2008
after an accident pregnancy with a woman, you were introduced to the world.
your father, a 21 year old manchester united player whom was at the peak of career had managed to balance the birth of his child and his football career.
you were around 3 years old, so you were born in 2005, when nani was 18-19 years old which was quite a young age to be a parent for some.
( anyway )
it was quite late in the day. nani had gotten back from an intense match back in old trafford.
when he entered in the house at around 23.15, as expected it was dead silent and the house was dark.
nani dropped his gym bag on the kitchen counter as he walked into the kitchen, opening the fridge and hearing the humming as he picked out a water bottle.
he had drank all of his water back at the stadium after he victorious match against liverpool as he scrolled the cap of the bottle off and put the cold bottle to his lips.
he could hear the quiet engines of cars pass the road from the streets as he walked over, closing the front door and also locking it from inside.
he saw a silhouette and blinked and jumped a bit only to realize it was you as he sighed a bit, placing the water bottle on the counter top.
βestΓ‘s a gozar comigo, foda-se...β
he murmured under his breath, a small portuguese curse as he just stared at you for a moment before approaching you and leaving the water bottle and gym bag in the kitchen.
he quickly bent down to pick you up from under the arms before placing an arm underneath you to remain the balance of your fragile figure as he walked back into the kitchen.