"David, no!" I manage to yell.

A hand full of mashed potatoes is thrown at me, landing in my hair. David laughs and cheers, clearly amused. I crack a smile knowing I couldn't stay mad at this precious little boy. He's really grown on me since our first day together.

More food is flung around making a mess of the kitchen and ourselves. David and I manage to completely cover our faces with potatoes, bringing the attention of Neymar.

"What's going on here?" A familiar voice calls.

I try and wipe some food off before facing him. Neymar's eyes widen at the sight and tries his hardest not to laugh.

"David and I were just about to clean up sir."

Taking mashed potatoes from my face, Neymar brings it to his lips. "Mhm." He nods, flinging the rest back at me.

I flinch as it hits my nose, earning a laugh from Neymar. Oh no he didn't.

I repond to his little joke by smashing a fist full of food onto his pretty little face. Not so funny now huh?

"You're losing a day's pay for that." He smiles, rubbing his eyelids.

"Don't worry, that's what friends are for right?" I say, smiling back.

Neymar laughs again and gets another hand full to the face, but this time from his own son. Surprised, Neymar starts a food fight between all of us.

Everything was in slow motion as the food flew around us. We laughed and yelled, spending the afternoon in full bliss. Despite the messy part.

Afterwards Neymar helps me clean up the mess he claims I caused, but we both know that's not true.

"So we're friends now huh?" Neymar raises a brow at me and I blush.

The new label made me smile, no more sir or boss, only Neymar and friend. That is a good enough alternative for me.

Taking me out of my own thoughts, Neymar randomly takes his thumb to remove excess food from my cheek. Holding it there.

"You missed a spot."

This moment could only be described as one of those awkward silences between characters from a movie. Where the boy accidentally stares into the pretty girls eyes for too long, not knowing whether to kiss her or not.

My eyes fluttered half closed when Neymar leaned in slightly. I watched his stubbled face get closer as my heartbeat quickened while his hot breath fanned my face. Just as his full lips would connect with mine, a noise was made from David. Stopping him and reminding us we weren't alone.

Awkwardly we separate, mentally cursing myself for almost letting this happen. Neymar and I were no friends with benefits, he has a girlfriend whom he loves and it would be incredibly selfish of me to ruin that.

Neymar takes David upstairs telling me they were going clean up. Not once mentioning our 'almost' kiss.

A part of of me wishes he would bring it up, hopeful that maybe this time Neymar would follow through. But that same part screams at me saying, "Even if we kissed, what would happen afterwards?" And I was right, even if we did that wouldn't change anything. Neymar would still be with Bruna, and I his Au Pair. Reality sucks I know, but that's just the way it is.

Finished with the kitchen, I head upstairs to shower off any leftover food I've missed. I leave the door slightly open for steam to escape before stepping under the hot water. Mashed potatoes fall through the drain whenever I rinse off my shampoo, reminding me of Neymar again.

Biting my lip I remember how cute he looked while playing with David. I now realize the resemblance between David and his father wasn't necessarily physical, but in the way they both laughed or smiled. My new finding about the two sparked something within me. Not knowing what, I shut off the water and step out.

Changing into a big T-shirt and panties, I make my way downstairs for a glass of water. On my way down I see Neymar sitting on the living room couch watching a local futbol match. This man breathed futbol.

Surprisingly Neymar calls me over to join him. Despite what happened earlier I accept, sitting next to him within a reasonable distance. He seems to notice my uneasy state and pats at an area closer to him. I do as I'm told and scoot over while keeping my body stiff and uncomfortable.

"David is asleep already, so you don't have to worry about him." Neymar says, turning his attention away from the screen.

Is he seriously thinking I'm acting this way because of David?

"I'm not, thanks." I say indifferently, getting up from the couch. I really could use some ice water right now.

I try to leave but a hand pulls me down again, "Stop."

"Stop what?" I snap, trying to lessen the grip on my arm. "Let go sir, you're hurting me."

Letting out a frustrated sigh Neymar lets go. "Now we're back to sir again? How many times do I have to tell you to call me by my real name?"

"As many times as I work here sir." I press, knowing how much he hated the word.

"Você é tão frustante!" He yells, throwing his hands in the air. "You're so frustrating!"

Wide eyed I look back at him, locking eyes. Why wasn't he just saying it? We both know what really bothered me.

"Because you are! You say we're friends, but then the next thing I know you're pulling some romance movie shit on me!" I raise my voice.

"So you're blaming me?" He stands up and I follow. "I'm sorry chika but it takes two to tango!"

Although he was right about us being both to blame, I couldn't get this feeling off my chest since yesterday whenever I walked in on him. Was I jealous?

My anger fades at my discovery. How shameful of me to try and ruin his realtionship? It was one thing to be jealous, but another to act out of jealousy.

Neymar cools down the longer we stand in front of each other, no longer paying attention to the game. Awkwardly I pick at my nails, averting any eye contact.

"I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable okay?"

I look up at Neymar rubbing the back of his neck. He always seems to do that a lot when he's nervous. That or pull at his hair. Does he ever apologize to anyone?

Biting my lip I am unsure what to say. I've never seen him so confused before. But with what? Bringing me back to the 'almost' kiss I under stand what I have to do.

Wrapping my arms around the nape of his neck I pull him down, connecting our lips. A sensation ignites within me as I press on, kissing him passionately. Neymar reacts by lifting me up and I wrap my legs around his torso, keeping his free hand onto the small of my back.

Any girlfriend of his is soon forgotten as we make our way towards the kitchen. Setting me down onto the counter Neymar snakes his hands up my bare thighs while pushing my shirt further up. Eagerly I tug at his, signaling him to remove it.

Once off, Neymar allows me to catch my breath to caress his body. He gently grabs my hands and moves them for me. I watch as he directs them down his abdomen, feeling every muscle tightly formed along his body. Teasingly he brings them back up around his neck and I frown. It wasn't everyday someone has the chance to feel Neymar Jr's abs.

"I'm guessing you feel better now?" He smiles, rubbing circles around my knees.

Shivering I nod, "Much better."

Neymar helps me off and I adjust my shirt, pulling it down. He eyes me hungrily, pulling me in again.

"I'm guessing you feel better too?" I say, keeping my hands placed against his chest.

Lightly chuckling Neymar pecks my lips before heading upstairs. He walks me to my door and kisses me goodnight.

"Goodnight Neymar." I whisper between kisses, not wanting to disturb David.

Smiling into the kiss he stops to look at me. "Neymar?" He jokes.

Giggling quietly I nod, pushing him away. "Yes sir, now goodnight!"

He shakes his head playfully and heads back to his room, shutting the door. I jump into bed and replay the events of tonight, silently laughing at how they turned out. Definitely not what I excepted.

Still awake that small part of me came back to mind. After what just happened, was he still going to be with Bruna? Or would he tell her the truth about us? A cruel reality check plays into mind at the idea. There was no us. There was a Neymar and Bruna. This was just out of lust and I was wrong to kiss him.

But I swear he felt that spark too, I just know it. Or did I?

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Whoa did that just happen? :o

I bet you didn't expect that to happen huh? Don't worry I wont make things go unrealisticly fast, this was just a kiss so watch out for next time!

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