Football Imagines

Nayef Aguerd | iii

Author's note: Some of you guys have been asking me to write more about him, and the other day I read a combo between some people I follow on Tumblr were they talked about a romantic shower with a player they like, and thought, oh, that could be a nice imagine! So all credit for this goes to them 🥰 I basically just added some context and a bit of dialogue.

Hope you still like it and thank you for reading! 💜

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"Thank you for coming to pick me up from work today, Nayef."

"You're welcome" he smiles as he opens the door of our apartment.

"Though you didn't have to, you know? You must be exhausted after this week's training."

"I could say the same about you after the long shifts you've had this week" he says.

"Yeah... We both have been quite busy" I say, letting myself fall on our sofa.

"We have" he sighs, sitting next to me and lying down, resting his head on my lap while I run my fingers through his hair. "I've barely seen you, and I've missed you so much."

"Same."

"We should probably make the most of the free time we are going to have during the next couple of days, but I seriously can't move a finger" Nayef says.

"Same" I say again. "I for example really need a shower, but I'm so comfortable sitting here..."

"I could also do with a shower."

"Didn't you take one after training?"

"I skipped it to go pick you up."

"Oh, great. So we both stink" I chuckle.

"Yep" he replies. "Maybe we could take a bath together."

"We don't own a bathtub, Nayef."

"But we do have a shower" he says, getting up from my lap. "We could take one together."

"I'm too tired for shower sex."

"I wasn't thinking about that."

"Sure" I snort.

"I mean, maybe a bit" he says with a cheeky smile. "But we both are so tired, that I was thinking about a relaxing shower. We can light some candles, put on some music, you wash my hair, I was yours... those things."

"And we could use that set of towels your mum got us for Christmas, the expensive one."

"And then wear our cozy dressing gowns and come back here and cuddle while watching a movie."

"And maybe order some pizza?" I ask him.

"And order some pizza too" he smiles.

"Ok, then let's do it" I say, standing up. "You get the candles, I go look for the towels."

"And the music?"

"I am obviously in charge of that."

"Of course you are" he chuckles.

"C'mon, let's do it before we get too lazy" I say, taking his hand and trying to lift him up from the sofa.

"I'm coming, I'm coming."

"Nayef!" I laugh when he stands up with a jump and wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me closer towards him.

"I love you. You know that, don't you?"

"I do" I smile. "But c'mon."

"Fine" he sighs before following me, taking advantage of walking behind me to hug me again and kiss my neck, making me giggle like an idiot.

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"Your hair is so soft..."

"Uhm."

"Simply beautiful."

"Uhm" I repeat.

"Are you listening to anything I'm saying?" Nayef chuckles.

"I am. But I'm also focusing on the way you are running your fingers through my hair and on how you are massaging my scalp. It feels like one of those treatments they give you at fancy hairdressers."

"What?" he laughs.

"Like, I knew you know how to use your fingers, but dear lord."

"I beg your pardon?" he laughs again. "This was supposed to be a cute and relaxing shower."

"And it is. It's not my fault you are twisting my comment about your fingers."

"Because you definitely weren't implying anything sexual, were you?"

"Nope."

"Liar" he says in my ear before turning on the water and rinsing my hair with the same care from earlier. "Oh, this song..." Nayef says once he is done.

"Our song" I smile.

"Did you pick it on purpose?" he says, hugging me from behind like he had done earlier.

"Yes and no."

"What?" he says as he starts rocking us from side to side, my hands resting on his arms.

"Since this was supposed to be a romantic and relaxing shower, I chose my romantic playlist, the one that is all songs that remind me of you or of moments I've lived with you."

"Cute" he says, kissing my shoulder while we keep dancing. If you can call dancing to what we are doing, and inside a shower.

"But, I wasn't expecting to get to listen to it while we were here. I just let the shuffle do its work."

"Well, it is doing it perfectly" he says before starting to sing in my ear while we still move, a stupid smile on my face.

"What about this one? Do you remember it?" I say, moving on his arms to face him once the song ends and the next one starts.

"Of course I do" Nayef smiles. "It's the song that was playing the first time we kissed. You looked so beautiful that night" he says, caressing my cheek.

"You, on the other hand, looked so hot" I smirk, moving my hands up and down his back, my fingers following the shape of his muscles.

"I always look hot" he smirks, making me laugh. "And I think it was around this part of the song when I kissed you, wasn't it?"

"Yep. When the chorus start."

"Then I guess I'll have to kiss you again."

"You..." should. But I'm not able to finish my sentence, his kips finding mine.

And like that night, his kiss is the softest one, one that makes me melt in his arms.

"I love you" he whispers against my lips, his hands cupping my face.

"I love you too" I whisper back before he kisses me again, those three magical words being constantly repeated throughout the whole night as we help the other after the shower, when we are sitting down on the sofa with our comfy dressing gowns eating our pizza and watching our favourite movie, or when we go to bed, cuddling on each other's arms.

"This has been the most perfect night ever" I say, caressing Nayef's cheek.

"It has. And do you know why?" he asks, the hand of the arm around my waist moving over my back, his fingers trailing up and down.

"Because the pizza we ate was delicious?"

"Almost" he chuckles. "It was perfect, because I got to spend it with you."

"Awww, Nayef."

"I love you" he says, pulling us even closer.

"I love you too" I say before kissing him.