𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 | 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐫. 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐮𝐩

| 𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐲 |

11:00 pm

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"what the hell." your best friend looked over your shoulder at the world cup players, "how are they all so fine?"

you looked at suna on the couch watching his favorite tv show and looked back at your friend, "they're alright"

you looked back at suna with a smile on his face. "tch" you rolled your eyes. you scrolled over again and looked at neymar doing his dance. you overheard the music and looked at your friend start doing the dance.

"oh my god-" you held your hand over your mouth, trying not to laugh too loud. "i would do anything for him" your friend stated, "seriously- he can score a goal in you know where~"

suna's eyes widen and he turned by the couch, "do you even watch soccer?"

"yes i do!" your friend replied back with her hand on her hips

"name someone else on the brazil team"

she looked at you and then back at him, "jr"

"wow." suna turned, "that's literally part of neymar's name"

"OKAY MAYBE I DON'T WATCH SOCCER THAT MUCH" she retorted, "but there's no denying that he is very attractive"

suna threw his hands and looked at you. why am i in the middle of this?

"what do you think?" suna asked

"haha-" you awkwardly chuckled, "about what"

"neymar." they both said

"he's a good player"

"and?"

"he's good-looking" you finished, "is that what you want me to say?"

"if you believe it then fine" suna turned back to the tv. he hugged the pillow next to him and rested his head down. your friend sat back down next to you and continued scrolling, "O M GEEE~"

"who is it now?" you asked

"girl- do you really have to ask?" she showed you the screen, "IT'S JUDE BELLINGHAM"

"oh" you grabbed your phone, "he looks so young"

"and so hot" your friend drooled, "he plays for england~" she whipped out her english accent

"never do that again" you overheard suna say

"hater." your friend whispered, "but yeah he's pretty good too"

"i bet" you added

"YOU BET?" suna got up

"as in he's a good player" you calmed him down

"hmp." suna covered himself with the throw blanket

your friend scrolled again and rested her hand on her cheek, "wow just look at him"

"messi and ronaldo?" you asked

"ugh!" your friend threw her head back, "why couldn't i be born into a soccer wife?"

"imagine-" you joked with her

"IMAGINE?" suna jumped, "SO WHAT VOLLEYBALL IS BAD?"

"WHAT?" you jumped up, "I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT"

suna looked at your friend and she grabbed her things, "wow it's getting late, I'm just gonna-"

"yeah." both you and suna said. she closed the door on her way out and the living room was silent. neymar's song was still playing in the back, "i'm gonna turn that off-" you reached for your phone but suna took it, "i like it"

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?" you looked at him, "jeez- all that for what?"

"i dunno~" suna sat back down, "wanna watch this show with me?"

you looked down at him and into his eyes. it was so hard to say no, "fine" you gave up and he snuggled on you. "but do you really like he's cute?"

"goodbye." you tried to leave

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