Football/Soccer Imagines

𝑺𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒓 | 𝑵𝒆𝒚𝒎𝒂𝒓 𝑱𝒓. PT 2

"Are you going to read the message, then?" Jocey casually enquiries as she enters stuff on her computer. You and Jocey were presently chatting over Discord in a video chat. You decided not to reply to the message last night to avoid giving the impression that you are a quick responder and thought you would wait a few minutes before checking it. Well, somehow you managed to doze off while you were waiting. You discovered this morning that you left him on delivered for such a prolonged period, and that the message was, in fact, not a fabrication of your imagination. You felt it was now awkward.

Jocey remarks, "Well he is a little cutie patootie," making you chuckle. It was safe to assume that she had searched for him on Instagram and was browsing his account. You respond, grabbing your phone to unlock it, "I have no reason why I am acting this way, I mean despite the numbers he is just the same as me". On camera, Jocey applauds you and says, "That's the spirit." While attempting to ignore your rapidly beating heart, you let out a little sigh. You were experiencing an adrenaline rush right now, but you had no idea why. Was it due to his celebrity status? Or was he attempting to talk shit and provide excuses for why he wasn't trying yesterday and that he'd "absolutely" beat you in a 1v1?

It happens to you a lot when you play against male players and defeat them. You laughed at the idea of him trying to say nonsense. It was fair to assume that you were a decent shit talker since you spent your young years participating in search and destroy games on Modern Warfare 2 and Black Ops 2. You select Instagram, then select Dms and select the message.

NeymarJR : Me matando com meu próprio operador? Ouch. (Killing me with my own operator? Ouch)

When Jocey notices your face is illuminated by the light from your phone, she assumes you were reading the message, "What did he say?". "Nothing crazy, just talking about how I killed him with his own operator skin equipped." She huffs, " I thought it was going to be something juicy"

You : Da próxima vez tente não morrer (: ( Next time try not to die (: )

Was he flirting? I don't think so. Maybe? Nah.....

When you put your phone away and look at the time, you see that it is still quite early in the morning.

" Oh yeah Y/N I'm going to a tournament for Overwatch tonight so I won't be online."

Jocey was a more versatile player than you were, playing a diverse range of games as opposed to you, who mostly play 5 or 6 games. You would like to be more diverse, but it's unlikely that will happen. You nod your head, "Sounds like fun! You better win." As she starts to enter on her keyboard, she nods. " Y/N of course I am going to win. I will talk to you later though the team wants to play a few warm up games before tonight.?" You nod your head, "Alright, Goodluck! Byee!" Before ending the call, she waves back at the camera as you do. You weren't sure if you wanted to stream or not, but since you had nothing better to do, you decided to give it a go. You log into Twitch, turn on your ring light, and begin streaming. As soon as you realize how swiftly your supporters are joining in, a smile spreads across your face. You wave toward the camera, "Good Afternoon guys! I'm not sure what I am going to play today but guess what guys-", You try to strike a "cute position" as you lean your chin against the back of your hands. "I'm going to an event tonight, how exciting!!" You were in the process of reading the chat room before raising an eyebrow seeing how many viewers were currently watching you, specifically 20k. You put your hands on your hips and glare at the screen while squinting your eyes, "Alright now who is talking crap about me? There's usually only like 5,000 of you guys in here."