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ARMANDO GONZÁLES: ojiotos rojos — !! armando x fem! reader , he broke up with you yet he still can't get over you , parties can't make him forget you , why not take him back ? , set before, during and after the world cup 2026 , angst / fluff , some spanish dialogue , mentions of drinking and getting drunk
❝ dime que piensas de mí aunque no esté ahí, aunque estés con otro ❞
... "QUIERE LLORAR" the squad shouts as a mockery to the forward of the Mexican national team. they shake and move him all around from the chair he was sitting in. his expression hidden as he covered his teary eyes with his hands.
"ya dejalo," rangel laughs as he speaks, not being able to hold himself back. "pobrecito," edson ruffles armando's hair. the neatly done brown hair now appearing like a birds nest.
armando huffs with fake confidence, crossing his arms like a child being made fun of. "si yo fui el que la dejó!" he exclaims, as if that would help his case. "i needed to focus on football." it felt as if he was trying to convince himself that was the case, almost if he wasn't crying the minute he turned his back away from her. sure, everyone was focusing on the world cup right now, distractions would be the downfall.
[name] and armando had barely started dating, only for a few month of love and affection for it to be ripped apart. they had been friends longer than they had dated, spending nights watching movies and sharing moments that seemed too romantic to be platonic.
at practice, he can't seem to forget her. when he's doing stretches he ends up almost bumping into everyone. during practice matches, he loses the ball that's under his feet. it's no suprise the rest of the team notices. they feel a bit bad for him afterall. what better way to take one's mind off of everything other than partying?
"tómalo, hormiga!"
alexis vega tried shoving a drink in his hand. armando was already three drinks in and already starting to feel the affects. regardless, he took the drink which was a mistake, getting any drink from alexis was basically a gamble.
"tienes novia?"
"sí, tengo dos."
women tried hitting on and touch him only for armando to not react or send them away. he could barely stand on his own feet, wobbling around and bumping into people. which ultimately led to him almost toppling someone over as he tried to reach his friends only a few feet away. "con permiso..." armando's words were beginning to become slurred from all the drinks affecting him.
"armando?"
with the simple mention of his name, armando snapped his head back instantly. almost too fast for a man so drunk. "...[name]?" fuck, he almost felt himself about to throw up from the mix of emotions and alcohol he had. well maybe mostly from the drinks...
[name] raised a brow at his behavior, it was obvious he was drunk. "are you alone?" she asked. armando could barely focus on her words, seeing her perfect features once again. she's so close but why does she feel so far away? beautiful glossed lips, lengthened lashes that brought out her eyes, and her body covered in light glitter, making her look ethereal under the bar lights.
"no, no, i'm with the team... are you with someone?" he could barely mutter those words through a series of hiccups. she gave a simple nod, her lips forming into a line, almost as if she was hesitating. "yeah. i'm with a friend."
"[name], who is this?" a man appeared behind her, snaking his arm around her waist. pulling her against him like he had the right too. "ah, just an old friend." she said simply, being led away by him.
"wow, you have competition?" mateo appeared behind armando. a joking smile on his face as he lightly patted armando's shoulder. "let's get you home, you're drunk out your mind. alexis gave you pure vodka..." he sighed.
armando tried yelling out for [name] just for it to be washed down over the music and conversations. "ya tiene otro?" that simple question from someone on the team was enough to send armando into drunk sobs. which definitely would get him made fun of when he's sober.
"me da pena verlo así," obed mumbled, looking back at armando. he was laying face down on the couch in the hotel room they were in. obed, gilberto, mateo, and brian were watching to make sure armando didn't do anything thst he would regret in the morning.
"he's just like that." mateo sighed, leaning back in his chair. "can't we set him up with someone else?" gilberto suggested. brian let out a small laugh at his friend, "i wish it would be that simple, he's too attached to her."
of course they tried getting their friend on a date with other people. though he wouldn't even bat an eye at anyone else and it just felt hopeless that he would ever make amends.
...[name] had spotted him from a few feet away, she was by herself, hoping to drown any left over feelings away. not even being able to get a drink in, she had decided to walk over.
"you know, since you broke up with me, i thought mexico would make it further the world cup. maybe they should've let you play a bit longer."
most of the team had went their own individual ways during the break of losing the world cup. armando took up the opportunity to go back to the same bar alone and this time sober. though once he had the opportunity to look up from where he had previously been resting his head against the coldness of the bar's counter, his eyes met hers for the first time in a while.
"[name]?"
her name leaving his mouth like it was something he couldn't believe. he quickly stood up, standing in front of her now. "what are you doing here?" it would be embarassing if she were to hear how quickly his heart was beating in his chest, feel the sweat that was in his clenched hands, or see how dangerously he was already starting to want her back.
[name] simply shrugged in response, taking a step closer to him, as if tempting him. his hand reaches up to cup the side of her face. testing. letting his thumb rub across her skin he had touched once before.
"i was dumb, [name]. I miss you. when I needed you most, I lost you. i'm sorry." his eyes had already started to burn with the emotions he held back for too long. his chest heavy with the love he hadn't salvaged when he had it. with her eyes on him perceiving every emotion he was giving off.
"i missed you too, armando."
it felt like a cruel joke in his face. was she being serious? he was looking at her with those sincere eyes, he knew she was telling him the truth.
"can I kiss you?"
"please."
armando snuck his arm around her waist, pulling her tightly against him. lips pressing against one another's in a soft touch of intimacy.
"i love you, [name], I don't want to lose you."
@kismetluv 's works.
( this took longer than usual. it was supposed to be out before the first chiva's match but I guess i took too long oops! I want to publish a jude bellingham oneshot before everyone moves on from football since the world cup just ended let's see)
BRIAN GUTIÉRREZ : ella — !! brian goes to pick up his younger cousin from daycare one day just to fall for her teacher and volunteer to pick her up everytime, fluff, brian gutiérrez x fem reader
❝el corazón siento me empieza a palpitar, llevaba tiempo sin eso experimentar❞
...BRIAN STARED down at his phone with a scoff. it was already twenty minutes until 4 and his older brother wanted him to go drive to some preschool and pick up his niece in that time?! if he wasn't such a nice guy he would've blocked him immediately and made it someone else's problem. since that was not the case, he had already excused himself from practice and was on his way.
it was already 4:30 by the time he made it there, meaning he was well past the grace period for pick up time. he thought he might have to tear the city apart to try and find his barely four year old niece. just to see her and a staff member waiting as he ran out from his car.
"sorry i'm late, her dad told me to come get her last second..." brian tried to catch his breath while he looked over at the woman holding his niece's hand. "uncle brian!" the little girl exclaimed, running up to him.
[name] smiled in response, "it's alright! i'm glad someone was able to pick her up." brian was basically blinded by her looks the second she turned to address him. she was absolutely breathtaking, her kind attitude and beauty combined almost made him fall to his knees. or maybe that was because he was so out of breath already from running to try and make sure the preschool didn't lock his neice in the school for not picking her up.
"thank you for waiting, I was at practice so it took a while," he apologized. his neice hugging his leg as he gently patted her back. "my uncle's a football player for the chivas!" she exclaimed. "he's the best player!" brian felt his face heat up in embarrassment at his niece's words. sure it was innocent and genuine but it felt so humiliating in front of her preschool teacher who was so beautiful.
[name] giggled at the little girl's outburst. "ah really? nice meeting you then! i'm [name]" she hummed, putting her hand out for a handshake. it was just as embarrassing at how fast brian went in to shake her hand. "brian gutiérrez," he couldn't help the smile that peeked through his expression from showing.
"brian! can we go home now!" of course she would say that at the moment he was starting to talk to her. "fine, fine, I'll see you around then," brian was hesitant to walk away, looking back at her one more time.
upon getting into the car, brian was filled with curiosity. "psst, tell me about your teacher." his niece looked at him with an unimpressed look from the back seat. "what's with that look? I bought you apple slices didn't I?" brian huffed.
"you were late!"
"blame your dad!"
now he was fighting with a four year old over being late, just great. "she's too pretty for you and nice." his niece, jasmine, huffed. "i was only thirty minutes late?! and for the record, i'm charming."
it was no suprise that brian, who would complain about needing the pick up jasmine, now would openly ask to go pick his niece from school.
"my uncle thinks you're pretty."
brian felt all his progress from the small talk he had been building up drain the second those words left jasmine's mouth. his face instantly turning a light shade of red in embarrassment while he clenched his fist to hold himself back from running away.
"oh really?"
"no! well yes but... this is so humiliating." brian dragged his hand down half his face. [name] laughed, the sound harmonic as it filled his ears.
"well I think you're pretty good looking too." it felt like all his good deeds were paying off in the moment. jasmine looked between the two with an almost disgusted expression. "ms. [name], are you going to be my aunt?"
ARMANDO GONZÁLES : mi segunda vida pt 2 : BRIAN GUTIÉRREZ — !! armando gonzáles x f! reader x brian gutiérrez, two football players have a crush on you and now it's time to choose... your childhood best friend or his best friend ?, two SEPARATE endings, armando's part is so much shorter sorry
❝de enamorarme de dos ángeles al mismo tiempo❞
part one | part two
... "[NAME], DO YOU LIKE ONE OF US?"
"well..."
the silence that was drawn from the suspense was nerve inducing. two sets of eyes staring deep into you awaiting your answer. those familiar clear blue eyes you spent your whole life looking at and those warm chocolaty ones that always seemed to comfort you.
how could you possibly choose between the two?! your lips pursed into a thin line, heart thumping loudly in your chest. what a situation you had found yourself in...
"that shouldn't matter!" you let out a tense laugh, in reality, you did like one of them, more than friends. they looked at each other before sighing. "let's just watch a movie!"
maybe that wasn't too much of a good idea. the three of you sat in awkward silence the whole time. it was practically unbearable. "oh the movie just ended!" you fake yawned as you stretched and got up from the couch. "i'm tired, you two should get going, got practice tomorrow right?!"
the two were face to face with the door bring closed in their face as you pushed them out. brian was the first to turn around and start walking away. a hand was quick to stop him from leaving, "shouldn't we talk?"the light eyed man sighed, turning to look at his teammate. "what could we possibly have to talk about? if she likes one us, we'll leave at that, no need to fight." he hummed, continuing his walk.
BRIAN ENDING :
brian had barely made it far before a voice called out to him. making his heart beat a second faster, turning around and already knowing who it was.
"brian...!"
you huffed, trying to catch your breath. it was obvious you ran after him. a smile cracked through his face despite being frustrated in the moment. "can you stay with me tonight? i want to talk"
so there he was, back on your couch but this time armando wasn't there. "what is there to talk about?" brian hummed, crossing his arms over his chest.
"do you like me?"
"yeah, you're my best friend."
"not like that, idiot!"
a laugh escaped his lips, turning to see you with a nervous expression on your face. his eyes roamed over your features before taking a deep breath and giving a simple nod.
"yes, I do. wasn't it obvious?" brian hummed. his blue eyes soften a bit out of vulnerability. "i've been fighting armando for a place in your heart and you didn't even notice how much I liked you?" he laughed like it was some sort of joke.
you reached over with your hand gently cupping his face. "i just didn't want to ruin anything we had..." you mumbled. he placed his hand over yours, gently stroking your soft skin. "you could never ruin it. whether you feel the same or not, i still want to be around you."
"i like you, Brian."
"i know."
you couldn't help but laugh at his response. he lays out on the couch, pulling you over him. his arms tightly wrapped around you. focused on your warmth exchanging with each other.
"so are we official?"
"of course, what kind of question is that?!"
"you don't know how long i've wanted to call you mine." brian mumbled, placing a kiss on your forehead. "before you left i was going to confess but I got too nervous. my family wouldn't let me live it down..."
you stifle a laugh as you cuddle closer to him. hands gently going back up to cup his face, a small peck met his lips. only for him to hold the back of your head and deepen what was supposed to be an innocent kiss. passion and all the longing that he had held back was mixed with all the love he had for you. brian was finally able to express how he felt with you and no longer needing to hide it.
...a series of soft knocks were heard at your office door. making you get up from the comfort of your own chair to go answer it. "can I get a kiss?" brian grins once the door opens.
you raise a brow, putting a hand on your hips before crossing your arms. "shouldn't you be at practice?" you question. he makes a guilty expression as he shrugs innocently.
"maybe... just one before I go, please," he pleaded. his blue eyes turning into something irresistible which made you laugh at his desperate look. "just one!"you quickly place a kiss on his lips. you should've known one means a dozen for brian. he sprinkles kisses all over your face, your cheek, jaw, corner of your lips, forehead, and nose.
"brian!"
"time to go," you laugh, trying to push him off. he places one last kiss on your lips before smiling brightly.
"see you after practice, [name], love you!"
"love you too!"
ARMANDO ENDING :
armando had barely seen brian walk away before a feeling overwhelmed him. the weight of his emotions impacting him more than normal. maybe that's why he couldn't help himself from running back to your house.
the urgent knocking almost made you answer the door with a baseball bat in your hands. just seeing it was armando made you calm down a bit.
"armando? you scared me, is everything okay?"
he pulled you into a hug, holding you tightly against him, hiding his expression behind your figure. "i like you, [name], and i hate pretending like i don't." he confessed, his grip on you became tighter as if he didn't want to let you go.
"i like you too, armando..." you hum. he felt you hug him back, was it ridiculous that he was tearing up? his eyes widened a bit before he picked you off your feet and spun you around. "really? so you'll be my girlfriend?!"
"yes, but let's go inside before my neighbors think im going crazy..."
armando was quick to make himself comfy in your bed, cuddling you in his arms. he sure loved having you in his arms. peppering soft kisses on your face like he was painting a picture.
"were you always this clingy?" you laugh, feeling his eyelashes tickle against your skin. he nodded swiftly at your question. "for you? always," he grinned.
your lips meet his for a soft and tender kiss. he melts into it, closing his eyes as he deepened the interaction. separating just for both of you to be breathless.
...just like expected, armando did everything but keep your relationship a secret. he would tell everyone and anyone about your relationship. to the point the whole team knew before you had a chance to tell your parents.
"armando, where are you going?" Rangel asked, seeing the man getting up and immediately walking away after practice. "probably to see his girlfriend." "Piojo" snickered. armando gave a shy grin in response, knowing he was guilty.
but what's so wrong with wanting to see his girlfriend?
especially with both of them working so closely together.
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ARMANDO GONZÁLES : mi segunda vida : BRIAN GUTIÉRREZ — !! armando gonzáles x f!reader x brian gutiérrez, two men crushing on you at the same time, who will you choose? , part one
❝pero me está matando, por que a las dos las quiero❞
[note: I want to translate this into spanish soon, this is my first post on this account so I hope to write more ]
part one | part two
... YOU WERE Brian's childhood friend, your parents were close and from the minute you two could open your eyes, you both became a major part of each other's lives. it seemed he always made time for you. whether it was during a break at practice, lunch, or even right before bed, he made sure to try and talk to you.
it became difficult when you moved to Mexico for a job opportunity as a sports nutritionist. for a while, it became difficult to stay caught up with each other's lives. you were busy with keeping up with work and he had football to worry about.
"i'm moving to Mexico soon, i was just transferred to play for chivas," Brian mentioned casually on a phone call. though behind the phone he was hiding the desperate wait for your reply.
a loud gasp escaped your lips as a loud squeal emitted from your end of the line. "really?! congrats, i know you'll do good! we can finally hang out again, i've missed you so much!" you happily said. he laughed at your reaction, "yeah, i've missed you too..."
it was obvious to the people around him that he liked you more than just friends. he never got the chance to confess before you left the country, it's been 2 years since you've last seen each other and the feelings still linger.
..."Brian!"
you called out upon seeing your friend walking through the airport. practically throwing yourself at him, wrapping him in a hug. "it's been forever! you've grown a lot!"
he was quick to mirror your actions, holding tightly onto your figure. your scent, warmth, and familiarity was all he could process in the moment. "yeah, finally in person again, we should catch up," Brian suggested.
"you just got back, aren't you tired from the trip?" you frowned, pulling away from the hug. "you haven't even left the airport yet!"
"you're right, let's hang out sometime this week then."
the weekend would arrive, and so would Brian as he shows up at your house with a takeout bag in his hands. "hope you don't mind what i brought," he hummed, walking through the door of your home.
"I wouldn't mind free food!"
you laugh as you close the door behind him. "how was practice with your new team? make any friends?" you question. he places the food down on the counter, turning to look at you.
"they're all cool, we get along pretty well. practice is bearable. you should come to a practice one day, or is being a nutritionist keeping you busy?"
"really? i'll clear my schedule if my dear friend Brian Gutiérrez invites me," you laugh. "being a nutritionist isn't too difficult, i get to meet some amazing people."
"really? i remember you were complaining in the first few weeks on the job"
he snickered at the memory. "you were the same when you started playing professionally!" you shot back. he put his hands up in mock surrender, lightly shaking his head.
"yeah yeah, let's just eat."
there were frequent moments like that, visiting each other and spending time like nothing else really mattered. months would pass since you've reunited, Brian had finally invited you to watch the team during training and of course he was there to pick you up super early despite you not even having your outfit picked out yet.
"just wear this"
Brian sighs, picking up a random piece of clothing that was thrown next to him on your bed. his back laying against your bed frame while you dug through your closet in pure chaos.
you sigh, turning around to properly face him. "what if i see one of your handsome teammates?!" a genuine fear shown on your face. he scoffs at your worry, "you don't have to dress up for them."
his reaction made you laugh as you finally pulled out an outfit. "is this okay?" you question. he could already imagine you wearing what you picked out, and he would hate to admit it didn't make him feel some sort of way. "or is it-!" "just go put it on, [name]!"
the ride there was fairly normal, you screaming random songs that played while Brian would turn it up to playfully drown you out. when you made it to the training grounds, Brian had left to change while you made your way to the sidelines among other friends and family of the team.
it was mainly just you focusing on different players but mainly Brian, occasionally scrolling on your phone for work related tasks. though once you looked up from your texts, a player with defined features, dark hair, and bushy eyebrows had focused his attention on you. a smile made it's way to his face upon seeing that you caught his gaze. it was simply returned by you as a kind gesture but it didn't go unnoticed by your best friend.
"let's go," practice had finally ended, Brian approached you with his bag thrown over his shoulder. "Brian, you forgot your shirt," a voice called. an arm wrapping around him as familiar eyes make their way back on to you.
"ay Gutiérrez, is this your girlfriend?"
Brian felt his heart jump at the mention of you being his, all just for you to make him lose a sense of hope. "we're just friends, my name is [name], nice to meet you!" you introduce yourself, reaching your hand out to greet him. the man unravels himself from Brian before shaking your hand. "likewise, I'm Armando, but they call me hormiga," he laughs, now fully focusing on you. Armando sure was good looking, his features fit him perfectly, his playful nature making him even more attractive.
Brian hummed, taking his shirt from his teammate. "Thanks, we'll get going now." he nods, leading you gently with his hand pushing your lower back. "Nice seeing you, Armando!" you wave before walking along with Brian. when you got back in the car, you couldn't help but question him about his teammate.
"he's nice. are you two friends?"
Brian's grip on the wheel got unnotably tighter at your words. a bit jealous at your attention on his friend or maybe he was a bit saddened at being "just friends."
"yeah, he's one of my best friends on the team."
you smile at the mention. "really? it's great you have someone like him as a friend! we should all hang out one day." you suggest. though it doesn't sound like a bad idea, Brian just simply hums. "maybe."
He would invite you to practice again, and well so much for best friends when Armando openly flirts with you in front of him. during break, Armando practically runs up to you to start chatting.
"psst, can you give me her number?"
Brian raised a brow at his teammate's question as he does his best to catch his breath in the locker room after practice. "why?" Armando hums in thought at the question, swaying himself back and forth. "mh, she's my type. you don't mind, right?"
Brian laughs as he rolls his eyes playfully. "ask her yourself, idiot, or are you to scared to interact with a woman?" he teases.
"you're good for nothing!"
from then, you had become a bit closer to Armando, more than Brian would like, but he didn't want to feel like a jealous best friend.
... "the Mexican national team offered me a position as their nutritionist!" you exclaim one day in your kitchen. you had invited Brian over like always, wanting to spend time with your best friend after he became busy due to being recently accepted into the same team offering you a job.
his arms are quick to wrap around you, spinning you around as laughs fill the room. he sets you down on the counter, looking into your eyes with a smile on his face at your achievement. not seeming to notice the way you were caged in by his muscular arms on either side of you. both your faces dangerously close to each other, you could practically look at every feature on his face.
he swallowed a lump in his throat as he looked into your eyes. ones that he's seen full of joy, annoyance, tears, and all the emotions you've shared together. now he can't really read them as you both lean closer to each other.
slow.
hesitant.
both your lips set upon eachother, sharing a sacred kiss. one of Brian's hands coming up to cup the side of you face, rubbing slowly on the soft skin. when you realized what was happening, you gently push your hand against his toned chest. yet still your lips were attached, you both were desperate to not let go.
both catching your breath for a moment just to look in each other's eyes. he rubbed your face one last time before backing away.
"sorry."
you both didn't mention it again from then on. much less let it affect your friendship. soon your first day as the Mexican national team's nutritionist appeared, you were familiar with a few of the players. knowing them at the time you spent watching the chivas play. now, getting to meet each individual and new ones allowing you to make their dietary strategies to suit them.
"hello- [name]!" Armando practically lights up when he sees you waiting for him with a file in hand. walking into an office lended as you own during your time with the team. he adjusts in the seat in front of your desk, with his large, bright eyes staring straight at you. "i didn't expect to see you here! you're the nutritionist?"
"I am! it's been a while since we've last seen each other hasn't it?" Armando nodded at your question, almost forgetting that you were in a professional setting now as he began to get off topic.
you saw them weekly, making sure they were following their diets regularly. beginning to form a bond with a few of them, notably the ones closer to you in age. Obed, Gilberto, and Mateo who often hung around with Brian and Armando were the few you ended up hanging out with outside of work when spending time with the team.
"oh so you don't have a boyfriend?" Mateo asks, sitting next to you on a day out with the group after deciding on getting a sweet treat after practice. you shook your head, taking a bite of your froyo before you finally answered. "no, I've had a few boyfriends, I just become too busy with work."
Mateo hums in understanding as he looks over to Armando who was with the rest of the group putting toppings on their frozen treat. "What do you think of Hormiga?" he asks, now focusing on your opinion.
a small pause happens as you think. "he's a really great guy, he's easy to talk to, handsome too, but I didn't say that. i'm lucky to have you all as friends," you laugh, gently patting his shoulder before the others walk over to the table you two were sitting at.
"this is the only sweet you guys should've had this week! if i find out otherwise I'll put you on a strict diet!" you joke. "don't be so mean, [name], we all need something every once in a while," Brian responds. Armando looks over at Mateo during the conversation, as if trying to communicate something, just to be simply be met with a wink.
"you both don't have to walk me home..." you sigh with the two Chiva players following along with you. Brian had planned to drop you off by himself only for Armando to mess with his plans.
"someone needs to protect both of you," Armando remarks, crossing his arms proudly. Brian snorts, "are you going to hit them with your 'jutsu?'"
The dark haired man laughs he wraps his arm around him. "don't worry princess, I'll only do that when I need to." Brian groans in mock annoyance at his friend's words, peeling away from his grasp.
"well this is my stop," you interrupt, turning to face the two. "thank you for dropping me off, Brian, Armando," they jolt up at the way you say their name. you quickly hug the duo goodbye before making your way inside.
"you like her, right?"
"yeah, so do you." Brian responds. Armando smirks before ruffling Brian's hair and walking ahead. "don't think I'll let her go so easily just because we're friends!"
"you think too much of yourself."
...it appeared like the two would constantly fight for your attention. trying to start conversations with you or even get a glance from your eyes.
a knock echoed through your office before you called out for them to enter. "[name],do you want to go get something to eat with Armando and I during lunch?" Mateo peeks in.
your brow raises slightly, "what are you two getting? you know you aren't supposed to eat anything full of carbohydrates and fats." gently tapping your fingers against your desk.
Mateo laughed as he fully stepped into your office. "no, no, nothing like that. we were planning on going to some new smoothie and salad place." you hum as you nod in agreement. "sure then, just let me know when you two are on your lunch break!"
time passes and you expect Mateo to be the one to be knocking on your door just to be met with Armando smiling boyishly. "coach is making Mateo train a bit more for slacking off. did you still want to go to lunch?" and well who were you to say no?
"you didn't have to pay," you frowned. Armando just simply smiled as his fork stabbed at pieces of his salad. "i invited you, so I pay." that doesn't seem to make you feel any less guilty. the smoothie bowl you ordered was beautifully made, granola and assorted berries circling the bowl. it was almost mocking you.
he saw you staring at him like a sad puppy and couldn't help but laugh. "what do you want some of my salad or something?" he offered you a bite, his fork directed towards you. a major part of him really did want to share with you, but that's a secret he holds to himself.
"pfft, Armando!" you laugh, the salad grazes your lips so you couldn't help but give in. "that's good, do you want some of mine?" his eyes basically sparkle as he nods. "if it's allowed, I'm on a diet afterall," he joked.
you roll your eyes playfully before picking up a scoop of your smoothie bowl in your spoon. he batted his thick eyelashes as he looks over you with an expecting look. "ah!" he opened his mouth comically wide awaiting your next move. you snicker at his action, giving in to his unspoken demand.
lunch was soon to be over, meaning both of you had to make your way back to the training grounds. the two of you sat in Armando's car wasting time as you both don't want to go back so early.
"thank you for paying, I owe you." you hum. turning to look at Armando just to notice he's already staring at you. "it's nothing, you don't owe me anything," he said simply. you sighs as you lean back in the seat, "well, just thank you then, it's too bad Mateo couldn't join us."
Armando nodded in response, "yeah, it is too bad." he hummed. knowing Mateo set this up after Armando had told him he liked you.
"i had fun with just us though."
his heart was thumping loudly against his chest, seeing you turn your attention back to him. "really?" he questioned. you simply nodded in response. Armando leaned his elbow a bit over the center console allowing you to notice the small freckles on his face, eyes trailing onto his lips before flickering back to his eyes.
"we should probably get going," "do you want to kiss?" his question caught you a bit off guard. a bit afraid to answer the question and see what it would become. "yes-"
he was quick to jump to the chance. both hands cupping the sides of your face with his lips passionately pressing against yours. the kiss was filled with Armando's held back emotions before you pulled away. catching your breath, your face still in his hands. "we should go before break time is over..." you clear your throat, fully leaving his touch. he looks a bit disappointed but he just nods.
just like with Brian, you acknowledge that it happen, but only leave it at that. interacting with each other like nothing happened and nothing would branch from it.
Brian had made plans to hang out with you, just for Armando to find out and place himself in them. of course you couldn't deny either of them! "oh, you both are here at the same time," you laugh, opening the door wider for them to enter.
the two would make it a competition on who could get your attention the most with the time they were there. at least until they were both feed up with eachother.
