Football imagines (FINISH)

Richard Ríos

Name: Y/n
Status: Dating

Third Person POV

Richard sat alone in the quiet locker room, his eyes fixated on the floor. He couldn't shake off the disappointment that gripped him after his team, Palmeiras, lost the crucial match against their rivals, Corinthians Paulista. The bitter taste of defeat lingered in his mouth, and he was desperate for comfort. But as he glanced at his phone, he realised that Y/n, his girlfriend, was spending time with Bruno Méndez, a player from the opposing team - the very team that had just taken victory from them. Jealousy seeped into Richard's heart as he thought about Y/n laughing and having a good time with Bruno. He knew they were just friends, but witnessing them together after such a painful defeat twisted his emotions. He couldn't help but wonder if Y/n would prefer to be celebrating with Bruno rather than comforting him in moments like these.

Trying to shake off his insecurities, Richard stood up and made his way to the exit of the locker room. He caught a glimpse of Y/n and Bruno walking towards him, their heads close together as they chatted animatedly. Richard's heart sank at the sight.Suppressing his emotions, Richard forced a smile and tried to act unaffected. Y/n noticed him and rushed over, her eyes filled with concern.

"Ricardo, você está bem?" (Richard, are you alright?) she asked, her voice filled with genuine worry.

He nodded, his smile faltering. "Sim, apenas decepcionado com a partida. Perda difícil." (Yeah, just disappointed about the match. Tough loss.)

Bruno joined them, his face calm but his eyes holding a glint of understanding. "Você fez um grande jogo, Richard. Poderia ter ido para qualquer um dos lados." (You played a great game, Richard. It could have gone either way.) Richard struggled to keep his composure. He wanted to believe Bruno's words, but jealousy still gnawed at him. Before he could respond, Y/n interjected.

"Bruno está apenas sendo honesto, Richard. Você não pode se culpar por tudo. É um esforço de equipe" (Bruno is just being honest, Richard. You can't blame yourself for everything. It's a team effort.)

Her words were meant to reassure Richard, but they only intensified his jealousy. He saw the way Y/n looked at Bruno, how comfortable they seemed in each other's presence. It made him doubt his place in her life.

As they walked out of the stadium together, Richard kept a close watch on Y/n and Bruno, observing. He couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy whenever Bruno made her laugh, or when they shared a knowing look. What did they have that he didn't?

As Richard was driving them to their home, he couldn't contain his emotions any longer. The jealousy that had been simmering within him boiled over, causing his voice to tremble as he confronted her.

"Por que você passa tanto tempo com o Bruno? Especialmente depois de uma perda como esta? Você não acha que é desrespeitoso comigo e com a equipe?" (Why do you spend so much time with Bruno? Especially after a loss like this? Don't you think it's disrespectful to me and the team?) Y/n's eyes widened, clearly taken aback by Richard's sudden outburst.

"Richard, ele é apenas um amigo. Nós nos conhecemos há anos. Ele estava tentando me confortar porque sabia que eu estava chateada, assim como eu tento confortá-lo." (Richard, he's just a friend. We've known each other for years. He was trying to comfort me because he knew I was upset, just like how I try to comfort you.)

His jealousy melted away, replaced by a mix of guilt and shame. Y/n was right, he had let his insecurities get the best of him. He realised that his position as her boyfriend shouldn't make him feel threatened by her friendships.

Sensing his regret, Y/n softened her gaze. "Richard, I'm with you because I care about you. Bruno is a friend, nothing more. But if you can't trust me or believe in our relationship, then we have a bigger issue to address."

Richard's heart sank as he realised the gravity of his words. He knew he had let his jealousy poison their connection, and he desperately wanted to make it right.

"Sinto muito, S/n," (I'm sorry, Y/n,) he whispered, his voice filled with remorse. "Deixei minhas emoções levarem a melhor. Eu confio em você, e eu não deveria ter duvidado disso."(I let my emotions get the better of me. I trust you, and I shouldn't have doubted that.)

Y/n's expression softened, and she reached out to hold his hand. "Fico feliz que você perceba isso porque eu te amo, Ricardo. Mas eu quero que você saiba que você é a única pessoa que eu quero". (I'm glad you realise that because I love you, Richard. But I want you to know that you're the only person I want.)

Richard nodded, the weight of his jealousy slowly lifting. He knew it would take time and effort to rebuild the trust he had momentarily shattered, but he was determined to prove his commitment to Y/n.