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footytea · 3 months

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kylian mbappé and his girls (escorts or whatever you wanna call them)

kylian is very good at keeping his affairs private, but that doesn't mean nothing is happening behind closed doors. here's a few girls kylian has invited to or hangs out with every now and then (however you wanna interpret "hanging out"):

lauren blake — from LA, has been spotted at psg games & travels to paris every now and then, follows kylian's best friend tchaga, she's been seen commenting under kylian's posts as well

daria leliuk — supposedly met kylian for the first time in 2021 in ibiza, had dinner with kylian in la môme (monte carlo) on july 27th (there's clips of kylian leaving/entering the restaurant & daria posted a pic of her at the restaurant the same day). other girls at the dinner were sophia, lola balayer & pollylingual

sophia — another girl kylian invited to dinner in monte carlo, sophia posted a story in buddha bar, an employee of the restaurant posted a photo with kylian the same night

emma duron, chiara palmas, sara hajhajate — also girls who accompanied kylian in monaco (monte carlo)

lara lourenco — met kylian at a charity event back in 2022, they were seated at the same table & left together later that night, she also followed him the same evening. she was also at his bday party last year (2023).

ines — the girl kylian was seen picking up on a yacht either last year or 2022 i can't remember. people confused her with a trans model, who happened to have the same name & similar features. she was also at kylian's recent bday party. they seem to be friends w benefits.

stella maxwell — another one of his friends w benefits, met in 2022 and has been seen at the same parties as kylian, at one party she was seen dancing very close to him. was also at his birthday party in december.

rose bertram — they both follow each other and have been seen at the same parties, she's also in paris quite often. there was this whole story about rose trying to baby trap kylian, she denied it, but i think kylian distanced himself a little after that story.

mélissa — a girl who accompanied kylian in marrakech, morocco this january. kylian took pics with fans at moroccan restaurant les jardins du lotus and melissa also posted a story of the same restaurant the same night.

georgia may heath — i don't know when exactly she met kylian, but she seemed to lowkey like the attention she was getting a lot. she dropped hints about her "thing" with kylian on her tiktok, and even added a pic to her 2021 year recap video, showing the sneakers & pants kylian wore in mykonos, 2021 (he posted a pic of the fit on ig). she's in paris a lot and seems to be accompanying him on a lot of vacation trips. she also happened to be in marrakech this january around the same time as kylian.

that's it for now, there's a few more girls he was seen with, but i don't know their names or instagram accounts, so i haven't added them here. these are just the girls he has been seen with repeatedly!

i would add pics, but i haven't had the time to gather everything, but if you guys really want it, i can add it, just let me know 🤍

#kylian mbappe #football #ligue 1 #france #footy #football gossip #football tea #wags

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swayziiwriter · 10 months

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Gold | Neymar jr

summary: when Brazil takes home gold in the olympics a reunion between you and Neymar leads to a very sleepless night.

WARNING: 18+, sexual content

As you lay naked under the sheets, the gentle breeze that entered the room gave you goosebumps. You came into contact with another body that was warm and soft as you turned over. Neymar's inked chest was noticeable even in the corner of the evening.

You got up with a sheet wrapped freely around the front of your body swaggering towards the gallery entryway that was left somewhat open. It was refreshing to breathe in the clean air as it slowly entered your body, clearing your mind of the negative thoughts that had clouded it. You guaranteed yourself that late night rendezvous with Neymar were finished, still, you wound up right once more into his bed. You weren't going to be seeing Neymar, and you weren't planning for this to happen.

Brazil had won gold in the Olympics at home, which called for festivities that would extend across the whole country. You had decided to celebrate with friends who were clearly Neymar's friends as well.

Your relationship with Neymar was confounded. Up until a month ago, when you spent time making love to him while he was seeing someone else, he was your closest friend.

After everything was said and done, you promised yourself that no matter how badly you wanted Neymar to be yours, he wasn't. You felt so ashamed. If you wanted to face yourself every day, you had to accept this reality. You had stayed away from him until your affections for him were for quite some time neglected, yet you just couldn't let them go. Neymar had quit seeing the past lady which he had been faithless as well. You couldn't stop yourself from falling in love with Neymar once more, which led you to tonight.

You turned around and looked back, avoiding Neymar as he slept. His tattooed chest stood out in the pitch-black darkness beneath the blanket's partial covering. As you turned to look back out the balcony doors, you celebrated by studying the city. You were too preoccupied with your own thoughts to notice that Neymar was moving behind you when you awoke to find your body gone from beside him. He tiredly got out of bed, making sure not to trip on the clothes and pillows that had been discarded of.

Neymar wrapped his arms around your figure and tied himself in the sheet you had used to protect yourself, causing your body to gently shake. He kissed you open mouthed as he ran his arms down your body, sucking on the skin as you let soft moans escape from your chapped lips. You inclined your head back, your body shaking to the delight as you felt his presently hard cock spring toward your butt.

Neymar removed the blanket from your body and brought you into his arms as he turned your body toward him. Neymar had two hands on your butt as your put your hands in his hair, pulling on the locks as he left hot kisses too your lips. Getting your legs around his midsection Neymar actually held you up, strolling towards the wall as he pushed you facing it.

You investigated his eyes, crying as his delicate lips left yours, before you could scrutinize his thought process Neymar pushed up into you, slow and profound. Unable to comprehend anything Neymar was saying to you as he continued to pound into you, your body melted into his, and you moaned incoherently.

"You're so close bébé" Neymar moaned, matching up his pushes with your groans expanding at your pleasure. "So good, so fucking good" you groaned raking your nails down his strong back certain to leave marks for a really long time as you let yourself become helpless against Neymar. Giving him everything.

A symphony of moans and skin slapping was heard all over the room a song only meant for you two to hear in your most joyful moments. You were on the verge of being undone, and tonight, you were about to come for the third time. Second one was on his cock.

Neymar continued to slip inside of you as he rubbed circles with his two fingers on your clit. You moaned, "Ney, oh Ney right there," as he fucked up into your g-spot and repeatedly hit your core with each movement of his hips. Your peak wasn't far, scratching the edge of your brain as the recognizable warm inclination showed up in the profundities of your stomach.

Neymar issued a warning, "I know you want to let go meu amor." As you rolled your eyes to the back of your head, he whispered, "So let go all over my cock," into your ear. You let go all around his cock, spouting your juices onto his as he screwed you through your high. Your body shook to the joy, shivering as

Neymar exhausted his heap into you not long after. Your body became numb from the overstimulation as Neymar continued to raise it.

Neymar said with a low voice, "Idso foi perfecto," as he watched as your still-buried body curved into his with each light movement. Feeling the blend of both your sticky juices spilling from your sore pussy. Yet, absolutely no part of that made a difference, you had Neymar after all the torment and implicit sentiments you at long last had the man you were so profoundly captivated by. All encircling you.

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kylianspsg · 4 months

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kylian today stopping to take pictures and share autographs with fans 🩷

#he’s so cute #I love him so much😭😭😭#kylian mbappe #kylian mbappé #mbappe #mbappe icons #mbappe psg #mbappé #paris saint germain #psg #football #ethan mbappe #ligue 1 #mbappe fanfic

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footicons · 7 months

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kylian mbappe icons

#kylian mbappe #mbappe #psg #france #icons kylian mbappe #icons mbappe #icons france #icons ligue 1 #icons psg #icons football #icons mbappe france #icons mbappe psg #icons paris saint german

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mycsxl · 2 years

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#leo messi #neymajr #football #neymessi #psg #ligue 1 #neymar jr #psg news #messi psg #sports #paris saint germain #neymar

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7kylian · 1 year

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#kylian mbappe #neymar #neybappe #psg #ligue 1 #football #kyks face🥰

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ballsbalb · 26 days

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genuinely how do people be city fans? like how do they morally rationalize it? same with PSG, i just cannot wrap my head around it. your owners are genuine monsters, there’s no history, no fan culture, no genuine respect from rivals in any way, shape or form.

#football #liverpool fc #premier league #ligue 1

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leonsliga · 27 days

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How to get football autographs: a crash course

Fair warning: this will be a long post.

We’ve all heard it by now: the best way to get footballer autographs is to attend open trainings or wait outside their hotels and stadiums on match days. But what if you live far away or can’t afford to fly to training or games? Not to worry! Whether you’re a collector, a fan, or a little bit of both like me, quite a few clubs are still willing to send out autograph cards, as long as you send them a stamped addressed envelope.

You’ll find helpful how-to videos on how to do just that, along with links to some country stamp websites, below. These videos actually inspired this post:

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Postal service links:

United Kingdom

https://shop.royalmail.com/postage-and-packaging/first-and-second-class-stamps - You can’t print UK stamps, but you can buy them off the Royal Mail website (see above link) or off Amazon in most cases

Germany

https://shop.deutschepost.de/shop/internetmarke/selectPostageIM.jsp?invalidAccess=true#porto-international (you’ll want to buy the printable compact letter—Kompaktbrief in German—stamps for 1,70€)

Spain

https://www.correos.es/es/en/companies/send/stamps - Unfortunately, I’m completely useless at navigating the Spanish postal service (AKA Correos), but here’s the link regardless. Maybe you’ll have better luck than me 😅

France

You can buy printable stamps using the link above

Postage Questions:

What materials will I need to send a request?

You’ll need a letter containing your autograph request, 2 envelopes (one bigger and one smaller), a stamp/stamps (depending on size and weight) from your country and the stamp/stamps of the destination country.

I’ve bought my stamps. What size envelopes should I get?

I recommend getting c4 envelopes, as they’ll be big enough to hold your autograph request letter. These will be the envelopes you’ll mail out. If you go with a c4 envelope, I’d recommend purchasing c5 envelopes as your smaller envelope. These will be the envelopes the clubs return to you with the autograph cards inside, and you’ll slide them into your c4 envelope when you’re ready to mail them.

Be sure to include the club’s mailing address and your country’s stamp on the large envelope and your address + their country’s stamp on the smaller one

Where can I find a club’s mailing address?

You can usually find a club’s mailing address, along with their attitude towards fanmail, on the “contact us” tab on their webpage. If you can’t find it there, search the name of the club on fanmail.biz; they have the mailing address of just about every football club you can imagine.

What should I put in my autograph request letter?

The main thing here is to include which footballers’ autographs you want (if you don’t have a preference, you don’t have to do this; you can always say you’d be happy to add whatever player cards they’re willing to send to your collection, or something like that lol). Apart from that, what you include is entirely up to you! I wouldn’t recommend sending a super long letter, but if you want to add a personal touch, you can always mention one of your favorite memories of that club and their achievements. It doesn’t hurt to throw in a thank you at the end either :) one last note: you can address your letter to the club or the player whose autograph you’re requesting; it’s entirely up to you!

Do I have to send a stamped addressed envelope to every club?

Not necessarily. If you want to save money on stamps and envelopes, try emailing the clubs first. If you’re lucky, they’ll send the autograph cards directly to you and pay for the postage :)

Now onto the most important question: does it work? The answer is that it depends on the club you’re sending the request to and sometimes even the league they play in. I’ll break it down by league below, detailing either my own experiences writing to the club (if I’ve written to the club and heard back, I’ll state it outright) or that of YouTubers who have reached out to them. If you don’t see your club here, assume they either don’t reply to fanmail, or I haven’t heard of any success stories yet.

Premier League

Some Prem clubs still send out autographs, but not all. Here’s the ones that do:

Manchester United - pre-covid I’m pretty sure they sent out only hand-signed autographs upon request. Unfortunately, they seem to have cut back a bit on this in recent years; nowadays they tend to send a mix of hand-signed and pre-printed, facsimile signatures (this was the case for me when I wrote to them a few months ago and a few YouTubers that wrote to them as well). Still, pretty amazing given the size of the club that they’re willing to do this. As a United fan, I can’t help but feel a little proud :)

Liverpool - they definitely take the “you’ll never walk alone” motto literally, because they also still answer autograph requests with squad photos and signatures, at least as of 2021. To add a personal touch, they usually include a certificate with your name on it. Even though they’re United’s biggest rivals, I can’t help but respect them for this.

Arsenal - another big club that’s not too big for their fans; to my knowledge, they still send out hand-signed autographs. In doing research for this post, I even stumbled upon a video of someone who got an Arsenal match program, 2 squad photos, and autographs on the back of one of them. Talk about a big haul!

Tottenham - usually send pre-signed, photocopied autograph cards

Chelsea - sent out pre-signed, facsimile autograph prints as of 2021

Manchester City - sends out facsimile signatures only, according to several YouTubers (I’ve never contacted the club personally, so I’m not sure if this is still the case). If you do reach out to them, let me know what you hear back!

Crystal Palace - hit-or-miss. They tend to reply with pre-signed squad photos. They usually include a “south london and proud” bracelet from what I understand though, which is a fun perk!

West Ham - you might hear back from them, you might not (I didn’t when I tried a few months ago, but I know several other people did). If they do reply, you’ll likely receive hand-signed photos.

Aston Villa - sent out mostly pre-signed cards as of 2021

Everton - sent out predominantly hand-signed cards as of 2020

Leicester - send out a mix of photocopied and hand-signed cards, as of 2020 - they generally include player cards from the entire squad

Bournemouth - sent out pre-printed cards as of 2021

Newcastle - still sent out hand-signed photographs as of 2020

Bundesliga

If you want hand-signed autographs, look no further than the Bundesliga. In my experience, they send out the most hand-signed cards of any football league, and it’s not even close. In fact, you’d be hard pressed to find a club that doesn’t send out hand-signed cards. I’m assuming it’s the same story for the 2. Bundesliga (I know Schalke sends out hand-signed cards at the very least).

Bayern Munich - generally, they prefer you purchase cards on their website. Unfortunately, you have to be a member to buy signed cards on there; otherwise, you have to settle for pre-signed prints. That said, I’m pretty sure that if you purchase the player cards on the website and send a few back to the club to be signed, they will return them with official autographs. I sent in a request for Manuel Neuer’s autograph earlier this year and enclosed his player card, and they sent it back hand-signed. I included my membership number in my request just in case, but I know they’ve sent hand-signed autographs to non-members in the past (i.e. the YouTuber mentioned towards the beginning of this post). If you do reach out to Bayern, let me know how it goes. My fingers are crossed for you regardless 🤞

Borussia Dortmund - probably the most reliable of the Bundesliga clubs when it comes to autograph requests. They now limit you to 4 footballers per request, so you’ll have to be selective. That said, they usually reply quickly and send out hand-signed autographs every time. I have yet to hear of anyone who hasn’t received something back when they sent an autograph request to BVB.

Bayer Leverkusen - when I requested autographs from them, they sent me some back. I requested 3 players’ autographs, along with Xabi Alonso’s, and received all 4 cards back hand-signed. Quite a few YouTubers have had success hearing from them as well. Even though they’re having a fantastic season, they clearly haven’t neglected their fanmail, which is cool to see :)

Eintracht Frankfurt - sends out hand-signed autograph cards, even as of this season (they sent hand-signed cards when I reached out to them two months ago). If they’re your club, you’re in luck.

VfB Stuttgart - hand-signed cards

RB Leipzig - hand-signed cards

FC Union Berlin - hand-signed cards (I haven’t heard back from them yet, but it’s only been a week and a half at this point)

SC Freiburg - hand-signed cards

Borussia Mönchengladbach - hand-signed cards (I just heard back from them a week ago, and I think I got a mix of hand-signed cards and pre-signed prints)

FC Augsburg - hand-signed cards

SV Werder Bremen - hand-signed cards

VfL Wolfsburg - hand-signed cards

VfL Bochum - hand-signed cards, sometimes of the entire team (I received 4 cards in response to my request)

TSG Hoffenheim - hand-signed cards, often of the entire team

FC Köln - hand-signed cards

FSV Mainz - hand-signed cards, often of majority of the squad

La Liga

If you’re a fan of a Spanish club, you might be a lot less lucky, sadly. Only one club still sends out hand-signed autographs to my knowledge, and only one other club sends anything back in response to fanmail.

Real Madrid - occasionally sends out posters with pre-printed, facsimile signatures.

Sevilla - this is the club to ask for hand-signed autographs. That said, you probably won’t get more than one or two. I’d recommend being specific about which player(s)’ autographs you want in order to avoid being disappointed.

Ligue 1

Maybe the French league is more your speed. It’s a mixed bag here; while few answer fanmail, the ones that do are more often than not the most generous of any football clubs on this list.

PSG - the Parisians do still respond to autograph requests, but pretty much exclusively send out facsimile signatures.

Olympique de Marseille - have sent out pre-signed cards of their entire team in the past, along with a poster

FC Metz - sent out a mix of hand-signed autographs and pre-signed prints as of 2021

LOSC Lille - sent out autograph cards as of 2021

OGC Nice - sent out autograph cards as of 2021

RC Strasbourg - sends out autographed postcards, and if you’re lucky, they might include a squad photo and some stickers along with it :)

AS Saint-Étienne - send out hand-signed cards, although I’ve also seen them send squad photos addressed to the recipient, along with 2 issues of their club’s magazine

Eredivisie

PSV Eindhoven - sometimes send out autograph cards with facsimile signatures (pre-prints)

Swiss Super League

FC Basel - sent out hand-signed cards as of 2021

BSC Young Boys - sent out hand-signed cards as of 2021

Austrian Football Bundesliga

SK Rapid Wien - sent out hand-signed cards as of 2021

LASK - hand-signed cards (as of 2021)

Scottish Premiership

Glasgow Rangers - occasionally sends pre-signed prints (at least, as of 2021)

Ekstraklasa

All clubs listed below have sent out hand-signed autograph cards in the past:

Śląsk Wrocław

Legia Warszawa

Lech Poznań

A-League

Western Sydney Wanderers - signed squad photo

MLS

Whether you’ve got a particular club in mind or you’re just a fan of one of the big stars (i.e. Messi), you’re probably in for disappointment. Autograph collecting isn’t super big in the U.S., and MLS treats autograph requests accordingly.

Seattle Sounders - one of the only two clubs in MLS that actually sends a response to autograph requests - one lucky collector was even able to get a hat signed by the entire squad! (see here)

NYCFC - sends out hand-signed autograph cards occasionally, usually only one or two

*side note: unfortunately, it seems like most people have only reached out to European clubs, (with the exception of the A-League and MLS), so I can’t speak to whether clubs on other continents fulfill autograph requests. If you reach out to any clubs in leagues not mentioned here, let me know and I’ll update the list :)

Lingering questions:

How long does it take to hear back from clubs?

In my experience as someone living in the UK, I’ve heard back from every club I reached out to within 2-3 weeks (closer to the 2 week mark in most cases). It depends on how far away you live from the club though. I heard back from Manchester United within a week of mailing my request, but they were the exception, not the rule.

Tldr: expect to hear back within a month (maybe a month and a half in extreme cases)

Do clubs answer autograph requests during the off-season?

In my experience, no. I tried this a few years back with no success.

Can I send a shirt to be signed by a player?

I wouldn’t recommend it, as you may not get it back. If you do, the club will probably just return it to you unsigned. You’re better off just requesting an autograph card imo.

Do national teams send autograph cards?

Some do! Last I’ve heard, the German national team still answers requests with authentic signatures and the Croatian national team has sent out signed cards previously as well. The Czech Republic sends out unsigned squad cards. Last but not least, the Dutch national team has sent out fan posters in the past.

Apart from David MC’s autograph series, here’s some of the other videos that helped form this list:

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#Youtube #if you do reach out to any clubs (on this list or off it) let me know how it goes :)#I plan on updating this list based on what people hear #I wish you the best of luck and would love to hear your success stories 😁#football #premier league #bundesliga #la liga #ligue 1 #eredivisie #swiss super league #austrian bundesliga #scottish premiership #ekstraklasa #a league #mls

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freshfraise · 1 year

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ALL OR NOTHING - TWO

pairing: kylian mbappe x reader

summary: Childhood sweethearts. After a tearful, transformative departure at just 19, four years pass by. And now, at 23, you are being forced to awkwardly reunite with your ex-boyfriend to fulfill your dreaded journalistic duties.

authors note: heyyyy… heyy.. how y'all doin.. 😭😭 guys i can’t even explain how sorry i am!!! exams have killed me…. two more weeks and i’ll be done!!!!!! anyways enjoy and im publishing chap three tonight lol.. love love you guys and forgive me s'il te plait

previous chapter here

2022 | LONDON, SOHO

You were startled by the view of a disturbingly familiar bedroom. Your tight curls laid pressed against a luxurious satin pillowcase, and an oversized shirt stuck against your perspiring skin. Before you could even wholly register the circumstance you were in, a tall figure bursts into the room. Intrigue floods your mind.

“Kylian?” You questioned, as he walked in topless, with a flimsy white towel draped around his V-line. You sat up against the headboard, beginning to process where you were. For a reason you couldn’t quite comprehend, you were back in Kylian’s studio. Despite your confusion, your heart felt at ease, unphased by the absurdities of your surroundings.

Kylian didn’t respond, as he approached you nonchalantly.

He sat upon the fresh white sheets, eyes drooping to your plump lips. His ample lips parted slightly, moist as morning dew. His slender hands cupped the side of your jaw, caressing your tender skin. Every breath he took delicately brushed against your long eyelashes. Your eyes widened, perplexed - but not opposed - at what was truly about to occur. His lips grazed yours, hovering and provoking your eagerness. You leaned forward instinctively, inching closer before he dipped back, connecting your foreheads instead of your mouth. Open mouth breaths tickled your spine, as his head dropped to your shoulder. Your back arched as he peppered ginger kisses upon your collar bone. You picked up his head, and stared into him. Kylian stared back vehemently, triggering your erratic breathing. His eyes introspectively scanned the entirety of your face. He dipped his clenched jaw, pressing his lips against yours. Hot breaths and trapped moans escaped your lips as Kylian nibbled and suspired into you. Blissfully, your eyebrows knitted together and your cheeks burned at the sensation. His hands roamed across your face, attempting to keep you as close as possible. Veined hands were placed into the curve of your neck, whilst your arms were draped around his shoulders, leaving you to intertwine your fingers behind him.

He broke apart from your swollen lips, and breathily uttered one word.

“Y/N.”

The blaring of an rambunctious ringtone sounds through your ears.

Your eyes shoot open, facing your ceiling. Your chest heaves, falling up and down intensely. You place your hand on your tight chest, hoping to transfer some frigidity to cool you down.

What the fuck just happened? Why the fuck am I- You think to yourself. Glimpses of your audacious dream overwhelm your thoughts for the next five minutes, leaving you to reflect in solitude. You were more disturbed than anything, trying to decipher any cause or trigger.

Before your body allows you to fully process your dream, your phone pings, alerting you of a new message.

Boss:

Morning Y/N. Your train is in three hours so I hope you’re up and ready. Please prepare to be in Paris for a couple weeks, as I’ve managed to get a great deal. For the next couple weeks you will be interviewing PSG players on the relationship between the club and their supporters, the bonds between players, and seeing how this influences gameplay. You will also be communicating with PSG’s coach, watching training sessions and suggesting team bonding exercises etc. Your hotel details and stadium passes will be emailed to you. Don’t be late and remember my requests. Enjoy. But not too much.

Your legs hang out from the side of your bed and you exasperate deeply. You get up swiftly, wary of the time you have left, and throw any promising outfits into your suitcase, toiletries and some other travel and work essentials. You plop back onto your bed once you're finished, landing with a slight bounce. Chills tickle your spine, reminding you of your lascivious dream. You decide to push this into the very back of your mind, because you already couldn’t imagine how you'll function when you see him and you’re sure those lewd thoughts won’t help in the slightest. You quickly make your way to the bathroom, and face your mirror. You take in your appearance and wince at your visible fatigue. You had some work to do.

You went for a business casual look, as although you had an interview to perform, you also had a lengthy three hour train ride. You adorned a fitted black turtleneck dress that reached your knees. You were wearing two gold necklaces layered upon each other, one being a chain and the other being a necklace he gave to you. It used to have his initials but, since you liked the necklace so much and didn’t want to embarrass yourself, you unclipped the charm and wore it bare. You knew you should’ve gotten rid of it the minute you parted ways, but for a reason you can’t come to terms with, you couldn't. Your hair is parted in the middle of your symmetrical face, your bouncy coils reaching your shoulders. Blush and brown lip liner was flawlessly applied upon your face. You knew you looked good.

You leave your apartment after triple locking and glide your suitcase across the train station floor. A flaky croissant is clutched in one of your hands, and you’re sure that illustrious crescent shape was entirely deformed. You speed walk, determined to make it on time, driven by the rhythmic pattern of your heeled boots against the floor.

After three coffees and a dozen different announcements, you’re sitting in your train seat, one step closer to arriving in Paris. You nibbled on the inside of your cheek, as anxiety began to creep up on all of your senses yet again. You battle the urge to puke by gurgling a complimentary bottle of water, helping your breathing regulate. You dab any signs of perspiration on your face with a napkin, and blink away any fuzziness. ‘I’m going to be fine.’ was the mantra that you repeated to yourself again, and again.

“Not much could’ve changed in four years, right?” You whisper quietly under your breath, so much so that you’re not even sure if it wasn’t just a thought.

At this point, you were feeding yourself lies to make yourself feel better, but it wasn’t even working. You knew everything changed. He was engaged to another woman, and the thought of him getting down on one knee made you feel sick - not with envy, but betrayal. You couldn’t help but feel this unjustified feeling of betrayal. No matter how hard you tried to wash it down, it left a weird aftertaste in your mouth, like an expired piece of poultry. It was insane to you how there was a point in your life with Kylian where you would tell each other everything. Even during your awkward teen years, where everyone your age suddenly became hyper aware of every interaction with the opposite gender, you and Kylian remained closer than ever, revealing the deepest secrets a 15 year old Y/N and Kylian could possibly attain. You knew you broke up with him, and you both agreed to cut communication for the unforeseeable future, but after all, you didn’t expect him to get down on one knee, at least not yet. But that wasn’t your concern anymore, you knew what you would do. You were here to do your job, and ignore him as much as humanly possible, then you would return back to the UK, write up your article and reap the rewards. You release a sigh of contentment at the thought, and loosen up as the train moves.

Your train comes to an abrupt halt, quickly you make your way off the train and get into the taxi that has been waiting. Barely anytime to waste, you’re sitting down in the back of the black cab. You make small conversations with the taxi driver in french, grateful to have the chance to speak your mother tongue again. You leave your bags in the car, as you were informed it would be the same taxi to pick you up. Once the friendly conversation begins to fall flat, you check your email once again and rehearse the questions that were prepared on the train. Before you know it you’re outside the Parc des Princes. Easily getting in with the exclusive stadium passes, you walk with intention embedded into your every step. You knew the Parc des Princes was big, but you forgot just how colossal the stadium truly was.

You step onto the freshly cut moss green, and make your way down the sidelines of the pitch. You scan the area quickly, and no players are anywhere to be seen. You sigh outwardly in relief, knowing this means Kylian is also nowhere to be seen. You sit down in the area designated for journalists. You looked around, only seeing a couple old men and bulky cameras in your vision. You heave, as the chance to make friends was eliminated from your thoughts. ‘This was going to be a very lonely trip’ you thought to yourself.

“Olá!” A jovial man calls out, interrupting your train of thought. He limps towards you with a visible knee brace. Taking a quick glance at his tattoos and curly brown hair, you immediately put two and two together and realised it’s Neymar calling out to you. You instinctively grin, the smile alone giving its own reply.

“You’re with me?” Neymar asks, with a slight tilt of his head. This leaves you confused for a moment, before realising he's talking about the interview. You realise you must’ve quickly glanced over this part in the email, and you quickly whip out your phone to double check the very first name you see. You adjusted your name tag, and stood up.

“Yes, I am,” You confirm with a simper plastered on your face. He puts his hand out and you shake it cordially. He nods, smiling genially. “Where should we go?”

“I don’t mind. There?” He suggests, pointing to the empty side of the stadium where the seats were painted red and blue. You smile, nodding, as you both make your way towards the seats. You both almost trip at the tight spaces between the seats, Neymar held back by his injury, and you, because of your natural clumsiness. Thankfully, you were both there to graciously keep each other upright. You both laugh at your miserable efforts like two old friends, before finally reaching the empty area.

You briefly explain your article’s topic, and try to make the atmosphere as comfortable as possible. After a successful round of questioning, you wave Neymar goodbye and scribble down some notes linking to your article, trying to make things easy for your future self. You check your phone, properly viewing the list so you could prepare yourself appropriately for whoever is next. You were aware that you would interview at least two players a day, due to the busy nature of PSG, so you hoped you could continue the pleasantries until the end of the day. You open your phone, and carefully read through the email you once skimmed through. You glance at the names one more time, ensuring you read correctly.

NEYMAR JR - 45 MINUTES

KYLIAN MBAPPE - 45 MINUTES

You sigh deeply, cursing to yourself in both a mix of English and french. You knew it was coming but you hoped it wouldn't be this soon. You thought you could at least prepare yourself for arguably the most awkward reunion of your life, but it was too late. You shake your worries out of your mind and begin to make your way to the bathroom.

You’re confused. You wander down a hallway squinting at miniscule signs in the corner of the blue ceilings, trying to look for any sort of direction to the toilets. You probably look insane, rushing through hallways with a distinctively clueless expression plastered on your face, but you needed to go. Your nerves translated into a burning urge to pee, an urge that you couldn’t hold in for another hour or so. You see a stick figure plastered on a door, and burst into it, in the hopes that it meant a bathroom. You couldn’t believe how puzzling the journey to the bathroom was.

“Qui est la jolie journaliste dans le vestiaire?” (Who is this pretty journalist in the changing room?)

You hear a dozen brazen remarks before you can even process your surroundings. You look up to about fifteen different pairs of eyes staring you down like a piece of meat. Fuck, you think to yourself. You freeze, your body not even allowing you to process the wave of embarrassment just yet. Your mouth opens and closes, struggling to formulate a sentence as your hands get sweaty, making you wipe them on the material of your dress; the one you became extremely self aware in, as you felt post-game, sweaty, triumphant and not to forget, half-naked men, look at you with mixed faces of irritation and surprise.

You finally switch on, making your way out swiftly and stating “Je suis vraiment désolé.” as many times as humanly possible, in the most flurried french accent imaginable. You just couldn’t believe that this was your life for the next couple weeks, and this is the way that you would start it. You blow out long breaths of air and shake your head in disbelief as you reach the toilets, directly opposite of the changing rooms. As you place your hand on the frigid steel doorknob, the hairs on your arm stand up for no apparent reason.

“Y/N?”

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