Haven't met you yet

10. No space left between

Hi guys! So this chapter has sexual content, so we ask for discretion.

Anyways, hope you have a lovely reading and a fantastic week. :)

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Messi's POV

*9pm at Rio de Janeiro, Brazil*

Everything was colorful and everyone seemed to be happy and having a good time, no one was quiet. Everyone danced to the rhythm of the music, even us. Ney was grinding against me under the moonlight and we were surrounded by dancers, nobody caring about who we were. The music got us all sweaty and soon our breathing started to hitch, Rafa passed me Davi who fell lazily on my shoulder. His blonde curls tickled my neck. Ney saw him and messed his hair.

''Sleepy, huh?''

''Yeah, I'll take him home'' Rafa spoke. ''You two stay here, seems you're having a great time'' She took him and they waved at us saying goodbye.

Neymar wasn't a really good dancer, but neither was I. Our bodies were moving in perfect sync, I could see true happiness in his eyes. I felt his hand take place softly on my nape and I hoped hard he didn't notice my hairs bristling. I bit my lip and placed my hands on his hips controlling his movements, steading him. He leaned closer making our foreheads touch.

''I'm so happy right now, Lio'' He gave me a little peck on the lips, making me shiver.

''I love being here with you'' Another peck.

''Everything feels right'' peck.

He tasted like mint and his lips were soft and meaty. I doubted if any of the things Rafa had told me would ever be brought in conversation. I always had thought he was cute, and the way he whimpered against me confirmed it but my mind kept drifting to how hard it must had been for him to face his father alone. I had to be his support, his new life, the person making out with him in a sea of people. His warm breath hit my wet lips; ''can I take you somewhere?'' I nodded giving him a peck on the lips and let him pull me along with him through the mass of people. We walked hand in hand together til we reached an empty beach. The moon was reflecting on the sea and made everything look brighter.

We laid down together looking at the stars. He caressed my hand with his thumb.

''I really miss being in Brazil all the time, but I think going to Spain was a great thing''

''Well, you met me'' I looked at him, he was still looking at the sky but he was smiling now.

''Yeah... I think you were the best'' He turned to look at me still smiling. ''I had a lot of trouble when I was here. I didn't have the best of times, but it's in the past now''

''What sort of problems?'' I looked at him with a faked confused look in my face wanting him to tell me the story I already knew.

''I know Rafa told you, I know her so well that I know whenever she tells someone something, but... I also want you to hear it from me''

''Alright'' I squeezed his hand hard and waited for him. Seeing that he wasn't starting to speak I rolled closer to him and spoke into his ear. ''I'm here for you'' he smiled, closing his eyes. Neymar swallowed.

''Kind of fucked up when you hear that for the first time, to be honest. Dad beat me up and I could only run to my coach's house, that's what happened after Carolina came to my house yelling I was gay. I'm not even gay''

''Y-you're not?''

''No, but I love you. And Marc's kinda hot...'' He heard me huffing and loosened up. ''Hey, I'm joking. I just... Don't feel one hundred percent like it, y'know?''