the hcs you write are so cute omgee!!

ohmygosh someone acc asked me on my opinions abt football im so 🥹🥹 but yeah ik bc hes younger and all, the portugal team is gnna prioritise their older and more experienced players (bc honestly their team is almost entirely built around ronaldo atp…) so i wasnt completely shocked that he got subbed on so late BUT with that being said im not going to say its entirely fair to him too

and with regards to the penalties i do agree he shouldnt have missed it and its a shame that he did but the people who are blaming him and using him as a scapegoat are completely ignoring the 121 minutes of game time - 106 of which he didnt even play for … idk i feel really horrible for him and i just hope he has enough people to support and protect him so he doesn’t get completely thrashed by fans and the media … and to the people saying he “sent ronaldo to retirement” i ask you to be sooo fucking for real with urself …

ᴡᴀʀᴅʀᴏʙᴇ/ᴄᴏꜱᴛᴜᴍᴇꜱ:

you were backstage helping isaac get into his costume

his shirt looked a little loose, so you grabbed a safety pin and leaned over by his waist

despite the background chatter, the two of you were silent

when you grabbed the shirt to tighten it, your hand touched his waist and it was like electricity ran between the two of you

you felt shy, but held up a confident act. you just had to do your job, and you were behind him. he couldn't possibly see your warmed face.

"alright, i've fixed it," you said as you stepped away

he turned his head back and smiled, heading off to his scene

five minutes later, he approached you again, tugging and gesturing at the shirt

"sorry, the pin seems to have fallen out. you think you could fix it again?"

ᴍᴀᴋᴇᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀɪʀ:

isaac sat in front of the vanity as you were working on him

you grabbed some hair spray since some strands were falling out of place

"don't mind this, i just don't want it getting in your face," you whispered as you cupped your hand over his eyes, spraying the can

his skin was warm, but you tried to ignore the contact

once you finished, you removed your hand and decided to start working on the makeup

you grabbed light red lipstick and applied some to his lips

despite your intense focus, you couldn't help but notice through the corner of your eyes that he was looking up at you, almost as if he were analyzing your face

you glanced for a second and made eye contact. you looked away, heart starting to beat faster

"the stage lights wash you out, so that's why i, um, have to put some makeup on," you stammered trying to break the tension

"oh, i don't mind at all. you're really good at this, you know?"

you were taken aback and had no clue what to say, when the director was your saving grace

"hurry up now, we're going to start!"

isaac looked disappointed, but then said, "i guess that's my cue to go. i'll see you around, yeah?"

you had to admit that you were maybe just a little bit disappointed too

ᴄᴏꜱᴛᴀʀ:

it was the opening night of the play. fate was on your side, as you and isaac had gotten the lead roles

you knew the moves and lines. the audience was loving the show, and everything was going well

that is, until it was time for the big confession

the other characters left the scene, leaving you and isaac alone, facing one another closely

"i love you," he spoke, intently looking into your eyes

you opened your mouth to recite the line, but nothing came out. your mind blanked

this was the first time you messed up. all the previous practices were perfect, yet something was clearly different about this one since you stood there flushed and speechless

was it because there was an actual audience now with all their eyes on you and isaac confessing, even if it was just an act? but how could it be with the soft way he was looking at you?

then again, the rose colored stage lights shining on his face weren't helping one bit

the line still wasn't coming to you, and you were pretty sure isaac could tell. he knew he had to improvise

he pulled you in and closed the distance between your faces, turning your heads away from the audience.

your heart beated faster as he pulled away. you knew you couldn't continue in a daze, and thankfully snapped out of it, returning back to your professional self for the rest of the show.

afterwards, a lot of people came up to you, complimenting your work. throughout this, you couldn't get the kiss out of your mind. when he held your face, he put his thumb between your lips to make it seem real. you still felt his touch on your face

you looked over at isaac and overheard danny talking to him

"i see you used my acting tips. i really thought you guys kissed," he said to isaac

"yeah, i got caught up in the moment and decided to do that as improv."

"but i do wish we actually had kissed."