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chelseafcb · 25 days
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thatbrightblueshine · 6 months
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favourite moment btw
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2stelle · 25 days
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me talking about cole palmer actually
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hendolish · 1 month
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Q: Who do you sit next to on the coach? 👀
(aka incredibly important information thank you england admin🫶🏻)
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drakesfeelings · 4 months
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could you please do a clingy cole Palmer imagine. there’s never any about him and he’s honestly so sweet😭🩷
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summary. it’s your day off, and cole’s clinginess comes to interrupt it.
requested - taking requests here
trigger warning. nothing but fluff !!!!
side note. first time writing for cole palmer, hope you’ll like it babe—still working on the other requests dw lmao
NINE O’CLOCK JUST RANG, but you don’t seem to care—deep asleep.
only the sound of air conditioning and your regular breathing are heard in the room, and the fact that you’re not running around the house in a hurry means that today is your day off.
usually, cole—knowing your schedule—always takes care of joining you the day before your day off, taking advantage of the concordance that the latter has with his.
but that was before his coach decided, not too long ago, to remplace their day off with training.
so, sadly, the chelsea player isn’t by your side.
still deep asleep, you shift randomly—stealing cole’s part of your bed and pressing your face in his pillow, humming his sent like the lover girl that you are.
and as your dreams start to get interesting, the horrible ringing from your phone suddenly stops them.
« ugh ! you groaned, feeling robbed by who-knows-what that decided to interrupt your beauty sleep. »
your eyes blinded by the bright light of your phone screen, you have to blink more than once to finally be able to see who the fuck is calling you—which is, surprisingly, your lovely boyfriend.
« good morning babe, cole speaks up once you accept to join the facetime. you’re at home ? »
« where do you want me to be cole ? you respond, searching for a new comfortable position in your bed, your phone firmly trapped between your fingers. why ain’t you at training ? you mumble once you realise that your boyfriend isn’t actually suffering through practice. »
« coach cancelled ! he smiles brightly, extending his arm whose holding the phone and dancing like the dumb—sleep depriver—boy he is. so, grumpy, don’t panic if you hear your front door open, you don’t question him more and, after letting him kiss the phone as a way of saying goodbye, you hear him hang up. »
slowly diving back to your sleep, cole seems to arrive just in time before you finally succumb.
locking the front door; getting rid of his shoes and training bag, he finally makes his way to your room—more than ready to cling onto your warmth and dive into a deep sleep.
entering it, he can’t help but smile at the picture that’s in front of him; you, in his sweats and shirt, comfortably hogging his side of the bed, eyelids firmly closed.
he mutters no words, changing himself into a more adequate outfit for sleep—basket shorts—and quietly making his way to the bed.
« it’s me, he whispers while wrapping his arms around your sleepy form. »
humming, you finally gather the energy to turn in his direction; eyes still closed. smiling, the boy automatically grabs your hips, pulling you closer to him, and puts his head on your chest—his nose pressed against your collarbones.
« mmh, cole i’m hot, you mumble, still not making more efforts to get him off of you. »
« i know you are, gorgeous. that’s why i’m with you since- »
« stop playing with me cole, he laughs, nuzzling his face more in your boobs. why you’re so clingy ? suddenly you love me, what the fuck. »
« shut up, you know i love your grumpy ass. just feel like clinging onto my love, i can’t ? despise the extra warmth the boy is adding to your body, your heart melts. »
god, how are you supposed to keep up with the grumpy act when he’s all cute like that ? damn, men really liked ruining women’s plans.
not having any other choice than accept your fate, you let yourself sink into him—his body firmly pressed against yours soothing you to sleep; just like his steady breathing that hits your chest.
with cole who is clinging onto you for his dear life, you finally fall asleep—again.
but not alone this time; with the man that seems to be coming straight out of your dreams: your favorite clingy and blonde chelsea player.
@ drakesfeelings 👩🏽‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏽
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pepfectionary · 4 months
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Ice Cold Palmer; hushing the away fans at Stamford Bridge | 20.12.23, Carabao Cup Quarter Finals, Chelsea FC vs Newcastle United FC
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glimmerofawesome · 6 months
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neverinadream · 14 days
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think we might have a little collection growing 👀🤭
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notscarlettjo · 9 months
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🏆🏆🏆🏆
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guardiolas · 9 months
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There's so much to unpack here
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glimmerofawesome · 6 months
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