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xomasonmountstoriesxo · 2 years

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Here I Am - Mason Mount Story

Song: Here I Am – Leona Lewis

Summary:

You work at Chelsea Football club. Your dream job and place to be. As a physiotherapist. On game days, you assist the other physios with helping to make sure that the boys are fit to carry on playing or during the week, you give them little check-ups. However, since you have been working there, your boyfriend Taylor (or whatever name you want), who doesn’t like when there are other guys around you, especially football players, wants you to quit your job. You’ve only been working at Chels for a year and a half. All the boys love you and treat you like family. What you really like about the boys is that you all joke about stuff. You have become extremely close with them all especially the England boys. Conor Gallagher, Raheem Sterling, Ben Chilwell, Ruben Loftus-Cheek, Reece James, and him, Mason Mount. You are unbelievably close to Mason Mount. You always have been. You see, you and Mase have known each other for quite some time. You met at Chelsea Football Academy, at the age of six but due to you and your parents moving all the time for work, you lost contact until now.

Start of Story:

You arrive your normal time, 8am sharp. You park in your designated spot, in the car park, right next to MM19. You notice that his spot was empty which meant he was running late and that is very unlike of him. You wait in the warmth of your car, because when Mase recognised you a year and a half ago, you both made a pact that if either one of you were late to work, you would wait for one another, the same goes at the end of the day. For example, if you’re not at reception and Mason is, he goes straight to the physio room as he knows where you will be at the end of the day. However, if it was the other way round you would have to find another player or G.P (Graham Potter) to fetch Mase out of the changing rooms or he would never come out but sometimes you would find him on the training pitch doing extra training. Fifteen minutes later, a white Mercedes arrive and parks up next to you. You turn your engine off, grab your bags and get out of your car. You look at Mason as he comes out his car ‟You’re late” you giggle ‟Sorry darling but my car wouldn’t start” he says giving you a hug and kiss on the cheek. Once he grabs his bags and locks the car, you both walk into the office and go get breakfast with the other boys.

*After work*

After a long day in the physio room and observing the boys train, you finally finish doing check-ups on some of the more senior players, you pack away the equipment. Whilst packing away there’s a knock on the door ‟come in!” you shout ‟hey, it’s me, you ready to go?” Mason says, popping his head round the door ‟yeah just coming” you say smiling at him as you put the last box of stuff in the cupboard and lock it up. You grab your bags from behind your desk and go out the room, locking the door to the physio room. You then walk to the car park with Mason, laughing and joking about stuff. ‟What are you doing tonight?” Mason asks ‟Taylor has a football match, and he wants me to go to it, but I’ve seen enough football today” you giggle ‟come to mine, I miss you. We haven’t spent any time together for so long. Dec is going to be there with Lauren, they miss you too.” Mason pleads with you ‟I’ll see what I can do” you say, giving your best friend a hug and then getting in your car. You call your boyfriend Taylor and tell him you can’t go to his football match. He gets angry but says ok anyways. You look at Mase, but his car is gone. You throw your phone in to your bag and go to Masons house. Once you arrive, the familiar white Mercedes is sitting in the driveway. You park behind it and go up to the window and bang on it. You see Mase jump, and he rolls down the window ‟you little b*tch” he says laughing ‟I’m going to get you for that” he says. He starts getting out of the car and as he is chasing you, you spot Lauren and Rice walking up the driveway ‟HELP ME” you scream, running behind them and hiding.

They both laugh and guard you from the crazy Chelsea player, that’s running towards the three of you ‟get back here you little sh*t” Mase shouts as Dec and Lauren move out the way. Mase grabs you and spins you around. You squeal and hold on tight. ‟you two are cute, stop!” Rice says. You blush and giggle nervously. ‟Y/n has a boyfriend Dec” Mase says with a little hurt in his voice.

You see, ever since you were little and met the boys at the Chelsea Academy, you, Mason and Declan have always had this joke about you and Mount would become an item one day but because of your parents moving around for work all the time when you were younger, you never got the chance to tell Mason how you really felt and because of that you found Taylor. Yes, he can be controlling sometimes but he was the right guy for you at that moment. Now that Mason is back in your life, all those feelings have come back. The only people that know about your feelings towards Mason are yourself, Lauren, Rice, Chilly, Reece and your parents. That’s why they spoilt you a lot when moving around. They knew it broke your heart but, in a way, it was a good thing to do because your feelings for Mason Mount, only grew stronger.

‟Y/n, you ok?” a voice says making you come out of your thoughts and see Dec standing there in front of you with a worried face ‟yeah, just thinking about when us three were in the Chelsea Academy where we first met. Where I first met…” you say smiling at him ‟the good old days” he says giving you a hug and kiss on the head. Ever since you were younger, you and dec have been like brother and sister. He protects you as best he can no matter what the situation is. You both then walk into Masons house and go to where him and Lauren are. You look at Mason and smile at him ‟you ok” he mouths to you; you nod your head and sit next to him on the sofa. You feel his arm go behind you and dangle around your neck ‟I’m going to get some stuff from the shop, do you want to come with me?” he whispers in your ear. You nod your head and get up of the sofa. ‟What do you guys want from the shop?” Mason asks Dec and Lauren ‟We've got to go. Dinner reservations.” Dec says. You knew that was a lie because Lauren gave you a look that signals that you and Mase should have some alone time. They both stand up and give you a hug. As soon as they leave, you tell Mason that you have to go home and with that you’re gone.

As soon as you arrive home, there are multiple cars in your driveway, and you can hear the music blaring from inside your house. That means your boyfriend clearly won his football match and is having a party. You turn the engine off and go into your house. You go to the kitchen and see that all the food in the fridge has been eaten by people you don’t know. You then wonder around the house and end up in the living room to see that your boyfriend Taylor was making out with a blonde girl. As soon as you see who it is, your blood boils and you pull the plug of the music ‟EVERYBODY OUT!” you scream and pull the blonde girl from your ‘boyfriend’ and push her outside, along with everyone else. You then shut the front door and there he was, standing there all drunk with lipstick on his face ‟baby I’m sorry. I missed you and you weren't at my game to celebrate with me” he says ‟get out! we are over!” you say and push him out the door, closing it in his face. ‟Baby come on, you love me” he screams on the other side of the door. You run upstairs to your room, opening the window and then start chucking his clothes out of it. Once all his clothes were gone, you grab the necklace that he gave you and threw that out the window.

An hour later, after finally ending things with Taylor, you’re sat in your bedroom, blaring out through the speaker Bleeding Love by Leona Lewis whilst crying your heart out. You pick up your phone and call HIM. ‟Can you come over?” you say on the phone.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. You run downstairs, opening the door and there he was, the man of your dreams with his back to you. He turns around and sees the tears rolling down your face ‟Oh Y/n” Mason says, pulling you in to his arms and stepping into your house. You cry into his shoulder, and he comforts you.

A few minutes pass and you’re now calm and Mase is cooking in the kitchen. You’re sitting on one the bar stools, watching him make a mess in your kitchen.‟Mason Mount you are making a mess in my house” you say and go over to where he is ‟oh well” he says shrugging his shoulders and laughing. You grab the bag of flour and pour it on his head ‟Oh you little. You better run misses” Mason says and grabs an egg. You giggle and start running around the island in your kitchen. You stop at one end as Mason is on the other side ‟you are lucky you’re my best friend” Mason says smiling and walking over to you with the egg still in his hand ‟however, that doesn’t mean you get away with this” he says and splats the egg right on top of your head. You laugh and then head upstairs to your bathroom and have a shower. After having a relaxing shower, with hair washing, you get dressed into a pair of Chelsea football shorts and one of Masons old hoodies. You then go downstairs, putting comfy socks on ‟Mase where are you?” you shout to your best friend ‟I’m in the living room” he shouts back. You go to where he is and smile at him ‟what do you want to do?” he asks as he turns his body to you ‟I don’t know, what do you want to do?” you reply ‟how about you pack a bag, and you can stay with me for a while. I’m sure that dickhead will need to come back and get the rest of his belongings, so whilst he does that, come, and stay with me at my house” Mason asks, looking into your eyes. ‟Are you sure?” you say. He nods his head ‟I want to protect you Y/n and I can’t do that unless you’re with me” he says and smiles. ‟Ugh fine I will come stay with you for a while. I’m sick of this house anyways” you say. And with that you run upstairs and pack a suitcase with all the essentials in it. You both then head to Masons house in his car.

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Authors Note:

Hey guys,

Thank you so much for getting to the end of the story. I really hope you enjoyed it. Please let me know what you think about this story. I am thinking of doing another part to this and turning it into a full on Wattpad kind of story but obviously keeping on here.

If anyone has any song suggestions for stories, please let me know.

Part 2 coming soon, if you guys like it,

But for now, writing Part 2, just in case,

💋

#Mason Mount #Football #fanfic #story #LOVE #ex-boyfriend #friends #chelsea football club #England Players #MM19 #reader

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old-lorarri · 2 months

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꒰꒰‧₊˚𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 ─ 𝐉𝐁𝟓 ˚₊· ꒱꒱

─ summary . . . ❨ the daughter of lewis hamilton and a 3 time f1 world champion life is pretty great especially now that you have found a special someone ❩ ─ pairing . . . ❨ jude bellingham x fem! hamilton! redbull! f1 driver! reader ❩ ─ genre . . . ❨ social media file ❩ ─ author note . . . ❨ okay so I got this idea like a year ago and I have now finally gotten time to make it happen so enjoy! ❩

❨ taglist | masterlist ❩

yourinstagram . 4hrs ago

seen by lewishamilton judebellingham 76,389,589 others

yourinstagram

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yourinstagram winter break photodump pt. 5

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user my wife is a madrid...I don't know what to do with why self now

user stay away from my wifey mr. hey jude lookin ass

user MR BELLINGHAM WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE

user it couple is cookin ya'll

user love that mother is living her best life

user bae wake up Y/N posted a winter break photo dump

user OKAY BUT THAT LAST PIC EXCUSE ME?!?!?!

user madam who got you those flowers

user jude better be careful or papa hamilton gonna have his head if he even thinks about trying anything with his daughter

user why am I kinda living from the idea of these two being a couple

user are you dating jude?

user Y/N come home the kids miss you

user 4th wdc pending...

user so we all know who the guy in the last slide is right?

user love my soon to be parents

user the queen soft launching wasn't on my 2024 bingo card

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TRENTSKI

JUDITH

EXPLAIN YOUR SELF

JUDITH

huh?

RICE RICE BABY

did you really think you could sneek your way into Y/N Hamilton's ig dump and we wouldn't find out?

JUDITH

yes?

SANCHOOOO

SO YOU ADMIT IT

IT IS YOU

MEEK MEALS

glad you finally got together

I was getting sick and tired of you talking about her 24/7

JACK RABBIT

I'm surprised he even got the strength to talk to her

STAR BOY

right?

his brain normally turns to mush when ever her name is mentioned

proud of you bro

JUDITH

thx kyo

I always knew you were a real one

TRENTSKI

damn I see how it is then....

RICE RICE BABY

trents going dark lads

in his sad girl era

PHIL CHEESE STAKE

so wait who knows about you 2 being together?

SANCHOOOO

besides the entire intent after that photo dump?

MEEK MEALS

LMFAOOO

STAR BOY

tell lewis he's the goat

JUDITH

hahah funny

let us have our damatic soft launch

obvi you guys know

the only others that know are max, sebastian, and charles

I'll let lewis know when he figures out I'm dating his daughter this Saturday

JACK RABBIT

mate your fucked

TRENTSKI

DAMN

secret forbbiden romance

didn't know you were built like that jude

MEEK MEALS

what do you mean Lewis fucking Hamilton doesn't know you are dating HIS DAUGHTER

SANCHOOOO

pray for jude guys

these might be his last days with us

STAR BOY

he shall be missed

JACK RABBIT

dw jude I'll delete your search history of you stalking Y/N's ig and twitter

JUDITH

thanks guys...

wiss me luck

TRENTSKI

break a leg

RICE RICE BABY

don't die

MEEK MEALS

good luck

SANCHOOOO

you going to die

STAR BOY

what colour coffin do you want?

I'm thinking bright pink and rinestones

JACK RABBIT

do you need a get away driver?

PHIL CHEESE STAKE

before you die get me and ronnie a hat singed by Y/N and Lewis

JUDITH

I feel so loved rn

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lewishamilton replied to your story!

he's a good lad

but if he hurt's you

winning a trohpy will be the last of his concern

okay dad I'll relay that message to him

good

also don't forget to use projection...

DAD OMG STOP

carlossainz55 replied to your story!

¡HALA MADRID!

maxverstappen1 replied to your story!

Christian is asking if Jude wants to come to the team dinner before the livery launch?

also if he hurts you I will run him over with our matching aston martins

landonorris replied to your story!

what does he smell like?

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trentsgirl · 3 months

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— 🤍 ⋆⭒˚｡⋆

⟡ summary: just a lovely morning with your boyfriend.

⟡ content: very fluffy, clingy jude, established relationship, short, around three hundred words.

⟡ notes: had this in my drafts for a while, so thought i should post this because i have too many. requests are open:))

⟡ streaming: tip toe by hybs.

⟡ masterlist.

mornings with jude were usually hectic and far from peaceful. you would quickly get ready for your respective commitments and barely have any time for each other before rushing out the door.

but today was different. it was friday, and jude had been granted a few days off due to a shoulder injury. despite the unfortunate circumstances, jude was excited about the prospect of spending the entire day with you.

his plan was to stay in bed all morning, cuddling and making up for lost time, if you know what i mean. however, you had other plans in mind.

you were accustomed to waking up early and being productive. so as you attempted to free yourself from jude’s firm hold, he unconsciously grunted, his body pressing against yours.

nevertheless, you paid no attention to his murmurs and left the bed, causing jude to grumble even more.

“come back to bed,” he pleaded, his voice filled with desperation. you couldn’t help but find it endearing how much he longed for you. “i’m tired,” he added, lightly tapping your pillow.

deciding to tease him, you donned an exaggerated pout and adopted a whiny tone, as if speaking to a child. “oh, you’re tired? i’m so sorry baby, it must be so difficult for you.”

jude expressed his annoyance, stating, “actually, scratch that. when i said i was tired, what i really meant was that i’m tired of you being a sarcastic little shit.”

you chuckled, returning to the bed with a gentle smile. “well, i’m your sarcastic little shit.” you playfully remarked, giving him a quick kiss on the lips.

jude seized the chance to embrace you, shifting his position so that he loomed over you with his much larger frame, making you nearly invisible beneath him.

“jude!” you gasped for breath, “do need to remind you that you’re six feet tall? you’re not exactly on the small side!”

he seemed unfazed by the fact that his weight was completely crushing you, and retorted mockingly, “i’m actually six foot one, baby.”

rolling your eyes, you chose not to respond and surrendered to jude’s agenda for the day.

to be fair, it wasn’t too bad at first. however, once his snoring started again, all you desired was to kick him from the bed.

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formulalfc · 4 months

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Jude Bellingham+physical touch please 🤞🤍

i feel like he is super possessive over you and it really shines through his physical touch. when you're out together, he has you tucked into his side, arm over your shoulder letting everyone know who you belong to. he always finds a way to stand behind you as well, like he just presses his front up against your back at any chance he gets and wraps his arms around your waist. he's so much taller than you as well and so he just rests his head on top of yours, occasionally leaning down to your ear so he can take the piss out of someone. he is literally a man-child as well, he can only sleep if he is completely laid on top of you. thankfully you don't mind it cause this man literally crushes you with his full body weight.

inbox is open send me some ramble requests <3

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fitfootballers · 8 months

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Declan Rice 🔥

#declan rice #arsenal #afc #england national football team #premier league #fit footballers #photoshoot #football #hot football players #footballers #footballer #epl #england nt #england national team #arsenal fc

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siriusly-parker · 1 year

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girlies… where are the football player’s fanfics?? c’mon this is the World Cup ✋😩 plz feed me some

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dogtreatsmart · 3 months

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DogNews@DogTreatSmart

Massachusetts ‘Big Man’ to take part in Puppy Bowl 2024.

Read more: www.dogtreatsmart.com

#puppy bowl #dognews #doglovers #adoptable #adoptdontshop #massachusetts #new england life #rescue dogs #football player #dogtreatsmart #welovedogs

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jvdebellingham · 1 month

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via tiktok

#this one's for my trent girlies ☝😩#trent alexander arnold #liverpool fc #england nt #not mine #edit #lfc #lfc players

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didishawn · 8 months

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Love at First Massage (Jude Bellingham x reader)

Warnings: feet I guess (?)

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It was Vinicius who recommended him the place, a nice, unknown, little massage parlour somewhere along the forgotten streets leading up to Plaza Mayor.

The first thing that caught his attention was how empty the place was, a bored looking lady in the reception table checking out her nails as the typical hallway music played on the background.

The sound of his steps got her attention, her eyes didn't widden -probably used to Vini and other players visiting the place-, but he could see recognition on her face as she nodded her head on greeting as he introduces himself, she stood up and leaded him up to the farthest away chair from the windows and told him to wait.

A small chair was next to his chair topped by some magazines, his face visible in one of them, he still couldn't understand spanish, but he guessed they were throwing praises at him for scoring in all La Liga matches since his debut.

"Hi, I am y/n, I am in charge of your massage today"

A voice, your voice, caught his attention, and he was hypnotised from the very first moment, truly believing that he had died and went to heaven.

He tried to greet you back, he truly did, but not a noise came out of his mouth and he missed his opportunity when you arched an eyebrow and got down to work, he was already barefoot, you put some cream in your hands and started.

It were not only, your face and your voice which were angel made, also your hands as Jude could quickly feel the sourness and tiredness slip away and his feet to feel like new.

You were not talkative, or maybe not just with him after he didn't even greet you back.

Jude cleared his throat, yet you didn't look up to him as he scratched his neck and searched for any reason to speak with you.

"Do you watch football?" he wanted to hit himself, why couldn't he think about anything else? You laughed.

"Is that an indirect way of asking whether I know you or don't?" you inquired, looking up to him, a teasing look on your eye "I do know who you are and I do watch football, but maybe my team of choice won't be of your liking, or maybe yes as everyone knows of those tweets of you recognising the real goat"

"I suppose that means you have also seen that school project in which I wrote what my dream team was"

"I did, my brother went crazy calling you an hypocrite for then going to Real Madrid in what he deems a money operation and nothing more"

"He sounds like a real fan"

"Ask Vinicius what happened the last time he came over and my brother just happened to be here. Also tell him he still owes me that money"

"So, you work in this massage parlour and as a side job you do bets with football players for the extra money?"

"Not everyone is offered like a hundred million euros, you do what you have to do, Bellingham"

So, you were beautiful, you were smart, you liked football and you were funny as well as great at massages.

Jude was already down hard, he even thought about purposely injuring himself to come back sooner.

The massage was entirely too short for his liking -it went on for over an hour, you didn't tell him how you were purposely slow to keep on chatting with him.

Turns out, Jude Bellingham wasn't just great at football, but also at mantianimg long conversations and making sure to keep eye contact even while you worked on his feet.

When you finished, Jude almost asked you to keep going, but he didn't want to seem desperate, but he did leave a special note with his phone number written down alongside a generous tip.

He couldn't help but laugh before asking you out on a date, when you sent him a photo of what you had spent your tip on.

You did look good in red and blue, but he bet you would look even better with his last name on your back.

#jude bellingham #jude bellingham x reader #Real Madrid #football imagine #football player #football #english #English national team #england nt #england national team #jude bellingham imagine

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swayziiwriter · 9 months

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Trent Alexander-Arnold, Liverpool & England

#football #soccer #world cup #football imagine #imagine #trent alexander imagines #trent alexander arnold #trent alexander x you #moodboards #moodboard #liverpool #england #england football #taa66 #footballer #footy players #aesthetic #aestheitcs #scouse

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lee-kangin · 1 month

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coys and future coys, don’t even worry about it 🤍

#jude bellingham #james maddison #football #THEIR FRIENDSHIP IS EVERYTHINGGGG don’t care abt england just care abt spurs players + players who WILL be spurs 👍🏾#rahul.txt

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captainwans · 1 year

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SHE DID WHAT?

— K. MBAPPÉ

pairing: kylian mbappé x fem! reader

summary: a round of gossiping on his girlfriend’s side seemed to earn kylian’s interest.

warning: nothing but teeth-rotting fluff and slight cursing!

word count: 642 | ( gif not mine! )

masterlist!

… [Y/N] AUDIBLY GASPED, earning a curious look from Kylian, who popped his head out of the bathroom door, his eyebrows raised as he looked at his girlfriend. The pair were currently on vacation, a well-deserved break from both sides, well—mostly Kylian for winning on his current season and she wasn’t complaining. They spent most of their time drinking wine, going sightseeing, and swimming. At the moment, the pair did their own nighttime routine with Kylian doing his business in the bathroom whilst his girlfriend talked on the phone with her best friend, seemingly sounding like an interesting conversation in his opinion.

“What? Did she say that? I can’t believe her…” she whined, a pout forming her lips as she looked at nothing in particular, being completely oblivious to Kylian watching her with a curious expression.

Kylian dried his hands with a towel, closed the bathroom door, and sauntered towards his lover, his muscular arms wrapping around her waist, hugging her closer to his body. He furrowed his eyebrow, leaning his ear into her phone to hear about the gossip.

[Y/N]’s stomach fluttered, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she melted into his warm embrace. “She’s a real bitch for sure.” she replied to her friend, earning a shocked expression from her boyfriend, his head leaning into her face and giving her a look.

Kylian stifled a laugh, watching her face morph into a scowl. He listened in to their conversation before whispering with furrowed eyebrows. “What did she do?” he asked, genuinely invested into the girls’ gossip.

His girlfriend held the phone, turning her attention toward him. “She slept with her sister’s boyfriend, twice!” [Y/N] replied with a sour look, making his mouth gape open as he took in the information.

“She did what?!” Kylian almost screeched with shock, erupting with laughter as his body shook vigorously. He shook his head, quietly chuckling before taking a seat on the bed. “That’s messed up, man,” he mumbled under his breath, wiping a tear from his eyes before turning his head to her.

She scoffed, listening to her friend. She had her phone clutched tightly to her ear, her eyes narrowed as she took in the information with disgust plastered onto her face. She turned her gaze to her boyfriend, who gave her a soft smile, his grabby hands toward her making her grin. “Yeah, I’ll call you back. Call me back when you get a hold of that son of a bitch,” she sneered, bidding her goodbyes.

Kylian threw his head back, bursting out with laughter. He pointed a finger at her, his eyes tearing up. She chuckled, a confused look etched onto her face. “What?” she asked with a laugh, joining his banter.

He grabbed her hips, his hands rubbing her thighs as he placed her between his legs. His chest vibrated with another laugh, before gazing up at her with his eyes tinted with warmth and admiration. “The way you just randomly add a few curse words here and there is so unlike you, mon ange (my angel).” he voiced his thoughts with a breathy laugh.

[Y/N] shrugged her shoulders, her hands on his neck, fiddling with his necklace. “What can I say, I’m a changed woman this season, baby.” she responded with a wink, trailing his hands down his shoulders.

Kylian bit his lip, pulling her closer. “It’s hot, not gonna lie.” he said before planting soft kisses on her cheeks, and her jaw before pressing a chaste kiss on her lips. She met his kiss with a dreamy sigh, sliding her hands to his neck, and deepening the kiss.

They pulled away, both breathless as they gazed into each other’s eyes. “Damn, I should swear more if it means to get kissed like that..” she admitted, her eyes tinted with slight mischief.

#footballer imagine #football masterlist #england football masterlist #football #french football team #french football player #french footballers #kylian mbappe x reader #kylian mbappe #mbappe imagine #kylian mbappe masterlist #kylian mbappe fanfic #fluff

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trentsgirl · 3 months

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— 🤍 ⋆⭒˚｡⋆

⟡ summary: after being banned from the next match, jude decided to drown his sorrows in alcohol. as you accompanied him on his way home, he shared something with you.

⟡ notes: had this in my drafts over a year and i just had to get it out of there. i thought it was cute, but eh.

⟡ content: friends to lovers because who doesn’t love this trope 🫶🏻, very very fluffy, alcohol mention, jude is stupidly drunk here, reader is sober, around one thousand words, part two?

⟡ streaming: delicate by taylor swift.

⟡ masterlist, part one, part two.

strolling beside jude, he accidentally collided with you again, causing a burst of laughter that brought a warm smile to your face.

it was clear to anyone seeing jude that he was heavily intoxicated. as a consequence of being banned from the next game, he had decided to indulge in excessive drinking to the point where he could barely walk straight.

your arm was wrapped around his waist, while his rested on your shoulders. the scent of alcohol and the cologne enveloped you, creating a cozy and comforting feeling.

“jude,” you said with a grunt, struggling to maintain your balance. “i can’t keep walking like this... we’re going to end up falling.”

ignoring your concerns, jude continued his unsteady stride. it was only a matter of time before he stumbled, as you had anticipated.

without even attempting to assist him, you let go, aware that his strength would likely drag you down too.

“ow…” he muttered from the ground, resembling the idiot he is. you sighed, silently resolving never to let him consume such excessive amounts of alcohol again.

the streets were relatively empty, given the late hour, for which you were grateful. if anyone caught sight of jude in his current state, he would undoubtedly become the subject of jokes for weeks.

you lowered yourself to his level, feeling the ache in your feet from the heels you had worn all night. noticing a cut on his knee only added to your exasperation.

“jude, sometimes you act like a complete child.” you murmured quietly, helping the man you helplessly adored in supporting back onto his feet.

“knee… blood…” jude weakly pointed out the blood on his knee, his voice slurred and distant, indicating that he was on the verge of passing out. however, you knew you couldn’t take him home without tending to the cut first.

spotting a nearby shop a few steps away, you carefully guided jude and yourself towards it. settling him on a bench outside the shop, you assured him, “i’ll be right back.” not expecting much of a response.

as you turned to leave, jude grabbed your wrist, causing you to look back at him in confusion. his pouting lips and pleading eyes melted your heart, leaving you swooning at the adorable sight.

“don’t leave,” he pleaded, his voice barely audible. “i need you.”

you released a gentle sigh, a soft smile gracing your lips. aware that his intoxicated state might have influenced his words, you still couldn’t help the rapid beating of your hopeless heart.

“i won’t be gone for long, i promise.” you reassured him.

“pinky promise?” he questioned.

a laugh escaped you, causing jude to misconstrue it as mockery. he glared at you, extending his pinky finger and waiting for yours to join.

“alright, alright,” you composed yourself, intertwining your pinky finger with his.

after assuring jude that you would be back in five minutes, you entered the shop and swiftly purchased a pack of adhesive bandages.

unfortunately, the cashier happened to be a new employee and encountered some difficulties with the machine. as a result, when you returned to jude, he was sitting there with crossed arms.

“seven minutes and ten seconds,” he grumbled. “you took too long.”

supressing a laugh, aware that it would only annoy jude further, you sat down beside him on the bench, wearing an apologetic expression. “i’m sorry... but look what i got for you!”

jude’s pout vanished, replaced by sparkling eyes and a wide smile. “kinder bueno!” he exclaimed, swiftly snatching the chocolate from your hand.

taking advantage of his distraction, you carefully applied the bandage to his knee, despite the challenge of his constant twitching and movement.

“all done,” you proudly grinned, discarding the bandage wrappers into the nearby trash bin. “the bleeding has stopped, and i’m sure the cut will heal in a few days as it-”

your words trailed off as you noticed jude gazing at you with an unusual expression in his eyes. it was difficult to discern if it was shock, adoration, or infatuation that filled his gaze.

you looked at jude, puzzled, and asked, “are you okay?”

he took a moment to respond, and when he did, your eyes widened as your heart sank to the pit of your stomach:

“i love you.”

a disbelieving chuckle escaped your lips as you observed your intoxicated best friend. you knew better than to believe his words. after all, he was drunk.

moreover, you were his best friend – it was impossible.

“jude... it’s not funny. please don’t joke about something like that.” you murmured, your voice quiet and uncertain.

you stared at jude with furrowed brows as he vehemently denied, “i’m not joking, y/n. i love you, so much.”

the insistence and urgency in his voice sounded genuine, however, expressing his love while under the influence made it difficult to trust his words.

“jude.” you cautioned, hoping to dissuade him from continuing.

ignoring your warning, he persisted, “i am hopelessly, stupidly in love with you. you mean… everything to me, and i wish i had the courage to ask you out when we first met.”

you despised how easily you fell for his words, yearning for them to be true. countless nights, you prayed for jude to reciprocate your feelings, and now he was speaking what you had always longed to hear.

however, he was shit-faced drunk.

furthermore, whenever jude drank, he would become affectionate and cling to you, so you assumed his behavior was merely a result of alcohol coursing through his veins.

“alright, that's enough,” you announced, regaining your footing. “it’s getting late and you definitely need some rest.”

jude refused to accept your attempts to avoid his emotions. he acknowledged his drunken state, yet his feelings for you were ever present. he was simply too afraid to express them when sober.

he needed to convince you because he wouldn’t play games or deceive you about something like this.

“y/n,” jude pleaded, his desperate tone freezing you in place.

bridging the gap between you, he gently cupped your face with his warm hands, contrasting against your cold skin.

“i know i’m drunk and slur- slurring my words, but please believe me when i say i love you. i’ve loved you since the moment we met.”

you sighed, uncertainty still lingering within you.

“i want to hear you say that when you’re sober, jude,” you murmured softly, gazing deeply into his eyes with uncertainty.

jude could only groan in frustration, regretting every sip he had taken.

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