Football One Shots

~Cristessi~

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I've had feelings for Cristiano since the first Classico we competed in together. At first it was his skill in football that caught my attention, but all his other features, like his looks and personality, soon grasped my attention too. The way the ball moves at his feet drew me in, his looks force me to watch him longer than necessary, and his personality causes me to think about him late at night when I should be sleeping.
I told myself to bury the feelings as soon as I recognized them, but I couldn't find the will to do it. I didn't want to forget how Cristiano's presence made me feel.
Neymar has had this huge crush on me since he joined Barca, but I've never felt the same. He constantly hangs around me and flirts, trying to convince me to choose him instead of Cristiano. It wasn't until he approached me in the locker room, after everyone had left, that I realized how broken he was.
"Is it because I'm not attractive? I know that's what it usually is, but I can change if you don't like my looks. Or maybe it's because I'm not as popular as Cristiano, I can participate in more events if that's what you're worried about. I'll do anything for you to choose me Leo. Just tell what I need to change." The look he gave me left me shocked.
"Ney, I love you and you know that, but it's not the love you're looking for. I can't change who I'm attracted to, it's more than just his looks and fame. I'll always be here for you, but not in the way you need right now." I tried my best to make it sound positive.
"Does my personality suck? Is that it? Stupid Neymar." He took his head in his hands and hit himself a few times. The sound of his cries ripped through the locker room and startled me.
"No. Neymar, your personality is perfect! I love you just the way you are! I don't want you to change for me or anyone else. You're perfect just the way you are. I'm the one who is unworthy of you, but trust me, you'll find the perfect man someday. Keep looking." I pulled him in a hug and kissed the top of his head.
"Ok." It broke my heart to reject him, but it had to be done.
Cristiano and I are always compared to one another in everything we do. I didn't really like the idea of one being better than the other in everything, including parenting, but that's how the media got customers and revenue.
I decided to call Cristiano after seeing the latest slam from the local sports news paper. It mentioned something about me claiming Cristiano isn't even close to being as good a footballer as me. This however, is untrue.
Cristiano picked up on the second ring.
"Hello?" He sounded rather upset.
"Hey Cris, it's Leo. I'm calling about the latest article. I just wanted to say-"
"Save it Lionel. We both know that statement is false. I don't know why you'd say that but honestly I couldn't care less. Goodbye."
"Wait!" The line cut off before I could finish.
I groaned in frustration and threw the phone onto my bed. I decided to drive over to Cristiano's and sort this out. I didn't like the feeling I got when I hurt Cristiano.
When I arrived at his home, I walked straight in without knocking. If I knocked, he had the choice to ignore me, but if I let myself in, he'd have to listen to me.
"Cristiano!" I called and listened for his response.
All I got was silence , so I began up the stairs. I knew where Cristiano's bedroom was since I had been to one of his parties before. That's the first place I checked.
I nudged open his door and walked in when I saw the coast was clear. I didn't spot him in the bedroom, so I moved to the bathroom. I pushed open the door while calling out Cristiano's name. I didn't expect to find Cristiano in his bathtub, relaxing in the bubbles.
"What the hell Lionel!?" I could tell he was beyond surprised.
"Uhh, the front door was unlocked and I needed to talk to you, so..." I scratched the back of my head.
"This is technically trespassing, which last time I checked, was illegal. You're lucky I'm not in the mood to get up or you'd be in serious trouble."
I gulped and twiddled my fingers.
"I came over to talk about the article. I wanted you to know that I didn't say that! They changed my words! I told them that in some areas I'm a better footballer in my opinion but you also excelled past me in some things with football as well. I never said I was better than you by a large margin of whatever they wrote. I felt like I needed to clear that up with you. I'll be going now." I nodded to him and turned to leave.
"Wait." He called as I was about to close the door.
"You drove for over an hour with all the traffic just to make sure I wasn't hurt by a misunderstanding, the least I could do is allow you to stay the night. It's late, almost 11, you must be exhausted. Why don't you settle into my bed and I'll join you once I'm done here." I could feel the blush rising on my cheeks and I stuttered.
"I-I don't think-"
"Sorry, did I make it sound like you had a choice? Go now Lionel, or you'll be punished." I nodded quickly and left the bathroom.
Should I make a run for it before he gets out or just go with the flow? I mean, a night, in bed, with Cristiano! I don't want to pass it up but what if I'm reading too much into this?
I shook my head and walked to Cristiano's closet. I decided on wearing one of his large t-shirt from Ibiza and a pair of shorts, which were rather big on me. I then settled into his bed and pulled the covers over my small frame.
My eyes were closed and I was quickly drifting off to sleep, when the bathroom door opened and Cristiano came out.
The bed dipped next to me and the lights were turned off. My eyes grew wide in surprise when Cristiano's arm found its way around my waist. I was declared little spoon as soon as Cristiano settled down behind me. His warm breath ran down my neck and caused me to shiver.
Cristiano noticed and rolled me over to face him. His hand found the small of my back while the other held my cheek. I could barely make out Cristiano's face since the only light was the full moon outside, but I could tell he was watching me closely.
Our foreheads connected and our noses brushed across each other. I was a bit surprised when his warm lips pressed to mine, but I still kissed him back.
When we broke apart after a few minutes, I was breathless and red. Cristiano chuckled and pecked my lips once more before pulling me into his chest.
"Goodnight Lionel." He whispered.
I was a bit nervous for what the morning might hold, but I knew, whatever it was, I'd like it.
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It's a bit short but I'm still on vacation. Don't forget to make requests!