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David Luiz e Thiago Silva ♥

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Model Material - Oscar Imagine

“I'm scared...” I murmured worriedly, running my fingers through as I began to pace up and down. I was having an interview with a top modelling agency today. They had seen my picture on various social networking sites, and they emailed me telling me that I should model for them since I have the "look". Right now, I was in the waiting room with Oscar, my best friend. Yes, Oscar dos Santos Emboaba, the football player. We had met at a big carnival three years ago where our mutual friend, Willian, had introduced to each other, and we just clicked. I'm in love with Oscar. I have been since we became friends. He was perfect with his brown, doe eyes and his adorable face. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be where I am today. We hang out almost everyday. He was so shy when I first met him; he would keep blushing whenever we made eye contact. He had been with me when I had gotten into an abusive relationship with my ex-boyfriend, Luca. Luca was everything I needed in a boyfriend but he began to change. At first I didn't tell him about the abuse but one day he found me on the floor covered in bruised and blood, and that's when he realised that I was being abused. He stayed with me even when I had to push him away because Luca didn't want me to keep seeing him. I was depressed for weeks. I wouldn't allow anyone to touch or see me. I was so scared Luca would come back for me after we managed to get him in prison. Oscar stayed with me. He was the only one I allowed to touch and see me. He slept next to me, held me and comforted me through it all. He was my rock. Oscar chuckled at me pacing. “Why are you scared?” “What if they don't like me?” I swallowed nervously. “What if they don't want me? What if they think I'm too ugly?” Oscar stood up, and now stood inches away from me. He gripped my shoulders, and bent his head down a little to reach my eye level. “They will love you. You are not ugly, you are far from ugly. You are the most beautiful girl in the world, okay?” Butterflies swarmed in my stomach, and my cheeks burned as a smile began to form on my lips. Oscar noticed, and pulled me into a tight hug, burying his face into my neck as he slightly lifted me from the ground. My fingers fiddled softly with the hair on the nape of his neck. “Thank you.” I whispered. I pulled away and set myself back on my feet once a gorgeous model walked out of the elevator. She was stunning and tall. She flashed a smile at us, her blonde hair bouncing behind her. “How can I become a model with models looking as beautiful as her?” I groaned, burying my face in my hands. “Maybe we should go. I'm not beautiful enough.” Groaning under my breath, I closed my eyes, and shook my head. I couldn't believe I set myself up for failure. I opened my eyes to see Oscar coming closer to me. “Wow I can't believe I thought -” “Y/N, shut up.” I felt Oscar cup my cheek, his fingers going into my hair as I felt his lips on mine. I took in the addictive feel of them. The gentleness of them moving against mine made me lightheaded. I pushed my lips back on his, and when his other hand cupped my other cheek, my knees almost buckled. Placing my hands on his waist, I savoured the feeling of his lips on mine as our chests met. I felt butterflies swarm rapidly in my stomach, and I felt sparks as he continued to kiss me with passion. I swear I was going to fall with the way he was kissing me. He quickly wrapped an arm around my waist, and tugged me into his chest, his lips sucking on my bottom lip softly. “Y/N?” I immediately pulled away, and turned my face towards the voice shyly. Oscar's hands remained on my cheeks causing my face to burn. The receptionist winked at us. “They'll see you in two minutes...if you'd like to head up now.” Oscar raised his hand up, and tucked a loose piece of my hair behind my ear, his cheeks burning. “You are so, so beautiful, Y/N, and I don't know why you can't see it. You don't need to be insecure.” He whispered, resting his forehead on mine. “They'll fall in love with you just like I have.” 💞

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World Cup - Thiago Silva Imagine

“So, what's going on with you and Thiago?” Oscar piped up, sitting besides me. “I can see that you two like each other.” I wish. I've been in love with a Thiago Silva since I was three and he was six. We've been best friends since we could walk, and we went everywhere together. Since he's a football player, I've been to every single one of his games to support him. I just love everything about him; his voice, his lips, his hair, his eyes, how kind he is, how he hugs me, how his eyes light up when he sees me, how he immediately rushes to see me if I'm upset even if it's 3am...just everything. “Nothing is going on,” I said truthfully. “He doesn't see me like that.” Oscar laughed, and flicked my forehead. I winced before flicking him back. “You are blind.” he murmured, his gaze turning to his teammates of the Brazil national football team that were standing in a row prepared to sing our anthem. “Everyone can see how much he's in love with you.” The atmosphere here was beautiful. Brazil were facing Colombia today in the World Cup. I was extremely nervous for them. The only reason why I'm sitting here along with the subs and managers is because I'm the physio for the team. “And I'm Argentine.” I chuckled, rolling my eyes. “How's Ludy?” At the mention of her name, Oscar grinned. Ludy/Ludmilla was Oscar's wife; both of them were so adorable. Ludy and I were quite close friends. “She's wonderful.” His brown, doe eyes lit up. “Don't try and change the subject! But seriously, Thiago is in love with you.” I groaned, and ran my hand through my curly locks. “You don't know that!” Before he could reply, we stood up, and placed our hands on our chest, singing. I tried to maintain my giggles at Oscar's face; he looked so serious right now. - - - It was 1-1. Dani dribbled the ball down the pitch, reaching the corner of the box area before he passed it to Thiago. My heart was pounding at this point, and I felt I couldn't breathe. Thiago kicked the ball powerfully, and it struck into the goal at the far right. I screamed happily as everyone around me stood up celebrating. I embraced Oscar in a tight hug, and celebrated even more. Thiago celebrated by running, and I raised my hand to my mouth as he formed an 'M' with his fingers. Was that to me? Did he just dedicate a goal to me? Oh my God. He pointed to me afterwards, putting his hands into a heart to me. Still celebrating, he began to run over to me. “I'm so proud -” I was silenced. His hands dug into my hair, and all I felt was his lips moulding into mine. Butterflies erupted in my stomach, and my heart was beating so fast that I thought it would explode. The screams grew louder as people cheered once more. He dug his teeth into my bottom lip, and I fisted his jersey, pulling him closer to me as I kissed him passionately. Thiago pulled away softly, running the padding of his thumb along my bottom which sent shivers down my spine, “I've been wanting to do that since we were kids.” He rasped, placing his sweaty forehead on mine. “I'm in love with you. Always have been, always will.” “I'm in love with you too.” I breathed out, tears flooding my eyes. “Now go play!” I giggled, pushing him back on the field. He began to walk backwards as he sent me a wink before he turned around, running unto the pitch. My cheeks burned once the whole stadium shouted "awww". I covered my face with my hands, and ran my back over to my seat. Oscar smirked. “Go ahead and say I told you so.” I rolled my eyes, my cheeks still burning. “I told you so.” He said triumphantly.

#thiagosilva #thiago #imagine #footballimagine

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