Double Trouble // Neymar Jr //

..Thirty-Seven-Tape..

"Whoever harps on a matter separates best friends."

-Proverbs 17:9

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I opened the door, fixing my hair quickly, and Neymar stepped in. I was tired, and sort of sore from last night's match, but I needed to act nonchalant right now. Neymar smiled at me, hugging me and giving me a kiss. A first in a while. He pulled back, and showed me the FIFA disc, I could smell it's plastic smell.

"How are you?" I asked him, inspecting his face. "I missed you last night." Not being able to go approach him last night was hard, I really wanted to hug him or something to make up for lack of affection from him.

I let him walk in after me, and he took a few steps back. Must have been all the boxes and stuff of mine laid out. "I missed you too baby." now that's who I knew, not a tense and guilty Neymar. "Are you moving or something?" he looked at me.

I actually was.

"Yes I am, I'm going to move somewhere permanent in Barça." Andrew had convinced me that the penthouse was no longer worth all the euros per night, and that I made our pai pay over 50,000 euros for it. Although he just didn't know where it was coming from. "But, there's another thing, I haven't found the place but I promised Maria I'd be out by next week or sooner."

I couldn't move in with Andrew, since we clash a lot, and I really didn't trust him as I have grown to. And living with Neymar was out of the question, especially with me going to practice and talking to Andrew. So Andrew found somebody I could live with until I found somewhere to formally live.

"Who are you going to stay with?" Neymar asked me, holding my hand in his. He was wearing sweats and a hoodie, perfect wear for a rainy day. "I can have you stay at my place until-"

"No, it's fine meu amor. I actually know who I'm staying with." I declined nicely, and it was a little too early for me to even think about having Neymar sleep over, nevertheless live in his mansion. Although seeing Davi and him every day would make me smile.

"Oh, who?" he sat on the couch after almost falling over a box.

"I'm going to stay with Leo." I said shyly, and he looked up at me.

"Really? Did he actually agree to that?" he asked. His urgent tone made me jump back a little.

"Yes, and actually, you and I need to talk about what made you so guilty!" I stalked towards him. "Do I have to ask you nicely, or tickle it out of you?" I made him flinch and he started to laugh.

"That's cliché but no I wouldn't mind you touching me-" he cleared his throat, "tickling me, I mean." the sound of the gloomy rain was a constrast to the playful mood in the room. "I'll tell you about it, just let me help you pack."

"Thought we were gonna play FIFA." I kicked his shoes subtly, and he just smiled at me.

"After we start packing," I packed all the boy stuff first, so it was fine, "how was work?" I sat down next to him.

"Upsetting." I said honestly. "How was the match?"

"It was- a match." he shrugged. "Did you catch it on tv?" he put his arm around me while using his phone.

"Oh I saw it." I leaned into his shoulder, smelling a weird but delightful smell.

"Just texted Leo, and he said that he wants you to leave to his house as soon as possible." Neymar put his hand on my head while saying that. "Play some music cause you and I got a lot of clothes to pack." he stood up, pulling me up by mine. "Let's pack quickly and then you can kick my butt in La Decima."