Brian Gutierrez

Desire. (BL, YOU ARE ARMANDO GONZALEZ).

After a match, you and the Mexican National Team left your respective hotels on the way to television interviews, which would be broadcast live. Everyone was nervous and some were excited, but you tried to maintain a neutral expression.

When you got into the van, Brian and Gilberto sat next to you, leaving you in the middle.

— Hey, Armando, are you nervous?— Gilberto whispered.

— No man, not that much— you replied with a small smile.

Gilberto smiled again and turned his attention toward Brian, who was looking out the window.

— Brian, are you nervous?— Gilberto pointed out.

— No, not at all.— Brian replied, turning his head toward Gilberto.

Gilberto only nodded softly, settling back into his seat and then remaining silent.

Minutes passed and you arrived at the location where the interviews would take place; you were welcomed, and after a while, everything began.

— And well, here we are with Brian Gutiérrez and Armando 'la Hormiga' González— the interviewer said to the camera.

— Very well.. I hope you're doing well, we'll start with the questions for Armando González— the woman noted, taking cards out of her pocket.

— Armando, many women have said that you are very handsome but.. Do you consider yourself handsome?— she asked while looking at you.

— I.. Truthfully, I don't consider myself handsome, in fact, there are better ones than me— you answered, crossing your hands over your legs.

Brian remained silent at this, although his gaze said more than anything. In his look there was... Intensity, an intensity that seemed to grow more and more with every second he spent next to you.