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wecanseethekilos · 9 months
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IVE GOT TO START SEEING MORE FICS ON JOAO FELIX BUT IT U CANT THATS TOTALLY FINE
YEAH OFCC!! 🤭 DO YOU HAVE A SPECIFIC SCENARIO IN MIND??? you can reply with another request <33
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wecanseethekilos · 9 months
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feel free to request !! i write for just about all footballers. i can’t promise that i’ll respond to all ❤️❤️
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wecanseethekilos · 10 months
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All I Want Is You — Jude Bellingham
— Parings: Jude Bellingham x Reader
— Summary: Jude takes you to his apartment after a drunken night
— Warnings: None (???)
— Author’s Note: tbh i wrote this quite awhile ago i just rlly wanted to post it 😭
play “all i want is you” by miguel rn!! it fits the vibe 100%
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It was late at night when you and Jude finally left the party. It was a relatively small gathering of Jude’s teammates attending London’s hottest club.
His hand was wrapped around your waist while opening the door to his apartment. You broke free from his grip and stumbled over to the kitchen island. “Jude! Guess what?” you said in a singsong voice, slumping your head on the counter, “I kissed a boy tonight” He walked over and lifted you from the counter, leading you to his room. “I know. I saw you.” He says. “Were you jealous?” you whispered while raising an eyebrow. “Love, you’re drunk, do you know that? Hm?”
You shook your head yes furiously. “I had two shots, two cocktails, and another shot.” you twirled onto his bed. “I wanted to forget.” His expression suddenly went from concerned to puzzled. “You wanted to forget what?”
“You.” you sighed, “How much I want you. But we both know I can’t have you.” He walked over to the bed and sat beside you, helping you remove your heels, “I’m right here.”
“But your my best friend,” I huffed, “I can’t lose you. Literally no one dates their best friend.” He fiddled with the straps of your heels before placing them on the floor and speaking up. “You won’t lose me,” he brushed your cheek, “It was always you.”
You stared at his lips then into his eyes. Your stomach fluttered at the thought of kissing him. He didn’t know how long you wanted to just kiss him. As if he read your mind, he crashed into your lips. The kiss was slow and passionate. It’s crazy what 4 years of pent up emotions could do to you. His hands rested on your hips. Your hands grasped his white button down shirt.
He pulled away, lips curving into a smile. “I like kissing you.” You giggled, smiling back. “finally.”
Your lips dove back into his. Wrapping your arms around his head, giving a fiery kiss. That familiar feeling of fluttering in your stomach returned. This was all you wanted. You were the first to pull away this time. “You just can’t help yourself, can you?”
“I just kissed the Jude Bellingham. Who couldn't help themselves?” He chuckled, “Let’s get you changed.”
He grabbed one of his shirts from his closet and walked back over to me. “Jude?” you called. “Hm?” He replied.
“I need help with my clothes,” you whined and sat up so he could unzip your dress. Jude pushed your hair back and started to unzip my dress. He slid it, down, leaving you exposed with only your undergarments.
You’ve never felt uncomfortable around Jude. You’ve known him for so long you’d trust him with anything. “Lift your arms for me, love.” you obeyed and lifted your arms so he could slide the shirt on.
“Thanks,” you smiled. Jude pulled the covers over you and smiled back. “Goodnight,” you said while slurring your words. He simply planted a kiss on your forehead and turned off the lamp.
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