princess treatment | richarlison

𝟬𝟭𝟱 6:34am

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— third person.

THE PROBLEM HAD STARTED on that beautiful spring evening. it had been raining for days on end and it had finally stopped on this thursday night. the sun was still out even thought it was seven o'clock which was the sign that summer was coming up. andrea loved this as her favourite season is spring; it reminded her of home in brazil.

it was a week before her due date and she had been worried sick about when baby was going to 'pop out'. she was worried that the baby would be unhealthy, but soon calmed herself down when richarlison reassured her.

"don't worry, princesa," he hushed her, his lips grazing the flesh of her soft ears, "baby's fine, so are we. that's all that matters."

richarlison put his ear against her stomach and listened to the small thumping sounds of the baby's heartbeat. the grin that he had gave her was magical, it was a connection of love. andrea smiled back with not a care in the world except for her little family.

"i love you," she sighed, resting her hands on her bump. she had caressed her stomach and felt every time the unborn baby kicked her womb. it wasn't painful, just surprising.

"i love you more, querida," he whispered, clutching onto andrea's small wrists, pulling her to fall into his lap.

she held onto his neck for some support, smiling into the kiss that she had gave him, "our baby's going to be perfect," he sighed, leaning his head on her shoulder as they sat on the sofa, "trust me on this."

"i always trust you," she laughed, her hand playing with his fake blonde hair. richarlison laughed in unison as they watched the movie that was playing on the background.

"mhm," richarlison mumbled, his eyes fixated on the screen infront of them as he snuggled against the blanket that he draped over his and his wife's body.

ANDREA SHUFFLED HERSELF INTO richarlison making herself comfy. richarlison and his instincts decided to play with her hair as she slept on their bed, moving pieces of her hair back behind her ear. he yawned slowly considering it was midnight and he should probably go to sleep. that was until andrea started moving weirdly. she started to spasm - she was panting.

"what the-" richarlison mumbled, his hands instantly shook the vulnerable woman in-front of him.

as andrea woke up, tears instantly welled up in her eyes and poured when she blinked.

"my water broke," her voice weak and trembling, those were the words that she could sound out. richarlison looked at the worried woman as he hugged her tightly.

"shit," he sighed, getting up from their bed, "let's get you to the hospital. i'll call bianca, so don't worry about that."

andrea, still in disbelief, looked at her calm husband. she was surprised as his reputation concluded of him stressing out on situations much more unimportant scenarios than this.