#lavinho x reader fluff

[lehguru]

TATTOO + LAVINHO & CHRIS PRINCE

what kind of tattoo they would get to represent you!

warnings: part of fluff month, hella self indulgent on lavinho's + requests are open ! check pinned post for requesting rules

lavinho

he would tattoo your name or something that you really enjoy. he wouldn't really warn you of what he was going to do, simply make an appointment with his tattoo artist and send you a picture of the result when it's over.

lavinho would adore to feel your fingers tracing the tattoo that "belongs to you, amor". he always kisses you and kisses your hand after you're done with it; his eyes end up looking at you like you're the one that puts the stars in the sky and, as you fall asleep next to him, he already starts to plan the next tattoo he will do for you.

chris prince

chris isn't someone that thought about permanently drawing something in his skin. even if he did thought a few tattoo designs were pretty, but he liked the way his skin was clear. well, until he started to miss you when he was travelling for matches.

even if he's a very attentive and affectionate boyfriend, he would still think that he wasn't doing enough to show you his love. that's why he decided to tattoo a small ring around the fourth finger of his left hand. when he got asked about it, he answered: "i hope i can put a real ring on that finger."

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[loser-vxbez]

Men that say they are your Christmas gift when asked if they've bought you anything, only for them to bombard you on Christmas morning with shopping bags full of all the things you mentioned wanting throughout the year.

𝗕𝗹𝗹𝗸 : Michael kaiser, Shidou ryusei, Karasu tabito, Oliver aiku, Otoya eita, Pablo Cavasoz, Lavinho, Chris Prince, Don Lorenzo.

- mb ✋😦🤚 this is my first drabble/imagine(?) 💀

❤︎ 𝗛𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝗛𝗼𝗹𝗶𝗱𝗮𝘆𝘀 ❤︎

[your-local-baguette]

Slow dancing with blue lock boys...♡

Warnings: not proofread, fluff, slight manga spoilers. Maybe a little suggestive.

Enjoy~

I would almost say it's a ritual between you two, he absolutely loves having you pressed against his chest. In the livingroom, slow, romantic music playing in the background, he'd have his cheeks pressed on top of your head, while your is pressed against his chest. Just swaying around together, a romantic little moment between the two of you, he has his arms around your waist or hands resting on your hips. While your arms are around his neck, maybe one hand playing in his hair. Listening to his heartbeat was oddly relaxing...

CHIGIRI HYOMA, SAE ITOSHI, isagi yoichi, reo mikage

Slow dancing ? What's that ? Tons of energy and moving around, he spins you around and lift you in the air. Big smile attached ti the both of your faces, just you two in your own world where there is only the both of you. The rest ? Doesn't matter, it's about you and you only. Shaking around and finished with a boe from him and kiss on your hand. Cheesy, pff who cares ? You're in the comfort of the livingroom, just enjoy.

BACHIRA MEGURU, MIKAGE REO, isagi yoichi, lavinho, julian loki, karasu tabito

A very romantic dance on the beach, the sunset illuminating both of your silouhettes. Barefoot in the sand and your laughter echoing. He isn't laughing as much, but you can tell he's having fun. Your hair is messy and the warm sand almost burning your feets but who cares, you're having one of the best moment with your boyfriend. The final move is a long and romantic kiss, embracing eachothers...

Itoshi rin, NOEL NOA, Alexis Ness, Otoya Eita, Nagi seishiro, SAE ITOSHI

He spins you around with your cute summer dress spinning around, pulling you back towards his chest to hold you tight. He's so in love with you, it's crazy. Although you usually just stop mid-dance to share a heated kiss...your favorite part of the dance...

BAROU SHOEI, SHIDOU RYUSEI, karasu tabito, otoya eita, micheal kaiser.

Heyaaa! I'm pumped for these stories rn! Anyway, another vote ? What do i do first ?

I don't rly have anything to sayy

Love you byyye!

[officiallyisagibrainrotted]

• Baka ch 2 •

ChapterOne

Part 2/2 . (Was originally supposed to be much longer.)..

It's been 2 months since your relationship with Lavinho began it was going swimmingly it was kept under the radar because that's what you requested and he fully respected that . The only ones who knew were (c/n) and a few trusted members of his team.

He did everything in his power to keep the relationship under the radar. From press getting suspicious to the crazy fan girls to the creepy theories about him online. Paparazzi putting mass amount of pressure on him and his every location.

And you can see how much pressure it's putting on him especially with his upcoming game. You felt guilty since he was doing all of this for you. But you know he wouldnt let you see him distress, but he was doing a good job at hiding you .

Despite all that everything was going swimmingly behind closed doors.

Nice in door dates , movies nights, cuddles , other things.And you absolutely loved keeping it that way.

Game day (Sunday 10:30pm) You clenched your notebook tightly as he gets closer and closer to the goal with the center back right on his tail.Any small slip up and the game was over for your team. He closes in on the goal,just a few feet away.

Not only you but the crowed also are on the edges of their seats .He was not feeling the momentum he would usually feel during this moment. He could practically feel himself about to slip up .

Till his eyes wondered just a bit off the field,where you sat you had a beautiful smile on your face as you mouth the words "I love you,you can do it"

.GOAL!!!!

The ball entered the net like a rocket.The crowd went wild from the scene.You watch as his teammates excitedly gather around him practically jumping him You stood up a smile still on your face you were about to rush over to him and properly congratulate him on his win but you stopped yourself .

But he catches your glance and sends you a smile as his teammates continues to attacking him. You give him a small thumbs up, before you were pushed out of the way by camera men/woman. He was about rush over to you to ask if you're alright. But he was instantly bombarded with fans and cameras.

Three weeks later(11:00am)

When you two finally got to be alone with each other over at your house. He had decided to spend the night with you instead of going all the way home.It was a peaceful Saturday morning it was both your days off, He served you breakfast in bed, well he tried.

Then he took you to a private location where not a soul knew about, where there was a small picnic set up . You wish it could be like this all week but tomorrow morning he has some stupid interview it was brought up to him randomly after the game. They never told him what it specifically about though just to show up.

Day of the Interview (Sunday 2:30pm)

The afternoon was going great till you got a notification from ( C/n) asking did you see the what's going on, in Twitter.

Lavinho had already woken up and left for the interview,It wasn't exactly early but you wanted to sleep in.

You replied no before opening up your Twitter page. You didn't even have to look it up it was the first thing you saw once you open your home page .

'Lavinho's secret lover finally revealed, Video proof' The title made your heart stop.

'This a joke right? Some stupid theory by some crazy fan right?'.

You didn't wanna believe it ,you were 100% positive you kept everything under the radar. You were sure of it!.

But as you scrolled down a bit where the video was supposed to be located.

And there it was.

A video from months ago , where you confess to Lavinho and where you two shared that "secret" kiss .

Your mind was racing with so many thoughts and questions.

You open the comments section to see if there was any kind of support on your end about invading peoples privacy but you were hit with the total opposite of what you were hoping for.

But the one comment at the top with the most amount of hearts got your attention.

That's the manager of the team (L/n) (Y/n) for those who don't know.Shes no one of any value not to sure why he's dating her.(100,000 likes)

-She's probably a stress reliever (30,000 likes)

-Naw she's just some fling don't worry about it she'll be gone by next month (50,000 likes)

-Lavinho is know for being nice, He's probably just dating her cause he doesn't want to be rude(59,000)

-Please tell me this is fake!!!! (3,000)likes

-Nope it's real , apparently someone caught them exchanging glances at one of the game like a hundred times, there's even a video to that I'll drop the link.(7,000 likes)

This comment section made you wanna throw up.

Just as you were about to turn of your phone a caller ID popped up showing '(C/n)'

You want to ignore it but you need to hear a voice of comfort at the moment .

She asked you do you want her to come over but you told her no since Lavinho should be home from the interview pretty soon.

"Yeah about that",she starts. She proceed to tell you that the interview was actually about the current situation. That Lavinho was being interviewed based on the raising curiosity if the world about his love status.

Later that afternoon Lavinho came home and explained the situation he told you that everything will soon die down. Well that's what you guys hoped would happen, but he also told you that another interview but this time you and (C,n) have to be there.

He told you that you don't have to do it if you don't feel comfortable. But you told him no if we avoid it it's only gonna get worse from then on.

Leaving you in your current situation sitting on a chair with Lavinho on your right and (C/n) on his left. You guys were placed in a small meeting room with cameras pointed at all three of you.

The meeting is going shit they keep on putting all this pressure about you be a nobody onto you .

"So name,this question is for you . "What's you opinion on fans saying that Lavinho and (C,n) should get together?".

The question caught you off guard a bit .

" Uh it's fine what the media thinks and I don't mind neither dose he. "

"So it doesn't bother you that people would prefer to see Lavinho with her then they would with you?"

"No".

" Mhm,Fans say a girl with your status doesnt deserve the spot that you have , what do you have to say about this?".

"Well that's fine if they think that"

"Fans say that you have a problem with expression your feelings is that ture?'"

" I-i,yeah a little"

" Dose this lack of attention from name satisfy you enough Lavinho? "

Your boyfriend was about to answer.

"The fans only want (Y/n) to answer these questions for now, You'll answer a few of the following, Lavinho ".

" I-". You started but the interviewer cuts you off.

" Or does it just do minimal satisfaction? And you'd go and find someone who can actually fulfill your needs like (C/n)?. Is that why you two so many Collabs and interviews together?. So she can fill that empty space that name clearly can't fill?". The last three questions were targeted at Lavinho.

"No to all of those questions" . Lavinho finally spoke. " I love (Y/n) her status mean nothing to me the fact she's not good at expressing her feelings doesn't matter to me either. She gives me the perfect amount affection I need in other ways, its just her away of showing love is different from mine but that doesn't mean I don't love her for it. The interview is over I'm getting pissed off, let's go (Y/n)". He say as he grabs your hand pulling you away from the room , ignoring the calls on the interviewers.

(C,n) followed after flicking off the cameraman.

Once you guys were inside of the car you finally felt like you could breath again.

"Did you really mean what you said in there?". You asked your boyfriend nervously.

"Yea I did I ment every word of it, I mean it, nothing you do or say will never stop me from loving you".

Your heart skips a beat when he tell you this, you tried to hide your blush but you couldn't and he noticed.

"Stop hiding your face you're it's cute when you blush".

[maochira]

Mao's request rules! (old)

New request rules list is here

I write for Blue Lock and Ao Ashi!

When you request something, please tell me which character(s) and please speficy which prompts or scenarios! You can request multiple characters in one post. Sometimes I add more as well. Also, please hold yourself back with caps. A few words or sentences are fine but please don't write an entire paragraph in caps!

What I write: x reader (only gn!reader and lesbian!reader. Here's a more detailed explanation), family (parent, sibling), platonic, romantic, poly ships, rivals/enemies, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, I'm open to any suggestions!

Please don't request me to write a oneshot. You can ask for headcanons, drabbles or scenarios, but most of the time I choose the format of what I write. Sometimes I end up getting carried away when writing requests so they end as a oneshot, though!

I prefer requests with scenarios rather than just "reader with [personality trait]"! I can write those too, but I have an easier time with specific scenarios (you can still tell me a personality trait for reader with that!")

What I don't write:

-death, incest, stepcest, pedophilia, etc.

-NSFW

-anything related to parent-child-competition and -jealousy (as in the parent is jealous of their child for spending time with the other parent)

-alcohol and drug abuse

-readers with a specific body type, ethnicity or nationality (German is an exception for that because I'm from Germany)

-pregnancy

-anything romantic involving Ego, Noa, Chris, Lavinho and Snuffy (I only write them as dads and father figures)

-I currently don't take requests for the Itoshi brothers

-TikTok trends (no idea how to write them)

-reader being exes with a character

-anything involving idols (I don't know anything about them)

-manager!reader (I write assistant!reader for my NEL assistant series)

-reader with a mental illness I haven't experienced myself and specific neurodivergent reader for example autism, ADD, ADHD (I am neurodivergent but I don't feel comfortable writing something so specific because I haven't experienced these myself, requesting something including a common neurodivergent trait/experience is fine!)

-superhero and villain AUs

Additional thing I don't write anymore for the NEL assistant series

Disclaimer: I might write things on my own from own ideas that go against my request rules. That is because I'm only comfortable writing them as things I come up with myself and not as requests!

For Ao Ashi, I currently only write for Ashito, Otomo, Togashi and Yuma!

The only Blue Lock characters I currently don't write are the World 5 and those characters that barely did anything/I don't know the personality of. I plan to write for Loki in the future, tho! He's also okay to request for the Neo Egoist League assistant series. Also, I (try to) write for every Bastard München character!

[03l210]

Who I write for + specifications for them:

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Genshin Impact:

All of the harbingers (Scaramouche/Wanderer included, Pulcinella is STRICTLY written platonic), Lisa, Diluc, Amber, Rosaria, Eula, Venti (maybe.), Zhongli, Xinyan, Beidou, Ganyu, Xiao, Yelan, Baizhu, Kazuha, Itto, Ei, Ayato, Heizou, Cyno, Dehya, Kaveh, and if I am in a good mood then maybe, just maybe, Tighnari and Al Haitham. (I have beef with them....)

NOTE: I can write little platonic fluff for Qiqi, Klee, Yaoyao, and Nahida, but if I see even so much as a mumble for something romantic involving them, I will kick you to exoplanet K2-141b.

Blue Lock:

Isagi, Bachira, Kunigami (manga readers, please specify from which point in the manga or I will default to pre-y'know), Chigiri, Nagi, Barou (no guarantees that I won't make fun of him though), Naruhaya, Gagamaru, Raichi, Tokimitsu, Zantetsu, Yukimiya, Kaiser, Ness, Hiori, Kurona, Shidou, Anri, Noel Noa, and Lavinho

NOTE: I will take character x character ideas/suggestions for fics/headcanons, but only for tabieitaken (sorry, I'm ill over this specific ship)

Chainsaw Man:

Beam.

All of these are subject to change, so please be sure to check this list before requesting!

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[i-dor-u]

ryusei shidou x reader; flowers for milady!

NOTE: I decided that I should add Blue Lock on the list of series I write for, since now I’ve become familiar enough with the manga. I was torn between Lavinho and Ryusei, and I chose the latter, since he’s the reason I became interested in the series in the first place and I embarrassingly admit this. Besides, there’s not much I have about Lavinho to work with for now, and maybe he’ll turn out to be completely different from how I made him up in my mind. I have a mountain of schoolwork to do, but I always get the urge to write in the most untimely circumstances.

pairing: shidou ryusei x fem!reader;

content warnings: offensive language, ryusei might be a bit out of character, reader gets a little emotional, embarrassingly cheesy and self-indulgent, lots of fluff, possible spelling errors;

content synopsis: after an argument that had you and ryusei separated for a number of days, you reunite in unexpected circumstances, and you learn to perceive him in a different light.

word count: 1,353.

currently playing: fka twigs — sad day.

more of my works...

"Yo, [Name]!"

The voice behind your phone speaker was unmistakable. Ryusei seemed oddly jovial and almost persuasive, which was exactly like him. It unintentionally brought a smile on your previously clouded expression, and it made you want to slam your cellphone against the nearest wall. "I know you might not want to hear from me again, given the fact that you've been ignoring my calls since yesterday…" the voice continues, slowly descending into tad seriousness. You couldn't believe him sometimes. Did he really have nothing better to do? Well, that’s unlikely, given the fact that he’s something of a nationwide football star these days. And that is somewhat the backbone of your conflict which now spills from your subconscious mind.

The rain which you sat in as you listened to his recorded message seemed to cease, and you wondered if it won’t stay with you any longer. Why not have your body rained upon some more, along with your emotions that your stomach sunk alongside anyway? "...And I might say some stupid things when I see you..." the message plays ahead, reminiscing you about how Ryusei reduced your feelings to shambles during your argument that you violently stormed out of, "But I want you to hear me out. You can say or do whatever the hell you want to me afterwards, it would be nothing I don't deserve." The voice message ended almost abruptly, and the sound of your sigh towered over the silence resulted.

You ascend the stairs of your apartment complex, almost tripping over the steps whilst wondering who the hell put them in your way. Even so, the possibility of falling over on your ass was the least of your concerns when all you could think about was how you accused Ryusei of not treating you like someone he wants around. “You don't actually want to be with me, do you?” Or something along those lines. You got a grip of the strap of your backpack, mentally asking yourself, were you not the one in the wrong here? Stopping on the last step, you exhaled one profuse sigh of self-disappointment. Maybe you should call him and apologize. It’s what he deserves. “About time, beautiful.” You quickly looked up, unraveling the source of the corny appellative with your sight. Here was that voice again, you thought, and you flinched upon hearing it. You’d recognize Ryusei Shidou anywhere, unfortunately. How could you not, when those sharp, cat-like eyes stare so profusely into yours? There he was, standing in the hallway to your apartment. He was hilariously tall, or maybe the hall was ridiculously cramped. On top of that, you were small under his gaze, both because of your difference in height and his usual dominant aura that towered over your much gentler one. You imagined that he blocked the way of many people who awkwardly tried to get past his broadness worthy of a sportsman. “What, were you trying to break in?” You remarked, smiling in a drowsy manner. How come he doesn’t hate you? You’d hate you.

“Was thinking of that, yeah.” Ryusei grinned widely, his trademark expression that usually alluded to violence surfacing in front of you. But you know that he wouldn’t bring violence anywhere near this pretty girl who so patiently waits for him, although you probably shouldn’t. Your eyebrows furrow when you’re faced with his usual cheeky manners, and his eyes squint upon realizing why, “Come on, don’t look at me with those judgy little eyes. I’m joking, babe.” Your smile widens as your sad frown deepens, and you begin to wonder if it’d be too improper to just throw your backpack aside and tackle him in your arms; for one, you missed him like crazy, and for another, you wanted to immerse him into the humidity of your coat, just to get a reaction out of him that’s not generated by his skyscraper-sized ego. “I got you this. Be grateful and take it, okay?” Ryusei interrupts your train of thought, and you shoot a surprised look in his direction. He was indeed holding this gift bag that you didn’t even bother looking at beforehand, preferring to give into the thrill that he came all the way here to see you. Now that you look at it as he practically shoved it in your face, it is kind of cute, with all of its funny patterns that he thought you’d like; and what picked at your curiosity even more was the splash of colored petals that sprouted out of it. How’d he fit flowers in a gift bag, anyway? “…Flowers for milady! Take ‘em!” He chuckles, casting his mind back to remember the moment he asked the florist what kind of flowers a cute girl with angel eyes would take for an apology. He went with a bit of everything that met his eye, and the florist remarked that the girl must be out of this world. Which she is.

“…Wait. Why?” You hurry to speak, placing your hands in the air to signal him not to bring it any closer, “I was shit to you. I’m the one who needs to…” “Sheesh. So self-conscious,” Ryusei interrupts you, and your eyes widen at his words, “I was shit to you, too. We were both shit to each other. But the thing is, I literally have a master degree in being a shit person, while you’re practically made of sugar. And I find myself thinking, how the hell did someone like you end up with me? I guess I just take you for granted sometimes.” Ryusei babbled his frantic list, immediately thinking he was sprouting nonsense. He was almost worried that you’d take his words for baseless conjuncture. It baffles him to think that he’d feel that way for someone. Look at him, going all out to earn your forgiveness. He wonders what changed ever since he used to do nothing but entertain himself. Ever since it was all football and Sae Itoshi and nothing else.

How could he ever hate you? Loving you is inevitable.

��…But I’m crazy for you. And I'm kind of scared of it. I guess that’s why I mess up with you all the time.”

Silence settled between the two of you for a number of seconds, and despite that, Ryusei did not feel the need to attain an answer. He was simply contempt that you had listened to him, like he had proposed in his stupid message. However, the sight of your big, teary eyes and quivering lips was the only thing that got a reaction out of him, which would be his involuntarily widening eyes. Were you hurt? Happy? Angry? He couldn’t tell. And being unable to cleave what your emotions transmitted was one of the wonders he was touched by in relation to you. But despite all that, he so thoughtlessly welcomed you in his arms when it came to it. You wanted him close, so you went ahead and embraced him. His body was much warmer than yours, big enough to encapsulate you entire, and you loved him so much right there and then that you wanted to melt into him. Your fingers dug into the material of his jacket, which he took as a declaration of how much you'd missed him. He felt the same. "You brought flowers… for me… nobody ever bought me flowers," you sniff like a child, tears absorbed by his cotton shirt, "I love flowers…" "I love you more than you could ever love flowers." He verbalizes the cheesy line, mentally admitting that it sounded far better in his head. "...I believe you," you close your eyes on his chest, allowing the initial drowsiness you felt in the rain to overtake you, "I love you, too. And I'm sorry." Ryusei smiles, and he just wants to eat you whole. You're just so cute sometimes. Or all the time. He really wonders if some flowers are enough to make it up to you, and his brain schemes ahead on how he should be a proper boyfriend from that moment on. "Yeah, me too. For everything."

[maozne18]

Meu Coração Não Aguentou

Word Count: 1.8K

Author's note: I wrote this in english but imagine they are talking in portuguese. Yes, I know he hasn't spoken yet but my friend told me to write it.

Pairing: Lavinho x gender neutral reader

Content Warning: just fluff, pure fluff

On AO3

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Being a manager for a football club came with many issues, you knew it because your college teachers told you the entire time when you told them what you were aiming for as a career path. However, you did not expect one of those issues was for you to get hair gel for the highest scorer of the league, albeit a pampered one, but still a good player.

You lay down your phone as your back hits the hotel bed. You cannot say no to his charm and his coy smile so you scrunch your features as you gain the courage to go down to the grocery store and venture into downtown London, a place you have been before many times, but can never fully get.

"Don't forget that it's the wet look one" his words ring in your ears as you close the door behind you. The trip to the nearest store with gel is quick by what Google Maps tells you but you still walked around in circles for a while before cracking and asking for directions. You look at the plastic bag as the door beeps, signaling your exit from the brightly lit store. Between you leaving the hotel, going to the store and returning the moon is already starting to peek on the horizon line.

"Here" you grumpily shove the plastic bag into the dark skinned football player as soon as he opens the door.

"Thank you" he throws the bag behind him and leans on the door when he sees you try to walk back to your room. You only gesture with your face to acknowledge his words.

"What will you do now?" He keeps pushing it when you turn around again.

"Grab dinner and eat in my room" you sigh as you stretch your arms not knowing what to do with them.

"Want to join me for dinner?" he grins as he leans down to meet your gaze and you pressure your lips together.

"No, it's fine" you laugh trying to escape from his charms. You don't even need to listen to the rumors, you work with him and many others, these high-profile players think they can get all the dates if they simply just smile at their desired person.

"Vambora, my treat" he winks at you and you can't deny that your heart definitely skipped a beat. You frown as you calm yourself, you cannot let them figure out your weakness. As you're about to open your mouth to deny it once again your stomach growls startling both of you. Lavinho immediately recovers and smiles so big it shows his canine teeth and his eyes close, perhaps the softest smile you've seen of him and after a while of considering you break and accept it.

He invites you inside his room as he gets ready. You look down at your comfortable clothes and wonder if he will change from his track suit to a two piece suit. Although it would be slightly funny, it would also be embarrassing. He tells you to sit wherever you want as he goes to his small tiled bathroom. You decide to sit on the edge of the bed, just enough to not fall over, as you hear the water starting to run. You stay motionless for ten whole minutes as Lavinho takes the gel off of his hair.

“You know, I don’t really mind the gel at all, we can just go” you say as the hunger in your stomach starts to grow.

“Ah, now you are in a hurry,” he chuckles. “Then come give me a hand” you sigh as you get up with no strength in you to refuse. Upon entering the cold division you see Lavinho on his knees with the shower hose over his head and a dozen bottle caps sprayed on the shower floor. You push the sleeves of your wardrobe up to your elbows as you kneel beside him and help him wash and scrub all of that sticky gel off his dyed hair.

“Ai! Aú! Ai Porra!” Lavinho whines as he feels your nails dig into his scalp and practically ripping his hair off.

“Deal with it, you baby” you huff as you take the hose and rinse the hair to see if the last piece of gel has finally come off. After another five extra minutes Lavinho finally dries his hair, wearing a scowl on his face as he sucks in a breath.

“You really are harsh, sweetheart” you cringe at the nickname and go back to the main division as Lavinho dries his hair. Luckily he doesn't take long and doesn't change out of his tracksuit, making you feel at ease in some way. You have to help him style his hair to keep it out of his eyes.

"You are too much work, what are you? A cockatiel?" You sigh, fluffing the hair.

"But I am a pretty hot cockatiel" he smiles down at you as you roll your eyes and turn to leave.

"We already spent too much time here" you walk out of the room not even bothering to wait for Lavinho and missing that he grabbed his glasses from the bedside table.

Finally sitting down on the restaurant at the first floor of the hotel. Lavinho leans his arm on the chair he’s sitting on as you rest your head on both of your hands, waiting patiently for both of your meals. You chew on your cheeks, forever puzzled on why Lavinho asked you to come keep him company of all his friends and fans. It's not like that they don't invite you to dinners and lunches, but when it happens it's mostly at business related hours.

“Why did you ask me to come with you?” You finally ask him while slightly pouting.

“I wanted your company” he puts his glasses on the top of his head, even though he is in a restaurant indoors, he insisted on bringing those apparently. You seem happy with the reply, you could keep pushing him, but it would make you seem too cocky and unprofessional to even think this could be more than a colleague getting together. When the food finally arrives both of you keep making small talk about his plays and the rest of the team. You can't help but to worry about all of their workout regimens and practices. You just have to ask to make sure he’s completely healthy, even just a small pain can turn into something major, and a million dollar player like Lavinho cannot be in any sort of pain.

“I’ve told you countless times, I am healthy” he laughs, giving you a large grin “we all are, relax.”

“You know how they are, you must eat properly, not, that” you point to his extremely big beef that only comes with an equally large portion of rice and french fries that makes you wonder if they take their health any seriously.

“Yeah yeah, fine whatever, enough work talk” he huffs as he closes his eyes, probably starting to regret the decision of inviting you instead of friends “how have you been?”

“Good, managing you guys is very tiring” you laugh as you rub your neck and you hear Lavinho click with his tongue.

“No work stuff” he chuckles as he gestures with his finger and you roll your eyes “How’s your family?”

“They have been extremely concerned, when I told them what I wanted to do they didn't mind but now that I travel a lot and am I’m away from home a lot, they are very concerned” you start laughing thinking about your weeping mother and your stern father approving of your path of futebol management “and yours?”

“It’s only natural, but hey, you can travel and see the world” even though he is constantly smiling, anytime he flashes you a smile you can't help but feel your cheeks heat up and your smile growing at the same time “my family is also good, you should see what my mother sends me, everytime I play and score she sends me videos of my old man cheering me on with his friends” he shows you his phone and plays a video of four men in a living room in front of a TV screaming and hugging each other as the man, you assume is his dad, screams ‘Lavinho, meu filhão’ and his mother laughing as she records their reactions.

“They seem amazing” you smile as you hand him the phone back “don’t you miss them sometimes?” You see his face become a lot more sorrowful and your heart clenches at the sight of his usual chirpy manner becoming more calm.

“Of course I do, they are my parents and I grew up there” he closes his eyes as if wanting to go back home and you show him a look of understanding.

“I don’t know how you can handle it to be honest, you live all the way across the continent you were born in. I work right next to my home country and sometimes I can barely hold it together” you laugh nervously trying to get him back to his relaxed nature.

“You know you are making them really proud and happy by doing what you want and love” you give him a more warm smile as you touch his wrist, waking him up from his childhood times. He shoots his eyes open a little surprised at the affection but you still don’t take your hand away when he looks at it.

“You are very kind” he smiles, finally, and you take your hand back. You make more small talk and before you know it both of you have already emptied your plates. Lavinho offers to pay for the meal and you go back to your rooms.

“You don’t have to,” you say nervously when Lavinho steps out on the same floor as you and follows you to your room.

“Let me, it’s the least I can do” you smile as you pass a hand through your hair and a smile creeps up on your features.

“Thank you” you say when you arrive at your room.

“Anytime” he gives the biggest grin you have seen this night. And your heart completely flutters, you know the feeling blooming in your chest all too well and after this quiet dinner with Lavinho, you don't feel as bad as earlier in the day. You grab his jacket, pulling his face down closer to yours and you give him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"I mean it" you whisper as you fumble with your hotel card, opening and closing the door as fast as humanly possible, leaving Lavinho with bulging eyes and even more feelings in his own chest than he already had and knew, but now they only become even more obvious as they jump around on his heart. You jump on top of your bed, hiding your face in the pillows, almost squealing at what you just did. It's just a kiss on the cheek, but it still makes you this agitated you cannot wait until tomorrow and even more distant days ahead.

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