|Football Imagines|

Languishing

|Cristiano Ronaldo|

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🎶I was wondering
Would you cry for me?
If I told you that I couldn't breathe
If I was drowning, suffocating
If I told you that I couldn't breathe🎶
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"Hey Babe. Where have you been? It's 10 o'clock at night."

"Y/N, not now. Please." He groans, walking past me entering the kitchen, setting his keys and duffle bag down onto the counter.

"Why not? You're four hours later than usual. I texted you three times and called you twice. You have missed three dinners this week! What are you even doing, huh? You're starting to make me wonder about you." I follow him into the kitchen.

"Y/N you sound so ridiculous right now. What do you mean by make you wonder? I am at practice all day. I can't spend every moment of my life with you. I do have other priorities besides you." Cristiano scoffs, grabbing a water bottle out of the fridge.

"I don't know maybe you're cheating on me for all I know!"

"I mean you have been coming home late and you've been ignoring me. I'm not asking for you to be with me every waking moment of my life. I would just like you to at least come home to dinner on time and actually acknowledge me as your girlfriend. At least act like a boyfriend to me, and a father to your son. Junior barely sees you as it is. And now you're skipping out on dinner too!" I raise my voice as a wave of frustration goes through my body.

"Oh please! That's bullshit and you know it! I am not cheating on you. I work. I have a career. And don't you dare try to tell me how to be a father. I know what I am doing. You're not even his real mother!" He spats, taking his finger, jabbing it at my chest. 

"Does it fucking matter if I'm his real mother or not? I treat him as one of my own! I give him everything he could ever ask for in a mother; I care for him, nourish him, and most of all; I love him. I love 'your' son. You should appreciate that." I push his hand away and turn my back to him as I try to hide my tears that are threatening to leave my eyes.

"You need to start caring for once about someone that's not yourself." I sigh shakily, feeling the warm drops of liquid drain down my cheeks.

"I don't deserve this Cris and neither does Junior. Sometimes I wonder if you still even love us. Would you even care if I were gone? Would you care if I were to walk out your life? Would you cry for me? Or even try?"

"Y/N please, stop babe." He whispers.

"Then answer me! Do you? Do you still love me? Do you still love what we have?" I sobbed into my hands.

"Of course I do, baby. I wouldn't want to ruin what we have for anything in the world. You're my love. My one and only. And you always will be. It's me and you against the world." He says coming closer.

I flinch when I feel his warm hands push my hair from my face. He gently wraps his arm around me and uses the other to wipe away my tears.

"Really?" I sniffle then give him a smirk.

"Não sou nada sem você |I'm nothing without you|. I know I haven't been around a lot lately but I will make an effort to be with you and Junior more. Starting tomorrow I will take off the day from training and spend the whole day with you and him. We can watch movies all day and eat ice cream in our pajamas. Maybe even bake cookies." He goes on about what will do for the day and I manage to get lost in his words, before I know it my lips are on his.

"I love you so much." I whisper.

"Eu te amo,"|I love you| he says.

"But let's just leave the cooking to me. We both know you're not too good in the kitchen when it comes to baking." I giggle wrapping my arms around his neck pulling him into another kiss.

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|Edited|

Aww they made up! ❤️ that was cute!

I hope you all had an amazing day.
Btw I did edit this finally, it's a lot better then before. Lol well I hope at least. Enjoy(:

Ps: if you didn't know, I have "edited" in the end of my imagines to show that I have tried to fixate any errors or the plot in the imagine, so it is more enjoyable to read.

Love you much! 😘

- Sav