Ronaldo x Messi

Chapter 3

Messi drove over to Ronaldos house, feeling overall sick due to all his emotions. When he arrives, he knocks on the door with all his strength, he didn't get a good sleep, nor was he feeling well. All Messi wanted to do was fall asleep in someones hands, and he knew whose hands he wanted to be. After a minute, Ronaldo opened the door, surprised for his attendance.

"M-messi? What are you doing here?"

"Ronaldo, I feel awfully sick, and I need somewhere to stay for a while, please, can I stay here?"

"Well sure! Why not, come in, I was just making some tea."

Ronaldo leaded Messi in, and set him down near the fireplace and gave him some tea. Messi was feeling a lot better already, and Ronaldos company was the main reason. Ronaldo and Messi had a long chat, laughing at one moment, being serious the others, but overall, Messi felt like he was a little kid with his best bud, well, he didn't just want to be 'best buds' he wanted to be more than 'best buds' way more than that. As they chatted, Ronaldo sat beside Messi and put his arm around him. Messi went red faster than his dad left him, what was he doing? And why was he doing it?

"So, Messi, when you first came, you didn't look so good, what's up?"

"Well, me and my wife, we just.. ever since I officially married her, shes always acting as if shes in charge, she doesn't do any work! Yet she always wastes my money, shes fucked up, shes always finding ways to argue, and now.. I-I'm divorcing her.."

Ronaldo has a shocked expression on his face, he didn't know how to respond to what Messi had just said. Messi suddenly hides his face out of embarrassment, did he really tell Ronaldo his situation? No one else even knew yet. Ronaldo puts his arm around him again, he didnt know the situation properly but he could easily guess something was wrong with his relationship, now Ronaldos mission was to make sure Messi felt safe and that everything would be okay.

"Hey, hey, it's okay, you can talk to me if you need.." Ronaldo whispered.

"My relationship has been toxic since the beginning, but since I'm like 'insanely' popular, I had to fake being a happy family, but it isn't, IT JUST ISNT!" Messi cried.

Ronaldo felt nothing but sympathy as he saw Messi crying in his arm. Messi didnt even try hiding it anymore, he was hurt, he felt sad. His eyes were filled with water and it rolled down his red cheeks.

"I just wanted to have a lover." Messi whispered as he ran out the room.

Ronaldo immediately got up and was about to run to him but knew it was best Messi calmed down by himself. Ronaldo sat back down, not knowing what to think. Those words "I just wanted to have a lover" made him feel something, made his soul.. tingle a bit. He looked around, not knowing what he was even doing anymore. He heard Messis sobs from the other room and started to get really sad himself. Suddenly, he got a disturbing thought, a disturbing picture, of him and Messi.. kissing? He immediately slapped himself but caught himself blushing straight after. As fast as he could, he ran straight up to the mirror on the wall and looked at himself, he was all red and smiling uncontrollably. He told himself it WASNT because of that thought, but deep down, he knew it was.

Meanwhile with Messi, he was in the bathroom bawling his eyes out. After somewhat calming down, he washed his face with the tap water and walked out. He was too embarrassed to go back into the room so he sat besides the door, hoping Ronaldo would come out to comfort him, but he didnt. After 5, 10, 15, 20, 25, 30+ minutes, he still didnt come out. Finally, he turned his head and looked into the room with the corner of his eye and.. Ronaldo had left? How? It wasnt like there was any door. As fast as possible, he got up and walked into the room slowly and carefully. He looked around and saw the window open. Messi sighed in disappointment and left the room. After a minute, he soon realized he was in RONALDOS house, ALONE. Suddenly, he felt himself smirking, but somewhat scared for what he was going to do to himself.