A single tear ran down your cheek as you exited the Fernando's hotel room. There was a large part of you that wanted him to come after you. To prove that you were what he wanted. There was also a part of you that wanted him to cool off. That part was ignored as you felt a hand on your shoulder.
"Fernando I'm sorry..." you started but he cut you off.
"No, it's me. Sometimes I get scarred that you are going to do what she did to me. So even though the rational part of my brain knows that you aren't her...when the thought of losing you takes over that rational part doesn't really get a say in my actions." He gave his little speech while keeping his eyes on the floor. When he was done he let out a soft sigh then met your gaze. "I've only ever really had one serious relationship before, I need you to help me get through this." He gave you a weak smile and you knew that you couldn't stay mad at him for long.
"I'm here whenever you need me" you said softly as he pulled you into a hug.
"I need you now" you whispered in your ear. You couldn't help but blush and giggle a little. He tried to kiss you but you wiggled away from him. "What are you doing?" He groaned, clearly upset with the lack of physical contact.
"I just think that maybe we shouldn't grope each other in the hallway, bad press." You said, pulling him over to you by his shirt. As soon as the door closed his mouth was attacking yours. Your tongues danced and he let out a low growl as you clawed at his clothes. You managed to get his shirt off over his head before he took control. He pressed you down on the bed and started to kiss down your neck. You tried to keep your moan in, but as he sucked at the dip under your ear lobe you let out a gasp. He smirked, clearly pleased that he could cause that type of reaction. You rolled your eyes, attempting to maintain some kind of control. This control was soon lost when, after he had practically ripped your shirt off, he started to kiss down the rest of your body. A shiver ran down your body as he reached the valley in between your breasts. He threw a disapproving glare at your bra then continued down your body. You pulled his face back up to yours and started kissing him again. While your tongues danced you started to undo his jeans. He groaned as you pulled down his zipper, which you responded to with a chuckle. He kicked off the jeans and was left in only a small pair of white boxers. As you stopped to admire how good he looked, he wrapped his arms around you to unhook your bra. You shrugged it off and kissed him again. Clearly pleased with your eagerness he pulled off your jeans and pressed you down on the bad once more. As you kissed him he wedged himself between your legs. Now all that was separating you was two pieces of fabric, they weren’t there for long.
An hour or so later you were trying to find your clothes.
"I swear I had a bra" you said to yourself as you searched to hotel room. You found it under the bed.
"Why are you leaving?" Fernando asked, as he started to kiss the back of your neck.
"Your press conference starts in half an hour, you should probably look less disheveled." You replied, turning around and kissing him slowly.
"Will I see you later?" He asked
"Of course, hopefully off the job though. Try not to get injured." You laughed as you left his hotel room. You managed to avoid the press and sneak back into your room.
Over the next two weeks nothing major happened. Fernando and you kept a very low profile relationship going and Spain cruised through the round robin of the tournament. The mood around the team was great, and so far everyone had avoided injury. That was...until Fernando showed up after training one day in your office clutching his shoulder.
"Shit what happened?!" You asked, helping him over to the table.
"We were having a scrimmage and i got tackled and just landed the wrong way." He gasped as you tried rotating his shoulder. "I have to play."
"Don't worry, you should be fine. Breathe. Now this is going to hurt, I'm sorry." You took his shoulder in your hand and forced it back into place. There was a sickening crack and Fernando grunted in pain. "Try it." Fernando was now able to move the shoulder around comfortably, but it stung. "Okay well for everyday training take these pain killers. Before the we'll freeze you." You started to write down your diagnosis and handed Fernando his meds.
"Thanks. How'd you do that? This has happened to me before and I have never been better this quickly." he had an awed look on his face.
"I am the best for a reason, love" you smiled and pecked him lightly on the cheek.
