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moneymasnn · 2 years
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The holiday fling| Mason Mount Part 1/2
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Notes: To start this off THERE WILL BE A PART TWO!! lol it will be posted on Saturday, so only two days! This has been sat in the drafts for so long until I though it was good enough to post lmao. I hope you all enjoy the fic, I haven't written in literal months, but I'm really happy to be back on mason Tumblr again!!! Ive missed u all, thank you for all the kind messages I love every single one of you! And also I wanna say another thank you for 1k!!! When I saw it I was so shocked I honestly cried lol... but anyways enjoy the fic my lovelies🤍 gif credits too @goalkepa
Blurb: One where y/n meets a stranger outside of a bar and they both decide to be someone else for the night, until this backfires on them.
Warnings: Just mild swearing!
The request
Fancy holidays weren't your thing. You didn't really fit in with what people call the ‘riches’. The constant cameras, lack of privacy. It was honestly the last thing you ever wanted to experience. But with your brother in constant limelight, you almost were forced into that way of life.
You had just finished your degree in journalism in London, and right now was a better time than ever to have a well deserved break. 
Your brother had willingly been on the other end of all of the phone calls you had made. Crying in your university's toilets, telling him you were homesick and couldn't deal with the stress. 
You loved your brother, and you knew he only ever wanted the best for you. But what you needed was words of encouragement, not “drop out and come say with me.”
Now, to anyone, yes I get it. That does sound like the life, am I right?
Traveling around with your brother, he's a F1 racer, so the traveling would be set to a maximum, amazing views, beautiful cities, everything paid for. Yeah it was very appealing, but you weren't going to settle for that. You wanted to do it on your own.
So let's say hypothetically you did go travel the world with your brother, you wouldn't have anything for yourself other than following his career and you don't think you could deal with another phone call from your parents asking you what you were going to do with your life.
But now that you have finished university, you have some jobs on hold. But for the time being you decided to join your brother on his lads holiday to mykonos, fun. 
That's also how you ended up in the situation you were currently enduring. You and Lando had left the villa a while ago to go have some well needed drinks, and to celebrate the fact you actually managed to graduate.
But long story short, like everyone else in your life, Lando had brought up the dreaded question, “what are you doing with your life now you have finished uni?”
A question you couldn't exactly answer...yet.
“All i'm saying is-” 
“I get what you're saying, lando, but I want to do something for myself.” You couldn't help but let out a sigh of desperation, fiddling with the black straw in your drink.
“I could get you a job with mclaren? You could be an interviewer or something, and on the plus side you'll be with me for a year, traveling the world.” He smirks at you, bumping your shoulder.
He would love that, for him to be the hero. He's had everything handed to him on a silver plate, and you hated that. For once in your life you just wanted to be your own person.
“Oh because mum and dad would love that.” You mumble rolling your eyes.
“I'm sure they would, finally being able to see their child with a stable job, and maybe a stable life.” He snaps back at you.
You let out a breathy laugh. You might not be stable, but who is after they've just finished uni?
“You're being unreasonable? I don't want to live in your shadow, lando.”
“And you're being ungrateful.”
His words hit hard. You hated passing up his incredible opportunity, but you just wished he understood why you were doing it.
“I'm not being ungrateful, but you making one or two phone calls to get me this job defeats the point of what I'm trying to tell you. I want to get a good job because I'm talented and smart, not because Lando Norris is my brother.”
You watch as Lando rolls his eyes at you before he waved over the bartender to probably order another drink in hopes it kills the tension.
A silence loomed as you sat back in your chair, playing with the rings on your fingers.
The thing is, he doesn't get it. You love that he wants to help, but he needs to let you figure things out on your own.
You watch as some of landos friends start to approach him from the entrance,all dressed in fancy over-priced shirts, crisp white shoes and embarrassingly sunglasses on in the club. 
You eye up the men that only acknowledge your brother, ignoring your presence completely, and you suddenly think that going for a walk and getting drunk by the beach sounds like a good idea.
Lando wasn't paying any attention to you as his back was now turned, greeting the young boys that had just walked over.
You grab your drink, smiling at the bartender before swiftly getting out your chair and walking out of the bar, leaving Lando with his friends. He was too distracted to notice you had gone anyway.
You really should keep your head up when you're walking, fiddling with the black straw in your drink, it becomes a slight distraction as you go to make it to the exit door. Although, for you it wasn't only the cold mykonos air that hit your body.
Your body collided with another that was also trying to make it out of the door, you smiled up at the young boy, he looked about in his twenties, gorgeous brown eyes, eyes that complemented his dark brown hair and his short, stubbley, beard.
“Sorry, you go.” he said. 
“No, it's fine you go.” You ushered him with a quick smile.
“No honestly, you can go first.”
Your eyes narrow at the man, he swiftly smirks, scratching the back of his neck as you take up his offer and walk through the door first, smiling as you soak up the warm fresh air from outside.
“Sorry, about that.” he catches up to you, deciding to stand next to you. 
It took you a moment to catch what he was on about but then you realized that your drink had split when he bumped into you, luckily missing your outfit, but your toes looked kinda sticky.
“Wait here?”
“What?” You look up at the odd stranger in disbelief, before he takes the now empty drink from your hand, pointing to the concrete slab that was made to look like a bench by the door.
“Just sit and wait, please.” Honestly, your day had been awful, and I don't think Satan could say no to his eyes.
He goes to push the door to the club before he turns around again, “Vodka lemonade?” You silently nodded before he wisped around the door.
You stood for a second before deciding to actually sit and wait.
The back of your legs hit the cold concrete slab as you sat, crossing your legs staring at the palm tree that calmly swayed above you.
You didn't have a moment to contemplate what the hell just happened with the stranger when your phone dings in your pocket.
Lando
Where did you go? Sent 22:15
Y/n???????? Sent 22:16
Did you go back to the villa? Sent 22:17
I'm sorry if i've upset you i was just trying to help Sent 22:17
Y/n
I'm fine, don't worry. Gone back to the villa i wasn't feeling too good talk 2 u tomo. Sent 22:20
Lando 
Get back safe x sent 22:20
You couldn't help but roll your eyes, but you knew you needed to get out of here in case Lando notices you haven't actually gone back to the villa, but your trail of thought crashed when an almost familiar body was lingering over you.
It was the guy from earlier.
But this time he was holding a black round tray with a set of drinks on it, a wide grin plastered on his face as he placed the tray down next to you with what looked like two vodka lemonades, and two shots of tequila.
“Drink?” He asks you with a smile. “The least I can do after I practically spilled yours.”
“How do I know you won't spike me?” You squint at him, he didn't seem like the type to be honest, but what do you know, he's a stranger.
He furrows his brows before placing a hand on his heart, before smirking and picking up one of the drinks, he sips from the straw, before taking a dramatic gulp. He lets out a breathy laugh before passing the glass to you.
You tried not to giggle at the stranger's antics, but the couple drinks you had with Lando earlier were already doing you dirty as you quietly slipped the drink the stranger had bought you.
“Also the ice is floating.” He added, taking a sip of his own vodka lemonade.
“What?” 
You turned to face him, his cheeks tint a pink shade before he pointed to your glass, “When a drinks been spiked the ice usually sinks.”
You stare at your floating ice for a moment, if he is a serial killer he's pretty damn good at luring in his victims, because it's been roughly six minutes and this boy has you captivated.
“So what's your name?” he smiles, passing you a shot.
The smell of strong tequila invades your nose as you watch him lift up his shot to cling it with yours.
He can sense your closed off demeanor as he sighs, but his smile never fades, “Fine, okay then, maya.” He winks at you with his shot in the air as you copy his actions in swallowing the tequila, the sensation burning your throat.
You winced slightly at the taste, before slamming the shot back down on the tray.
“Maya?” You question him, wiping the dribble from your bottom lip.
“Maya… Everdeen? Yep, you definitely look like Maya Everdeen.” He nodded to himself as he placed his shot glass back on the tray.
“Been watching the hunger games have you?” You smirked at him, picking your drink back up to fiddle with the straw.
He smiled before his cheeks turned pink again, he was kinda cute when he blushed.
“Hmh, if we're being serious, you definitely look like a charles.” You added, gazing over his long brown hair and his gorgeously glossy brown eyes. Your gaze linkers around his neck for a little while, noticing the small chain loosely hanging down the tip of his chest.
“I don't think I grew up posh enough for my mum to call me charles.” He smiled down at you.
“Where did you grow up?” Your eyes were watching your floating ice, as he giggled at your question.
“Trying to get to know your victims?” 
“Simply making conversation.” The corners of your mouth slightly moved upwards.
“Portsmouth.” He replied, he did have a south east england kinda accent. “You?”
“Bristol.”
“You don't have a bristolian accent though?” He questioned.
“I did a lot of traveling growing up, I live in London now so it's not like I'm around the accent a lot, it really pops out when i'm with my parents though.” You smile up at him, but when your eyes meet he was already looking at you, the silent moment of eye contact was cut off when your phone screen lit up.
Lando
Did you get back to the villa alright? Sent 22:41
Shit.
“Hey Charles, fancy getting out of here?” You quickly stand up, brushing off the dirt from the back of your thighs.
“Go where? Somewhere quiet so you can murder me, i dont think so.” He smiles, you roll your eyes at his attitude before looking at the glistening reflection from the moon on the sea.
“Exactly that, the beach will do perfectly.” You smile already making way to cross the road.
This was very out of character for you. You don't do one night stands, not that this was a one night stand, or even anything close, but you knew it wasn't the safest of situations to have put yourself in. And the fact your brother would be pissed if he could see what you were doing right now. 
You pulled your heels off on the side of the road, watching ‘charles’ pull off his socks and shoes as you both took a stroll along the beach.
You spent the long walk talking about everything and nothing, it was nice, talking to a stranger. You and the boy never once spoke about your own life or its problems. You just spoke about the world and had an odd conversation about planes. He told you about his fear of heights while you compared it to your fear of spiders. You spoke about the future and how one day he hopes to have a family, you couldn't say the same, sure you would love to have a family, but you wouldn't do that with just anyone. After the conversations died down, ‘charles’ had suggested a game he liked to call ‘rapid questions’.
“Summer or winter?” he asked you.
“Autumn.” You quickly say.
“Good answer.” He smirked as he looked down at you.
“Okay I have one, are you a cat or dog person?” You asked him.
“What do you think?”
“You look like a dog person.” You bump his shoulder, smiling up at him, watching how his eyes lightley shone from the reflection of the sea..
“Correct. One place in the world you would love to visit?” He asks you.
“New york. You?”
“Vegas.” He sheepishly smiles.
“Best present you've ever received?” You asked him, he smiled as he thought about his answer.
“Hmh, my great nan she knits jumpers for all the grandkids every year at christmas.”
“That's your best gift you've ever gotten?” You question him, trying to suppress your smile from his answer.
“It's the same routine every year, but the best part is the smile on her face when she sees you wear it on christmas day.”
“That's cute.” You bump his shoulder as you continue to walk along the sandy beach.
“What about you?”
“The best gift I've ever received… probably flowers.”
“Flowers?” 
“Yeah, I love getting fresh flowers.” You shrug.
There was something about you that the boy couldn't help but be captivated by, he wanted to walk along this beach all night and ask you questions.
“Something you hate?” You said, interrupting his thoughts.
“Losing.”
“Competitive are we?” You smirked at him, your eyebrow furred as you watched him scoff slightly.
“Very.” He winked.
“Not a sore loser are you?”
He laughs, “I try not to be.”
“What about you? what's something you hate.”
“Expectations.” You shrugged, facing forward as you threw your head back slightly, feeling the sea breeze on your neck.
He looked at you confused, you took note of the expression so you decided to elaborate on your answer.
“There's nothing worse when you try your hardest and someone still expects more of you.”
“Yeah, that sucks.” he smiled down at you, but his smile widened as he thought of another question.
“Favorite swear word?”
“Bolacks.” You said with a confidant smile.
“Really?” He laughs,
“It can mean so many different things, good food, it was the bollocks, just kicked you in the nuts, sorry about your bollocks?” The stranger couldn't help but laugh at your answer.
“Mines definitely bastard.” He said.
“Bastard?” You repeated back to him.
“No, you've got to say it with sass, like bastard.” 
You both walked along the sand for a while longer, giggling as you both kept repeating the word bastard.
Your empty glass was still clutched in your hand as you both continued to slowly walk, you had no idea how far you had both walked, but judging by the complaining from Charles it was probably quite far. 
You turned around at the noise of Charles groaning, he fumbled down on one of the sunbeds laying across it as he looked up at you.
“I don't really drink a lot, so I'm basically a light weight. I just need to sit down for a moment.” 
You can't help but giggle at him as he sprawls out along the sandy sunbed.
You situate yourself at the bottom of the sun bed, your eyes focused on the view of the sea and moon rather than the clearly drunk man whose head was now placed on your leg.
“Maya?”
“Yes charlie.”
“I thought my name was charles?” He smirked, his eyes never leaving yours.
“It is, but charlies a cute nickname.” You had to take a second to look away, even with the alcohol his stare was intense to you.
He turned his head so he could look into your eyes better. But you broke eye contact again by pulling out your phone, you checked the time and it was currently one am. You knew you should probably get back to the villa soon, really risking it with Lando going home and not finding you all tucked up in your room.
“Tell me about maya.”
You smiled down at the boy, fiddling with your fingers for a moment, as you leant forward, gently leaning on his thigh.
“Well for starters, she loves books. Oh, she's a dog person. Her favorite color changes every week.” You pause for a second to think about what else you could say, but your mystery man was just soaking it all up.
“And she can't tell you what her job is or she will get assassinated, and so will you.”
The stranger fake gasps at your words.
“Tell me more.” He sits up, cross legged as he faces you.
“Hmh, she works for the FBI.” Your heart melted at the boyish smile plastered on ‘Charles' face.
“I've already said too much.” You say dramatically, hiding your face on his leg before you look up again.
“What about you, what does Charlie do?”
“Okay, but you've got to promise not to tell.” You silently nodded before taking his pinky finger in yours, he leans forward to whisper in your ear.
“I'm spiderman.” He smirks.
You pull away and gasp slightly, trying to keep it serious before you burst out in giggles. 
“Why are you laughing?” He frowns at you, but you can see the smile behind his eyes.
“Shoot a web.” You demande though your laughs.
“I cant.”
“But your spiderman?” You whine at him.
Charles huffs as he sits up more, “It's the suit, it doesn't come out of me, duh.” 
Your initial thoughts to this man was that he looked kinda sporty, like an athlete, a little bit cocky too, but the more time you spend with him the more you realize he's a literal nerd.
Your heart swelled as you wanted to spend more time with him, but you knew you had to get back to the villa soon.
“Thank you for trusting me with your secret Charles, but duty calls, i've just been made aware of a threat against the queen, i have to leave mykonos as soon as i can.”
You sit up but the boy gently grazes your legs.
“Wait, Maya.”
You stand up in the sand, looking down at the boy, especially his hand that was clutched around your knee.
“Meet me again tomorrow, please.” You thought about it for a moment, you leave in two days, and his company had made you smile more in the last few hours than you have in months.
“I can't make any promises, the jet leaves in an hour.”
“Well, the queen can wait, she's about to kick the bucket anyway. Tomorrow, should we say six?” You can't help but laugh at his comment.
“Where?” You ask him, watching how he lets out a sigh of relief at your answer.
“The caster hotel.”
“I'll see what i can do, spiderman.”
“But you were fine this morning?” Lando questions as he follows you through the hallway.
“That's because I didn't feel sick this morning, and now I do.” You huff.
“Why don't you want to come?” He leans in the doorway to the room you were staying at, he knew you weren't ill, but he would never suspect you sneaking out to meet a man whose name you still don't know.
“I just don't.” You sat on the bed, your arms folded as your dressing gown was tightly wrapped around you, hiding the dress you had on underneath.
“Are you depressed?” He cocked his head to the side, a questionable look on his face.
“Lando, for fuck sake, i have a headach, and your making it worse!”
“You left the bar early yesterday y/n, and you don't want to come again today? After everything you've put me through, sorry that I'm worried about you.” His words hurt, but not as much as the time on your phone that read 5:46.
“You don't need to worry about me.” You mumbled.
“But I do, I'm your older brother?”
You sigh before raising your head to look at your brother. 
“I'm fine, just please let me have the night to myself.”
“No.”
It was times like this where you felt like just crying, crying until the floor swallowed you up. It was currently 6:22, you were sitting in bed with lando. You were both watching old love island episodes with some snacks that were left in the fridge. Lando canceled on his mates for dinner, meaning you couldn't sneak out and see charles. You were going home tomorrow, and the chances of bumping into your mystery man were slim, but you let it go. Guess it wasn't meant to be.
Part two will be posted on 16/7/22
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hoepieces · 1 year
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Does anyone remember the fic where Reader is a producer or a manager and Aitch hints that they’ve gotten together in a song and Mason isn’t happy about it and basically she takes Mason to an event and tells Aitch off? PLSSS help
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jane-gunson123 · 2 years
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My master list:
Sam Fender
England NT
Other footballers
Peaky Blinders
Teen wolf
Outer Banks
The vampire Diaries
Sons of anarchy
Send some image requests.
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safeplaceholland · 1 year
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does anyone have any request for Mason Mount x sister!reader?
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landopeaches · 1 year
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some absolute mason filth being spread in the group chat rn because we Refuse to acknowledge that race 😁👍🏼
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a story in which Declan rice’s sister played by Lucinda Strafford wins love island (instead of millie and Liam) but a terrible turn of events leave her single coming out of the villa and falls for her brothers best friend and form a relationship in-which obviously has to be kept a secret but a lot of things get in between. Does the pairs love go stronger or does it fall apart ????
“And the winners of love island 2021 isssss….” Laura Whitmore says dragging on her words. Elle was sat next to her boyfriend brad and across the table from her bests friends in the villa Liam and Millie who were also a couple.
“Elle Rice and Brad McClelland” she announced happily hugging the pair and dragging the over to sit down. Elle’s stomach dropped she was so happy she had been waiting for this moment her hole life always being out shined by her brother Declan Rice because of his football career. She was very happy for her brother obviously but never got the attention she deserved.
“how do you guys feel, cause i know that i’d be very happy now your 20 and 26 and youse have just won love island 2021 and i know for you Elle it has been a life long dream, anyway you guys have had your ups and downs, good and bad days, sleepless nights doing who knows what, cute date nights and night in the private sweet”. she says with a giggle passing you the microphone.
“yes i am so happy that at quite a young age i have got to do this unreal experience which has made me grow as a person and i don’t know how i am going to explain to my mother and father about the sex, how embarrassing my brother isn’t going to be very happy with it” Elle half laughs and passes the microphone to brad.
Brad laughs and takes the microphone and holds Elle tight “hopefully me and her brother will get along even though i support tottenham”. Elle giggled and folds her head into his shoulder.
Mason walks into his shared room with jack at St. George’s Park and jack shouts him to come into the area with a tv
“aye bro look it is decs sister she has just won love island” he shouts, his thick brummy accent echoing through the room.
“why would i watch that shit of hoes trying to get there 5 minutes of fame plus i’ve never spoke or even seen decs sister” mason says as he walks into the kitchen opening the fridge to get a bottle of water.
“come here bro and you will see deffo get a stiffy over her u would” jack says half laughing.
“we’ll see won’t we”
mason walks into the living room sits down across from jack and watches the tv which is showing all of brad and Elle’s memories throughout there stay.
“what do ya think aye” jacks asks.
“she would get it she would” mason says smiling and laughing along to jack.
“thought you would say something like that you knob eddd” jack still laughing.
“but look at her the little slut getting fucked and that on national tv by some tramp on half of our wage if even that” mason mentioned in a cocky voice.
“come bro it is decs sista after all you can’t say all that about her” jack replied.
“what do you mean all that” mase asked.
“since we’ve been in this room you’ve called her a hoe, a slut and said that she’s just looking for her five minutes of fame” jack defended Elle.
“trust me bro you’d love her she’s sweet” jack states making mason blush abit.
“Now guys one of you will have an envelope with 50k in it and the other will have one with 0 in it and the person who has 50k will either choose love and to share it or money and keep the whole 50k” Laura hands both of them an envelope with a red heart on it and tell them to open it one at a time. Elle opens her first and sees a 0 on a piece of paper and then brad opens his and sees the 50,000 and his heart flutters.
“Now brad since you opened the one with the money in it you will now have to choose to either share and keep the money” she announces.
Elle is a nervous wreck her heart is in his hands, if he chooses love they go home together, but if he chooses to keep it we will go home single.
“Erm i’m going too….”
“what do u reckon he’s gonna say?” mason asks jack full of curiosity.
“fuck knows he looks like a dickhead but i hope he doesn’t fuck her over he better fucking not” jack said angrily.
“Keep it all” brad says obnoxiously.
Elle couldn’t keep it together tears flooding out of her eyes slowly her mind went straight to why would he do that to her he used to tell her he loved her every night was she not good enough was all that she could think about.
“that little prick” mason announced.
“aye bro you might be able to get a chance now at-least” jack laughed.
“do you reckon deccers would allow me a ‘known hoe’ near his little sister ha never” mason adds.
“maybe” jacks says his goodbyes and goes to bed.
flash forward to a week later
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carlottawllms · 4 months
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Forbidden Taste
Mason Mount x Reader Fluff / Angst-ish / Smut
I was close to deleting all of this bc I’m not really happy with it. I had this great story in my head and the fact that it sounded so perfect was probably the biggest problem bc no matter what I tried, it never came out the way I wanted it to.
But since I haven’t posted in what feels like forever, I’ve decided to still post it for you. I've made peace with the fic rn and I really hope it’s not as bad as I think it is and you can still enjoy reading it.
As always, feedback is very much appreciated! Enjoy 🩷
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“It’s so nice to have you with us, y/n.”, Debbie smiled when she pulled you into her side a little. “I feel like we haven’t seen each other in forever.”
“Yeah, it was a lot easier when he was still in London.”, you sighed, your heart hurting a little at the reminder of having to leave your best friend in only a little more than a day. “But I’m glad I could finally make it up here, watch him play and see you again.”
Literally everything had been easier before Mason’s move to Manchester. Life had been easier with your best friend around.
You’d met Mase quite early in life through your older brother Ben and it hadn’t taken long for the two of you to become what Ben liked to call besties. You and Mason had been attached at the hip ever since, never separated unless it was absolutely necessary. “Little-Mount and little-Chilwell causing chaos in the world.”, your mum had used to say with a smile on her face and although Ben had hated it sometimes, he was mainly incredibly happy there was someone else looking out for his little sister.
And then this summer, one of the worst things had happened: He’d left Chelsea and moved up North and as happy as you were for him to have found a club that appreciated and wanted him, you couldn’t help but feel absolutely heartbroken to be so far away from him.
Especially as now, juggling watching him play without abandoning Ben and the other way around had become an every week struggle. And you hated it.
“He knows it’s not easy and he’d never hold it against you.”, Lewis, who just passed you mentioned, making you nod. He was right and you knew it, but it didn’t make you feel less bad.
Mason was special to you. And you missed him. A lot.
You and Debbie kept talking for a while until Mason came over. He handed his mother the menu from that Italian he’d found a few days ago, before he turned to you. You having already raised your eyebrow made him chuckle.
 “I know you offered to cook, but as much as I would love it, I just want you to spend time with us and not in the kitchen.”, he smiled softly as he sneaked his arm over your shoulders, the tips of his fingers just about caressing your collarbone.  
“Fine.”, you grumbled jokingly. “But next time you’ll let me cook for you, Mister.”
Mason dropped a barely-there kiss to the top of your head before burying his nose in your hair. “I promise.”, he mumbled, unaware of his mother’s fond expression at the sight of her son and his best friend.
It was undeniable that there was something between the two of you. The bond had always been close but over the last year or so something else had developed. There was this tension surrounding you two whenever you were alone or at least close to each other and you both knew it.
You’d both become incredibly attracted to one another, basically longing for something more than a friendship, but because it was practically impossible as Ben would most likely have Mason’s head for seducing his little sister, you’d subconsciously settled on a friendship.
It didn’t mean that it was easy though. Both of you were quite big on touch, meaning that cuddling, forehead and cheek kisses as well as his hand on your thigh or the small of your back weren’t rare occurrences.
You sought out each other’s proximity whenever it was possible and lately, the moments in which only a phone or someone calling for either of you kept you from actually kissing occurred more and more frequently.
Maybe it was a good thing, to avoid the basically pre-programmed quarrel with Ben, but your heart longed for him a little more with every passing opportunity.
“I’ll ask Tony to order. y/n, what do you want?” Debbie interrupted your train of thoughts, attempting to hand you the menu, but Mason was quick in snatching it away.
“Oh, she’s not allowed to choose, mum. I’ve done that already.”, Mason grinned, causing his mother to frown, but when you simply smiled and nodded, she let it go. “The list is in the kitchen; you can put yours on there too and ask Lew if he’s finally picked something.”
Him ordering for you was only one of the many insiders you and Mason shared. You couldn’t even remember when it had happened for the first time, but at some point you had known each other well enough to be able to order for the other, so whenever Mason had found a new restaurant, he got to choose your first meal there, whilst with a place you’d found you got the first choice for him.
“We’ll eat outside since the weather is still nice, but knowing your freezing ass, you should probably go and grab yourself something warmer to wear.”, Mason grinned as he tapped the end of your nose.  
“About that”, you mumbled, feeling how your cheeks heated up. “I forgot to bring a hoodie.”
“You out of all people forgot a hoodie?”, Mason laughed in disbelief. “You live in those, y/n. Are you sick?”
Giggling, you ducked away when he tried to press his hand flat to your forehead to check your temperature. “Go away, Mount.”, you moaned in fake annoyance. “I overslept and it was a faff to even get my train. When I ran out of the flat, I accidentally left it on the sofa.”
Mason sighed before grabbing your arm and pulling you along and up the stairs. “You can have one of mine then. As an exception.”
An exception…as if you hadn’t worn his stuff hundreds of times already.
You knew he probably thought you’d forgotten it on purpose, but eventhough you loved wearing his clothes, you hadn’t lied. You truly had forgotten yours at home.
It didn’t take you long to make your choice, eyes already settled on your favourite the second you entered his walk-in-closet. You’d fallen in love with it when you’d helped Mason film his very first TikTok and had worn it for several occasions already.
“Do I even need to ask which one you want, or should I just grab the one I know you’ll go for?”
For a moment you were willing to take another one out of sheer pettiness, but the memory of how fluffy on the inside the one you loved was, was too tempting, so you simply pushed past him, bumping him with your hip in the process as you walked over and pulled the hoodie out.
“I’ve bought a new one by the way.”, he informed you whilst watching you struggle with pulling the fabric over your head. “I think you’ll really like it.”
“Stop talking and help me, Mount.”, you grumbled as for some reason you couldn’t figure out how to put it on. There was just too much fabric.
“Sorry, sorry.”, he laughed, before coming for your rescue. He turned the hoodie a little, helping you put your arms through and eventually pulled it over your head properly. “It just looked too funny.”
Your hair was all over the place as he looked at you, soft brown eyes locked on yours and only when his warm breath fanned your face did you realise just how close he was. All the tiny freckles, the moles and the crinkles by his eyes were right in front of you and the way his chocolate eyes stared back into yours had a shiver running down your spine.
With his fingers gently stroking down the sides of your neck, Mason leaned in and nuzzled his nose against yours and when his eyes dropped to your lips, your mind went blank. Slowly, you leaned in. Your heart was racing in your chest, threatening to burst your ribcage, but from where you’d placed your hands flat against his toned chest you could tell that his wasn’t doing much better.
When his lips just about brushed yours, you closed your eyes, ready to finally give in to what your heart had been begging for forever. Mason’s warm hand moved to the back of your neck, pulling you a little closer and-
“Mase? y/n? The food is here.”
At the sound of Debbie's voice, you both startled apart, taking a step or two back from each other with your gazes cast to the floor. Your heart sank in your chest as yet another moment had passed and when you raised your gaze you could see Mason scratching the back of his head awkwardly. His cheeks were flushed, and he couldn’t meet your eyes, looking everywhere but at you.
“We erm…we should go downstairs.”, you mumbled.
“Yeah, I guess we should.”, you agreed quietly, trying to hide the sadness as best as you could. What if this was the universe telling you that you and Mase weren’t meant to be?
Once back downstairs, being around his family helped to get rid of the awkward tension between the two of you and the moment you sat down on the dinner table on Mason’s terrace, you and he were back to normal, joking around like you always were and all thoughts of the almost-kiss buried where all the other similar moments were stored as well.
“Water?”, he asked, sending you a soft smile and when you nodded, he reached for your glass to pour some in.
“Thanks.”
For a while you just sat there and listened to what the others were talking about. After that moment upstairs, after his lips had brushed yours ever so softly, you couldn’t think straight anymore. You’d been given a tiny taste and now you wanted more.
You looked up when you felt Mason’s foot nudging yours, thinking he wanted something, but he simply smiled at you and locked his feet around your ankle.   
“y/n, by the way, how is university treating you?”, Lewis asked, pulling your attention away from his little brother. The way he was speaking with his mouth full of pasta earned him a warning look from his mother, but he was a master in ignoring that.
“Good.”, you nodded. “But I’m glad I’m nearly done. Just adding the finishing touches to my thesis and then I’m all done. Hopefully.”  
“Oh, I have no doubts about that, my dear.”, Debbie smiled, and Tony was quick to agree. “You’ll be the world’s best lawyer, y/n.”
You blushed a little, dropping your gaze to the table with a smile. Mason’s family had always been as supportive as your own, making you feel as if you belonged to them as much as you belonged into your own and words couldn’t describe just how special that felt.
“I mean there’s still a long road ahead, but I can’t wait to jump headfirst into work and actually do something other than just reading about it all.”
“I can imagine.”, Tony smiled. “If we ever need a bit of support without actually hiring a lawyer, we can count on you, right?”
“Contract law is not my specialisation.”, you laughed. “But I know the basics, so as long as you don’t heavily rely on me, you can always ask away.”
You all kept talking about everything and nothing for a while, simply enjoying being reunited with each other and once again you noticed how easy everything could be if it wasn’t for you being a Chilwell.
You would be able to be with Mason, the one person who meant so much to you and with whom everything seemed so easy. There would be no awkward talking stage, no first dates where you couldn't really be yourself. His family had long since accepted you as a part of them and even if you'd only overheard by accident, you knew Debbie saw you as the perfect daughter-in-law.
It could be easy. It could be perfect. It could be you and Mason.
“y/n?” You were startled out of your thoughts when Tony nudged you and repeated your name laughingly.
“What? Yeah sorry, I zoned out for a moment. What was the question?”
“I asked what time your train is.”
“Right. 4pm from the main station. Ben promised to pick me up in London.”
Ever since the moment upstairs, Mason had forgotten about Ben altogether. He’d simply enjoyed having you around, looking at you and watching you get along so well with his family. But the mention of his best friend’s name was like someone had emptied a bucket of ice right over his head.
He shouldn’t feel like this; he couldn’t. Dropping his gaze, Mason pulled his feet away from yours. The physical contact suddenly too much.
Your heart dropped at the loss of contact, eyes searching for his, but they remained stoically focussed on the table. You hated how much you liked him, how much you longed for him.
-
“If that isn’t my least favourite human in the world.”, Ben joked the moment you flopped onto the passenger seat in his car. It was his typical greeting for you and whilst normally you would roll your eyes at him, you couldn’t muster up more than a tired smile.
“Hi. You’re good?”
“Yeah, I’m good. I just- What’s wrong?” Ben turned the car off again, noticing straight away that something was wrong.
“Nothing, I’m just tired.”, you said. “You know how these long train rides are.”
Lying to your brother wasn’t one of the things you particularly enjoyed. In fact, you hated it because you knew he’d be disappointed knowing you felt like you couldn’t talk to him about certain things, but with this one you had you. There was no way you could tell him that you missed Mason already.
“You know I can read you like an open book, right? What’s wrong? Did something happen with Mase? I’ll chop his head off if he hurt you.”
A quiet chuckle left your lips. “You know him, Benji. He would never. I’m just tired.” You sent your brother a smile, hoping to convince him with it and although you were sure it didn’t work, Ben let it go.
“I ordered some pizza for us, but I can eat at mine if you want to be on your own for a bit. You know like, charge your social battery?”
He tried to hide it, but you could still make out the slightly sad tone in his voice and as much as you’d love to be alone for a bit after being constantly surrounded by people those last days, you’d never send your own brother away.
“Nonsense, Ben. We’ll eat at my place.”
During the 30-minute drive home, you kept checking your phone, but Mason still hadn’t replied to your text. You’d let him know you’d gotten into Ben’s car safely and whilst normally Mason was practically glued to his phone until the moment he received your text, now 20 minutes later, he still hadn’t replied.
You knew it wasn’t that big of a deal. Maybe he was just taking a nap, tidying up his flat or had simply forgotten to reply, but it did make you a little sad.
After Ben and you had finished the pizza and caught up with each other’s plans for the week, he’d bid his goodbye and left you getting ready for bed. After sitting in the train for nearly four hours, you were too tired to do your whole skincare and although your skin would probably hate you for it, you only removed your make-up and put some moisturiser on.
You’d just crawled under the covers and made yourself comfortable, ready to watch a bit of Netflix to fall asleep, when your phone lit up.
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Subconsciously, a smile pulled at your lips as warmth spread through your whole body. Missing you already. Giggling, you rolled over, hiding your red cheeks in your pillow as giddiness filled your tummy.
You messaged him back to tell him that you missed him too before snuggling back into the sheets and closing your eyes to get some much needed shut-eye.
*
The next time you got to see Mason was weeks later on Ben’s birthday and you couldn’t be more relieved the moment he hugged you close to his body.
At United, things weren’t going exactly great for him. Deep down you knew he was fine and that going through a rough patch wasn’t the end of the world, but you hated it. You hated that he didn’t get to play much, that he didn’t get the chance to show his talent and shine in the team. And you hated that you couldn’t be there for him properly.
Obviously, you’d stayed in touch throughout the last couple of weeks. You’d talked a lot, facetimed and kept each other updated on what’s been going on.
Mason was fine, working hard and fighting for his place in the starting xi, but you couldn’t help and squeeze him a little tighter before letting go.
“Aren’t you forgetting something?” Mase flicked your nose jokingly the moment you’d stepped back from him and when he held his hand out, you realised. You’d forgotten your signature handshake.
Mason and you giggled through it, not being able to stay serious at the sequence of funny hand movements and when he eventually finished it with a bow and kiss to the back of your hand, you both laughed out loud.
“I’m still wondering what’s wrong with you two.”, Ben shook his head, but the smile on his face was visible for everyone.
“You’re just jealous mate.” Mason punched his best friend’s shoulder before pulling you into his side to get something to drink.
But it wasn’t long before you were separated. His friends and former teammates hadn’t seen him in forever and wanted to catch up with him and as much as you would’ve loved to spend the whole evening with Mason, you knew he was dying to talk to them in person.
You were giggling away with Sophie as you clinked your glasses together. Neither of you were even close to being drunk, but you’d had enough to be a bit buzzed and for everything to be that little bit funnier.
When Ben had introduced Sophie as your girlfriend to you about a year ago, you’d been a bit hesitant. He hadn't had much luck with his ex-girlfriends, instead he’d been through hell and back at times, so naturally you questioned her intentions, but it hadn’t taken her long to get you on her side.
She was good for him, supportive and incredibly understanding. She’d struggled with mental health too, so she knew what it meant and understood him in a way no one else did. She had his back and made him happy. She cared for him and that really was everything you needed to know.
Whilst the two of you stood there, gossiping a little about your brother’s friends, your gaze kept wandering to Mason. You knew it was wrong, but every time your eyes caught his over the distance, your stomach fluttered, and you couldn’t help but get addicted to the feeling that arose whenever your eyes locked and he smiled softly.
You blushed when it happened again, your gaze dropping to the ground. It felt like your little secret as by some miracle neither Sophie, nor Woody who was talking to Mason had caught onto it yet.
“I’ll erm head to the loo real quick.”
The feeling of Mason’s eyes on you as you made your way through the room had the butterflies going wild in your tummy. He probably thought you were heading towards him, but he just happened to stand right next to the hallway that led to the loo.
You grazed your hand against his as you passed him, your heart pathetically skipped a beat at the tiny contact, and you had to drop your head slightly to hide your blushed cheeks.
Once you’d finished in the bathroom – you’d taken a bit longer as you’d had to fix your hair a little – you returned to the living room, finding everyone gathered around Ben’s dinner table. Confused, you looked Sophie, but she actually found you first.
“There you are! We were looking for you.”, she grinned. “You’re teamed up with Mase.”
With furrowed brows you looked at her. “Teamed up for what?”
“Oh, apparently there’s several games planned, I don’t know drinking games or something, like quizzes and stuff and I teamed you up with Mase.”, Sophie winked, reminding you of that feeling you’d been having for a while now: She was playing cupid and tried to get you and Mason together.  
You weren’t entirely sure, but throughout the last couple of weeks if not months, she’d made small comments about how well you and him got along or about how last time Mason was over at Ben’s, he’d talked quite a lot about you and whilst it made you a little giddy that she apparently was very in favour of a potential relationship, you knew it was impossible. Ben wouldn’t have it at all.
“Drinking games? What are we, 14?”
“Don’t be a party pooper, it’ll be fun.”, Sophie laughed before pulling you along to where Mason was leaning against a wall. “Here you have your partner in crime.”
Mason laughed quietly, agreeing internally that you were indeed his partner in crime, before pulling you into his side a little. “I’m glad it’s you cause now I know that at least one in this team has the brains for what’s to come.”
“You’re pretty intelligent yourself, Mase. And I feel like your pretty face makes up for the lack of knowledge in some areas, if you ask me.”
The questions started off rather easy, but you knew it wouldn’t stay that way for too long. There was no fun in everyone getting all the answers right when there were body shots and other punishments for whenever a wrong answer was given.
“Mase, what’s the smallest mammal in the world?”, Ben asked, a proud grin on his face as there was no way his best friend would know the answer to this question.
Panicking, Mason turned his head to you in hopes you could give him a little hint, but you only shrugged as you didn’t know the answer either. Or rather you weren’t entirely sure you knew.
“No clue, mate.”, he laughed. “A squirrel maybe?”
“Wrooooong.”, Ben grinned, hitting the red buzzer he’d bought for today and everyone cheered excitedly for what was about to come. “Time for the punishment. Either you or y/n have to lay down here on the table and let the other take a bodyshot off your body.”
If his cheeks hadn’t been slightly red from the alcohol already, they definitely would’ve been flushed by now. Bodyshots hadn’t been on his agenda for the evening…and definitely not when they included you.
“I can go for it.”, you offered with a smile as you stepped closer to the table.
You knew Mason wasn’t one of those guys who liked to show off and get shirtless more often than not and with so many people – especially women – around, you were sure he’d feel uncomfortable.
“No, it’s fine, don’t worry. I’ll lay down, you take the shot. I’ve had enough for now.” He gently pushed past you, manoeuvring you towards the side of the table as he hoped the others would buy his excuse. He hadn’t even had that much to drink, but he desperately didn’t want you to be the one to lay down.
As much as he disliked the idea of getting shirtless randomly on a birthday party, the thought of you only in your bra for everyone on show was way worse. There was no way all the other men would get to see you half-naked.
You knew there was no point in arguing with him. Once Mase had made up his mind, there was no going back so instead you watched him taking off his shirt, revealing that toned body of his that, no matter how often you’d seen it already, still had the breath catching in the back of your throat. The way his muscles danced under his smooth skin made you want to reach out and touch him all over.
Especially that tiny mole you’d only recently noticed.
Mason hoisted himself on the table and it was only then that you snapped out of your thoughts and noticed the women in the room ogling him, causing your tummy to drop.
You had no right to be jealous, you knew that, but you couldn’t help it. He looked like he’d been crafted by the gods and whilst you knew it was impossible, you just really wanted him to be yours and only yours.
Once he was on his back, his hands by his side, he turned his head and looked for you. His big brown eyes locked on yours and to your surprise he looked a little hesitant. “Relax, it’s just me.”, you whispered before placing the slice of lime right between his lips.
Mason’s eyes squeezed shut adorably for a moment when the sour liquid touched his lips and when a soft giggle left your lips, you felt him squeezing your arm gently.
The little crowd around you whistled when you placed your hand on your thigh and leaned down, but all you could focus on was the way he felt the moment you licked a stripe through the valley of his abs. His muscles contracted where your tongue touched to wet his skin and when you got back up to sprinkle the salt over the wetness, it was way too soon to part.
The second the tequila dropped into his navel, Mason’s whole body shivered. Squeezing his thigh, you smiled at him softly. “You’re ready?”
You noticed how his eyes were a little darker when they locked back on yours, but he was quick in nodding. “Go ahead.”
Just like before, you leaned down and licked the salt from his skin, fingers digging into his thigh a little as you were slowly becoming addicted to what he felt like. Gently, your lips brushed his skin before you quickly sucked the tequila out of his navel and as you moved up the side of his body, ready to take the lime, your hand trailed up his stomach, causing goosebumps to erupt all over his skin.
With your back shielding you both, you dipped down. You stared into his dark eyes, filled with something you couldn’t quite place and when your teeth dug into the lime and your lips just about brushed his, your heart stumbled in your chest.
It had only been the tiniest of touches, but it had been enough to set your whole body on fire an from the way Mason looked, flushed cheeks, his lips still slightly parted and a clouded expression in his eyes, you could tell that he felt it too.  
You wanted to let go of the lime and lean back down to kiss him properly, but you knew you couldn’t. The whole situation had already been going on for far too long to be considered normal and you were conscious about your brother watching, so you came back up and sucked the juice from the lime in front of the others. You were convinced your face was as red as a tomato, but with the tequila in your system maybe the others would blame it on that.
As the party kept going, pretty much all you were busy with was staring at Mason. Ever since the moment your lips had touched his, the addiction you’d always felt towards him had increased tenfold and he seemed to look even better now.
You wondered if his white t-shirt had already hugged his body that perfectly when you’d arrived and whenever he wet his lips you couldn’t help but focus on his mouth.
“Earth to y/n?” Ben snipping his fingers right in front of you brought you back into reality.
“Sorry. What?”
“Are you okay?”, he looked at you with his perfected caring-big-brother look, head slightly tilted and eyebrows furrowed.
“Just tired.”, you smiled reassuringly. “I think I’ll actually leave now to get some shut eye.”
“But you’re not going on your own, y/n.”
You were tempted to roll your eyes, but you knew he only meant well. Being outside on your own really wasn’t the safest thing to do, but you only lived about 10 minutes away, so you didn’t see the harm in walking home or taking an Uber. “I’m a big girl, Ben.”
“No, y/n. I won’t have you leaving on your own. It’s too da-“
“I’ll make sure she gets home safely, okay? I’m leaving now, and I pass her apartment on the way to the hotel anyway.”, Mason explained as he suddenly appeared next to you, his fingers gently tickling the small of your back.
You weren’t entirely sure if it was a good idea for him to bring you home. This newfound deep attraction towards him was worrying you and with the alcohol in your system you weren’t sure you could hold yourself back. You could still feel his lips brushing yours, his skin beneath yours and the way his muscles had contracted because of the way you’d touched him.
He’d been so close; so within reach, but at the same time so far away and it made your head spin. You weren’t even sure if he felt the same for you or if it had only ever been in the spur of the moment.  
Once you’d both bid your goodbyes and left Ben’s house, silence settled over you. The atmosphere between the two of you was a little awkward – at least it felt like that for you. Mason was uncharacteristically quiet, and you didn’t really know what to say. The whole bodyshot situation had obviously created a strange tension and you hated the thought of having ruined a perfectly good friendship with a stupid drinking game.
What if he felt weird about you now? You’d practically taken advantage of the way he’d been lying there with no where to go. What if all the other situations before today had only ever seemed obvious to you? What if he’d always found it weird?
Little did you know though, that Mason was still thinking about where you’d touched his skin. The feeling of your tongue licking the salt off his tummy was etched into his brain, but the moment that had left a long-lasting impression was your lips brushing his for the tiniest moment. He’d wanted to kiss you forever and now that he’d had a tiny taste, he wanted more. He wanted you.
Mason felt stupid. Who the hell fell in love with their best friend’s little sister?
Thankfully, it wasn’t long until you were back to normal though, joking around and talking about everything and nothing and you couldn’t explain just how relieved you were. Mason was one of the most important people in your life and losing him sounded like your worst nightmare.  
Too soon for your liking, you reached your house. Mason, claiming he could use a little workout, took the stairs to the third floor with you and once you were in front of your door, you realised you weren’t ready to say goodbye yet.
“Do you want to come in?”
When your eyes locked on his you could see the whirlwind of emotions in them, so it didn’t come as a surprise when he shook his head no.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea, y/n.”, he whispered, gaze dropping to his shoes.
You hated what today had caused. This hesitation to spend time together had never been there before and the thought of him going back to Manchester and distancing himself even more was terrifying you.
“Yeah, you’re probably right.”, you nodded as you tried to hide your sadness. “Night Mase.”
Quickly, you leaned in and kissed his cheek. It was something you always did when saying goodbye to him, but tonight it felt different. More intimate, more meaningful.
Mason stood there, rooted to the spot. The cogs in his head were turning like crazy, but after a split second, he reached out and grabbed your arm to hold you back. Turning around, you were about to ask what he wanted, but before you could even open your mouth, his lips were on yours.
Too surprised, you couldn’t even reciprocate the kiss and when Mason noticed, he was quick in pulling back, lips parted and eyes searching yours frantically. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have don’t that, y/n. I’m just-“
But you just shut him up by pressing your lips to his again. Your hand moved to the back of his neck, fingertips just about reaching into his soft hair, whilst the other found a home on his shoulder and once Mason had realised what was happening, he kissed you back deeply.
It was a desperate kiss. One that the both of you had been craving forever and with his lips moving against yours passionately, he walked you backwards into your flat until you were trapped in between his heavy body and the wall.
You sighed against his lips, as he deepened the kiss, his fingers sneaking beneath your shirt and digging softly into your flesh and when he gently buried his teeth into your bottom lip, a hoarse moan of his name tumbled from your lips.
Mason was quick in using the chance to invade your mouth and the moment he brushed his tongue against yours with langued, lazy strokes you lost all capacity to think straight. All you could focus on was the way he kissed you and touched you. He was an insanely good kisser, better than in your wildest dreams and whilst deep down you knew this was wrong and could ruin everything, it all felt so right.
“We shouldn’t do this.”, you breathed heavily against his lips the moment he pulled away to catch his breath, but contrary to your words, you pulled his shirt up and over his head, desperately to see his naked upper body from up close and once the shirt was out of the way, your fingers trailed all over his soft skin.
“I know.” His brown eyes were blown out, clouded and dark when they locked on yours, causing a shiver to run down your spine. “But it feels so fucking good to kiss you, y/n.”
“It does.”
“Jump.” His warm hands had now fully grabbed your hips and when you obeyed and jumped, legs wrapping around his waist, his hands moved to cup your bum and pull you flush against his body. You could feel his crotch pressing right against yours and when you felt how hard he was, you blushed deeply. “I’ve waited way too long for this to stop now.”
His lips were back on yours in an instant, moving against yours as he walked the two of you further into your flat until he sat down on the sofa, with you still in his lap and you didn’t waste a second to grind down.
“Jesus, y/n.”, he moaned into your mouth, hands tightening on your waist to stop you from moving for a second. “Are you sure about this? We’ve both had some alcohol and once we’ve done this, we can’t undo it.”
“I know.”, you smiled before leaning in and kissing him softly. The expression in his eyes was serious now and your heart warmed at the way he was so mindful. “But I want this, Mase. I promise, I want you. Just like you want me.”
When you dipped your hand in between your bodies and cupped his dick over the fabric of his pants, Mason’s eyes darkened. “Feels so good.”, he moaned quietly the more pressure you applied and once his eyes had fallen shut, you leaned in and let you lips travel along his jaw, leaving tiny kisses and nibbled all over his soft skin. You relished in the way he sighed and moaned quietly as you continued to palm him.
“Will you let me make you feel good, Masey?” The quiet whisper had him shuddering beneath you and with a deep sigh he nodded. It already felt like heaven on earth, and he couldn’t wait to feel you without the barrier of his trousers.
You dropped to your knees in between his parted legs, hands moving up and down his thick thighs until you eventually unbuckled his belt and opened the zipper. Mason helped you by lifting his hips and soon enough, his pants were off. Your mouth watered at the sight of the visible tent in his boxers and whilst you really couldn’t wait to have him in your mouth and hear more of his whimpers and moans, you wanted to spend a bit more time on teasing him.
With your eyes locked on his, your nails gently scratched the insides of his thighs, causing Mason to shiver. “Don’t tease, please.”
“But you look so good like this, Mase.”, you pouted, before placing your lips on his skin and making your way higher up. His thighs tensed under your touch, causing naughty thoughts to run through your mind, but right now it was about him, not you.  
“What do you want me to do, hm?” You gently bit the skin right where his boxers ended, pulling a small hiss from Mason. “What is it you want, Masey?”
“I…I want you to- Fuck!”, he groaned when you started to palm him over his boxers. With his head falling to the back of the sofa, he had to take a few deep breaths to calm down, but your fingers squeezing his length made it difficult to think. “I want you to…to…”
Mason had never been in the position where he had to voice what he so desperately wanted. Quite the opposite, as until today he’d always been the one being in control and asking that question and now that the roles were reserved, he suddenly got very shy.
With reddened cheeks, he dropped his eyes to his tummy, wishing he could be more confident, but you were hot, currently between his thighs and this whole thing started to make him incredibly nervous.
“Mase.”, you whispered, reaching out to grab his chin and tilt his head up. “We can stop whenever you want to.”
“No, I…I don’t want to stop. Sorry, I just got a bit overwhelmed.”, he confessed. Gently cupping your hand in his lap that had stopped palming him the moment you’d realised something was wrong, he moved it for you, encouraging you to keep going. “Please keep going.”
“Okay.”, you breathed as you applied a little more pressure on his restrained cock, eyes never leaving his and only when you saw the clouded expression coming back, did you lean down to press kisses all over his length.
Mason’s breath hitched in the back of his throat the moment your teeth grazed his fabric-covered dick, and you couldn’t hide your proud grin. He was moaning like this because of you, and you couldn’t wait to make him feel even better.
You hooked your fingers into the waistband of his boxers and once Mason got the hint, he lifted his hips again to allow you pulling the fabric down his legs, causing his hard dick to slap against his tummy. Palming him before had given you a good hint at what you were working with but now that he was fully exposed, you realised that he was bigger than you’d expected.
He felt hot and heavy in your hand as you grabbed him and when you gave him a few gentle pumps, Mason’s head dropped back onto the sofa with a deep sigh. His hips bucked up almost immediately as it had been a while ever since he’d been touched like this and when your thumb brushed through his slit to spread his pre-cum, he cursed loudly.
“Oh my god.” His heart was thundering in his chest, and he could already feel the tingling at the base of his spine. “Don’t tease, y/n. I…It feels so good already.”
Your cheeks heated up slightly at the way a very few of your touches had such an effect on him. He looked so insanely hot. His lips were slightly parted, his chest heaving and abs contracting from the way you were stroking him.
“Holy shit!” Mason’s eyes shot open the second he felt you sucking his tip. His stomach tightened at the warm feeling of your lips wrapped around his dick and he had to bite the inside of his cheek to avoid cumming on the spot. “Fuck, y/n. What the hell.”
“Sorry.”, you grinned as you’d pulled away, knowing fully well what you’d done with surprising him like that. “Just really want to suck your dick, you know?”
“I nearly came.”, he breathed as he threaded his fingers through your hair, subconsciously letting you know you were okay to continue. “A little warning would’ve been nice.”
“Well, where’s the fun in that, Masey?”, you smiled before kissing the tip of his dick and taking him back in your mouth. Bobbing up and down, you took as much of him as possible, whilst working the rest with your hand. You’d set a slow pace, knowing that the faster you went the sooner the fun would be over, and you really wanted this to last.
Who knew if you’d ever get another chance of having him like this.
The warmth surrounding his length combined with your tongue massaging the vein on the underside had Mason tightening his fingers in your hair. Breathy moans and whimpers were falling from his lips, spurring you on, but the longer you kept going, the more difficult it became for him to hold back from reaching his high and soon enough, he pulled you off his dick.
“You’re way too good at that.”, he panted with his hands framing your face. Gently, he brushed his thumbs over the soft skin right beneath your wild eyes. “Come back up here.”
Mason helped you back up on your feet and pulled you into his lap, hands immediately settling on your waist beneath your shirt, stoking up and down your sides as he leaned in to kiss you again. Softly this time, less rushed and hungry than before, but still passionate and as if he’d been waiting for this moment forever.
You sighed against his lips as you felt his big hands cupping your boobs, thumbs brushing over your perky nipples poking through the thin lacey material of your bra and it wasn’t long until Mason pulled your bra down enough for your boobs to spill over.
“Take your shirt off.”, he ordered quietly whilst his hands kneaded away on your boobs. “I want to see more of you, y/n.”
You obeyed quickly and pulled your shirt over your head and whilst you expected Mason’s gaze to drop, it never did. His hands spanned the ribs right beneath your chest, but his eyes stayed locked on yours.
“You’re so incredibly beautiful, y/n.”, he whispered and the honesty in the tone of his voice had you blushing. “You’re the most beautiful and incredible woman I’ve ever met.”
His hands stroked up and down your sides and all over your tummy, leaving goosebumps in their wake and causing small sighs to fall from your lips. It had been a while since someone had touched you like this, had taken their time to caress you in a non-sexual way.
The men you’d been with had only ever been interested in one thing and whilst tonight was going to end in the same way, Mason still took his time to worship you and your body, and it made you fall for him even more.
He held the entirety of your heart and from tonight on also the entirety of your body. He hadn’t done much so far, but you were sure once he had, he would’ve ruined sex for you as no one else would ever come close to this.
You gasped the moment his lips enclosed around your nipple. Your hands flew to the back of his head, fingers gently pulling on the soft strands of hair as his teeth grazed your sensitive skin. Mason skilfully unclasped your bra before flinging it across the room to get it out of the way, making you question for a moment how often he’d done that already, but when his lips sucked your nipple and his fingers ran up and down your spine, your thoughts were back on him and how good he made you feel.
It wasn’t long before he asked you to take off your pants and as you stood there right in front of him in only your lacey panties, he couldn’t help himself. Grabbing your waist, he pulled you back in between his tights, hands stroking up and down your tummy, fingers grazing your boobs until they eventually hooked into the waistband of your panties.
“You’re so so beautiful y/n. I want you to always remember that.”, he whispered with his lips pressing against the skin of your tummy. “You’re so perfect, so soft and I don’t deserve you at all, but I’m so glad I get to see you like this.”
His lips trailed up and down your body until they reached a spot Mason found perfect for the purple bruise, he’d wanted to leave on your body ever since you’d taken off your shirt. Pulling a gasp from your lips, he sucked a hickey into your soft skin, soothing the sting with his tongue and once he was done, he looked up at you with a proud smile grazing his lips.  
“These come off now.”, he mumbled, pulling your panties down your legs before making you straddle his lap again. You felt a bit insecure, being fully naked, with your legs on either side of his, now, but Mason was quick in picking up on that. “You’re so hot, I can’t believe I get to have you like this.”
“Mase.” His name fell from your lips in a hoarse moan the moment you felt his fingers running through your wet folds. Giving him head had turned you on more than you’d thought and with his fingers between your legs now, you were practically dripping for him.
“Fuck, you’re so wet, y/n.”, Mason groaned. “All for me? Hm?”
He didn’t give you the chance to answer though as his lips were on yours in an instant. The kiss was hot and heavy, tongue immediately invading your mouth and toying with yours, whilst his fingers worked away between your legs. With his middle finger, he continued to stroke through your folds, making the base of your spine tingle, but when his thumb started to draw precise circles on your clit, your body slumped forward slightly as a deep moan got lost in his mouth.
Mason listened intently to the sounds you made, carefully figuring out what you liked and what brought you closer to the edge and once he was fully satisfied with how ready you were, he pushed his finger in.
“Holy shit.”, you cursed, pulling away from his lips momentarily to catch your breath, but with his finger curling deep inside of you, it was more than difficult. He touched all the right places with precision, causing you to see stars for a second. “Mase that’s…fuck..that’s so good.”
“Yeah?”, he breathed proudly, attaching his lips back to your nipple whilst gazing up at your face that contorted in pleasure. His dick twitched at your breathy moans and whimpers and whilst at this point, he couldn’t wait to feel everything of you, he desperately wanted to feel you falling apart on his fingers first.
“You’re close baby? Hm?” When he dipped another finger into your wet heat, he pulled another deep moan from you and in an attempt to push you closer to the edge, he curled his fingers even further against that one spot and pressed his thumb into your clit.
“Gonna be my good girl and cum on my fingers?”
Mason didn’t miss the way your walls squeezed around his fingers that little bit more when he called you his good girl and he made a mental note.
“Yes, Mase.”, you whined. “Please keep going, Mase. I’m so close, I’m-fuck.” With a few more curses and his name continuously falling from your lips, you came around his fingers. White hot liquid shooting through your veins, caused your body to shudder before you eventually collapsed into his chest, head falling into the crook of his neck as you tried to catch your breath, whilst Mason rode you through your high.
Your heart was thundering in your chest, as he gradually slowed the movements of his fingers until he eventually pulled them out completely. You sighed into his neck, not noticing how he smiled at the taste of you as he licked his fingers clean and when Mason wrapped his arms around your body, one hand running up and down your spine in an attempt to calm you, you snuggled further into his chest.
It took you a while to come back to your senses, but when you pulled back and his eyes were on yours, his cheeks as flushed as yours, you leaned in and kissed him softly.
“That was incredible.”, you sighed against his lips and Mason nodded. “But we still have to sort this out, hm?”
Mason shuddered when your hand wrapped around his painfully hard dick. Watching you cum had made him even harder and he couldn’t wait to have you and watch you fall apart on his cock, but he knew that the previous orgasm had wrecked you and that you might need a moment.
“We don’t have to, y/n.”, he mumbled, groaning quietly when you began to stroke him gently. “At least not immediately. We can take a moment in case you need ti-“
“I want you, Mase. I promise I’m okay. I want you.”
“Let’s take it slow, though. Okay?”, he whispered against your lips, before pulling you in for another kiss. “I want this to last, y/n.”
“Okay.”, you smiled.
With one hand on his shoulder, you pushed yourself up onto your knees and lined his dick up with your entrance, but before you could sink down, Mason’s hands on your waist stopped you.
“Look at me please?”, he asked with bright red cheeks. He felt a little stupid for it, but as this might be the only time he got to have you like this, he desperately wanted you to look at him, whilst taking him for the first time.
And with your eyes locked on his, you sank down his length. The both of you moaned at the feeling of one another, his hands squeezing your hips, whilst your fingers dug into his broad shoulders as you took all of him carefully.
His size stretched you deliciously and the slight burning only added to the pleasure running through your veins. He was so big, you could feel him in your tummy once you were fully seated and you actually needed a moment to adjust.
“God, you’re so tight.”, Mason moaned as he dropped his forehead to your chest, trying to think of the unsexiest thing he knew to avoid ending it right then and there. “Squeezing me so tightly, baby. Feels so good.”
You could feel him pulsating inside of you and the way he was panting told you everything you needed to know. He felt as incredible as you.
Once you were both ready to continue, you rolled your hips against his. Gently and carefully at first, but it wasn’t long before you were bouncing up and down in his lap. His hands sat firmly on your hips, guiding your movements and making sure you were both enjoying it, whilst you’d planted yours on his shoulders.
“You feel so good, Mase.”, you whined as he continuously hit that one spot deep inside of you. “You’re so deep.”
“Yeah?”, he panted, a proud grin on his lips. “Can feel me all the way up your tummy, baby?”
Mason moved one of his hands to your stomach, fingers caressing your skin until he flattened his hand and pressed down right when his hips snapped up, causing you to whimper loudly as the delicious ecstasy running through your veins only increased tenfold.
“You’re such a good girl, baby. Taking me so well. You’re my good girl, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Mase.”, you whimpered, squeezing tightly around his dick at the same time. Your high was approaching pathetically quickly because of the way he knew how to hit all of your right spots. “Fuck, you’re so good.”
It wasn’t long until you were nearly there, and the moment Mason attached his thumb to your clit and rubbed it in quick circles, you fell apart on top of him, curse words and his name falling from your lips repeatedly.
Your thighs shook and your fingers squeezed his shoulders so tightly, you were afraid you were hurting him, but with the ecstasy shooting through you as he continued to snap his hips into yours, multiplying your pleasure, you couldn’t really care about that.
“Where…where do you want-“
“Inside of me, Mase.”, you panted. “It’s…it’s safe, I…I promise.”
His fingers dug into your skin and his head fell back, as his hips pushed up one last time before he spilled into your tight heat. “Fuck, fuck, oh my- fuck.”, he cursed, rolling his eyes at the way you gently moved your hips against his to help him ride out his high. “Oh my god, y/n.”
Once you’d both come down from your highs and had caught your breaths, Mason wrapped his arms around you tightly, pulling you flush into his body, head finding a home on your chest where he could listen to your racing heartbeat.  
You could feel him softening inside of you, but neither of you cared enough to pull away. Instead, you threaded your fingers through his soft hair and massaged his scalp, causing Mason to hum in content, whilst his hands caressed your back in soothing motions.
It was the most content you’d felt in forever.
*
Weeks after this incident, you were back up in Manchester. You and Mason had slept together another handful of times and whilst deep down you both knew it was stupid, given your obvious feelings for one another, you’d agreed to stay best friends and just enjoy the sexual part with each other as well. Friends with benefits. Nothing more.
You tried to convince yourself that it was enough as you got to have him in the way you wanted him every once in a while, but you’d noticed rather quickly, that it was everything but enough for you.
You wanted to be able to kiss him and hold his hand whenever you felt like it. You wanted the public to know that he was taken and that it was you who made him happy. You wanted all those women to stop looking at him as if he was still available.
Women like Tabitha right now. She was hanging off of Mason’s arm, flirting with him shamelessly, whilst you were right next to them.
It was the international break and since Mason hadn’t been called up for England, he’d asked you to take the week off and come up to Manchester to spend some time with him. Going to the bar hadn’t been one of the things you’d imagined you’d be doing, but when Mason had admitted that he wanted you to meet some of his friends, you’d eventually agreed.
Your idea of the evening hadn’t included several women ogling him though and the problem was that the longer your friends with benefits thing was going on, the more jealous you got. Before, you’d never had the right to be jealous at all and whilst now you still hadn’t, the fact you got to kiss him and have him between the sheets, whilst not being allowed to be his outside of your flat or his house, made it even worse.
You were in love with him and a tiny part of you knew he felt the same for you, but he’d never made it that obvious. For all you knew, it could be him using you for sex without any other intentions.
“So, are you going to take me home then?”, Tabitha chirped as she batted her eyelashes at him. Her hand was trailing up and down his arm and whilst you’d noticed how Mason had moved away from her every time she‘d touched him, she apparently hadn’t. Or she simply didn’t care.
“You do realise I’m right here, don’t you?” The words had left your mouth faster than your brain had processed your thoughts and from the way Mason looked at you, he was as surprised as you were. “He could be taken for all you know.”
“Oh honey, no offense, yeah? But he could be with anyone, so why would he go for you? I’m the real option here.” She sent you a fake smile, the disgust in her eyes visible and whilst it did scratch your ego for a moment and had you wondering if Mason thought the same, you were quick in smiling back at her.
Mason was about to step in as he refused having her speaking to you like that, but before he even could, you surprised him again.
“Sorry to pop the bubble, honey, but I know what he tastes like.”
Stunned silence fell over the three of you as the loud music faded into some sort of background noise. Tabitha simply scoffed before turning around and looking for someone else to pay for her drinks and take her home, but Mason didn’t even notice. He was too busy staring at you and trying to calm down his racing heart.
He carefully sneaked his arm around your waist and squeezed you a little. The fact you’d just subtly claimed him and showed a bit of jealousy for the first time, had left him speechless, but at the same time it made him incredibly happy.
“We need to talk to Ben, don’t we?”
After giving it a moment, you nodded. “Yeah, I think we do.”, you whispered before leaning your head against his shoulder. Mason pulled you a little more into his side, happy he could finally hold you like this in public and when he dropped a kiss to the top of your head and you snuggled more into his chest, his heart skipped a beat.
That night you stayed over at his. You shared the bed, but not in a way you normally did. Instead of being tangled in between the sheets, you were cuddled up, shared soft and meaningful kisses and lingering touches. Very little words were exchanged as you traced the hundreds of freckles on his cheeks, ran your fingers through his hair and all over his neck.
Mason hummed softly, squeezing your waist and caressing the warm skin of your tummy until you fell asleep in each other’s arms.
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The next morning, Mason drove the two of you down to London.
Last night hadn't changed everything, no, this change had already started weeks ago, but the moment in the club had made you realise that you were just fooling yourselves with beating around the bush and it was time to wake up and act like adults. And that meant making a decision. The decision to be honest with yourselves – and Ben.
“Hey, don’t be nervous. He’s your brother, he’ll be okay.”, Mason tried to reassure you gently, but being honest with himself, he was bricking it too. He had no idea how Ben would react as the topic of you and him had never once come up and he doubted Ben suspected anything.
“What if he’ll just shout at us and be super mad? Mase, I’m his little sister and I know how protective he is. I don’t want you two to fight or fall out because of me. You’re best friends.”
Mason squeezed your hand gently, his thumb running over the back of it in calming motions. “We won’t fall out, y/n. Please don’t worry about that. Worst case scenario is he’ll be mad for a couple of days, maybe weeks and then he’ll be back to normal. Okay?”
“Okay.”, you smiled, bringing your joined hands up to kiss his in appreciation.
The journey, which normally felt so terribly long, seemed to have taken only a few seconds today and when Mason stopped his car in front of Ben’s house you weren’t sure you were ready to face him.
“Mase, I don’t think I can do this. What if he’s gonna hate me or worse you? I can’t just go in there and talk to him and-“
Mason gently shut you up with his lips against yours and you almost immediately relaxed into him. Your heart slowed down and when he pulled away and stroked your cheek with his thumb, you smiled at him.
“Thank you.”, you mumbled with blushed cheeks.
“Okay to go in?”
“Yeah.”, you smiled. “Let’s face it.”
With a final kiss you eventually got out of the car and made your way up Ben’s driveway. Your heart was beating out of your chest when you knocked on your brother’s door and you were afraid your knees would give way any second. Maybe Ben wasn’t even home? That way you could avo-
“Oh hi.”, Ben smiled, but the confusion was visible on his features. He definitely hadn’t expected either of you and especially not the two of you together and when he asked you to come in with an unreadable expression on his face, your stomach dropped.
You were terrified.
And as if Mason could read you like an open book, he placed his hand on the small of your back, offering you the most support he could without drawing too much attention to it. Ben flopped down on his sofa, watching you curiously as you stood there, nervously fiddling with the hem of your hoodie.
“It’s erm…Ben there’s a reason why we came here so unexpectedly and it’s erm…a little difficult and I don’t really know how to explain it, I just…it’s complicated and I didn’t mean to…but, well…erm…”, you stumbled over your words. The whole speech you’d memorised during the drive down to London had disappeared, leaving you with an empty head and bright red cheeks.
Mason noticed how you struggled. He knew you wanted to tell Ben yourself, but it seemed as if you needed a bit more support from him to go through with what you’d wanted to say, so he removed his hand from the small of your back and instead grabbed your hand, lacing his fingers through yours and giving it an encouraging squeeze.
With one last deep breath, you eventually just blurted it out: “We’re…erm…we’re together.”
You could feel Mason’s surprised gaze on you the second the words had left your mouth, and you knew exactly why. This thing between the two of you? You were yet to put a label on it. Surely, you wanted to give it a go and start dating, but neither of you had ever even mentioned the word relationship. And now you’d simply gone and told your brother you were in a committed relationship.
But as Ben was already up on his feet, Mason simply went with it.
“I would love to say I’m surprised, but truth be told, I’m not.”, Ben laughed as he pulled you into a hug. “I‘ve been suspecting it for months now, to be honest.”
“Months?”, Mason asked incredulously. You hadn’t even been sleeping together for months, let alone talked about liking one another for that long.
“You two are like peas in a pod, never without the other and recently it became more and more obvious. I always knew you liked each other, but I didn't want to interfere.”, Ben explained, causing you and Mason to blush.
The two of you shared an incredulous look, unable to believe that what you’d made out to be such a big deal, had turned out to be the easiest thing in the world.
“So you’re…you’re not mad?”
“Mad? y/n, are you insane?”, Ben laughed. “You two are among the most important people in my life, you are family and I want both of you to be happy.”
He pulled away from the hug as his expression became serious for a moment. “y/n, you’re my little sister and all I’ve ever wanted for you was someone who treats you the way you deserve, someone who I can trust to take care of you and when there’s one person who would drop everything for you, then it’s Mase. He’s done it perfectly as your best friend and I can only imagine how much more protective he’ll be now.”
Mason who’d seen the tears welling up in your eyes reached out and with the gentlest of touches wiped a stray one from your cheek, basically confirming what Ben had just said. He pulled you into his side and kissed your temple before focussing back on his best friend.
“Thanks, Ben.”, he smiled. “I promise I’ll take care of her. She’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
“I know, mate.”, Ben nodded. “But I’m also happy for you because after all the shit you’ve been through those last years, you deserve someone who’s by your side unconditionally and who likes you for being you and not for your money or your status or whatever. You deserve someone who has your back all the time, but especially when you’re not there to defend yourself. She’s precious and just like you’d drop everything for her, she’d do the same for you. You both deserve each other, so no, y/n, I’m not mad. I’m incredibly happy.”
You couldn’t believe anything of what had just happened. Your fear that Ben would explode and literally shoot you to the moon didn’t come true. Instead, he was supportive and happy and had basically rooted for you and Mason to get together.
You were lost for words, unsure what you should say other than thank you, but thankfully Ben’s phone ended the situation rather quickly and your brother left you and Mason alone to take that phone call in the kitchen.
“So, we’re together now?”, Mason asked with a cheeky grind once he’d turned you in his arms so he could look you in the eyes.
He watched how an adorable blush painted your cheeks rosy and how you shyly dropped your gaze to his chest, but he was quick in tilting your head back up.
“I erm…I just thought…I don’t know, I just didn’t know what to say and…it’s just happened. Sorry.”, you stammered, unable to explain why you’d stated you were together when really you weren’t or at least hadn’t talked about that yet, but Mason simply laughed.
“So, you’re my girl then? Officially?”
“If that’s what you want?”
“y/n.”, Mason sighed. “I don’t need a talking stage or seven dates to figure out if I want you in that sense because I already know. It’s early days, but at the same time it’s not because we’ve spent so much time together already and I know that I’m in love with you. I’d love to be home to you in the way you’re home to me.”
“You are home to me, Mase.”, you whispered with tears burning behind your eyes. It felt as if you’d finally found your forever, your home, your person. The one man you wanted to spend your whole life with. “I’m in love with you too.”
With his arms wrapped tightly around your shoulders, Mason dipped down and pressed his lips to yours in a soft, loving kiss.
-
Later that night, with you sleeping soundly in his arms, Mason couldn’t help but feel as if he was about to explode from all the happiness he felt and although he hadn’t actually talked it through with you, he really wanted to world to know he’d managed to land the best girl in the world.
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Hello everyone 🩷 I saw this video on Instagram, and it inspired me to write this little thing. I hope you'll enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. The end is a bit rushed, but my fluffy side stopped working at some point 😂
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Mason just got home when he received a call from his sister. He immediately answered, excited to see his little nieces faces and to talk with them for a bit.
As soon as Summer's face appeared on the screen his face lit up.
“Hello uncle Masey”she screamed excitedly.
That was all he needed to make a hard day better “Hi little munchkin, how are you? How was the nursery today?”.
“It was good uncle Masey, is y/n with you? I need to ask her something but mummy doesn't have her phone number” Mason immediately started wondering why she would want to talk with you. Your relationship was a fresh one, you had met his family a couple of times but obviously it was too soon to say that there was a bond between you and his niece.
“No baby, she's not here, she is away because of her job. Why did you need her?”.
“Oh” her face immediately saddened “is she coming back soon? I need her on Monday” she said and her voice was full of hope.
“Oh munchkin, no, she is coming back on Wednesday because she is visiting her family for a few days once she's done with work. But why did you need her? Can I help you maybe?”.
“No you can't, we can invite one of our loved people to have lunch with us at school on Monday and I wanted y/n here with me” Mason’s heart clenched at her confession, he was expecting her to care that much about you, but hearing her words made him happy.
He immediately saw how Summer's lower lip was babbling, signaling that she was ready to cry so he tried to ease it for her “You know what? I'll call her now and ask her if she can come back earlier ok? I'll tell her that she can't miss a perfect lunch made by the cooks of your school, does this sound good?”
She immediately nodded, a smile was now adorning her little face again “Yes, thank you uncle Masey, I'll go to play now, talk with mum, bye, love you”.
“I love you too little one” he said laughing at her behavior.
Once he closed the call with his sister Mason sent you a little text not wanting to disturb you by calling.
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As promised one hour later you were calling him.
“Hi Mase, how are you my love?”
“Hi baby I'm good. How are you?”
“I'm good too, but what did you want to tell me? I'm nervous tell me please” you said giggling.
Your nosiness was one of the first thing he noticed about you, you hated not knowing things and it was one of the characters he love the most about you. It always made him laugh how it felt like you couldn’t live if you didn’t know what was happening.
“I love that side of you. You know?” You immediately blushed, still not being used to his compliments “by the way, it's about Summer. She has some sort of lunch with a loved one af school, and she wanted to invite you”.
“Are you serious?” You immediately asked, not believing his words.
“I am yeah, but there's a little problem. It's on Monday, and I know you're going to visit your family that day. Don't feel like you need to come back or something similar. I wanted to tell you, just in case you could make it”.
“I'll be there. I can met up with my family another time. I'll book the ticket. I want to be there for her”.
“Baby, I love you. But I don't want you to feel like you have to give up on seeing your family for this. There's going to be plenty of occasions to spend time with her”.
But you weren’t listening to him, you had made your choice and weren’t going to change it “ Mase, do you think you can pick me up if I get in Manchester at 11 pm on Sunday? This way I can see you and maybe we can drive to Portsmouth together, since you'll have a few days off?”
“Tell me you aren't already looking for plane tickets”
“You know me too well Mount, can you answer me please”
“I swear you're my favorite human being “ he said with a fond smile “of course I'll pick you up, and yes I would love to go to Portsmouth with you. I'll be finally able to show you all the places I grew up in”.
“I can't wait” you whispered.
Sunday fortunately came fast and you were finally back into the arms of the man you loved the most. You hadn’t told Summer you'll be there, the little girl was convinced her mum was going to be with her at the lunch but in reality you were going to show up there.
The drive to Portsmouth didn't feel as long as it really was, you and Mason took turns on who was driving and spent all the time chatting about all the things you've done in the week you spent away.
As soon as you were outside Summer's school you felt anxious, you didn't know how she was going to react. She thought you weren't going to be there and Mason had said to you that she was really sad when he told her that you couldn't make it, so would she be happy to see you?
“Baby, breath, she'll be the happiest ever. She really wanted you here and that's the best surprise she could have asked for,ok?”
You nodded, he was right, she wanted you there “You're right, I'll go. You're coming to pick us up later, aren't you?”
“Yes, I've planned an ice-cream date for the three of us later, if she's in the mood I'll take Mila with me too” he said and after a quick kiss you said goodbye to each other.
As soon as you got inside the school one of the teachers led you to Summer's classroom. She was playing with a few other kids and didn't notice you immediately, but when one of the kids screamed a loud hi to you she turned around and immediately spotted you.
She was frozen in place, you were the last person she was expecting to see today, but when you opened your arms for her to run into she made her way to you and squeezed you with her little arms.
“Hi! You came” she said haply.
“Of course I came, little one, I couldn't miss this. I'm so happy to be able to spend some time with you. And especially that you chose me for this, it’s an honor”
“Thank you, I'm happy now” she said and then kissed your cheek sweetly “come, I'll introduce you to my best friends”.
You had one of the best days of your life, Summer was visibly excto have you around, she showed you all her favorite toys and never left your side. At lunch time she sat next to you and you ate the lovely food they had prepared for you.
When it was dessert time the teachers collected all the kids and went into the kitchen telling you they had one last surprise.
All the kids came back with a little plate in their hands and when Summer came to you, you noticed that there were some biscuits on it. But what caught your eyes was the little writing on them “auntie”. She never called you that, and she didn’t know you were coming…
“Auntie, I made this for you. I was meant to make this for my mummy since she told me she was the one coming today, but I wanted to make this for you in any case. Do you like them? Mrs Taylor helped me to write it, I chose blue cause uncle masey told me it's your favorite color”.
You were surprised and your heart was full of love for the little human being in front of you “I love them Summer, thank you so much”.
After a tight hug you enjoy the rest of the time you had with her.
As soon as the clock hit 3 pm, you and the little girl made your way out,ready to spend the rest of the afternoon with Mason and Mila.
Once you were all reunited at Mason's parents house, Summer asked the latter to help her to fall asleep, so they went together into the room she was going to sleep.
Once she was all tugged under the fluffy blanket she started talking.
“Uncke Masey, I really love auntie y/n, you know? When are you going to marry her? I'm sure she is the perfect princess for you”.
“I really love her too Summer. But it's a bit too soon to get married, we don't want to scare her away, do we?”
The little girl just managed to slowly shake her head and after a few minutes she fell asleep.
When Mason came downstairs he snuggled up by your side, because the realisation of you being the right woman for him had his him hard after today and he wasn’t willing to ever let you go.
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sunny44 · 7 months
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Marriage
Pairing: Max Verstappen x ex fiancée!reader Mason Mount x Fiancée!reader
Warnings: anxiety and fights
Summary: Max leaves his fiancée y/n at the altar on their wedding day but after years of regretting what he did, by a miracle of fate (or Lando) she appears in his life again.
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My heart was racing as I stood at the altar, the cold sweat in the palm of my hands clashing with my racing thoughts.
The guests' whispers and expectant waiting for me to say yes, but I couldn't move.
Y/N, she deserved better than the mess I had made of things.
Just minutes before, I’ve been grappling with the weight of commitment.
Doubts, fears, and a paralyzing realization that I might not be ready had torn into me. In a painful instant, I’ve had made a gut-wrenching decision: to leave Y/N standing alone.
I could hear everyone's reactions as soon as I got down from the altar and started walking to the entrance of the church, for a moment I looked back and saw her being supported by her sister.
Everything would have been so much easier if I hadn't been a coward afraid of commitment, I wouldn't have left the love of my life in tears as I left as fast as my feet would allow.
There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think about and regret leaving her at that altar. The decision I've made that day is haunting me everyday. I was a pussy, running away from what could have been a beautiful future.
I walked into the bar with Daniel, who was talking about how excited he was to meet Lando's much-talked-about new friend.
"My God, I think you're more excited about seeing her than Lando himself.”
"Actually, I think she's more than just his friend, from the way he talks about her it sounds like he's completely in love."
"There they are." I pointed to the table where Lando was standing and I could hear him laughing and he was certainly in love with his friend.
"Hi guys, this is Y/n." He says smiling and she turns around and her smile disappears when she sees me. "This is Daniel and Max."
"You..."
"It's nice to meet you guys." She says before I can say anything and holds out her hand to us.
"Well, let's sit down."
The evening passed slowly and there was certainly a strange atmosphere when I arrived, but I think it was just me and her who noticed as Daniel and Lando were having a great time.
"Well everyone, everything was great but I have a lot of things to do tomorrow so I'll call it a night." She gets up and starts reaching for her purse.
"I'll pay for it." I say.
"If I wanted a men to pay for things for me, I'd be married." She says thickly and they look at her. "But thank you for offering."
She says goodbye and leaves and the boys carry on talking and don't even see me get up and go after her. She was holding her hand up for a cab to stop and I ran over and put her hand down and then the cab drove straight past.
"What's your problem?" She says and lets go of me.
"Can we talk?"
"No." She turns away from me.
"Please?" I ask again.
"No, I don't want to talk to you and in fact I never wanted to see you again." She says tearfully. "You have no idea how ashamed and humiliated I felt that day and how hard it was to get over you and move on. And now you turn up years later wanting to talk?"
“I want to say I'm sorry."
"No, you don't have the right to be sorry because if you were sorry you wouldn’t have humiliated me like that or at least called me and explained why you asked me to marry you and then left."
"I didn't want to do that."
"Then why did you do it? Why did you leave me crying on the church floor while you left?"
"Because I'm an idiot, okay? I was afraid of commitment and afraid that getting married at 21 was a mistake."
"And how long were you afraid?" She catches me off guard with the question. "Were you afraid on the day or had you been afraid for longer? And don't you dare lie to me."
"I was already feeling it but I didn't know exactly what it was."
"If you'd talked to me like you promised at the beginning of our relationship, none of this would have happened." She says and I feel my heart ache to see her like this. "Then I'm sorry if I don't want to hear or accept your apology."
"I'm sorry."
"Stop, stop repeating that." She started breathing heavily and talking quietly to herself and breathing badly. "I can't breathe, I can't breathe."
"Look at me." I hold her shoulders and she looks at me with wide eyes. "Copy my breathing, okay? Breathe in and out."
We stayed like that for a few seconds until she started breathing normally again but crying a lot so I pulled her in and hugged her, I could feel my shirt getting wet from the tears but after a while she calmed down.
"I'm sorry I stained your shirt." She says after pulling away and wiping the mascara stains.
"It's okay, I don't care about the shirt."
"Okay." She lets go and looks at the floor.
"Come on, I'll take you wherever you want." She agrees and follows me to my car.
She gives me the address and I drive her to her house. The car is silent until she turns on the radio and I look at her.
"I'm sorry, I should have asked." She turns off.
"You don't have to." I said, calling again.
10 minutes later we arrived at her apartment and I realized that it was very close to mine, I opened the door and she was about to leave but she took a deep breath and looked at me.
"Thank you for bringing me home."
"No problem." She gave a slight smile and went inside and I felt as if I would never see her again.
Little did I know that it wouldn't be the last time I'd see her.
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And also let me know if you want to be tagged in part 2 if I do.
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julianalvarez9 · 7 months
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BAD IDEA RIGHT? / MASON MOUNT
SUMMARY: You had a thing with Mason last summer, but life circumstances -better known as, your older brother, who is also a footballer, the distance between you two- made things difficult, to say the least. what happens when, after the summer transfer, he's closer than ever?
WARNINGS: picture of alcohol (kinda?), asshole brother who is also john stones (thought the rivalry was fun), mentions of killing someone (jokingly!!!), bff just wants the best for you!!!!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: kinda short but since this is different than what i've ever done before, i hope y'all still like it!! inspo from olivia's last song!!
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popcravenow Fotballer's sister, Y/N Y/LN, seen leaving what's presumed to be Mason Mount new home in Manchester. The pair was seen together for the last time a year ago, followed by relationship rumours that were quickly shut down by both parties. Head to our link in bio for more!
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user1 ICONIC BEHAVIOUR IF U ASK ME
user2 queen shit 🙏🏻
user3 not her dating him again now that he's playing for her brother's rival team lol
user4 wish i was her tbh
user5 she knows manchester is red
user6 are you telling me she could choose ruben dias and goes for MOUNT instead?
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pedrithink · 1 year
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ੈ✩ masterlist ੈ✩
last updated: july 12th, 2023
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social media fics
opposites attract - kylian mbappé
where there is golden retriever! kylian and his black cat girlfriend.
it girl - kylian mbappé
kylian is dating the gen’s it girl and can't help but be a simp for her.
unknown - kylian mbappé
kylian dates a person outside the media and fans find out about her.
love to hate me - kylian mbappé
kylian dates messi's eldest daughter and the media always talks that messi doesn't like him, they really don’t know the truth.
liverpool fan - jude bellingham
jude bellingham got a liverpool fan girlfriend and fans go crazy.
couple goals - kylian mbappé
you and kylian being the best celebrity couple ever.
break up - kylian mbappé
the media spreads that you and kylian broke up.
the sister of my best friend - jude bellingham
request: can you do an instagram au where the reader is trent's sister and soft launches her relationship with jude?
celebrity - pedri gonzález
request: hey, love your works a lot❣️ could you maybe do a social media fic where news report that pedri is dating this very famous celebrity and everyone is like :00 how?? but also WOW!! ;;; tyyy <;33
traitor - kylian mbappé
your boyfriend cheated on you, but you know someone much better.
secret - pedri gonzález
everyone thinks you and gavi are dating, but you have eyes for someone else.
mother’s day - kylian mbappé
celebrating your first mother's day.
my home - jude bellingham
jude and his low profile girlfriend.
london boy - jude bellingham
david beckham! daughter
you and i - jude bellingham
request: maybe you could do Jude and his girlfriend through different stages of their relationship
we find love - jude bellingham
request: can i request a jude x reader smau where the reader was jude's childhood bst, but they lost contact when they were younger (maybe around 10/11) bcos the reader had to move countries? then in one of jude's recent interviews, he talks about her and how he used to support him a lot but he doesn't know where she is and his fans find her for him
friends into strangers - jude bellingham
friends into strangers.
the other woman - mason mount
you will be always the other woman to some fans, but for mason you are the only one.
lost in paradise - jude bellingham
everyone thinks that you and jude have broken up.
surprise - jude bellingham
request: hi can you do where jude's camera pictures get leaked and everyone knows who his gf is.
private - jude bellingham
jude being a fool for you and you not giving a “damn” about him. reader! trent’s best friend.
no pics - jude bellingham
fans notice that you don't post many pictures showing your face.
birthday - jude bellingham
posts for jude’s birthday through the years.
changes - mason mount
mason joined manchester united and with all this hate, fans think that you should break up with him.
hate to love me - jude bellingham
request: gf that gets hated on for being jude’s gf and he defends her
one shots
i don’t feel alright - kylian mbappé
you went for the first time with kylian to a party, but you didn’t expect to see his ex-girlfriend.
“no makeup makeup” test - kylian mbappé
you do the "no makeup makeup" test with kylian and get an unexpected reaction.
icks - pedri gonzález
you do the "icks about eachother" trend with pedri.
thirst tweets - kylian mbappé
kylian and you sit down to read the thirstiest tweets.
forgetfulness - pedri gonzález
pedri forgot your birthday.
10 times - kylian mbappé
the ten times kylian realized he loves you.
marry you - kylian mbappé
kylian proposes to you, he won the world cup and you in the same night.
pain - kylian mbappé
kylian feels insecure with everything people say about him and you remind him of who he really is.
understand - jude bellingham
you and jude have had a disagreement during vacation, but you always know how to solve your problems in the best possible way.
mini series
love is not easy - kylian mbappé
everything seems more difficult when you are the shadow of your older sister and Kylian and her are in love with each other. part 2 / part 3
prenuptial - kylian mbappé
you and kylian are getting married and the subject of the prenuptial agreement comes into play, but kylian is not so sure about this. part 2
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mountttmase · 1 year
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Following on from the fic you posted today (loved it and your writing by the way) could you write y/n’s labour and the new babies birth and then after ollie comes to the hospital and is so excited to meet the baby sister he really wanted.
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In Awe Of You
Note - thought we could all use a bit of cheering up after Tuesday so here is a second part to this fic 💕 I hope you all like it and feedback would be much appreciated 😘
Pairing - Mason Mount x Reader
Word count - 2.6k
Warnings - fluff
‘Mason I swear to god if you look down there one more time I’ll rip your nuts off’ you yelled, halfway through another painful contraction and even though you knew what you said was a bit over the top, you were in too much pain to care.
You watched Masons face pale immediately, quickly shuffling back up to stand beside you before taking your free hand for you to squeeze whilst the other brushed the loose hair that had fallen onto your sweaty forehead.
‘Sorry baby’ he whispered, placing a gentle kiss to the end of your nose in attempts to soothe you but nothing would work at this point.
You’d been uncomfortable all morning but you told Mason it was nothing, probably just the baby moving about or your body getting ready to give birth but Mason wasn’t having any of it and dropped Ollie over to Lewis so he could get you checked and ease both your minds.
By the time the pair of you were halfway to the hospital, your waters had broken all over his front seat and when you had made it to the hospital a mere 20 minutes later to get checked over you were fully dilated and passed the point of being able to have an epidural like you’d had with Ollie. This meant you were forced to do things the old fashioned way and had to make do with gas and air but the pain was excruciating.
No matter how many times you breathed it in, the pain remained the same and you couldn’t wait to finally have your baby in your arms and for this all to be over. You didn’t even know how you’d got to this point as you weren’t due for another week and the whole day seemed to of passed you by in a flash.
Mason was trying his best, getting you everything you needed and generally just being the most supportive man you could ask for but for some reason he kept trying to take a peek at down there. You knew he must of been curious but you also didn’t want him seeing whatever the situation was and never wanting to go near you or sleep with you again.
‘You’re doing so well sweetie, a few more pushes and bubba will be out okay?’ Your midwife told you as another contraction came to an end and you felt Mason start to press kisses along your knuckles.
‘What do you need, baby?’ Mason asked and you looked up to so him staring back at you with wild eyes but you knew underneath it all he was petrified and even though a small human was about to come out of you, you wanted to let him know everything was okay.
‘A kiss for good luck?’ You asked with a laugh, slightly out of breath and his whole face softened and he lent down to give you the softest kiss he’d ever had but it was enough for you.
‘I’m in awe of you, you know that right? You’re so close baby and I’m so proud of you’ he whispered against your lips and you felt fresh tears roll from your eyes, this time out of joy rather than pain. ‘I’m here for whatever you need. Break my fingers if you have to I don’t mind’ he told you and you were about to reply but you felt a another contraction coming causing you to let out a big breath and groan in pain
‘Big push now, y/n. Baby’s head is almost here so I really need you to go for it’ you midwife said, and as soon as you felt ready you pushed as hard as you could until you couldn’t anymore. ‘Well done, baby’s heads out now so just one more and we’re done okay’
‘I can’t’ you whimpered, turning your head to Mason as you felt the sobs wrack through you. ‘I’m so tired Mase I can’t do it’
‘If I could do it for you, you know I would’ he told you, kissing your damp forehead as he scratched over your scalp. ‘You’re so so close, just once more and they’ll be here yeah? I know you can do it y/n’
His faith in you seemed to be all you needed to get yourself over the finish line, practically screaming the place down as your baby was finally born. The sound of its cries ringing out just as loud as yours as they were finally placed into your arms.
‘Congratulations, you’ve got a little girl’ you midwife told you, and you peered down into the two bright eyes that were staring back up at you. You could see she was perfect even through your tears and you couldn’t help but place a kiss on her forehead even though she was covered in goodness knows what. ‘Let’s get her weighed and checked over while we sort you out mum. Dad, would you like to cut the cord?’
‘Please’ he smiled enthusiastically before following what the midwife was telling him to do and soon after a nurse was gently lifting her out of your arms. You didn’t want to let go but you knew you both needed seeing too and you watched Mason follow like a lost puppy as he watched your daughter get weighed and checked, constantly wiping his eyes as he couldn’t hold his emotions in before he made his way back over to you.
‘She’s perfect’ he whispered cupping your jaw kissing you heavily. ‘Thank you, I love you so so much you have no idea’ he laughed, kissing you again before you were bought out of your bubble.
‘Dad? Are we up for a little skin to skin?’ One of the nurses asked and Mason was quick to whip his top off and take up the seat next to your bed. You watched the way all the nurses eyed his body up and you couldn’t blame them at all. He was flawless but you couldn’t tear your eyes away from his face as you watched him hold your tiny baby to his chest, his eyes filling with tears that flowed freely down his cheeks as he smiled down at the perfect little bundle.
‘Hey baby, it’s so lovely meet you’ he whispered, letting her hold his finger and you looked on with a huge smile on your face as the nurses cleared you up and put you back together again. ‘You’re so beautiful’ you heard his whispering, his thumb stroking her cheek gently as he took her in. ‘You are. You’ve got the most beautiful Mummy in the world and you’re gonna be the most beautiful baby’ he laughed and his glossy eyes were soon to peer up at you, full of so much love as his smile mirrored your own. ‘Look what you did’ he whispered
‘Look what we did, Mase’ you laughed reaching over to run your fingers through his hair as he sat and bonded with his daughter for the first time. He must of know you felt a little left out and as soon as the nurses were finished with you, he stood up not long after to bring her over, placing her back in your arms as you both wrapped a blanket around her before he got dressed again. ‘Looks like we’ve got another carbon copy of you’ you laughed, looking down at her sweet face that had started to settle a bit. ‘Damn you and your insanely strong genes’
‘I can totally see you’ he laughed, sitting on the bed next to you in the space you’d made for him. His arm coming around you and your head finding it’s place in his neck as you looked down at your perfect little bundle.
‘Would you like a picture of the three of you?’ One of the nurses asked and Mason was quick to pass her his phone so she could snap a few pictures of the three of you. ‘Do you have a name for her yet?’
‘We’re not really sure’ you told her, looking up to Mason with a smile. ‘We asked to not know the gender until she was born and we have a few names picked out but we wanted to see her first’ you told the nurse before your baby started to cry. You felt Mason stiffen next to you, clearly a bit concerned but when you repositioned her to feed her with a little help from the nurse he relaxed instantly, tilting your face up to his when the pair of you were comfortable.
‘I love you. So so much’ he whispered, pulling you in for a kiss that sent a shiver down your spine. All the pain of the last few hours now forgotten. ‘You’re so amazing’
‘I love you too’ you whispered against his lips, and you felt him smile before kissing you again. ‘I’m sorry if I squeezed your hand too tight’ you told him and he laughed before flexing his fingers to show you they were fine.
‘Don’t be silly, it was more than worth it. I’d do it 100 times over for this’
‘I’m sorry I said I’d rip your nuts off too’ you laughed and he chuckled along with you before kissing your forehead.
‘It’s fine. Although we need to keep these, they’re gonna be handy in a few years time when we make the next one’ he teased.
‘Yeah well I’m having way more drugs next time’
‘She’s worth it though right?’ He laughed, kissing her head lightly as she let out a tiny yawn.
‘More than worth it’ you whispered, your eyes filling up as it started to sink in that your baby was finally here and in your arms.
‘I’ll go pick up Ollie soon, need to get the car cleaned on the way too’ he smiled and you felt your face flush at the memory of your waters breaking all over his front seat and a small nervous laugh left your lips. ‘You’re lucky I love you’ he winked before kissing your daughters head again. ‘I don’t wanna leave you though, five more minutes’ he fake cried, holding you a little bit tighter as he stroked your hair softly as you both watched her fall asleep.
Mason left soon after you’d popped her into her crib so you could have a little nap yourself and call your family to let them know and they promised to visit as soon as you were home in order to give you some time to get settled. You managed to get in a half hour nap before you got hungry and it wasn’t long after that you heard Masons quiet voice as he came in with Ollie on his hip.
‘We need to be quiet yeah? Mummy might be asleep’ you just about heard him say and you smiled as your boys came into view, a pink teddy stuffed under Ollie’s arm whilst he held a pretty bunch of pink flowers in-between his chubby little hands and your eyes watered at the sight of them.
Ollie began wriggling around in Masons arms until he was popped down on the bed next to you where Mason reminded him to be gentle and he gave Mason a very serious nod before handing over the flowers to you.
‘For me? Thank you, baby. Come here and give me a kiss’ you smiled, holding his face as you kissed over his cheeks and he giggled adorably before hiding his face in your neck. ‘What’s this?’ You asked, stroking the head of the teddy that he was gripping onto for dear life and he looked up at you shyly.
‘For the baby’ he whispered, showing you the fluffy pink bear with a white heart on its tummy and your heart gave a squeeze at how nervous he seemed to meet his little sister.
‘Shall we give it to her?’ you asked just as Mason wheeled the little crib over to your bedside. You watched his eyes widen as he caught sight of her before looking back at you with a huge smile. You popped the little teddy in the crib just above her head before turning back to him with a hug smile to try and settle his nerves. ‘Would you like to say hello?’ You asked and he nodded his head furiously before you asked Mason to pass you her so he could get close to her. You watched as he reached out gently to touch her face before pressing a gentle kiss to her cheek. Your heart burst at the sight and your eyes filled with tears as you watched them interact for the first time as she opened her eyes up to have a little look around and say hello to her big brother. ‘When we’re home and I’m out of this tiny bed you can give her a proper cuddle yeah? Would you like that?’
‘Yes’ he giggled resting his head on your arm just as Mason placed himself behind the three of you.
‘Her face has changed so much since I’ve gone’ he told you, kissing your head as he gazed down at her.
‘Yeah, she looks even more like you’ you laughed , looking up at him as he winked at you before a curious look took over his face.
‘We should really give her a name, we can’t call her the baby forever’
‘What do you think Ollie? What name do you like?’ You asked him and you could tell he was really thinking about it as he watched her face, shutting her eyes so she could go back to sleep.
‘Matilda’ he smiled, clearly influenced but his new favourite film that he’d been watching on repeat lately and you looked up to Mason with a smile.
‘I actually quite like that, we can call her Tilly for short’ you smiled and he smiled back at you in agreement.
‘Matilda Bridget Mount’
‘Mason, I’m not naming our daughter after Stamford Bridge’
‘First of all it’s not for Stamford Bridge, Bridget is our mascot thank you very much and she’s a lovely lion. And secondly, it means strength and power and I like it. Please just let me have this one thing. I promise you can name the next one’ he laughed and you looked down at her with a smile, secretly liking the name they’d picked out.
‘Hello Matilda Bridget Mount. We’re so happy you’re here’ you whispered stroking her cheek gently as she let out another adorable little yawn.
‘The MM legacy lives on’ Mason cheered and laughed with him before motioning for Mason to take her so you could have a much needed cuddle with your first born. You watched on as Mason took her over to the window to show her the outside, promising her all the things they’d eventually do together once she was old enough and telling her about all the people who were excited to meet her. You could see her little eyes follow him as he moved and you were so overcome with joy for your new new addition you didn’t realise you were crying until Ollie began wiping your cheeks with his little fingers before placing a small kiss on your nose just like you always did for him when he was upset.
‘Love you, munchkin’ you whispered, holding him close just as Mason turned round to join you again.
‘What about me’ he pouted, placing Tilly in your arms again and sitting Ollie in his lap.
‘I love you too I guess’ you huffed before winking at him and leaving a kiss on his cheek. ‘And I love you princess, so so much’ you whispered, feeling Ollie and Mason lean into you as your shared your first of many proper family cuddles.
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notsoattractivearenti · 10 months
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1+1 = 4 (Mason Mount x Fem!Reader)
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Warnings: mention of c-section, post-surgery recovery
A/N: i haven’t written anything since last month and i’ve missed writing so here it is... dad!Mason for me and y'all my loves 🥰🫶🏻 apologies if this isn’t so good lol tbh i wrote this for my own comfort cuz it's been an extremely rough few weeks so i kinda needed this and i’m a huge sucker for my faves as attentive partner and dad fics! not to mention this is officially the longest fic I've written + posted here! hope you guys enjoy and i’d love to hear your thoughts thru ask/reply/reblog 💗 apologies for any grammatical errors! feedbacks are highly appreciated 🤍
You just woke up from a short nap after your C-section. Your baby was not supposed to be born for another month, but when your doctor saw the umbilical cord was wrapped around their neck during ultrasound, they told you and Mason that an emergency C-section had to be done the next day before your baby moved to the birth position. You recalled the day it happened.
You were really scared and nervous even though you have given birth before – but your first pregnancy and labor went smoothly so you didn’t exactly anticipate this. Plus, you had never gone through any major surgery your whole life ­– you just were not ready at all. You wanted another vaginal delivery but since the circumstances changed, you didn’t have a choice and all you cared about was your little one coming into the world safe and sound.
Mason was scared too, but he tried to conceal it from you. He just knew he had to be by your side all the time, as you were about to go through another life-changing moment but not as you planned. He was worried about the baby but even more about you ­– he felt so helpless because he basically couldn’t do anything but be there for you. If he could, he would make himself be the one who bears the pain instead of you.
On the way home after the checkup, you sat in the passenger seat and just silently stared at the road with your hand resting on top of your belly – subconsciously rubbing it sometimes – while thinking about the sudden news. Mason noticed how quiet you were, and as he drove he grabbed your hand to hold it tight.
“My dear, everything will be okay,” he said softly, “little peanut will be just fine. So will you.”
You sighed. “Maybe you’re right, but Mase...” Your voice was shaky, “I’m terrified. I really am...”
He took his eyes off the road for a second to glance at you, then kissed your hand and rubbed it with his thumbs repeatedly.
“I know, Y/N. But you’re the strongest person I’ve ever known and you’re going to get through this like the badass you are.” He assured you.
“And I will be with you the entire time and take care of you. I promise.” He added.
You smiled a little, still nervous but way less than before. You knew he was also worried yet he still gave you the comfort you needed. That is one of the things about Mason that made you fall in love with him in the first place.
“Also, picture how excited Gem will be when she finds out she’s going to meet her baby sibling soon!”
Before Mason even finished his sentence, the possible scenario was already playing in your head. You looked back to the time you and Mason broke the news to Gemma, your 4 year-old daughter – she screamed then cried out of happiness. She has been so excited to have a little sister or brother since and kept asking when will the baby be born. You could clearly imagine how she would react this time.
“Oh God,” you put your hand on your forehead and jokingly groaned, “she’s going to scream her ass off again isn’t she?”
He shook his head playfully and laughed. “Well that’s my daughter alright!”
During the surgery, Mason was sitting next to you the whole time, not wanting to let go of your hand. You were fully conscious since you had regional anesthesia, and to distract yourself from your anxious thoughts you and Mason chatted about the most random things – and it helped calming you down.
You both decided not to find out about your baby’s sex just like when you were pregnant with Gemma. Of course you two were curious, but you wanted to surprise yourselves. A boy or a girl, it doesn't really matter because you will love the baby regardless of the sex.
Suddenly, you both heard the sound of your baby’s cry. The doctor lifted them up so you two could see and excitedly announced, “Congratulations, it’s a girl!”
You and Mason had your mouths wide open and looked at each other immediately once you knew you had another daughter. She came to join your little family sooner than expected, but she was healthy and all your worry was gone in an instant. Mason kissed your forehead and your lips, then whispered to your ears, “Thank you baby, I’m so proud of you.”
The nurse then brought the baby to you so you could see her up close. She put her next to your face, and you could feel tears of happiness streaming down your face – the presence of your newborn girl warmed your heart.
“Hi baby girl,” you tearfully greeted your daughter, “welcome to the world! Mommy loves you so much.”
Mason watched that moment and he was left speechless. He couldn’t stop smiling and crying as he couldn’t find the words to describe the overwhelming joy and immense love he felt at the moment. He was still processing the fact that he had another girl to love for the rest of his life. As he wiped his tears, he quietly whimpered in awe, “she’s so precious… My little peanut.”
As you woke up from your nap post surgery, you could feel the anesthesia started to wear off. You moaned and pressed your lips together over the pain you felt on the incision area. You couldn’t really get up because when you tried to move even a little bit, it would hurt so bad. You looked around the hospital room you were in and you saw Mason sitting on the sofa near the window while holding your newborn daughter.
He didn’t take his eyes off of her even for a second, you could tell he was so in love. This reminded you of the day when Gemma was just born – once he held her in his arms, his eyes were locked on her.
You couldn’t stop staring at him as you found this moment so heartwarming and adorable. He then took a quick look at you and when he saw you were awake, a wide smile appeared on his face.
“Oh look, Mommy’s awake,” he said as he got off the sofa to come over to you, “how are you feeling sweetheart?”
“Uh… pain...” You muttered. “But don’t worry, I’m okay.”
“Oh no… I’m sorry, Y/N.” He knitted his eyebrows, the tone of his voice showed how worried he really was. “Tell me what I can do to help ease it. I’ll do anything to make you feel better.”
You smiled as his hand was stroking your arm.
“Thank you love,” you said to Mason, “but let’s just wait for the nurse. With you two here with me right now I can handle this pain.”
“By the way… Can you stop hogging my baby and hand her over to her mom?” You jokingly asked him.
“Oops, sorry!” He laughed while gently putting her on your side.
Few hours later, the nurse suggested you get out of bed and try walking around for a bit. Even though you were still experiencing discomfort, you gladly took her suggestion as you didn’t like laying in the bed for too long. Mason, who wasn’t fond of the idea, expressed his concern to the nurse.
“Ma’am, are you sure it’s okay? The wound on my wife’s stomach is still fresh… Isn’t it too soon?”
“Sir, I get your concern and I can guarantee you it is necessary as it is a part of the recovery. Moving around after the surgery helps the recovery process. Don’t need to worry, we’ll check in on you every so often. If you need anything, you can call us by pushing the button next to the bed.” The nurse explained to both of you in a calm manner.
Mason sighed in relief and nodded.
“Thank you,” you said to the nurse, “this is my first time going through a C-section and my husband and I have been very anxious about it. Not to mention this was unplanned so we didn’t exactly come prepared.”
“Understandable. It is normal to feel nervous, Ma’am. We are happy to help.” The nurse acknowledged your worries.
As soon as the nurse left the room, you tried to get out of bed and grimaced while one of your hands was on your wound area. Mason was getting you a glass of water when he saw you – fright was written all over his face immediately.
“Baby!” He spontaneously yelled as he rushed over to your side and helped you. out.
“Ssshh, Mase, I’m alright,” you put your arm around his neck and tried to soothe him, “just want to get up, that's all.”
“Don’t be so stubborn!” He was shaking a little – he felt a genuine fear. “My God, Y/N, you almost gave me a heart attack.”
“Oh please, don’t be a drama queen,” you couldn’t help but make fun of his reaction. “I said I’m alright, hahaha!”
He playfully rolled his eyes in response. You laughed at him and suddenly felt stabbing pain on your wound.
“Ouch!” You shouted. “Man, I can't even laugh without feeling pain!”
“Well, I’m glad you were amused but I guess no more comedy for a while for you, Mrs. Mount.” he said as he stroked your back.
Mason gently supported your body and carefully assisted you on taking your first steps post surgery. You squeezed your eyes, ground your teeth and winced as you were still experiencing the sharp pain – especially when you moved. Mason’s heart ached seeing you struggling like this, he felt guilty even but he knew nothing else he could do but support you throughout the recovery.
“Don’t rush it, sweetheart. It hasn’t been 12 hours after the surgery,” he emphasized. “Just take one little step at the time when you’re ready, okay?”
“Baby, Gem is coming here with my parents!” He excitedly shouted from across the room.
Your eyes widened and a squeal left your mouth when you heard that Gemma was coming. As you were in the hospital, Mason’s parents were taking care of her. You have been looking forward to the moment when your girls finally met. She had been impatiently waiting to be able to hold her baby sibling – she even practiced with her doll all the time. 
At this point you could stand up, walk, and sit down. The incision still hurt and discomfort came and went all the time but the painkiller was working well and the bliss of having a newborn was able to distract your mind from the pain. Mason had been so attentive to you and always ready to help you. He thought you needed a day to rest, therefore with your permission he respectfully asked everyone – except your parents and siblings – not to pay a visit at the hospital and wait until you all settled at your home instead. 
“Where is Gem now? Is she close? Are they here already?” You eagerly asked.
“I don’t know,” he answered, “I’ll call my mum.”
And before he even pressed call, Debbie texted him to let him know they just arrived at the hospital. He was beaming when he saw the text, and passed the news to you.
“They’re here! I’ll go get them,” he said as he kissed your forehead and got out to pick them up.
Trying not to hurt yourself, you didn’t act too excited on the outside but you sure were within. Sitting down on your bed, you pulled the baby crib closer and carefully picked her up.
“Hey little angel,” you whispered softly into her tiny ear, “you’re about to meet your big sister. She’s been waiting for you… You’re going to love her as much as she loves you.”
She made a slight smile and you noticed that. You chuckled, you thought it was like she was also excited to meet Gemma. You gave little kisses all over her cute face, and as you did that you could feel how you were completely filled with great love and glee – one more girl has stolen your heart. 
Suddenly, you heard the door was opened, followed by a little giggle you love so much. Your heart was beating really fast – it was going to be one of the biggest moments in your life – you didn’t know if you could handle your emotions when it happened.
You saw Gemma walking in with one hand holding her dad’s and the other covering her mouth. She looked so eager to finally see her baby sibling – she didn’t know it was a girl beforehand – and you wanted to see how she reacted when she found out she had a sister. Behind them were Debbie and Tony, and Debbie had already started recording with Mason’s phone. Gemma then saw you and excitedly yelled, “Mommy!”
You giggled and waved at her in response. 
“Do you want to sit next to Mommy and baby peanut, Gem?” Mason gently asked her.
“Yes Daddy! I want to see my baby peanut now!” She responded impatiently.
Mason picked her up and sat her down next to you. When she saw her sister up close, she squealed and said “Wow, baby peanut is so small and cute!”
You introduced your firstborn to your newborn.
“Gemma, meet Iris…”
She gasped and looked at both you and Mason in disbelief.
“You have a sister, Gem!” Mason cheered.
Gemma was so happy to have a sister and she started to cry. You might have pictured this beautiful moment in your head before but what really happened was a lot better than you had imagined. It was quite overwhelming to see how emotional she was and you eventually cried as well. Mason was really touched, almost shed a tear when he saw how you and Gemma were crying. He immediately grabbed some tissues from his pocket – he was aware this was going to happen – to wipe the tears off his girls’ faces.
“Mommy… Can I hold Iris?” Gemma nervously asked, her big brown eyes were still watery but you could see the sparkles of joy in them.
“Of course, sweetie.”
You carefully handed Iris onto Gemma’s lap, teaching her how to support Iris’ little body. She was so gentle and cautious, uneasy at first as if she was afraid to hurt Iris. Mason tried to ease her since he got how nervous Gemma was – he kissed the top of her head over and over again while assuring her that she was doing fine holding her sister – and it worked out even though it took a while.
Finally feeling comfortable, Gemma gently let go of one of her hands and started caressing Iris’ cheeks. Her eyes were locked in just like his dad earlier, and you just knew she was so deeply in love with her little sister. 
“She’s so beautiful, isn’t she, Gem?” Mason was beaming in awe and Gemma nodded in agreement.
Both Gemma and Mason showered Iris with kisses. The immense amount of love Iris was getting made your heart soar. You looked at your husband and your girls and thought to yourself: how did I get so lucky?
Mason then gave you a quick but passionate kiss on your lips. He looked deeply into your eyes and expressed his gratitude and appreciation for you.
“Y/N, the way you had to bear the pain to bring me two amazing kids to our life is unbelievable. You are the most incredible woman and I can never thank you enough for everything you’ve done for me, for us… I’m so lucky to have you as my wife and the mother of our girls. I will always try to make you happy, feel loved and give you everything you need and deserve because you have given me the life I’ve always dreamed of…”
You had no words and were about to cry again. You pulled him closer and pressed your lips against his – it was a moment full of tenderness and sweet affection. As your lips parted, you two whispered “I love you” to one another.
Debbie – who was still recording – and Tony were also emotional although they were trying to keep themselves together because they thought they didn’t want to ruin the beautiful moment between your little family. You then asked the grandparents to come see the newest addition to the Mount family.
“Iris Mount… Such a beautiful name, Y/N!” Tony complimented.
“That’s perfect for her! Thank you, Y/N, for giving us wonderful grandkids!” Debbie chimed in and gave you a hug.
“Uh, Mum… I contributed too, you know. Why don’t I get a thank-you? ” Mason jokingly protested.
“Yes but you weren’t the one who carried them for months and gave birth, were you?” Debbie lightheartedly replied.
You chuckled at their banter – you held yourself back from laughing as usual because it would hurt you.
With his mother clearly winning the argument, Mason humorously backed out, pouted then stated his closing statement.
“That’s true. But Y/N and I do make the most beautiful babies.”
Debbie and Tony couldn’t help but laugh at his comeback.
Yes, he might not be the one who was pregnant and given birth, but he has always been an amazing and present father to Gemma. No matter how tight his schedule could be, he would always make time for her daughter. He might have missed a few milestones that happened unexpectedly but other than those he never wanted to miss out so much on his daughter’s life. When he was out of town for away games, he always asked for daily updates on Gemma and called you on Facetime in every chance he got.
Mason is an ultimate girl dad and takes great pride in it. He would dress up as princess wearing a tiara and Gemma’s little dress that barely fits him and have a tea party with her, buy a makeup set she asked for, and sometimes he would show up at training wearing a headband with the biggest bow on his head because Gemma put it on him before he left. He always said he loves being a girl dad and would do it all over again – now he really gets to do it all over again…
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yungbludz · 1 year
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home for the holidays — mm
AUTHOR: not my best work
SUMMARY: returning home for the holidays only to find your ex in your house…
WARNINGS: smut, nsfw content, +18
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“Mom! Dad! I’m home!”
It was how it started. You had the biggest smile on your lips as you walked around the house, headed into the living room to greet them properly. You left your bag next to the front door and excitedly stepped into the room. The smile soon dropped off your face.
“Look who came to visit us, y/n!” Your mom stated happily as she turned her head to look at you.
“Hey there.” Mason Fucking Mount.
Your mom and Mason’s mom had been close friends since you were born, a detail you should have taken in consideration when you started dating in high school. In fact when you broke up after three years of relationship it was hard to completely cut off all the bridges and as much as you wanted to kill your mom in the moment you set foot in the living room, you also couldn’t be a hypocrite considering you still kept in touch with Mason’s mom.
You didn’t hate Mason and nor did Mason hate you. But you weren’t exactly on the best of terms. Having broken up for several reasons you didn’t talk to each other for five months before bumping into each other, both on different dates. It had hurt to see him with someone else and vice versa but it was the right thing to do. After that encounter you didn’t see each other for another three months. When Declan hosted his birthday party on a private yacht. Loads of alcohol, loud music and little to no clothing weren’t a good combination for you and Mason. Therefore you found yourselves fucking on that same night, after months of no contact.
To see him in that moment in your living room wasn’t exactly ideal. Mason had been staring at you throughout the whole dinner, which was spent listening to your father’s old anecdotes, your sister and her boyfriend’s jokes and your mom praising Mason at any given chance. She still wasn’t over your break up. Just like her daughter possibly. You glared at the Chelsea player a couple times, trying to make him stop staring at you. Last thing you needed was your mom convinced of a comeback.
Then you all played board games just like the old times. One, two, three more glasses of wine and you were already tipsy. It all felt too familiar. With Mason by your side and your family around. You decided to call it a night when the clock hit eleven in the evening. Or so you should have…
“Look at yourself. This is what you wanted, isn’t it, baby? You wanted me to fuck that attitude out of you.” Mason murmured in your ear as he kept your hips still, thrusting in and out of you. Your eyes focused on the mirror in front of the bed you were currently laying on all your fours.
“No I didn- fucking hell…” you tried to lie but it was useless because Mason knew he could fuck those lies out of your mouth. Besides, there was no point in lying when he had his confirmation right in front of his eyes.
“That’s what I thought… It’s okay, I’ve missed you too, sweetie.” He chuckled, delivering a slap on your ass cheek which made you only clench around him harder. Mason grunted, trying to keep it quiet. He remembered all the times he had to sneak in and out of your room after having had the best sex of his teenage life. Some things never changed after all…
“You’re such a prick…” you mumbled out, still trying to look at him in the mirror. His toned muscles flexing all the times, his smug and his pleased face. Mason chuckled again.
“Language, baby.” He slapped your ass again. But he knew it wasn’t a punishment for you.
“Asshole…” you said again. The Chelsea footballer gripped your hips tighter and started to go harder on you, watching how his length slipped in and out of you. He found this whole situation pretty ironic considering you always promised each other to stop. It had been four years since you had broken up yet every time you met you couldn’t behave.
“I love this pussy… You take me so well, darling.” He admitted, glancing up at you through the mirror: your chest was pressed against the bed as he fucked you from behind. He had always loved that position in your childhood bedroom, it was such a good sight to look at through the mirror.
“Harder, Mase…” you asked and he delivered, giving you what you wanted how you wanted it. He could feel himself getting closer to his release, cock twitching in your tight walls.
“I’m so close…” you admitted, legs almost giving out when he started to rub your clit. He knew your body so well you hated it because no one felt as good as him. His thrusts were hard and slow, quickening a bit towards the end. His hands occasionally pulled your hair, making you yelp in surprise.
“Look at us when you cum, baby.” He smirked against the skin of your back. His dirty talking was the cherry on top, pushing you over the edge, followed by him right after. You panted against your sheets, trying to breath normally again. You had to pray your parents were already sound asleep. Mason pulled out, getting rid of the condom. He then laid next to you.
“Why didn’t you ever call me?” You asked, feeling as if you were sounding pathetic but you knew it was useless to feel stupid or embarrassed after having slept with him for the hundred of time. Mason turned his head to look at you.
“ ‘Cause you said you didn’t want me to?” He was confused now. You sighed, pulling your shorts up and realizing it had been, in fact, your ‘fault’.
“I lied...”
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safeplaceholland · 1 year
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I just wish it had Mason Mount x reader!sister ☹️ him as a brother 🥰
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natwrites08 · 5 months
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“Soccer Moments” (Mason Mount x FemReader) 
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Summary: Mason is invited to join the hosts of Ridiculousness and bringing his girlfriend along will let his individuality shine.
Word Count: 1.5K
Warnings: Fluff
a/n: This is a request that I got for Mason, usually I really try to make my stories as accurate as possible, so I had to take my time with this one. I loved Ridiculousness. When I arrived in America, MTV was the only channel my sister and I would watch, even though we didn’t know much English.
 By the way this whole story will be completely made up, is ridiculousness still running? It's always on, but I have no clue. Also the title is because it is an American show, so soccer is what Rob would call it. Thanks for the request 💕
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To be invited to the last season of Ridiculousness was not on Mason’s bucket list, almost because he didn’t think it would happen. He loved the show when he was younger, one of the only shows that were on in the middle of the night. 
He loved the simple banter that was funny and almost never offensive. He even sometimes watched reruns just to have a laugh, so he couldn’t believe his luck at being invited. 
“Love, guess what?”
“What’s wrong?”
“Have you ever heard of the show Ridiculousness?”
“Yeah I loved it, I stayed up hours to see if they would play the Justin Bieber episode, when I was a teen, why?” He gave her a confused look.
“What? That’s why I fancied you, brown hair and eyes”
“ I don't look anything like Justin Bieber, but now that I know your type I will push away any brunettes, anyways, I just got invited, apparently it's the last season, for real now, and they are doing a little tour around the countries that gave the show a lot of popularity, and I was lucky to be invited”
“That’s exciting baby” his girlfriend who was just as obsessed with the show when she was a teen, jumped up and down with him, so now he had no choice but to take her.
“I was going to take my brother, but do you want to go with me?”
“He won’t get mad right?”
“No he always found Rob annoying”
“Perfect, when is it”
“In about a week, I better start picking my outfit” 
He was really dramatic, but she remembers MTV being all about fashion and streetwear back in the day, so she also had to be in her best outfit, but knowing that she was a simple girl, she would pick the most basic outfit, which was never a bad idea. 
The days leading to the show were tedious only because Mason couldn't control his excitement and his nerves, he was trying to practice jokes and be more cool. Which was absurd because everyone that knew him would say that he was chill and on board with having a laugh. 
“Are you watching reruns?” She said as she took a seat next to him.
“Yes, I’m trying to see if I will fit in” 
“You will dummy, you’re the funniest and most easy going guy that I’ve ever met”
“You’re biased, you tell me that I’m the best at playing football, the best at kissing, the best…”
“The best boyfriend in the whole world, so value and accept my point of view, I have no doubt that you will kill this” 
“How will I laugh?” 
“Mason, your laugh is beautiful, the breathy one, when you’re trying to not giggle, I could go on, just be yourself, there’s a reason why they decided that you would be perfect” giving him a simple kiss, they focused on the show. 
The day before the show, he had to meet everyone and rehearse a few things, pitch in some ideas and become comfortable with Rob and the other hosts. He also had a bit of a surprise for his girlfriend. 
She was constantly calming him down, even on the way there she was reassuring him that his charming self will make a permanent appearance. So he had no doubt that she will enjoy the show 
“Our guest today is a professional soccer player, the golden boy Mason Mount” he came out of a tiny ramp, saying his hello’s to everyone and finally sitting down.
“Hello, thanks for having me” 
“No thank you, Mason is the first pro soccer or football player that we’ve had on the show” the applause from the people was heard, and from his smile he appreciated the fact that he was the first one. 
“So why the golden boy?” 
“I don’t know really, I suppose the people liked me at the time, I’m not as young or talented anymore to be called golden or boy”
“Well I can assure you that you are golden but others aren’t as lucky and they are simply called boys” 
The videos shown were of boys being very bad at sports, getting hurt and so on. Mason was having the time of his life, laughing and commenting when appropriate, but he still looked a bit tense.
They had segments of bad football clips, where even Mason was featured, for being cringey and he had to laugh because he knew that it wasn’t a lie. 
“A few years back you scared a friend of yours but recently videos of you being petrified have been circling around” 
“Yeah, my girlfriend loves to scare me” 
“She’s the one that scares you?”
“I’ve tried to scare her but she just doesn’t flinch” he kept looking at her, with a little smile. 
“So you’re the scaredy-cat in the relationship?” She was laughing now because it was true, it was so easy to scare him. It was never malicious, but he just never looked around. 
“There’s no shame in that, look at her laughing” 
“She’s here?” 
“Yeah, right there…” he pointed at her, and now her face felt hot. She didn’t get scared but she was really shy, a scaredy-cat to the public eye because she hated cameras. 
“…she just doesn’t like to be in video” 
“Right because she’s the one always behind it, come up here, we don’t bite” she approached the hosts, shaking hands with rob and Steelo. 
“So you’re the menace that messes with him?” 
“In a way I am, he is very easy to frighten”
“But you’re not frightening at all? What’s the process like”
“You have to be spontaneous, I mean when he tries to scare me, his breathing is very loud, so he gives away his cover, but I’m more of a horror enthusiast so when he least expects it I jump out of a random cabinet” 
“We actually put together what we like to call Mason moments, and feel free to laugh along, he won’t mind” 
Through every video of her scaring him, she had to explain the aftermath, it was very entertaining having to rush through an explanation while Mason whined an excuse next to her.
Can scaring someone be considered a love language? Because if so then that was definitely hers. The reaction that he had but also him just hugging her instead of getting angry shows that he didn’t care. 
“She’s very sneaky”
“Do you hug her right after?” 
“Yeah, it’s like an instinct if it wasn’t her, I reckon that I would hug whoever it was that scared me” 
He felt more relaxed having her next to him, he completely let loose, ignoring his doubts about not being funny enough. Rob's narration made everything even better, never making him or his girlfriend feel uncomfortable for the remainder of the show. 
“Well, do you ever feel bad about scaring him?”
“Not really because I get a hug right after” the audience’s laughter was heard. 
“Man, I do not know if you’re encouraging her, I think you are” the show continued to the last videos, only he was more talkative and happy to be there. The high speed recap played and then they were saying their goodbyes. 
“Mason, thank you so much for being here, and for bringing your lovely girlfriend. England loves you for a reason, a small town boy and the first ever pro footballer on ridiculousness, see you guys next time” 
They of course said their thanks to Rob for the great opportunity, and for being such a great host and entertainer. To be fair the show wouldn't be as funny if it wasn’t for his storytelling as the videos played. 
“Did you have a good time, Mase?”
“I’m honestly buzzing, you made everything better” 
“Did you know about me getting called up?”
“Yeah we were making sure that everything was rehearsed but not unauthentic, so I told him about you, since the segment of people scaring me would still be featured, did you mind it?”
“Of course I didn’t, I loved getting to do this with you, a great memory to have to close off our generation in a way” 
“It’s sad seeing how much older we’re getting, but as long as I’m with you, I don’t mind it, especially if you keep scaring me and reassuring me, but most importantly loving me” 
“Love you to baby, now when will this be out so we can watch it, now we’re tv personalities” 
“I don’t know really, but I’m sure that we will look great…” 
It’s amazing getting to do activities with your partner, not only because they bring ease to your chaotic mind but because they bring out genuine reactions from you. 
It was a great idea inviting Mason for their last season ever, now officially concluding a show that catered to millions of young people all over the world. A generation that still enjoyed funny videos without depending too much on a phone because they had Ridiculousness to watch. 
Like her and Mason at the moment watching the episode, seeing their faces and the reactions of people, and how genuine everything was, while the fans enjoyed Mason content. 
She loved that she had a video that captured their happiness and shared interests as well, so as they watched under some blankets while eating popcorn, they realized that they wanted to continue making memories together all to create moments of pure happiness. 
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a/n: I know that this request took me forever and I’m sorry, I only had this request at the time and I kept pushing it back, thinking that I would get more. Luckily inspiration hit and I was able to finish it, since I did get stuck plenty of times. Thanks for reading and I hope that whoever requested it, is still reading and content with the story. Lots of love- Nat ❤️
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