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Messi gently whispered in Infantino's ear as he gets closer, 'Don't worry Gigi, I will soon leave him. All you need to do is to be a little patient with me~'
Messi slowly held the bald man's cheek and leaned on his shoulder, he takes a deep breath for his nose to absorb his scent.
'Yes, Lio dear. Leave him and be with me. I will build you a mansion, give you unlimited penalties and let you get away with all fouls. How do you feel?'
'That would be amazing, Gigi~' Messi closed his eyes and drowned deep into Infantino's lap. The bald man softly caressed Messi's head as he lets his fingers run through the brunette strands.
However, on the other side of the door, an uninvited guest was silently listening.
Neymar gripped his shirt as his stomach filled with fury.
'How? This... This can't be possible!' Thousands of thoughts rung up in his head: his hand was dying to open the door knob and slam the door open, until he heard them talking again.
'I wish if I had that much hair, they're so beautiful, Lio.'
'It's okay to be bald, Gigi-'
This was it. Someone else complimenting Lionel's hair other than him had crossed the line.
Neymar banged the door open and the two men inside the bedroom jumped as their heads darted towards him.
'How could you? Just why?!'
Messi got up from Infantino's lap, 'It's not what you think it is...! Just give me some time to explain!'
'I don't need any explanations. I heard everything! You even told him that you will leave me! Is it really true? Answer me! I thought that we had something between us! Something real...! The time we had together, the moments we shared: were they ever something to you? Was it all just some fake lies? Like your fake injuries at matches?'
Infantino stood up in front of Messi as he furrows his brows, 'He doesn't want you anymore. Do you really need any more explanations? We are together now and you can't do anything about it!'
Neymar's eyes widened and tilted his head to look into Messi's eyes.
'Answer me! Say something! I can't accept this...!'
Messi took a deep breath as he went in front of Infantino and slowly made his way up to Neymar. Gianni reached and gently stopped Messi from his shoulder, Messi gave him a nod and went carefully towards Neymar.
'Neymar, I have something to tell you... After six years of our seven years together, I married Gigi- I mean Infantino.' Neymar's face went red as his eyes teared up, 'And no, Neymar, I didn't grow obese... I am pregnant...!'
The silence was deafening his ears. His red face turned white as he walked a few steps backwards.
'You are a traitor! You were fake in everything! Your football, and now, our relationship? Our seven years? I will leave if you answer only one question: Why?'
Messi took a deep breath as Infantino turned to him: 'You don't have to tell him, it's okay.'
He closed his eyes and faced Neymar, 'Neymar, I have always loved you. You were always my world, my universe. You were my bee to my flower. My north to my south. My clematis to my white lily. My sun to my moon. My-'
'Okay enough I get it! Just why?'
'You are powerless, only Infantino helped me to win more matches. More money. But you? What can you do? I am sorry Neymar, I love Gigi more.'
Neymar stood stunned. Speechless. Satisfied yet broken inside.
'Then, goodbye, Messi. I should have always knew what a money digger you are...'
And he left. Left Messi and Infantino alone.
Some people will always turn blind when they see something rich.
Moral of the story: Messi's a bitch.