princess treatment | richarlison

𝟬𝟭𝟬 wait what

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— third person.

SHE ANXIOUSLY THANKED the doctor behind her and started to walk out the clinic with her head that's filled with a million thoughts down. as she got into the car, she broke down. her hands covered her face, she sobbed.

she reached in her pocket for her phone and decided to call richarlison. the phone rang twice for him to answer.

"óla, amor, what's up?" he said first as she was silently sobbing.

he could hear her sniffling and his eyes widened.

"ai! meu amor, are you okay?" he said in his worried voice.

she sniffed once more and with all her might, "it's best if you come back home."

she ended the call and left richarlison dumbfounded. luckily, with the child on his lap playing with a toy bunny, maria's mom was coming home in 5 minutes.

he placed the child on the sofa and put on peppa pig on the tv and gathered all of his belongings that he took with him. he sat back down next to maria with his leg bouncing and his heart racing - what the fuck just happened?

he kept on checking the time. five minutes felt like five hours but he immediately stood up and ran out of the front door when he heard maria's mom enter the house.

"sorry, i'll explain when i understand what's going on," he apologised quickly before hopping into the car, chucking his things onto the passenger seat.

his large hands gripped the stirring wheel anxiously, tapping it every now and then.

he rubbed his head with his hand that was leaning against the window.

"oh meu deus," he whispered underneath his breath, letting out a big breath that he had been holding in, "what the fuck is going on."

richarlison jumped when he heard his phone ringing after a (very long) moment of silence.

"how far away are you?" andrea's voice broke, it sounded like she was still crying.

"breathe, princesa, breathe. i'm a minute away, i can see the driveway," he calmed her down as he was nearing the drive.

she ended the call, still upset and confused as of what was happening.

richarlison unlocked the door and found himself a weeping wife.

"woah, baby," he walked up to her and opened his arms guiding andrea to hug him.

she got up and wrapped her arms around his neck, sobbing quietly in his arms.

"shhh," he comforted, hugging her back and stroking her head as well as kissing it.

she pulled away, still clutching on his hand and dragged him to the sofa.

"sit," she mumbled her voice hoarse and sore from her crying.