football imagines

𝐟𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐚 (𝟒)

"i'm yours forever."

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y/n's pov

"hey, baby," i said, when fabio walked into the room.

"hey."

he never seemed this quiet, normally he would try and engage a conversation. this, clearly, was not the case with him today.

fabio sat next to me and cuddled into my side, moving my hand to the direction of his hair to play with it.

this was an indication that something was wrong. yes, he loved me doing that and enjoyed it, but he does that when either he's tired or something's up. with the season now finished, i wondered what had happened for him to be in such a way.

he hummed in delight as my fingers moved back and forth on his scalp. moving his head closer to my shoulder, he pressed a light kiss to my neck before turning away from me.

"fabio, are you okay?"

"i'm fine. why wouldn't i be?" he said forcefully; harshly.

"fabio, stop lying. you can tell me anything and i won't judge. you know that, right?"

"yeah, i know."

"well, tell me."

"y/n, there's nothing you can do to help me. if i tell you it would just be pointless."

"how do you know if it's pointless if you haven't told me?"

"fine, i'll tell you."

he got up and started pacing across the living room carpet, turning when reaching the wall and returning, then repeating the action again.

"it's just that i can see all these lads following you on social media and liking your posts. don't get me started on the comments they put under these said posts. then they probably message you and try and take you away from me. and then there's people in the street, when i'm right there, looking at you and ignoring the fact that your boyfriend is right beside you. and when you watch my games in the stadium or watch me training i can see some of the lads and some of the fans enjoying their eye-candy."

he paused just to catch his breath for a moment. "i hate it, i hate it, i hate it! and you know what three hates make,"

"no..?"

"three hates make twenty-four."

"oh,"

"yeah. i just wish people could get the message that you're mine! but one day i'm scared that the worst will come. you'll notice them, find them a better person than me then leave me for that person. and i don't know when my worries will stop, given this whole thing."

i could see he was stressing his hands pulling down on his face, then massaging his temples.

"hey, fabio, look at me, look at me."

i grabbed his face softly and gained eye contact with him, before continuing. "i'm yours forever. i don't have eyes on anyone else, and i don't plan on having eyes on anyone, else apart from you. if you want, i can go through my followers and delete anyone i don't know, then go private. if it helps us, it's something i don't mind doing. if it's any players, i will talk with them and tell them to stop it, okay? i'm yours forever, i promise."

he softened, and placed his hands on my waist. he sneaked a glance to my lips and back up to my eyes, then kissed me. his mouth pressed against mine for a short amount of time, but it was sweet.

"you don't have to do anything, baby. but, thank you for the security about us. it kept me up at night, as i love you too much that i can't let you go. i won't let you go, either."

"i love you too much, as i'm thinking about us in about ten years down the line, possibly married and maybe kids of our own."

his face lit up, "that can be us, y/n. only if you let me."

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hope this is better than the last one! feeling good about this :)

stay safe, c x