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avenirdelight · 1 year

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A False Accusation

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They have a heated argument where she drops an accusation on him. He claims that it’s a false accusation.

⚠️ Curse words

“You don't love me.”

She voiced the words to the room, clearly and firmly. Strangely enough, saying it out loud didn’t make her chest feel lighter like she’d thought it would. It still felt as suffocating as it had been.

“Wow,” he scoffed, his shoulders shook when he did. “That’s a terrible accusation, that.”

She glanced at him, but she quickly dropped her gaze again after she noticed the hurt plastered all over his face. He couldn’t believe that she had the audacity to say such cruel words.

“And also,” he continued, leaning forward on the sofa, propping his body with his elbows on his knees. “It’s a false accusation. That’s terrible from you.”

She was sitting on the other sofa across from him, leaning back and folding her arms in front of her chest. She could feel his eyes boring into her and she couldn’t resist the temptation to stare back at him. So she did.

She gritted her teeth. Those eyes were angry, those eyes had used to look at her in the most special way. She refused to believe that it was just in her head, that she was just making it up, because she had used to easily fall in love all over again every time she looked at those eyes but at some point, she started to feel that they’d changed.

“Really?” She challenged him, giving him a sharp look that matched his.

He scoffed again, pinching the bridge of his nose in stress. He shook his head. He couldn’t quite believe that she truly believed that he didn’t love her. Where did it even come from?

“Are you telling me that I lie every time I tell you I love you? Mind you, I say that every single day,” he said. But she was silent, so he continued. “Don’t I always give you everything? Make sure that you have everything you need, that you’re safe?” He asked. If she forgot about that, he was ready to remind her of all the things he did for her. Everything that he needed to sacrifice. “I give you my world.”

“You give me your money.” Her voice was firm and certain. And it stabbed him right in his heart.

It wasn’t that she was ungrateful for everything he’d given her. Moving her into his big house, constantly buying her expensive gifts, taking her to travel the world on holidays, giving her a luxury life—but that wasn’t the reason she’d fallen in love with him. She was never in it for the dime.

She had fallen in love with him for who he was. Or at least who he had used to be.

“I’m thankful that you gave me this wonderful life but I really don’t need the latest Prada release or to be on a yacht every holiday. I don’t need new jewellery every time you feel sorry, I don’t need you to surprise me with flowers in the morning just for you to go missing for the rest of the day.”

“I thought you liked them. Have you been lying, then?”

“I do appreciate them but that’s not the point! The point is I need you!” She sounded so desperate. She honestly had been feeling this way for a while and she hoped that this time he was really listening to her. “I just need a little bit of your time, for you to be with me, and not just physically. You’re with me but your head is somewhere else. I need you to just look at me, I–”

“Well, I’m sorry, okay?!” He cut her off, the tone of his voice rising up. “I’m sorry that my work demands so much of my time, it asks so much from me, I’ve always told you that from the beginning. My career is my life and there would be rough bumps along the way. Things get hard, things–”

“Yeah, that’s the problem, don’t you see??” Her tone was as high now, it was only adding to the tension. “You run away from me when things get hard for you. You don’t even want to share anything with me. You give me gifts and temporary attention to ‘make up’ for it. Every time!” She stood up from the sofa. She frustratingly pointed a finger against her chest, giving him a piercing gaze. “Am I so untrustworthy or unreliable? Am I that insufferable to deal with so you don’t want to open up to me?”

“Don’t.” He shook his head, clenching his fists. “Don’t start making up things now. I never for a second think about you that way.”

“Well, you always make me wonder. Wonder why you shut me out.” She shrugged. “It’s the truth, you can’t deny it. You always leave me out of things.”

“I’m just protecting you!” He abruptly stood up. “I can’t– I’m sorry if it’s hard for me to share things that I know would just hurt you and stress you out!” He moved his hands animatedly and quite angrily. “Don’t you understand?! I am saving you the troubles and the pain!”

“I want the f*cking pain!!”

Her voice pierced through his ears and he froze in his place, feeling shivers down his spine. He clenched his jaw and gulped. The anger, the desperation, the pain that she had been holding in, she’d just let it all out. She’d gotten so upset at this point, the tears quickly pooled in her eyes and threatened to fall. It pained him even more. He had never seen her like this.

“I’d rather feel the pain, suffer with you.” Her voice was small and timid this time, but there were so many emotions in it. “I’d choose that, rather than feeling left out and not appreciated. I promise you that’s the worst thing to feel. I hate it. I absolutely f*cking hate it.”

He sat back down, burying his face into his hands, trying to compose himself and find the right words to say. He felt her anger, her sadness, but he also needed her to understand that he did everything for a reason.

He let out a little sigh as he looked up to her. Her tears were already streaming down her cheeks.

“I don't live a normal life and all I’m trying to do is to keep you out of the abnormalities and all the absurd things. The sh*t people say out there, it gets scary sometimes. People are actually willing to do foolish and crazy things to bring me down.” He spoke with a more gentle tone, trying to reason with her. “And if you’re hurt, if something bad happens to you, I won’t be able to forgive myself.”

She wiped her tears away with her shaky hands, before she hugged herself with arms, trying to provide herself some comfort. He didn’t only sound serious, he also sounded sorry.

“What do you want me to do, then?” He stared at her with tired eyes. The anger in his eyes had worn off, it even looked like he was going to cry. “I’m sorry. I really am.” His voice was a bit shaky. “I’ll do whatever makes you happy. Please. I can’t lose you. What am I going to be if I lose you?”

Her heart clenched painfully. She couldn’t deny that it was heartbreaking to see himself asking the question—like he was really scared to lose her, like his world would crumble down in an instant if he lost her. She had never seen him like this before. He’d always appeared strong in front of her, like nothing could ever bring him down, like no one could ever catch him looking weak.

“Every single thing that I’ve ever done is to protect you and to make you happy, to earn your love. Most of the time I don’t think I deserve you, you know. Because you deserve more than this f*cking fool,” he said pointing at himself. “Who apparently doesn’t know how to love. I’m sorry if I’ve done it the wrong way and made you feel the opposite way.”

Without her even realising it, what she’d been wishing to see was happening right in front of her—for him to open up to her and show his vulnerable side. Her tears fell again, but for a different reason this time. She felt his confusion, his sorrow, and she was hurting with him.

After a moment of deafening silence, he suddenly stood up. He approached her, who was just standing with her head down. He grabbed her by her waist and turned her to look at him. He fixed her dishevelled hair, tucking stray strands of hair to the back of her ears. He lifted her head up by her chin, before he continued to wipe her tears again. Every touch was so gentle, every touch felt gave her warmth and comfort that she’d been longing.

“Look at me, please,” he said. She finally shifted her gaze up and stared back at him. His eyes were looking at her fondly. “I love you so much. Please believe me.” He choked up, trying his best to convey his feelings through his voice. “I took you home to my mum and told her you’re the most special person in my life, I try to treat you like a queen, I see you and talk about you like you’re my prized possession, because you are.”

She listened to him. She tried to really listen to him. And honestly, this time it wasn’t so hard to believe him. She appreciated that he was finally opening up, even though it had taken them quite a long time to get there, not to mention all the struggle they had had to go through. But he finally found his courage to be fragile.

“Do you know what? You don’t have to be strong all the time,” she said as his hands fell to her waists and safely rested there. Her voice was almost a whisper. “I’m your girlfriend. You have a responsibility to protect me, but I also have a responsibility to be your partner. So let me do my part.” She held his face and stroked a thumb on his cheek. “We do this together. We’re supposed to go through happiness and sadness together, we go through all the troubles together. You hear me?”

“Yeah, I hear you.” He nodded. “I’m really sorry, okay? I love you,” he said again, before she pulled him into a hug.

“I love you too. I love you,” she mumbled against his shoulder. She heard him letting out a sob as his chest and shoulders shook. He held her tight, and it had been a while since it felt like this. She felt heard and seen. She felt loved. It was all she ever wanted.

And he couldn’t describe the wave of relief that washed over him. He really thought that his biggest fear, losing her, was really going to happen. He realised that he’d actually failed her. All this time he had loved her his own way which he thought was the best and the safest way but apparently, it didn’t give her the safety he wanted for her. She was right—they had to do this together, and it meant that he had to listen to her, count her thoughts and feelings.

He would try. He promised he would try his best to see her how she wanted to be seen, and love her how she wanted to be loved. Because she was the most important person in his life, and he’d do anything to make himself deserve her.

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i had this sitting on my draft and i almost forgot about it! i kept switching between john and hendo when i wrote it. tell me who you imagined this! i hope you enjoyed it<3

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threelionsgirl · 3 months

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may i request a Jadon Sancho story please! where he’s hanging out with his friends 1 night but you text that you miss him and so he ditches them and they clown him for it 😭 he comes to pick you up and there’s a sweet reunion kiss/cuddle in the car :’)

i miss u | jadon sancho

warnings: none, just fluffy!!

word count: 601

notes: hope u like!! sorry for the bad title, I was out of ideas 🫠

masterlist | for now, requests are open!

It was a busy night when Jadon Sancho went out with his friends, laughing loudly amidst the excitement of the city. After returning to Dortmund, all he wanted to do was get reacquainted with the city he had lived in for a while and get to know his new clubmates better.

Meanwhile, you were at home, missing him, and decided to send him a message full of nostalgia:

y/n: "I miss you love 😔❤️".

It had been three days since you last saw each other, but for you it seemed like an eternity. You understood that he needed time off to go out with his friends, and that was fine with you, but that didn't stop you from missing and being affectionate with your boyfriend.

When he received the message, Jadon turned away from his friends, concentrating on his cell phone to answer you. He always replied on time when he wasn't busy with games and training.

jadon: I can't wait to see you again, do you want me to pick you up?

y/n: ah no need jad, you're with your friends I don't want to get in the way

jadon: you're not in the way y/n, I love my friends but your company always makes any place better for me

Y/N could swear she felt her heart melt. She was so lucky to have him as her boyfriend.

Jadon's distraction caught the attention of his friends who began to ridicule him. "Hey, Jadon, looks like Y/N's getting some attention, huh?" teased one of his friends with a mischievous grin.

Ignoring the jokes, Jadon replied: "You know how it is, when the right person calls, we answer." He turned away from the group and headed towards where you were.

Jadon parked in front of your house and flashed his headlights as it was always empty. You went downstairs and ran quickly to his car. As you approached, he opened the driver's door with the clear intention that this was where Y/N should enter. She got the message, got into the car and snuggled into his lap. Jadon closed the door and turned on the radio and the car's heating, making the atmosphere perfect. He turned to you, his eyes reflecting affection, wrapped his arms around your waist and you wasted no time in grabbing the back of his neck and giving him a kiss. As you looked at him, you noticed the sympathetic look in his eyes and, before you could say anything, Jadon smiled and said: "I've been missing you too."

"You're so cute!"

"You're the cute one." He said, giving you an Eskimo kiss and you laughed. Jadon stroked your hair and you hugged him tighter. All the time in the world wouldn't be enough to make her miss you.

"Do you want me to hold you closer?" He laughed when you squeezed him a little tighter. Jadon ran his hands up your back, caressing you lovingly.

"No that's not it, ugh-I just want to curl up inside you. Is that weird?"

"A little, but I don't mind at all."

"The fact that you love me even though I'm weird makes me love you even more."

"You're my weirdo and I love you anyway." She smiled and moved closer to kiss him again. No matter where they were going, they could always look forward to those moments and the affection they shared in the car.

As Jadon drove through the illuminated city, the conversation between you flowed with laughter and confidences. The tension of your friends' mockery disappeared completely.

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valentinajadehill · 11 months

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jadon sancho masterlist

keeping a secret o

sound check o

golden gyal o

mrs sancho, part two o

tiktoks and fights o

yo reiss o

live interview o

bikini

easter party

best friends would include o

festivities o

can't help it o

let me kiss you o

tints o

sexual tension o

on my knees (not for you)

four foot with attitude o

daddy's girl o

troublemaker o

uneven o

forever mine o

puzzle piece o

tattoo's together o

video games o

dubai o

draped in your lap o

lie detector o

personal period nurse o

just like mummy o

ready to love o

lockscreen o

flustered o

i'm a celebrity o

strawberries and chocolate o

teasing o

lazy mornings o

booty rubs o

paparazzi o

announcement o

lean on me

tattoos o

attention part one, part two, part three

wearing his shirt o

baby girl

jadon and jadon day

fluffy blurbs

vogue

boobs

pillowtalk

gentleman

cuddles

hair

lip balm

interview

bracelets

moonlight

massage

period

dating jadon

wandering hand

anxious

pda

spoiling

clingy

soft

same person

trim

secret album

softie

curls

easter

smutty blurbs

boobs

house hunting

spit

post glow

mirror

jealousy

sexual tension

panties

chain

going down

horny

dad blurbs

chains

protective

baby mamma

attention

staring

argument

twin boys

#jadon sancho #jadon sancho x reader #jadon sancho imagines #jadon sancho blurb

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trentsixtysix · 2 years

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Sorry if this is a bit specific but do you think you could write something for Trent where you’re both dating and you’re an England footballer’s sister, and then they interview your brother and Trent together whilst you’re in the room and bring you up and it’s quite fluffy (that probably made no sense) 💕💕

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DISCLAIMER: Apologies this took so long even though it's so short, poorly written and I hate it! but the request was so cute!

Word Count: 1.2k

Fluff

'What time are you guys filming that video?' You asked, watching your boyfriend and brother playing a game of Fifa, after they promised you it was their last round 3 rounds ago..

You were currently at St. George's park with them for the day, with a bunch of other players' family being present too for an event, but right now you were frustrated they weren't showing you any attention, locking you in the gaming room with them to watch.

'Helloo?' You called, playfully kicking them in the back.

'Soz babe, we're supposed to be doing it now I think.' Replied Trent, now feeling defeated as Jadon had just won.

'You're a cheat you.' He complained, as you began to laugh watching Jadon rub it in his face.

'I'm just too good, tell him Y/n.' Said Jadon, nudging you.

'Don't get ahead of yourself mate, remember I beat you every time.' You joked, provoking laughter from Trent who began to tease him.

You'd been with Trent just over a year now, having been introduced accidentally by your little brother Jadon. You couldn't say he was the happiest to find out you were together, with it definitely taking some time for him to get used to, eventually paying off as him and Trent were now the closest they'd ever been, making you almost jealous as your brother had stolen your boyfriend off of you.

The social media memes and jokes didn't help either, especially since you were a huge Liverpool fan, finding it awkward when United would play them, cheering both of them on but hoping for one winner, your boyfriend and your team.

'Shit we need to go.' Reminded Jadon, as you all left the room for them to be filmed.

They were filming a segment of 'Roommates' where they'd answer questions about each other, leaving you sat in the corner to enjoy the whole thing, fighting back your giggles when the two of them would overreact on getting a question wrong.

'Who is Trent's favourite artist, A: Kanye B: Drake C: Adele..' Read your brother, and you wished you could answer it for him because it was so obvious.

'Hmm, I can imagine him listening to all 3, but I'm gonna say Kanye.' Answered Jadon, as it was time for Trent to react.

'It's Adele man!' Explained Trent, Jadon in disbelief.

'Is that true? Are you heartbroken bro?' Pushed Jadon, making everyone in the room laugh.

'I won't stand for any Adele slander, and I literally went to her concert last month, sent you pics.' He tutted.

'Oh yeah, when you and Y/n went together?' Asked Jadon, receiving confirmation.

'You introduced Y/n and Trent didn't you Sanch?' Asked a player, walking by and eavesdropping on the interview, making you a bit uncomfy as you were unsure what the two would say, with both you and Trent having your relationship very private from the start.

'Shall I just tell the story then?' Asked Jadon, with the crew and other players cheering him on to do it, making you roll your eyes as you knew your brother loved being a story-teller, you and your boyfriend sat still listening, and you couldn't help but admire how shy he got.

'Well, we were playing Liverpool, and I was having a talk with Trentski after the match...'

'Then Y/n comes over to talk to me, and completely blows me off for Trent.' Explains your brother, making Trent burst out laughing.

'No it did not happen like that!' You playfully interjected, your face not in the video and only your voice.

'Let me finish! So she completely ignores me and starts telling Trent about how amazing his performance was... then 2 months later they're a thing.' Added Jadon.

'You did it to yourself man.' Smirked Trent, as the conversation went on a little longer. He looked over to see you smiling, with you still a bit unsure about this being posted on the England YouTube channel, hoping it'd be edited out. He gave you a little nod and thumbs up, as a way to tell you it's fine, and reassured you it wouldn't be a big deal, before you left them to finish the shooting, wandering over to the snacks table.

'Hey baby.' You heard a voice say, realising it was Trent wrapping his arms around you, as you were more focused on which cupcake to pick.

'You all done?' You asked, caressing his arm, the two of you weren't fans of PDA but you had missed your boyfriend today, not really caring at the moment.

'Yep, you ready to leave?'

'Yes please, where's Jadon?' You asked, aware you were his ride home too.

'Ah here he comes.' Said Trent, both of you watching him toddle over to you guys.

'We gonna get going then?' Questioned your brother, and you got your car keys ready for the lengthy journey back to Manchester.

Both of them were now sat in the car with you, with Trent in the passenger seat too tired to drive, and Sanch in the back already passed out from exhaustion, even though all they did was play Fifa the whole day.

'He looks just like you y'know.' Observed Trent, turning his back to see Jadon with his mouth wide open snoring away.

'Oi, watch it!' You joked, playfully slapping his arm.

'What? Not a bad thing he's a beautiful guy.' Said Trent.

'Starting to think you fancy him more than me now.' You bantered, making Trent put his hand on your thigh.

'Nah not yet, but I have to say I do love that kid a lot, without him I wouldn't have known you.' He said, making you blush.

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A week went by, the video was finally out, and you and Trent made sure to watch it immediately.

Most parts were cut out, making the video way shorter than the hour it actually took to film it, but of course, the part about your relationship was kept in, and you dreaded opening the comments to see people's opinions.

'Sancho is the real wingman.' Said one person.

'They've got the best bromance.' Said another.

'Wish my mate would set me up with his sister.' You repeated, reading one of the comments that the two of you found hilarious. Most of the comments were extremely supportive, all of them finding it adorable that Jadon was the reason for your relationship, being in awe of you both.

'This one's me favourite, "gonna be awkward when they break up" but we're not gonna break-up babe.' Said Trent.

'I'd hope not, I think Jadon would be the most heartbroken.' You explained, shutting your laptop as you'd read almost all of the comments.

'Oh he would would he?' Trent said, teasing you.

'Yes, yes he would, because he loves you like a brother.' You told him, seeing Trent's face light up.

'That's sweet that, he doesn't have to worry though because luckily I love his sister even more.' He revealed, puckering his lips like a child for you to kiss, making you giggle like a fool.

The video soon blew up, with it gaining tons of new likes, views and comments, a majority still positive but the minority not being able to stand the three of you, only providing entertainment for your lazy night in as you re-read their negative comments and laughed, no one knowing how strong your relationship was but you guys.

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macybeckham7 · 11 months

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jadon absentmindedly shares his food with you sitting next to him while he eats a late dinner after training telling you about his day and although you’ve eaten earlier he just offers you a bite mid convo

You had put his food in so it was ready by the time he walked through the front door, knowing that he had a long day of training and then media, he was going to be hungry. You give him a kiss before you sit down with him at the kitchen table, you turn the tv on mute. You put your legs over his as you listen to him as he speaks about what videos he did. He laughs as he chomps on his food as he tells you ever single detail not wanting to forget anything. He puts everything on his fork, his hand goes under so nothing falls and guides it your mouth. You carry on listening to him and open your mouth and let him feed you even though you had your food already, and wasn’t too hungry. You both knowing that this was the best moment of the day, being with each other and talking about your days, telling each other what annoyed you or advice what you would do in the situation. Every so often he offers you another bite, being the gentleman that he was.

#jadon sancho imagines #jadon sancho blurb #jadon sancho

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notsoattractivearenti · 10 months

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jadon sancho proposing to you headcanons <3333

this idea got me softttt 😮‍💨🫠 thanks for sending it in! 💖

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jadon sancho proposing to you would be like:

it would probably happen during summer (shortly after end of the season)

he takes you on a private plane for your annual summer romantic getaway maybe somewhere near the ocean… like maldives

little did you know… he’s planned the whole thing for like months 🥹

he asked your closest friend(s) about which ring you might love - every little details!

he even asked you about your dream proposal… he did it very very subtly tho you didn’t catch that 🤭

all he wanted was for his perfect person to get their perfect proposal so he made sure everything goes as planned

on the day near the sunset, he takes to the beach for a dinner (though you think it’s too early for dinner), and both of you dress up for the occasion

he can’t hide his nervousness - his fingers are fidgeting, when you hold his hands they feel cold and sweaty, you notice he doesn’t behave like his usual self

“why are you acting weird? you okay?” kisses you in the forehead, smiling, “i will be”

arriving at the beach, he tells you there’s a surprise you might like so he covers your eyes and it gets you excited

when you open your eyes you are now surrounded with red roses and heart balloons, with a huge sign saying “MARRY ME?” ❤️❤️

he gets down on one knee, reaches the ring box on his pocket and opens it. it was the ring you’ve always wanted

“you are the love of my life, and i can’t imagine spending my days without you. now i’m here asking you to marry me.” he holds back his tears while making his speech🥹

you cry out of happiness and scream “YES!” before he even finishes his question - at that moment he feels so relieved and overwhelmed with joy 😍

you hug him immediately and you kiss for quite a while, forgetting for a moment he hasn’t put the ring on your finger

“wait, the ring is still in the box!” you two laugh, “oh i forgot you got a ring” 😂

you realizing there’s a photographer taking pics the whole time 🤭 and have the most perfect engagement pics with beautiful sunset!

facetiming your families and friends right away to announce the engagement

candlelight dinner at the beach and bottomless champagne for the celebration! 🍾 and another fun celebration in the bedroom 👀

making a joint post on instagram the next day to tell the world y’all getting married 💖

#jadon sancho #jadon sancho imagines #jadon sancho headcanon

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cherryxcadbury · 1 year

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Sth cute with sancho where he takes you know your first ever date

Cheers to Many More

ahh thank you for this request<33

this was in my drafts for almost a year 😭

y/n: your name

2nd person pov

“Ellie! Do I look okay?” You asked your best friend as you curled your hair.

Ellie rolled her eyes, “Y/N! How many times do I have to tell you that you look amaz-”

You quickly turned around after she stopped speaking mid sentence.

“What?” You questioned, panic rising in your voice.

“Your hair is already curly and you’re seriously curling your hair.” Ellie deadpanned.

“I don’t know I thought it’d look cute.” You justified.

“Don’t even know who this boy is yet he’s already got you acting senseless.” Ellie shook her head.

“Ellie!” You scolded.

“What? Its true. Everyone’s a fool when it comes to love.” Ellie quoted.

“What would you know? You’ve never been in a relationship.” You teased.

“And neither have you.” Ellie shot back.

“At least I’m making an effort. Can you hand me my converse too please?” You asked, gesturing at the white shoes.

Once you were done with your hair you grabbed a pair of high waisted mom jeans. They were a nice light denim shade and fit loosely for optimal comfort. In addition, you chose a v-neck, dusty pink speckled smocked long sleeve top.

Looking at the clock you cursed as you realised you’d soon be running late. You changed very quickly, grabbed your coat and purse with all your necessities in it.

You ran to open the door and was about to slip outside before a voice popped up out of nowhere.

“He’s not picking you up?” Ellie furrowed her eyebrows.

“Uhh no, we agreed to meet at the cafe. I didn’t want to be picked up just yet.” You informed.

“Safety reasons. Smart move. Okay now go! I want all the details when you get home!” Ellie called as you left.

Seeing as it was getting dark, you called for an Uber to take you to the quaint little cafe.

Fifteen minutes later, in your Uber, you tried to stop from panicking as you were on your way to your destination.

The Uber driver was able to identify your worry as well.

“You alright miss?” He asked with concern.

You shot him a bright smile, “Oh yes. Sorry, just first date jitters.”

“Nothing to worry about. I’m sure you’ll be fine.” he comforted.

“Thank you. I’m sure I’ll be fine by the time we get there.” You mumbled.

“I believe so too because here we are.” The driver announced, pulling into a spot on the side of a busy little street.

“Thank you so much.” You breathed before exiting the Uber and entering the cafe.

Upon walking in the cafe, your jaw dropped at realising it was no cutesy little nook.

The cafe was rather upscale and looked way too fancy to be anything you’ve ever stepped foot in. As you looked around you saw everyone in much more formal attire in comparison to your jeans and converse outfit.

“Miss. Do you have a reservation?” the hostess politely asked.

You didn’t know that cafes took reservations.

“Uhhh I’m meeting someone. Probably under Sancho for the surname?” You guessed.

The hostess nodded with a wave of recognition.

“Ahh yes, we‘ve been expecting you Miss Y/F/N Y/L/N. Please follow me.” You were instructed.

As you walked on you found it hard to pry your eyes away from everything going on around you. There was just so much to look at.

A smile found its way onto your face as you saw your date sitting at the table, scrolling through his phone. The hostess left you be as you made your way over to the table, Jadon looking up when he heard footsteps.

He immediately grinned and gave you a big hug, pulling out your chair for you like a true gentleman.

“So how are you?” He eagerly asked.

“Good. How about you?” You responded.

“Better now that youre here.” he replied earnestly.

You looked down at your lap as you felt your face turn red.

“Aww did I make ya blush?” He chuckled.

“What? No obviously not.” You defended, embarrassed out of your mind.

Jadon smirked, sipping his glass of water.

“So how’s your cousin?” He asked with a look of genuine care.

“She’s great, thank you so much. What you did meant the world to her.” You answered.

“Don‘t sweat it. Plus, it was a pleasure to meet both of you.” Jadon smiled.

Two weeks ago, you and your fourteen year old cousin, Gracie had spent the day walking about Manchester, shopping, eating and just having fun. While in one of the stores, Gracie squealed once she thought she saw Jadon Sancho. She made you stay in the store until her suspicions were confirmed when a few others stated asking for pictures, tickets, and autographs.

So, she made you go up to young footballer with her and get his signature and pictures with him. He even gave her a signed shirt. You appreciated the kind gesture but what you didn’t know was that you had caught Jadon’s eye.

So he asked for your Instagram with no hesitance at all. You were only persuaded to do so once you saw the encouraging look on your younger cousin’s face.

Later that day, your cousin would claim that he was obviously into you and would probably become your boyfriend in the near future.

You shook your head and laughed at Gracie’s prediction. However, when you and Jadon began to message each other everyday, it was no longer you laughing.

Back to present day you sat nervously in your sit just as Jadon looked up from his menu.

Clearing your throat you began speaking, “So uh, I saw your match today.”

Jadon’s ears perked up at that like a dog.

“You watched the match? Thought you didn’t like football” He smiled softly.

You laughed, “Gracie convinced me too. Surprisingly it wasn’t boring. You had a pretty nice goal too.”

Jadon’s smile turned into a grin at that.

“Well, I feel very privileged that you watched football for me.”

“Now, tell me about your day.” Jadon suggested, covering your hand with his.

You began blushing more at the contact. What was it about this man that made you feel so warm inside? With butterflies in your stomach.

You shrugged your shoulders, “Not much. Some errands, uni work, and then I watched Gilmore Girls for the rest of the day.”

Jadon’s mouth dropped open.

“You watch Gilmore Girls too?” He questioned.

This time it was your turn to be in shock.

“Jadon, you watch Gilmore Girls?” You asked.

For some reason, Jadon and Gilmore Girls did not seem to go together.

“Of course I do! Team Jess for life!” He cheered.

You would’ve pinned him as a Jess person. However, you yourself strongly had team Logan preferences. Through the rest of the night, there was no awkward pauses at all. You found yourselves having a lot more in common than you once thought. In started with arguing about Gilmore Girls opinions all the way to talking about both of your loves for travel.

By the end of the night, it was clear you were both enamoured with each other. Walking out of the restaurant you were about to, sadly, go your own ways before Jadon grabbed your arm.

“Come back to my place would you?” He whispered in your ear.

You shivered at his voice. But there wasn’t anything you wanted more. You grinned and nodded at him. Jadon wrapped his arm around your shoulders and your arm around his waist as you both walked into the cold night, giggling amongst yourselves.

It was young love in its finest form.

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charlottemount · 2 years

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Your polaroid album when you date Jadon Sancho

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footballxixstars · 2 years

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Hi love! Can you make one of Jadon and y/n, where reader works in Man Utd mkt team and Jadon always disagree with her, she thinks he hates her. One day he crosses the line and she decides she has had enough, they end together?

Thanks!

Pull Her Pigtails • Jadon Sancho

Ever since Jadon joined Manchester United he’s been a pain in your backside. Any reason he could find he would disagree with you. No matter how small the problem was he would always find something to argue about it but only to you if it was any of the other kit staff who gave him the stuff it was fine but as soon as it was you there was always a little problem. You’re sure half the time he disagrees with you just for the sake of it and there’s nothing actually wrong with the kit. The only reason that you could come up with for the disagreements was that he hated you and just wanted to make your life hell. You hadn’t done anything to him though, not that you could think of, so you have no idea why he hates you but he must if this is how he treats you. You’ve complained to the other members of the kit team about it but there’s nothing they can really do about it so you have to live with it and hopefully Jadon grows up a little bit and realises he can’t act like that to people he barely knows.

“Y/N, you’ve messed up my stuff again,” Jadon complained as you were putting down somebody else’s training gear in their space. Of course, Jadon was complaining about his own stuff. What else would he do when you’re around?

“No, I haven’t,” You sighed, already having enough of this conversation. You knew where it was going and you weren’t in the mood for it today. The day had just been getting worse and worse so Jadon better not start this today or else it won’t end like it usually does. Usually, you’ll just play along to Jadon’s antics and change whatever he’s complaining about but today you are certain that won’t be happening. You’ll probably argue back and if you’re lucky that won’t happen and you’ll just walk out of the room but you won’t just stand there and take it today. That was certain.

“Yes, you have. The shorts are wrong and so are the socks,” Jadon stated shoving them into your already full hands clearly wanting you to go and change them into what he wanted although they probably wouldn’t be good enough for him either Nothing will be good enough for Jadon as long as you’re the one that gives it to him. Any other day you wouldn’t argue with him. Any other day you would just change the shorts and socks for him just to avoid a major conflict that doesn’t need to happen but today. Today you couldn’t just drop it and had to argue back. You’d finally had enough of his complaining and as much as you promised yourself to just ignore him and his stupid antics you found yourself unable to do so and before you knew it you were opening your mouth to argue back.

“No, they’re not. They are the same ones that you wore the other day and you had no complaints about them then,” You seethed clenching your teeth together so you don’t just lash out at him. No matter how much you want to strangle him or smash his head against the wall you need to remain professional since this is your job and other than Jadon you quite enjoy your job and don’t want to be fired. Although it can get boring washing sweaty and smelly clothes that they’ve worn for hours and then having to fold them all and sort them into piles ready for the players the main people you work with make it a lot of fun plus you get to go to all of the Manchester United games for free so it’s an incredible job to have apart from that one issue called Jadon Sancho. You’re lucky to have it.

“Well they’re clearly not if these are not mine and the wrong ones,” Jadon declared his voice getting louder causing other people to stop their conversations and turn to the both of you. Probably to see what the two of you were arguing about this time although it’s always the same thing. They are kind of used to this interaction by now but they aren’t used to you snapping back at him, arguing back so they were all slightly intrigued by this and wanted to see how this turns out. You're usually quite a quiet person in front of them so you getting agitated is new to them, raising your voice and arguing back is something new to them too and they were very interested and curious to see where it goes. Also unbeknown to you they were all surprised that it had taken you this long to actually break and argue back with Jadon. They all thought that it would have happened a lot sooner but they had all underestimated your patience.

“I got passed these clothes and told to give them to you so if they’re wrong blame them don’t just have a go at me like you always do,” You said voice getting incredibly louder.

“It always seems to be you though who messes it up nobody else seems to have that problem,” Jadon retaliated.

“Maybe I’m not the problem because nobody else ever complains. Maybe you’re the problem, have you ever got your head out of your ass to think about that. Not one other person has ever complained to me apart from you. I’d understand if it was every now and then that you complain but it’s every goddamn week and only to me when you get given the same exact stuff by the others,” You shouted at him. He’s actually lucky that’s all you said because you could’ve said a lot worse to him but you love your job and you don’t want to lose it. Actually, you’ve already screamed at one of their players so maybe you should’ve said a lot worse because you’re probably going to get fired anyway. Fired from one of the best jobs you could’ve possibly had.

Having enough of Jadon, plus you were about to cry and you didn’t want anybody else to see that, you shoved his kit into his hands once again along with everything else that you were holding and walked out of the changing room. You didn’t even stop when you got out of the changing room. Nobody tried to stop you either, just allowing you to walk out and go wherever you needed to. They were probably too shocked to follow or just knew that you needed to be alone and get away from Jadon. Somebody else can deal with the rest of the kits that have to be laid out for the team. There isn’t a lot left to do anyway so it’s not like you’ve left and given them an awful lot to do in a short amount of time plus they’ve done it for years so they can sort out the rest of the kits quickly. You just couldn’t be in that room with all of them and Jadon any longer both because of annoyance and embarrassment.

“Y/N,” you heard somebody shout from behind you and you instantly recognised the voice. It was probably the one person that you really didn't want to speak to at that moment but something within you told you to stop so you did. You stopped and waited for Jadon to catch up with you. Why? You have no idea but you did. Maybe you were hoping for an apology of some kind from him. An apology for the hell that he put you through over the past few months, ever since he joined the club. You deserve an apology from him and that’s the most likely reason as to why you stopped. There is no other reason after all.

“I’m sorry,” was all Jadon said to you. You just raised an eyebrow at him. He was trying to apologise and all he said was that he was sorry. Nothing else. Yes, you wanted an apology from him but you wanted one better than that. That was probably the worst apology that you’ve ever received or even heard. Okay not the worst but it was a pretty bad apology. He couldn’t even give you a reason as to why he was treating you like he was and you believe that you at least deserved an explanation as to why he was a prick. You just stayed silent hoping that this would urge Jadon on to give you some proper apology and actually explain why he was acting like he was to you.

“Is that all?” You questioned making yourself sound bored about it like you want to leave which you actually do want to do. You only stopped because you thought that you would get a decent apology but that didn’t happen so now you want to leave, get your thoughts together and decide if you still want to keep this job, if they’ll allow you to keep it obviously. Jadon’s eyes widened a little bit like he thought that you would’ve just forgiven him after that half-assed apology. He opened his mouth again and closed it like he was going to say more but at the same time didn’t know what to say. You had finally started walking away from him when he finally found the words that he wanted to say and started to talk once again.

“I like you alright and I wanted to get your attention and have your attention only on me and none of the other guys,” Jadon finally said, somewhat explaining it to you. It wasn’t fully explained but at least he gave you a little bit of an explanation no matter how bad it is. You just scoffed at that, not believing a word of what he was saying. Well you believed what he was saying to be true but you couldn’t believe that was the only reason he was an absolute prick to you and he thought that it would actually work to get your attention. Yes, it did get your attention but not in the right way.

That was such an inadequate reason for why he did what he did to you. ‘Oh pull her pigtails to show that you like her’. That’s such a childish and stupid concept and something that you should never teach children anyway because it gives them the wrong concept of what love should be. Why do people teach their children that anyway? It basically teaches them that hurting somebody is another way to show them that you love them yet you should never hurt somebody that you love.

“Are you going to say something?” He questioned you. He hated the silence that had settled between the two of you now and he needed you to say something to break it. He didn’t care about the fact that he had to go to training and if he is late there will be a fine to pay and a hefty one nonetheless he needed this to be resolved sooner rather than later. He had hurt you badly and messed everything up and he won’t be able to focus on anything else until he settles this at least a little bit. So yes he has to sort this out for his own mental state but also yours because he has been really rude to you and it must’ve affected you too.

“You’re an asshole. You can’t constantly disagree with me and argue with me about your clothes and anything else that you can-” You started off by saying. You were going to shout at him, insult him, just scream everything that you could at him just to make him understand. He just stood there taking all of the insults that you were throwing at him deserving them all since he did put you through hell and you just took it all never saying a word back to him until today that was.

“You did all that because you like me,” You ended the sentence saying wanting to make sure that you had heard him correctly.

“Yeah,” He responded. He could see the thoughts turning in your head as he said that and he just waited for you to make some sort of sense of it all and understand it all.

“You better make it up to me though,” you told him sternly after a minute or two of silence. After the hell he’s put you through over the last few months he better make it up to you and he has a lot to make up for which is going to be difficult but if he’s being honest about liking you then he’s going to have to make up for everything. If he’s honest and truly likes you then he will do everything to make it up to you.

“Deal and I’ll start with wearing the clothes that you brought me without complaining. Even if you do get it wrong occasionally,” Jadon joked, causing you to raise an eyebrow and him and begin walking away from him once again.

“Joking,” He said, raising his hands up a little bit in a surrendering motion. If he actually wants to be with you then he’s going to have to start watching what he’s saying and how he acts because he’s lucky that you actually gave him this second chance because you don’t do it a lot. He better not mess it up.

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blueaetherr · 2 years

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picasso

pairing: jadon sancho x fem!oc (chanel) [she/her]

warning(s): none

summary: the one where they discover something new to add to their little tradition

Every month, or any time Jadon and Chanel were free, they dedicated one evening or afternoon to have a picnic. At the local park or in their back garden, the location varying according to the occasion. It was their little tradition, one they had yet to miss out on or reschedule. Venturing into Tescos the night before to buy groceries, assembling snacks and sandwiches in the kitchen in the morning, spending the rest of the day together vibing—there was no reason to want to miss out on all of that.

Carrying the picnic basket, Jadon was confused when he noticed Chanel carrying a basket of her own as the two made their way to their picnic destination. Not just another picnic basket did she have; but rather a basket with art supplies. Some pencils, water paints and brushes in the mix of it all. He initially thought it was only for Chanel. She loved art and everything about it—painting, sculpting, sketching—it was what she did for a living. All of the art supplies, however, were for the two of them to use.

He leaned his hands on the blanket after Chanel showed him a video of what to do. It all seemed simple enough: draw or paint for five minutes before swapping canvas, and repeat until you were done. So simple yet he couldn't see himself doing it. "I don't know about this one, I can't lie." Jadon scratched the nape of his neck. He scoffed out a small laugh, beginning to help her take the equipment out. "You know I can barely draw a straight line."

Chanel offered Jadon a playful grin. "Let's give it a try and we'll see how they turn out." The young woman enjoyed their picnic evenings—truthfully, and she hoped that the tradition would carry itself into future days. It gave her and Jadon a moment to lean back and gossip shamelessly. But she wanted to try, or add, something different and potentially fun to the tradition. A bit of art and crafts seemed pretty harmless and easy to corporate into it all.

Jadon picked up a brush and observed it, frowning. They had yet to begin yet he had no idea where he would start. "That's easy for you to say, huh?" Chanel was an artist as it was. This was her forté, as football was his own. There was no denying that she would out-do him, even if it was unintentional.

"It's all just a bit of fun," Chanel reassured before she started the timer.

At first his mind was blank, loud kids in the distance ruining his train of thought. He didn't know what to do, where to start—simply, what to draw. There were times when he tried to sneak a few glances at Chanel's progress though she never caved in, laughing when she pushed him away with her brush, leaving a paint mark on his cheek. Not to be competitive or stingy, but rather she wanted the process to be as real and organic as possible.

But then there were other times when Jadon would glance away from his blank canvas and take a look at, rather admire, Chanel. That was how she got a lot of her inspiration for her creativity. Having Jadon with her when painting, taking a moment to speak with him when she found herself stuck. Her favourite people, her favourite person, inspired her art pieces even if they had nothing to do with the art piece itself. So Jadon took her advice by admiring his partner.

He began to do his own thing. He didn't know exactly what he was doing, what he was drawing but something was coming about nonetheless. And there was so much fun to it all. Every time he slipped a glance at Chanel—admiring the sundress she wore which complimented her so well, appreciating how the summer weather did her skin so much justice, noticing how focused yet relaxed she was with her work—curves, swerves found their place on his canvas.

"Okay. I'll give you this," Chanel handed Jadon her canvas, "and you give me yours."

Jadon adjusted the new canvas in his grips. "Oh," he glanced up, unsure. "I don't want to ruin it, you know." She wasn't done yet he could tell the direction Chanel was taking, nature. A lot of green, a bit of white, unfinished flowers. It's pretty, Jadon thought, just like Chanel. With her love for their picnic spot that was surrounded by kind nature and an art room she decorated with plants almost everywhere, there was no surprise to her choice.

"You won't, I promise," she said. Chanel pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Do whatever comes to mind. Add a piece of you to me and I'll do the same for you."

There were some troubles again for Jadon but he was quick to ease into it all, letting go of the idea of trying and simply just attempting and going with what felt right. Admiring Chanel from afar, his confidence only heading up whenever he caught his partner sneaking him glances too. He grew excited whenever the timer ran low, always ready with his arms open to swap, complementing one another's work with their personal touches.

Though it was never there, the feeling of competition ran out. The elements of their little tradition failed to fade out. With every canvas swap, there was more laughing, more gossiping, and complimenting one another's work. This was something different and fun that the two could already see themselves doing even beyond their picnic dates.

"Woah! Would you look at that, Chanel!" Jadon exclaimed, holding up his canvas to inspect his works. He felt way too accomplished. His curves and swerves after a few swaps transformed into a view of the sunset at the beach with two tiny stickmen in the corner. Jadon believed that final touch brought everything together with its abstract feeling. He popped his collar with a hum. "Well, I guess we now know what I would be if I wasn't a football player. We're definitely hanging these somewhere in the house. Joining the likes of Picasso, van Gogh— all of them!"

Chanel leaned back and gave Jadon his moment, feeling her face perk up. She was happy for him. To see Jadon so confident and accomplished in himself, feeling himself in something he was previously unsure about, learning and having fun along the way. I mean that was all she wanted for him— to have fun with it all.

"But with you, of course," Jadon added after taking a picture of his canvas. His smile kind and soft, and he said, "You before me." And that was the sweet thing about Jadon. Before he could compliment himself, he always had to compliment Chanel. She didn't need them, but he would continue to freely give them out.

Chanel tilted her head to the side, letting her face break out with a timid smile. She didn't need the compliments but she sure did enjoy every single one. "I could disagree... but I'm not going to do that," she said before the two shared a small laugh, ending their evening with a small conversation. From now on, arts and crafts would definitely be added to their little tradition.

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avenirdelight · 2 years

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Happy Birthday

Anyone You Like

Her birthday is the perfect occasion to tell and show her how much he loves her.

She spent a long time hugging everyone, all the people she loved the most. The tears in her eyes were threatening to fall, because she felt incredibly touched by how everyone had gathered, without her knowing, to surprise her on her birthday.

All she could think about was how. How could everyone, even her best friend that lived out of town, be here? And then the question changed to who. Who could possibly have come up with the idea and arranged the whole surprise? Who was the mastermind? She knew that there was only one suspect.

Her boyfriend.

He was standing in the corner of the room watching everything happen, patiently waiting for his turn for her hugs and kisses. He stood there with a fond smile plastered across his face that she immediately caught when she finally found him. She approached him, her lips curving into a happy smile—a single tear rolling down her cheek but she quickly erased it with her fingers.

His hand reached for her waist, pulling her closer to him. Her hands sneaked around his middle and he wasted no time in wrapping his arms tight around her, slightly rocking her side to side.

“Happy birthday, my love,” he whispered.

“Thank you,” she mumbled, hugging him just as tight. Despite his busy schedule, he’d still managed to give her a birthday surprise. She made a mental note to make sure he knew how thankful she was.

She loosened her arms from him and searched for his face. His smile had faltered. There was more of a sentimental look on his face as he looked down at her; fondly, but there was a bit more to it, a mixture of gratitude and regret.

“You’re the most amazing woman I’ve ever met and I’m so lucky to have you.” His voice was almost a whisper, but still loud enough for her to hear. “You deserve the world and I’ll always make sure you have it.”

Her heart still felt warm from the surprise and all the greetings from her family and friends, but it felt even more full when she listened to his words. She could feel the love in his words, she could feel how much he meant it.

“Oh, baby…”

“I’m really grateful for you and I’m– I know life with me isn’t easy and I’m sorry that you always have to put up with me. But I can’t live without you, so thank you. Thank you for being with me.”

It felt like she was swept away by a wave of emotions, she couldn’t even stop the tears that were escaping her eyes. This time he was the one who wiped them out, before he proceeded to pamper her with kisses on her cheeks, drawing some soft chortles from her.

“I love you,” he said as he brushed his lips on hers. The soft pecks from him were more than enough to give her butterflies on her stomach.

“I love you too,” she replied. Her hands went to hold his face so she could stare deep into his eyes; they were glistening with tears as well. His lips curved into a smile and she found herself copying it. “And baby, you do give me the world and I’m so thankful to you. Even if you can’t give me the world, I’d still choose to be with you.”

“Hey, lovebirds.” A voice interrupted them and they both looked up. Her best friend was standing close by with a camera in her hands. “Smile for the camera!”

She let out a little giggle as they rested their heads on each other’s. They smiled for the camera and the camera shutter clicked, capturing the perfect moment that most likely would end up being the new wallpaper on her phone.

“That’s perfect. Can we get the dinner started now? ‘Cause I’m starving.”

She rolled her eyes as her best friend left, leaving the two of them alone again. He planted a kiss on her forehead and caressed her head.

“Let’s get it started, shall we?” he said and she nodded excitedly. He guided her to their assigned seats. She suddenly felt giddy as she realised that the whole room was even decorated with her favourite colours. The food was ready and there was a big cake in the middle of the long table. Everyone was all smiles and was already having a good time. It really looked like it would be a fun memorable night.

“I really thought that we were just going to celebrate it alone, just the two of us,” she said, clinging to his hand.

“We can still celebrate it alone. I might have reserved a dinner date for tomorrow.”

“Really?” Her eyes lit up again and he let out a chuckle upon her reaction. “You’re spoiling me!”

“You deserve it,” he said as he pulled her chair for her and she took her seat. “Spoiler alert. There’s also gonna be a special present waiting for you at home.”

She could only smile ear to ear, knowing how lucky she was to have him, the most loving and caring person, to be her boyfriend. He always meant it when he said he would always give her the best and he never failed to prove it. He would always make her feel loved, and her birthday was the perfect occasion to do it, he’d never miss the chance.

A party with her closest ones, a dinner date tomorrow, and a present waiting at home? She didn’t think that her birthday could get better than this.

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miss @whiskeypowder asked me to write a birthday imagine since it’s my birthday today so i did🙃 i guess we can end the break now and start writing again!

tell me if you liked this and who you imagined this with! i’ll open my requests soon, i’ll post about it hopefully in the next few days😊

i wrote this imagining hendo and listening to this beauuutiful song that’s currently a hit in my country❣️

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jadonsanhco · 2 years

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is there any chance of a part 2 of jadon x england staff?

this part 2 is very late and I'm sorry about that, but here is part 1 if you haven't read it

5am was no time to be getting up and prepare for your day, but here you were - wide awake with a mind far too busy to be going back to sleep. jadon softly snored next to you, one of his arms loosely wrapped around your waist. both of you were still naked from the night before. jadon had gone to sleep right next to you and you didn't have the heart to ask him to sleep in his own room. and now here you were, too distracted by his presence to sleep and your mind too consumed with all the what-ifs and every possible scenario of the course of this 'relationship'.

for two hours you lay awake, staring out into the darkness and waiting for the sound of your alarm. then finally 7am came, your iphone playing a soft tune that made you sigh with relief. you could finally stop attempting to sleep and failing over and over again. you could get on with your day and hopefully be distracted enough throughout the day to not think too much of the man currently waking up next to you.

"morning babes," his raspy voice sounded, arm tightening around you as he pressed a soft kiss to your neck. your heart skipped a beat and your body shivered from the intimacy.

"morning," you whispered with a shaky voice. his hand had started to explore your body again, just like it had the night before, and you already knew where this was going. this had happened enough times for you to know he planned to have you one last time before leaving. but you couldn't do it anymore. not while it was hurting you to think that this was all it was ever going to be. just a physical thing with no emotional intimacy.

"jadon stop," you said, the words hurting you as you said them, "wait." you gently pushed him away from you, looking into his eyes to see the confusion in them. you sat up straight, taking a deep breath to prepare yourself for your next words.

"what are we?" you asked, cringing internally as soon as the question was out. you never thought you would ask it but here you were, having asked the most awkward question that would surely make this situation more painful and awkward than you could ever imagine.

"well I was about to initiate having sex with you but I don't think that's what you mean is it?" he raised his eyebrows, no sign of genuine affection present on his face. you only shared your head and looked down, carefully choosing your next words.

"I uh, I sorta started having feelings for you, and first it was fine and I tried to ignore them but now when you kiss me or touch me I can't ignore them and it makes it so much more difficult to do this because I want more. I want you but I want more of you, not just your body and not only when we're here. I want to get to know you properly and I want to go on dates with you, not simply be a booty call during international break. thats not enough for me anymore." you realised you had started rambling, but it was a relief that you finally spoke the words, no longer holding them all inside and bottling them up. however, the look on jadon's face was enough to make your heart shatter.

"well this is awkward," he cleared his throat. "I don't know what to say, because I don't think I can say anything that will make you feel better."

the message was clear. so very clear. and it hurt so very bad. you couldn't even look at him anymore. you couldn't see the face you had come to adore and be met with nothing but pity. you couldn't look at him and feel the love inside you start to grow, only to be reminded that it was unrequited.

"I think I should just leave," he finally said, getting out of bad and throwing on his clothes from the night before. looking at you one last time but you wouldn't meet his eyes, you just stared down at his hands and tried not to let the tears flow. and then he left. he left you alone with the painful realisation of now not having him anymore at all. not his heart, not his mind or soul, and not his body anymore either. he had just left.

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