Mpabbes POV:
We were the last 2 in the lockers. Me and Giroud. "Are we just going to ignore what happened at then end of the game?" he giggled."Shut up" I said sarcastically,"I was caught in the moment and I thought to do that first
He did a small grin, "Were you about to kiss me?" He asked. I answered with a short "I guess" I stopped myself because I remembered we were in Qatar. God I wish our relationship wasn't so secret. Neymar almost found out once and he's a... Protective ex.
He came up to me and said "well, no one is watching, kiss me now" I got flustered for a moment. I looked around cautiously and gave him a small peck. "Better than nothing...I guess" he mumbled
I knew he wanted more but I was way too anxious, even when we're alone I'm afraid to kiss my own boyfriend. He hates that I was so scared all the time of someone catching us. "We should get back" he said disappointingly. Now I felt guilty I won't give my boyfriend more love.
Before leaving the lockers he grabbed my face and leaned in for a even longer kiss but I turned my head "not here.." I mumbled. He walked away from me, annoyed. I wish I wasn't so scared. I sighed and went to find some other friends.
I found my best friend, Hakimi, I was about to go up to him until I saw who he was talking to. My ex, Neymar. "Crap..." I thought. I tried to speed walk as fast as I could the other way but of course, Hakimi saw me.
"MBAPPE!!!" I heard him scream. I couldn't get out of this one. I turned around slowly "What upppp", best acting ever, I know. Everytime I'm by Neymar he always uses his lightskin stare and his Rizz. He does it even when he's not trying. Especially with me. He should go do it to one of his fan girls that love him and attack me on tiktok, even though I'm making more money than them, it still hurts.
I came towards them "How are you guys?" I said with my hardest nice-guy voice, I glanced at neymar for one second and he was already using his Brazilian Rizz privilege. I stopped looking at him but he could tell I was blushing, even though I'm black. Well. French... But black? I don't know
"Pretty good, mbappe, I've been wanting to ask you something" Hakimi exclaimed. "Yeah, what is it-" I replied. "Well... I-" he then got cut off by his crappy Nokia phone ringtone. "You guys wait here, I have to take this" He said while running to god knows where.
"Hakimi please don't leave me here" I thought to myself. It was a good 3 seconds of silence before neymar broke the peace. The French should've started a war with Brazil for no reason. "You dating anyone now?" he asked. I got annoyed, I hated that question. "You don't need to know anything about my love life, mind your own business" I snapped.
"Yknow ever since the fight we had at PSG I've been thinking about you" he said seducingly. "Yeah and you're gonna be thinking about heaven if you don't shut up" I mumbled. "You're so cute when you're mad at me" he said, sounding like the most lightskin light skin ever. "Neymar I really don't have time to argue with you, just drop it I don't like you anymore" I said annoyingly. "Then who do you like, hm?" he asked.
I got tired of all these questions. I cannot be left alone with this dude, I'll end up knuckle punching him in the jaw and then Brazilian dancing on his body (pause). "Look here wish pineapple cake, all you need to know is I have a boyfriend..." I grunted. He came close to me and whispered in my ear "não vejo ele em lugar nenhum~" I almost creamed- I MEAN SCREAMED. Neymar knows I like when he talks portuguese in my ear.
I got bricked up, surprisingly fast. And surprisingly, he noticed. He looked me up and down and then said "looks like someone is excited" and he wasn't lying about that. He grabbed my bulge and slowly said "I'll win you back"
My teenage ninja turtle ahh sitting here speechless the whole time. I guess I was in a state of shock, horny shock. He walked away. And I stood there, soaking that in for the next 5 seconds.
Random bystander POV:
I saw everything and I'm beyond traumatized
