Be Mine ~ A Neymar Jr. Fanfiction

Chapter 8

"So baby, I decided to throw a party tomorrow night. I was planning on inviting the team," Neymar announced happily, giving you a good morning kiss on the lips.

"That's a great idea, babe! But what about Oscar..." You trailed off, remembering the details of last nights makeout session and the fist fight that had gone on between Neymar and Oscar only moments after.

"He'll come too, of course. It would be rude not to invite him. I'll just be absolutely sure he keeps his lips away from you. You're mine," Neymar said rather sexily, smirking. You laughed and swatted his arm.

"Thanks hon, for protecting me," You said, gazing into his deep brown eyes. Neymar wrapped his arm around you, drawing you in close to him. Then, being absolutely adorable, he kissed your forehead. You blushed and snuggled in closer to him, his body warm against yours.

"I love you," You whispered, closing your eyes.

"I love you too, but we need to get up. We have things to do and children to feed," Neymar teased, poking you gently. You jolted awake, laughing. You were only planning on going back to sleep for a few more minutes, but Davi was probably starving and Neymar needed your help in the kitchen.

"Alright, alright. We'll go make him his favorite chocolate chip pancakes," You said, sighing and rolling your eyes. Neymar laughed and rolled out of bed, stretching his arms to the ceiling. His hair was stuck up in places it wasn't supposed to be which made him look so cute and innocent. But, you could also see his abs since he slept shirtless. What a babe he was.

"Hey, I have an idea!" Ney said, laughing and walking over to your side of the bed. You took a deep breath thinking, oh god.

"I'll give you a piggy back ride! Like I do with Davi," He turned around and pointed to his back, laughing. You shook your head and playfully pushed him away.

"You're gonna drop me!" You said, giggling.

"I am not! You know how strong I am," He said, smirking and flexing his muscles. Inside you were drooling, but you couldn't let him know that.

"Actually, I'm stronger than you," You teased, blowing a kiss.

"Oh really?" Neymar said, running over to you and tackling you onto the bed. He tickled you until you were begging him to stop, screaming with laughter.

"See! I am stronger," He teased, grabbing you and kissing you forcefully.

"Woah, boy, save it for later," You said, laughing but kissing him back.

"Alright, let's go get some breakfast," He said, smiling. This time you hopped onto his back and he carried you down the stairs and into the kitchen, careful not to let you hit anything. Time to make breakfast for the boyfriend and the kid, your favorite meal of the day.