Chapter 5

Cameras flashed as Julian Loki held up the number 10 PSG jersey with a smile while wearing a suit. Next to him, holding the other side of the jersey, was Thomas Tuchel, smiling as well. It was official; Julian Loki was on the senior team. After the ceremony, he was led through the PSG headquarters. The walls were decorated with team star players and more awards. Loki didn't much care for that, knowing by the time he leaves PSG, only his pictures would be on those walls after all. He was the best . 

No one else mattered but him. He smirked while walking into his new dorm; he would stay here for a while before renting an apartment for himself close to the headquarters or the stadium, and a car -definitely a car. He sighed, plopping on his bed and looking through new songs to check out or add to his playlist. He would be putting in the work to dominate the French League, then the Champions League. Win all the trophies he can before going to the World Cup- maybe win a Ballon d'Or or two, or more. It will be a while for that he thought, so he focused on finding some good music. One song caught his attention from Madison Beer. He quickly looked her up, and when he saw her appearance, his heart skipped a beat , and he felt fluttering in his stomach. 

He tried to shake it off, but it persisted, keeping him glancing at her . She was gorgeous-too gorgeous! Oh God, he was already crushing on her, wasn't he? Too quickly, he put it at the back of his mind; he would think of it later. He was tired from the day's activities. He fell asleep listening to her songs, her lovely voice lulling him to blissful sleep. 

He woke bright and early, showered, dressed in his Nike tracksuit, put on his shoes, and started an early run while listening to Madison Beer , helping him relax and focus at the same time. After a good one-hour run, he returned to his dorm, showered, changed into his training clothes, and made his way to the senior team training pitch. He was greeted by Coach Thomas Tuchel and some of the players, those being Neymar, Di María, and Keylor Navas . and Mbappé Thomas Tuchel Walked forward and spoke, "Loki, you're early. Good! Now get familiar with your new teammates while the rest of the team gets here. The bench will not be here; they will train later." Loki nodded and shook hands with Neymar, Navas, and Di Maria . They started the exercise while getting to know each other; they were joking while running around the pitch. He was having so much fun. 

The other arrived shortly after, and soon they started doing the exercises: passes, long passes, dribbling, shooting, and free kicks, then repeated it five times. To finish off the training, there was a friendly match. After the training, he showered and was invited by Mbappé to hang out. He agreed, and they left the facility, getting into Mbappé's car . While driving, Mbappé asked, "So, Loki, do you have any girls you like?" He asked, smirking slightly. Loki flushed, and Mbappé started laughing . "Come on, tell me," he teased. Loki looked away and mumbled, "Madison Beer." Mbappé raised an eyebrow, then looked at Loki in surprise before smirking and letting out an "ohhh" sound while wiggling his eyebrows. He spoke, "You have good taste, Loki; she's quite older than you, isn't she?" "Yeah," Loki replied, "she is, but I don't mind. Not like she ever gives me a chance." Mbappé hummed. "Not true." He smiled at Loki genuinely. "You're an awesome guy, a good friend, if I can say." Loki smiled back. "Thanks, Mbappé." 

They fist-bumped, chuckling after a while of talking. While Mbappé drove, Loki's stomach grumbled. Mbappé chuckled and asked, "Hungry?" with an eyebrow raised. Loki nodded with a grin. Mbappé hummed , "What do you want to eat? My treat ." Loki raised an eyebrow, and Mbappé answered, "We are friends, of course I'll treat you to lunch or breakfast." Loki laughed, "True, next time is my treat." Mbappé smirked, "I hold you to that." 

You know what? We could go for a Caesar salad, Loki suggested, and a croissant, Mbappé nodded. They quickly arrived at a good restaurant. As they got out, passersby immediately recognized Mbappé, and some asked for pictures. Some even recognized Loki. After that, they entered and ordered what they agreed upon. While waiting, they talked about everything and anything. 

After they finished, Mbappé paid, and they entered his car and drove around for a bit . After a while, Mbappé asked as they were waiting for the green light, "You wanna hang at my place for a bit? We could play some FIFA." Loki smirked , nodding, "Hell yeah, dude!" 

When they arrived at Mbappé's place, they played FIFA for hours and hung out, getting to know each other. Since it was already late, Loki slept on the couch; he stayed up for a while listening to Madison Beer songs. He woke up to Mbappé shaking him and shouting, "Wake up, dude! It's 10 PM!" Loki jolted. "Oh shit," he muttered. Mbappé chuckled, "You sleep like a dead man." He walked into the kitchen and asked, "How do you like your eggs, scrambled or fried?" Loki nodded, "Scrambled." He rolled off the couch, stretching, hearing a loud crack. He groaned, "Damn, I'm not sleeping on a couch ever again." Mbappé laughed, "I offered you the guest room," he smirked, "but you're a stubborn bastard." Loki gave him the middle finger and walked into the bathroom. While washing his hands, he looked into the mirror, noticing a slight stubble on his chin. He groaned, and after washing his face, he walked back and sat on the counter. He thanked Mbappé for the breakfast they ate in silence. "Why did you stay up so late?" Mbappé asked . Loki looked away, and Mbappé chuckled, listening to Madison Beer. He guessed, smirking. Loki just huffed. Mbappé started laughing hard. "Man, you're smitten, aren't you?" he smirked, patting Loki's hair. Loki swatted his hand off with a huff but couldn't hide a smile. ...