Fics like Dirty Little Secret

Leo can hear the click of cameras, hears the sound of a thousand pictures being taken on phones, and he can't do anything about it except shiver. He's soaked to the skin from the game, leg throbbing, and so tired that he can feel it in his bones, but the way Geri is looking at him is somehow so much worse. "I promise I will explain this, back in the locker room," Leo says quietly, still maintaining that sort of calmness that he most definitely doesn't feel. “But I can't--I’m not doing this here, Geri.” "How long?" Geri asks then, his face hardening when Leo doesn't deny everything. "How long has this been going on?" He squeezes Leo's shirt in his fist and then drops it onto the dirty floor, his eyes never leaving Leo's. His tone oozes with accusation. "Wait... Valentine's Day? Was that him?!" Leo takes a deep breath and lets it all out through his nose as excited whispers break out around them again. Then he takes another. "I'm not doing this," he repeats as he grits his teeth and makes a split-second decision. With Geri blocking near the whole hallway with his bulk--and the locker room as a result--Leo does the only thing he can do: he makes a beeline for Real Madrid's locker room instead.

Fics like Dirty Little Secret

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