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4socer · 1 year
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Messi boys
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elnathhhhh · 2 years
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PSG- the average almost 30yo kindergarten.
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psgmisquotes · 1 year
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Presnel Kimpembe: There is three ways to do things in UCL; the right way, the wrong way and the PSG way!
Christophe Galtier: Isn't that thw wrong way?
Marquinhos: Yeah, but faster!
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barcastat · 1 year
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Leo Messi (35) v Mbappé (24)
2022/23 stats for Club and Country.
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futzilka · 5 months
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lovefks · 1 year
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ᥫ᭡Kisses.ᐟ [Neymar x reader]
ᥫ᭡ summary cuddles and kisses is what you love being woken up for
ᥫ᭡ pairing neymar jr x reader
ᥫ᭡ warning nothing but
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Being woken up is trash, especially when it’s weekend. But there is only one condition you allow to be woken up to; morning kisses.
You could feel his soft lips on yours, your lips between his. You just love that feeling. You tried to speak, but only a little squeak came out as you still felt his lips on yours. „Ney…” you murmured softly. This made him grab your hip and pull you even closer. You mumbled his name again „mhm“ he mumbled back while still kissing you.
You tried to answer, but soon his lips landed on your cheek, nibbling on it softly. „Ney… what are you doing“ you said while giggling softly. You loved every second of it and Neymar knew it. „Yes Meu anjo?“ he said while his voice got blocked by your cheek. He moved to your lips again, while you stroke his hair softly, letting out small, soft giggles. „you are so cute, you know that?“ you tried to say, but it as just a non understandable sentence.
He stoped kissing you and you both looked your eyes; he has the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen…
He began to shift and cuddled his head into your neck. „thank you y/n. Você é a pessoa mais bonita do mundo“ he mumbled into your neck. Oops you thought, I just said that out loud (You are the most prettiest person in the world)
These are the moments you never thought would become reality. The moments you had only dreamed about, but when you met Neymar, he made those dreams become reality without knowing that what he does, is exactly what you want,
Him cuddling into you with his lips softly kissing you, with your hands around him; these moments…
…These moments where the ones who were worth it being woken up
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ne0nic0ns · 8 months
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Messi played with every generation. ✨ (x)
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cherryxcadbury · 1 year
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OK HERE'S YOUR NEY REQUEST:
You know that drake song "childs play"? In the intro of the song a guy says something along the lines of "if your girl asks you to go to a nba game.. she is probably fcking some guy on that team". My idea for you: how would ney react to you asking him to acompany you to a man city game? Idk maybe mix in some sweet jealousy and him being excited when haaland loses?
Love ya take care xoxo
love love love you xx
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I used to not understand anyone’s attraction to Neymar, bc he’s a bit older than me. but now, I get it, I really do.
2nd person pov
“Look what I got!” You smirked as you walked into the sitting room where your boyfriend, Neymar was lying on the couch, scrolling through his phone.
He quirked an eyebrow at you.
You flashed him two tickets, Manchester City vs. Arsenal.
“Come with me to the Man City game! They’re going to be playing in London, Emirates Stadium.” You begged.
Neymar sat up, his phone barely hanging onto the sofa.
“Why do you want to go watch this game? It’s just a regular premier league match.” Neymar questioned.
You rolled your eyes at his question.
“It’s going to be such a good match. Arteta, Jesus, and Zinchenko against their old team! And I finally get to see Haaland live!”
Neymar narrowed his eyes at the last part of your sentence.
“Haaland eh?”
You nodded enthusiastically, “He’s so good! Honestly better than Mbappe.”
Neymar furiously shook his head, “There is no youngster better than Kylian.”
You had to stop from laughing. It was clear he was a bit jealous.
“Whatever. So you coming? Or are you too jealous?”
His eyes bulged out of his sockets.
“I’m not jealous.”
You rolled your eyes at his clear lie before he pulled you to sit on the couch with him. He cupped your face, and kissed you deeply.
You pulled away at a loss for words, while he pulled away with a smirk.
“Still want to go to that match? We can just stay here you know…” He suggested.
It was your turn to smirk now.
“Of course! I spent a fortune on those tickets. Come on!” You had decided. ***
“Right here.” You gestured to a set of two seats in the fourth row.
Despite your wishes to wear a kit from one of the teams playing, your boyfriend had convinced you to wear one of his many Brazil hoodies. You wore a gray set of leggings underneath, paired with the viral ugg booties. Neymar on the other hand, wore a plain white hoodie with some branding, and tight black jeans with slight rips in them. He of course paired this with a baseball cap and some trendy Jordans.
Once a fashion icon, always a fashion icon.
You both sat down into your seats and got comfortable. The match was just about to start.
“I’m thirsty.” You whispered to Neymar, signaling for the bottle of water in his hand.
“Thirsty?” He smirked.
“Why didn’t you say so earlier we could’ve just stayed home in Paris an…” He began to say.
You slapped his leg and shot him a look, “Get your head out of the gutter idiot.”
“How am I supposed to when you’re sitting there looking like that in my sweatshirt?”
You rolled your eyes at his lack of self control.
Within a few minutes, the match had begun. Manchester City was very clearly dominating, as expected. Haaland had several chances courtesy De Bruyne but had been unlucky thus far.
Neymar had told you he’d be rooting for Arsenal. This was a bit strange to you because he’d never been an Arsenal supporter in the slightest. He claimed it was because Arsenal had a more overwhelming number of Brazilian players than Man City so he needed to support “his boys.” To you however, it just didn’t add up.
He was enjoying the game though. When Arsenal went up 1-0, thanks to a Jesus goal, his grin became wider. Neymar would constantly look over at you to see what you were thinking, what you were feeling.
Things changed however in the 86th minute, when Man City scored on a Haaland goal. Like many other away fans, the terrific strike brought you to your feet and you cheered as loud as possible, much to Neymar’s disappointment. You’d figured he was a bit jealous. And if he wanted to play this game, so be it.
“COME ON!” Cheers were heard all around you.
Neymar face curled up into a scowl as he watched you clap for Haaland’s goal. Once you finally sat back down, his arm was again around your waist, trying to bring you as close as possible to him. Your head rested on his shoulder while his head rested on yours.
“City’s gonna win.” You whispered to him.
“Not if my boys have a say in it.” He mumbled back, kissing your cheek.
You turned to face him and stuck your tongue out at his smug look.
Truth be told, on the inside, he was praying Arsenal didn’t lose. He couldn’t bear watch you cheer for City again.
In the 89th minute, his wish came true. City defender Nathan Ake was unable to track back fast enough, and was so match for Bukayo Saka who received the ball and banged it in the net.
Your mouth had fallen open, and Neymar had gone to his feet, cheering as loud as possible.
He looked down at you in your seat and shot you a wide smirk while you gave him a pissed look. He sat back down and grabbed your chin before kissing you again. The stadiums cameras had been able to find you two meanwhile.
After pulling away, you and Neymar had realised you were on the cameras (pretend they do this at the Emirates, idk if they do). You looked down and blushed while Neymar shot a wink at the camera. Eventually, the cameras found someone else to bother and the match ended, with Arsenal winning. Neymar had a smug look on his face when you two were leaving the stadium.
“Just say it.” You sighed.
“Haaland was kind of invisible today, don’t you think?” He smirked.
“He still scored Ney.”
“Yeah but they lost.”
You shrugged your shoulders, “He’s still a star.”
Neymar furrowed his brow, “And me?”
His jealousy was insane.
You turned to face him, and wrapped your arms around his neck.
“You’ll always be my superstar.”
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as a spurs supporter, writing abt an arsenal win was quite painful.
as a side note, thank u sm for ur requests! I’m writing them based on which ones I’m feeling! but at some point, they’ll all be done.
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foot-tea · 3 months
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How do male footballers have such clean looking legs ?? Like their legs and also armpits (do not judge me) legit look smoother and more even toned than me a literal girl ?? How ?? What is their jujutsu or black magic?? Ruben always has hair free legs, arms and chest. Do they wax or laser it off ?? As a hairy girlie I NEED TO KNOW !!
Case in point -
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worldcupwinner · 9 months
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lionel messi's first goals for barcelona, paris saint germain, and inter miami.
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4socer · 1 year
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Neymar jr. and Bruna are expecting their first child together 🎉🔜👶🏻🍼
Pic: Bruna Biancardi
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elnathhhhh · 2 years
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WTF kyky STAYED
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psgmisquotes · 7 months
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Local Team Supporter reaches First of Dozen of Breaking Points to Come
- Thebonion headline about us PSG supporters probably PSG1- Newcastle 4 [04/10/2023]
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findingnemosworld · 6 months
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𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 - 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐤 𝐬𝐳𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐬𝐳𝐥𝐚𝐢 𝐟𝐭. 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐨 𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨
・𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬
( 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 )
𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.
𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐤 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐬, 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲!!!
( 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 )
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( i mean ... )
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( i love you, but it had to happen )
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𝐉𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝟑𝐫𝐝, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑
It's never facile to walk away from a club you've considered your home, especially for nine years yet Marco knew he had made the right decision - things had shifted in terms of his position; he knew that he won't be getting anywhere if he were to renew his contract, that's why tonight he was present for his farewell ceremony, surrounded by his family, his now former teammates who'd become akin to brothers and of course, his girlfriend who'd taken it upon herself to be present in the midst of her hectic schedule as Liverpool's head photographer.
He had gotten through most of the photos whilst she stood at the sidelines, admiring him, her eyes shining with pure pride - suddenly, she was approached by his older brother Igor who said, " You know he wouldn't have made it through all of this if it wasn't for you! "
His words elicited a smile from her, she retorts " Now we both know that he's talented, that alone is a big deal "
Igor chuckles, " But it's his love for you that kept him going, Papá and I could see it "
She looks down, her face flaming with warmth from his words - the fact that she was fortunate to have witnessed Marco's growth from the ripe age of six until now has been impressive, even more so that their love had blossomed along the way, " I love him too Igor, it's sad that he left the way he did because I know deep down just how much he wanted to say "
" I know that too, but it's for the best - whatever he chooses will be a new challenge and a chance for him to prove himself " Igor nods.
Suddenly a wave of silence camped between them before she piped up and asked him, " Did he tell you? which club he's deciding on? "
She was well aware of the fact that several clubs had sent out feelers, Liverpool included; while she didn't pressure him, she had subtly hinted that it would be nice if he joined the reds, that way the pair would no longer be separated by distance.
Igor shakes his head, " He didn't, he said that he'll be taking this time to decide, but I'm sure he'll chose the proper direction "
She lets out a soft breath, smiling at him. " I hope so "
Suddenly, they were approached by Marco who asked. " What're you talking about? "
Igor grins, patting his brother's back. " Nothing important .. you two enjoy yourselves "
Marco shakes his head then chuckles before turning to her, " I was thinking ... "
" Of? " She said, smiling.
" You have three days before you're back to work, right? " He asks.
She nods, " yes, three more days "
" How about we make good use of those days hm? a nice weekend getaway? " He suggests, pressing soft kisses on her cheek.
She beams at the suggestion, " that's a perfect idea, I love it "
He swiftly wraps her in his embrace, resting his forehead on hers. " I love you amor, I'm grateful for all the support you've given me this entire time "
" Marco, I love you so much and I'm proud of everything you've done in your career " She said, with a shaky voice. " No matter where you go I'll support you "
He smiles, " speaking of which ... " he interlocks their hands together, " Remember how you always said that, you wanted to see me play for Liverpool? "
Her heart thuds, eyes growing wide. " Yeah? "
" Well ... I've still not decided but my heart is, it's leaning there " He said with a soft tone.
She covers her mouth in complete shock, " Really? "
Marco nods, cradling her face in his hands. " I know how much you love working there; how much your career has grown there, I know that things haven't been easy for us, but I want to make this work, I want us to succeed together "
Her eyes brim with tears threatening to fall, " You mean that? " she whispers.
He pressed his lips entirely over hers before replying, " I do, I promise you that I'm in this for the long run amor "
As emotional and lovely this moment was, she should have known that things would change drastically in a matter of days, that a 'promise' is never eternal, no matter how hard a person tries, she felt on cloud nine, the pair spent their final days between strolling through Mallorca to spending their nights in each other's arms; upon her return to Liverpool, a sense of dread loomed over, the kind of sensation she wished she had listened to.
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𝐉𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝟔𝐭𝐡, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑
𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐍𝐄𝐖𝐒: 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐨 𝐀𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧'𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔.
The bold lettering mockingly stares at her as she rereads it over and over, convinced that this is a fever dream; that the promise he made was still intact, the the person who'd written this article had gotten their sources wrong, yet she checked Fabrizio's social media and indeed, it was official - Marco had traveled to Paris, he'd chosen to join a club infamous for it's less than stellar practices concealed within.
She watched as her phone was bombarded with messages, some from family, friends with a few from her two closest friends, Andrew and Trent whom were aware of her relationship and had reached out to see if she was ok, she'd ignored most of the messages - opting to only respond to her family's messages, assuring them that she was completely fine despite her obvious distorted state, she looked at the article again, coming across a quote taken from his interview.
' 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞, 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝, 𝐏𝐒𝐆 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐛 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 '
I and my, the usage of such pronouns was all the affirmation she needed to know that she was no longer part of his future - furiously, she grabs her phone, scrolling through the contacts until she found his, pressing the message button.
𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐮𝐩, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞, 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐢𝐭! 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐲, 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞, 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐮𝐬. 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐝 𝐰𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧.
Just then, the sound of her doorbell caused her to look up in confusion; she wasn't expecting a visitor at this time, dejected, she stood up from the couch, walking towards the front door - she tiptoed to look through the peephole, finding both Andrew and Trent standing on the other side, she tentatively opened the door to meet the concerned faces of her friends. " You guys didn't have to come! "
" We couldn't just leave you alone " Andrew states, being the first to pull her into an embrace while Trent closed the door; then pulled her into an embrace himself.
" I can't believe him " She murmurs, " He made a promise, I should have known he'd do this "
Both players shared a look before Trent said, " You know what, let's forget about him, I bought cheesy movies and snacks for us to enjoy tonight "
" You're right, I'll go and organize snacks while Trent will put the movie in, you go on and freshen up " Andrew smiles.
She couldn't help but let out a sob followed by a giggle, " You two are a lot "
" And you love us for it " Andrew retorts, grinning before he added on, " Go on darling, go on "
That night served as a stepping stone for her to heal, it wasn't facile at all; the weeks that followed were a testament to how strong she truly was as a person - she immersed herself in work, breaking down entirely the minute she returned home; while the duo were as present as they can for her, there was only so much that they could do.
Until, fate sent her a person that she could only refer to as a miracle.
It'd been a month since that day, two new players had joined in the squad following the departure of several key players, the new players in question being Alexis McAllister and Dominik Szoboszlai, the latter being the one to quickly garner attention due to his impressive skills displayed during the Euro tournament as well as the World Cup, the young player had also garnered the love and appreciation of several of the players there, especially Trent as she noted the blossoming bond between the pair, capturing it through photos.
One evening, following the conclusion of their training session in Germany as part of the preseason tour - Trent had suggested that a few of the players step out for dinner, when Andrew nudged him to ask her to accompany them; the Scouser nodded in agreement, approaching her just as she was packing her items, " Hey love, you got a minute? "
She looks up, offering Trent a smile. " What's up? "
" A bunch of us are going out for dinner, to ease Dom and Alex into the squad, I figured you'd be interested in joining us? " He suggests.
Her brows shot up, " Oh? "
" If you don't want to go it's fine " He said before smiling, " It would be nice if you'd join us "
She grew silent, contemplating the prospect of joining them on a night out while her mental state was far from well; then, she nods, smiling at him. " I'll come, it's the least I can do after you and Robbo endured my depressed self "
He chuckles, " You're our girl love, we're always going to be there for you, I'll stop by your room later, yeah? "
She nods with a smile across her lips, " Alright "
He retreats back to his teammates, who were in the midst of chatting when Dominik approached him, " Is she ok? "
Trent wasn't certain if he should divulge in such matters, especially given the fact that the only people who knew of her relationship with Marco were him and Andrew, he shakes his head, " She's just going through some stuff, but she's quite tough, tougher than anyone I've seen "
Dominik nods in understanding, admittedly he had been intrigued by her since his arrival on the squad; had even considered asking her out yet he opted to withhold these thoughts out of fear that he'd step on an unwanted territory given her closeness to Trent.
Trent noted the look in Dominik's eyes, prompting him to say. " If you're thinking of what asking her out, I'd say wait, because what she's going through is a lot, but she's a sweet girl, so if you ask me, I say wait on her "
" Oh no! " He tried to deny, albeit in vain as it was clear that Trent had caught on to his 'crush', " I'm not, .. no "
Trent smiles, patting the Hungarian's back. " Relax mate, I'm not against the idea of you dating her, but she's ... she's going through a lot and if you care about her, you'll wait "
Later on, that night - as the group was gathered in a restaurant near the hotel, Dominik had spent the duration of the dinner stealing glances from her, observing the way she animatedly spoke with Andrew as well as Curtis, with each gesture she made, he found himself intrigued by her, determined to follow through Trent's advise as beneath her cheerful persona, he could see that she was struggling which was quite facile to understand as he too felt the exact same way.
There was more to his move than just the passion he held, hoping to play for Liverpool; his departure from Germany was fueled by the desire to escape his heartache, to further hone his skills and grow as a player, what he didn't expect however; was for his heart to be stolen in such short notice by a woman he could only describe as an angel.
Only time could tell where they could go yet one thing was for sure, he couldn't see a future without her in it.
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.𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓.
[ 𝐔𝐄𝐅𝐀 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞, 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩 𝐁: 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐜, 𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐥, 𝐀𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐝 ]
The only thing you could hear from her was the shutter of her camera as she captured the training session through a set of candid photos; it was quite evident just how different she seemed since the announcement of both the UCL draw as well as the opening match for their UCL campaign, she was less than thrilled about the fact that in just three weeks, the Parisian champions will be in Anfield; that meant she had to see him again, one person in particular was quite concerned for her well being, and it prompted him to approach her one evening after training, " Hey baba, do you need any help? "
She looks up; offers him a faint soft smile then nods, " Thank you Dom " she said.
He spent the duration of the time in silence, helping pack up the equipment before he asked, " Are you ok? "
Her brief silence before responding a soft, " Yeah "
The clear dejection in her tone, coupled with how she avoided his gaze was more than enough to confirm his doubts, he looked at her then said with a gentle tone. " You don't look ok "
" Don't worry " She said with a forced smile, " It's just exhaustion, nothing that a good night's sleep can't fix "
He wasn't convinced in the slightest, " If something is bothering you, I'm here if you need someone to talk to "
Her lips thinned, unsure of whether or not she should let him in, so far - the only people that knew of her ache were Andrew and Trent; while Dominik was nothing short of sweet, she considered him a close friend yet she wasn't certain if she should let him in. " It's a long story, I'm not sure if I should burden you with it "
His heart shattered due to the look on her face, " Does it concern a certain team? or a ... certain player? "
Her frozen form confirmed his doubts, " It does, doesn't it? "
She didn't respond, instead she avoided looking at him, which prompted him to further add on, " Listen baba, I won't push you into telling me because I respect you too much to reopen whatever wound you have but I will say ... " he paused for a brief moment before he continued, " If you ever feel like you need to vent, I'm here for you "
She musters up the courage to look at him, noting the storm of emotions swimming through his eyes; kindness, care, and an unreadable emotion that she couldn't quite figure out. " It's a long story Dominik "
" I've got all the time in the world baba, my door is wide open for you to come through and vent your heart out because believe it or not ... you're not the only one that suffered from heartache " He states with a gentle tone.
She hesitated for what felt like an eternity, on one hand she had thought she buried the ache Marco had left behind; had even managed to convince Trent as well as Andrew that she was perfectly fine, yet on the other hand there was Dominik being as sweet as ever by checking up on her, she blew out a soft breath then said. " When do you have time? "
" How about tonight? " He suggested with a soft a smile, " I'll make you dinner "
" You can cook? " She wondered, giggling at the thought of Dominik cooking for her.
" Baba, I'm a man of many talents " He smirks, " I'll send you the location to my house, and we can meet later "
" Ok " She smiled.
He stood up, and was about to leave her office when he heard his name escape her lips causing him to turn around, " Yes? "
" Thank you " She said before adding on, " For letting me to talk "
He grins, " No need to thank me baba, I'll see you later "
She concluded her work seamlessly, sending the photo sets to the media team; then she started to pack her items, ready to leave when all of a sudden she ears a knock on the door causing her to look up and find Trent standing there, he smiled. " Hey, I was coming to see if you're ok "
" I'm fine, it's not like we will be talking, he'll be on his end and I'll be on mine " She smiled.
" Good, don't worry about it ok " Trent assured her with a soft smile across his lips, " Robbo and I will make sure to keep you safe "
" Oh my lord, just make sure to focus on the match ok " She laughs.
Trent smiled then noted how she quickly packed her bags, " Are you heading home? "
" No " She responded a bit too quickly, " I have plans "
" Plans? " Trent raised a brow, " plans with who? "
" None of your business, now if you'll excuse me I have somewhere to be " She said with a smile, " Night Trent "
" Night " Trent responded with a confused tone, watching her walk away, clearly elated by whatever she had planned.
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The drive to Dominik's home thankfully didn't take long, around forty minutes in; she parked her car in front of his home, grabbed her bag then stepped out of the car to walk up to his front door - once she got to his door, she pressed the doorbell and waited until the door flung open, Dominik appeared with a bright smile, dressed in a plain black t-shirt and sweatpants. " Hi baba "
" Hi " She breathed out with a nervous smile, being lead by him into his home, she looks around then says, " You've got a lovely home "
" Thank you, it's not that much but it fits me " He remarked before taking her bag from her to place it nearby, " Come on, dinner is ready, I'm treating you to a classic dish from my home country "
" Dominik, you don't have to " She said, her heart softening at the gesture.
" Baba, please ... I want to ensure that you feel happy " He pleads with a soft tone.
" You're far too sweet to me " She said.
He lead her to sit on the bar stool while he set the dinner plates for them, " You deserve to be treated with everything good life has to offer baba " he said.
" That's sweet of you Dom " She said, " Even if I don't believe it at times "
Dominik looked at her, his eyes soft and radiating with kindness, he walked over towards her then placed the plate in front of her, " Here you go " he smiled.
She looked at the dish, smiling then looked up. " What's this? "
" A traditional dish called Gulyás, my mother used to make it to me whenever I felt sad, then when I got older I asked her to teach me how to make it " He explained with a soft smile.
" Aw, that's sweet " She states before tasting the dish, " Oh wow, this is incredible "
He grins, " I'm glad you think so, now eat up " He said.
The pair ate in complete silence before moving to the living room, carrying tea mugs with them, he sat down then gestured to the spot next to him, " Take your time " he said.
Indeed she did, she took small sips of the tea; releasing a soft breath before she said, " You know how the opener for you guys is against PSG in a week right? "
He nods slowly, " Mhm "
She avoids looking at him, still contemplating the notion of telling him everything, suddenly she looks up. " One of the players there, he -um- ... he used to play for Real Madrid, before that he used to play for Mallorca, he was a childhood friend, someone I loved dearly who in the end chose his own gain rather than our relationship "
His eyes darkened at the revelation, mostly due to how dejected and broken she seemed. " Who is it? " he asked with a gentle tone.
" Marco Asensio " She responds with a sad smile, " We grew up together, I stood by him through good and bad, hell ... " she chuckles, " I even celebrated when Real won the Champions League against Liverpool which is ironic given that I was working there "
" What happened exactly? " He asked.
" His contract with Real expired, and he blatantly lied to my face saying he'd come to Liverpool only for me to discover in three days that he flew to Paris, claiming that he always wanted to join PSG " She said with glossy eyes, " I found out through a fucking article Dom, he didn't even have the balls to message or call me "
He clenched then unclenched his free hand before he said, " Did he even try to explain? "
She shakes her head, " Not a single word, and you know what ... I'm glad I was able to discover who he is; I should have moved on, but ... hearing that they'll the opening match against Liverpool was like opening up a can of emotions that I long thought I had buried "
In that very moment, he wanted nothing more than to pull her into his arms, assuring her that she means something, that someone like him isn't worthy of her time, let alone her tears; that for the past two years since his arrival, she'd unknowingly healed his heart from the ache that drove him away from Germany, she had become yet another reason why he loved playing for Liverpool, that just her presence; just the mere thought of her was enough for him to keep going.
" Baba? " He started with a soft tone, reaching over to grab her free hand with his, their fingers interlocking together. " I can assure you that you are the most incredible human I have met, someone like Marco never deserved you if that's how he saw you, you are a light in this world, in fact ... I don't think I'd ever be excited for training had it not been because of the sunshine you bring every single time, you mean a lot to all of us, to me "
She offered him a soft smile, placing the mug down on the coffee table before wiping her tears. " Thank you " she whispers.
Dominik smiled back before replying, " No need to thank me baba, you deserve happiness " and I intend on giving you the happiness you deserve, he wanted to add.
She grew silent, looking down at their intertwined hands; he followed her gaze; his cheeks reddening, " Oh " he said quickly releasing her hand then muttering. " I'm sorry "
" It's fine " She responds, patting his arm. " It's just ... " she chews on her bottom lip, inadvertently drawing his attention to them, " Can I ... Can I get a hug, please? "
He chuckled softly, flinging his arms wide open. " Come here "
The pair share a silent embrace, emitting the emotions that both of them have been struggling to say since meeting one another, his hand gently rubs her back as he whispers, " You'll be ok baba, everything will be ok "
Following what felt like an eternity, she pulls back to reply. " Thank you Dominik, I really appreciate you listening "
" No need to thank me baba " He smiles.
Around five minutes later, she pulls back then looks at the watch on her wrist, her eyes widening, " It's late " she whispers.
He looks at her then says with a gentle tone, " I'll drive you home "
She shakes her head, " But I came with my car! "
" I know you did baba, but I won't feel relieved knowing you'll be driving all alone, I can come pick you up tomorrow so you can get your car " He said, before adding a soft, " Please "
She relents from the way he looked at her then smiled, " Alright "
The drive back to her home was full of a silence that spoke rather loudly, while her gaze was fixated on the window, his gaze was fixated on her, stealing glances every now and then, fueling the ever growing desire he had to make this incredible woman his girl, especially now upon learning what happened to her, I'll make her happier than she's ever been.
They reach her complex building; just before she steps out of his car, she turns to him and smiles. " Thank you for tonight, I really felt better thanks to our talk "
" I'm glad to hear that baba " He said.
Suddenly the air shifts between them, it grew warmer when she leaned in to press her lips over his stubbled cheek, leaving a featherlight kiss across the skin; then she pulls back, offering a sweet smile then muttering, " Goodnight "
He was frozen in surprise, watching as she grabbed her bag then stepped out of the car to head to her building, once she had disappeared, his hand subconsciously touched his cheek where she had kissed him, his lips curl into a soft smile, it may have been platonic in her eyes yet to him, this was the stepping stone to what he truly wanted, to show her what true happiness looked like.
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The following morning, the pair had arrived right around the same time; once they parked their cars, they stepped out, greeting one another with a soft smile and a soft 'hello' before they walked into the training center - their entrance garnered the attention of both Andrew and Trent who shared a look of confusion, she made a beeline to her office while Dominik approached them, " Hey guys "
" Hello Dominik " Andrew grins, " I see you didn't come alone "
Trent rolls his eyes at Andrew's tone.
Dominik frowns in confusion, " We got here at the same time, there's nothing more to it "
" So you're no longer crushing on her? " Andrew wonders.
Dominik's cheeks reddened, eliciting a smile from Andrew. " I'm not, she and I spent time yesterday just chatting "
Trent raised a brow, " You spent time together? "
" Yeah, we had dinner and talked, she told about what was bothering her " He said.
Andrew and Trent's faces shifted, " She told you? the whole story " Andrew said.
Dominik nods, " If I had it my way, I would have killed him "
" Don't worry, we planned something more effective " Andrew smiles.
" What? " He asks.
Trent smiles, " Just a little bit of roughness, nothing too risky "
" Can I help? " He asks with a hopeful tone.
" The more the merrier " Andrew shrugs.
Meanwhile, while she had been in the midst of editing the latest set of photos for the upcoming match; her phone starts to vibrate, at first she ignored it hoping it would stop, only for it to start once again causing her to groan in frustration, she grabs the device; answers without so much as looking at the name or number, " Hello "
" 𝐀𝐦𝐨𝐫? "
Her heart stopped upon hearing the familiar voice, she had grown silent, blinking dumbly before she heard.
" 𝐀𝐦𝐨𝐫, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞 …? "
She exhales a soft breath, then says.
" 𝑀𝑎𝑟𝑐𝑜? "
She hears a sigh of relief before he replied.
" 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 "
She pulls the device away, inhaling then exhaling at a leisure pace before she placed the device back on her ear to say,
" 𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑀𝑎𝑟𝑐𝑜 "
He grew silent in response before he said with a soft tone,
" 𝐀𝐦𝐨𝐫, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞? "
She chuckles softly then says,
" 𝐼 𝑑𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒, 𝑠𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑔𝑜 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 "
He sighs softly then replies,
" 𝐂𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤? "
She groans softly, then says.
" 𝑁𝑜, 𝑤𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑡 … 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑚𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑏𝑦𝑒 𝑀𝑎𝑟𝑐𝑜 "
She ended the call; immediately broke down in a fit of sobs, tears rolling down her cheeks like a river - she covered her face with her hands unaware of the person that walked into the office until she felt an arm wrap around her shoulders causing her to gasp and look up to find Dominik there, she wiped her tears and attempted to pull away before he said, " It's ok baba, it's ok "
Still visibly shaking, she remained in his embrace for a few minutes before she muttered, " I'm fine now "
Dominik pulled back then said, " What happened? "
" He called me " She said with a shaky voice, " He called me, asking to talk as if nothing had happened for two years, what gives him the right to do that huh ... " she wipes her free tears. " God I hate how weak I sound, I should be healed by now "
Dominik was visibly distraught, wishing he could take away the ache she felt in her heart. " Baba " he sighs, " I really wish I can help you "
" it's fine, It's a stupid outburst " She said with a sad smile, " I'll be ok, I'll be ok " she mutters.
Dominik squeezed her shoulder gently before he said, " Come on, let's go "
" Where? don't you have a workout session? " She wonders.
" I finished early, now come on " Dominik said.
She followed him out onto the empty training grounds, " Dom, what are we doing? "
Dominik grins, leading her to the center of the training grounds before grabbing two footballs, " You see the net over there, think of it as Marco; just pour out all your anger and shoot the ball there "
She raised a brow, " Huh? "
" Just trust me " He said with a soft tone.
She chews on her bottom lip, before relenting to his suggestion, she looks at the football then back at the net before using every bit of her energy to shoot the ball straight into the net, she looks at Dominik who smiled widely and said. " That's good baba, try again "
Indeed she did, she shot one ball, then another and another; feeling the anger slowly disappear with each attempt while Dominik stood next to her with a broad smile, " Do you feel better? " he asked her.
She looks at him; nodding swiftly before she said. " Thank you "
" No need to thank me baba " He smiles at her.
A wave of silence falls over them before she said, " Why are you helping me? "
" Because you deserve to be happy, and like I said, I care about you " He said with a soft tone.
She smiled softly, " Yeah? "
" Yes, you mean a lot to me baba " He reiterated once more before adding on, " Can you do me a favor when the match-day comes? "
She nods with a soft smile, " Of course "
" Can you wear my jersey? " He asked with a soft tone, " You don't have to, but it would mean a lot to me if you did, I know you usually wear Trent or Robby's jerseys, but maybe you can make an exception for me "
She smiled softly, her eyes softening at the way he looked asking her to wear his jersey. " Well now that you mentioned it, I was going to surprise you "
His eyes widened, elation dancing through them, " Really? "
She nods, " I'm going to wear it under the jacket, but ... " she giggled, " You better score "
He beams, " I'm not sure how things will go but I give you my word "
The training session had gone better, with her mood significantly lighter than what it used to be; elating Dominik who silently vowed that if he wasn't able to score, he'd at least show Marco who was the better man, once training had concluded, he walks inside the training center, he follows her to her office and asks. " Baba? "
" Yeah? " She said, turning around to face him.
He chews on his bottom lip before blurting out, " Come over to my house "
She raised a brow, " Aren't you supposed to be resting? "
" Yes but I'd much rather spend time with you! " He retorts with a smile before adding on with a soft tone, " Please baba "
" Alright alright ... stop looking at me with those puppy eyes, you know I can't say no to you " She giggles.
" If it means you don't say no, I will keep using them, see you later then baba " He grins.
" See you then " She said.
The drive back to her home was brief; all she could think about were his adorable expressions - he's just being friendly, she tried to convince herself despite Andrew's comment still echoing in the back of her mind, 'he fancies you', she shakes her head, refusing to believe that someone like Dominik could remotely be interested in her - once she got to her home, she stepped out of the car with her bag over her shoulder, she entered the elevator pressing the 5th floor button; when the doors opened her eyes landed on a familiar figure standing near her door and when he turned around, her eyes widened. " You! "
She was under the belief that he'd be traveling with the team, " What the hell do you think you're doing here? "
Marco looks at her, his eyes softening. " Amor, can we please talk? "
" No, we cannot " She shakes her head, laughing at his request. " I do not want to hear anything from you, not when you left me the way you did, you made your own bed, sleep in it "
She attempts to walk past him; he grabbed her arm with his hand, forcing her to look at him, he whispered. " Please amor, please " he pleads.
She shot him a deadly glare, " Fuck you " she released herself from his grasp and walked into her flat, closing the door behind her just as he began to knock the door. " Amor, amor ... please open the door "
" Go home " She yelled, before she reached to grab her phone to send a text message to Dominik.
𝐼'𝑚 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦, 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 !
A few seconds later, she received a reply.
𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭? 𝐖𝐡𝐲?
She looks at the front door, she inhaled then exhaled a deep breath.
𝐼 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑎 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑜𝑟 𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑢𝑒 !
Suddenly she received another reply,
𝐈'𝐦 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐲!
Her eyes widened, she tried to send him text messages; she received no response - she walked up to the door, and opened it. " Marco, leave, I don't want to see you again "
He didn't seem to listen, opting to walk in and close the door. " I'm not leaving until you hear me out " he said.
" Hear what, you took me on a weekend getaway, promised me you'd come to Liverpool only to fuck me over and go to Paris, I don't need to hear anything Marco, I heard enough, you're a narcissistic asshole that only cares about himself " She yelled.
" Listen I had no choice ok, my agent said that going to Paris is the right call " Marco tried to counter back.
" You're not a child Marco, you're a grown man that supposedly loves this sport, you would have fit in here, but you chose your own gain, and yeah I was mad but now I don't care, I just want you to be away from me, Leave me alone! " She said.
Before Marco could respond, the sound of the doorbell caused them both to look at the door, he turned to her. " Did you call someone? "
She didn't respond; walking up to the front door to open it, Dominik walked in immediately, " Baba, are you ok? " he asked her gently.
Marco's eyes darkened, " Amor, who's this? "
Dominik looked at Marco and said, " I'm the one you'll be seeing soon on the pitch, and the one who'll make you regret breaking her heart "
" Dom, please ... don't " She said.
" What, you're going to beat me up or something? " Marco chuckled in a condescending tone.
" I have no problem doing that " He smirks.
" Enough, no one is beating anyone! " She interjects standing between them, she turns to Marco. " Leave, Now!! "
Marco smirks, " I'll see you soon amor " he then turned to Dominik, " I will see you on the pitch "
Dominik chuckles, " We'll see "
She shut the door behind Marco then turned to Dominik, " I'm sorry " she whispered, her eyes brimming with tears. " I'm really sorry " she whispers.
Dominik softened, scooping her up in his arms, " Hey ... relax, I'm not mad baba, if anything I'm happy you texted me as no one knows what that idiot could have done " he pressed a kiss on top of her head. " I'm not mad at all, it's ok "
She lifts her head up to look at him, " Thank you for coming "
He smiled, " Of course baba, I'm always going to be here for you "
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𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡-𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏: 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐅.𝐂 𝐯𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐅.𝐂 ( 𝐔𝐄𝐅𝐀 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩 𝐁 ) 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐮𝐦: 𝐀𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝.
The first half was an intense battle of missed chances, disallowed goals and a few scuffles here and there, she stood on the sidelines feeling the intensity between the players heighten each time there was a clear attempt, Kylian Mbappe had tried to score a few times but was thankfully stopped by Virgil; Marco was determined to try and get in Dominik's face, with the pair having gotten into a scuffle that nearly got them sent off had it not been for the intervention of their teammates; with that the first half concluded on a 0-0 scoresheet.
She walks in, following Dominik just before he walked into the locker room, " Hey, are you ok? " she whispers.
Dominik nods, " I swear if it wasn't for the match, I would have killed him "
Before she can respond, they were approached by Marco. " You don't want to talk to me so you asked me to hit me on the pitch huh? "
" Excuse me? " She said with a shocked expression.
Dominik stepped in, " She didn't ask me to do anything, I'm doing this cause I don't like you, and if it wasn't for the match I'll show you why I don't like your pathetic ass "
" We can do it right now " Marco said.
" Oh we definitely can " Dominik chuckled.
Once again she interjects between them, she glares at Marco. " Go back to the locker room, and if you do anything I will make you regret it, now leave "
Marco shakes his head, " You're throwing our bond away from him? "
" At least I didn't leave my girlfriend for a football club " Dominik spat.
She groans then turns to Dominik, " Please don't let him get into your head "
Dominik blows out a soft breath then he looked at her, " Don't worry baba, he's basically worthless, so as long as I have you by my side, nothing matters "
She smiled, " Always "
The second half soon began, with the first 30 minutes carrying the same intensity as the first match - at around the 68th minute, Marco was yellow carded for shoving Dominik, he received a warning from the referee before the match continued on; just around the 81st minute, Dominik had managed to swipe through the midfield running towards the net, he passed the ball to Trent who passed it right back to Dominik who shot it straight into the net, finally giving Liverpool the lead with the scoresheet become 1-0.
She nearly jumped with joy as Dominik ran towards the crowd to celebrate with the other players in two, she snapped several pictures of them before he turned to look at her, shooting her a broad smile followed by an imaginary heart drawn towards her direction causing her to smile widely.
Entering the stoppage time, Mohammed was able to score a second goal thus ending the match at a 2-0 scoresheet granting Liverpool the top spot in their group; following the conclusion of the match, she was approached by Dominik who instead of talking, cradled her face in his hands to press a soft kiss to her lips, the kiss had taken her back momentarily before she was able to reciprocate - just then, he pulls back and says. " I have been waiting to do that since the first day I saw you baba "
She smiled widely, " Yeah? "
" I can't keep it hidden anymore, if you let me, I will make you the happiest woman in the world " He whispers, resting his forehead on hers.
She smiled once more, " Dom? " she whispers.
" Yeah " He mutters, pecking her lips.
" Take me home " She said.
Dominik pulls back with a confused expression, " Baba? "
" Dominik, we've been dancing around this for so long ... I know that you think I'm still not in the proper headspace but the fact is, I like you Dom, I like you a lot " She admits.
His eyes widened, and with a hopeful tone. " Really? you're not playing with me, are you baba? "
She shakes her head, " I like you Dom, and I want to see this through, if you want to "
" You don't need to ask me twice " Dominik grins.
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The drive to her house was full of a long awaited desire, the desire they'd tried to conceal, the desire they both pretended wasn't there; she tentatively reaches over to place her hand over his thigh, dangerously close to the prominent outline of his erection, her digits danced around the front of his sweatpants eliciting a low, strangled moan from him, " Pillangó "
" Shhh, it's ok " she whispers, palming him through his sweatpants while he drove through the empty streets to get to her house.
" You're killing me baba " He whined, barely being able to focus on the road.
Thirty torturous minutes had passed before he finally parked his car in front of her building, he turns to her and says through labored breaths, " You better get out of the car baba, before I fuck you right then and there "
She giggles then steps out of the car with him following her, he walks behind her until they get into the elevator; once the doors closed, he slams her up against the mirror to capture her lips in a passionate kiss before pulling back and whispering, " Do you know what this means? "
" What? " She whispers.
He tilts his head, peppering her neck with soft and sensual kisses trailing up to her ear. " You're mine now baba, all mine "
The drop in his tone sent shivers down her spine, creating a damp patch in her panties. " Is that so? "
He lifts his head up and smirks, " You better believe it "
She pressed the fifth floor button; stood besides him as it had gotten up until it stopped on her floor - once the doors opened, she stepped out first with him following her all the way to the front door, she looked through her bag to get the front key out; just as she was about to open the door, she feels his lips trailing sensual kisses over her neck once again eliciting a soft sigh from her, " Dom "
He placed his hand over hers to help her twist the lock open, they wander inside; he slams the door behind him, tugging her back into his embrace. " This is everything I could have hoped for baba " he whispers, in between their passionate kisses. " A brand new page, finding someone to love, someone that understands me "
She caressed his stubbled cheek and smiled, " Who would have thought huh? " she giggled.
" You have no idea how happy I am " He laughs, pecking her lips before adding on, " Now I'm going to show you just how happy I am "
She pulls back, confusing him at first as she removed the jacket to reveal the jersey she wore underneath; his jersey, he smirked " You wore it " he whispers.
" I told you I would " She smiled sweetly.
He pulls her back into his arms, his hands roaming across every inch of her skin before resting over her ass. " You know what this means " he whispers. " I'm going to fuck you in this, so you can remember that the only man you need, the only man that can make you feel good, is me "
Before she can reply, she gasped as his lips nuzzled behind her ear, biting and kissing the spot there eliciting a moan from her. " Fuck "
They stumbled into her bedroom, undressing one another until she was only left in his jersey while he stood bare in front of her, he cradled her face in his hand, passionately kissing her before he whispered. " Come here baba "
He lead her to the full length mirror in the corner, with one hand wrapped her waist hoisting the jersey slightly while his other hand rested idly across her throat. " From the first day I came, I was enchanted by you, your kindness, your intelligence, your beauty .. baba, I was so bewitched that I felt jealous of Trent "
" But Trent and I ... Ooh " She gasped when his digits teasingly caressed her slick swollen walls. " We weren't dating "
" I didn't know it back then, he told me you weren't dating - he also said you were suffering, I wanted nothing more than to take all that suffering away just so you can feel happy " He murmured, pressing a kiss on her neck. " You deserve happiness baba, do you think you can let me give you that? "
She gasps, tilting her head to the side. " Please Domi "
He groans in response, leading her to the bed; he climbed up first before leading her to climb up on top him, she rests her palms flat over his chest while his hands gripped her waist tightly. " Baba " he whispers.
She understood what he wanted from his eyes, with their eyes locked together, one hand wrapped around the length of his cock eliciting a hiss from him, " You like that? " she whispers.
" Yes " He sighs, groaning when she started to stroke his length at a leisure pace. " Keep doing that baba, fuck "
She set a leisure rhythmic pace before sitting up to push his cock into her walls, the pair sighing unanimously at the delicious friction, he reached over to wrap one hand around her throat eliciting a whine from her, " Dom "
" Come on baba, bounce on my cock, show me what I've been dreaming of " He grunts.
Collecting her breath, she started to move up and down in a rhythmic pace; soon enough, the bedroom was full of skin to skin contact coupled with the euphoric sounds of pleasure they were making, " Dom, you feel so good inside of me "
" Yeah, you like feeling my cock baba? " He cooed, applying gentle pressure on her throat.
" Yes, Oh my god yes " She whined, upping the pace of her thrusts.
" Fuck baba, keep going ... just like that " He groans, " I'm going to cum "
" Me too " She sighs, " Let's cum together "
He sits up, tugging her down to press his lips over hers. " From now on " he mutters, " Not a single man will ever lay a finger on you baba, you're solely and completely my girl "
" Yes, I'm yours " She whispers through labored breaths.
" Say it again, who's making you feel good baba? who's fucking you this good? " He groans.
" You ... Dominik, only you " She whines, " Oh Fuck! I'm cumming " she cried.
" Cum for me baba, cum for me ... Fuck " He groans.
The pair chase their highs together before she collapsed on top of him, Dominik strokes her back gently before he whispered. " How are you feeling? "
" Better than ever " She giggled.
He kissed her forehead, " I mean it, you're my girl now "
She beams, " I wouldn't have it any other way "
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