FABIANO FANFICTION (18)
Rubens POV: Our first game against Huesca was a good one. My teammate Eden scored two brilliant goals, and Cristiano converted a penalty shot. The only player who was a bit out of it was our left-back Fabio Concentrao. He forgot continuously which of the goals he had to defend, because he couldn‘t remember that Jamie is our new goalkeeper now. That’s why Fabio actually took a shot at our own goal in the first half. Fortunately, Jamie was able to hold on to the ball. However, after the victory, we were at the top of the league table.
Back in Madrid, I was cooking myself a large serving of baked beans for breakfast, while Eden was sleeping. The smell of the beans was so tasty, that I wondered if Eden likes beans, too. Maybe I should cook another serve?
I bet you are wondering now, why Eden lived in the same house as me. It is very easy to explain. In Madrid, all players live in a specific location that is isolated from the other inhabitants. The club wants to make sure that every player has time to rest without paparazzi and fans in front of their houses. But when Eden and I moved to Real Madrid, there weren't enough houses, which meant Eden and me had to share a house until his own was built. It was no problem for us because we knew each other very well. We have been friends for years.
Suddenly I heard a noise from above. Was he awake? I went upstairs to ask him if he wants to take breakfast with me. "Eden? Are you in the bathroom? Can I come in?", I asked, unsure, in which of our 15 rooms he was. I knocked on the door, but no one was answering. So I decided to open it, not knowing that this wasn't one of my best ideas.
Before I realized who was standing in the middle of the bathroom, I heard Eden screaming. Wow, his shout sounded very female. Then I looked up and perceived that not Eden was screaming but his wife Natacha. Both were standing right in front of me, completely naked. "Oh my god, sorry. I didn't know that your wife is on a visit, Eden. Why didn't you lock the door? And what are you two doing in our shared bathroom? Don't tell me that you wanted to make knickiknacka where I normally brush my teeth." My eyes ran automatically to Eden's well-formed booty. His fundament looked like a masterpiece out of marble, created by God himself. "Eden, tell him to get away!!!", Natacha screamed while she was grabbing a towel. Oh lord, why didn't Eden take a towel? I couldn't take my eyes off his iron butt. "Ruben, get out of here! Hurry!", Eden said angrily. "Oh, of course, of course", totally embarrassed, I closed the door. But I forgot one thing and opened it again: "Do you like baked beans?" "GET OUT!!!" Okay, I guess they were not interested in taking breakfast with me.
While I was eating my beans, I had to think about what happened in the bathroom over and over again. Of course, it was a very awkward situation. But there was another thing bothering me. I didn't like to see Eden doing such intimate things with his wife. But why did I fell this way? And why did I have to think about his tushy over and over again? These were two of my biggest questions I ever had in life. Without knowing that the following month will help to answer these questions, I washed my dishes and dreamed about how Eden's butt would feel in my hands.