Football One Shots

~Chicharito and James~

Chicharito came to Madrid on a loan not too long ago. As soon as he set foot into the changing room, I was attracted to him. We became instant friends when I gave him a quick tour around and partnered with him for practice.
Late at night, when I should've been sleeping, I would think about him. About all the details of his face and body, as well as his personality. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get him out of my head.
I thought many times about telling him how I felt, but I always seemed to persuade myself to keep quiet. Sometimes, when I looked over at him, he'd already be staring. He'd quickly look away and act as if he wasn't just watching me. Every time this happened, I'd get butterflies in my stomach and become breathless. A large smile would grow on my face and no matter how hard I tried, it wouldn't go away.
Chicharito and I grew extremely close over the first few weeks he was with the team. We became best friends and he moved into my house with me. On days when we didn't have training, we'd go out together or watch movies in my room. We'd usually both sleep in my bed together since we liked company.
Chicharito got to choose the movie we watched one night, he choose a horror movie cause they're his favorite. We watched High Lane, which is supposedly based off a true story, and when we finished it, I was wrapped around Chi Chi.
I was shaking and constantly checking behind my back and by my feet. Chi Chi found it funny. He go up to take the movie out and left me alone in the bed. The room had been rather dark, the only light being from the television screen, so when Chi Chi grabbed my foot and pulled me off the bed, I screamed loudly.
I was curled in a ball on the floor bawling as Chi Chi laughed his ass off. He stopped as soon as he saw my relentless tears and shaking figure.
"James, it was just a joke." He placed a hand softly on my back.
I ignored him and stood up from my fetal position on the floor. I didn't spare him a look as I buried myself in the covers and closed my eyes.
"James, please don't ignore me. I was just messing around... James."
"Just go Javier!" I waited to hear his footsteps leave the room, but they only came closer to me.
The bed dipped down and the covers were peeled away from me. I kept my eyes closed at first, but they opened wide when Chi Chi began to kiss me everywhere.
"Chi Chi, what are you doing!?" I googled and blushed as he found my neck.
"Say you forgive me and I'll stop." His hands found mine and held me down, sitting on top of me.
"What if I don't want you to stop." I giggled, but my words caused him to still.
"Then I won't." He stared at my lips then my eyes as if asking for permission.
"Good..." I whispered as his lips connected to mine.
The kiss started out slow, but quickly escalated when Chicharito put his tongue in my mouth.
I moaned as the kiss went on for a few minutes before we ran out of breath. He pulled away and looked into my eyes again; his forehead against mine.
He pecked my lips a few more times before he rolled off of me and laid on his back. He wrapped me into his arms and held me closely as I relaxed into his chest. He placed a kiss on my head and ran his finger tips up and down my back.
The following weeks after that night,  Chicharito stayed in my bed at night, holding me in his string embrace. We didn't hide how we felt about each other from the rest of the team; we had no reason to. Everyone was ok with it as long as we didn't allow our feelings change the way we play with each other.
Chi Chi hadn't asked me out or talked about starting a relationship until the Friday. We were in Barcelona for El Classico, which we won, and as a celebration, he asked me on a date. We decided on going to a small cafe down the road from our hotel. After dinner, we walked through a small park-like area hand-in-hand.
"You know James, these past few weeks with you have been great. You make me extremely happy." He spoke softly.
"Well Chi Chi, you make me happy too." I smiled to him.
"Will you do me the honor of being my boyfriend James? I know I'm on loan and I won't be here forever if Madrid decides they don't want me to stay after the season ends, but I need you." I looked at him with wide eyes and an open mouth smile.
"I'd love to be your boyfriend a Chi Chi!" I wrapped my arms around his neck and held him closely.
He pulled back a bit and captured my lips with his own. The kiss lasted for what felt like and eternity before we ran out of breath.
When Chi Chi didn't get signed back to the team and left Madrid, I fell apart. We broke off the relationship because long distance wasn't something I was comfortable with.  Chicharito tried to convince me that he'd make it work and we'd still be happy, but I could barely go a day without him, how was I supposed to last a whole month!?
At night, if stare at the empty spot in the bed that Chi Chi once filled. I cried tears that he used to wipe away for me. I held myself when I was feeling lonely, because without Chi Chi's presence, I was alone. The team tried to cheer me up and get me 'out there' to date other people, but there was only one man I wanted and he was thousands of miles away.
Chicharito apparently heard about how badly of been doing, because he showed up at my door one afternoon. When I opened the door, he engulfed me in a hug and held me as I cried.
He stayed for two weeks on a family emergency leave from his new team.
We spent so much time doing things that we did when he played for Madrid. It brought back memories that we made together and opened my eyes.
"I want to try a long distance relationship Chi Chi." I spoke randomly one night as we laid in bed together.
"What made you change your mind?"
"I can't stand not being yours. Even if we are a distance away, I'll know your mine and I'm yours. That's all I need to be happy."
It's six years later now and we're happily married with a daughter, Salomé. We plan on lasting a lifetime together, making the most of our years as family.
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