Soccer one-shots

Pique+Marc

Role playing is fun.. Plus it's better than... Everything. Lol

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"Marc!!! I'm leaving if you don't hurry up!!" Neymar screamed

"Wait!! I need to show you first.. Let me just.. Fuck!" Marc hissed

He was showing Neymar his costume for Halloween. Yeah they were sophomores in high school but there was a party and they were one of the only people of their grade who got invited. Neymar chose to go as a pirate. He would've chosen something else but he didn't want to waste too much money on something that he would only use once. He couldn't wait to see what Marc had chosen. After all, it was Neymar the one who dared him to dress only in pink. Marc had to do it.

"Bunnies are cute on me." Marc hissed as he came out

And neymar almost choked. Marc looked so adorable It almost hurt.

"You look so soft," neymar said

"Shut up. Can I not? I look like a baby.." Marc pouted

"It suits you well, Marc. I have to go. I need to get ready.. Don't forget to ask your daddy if you can go," Neymar laughed

"He's not my daddy you freak!"

"You want him to be,"

Marc groaned and Neymar walked out laughing. He said his goodbyes to Marc's guardian and left. Marc's parents were always working and that meant that they were never even in the country. Gerard had been taking care of Marc ever since he was a little kid. Marc always looked up to Gerard. But as he grew older, he began to look at the older man differently. It scared Marc. He was unzipping his costume when a knock on the door startled him

"Come in, Neymar wha- oh.."

It wasn't Neymar. Gerard was flushed. But Marc was a little more red.

"What is what?" Gerard asked

"Umm.. A dare.." Marc blushed

"Your teacher called. You're failing math."

"Gerard.. I know.. I'll get better.." Marc groaned

"Yeah.. You and I are gonna bond over some good algebra.. Or whatever it is that you're doing.."

"We can bond over that any day but today." Marc said sternly

"No. We're gonna bond tonight. I'll be waiting for you downstairs. Bring your books,"

Marc groaned. He was not going to miss the best party of his life. Not because of math. He zipped back his suit and texted Neymar. They'd be leaving earlier than planned. He took a small piece of paper and wrote down the address. He placed it on a small table, so that it would be easy for him to grab it.

Neymar kept on calling him, maybe that's why he completely forgot the note.

"Don't worry.. I know the address," Neymar said

"Okay,"

But something else had Marc a little worried. Gerard walked upstairs and found nothing. But he did find the note that Marc had forgotten.

"You're in deep shit, Marc"

Gerard finally found the house. He walked in and noticed that Marc was grinding on some random girl. That angered him even more. His whole body was on fire. He was angry. And jealous. Jealous of that girl that was getting all of Marc's attention.