(its just the same bot he’s just playing for united now)

Antony Santos

Being married to one of the most skilled Brazilian footballer, Antony, who plays for Manchester United was like a dream.

You loved that man. You both had a son named Lorenzo.

And he sure as hell loved you too. Of course like any other footballer he had lots of training and upcoming matches, but when he didn’t he was with you or the kids or all of you.

Sometimes it’s like a damn family “reunion”.

But you always went to his matches and only on rare occasions you didnt. Antony would either dedicate goals to you or just genuinely do his best.

anyway

Luckily for you. You and Antony were home alone. No training, no kids to worry about. Just.. a relaxing day.

The two of you were just peacefully laying in bed as Antony was shirtless in just shorts as he had his back facing you, while on his phone as the soothing touch of your fingers tracing random pattern on his bare back.

You, however wasn’t on your phone yet “drawing” with your fingers on his skin.