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# ❛SUMMARY .・゜゜・ ꒰ forbidden romances are often the sweetest ꒱ # ❛PAIRING .・゜゜・ .・゜꒰ achraf hakimi x fem! mbappe! ice skater! reader ꒱ # ❛GENRE.・゜゜・ ꒰ brothers best friend, best friends younger sister, forbidden romance, secret dating, angst ꒱ # ❛WORD COUNT .・゜゜・ ꒰ 1.1k ꒱ # ❛WARNINGS .・゜゜・ ꒰ hints to lack of eating, overworking, neglect, and strained relationship, jealousy (kylian is jealous of Ethan), making out in the middle of an ice rink ꒱ # ❛AUTHORS NOTE .・゜゜・꒰ this was requested by @annalolsstuff you didn't specify which footballer you wanted it to be about, so I just wrote about Hakimi cuz he lives in my brain rent-free - also, I'm a sucker for secret dating ꒱

"I'm home!" the door to Kylian's Paris apartment swung open as his sister. Slamming the door shut, she quickly removed her shoes and stripped herself of her winter coat before making a beeline towards the kitchen, completely ignoring him and his unexpected guest. "Good to see you too, Y/N. How was your day, Kylian? Oh, thanks for asking, dear sister of mine. It was amazing. How was yours since you know I haven't seen you since the crack of fucking dawn."

It was moments like these that made the ice skater question how she was related to this knuckle brain. as Kylian engaged in a one-sided conversation with himself, the younger Mbappe sibling internally facepalmed at his stupidity. "Yeah yeah, amazing you too, Ky" the girl didn't even bother looking in his general direction as she scavaged through the fridge looking for the food she had made for herself.

Slamming the fridge shut in frustration, "Ky, have you seen my food?" the french skater asked, looking at the PSG player. "Have you greeted my friends or me, sœur?" huffing as she opened a bottle of water, she looked at her brother with an unamused smile. "Hello, Kylian and friends, have you seen my fucking food." if sarcasm was an art form might as well call her Van Gogh. She took a sip of her water. "I ate it"

"Kylian Mbappe Lottin!" angry at the prospect of no food, Y/N threw her water bottle at her brother's head. As he groaned at the impact of the bottle, "With a throw like that, you should be a basketball player, not a skater", cue the laughs from his friends as she rolled her eyes before she noticed the time. "Shit", and with that, the girl grabbed her gym bag and was halfway up the stairs. When her brother yelled something along the lines of 'where are you going?'

"I have extra practice. The only reason I came home was to freshen up." Yelling loud enough so that he could hear her, and with that, her bedroom door was slammed shut. Stunned at what he had just heard, he turned to face his friends "What the hell" he was confused about how his baby sister could be going out to practice again after being out since 5 am - it was now 9 pm. "She can't be serious?" he questioned, unsure who he was asking.

"She's probably stressed, Kylian. Cut her some slack. Olympic selection is coming up. She is probably just worrying about that." Safe to say, everyone was surprised when Achraf Hakimi spoke in the girl's defence. "How do you know that?" Now Mbappe was suspicious. His sister hadn't told him about selections, and his best friend knew about them before him - safe to say, something was amiss. "It's the only thing people have talked about for weeks, and everyone wants her to be selected, but she's got tough competition. Check Twitter. It was trending"

The French star wasn't convinced but decided to drop the topic for fear of causing an unnecessary argument. "I'm sure she'll be selected. I mean, look at her ela é incrível," Neymar interjected, knowing the female Mbappe was talented beyond compare. "Yeah, but sometimes I feel like she doesn't know that." it was true that sometimes he was worried about the health of his sister, constant training and working had taken its toll on her, and with everything that went on in both of their lives it was as if they had became strangers to each other.

Sometimes Kylian would find himself getting jealous of Ethan because it seemed that he knew about everything that was going on in her life while he was watching through a glass window. Though he couldn't blame Y/N for that, the number seven was an extremely busy person, but sometimes it felt like he never really knew her beside her overflowing passion for figure skating.

"I'm sure she does, Kylian," Ramos said, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. But their wholesome moment was interrupted by a door upstairs banging. With the subject of the conversation running down the stairs. Hair freshly dried, a fresh set of clothes and her gym bag in hand. She quickly stopped at the kitchen, throwing protein bars and energy drinks in her rucksack. "You can't be serious," Kylian asked in disbelief as he watched in horror at what his sibling was putting in her bag.

"You can't seriously call that dinner? Can you? Stay home, please. I'll buy you food, anything you want." The oldest pleads with his sister, wanting to spend quality time with her. "Ky, I can't. Selections are coming up, and I need to prep", and with that, she walked over and kissed his temple. "Look, I have to go, but maybe tomorrow." looking defeated, Kylian nodded, but he knew that would never happen. The two were busy, and their schedules never aligned. But that's what you said last time, he thought as he watched his sister bid everyone goodbye and leave for training.

"Took you long enough." safe to say this was a bad idea. Hakimi was her brother's best friend, but here she was, making out with him in the middle of the ice rink where she should be training. Y/N felt horrid for lying to her brother, but all thoughts about him disappeared when her lips met Achraf's. How they got to this point, she didn't know, but she wasn't complaining. They met through Kylian, and instantly they were drawn to each other, but no one suspected a thing. Why? Because they never interacted when they were in the midst of others.

"Sorry, my love, but I couldn't leave straight after you" breaking the kiss momentarily, the Moroccan pressed his nose against hers, "they would have suspected something." with that being said, they continued to kiss each other without a care in the world. As Hakimi gently pushed the girl down onto the ice, he hovered above her without breaking the kiss. As their bodies pressed against each other, neither of them intended to stop.

"You know we should probably tell your brother about us," the number two said as he started to trail wet kisses down the skater's neck, sucking and biting patches of skin. "You know how he is going to react, Raf. He can barely stand me being next to male skaters, let alone his best friend - fuck" a harsh bite on the neck made the girl moan in bliss as the brown-skinned man continued to leave marks along her neck. "But seriously, we need to tell him."

"Tell me what, Hakimi."

"Kylian! what are you doing here."

"I could ask you the same question."

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WOOF WOOF WOOF - Part 2 <3

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"Tell me what, Hakimi."

"Kylian! what are you doing here."

"I could ask you the same question."

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Reaction : Ateez Bitten or Turned

「Synopsis」 : Reaction to Ateez bitting or turning their s/o

「Word count」 : 2.5k

-> Genre: Suggestive, Fluff, Angst, Gore. Supernatural.

Paring: Vampire!Ateez x Human!Reader

[Warnings] : Mention of Death. Most of the boys think they are monsters. Mentions of the Mafia in Seonghwa part. Blood drinking (obviously). Details of sexual activities. Swearing. Pet names. Blood (again, obviously). Angst in Yunhos part.. oops. Reader dies.. woops. Yeosang is a little mean and blood hungry. San has glowing eyes (that's a warning, haha) The reader is Human except for Mingi's story where they are a wolf. Kidnapping. Wooyoung calls you Doll cause that's a warning. Fingering, oral. Making out. Mention of a blood moon making vampires crazy with blood lust. If I missed anything let me know

Notes : Thank you @ddeonghwva for loving my wolf!ateez seires and then gifting me this idea or some vampire!ateez. A little secret, even though i mostly write Wolf aus, my favourite supernatural creatures are vampires. Ahha, so I very much enjoyed writing this. So thank you again, and I hope you enjoy. ♡♡

HONGJOONG : TURNED

A Lord of the Kingdom and your king. You were his queen, but you soon realized he would one day outlive you. He had run the kingdom for centuries and never had a queen until he met you. He never thought of the idea of love until he met you. And this thought came to worry you. It became such an obsessive thought that you started to think of the unspeakable. The one thing you knew Hongjoong would never do. He wouldn’t want to put you through a permanent change. Altering your DNA completely. Losing the humanity you were greatly born with. With his words exactly; ‘I can’t make you a monster like me.’ But in truth, you didn’t see him as a monster, more of a creature with a higher purpose. He was your king, the love of your life. Your beautiful monster. And you wanted to be with him for the rest of your life and more. Through the undead. From death, we shall never part…

“Are you sure you want this? I can’t change you back once it’s done.” He held you close on his lap while a burning fire started to settle behind you in the old fireplace.

“Yes, Joong. You are my one and only. I want to be with you. For eternity.” His Undead heart swooned at your words, leaning into your neck. He could smell the blood pumping through your flesh.

“As you wish. My dearest.”

SEONGHWA : BITTEN

The right hand to one of the ruthless gangs, Seonghwa, was feared just like the others under Ateez. He never showed any form of mercy until he met you, the rival's daughter with a heart of gold. He became obsessed with you. His mind wandered to the idea of ruining you. Tainting you until you become his little blood bag. But yet he kept his composure, never wanting to put fear in your eyes. He grew soft around you, harm was never an option. He was now going to be your protector whether anyone liked it or not. This would be a secret, of course. You were his rival's daughter, and he would do nothing but show how much he hated you in front of others. But behind closed doors, in the comfort of his penthouse. He could show you exactly how much he adored you. And what made his undead heart do flips was when you begged him for him to seal your love for one another in the form of a bite mark.

“Fuck Bunny. You want me to bite you?” His thrusts didn’t falter. “Drink your sweet blood?” You clenched around him at his words making him chuckle. “Fuck you want that? Dirty little girl. Wanting me to mark you. Drink from you. What would your father think?” He ran his nose against your neck, inhaling your scent. “Hmm Let’s see how sweet you taste.”

YUNHO : FORCED TO TURN

The forest was under the safe protectors of the land. The Ateez clan. Through their hard work, many different species could co-exist with one another and live in peace. Even to the point that mixed couples became near normal and life grew into a new era. You and Yunho were the first mixed couple among the vampiric male rulers. You were his little human. The love of his undead life. One night, a confession left him with worry. You were scared he wouldn’t love you when you grew old. He was quick to shut down your anxious thoughts, saying he would love you no matter what. And just like that, you never brought it up again, living in peace with your supernatural boyfriend. But peace did not seem to stay as one dark day. A clan of rogue vampires invaded the east of the forestry. Where your little house was situated. And Yuhno was in the main hall building working on business further south in the forest.

Death came knocking on your door. And when Yunho got the call, his legs worked faster than his mind. You were dying on the floor, blood scattered everywhere. The clan wanted to get back at Ateez, so they went after you and anyone else who was weaker first.

“Baby please, stay still.” His voiced crack, holding you close, the other members checked the rooms of the house and went to find the rogues. “Tiny…You’ve lost a lot of blood.”

“Yunho…P-Please… Don’t” You started to cough up blood. “Don’t even think about it.” Even though you were dying, you didn’t want to accept the only option you had suddenly been given. Yunho came up with an idea that he swore he'd never do. But when it's your life on the line, he is willing to do anything to protect you. Even if that meant you might hate him afterwards. Even if that meant he was going to turn you into the monster you or he never wanted. Call him selfish, but he couldn’t live without you.

“I’m sorry little one… Please Forgive me…”

YEOSANG : BITTEN

He was your best friend for as long as you could remember. He was always there for you. You both had nothing to hide from one another. Except for the fact he was a monster underneath the smile, you always got a warm feeling when pointed in your direction. As you started your new job in your local bookshop, the old lady that owns it had a lot to say about you. She spoke of a dark creature in your life, and she saw great danger if you did not stop it or confront it. You, of course, never believed her. She was an old lady, after all. But one night, walking home after closing up the bookshop, you realized the monster her vision had spoken about was none other than someone you cared so deeply for.

“Y-Yeo…” Your voice was scattered. You couldn’t believe what you were seeing. Yeosang, the boy you had secretly fallen for, covered in blood with a body at his feet. You couldn’t speak, couldn’t even begin to think up an explanation for what you were seeing. He stepped closer and closer, but you didn’t move. Frozen from shock. His bloody hand gripped the collar of your shirt. Not tightly, but firm enough to make sure you felt it. You looked at him dead in his eyes. It was like you were looking at a stranger. This wasn’t the Yeosang you knew. The Yeosang that cared for you. Held you when you cried over another shitty boy. The Yeosang that you confessed your darkest secrets too late at night. No, this man was someone different. Some else...

“Hold still would you Darling… I promise.” His face nudged towards your exposed neck. “I can make this pleasant for the both of us."

SAN : BITTEN

He never told you what he was. He never wanted you to think ill of him or worse, to be scared of him. You were so precious, innocent even. And he would never want to taint your perfectly peaceful life with his dark monstrous secret. But alas on one stormy night, you were sharing a sweet tender moment in front of a warm fire. Blankets were scattered everywhere on the floor, with clothes mixing with them. Your scent was covering him. The texture of your soft skin, the smell of your blood pumping in your veins. He couldn’t help but lose control. His eyes, baring a red hue, you were consuming his senses. He needed to have all of you. Your smell on his skin, your lips on his. Your blood in his system... You were lost in pleasure to notice his change of demeanour at first. But as his thrusts began to stutter, you saw his eyes glow crimson. You had thoughts San was hiding something, but the fact he was a creature wasn't the thought that had crossed your mind. You should have been scared. But he was your partner, your lover. It seemed strange, but it made you love him even more.

“Sannie….it’s okay…” You grabbed his face, making him stare at you with his blood-red eyes. “I trust you.” Your thumb rubbed his cheek, giving him a soft smile. He closed his eye, taking a shaky breath, before leaning down, rubbing his nose against your neck.

“I don’t deserve you.” And just like that, you felt a sharp pain surge through your body.

MINGI : TURNED

You and Mingi couldn't be any more different. You, a wolf, and him a vampire. It was too odd to even think about companionship between such different species. But when you locked eyes on one, dark night in the forestry on the border of where your Pack lands and his clan's empire meet. You knew you were destined to be together. Unlikely soulmates. You hid the truth from your pack. Mingi's clan seemed unbiased about the idea of him seeing a wolf. But your pack would disown you and most certainly kill Mingi. And that's exactly what was happening when your brother found you sharing a not so safe for work moment with your lover.

He threw Mingi in the dungeon while you locked away in your room. You grew sick, being forcibly kept away from your soulmate. Your parents wanted to lock you away permanently. You even overheard your brother saying it might be best to ship you off to another pack land just in case. So this is where your idea came in. Sneaking into the dungeons, slipping easily passed everyone and into the cell where Mingi was kept. You never felt comfort like being in Mingis' arms.

You had a plan, but you knew Mingi wouldn't like it. But what other choice did you have? You were a wolf that would die from heartache if your soulmate was forcibly taken from you. So you asked him to do the unthinkable. To turn you. If you were a vampire, your family would have no reason to keep Mingi and would, by creature protection law, have to release him.

"No, little one. I can't. This is not a life you want."

"I have no life unless it's with you. Please, Mingi. Bite me. Mark me as yours for eternity." You pulled the collar of your shirt down, baring your neck for him. He could see your main vein, pumping your blood from your heart. God, if he wasn't in a shitty dungeon, he would be very turned on right now.

"For eternity..." His hand grazed your jaw before sitting on the back of your neck, pulling you close to him. "I like the sound of that..."

WOOYOUNG : BITTEN

The moment Wooyoung met you, you knew he was a vampire. Unlike most creatures, he never hid his true self from humans. So when he walked up to you in a bar with a big sharp toothy grin. You knew what he was, and you weren't scared. In fact, you were the opposite. You wanted nothing more than to study him, and love him mostly, but studying came as a perk. He would sit in your lab for hours with you while you took his blood and spoke about his genetic history. He, of course, didn't understand half the information you were blabbering on about but loved to listen to you talk nonetheless.

"Okay, okay, there is one thing you haven't studied yet, Doll." He shot you his killer smirk, swinging his legs like an idiot while he sat shirtless on the lab table.

"And what's that?" You didn't even look up at him while you carefully placed some of his blood vials in a testing chamber to be run through a creature codis. He jumped off the table, sneaking over to you before pushing himself flushed against your body.

"You haven't studied the one most important thing about a vampire..." He lightly kissed your head, then your cheek, ear, and jaw. Sending shivers down your spine. You asked him simply what that would be before you felt a sharp pin prick scratch along your neck.

"The fangs..."

JONGHO : BITTEN

It was the first time you were going to be around Jongho on a blood moon. He always went away with his clan members every ten years when the blood moon arrived. But this time, you convinced him, he would be fine with you. And to make it more romantic in a way, you organized—with the help of the darling Seonghwa—To stay in a homey little cabin on the outskirts of town for the weekend.

It was supposed to be perfect. Just you, Jongho, and the blood moon. What's the worst that can happen...

"J-Jongho!!" You cried out as he eats you out like a starved man. You've been at it for hours and still, Jongho has not faltered in energy. He was lost in love and lust. He was crazy, drowning in your scent. The smell of your arousal, the sound of your blood pumping faster through your veins.

"Fuck you smell so good. Taste so nice." He mumbled while thrusting his fingers inside you while his tongue laps up your juices. "God, I can stay like this forever."

"Jongho. Please, I need... I want." You couldn't form a sentence. The butterflies in your stomach make it hard to come up with the words. You had been planning to ask him to show you his more monstrous side, but you knew every time it was to be spoken about he would shut it down. But now you needed to know.

"What do you want honey." His face moved up to become eye level with yours. His nose grazes along your cheek. You panted, finger gripping his shirt. You felt a little exposed given you were completely naked compared to your lover who was only missing his shoes.

"I want you to bite me...please," You asked so softly, making Jongho sit up slightly. It was like his foggy brain that was filled with blood, lust, and love was clear. He really just heard you ask such a thing. His sweet loving angel.

"Whatever my Baby wants..." He kisses your lips slowly before lightly peaking down to your neck. His fingers that were still deep inside you now start to move again as a sharp pace, making you choke out a sudden moan. Your heart races at the pleasure while the feeling of Jongho's teeth gliding along your skin made it skip. "...Will get."

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･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ GUITAR STRING HEART 3 ♡ KYLIAN MBAPPE :･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

# ❛SUMMARY .・゜゜・ ꒰ sometimes they're an unexpected chapter in the story ꒱ # ❛PAIRING .・゜゜・ .・゜꒰ kylian mbappe x fem! guitarist and singer! reader ꒱ # ❛GENRE.・゜゜・ ꒰ social media au, band au, ex's to ???, angst, fluff ꒱ # ❛WORD COUNT .・゜゜・ ꒰ ꒱ # ❛WARNINGS .・゜゜・ ꒰ poorly translated spanish, portugues italian and french, sexual jokes, tension, drinking, smoking, jealousy, alcohol and partying as a coping mechanism, break up over text, mention of depression and lack of eating, alot of crying, slight love triangle, mbappe is kinda a dick, halland is an angel - let me know if I missed anything ꒱ # ❛AUTHORS NOTE .・゜゜・꒰ I'm so sorry that this is late. I had some personal issues, but everything is okay now, and I'll be back to posting as normal. obviously, this is the last part of the three-part series, which makes me sad as I really do love this series - I may do an epilogue if I feel like it. But otherwise, I will be writing some of the other ideas I have planned. Also, sorry if there are a lot of mistakes, I'll try and edit it later, but I just wanted to post it so you guys wouldn't have to wait any longer ꒱

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"So, are we just going to ignore the tension between the two of you?" meanwhile, on the opposite side of Paris, PSG's first team sat in Marco Verratti's apartment as planned the previous day. They would hang out before heading to the concert. But as the boys indulged in the rare day off and looked forward to their activities later that night, some players couldn't help but bring up the noticeable tension between Kylian and the Singer/Guitarist of their favourite band.

"Thank god I thought I was the only one." Sergio Ramos said, happy that Pembélé had brought this up. As all eyes were now on Mbappe, he wished for the ground to swallow him whole. He quickly tried to dismiss the topic; he suggested they play FIFA in a last-ditch attempt to distract his teammates from the obvious suspense between the former lovers. It didn't work. But at least he tried.

Looking to his friends for support, Hakimi spoke up. "Brother, just tell them." before looking towards Neymar and Messi for a second and third opinion, he let out a deep sigh in response to their nods. "I guess it all started…" within the next 15 minutes, the number seven told them everything - well, almost everything as the group were left dumbfounded and confused about how Kylian had managed to keep it low profile with a person of Y/N stature.

"So, wait, the rumours are true?" Marquinhos asked in disbelief, and wide eyes, another nod from the young star, left the team perplexed again. "Santo Cielo!" Ramos cursed in Spanish as he took another swing of his drink. While his teammates were baffled by this new information, Kylian hung his head in shame. Noticing his friend's dishearted spirit, Hakimi told the boys to quiet down not to make him feel any worse.

As the racket finally died, the squad tried to comfort the young player. But that had little effect on the boy's broken heart, but he appreciated the kind remarks. As a pregnant silence developed in the following moments, the boys all looked at each other. "Why don't you get back together? I mean, the two of you are clearly in love." Verratti said in an appeal as. They weren't over each other. "We didn't end on the best of terms."

His answer was enough for his teammates to imagine the multiple scenarios that could have gone down between the two. "I was the one who called off the relationship" the striker's statement confounded his fellow players more - why would he break up with someone he was blindly in love with? "I was stupid." the declaration was followed by faux coughs from Neymar. "Yah think?" he muttered, loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Wait, you knew about this?" Ramos said wide-eyed as he looked between his two teammates. "Hakimi and Messi, too, but trust me, we found our by accident, parceiro", Neymar confessed. "But on a real note Ky, the two of you gotta patch things up" the Brazilian player was right, as much as he hated to admit it. "She's not going to forgive me, Neymar. Trust me. I know," the French player said in defeat, much to his friend's annoyance. "Have you talked to her?" Messi asked, wondering where he got that stupid idea from.

"No", facepalm, "Then how do you know that she's not gonna forgive you" the Argentina player questioned again, getting ready to prove him wrong. Regardless of whatever stupid point next came out of his mouth. "Look…" trailing off slightly, Kylian swirled his drink in his hand before taking a sip, cringing at the taste of the bitter alcohol. Vodka - Y/N's favourite. "She's not the type to forgive and forget."

"But for you, she would be" the comment helped slightly clear any doubts regarding her ex's love for him, but the singer wasn't just going to forgive him. Fucking hell, she wrote a whole album about how he ripped her heart in two. Safe to say, if he wanted her back, he would have to work for it. "look, I get it, ky. Heck, your right. She has the right to be angry, but that doesn't mean you should give up. Because this may be your last chance to get her back, so don't do something that you won't regret,"

Mbappe listened to Ramos with intent knowing that he was speaking from experience. "But how am I even going to get her to talk to me…" looking at his friends in concern, "you just leave that to us." With this bit of newfound confidence and a lot of encouragement from his teammates, he felt his spirits lift, optimistic that things may work out for them. He looked towards his teammates as they anticipated his answer - Okay, what's the plan." with that project, guitar string was ago.

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Nerves were running high, not just because it was the last show of their tour. But because a lot was going on. They had been teasing the highly anticipated Bloody Valentines x Maneskin collaboration since the two bands met after Maneskin won the Euro vision song concert. But there was also drama behind the sense. The fact that two people Y/N wished were on the other side of the world rather would be in touching distance of her. Kylian and Earling.

Kylian, for obvious reasons, was her ex, so for blatant reasons, she wanted him at a ten-hundred-meter distance. But since that was impossible, she would have to power through and act unbothered. But what made this situation ten times more uncomfortable was the fact that her latest hook-up was there. Now don't get her wrong, she had nothing against the Norwegian. But it was slightly awkward that she unintentionally hooked up with her ex's rival. Now, usually, she wouldn't care. But the two were going to be in the same room. And the last thing Y/N wanted was for this to turn into a shit show.

As the two groups sat backstage, tuning their instruments - mentally preparing for the performance that awaited them. They stood behind the thin fabric separating them from the screaming fans who had decided to entertain themselves by singing Queen songs. But Y/N was nervous. Not because of the crowd, she had been stressing all morning, and it showed. "Baby, sit down your pacing is giving me a headache." Victoria, Maneskin's bassist, groaned as she rubbed her temples. Patting the seat beside her, Y/N plopped herself down next to Victoria.

"Why are you worried, la mia futura moglie" The Italian woman asked, looking at her friend concerned. "This isn't about who you were with last night, Y/N - is it?" Sabrina's question made her go quiet. Dame, her girl, was good.

"Wait, wait aspetta un secondo. Who did you spend the night with, mi cara? That wasn't me." The guitarist from Maneskin, Thomas Raggi interveined. The two guitarists had a curious relationship.

They had hooked up multiple times, but there was no feeling there. They were friends before causal sex partners and after the duo bonded over heartache. They vowed to comfort each other emotionally and physically until either was in a relationship, and they have stayed true to that promise till the present day. "Someone", the Bloody Valentine's singer's response naturally intrigued the Italians. They were very open about their hook-ups and one-night stands, so what could be wrong with this one?

"Darling, I doubt it's that bad", Damiano, the lead singer of Maneskin, said, still invested in what his friend had to say but highly doubting it was that bad. "I slept with my ex's rival" The sound of glass breaking made them all look toward Onyx, who was white as a ghost. "You slept with Erling-!?" Before the drummer could finish his sentence, a hand over his mouth (courtesy of Axel) shut him up as the group all looked at him pointedly. Quieting down the drummer, they turned their attention back to the singer.

"Okay, how did that happen?" Axel asked, unsure if he wanted to know how she got with the Norwegian star. "I mean, if you were doing it out of spite, fair play, but if not, why?" The male vocalist asked his bandmate as they eagerly waited for a reply. "I just wanna know how you two met" Onyx was a whore for Halland, and it wasn't surprising that he cut Y/N off from answering so he could ask about Halland. "We met in the bathroom…After the match."

The puzzle pieces were starting to fit together as her bandmates looked shocked, and maneskin just looked confused. "Am I the only one who's lost?" Ethan, the luscious locked drummer of the Italian band, said, "We didn't do anything, we talked and exchanged numbers, and he did a favour for me, so I returned it" when she attempted to explain the situation, it only made it sound worse. "So you slept with him out of a favour," Axel said. Now angry that Halland may have coerced his friend into something.

"No! He was helping me with Onyx's Christmas present - he was getting me a signed jersey, and I got him and his team concert tickets in return. He didn't coerce me into anything, and we slept together after my argument with you. Everything that happened was consensual." Quickly correcting the wording of her previous statement, she was met with less angry faces as her mutuals let out a sigh of relief that nothing had happened to their friend. "And I'm worried because He and Kylian will be in the same section." Ah, that was a reasonably significant problem, but there was no time to discuss solutions as it was time for the show to begin.

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Angelic. That was one way to describe how Y/N was playing. She poured her heart and soul into her performance as the colourful light and pyrotechnics lit up the stage painting her skin in shades of pastel red, making her look ethereal yet dangerous. The air felt full of static as the final pluck of strings echoed around the arena before the boisterous applause roared loud enough for the entirety of Paris to hear. Safe to say, both teams were in awe of the band - and they were only four minutes into the set. It was almost enough to distract from the unmistakable tension between the two teams, all seated in the private VIP section. They were the only ones there, which was good because if a fight broke out, there would be no one else to witness it.

As the applause dipped slightly, Y/N finally spoke. "Paris, are you ready!" the screams of excitement made her smile. "Good to hear. We got a lot of surprises for you tonight. So remember, have fun and…" Axel continued the small introduction before allowing the fans to finish the iconic intro. "And fuck it up!" the crowd roared back, transitioning into the first song. As the lights and pyro changed accordingly to the music. Played in perfect harmony, the audience sang the lyrics word for word as the four performers sang with them.

Safe to say that Kylian was also singing the words. How couldn't he? Her songs were ingrained in his head like a tattoo, as players from both teams took videos/pictures and sang/danced to the music. Everything was going great until Halland happened. It was no great surprise to anyone that the two were sizing each other up, but what Mbappe didn't expect was to see out of the corner of his eye a picture of him and Y/N set as his wallpaper. He tried to rationalise the situation. Maybe it was from a while ago. Perhaps he edited it, but his heart still hurt no matter how he put it.

As he tried to ignore the claws of doubt scraping against his heart, were the two of you together? She wouldn't do that, Would she? Date someone who had made it his mission to put himself above him in every aspect. Surely she didn't hate him that much that she felt the need to spite him in a way that left such a brutal scar - on his ego and heart.

Still in shock, it took all the strength not to beat the bastard up. His sadness and confusion were now souring into rage and hatred while not being sure who it was focused towards, Halland or Y/N. Maybe both, but mainly Halland, as he didn't want to believe that the girl of his dreams could do something so heartless. He was self-aware enough to acknowledge that he deserved to feel like shit for what he did to her - but this was too far.

As the climax to the current song began, he unintentionally focused on the lyrics. "You were my everything, and all you did was make me fucking sad cuz second chance romance doesn't leave enough time for one last dance." It was second chance romance - his song. As he watched her from afar, he felt his heartbeat like a drum. Glancing between Y/N and Erling, he realised something, on stage, the two of them were nothing to her. All that mattered was her and the music. Just like in his current situation, all that mattered was having Y/N back in his arms, so God help him. This was one prize that he would not allow Halland to have. Ever. Take the trophies in football, but the singer's heart was his and his alone, and he would prove it to everyone tonight.

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The after-party was in full swing at the french nightclub 'tigre blanc.', as the smell of sex, drugs, and alcohol lay thick as the mob people celebrated on the first floor. The upstairs floor was reserved for the celebrities and other elite to enjoy the after-party without worrying about being swamped with fans. But unfortunately, Maneskin couldn't make it as they needed to fly back to the US. As the PSG squad sat in a booth enjoying the expensive alcohol, they all watched in concern as their teammate looked like he was about to break his glass.

Kylian felt like decapitating halland as he watched from afar, throwing himself all over Y/N. He was not enjoying himself as he revelled in jealousy and seemingly ingested more alcohol than humanly possible. Safe to say, this was a recipe for disaster. Wanting to do nothing more than walk up to them and break Halland's fucking face in, but he didn't. Knowing full well, the singer would hate him even more.

As another hour flew by, it was clear to his teammates that Kylian was drunk on equal parts jealousy and alcohol. So finally having enough of Mbappe's sour demeanour, they put their plan into motion. "Who up for a game of never have I ever?" Neymar yelled loudly, receiving scattered applause as everyone quickly formed a circle. "Hey, love birds, get over here!"

Onyx yelled to his bandmate and the Norwegian star as he watched the two stumble over (clearly drunk), taking a seat next to each other - truthfully, if they had sat any closer, the girl would have been in the blond's lap. With one arm secured around her waist, her head resting on his shoulder, and their hands intertwined, safe to say that Hallnad was complacent. As the circle consisted of PSG, man city and band associates, safe to say everyone could feel the tension brewing.

"Okay, let's begin. If any of you are unfamiliar with the game, take a shot. If you have done what the question is asking, I'll go first. Never have I ever kissed a friend's sibling," Neymar said, starting the game quickly to defuse the escalating situation. As multiple people began downing their shots, Sabrina looked towards her bandmates. "Ya'll better not fucking take a shot cuz if I find out any of yall have kissed my brother, I'm gonna kill you." the bassist said as she took her shot.

"Wait, who?" Axel said in surprise. "Jackson Mays, older brother." the mention of the asshole from high school made Y/N gag in disguise. "Didn't he get arrested for selling drugs or something?" the rest of the group watched a mixture of amusement and shock at the interesting people that the four knew.

"Oo, I have a good one. Never have I ever sent a dirty text to the wrong person." Phil Foden spoke, taking his shot a second later. "Was meant for the Mrs, went to jack instead, which made everyone laugh at the stupid confession. "At least now I know he's not lying about how big he is." The group of drunk people found that report very amusing as Foden turned a bright shade of red. But what caught people off guard was when Y/N tipped her shot into her mouth, hoping no one would notice.

"Who was it?" Neymar asked, knowing full well the answer, "An old flame" was all she could muster as her grip on Hallands hand tightened, and a sickening feeling swelled in her stomach. Truthfully the answer was Kylian. He knew it was Kylian - heck. It was how they met each other in the first place. Sabrina got a new number, and they joked about sending each other dirty/flirty text, but Y/N's messages when to the wrong number, which happened to be a famous footballer. An awkward conversation between a musician and a baller turned into a whirlwind romance.

As the tension builds again, Y/N tries to deflect from the obvious by continuing the game, "Okay, never have I ever faked an orgasm?" As all of the women in the circle (Y/N included) down their shot, the men look at them in horror. "Are men really that bad?" Ramos asked in shock at the revelation that most men are dreadful at making their partners orgasm. "You have no idea," Sabrina said, shooting a little look towards Kylian as if to say something without opening her mouth.

Now she knew that Kylian always made his partners cum. How did she know this? Y/N told her she knew he was good sexually, but that wasn't why she commented. It wasn't to bruise his ego but to see if he was genuine about her friend. Sabrina knew that Mbappe wanted the singer back. Heck, a blind man could tell you that. But she wanted to see how far he was willing to go because he would have to walk a mile over fucking glass after the shit he pulled.

"Never have I ever dumped someone over text." Halland's contribution to the game made Y/N look up to him, see she confided in him and told him a couple of things that she probably shouldn't have, but she never said to him that - educated guess, maybe. Y/N knew she should stop, but right now, being sober would only make things worse. At least if she were drunk, she would have some reason to excuse her behaviour. One gulp and the shot was gone, "No way, how could someone break up with you over text" Kevin De Brunier asked in shock.

"A fucking idiot", Halland responded for her as she felt herself growing more upset by the minute. The remainder of the way that she had her heart broken. Over a fucking text message. Many months of love and vigour, countless hours spilling her darkest secrets, lust and passion mixed with sweet nothings meant nothing more than a single line of text to him. 'We aren't going to work. I'm sorry, but we need to break up.' In his words, not her's.

And she just accepted it. She didn't resist or fight for the love that she cared for so dearly. Instead, she mourned the loss of someone she thought would be her forever. She coped in the only way she knew how. Drinking, partying and smoking as she fell into a deep depression. As she hardly slept or ate anything, it took Y/N a long time to finally feel like herself again. But now she was back at square one.

But the singer wasn't the only one going through the motions as Kylian felt the rage of a thousand suns burn inside him, and in a moment of heated outrage, he said something he would regret. "Never have I ever wanted to get back with my ex." as tension reached new heights, "I'm gonna go smoke." with that, Y/N walked away from the situation, unable to face him. As she tried to hold back her tears, she walked up the stairs that led to the club's roof. She was utterly unaware of her surroundings. As the night's cold air welcomed her, she walked towards the roof's edge.

She sat with her leg dangling over the edge as she lit a cigarette. Letting out a deep sigh as the rush of s nicotine hit, "You know those things are gonna kill you." Halland joined the girl on edge as Y/N took another deep puff before exhaling in euphoria. "It's a form of coping. I'm just so stressed," the singer finally spoke, her eyes full of tears. "You know it's okay to cry", and with those words, Y/N began to cry so violently that her whole body began to shake. As Erling placed her head into the nook of his shoulder, he let the girl of his affection release her pent-up emotions.

After her heavy tears reduced to sniffles and sobs, the football player asked her a question that made her want to cry again. "You are still in love with him, aren't you" with that, more tears streamed down her face as she cried her heart out. she had ruined her make-up. "I do, and I fucking hate it. Why can't I stop? Please make it stop." the girl's voice cracked mid-sentence making her sound even more pitiful than she already did. The Norwegian hugged the girl as tightly as he could. He placed a kiss on the top of her head.

As much as Halland wanted Y/N for himself, he couldn't take advantage of her. He had already done it once. When they hooked up, it was clear that it only happened because they were intoxicated and emotional. But that didn't mean that he didn't love her, no. He would give anything to see her happy. That is why he was going to let her run back to Mbappe. Even if it hurt his pride, he was happy as long as he made her happy. But if he messed up again, he would treat the singer like the queen she was.

As they stayed in each other's embrace, they were unaware of the third party watching from the door. Clearing his throat, Kylian made his presence known. As Y/N went frigid with fear, she looked towards Halland for help, but all he did was nod slightly as if to say, 'talk to him. Please, for all our sakes', to which she agreed. "If you need me, I'll be with the others, okay."

And with that, the Norwegian left, but not before he and his rival had a short stare-down. The PSG player slowly walked towards his ex-lover as if she was a scared animal, worried she would run off at a moment's notice. They fell into a heavy silence as he kept his distance beside her. "What happened to us, mon amore?" the player asked, looking at the girl. "We ended, Kylian, that's what happened. You ripped my heart in two, and you left." the bitter tone was enough to tell mbappe how she felt about the split.

"That was a mistake, ange de mon coeur" God, she missed the sound of him speaking french, but Y/N refused to cave in - she couldn't. Getting up, she began to walk towards the door. This conversation was over. Kylian walked behind her, quickly grabbing her wrist and gently making her stop dead in her tracks. "Let go of me, please", refusing to look in his direction. Her heart begged her to embrace him. But if she did, there was a chance that this would end in disaster. She would be left like a broken china doll again, leaving her to put herself together again. It was not going to happen.

"Let's talk about this, please" Kylian sounded just as desperate, if not more, as he refused to let go of her hand as he intertwined their fingers. "No, Kylian, we shouldn't talk about it." in a fable attempt to deny him any comfort, she removed her hand from his. "Why not" now he was on the brink of crying, "bébé, please look at me." he knew how to tug on her heartstrings as she turned to look into his deep eyes. She said, inches apart and breath fanning each other's faces.

"Kylian, don't" as this point, she didn't know what she was saying no to, but frankly, she didn't care. "Don't call me that" it sounded like more of a plea than a demand. "But you love it when I speak french." he knew what he was doing, and in his defence, it was working. "that is exactly the problem, Kylian. We can't keep doing this" Y/N was frustrated and angry, and the alcohol was not helping. "Doing what?" now playing oblivious, they looked into eyes of each other, both telling two different stories.

"We aren't good for each other" the whisper did not sound very convincing. "Did Halland tell you that?" the question was a mixture of anger and dread. What could the Norwegian have said to her before his arrival? "No" a slight sight of relief didn't mean he was out of the woods yet. "Then why" his voice was small and breathy, as if he was unsure if he wanted to know the answer.

"You hurt me, Kylian. I thought you were my one, and you destroyed me." The silence was deafening as they stood face to face for the first time in a year. "I told you things I had never told anyone. I let you into my world. I showed you my dreams and fears, and you disregarded them. I put my heart in your hand, and you threw it away like it was nothing, Ky it hurt. Did I not even deserve to be broken up face to face? Did I mean that little to you?" As he stood there and listened, he felt his throat dry as his words got stuck.

"No, ma reine", he protested. How could Y/N say that? she meant everything to him - did she not know that? "Then why did you hurt me?" tears again fell from her eyes for the nth time. "I don't know" the singer appreciated his honesty, but it still hurt. "But it was the biggest regret I have ever had."

"That doesn't fix things. Kylian"

"I know"

As the two stood closer than ever, they felt the tension hit the stratosphere. "But it's a start." with that, two sets of lips collided in a feverish kiss, tongue and teeth, swirl and bite. Hands all over each other as they momentarily forgot their problems. Breaking apart with heavy breathing and noses still touching, "If we do this promise me one thing", Y/N said, short of breath, "Anything, ma princess." giving him a small peck on the lips before speaking ", please don't leave me again."

"let get out of here"

"my place?"

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Walking off the pitch drenched in sweat and boiling with rage - Mbappe was anything but happy. His team had drawn, which would have been perfectly fine under normal circumstances. But not when he faced Halland. He had too much to prove to tie. he needed to win, but he didn't. Kylian would give anything at this moment to wipe the smug smirk off the Norwegian player's face. But his teammates had made a human blockade around him to ensure he didn't get into a physical altercation with the opposition's striker.

The PSG Team filled into their locker room, hot and rowdy, as they talked and laughed about the match. But not Mbappe, he was silent, and it was unnerving. The moment the man entered the room, he walked straight to his cubbie and pulled out his phone. He sat staring at his luminescent screen, fixated on the comments on all social media platforms commenting on who was better, Mbappe or Halland.

It was him - it had to be. There was nothing Halland could do that he couldn't do better. He was the next greatest, not some Norwegian nobody. Maybe in another life, the two could have been friends, heck they could have been friends in this life. If not for the constant parallels drawn between the two (which got very annoying), the other player constantly bashing him in the press, and the fact that his celebrity crush was non-other than Y/N L/N. A simple video of him confessing his admiration for the musician is ingrained in his mind as to why he hates the blond twit so much. He already wanted to steal his legacy, his spotlight and now the girl of his dreams.

There was no way in hell that he would let that happen. As Kylian's rabbit hole of thought spiralled further and further into the abyss, he stopped momentarily after feeling a firm hand on his shoulder. Hakimi noticed his friend's abnormally quiet demeanour and instantly understood what was happening. "You know you should stop looking for approval from people online," the Moroccan player said as he took a seat beside him. Letting out a heavy sigh in reply, the forward put his phone down and looked at the defender.

"you still thinking about her" Achraf was one of the only people, besides Neymar and Messi, who knew about Mbappe's relationship with the guitarist. So they were sad to hear that the two had broken up as they had never seen the player happier than when he was with Y/N. They understood why they had broken up, but it was clear that Kylian still had feelings for her, whether he liked to admit it or not, so the trio had a silent agreement that if a chance ever presented itself, they would play cupid.

"Do you know" the defender's question made Mbappe look up, confused about what he was asking. Choosing to show him rather than speak, Hakimi handed him his phone, showing a gossip page headline - Y/N was here. She was here, "Heads up, guys, incoming", Neymar yelled as all the players rushed to look more presentable. Most of the PSG team were Bloody Valentine fans, and the manager told them that if they won or drew, they would get to meet them. Their coaches told them this during the previous day's training. Too bad Kylian took that day off.

All eyes were on the door as it creaked open, with three figures entering shyly behind security. But one person was missing, and the security team quickly left the room, leaving the stars to mingle. As the players greeted the musicians, they invited them to take a seat. "Can I just say yall were fucking incredible, like oh my god fucking respect" Onyx started making the players laugh and thank him for the words of affirmation. "Thank you so much, man, that means a lot to us - glad we made it worth your time," Messi said, smiling at the trio with questioning eyes wondering where the 4th and most anticipated person was.

Noticing the curious glance from the footballer, Axel pulled out his phone and dialled Y/N's number, putting it on speaker. The phone rang twice before connecting - "Axe, I'm lost." everyone burst out laughing "where are you?" Sabrina asked through her laughter. "I have no fucking clue Bri." the confused guitarist said, the sounds of her footsteps protruding through the speaker. "Try and find a sign that can tell you where you are", Neymar suggested as the whole of PSG where now on board with project find Y/N.

All except for Kylian, who was still in a daze as he heard her voice. Mbappe reminisced. Her voice was still sweet like honey to his ears and gentle on his broken heart, reminding him of the remarkable woman he had lost- oh, how he wished he could take it all back. He needed her back. He realised that a long time ago, but boy, was that feeling stronger than ever. And vowed there and then that he would do everything in his power to ensure that Y/N ended up back in his arms, even if it killed him in the process.

The rest tried to help the girl find her way back. "Hate to break it to you, but I can't read french." the room was silent; this was a problem. "Babe, you took french for four years…" the bassist said with her face in her hands at her best friend's situation. "Just because I took it doesn't mean I was any good at it."

"Wait, is Johnny there?" the panic in the singer's voice made the situation ten times more amusing, "No, not yet, anyway. But seriously, where are you" Onyx said, now getting worried, "I'm working on it." she said, followed by more footsteps before the phone disconnected. Oh boy.

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Y/N was no genius, but at least her plan worked, bidding goodbye to the gorgeous fans she had met. She walked alongside the lovely middle-aged security guard, who introduced himself as Marco, down the labyrinth of corridors. She was skittish. Her heart hammered against her chest as she clenched her clammy hands and breathed slightly heavier than usual. As her head went into overdrive, she thought about what to do when facing Kylian. How should she act? What should she say? Should she ignore him - who fucking knew what she would do? All she understood was that this was going to be anything but easy.

Eventually arriving at the intended destination, the sweet security guard bid her farewell. Now left in front of the door. That may as well have led to hell, with fire and all. As her thoughts swarmed like wasps, she couldn't think straight. Her hand rested on top of the handle. Maybe I should have just stayed in the bathroom, she thought as she examined the door that separated her from the uncomfortable situation behind it. Letting out a deep sigh, the singer decided to get it over with - the quicker she got in, the faster she would get out. But when opening pandora's box, you never know what to expect.

Opening the door and stepping into the room quickly, the change in atmosphere was enough to give Y/N whiplash. In an attempt to enter quietly - she failed. With all eyes now on her, she tried to make herself seem less awkward as multiple eyes bore into her soul. "Whoever designed this stadium is either Albert Einstein or a fucking idiot." the guitarist was quickly embraced by her bandmates and ushered further into enemy territory. "Uh-huh, so you had time to post on Instagram, throw it back on tiktok, and tweet multiple times but are unable to find directions" Axel's face palmed at how stupid the idea sounded, but it worked in his friend's case.

"I'm just glad I got here before Johnny," The female vocalist said, rejoicing that she wasn't in trouble. "By the way, great match. You guys were amazing," she said, turning to face the PSG players, who thanked her as they all took a seat. Now comfortable on the floor, the players and musicians exchange questions regarding their professions. "Proudest moment?" Messi asked, receiving multiple 'ooh's' from the musical artists at the questions. "I've gotta say the Grammys. I mean, come on, we were nominated six times and won five - great night." Onyx said, "Uff, I've gotta say Coachella, that was mental" Axel considered

"What about you, Y/N?" Sabrina asked her friend, "We all know the answer", Axel said sarcastically. "Meeting Metallica", Cue groans from the rest of her bandmates. "What?" the singer laughed, looking at her bandmates, "baby, you are obsessed. Get help." Sabrina chimed in at her friend's fixation on the heavy metal band. "Okay, but Lars Ulrich knows who the fuck I am," the girl tried to reason with them, but it only dug her ditch further down. "We know we were there", Onyx sighed. "Then you should be able to grasp why this will be my only personality trait until I die."

As the band entered a heated discussion, Y/N almost forgot that she was in a room with her ex. However, she had yet to acknowledge him, avoiding all eye contact and keeping her distance. Safe to say, she thought no one had noticed - except someone had. Mbappe felt paralysed. He couldn't move or speak as he watched her in her little bubble, laughing and conversing with passion for the subject. Safe to say that the football player was jealous of Metallica for being such a crucial part of her life for so long - unlike him.

He thanked every god out there that they were all in their late 50s, knowing full well that if they were closer to her age, he would have more competition than he already did. I mean, who wouldn't want her? She was perfect. As he watched from afar, smiling at the self-proclaimed 'girl of his dreams, ' three other psg boys were scheming and preparing the beginning of what would be known as a project guitar string in one final attempt to get the soulmates back together again.

As the group continued to talk and laugh, Neymar suggested they take a group photo. As the group crowd around, the camera 5-second timer. Y/N stood obliviously in the middle of Messi and Neymar. Not realising it, Neymar removed himself from her side and, in his place, put Kylian, forcing his arm around her waist. Multiple pictures later, Y/N was still oblivious that she was cuddling into her ex's arm as the sound of the locker room door opening interpreted their photo shoot. None other than Mangere extraordinaire Johnny entered, "Good to see that your all are getting along."

"Well, I would think I would let you know before your coach tells you - that we're returning the favour and have got your tickets to tomorrow's concert and after party." safe to say that the entire team were over the moon. As Y/N turned to her correctly, expecting to see Neymar only to be greeted by the face of the man she spent countless nights crying over - Kylian fucking Mbappe. Frozen in place and on the verge of a panic attack. Only to be discretely dragged out of the touch of her ex by non-other than Sabrina.

Ignoring the searing heat from where his arm rested on her exposed skin, Y/N patiently waited for her friends to finish talking so they could leave - praying for them to be fast. When Hakimi approached her, the two acknowledged each other before falling into a pregnant silence. "You know he never stopped loving you," the Moroccan said before walking off - and with that, it was time to leave.

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Y/N hey u up?

HALLAND yeah why?

Y/N you down to hang out or somethin?

HALLAND yeah sure everything alright?

Y/N yeah all good I'll swing round your hotel room?

HALLAND sounds good do you mind if the boys hang to they have been dying to meet you

Y/N yeah sure the more the merrier

HALLAND cool i'll text yeah the address

Y/N okay

Knocking on the door to the hotel room, Y/N messed with one of the rings on her finger. As the door opened, she was met with the comforting sight of the blond Norwegian she had grown fond of as he allowed her to enter. With a shut of the door, shedding coats and a brief exchange of greetings, the two walked towards the sitting room where the group of man city players sat playing FIFA. "Hey guys, look who's here." a slight turn of the head turned into a wave of shocked gasps and stunned faces, "And she's bought alcohol", the blond finished as they sat amidst the city squad.

"So she can play the guitar, sing, and is considerate - might as well change ya name to angel" Jack Grealish's heavy Birmingham accent made the singer smile - it reminded her of home. As the group opened the bottles of alcohol and shared them amongst themselves, they continued to talk and play FIFA. Talking with some of the other boys but still sticking close to halland, she enjoyed herself. She was indulging in alcohol, playing FIFA, and talking with her lovely new mates.

Completely forgetting the whole reason she came. To find a place to seek refuge from her argument with Axel. Y/N did appreciate them for worrying about her, but she felt suffocated. She wasn't a child. Yes, she wasn't 100% okay, but she was good enough to get by - long enough to get out of this cursed city. Hours felt like minutes as the others turned in for the night, leaving three. Y/N, Halland and a bottle of vodka.

"Everything alright?" Halland finally asked, leaning forward slightly. "Have you ever been in love" the sudden question confused the blond. "Can't say I ever have. Why?" As the distance continued to reduce by the second. "Then you wouldn't know what it feels like to have your heart ripped out of your chest" It didn't take long for Earling to figure out who she was talking about, Kylian. Guess the rumours were true.

"he didn't deserve you." the sudden confession made the girl look up with teary eyes. "Really?" the two were clearly under the influence of alcohol, "yeah, if you were my girl, I would have never let you go" somehow, Earling's hand curved around her neck. His mouth coming down on her, hard and fast yet sweet and so, very gentle. one might have been sickened at the sight - the way they gripped onto each other as if the other would disappear. The way Y/N sighs into his mouth, her head lolling back as Halland's lips ghost over her neck.

As their intimacy escalated rapidly, with clothes now on the floor, they were both hyper-aware. Not even sure if they had locked the door - but that wouldn't stop them. Nothing would. They were high on each other and drunk on cheap liquor. They had no intention of stopping. It was wrong, and she knew it was wrong. So profoundly, intensely, and morally wrong. If it hadn't been for the fact that Y/N had been in an argument with her bandmate, she would have left it there that night. But she didn't.

She lets his lips latch onto her again, humming against his mouth as his whole body climbs on top of her, engulfing her in his warmth. But all she could think about was Kylian. The thought made her want to scream, that she was about to get dicked down by a hot Norwegian, and all she could think about was her fucking ex. But her thoughts weren't going to stop her - not tonight. Between the curses, moans and kisses, Y/N gave herself over to Earling in the most precious yet innermost way.

A way that she once only ever did with Kylian. And if it weren't for how she and Halland collapsed against each other in a heated mess, limbs tangled with lips finding one another's in the early morning hours. The singer could almost forget the troubling tsunami her momentary lapse in judgement caused. She wasn't sure what time it was when Earling's soothing voice interrupted her as she responded to Onyx's text message. "your so beautiful," he murmured, his fingers running past her eyebrow as he engraved the features into his memory. Y/N didn't answer. Because all she could do was draw comparisons in the comfort she was receiving, the sickening sense of Deja vu made her want to cry. What had she done?

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AXEL where are you? I'm sorry please come back are you still made at me? answer my texts please I need to know that your alright

(39 missed calls)

AXEL please pick up

(58 missed calls)

SABRINA look axe is sorry please come back are you drinking I saw your Instagram story who are you with please respond I'm getting worried

ONYX look I'm not going to pester you to come back If you need your own space just respond if you are okay so I don't have to file a missing person report even though it hasn't even been 24 hours

Y/N :)

ONYX okay I'll see you in the morning stay safe bye

Y/N :)

Hangovers were the worst, but they came second to the walk of shame. Y/N left before Earling woke up, leaving a note and some food she had made after she showered - the message explaining apologising for the hasty exit and hoping to see him at the concert. Walking through the quiet Parisian streets, the singer decided to take a quick detour into a bakery to get a gift of apology to give to her friends for her storming out and ghosting them the entire night. She left the lovely bakery with various pastries and treats and continued her journey back to her hotel.

She arrived at her destination with shortness of breath courtesy of the stairs she walked up. Knocking on the door, she waited until she heard footsteps on the other side of the door. As the door flung open, seeing the messy state of Axel, who looked like he had been crying his heart out. His eyes were red and puffy, and his face was void of colour. Y/N had little time to eat her share of guilt, being pulled quickly into a hug. They stayed in the embrace for a while. The sound of a throat clearing brought them back to reality. "Come on, Axe, stop hogging her."

As the singer entered the room for the first time since the fight, she made sure that she patched things up with everyone before enjoying the treats she had brought. "So who were you with, cuz you did not spend the night alone with that much alcohol," Sabrina asked, taking a bite of her pastry and groaning at how good it tasted. "Spent it with a friend", the songwriter replied. "You spend it with a friend. I don't know, Y/N, that sounds hard to believe," Onyx said, knowing how difficult it was for his friend to socialise on her own.

"Alcohol makes things easier," the girl said without a second thought, but she instantly regretted it as her friends gasped - it turns out they weren't completely brain-dead. "Oh my god, did you…" Axel asked, trailing off and waiting for a reply. "Yeah, it sorta just happened," the singer said as she took another sip of orange juice. "It wasn't him, was it," Sabrina asked, genuinely concerned that Y/N ended up in Kylian's arms after the fight. "Oh god, no." the singer's eyes widened at the thought, though what she did maybe ten times worse in some people's eyes. "Look, you don't have to tell us, just know that we are here for you", and with those words of comfort from Sabrina, the group of four got ready to put on the show of a lifetime.

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:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ GUITAR STRING HEART ♡ KYLIAN MBAPPE :･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

# ❛SUMMARY .・゜゜・ ꒰ sometimes they're an unexpected chapter in the story ꒱ # ❛PAIRING .・゜゜・ .・゜꒰ kylian mbappe x fem! guitarist reader ꒱ # ❛GENRE.・゜゜・ ꒰ social media au, band au, ex's to ???, angst, fluff ꒱ # ❛WORD COUNT .・゜゜・ ꒰ 4.7k ꒱ # ❛WARNINGS .・゜゜・ ꒰ drinking, smoking, mention of nudity, breakups, and insecurities, let me know if theirs anything else ꒱ # ❛AUTHORS NOTE .・゜゜・꒰ first post, and it's an idea I have had for a while - their is going to be a part 2 to this and Idk when I will write it but enjoy - ALSO their may be several mistake but plz ignore it 2 am and i can see straight ꒱

Nothing felt better than this, the rush of Adrenaline and Dopamine kicking in, making everything fuzzy in the best way possible. Y/N lived for that rush, and right now was no different as she played her heart out on stage with her hands skilfully plucking the strings of her baby blue guitar, playing in harmony with her bandmates to the thunderous applause of the crowd. The song finally drew to a close, and the cheers became deafening. The musician felt at home looking out into the sea of faces full of twinkling phone lights, signs, and posters.

As the cheers died down slightly, Axel yelled into the mic, "Thank you, Rome and good night." followed by more applause from the crowd, and the stage lights cut off. The show was over, and dame where they beat, sluggishly making their way backstage. The group placed their instruments down before they crashed to the floor. "One more show left to go", Sabrina laughed. "Ugh, I'm gonna miss this", Onyx muttered in exhaustion. "Are you, though" Sabrina questioned, knowing her friend's lazy tendencies. "Hate to say it, but I agree with nyx on this one. I could do this forever," Y/n finally chimed in as she picked herself off the floor, grabbed four water bottles, and shared them with the group. "Now hurry up, you dumb fucks. I need a shower."

Paparazzi were annoying fans, and average fans weren't. That was set in stone, but the line separating the two was slim. So when people were shoving cameras in their faces and screaming at them to 'look here.' it got very annoying very quickly. The security steam surrounded them like a herd of intimidating sheep, escorting them from the venue to their ride to the hotel.

With a deep sigh, Y/N finally shut the door to her hotel room, bolted it, and quickly stripped naked, leaving a pile of clothes in the bathroom. She bathed under the shower and let the hot water wash away all the day's dirt, grime and stress. Humming a light tune, she scrubbed her body clean with scented body gel and shampooed and conditioned her hair before rinsing. Now fresh and clean, she did her extensive skin care and posted a picture on Instagram with her, Sabrina, and Victoria from Maneskin, adding a couple of images to her story and making a quick tweet teasing the final concert of the tour in paris before turning off her phone and falling asleep. Safe to say, she was excited for what was to come, but nothing could prepare her for the storm coming her way, a storm called Kylian Mbappe.

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Kylian knew it was wrong, but that had never stopped him before. He had lost all sense of morality the moment he lost her, as he lay awake another sleepless night with the bed feeling too big and empty, yearning for the feeling of another body filling that void. But it couldn't be just anyone, and he figured that out the hard way after many nights of drinking and sleeping around still did little to ease or mend his broken heart.

Letting out a deep sigh, the PSG player gave up on trying to sleep and decided to turn on the tv as he lay perfectly still in bed and flicked through the channels. Lady and the tramp was one of Y/N's favourites because she was a hopeless romantic. As the famous spaghetti scene played with romantic music in tow, the number ten couldn't help but feel heavy-hearted and annoyed.

Everything reminded him of you, but he didn't have the right to complain about feeling heartbroken. He was the one who left the stunning musician. So in some sick sense of karma, he did deserve it. Maybe this was how the universe would exact revenge on him on behalf of his former lover. Gift him success, money, fame - and every luxury life had to offer but leave a hole in the shape of the love he once had.

He constantly felt the overwhelming urge to see your face, like an itch in his brain that he could not scratch, to see what he had missed, to revel in envy and live vicariously through her social media posts and dream of a world where they were still together. He held a sick sense of pride that no one would know her as intimately as he did - but what if things had changed? What if someone else did? What if you had moved on? And let the moments the two of you shared slowly deteriorate from your library of memories to make room for new ones without him?

The thought made his blood boil, he knew he had no right to be angry, but he couldn't help it. How could he remain calm? When a usurper had taken his place in Y/N's heart, he understood that it was no longer his place to hold - but oh, how he wished it was. How he wished he could wake up with someone to hold him tight in the winter mornings, kiss him until minor bruises formed, love him through the highs and lows and excepted him with all his flaws. But he didn't just want someone. He wanted Y/N L/N, but unfortunately, not all dreams came true.

So Kylian did the next best thing; he stalked her. Clicking on the profile, he scrolled through the array of photos, her happy face, in different countries, with her friends, family but not him - never him. That was why he didn't want their relationship to be secret anymore, and he was tired of being hidden. Because in the back of his mind, he thought Y/N was ashamed to be seen with him, obviously that was the furthest thing from the truth.

But he couldn't help it, so in an attempt to find some comfort suggested making the relationship public multiple times. Constant declining and excuses did nothing but further his insecurities to the point that he started to doubt their relationship. This only lead to more fights and, finally, the eventual end of the relationship, with him being the one to call it off.

As he stared at the same face, he shed a river's worth of tears with. He felt nothing but regret and guilt as he saw the musician's Instagram story, a picture from her band's concert in Rome. 'I don't want to love you anymore' in a bold red, scrawled over the digital screen in the background. Part of him wanted to deny any chance that this may be directed towards him, but another part of him clung to the idea that the musician was still in love with him like a wet shirt to skin.

So without thinking, he posted on his story replying to her first post indirectly, not even concerned if people would put two and two together. An hour later, Kylian began watching another movie that reminded him of her. Tim Burton's corpse bride, as the film played in the background, Mbappe opened Twitter and switched accounts from his offical to his secret. His timeline was a bloody valentines shrine of achievements and, more notably, Y/N's achievements, from videos of her and her bandmates at the Grammys and red carpets to their most recent concert in Rome. He watched them all, liking, favouriting and rooting for them from afar.

One particular video caught his eye, clicking play. Shouts and music met his ears as the video of the group performing the song 'second chance romance.' played with everyone in the crowd screaming, dancing singing along. All he could do was focus on the lyrics. 'second chance romance doesn't leave us enough time for one last dance, with not enough time. You'll leave me begging you, please don't go, but even if you leave, maybe in a couple of years, I'll let you back into my heart, my dear.'

The song was for him. It had to be. Once again, acting on impulse, he posted the picture of the Tim burton movie and song title to his story before shutting off his phone. Mbappe closed his eyes and let out a deep breath as he clung to his last shred of hope that he could still have you back. He knew that Y/N's final concert was in Paris, and part of him felt happy that she was coming home. Even if it weren't to him, maybe he would watch. He eventually fell asleep, unaware of the problems he had caused with those posts. But perhaps it was for the best?

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celebritytheories Football fans and blood hearts clash as the recent stories made by mbappe leave fans wondering if there was some relationship between him and blood valentines guitarist and female vocalist y/n l/n. The rumours sparked after kylian posted a harmless photo of him watching lady and the tramp (one of y/n's favourite movies of all time) with a cryptic message seemingly replying to the y/n's story about her band's concert in rome, italy. And if that wasn't enough to cause controversy, the psg star then made a follow-up post on his story with the caption 'second chance romance.' which is a bloody valentine song written by y/n herself. As it recounts a relationship with an old flame and how she would be willing, the reference was paired alongside another of her all-time favourite movies, the corpse bride. People's opinions are split, with some claiming that fans are just reaching. Others argue that the references were too cohesive to be coincidence and that the singer did spend four months in paris last year. With no more information and neither party addressing the rumours, there is nothing but speculation. With blood valentines, the final stop on their world tour is in Paris, and people are wondering if PSG's number tens will be among the crowd.

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thegossip band bloody valentine has finally landed in pairs for their last concert on their bloody revenge world tour, with rumours circulating that the Italian band maneskin will also be expected to make an appearance, but nothing has been confirmed.

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Love was a complicated emotion, but the dread that you were experiencing was the furthest thing from it. Y/N had been worried about everything but the paparazzi, from the jet to the car to the hotel. She leaned against the hotel room's balcony with a cigarette and a flute of champagne in hand. She felt the sicking sense of nostalgia creep down her spine as she watched the twinkling lights of the Eiffel tower.

The cold wind gently knocked against her frigid skin, reminding her that at the same time last year, she was in the warm embrace of the supposed man of her dreams - Kylian Mbappe. But it wasn't meant to be. Even if she wished it was, it wouldn't change the truth. They were over and had been over for nearly a year, so why he decided to start writing cryptic messages and references directed at her was a surprise. Her head had convinced her that he was bored, and her heart said that he still loved her, but whatever the PSG player was doing was not appreciated.

The squeak of the balcony door stopped her rabbit hole of reminiscing as her best friend and fellow bandmate Sabrina joined her on the balcony. "Feels nice to be back, doesn't it?" the bassist asked. All Y/N could respond with was a whispered 'yeah' as she tried to convince herself and her friend that she was unbothered. "Angel, you know you are great at many things, but lying is not one of them."

With a deep sigh of frustration, the guitarist downed the rest of her champagne before placing the glass on the floor. And taking another long drag of her cigarette and leaned her back against the railing. "It's just…memories." She trailed off slightly, looking at her friend with a heavy sadness in her eyes. "Your thinking about the posts", Sabrina gently interrogated as she leaned against the rails and began to smoke. "It's hard not to when it's splashed all over gossip sites", the guitarist softly answered as she took one final drag of her cigarette before extinguishing it in the ashtray.

"You know, maybe it's well-aligned coincidences", Sabrina half-heartedly joked to make her friend smile - which she did. But only for a brief moment, as the gloom of memories crept over her once more. "You and I both know those posts were anything but coincidence, Brina," Y/N spoke with a sad smile. "Well, if it makes you feel any better, you're probably not going to see him, " her friend uttered, trying to comfort her sad companion.

"Oddly that those words make me feel slightly worse that better." as tears start to well in her eyes, Y/N lights a fresh cigarette - Kylian hated when she smoked, which was the exact reason she did it often. "You still in love with him" the dreaded question slipped through her friend's lips, and the two stood in a moment's worth of silence. "I don't think I ever stopped. I only learned how to act like I didn't."

"to be honest, I always thought that you two would get married", Sabrina sighed as she thought about all the times she saw her friend and the football star looking hopelessly in love during their relationship. But no love story was perfect, and Y/N and Kylian's was no different. "yeah, me too," Y/N whispered with unshed tears. Sabrina knew why they ended, as Kylain's constant need to make their relationship public tore them apart.

And the 18-year-old Y/N was hesitant, and she didn't want unnecessary attention from the media, who already had an affinity for making baseless dating accusations against her. But Sabrina could understand why Kylian didn't want to keep their relationship secret - he wanted to show the world how much he loved his girl. At the same time, Y/N had a different idea for their relationship, wanting to keep it private and avoid people making unnecessary comments towards both of them. She was trying to protect him, but did he need protection in the first place?

After a few more moments of peaceful silence, the two girls agreed to go back inside as the cold worsened. Stepping back into the warm hotel room, their other two bandmates lay on the sofa with a drink in hand and not a care in the world. Looking up from his phone Onyx smiled at the pair "nice of you to rejoin the party." the drummer laughed as he handed the two a beer bottle each as they seated themselves in the empty loveseat.

"Good to know you're still not completely shit-faced", Y/N snickered, taking a sip of her beer, "Don't worry, the night is still young," the man said in a fit of laughter. "Give it ten minutes, and he'll be out like a light", Axel finally chimed in. The other guitarist and male vocalist chuckled at the state of his bandmate. "Nah, I give it five", Sabrina countered. "You people have no faith in me", the intoxicated drummer whined in protest. The group laughed in innocent bliss, revelling in each other's company, only to be interrupted by a knock at the door.

Looking in the direction of the door, Axel sighed, "alright, fess up. Who ordered takeout." looking towards his friends, who all denied doing such a thing - but that didn't convince him. Pushing himself up from the sofa and walking towards the door, making sure to grab his wallet in the process, he grumbled incoherently while the other three just looked at each other confused. Opening the door, Axel was met with the face of their manager, not a delivery boy. "False alarm, it's just Johnny ", he yelled to the others, who groaned at the thought of no food.

Letting the older man into the room, they offered him a beer, which he accepted graciously before taking a seat on an empty stool. "So your probably wondering what I'm doing here, so I'll get straight to it. As you know, tomorrow is the day before your last concert on tour, and I just got a call from the higher-ups. They want you to attend the PSG vs Man City match tomorrow and get the most publicity out of these stupid rumours about Y/N and Mbappe." Johnny spoke as the group listened intently to their manager, who was oblivious that these rumours were true, which made him look stupid, but they chose not to say anything. Well, this was an exciting turn of events.

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Y/N had been uneasy since the morning as she sat in the car on her way to the game. She was questioning her life choices as she tried to find ways to escape this uncomfortable situation, but her back was against the wall. It took all her strength not to reach from her seat behind the driver and grab the wheel to force him to turn the car around. Part of her hated Johnny for this, but the other part couldn't be mad at him for something he didn't know or could control.

Finally, stopping in front of Parc Des Princes Paris. Home to PSG and her ex-boyfriend Y/N felt like she was dying. Stepping out of car, she looked up at the enormous stadium as she felt a hand intertwined with hers. Turning slightly, she met Sabrina's gaze with a reassuring smile confirming to her friend that she was 'fine'. The group walked in like a scene out of an action movie as security escorted them to their seats in the VIP lounge.

As fans flooded into the stadiums as chants and singing began - football fans were a different breed of human. A little while later, the pre-kick of formalities had started. Both teams make their way onto the field, standing in line with the children in front of them. As the camera panned across all of the player's faces, Y/N's heartbeat quickened slightly at the sight of the PSG number seven. Her heart screams at his effortlessly attractive disposition, even if her head screams to ignore him. But that had been challenging to do when every fibre of her begin was still calling out to him.

Y/N was choosing to swat away the intrusive thoughts and enjoy the game, as that was the point of being there, even if it was mixed up in a publicity bit. As the game began, the guitarist was on the edge of her seat as the two teams went head to head. One of the most intriguing clashes amid the match was between Mbappe and Halland, as the promising talents battled it out in what seemed to be far big than just a football match - it was personal. There was a purpose behind every tackle and interception, not just to win but to make a point to the other.

By the end of the first half, it was 1-1, with both teams equally matched in skill, speed, and defence, meaning there were very few windows to score. As much as she didn't want to come, Y/N was genuinely surprised at how much she was enjoying herself. If it weren't for the fact that everyone knew they were here (courtesy of the cameras showing their reactions to the goals on the large screen) and that her ex-boyfriend was in the same vicinity as her, she would have classed this as a near-perfect experience.

"They're good, aren't they?" Axel spoke in awe as he took a sip of his coke, "yeah, I mean did you see Halland score that goal!" Onyx said with elevated enthusiasm - he was a man city stan. "technically, aren't we meant to be supporting PSG as they were the ones who invited us?" Sabrina questioned, making an excellent point. Why would PSG invite them when one of their star players was making headlines for all the wrong reasons with a member of the band they asked to watch? "Well, it's a free country, and I'm going to support Halland," Onyx said firmly with his support for the light blues.

"Suck his ass more like." Y/N chimed in, giving Brina a high five as the two laughed at their friend's obsession with Earling Halland. As the group talked about the game and enjoyed their VIP benefit food, the second half started, and it did not disappoint. Mbappe and Messi followed Neymar and scored a goal each, but the field was quickly made even by Phil Foden and Jack Grealish. The game ended 3-3, much to each side's disappointment, but they all played their best and put on a fantastic show of skill.

Standing up from their seats, the group cheered along with the rest of the audience of fans before they began to grab their things and get ready to leave, like everyone else. But a text message from Johnny altered their plans drastically, "Oh shit", Onyx cursed, looking at his friends. "Have you guys read what johnny boys said on the group chat" Taking the silence as a 'no', he continued, "apparently, were going to be taken by security to meet the PSG team"

If Y/N wasn't freaking out before, she sure was now. Sensing her distress, her friends jumped in to comfort her. "Hey baby, listen, we don't have to if you don't want to", Axel trying to comfort his best friend as she looked like she was on the verge of tears at the thought of being in the same room as her ex. "No, no, we have to. I don't want management to know somethings up." the girl sighed as she tried to compose herself as she began to walk down to the reception.

They were taken back into the restricted area, Y/N was now in fight or flight mode, and in a last-ditch attempt, she asked where the bathroom was. Walking towards the restroom, she could feel her bandmates constered gazes as the guitarist and singer walked into the bathroom. Splashing cold water over her face, looking at her reflection in the mirror, she felt her solid resolve deteriorating with every passing second.

"You look like you have been through it" not even bothering to turn around, she looked through the mirror and saw Earling Halland leaning against one of the stalls near the door. "You could say that." turning around to face him, giving him a small smile. "Hope it wasn't because of the outcome of the match." he joked lightly, seeing the girl's tense demeanour and deciding that she needed a laugh.

"No, I was anything but that. It's not every day you get to see Earling the robot Halland play live." turning around to face the Norwegian star, he met her gaze with a stunned expression riddled across his face. "You know who I am?" he asked in shock, and all Y/N could do was laugh. "Of course, I know who you are. It's difficult not to when my bandmate constantly professes his undying love for you." Erling flushed pink as he muttered a small wow, "Yeah, don't underestimate your reputation. Onyx asked to become you for Christmas."

As the two laughed at the ridiculous request, "well, looks like he's not the only one with an impossible Christmas gift since all of your concert tickets are sold out, " the blond confessed, which shocked the singer. "You listen to our music," Y/N asked, pointing from him to herself when he nodded without hesitation. "Not just me. The whole man-city squad loves your music, and we were planning to see you live in London, but the tickets sold out so fast."

"Okay, I see a way we can solve both our problems. You get me one of your signed jerseys I will get you and the rest of your squad tickets to tomorrow's concert" Boy, did that make him happy he asked if she was being serious, and when she responded with a firm yes, she was flung into a hug. "Okay, okay, I can get you that jersey and do you one better I can get the whole squad to sign it." the blond Norwegian said, breaking away from the embrace.

"Wait, you would do that?" Y/N asked in surprise that the player was willing to do so much for someone he had just met, and another nod had her smiling like an idiot. "You, my friend, have just earned you and the rest of your team tickets to tomorrow's concert and an invite to the after-party." the two talked through the details, exchanging numbers and bidding each other goodbye. Safe to say that she felt much happier as she walked towards her dreaded destination. Wonder how long that's going to last.

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O m g w o w . . .

♡ Try Another ♡

Author's note: Thank you for 100+ followers and for the love given to ♡ She's really sensitive there ♡ would love to hear feedback!

Character's: Bang Chan x Y/N x Changbin

Warnings: Threesome (Changbin and y/n are in an establsihed relationship), dirty talk, vouyerism, blowjob, masturbation, orgasm, unprotected sex, y/n being called princess, mentions of filming, mentions of jisung and minho, basically y/n trying our her first other cock besides her boyfriend's

Chan can't turn his head away. As much as he wants to, as much as he knows he should, he just can't.

You and Changbin are on his bed. Chan's bed.

You're Changbin's girlfriend and Chan shouldn't be turned on watching Changbin lick your tits over your shirt like some kind of popsicle.

Are they drunk? Chan can't help but think.

Changbin has his back turned to Chan and right now, Chan feels guilty because he wants to do something, say something, but Changbin is ripping your panties off with one hand.

Just a glimpse of your pussy is okay, right..?

You finally make eye contact with Chan, tapping Changbin's big arm to notify his presence and that's the moment Chan thinks he's gonna have a really awful relationship with his bandmate.

"Oh hyung, we were waiting for you. Come, join us," Changbin says, cupping your tits in his big hands, squeezing and jiggling them as he invites Chan into his own room.

If Chan is being honest, he's actually been noticing the sudden increase in their PDA but he tried to brush it off.

It would start with slow makeout sessions right in front of his door, with Changbin chuckling and simply telling Chan that he got carried away and thought it was his room. Then there were times when Changbin would grope your ass when no one's around but Chan. And you would be letting out the cutest, sexiest surprised moan Chan has ever heard in his life.

And then Chan noticed how things got more heated. Changbin would suddenly spill water on your shirt, making your chest area go wet - and making Chan's dick go hard. This one time, Changbin even slapped your cunt when you were sitting on the sofa, earning a shy moan and shy glances to Chan when you make eye contact.

But you're not really doing any harm, so Chan never bothered to say something. Plus, if he's being really honest, he actually enjoys watching you and Changbin being naughty infront of him. It gets him going.

Just as Chan's about to say something, Changbin speaks.

"My pretty princess has never had other cocks in her life. Thought it's about time she's tried another one. Wanna be the lucky guy?"

That's why Chan's now balls deep inside you, fucking you hard, your walls squeezing around his cock like you haven't been taking Changbin's fat dick inside you for months.

"Look at you, princess. Enjoying Chan's cock, hmm? So lucky, the only two men who fuck you have such big cocks, hmm?"

Chan hears Changbin's voice, followed by your whines.

There's only one rule that Changbin told Chan to follow - no talking.

It's so hard, so so hard to not run his mouth when you're laying on the bed, hair fanned out in a mess, tits bouncing with every thrust and sweet moans coming out of your little mouth.

All Chan wants to do is tell you how tight you feel, how incredibly wet you are, soaking his balls and inner thighs, and tell you how he's been fantasizing about fucking your cute little cunt.

But he can't. Not yet, not right now.

"Feels good, huh, Chan? She's so tight and warm isn't she? Look at how much she's enjoying your cock. You're the only other person who's been in her, you should consider yourself lucky," Changbin teases him, earning a growl from Chan, making him thrust more erratically, with more strength because that's what good little girls like you deserve, no?

"What, baby? Hmm? You like Channie's dick in you? Like how he's fucking you while I watch? Like having another man's cock about to dump his cum in you while your boyfriend is watching?" Changbin talks to you, and all Chan hears is your hoarse voice go "mm, yea, yes, please" .

Chan doesn't think he can hold back any longer. His hips are starting to stutter, his brain all cloudy and all he can do is bury his face on your tits to suck on your nipples as he finally reaches his high, his cock pulsing inside you, painting your walls white with his cum.

He hates Changbin for not allowing you to cum with him. But at the same time he knows why.

The moment Chan calms down from his high, he slowly pulls out, knowing how much you like the friction, knowing how much you deserve to feel good.

"Channie," you moan his name, tears welling in your eyes, chest heaving as you stare at him while you hold your boyfriend's hand.

Changbin, on the other hand, nonchalantly dips two fingers inside your hole and gathers as much of Chan's cum on his fingers. He then makes a little show by lifting his hand right above your chest and lets Chan's cum drip onto your tits like it's some art project.

"Sweet little princess. All spent from having her boyfriend's friend's cock in her. What do you say to Chan, love?"

Chan nearly cums again when he hears you say it in the sweetest, softest voice, "Thank you," a cute little hiccup and then a giggle, "thank you for letting me try your big cock, Channie."

And that is the exact moment when Changbin starts fucking his cock into you while he tells Chan to watch.

Chan can't help but wrap a hand around his cock, already half hard again. Cumming in you was phenomenal but Changbin's the luckiest motherfucker because not only he gets to cum in you, he also gets to feel your sweet cunt cum around him.

The moment you cum around Changbin, you're sobbing like a little kitten, making Chan fuck his cock into his fist faster, wanting, needing to cum again while he imagines your cunt squeezing his cock dry.

"In her mouth," is the only thing Changbin says to Chan, to which Chan listens and finally cums inside your throat, your small mouth struggling to fit all of him inside and it makes Chan go crazy.

The way Changbin is kissing your neck tells Chan that he's also unloading his cum into your hole, somehow making Chan feel so satisfied, getting to use you with your boyfriend.

A moment of silence passes, only heavy breathing can be heard. You're still trying to swallow all of Chan's cum, sucking on his cock like a pacifier while Changbin peppers kisses on your cheek.

With his head on your tits, Changbin says to Chan, "After she's done sucking your dick, go and call Jisung to come here. This time, you do all the talking. And Jisung will do all the fucking. Make it dirty. Gonna film it. We're gonna watch it with Minho later."

Chan can't help but groan at Changbin's words. It's not everyday he lets his younger teamate talk that way to him but if that means he gets to join the fun again, he would let it slide.

Time to see how Jisung would react to your cum-filled hole.

"Try another cock?" your sweet voice asks, head tilting, and Chan can only hope Jisung is ready to finally get a taste of your pussy.

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