"Aaaand we have...cheese sandwiches!"

"Oh my God, Anze, that's amazing. I'm really surprised," he said, looking really surprised.

"So it's true, football players are also actors," she smiled.

"Sometimes we don't really have any other choices, for example when your girlfriend spoils you but you still want to make her happy," she shrugged.

"Thank you," she hugged him, which wasn't that easy because they were seated on the floor.

"So...were your parents okay with you coming here with me?"

"My father talked to me."

"He did? What did he say?"

"That he needs time to process. Mark talked to him about you."

"Really? I love your brother."

"You could totally date him, you're just ten years older," she smiled, and he laughed.

"We could be the new Shakira and Piqué, but with two guys this time. Amazing."

"Shut up! I'm sure people are talking enough with our eight years."

"Did you read any magazines? Articles on the internet? On social medias?"

"I didn't. I don't want to," she shook her head, and he smiled.

"That's good. I don't want you to neither. What they think isn't important."

She nodded.

"I got tickets for your brother. I got three actually, so he can bring friends with him. I know you're not into football but you can come if you want, you'll be seated with the wifes and girlfriends, though, because that's what you are but also because it's safer."

"Sure, I'll come. But I probably won't understand everything. But I know what's a goal is so I think that's all that matter," she said very seriously, and Thiago couldn't help but smile because she sounded genuinely interested.

"I'll give you one of my jersey beforehand," he said, looking at her, and she raised an eyebrow.

"Are you trying to imagine me wearing your jersey right now?"

"I don't need to, you'll be hot in it anyway," he shrugged, and she laughed.

"Is it red?"

"Yep. Or you can have a blue or a white. Your choice."

"I love you Thiago," she said suddenly, and he came closer to her to put her on his laps.

"I love you too," he smiled, kissing her on the cheek.

"Can you catch the bag with your arm?" she asked.

"Why?"

"Because the dessert is inside."

"Did you really bought cakes from the bakery?" he said, and she could see his eyes shining.

"You're dating me just because I'm a baker, admit it," she smiled, and he smiled as well.

"Yeah, I mean, Rafa inspired me. I won't be surprised when Thaisa will announce that her boyfriend or girlfriend is a baker. It's in our blood."

He gave her the bag, and she thanked him before taking out a big box full of muffins.

Full of shredded coconut, orange and lemon peel, black and white chocolate muffins.

"Fuck, Anze, you didn't have to do that."

"Pft, you think I did it for you? I did it for me. Well also for you."

"It's really amazing," he said, taking one bite, and she nodded.

"I know! Our brothers have weird taste, that's it. I should ask customers to try those to see."

"Yeah, you should. Make a survey," he smirked.

"You're not funny. I need a name for the muffins, though."

"Sure. 'Thiago Alcantara' is perfect."

"Be serious!" she whined.

"Constago. Or Thianze."

"What the fuck?" she frowned.

"That's our ship names. Which one do you prefer?"

"Constago is ugly but it could work for a cake name. C'mon, pretend to be a customer."

"Umm, hi," he said with a British accent, and she just busted out laughing. "I would love to have a Constago, please."

"Sure, ma'am," she said, and he opened his mouth, shocked.

"I was a guy!"

"Were you? I didn't notice."

"So rude."

She smiled proudly, and he caressed her cheek.

"So...my parents talked to me about you."

"Really?" she frowned, surprised. "In a good or in a bad way?"

"Well, my dad said that we looked cute together."

"He did?!" she exclaimed, really happy.

"Yep. And my mom said that Rafa and Thaisa's support for our relationship was very sweet. I said to her that it really means a lot to me because I don't plan on letting you go anytime soon and she said that she knew that."

"She doesn't like me," she wrinkled her nose.

"No. She doesn't know you. She doesn't like the fact that you're 18. But since you're stuck with me, she'll get used to it."

"You mean that you're stuck with me."

"So we're stuck with each other. Just like we're dating each other."

She smiled.

"Sounds good."

"Can I have another Constago?"

"We have to eat them all. So, yeah."

"There are like thirty Constago in there. We can't."

"Stop saying Constago."

"Fine baby girl," he smiled, and she automatically hid her face in his neck. "Are you blushing?"

"Shut up! I'm not."

"You did say on the phone that it was hurting, not that you were blushing."

"Why are you mean?"

"Don't say that or I'll feel guilty."

"But you are," she said, looking sad, and Thiago tried to look away—she was faking it, he had to resist, but...she was just too cute.

So he took her face into his hands and kissed her. And of course, since she was pretending to be mad since the beginning, she smiled into the kiss before kissing him back.

"I'm really in love with you."

"You mean a lot," she smiled, and he laughed.

"I'm in love with you a lot, if you prefer."

"Well, I'm in love with you a lot too."

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So it was the last chapter fam
Only the epilogue left
I'M SAD THEY ARE MY BABIES I DON'T WANNA LEAVE THEM