before we get started i will be typing in english, just pretend their english is spanish. i'll throw spanish convos from time to time. YES there will be smut in further chapters.
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"papi de a fuerzas tengo que ir?!" you whined to your dad he dragged you out the house. "yes, cause now that you dont have a job, i got you a job."
"but you know i dont like being in the sun and sweat." you frowned as you got in the car with him. "you should of never got fired then." he shrugged turning the car on.
"they should of fired that other girl too then! she's the one who started it!"
"but you are 21 years old! you should of known that you are old enough to get into fights." you turned to the window ignoring your dad. 'i hated being in that modeling agency anyways.' you thought to yourself.
pulling up to the facility you hop out the car with your dad. you haven't been in the facility in years and that was mainly because some 17 year old boy annoyed you so much- your fights would go for hours.
"it looks the same." you mumbled as you walked alongside your dad. "well, the inside is different now, totally better looking since you've here."
as soon as you enter you see the same receptionist you used to see almost ever day when you were 16, you dont remember her name but you remember her face.
"is that you y/n?" the lady gasped, "yeah.. i haven't seen you in years." you said over the counter.
after talking with her for a bit, you two made your way to the gym where the soccer team would go in the mornings. "this place looks much better now." you said in awe as you took a look around.
"wait so, what do i have to do again?" you asked your dad as you walked through a long hallway. "you basically just fill up our water bottles, pick equipment up and that's all."
"oh.. i thought i was going to go through hell." you wiped your imaginary sweat. you continued to talk to your dad, seeing the giant sign of the word 'gym' your heart started beating a bit faster.
seeing some of the team for the first time in years kind of made you nervous, but your dad who sees them everyday didn't seem faze.
walking behind his as he opens the gym door you could already see some of them laughing or working out. it reminded you of the times when you were young, theyre laughter would always put a smile on your face.
especially when you just got done arguing with diego, your dad would always get mad at you but never at him, god would it make you more angrier.
"andres!.. y (y/n)?!" edson had his jaw opened once he saw you walk in. "you haven't been here since what, 16?" the team stopped what they were doing and all surrounded you and your dad.
"it's so nice to see you." talking with the team, instantly put a smile on your face. they were almost like your uncles.
"(y/n)?" turning around you saw kevin walk through the gym door. "kevin?" walking up to him you gave each other a hug. since you could remember, kevin was your like your best friend on the days you would come to the facility.
he would be the one who would break the fights between you and diego when it would get too far, he was too kind to keep up with the two of you.
(play along that he was on the team back then😭)
just then you hear a deep voice coming from the gym doors. "hola perras!" in came walking in diego, that huge smile that he always wore dropped as soon as he saw you.
the room went quiet- the team hasn't seen the two of you in the same room in ages, and an argument was bound to happen.
"what are you doing here..?" diego asked, the door shutting behind him forcefully, making the sound of the door slamming echo.
you stared at him, with the same face you used to give him whenever he would talk to you back when you were younger.
"what do you think i'm doing here, dumbass." you folded your arms glaring at him. "that's literally what i'm asking, are you dense?" diego eyed you back.
"guys, not today. it's y/n's first day working here." memo said behind you. diego let out a dry laugh. "werent you in the modeling buisness? bet you were too ugly they had to kick you out."
you gasped and turned to your dad, "dad im literally going to beat the shit out of him if you dont hold me back." you held both your hands together to your face and close your eyes trying to calm down.
"yall are adults, act like it!" your dad raised his voice at the two of you, both you and diego quickly shut up. "good, now, y/n i need you to pick something up from room 208, you just go to the right and they'll know exactly what you need."
your dad turned to you, you nodded your head. "okay." heading to the door diego was still in the way. as you passes by him you purposely bumped into him.
"oops." you grined, batting your eyelashes innocently. "you are such a child." he whispered to you, scrunching his nose in disgust.
