Cristiano Ronaldo: Drunken Mistake

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"Mejor." I heard as a pair of strong arms were wrapped around my neck.

"Si, Sergio?" I asked with a laugh.

He placed a sloppy kiss on my cheek.

"I woof you." He slurred.

"Excuse me?" I questioned with a playful tone.

"Like I love you, I think, I saw it on a dog toy. I bought it for my horse!" Sergio rambled.

"Your horse?" I laughed.

"SI!" Sergio yelled.

"Wanna go dance? I wanna dance. Let's go dance!" Sergio said before nearly falling over his feet.

"How about we go someplace else to dance?" I suggested.

"Okay!" Sergio smiled.

"Go talk to Marcelo, I'll be right back." I instructed.

I watched Sergio go to Marcelo before I went to find my boyfriend, Cristiano. He was practically attached to the bar, laughing with Pepe and James Rodriquez. I contemplated whether I should even bother telling him I was leaving.

I met Cristiano through Sergio Ramos, my best friend. I was out with a few friends trail riding, and I was apparently on Sergio's horse since they were short handed horses. His "perfect horse" had went completely ballistic and long story short, he offered in consideration of my broken arm to take me out for lunch. Even longer story short, we ended up being amazing friends a year later.

I met Cristiano at a Real Madrid party. At first we were friends. I think he thought Sergio and I were in love or something but eventually Sergio convinced Cristiano to ask me out. Nearly seven months later, we're pretty good.

Cristiano gets jealous when I talk about Sergio occasionally and especially when he's drunk. I frowned and placed an unconscious hand on my belly. I made my way back to Marcelo leaving Cristiano with his friends.

"If anybody asks tell them I went to take care of Sergio." I asked Marcelo.

He eyed me suspiciously, but didn't ask any questions. He swatted Sergio's hand away from his hair, which he had been playing with. Sergio stumbled into me.

"C'mon, mi amigo." I laughed.

The next morning, Sergio woke up with a hiss. He immediately covered his face with a pillow and whimpered.

"Here's some water." I whispered.

Sergio took the water offering me a weak smile as well as taking a few aspirins from the bottle I had put on his nightstand earlier.

"Did I do anything stupid?" Sergio asked.

"Stupid is what stupid does." I answered.

Sergio frowned, clearly he wasn't finding any humor in the situation.

"No, well, kind of." I shared.

Sergio ghosted.

"You walked around completely naked for about an hour before I could reason with you the importance clothes." I revealed.

Sergio noted my smile before bursting out with laughter.

"I apologize, I guess I'm not a good drunk after all." Sergio chuckled.

I chuckled myself before reading the text message that had just come across on my phone.

"Cris?" Sergio asked noting the change in my face.

"Sí, he's very angry about me leaving him last night." I sighed.

"I'm sorry." Sergio apologized.

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