Football Short Stories

Two Stitches And A Ring - Jesús Navas

Ooookay guys, this one shot was written for Freyja's challenge! Basically we have to take a really cliché plot and give it a plot twist that'll make it un-cliché.

I chose the very typical Footballer's-sister-that's-dating-his-teammate-and-is-friends-with-the-entire-team kind of plot 😆 starring my beloved Spanish NT and the ultimate eye-candy himself: Jesús Navas ✌🏻️

But I'm warning you, it's probably one of the weirdest thing I've ever written. To be honest I don't even know if I did the challenge right. You'll see, anyway hope you guys like it!

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"Ow Sese what the hell!" I screamed shoving Sergio's hand away from my forehead.

He frowned and put down the ice pack "You're the one that keeps moving!"

I snatched the ice from my brother's hands and placed it carefully against the huge bump forming on my forehead. I sighed and leaned back on my seat. Opposite to me, Sergio's fiancé was biting her cheeks trying hard not to laugh.

"Oh my god Lupita, you look like an asthmatic duck..." I huffed grumpily "Go ahead, laugh, I know you want to."

This was the green light Lupita needed to burst in laughter and obviously, Sergio couldn't help but join the 'hilarity'.

By the way, I'm Sienna Buendía at your service, infamously known as Sergio Ramos's sister... Well step-sister technically... Which means no, we certainly do not share the same DNA, thank god for that... but, since I'm being honest here, he's been my brother since I was seven, when my mom married his father. Having grown together, I do consider him like my own blood.

That being said, there's no way that pendejo and I have anything in common... Okay I'm exaggerating, we might share a thing or two like our appetite and sense of sarcasm perhaps. But the comparison ends there.

Anyway, being linked to Sergio does have its perks though. I'm used to hanging around his teammates quite a lot and became buddies with most of La Roja. The guys are pretty great if I'm honest, I know I'm lucky to count most of them among my friends.

I've tried being friendly with Sergio's club teammates as well, the ones that aren't with him on the National Team, many times, but eh... I've never really liked any of the Real players.

I mean first of all: language barriers, right?

Second of all, I'm more of a Barca fan myself...

Yes you read that correctly: I am a huge fan of FC Barcelona.

Sergio hates me for it I'm telling you, but there's nothing quite like chilling in my Barca jersey while he fumes and calls me a traitor. It's by far the most comical sights I've been blessed to witness: watching Sergio have an internal stroke every time I barge into his house, purposely sporting my beloved Blaugrana colors... Pure comedy I tell you.

Visca El Barca my friends, that is all.

Oh and besides that. The cherry on top, the icing on the cake, la crème de la crème, call it what you will, of being sort-of related to Sergio has to be the fact that I got to meet the love of my life thanks to him... Jesús Navas, does it ring a bell?

Yeah, that tall, dark haired, blue-eyed fine piece of ass is indeed my boyfriend and has been for the past two years.

All jokes aside, I know I'm lucky, very lucky. Not wanting to sound cliché or anything but Jesús is, in fact, one of the best things that ever happened to me.