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Summary: Secret entanglements get revealed when SOMEONE has too much to drink.
W.C. 1240
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You were both known for looking intimidating. It was only natural for you to gravitate toward each other. You were the head of the FC Barcelona PR team, and he was, obviously, a player. While many would say that you should not be in a relationship (if they knew), you were childhood friends and eventually high school sweethearts, and now, you were happily engaged. Granted, you did wear your engagement ring on your right hand most of the time, so no one knew about it outwardly.
Back to the point, you were known for being 'small but mighty' as people said. You were shorter than most of the team, but you more than made up for it with your cold demeanor and quips. Anytime someone mentioned your height, you would snap back, regardless of who it is. Granted most of the time, it was the team, so technically, you were above them, and you could snap back at them. The only person who never made a comment was Hector.
The team noticed it, but no one would ever say anything in fear of retaliation from him. Or from you for that matter. They knew Hector was not nearly as intimidating as he looked, but he could if he needed to be. It was just his thing!
One thing the guys tried to do after every win was set Hector up with someone. Every win, without fail, the team would go out for a celebratory dinner and some of the guys would go out drinking afterward. Hector was one of them, but you were not. Club hopping was not your scene, but you understood that he would want to hang out with his friends after a good match.
Tonight was one such night. However, what made this celebration different was that they secured their place in the FIFA World Cup semi-finals for 2026. After rallying back from everyone saying they wouldn't make it, they did, and they were determined to make it all the way.
Throughout the dinner, all they guys talked about was going out afterward and having a blast. A couple of the guys made jokes about setting each other up. It was all fun and games until one of them directed the joke at Hector.
You, being sat across from him talking to one of your PR team members, did not hear the joke. You also did not catch the glare he threw at the boys. It was not until he kicked you from under the table that you looked up at him.
"What was that for?" You snapped before realizing who it was. You let up on the glare a little, but not enough for anyone besides Hector to notice.
"Tell them I don't need to be set up with anyone," Hector complained as he leaned forward on the table.
"Boys, if he says he's fine, he's fine. I get it. Some of you, I'm not naming names, can't take care of yourselves and want someone to do it for you, but Hector is clearly fine with his current situation," You lectured as you gave pointed looks to each of the guys. "Plus, look at him. What sane person is going to give him a chance?"
"Ouch," Hector gasped while the guys laughed. "I asked you to defend me, not roast me!"
"It's my job to keep you in your place," You smirked at him. To the team, they read it as the PR manager keeping their team in line, but to Hector, he knew the jab was a joke towards him. "If it'll make you feel better, I'll go out with you guys and make sure they don't try to set you up with anyone."
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That's where you are now. Leaning against the bar, nursing our second alcoholic drink of the night. Yes, this was your last one because you knew that these boys were going to get plastered and need someone responsible to drive them home. Plus, you were banking on them needing at least an hour or two more before they decided to tap out. That would give you enough time to sober up.
Just as you turned to the bartender to ask for your favorite non-alcoholic drink, a couple of the guys came up to also get refills and shots. Most of the stuff they were saying was unintelligible, but it was funny nonetheless. They were talking about the different people they found attractive, what kinds of shots they were going to take, and placing bets for who was going to tap out first.
All of a sudden, you felt arms wrap around your shoulders as a person hid their face in your neck. Immediately, you recognized the hold as Hector and placed your hands on his forearms, anchoring him to you. You tilted your head to the side to give him more space as he rubbed his nose against your pulse point.
You turned to face him, leaving feather-light kisses to his forehead and around his face as you played with his hair. "Is someone drunk?" You teased quietly, but it was clear that the boys heard you over the booming music. Their mouths were agape, watching the two of you but not interfering. They were in shock. How is it that the two most intimidating people they know become such softies with alcohol?
"Why aren't you wearing your ring?" Hector whined, unwrapping himself from around your shoulders to grab your left hand. "I know it was there this morning. I know 'cause I put it there."
"Mi amor (My love), it's on this hand," You chuckled as you showed him your right hand. He immediately grabbed your right hand and looked at the ring skeptically before moving to take it off. "What do you think you're doing?"
"You are mine," He said simply as he put the ring on your left ring finger. "I didn't pine after you for years for you to wear our engagement ring on the wrong hand."
"We decided to keep it a secret, mi vida (my life). I was just doing what we agreed on," You tried to reason, but he was not having it. Once he placed the ring on your finger, he kissed your knuckles before leaning onto your shoulder again. "I think it's time we get you home."
"I'll go anywhere with you," Hector flirted as he side-eyed you. This caused his teammates who were still standing at the bar to snap out of their shock as they all jumped over each other to talk to you.
"When were you going to tell us?"
"I thought we were friends!"
"Is it bad I want to call you guys the intimi-duo?" That one caught your attention, making you snap your head towards Pedri, the one who asked it.
"What the hell is an "intimi-duo'?" You laughed as Hector hid from the attention his teammates were giving you.
"You are both intimidating in your own ways, and now we know, you're engaged," Pedir explained with a light laugh, "I thought intimi-duo would be funny."
"I could get used to that," You laughed with him as you moved to stand up. "Honestly, boys, I would love to stay and chat, but I need to get this big baby home." You gestured to Hector, who was leaning heavily against you, almost asleep. "Do any of you need a ride? I'm a lot more sober than you lot."
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