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I STARE AS NEYMAR WRAPS HIS ARM AROUND ANITTA. I shouldn't be jealous, yet I am. Rome rested on my hip as I watched.
"Y/N, fix your face," Rafa laughs as she stands in front of me. "Huh?" I snap out of my trance. "Don't be jealous. He's only helping promote her album," she explains. "I'm fine," I laugh. "Yeah, and I'm not seeing Gabigol," she grabs Rome from me.
"Wait did you just say what I think?" I chase after her.
"Meus amores," Neymar smiles as we get closer to him. "Pap, pap!" Rome continues to get closer. "I'm thinking pai might be closer than papai," he grabs him. "Hi minha vida," he pulls me closer to him. "Hi," I kiss the side of his head.
"We were about to be done, we just have a few more things to shoot," he tells me. "Take your time," I brush his curls. "Nice to see you again Y/N," Anitta smiles. "Nice to see you," I smile and nod.
"Alright, well we'll be going," I reach for Rome. "Wait! Keep him, he'd look so cute in the video," Anitta begs. Neymar looks between me and her, "I don't think that is the best idea. I mean, it wouldn't make much sense," Neymar hands me back our son.
