Close to You ➳ Antoine Griezmann

Chapter 12 ♔

♔ Marisa's POV ♔

I woke up, stretching my arms in the air with a yawn. The weather looked good today, again some sunshine. Today Cris had training for an upcoming match he was going on about so I wanted to make sure I went with him. 

As I go to turn to my left, I notice a sleeping Ramos in my bed. My bed! I jump out of bed and shriek.

"Woah what the fuck." He jumps, looking shocked.

"What the hell are you-doesn't matter. Oh my god, if Cris see's you here, i'll be screwed!" I snap at him, worrying.

"What? He knows I was staying over. So come here" He says, pulling my arm, as I fall on top of him.

"what are you doing?" I laugh trying to get off him but he wrapped his arms around me.

"Nothing, just cuddling. This is the Ramos cuddle" He whispers as he kisses my cheek.

"Okay seriously, I need to get up befo-" I was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Aunt Marisa!" little Cris shouts.

"Uh, coming! Hold on little Cris!" I shout, getting out of bed and removing myself from Sergio.

I quickly ran over to the door and opened it ever so slightly where I could see little Cris's face. I turn around to look behind me and saw Ramos running into my bathroom. Then I finally opened the door.

"Good morning sunshine" I say, smiling at little Cris as I wrapped my arms around his ever so tiny body and hugged him.

"Morning. Papa asks if you're ready" He replies with a giggle.

"Tell Papa, I'll be down soon. I need to find something to wear!" I laugh, shaking little Cris's hair.

"What is he doing here?" little Cris whispers to me.

What was he going on about? I look around to see Ramos walk out of the bathroom. I slap my forehead.

"Hi little Cris" He smiles, as he walks over to little Cris and pats him on the head.

"Hello. Okay, i'm leaving now!" little Cris exclaims before he runs out of the door.

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After I was all ready, I flung on my leather jacket and put my shades on my head. 

"Would you look at that body" Sergio smiles to himself.

"Hahaha stop okay" I laugh to myself.

"Shall we go?" I ask, grabbing my phone from my bed.

"Of course sweetheart." Sergio smiles, as he grabs me from behind with his arms around me waist.

"Okay seriously Ramos. Not now! We have to go and you're getting all touchy" I laugh trying to escape from him.

"Ramos?" He questions, looking rather confused.

"Yes Ramos. I'll call you that if you don't let go" I mutter.