princess treatment | richarlison

𝟬𝟬𝟱 ldn bby

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—third person

the atmosphere of brazil was what they would miss the most. it was the last day of their honeymoon - or some would say 'their one week of fucking,' which wasn't all true (kind of).

andrea was emotional while she was packing her stuff and most definitely upset that they were going to leave but richarlison had to make money somehow. especially now as they were planning on making a family to provide them.

"it's fine, meu amor," richarlison comforted, his hands slithering to her stomach and his head resting on her shoulder, planting a kiss on her neck.

"no, it is not richy," she huffed out, stress, "i don't want to leave."

"we'll come back in a few months," he reassured her, his grip tighter than before, "i promise."

andrea smiled lightly, turning around and making eye contact with richarlison before giving him a quick kiss on the lips, "you always know how to cheer me up, don't you?"

richarlison raised his eyebrows up, kissing her back and pulling away to get the luggage downstairs.

"you ready?" he checked and andrea gave a simple nod, carrying her's and richarlison's hand luggage.

they made their way downstairs saying their goodbyes to the condo and the doorman that guided them on what to do.

andrea gave a quick smile towards the doorman's direction and got out of the building. she followed richarlison's way as he told her to hurry up.

"relax, baby. our flight is at seven, it's three right now," she laughed out. richarlison's shoulders relaxed as they were tensed up.

"oh, yeah," he snickered with a sigh of relief, "i forgot."

"you should probably get tested for memory loss, meu amor," andrea joked, getting into the back of the taxi. richarlison climbed in shortly after putting the luggage at the very back.

"you excited?" richarlison asked, his head turning to andrea.

"yeah, i will miss rio.. but, i am a london baby," she answered truthfully and richarlison smiled at her, admiring the woman.

he thought, 'yeah, this is the woman i want to spend the rest of my life with.'

"what about you?" andrea stopped his admiring and asked him the same thing.

"ehh.. i'll also miss this. but, i miss football more," he replied after thinking for a bit.

"i knew you were going to say that!" andrea exclaimed, her hand rubbing richarlison's as he put it on her thigh, "what about me?"

richarlison looked out of her window, "i can't really miss you, i'm with you right now."

"okayyy.. what about maria?" she smiled gleefully talking about his 1 year old niece.