DAY 4: NIGHT IN
@footballchallenge 30 days of domestic fluff
after seeing her do laundry willingly the day before, raphel decided to treat his girlfriend. usually the couple’s saturday nights were date nights but raphael had a better idea. whilst she spent the day out with friends, raphael and his fellow international team members antoine griezmann and lucas hernandez set up the house.
“so you think she’d like all of this?” raphael asked, rubbing the back of his neck.
he was always nervous when he was doing something without the input of margo; he just doesn’t feel like he knew what to do. raphael is a firm believer that it’s the thought that counts; well, that’s what margo always tells him when he burns the romantic meal he tried to make.
antoine slapped raphael’s back, bringing him back to reality a little too hard for his liking, in reassurance.
“dude, if she doesn’t love it, lucas will come cuddle with you.”
the three friends chuckled, then continued to with their work.
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by the time margo had made it back to the front door, all the lights were off. she didn’t question it, telling herself that raphael had already gone to bed. quietly she walked back inside, taking delicate steps towards the living room.
when margo heard the sound of the tv in the background, she guessed that he had fallen asleep on the couch like the big oaf he is. but as margo turned the corner into the living room, she quickly realised that raphael was no oaf.
in place of where the couch was, a mattress was led on the floor with two poles carrying fairy lights near it. it was covered with blankets and the smell of hot chocolate filled the air. before margo could scream bloody murder, raphael walked in, wearing what looked like a cozy jumper and grey sweatpants and her nerves were instantly sealed.
“glad to see you’re finally home.” raphael murmured into her ear, taking off her jacket and taking her bag.
on raphael’s cue, antoine walked in and took all of margo’s things away. raphael interrupted margo before she could even ask what antoine was doing at their house, guiding her over to blanket fort.
the couple settled on the mattress, margo cuddling up to raphael’s chest, her cheek hugging the softness of his sweatshirt.
once seeing raphael’s hand in the air, lucas walked in, two cups of hot chocolate in hand. when they thought she wasn’t looking, raphael and lucas shared a fist bump before lucas shuffled away, leaving the couple alone under the makeshift fort.
“i can’t believe you did all of this for me.” margo stared, tracing her fingers along raphael’s jawline.
“that smile of yours is worth a million blanket forts.”
raphael took her hand in his, kissing every finger then stopping on her ring finger. he stared at, annoyed at how plain and basic it looked. raphael would place a diamond worth thousands of dollars on margo’s ring finger if she’d let him.
“damn, i can’t wait to put on ring on it.”
instantly, raphael regretted his impulsive ways. he waited, biting his cheek for margo’s response. raphael ruined the moment and he knew it. he sighed, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment.
however, much to his suprise, nothing was said. margo laid her head against his chest and soundly fell asleep against her boyfriend’s sturdy chest. raphael took the answer he had been given with a frown on his face and eventually fell asleep as the nervy silence took over.