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corriganatheart · 1 year

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When will you publish the next part of if he was mine can’t wait so excited

if he was MINE Pt. II/ João Félix x reader

Synopsis: You’re secretly in love with your best friend, who is in a toxic relationship.

Pairings: João Félix x fem!reader x Mbappé

Genre: One sided romance, and love triangle.

1 month after the World Cup

“Bro, come here. I need to spill something,” Achraf Hakimi says as soon as his best friend, Kylian Mbappé, enters the locker room. His other teammates, who pay no attention to the duo, were too busy talking and preparing for practice to care. It has also become customary for Hakimi to tell Mbappé the latest gossip, and most of the time, it is useless, so no one really cares about his “teas.” “If this is about babysitting your kids so you can have some quiet time with your wife, I reject,” Mbappé says immediately, knowing his best friend's motives. “No, you asshole, this one is even juicier,” Hakimi says and pulls his friend's arm before anyone can hear. Glaring at Neymar, who was curiously staring at the duo, Hakimi leaned into Mbappé’s ear, “Y/N has requested I give you her number,” he said while wiggling his eyebrows. Mbappé surprisedly yelped back, but he was grinning. “Seriously? Then what are you waiting for?” Mbappé excitedly says and shoves his phone to his friend. The others saw a shift in Mbappé’s mood and looked at each other, wondering what the gossip was about this time. “Do you know why they're not friends anymore?” Mbappé asked. Hakimi looks around the locker room and leans in, “they got into an argument about Magui again, and he’s back with her.” Mbappé stares at his friend in disbelief, it has been a almost a month since the drama started, and there were rumors that João has finally moved on, but now he’s potentially back with her. That can’t be good.

“What the heck are you guys talking about this time?” Neymar asked while approaching the duos, Messi following behind. “Oh, you know, the usual,” Hakimi sassily said, causing Neymar to roll his eyes. “You need us to babysit your kids again so you can get laid?” Hakimi angrily throws a water bottle at Neymar, causing everyone to laugh. “You guys are the worst kind of teammates!” Shrugging, Neymar waits for Mbappé to answer his previous question, but the man just shrugs. “You’ll know it later. It’s a surprise.”

1 week later

Breaking news: João Félix's best friend Y/N, who was once caught up in cheating allegations with him, has moved on. She was caught dining with PSG star Kylian Mbappé and was seen leaving the restaurant together, holding hands. Mbappé, best friend of teammate Hakimi, was seen cheering when Morocco beat Portugal in the quarter-final. Could Mbappé hang out with Y/N to add more fuel, or could this actually be a true romance?

2 minutes later

The Golden Boy: I can’t believe you would do something like that to spite me. I have been trying to talk to you for a month, and you pull this shit. Now my name is brought into the drama because you’re known as João Félix's best friend; leave me out of this drama. Good luck fucking that womanizer.

Incoming call from Kylian

“Hey,” you said, leaning up against your bed.

“Tired yet, bèbè?” He asked, and you could hear video games being played behind him and a couple of his friends snickering and teasing him in French.

“No. I saw the articles; I didn’t expect them to come out so soon,” you shrugged. Mbappé laughs, “that’s how fast the paparazzi are. Sometimes they know shit that even I didn’t know about myself.”

You smile and hear the background noise finally getting quieter, meaning he’s now in a secluded area. “I had fun tonight,” he says, causing you to smile. “Same; thanks for dinner.” Mbappé hums, and you hear him sigh a relief. “Look, I mean what I said about being interested in you, but I get it your feelings aren’t going to go right away. And I would be up for this relationship,” he says. You stay quiet and think about the potential of harming Kylian and João’s feelings. During the dinner, you talked about what happened because Hakimi had spilled the tea. And Mbappé understood that you’re doing this to get over João and make him jealous. At first, he was disappointed, but he likes you, so he volunteered to fake date you. “That’s going to be a lot of drama, you know. I don’t want you to be harassed for it.” Kylian didn’t say anything for a quick minute, but then he cleared his throat. “As embarrassing as it is to admit this, dating you would also clear up rumors about my sexuality. People have been saying weird shit that I’m into men, but let me tell you, I’m really into sleeping with Women.” You laughed because you’ve seen TikTok’s being made about that, and you wouldn’t even care if he was or wasn’t. But you had an idea that he’s pretty straight because so many women have complimented his style in the bedroom.

“You can always back up whenever you want,” you said. “I don’t want you going into something that will potentially harm your reputation.” Mbappé shrugs, obviously finding no harm in faking a relationship with you. “Same goes for you. If you feel like you’re falling for my charms, feel free to back out,” he teases. You laughed and thought of all the possible consequences that could happen. Mbappé is said to be a womanizer, but he has not made a move on you like you thought he would, but he is a flirt. If anything, people would assume you guys are just casual and wouldn’t be surprised it didn’t last. On the other hand, your friendship with João might never be the same. He was already upset that you were photographed with Mbappé, so imagine if you confirmed your relationship with him, you might never be best friends again. “Hey, ima let you get some sleep,” Mbappé says softly. You smile because his voice is just so charming, and if your heart didn’t belong to someone else, you would’ve folded immediately. “Thanks, Kylian, goodnight.”

Breaking News: João Félix and Magui Corceiro confirms to be back together. The duo took a short break after a cheating scandal but seemed happier than ever from the Instagram pictures that Magui posted.

Kylian: Fly out to watch us Saturday? 🥺

You: N meet your nosy ass friends? Lol

Kylian: you are bound to meet my circle anyways😏 we are dating remember?

You: “dating” I suppose I should be supporting my “bf”🤔

Kylian: awe you hurt my feelings with those quotation marks 😓 I got a t shirt for you btw🥰

You: 😲 is it Neymar’s?

Kylian: fuck no! you’re wearing my name

You: jk😝 ig I’ll see you Saturday then!

Kylian: okay bébé🙌🏼 I’ll book you a plane ticket, and you’re staying at my place. 😌

You: why the heck would I do that? 🫥

Kylian: because I am ur man. And besides it’s safer for you to stay with me. 😇

You: fine. but no funny business👀

Kylian: what funny business?🤔

You: don’t act all innocent Kylian.

Kylian: ahhh😱 Y/N! I am a child of god🙏🏻🛐. Why would you think I’ll do such a thing?😤

You: 😑…….🙄

Kylian: hahahahha promise no funny business. Unless you of course ask. I am a gentlemen, I would never say no to a lady😶

Kylian: hello???

Kylian: bébé come back!!

Kylian: alright fine ig u do have a life. See you Saturday love❤️

“Can you believe it?” Magui asked while zooming into the news article of Mbappé following you on Instagram. “They might actually be dating.”

João stares at what his girlfriend is referring to and immediately looks away when the photo of you and Mbappé holding hands appears again. Ever since you guys basically ended your friendship, he hasn’t been the same. Every day and night, he would think about what you said and the possibility of you being together. All these years, you’ve hidden those feelings, and looking back, it was pretty fucking obvious that you are in love with him.

João groans and lies back on the couch as his notification goes off. Ever since Magui posted the photo without his permission, he has been getting text and hate comments. Everyone thinks he’s a sore loser for getting back with his ex, but even he didn’t know they were back together until he woke up in bed with her. Last week when he finally decided to give up on speaking to you, he went out and drank with his friends without knowing that it was a setup and Magui was there. Everyone ended up taking shots, and the next thing he knew, he was in bed with Magui doing everything he could to get you out of his mind.

You were his best friend, everything he ever wanted in a friend. But the idea of dating you never crossed his mind because he did not want to lose you. João knew he was always attracted to you, but he shoved the thought deep inside his heart because he didn’t want to ruin the friendship. If he had known that you liked him for a while, maybe things would’ve been different; perhaps he would’ve considered it. But then he met Magui, and she became his world. She was everything he wanted in a girlfriend, but he still needed you. There were so many arguments in his relationship about you, but he couldn’t choose just one because you’re his best friend and she was his dream girl. But since you left him, his feelings have been very complicated, and he wasn’t sure. He has missed you more than ever, and even the idea of being with his dream girl wasn’t enough. He needed you, but he didn’t know how to tell you without hurting everyone else.

“Babe, I’m talking to you,” Magui whines, frustrated that her boyfriend has been drifting off lately. “Sorry, what did you say?” João asked. Magui frowns and rolls her eyes, “I asked if you knew she’s been sleeping with Kylian?” João just stared at her, wondering where she got the idea of you sleeping with Mbappé. He knew you were friends with Hakimi, but you’ve never mentioned it to him about Mbappé, and you tell him everything. “She’s not like that, so it has to be serious,” João says bluntly, the thought leaving a bad taste in his mouth. “Oh please, do you think Kylian Mbappé would want a girl like her?” Magui asked with disgust. João narrows his eyes, not liking how she is talking about you. “A girl like her?” João asked for clarification. “Yeah, you know, hoeing around footballers to be relevant,” Magui shrugs. João sits up and glares at his girlfriend, “like what you did when you were with me?” This causes Magui and himself to be shocked because he has never mentioned their past. When João forgives, he let go of the pain, because he doesn’t want confrontation, but he has had enough of her treating him like trash. “Honestly, I don’t fucking know why you cheated on me so many times. The idea never occurred to me once, and the fact that you did it so many times only shows how little you care about me and this relationship.” João aggressively stands up and grabs his jacket and car key. He then starts heading to the door, but Magui wraps her arms around his waist, hugging him. “You know how much I struggled because you keep having her around. Things will change because she’s not here anymore. You only need me. It’s me, you need and want. I love you so much, João; no one else but you.”

These were the words he had always wanted to hear from her. She was everything he wanted, but being treated like shit can only reach a specific limit, and he has reached it. But before he let her go forever, he needed to confirm something. João turns around, and without warning, he presses his lips on Magui’s. She accepted it with a moan, mouth savoring the way he lusted for her. She holds on to his t-shirt and starts backing up to the couch, wanting to dominate him. João let her, and the next thing she knew, he was on top of her, looking down at her, anger and confusion written all over his eyes. “You taste like shit. You don’t taste like the girl I fell in love with. I deserve better than you. Go find someone else to be your puppet because I am done,” he says disgustingly. She whimpers, but he doesn’t care; he gets off her and starts walking away, never looking back.

Saturday: PSG vs. Borussia Dortmund

Hakimi: Fuck you for not telling me that you were coming.

Y/N: Hello to you too. And it was a last min decision lol.

Hakimi: whatever. Anything happened last night at Kylian’s house? 😉

Y/N: no you sinful child. we slept like a baby.

Hakimi: whatever😒 anyways party at my place after the game.

Y/N: bruh u confident asf

Hakimi: bitch if I lose I’m not going to eat ice cream and cry. I’ll just party and drink in misery 🥳

Y/N: damn are you always this pleasant before your games?

Hakimi: my bad😬 I haven’t been laid for two weeks, so I’m in a pissing mood.

Y/N: I can tell. Since I’m in town, I’ll just babysit so you can have ur date night.

Hakimi: Fr? Awe you’re the best! I’ll make sure to dedicate a goal to u😉

Y/N: yeah whatever. Goodluck!

You join Hiba and her two sons in the VIP section. They’re sporting Hakimi’s number as you wear Mbappé’s t-shirt. Hiba had told you that Hakimi had told everyone you’re here to cheer for Mbappé, and the whole team has been teasing him. You’re sure they probably asked about João too and wondered if you guys are still friends. If anything, this was entertaining to them because Mbappé has never publicly brought a “girlfriend” around them.

“Look, it’s Jude Bellingham’s wife and their two twins!” Hiba said excitedly as she pointed at a really attractive lady with two adorable children. “Wow, they’re so cute,” you said in awe as you watched the little girl jump up and down, wearing her father’s shirt. The boy stood there like an adult with his head high, and he looked just like Bellingham. “They’re young, but they seem to be happy and have the perfect family,” Hiba says with a huge smile. “It doesn’t matter when you find the right person.” You mumbled. You then look at Jude Bellingham, who is staring at his wife and kids in awe. He looked so in love, and you hope one day, you’ll find someone that looks at you like you’re the most perfect thing in the world. (Reference to Jude Bellingham x reader “If I Should Stay”).

As you admire how Jude Bellingham looks at his wife and kids, you think of the chances you could have if you let go of this ridiculous feeling for João. Maybe you’ll find someone who loves and looks at you similarly. Maybe your Mr. Right is waiting for you while you chase after a guy that doesn’t want you. You smile sadly, and then your eyes drift to the PSG side to see Mbappé staring up at you. His eyes smile at you, and his mouth curves upward when you make eye contact. Your stomach twists, and your face heats up from his stare. You awkwardly wave, and he places four fingers on his lips and sends them your way. The crowd starts going wild, and you’re left stunned as Mbappé smirks and walks away.

Your phone was going off wildly as the news made it around that you’re attending PSG’s game and are supporting Mbappé. Everyone has concluded that you two made it official because, on his first goal, he dedicated it to you by sending a heart your way after he scored. The crowd obviously went wild, and people were telling one another the news, and you’re now labeled as Kylian Mbappé’s girlfriend. Even though this is fake, you couldn’t help but feel drawn to him. He was flirtatious and knew what he was doing. It almost felt real, and for a moment, you forgot the purpose of faking a relationship with him.

“You know he’s down bad for you, right?” Hiba asked while staring at you. You awkwardly chuckle and shake your head, “it’s nothing that serious,” you mumble. Hiba smiles and looks back at the field. “I have known Kylian for years, and he has never brought a woman around us. If he is showing you off for the world to see, it’s obvious he wants you and wants to tell everybody to back off.” You stare at Mbappé, dumbfounded about what Hiba just said. You’ve known the man briefly, but you realize he has known you for years because of Hakimi. Everything Hakimi knows about you has been passed on to Mbappé, who later took an interest in you. For someone whose always hyper and happy, he is one of the most mysterious people you’ve ever met. From pursuing you secretly to fake dating you, he has a side of him you don’t know but want to know.

“You enjoyed the game, bébé?” He asked as soon as you entered the PSG waiting room. “Yeah, it was good. Congratulations,” you said and hugged him. He gladly accepted it, causing his friends to snicker and whistle in the back. “Kylian, you going to introduce?” Neymar asked with a smirk. Mbappé glares at him, “this is my girl, Y/N.” Your face once again heats up from the sound of that. “Cute name for a pretty girl,” Neymar says and shakes your hand. “Mbappé’s a lucky guy.” You giggle, causing Mbappé to glare at you and Neymar; it was pretty cute seeing him jealous. “That’s enough,” Mbappé warns, causing Neymar to shrug and back off. “Oh, come on, be mature,” Neymar says while rolling his eyes. Ignoring Neymar’s comment, Mbappé quickly grabs his stuff, along with his car key. “Let’s go. I got some plans for us.”

“You assholes, don’t forget about the after-party!” Hakimi calls after you and Mbappé as you guys rush out of the room. “Use protection!” You heard someone else shout, causing Mbappé to laugh and you to blush. Like expected, a couple of paparazzi were already waiting outside to catch a glimpse of you and Mbappé. Mbappé and a couple of his security guided you to his car; many people were already snapping photos and screaming their questions.

Y/N how do you feel about João Félix and Magui getting back together?

When did you and Mbappé meet?

Are you guys official?

How do you feel about João Félix unfollowing Magui?

You entered the passenger seat, staring at the person who shouted that question. It has been a while since you’ve been on social media, so you haven’t heard the news of João unfollowing Magui. If it were true, you would be shocked because that is a step to moving on, and he has never taken that step. But then what would be of your relationship with him? Would you guys be friends again? And what would happen to your fake relationship with Kylian? Would you guys have to end it faster than expected?

“You good?” Mbappé asked while staring at you. You smile and him and shake off the weird feelings. “Yeah, just a bit overwhelmed,” you smiled. Mbappé tucks a strand of hair behind your ears, “you looked great, by the way. How was your first time experiencing being a WAG?” He grins while pulling out of the parking lot. You chuckle; being a girlfriend of a high-profile sportsman was better than you expected. Besides sitting in a VIP seat, the experience of watching someone you are with play the sport they love was unique. Of course, this experience wasn’t new; you’ve been to a lot of João’s game and has supported him, but you were never the person to whom he dedicated his goals. “Hey, don’t let them get to you. I know exactly what to cheer you up!”

“Kylian. Omg, when did you do this?” You asked while looking at the setup in front of you. It was beautiful. He has a huge comfortable couch on his balcony with pillows and blankets laid out. A coffee table was placed on the foot of the sofa, with all your favorite snacks and drinks. Five feet from the couch stands a movie theater screen. Candles were light and lined up on the edge of his balcony, and the Eiffel Tower could be seen from his balcony. It was incredibly beautiful.

“Achraf parties always end up with everyone passing out, so I wanted us to spend time together,” Mbappé says while guiding you to the couch. You still admired how beautiful everything looked; you almost wanted to cry because of his effort. “Come on, I don’t want you getting cold,” he says, and you lay on the couch as he lays next to you and covers the both of you with a warm blanket. The movie starts, but you guys don’t focus; both of you want to get to know one another on a deeper level. “Tell me about you, Y/N,” he says while grabbing the bucket of popcorn. “Tell me things people don’t know.”

“Are you asking for my favorite color?” You laughed, causing him to smile softly. “I will take whatever you give me,” he says, and you didn’t miss your heart jumping. No wonder people call him a womanizer; he knows exactly what to say. “Well, people don’t know that I’m secretly in love with my best friend…former best friend,” you said. Mbappé nods, waiting for you to continue. “Ahum, people don’t know that I’m insecure about being labeled as João Félix's best friend or now Kylian Mbappé’s girlfriend.” Mbappé stares at you, not looking the slightest offended by what you just said. “And people don’t know that I have a very important position at my job. I’m not just a pretty face.”

The movie plays in the background as you continue to tell Mbappé about yourself, even things that João might now even know, and not once do you think about the drama that is occurring in your life. “And yeah, that’s how Magui ended up hating me.” Mbappé watches you fidget with your fingers and bite your lips, his heart pounding from your effect on him. “Why do you like him so much? Why do you….love him,” he asked seriously. You glance at the screen and then back to Mbappé, “because he was the only person I ever had.”

Mbappé stares at your uncomfortable form, and he softly rubs his thumb across your cheeks. “I wish I have met you earlier,” he says softly. “Maybe then, I would be an option.” You gulp, realizing he’s referring to being with you without a reason. You’ve known he’s interested in you, but you thought it was just an interest that would disappear after spending some time with you. “If you were this sweet to a fake girlfriend, I can’t imagine how you would be with a real one,” you muttered. Mbappé smiles and gently places a kiss on your forehead. “Why don’t you find out?”

You stare at him; he carefully examines your face, waiting for you to say something. Mbappé asks you to be his real girlfriend, but what about João? Your history with him hasn’t been resolved yet, and after hearing that he has unfollowed and dumped his girlfriend, things might change. Would he apologize and ask to be friends again? Your feelings for him are still there, and it wouldn’t be fair for Mbappé. You needed to resolve things with João first before thinking of another man. But the way Mbappé was looking at you only makes you want to forget about João and leave everything behind. Clenching your pants, you slowly lean forward while staring at his lips. Mbappé does the same, and just when you guys are inches apart, your phone rings.

You awkwardly back up and reach for your phone. Looking at the user, your heart starts beating fast. Mbappé glares at the username, knowing who “The Golden Boy” is. Without meeting his eyes, you answer the phone. “Hello?” You asked. “Y/N, I need you,” João says; your heart beats fast because he sounds broken like he just finished crying. “Fuck I miss you so much; I need you right now, please,” he begs. Because you were used to responding quickly to his pleas, you immediately jumped up from the couch and started walking away when Mbappé grabbed your wrist. “Stay,” he says, and there’s pleading in his eyes. Your voice was stuck in your throat, and you listened to João’s pleas for you to be there for him and Mbappé’s eyes begging for you to stay. “I’m sorry,” you mumbled and pulled your hands away before exiting the balcony, leaving Mbappé behind.

Getting into the taxi, you glare up at Mbappé’s home, the balcony now dark. He didn’t come down when you hurriedly packed your belongings and booked the earliest flight home. You feel guilty, of course, but you’ve known this man for a short time, and you’ve known João your whole life. Although your friendship wasn’t perfect, he was there for you when you needed him, and you weren’t ready to let that go. With a heavy heart, you look away from Kylian Mbappé’s place and look forward to your journey home.

2 weeks later

Breaking news: Kylian Mbappé and Y/N officially call it quits after only a few weeks of dating. Many fans were suspicious of their relationship and suspected they were only short-term. Mbappé is now only focusing on his career and has no interest in starting a new relationship, whereas Y/N has reconciled her friendship with João Félix, and many fans think that might be the reason for the breakup.

Part III is coming! Are we team João Félix or team Kylian Mbappé?

Part III

@poopyloofy @simpingmyassoff @smiley-roos @untitled23430 @ts1mp0ne @forevernightmare @sad1esgf @kakuchosbff

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joaoolover · 2 months

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Bad match .

summary : joao lost a game and he’s very angry . he decides to take it out on you and well , let’s say it’s gonna be a long night .

warnings : angry smut , unprotected sex , oral sex , etc . (lazy to write more tbh . 😭)

authors note : this is my first time writing smut .. so sorry if it’s not good 🧍‍♀️ .

word count : 713

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you were laying down on the couch and you hear the door slam shut . you turned around while you and him made eye contact . joao roughly kicked off his shoes . “hi ba-“ I get interrupted by his lips harshly smashing on to yours .

he picks you up from the couch and puts you over his shoulders . “put me down joao ! “ again he ignores me . he goes upstairs and opens our bedroom door .

he throws you on the bed while you grunt as your body touches the soft mattress . “you’re all mines tonight” he says while taking off your shorts and underwear . he goes up to you and starts kissing your neck while you moan . “f-fuck joao” you say while stuttering . he trails down wet kisses all the way to ur wet pussy . “so pretty” he says . he teases you by flicking his tongue in your entrance . “s-stop being a tease jo-“ she get interrupted by joao’s tongue fully inside of her . “fuckk joao” she says moaning loudly .

she looks down at the view and sees joao head moving up and down . he sucks on your pussy while you keep whimpering and moaning . “I-i’m so close joao “ you say moaning . you whimper disappointed due to the lost of connection from his tongue .

he starts taking off his shorts while he’s only left with boxers . he starts playing with your boobs and sucks on them harshly until there are hickeys . he starts taking his boxers off and lines up to your entrance . without any warning , joao puts his dick inside of you . you moan while he’s stretching you out . you’ve guys have fucked before but you will never actually get used to his size .

he starts thrusting inside of you like crazy . “you like that don’t you huh?” he says while grunting . “y-yes fuck joao” you say while he’s hitting your g-spot . it’s not to long till your orgasm is approaching because he didn’t let you cum last time .

“I-im so close baby” you say . “you can’t cum till I say so” he says while you whine . he starts thrusting inside of you harder while your whimpering since the pleasure is wayyy to much . you can’t stop moaning uncontrollably .

it’s been a few minutes already and he tells you that you can cum now since his orgasm was also approaching . your legs start trembling & shaking while you cum all over his dick . “It’s not over yet amor” you hear joao say . he lays downs while he’s telling you to ride him . you go on top of him and line yourself up . he pushes himself inside of you while you moan . you start riding him slowly but then start going faster after hearing him whimper .

you can already feel ur second orgasm approaching . “f-fuck so close !” you say while clenching around him . it’s not to long till you cum all over his dick . he flips you over while he was still inside of you . he starts thrusting inside of you while he grunts and moans . you leave red marks all over his back . he keeps slamming himself inside of you every second . you tug on his hair while moaning loud because it feels way to good .

it has been three hours since joao had arrived in a bad mood and this was ur fifth orgasm . you both were sweating and out of breathe . joao goes to the bathroom and gets a warm towel so he can clean you up . you just lay in bed until he comes out of the bathroom again .

you feel two arms wrap around your waist and a kiss on your neck . “sorry if I was rough on you , I love you so much amor” he says . “it’s okay hermoso , I love you too “ he kisses you on the cheek while he puts his head on your neck . you both fall asleep in each others arms .

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#joao felix #joao #soccer #smut #joao felix smut #barca #fc barcelona #soccer boys

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mariaalizee · 10 months

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JOAO LORD HAVE MERCY

MARRY ME

#joao felix #marry me #football imagines #football imagine #joao

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versiculosbiblicos · 9 months

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#João #Joao #João 6:63 #Joao 6:63 #quote #frase #cristão #cristao #versículos bíblicos #versiculos biblicos #versículosbíblicos #versiculosbiblicos

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why-so-forward · 7 months

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The team: *after finding out that felix is going to barca* Fuck we need to keep him away from Gavi. Their gonna kill each other. We'll have to hide a body or 2 if we don't keep them away from each other.

*Meanwhile with Joao and Gavi*

Joao: Bestie 🥰🥰

Gavi: Bestie 🥺🥺

#football #football incorrect quotes #fc barcelona #pablo gavi #gavi #fc barca #fc barça #fcb #joao felix #joao

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psgirlie · 3 months

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Joao Felix ball today

#joao felix #felix #fc barca #barca #joao felix imagine #joao felix smut #joao cancelo #joao #real madrid #jude bellingham #classico

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prettyboyjoao · 1 year

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Dancing with a Stranger (Joao Felix oneshot)

warnings: smut, cursing, 18+

I could feel the lights illuminating my skin. With my eyes closed, my hips seemed to sway to the beat of the music on their own. My brain taking far too long to catch up to the movements of my body, but I didn’t mind. It wasn’t often that I allowed myself to reach this level. I usually opted for just a drink or two, preferring to watch my friends have all the drunken fun. After numerous nights of house parties, club outings, and group bonfires, I had rightfully earned my title of caretaker of the group. However, that wasn’t the case tonight. A long, stressful week at work had pushed me to my limit. By the time Friday came around, I could practically taste the tequila I was so desperately craving. Four well-deserved drinks later and I was on the dancefloor, lost in the music blaring throughout the tightly packed club.

I threw my hands up and slowly dragged them down the sides of my body, feeling the spotlight illuminate my face yet again. It was then that I finally opened my eyes, only to be met with Joao staring right back at me. It was hard not to freeze at the sight before me. He sat on the edge of the booth; arm draped over the couch behind him, giving me the perfect view of his chest that peeked through the black button up adorning his body. He looked good, really good. I couldn’t help but continue to stare.

I let my head fall back, swaying my hips some more. When I looked back over at Joao, I noticed that his eyes were still on me, scanning over my body not so subtly. His gaze was intimidating, yet thoughtful; I knew him well enough to know there was something on his mind. I subconsciously pulled down the hem of my dress as he shifted positions in the booth, finally breaking his gaze as he turned to look at Reece, who was yelling something to him over the loud music. I decided that if I was going to keep this up, I needed another drink. I dismissed myself from the dancefloor, promising the girls I would be right back, and made my way to the bar.

After waiting for what felt like a lifetime, I finally reached the countertop. “One shot of tequila please,” I yelled. “Make that two,” I heard a familiar voice behind me. The bartender nodded, grabbing two shot glasses and making his way to the alcohol. I turned my head to find Joao who took his place beside me. “Having fun tonight?” he asked, looking down at me with a smirk. There was a pink tint to his cheeks, a clear indicator that he too had been drinking this evening. “I always do.” “Not like this though,” he shook his head. “Never get to see you like this, so carefree, so...” he was cut off by the bartender announcing his presence, handing us over the shots. Joao instructed the man to put them on his tab, and once again turned his focus to me. I smiled sweetly at the gesture and brought the glass to my lips as we both downed the tangy liquid. My eyes squeezed shut as the familiar taste burned my throat. I heard him chuckle at my reaction, seemingly unfazed by his shot.

Joao’s laugh was something I had grown accustomed to hearing lots of during the course of our friendship. We had gotten on so well from the very beginning, with both of us sharing almost the same sense of humor. My friendship with him was unlike any other I’d had. He was always there for me. Whether it was offering a shoulder to cry on or providing me with company on a lonely day, he always made me feel cared for. I had developed quite the crush on him, I couldn’t help it. No man had ever provided me with the comfort and attention that he did. But I repressed my feelings, not wanting to jeopardize the relationship we had.

I was brought out of my trance by the feeling of Joao’s hand on my back, guiding me away from the bar and back towards our booth. He sat down, scooting his body over to make room for me. When I didn’t join him on the couch, he looked up at me curiously. He furrowed his brows, waiting for me to speak. “Sorry Felix, but I’m staying on the dancefloor tonight,” I smiled at him, eager for his response. He pondered for a moment before he spoke, “No worries, as long as you give me another show. I gotta admit, you’ve been keeping me quite entertained.” He smiled mischievously and dropped his right eye down into a wink. I felt my cheeks burn as I turned and walked away.

It wasn’t unlike Joao to be a little flirtatious with me. In fact, I found myself slapping his arm quite often for the comments he would make in public. It was all in good fun though, and he never seemed to mean it in any way but a harmless joke. But tonight was different, his tone was different. The glint in his eye left my stomach turning, hoping that tonight was the night he actually meant it.

I found myself in the center of the dancefloor once again, hips moving to the rhythm of the pulsing bass. Song after song passed by and not once did I slow my movements. I was in my element, completely enthralled by the electric environment surrounding me. A pair of hands on my hips startled me, and I glanced over my shoulder to find a man positioning himself behind me. He was attractive, to say the least. Shaggy blonde hair hung over his forehead, slightly covering his green eyes that were staring right into mine. “Hi beautiful,” he spoke just loud enough that I could hear. Instead of responding, I turned around, pressing my back into his front. Any other night, I would’ve turned the man down, opting to dance by myself rather than with a stranger. But I made an exception, knowing full well that I had an audience tonight. If Joao wanted a show, then he sure as hell was gonna get one.

The man adjusted his hands on my waist as I swayed back and forth, getting more comfortable with the fact that a total stranger had his hands on my body. Just as the beat began to pick up again, I heard another man’s voice behind me. “I’ll take it from here bro” My stomach dropped, instantly recognizing the familiar accent. The man backed off without a word, knowing he didn’t stand a chance against Joao, who basically towered over him. I stifled a laugh, looking up at him with a smile, only to be met with a stern gaze. “What’s the matter? You that eager to come join me?” I teased. He pulled me into his chest and wrapped both of his arms around me tightly, leaving no room for me to move. He bent down, making sure his lips were level with my ear before he spoke, “Don’t like watching another man put his hands all over my girl.” He loosened his grip on my body and moved his large hands to my waist, holding on as if I was going to disappear at any given moment. I didn’t say anything, too shocked to even begin to form a response. Instead, I pushed back into him, placing my ass exactly where he wanted it. I resumed my movement, moving slower than before, grinding back into his body. He groaned internally and pressed himself closer to me, although I don’t think it was physically possible. He raked his hands up and down my body and I leaned my head back, resting it on his shoulder, while continuing to move my hips. I couldn’t help but shiver as he brought his lips to my ear once again. “So fuckin’ beautiful,” he whispered, pressing a small kiss to my earlobe.

I nearly melted at his words. I could feel him growing harder as I moved with him, desperately wanting to feel more of me as I did him. In a sudden and unexpected act of drunken bravery, I quickly swiveled around and pressed my lips onto his, not giving either of us any more time to think about it. My body was on fire, feeling like it could explode any second. The moment I had been waiting for so long was finally here, and it was better than I could have ever imagined. He kissed me back passionately, attacking my lips with his own. His hand found its way to my hair, tugging on the end of the strands to allow himself deeper access to my mouth. He separated his lips from mine and led them down my neck, leaving behind a trail of sloppy, wet kisses. “Come home with me,” he practically begged as he continued kissing up my neck. He made his way back to my lips and pressed them on mine. “Let’s go,” I replied in between kisses. He grabbed me by the hand and pulled me through the club, not wasting any time in saying goodbye to our friends.

A gust of cold air blew in my face upon exiting the building. Joao wrapped his arms around my waist in an attempt to keep me warm, softly peppering kisses on my neck as we waited for the car to pull up--always a gentleman. In a matter of seconds, we hopped into the back of a black sedan, thankful to find that the driver was separated by a divider. Joao rested his hand on my thigh as we began our short journey to his house. Needing to feel his lips on mine again, I leaned over and kissed him. He immediately deepened the kiss, pushing his tongue into my mouth as his hand trailed further up my leg, under my dress. His fingers toyed with the hem of my panties nervously. This was new territory for us. It was terrifying, but exhilarating. After a few seconds, he brought his fingers to my clit, slowly rubbing circles over my panties. He was torturing me, moving his fingers at a snail’s pace, barely applying any pressure. I pushed my hips forward into his hand finding a better angle, needing him to really touch me. I couldn’t help but let a moan escape into his mouth causing him to halt his movement. “Patient baby. Don’t wanna have to fuck you in the car,” he warned. “Be a good girl for me, yeah?” He caught my bottom lip between his teeth as he lowered his hand again, resuming his slow, torturous movements. Thankfully, the streets became familiar, and I knew we were arriving at our destination.

We made a beeline for the front door of Joao’s house, so eager, so ready to explore each other that we didn’t even bother to thank the driver. He had me pushed up against the wall as soon as the door shut behind us, lips hungrily attacking my own. He moved his way down my neck to my chest, sucking marks into my skin, claiming me, as his hands moved from my ass to the top of my back. His hands found the zipper to my dress, and he hesitated before asking, “Can I?” I nodded my head, barely choking out the word, “Yes.” He pulled my dress down and let it pool at my feet, absolutely in awe at the sight before him. My decision to go braless was solely made in the name of fashion, but it seemed to be benefitting me in other ways at the moment. He stepped back to take his own shirt off, before letting his eyes take in the sight of my body once again. “So so beautiful baby. You’ve got no idea how long I’ve dreamed about this.” He caught my lips in a kiss again and tapped the back of my legs, signaling me to jump.

He carried me effortlessly, walking the short distance to his living room. “Me too baby, just want you so bad,” I whined into his ear, receiving a low groan from him. He laid me down on the couch and knelt between my legs, peppering kisses from my calves to the tops of my thighs. He pulled down my panties slowly, and I was sure that if he took any longer I was going to combust. He brought his fingers to my pussy, running them up and down my folds and teasing my entrance. “So wet baby, is this all for me?” he asked as he brought his face dangerously close to my heat. “Please,” I begged. And that was all it took before I felt his tongue swipe across my clit. I let out a loud gasp, so relieved at the feeling. He kept his focus on my clit, swirling his tongue up and down and side to side. I let my hand tangle into his hair, tugging at his curls. He grunted at the feeling and I moaned his name, feeling a pit starting to form in my stomach. “You taste so fucking good angel,” he murmured into my pussy, while deciding to add his fingers into the mix. He brought his lips back to my clit and began to suck harshly while inserting his index finger inside of me. “Fuck,” I moaned, dragging out the word. He added a second finger and I threw my head back, attempting to clench my thighs shut, but Joao pushed back and continued his pace. “-baby, I’m gonna...I-..” he didn’t stop as my orgasm took over my body. I moaned out for him, seeing stars as he took his time licking up and down once more, cleaning me up, letting me recover.

He stood up and removed his pants, wasting no time, just as desperate for release as I was. He removed his boxers and kicked them aside, letting me see all of him for the first time. My eyes were drawn to his member as I studied his body. I was intimidated at his size, but so eager to feel him fill me up. Joao moved on top of me and hovered over my body, connecting our lips in a passionate kiss. He moved his lips down to my chest and shifted his attention to my breasts; sucking, biting, licking, and marking my tit in any way he could while using his hand to grope the other. He lowered his hand between us and grabbed himself, dragging his tip up and down my folds, teasing me. I whimpered at the sensation, wanting, needing, him to take me right now, but knowing he wanted me to beg for it.

“Need to feel you,” I choked out. He fulfilled my request and pushed his tip past my entrance, slowly pushing himself all the way into me. “Oh fuck,” he groaned, lowering his head into the crook of my neck. He waited a minute, shifting his hips at a soft pace, allowing me to adjust to him. I let out a moan, encouraging him to pick up his pace, and his thrusts became quicker. He lifted his head up and watched me, admiring the way my mouth fell open in bliss. His eyes fell to my chest and watched as my tits bounced. “Look so pretty marked up for me baby. All fuckin’ mine,” he grunted, rutting his hips into mine more aggressively. “All yours,” I agreed, earning a moan from him. He sounded so pretty, so vulnerable. I could never get enough of hearing him. He brought his hand down to my clit and began to rub the sensitive bundle of nerves while continuing at the same pace. A string of curse words flew out of my mouth, overwhelmed by the pleasure. It wasn’t long before that familiar feeling began to form. “I’m so close baby,” I cried. He squinted his eyes shut and I could tell he was too. “Shit,” he whimpered, “cum for me pretty girl, let me have you.” I saw stars as I came around him, listening to him moan at the feeling of me clenched around his cock. His thrusts became more aggressive and unsteady as he threw his head back and cried out, “fuck baby.” His hips stopped moving as I felt his warm release inside of me. His mouth formed an ‘O’ as he came down from his high, relishing in the feeling of finishing in me.

He pulled himself out of me and flopped his body beside me, engulfing me in his arms. We laid in a comfortable silence for several minutes, neither of us wanting to ruin the moment we had waited for so long. He picked up a strand of my hair and twisted it in his fingers, sighing before finally speaking up. “Stay with me tonight?” he asked. Sleepovers with Joao were my favorite thing; we had many over the course of our friendship. However, tonight was something more. It would be our first sleepover together. I was scared, but ready to embrace the change, ready to embrace him. “Of course,” I replied, feeling giddy at the thought of finally being able to sleep in his arms. “Good, because I wouldn’t have taken no for an answer.”

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judessangel · 2 months

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since we are both rma fan can you make one where reader tries to convince joao to join real madrid?

if u dont write for joao felix ignore!!!

think about it!

‌joão félix x f!reader

summary: the request 😵‍💫

a/n: ill try to post everyday since i have a few requests (thank u very much!!) keep sending them in more, it gives me motivation. very short btw im so sorry:(

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joao was the star player of barcelona, the team that rivaled real madrid for years. he was known for his incredible skills and was loved by fans all over the world. however, there was one fan in particular who had her eyes set on him—y/n

y/n had been a die-hard real madrid fan her whole life,thanks to her brother. she had grown up watching their matches with her family and had always loved when seeing her team win against barcelona.

it isnt that she hated barcelona, she did still support the team, but she always thought that madrid was just better.

but when she met joao, everything changed,

they had met at a charity event and immediately hit it off. y/n couldn't believe her that she was with a guy who played for barcelona, not in a mean way, but didn't that mean shes betraying her team?

but as their relationship grew, y/n couldn't ignore the fact that joao was playing for their rival team. she tried to brush it off, thinking that it was just a game and it didn't really matter.

but deep down, she couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment every time she saw him in a barcelona jersey at his games.

one day, y/n decided to gather up all her courage and talk to joao about it. they were sitting in their favorite cafe, sipping on coffee when she brought up the topic.

"...have you ever thought about playing for madrid?" y/n asked nervously.

joao looked at her with a surprised expression. "what do you mean? i'm happy playing for barcelona," he replied, smiling and crossing his arms.

"but why not!," y/n said, trying to convince him. "it would be a dream come true if you played for them for all of us!"

joao chuckled. "really? you know why…” he said but she wanted him to give her more than stupid motivations.

y/n knew it wouldn't be easy to convince him, but she couldn't give up. she spent the next few weeks trying to persuade joao, showing him videos of madrids best matches and talking about their history.

and to her suprise,

"ill think about it meu amor, seriously." he tilted his head and smiled,

and that was all she wanted to hear.

AGAIN! keep sending requests.

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amoosarte · 9 months

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𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄 𝜗𝜚 𝐉𝐎𝐀𝐎 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐗

━━━ in which joao is obsessed, he's crazy over the kind sweet girl everyone likes, even boys, that's what drives him crazy, so when they get together he does everything in his power to make those boys to stop but oh was he wrong.

Joao would admit he was obsessed with her, he wanted her. If you were to stare at him the whole day you would just see him looking at her.

Dahlia, a girl that was on everyone's good side, a girl who was sweet and gladly gave you help. He was lovesick for her, only wanting her to touch him, love him, only him.

Over the time he talked to her, he was smooth with it, acting like a kind boy just to draw her in, and she was falling for it, slowly and slowly.

He felt bad but he loved every ounce of attention she gave him, and he would do anything to keep it. He lured her out to the point she was comfortable to speak about her relationship with him.

"oh joao, I just don't know what to do!" Dahlia sobbed into his arms, making him stroke her hair smoothly. "Dahlia you should just break up with him, he's obviously doesn't treat you right." He pointed out.

"You're right, I should huh..but I love him too much." She sniffled, pulling away from his comforting arms. "I'll see you later j." She smiled at him, walking away from the cheerful boy.

It was scary how his bright smile turn into a frown that showed a lot of emotions. He had many things to do..

Joao waited and waited, he wanted to see the scene unravel itself. He smiled because he knew what was going to happen. A boy breaking the heart of his love, just for her to end up back into his arms.

"He broke up with me.." Dahlia wiped the tears off his cheeks, making him wiped them off for her when new ones came. "What did I told you?" Joao said.

"You were right, he didn't treat me right." She looked up to him, making him smile. He smiled so purely like he wasn't the cause of their break up.

He made sure of it.

It all went back to normal, her paying attention to him. That's what got him in this situation, him staring at her from afar talking to a guy, a guy he knew. He sighed knowing what he had to do. get rid of him of course.

"you should stay away from joao.." He said grabbing her hand, it making her uncomfortable. "why?" She said, making him scoff. "are you that dumb? everyone knows he's obsessed over you, likes to have you near him at all coast." He rolled his eyes.

It made her blush, it was a new feeling? she saw him get up and look at something, making him stiff up. "We will talk later.." He left her alone and walked away, making her look over and see a pair of familiar eyes.

"Man, I told you didn't I?" Joao looked sickly at he guy, making him flinch. "Man, fuck off, she isn't something you can control!" He stood up to him, that was the wrong move since it ended with a knife in his stomach.

"That's up to me to decide." Joao was quick to cover his mouth, stabbing him skillfully, trying to get rid of him.

"Joao?" A sweet voice called out to him, making his eyes widen. "Dahlia, hey.." It was a mistake talking out, because her honey eyes recognized him. It all clicked in her head, all of they guys she interacts once, were gone because of him.

She was hesitant but walked away quickly, she didn't want to interact with him yet. "Dahlia wait, look i-" Joao was quick to throw out excuses, but it was rather too late, her eyes saw everything. "Joao not right now.."

Dahlia pushed him away slightly, it was something small to tumble down his whole world. The girl he loved to a sick point walked away from him, but he wasn't going to let her got that easy.

Dahlia knew he was coming to find her, she knew everything, because she, herself was just like him. She planned the whole thing out, she was just trying to lure him out.

A knock was heard at her front door, she quickly but slowly went downstairs, looking through the peephole. Only to see a worry and anxious boy on the other side. She put her mask on, getting ready for her part.

"Joao.." She said, her voice becoming trembling, tiny maybe. "Dahlia, can we talk?" He said looking at her, she was hesitant, he knew but he knew she would let him in.

"joao what's wrong?" She patted his back, making the boy melt in her embrace. "I don't feel alright..Can I stay here?" He muttered, inhaling her perfume like it was a drug. "yes you are free to stay.." She kissed his cheek.

"Go freshen up in the restroom upstairs, i'll make you dinner?mmh?" Dahlia looked at him, making him smiled. So he did what he was told, after a solid 20 minutes, he was done.

He tumbled around the upstairs space, finding her room. Joao couldn't help but look inside, he wasn't expecting this.

Photos of him plastered above her desk, him way before he meet her, him with his family, everything. "Oh Joao.." Her sweet voice sent a chill up him.

Looking behind to see her looking at him. "You didn't think you were the only one that could do the stalking, right?"

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if he was MINE / João Félix x reader

Synopsis: You’re secretly in love with your best friend, who is in a toxic relationship.

Pairings: João Félix x fem!reader

Genre: One sided romance, sad story

December 10 2022: Right after Portugal’s Elimination.

Breaking News: Magui Corceiro is spotted clubbing with a mysterious man while boyfriend João Félix gets eliminated from the World Cup.

With an unfazed eye, you scroll through the comments.

He deserves so much better.

At this point bro is doing this to himself because this is getting old.

Isn’t this like the 4th time? Lol

Magui doesn’t give a shit about João Félix's feelings; she knows he’ll forgive her no matter what.

People continue to type out their opinions, which worsens as you scroll down. You are watching from home and is very aware that Portugal got eliminated. When the camera pans to João’s face, your heart shatters from his expression. He was in as much pain as CR7, and you know he was very excited to play for his country but was only disappointed. You wished you could’ve been there, especially now that the news is out, but you thought Magui would be there, so you turned down his offer.

You and João are both aware that Magui doesn’t like you, mainly because you’ve been friends with him since middle school, but you’ve never done anything to harm his relationship. João has had a couple of girlfriends, and all seem insecure because you know him better than them, but he has always chosen you. This was, of course, until she showed up and had his undivided attention.

Magui Corceiro is one of the most beautiful women you’ve ever seen and, quite frankly, João’s ideal woman. He has always gone for blue eyes and blonde hair, but something about this girl was different; he was actually invested in her and was smitten by her. Your best friend was in love and overly blind too. Their relationship is not healthy, and everyone agrees on that, but João is stubborn and refuses to accept the truth.

When he first introduced you to the girl nearly three years ago, she was very sweet, and you thought for the first time you’d be friends with his girlfriend. But as time passed, she became more possessive and controlling to the point where you went almost a year without speaking to him. Magui was jealous of your friendship with João, and it was the one thing that she couldn’t control because he had told her several times that you’re a long-time friend. And since she can’t ask him to leave his friends, she manipulates him with breakups and male acquaintances of her own. Everything about his feelings for her was real, but she saw it as a tool to manipulate one of the best upcoming players. However, still, João is responsible for how he gets treated, and so far, he has allowed every gaslighting, manipulation, mental abuse, and cheating into his relationship.

You hesitate on whether to call João or not while watching Morocco celebrate their win in the quarter-finals. Your eyes drift to your friend, Hakimi, who looks as happy as ever to win the match. Although you’re upset that Portugal didn’t win, at least one of your friends can continue on the next game.

Your phone dings from the numerous messages from your friends to your family about the video. It was no mistake or misunderstanding. The video showed that she intended to grind on the guy and didn’t care that the camera was on her. You’re sure by now someone has told João of the allegation, and this would only make him more upset. She was supposed to be there for him, cheer him on, and that’s why you didn’t go, but instead, she was in another country with another man.

You go on Instagram, hoping his comments weren’t filled with the scandal, but you should’ve known by now that everyone was on João’s case. His latest Instagram post was filled with Magui’s allegation and how João would never learn his lesson. Even with the hate he gets for staying with her, it has become clear that he won’t leave her. You’ve tried to convince him before, and that only ended with him losing contact with you for months, but your friendship was much more important than your feelings, so you remained silent and helped him when he needed you.

Leaning on your couch, you wait for an incoming call. Morocco had just finished celebrating with their people, and by now, João was probably heading to his hotel. He might even take a flight early to avoid getting crowded the next day at the airport. People can be brutal, and he was trending on Twitter for the wrong reason, and some even blamed his relationships for Portugal’s loss. It was ridiculous, but that’s how the internet works, and sadly his girlfriend added more fuel to the fire, and you can only hope that dancing with the guy was the only thing she did. Groaning from the anxiety, you decided to go for it and dial his number. He picked up on the third ring, and you relaxed a little.

“Hey,” you softly said. You hear a bag zipped before he responds, “Hey you.” You lay down on the couch, saddened by his voice that sounds so broken. “You played well. You gave it your all. I’m so proud of you, João.” He doesn’t respond to that, but you hear stuff being shoved into a bag, and you can only imagine how frustrated he must be and probably wants to come home immediately. “We almost had it, Y/N; I just wanted a chance,” he says, his voice cracking. You imagine being there, pulling him into a hug, and whispering that everything will be ok like you always do. “Why don’t I make you your favorite comfort meal when you return? We’ll have movie nights like usual,” you suggested. You hear another bag being zipped up, and that is it. He was ready to come home. “Yeah, that would be nice.” You smile and refuse to bring up Magui’s situation because this moment is perfect, with no mention of her, just the two of you. “I wish you were here,” he mumbles. You softly smile, cherishing the way he says it. “Yeah, me too.”

Your best friend texts you that he has arrived back early in the morning and is getting some sleep. You smile, excited to see him because you haven’t seen him since he left for Qatar. Many of his teammates were disappointed that you weren’t there, and Georgina has called and threatened numerous times for you to be there, but you had to decline because of Magui. But it was a wrong call on your part because, in the end, she ended up leaving early. You weren’t sure why she wasn’t there for the last game, especially since the Quarter Final is so important, but whatever happened affected his gameplay. You know João more than he knows himself, and you sensed something was wrong with him. During the game, he was off so many times, and his mind was battling between the game and his personal life. Whenever that happens, it is because of his girlfriend, and that’s why his teammates don’t like her. Many of them have expressed their concerns for João because she was such a toxic person, but your best friend is stubborn; he does whatever he wants.

“Hey! Congrats on your game!” You said while making a list of groceries for your movie night. “Hey, hey! Thanks, bud!” Hakimi says, and you notice his kids and wife are in the background as he stables his phone on something. “Hey, how’s João Félix?” He asked, his voice hinting at curiosity and annoyance. “Oh, Ahum, he sounded fine when I spoke to him last night,” you mutter. Hakimi rolls his eyes and lays his head on the couch. “If he stays with her, he will be football's laughingstock.”

You awkwardly laughed, remembering that Hakimi knew your crush on João. It was a drunken mistake that happened during a karaoke night. You, Hakimi, his wife, and a couple of your other mutual friends were celebrating a promotion that ended up with you spilling your deepest secret. Luckily everyone was passed out, and only Hakimi was the only that remembered your words. At first, he teases you about the crush, but after seeing the pain that you go through because of the secret crush, he stops joking about it. “I just don’t understand what goes on in his mind. I mean, he has you around him all the time, and he still chases the one person that is bad for him.” You sighed, hating where the conversation was going. You don’t want people to pity you because you already pity yourself. After spending your entire life being João’s best friend, you’ve realized that you’ll never be anything but a best friend. “Just leave it, Hakimi; I’m sure he already feels like shit,” you mumbled. Hakimi gives you an apologetic look before he glances off somewhere and immediately smirks.

“Hey, my offer still stands, you know,” he said. You rolled your eyes, remembering his offer of setting you up with his best friend. You’ve declined several times, but apparently, his best friend was very persistent and really wants to meet you. “If I were to date someone else, it would have to be outside the football world,” you said, causing him to roll his eyes. “Come on, Y/N, just give him a chance. And I’m sure it’ll also get João Félix thinking,” he wiggles his eyebrows. You thought back to the time João was jealous, which was never since you’ve never been involved with any other guy, so it would be an exciting thing to do. “You know this is your only idea that doesn’t involve me getting sent to jail.” Hakimi gasped and dramatically placed his hand on his chest. “When I told you to teach Magui a lesson, I didn’t mean full-on murder; I meant sending her to a mental hospital because she needs one.” You roll your eyes and tear the sticky notes off and start grabbing your things to go out. “We’ll, Mr. Scandalous, I look forward to your match against Argentina! Good luck!”

You walked down the pasta aisle, trying not to eavesdrop on the people next to you. They mentioned João’s name, so it was pretty hard for you to ignore them. “I heard from a family friend that Magui is dating a soccer player from another team,” the shorter woman tries to whisper. “Poor João Félix, he’s going to end up ruining his career if he keeps involving himself with her.” You frown at the mention of your best friend's career getting damaged. He has to work his ass off to get where he is, so it would be a shame if his reputation gets ruined. “But isn’t João Félix also having an affair with another girl? I heard that Magui only started cheating after he was caught sleeping with his best friend.” You immediately froze, the can in your hand almost falling. It wasn’t news that people know João Félix has a female best friend, but they never speculate about your relationship further than that. João has mentioned several times to the media that you’re his childhood friend, nothing more than that. Eventually, it got old, and people didn’t care about it anymore and became invested in his other private life. “That’s fake news. Would he cheat on a gorgeous actress like Magui with a regular girl? He has standards.” Clenching the can in your hand, you slam it into your cart, causing the women to jump and turn to you. Without looking at them, you push away from them.

Breaking News: João Félix actress girlfriend Magui Corceiro confirms break up with the Portugal football star with an Instagram post of her and a mysterious man.

You read the article Hakimi sent you, eyes glued on the mysterious man. You know the man, who wasn’t mysterious, he was João’s long-time friend. You aren’t sure why she was doing this publicly, knowing damn well people would be judging and talking. Every time she gets caught, she makes an Instagram post denying everything, but this time it was apparent she intends to hurt him. Closing the article, you text Hakimi a shrugged emoji and a good luck text before focusing on making your best friend his comfort meal. By now, João must’ve seen the news and probably been getting numerous calls and texts from his nosy friends, but you know he won’t speak up because he doesn’t want to ruin her already ruined reputation.

Smiling at your preparation, you text João to come over. You’ve made his favorite pasta dish and have some refreshments for the movie nights. You’ve also tried to look good and were excited about seeing him again.

10:30 p.m

Breaking News: Chelsea star João Félix spotted leaving a restaurant with a model. The athlete was thought to be going through heartbreak after girlfriend was spotted clubbing and hanging out with another man, but he had a nice date with a new beauty. Is the Portugal football player finally moving on?

Staring at your phone, you see a couple of tears landing. The pasta you’ve made had been sitting for 3 hours, untouched. When he didn’t read the text or answer your calls, you assumed he turned his phone off due to the scandal. Still, after not hearing from him for two hours, you were scared that he might’ve done something stupid, but just as you were about to flee to his house, the paparazzi photos of him with a girl were everywhere on your newsfeed.

Embarrassed for yourself, you got up and threw the dishes away, and started cleaning up. Out of all the things he could’ve done to get revenge on his ex, he went with this. It was already enough that Magui tarnished his reputation, but he had to make everyone think he was as bad as her. João Félix could’ve told people that he was over this and focused on his career, but instead, he had to be trapped in a toxic relationship that would never leave unless he let go. And from the looks of it, he was not over his relationship with Magui; he wanted her to feel jealous, he wanted her to beg for him to come back, and he still wanted her. Despite being hurt repeatedly, he still wanted her and would never want you.

Slumping down on the cabinet, you hugged your knees and cried. You cried because years of unrequited love had expired, and you needed to move on. He was everything you ever wanted in a guy, and he deserves so much better, but he would never have that respect for himself. You’ve liked him the moment you laid eyes on him when you were 14 and loved him the moment he stood up to the bullies when you were 16. But sometimes you must let go; even if it tears you apart, you must let go.

20 missed calls from The Golden Boy

The Golden Boy: I’m sorry pick up.

The Golden Boy: Pick up please Y/N, I didn’t mean to not show up.

The Golden Boy: what can I do to make it up to you?

The Golden Boy: don’t do this please….

“Y/N! Open the door! It’s been two days; you have to speak to me!”

Rolling your eyes, you glance at the pounding door. João has been banging on your door for seven minutes now, and you’re sure the neighbors will call the cops, but what can you do? He has already ruined his reputation; he might as well go to jail. “Come on, don’t be childish!” Ignoring the remarks, you scroll through your Instagram, filled with nothing but João Félix and his new beau. “Fine, I’ll just have to call your parents,” he threatens. You frown and immediately stand up and head to the door. “Don’t you dare!” You screamed.

“Oh, she’s alive,” he sarcastically says, and you can imagine the smirk on his face. Rolling your eyes, you open the door to reveal your best friend in a hotass outfit. “Hey,” he smirks, but you walk off before you check him out further. “Why are you mad? Look, I forgot, ok?” He said. You aggressively turn around and glare at him, “Well, thanks, João; it makes me feel so much better that my best friend forgot that he made plans with me.” João glares at you, clearly disliking your attitude, as he leans on the wall. “You’re being dramatic. I went out with a girl; wouldn’t you do the same if your ex was fucking your friend?” Crossing your arms, you said, “no, because I would’ve left them when they did it in the first place!” João’s face immediately turned red, angry about your comment. You knew damn well that his insecurity was being cheated on, yet you slapped it in his face. “I don’t deserve your bitchy attitude,” he warns. That only made you angry because he has done much worst. “And I don’t deserve being stood up!”

João glares down at you, frustrated that you aren’t forgiving him like usual. He had stood you up many times before, and you’ve forgiven him every single time. It makes no sense why you would be upset with him all of a sudden. “Look, I’m the one that got cheated on like a piece of trash. I should be the one upset. You’ve told me numerous times to move on, yet you’re getting upset that I was out with someone last night? What kind of friend are you?” Taken aback by his sudden manipulation and no common sense, you frustratedly walk to the kitchen. “I spend so much time cooking for you so you could feel better, you asshole!” You screamed.

“I have been by your side since day one! How can you treat me like an invisible wall? How can you only come to me when you need me?” João stares down at you, upset with your sudden outbursts and confused about your questions. “As a friend, you should fucking understand where I’m coming from!” He yells, “you know how much I love Magui! And if fucking someone else takes the pain away, so be it!” Your eyes roam his, tears filling yours, and only anger was in his. “You don’t have to do this alone. You don’t have to ruin your reputation. Someone out there loves you with all of their heart.” João chuckles as he tilts his head back. “Who in this fuck up world could truly love me?”

You stare into his eyes as he stares intensely into yours. In a quick moment, the realization was finally sinking in, and his eyes went from anger to disbelief. “You don’t mean you-“ he pauses and straddles back. Rows of tears start flowing down while staring at him; all these years, he had never thought that you might love him or even thought of being with you. The disbelief and shock only show how little he thought of the chances of you two being together. And once again, he has broken your heart. “I need you to leave,” you mumbled, voice cracking along the way. “Y/N, I didn’t-“ you didn’t let him speak any further because you pushed him away from you. “OUT!”

You cried the rest of the day, embarrassed and disappointed in yourself for being so stupid. You’ve let yourself fall in love with your best friend who had never shown interest in you. João had always treated you as a friend, and you kept hoping he would change his mind or miraculously fall in love with you, but his heart belongs to someone else. And even if he were to accept your heart, his wouldn’t be yours fully. You were selfish to yourself and him, and you needed to move on, even if it meant losing him as a friend.

Wiping your tears, you open your message app and find Hakimi’s name. With a heavy heart, you decided it was time to move on.

1 month later

Part II: https://www.tumblr.com/corriganatheart/712468039657996288/when-will-you-publish-the-next-part-of-if-he-was

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