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Neymar paced the locker room as the news replayed in his head over and over like an old record. Leo is getting surgery. His Leo; Neymar's Leo, had to get surgery. It wasn't necessarily a 'dangerous' surgery, but every surgery had the chance of death, and that's what Neymar feared most... Leo's death.
"Neymar, calm down. It's a simple procedure. It'll only take a few hours and Leo will be as good as new." Gerard spoke out as the rest of the group tried to swallow the sudden news along with Neymar himself.
"That's what they always say! What will they say about this 'simple' procedure if it turns bad? 'Oh, you knew there could potentially be complications.' NO!" Neymar punched the locker and cleared his forehead of the sweat build up.
"Ney, I'll be fine. You can all wait for me and you'll be the first to see me when I wake up." Neymar knew Leo's intentions; he was trying to comfort him, but Neymar still couldn't accept the upcoming events.
"Leo, what if something goes wrong and I never see you wake up? I can't..." Neymar sighed tiredly and collapsed onto the bench beside Luis.
"Hey, I'll be fine. I promise." Leo smiled softly and placed his hand on Neymar's shoulder.
"Ney, maybe you should go home and get some rest. You're looking a little pale. I know this is a lot to take in, so please go rest." Enrique ushered Neymar off the bench and out the door.
Neymar wiped the sweat from his forehead again and groaned at the pain he'd been feeling in his groin. His body shivered as his cold sweat refused to ease.
"Man, Leo's really stressing me out with this surgery shit." Neymar grumbled.
His arrival at home was quick and he found himself rushing to the bathroom in a need to relive himself of all the shit he had to deal with all morning, quite literally.
The bathroom door was shut for more than half an hour, but Neymar seemed to be struggling. He decided to take some MiraLAX and sleep on it.
When he woke the next morning, his stomach only hurt worse. It was the day of the surgery for Leo, and Neymar didn't know how long they'd keep him, so he packed an overnight bag and a few snacks.
Neymar pushed himself off the wall he found his body leaning on as he panted out of breath.
"This is too much stress..." He sighed and walked out of the house and loaded up into his car.
Leo had texted to let him know he'd left his house, which was three blocks from Neymar's, and that he'd be at the hospital in 20 minutes. He also told Neymar he'd wait for him in the parking lot.
Neymar replied with a simple 'Sounds good' before pulling out of his drive.
When Leo entered his sights, Neymar found his pace quickening and he couldn't hold himself back from running to Leo and wrapping him in his embrace.
"Nice to see you too Ney..." He chuckled and pulled back slightly to see Neymar's face.
"Ney? Why are you sweating?"
"I'm just nervous..." He scratched the back of his head feeling awkward and embarrassed, then again, he's already made a fool of himself by hugging Leo eagerly...
"Neymar! Don't stress yourself over this simple surgery!" Neymar shook his head, not convinced at all.
"An 'Inguinal Hernia Repair' does not sound simple Leo..."
Leo's hand found a resting place on Ney's face and patted his cheek twice.
"It is. I promise. If it wasn't, you'd see my parents pacing themselves somewhere around here." He smiled widely and pulled Neymar along with him to check in.
Most of the team began to filter in as well to wait for Leo to be done. The support brought a smile to Leo's face as he sat and waited.
"Lionel Messi?" A doctor stood at the swinging doors with a clipboard. She wore black rimmed glasses and her blonde hair was held high up in a messy bun. Her face was caked in makeup and she walked like her shit didn't stink. Neymar immediately began to panic.
"Dani, she doesn't look like a doctor. What if she operates and kills him!? Oh god! Leo I love you! Please come back!"
Dani gripped Neymar and pulled him into his seat, placing his hand over Ney's mouth as Leo turned back to see what was happening.
"Go ahead Leo! We'll be here!" Dani sent him on his way, and Leo left through the doors, but not before waving to everyone.
"Oh god she's going to kill him." Ney sat frozen in his seat as Dani's grip loosened.
"Neymar, that was the nurse. She won't even be taking care of Leo, just putting him in his room and discharging him later. Leo picked out his own team of nurses. He's royalty remember." Dani chuckled as Neymar breathed out a sigh of relief.
"Oh thank God!" He slouched in his seat and laid his head back against the wall.
"Geez Neymar, you really worked yourself up over this huh?"
"What do you mean?" Neymar breathed out.
"You're sweating up a storm and you look white." Neymar scoffed.
"What do you mean I look 'white'?" Neymar protested.
"Neymar, you're dark..." Neymar rolled his eyes.
"Yeah no shit Sherlock! I mean that I can't look white when I'm this dark! You're exaggerating so badly." He chuckled breathlessly.
"Ney, are you alright?" Dani asked concerned.
"Yeah... I'm fine..." Neymar's eyes closed and his breathing was erratic.
"Neymar?" Dani sounded concerned and the team began to stir and assess the situation.
"Neymar." Dani called firmly.
"What?" Neymar sat up.
"You're really not looking good kid." Iniesta called over from his seat.
"Guys, I'm fine. Seriously. Stop worrying about me. It's Leo who's laying open on a table right now, not me." Neymar stood up and trudged towards the vending machine. His legs dragged heavily behind him and his shoulder slouched towards the floor. He swayed slightly before collapsing to the ground.
"Neymar!" Dani and Gerard were by his side within seconds.
"Hey! Can we get some help over here!" A nurse hustled over with a gurney and Gerard hoisted Neymar up onto the bed.
"What's going on?" The nurse questioned while checking Neymar's vitals.
"I don't know. He just collapsed. He's been sweating profusely and he's really pale." Dani spoke quickly.
"What's his name?" She asked.
"Neymar. Neymar Santos." Dani answered.
"Okay, Neymar. Hey. Can you tell me what's wrong? Neymar." She spoke loudly but Neymar just mumbled and lulled his head to the side.
Dani halted at the swinging doors as she took Neymar through them while shouting orders at a fellow nurse.
"Well Shit." Dani said in disbelief.
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