Raphina 25 and Richarlison 23 here. Enjoy :)
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The whistle blew, as the players jogged to the bleachers, few collapsing in the grass nearby it. Richarlison groaned and discarded his shirt, wiping sweat off his face. The team of Brazil seemed completely drained from today's training, supposedly.
- "That match was so fucking un-necessary, what a pain in the ass." Raphinha clicked, rolling his eyes and throwing his shirt lord knows where.
- "Yeah, but it benefits us with new tehcnics in case we make the smallest mistake, right?" Richarlison's words somehow made everyone's heads turn, as they bawled their eyes at him. Raphinha had a dead-panning look on, as Richarlison sat there confused.
He's new to the team of Brazil, and he's not really aware of the daily basis rules to maintain in order to fit between the party masters. Well, no one really ever disagrees or fights against Raphinha's words, but Richarlison is an exception here.
- "So you're saying without the training we wouldn't be prepared? Or ready enough? Make mistakes? Is that what you mean?" Venom was laced with every word he spouted. Everyone began to feel pity over the young boy, as Neymar rushed to the bleachers and sit in a seat near them. Neymar knew there was a tension; Raphina didn't like what Richarlison said.
- "Hey Hey, Richarlison let's g-"
- "He's not going anywhere, until or unless he takes back what he said." He stands up and moves over to Richarlison, standing and cowering over him with a vile-ly dominant aura. As Neymar tries to drag him away, Richarlison stops and yanks his hand away, looking Raphinha dead in the eye. This far from a kid? Thought Raphina with arrogance. He seemed to feel no gratitude as a teammate towards the young man.
- "I wouldn't want to take my words back for someone who could act so arrogantly towards a simple opinion, and that too, from a fellow team-mate. I'm not complaining; just hoping you act like more of a matured man when you talk/behave with people."
Everyone is striken by his words. It really seems he's not giving up any soon. The field goes silent, even Raphina chickens out with his words. As Richarlison turns to leave, he stops for a split second, not bothering to bat an eye.
- "...Grow up." He leaves, with everyone in awe.
Hushed voices started to go around, as the team gossipped and shifted to the locker room. Neymar and Raphinha remained, as Raphina stood still with a shocked look to his face. He wasn't exactly irked; but set back from Richarlison's sudden attack. It ran him down completely.
- "... Unbelievable." Neymar mumbles, following suit. Raphina collapses on the seat, a hand on his head. How- Wha- What just happened? Why- no, How did I not throw a fist? He couldn't help but to think, and wonder. The confidence was visible from the loudness from Richarlison's speech. His eyes screamed everything about protesting back, everyone noticed. It was un-noticable. The first person to fight back Raphinha. In conclusion, this situation was about to bring a change in the upcoming practices for the team.
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- "Bro was killing it that day, how'd you do it?"
- "Look, I just said my part." Everyone was amazed at Richarlison's simplicity in words. For his age, he's very mature-minded in general in the team's opinion.
- "And moreover, that was like- months ago. I'm sure he understood what I said. He's a grown ass man, he must know how to behave around people, no matter what age."
- "Well yeah, I mean, can't go wrong with you dude." Neymar pat his back, as someone walked in, grabbing everyone's attention. Raphina silently packed his things, wanting to leave as quickly as possible. After that day, he didn't know how to show his face to the team. He had been shamed at by a young team-mate. And whatever he said was un-deniably true, which made it harder for Raphina to deal with him in the first place. He had nothing to protest against; no one to be by his side. He had come to realize how immature he'd actually been.
- "Hey br-"
Before Casemiro could utter a word, Raphina left, feeling dis-dained.
Richarlison suddenly felt the need to talk to the elder. So, he springed to the basement. He found Raphina still a few metres away from this car. Richarlison surged his body forward as fast as he could, blocking Raphinha's way.
Raphinha had nothing to say, or to do either than to regret, so he stood there watching Richarlison regain his oxygen debt.
- "Raphinha..." He panted. Raphina wanted to just exit this conversation, but as a senior, that would be coward of him. So, completely ran over with the feeling of dis-dain, he hummed back.
- "If I did hurt you with my words that day, I apologize. I didn't exactly mean to shame you, okay? I hate it when someone acts arrogantly with me. Sorry!" He said, surprising Raphinha. Raphina couldn't believe it at all. Even though he's in the wrong, Richarlison is taking the weight instead. It shamed Raphina more; making him feel inferior to Richarlison's man of a personality.
- "I don't know why I had been acting like that, I'm sorry. If you could, forgive me for my words. I didn't mean any of it, I promise. Just...sorry." Raphina was about to slip away, when Richarlison grabbed his wrist. Raphinha tried to break away but with such a strong grip, it was almost impossible.
With each passing second, Raphinha began to tear up as Richarlison just won't let go. When the feeling of inferiority and guilt nearly ran him over, Richarlison kissed him. He froze in place. Richarlison pulled back, his eyes clouded with emotions that were too good to be true for Raphinha. As much as he wanted Richarlison's forgiveness, he never expected something out of the box.
- "You're so dumb," Richarlison laughed, dragging him to his car. He couldn't care less about his belongings. All he could think of, was Raphinha.
- "What? No. Let me go-"
- "You don't want everyone to see me fucking you, or so I thought?"
Raphina just blushed. He clutched onto his bag, looking down at his lap. Richarlison drove away, stealing another kiss in the process. Well, this is a turn of events Raphinha wasn't aware of.
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Ya ya im barely alive, sorry. I'll write with a better plotline about this ship in the future, forgive me. Til then, bear with this nonsense. The plot is ass, ik. Ok cya'll laitah. Peace.