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judessangel · 6 days

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𐙚 FILMING —

#pairing: jude bellingham x fem reader

#cw: 18+, smut, blowjob, cum, praise, being filmed, cocky jude, dom jude, teasing

#summary: jude filming you while you give him head

#note: sorry i always disappear😭 i have a lot of requests & im sorry im not writing them😭 i just have no idea how to write them OR i have no motivation!

" thats it baby, just like that. " judes voice echoes from behind his phone.

you look up at your boyfriend from beneath your lashes, eyes watering as you bob your head up and down the length of his cock.

the flash is on, making it hard to see his face, but you can tell from the lilt in his voice that he's wearing his usual fucked out face look.

his free hand pushes your head as you go. the motion soothes you as you take him as deep as physically possible, making yourself gag slightly around the shaft.

he chuckles at the noise and the excess saliva that seeps from your lips.

" so- so perfect doll, " he praises you.

playing along, your eyes return to the shining light, and you nod with his dick still lodged in your throat.

you then pull up quickly for air, taking a deep breath as the head rests against your lips. some precum smears against the plush skin, and judes hand sweeps down to your chin.

he guides your face to look up a bit more while his thumb swipes the sticky white substance from your lips and sticks it in your mouth.

" aw, that's right. " he teases before pulling his finger from your lips,

you nod again before returning your attention to the task at hand. you press sloppy kisses to the leaky tip of his cock before sucking it back into your mouth.

your tongue swirls around the flushed head and drags against the veins as you go lower again.

your hand strokes what you don't take in your mouth. you weren't going as deep as before, not wanting to gag again, but your hand maintains a firm grip and strokes him just how you know he likes.

you know you're doing it right too because you spot judes head tilting back against his chair and hear a soft whimper come from his mouth.

the hand that was pushing you comes to a stop and just rests on the crown of your head. you continue sucking, wet noises emanating from your mouth.

" fuck, baby... " he mumbles before groaning. his hips buck the tiniest bit off the seat.

you increase your efforts, wanting to get him there. you can feel him twitching beneath your fingers and against your tongue.

it's almost as if you can sense the dam getting ready to burst. he lets out a few breathy moans as you speed up your moves.

" right there doll, don't stop, " he says, his tone slightly strained.

moments later, his eyes squeeze shut and his hips buck for real.

a loud moan pours from his mouth just as his cum spills into yours. you keep your lips around him, taking it all as it comes.

you take him nice and deep once more until he hisses from the overstimulation and pulls you off.

still hazy from his release, he leans forward, getting the camera right in your face. his fingers slide to either side of your face, squishing your cheeks and puffing your lips out.

" open, " he says simply.

you again obey. your lips part, revealing your tongue that was coated with his cum.

your doe eyes look up at the camera. now that he was close enough, you can actually see judes satisfied grin.

" all mine, " he states with a slight smirk,

he makes sure the camera catches all the angles he wants of you before he lets you go and pats your cheek, a signal to close your mouth.

you do and continue looking up at him, waiting for the command you know will come next.

" swallow. "

and you do, all while your eyes stay on the camera lens.

" good girl. "

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judessangel · 1 month

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size kink with jude? like "it wont fit" "ill make it fit" ???

𐙚 ATTA GIRL —

‌#pairing : jude bellingham x fem reader

‌#cw : 18+ mentions of oral sex (reader receiving), pnv sex, unprotected sex, lots of praise, size kink

‌#summary : jude making his dick fit in ur tiny hole

‌#note : posted this On My Way! to my job !!

jude loved taking his time, devouring you like you were his last meal, going knuckles deep into you, hearing you moan soft whimpers as he ran his tongue over your clit.

he came to kiss your lips, and you tasted yourself as he placed his cock in front of your wet cunt, sliding over your still sensitive clit, drawing a moan from you which he swallowed with his ever hungry lips.

" jude, " you breathed between kisses, drunk on the sensations, " ’s too big, " you swallowed as his hand gripped your thigh firmly to give him room and his lips nuzzled your neck.

" it won't fit, " you assured him.

just taking his tip in was complicated for the simple reason, and that inflated his ego, so much.

" i'll make it fit," he reassured, stroking your hair as he came to kiss your cheek, " i'm sure you can take it darlin’. "

he drowned you in kisses as you felt his dick tracing up and down your clit, coating himself in your wetness, one of your hands coming to rest on his back and the other on his tense arm.

" fuuuuccck. " he groaned, his breath ghosting over your skin, " you're so wet, "

you let a gasp escape you as he began to press his tip between your hole, a low growl escaping his mouth and falling in a warm cloud onto your skin.

you breathed in deeply as he continued to press in slowly, his lips coming to kiss your forehead in encouragement.

" it wont fit if you tense like that, baby. " he came to kiss your lips, his hand gently sliding down your body, settling on your waist where his thumb made circular movements.

" i can't, " you complained, tears welling up in your eyes as you pressed your eyelids strongly together.

" you can, " he murmured, kissing the corner of your eyelids tenderly, " atta girl. "

you inhaled softly, and then tried to relax, closing your eyes and biting your lip as he thrust deeper into you.

" that's it, " he encouraged softly, " that's my girl, innit? "

his praise made you flutter around him, an appreciative moan rising from his throat as he finally got all the way inside you.

you threw your head back, breathing shakily as he kissed your neck with tenderness, "takin' me so well, fuckin' love this pussy."

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#football #jb5 #jude #jude bellingham #la liga #real madrid #soccer #bellingham #jobe bellingham #judessangel #jude bellingham x you #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham imagine #england #bellingham x reader #smut #footballer x reader #footballer x you

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judessangel · 1 month

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Leaving lipstick marks on Jude and it ends up W/ smut?

𐙚 GOOD F' YOU ! —

‌#pairing : jude bellingham x fem reader

‌#cw : 18+, subby jude, dom reader,teasing, pet names

‌#summary : imagine leaving lipstick marks on jude

‌#note : new theme hope you guys like !

imagine kissing his cheek before he goes to his training, you pull back and laugh to yourself. jude looks back at you confusingly, but when your giggles turn into a loud ass laughter he gets nervous.

" what? do i have something on my face? "

" yes, actually. " you sigh out after laughing, scanning your vanity for a wipe to clean his cheek.

judes breathe hitched when he saw himself in the mirror. whipping around, he snatches your hands to stop you, his eyes are wild, he's literally bouncing with excitement.

" jude! you're already runnin late. "

" please? one more and i'll go. yeah, just one more. " he sounded like he was trying to convince himself more than you.

" youre lucky i love you, " you stepped closer and closer until he stumbled back into you, he completely forgot he was holding onto you. " are gonna go to the practice covered in lipstick? "

jude whined, a heavy blush erupting across his face. his fingers tightened and he swallowed thickly on nothing.

" covered? " he repeats,

you slapped your forehead, " you can't think about anything else, can you? "

you slid your leg between his and felt the answer. with a moan, jude's head dropped back but you were quick to catch and grab his chin,

" please? " he slurred,

" this isn't responsible, jude. " you replied, taking off his shirt and adding it to the ground's collection.

" no, " jude whimpered, agreeing with you.

he pathetically gripped your shirt, trying desperately not to grind against your leg,

" but it's what you want? "

you were already untying his shorts with one hand,

" yes. "

even though jude knew it was coming, his body jolted when you kissed his neck. he was always so sensitive, so responsive, so good f' you.

you gifted him loving hickeys that would later peak out of his collar, and in return he moaned,

jude couldn't stop himself from rutting against your leg as you painted him in a shade that was undeniably you.

after successfully transferring the lipstick onto jude, you retreated. gods did he whine when you did.

you pulled his short curls to force his gaze towards the mirror.

" look how handsome you are, " you purred in his ear, gently planting a kiss there too.

out of the corner of his eye, jude could see the hickeys you gave him. it damn near drove him over the edge.

his dick was painfully hard, it was a miracle he didn't cream his pants.

" gonna go to the practice? " you teased sweetly, jude shook his head like you'd asked something ridiculous,

" no....no...im- im not.. "

" good boy, " turning his head back to you, you took off your own shorts, " wanna make you feel good. "

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#football #jb5 #jude #jude bellingham #la liga #real madrid #soccer #bellingham #jobe bellingham #england #jude bellingham x you #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham imagine #jude victor willliam bellingham #judessangel

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judessangel · 1 month

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↬ masterlist

jude bellingham

comfort fluff

thief fluff

unsuccessful hope angst

only one night fluff/angst

just a beard fluff/angst

look after you fluff

lucid dreaming smut

good f' you smut

atta girl smut

filming smut

joão félix

think about it fluff

brahim diaz

best brother ever fluff/angst

#judessangel #masterlist

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judessangel · 2 months

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Could you write this with brahim if you write ab him?

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMMYaD9sK/

best brother ever!

‌brahim diaz x f!reader

a/n: saw you guys dont like the posts that aren't about jude🙁🙁🙁🙁☹️💔☹️💔💔☹️💔 keep sending requests tho it gives me more motivation!! also i don't know if the spanish is right i used google translate

summary: the request!!😵‍💫

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earlier, y/n begged brahim to make a tiktok with her after practice, it was a funny video shes seen all of the couples do, so why shouldn't they?

she heard a knock on the door, she rushed to open it, finding brahim outside with a huge smile on his face as he kissed her and joined in the living room, tossing his bag on the floor.

"hey querida." he said tiredly

they headed to the kitchen, i mean, she dragged him to the kitchen with her. she set up the camera and positioned herself next to him.

y/n pressed the record button and took a small step closer to the camera with brahim behind, looking at her with confusion.

"if you wanna get through him, you'll have to get through me first!" she said, getting goosebumps as she said that, he looked at the camera and back at her as she turned around, getting closer to him.

"kiss me." she said quietly, they kissed and he crosses his arms.

"yeah, thats right!" he said, tilting his head slightly and smiling.

"hes the best big brother ever!" she says, looking back at he camera.

"yeah thats right!- wait — que carajo???" he asked, getting closer to her and uncrossing his arms, she started giggling.

"¿qué diablos quieres decir con mejor hermano de todos los tiempos!?" he asked her while shes laughing hysterically and slapping her knees, he turned to the camera and chuckled a bit.

"¿es esto algún tipo de broma?" he asked again, looking back at her while she nodded, he crosses his arms again and rolls his eyes, walking away as she stopped the recording and started laughing again.

"best big brother ever!" she giggled while he showed her the middle finger, she gasped, he laughed and ran to the couch and jumped on it.

"no juegues conmigo!"

#football #la liga #bd21 #brahim #brahim diaz #real madrid #soccer #diaz #jb5 #jude #jude bellingham #bellingham #jobe bellingham #england #judessangel

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judessangel · 2 months

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since we are both rma fan can you make one where reader tries to convince joao to join real madrid?

if u dont write for joao felix ignore!!!

think about it!

‌joão félix x f!reader

summary: the request 😵‍💫

a/n: ill try to post everyday since i have a few requests (thank u very much!!) keep sending them in more, it gives me motivation. very short btw im so sorry:(

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joao was the star player of barcelona, the team that rivaled real madrid for years. he was known for his incredible skills and was loved by fans all over the world. however, there was one fan in particular who had her eyes set on him—y/n

y/n had been a die-hard real madrid fan her whole life,thanks to her brother. she had grown up watching their matches with her family and had always loved when seeing her team win against barcelona.

it isnt that she hated barcelona, she did still support the team, but she always thought that madrid was just better.

but when she met joao, everything changed,

they had met at a charity event and immediately hit it off. y/n couldn't believe her that she was with a guy who played for barcelona, not in a mean way, but didn't that mean shes betraying her team?

but as their relationship grew, y/n couldn't ignore the fact that joao was playing for their rival team. she tried to brush it off, thinking that it was just a game and it didn't really matter.

but deep down, she couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment every time she saw him in a barcelona jersey at his games.

one day, y/n decided to gather up all her courage and talk to joao about it. they were sitting in their favorite cafe, sipping on coffee when she brought up the topic.

"...have you ever thought about playing for madrid?" y/n asked nervously.

joao looked at her with a surprised expression. "what do you mean? i'm happy playing for barcelona," he replied, smiling and crossing his arms.

"but why not!," y/n said, trying to convince him. "it would be a dream come true if you played for them for all of us!"

joao chuckled. "really? you know why…” he said but she wanted him to give her more than stupid motivations.

y/n knew it wouldn't be easy to convince him, but she couldn't give up. she spent the next few weeks trying to persuade joao, showing him videos of madrids best matches and talking about their history.

and to her suprise,

"ill think about it meu amor, seriously." he tilted his head and smiled,

and that was all she wanted to hear.

AGAIN! keep sending requests.

#football #la liga #real madrid #soccer #joao felix #joao #jf14 #felix #portugal #joao felix x reader #joao felix x you #joao felix x y/n #judessangel

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judessangel · 2 months

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hii I love your writing smm

I wanted to ask if you could make one ab jude when the reader wakes him up by like her hands roaming him and it ends up being intimate

if you don't write smut please ignore!!

thank youu

lucid dreaming

‌jude bellingham x f!reader

a/n: thank you my love 🤍🤍i dont have much exams this week, keep sending requests please!!! hope you liked it anon:)

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It was a saturday morning, and the sun was already up, illuminating the room through the curtains. jude was still asleep, exhausted from last night's practice. you, on the other hand, we're wide awake, gazing at your sleeping boyfriend with a slight grin on her face.

you knew how important the game was for him, but you couldn't resist the temptation to wake him up.

as quietly as you could, you crawled under the covers and started placing gentle kisses on jude's neck and collarbone, making all the way down to his lower stomach. jude stirred in his sleep, however, you continued her trail of kisses, causing jude to slowly wake up, his eyes fluttering open to see your face so close to his.

"what are you doin-" he asked, looking at the time seeing it was almost 1 pm. he had missed practice that started at 11 am. looking at his girlfriend whose taking his sweatpants off and leaving kisses on his thighs making him slightly hard from the view.

"y-y/n...”

“m’ sorry jude..but i need you so bad right now.”

you're now licking up and down his inner thighs, jude moans softly to the sensation, half hoping it won’t stop but also it does so he can go back to sleep since he was already late for his practice, what was the point? his mind is all scrambled as your hands slowly take off his boxers.

“fuck..” “mm? feels good doesn’t it?” you tease him slightly,

inhaling a deep breath, your fingers meet the edges of his boxers to which you begun to slide down his legs ever so slowly, allowing them to hook at the ends of his ankles.

squirming a bit, you firmly hold his thighs down with each of your hands, head leaning onto his dick to lick a long stripe.

drawing your tounge on the tip of his cock, you’ll occasionally switch from doing that, pushing your head down and sucking on his dick. this leads him to sit up slightly and whimper, grabbing onto your hair on your head from in between his legs.

lifting your head up, you wipe your chin, "sit up whole baby." your demand leads him to oblige to your words, he sits up, back leaning on your headboard. his body tired, yearning for slumber, but he wants to be good for you because you were so generous to give him a quick unfinished blow job.

you slowly get on top of him, teasing slipping just the tip in untill his hands snake around your ass, kneading it to then guide your hips closer to his.

aligning his dick to your entrance, his mouth falls agape as soon as he enters you. “h-holy fuck yes..” jude can’t help but moan, it’s been a while since you guys done it and the sensation feels just as good as it has before.

you shudder with every inch of dick sliding into you, not only is he long but he’s big. it makes you laugh mentally to think someone this cute has such a big dick and knows how to use it. plus weren't you just trying to dominate him..?

“you okay baby?” he asks, placing a kiss on your lips, “mhm,” nodding, he begins to lift you up and down his length.

as you ride him, you can’t help but moan softly. it’s early, and he's tired, but holy shit.. his length hits all places good, the tip of his dick hits a certain spot that sends electricity up your body.

your legs are all achy now, pain surges through your lower body, “m’ so tired jude..” shaking your head to initiate that you can’t move anymore. but instead jude holds your hair tight, fingers entangled with your hair, “nuh uh, no stopping, you wanted this, its what you get yeah? making me late to practice and waking me up."

a sob emits from your body, but you had to admit, you yourself are also close to release. you lean your chest to lay on judes while softly riding him. it’s not until the certain sensation from your clit rubbing on his lower abdomen with the added pleasure from his dick slowly and deeply hitting your g spot that you shake from orgasm.

trying to ride it out, jude can’t help but hold you still while thrusting up into you. you yelp as jude overstimulates you, having just came, you feel his ropes of cum paint your insides.

heavy breathing is all that’s heard from inside your shared bedroom, is he done?

jude gently lifts you off from his body, shuddering as you feel his dick slip out your sensitive cunt, he gets up from the bed to grab tissue. wiping him off to then clean up the cum from between your legs.

discarding the tissue to a nearby garbage, he comes back into bed finding you already laying down so quickly, “hold on doll, just one more thing.” he slips up the panties that were dangling off your ankles right back onto your body.

to your surprise jude softly smacks your ass which leads you to yelp, him chuckling at your reaction. “jude!” “what!?"

laying down you begun peppering him with kisses, he hugs your waist and brings you closer to him. “thank you so much my love, i’ll make sure to make it up to you,” he scoffs, “you better y/n, you just woke me up from my beauty sleep.” he giggles and just kisses you, "im gonn’ go sleep again, g’night hermosa."

you sigh, nodding and kissing his lips for the last time. "night jude.."

you wondered for a bit, how could you be dominant in the beginning and end up begging?.. why? how?

but thats a discussion for another night you guess.

(again, requests are open!! keep sending them in.)

#football #jb5 #jude #jude bellingham #bellingham #la liga #real madrid #soccer #jobe bellingham #england #judessangel #jobe #jude bellingham imagine #jude bellingham x you #jude bellingham x reader

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judessangel · 2 months

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look after you

jude bellingham x f!reader

summary: when a night out takes an unexpected turn with a bit too much alcohol, jude finds himself tasked with looking after you, but you're not making it easy for him with your actions.

a/n: sorry for not posting:(( soonly i think ill start writing smut. requests are open!! please keep sending them in it gives me more motivation!!

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"cmon.. babe, don't you think you've had your fill of that?" jude questions, reaching for my drink. i quickly dodge his attempt, shaking my head and bringing the straw to my lips. the liquid burns as it slides down my throat, but the buzz inside me only makes me want to smile.

the music thumps in my ears, club lights flickering around us as people dance messily to the beat. jude and i sit on a sofa in a tucked-away corner, his arm casually draped over my shoulder. my little black dress with spaghetti straps leaves almost nothing to the imagination.

our friends are lost in the crowd, but jude isn't in the mood to join them, so I'm stuck with him. he refuses to leave my side, becoming even more protective as I get a bit tipsy.

im way past being just a little hazy now. ive lost count of my drinks, and all i can think about is the alcohol coursing through me. i don't notice jude's growing concern.

"can we pleeease go dance?" i plead, looking up at him, planting a small kiss on his neck. he sighs, shaking his head.

"i don't think that's a good idea amor. you've had way too much to drink, and I'm just trying to look out for you," he says gently, kissing my forehead and holding me tighter. i reach for the tray of shots on the table, grabbing the nearest one without caring what's in it — i just want to taste it.

"love..." jude starts, trying to stop me from taking it, leaning forward and placing both his hands on my shoulders.

i move away from his touch, swiftly downing the liquid as it cascades down my throat beyond his reach. a shiver courses through me, provoked by its bitter taste. "quit treating me as if i'm a kid, jude. allow me a drink and just loosen up, for goodness' sake," i retort, my words sharp, accompanied by an eye roll. i face him, finding his expression slightly wounded, lips slightly parted.

"i'm just trying to take care of you hermosa, stop arguing with me." he replies calmly, attempting to pull me back into his embrace, leaning backwards into the sofa.

"i'm going to dance." i mumble, standing up as my body sways slightly, showing how wasted i really am. not giving jude any time to try stop me, i quickly walk towards the dance floor, though i hear him calling my name, the music soon drowning out his voice once i near the crowd of drunken bodies, beginning to sway my hips to the music.

a smile takes over my expression, my arms swaying freely in the air, the alcohol controlling my every move. my head throbs, my body becoming sweaty, yet i tune it out, focusing only on the music, until i feel two strong arms wrap their way around my waist, their hold slightly foreign.

i turn around, expecting to see jude, but the deep blue eyes that are staring into mine take me aback, my hands roughly trying to pull his grip off of my waist with little success, the alcohol taking away the small strength that i had.

"get the fuck off of me you psycho! are you cr..azy?!" i say, trying to sound as sober as i can, but my words are almost incoherent, the guy chuckling at my struggles.

"don't be like that. what's a pretty girl like you doing here alone, hm?" he asks, his hold on me only tightening as i begin to feel like a complete idiot for not listening to jude. if i had just stayed with him and appreciated his efforts to keep me safe, then i wouldn't be in this situation.

"i have a boyfriend! fuck o-" i begin, but my voice is soon cut off by the guy being roughly pulled away from me, all too familiar small curls soon coming into my view.

"you ever touch my girlfriend again and i swear to fucking god i will fucking kill you." jude threatens, holding the guys shirt until he scoffs, letting him go and watching him walk away.

judes attention soon turns to me, pulling me closer to him, holding my shoulders whilst he frantically checks my body, looking for any signs that the guy had hurt me.

his eyes are glassy, lips parted as ragged breaths escape from them, his hold on me strong, yet he makes sure to not hurt me, attempting to study my expression.

all that is clear to see is that i am wasted as fuck, my eyes empty, not even completely processing what has just happened, my mind only longing to carry on dancing.

"are you okay baby? did he hurt you?" he asks, sighing in relief when i shake my head, quickly pulling my body into his, wrapping his arms tightly around my waist and refusing to let go.

"i'm fine jude, i promise." i say, genuinely telling the truth.

"we're leaving now. and don't try fight me on it, okay?" he asserts, taking my hand in his and leading me out of the bar, my walking all over the place as the alcohol is still strong in my system.

despite what had just happened, i long to be back in there, tugging judes arm slightly, causing him to stop and turn around, waiting for me to speak.

"can we stay just a bit longer, please jude..?" i beg, pulling him towards me slightly before he reaches the doors. his eyebrows furrow, confused at my question as if i had asked something completely crazy, because to him, i had.

"really? you want to stay, even after all that? you really are absolutely wasted." he replied, lacing his fingers in mine once again. "we're going home, it's not safe for you to be here, not when you're this drunk."

"you're so boring jude." i mumble, having no choice but to leave with him, my body too weak to put up a fight, knowing that he would win and be able to carry me out of the club, which was an option too embarrassing for me to consider, even in this state.

"if wanting to keep my girlfriend safe makes me boring then fine, whatever amor." jude sighs, opening the doors as the cold immediately hits me, the night bringing on a chilling breeze as the dress i am wearing gives me practically no warmth.

i let go of judes hand, trying to warm myself up by wrapping my arms around my frame. jude picks up on this, taking off his oversized black jacket and slowly placing it on me, threading my arms through the material and holding my hand once again.

"better?" he asks.

i nod my head, not bothering to think of a quick remark, the throbbing in my head only increasing as the high i was on begins to wear off, leaving a nauseous feeling to spread in the bit of my stomach.

he guides me to the taxi, opening the door for me and gently placing me in the seat, reaching for the seatbelt and stretching it around my tired frame.

"you okay?" he asks, his hand resting on the end of my seat to hold himself up as his upper body hovers over me from putting my seatbelt on, his brown eyes looking into mine. i nod my head, and he smiles, pecking my lips slowly before bending down to climb out of the car, walking over to the back seat and hopping in.

his hand rests on my thigh, his thumb comfortingly grazing over the soft skin, his other on his phone as the uber driver drives us home through the empty streets, the early hours of the morning dawning over us.

my eyes falling shut, on the brink of falling asleep, i feel a strong grip lift me from the car, jude using his hands to wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me inside. he slips my heels off whilst still holding me, my head resting on his shoulder. he takes his own shoes off, placing my purse on the table and walking us upstairs.

"jude?" i say, my words muffled into his t-shirt, his jacket still draped over me.

"hm?" he says, moving one of his hands to rub my back.

"i don't feel too good." i admit, feeling the urge to throw up as he gets the hint, carrying me into the bathroom and switching the light on.

he quickly sets me down as i hunch over the toilet, finally releasing the alcohol from my system. he holds my hair in his hand in a makeshift ponytail, using the other hand to comfortingly rub my back.

"you're okay, i'm here." he whispers, bent down beside me as i practically throw my guts up, regret quickly taking over as i wish that i hadn't drank as much as i did.

i lift my head upwards, feeling completely sober now, jude looking at me sympathetically. he opens his arms for me as i fall into them, wrapping my arms around his torso.

"i'm sorry." i mumble into him.

"why are you sorry baby?" he asks, running his hands through my hair, brushing out the knots the best he can.

"you've had to take care of me the whole night and now i've just thrown up and it's all my fault!" i complain, my eyes welling up as i find myself becoming strangely emotional.

"don't be sorry my love, that's what i'm here for." he begins, planting a soft kiss on my forehead. "now let's get you ready for bed, yeah? you must be exhausted."

i nod my head as he pulls me upwards, walking me into our bedroom. i fall into bed, completely drained, not caring that my makeup is still on, or that i'm still in my dress. jude however, does, sitting on the edge of the bed and gently lifting me upwards.

"not yet, come on let's get this off." he says, pointing to my dress.

"you do it." i mutter, too tired to even form complete sentence.

he nods, turning me around so that my back is facing him. his hand reaches for the zipper, pulling it downwards slowly, moving the straps off of my shoulders and getting up, grabbing one of his t-shirts and some fresh underwear for me. he pulls the dress off me and folds it neatly, putting it to the side.

"lift up." he says, and i obey, allowing him to put his t-shirt on me. the material hangs from my frame, reaching my knees. he passes me my panties, and i put them on lethargically, my body almost passing out in exhaustion. jude gets up, saying nothing and walking to the bathroom, coming back with some makeup wipes.

"you go to sleep baby, i'll do the rest." he softly says as i fall backwards into the sheets, feeling him gently wipe the makeup from my face, making sure that he gets everything off, taking extra care to not apply too much pressure and hurt me. he puts the used makeup wipes in the trash, my body on the verge of falling asleep. he takes his clothes off, climbing into bed in his boxers and pulling me closer to him.

"thank you for taking care of me. i love you." i whisper, my eyes still closed.

"i'll always be here to look after you. even when you don't want me to be." he chuckles, kissing my forehead.

i smile, snuggling closer to him as he wraps his arms around my waist.

"goodnight hermosa. i love you." he says, his voice the last thing i hear before i fall asleep.

again, requests are open!! send them!!

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just a beard

jude bellingham x f!reader

a/n: im so sorry for not being active, i was soo busy with school and i got back with my ex!! next week i have 8-9 exams so i wont be able to post ☹️☹️ im so late to this but ohh well. KEEP sending requests in!

summary: in which judes girlfriend becomes overly dramatic and emotional since he shaved his beard.

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jude had just finished his intense football practice and was looking forward to relaxing in his room.

as he walked into his room, he saw his girlfriend sitting on his bed with tears streaming down her face.

concerned, jude rushed over to her and asked her what was wrong. but all she did was point at his face.

confused, jude reached up to touch his face and realized that y/n was crying because he had shaved the little patch of beard he had been growing on his chin.

jude couldn't believe it. she was crying over a few measly strands of facial hair?

he tried to hold back his laughter but couldn't help himself. he found the whole situation ridiculous and bursting out laughing.

y/n looked at him with disbelief and pushed him away. she began to say things like, "why did you shave it! i loved it too much!" and "rest in peace my dear little beardy.." while crying her eyes out dramatically.

jude couldn't understand why she was making such a fuss. its just a beard, it'll grow back. but for y/n, it was more than just a beard. she loved it and was emotionally attached to it.

feeling guilty for causing her so much distress, jude apologized and hugged her. but y/n wasn't ready to let it go.

she pulled out her phone and took a picture of judes new clean-shaven face and then another picture with the beard.

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jude couldn't help but laugh at her post, realizing how silly the whole situation was. he then kissed her again and promised to grow back his beard as soon as possible,

or else!!

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hiii i love your writing!!! can you write something about yn telling jude she’s pregnant but they arent together (it was like a one night stand) and they haven’t been on speaking terms for a while

only one night

jude bellingham x f!reader

a/n: thank you for the request anon!! i hope you liked it, i didn't know how else to end it soo it ended with fluff. im also not going to school today or maybe even tomorrow beacuse im sick as hell and i had a test today, soo i can write moree😊 i kinda don't like this but ok😞

summary: the request😵‍💫

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y/n couldn't believe what was happening to her. she never thought that a one night stand could lead to this — she was pregnant with his baby. how did she know she was pregnant?

it had been a few weeks since their hook up and y/n hadn't been able to get in touch with him. she had been feeling sick and craving some strange food combinations, and her friends had started to notice. they were worried about her, wondering if she had some kind of food poisoning, beacuse nobody craves pickles and nutella with sprinkles.

how did she know its judes? well, jude was her first hook up after she broke up with her ex a few months ago. plus jude didn't use protection. why? he said theres no way she could get pregnant, and said he would need a bigger condom since they didn't make one for his size. obviously, they were both drunk. (and he was right.)

after several pregnancy tests, all showing positive results, she finally accepted the fact that she was carrying judes child. she had no idea how to get in touch with him, since their hook up ended awkwardly — him leaving in the morning without a message. but she knew she had to tell him somehow.

y/n spent days trying to figure out the best way to contact jude. she finally decided to text him, hoping he would respond. she could feel her heart beating fast as she typed out a simple 'hey'.

to her relief, jude responded quickly with a 'hi?' and a question mark. y/n mustered up the courage to tell him that she wanted to meet him at her house later that day. she nervously waited for his response, but he left her on seen.

'later that day' came. jude knocked on her door and y/n opened it with trembling hands. they both were unsure of what to say, but jude mustered up the courage to say hello and enter her house.

as they both sat down on the couch, y/n took a deep breath and told him the truth. jude's jaw dropped in shock and he stuttered, unable to believe what he was hearing.

y/n explained everything to him - how he was her first hook up since her long-term boyfriend, how he didn't use protection, and how she had taken 3 positive pregnancy tests. jude was speechless and didn't know how to respond.

in a mix of anger and frustration, jude exclaimed "what do you want me to do?i don't know what to say or do!"

y/n looked at him with a stressful face and replied, "i don't know either jude. keep it? I guess. i don't know.."

jude anger subsided as he realized the gravity of the situation. he looked at her and nodded, "okay.... okay, we'll.. keep it. but what about us?'

y/n didn't know the answer to that question. she didn't know what would happen to their relationship, or if they even had one. but they both knew that they had to work things out for the sake of their child.

the two sat in silence for a few moments, both lost in their own thoughts. y/n knew that this was a lot to take in for both of them.

y/n looked at him with a mix of emotions - gratitude, relief, and a hint of hope.

"listen...y/n i want you to know that im not mad you, but my self. if you're ready, im ready okay? this is.. our baby.. and we'll have to take care of it." he said, his voice soft and comforting,

"i know we haven't been talking since that night, but i promise to be there for you and the baby now." he uttered, his leg bouncing up and down.

she couldn't hold back the tears any longer. she had been scared and lost, but now she felt a glimmer of hope for the future. he hugged her tightly, and she hugged him back in return.

'"im sorry y/n. i should have been more careful. i never wanted to hurt you." jude said, pulling away from the hug and brushing her tears away

"t's okay jude. we both made mistakes. but, we'll make it work together somehow." y/n chuckled, feeling a sense of warmth and comfort in judes embrace.

the two sat there for a while longer, talking about their future plans and how they would handle this unexpected pregnancy. jude promised to be there for every doctor's appointment, to help with anything she needed, and to be the best father he could be.

as they sat there, y/n couldn't help but feel grateful for this one night stand that led to something much more meaningful.

she knew it wouldn't be easy, but she also knew that they would have to make it work. and as jude placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, she knew that they were in this together.

and as they talked and laughed, discussing baby names and nursery ideas, y/n couldn't help but feel hopeful for the future. they may have had a hook up that was supposed to be only for one night, but now they were having a new unexpected start,

a baby!

#football #jb5 #jude #jude bellingham #bellingham #la liga #real madrid #soccer #england #jobe bellingham #jude bellingham x you #jude bellingham x reader #jobe

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judessangel · 2 months

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unsuccessful hope

‌jude bellingham x f!reader

a/n: GUYS i love yall somuch bryv thank you so much for everything!!😞😞 i have school this week so i wont be active but ill try to post i promise!!i get out at 5 pm and i have a good idea for the next fic 😵‍💫 bytheway angst no happy ending (imSORYRY) + short☹️

summary: after months of silently harboring feelings for jude, you summon the courage to confess, only to discover his heart yearns for someone else.

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y/n has been in love with jude ever since he joined real madrid, mainly because he is her brothers teammate, and they all spend a lot of time together.

she always thought that jude was an angel, with his charming smile and his undeniable talent on the soccer field.

she would often find herself daydreaming about being with him, but she never had the balls to tell him how she truly felt.

months went by, and y/n couldn't help but feel her heart ache every time she saw jude. she wanted so badly to tell him her feelings, but fear always held her back. what if he didn't feel the same way? what if it ruined their friendship?

but one day, she finally found the courage to do it.

after their practice, y/n mustered up all her bravery and walked up to jude. she could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she got closer to him. but she knew she had to do it. she couldn't keep these feelings a secret anymore.

"jude, heeeyy! can i talk to you for a minute?" y/n asked, her voice trembling slightly.

"yeah, whats up" jude replied, giving her a warm smile that always make her weak in the knees.

y/n took a deep breath and finally let it out, "i just wanted to tell you that...i like you, jude. i have for a long time now. i hope you feel the same towards me."

she looked up at him, her eyes filled with hope, but instead of a warm response, she was met with silence. judes expression changed, and his eyes started to gloss over. stomach dropped, and she immediately regretted saying anything. she could tell something was wrong.

"y/n..um.. i..i didn't want to tell you like this." jude finally spoke, his voice barely above a whisper.

"what do you mean jude?" y/n asked, chuckling nervously, trying to control her nerves.

"i like somebody else." jude replied, his voice full of guilt.

y/ns heart shattered into a million pieces at those four words. she couldn't believe what she was hearing. jude liked someone else. she couldn't imagine who it could be. all this time, she thought jude liked her back, but she was wrong.

an argument broke out between them, with y/n feeling hurt and rejected, and jude not understanding why he hurt her that bad, why couldn't she just understand he doesn't like her in that way?

they both said things they didn't mean, and it seemed like there was no way to fix things.

after that day, things were never the same between y/n and jude. they tried to go back to being friends, but it was never quite the same.

y/n couldn't help but feel heartbroken every time she saw jude or heard about his new love interest. she always wondered if she had never said anything, would they still be friends? always wondered would she ever get over him?

he was the first guy that looked at her that way, thought her jokes were funny.

she freezes everytime she hears her brother say anything about him, or say his name. she couldn't help but overthink, did he mean every single thing he said that day? she always thought she would never get over him.

but as time went by, y/n came to terms with the fact that she couldn't force someone to love her. she realized that sometimes, the person we want isn't always the one we need. and although it was a painful lesson, she knew that she would eventually find someone who truly loved her.

y/n and judes friendship slowly drifted apart, and they eventually went their separate ways. jude ended up with someone he liked for a while now,

just like y/n hoped she would with him...

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judessangel · 2 months

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thief

jude bellingham x f!reader

a/n: aahh i love yall smm thanks for the support :) this is so short for today i have to study all day so i won't be able to post so im so sorry 😞 bytheway im talking about the hoodie in the gif!!

summary: jude comes home from a tiring interview, taking a peaceful and relaxing warm shower. only to find his clothes stolen from his girlfriend who keeps denying it.

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jude had just returned home from a nerve-wracking interview. his heart was still racing as he stepped through the door of your shared apartment. you were waiting for him with a warm smile. you could see the exhaustion and stress on his face and immediately pulled him in for a hug.

"how was it?" you asked, rubbing his back soothingly.

jude let out a sigh and pulled away. '"i dont know. i think it went well, but it's hard to tell," he replied, running a hand through your hair.

you could see that he needed to relax, so you suggested that he take a shower while you make him his favourite tea. jude gratefully accepted and headed straight for the bathroom.

as he undressed and stepped into the shower, a sense of relief washed over him. the warm water cascading over his body helped to ease the tension in his muscles. he closed his eyes and let out a content sigh

after his shower, jude wrapped a towel around his waist and walked back to the bedroom. he couldn't help but notice that his clothes were missing from the bed where he had left them. he furrowed his brows in confusion and asked you "babe, do you know where my clothes went?"

your heart skipped a beat. you had been so caught up in your plan that you had forgotten about judes clothes you stole while he was showering. you quickly replied, "no, i dont know. maybe you left them in the bathroom?"

jude nodded suspiciously but didn't push the matter.he quickly grabbed some other clothes from his closet and put them on.

later that day while you were in the shower now, jude couldnt help but feel curious about the missing clothes. he decided to take a look around the apartment to see if he could find them. beacuse theres no way they could've disappeared.

he eventually made his way to your closet and began to sift through your clothes. suddenly, he came across his favorite sweater that he had left on the bed earlier. jude furrowed his brows in confusion. he knew for a fact that he hadn't put it in your closet.

just then, you walked out of the bathroom in fresh new clothes. you saw jude standing in front of your closet and your heart dropped. you quickly tried to come up with an excuse, but jude beat you to it.

"why is my sweater found in your closet?" he asked, his voice laced with suspicion.

your mind raced as you tried to come up with a believable story. but as you looked into jude's eyes, you could see that he already knew the truth.

"i dont know. maybe you left it in there when you went showering?" she suggested, trying to play it cool.

Jude raised an eyebrow at her. "and why would i leave MY clothes in YOUR closet?" he asked, crossing his arms over his chest curiously.

your eyes widened in guilt. you knew you had been caught. you nervously fidgeted with your fingers as jude took a step closer to you.

"love, ’t's okay. you can tell me the truth. i wont be mad, y’know that." jude said, his voice softening.

you finally looked up at him. he was much taller than you, and you had to tilt your head back to meet his gaze. you let out a sigh and confessed, " ’kay, fine. i may have taken your clothes..."

jude couldn't help but chuckle at your confession. he leaned down and kissed your forehead. "you don't have to steal my clothes, love. you can keep them anytime you want," he said, placing a hand on her cheek and stroking it.

your heart swelled with love for this man. you knew you were lucky to have him in your life. you smiled up at him and said, "thank you, but, what about the sweater?"

jude laughed and put the sweater back in her closet. "you can keep it. it probably looks better on you anyway,'

he said with a failed wink.

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judessangel · 2 months

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comfort

jude bellingham x f!reader

a/n: 9k words:) hope yall like it !!

summary: when the monthly inconvenience decides to show up at the worst possible moment, jude steps up to the plate, determined to ease the pain and stay by your side throughout the day.

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the initial sensation that greets my awakening is the constricting ache in my stomach, unmistakable and demanding immediate attention. the room remains shrouded in darkness, with curtains successfully blocking any intrusion of light, signaling that perhaps it's too early for me to be awake. however, the escalating pain dismisses any hope of returning to sleep. clutching my lower abdomen, I realize the sheets beneath me feel oddly damp. my eyes widen with a sudden realization, hoping against hope that the truth isn't as unpleasant as my imagination suggests. as I reach to pull the covers over me, embarrassment floods over me as my eyes register the deep red staining the once pristine white cotton.

jude peacefully slumbers beside me, his arm casually draped over my torso, emitting soft snores. his tranquil sleep is short-lived, as his eyes flutter open when I slowly rise from the bed. his hand searches the space where I once lay, only to find it empty. he becomes more alert at my absence, scanning the room with fully opened eyes. his gaze softens upon spotting me a few feet away, nursing my stomach while taking measured sips from a glass of water on the bedside table.

"babe, why are you up at this hour? come back to bed, it's getting cold without you," he mumbles, his voice low and groggy, still steeped in sleepiness, unable to resist its pull for much longer. his eyes squint through the darkness, attempting to discern my figure, oblivious to the discomfort etched on my face. when my response is absent, he senses something is amiss. sitting up, he clears his throat, though the fatigue is unmistakable in his voice.

"baby, what's wrong? cmon get back into bed," his concern grows, our proximity eliminating the possibility that I didn't hear him. the realization hits him when a subdued sniffle escapes my lips, accompanied by the emergence of tears. a glassy film coats my eyes, a reminder of how emotionally charged I become during that time of the month—anything seemingly trivial enough to bring me to tears.

he shuffles slightly in the bed, his brows furrowing when his leg brushes over the wet spot in the sheets, hand following the same pattern mine did just minutes ago, lifting the covers up as the realisation soon hits him, his face quickly softening. though his calm reaction isn't enough to console me, even when his eyes, filled with pure concern, lift up from the dark red patch imprinted on the material, the tears now running down my cheeks before i can apologise.

"oh honey..." he trails off, stepping out of bed and tiredly walking over to the spot on the other side of the room where i stand, his arms quickly wrapping themselves around my trembling frame, one hand reaching upward to run through my hair lazily. my sobs are muffled into his bare chest, own hands wrapping around his waist as i move closer into his embrace. in quick and short bursts, my breathing speeds up, usually reduced to its normal rate by the kisses that jude places into my hair, his voice gently hushing me as his arms maintain their steady hold on my waist.

"hey hey hey, c'mon baby, don't get upset, it's okay. don't worry, i'll clean it up, okay?" his voice is barely above a whisper, soft and calm, the tone calming my nerves and the guilt that sets in for ruining the sheets, no matter how insignificant it seems to him. he seems to sense my continued discomfort, and after placing one faint kiss to my forehead, pulls away, his hands still resting loosely on my waist before his gaze travels downward, registering the faint stain on my small shorts.

"i'm sorry." i hiccup, gesturing to both the stained sheets and my clothing, feeling utterly humiliated knowing that he is looking at me like this, having disturbed his sleep for nothing. he seems confused by my apology, lips curving into a slight frown as his eyes soften, taking in my guilty state, not understanding why i am so ashamed.

"why are you sorry? it's just an accident, i can get fresh sheets, and you can put clean clothes on. don't stress, everything is fine." his eyes look into mine, searching for any sign of me calming down and understanding where he is coming from, though i am unable to mirror his relaxed approach, having blown the whole thing so out of proportion that the guilt begins to eat me up inside. "how about i run you a bath? i'll change the sheets, and get you some fresh clothes, hm?"

i nod weakly at his suggestion, a soft smile creeping upon his face in response. the pain habituating within my lower stomach suddenly intensifies, my face twisting in discomfort as my body almost doubles over, jude quickly moving to hold me up, one hand coming upward to rub slow circles across my abdomen, his other resting on my back as my eyes squeeze shut.

"you're okay, deep breaths." he whispers, studying my face intently, slowing the rhythm of his hand on my stomach once he watches the discomfort ease, my face returning to its normal expression. the warmth of his hand resting on my stomach, paired with the gentleness of his gaze acts as the perfect natural remedy, the cramp subsiding temporarily as i force a weak smile, straightening my posture and meeting judes gaze, only his continues to be filled with concern.

he holds his hand out, gesturing me to take it, giving my own a gentle squeeze once i do, before leading me into the bathroom adjacent to our bedroom. the firm grasp of his touch picks me up, placing me gently on the counter in one swift movement, his thumbs absent-mindedly grazing the skin of my stomach as they slide underneath my small crop top, their soft touch easing the dull aching pain there just a little, making it that small bit easier to cope with the discomfort. if that wasn't enough, his body threads it's way between my legs as they dangle off of the counter, standing in between them whilst his thumbs reach upward, wiping the tears that reside along my cheeks, and drying the fresh ones that form along my waterline.

his movements are careful, kind and gentle in an attempt to soothe me more than he already has, intent on relieving the stress in any way that he could, doing so seeming like his duty, the silent reward of my contentment all he needs to prompt him to continue, until the only evidence of my upset is the rosy tint that spreads across my cheeks. once satisfied with his work, his hands move to rest on my thighs, his touch forming goosebumps over the skin, whilst his face nears my own. his lips collide with mine ever so gently, pecking them repeatedly, the contact so tender that i almost don't feel it, though the love that radiates from each movement reminds me that the moment is real, and enough to make me forget about the pain, even if it is only for a few seconds.

"love you." he mumbles against my lips, smiling softly and kissing them once more. my cheeks heat up at his words, heart tugging at its strings, realising that no matter how long we have been together, his ability to make me blush with the smallest of actions is long lived, and i don't think that it will ever go away.

"love you too." i smile slowly, the moment only lasting a few seconds as he pulls me into a short hug, fingers fiddling with the waistband of my shorts, reminding me that they need changing, the feeling of them making me cringe. he steps back for a second, only to walk toward the bathtub, twisting the taps on as gushes of hot water begin to spill from them, the tub quickly filling up.

"get in love, i'll be right back." he says, gesturing towards the bath and shooting me another warm smile before his figure disappears from the room, leaving the door slightly ajar. my feet step out of the dirty shorts, picking them up and tossing them into the laundry basket, my crop top soon following. my hands fiddle with the strands of hair falling at my shoulder blades, scooping them upward and tying them into a messy ponytail, my body quickly shivering from the lack of warmth that my clothing had brought.

i step into the tub, sinking further and further into the water as its heat envelops my body, my shoulders quickly falling, eyes closing in satisfaction as quiet breaths leave my parted lips. the silence is calming somehow, distracting me from the pain that comes and goes, though i soon long for jude to return, wondering what has taken him so long, needing to feel his embrace despite the comfort that the water brings. so i quietly wait, fingers tracing the outline of the large bathtub, droplets of water forming along the exposed skin of my arms, the drowsiness that takes over only increasing, my eyes on the verge of falling shut, until the sound of footsteps nearing the room soon turns my attention toward the door, my face lighting up when tom walks through it.

his hands hold a t-shirt, neatly folded and freshly washed, the material spreading out and creasing slightly once he places it on the counter, revealing a fresh pair of panties and some tampons wrapped within it, my heart melting at his thoughtfulness, the smallest of things being what make me aware of how lucky i am to have him. his attention turns towards me quickly, clearly determined to take care of me despite his tired eyes and the dark circles that habituate beneath them. he walks over to the bathtub, crouching beside it and dipping his fingers aimlessly into the hot water.

"how are you feeling?" he takes my face in his hands, pulling it closer toward him carefully and kissing my forehead lightly after speaking, keeping his fingers resting against my cheek, thumb running up and down it comfortingly, whilst his free hand brushes the loose strands of hair behind my ears.

"better." i say, offering him a genuine smile, sitting up slightly to better my view of him.

"i got you one of my t-shirts to change into. i tried to find your favourite, you know, the red one? i searched the whole house, but i couldn't find it anywhere, i'm sorry baby. but i found another one that i know you wear sometimes, the white one with the purple writing, i hope it's oka-"

i let out a soft chuckle at his rambling, repeating his motion just seconds ago and wrapping my hand around the nape of his neck, cutting off his voice with my lips, pulling back after a few seconds, giggling slightly at his genuine concern over a t-shirt. he struggles to see what is so funny, though his eyes narrow in confusion, a soft smile mirroring my own spreads across his face at my own happiness. "it's okay baby, thank you."

he stands up, clearing his throat and wiping his hands that had gotten slightly wet on his sweatpants. "i'll give you some space, i'm in the bedroom if you need me, okay love?"

though before he can exit the room, or even get within a few steps distance of the door, my hand reaches out, wrapping around his wrist lazily. he stops in his tracks, turning around swiftly to face me once again, eyes softening at my pleading look, already assuming what i am going to ask. he had always been good at that, guessing what i will say, before my mouth had chance to utter the words, and this time proves no different, his body taking one step toward the tub.

"can you get in with me?" i ask, looking upwards with pleading eyes, widening them in an attempt to convince him, my hand squeezing his wrist gently. i know what the answer will be, certain that he would never refuse a chance to lay beside me, despite the frequency that we do so anyway.

"yeah, sure." he nods calmly, quickly reaching to tug the only item of clothing that he is wearing down, the grey sweatpants pooling at his feet. he drags them off, folding them neatly and placing them beside my fresh change of clothes on the counter. my body moves forward, giving him room to climb in behind me, and he soon does so, resting his back firmly against the bathtub. he gets comfy, sinking into the water and stretching his legs out as my body rests in between them. after a few seconds, he snakes his arms around my waist, using his secure grip to pull me backward, my back resting firmly against his chest.

his fingers sit on my stomach, tracing circles over the skin, applying more pressure when i would sigh out in pain, gently massaging the cramping away, all whilst his lips would place quick kisses into my hair, though some would linger for a few seconds, often followed with the simple phrase 'i love you', each time he would utter them leaving me in the same state - a light shade of red creeping onto my cheeks whilst my lips curved into a small smile. he would always acknowledge my flustered state, though never tease me about it as he would in any other circumstance, deciding on savouring the peaceful moment, scared to ruin the tenderness of it, as it is memories like this which will be cherished forever.

though there are a few times when his head would dip downward, lips ghosting the skin of my neck, testing the waters between loving and lustful, but he knows that there is nothing sexual about this moment, knowing better than to create something sensual out of it. so he keeps his touches caring, the pads of his fingers running up and down my sides, eyes sparkling with joy as i can sense the cheesy grin on his face from behind.

though his sleep is put on the line, he seems to show no regret for choosing me over his slumber, standing up slowly and taking my hand, his other resting gently on my waist as he helps me exit the bath, following afterward and finding a towel big enough for the both of us. his arms open outward, gesturing me to come closer, and when my body nears his, naked frame pressed against his own, his arms close around us, the towel providing us with some warmth, though the majority of heat felt comes from what radiates from judes body as he continues to keep his arms wrapped around me, refusing to increase the distance between us.

we stay like this for a few minutes, bodies against each other, swaying side to side ever so slowly, his chin resting on top of my head, a peaceful silence between us until he steps back, handing me his t-shirt. he tugs his own clothes on, cleaning up the bathroom whilst i fix myself up, his gentle hand coming to rest at my back once i am finished.

"c'mon, let's go back to bed, you must be tired." he says, walking us both into the bedroom. by now, light had managed to leak into the room through the curtains, a medley of ambers and pinks melting across the walls, though i barely acknowledge this, my focus instead on the bed in the centre of the room. it is freshly made, dressed with crisp white sheets, the dirty ones nowhere to be seen. jude collapses onto the bed, his head delving into the pillow as i fall onto the mattress, only alone for a few seconds as he quickly pulls me into his side, arms wrapping tightly around my waist, fingers playing with the hem of his t-shirt, hiking it upward from its previous position where it rested just above my knees, the majority of judes clothing insanely big on me, though i don't mind. he places the covers over our bodies, legs intertwined as i lay practically on top of him, this not enough for jude as he drags me closer, my chest against his. after getting comfortable and making sure that i am too, his head buries into my neck, placing a few gentle kisses there as a silent way of saying 'i love you', though his verbal confirmation comes soon after as he tiredly utters the three words, muffled by the skin of my shoulder.

"thank you for helping me. i'm sorry about the sheets." i mumble, his head soon reappearing from where it had rested, a soft chuckle leaving his lips at my repeated apology.

"it's what i'm here for. i'll always be here to help you, and you don't have to be sorry about it either. it's just some sheets, you're much more important. now get some sleep, okay? i'll be right here when you wake up." he kisses my lips softly before i can respond, only this one is much longer than the ones we had shared earlier, his hand moving to cup my cheek, only pulling away for breath when he can no longer kiss back.

"i love you." i whisper against his lips, eyes fluttering open and shut as i find myself becoming increasingly tired, quickly uttering confirmation of my love towards him before i fall asleep, snuggling further into his embrace as he gives my waist a gentle squeeze.

"i love you more amor, more than you'll ever know."

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