⚽️Footballer Imagines ⚽️

Paulo Dybala

6. Him trying to see his presents

You couldn't never get annoyed with Paulo. How he looked at you with those puppy eyes, however now he was getting on your nerves a tiny bit.

You had specifically told him you were doing something and he wasn't allowed to come in, but Paulo being himself, kept trying to peep through the door, which ended up you closing the door in his face.

But he didn't leave, he just kept coming back.

"Paulo, please, I'll be with you soon just stay out," You begged, pushing him out of the room.

"But-"

"No buts, get out!" You laughed, shutting the door.

Paulo didn't come back for a bit, but the temptation to see what you had got him was becoming unbearable, especially as he heard you cutting away at the wrapping paper.

He tried to do anything to stop himself from entering the room, but he just couldn't and was soon knocking on your door.

"Paulo not now! I'm almost done!" You shouted, continuing with your work.

"But I want cuddlessss," He moaned, tapping the door lightly.

You huffed, what a baby.

"Paulo, if I don't do it now I'll have to do it whilst your sleeping, so you'll miss out on cuddles then," You told him, and he soon rushed from the door, finding other things to do.

"Maybe I can watch a film," He told himself.

No, he wanted to do that with you.

"Or read a book."

No, he didn't want to do that either.

"Maybe I should just play football," He decided, picking up his ball and going into the garden.

You watched from the window, laughing to yourself as he found it so hard to not be with you and how he wanted to know everything that you've brought him.

"My baby," You muttered, rushing to the door as you heard him knock again, but this time you were ready to spend time with your Paulo.