This was a little request from tumblr

Summary - Ruben gets carried away teaching football to his four year old son.

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Ever since the day Ruben found out that you were having a son, he had been over the moon. Fast forward to the future, he assured you that he wouldn't become one of those parents to live out their dreams through their children.

"Baby, how could I possible live out my dream of becoming a professional football player, when I am one? My biggest dreams have already come true."

"Just don't get carried away." You used to say.

It was Sunday morning when you and your son were flipping pancakes in the kitchen. Ruben entered the room with a huge smile on his face.

"Come on buddy, let's go out and play some ball."

Your four year old son peaked up at his dad and then turned to you.

"Go with daddy." You winked.

"Yes, come on buddy, let's go out and play!"

"My hands." He held up his flour stained hands.

"No worries, we'll get you washed up before we go. Say goodbye to Mommy"

He waved "Bye Mommy."

Ruben had the whole day planned out. He brought your son to the Ethiad Stadium, for inspiration of course. He made him do some basic defending drills, however, he really struggled with those. Dribbling wasn't his strong suit either. He stumbled on the ball rather than shooting it to Ruben who stood waiting on the goalie line.

"Daddy, I don't want to play football anymore."

It was later, during the drive home, that Ruben was hit with a harsh reality check.

"No?" A nightmare, Ruben thought. "W...what would you rather be doing then?"

Your son yawned "I don't know, make pancakes with Mommy?"

Ruben sighed. He was a bit embarrassed as well. Your son was only four. Whatever he wanted to do in life would come to him naturally. Football or not, Ruben and you would love him the same.

"I see." He smiled. "Well, let's go home and make pancakes with Mommy then!"

"Yay!"