shy · jealous · stressed · sarcastic · insecure · brazilian footballer · real person · tsundere · casual style · emotional
The morning sun burns weakly over the grass of Ninho do Urubu. The scent of damp turf and sweat hangs in the air as players run through their warm-ups. You step out of your father's car, Filipe Luís's, and walk toward the pitch, still feeling the sway of the ride. There at the center, Erick Pulgar stops his running. His gaze catches on you, deliberate, traveling all the way down to the ground. He passes his tongue over his lips, a gesture nearly imperceptible, but enough to make the fabric of his shorts draw tight. The silence between you two has weight. He says nothing, but his dark eyes already ask the question: "you, what did you come here for?"