COMPLETED | He wasn't looking for anyone in particular; just a body to lay next to him that night.
She was a traveler, exploring the city of Munich with her sister and cousin, and by chance, meets a handsome footballer.
Leon Goretzka and Emilia Sch...
One day.One day until Leon would have to leave for Austria, where Schalke was holding their pre-season training camp. He was excited to see his teammates again and was looking forward to the upcoming season, but really didn't want to say goodbye to his girl.
The past week for Leon had been peaceful. He had spent it getting to know Emilia's family, accompanied her on a shopping trip for supplies for the school year, and assembled the bookshelf she had bought for her classroom - he was quite proud of himself for accomplishing that task on his own.
His favorite part however was spending all his time with Emilia. They were planning on going on one last date today before Leon had to start packing later that night, but Emilia wouldn't tell him what it would entail.
It was then that he began to feel Emi start to stir in his arms. It was early Saturday morning, and Leon had been watching Emilia sleep for the past fifteen minutes. He knew it would seem creepy to others, but not to him. It would be a few months before he would be able to see his girlfriend like this, and he wanted to remember it vividly.
"Morning, my beauty," Leon pressed a lingering kiss to Emilia's forehead as she began to open her eyes.
She peered up at him, admiring how handsome he was. Reaching her hand up to his chin, she ran her fingers against the stubble sculpting his face. "I need to shave," He breathed lightly, savoring the touch of her fingers dancing along his skin.
"I like it," Emilia murmured as Leon nuzzled his face against her neck. She giggled as the sensation tickled her skin.
"Yeah, you like that Em?" Leon teased, laying back into his prior spot moments later.
She nodded and was about to speak, but yawned instead. Leon's lust-ridden eyes glimmered as he gawked at Emilia who was stretching her arms above her head. The black and white oversized t-shirt adorning her body skidded above her hips, and Leon had to advert his eyes as her red, lace panties were clearly visible to him.
They hadn't really done anything sexual except kissing, but goddamn, Leon wanted her so badly. He didn't want to push Emi though, but she was extremely tempting. She was like the forbidden tree in the Garden of Eden and Emi was an apple that Leon would give anything just to have a taste.
"What are we doing today, Em?" He questioned her as she wrapped her arms around him.
"You'll see," She winked, standing up from her bed. "You gotta get up though, big boy. Dress casual - you don't want to stick out for what we're doing today," Emi winked at him before skipping into the bathroom.
Leon decided on a red plaid flannel with green detailing over a white sweatshirt. He paired it with black sweatpants and white shoes - Leon thought his outfit was clean as fuck.
Digging around his bag, he pulled out a razor and saw Emilia pout in the bathroom mirror as he began shaving his face.
"We kind of match," She chuckled, sitting on the bathroom counter. Leon paused shaving for a moment, glancing at Emilia's outfit. A black and red shirt was tucked into ripped, black skinny jeans, and a black baseball cap sat on her head.
"I'm going to wear my snapback so we match," He kissed her lips, but noticed shaving cream on his girlfriends chin as he pulled away. "Oops."
"It was worth it I suppose," Emilia shrugged, sauntering out of the bathroom. Leon finished the one patch he had left, and followed the redhead into the kitchen.
"Want some coffee?" She asked him before pouring hot chocolate into a cup for herself. Most teachers she knew relied heavily on coffee for a caffeine kick, but Emilia didn't need one. Educating the minds of the future was enough to get her out of bed every morning; it was the best motivation.
Leon nodded, and Emi put on a pot of fresh coffee for her boyfriend. She sat at her small, wooden dinner table across from Leon. Emilia was so busy staring down at her drink that she didn't even notice Leon take a picture of her until she heard the shutter noise coming from his phone.
"Hey!" She reached over the table trying to take his phone away from him.
"What? You look cute," The 6'2 footballer grinned at her. A few seconds later he faced his phone towards her. "Look, it's my lock screen because I like it so much."
Sure enough, the photog Leon Goretzka had replaced the photo of the two of them standing in front of Allianz Arena with his most recent taken photo.
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"Shoot, I think I forgot my wallet in the car," Leon announced as he poured his coffee into a thermal cup. "I'll be right back, baby."
He exited the apartment just as Emi received a phone call. "We're here," the voice on the other end of the line spoke. "We saw Leon come out of the building just as we arrived, so we'll wait until he's back with you before we come up."
"Sounds good," Emilia said before ending the call. She scrolled through her Instagram, pausing on a certain picture that Leon seemed to take in the elevator down the hall.
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Biting her lip, she stared at the picture. She genuinely didn't know what in the hell the caption said, but damn, did Leon look good. Emi knew that she said it a lot, but her boyfriend was seriously gorgeous. Like-drop-those-pants-every-time-you-see-him gorgeous. Just seeing his picture made Emilia feel some type of way.
"What are you staring so intensely at?" Leon threw her keys back on the kitchen counter as he re-entered the apartment. He sat down next to her, laughing when he saw what she was looking at.
"You just had to take a picture of yourself, didn't you?" Emilia teased. "You must really be feeling yourself, huh?"
"I'm always feeling myself, baby. I mean it's hard not to when I have a woman like you by my side," He leaned in for a kiss, and just as their lips were about to connect, someone knocked on Emilia's apartment door.
"Just ignore it," Leon brushed his lips against hers lightly. She seriously thought about it, but pushed his shoulders back. Emi knew that their guests wouldn't be happy about waiting when she specifically asked them to fly there to hang out with her and Leon.
Emilia twisted the door handle just as the two people on the other side shouted, "Surprise!"
