Crismes One Shots - Cristiano Ronaldo/James Rodriguez

I Won't Mind.

*** This song breaks my heart and if you listened to it or are listening to it, you can already expect an angsty fic. Italics/underlined are lyrics. Bold is flashback. Unbold is present.***

"Don't look around cause love is blind

And darling right now I can't see you

I'm feeling proud so without a doubt

I can feel you"

Cristiano stared at the TV screen, surrounded by a few of his closest friends and teammates. On the outside, he looked as interested in the game as everyone else. But on the inside, he was crushed. He didn't care who would win, nor who all the players were or what they were doing. He was only staring at one person and one person only. James.

"Cause we are who we are when no one's watching

And right from the start, you know I got you

Yeah you know I got you"

"Hey Cristiano," A voice caught the tall Portuguese man off-guard. He turned around probably a little too quickly and almost bumped into the smaller man. The guy smiled and Cristiano recognized him immediately. "I'm James Rodriguez." He stuck his hand out and his smile never went away. Cris shook his hand and realized he should say something.

"I know," he replied without hesitation, immediately mentally slapping himself. James laughed and raised a brow.

"I see, well..." His eyes slid down Cristiano's body and to where their hands were still joined. Cristiano did the same and blushed watching their hands slow down to a stop, so their hands were just joined. After a few more seconds, James gently slid his hand out of Cris' and pulled his hand back to run through his hair. "It's going to be a pleasure to play with you Cris, I'm a big fan." He looked up and Cristiano was still blushing bright red.

"I can't wait." Cristiano smiled and James grinned, without a second thought he leaned forward and kissed James cheek. The younger inhaled shakily and it was his turn to blush now. "Ciao."

James turned and watched as Cristiano strutted off with a new bounce to his step. He joined his other teammates and James was excited as he realized that these people were also his teammates. He was going to be playing on the field with the guy he's had a huge crush on for the last couple years.

"I won't mind

Even though I know you'll never be mine

I won't mind

Even though I know you'll never be mine"

Cristiano was crying, actually not crying but sobbing. His back was shaking and his room was destroyed. He threw everything in his sight, from vases to paintings to even some of his trophies. His back was to the wall, his knees drawn up to his chest, and his head in his hands. Tears slid down his cheeks and his lungs burned with his overexertion of them. He was crying for so long and so hard that he was beginning to get scared. He could feel an oncoming anxiety attack coming on, or worse a heart attack. His chest hurt and ached, and his head was already throbbing.

He didn't hear the voice at first, nor the touches but after a while he recognized who those touches and panicked words belonged to. James. His boyfriend. No, not his boyfriend. His managers made that very clear earlier. James could never be his, this realization made him even more devastated.

"Cristiano? What's wrong, come on baby please." James was terrified, his hands were shaking as he tried to pry Cristiano's hands away from his face. He eventually managed to pull his hands away and then Cristiano launched himself towards the Columbian. James grabbed him and held him as Cris began to babble incoherently.