𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

confess - young cristiano ronaldo

Y/n was sitting on a bench in a quiet park, enjoying a rare moment of peace. The sun was setting, casting a warm golden glow over everything. Just then, her best friend cristiano ronaldo walked up, looking a bit nervous but smiling warmly.

"Hey, y/n," he said, sitting down next to them.

"Hi, Cris." y/n replied, surprised to see him. "What brings you here?"

Cristiano took a deep breath, his eyes meeting y/n's. "I needed to talk to you. There's something I've been wanting to say for a while now."

Y/n's heart started to race. "What is it?"

He hesitated for a moment, then reached out to take y/n's hand. "I know we've been friends for a while, and I cherish every moment we spend together. But... I realized that my feelings for you have grown into something more."

Y/n's eyes widened in surprise. "Really?"

"Yes," Cristiano said, squeezing their hand gently. "I think about you all the time. You're kind, funny, and you make me want to be a better person. I've fallen for you, y/n."

Y/n felt a wave of warmth and happiness wash over them. "Cristiano, I... I feel the same way."

Cristiano's face lit up with relief and joy. "You do?"

Y/n nodded, smiling. "Yes. I've had feelings for you too, but I was afraid to say anything."

Cristiano pulled y/n into a hug, his heart pounding with happiness. "I'm so glad you told me. I want to be with you, y/n. Let's see where this takes us."

Y/n hugged him back, feeling safe and happy in his arms. "I'd like that very much."

As they sat together, watching the sunset, they both knew that this was the start of something special.

#𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗺𝗮 - 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸𝘀!
Help it's like 3am rn.