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hey, i hope you are having a great day i was thinking about a angst to fluff with Neymar x make reader.

have a lovely rest of your day 🫶🏻

Neymar jr x male reader

!!Important!!

Note: terrible as always </3 this might’ve been a vent post… sorry and i know i said i was taking a break but yeah, I obviously can’t even take a one day break😹

Warnings: Angst, no fluff yet. Mentions of trauma.

Instead of y/n i used jack.

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Why? Pt. 1

Jack’s pov:

It’s just a dream. It’s just a dream. It’s just a dream. It’s just a dream. It’s just a dream. It’s just a dream. It was just a dream right?

I woke up shaking and full of sweat. I looked to my right and saw Neymar sleeping, but I didn’t want to wake him so i went to our bathroom.

I turned the lights on. *click* i looked at my self with my mouth wide open. I suddenly start to think about what i was dreaming. I start to tear up again.

“Go to sleep.” I hear Neymar say in a deep voice. I turn to look at the door opening.

“I- I’m sorry for waking you up.” My voice was on the verge of break, my body was really weak.

“Right, stop being dramatic.” Did i hear him right? I was still dreaming, right. I pinch my self. Nope definitely not dream.

“I’m sorry what did you say?” I say in absolute disbelief. I was completely bamboozled.

“You heard me, go to sleep and stop being dramatic!” He said half screaming. Why was he so mad.

“Heck no! You didn’t even ask me why I’m awake.” I snapped back at him. Absolutely furious.

“Ugh, your so difficult to deal with. Why are you awake?” He said with a nasty tone of sarcasm.

“Well since you asked. I might’ve had a dream where i was young again.” I told him.

“Why is that a reason your awake? You woke me up for nothing!” He half screamed at me again.

“Maybe because i was severely abused? Maybe the fact that i had to raise my self? Maybe because i was kicked out of my house when I was 12?!” I say matching his energy, knowing damn well I could take him. Being taller than him sometimes had it’s down sides, but for situations like this it was perfect.

“Oh…” that’s all he said. That’s all he said.

“Really? Oh? Boy please.” I angrily walk past him, making our shoulders hit each other. I was seeing red. I stormed out the room, with tears in my eyes. I knew damn well he did not think he had the audacity to be saying things like that to me.

Neymar’s pov:

I fucked up, but I didn’t mean it.

“Jack!” I yelled after him. No answer. I knew where he went. He always went there when he was feeling a overload of any kind of emotion. His office. Since our house was kinda big and the office was at the exact opposite of our house I knew it would take me awhile.

It took me a whole four minutes of walking. I looked at the door. Seeing as it was locked, I knew I was right.

“Jack?” I asked and knocked. No answer, not surprisingly.

“Jack please open up.” Again no answer. Mt mind immediately went where it shouldn’t have gone. I immediately started knocking harder.

“Jack? Jack? Jack! Jack please answer! Please answer so I know you didn’t do anything bad!” I scream with tears in my eyes now as well.

“What would you care?” I heard a weak voice say.

I slid with my back on the door to the floor. “I would care so so much. Please?” I said tears running down my cheeks.

“Fine.” I heard his voice break, I immediately stood up. The door slowly opened. I see im, i hugged him without thinking.

“I’m so so so so sorry Jack.” We both cried in each other’s shoulders. “You have every right to be livid, if yo-” before I could finish my sentence.

“Stop this, you don’t even mean it. You just say this do you can get sum out of me. I know how this will end.” He interrupts me, and the hug. I know he thinks this because of previous relationships.

“Wait, you know I’ll never do that.” I tell him with more tears rolling out of my eyes.

“Do i? Do you? I also thought we would never have to be in a situation like this, but here we are.” He was also crying. It broke my heart, to see him like this.

“Baby please i-”

“Don’t call me baby, Neymar” I haven’t heard my name out of his mouth in a long time.

“Please, don’t do this. It was a mistake, i was tired, i am tired.” I said with a broken voice.

“You being tired can’t be an excuse to say something like that.” He said with an even weaker voice.

“I know, and I really regret what i said. Please Jack.” At this point i was fully sobbing, and I barely even cry wich he knew.

“Please don’t cry Neymar, please?” He asked me. He hugged me.

“I’m so sorry, im so sorry. Please Jack?” I basically begged him.

“I know, and I’m sorry that it has to be like this.”

“Wait your not leaving me right.” I ask him.

“I’m sorry but I have no choice.” He sobbed when he stood up. I just looked at him while he walked away.

“Jack! Jack please don’t do this.” I shout. I decided to walk after him. He walks in our room, locking the door right in front of me. “Please Jack, please don’t leave me. Please.” I sink in the ground.

Jack’s pov:

It breaks my heart to hear him crying like that, but i just can’t take this. I pack some clothes and grab my phone from the counter. I’m scared to open the door again but i have no choice.

As i open the door, i see Neymar crying on the floor.

“você é tudo pra mim!” I hear him sob after me. He couldn’t see my face but i was sobbing as well.[you are everything to me]

“Goodbye, Neymar” I cry out. I get in my car as fast as possible and drive away.

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Y’all want a part two????