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pablitogavii · 11 months

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Story of my life Pt. 1

Short series coming your way loves :) Hope you enjoy it!

PART 2

First and foremost, people usually knew about you as the daughter of the famous Xavi Hernandez, old Barça player and current coach of the first time. But besides that complicated fact, your life was pretty normal and simple..until you became best friends with Pablo Gavira.

"Would you stop chewing so loud bombon!? You will scare all the guests away" Pablo smirked and you rolled your eyes chewing even louder on purpose to spite him.

"Which movie are we gonna be watching anyways??" you said stuffing your mouth with the delicious carne asada while he chuckled shaking his head at your behavior.

"It's the new one you kept whining nobody wanted to watch with you. One with Jenifer Lopez in the main role" Pablo said and you smiled that he agreed to watch the movie with you despite knowing he wasn't much of a fan of going to cinema especially since the crazy fans would always start to develop stories whenever he is seen with any girl.

"And what if the die heart fans think we are dating??" you chuckle seeing him roll his eyes in annoyance shaking his head.

"Nahh. It's not like I'm going to take you to the back row so we can make out in peace but accidentally get caught with someone's camera..." Pablo said and you almost chocked on your meal seeing him laugh hysterically at your reaction.

"Cabrón! I have a boyfriend if you forgot!" you said and Pablo rolled his eyes never really being the biggest fan of your as he calls 'boy-toy' Trevor Parker, cute American exchange student who was as far away from your type as possible but somehow menage to charm you in school. All lies aside, it was during the time Pablo was away for the World Cup and you were lonely.

You always found Pablo attractive and that was no secret (even to your dad) but somehow you found girl's obsessing over him as a clear sign you should stay away. You didn't want to be one of the many.

Your phone kept buzzing and you lowered your light seeing five unread messages from Trevor who was wondering where you were. As much as Pablo disliked him, Trevor hated Pablo even more always saying that he is trying to steal you away. He even asked you to drop Pablo as your best friend but you refused so now you hide whenever you are with Pablo in order to avoid stupid arguments.

"Tell the cabrón you are busy and turn that shit off!" Pablo was annoyed and it took you by surprise this being the first time he showed he was affected by Trevor that much. You did as he said giving your focus back to the move while catching sight of Pablo's clenched jaw from time to time. Why was he so angry??

After the movie ended, Pablo gave you a ride home opening the door for you like always but then the sound of Trevor's american accent interrupted the moment.

"I knew you were with him! Where have you been!?" Trevor was yelling and Pablo was getting angrier by the second hating to stay silent while someone was talking to you in such a way. Why is it his fucking business where you were with your best friend!? Pablo hated this guy!

"Tranquí hermano. We just hung out and that's all" Pablo said but Trevor was ignoring him looking straight at your guilty face. You shouldn't have lied, that's true, but you wanted to avoid being yelled at again just for wanting to spend time with your best friend.

"What were you doing all night with him!?" Trevor was yelling at your face and Pablo was having enough knowing it's not his place to say anything but just wanting to hold you to his chest and save you from this asshole!

"We were watching a movie.." you whispered and Pablo could tell that this guy was scaring you into obedience which was far away from love..he just wished you saw yourself right now and stopped finding excuses for this toxicity.

"So you have a boyfriend but instead go watch a movie with some other dude!? Why didn't you ask me!?" Trevor said while Pablo was holding his hand in tight fists imagining them hitting his stupid face.

"I did ask you..but you said no.." you reminded the boy who only laughed at that saying that it was the stupidest movie to ever be made to what you only shrugged.

How could you stay with someone who treated you like this!? Pablo wasn't a big movie fan but seeing you next to him with a big smile while watching your favorite celebrity was enough to make that his favorite movie from now on..it was your happiness that mattered to him.

"Let's just go inside!" Trevor said and Pablo could tell that was not what you wanted but nodded your head anyways.

"Are you sure bombon?" Pablo's eyes were full on concern and you didn't want him to worry about you nodding your head and faking a smile.

"Thanks for the ride, Pabs. See you around!" you said walking towards the door feeling Trevor's hand slap your ass on purpose to make Pablo see it and you felt so disgusted- like a piece of meat he was using to prove a point.

Pablo haven't seen your for a week after that, knowing that cabrón didn't let you out of his sight but secretly hoping you will come to the next game tomorrow.

He couldn't stop thinking about Trevor slapping your ass wanting to break his arm for ever laying a finger on your precious body but then he remembered that he wasn't your boyfriend. You were no Pablo's to protect..you were not his.

"Míster, viene tu hija??" Pablo asked Xavi in the changing room and the man nodded saying she is sitting on her usual seats right by the tunnel. The man knew of your friendship and unlike Trevor, Pablo was someone he trusted much more.

Pablo went to say hello a little surprised when he saw you wearing your regular red shirt instead of his jersey. Ever since he gifted you his jersey after the big El Classico win, you were wearing it to every game ever since as a sign of support to your best friend.

"Dónde está mi camiseta bombon?" Pablo said and you looked down sadly shaking your head remembering for how long Trevor yelled at you when you wore it so you had to change out of it if you wanted to go at all.

"He wouldn't let me Pabs...I'm sorry" you said and Pablo clenched his jaw wishing he can beat that entitled american ass so badly.

"Well he is not here now..here you go" Pablo took off his jersey and your eyes widened as he climbed the railing asking you to raise your arms before slipping it over your body making you smile wide.

"Good luck Pabs!" you said and he smiled back jumping off and looking up at you as his teammates started running to the pitch for warm ups.

"I won't need it..you are here watching me" Pablo said with a big smile and you nodded as he left to join the rest of the team.

He won..of course he did..and he looked so good doing it..you were mesmerized for those two hours but then reality hit you. Trevor was right, you were falling in love with Pablo (or maybe you always were in love with him) but you committed to someone who should have your full attention.

Pablo will never give you his attention fully..not with football and the girls throwing themselves at his feet...Pablo is an impossible mission!

"Did you see that bombon!? We won! You're my lucky charm!" Pablo hugged you tightly but you didn't hug him back backing away before taking off his jersey giving it back to him.

"Congrats..um I have to go Pabs..I'm sorry" you said not wanting to cry in front of him and he just took his jersey with furrowed eyebrows watching you leave the stadium in a rush.

You came home locking yourself in your room crying for what felt like eternity, before finally dialing Trevor's number wondering if he wanted to come over. You could use some company to forget about Pablo.

No answer. Again. No answer. Huh? Where was he?

Pablo went to the nearby club to celebrate the victory with his friends although he wasn't much in the mood after you leaving so suddenly. He wanted to call you or even better drive to your house but he knew that wouldn't be the smartest idea if Trevor was there.

The last thing he expected was to see Trevor sitting right across from their boot instead making out with some blonde who clearly did way too much plastic surgery..I mean her boobs looked like they might explode any second.

His poor girl..she was going to be heartbroken over this imbecile!

Pedri noticed Pablo getting up quickly before rushing to their table surprising Trevor before hitting his face with all the pumped up anger he held in for months.

"You disgusting hijo de puta! You are cheating on the most amazing girl with her!? " Pablo sat at him about to hit him again but Trevor got up to his feet.

"Your shortie of a friend doesn't have much of a body bro! I mean when did you ever seen her wear something hot??" Trevor was clearly drunk not knowing what he was saying and Pablo smirked pushing him back.

"This morning..when she was in my jersey!" Pablo said hitting the right spot

Trevor punched him and suddenly everyone was yelling rushing away from the fight while Pedri ran to pull Pablo out of the club and into the cab before paparazzi arrived.

Pablo was on the bike when he saw you enter the training center looking extremely angry asking your dad if you could see Pablo outside and he permitted it wondering himself what happened.

"Hey bombon, what happened?" Pablo was concerned when you didn't reply to his calls last night when he was trying to tell you that Trevor cheated and now you looked like you wanted to kill him.

"You told Trevor about the jersey!? Why Pablo!? Are you trying to break off my relationship!?" you were yelling angrily and Pablo couldn't make you shut up so he can tell your about Trevor and that girl at the club.

"He cheated on you Y/n! He cheated and had an audacity to say you don't have a good body when you are nothing short of perfect! I couldn't let him win!" Pablo was yelling now too expecting you to be shocked after hearing that Trevor cheated but you weren't.

"He told me about the girl..and I forgave him Pablo" you said and now Pablo was the one in utter shock.

"Why!?" Pablo said wishing that all of this was big bad dream that will soon be over. Why would you let someone disrespect you over and over again like this??

"Because I've cheated on him too..well not really..but I've been thinking about someone else while we were together and he sensed that..which is why he was angry and said all of those things" you explained not wanting to be too detailed but Pablo knew that this guy was manipulating you and making you stay with him for some reason.

"Do you love with Y/n?" Pablo took you back with that question while you gulped heavily knowing that the answer is no but nodding your head nevertheless. You will start loving him now that you stopped thinking about Pablo..right??

"Just promise you will come to me if you ever need me bombon?" Pablo said and you felt your eyes fill with tear almost feeling like this was a goodbye you never wanted to say.

"I promise Pabs.." you say hugging him tightly and he tugs you back never wanting to let go but knowing he had no right to keep holding you any longer.

Pablo cared about you too much and was too stubborn to just let this go...you mattered to him and someone was using your kindness for personal gain but Pablo wasn't going to allow it without a fight. He was determined to find out what this kid wanted from you and save your from his toxicity no matter what it took!

You might not be his girl..but he felt like you were his to protect and he felt motivated to do so!

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the-offside-rule · 7 months

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Frenkie De Jong (FCBarcelona) - Swift Coded

Requested: yes

Prompt: Reader is listening to Taylor Swift and she decides Frenkie is in fact Swift coded, leaving the dutchman very confused

Warnings: swiftie frenkie

As Y/n sat in the back porch watching the rain drizzle down and sketching on her study folder, her mind was elsewhere. While she listened to the Lover album from Taylor Swift, she found herself listening to each and every song and having a deep connection with them. Now obviously with the exception of London Boy, every other song rooted itself to Frenkie. She had met Frebkie in their younger years when she became an exchange student in Amsterdam to better her Dutch and met Frenkie by simply being partnered up with him for a project of some sort. However, she remembers distinctly being told he would possibly not even be around to help eith it because of his football. Nonetheless, he still showed up to the library everyday after school before having to head off to training or matches. And on the off-chance he had to travel away for a match, he still did his part on the bus over. From there, Frenkie missed their regular hangouts to finish the project so they started hanging out regularly and that turned into dates and surely enough, the began dating.

Her head turned as she heard the front door opening and closing followed by footsteps echoing throughout the house. "Lief? I'm home!" He called. "Out the back!" Y/n replied. Frenkie walked through the house and spotted his girlfriend sat on the porch with a cup of tea on the table whilst she sat scribbling away. "You know you need to stop writing on your study folder." Frenkie chuckled as he kissed her cheek and sat down beside her. "Mmh. I don't know. I think it's fun." Y/n replied. "Your final year in college and you're drawing."

"Maybe they'll appreciate the trees I'm drawing." She lifted up her folder to show the back, a forest sketched into it with pencil. "I don't think that would give you enough credit for get a degree." Frenkie grinned and looked out into the garden. The rain laced their comfortable silence before Y/n spoke up. "You're very much a Taylor coded man." Frebkie turned to his girlfriend with an arched brow. "Like her boyfriend. All the songs written about him is the closest comparison I can find to how I feel about you. You know?"

"But I'm not English?" He replied in a questioning tone. "Neither is she." Y/n said. "Yes, but isn't her boyfriend? I think I remember you telling me that on our first date." Frenkie chuckled. "I did not talk about Taylor Swift that much." Y/n scoffed. "You talked about her more than yourself I think." Frenkie joked. "In my defense, it was the one thing I knew how to talk about from my Dutch classes in school. I needed to talk about an interest for a full five minutes." Frenkie chuckled and interlocked his fingers with Y/n's. "If I could have the option to go back to when we met and fall in love all over again, I would love to do that."

"You're very romantic." Y/n smiled, starting to make their hands sway. Frenkie laughed. "What can I say? That's just how you get the girl." He replied. Y/n grinned. "I have trained you well, Frenk."

#football #football blurbs #football imagines #fcbarcelona #laliga #frenkie de jong imagine #frenkie de jong imagines #frenkie de jong x reader #frenkie de jong x y/n #frenkie de jong #football fanfic

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didishawn · 1 year

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frenkie de jong honeymoon smut?

Paradise (Frenkie de Jong x Reader) smut

Warnings: smut, Frenkie being the best, sex on the beach

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The ring is heavy on your finger and you see nothing, your chest is filled up with love, and you feel your newly husband's arms around your waist, guiding you as he whispers sweet nothings into your ear.

You are still high on joy, the wedding still on your mind, now in awautal for whatever else is to come on your honeymoon that your husband, your Frenkie has secretly worked on, a small surprise for his love.

The destination is a tropical place, near the beach, you can smell the sea, hear the waves crashing against each other, the sand on your feet, where you exactly are is a secret after falling asleep for who knows how long in the jet.

He helps you step inside where you suppose you will be staying, his fingers are delicate when he takes off what covers your vision. You blink, once, twice, adjusting to the light, it's nighttime though.

"You like it?" he asks, as if he didn't know the answer.

He has instantly taken you to the bedroom, covered in rose petals and champagne on the nightstand, a low, sensual tune playing on the background, you look around, it's the typical place where those rich you see on Tiktok go. You spin around, arms around your husband's neck as you make him lean down, lips meeting in the sweetest of kisses.

"I love it" you tell him, and his eyes shine with love as much as yours.

"Do you want to go for swim?" he asks, face looking back to the calm sea, moon reflecting on it making the most precious scene.

"I don't think I have any swimsuit worthy enough for the ocassion"

He grins, that cheeky smile he only gives you when he feels naughty.

"Don't worry, I have something perfect, it's on my bag, you can't take it, I will wait for my dashing wife outside" he separates and let's you take a peak inside his pants "I came prepared"

You have never felt as beautiful in a swimsuit before, the white cloth fitting you perfectly and somehow screaming bride, not just a simple bikini.

He is already on the water, walking around, admiring the view, looking ethereal, beautiful, everyday making you fall in love again. He must sense your presence, he always does, turning around, loving smile on his face, hand extended to you, grasping it delicately, and pulling you towards him, laughing as you shiver at the coolness, he embraces you, face buried on your hair, kissing it.

"I adore you" he says, you hum into the heat of his skin "you are beautiful"

"All thanks to you, where did you even get this from?"

"A magician nevar reveals his secrets, besides, it all lays on the model, not the cloth"

He kisses your shoulder, sharing his body heat with you, he moves you two, as if in a dance, humming your song, the one you danced to just a couple hours ago as husband and wife for the first time.

"I love you"

"I love you too"

He gazes down at you, taking your lips on his, it's sweet, until its not, tongue pushing further into your mouth, one hand on your jaw, keeping you in place for him, the other caressing your body up and down, taking shivers from you.

His tongue is down your throat, neither pulling away, his hands on your ass, grasping it, making you moan, you can feel his hardness on your tummy, then between your legs as he makes you jump on him, legs around his waist.

You separate "Wait, what if someone sees?"

He shakes his head "No one will, love, the island is ours for the night, and workers will come by only if we ask them to, you are mine for time being, forever, until you get tired of me"

"You know that will never happen"

"Then we will always be together, as I don't intend of ever letting you go"

His hands are playful on you bottom, pulling the cloth then letting it smack you, he enjoys your whimpers, you can feel his smile on your neck.

You are wet, he can feel it when he finally pushes the small thing keeping you from him aside, teasing you, your entrance, circles on your clit, already moaning out for him, trembles now from pleasure.

Your hands are what push his own swimsuit down enough for his cock to sprung out, taking him and stroking slowly up and down.

"Fuck, I need to be inside you right now"

His cock is on your entrance, teasing, yet doesn't enter that is your decision to make, you are to lead the pace, for him, everything is about you, you could use him as a sex toy, and he would have no complains, the groan he lets when you finally take him inside is heavenly as he feels like cumming already.

Frenkie honestly had never realised how strong he was until now, his hands on your waist and moving you up and down while fully standing up, his mind hazy, yet he would never let you fall.

The sound of skin slapping is loud, both of you are sensitive, whining, moaning and trembling, so high even if not having reached your extasis. You are in a passionate kiss, everything so romantic yet so utterly filthy, he teases your clit, you pull on his hair, making him groan, his cock hitting perfectly that special spot inside you.

His balls are tight so full, so are your walls, about to cum, his cock made just for you, his little wife who he loves so much.

The thrusts get sloppier, still as deep, yet a clear indicator of how neither of you won't last much more.

He fills you up to the brim, cumming deep inside you at the very same time your walls tighten around him, smiling him as you reach extasis together.

You pant into each other's mouths he doesn't let you go, his softening cock still inside you as he looks deep into your eyes.

"Well, this is definitely not how I expected our first time as husband and wife to go" he says, placing a sweet kiss on your cheek, enjoying the gone look you have, dumb for him.

"The night is still young, Mr De Jong"

"Well, Mrs De Jong, I would tell you to race against me to the bedroom but-"

"Frenkie, I don't think my legs have ever felt so trembly"

"... I guess this is a race against myself"

Still with you on his arms, he runs towards your little paradise, in between giggles and kisses, your honeymoon has officially started.

#barca #fc barca #barcelona #frenkie de jong #netherlands nt #netherlands national team #de jong #football imagine #football player

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ikram1909 · 2 months

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"Gavi has to be the barça of the future"

#and the official account posted that quote too #they said DON'T LOOK AT HIM #also I'd like to zoom in on the difference in his reaction between Gavi being sold and frenkie #there's something happening there friends #pablo gavi #baby waby #xavi hernandez #fc barcelona

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httpsdana · 9 months

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Heyy could you write a fluff imagine with frenkie de jong? something like y/n coming home tired and just being glad he’s there to take care of her and baby her

“I’m tired” “come here” *open his arms for her to cuddle*

Come Here~Frenkie De Jong

*GIF isn't mine. credits to the owner*

my baby 🥹. I can't believe he's gonna become a father omg I'm so happy for him and Mikkey. Anyways I made the reader pregnant here just cuz I'm obsessed with their pregnancy

you can request from my prompt list

this is my master list

players/drivers I write for

44-"I'm tired" "come here"

y/n let out a sigh as soon as she stepped into her house. Noticing Frenkie's shoes were at the front door, she smiled, glad that he's here.

"I'm home!" she said in a loud voice, dropping her bag at the coffee table of their living room. She dropped on the couch, letting out another sigh because of her tiredness

"oh hi love. how was your day?" Frenkie asked as he appeared on the room. He sat down next to her, putting on hand quickly on her small bump and the other on the back of her head, messaging her scalp softly

She hummed in satisfaction, closing her eyes at the sensation.

"I'm tired" she mumbled, her eyes still closed

"come here" he said, opening his arm for her to settle in them

She laid her head on his chest, sliding one of her arms around her waist, resting the other on his abdomen

He put one arm around her shoulder, and the other was still in her hair

"is our little bean giving you a hard time?" he asked in a baby voice, making y/n chuckle

"no he isn't. but my asshole boss is" she grumbled, making Frenkie sigh

"just quit your job or take a vacation until you give birth. this isn't healthy sweetheart, neither for you nor for the baby" he said, pressing a small kiss on the crown of her head

"yeah yeah I know. but you know what might make me feel better?" she looked up at him with an innocent smile. He smiled back and pulled a thinking face

"mhmm...I wonder if its one of the ice cream boxes that I found plently of in our fridge last night" he said making y/n burst out of laughter

"you can't blame me. its the cravings. I was craving some ice cream at the supermarket and one box didn't seem enough" she said with a smile, making Frenkie's widen

"I'll get you some of that" he pressed a small kiss on her lips, satisfied when he heard her giggles

They sat on their couch, y/n between Frankie's legs eating her ice cream, with Frenkie having his hands under her shirt, rubbing her baby bumps with his fingers

"I can't wait to meet our little bean" he whispered

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gavedri · 9 months

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the new captains of FC Barcelona

#fcb #fc barcelona #araujo #de jong #ronald araujo #frenkie de jong

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gavidaily · 7 months

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SEASON 23/24 ↳ FC Barcelona vs. Celta de Vigo | 23.09.23

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suckerforechteliebe · 3 months

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Feels good to be back.

Also good to know that Frenkie is still that awkward guy when things gets pushy. 😉

#frenkie de jong #football #fc barcelona

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livelaughlovepedri · 10 months

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Pedri, Frenkie, Gundo and Gavi. what a wonderful midfield

#im so happy #fc barcelona #pedri #pablo gavi #frenkie de jong #ilkay gündoğan

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peligrosapop · 8 months

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FDJ: A big flirt

#fc barcelona #barça #the only blond that matters #fdj #frenkie de jong

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footballlover8 · 10 months

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could you write something about y/n receiving hate comments and frenkie helping her deal with it and taking care of her? Being like “don’t worry baby I’m here” 🥹🥹🥹

A/N: Hi! I’m so happy that someone requested for frenkie! He’s so underrated and I just love him so much! I hope you like it!❤️

Warnings: swearing? Google translated Dutch, hate, mentions of unaliving yourself, negative comments on body image and appearance. (Let me know if there is something else)

Requested?:Yes/No

Genre:Angst & Fluff

(Please remember, English is not my native language)

Tell me you understand||Frenkie de Jong

(He’s so pretty!😻❤️)

(Gif is not mine, all credits too the owner)

Her and frenkie's love life had been quite private but after a picture of the two together on the beach got leaked, everything changed. Luckily for her, her face didn't show. The only thing they could see was what they knew as a random girl, laying on frenkie's chest as he hugged onto her body.

But once that picture was leaked, everyone wanted too know who frenkie's girl was.

He had neither confirmed or denied anything on social media. If he did comment on it people would definitely find out about it.

But last night he decided too at least let them know that she were not only a random hookup or anything but actually his girlfriend.

@frenkiedejong

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frenkiedejong: Some of you may have seen the picture of me and a girl on the beach. And I just wanted too clear things up. She's not just a random girl or anything.

She's my girlfriend. And I really hope you Guys understand that we want privacy in this relationship. She means the absolute world to me and I love her too death, so I hope you respect us both. Thank you❤️

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Pedri:Hermano!🙌

Liked by frenkiedejong

Fcbarcelona: Our best supporter!❤️💙

Liked by y/n...y/l/n.02 & frenkiedejong

Fan26:He's been so Happy lately! Now I know why, I'm so happy for them!❤️💙

Memphisdepay: Het beste stel! Ik ben zo blij voor jullie twee❤️

Frenkiedejong: Dank je broer🙏❤️

(The best couple I’m so happy for you two❤️) (Thank you brother 🙏❤️)

User5:Why does she look like that?😭

User87:Literally was thinking about the same thing🤣

User46:I'm not even gonna say anything, I think it explains itself😭

Fan59:Who is she!? She looks like such a sweet girl!

Frenkiedejong:She is! We've decided too keep her name out of social media for now at least.

User62:So she's that ugly?😐

User37:Probably just using him for money🙄

User98:I saw her at the beach, and let me tell you, Frenkie definitely just feels bad for her. I almost threw up🤢

User32:Omgggg same🤮

User544:GUYS! I JUST FOUND HER INSTA @y/n...y/l/n.02

Fan33:Why can't you guys just respect they're privacy?

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As soon as she saw the comment she immediately tapped the Notification Center and saw that already over thousands of people had followed her.

No, no, no. That wasn't supposed too happen. She thought too herself, panic washing over her.

While all of this happened frenkie was out for a photo shoot for the new Barcelona kit. But even if he was there it's not like he could've done anything about it.

Was it a good idea too set her profile to private now? Or was it too late? She had know idea what too do so she decided too call one of her best friend Taia, raphinia's girlfriend.

She picked up after three rings.

"Hey babes, what's up?" Natalia's sweet voice rang through her ears, it was sort of comforting

"Hi taia, have you seen frenkie's post?" She asked the Brazilian as she sat down on her and frenkie's bed.

"No? Let me check it out real quick" There was a little pause of silence as taia checked the post, viewing some of the comments as well.

"Oh babes...I'm sorry. I know you didn't want to be very public" Taia smiled sadly over the camera.

"But...what should I do? I mean, I thought of maybe setting it too private, but I feel like that would be too late now..." She sighed.

"It's not too late, you can just remove the followers, though that might take a while" Taia quickly realized how long that might take.

"But I still think it might be a good idea, you can always take breaks from removing them" Taia shrugged.

"Okey, yeah. I guess you're right. Thanks taia" She smiled slightly at the older woman .

"Of course I'm right, I'm always right" She joked making a light chuckle escape from the other girl.

"Okey, I've got to go, Gael just woke up from his nap"

"Okey, give him a kiss from his favorite aunt"

"I will, bye, love you"

"Love you too"

She hung up and fell down on the bed letting out a big sight.

She put her profile on private even though there was already 26 thousand people that had already managed too follow her.

She knew dating a footballer would be hard, especially when she was just a normal girl. But she hadn't planned on letting people find out who she was. So this was a little unexpected, she wasn't prepared.

She decided too go clear her head a little and took a long shower. Self care never fails too make a person feel better.

But as soon as she was finished with all the skincare as well all she could see was notifications popping up on her Insta. And of course her being her, had too cheek it out.

There was lots of comments on one of her most recent post

@y/n...y/l/n.02

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y/n...y/l/n.02: So blessed💛🌟🌞

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Frenkiedejong: Ik hou zoveel van je❤️😍

y/n...y/l/n.02: Ik hou ook van jou❤️

(I love you so much) (I love you too)

Frenkiedejong:Mijn mooie meisje😍

Liked by, y/n...y/l/n.02

(My beautiful girl)

Pedri: Pov:Frenkie was behind the camera🙄

Frenkiedejong:Stop being so jealous🤣

y/n...y/l/n.02:kie! Don't be mean!

Frenkiedejong:He was rude to you🤷‍♂️

Pedri: I wasn't! I was just stating the obvious!

Y/M.Y/l/n:Hermosa🥰😘

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(Beautiful)

Y/D_y/l/n: Mijn mooie dochter🥰❤️

Liked by y/n...y/l/n.02

(My beautiful daughter)

Fan51:She's so cute!

User66:What are you even doing...?

User99:Please never ever smile again. I've never seen such a disgusting smile in my whole life😬

User77:Frenkie must feel real bad for you. You look like what I did back in high school, in 2009...😀

Fan1: What the fuck are you doing here then? You're in your 30s, get outta here tf😭

User31:🤮🤮🤮

User22:What the fuck does frenkie see in you?😭

Fan:She looks so happy💛

User6:love yourself, because we don't😑

User87:Damn girl, drop the workout routine...like seriously drop it, it's not working😆

User33:Some of these comments are so mean...maybe it's a sign too listen too them

User55:Not even make up can hide your flaws.

Usee65:Aww, it looks like you have a really good heart. I really hope it stops though

User60:Whore🤢🤮

User53:God...Ever considered killing yourself?😬

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The comments went on and on about her appearance and that frenkie was probably with her because he felt bad and that he was probably cheating on her. But the worst was probably the ones that told her too kill herself.

She didn't know what too do, everything just felt wrong. Had frenkie seen them? Probably not, he wasn't too active on Insta and since it wasn't under his post the worst comment was, he hadn't got any notifications.

As she continued reading the comments, she hadn't even noticed tears rolling down her face. A loud sob escaped her mouth as she buried her head in frenkie's pillow. It smelled so much like him.

She always felt comforted around him so just smelling his scent made her body ease up a tiny bit. But still she didn't understand why they were so mean. She started questioning everything they were saying.

Did she really look that ugly? Was she not good enough? Was she not good enough for frenkie? Should she really consider killing herself? What did frenkie see in her? After all she was just a normal girl, with a normal life.

All these thoughts flooded her mind, she hadn't noticed the door downstairs had been shut. That wasn't until she heard footsteps coming into the bedroom.

Luckily for her, he couldn't see her face since it was literally buried in the pillow, so she hoped the tears would stop. Sadly Hope wasn't on her side this time.

"Hey prinses" Frenkie's soft voice made her want to cry even more. (Princess)

"Hi kie" She mumbled in the pillow her voice sore.

"You feeling okey? Are you sick? C'mere let me feel your forehead" He panicked immediately hearing how hoarse her voice was, and he knew how much she hated being sick.

"No,no I'm okey" She mumbled again but it was too late, he had already turned her over so he could feel her forehead.

Once frenkie saw her tear stained face, a frowned made its way onto his face.

"Prinses, what's the matter, why are you crying?" He asked, his voice filled with concerned. He sat down on the side of the bed as his hand moved up too her cheek and caressing it softly. (Princess)

She couldn't say anything, if she did she would just start sobbing. And she didn't want too look so weak in front of him, not that he hadn't seen her cry a numerous times already.

"Baby, talk too me" His thumb rubbed her cheeks gently, as his other hand removed some of the hair that was sticking too her wet cheeks due too the tears.

As soon as she opened her mouth too say anything a sob left her mouth.

Frenkie didn't say anything, he just laid down besides her and pulled her body into his own. He caressed the back of her head into his chest, letting her cry.

His heart broke seeing her so vulnerable.

"Shh, it's okey liefje. It's all gonna be okey" He ran his fingers through her soft hair. (Sweetheart)

"Shh, I just need my pretty girl too breath okey? Can you do that for me?" He asked her softly as he kissed her head multiple times.

He continued his actions as she inhaled his scent deeply before exhaling again, then repeating it until she had calmed down.

"You ready too talk schatje?" He moved her head gently up from his chest so he could see her face. (Cutie)

"I'm sorry" She wasn't quite sure what she was apologizing for, it was just a random habit she had.

"Don't be sorry" His lips brushed her forehead softly his thumb rubbing soothing circles on her cheek. His actions made her sleepy as well as already being tired from all the crying.

She laid her head down against his chest again and as Frenkie continued stroking her cheek she fell into a deep slumber.

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The next morning she had just excused herself, telling him that she had the worst migraine ever. And he believed her seeing as she often had those types of migraines. He had just brushed it off until about a week later.

The two were just laying in bed cuddling. Both scrolling through their phone. She couldn't seem too get a break, they just loved hating on her.

Her being her, couldn't just ignore it. It was basically impossible. So while she read through the awful comments about her, she couldn't help the tears forming in her eyes.

Her grip on frenkie's hoodie tightened, this didn't go unnoticed by him.

"Liefje, you okey?" He asked lifting her head up gently being met by her teary eyes. (Sweetheart)

"Hey, what's wrong?" Just as the question slipped from him a single tear fell down her face being followed by more.

"Hey, prinses don't cry. Shh Don't cry" He spoke as his arms wrapped around hers tightly not letting her go. (Princess)

" They're so mean" She sobbed into his chest, he felt his shirt become damp with tears. And no matter how kind frenkie was, he would kill for that girl. So whoever made his girl upset should definitely watch out.

"Mijn lieve meisje, who's mean?" He stroked her hair, wiping her tears away with the pad of his thumb. (My sweet girl)

She didn't answer him though, she stayed silent as the tears slowly stopped falling as he ran his hand up and down her spine, his movements calling her ever so slightly.

"Talk to me liefde" He encouraged, looking into her eyes. (Love)

"Your fans, they're so mean" She repeated, biting the inside of her cheek.

"What do you mean liefje?" He asked confused, not understanding what she meant. (Sweetheart)

She just gave him her phone. He took it and scrolled through the comments. He was shocked too say the least. He didn't expect people too be so rude too his girlfriend, especially not with how sweet she was.

"Liefje, has this been going on since we went public?" A hint of rage could be heard in his tone. She could see the pure anger on his face as she nodded. (Sweetheart)

"Why didn't you tell me liefje? I could've made them stop" He asked her frowning

(Sweetheart)

"I didn't want to bother you kie" she sighed looking down feeling the wetness on her cheeks.

"You have too tell me this type of stuff. You can't keep that too yourself" he scolded her softly before hugging her tightly against him, giving her a slight squeeze as he felt her body tremble.

"None of it is true mijn prinses, they're just jealous okey?" "You are the sweetest human being too ever exist. You're gorgeous, I've never seen anyone as gorgeous as you" (my princess)

"I love you, so so much. If I ever lost you, I wouldn't know what to do with myself. So don't you dare listen to what they're saying because it's all bullshit" "they just have a horrible life and take it all out on other innocent people, who have done nothing wrong"

"You're my beautiful girl, with one of the kindest heart and such a sweet soul. Okey? Please tell me you understand me" He looked at her with sorrow in his eyes, he really hoped she understood what he was saying.

"I understand" She sniffed wiping her tears with the sleeves of the hoodie she was wearing.

"Good...I love you so much liefje" He whispered softly kissing the side of her head and pulling her on top of him earning a small giggle from the girl.

(Sweetheart)

"I'm sorry you had to read all that, but I hope you know that I'm here with you, I'll always be here with you. I'll protect you from all these awful people. I'll protect you from everything" He assured her as she felt her eyes become slightly heavy.

"Even from scary spiders?" She questioned, though it was muffled by frenkies hoodie.

"Even from scary spiders" He confirmed with a little chuckle.

"Thank you frenkie" He could feel her smile into his hoodie.

"Of course baby"

"Ik hou zoveel van je mijn mooie prinses"

(I love you so much my beautiful princess)

"Ik hou ook van jou" She said tiredly, Her voice low. (I love you too)

"Go to sleep...I can tell you're tired" He told her, running his fingers through her hair.

A chuckle released from frenkie once he heard a little moan, meaning she was asleep. She had a habit of moaning when she slept, frenkie thought it was adorable though.

"Welterusten lieverd, zoete dromen" He whispered, kissing her forehead softly.

(Good night sweetheart, sweet dreams)

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