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invisible string - part three

and i never think of him, except on midnights like this

pairing: reader x mason mount summary: It’s been you and your daughter until life decides to prank you by putting her dad back into your life. The only problem is that he doesn’t know he’s her dad. warnings: fluff, a bit of angst, a bit of swearing, mentions of childbirth author: not much to say other than a massive THANK YOU for the support and for reading my fic. shoutout to my besties, you know who you are! i'm not tagging anyone this time, the tag list got way too big and i don't think it's fair! word count: 3.666k

PART TWO

Lily wanted to storm inside and hug Summer when Sam opened the door of the car for her, but she kept thinking what her mummy said: ‘don’t forget your manners!’, so as the good girl she wanted to be, she behaved and held the man’s hand as they walked through the front yard. Her mouth was formed in an ‘O’ shape, brown hazel eyes widened when she noticed how big that house was. Not even her grandpapa’s house was this big. She wondered how big Summer’s playroom could be, with all the dolls and teddy bears to play. She also wondered if Summer’s grandmama baked delicious biscuits like hers did, so just in case, she brought some to her bestie — even if they were the last ones because she had eaten almost all of them with her mummy the night before, watching Dumbo.

“Lily!!!” The way Summer hugged her made Lily happy. She had lots of friends from school, but that was her best friend and she was happy they could finally have the day together to play and dance.

Lily stopped on her tracks before Summer could drag her to the play room, and shyly, thinking of her mummy’s words, asked her friend where auntie Jaz and Debbie were. Summer frowned, as if it was obvious that both women were waiting for them there. Lily wasn’t really a shy kid, her mummy always told people she was like a golden retriever puppy and she thought that was a good thing because golden retriever puppies were the best — Lily often wished she could have one for Christmas, but she got Moana instead, the fish. Which was also great because she loved her fish.

The little one shook her head, in a way to push her random thoughts away, and followed Summer into the playroom where Jaz and Debbie were indeed there, waiting for them.

“Hello, Lils.” Jaz cooed, arms open ready to embrace the four year old. “Can I get a hug?”

Lily nodded and, not letting Summer’s hand go, she went for the tightest hug her tiny arms could give Jasmine and Summer, at the same time. For some odd reason, Debbie’s heart melted seeing that. “What about me? Do I get a double hug too?” The little girls giggled together and hugged Debbie when Jaz let them go.

“You’re warm just like my grandmama.” Lily stated, letting a long sigh out of her lungs. Sighing while hugging people was how she’d tell them she felt comfortable.

“It’s a grandmama thing, sweetheart. Just don’t tell anyone or they’ll all want our hugs.” Debbie winked, making Lily giggle.

They had lunch together, ate the biscuits Lily had carefully packed on a paper bag and Summer convinced her mum to give them chocolate chip ice cream. Coincidentally, that was Lily’s favourite too, and she had a special way of eating it.

“I like it a bit melted.” She explained, making Debbie raise an eyebrow at her but there was a soft smile curling the sides of her lips.

“Do you remember Mason did the exact same thing, Jaz?”

Lily heard that name multiple times throughout the day, and found out that it was Summer’s uncle. Her favourite, but her other uncle Lewis couldn’t know or he’d get sad. She didn’t care much, though, focusing her energy a lot more on enjoying the great time she was having with her best friend and how nice her family was. She met Summer’s grandpapa, her other uncle Lewis - who squeezed her chubby cheeks when she called him ‘uncle’ - but the best part of the afternoon, besides Debbie’s perfect biscuits and sandwiches, was feeling the baby inside Jaz’s tummy kicking. Mummy Y/n had briefly explained about how a baby stayed inside a mummy’s tummy, eating and sleeping until it was time for them to meet the family, but that was the first time Lily felt a baby kick. She asked Jaz if it hurt, and the woman explained that it did sometimes, but the baby didn’t mean it.

There was a permanent frown on Lily’s face as her brain was almost on fire at the thought of that baby kicking, but she also thought it was marvelous, so her tiny chubby hand just rested there, on Jaz’s bump, waiting for it to kick again. It suddenly felt way more interesting than playing with dolls.

“Lily, come see my uncle Masey!” Not leaving Jazmine’s side, she shook her head, but still looked at her friend as Summer pointed at Debbie’s phone and the stranger had a wide smile on his lips. Summer, giving up with a defeated sigh, walked towards her friend so she could properly ‘meet’ her favourite uncle.

“Hello. Can I call you uncle too?” Lily asked, watching him nod. That smile never leaves his lips.

“Are you the friend that Summer can’t stop talking about?” He asked, making her blush a little.

“Mhmm, I’m Lilian Maisie.”

“Maisie? Are you telling me, little lady, that Summer’s besties are Masey and Maisie?”

Lily let out a cheerful laugh at his reaction to her name when she noticed how fun the coincidence was. Another thing added to the list of things that made her absolutely love being Summer’s friend and how much she wished the girl would stay around forever. Lily would never let her go.

For the next few minutes, Mason made a whole bunch of comments on how cool it was that they shared names, with Summer singing ‘Masey and Maisieee’ in the background while she danced, twirling around her best friend with the phone on her hands until Jasmine told her to stop so she wouldn’t get hurt.

They talked for a few more minutes before Mason said his goodbyes, said he’d be back home soon from wherever he was, Lily didn’t pay much attention to it because the baby kicked again, making an almost inaudible giggle part her lips as she covered her mouth with her hand.

When it was dinner time, the girls went out with Debbie and Tony for pizza, with Y/n’s blessing even if her daughter already had way too much junk food for a weekend. They had fun, took pictures and shared a supermarket trolley when Debbie made a quick stop to buy some essentials Jaz needed.

Lily didn’t know the hard word for it, to explain what she felt, but it made her little heart pound so hard against her chest she could almost hear it. That Saturday had been the best she ever had, and holding Summer’s hand under the duvet as they prepared to sleep, she rolled on her side to find a sleepy bestie next to her.

“Summer,” With much effort, Summer opened her eyes, squeezing her friend’s hand so she’d continue. “I love you. Promise you’ll always be my bestie?”

“I love you too, Maisie. I promise.” Summer mumbled, eyes finally closing as she moved closer to put a chubby arm over her best friend’s body.

Jasmine felt oddly happy when she overheard the confessions and promises of two girls who knew nothing about life, but sounded so wise knowing what love and true friendship was. Perhaps, they were wiser than her. Still, she had never seen such a strong bond before but was more than happy that her daughter had someone she could count on at a young age. Jaz hoped it’d last forever and that the bond could be extended to the rest of both families because Y/n seemed like a fantastic young woman, a fantastic mum too, raising that beautiful and loving little girl on her own, despite having support.

“She’s so full of energy, isn’t she? I mean,” Jaz started as Sam, her husband, turned his attention from a book he’d been trying to finish to her. “Summer is just the same, they’re two little hurricanes but it’s not chaotic at all when they’re together.”

“And I was expecting some chaos.” Sam added, getting a chuckle and a nod from his wife.

“Mase was like them when he was a kid, and he was also the most loving little boy, so thoughtful. Like Lily.”

“Maybe that’s exactly what Summer needed while he’s away. A friend just like him.”

“Yeah, maybe…”

PRESENT DAY

“Mummy,” With tiny hands resting on her waist, Lily rolled her eyes, impatience making chubby cheeks flush pink as a sigh parted her lips. You watched your daughter close her eyes as if she was mentally counting to ten, which he most likely was. Lily, always the mini adult. “Take me now!”

If Lily had any idea what reason was behind you trying to convince her to miss ballet class on that typically rainy Thursday, she’d make you feel embarrassed with yourself. She was like your personal little voice of reason, always so patient despite having so much energy all the time, always trying to make you see things the way she did. Lilian was smarter than the kids her age, and it wasn’t hard for her to notice how weird her mummy had been acting lately, although she couldn’t figure out why.

You had been able to escape Jasmine for almost two weeks since Lily spent the weekend at her place, at least in person, because you texted all the time. It was easier to lie this way, not seeing in her person, because that woman was too kind for you to simply hide from her the fact that your daughter was her niece. Without even noticing, you and Jaz were slowly becoming very good friends, the only problem was how much she insisted on seeing you for whatever it was — shopping, dinner, taking the girls out… you always had to come up with an excuse. It was nearly suffocating. Not because you didn’t like her, but because you had no idea for how long you’d be able to keep things from her.

With a defeated look on your face and a victorious smile on Lily’s, you two were welcomed by the typical warmth from the ballet studio, and the smell of orange blossom mixed with wood. It was comforting, happy — it fit the place. The teacher always welcomed you with a quick hug, and then her attention was all Lily’s as both left holding hands to meet the girls who had already arrived for class.

When Jasmine waved cheerful but discreetly, you wished you had changed into full mum instead of mummy mode and insisted on the ‘no’ you so wanted to give Lily about ballet today. But it really was about not punishing her, about not taking away the things she liked the most only because her mummy was such a coward.

Jaz had both hands around her bump, which made you instantly miss being pregnant although the first 6 weeks were the hardest, with you being diagnosed with hyperemesis gravidarum and your life turning into severe nausea and vomiting, dehydration, fatigue, among other symptoms.

“I thought I’d never see you again!” You blushed, wishing you could run away and hide somewhere until class was over and she wouldn’t see you.

“Been busy.” You replied, making Jaz narrow her eyes at you. She shook her head, clearly not buying your excuses all this time. Still, she linked her arm on yours and carried you outside the studio. You frowned. “Do you mind sharing where we are going?”

“Coffee, or tea. Then you’re joining me on baby shopping.” Then she started rambling about how could you two be friends by only texting, and how could you make your daughters’ friendship stronger if you never met, how important it was for them that you’d have some sort of bond too. Jasmine had no idea that no matter how much you liked her, there was no need for a special bond between the two of you for Summer and Lily to love each other so much. It was natural for them because they were family.

All that rambling annoyed you, and you started to feel way too hot for someone exposed to the cold and rain, as if your blood was boiling as it ran through your veins. It’s not her fault, it’s not her fault - you kept thinking. And she was also a pregnant woman, heavily pregnant, so lashing out at her wasn’t an option, even if you wanted to tell Jaz to back off a bit and just let you breathe.

You both decided to go for hot tea. Jaz because she avoided coffee as much as she could and you, because you thought coffee would increase your anxiety. It really was hard being around her and hiding the truth as she praised your daughter.

Baby shopping soothed your nerves. All those tiny clothes, toys, the smell; it all took you to a place free of any kind of worries because they made your mind go back to the past and its happy memories of Lily as a baby. Her chubby and tiny hands, the look of love on her big brown eyes and the toothless smile always followed by a laugh that’d fill the room with joy.

Lilian was your everything, and there was no reason to keep forbidding her to live life to the fullest because as long as you kept hiding the truth, that also meant there’d be a missing piece in her life.

“The first 6 weeks of my pregnancy were the hardest, you know,” You started, not caring if you finally had interrupted Jaz on her endless chattering about how expensive those tiny things for babies could be. She gave you a sweet smile, nodding, knowing what you were talking about. “Besides the stress, HG kicked my arse, I was always in and out of the hospital. It was fucking hell.”

Reaching for your phone, you opened the album ‘Lilian Maisie’ in your gallery, showing photos of your bump, videos of your baby shower, as a wide smile spread across her lips. The next pictures were the ones of you and your family at the hospital, the night you gave birth.

“How was it for you?” Jaz asked, pointing at the birthing pool when you showed her a photo of you inside, peace sign on your fingers, messy bun and the most exhausted smile. She really didn’t mind you turning their baby shopping into you showing Lily’s life as you were both still at the store, standing between the onesies and the teddy bears aisle.

If you were going to do this, if you were going to tell her… it had to be where you felt comfortable. Oddly, it was there.

“The complete opposite of the entire pregnancy. Giving birth to Lily was calm and peaceful, despite all the pain, obviously.” You both shared a laugh, she knew exactly how it felt. The next photo was the first ever taken of you and Lily, while you were feeding her for the first time. “I never thought I could love that little girl so much until I started breastfeeding her, it was the most special thing of the whole ‘I’m a mummy now’ thing.”

“It’s how we bond with them.” You nodded, agreeing completely.

Next, you allowed Jaz to have a blast scrolling through photos of Lily growing up. The first fruit, first steps, first tooth and first birthday. She never stopped smiling, letting a few ‘awww’ as you told the story behind a few photos. A two year old Lily in a yellow bikini and her face all dirty after having her first mango on your first trip to Greece got Jaz giggling for a few minutes.

“He was never around, was he?” Jaz asked, you just sighed in return, knowing who she was talking about. “Her dad was never around.”

“I tried to tell him, but he just… Gosh, I went to his place and I was ready to tell him but he shoved me off. Politely, but he did. He never let me say whatever it was that I had to say, Jaz. He thought I went there for a whole different reason!” Finally, you took a long deep breath and all Jaz did was to hug you. Her hands rubbing your back, trying to calm you down. “I met part his family recently.”

Holding your arms, Jaz stepped back, her eyebrows raised at you. “You did? How was it?”

“They’re so lovely I feel guilty for hiding this from them.”

“Oh, Y/n… it’s not your fault!” She hugged you again, squeezing you so tight it only made you feel worse.

“No, Jaz. It kinda is, I should’ve insisted. If not for him, for Lily, so she’d have her fantastic auntie around, so she’d have her other grandparents. On top of that, I took from Lily 4 years of the most beautiful bond I’ve ever seen.” Taking a long, deep breath, you pushed Jasmine away and gave a soft squeeze on her arms. “With Summer.”

“W-what?” Her jaw dropped, her bag almost fell to the ground but you took it before and handed it back to her. “What do you mean, Y/n? What exactly are you trying to say?”

“I named her Lilian Maisie for a reason.” You lowered your head, not wanting her to see how your eyes now sparkled with hot tears that you wouldn’t allow to roll down your cheeks. “I wanted Lily to have something of him. Of Mason.”

A sniff coming from Jasmine and how she broke down the next second made you look up, she was so much better at not hiding her emotions. Tears fell freely down her flushed cheeks. She reached for your hand, linking your fingers on hers.

“We’ll, Y/n… that explains a lot. Let’s pick up our girls and we can go to yours, I want you to tell me the whole story.”

The walk back to the studio was quiet but, thankfully, not an awkward quiet. You shared glances and smiles, one comforting the other, knowing how shitty that situation was and how there was just one person who should be a priority: Lily. And when Jasmine saw her for the first time since you dropped the truth, you watched every already expected reaction, but as much as she was great at sharing her feelings, Jaz was also perfect at not letting the girls notice something was off. She hugged both when class was done, but the way she looked at your daughter was different. The look in her eyes was of pure love and joy.

When you walked into your apartment, apologising for the unusual mess, Jaz made herself comfortable on your large sofa as her hands rested on her bump. Still in silence, she watched you settle everything for a spag bol night until the doorbell rang and, for her surprise, Sam walked in.

“I don't want you carrying the weight of this alone, Jaz.” She squeezed your hand as a ‘thank you’, knowing that having someone to talk about the fact that her brother had a daughter he didn’t know would make it easier for her, it would make it easier to wait until he and the rest of the family knew. Until you felt ready to tell.

“I’m sorry for this.” You frowned at her words but was quick to reassure she had absolutely nothing to apologise for, Jasmine had offered you nothing but support and kindness, her reaction had been free of any kind of judgment and not once she questioned your actions, knowing that all this time your priority was doing what you thought that was better for Lily.

While the girls were in Lily’s bedroom, playing, you told Jaz and her husband the whole story. You watched her cringe a bit when you mentioned the condom getting stuck, Sam chuckled but was quick to apologise when he noticed you blushing and when Jaz slapped his thigh. “I know it’s awfully pathetic, and I hope I never have to tell my kid all these details.” You admitted, wanting to disappear between the cushions.

“I know you’re not asking for our opinion, but I think you should’ve insisted on telling him.” Sam added when you finished the story.

“I know.” You mumbled, your fingers now seemed more interesting than anything else as you played with them. “I didn’t know him. I mean, I still don’t. It felt like I wouldn’t get much support from him considering his behaviour. And I felt miserable all the time.”

“He would’ve supported you. He will.” Jasmine’s words made you feel safe. Not for you, but for Lily, as it was all about her. “We’ll think of a way to tell him and make it as smoothly as possible.”

When they decided to leave, Jaz asked Sam to take a sleepy Summer to the car while she said her goodbyes. You guessed she wanted a moment alone with you and Lily, and as you watched how loving she was with her niece, the way she hugged her and softly squeezed the tip of Lily’s nose, you couldn’t really find the right words to thank her. For everything, but mostly, for not judging and not questioning if Mason really was Lily’s father. Sharing that with her, when Lily left for her bedroom again, you first got a giggle as a reply.

“Y/n, she looks so much like him I could never question that. It’s not only her looks, but her entire personality, her laugh… it’s all Mase.”

With busy days, you rarely thought of him. But late at night, Mason would often show up to haunt you. Either in your dreams or keeping you wide awake, making you think how he’d be as a father, and how you’d be as family because once you’d finally tell him the truth, it’d make you a family. Mason would have to be there for her, to support Lily through it all, to be part of her education. He’d be there for special occasions, he’d be around…

Forever.

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coolemmasulivan · 11 months

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Caugh [Bonus scene from Good Together]

Pairing: Mason Mount x Reader

Summary: How friends and family found out about the relationship.

Word count: 1989

Author's note: Just something I had in my drafts. I felt the need to write about Mason. I miss seeing him play.

You can read Good Together part 1 here.

It was no surprise to Mason that you wanted to keep your relationship private for as long as possible. The minimum people knew the better. Obviously not because you were embarrassed about something, but because you felt like most people knew more quickly your relationship would end. And obviously working at Chelsea's didn't help.

But even if you wanted to keep it private, actually keeping it a secret was a totally different subject.

Sophia and Kai

On the same day, you and Mason kissed, Sophia was quick to call you after you got back with Noah from your parent's house. You had just put your son to sleep when your phone rang on the coffee table. When ou saw Sophia's name, you already knew what the theme of the conversation was going to be.

"Hi, Sophia. How are you?"

"Don't do that. Let's go straight to the point. Tell me everything!"

You rolled your eyes and smiled. "What are you talking about?"

You were 100% certain that she did the same as you and rolled her eyes. "You know what I'm talking about. Just tell me that Mason finally grew a pair and kissed you, please? If he didn't he's just stupid."

You didn't want to tell that you and Mason were together - if that's what was happening - but it was Sophia. She was the person that made everything that was happening possible because you were too stubborn.

"No Sophia, he didn't kissed me."

She groaned. "NOOO. Jesus Christ, is he stupid?"

"Don't say that."

"You slept in his house. In his bedroom. Just the two of you. I practically threw you in his arms and he didn't do anything? God."

"I was the one that kissed him first." You said very quickly. The line went silent for a few seconds until she screamed in your ear. "SOPHIA!"

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh mY GOD!"

"Please stop yelling."

In her house, Sophia jumped from the sofa and made an excited dance. "Yes finally! Tell me everything. What happened? Are you two together? Please be together."

You smiled. "We're getting to know each other."

"You already know each other. Girl, jump to the good part… Or the good part already happened?"

"NO. Nothing happened. We just kissed. Like a lot."

She giggled. "I can't believe it. Finally! BABE? Kai, guess what?"

"Sophia, don't--"

"THEY KISSED!"

Your parents

The time your dad caught you and Mason in one of Chelsea's hallways, with your lipstick on the football player's lips, your dad knew something was happening between the two of you.

On that day after you and Noah got home, your phone rang. It was your mum.

"Hi, mum!"

"Y/n Y/m/n, are you dating your son's favourite football player? Why didn't you tell me?" You closed your eyes and cursed your dad mentally. "I met him at one of the first games we attended. He was such a lovely and nice boy."

You opened the door and Noah run to the sofa, turning on the TV. "Mum, can--"

"How long is this going on? Is it serious? You know we don't want you to get hurt. But he seems--"

"MUM!" You said louder, trying to make her stop. You didn't even remember most of what she had said. "Please, calm down." You were trying to think of something to deny everything she said. "I don't know what Dad told you, but there's nothing going on." You said, getting away from the living room, so Noah wouldn't listen to the conversation.

"Please, don't lie to me."

It was too soon for them to know and you didn't want your mum to know about you and Mason through gossip.

"You and Dad really like a good gossip." You rolled your eyes.

"We're solmates, sweet." You laughed. "And what about Mason? Is he your soulmate?"

"Mum, please!" You felt your cheeks getting hotter. "I don't know what you want me to tell you. There's nothing going on."

Ben and Christian

It had been a month since you and Mason got together. The relationship was getting better and better. Mason was the sweetest and most thoughtful man you had ever been with. He was very patient, teaching you what being in a real loving relationship was like.

You were walking down the hall when a hand wrapped around your arm pulled you inside the locker room.

"What are you doing? Have you lost your mind? We're going to get caught." You hit him slightly in the chest.

Mason kissed you. "I can't get enough of you. Just seeing you walking around with that cute focus expression that you make while reading the documents in your hands makes me lose control." He kissed you on the lips and left one on your neck. "All I want is having you in my arms and kiss your lips all the time."

"Well, I'll need to give you a few lessons on how to control yourself in a workplace, because this isn't right." You were now pressed against the wall that lead to the showers, while Mason took his sweet time kissing your neck.

Without realising, your hand sneak on his hair, grabbing it and releasing a groan from Mason and one from you right behind it.

"You're so beautiful. I fall in love with you more and more every single day.

You pull him away from your neck and cupped his face. You kissed him. The kiss was urgent and passionate. You let his tongue...

"I'm sure I left it in here." Ben's voice pulled you out of your romantic bubble. You quickly pushed Mason away from you and ran down to the showers, hiding in one of them.

Mason stood frozen in his place. "What are you still doing here?" Christian said.

Mason turned around and looked at his friends. "Nothing. I was just about to leave." He stuttered. "What are you doing here?"

"Ben left his phone behind."

"Oh."

Ben that hasn't said anything since entering the locker room, looked at Mason suspiciously. "What do you have on your lips? Is that lipstick?"

You closed your eyes and cursed to yourself. You definitely needed to stop putting on lipstick.

"What? No." Mason whipped his lips, and of course, your lipstick!

Christian opened his mouth in shock. "Do you have a girl in here? Is that why you didn't want to come with us? Oh my god."

"No, that's not--"

"What are you doing? I thought you liked Y/n, mate." Mason never saw his friends so disappointed in him.

Mason was redder than a tomato. You, on the other hand, were trying not to laugh at the fact that they didn't though for a second that the girl was you.

He tried to defend himself, but Christian interrupted him. "What? Y/n didn't feel like getting together and you already found a replacement. What's happening with you? I-- I don't know what to say."

You could hear the hurt and disappointment in their voices and you couldn't help but feel bad about hiding, so you got out of your hiding spot.

Ben was the first to see you. You didn't say anything and neither did he. You could tell he was speechless at seeing you were actually the girl that his friend was seeing. Christian, on the other hand, when he saw you, let out a gasp and pointed at you like you were a ghost.

Mason looked back and was surprised to see you. "What are you doing? Why did you come out?" He whispered.

Your hands automatically reached for each other. "I couldn't let them think you were going through a playboy phase."

"You didn't have to. I would handle it."

Ben ran his hand through his hair and finally spoke. "Wait-- Are you two together?"

"Yes, we are." You confirmed it.

"Didn't you make a bet with Reece? How much are you losing?" Christian said, receiving a dead glance from Ben.

Your childhood friend

It was an important game for Chelsea. You were watching the game with Sophia and your oldest friend that had brought her husband, a big Chelsea fan, and her sweet baby boy that was too young to know what was happening.

The game was going well and at the last minute, Mason made the stadium go wild, scoring the final goal for Chelsea.

You cheered, completely happy for not only Chelsea but for Mason.

"What a game!" Your friend's husband commented. The sweet baby looked at his father and laughed. "Yes, it was, wasn't it?" They were laughing at each other when his smile faded and was replaced with a disgusted expression. "I think someone got too excited." He said to his wife.

"Oh no. Let me go change him." She took the baby from his arms and grabbed the bag. "Y/n can you helped me?"

"Sure. Let's take the downstairs bathroom. It's for Chelsea's workers and is more private."

In the bathroom, you got a message from Mason.

Mason: "Where are you?" You: In the bathroom downstairs. Next to the laundry room. Why?

Since he didn't say anything else you put the phone away. The smell finally hitting your nose. "Oh my god. I don't miss that."

"Oh, shut up and wait for me outside."

"You don't need to tell me twice. If you need something, scream." You left the bathroom and leaned against the wall.

The hallway was empty, but the cheers from Chelsea's fans could be heard. You took your phone to send Mason another text when someone called your name.

You looked up and saw Mason, still wearing his blue uniform. "What are you doing here?"

He stopped in front of you and cupped your face. He kissed you and you could feel yourself melting against him. You forgot where you were and wrapped your arms around his torso, gripping his blue shirt in your hands.

"I love you." He said, after breaking the kiss to breathe.

"Love you too." You whispered against his lips.

You only pulled away when your friend's son giggled. Your friend was standing at the door looking shocked at the two of you, while her son continued giggling in her arms and clapping.

"We're not good at keeping things a secret, are we?" Mason whispered.

"You think?"

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mountttmase · 1 year

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Sending this req on mason as you asked for!😉

You meet mason for the first time in real and he finds you a very feisty one. You attract him so much that he wants to impress you so bad. But you always knocking him out with your humor and wits. Eventually he wins you?

I hope it makes some sense! Also counting on you to write this piece...*pouts*

Good day,mate!

Mason is a heart💙

You Make Me Nervous

Note - thank you lovely. Found this one a bit difficult as I’m the most unfeisty woman on the planet but I hope it’s okay for you 💕

Pairing - Mason Mount x Reader

Word count - 4.8k

Warnings - fluffy I guess. Maybe a bit of angst if you squint hard enough.

‘Uh, c-can I help you?’ The boy at the door asked nervously, after he’d given you a once over.

‘Who is it, Mase?’ You heard Jaz bellow from upstairs and he visibly gulped before attempting to ask your name, but you beat him to it.

‘Y/n’ you smiled at him before he shouted your name up to her.

‘Ah amazing’ she replied before you heard tiny footsteps pounding down the hallway in your direction.

‘Y/n!’ You heard Summer squeal, bounding towards you as fast as she could, before you swept her up in your arms and pressed a delicate kiss to her cheek.

‘Hello baby, are you ready?’ You asked and she nodded as Jaz came into view with Summers bag of things. You could feel Masons stare lingering on you but you tried to ignore him.

‘Thank you so much, y/n. All her stuff is in here. I think two hours should be enough time but I’ll text you if anything changes’ she smiled warmly at you as you set the little girl down and took her bag of belongings.

‘No worries, I’ve got my phone on loud if you need me’ you nodded as you took summer by the hand. ‘Say bye bye mummy. See you soon’ you told Summer and she lifted her hand to give an enthusiastic wave back.

‘Bye mummy, bye uncle Masey’ she shouted and you waved at Jaz as she disappeared back inside.

‘Bye uncle Masey’ you winked, noticing his jaw drop ever so slightly and his eyes widen as you turned and led summer back down the driveway. ‘So that’s uncle Masey huh, Summer?’ You questioned when you were finally out of his stare. Summer was always on about him and obviously you knew who he was but you’d never actually met him.

He was gorgeous there was no doubt about it, and watching the way he reacted to you gave you a slight confidence boost as you recognised that look of shyness anywhere. Not one you’d seen from him in pictures and videos as he always looked so sure of himself from what you could tell, so it was nice to know you could pull that side out of him.

You took Summer to the park so she could run around with the other kids and play on the swings for a little while before sitting her with you on a blanket so she could have a drink and a little snack until you heard the unmistakeable sound of the ice cream van. You both made eye contact for a few seconds before gathering your things up and making your way over.

‘Our little secret this yeah?’ You winked as you handed her the lolly she wanted whilst she mimed zipping her lips. You careful took yours and and then her hand so you could exit the park and after a quick look at your watch you noticed you had 20 minutes until you needed to get summer home. ‘How about we walk the long way back, give us time to finish these before anyone sees us’ you told her and she nodded as you set off.

She told you all about what she’d done at nursery that week, and all her new friends she’d made and when you were almost at her house, you bent down to make sure there was no evidence on her face before knocking on the door. This time Jaz was there to let you in and she opened the door with a huge smile.

‘Ah, my two favourite girls’ she laughed ‘you’re just in time. You are staying aren’t you?’ She quizzed and you nodded with a laugh. She was hosting a surprise party for Lewis as his birthday was in a few days and she’d called you to ask if you could take Summer out for a few hours whilst the family prepped everything. You knew most of them pretty well, besides Mason, so when she invited to to join them for the afternoon you were quick to say yes.

‘Of course’ you smiled, ushering Summer in and following in behind her.

‘Well you’re off the clock now so go grab yourself a drink and relax. Mum and dad are out the back and Lewis should be here in about half an hour’ she told you and you led Summer into the garden. As soon as she noticed Debbie she was off and running into her arms.

‘Hi y/n’ she called as you followed over, pulling you in for a quick hug ‘how was the little pickle?’

‘As good as gold, just like always’ you told her, ruffling Summers hair as she giggled at you. You quickly made the rounds and said hello to everyone else before you noticed Mason stood at the other end of the garden, in front of the BBQ whilst scratching the side of his head. You didn’t know what it was about him but you were in the mood to tease him a bit a see how he reacted to you. You quietly made your way over and used the fact he hadn’t seen you to your advantage. ‘Need a hand?’ You quizzed and you held in a giggle as he jumped out of his skin, hand on his heart as he looked at you. His big brown eyes even bigger than usual as he stared you down.

‘Uh, I-I don’t know’ he told you, taking a few breaths to calm his racing heart.

‘I’m y/n by the way. Sorry I didn’t get a chance to introduce myself before. And sorry about the scare just now’ you laughed whilst holding your hand out for his to shake.

‘I’m Mason, it’s nice to meet you. And if you tell me how to get this to work then all is forgiven’ he told you, shaking your hand before you gave the BBQ a once over. You noticed it was electric and the switch was down so you quickly flicked it to on and the whole thing roared to life. ‘How did you do that? He asked you, stunned that it was now working and you just shrugged, turning to face him.

‘Some say I have a talent for turning things on’ you winked, before leaving him flustered and alone. Your friends had always described you as fiery and flirtatious but you’d never been like this with a boy so quickly. Maybe it was the way he looked at you an reacted to your words that encouraged you and also the fact you probably shouldn’t be speaking this way with him that made you carry on.

Mason was busy helping his dad with the food until Jaz ran outside telling everyone to get into position as Lewis was at the door. Mason was standing directly opposite you and you noticed how his face flushed when you made eye contact.

After you’d yelled surprise and Lewis had made his way round to greet everyone, you noticed Mason had abandoned his dad in favour of sitting with Summer. You went and stood close enough so you could hear what they were saying as she sat on his lap on the grass.

‘What’s y/n like? Is she nice?’ He asked and you saw summer nod her head excitedly.

‘Yes she the best’ she babbled, clapping her hands and your heart warmed as she spoke about you.

‘Is she better than me?’

‘Mhmmm’

‘What? She’s better than uncle Masey?’

‘Yeah, she buys me ice cream but it’s a secret’ she told him in a whisper, her tiny finger over her lips and he let out a laugh at her words.

You smiled at their exchange before quickly heading inside to use the loo. As you were walking back through the house you noticed Mason stood in the kitchen, his head in the fridge and he opened up a few bottles.

‘What’s a girl got to do to get a drink around here?, you spoke, noticing how he jumped again as you caught him unaware.

‘Are you getting a kick out of scaring me or something?’

‘What can I say, I enjoy that frightened little look on your face. It’s cute’ you told him with a shrug and you noticed how his face flushed again as he was at a loss for words. ‘So, what about that drink?’

‘I um, yeah I can get you something’ he told you, walking over to where you were stood. ‘What do you drink?’

‘What’s on offer?’

‘Whatever you want’

‘You shouldn’t of told me that’ you said with a laugh. ‘I’ll take a mojito then’ you smiled, thinking if the most complicated drink you knew.

‘I’m not a cocktail waiter’ he exclaimed, his eyebrows almost getting lost in his hairline as he let out a chuckle. Your placed your hands on your hips and gave him an incredulous look.

‘Well I never’ you huffed sarcastically but you saw him grab his phone and type something in before setting it down. ‘What’s the point of you being here then if not to make the drinks?’

‘I have my uses’ he winked at you, and you giggled at the fact you were finally able to get him to come out of his shell a little more around you. ‘Now, gimme a few minutes and let me work this out’

‘Work what out?’

‘I’m making you a mojito if it kills me’ he told you before assembling everything he needed. You watched him work away, confusion turning into excitement as he got the hang of it and after a while he presented to you something that vaguely looked like a mojito. You took a sip, looking at his hopeful face and when you gave him a smile and a small nod, he celebrated like he’d just scored a goal. ‘Let me know when you want another one. But don’t tell anyone else or I’ll be in here all day making drinks for everyone’

‘So you’re like my personal slave’ you asked seductively, sucking on your straw again as you stared into his eyes. He lost his cool for a second before blushing and looking away again. ‘Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me’ you laughed before fleeing the kitchen.

Jaz was soon letting everyone know the food was ready, and when you took a seat next to Summer, Mason immediately sat next to you, placing a fresh drink down in front of you. You sent him and appreciative smile which he returned but you caught the look Jaz was sending your way. You chose to ignore it for now, helping Summer with her food and chatting to Mason. Holding back on the sass you’d been giving him all day and you felt him relax around you even more. He was charming and funny and every time you got a flash of that dammed smile you felt the butterflies in your tummy erupt.

Soon everyone had finished and dispersed from the table, but you and Mason sat talking for ages, his arm around the back of your chair as you turned to face each other. You tried to be your usual charming self and he was laughing at your jokes and really listening to what you were saying which made you feel good. It was hard to concentrate sometimes though when he was really looking at you and he was close enough now that you noticed all the freckles that dotted his face and the way his eyes captured the sun which only made him appear 100x prettier to you if that was even possible.

‘Y/n! Uncle Masey!’ You suddenly heard summer shouting as she ran over to the pair of you and Mason quickly sat her on his lap. ‘Ball in tree’ she huffed as she pointed over to show you her ball stuck in the branches that hung over from the neighbours side.

You both went over with her, each of you holding one of her hands and he sent you a small smile as you neared the tree. You let Mason assess the situation before he turned you. The trunk was behind the neighbours fence so he couldn’t climb it but the branches were just a bit to high for him to reach on his own so you knew what he was about to ask you.

‘I’m gonna have to lift you up, I can’t reach and she’s not tall enough either’ he said, motioning to Summer with his head. ‘Don’t worry you’re in safe hands’ uttered as he stepped towards you ‘just put your hands on my shoulders and make yourself stiff’

‘Funny, I thought you’d be the stiff one in this situation’ you joked as he bent down a little and your joke made him crouch down all the way to his knees with his hand over his eyes as he laughed.

‘Why do you always crack jokes at the most inappropriate times’ he inquired and you laughed as you looked down at him.

‘Sorry, I think it’s a deflection tactic’ you explained as he rose up to tower over you again, his face impossibly close to yours. ‘I promise I’ll be good now’ you breathed and you heard the tiniest hint of a moan escape his lips.

‘Make sure you are’ he breathed, a serious look in his eye and you felt those butterflies erupt again as you held his eye contact. His eyes didn’t leave yours as he bent down again to hug his arms around your thighs as you placed your hands on his broad shoulders. ‘After three yeah?’ He told you and you nodded before he counted down and lifted you off the floor.

You were surprised at his strength and you squealed ad he straightened up. You panicked as he got his footing and guided you towards where the ball was.

‘Mason I dont like this’ you whimpered but you felt him laugh against your legs.

‘Just get it quickly and I’ll let you down’

You huffed and looked up, the ball being still slightly out of your grasp but you shook the branches about a bit and soon enough it fell to the floor. You expected Mason to let you down but he did the opposite, holding you tighter as he practically ran around with you in the air and you screamed before flopping over and pounding on his back.

‘Mason Mount, put me down right this second!’ You screamed but it just made him laugh even harder and you could soon hear everyone else joining in with him. He came to a sudden halt, letting you go slightly but only so he could move you back over his shoulder and carry you bridal style, his arms under your knees and around your back as you looped your arms around his neck. His face was suddenly right next to yours, his lips in touching distance and his eyes were constantly flickering between your eyes and your lips before you were interrupted.

‘Well isn’t this cute’ Jaz commented before locking eyes with Mason. You both laughed awkwardly as he set you down, his arm snaking over your shoulders as he pulled you towards him a little bit. ‘I need a hand in the kitchen Mase, you think you could come with me?’ He nodded and followed her inside and was only gone for a minute before Summer ran over to you, complaining that she’d spilled her drink down herself.

‘Don’t worry Summer, let me grab a cloth and I’ll clean you up’ you told her, quickly walking inside to ask Jaz for a cloth but her and Mason were nowhere to be seen. It only took a few seconds though to hear her voice coming from the living room.

‘Really Mase? Summers babysitter? Out of all the girls in the country you want to take y/n on a date?’

‘Look, I’m not asking for your permission Jaz, she might not even say yes but I wanna get to know her better’

‘Do you know how hard it’s been to find a babysitter like her? Summer adores her, we all do. I’m not having you taking her out and breaking her heart’

‘I wouldn’t do that, Jaz. Come on is that what you think of me? I like her. Please don’t ruin this for me before it’s even started.’

‘You’ve known her for five minutes’

‘Hence why I wanna take her out’ he shouted, but you didn’t want to intrude anymore so you quickly grabbed a cloth for Summer and ran back outside to clean her up.

You were soon singing happy birthday to Lewis with Summer on your hip and you couldn’t ignore the way Mason was looking at you from across the garden. You’d thought about what you’d overheard in the kitchen but you were unsure with how to proceed. Did you want to go on a date with Mason? Of course you did, and the fact it had taken only one afternoon in his presence to wrap you around his finger scared the life out of you. But was it worth making things awkward with Jaz and risking your job? You weren’t so sure.

You discreetly said your goodbyes to everyone, claiming you had an early morning but made sure to avoid Mason as you weren’t ready to have that conversation with him. You’d made it halfway down the drive when you heard him calling your name, running down to meet you.

‘Are you leaving?’

‘Uh yeah, sorry. Just got some stuff to sort out’

‘Oh okay, um well I just wanted to-‘

‘Don’t Mason’ you interrupted, turning away from him, but he grabbed your arm to stop you from going.

‘What’s going on?’ He asked you, confusion written all over his face at your sudden difference in behaviour. ‘Have I done something wrong?’

‘No’ you told him, your eyes on the floor, but you jolted when you felt his fingers under your chin, tilting your face back up to his. ‘I’m sorry Mason I have to go’ you whispered but this time he let you leave.

Three days later you were back looking after Summer, sharing a quick coffee with Jaz in her kitchen before she had to leave for a few appointments, and it wasn’t long before the topic of Mason was bought up.

‘I saw the way you two were looking at each other the other day. You certainly made an impression on him’ she teased and you could feel yourself blush as you thought about him. You hadn’t stopped thinking about him in the days in between but you didn’t want to speak about it too much. ‘I know he’s got a massive crush on you’

‘You think?’ You laughed trying to brush off her comments but she seemed to be going all in.

‘Oh I know. Trust me he was wallowing around like a lost puppy after you left. And if I didn’t know any better I’d say you like him back’ she winked but all you could do was laugh nervously. ‘Look y/n, he’s a good guy. He’s not gonna hurt you if that’s what you’re worried about’ you told you but you shook you head, keeping your eyes on your drink.

‘It’s not that at all, I just thought it might be a bit weird you know? I work for you and I don’t want to cross any boundaries. Also I sort of heard you two talking the other day about it and I got the impression you didn’t want it to happen’ you confessed and you heard her sigh before setting her cup down.

‘Sorry, y/n it was just a bit of a shock when he told me. Truth is I trust you both a hell of a lot and I don’t want to stand in the way of anything. He’s my little brother at the end of the day and I just want him to be happy. If nothing happens then fine I know you’ll still be professional but I don’t want you to not go for it cause you’re worried about me’ she reassured you with a hand on your shoulder.

‘Are you sure?’

‘Of course. Plus Summer loves you, as do we, so if it all works out then we don’t have to pretend to like you for his benefit’ she winked and you let out a small chuckle. ‘Now that I think about it, you two would be good together. He could do with bringing down a peg or two sometimes and I know you’ve got that sass inside you to keep him on his toes. And you deserve to be treated like a queen which he knows how to do. I should know i taught him everything. If you want to go for it and see what happens then please just forget about me and what you heard the other day’

‘I’ll think about it’ you laughed and you chatted for a few more minutes before she left.

Summer was well behaved for most of the morning but you could tell she was getting tired and groggy so you put her down for a nap a little early. You were just settling down on the sofa to watch some TV when you heard a knock at the door. Figuring it was the postman you opened it up to find Mason standing on the other side, both looking shocked at the other standing there.

‘Y/n? Sorry I thought Jaz was in’

‘No she’s got a few appointments’ you told him and he nodded apprehensively. ‘Do you wanna come in?’ You asked him and he gulped down a nervous lump before coming inside, seemingly shocked you’d invited him in. ‘I’ve just put Summer down for a nap’ you laughed as you led him into the kitchen. You were both stood there a little awkwardly, but you couldn’t deny you were happy to see him. You’d just hoped you hadn’t ruined your chances the other day. ‘Can I get you a drink or anything?’ He shook his head, but you noticed he was trying to suppress a smile. ‘You sure? Name a cocktail and I’ll learn how to do it’ you winked and he finally let out a little laugh.

‘I best not’ he smiled, but you saw him grab a bottle of water from the fridge. ‘Do you know what time Jaz will be back?’

‘I think another couple of hours yet ‘ you told him

‘Am I alright to stay here till she’s home?’ He asked, almost timidly and your heart sunk at the way he was looking at you. Clearly unsure of where you were at due to how you acted with him the other day. You wanted to set him straight so you nodded at him before taking a few steps towards him.

‘Im sorry for leaving like I did the other day. I hope you know it was never anything you did or said, I just… it doesn’t matter but I am really sorry’ you told him and he looked at you with a small smile before looking to the floor.

‘Are you sure? I thought I’d maybe overstepped the mark or something?’

‘No of course not, I really enjoyed your company that afternoon’

‘What happened then?’ He asked, his eyes looking at you confused. You took a deep breath before answering. Not sure if it was worth going into everything that happened but in the end you thought maybe it was best as you didn’t want to start keeping things from him this early on.

‘I came inside to get Summer a tissue and I overheard you and Jaz talking in the other room’ you murmured and you saw his face scrunch up as he remembered the conversation. ‘I didn’t listen for long or anything but obviously I work for Jaz and I don’t want to jeopardise anything’

‘I get that’ he nodded with a sad smile, but the way is shoulders dropped made you realise he thought everything was over before it had a chance to start.

‘Jaz had a chat with me this morning though, she’s kind of done a 180 on all of it’ you told him, sitting down at the kitchen island and he followed you over with a confused look on his face. ‘Told me she thinks we’d be good together’ you winked and you saw his cheeks turn red as as he laughed.

‘What did you hear me say exactly?’ He murmured, letting his face drop into his hands as he was clearly embarrassed

‘You want to take me on a date apparently?’ you teased, bashing your shoulder into his gently and he laughed as covered his face, flopping down onto the island. ‘And you want to get to know me’

‘Alright, alright’ he laughed, standing up and walking back over to the fridge. His face was redder than you’d ever seen it but you couldn’t help but notice the smile on his face and it warmed your heart. It looked like he didn’t even need anything, just opened the door and shut it again as a distraction tactic.

‘Can I ask you something?’ You enquired once he’d shut the door again and he nodded as he slowly made his way back over to you. ‘Why do you wanna take me out?’

‘Why wouldn’t I?’ He questioned, he brows drawn in as he propped himself up next to you again.

‘I’m Summer’s babysitter, I don’t live a life life you do. I’m probably not like the girls you usually speak to either’

‘You’re right. I don’t think I’ve ever met a girl quite like you before’ he nodded before taking your hand to pull you up gently. ‘You’re witty, and feisty and I don’t think I’ve ever met someone who’s made so many dirty jokes around me so quickly’ he laughed, brushing your hair behind your ear as he took both your hands in his. ‘Not to mention you’re gorgeous, like way out of my league’ he chuckled and you laughed along with him. ‘Thought if from the second I saw you’

‘You’re not too bad, don’t be so hard on yourself’ you told him and he shook his head as he let out a little snort.

‘I don’t care that we don’t live the same life, or that you’re Summers babysitter. All I know is I haven’t been able to get you out of my head since the other day and I want a chance to get to know you properly’

‘Yeah? Or do you just wanna steal my jokes?’ You winked and he squeezed your hands a bit tighter. ‘I’m kidding. I’d like that too’ you whispered and your heart sped up as he smiled down at you, his eyes flickering all over your face and all you wanted was to reach up and kiss him, but you held back. Not wanting to look to eager or give him the wrong idea.

‘So you’ll let me take you on a date then?’

‘I think that might be okay’ you whispered and he nodded before he lent down to place a quick kiss on your cheek.

‘You make me so nervous’ he whispered as you both pulled away but the pair of you were distracted when you heard tiny steps coming down the stairs. The both of you went to meet Summer as she’d woken up from her nap and you had no time to talk or do anything after that as you both kept her entertained. Once Jaz was home and you’d given her a quick rundown of the day, you went to get your things but Masons stopped you.

‘Gimme five minutes just to sort something out and I’ll drop you home?’ He asked and you nodded with a smile before he disappeared with Jaz to sort something out they were arranging for his parents. He wasn’t long and before you knew it he was opening the car door for you to hop in.

‘You know it’s still pretty early’ he told you and you looked at your phone to see it had just gone half three. ‘Why don’t we hang out for the rest of the day? Maybe grab some dinner after? Unless your busy then we can do something another time’

‘I’m free’ you smiled at him, noticing he was back to his flustered self around you but he gave you the most beautiful smile when you agreed to spend some time with him. ‘What do you have in mind?’ You enquired and he winked at you before grabbing your hand and entwining your fingers together in you lap.

‘It’s a secret’

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Mason mount 🍒

With a bit of Joao Felix in it

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“Soo umm..”

“Yes he’ll be there.” Sophie didn’t even let me finish already knowing what I was gonna ask or rather who I was gonna ask about but my ego refused to take the hit.

“What you don’t even know who I was gonna talk about..” I tried to play it off but the way I stuttered and my cheeks heated up wasn’t helping my case. At all.

“Girl.. please.” She rolled her eyes and I just scoffed leaning back against my chair.

“Soap” Kai’s voice came from the front door followed by quick footsteps.

“Kitchen” Sophia replied with a small smile on her face and I held back from teasing how smitten she was.

“Hello ladies” came in Kai a few seconds later his face lighting up when he saw her.

“I brought a guest with me” he said giving Soap a quick kiss on her cheek before smirking at me.

Oh I do not like this.

“Who?” I asked him carefully already having a few guesses but not liking either.

“Oh you know just your favourite boy” he said not even trying to hide his smirk and shrugging innocently but that didn’t stop me from jumping on my feet “Oh hell you didn’t I’m literally in pyjamas I’m not ready to see hi— HI MASON” just as I was about to flee the kitchen a certain chocolate haired boy walked in.

Brown eyes immediately found mine and the way they sparkled caused butterflies to go crazy in my stomach and I quite literally walked backwards to where I was seating a minute ago melting into Sophia’s side extremely embarrassed, excited also trying to hide my pjs behind the table.

Soap patted my back shaking her head while she looked at Kai with amused eyes muttering something in German.

“H-hi” Mason mumbled in a shy voice his cheeks flushed.

How can he be this pretty?

“You forgot this in the car” Mason cleared his throat breaking eye contact with me to look at Kai. It was just then that I realised he had flowers in his hands.

“Oh yes sorry these are for you love” kai said giving Sophia the flowers and I was admiring the way they were looking at each other that I missed the blue roses in Mason’s hand.

“And um I got this for you” Mason said in a shy voice.

“Really?” That was not the best thing I could reply with which was probably why I could hear Kai and Sophia giggling behind me but I was too busy admiring the amused smile that crawled on mason’s face to care.

“Yeah I remember you said blue roses were your favourite the last time we watched corpse bride together and we saw these outside the flower shop. I couldn’t help my self.” He said scratching the back of his neck.

My heart did a backflip.

Also I don’t think I’ve seen him this red before.

I didn’t waste another second to jump in his arms hugging him tightly and he held me just as tight “thank you mase.” I mumbled and felt him nod gently squeezing my side.

“They have glitters on them.” He blurted out causing me to giggle and I finally got to have a good look at the flowers which indeed had cute glitters.

“They’re perfect. I love them Mason. Thank you again.” I gave him a big smile and with a slight skip in my steps I looked for a vase.

“How have you been Mase?” Sophia asked and Mason pulled out a chair across from us to seat but kai was quick to seat down on the chair Mason had just pulled leaving him with no choice but to seat next to me.

“Thanks mate” Kai said and I shook my head at him.

Real smooth.

With a confused frown on his face, Mason sat down. I could feel how close he was and the empty cup in my hand wasn’t helping much to hide my red cheeks anymore.

Conversion flew easily between the four of us and eventually my legs ended up on soap’s laps while she was leaned against Kai and mase’s chair was pulled much closer to me than the start of the afternoon his arm at the back of my chair.

Every time that I looked at him I’d find his eyes already on me neither of us able to hide our smiles.

“Well gentlemen as lovely as it’s been chatting with you we need to get ready for tonight.” Sophia said taking my hand.

“Oh it’s time for the best part of going out. Getting ready” soap sang dragging me up the stairs.

“Thats the best part? What about getting shit faced?” I said smirking.

“Okay maybe second best.”

I lost the count somewhere between fifth and ninth shots.

At least I achieved one of the goals of the night.

Getting shit faced.

Everything went to shit the moment I saw Joao at Chris’s house where we were having our weekly get togethers.

I was laid back on my little blanket just a few feet away from the lake I had found a while back enjoying the peace. This place has been my secret spot.. well until a ball rolled next to my foot followed by a boy apologising. He froze up when he noticed it’s me. I’ve seen him around a couple of times since we’ve moved here but never had the chance to introduce myself properly.

“Hi.” I said feeling shy under his eyes and he mumbled back a quiet hi waving awkwardly which caused me to smile. He was cute.

He grabbed his ball and opened to his mouth to say something but seemed to decide against it mumbling an even quieter see you around. In a moment of panic I blurted out “do you wanna join me for a bit?” Cursing myself for being so awkward.

His eyes sparked and I saw his real smile for the first time as he settled next to me with a good distance between us.

“Would you like a lollipop?” I giggled showing him my backpack full of lollipops and a beautiful laugh escaped his lips.

“They’re all cherry.”

A year later and I was holding back tears as Joao’s hands were cupping my cheeks looking at me with glossy eyes.

“I’m so proud of you amor.” He said kissing my forehead lingering a minute longer.

“Go live the life you’ve always dreamed of okay?” He whispered and I whipped a tear that managed to escaped his eye. Not trusting my own voice I just nodded trying to memorise every detail in his beautiful face.

“I love you.” I choked out and he smiled sadly at me hugging me tightly for the last time.

“te amo” he said kissing my neck.

It’s been years since I last saw Joao. Years since I left Portugal after living there for almost two years. while I held every memories close to my heart I had long moved on from Joao yet it came as a shock to see him at one of my closest friend’s house.

So I chose the not-exactly-smart-but-easy way of dealing with having my first love and the boy I really liked in the same room and got drunk.

Sophia knew the whole story which was a real help cause I could not deal with this on my own.

“Do you still have feelings for him?” Soap said taking a sip from her drink and I shook my head.

“It’s just weird seeing him and Mason together it’s like seeing my past and future at the same time. What I could have had and what I can have if I just find the courage to tell Mason how I feel” I drowned my drink rubbing my temples.

“Tell him.” Soap slurred filling up the cup in my hand. “There you go. Here’s the courage. Cheers.” She said proud of herself and I couldn’t help but giggle with her.

Our laughter seemed to gained some attention towards us.

“Please don’t throw up on my carpet.”

“Woah where did you come from?” Soap said looking at Christian who was in return looking at us like a disapproving father.

“To our lovely host.” I said lifting my cup and Chris’s eyes widened before he took the cups away from our hands.

“He’ey I was gonna drink to you mate.” I pouted and I’m pretty sure soap cursed at him in German but my drunk mind couldn’t focus on both of them. I could still tell that Christian was struggling to keep up his responsible facade tho, barely holding in his laughter. Glad we could be of entertainment.

“And I thank you for it.. mase.” My ears perked when Christian called out for him.

“Ah why don’t we give these two some room.” Sophia suddenly chipped in dragging Christian away and giving me not so subtle thumbs up.

“You having a good time love?” I heard his smooth voice and for a moment forgot about everything else, with my eyes closed I leaned my head against his chest and hummed contently.

“Do you want some fresh air?” He said softly brushing my hair.

“Yes please.” I mumbled in his chest.

Just as we were about to step into the garden my eyes caught Joao’s and I came to halt. I couldn’t read what he was feeling not anymore but the soft smile he gave me eased me a bit.

“You okay love?” Mason’s voice snapped me out of my haze and after about twenty minutes of seating on Christian’s pool seats making fun of his ridiculous Snow White dwarfs figures with Mason I sobered up a bit.

“Do you want me to get you a bottle of water?” He asked softly and I nodded mumbling a quiet please.

“You look well.”

“London’s been treating me well” I smiled at Joao standing a few feet away.

“I’m glad.” He said looking at the seat next to me, asking for permission silently to which I nodded.

“So what you doing here?” I asked him seating up straight to look at him.

“I live here now.” He said and I gasped. Blame it on the alcohol that I couldn’t mask my reactions.

He laughed shaking his head “no way Joao! How you liking it?” I asked crossing my legs my attention fully on him.

“Actually I love it. I can see why you’ve always wanted to live here.” He gave me a smile and I couldn’t tell if it was my imaginations but I swear I saw sadness behind his eyes.

“You look different.” I blurted out my eyes widening “I mean in a good way.” I quickly added.

“you too” He said softly looking away “in a good way.”

“I’m sorry we lost contact.” I whispered after a few minutes of silent and I heard him sighing.

“Me too, cherry.” He said and the old nickname made my throat close up slightly.

“I haven’t known him for long but I have a feeling he’s not bad.” He said and I looked up at him confused my eyes following his to where Mason was standing two bottle of water in his hands as he handed one to soap.

“Yeah he is not bad.” I said smiling.

“I’m happy for you and um I’ll be more than happy if you let me be a part of your life again.”he said.

The background scenery was giving me deja vu to the first time I met him even the pool seats had the same red and white stripes as the blanket I had that night at the lake.. but we were different people nothing about us was the same.

It was a fresh start.

I got up and hugged him. “Of course Joao. Of course.”

“Am I interrupting?” Mason asked in a small voice and I slowly let go of Joao.

“No mate.” Joao replied turning back to me. “I’ll see you around cherry.” And I nodded.

Mason slowly walked up to me with a cute confused frown on his face and I couldn’t stop myself from caressing the frown which caused him to relax immediately. My eyes traced every feature in his beautiful face. Butterflies going crazy in my stomach as he brought my palm to his lips and placed the softest kiss in the centre all while looking at me with so much adoration in his eyes.

That was enough courage for me.

“There’s something I’ve been meaning tell to you mase.”

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cameronspecial · 8 months

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Thorn In My Side, Rose In My Hand (Part 8)

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Reader

Warnings: Talks about sex and swearing.

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 3.3K

Summary: First days of school can be unnerving when you are a part of a new couple.

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Lazy mornings with Rafe have become Y/N’s favourite. It’s been two weeks since their first date and they are now officially calling themselves girlfriend and boyfriend. School starts today, but since it starts in the afternoon because of orientation for the freshman in the morning, the two could spend the morning tangled in bed together. “Good morning, my rose,” he whispers to her with his lips pressed to her forehead. She scrunches her nose as his morning breath hits her nose, “Eww, Cameron. Morning breath.” He grins at the girl mischievously and starts an attack of kisses all over her face. This causes Y/N to erupt in a fit of giggles. “Ugh, stop it.” She laughs whilst burying her head back into his neck. “I don’t want to go back to school.” Rafe laughs at her complaints, “Wow, I never thought I’d see the day Miss. Valedictorian says she doesn’t like school.” “I’ve never liked school. I just like beating people,” she argues and nuzzles herself further into him. “Come on. It’s 10 now. If we don’t get up, we won’t get up at all. I’ll pay for brunch before we head to school,” he tries to bribe, rolling off of the bed to get ready for school. “I want brunch too, dude,” Mason calls out while he walks past his sister’s open door from the laundry room. Y/N and Rafe chuckle at the boy and finally get out of bed to get ready.

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The three of them pile into Rafe’s truck to head to the country club for breakfast. Y/N and Rafe sit on the same side of the booth at the restaurant, while Mason is on the other side. This is a shift from how the group used to configure itself before the couple became a thing. Rafe eats his waffles and just watches as Y/N gently nudges her utensils under his arm to cut herself a piece. He doesn’t mind; the whole reason why he ordered it is because she couldn’t figure out if she wanted eggs benedict or waffles. But she doesn’t need to know that he wasn’t planning on ordering it.

“God, how you guys went from 0 to 100 couple-wise is always going to amaze me. It’s going to be weird seeing this at school,” Mason comments, pointing the fork between the two. Y/N frowns at the words, “Oh, I didn’t think about that. It is going to be a little weird.” Rafe wraps his arms around the girl for reassurance. “It’s okay. If anyone bothers you, I’ll be sure to punch them,” he promises to her.

“Cameron! Violence will only get you expelled.”

“Okay, I promise to just give them a very stern talking to, my rose.”

“Yeah, and I’ll punch them after school so I can’t be expelled,” Mason interjects, feeling his protective side come out at the upset look on his sister’s face. Y/N smiles at the two boys and cuddles herself into Rafe’s arms. “What class do you have first?” Y/N questions. Rafe takes out his phone to check, “I have business, then English.” “Dude, I got last period English too. So does Y/N/N. Is it with Mrs. Santos?” Mason informs. “Uhh… Yeah, it’s with Ms. Santos,” Rafe confirms. Y/N beams at this news, “I’m so excited. I heard that she teaches novels only written by women. And that they aren’t only classics, but modern YA books. One of the books we read is Written in Starlight by Isabel Ibañez, which I’m excited about because I read another one of her books and I loved it.” “Well, maybe it can be the book we read for book club. Then you can kill two birds with one stone,” Rafe suggests. “That’s such a good idea, but I don’t have anyone but you in my book club so far, Cameron,” Y/N pouts a little. Mason notices the time, “I’m sure you’ll find more people to join, Y/N/N. But right now, we need to head out or else we are going to be late.”

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Although Y/N and Rafe are not trying to keep their relationship a secret, only their best friends really know they are dating. They haven’t had any super public dates or a reason to post on social media about their status. Rafe often opted out of going to parties choosing, instead, to stay home with Y/N. So, today is the first time that the students are seeing them as a couple. Y/N had been cold on the car ride over here, so she snuck on Rafe’s school sweater that she stole from him on their first date. Rafe’s last name on her back is obscured by his arm being drapped over her shoulder. Wanting to show off to her, he insisted on carrying both of their backpacks to impress her.

Kelce approaches the pair with a surprised look on his face, “So this is what you’ve been up to while I’ve been away. Finally got the girl I see.” “Haha, you know it, man. I’ve never been happier. Got the best girl in the OBX as my rose,” Rafe brags, giving Y/N a big smackeroo on her burning cheeks. “Hello, Kelce. Nice to see you too,” Y/N teases at the boy skipping over greetings. Kelce lightly taps her shoulder in a joking manner, “I’m sorry, Mrs. Cameron. Hello to you too. How was your summer?”

“It was good, then there was a little bump in the road. But it ended off on an extremely high note. So I’d say everything worked out as it was supposed to. How about you?”

“It was tight as fuck, man. The cruise was awesome. And I may have been on the water, but I definitely didn’t go through a dry spell if you know what I mean.”

“Eww, too much. Kelce. It’s good you had fun on the cruise though.”

Before the conversation can continue, the bell rings signaling that everyone has five minutes to get to class and seeing as they haven’t even gotten to their lockers yet, the couple has to get going. They say their goodbyes and the three separate from each other to get to their classes. Y/N sits in her first class of the day, drama, alone. She isn’t friends with any of her classmates in this class so the hour and fifteen minutes pass by slowly. The bell finally rings and she makes a mad dash for English class; partly because she actually interacts with people in the class but mostly because she is excited to finally be under the tutelage of Ms. Santos. She has heard great things about the teacher and she gives amazing letters of recommendation. She taught a modern literature course at Oxford and seeing as that’s Y/N’s top choice, it would look amazing to the admissions office.

She got to class early, not wanting to be slowed down by the people lazily walking to class. She is the first to arrive so she sits in the front row in the middle seat. Rafe makes his way early into the class as well and sees where Y/N has chosen to sit. He isn’t exactly a front-row kind of student, but he wants to sit beside her. She watches him approach her and prepares to uncomfortably sit beside her, “You don’t have to sit beside me, Cameron. Just because we are dating, doesn’t mean we have to be attached by the hip. We can be separated for three hours.” Rafe pouts at her remark, knowing that she is correct. “Okay,” he mumbles in a childlike manner, giving her a peck on the lips before making his way to the back of the class where he normally sits.

Next to come in is Riley, who chooses to sit right beside Y/N. The grin on Riley’s face as he turns towards Y/N to start a conversation fills Rafe with insecurities. While Y/N is a straight-A student, Rafe had a solid B report card with a few Cs and tutoring sessions sprinkled here and there. This is normally a shock to most people, who expect him to be the stereotypical jock who doesn’t care about his schoolwork. However, Rafe really does try in school. At first, it started out as wanting to make his dad proud, but eventually, he started doing it to make himself proud of what he could achieve by himself. Even though Rafe gets better grades than his other swim mates, without having to cheat, he couldn’t compare to straight-A mathlete Riley, who is third in line for valedictorian in their class. Rafe couldn’t compare to Riley academically wise and this makes him nervous. He couldn’t keep up with Y/N in that way and when he realizes the conversation between Y/N and Riley switched to French, he becomes incredibly jealous. She laughs at the joke Riley makes in French and Rafe wishes he could connect with her on an academic level.

Rafe wants to stop the conversation between the two, but Mason and Ms. Santos coming in stops Rafe from walking to the front. Mason goes to sit beside Rafe, while Ms. Santos goes to her desk at the front of the class and begins her lesson.

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The lesson ends and Rafe leaves Mason behind to push his way to Y/N. His height and reputation help him achieve his goal. Riley is still following her and this peeves Rafe off just a little. Y/N turns towards him with a smile on her face, “Hey, Cam-” She can’t continue because he instantly pulls her in for a mini make-out session in the middle of the hallway.

The bustle of the hallway pauses to see the new reveal of Y/N and Rafe dating. A mixture of disappointed groans and encouraging hollers fill the hallway which makes the two pull away. “Let’s go to the bookstore. We can get the books for class and you can recommend me a book for the comparative essay we need to do as a final,” Rafe proposes, taking hold of her hand and tugging her towards their lockers to get their stuff to go. Y/N gleams at the idea, “Only if we can read in the hammock when we get back to my place.” Rafe chuckles at her excitement and ignores the stare as people step aside to create a path for them to walk.

——

Rafe is driving back to Y/N’s house from the bookstore when he hears a screech come from the passenger seat. “STOP THE CAR.” This causes him to panic and slam on the breaks. His hand comes out protectively in front of Y/N so her head wouldn’t hit the dashboard. “Y/N, you can’t scream like that when I’m driving,” he chides, looking over to check if she is okay. She doesn’t reply as she flings the door open and runs towards a small blob on the side of the road. Rafe quickly unbuckles his seatbelt and follows her out of the car. He approaches her and sees what’s in her arms. She turns toward him with a puppy nuzzled close to her chest. From where he is standing, it looks like a gray and black border collie with spots on the gray and electric blue eyes. Rafe knew what she was about to ask for, “No, my rose. I literally just got my car detailed.” “But the poor baby is all alone. What if he gets hurt?” She uses a baby tone and waves the little guy’s paw. “Would your parents even let you keep him?” he questions.

“If I ask nicely, they will. Especially if he is an orphan all alone on the side of the road. What if he got hit by a car? Could you, in good conscience, drive away knowing that possibility?”

He knew he lost the argument when both the puppy and Y/N give him puppy dog eyes, “Okay, fine. We can put him in my car, but I want you to take him to the vet first to get him checked out and to check for a chip. Wouldn’t want the little guy to give you fleas or something.”

Y/N lets out an excited squeal as she runs over to him to give him a hug, then jumps into the car, cuddling her new friend. Rafe follows her back into the car and changes directions toward the vet clinic. “I’m going to name him Sparky.”

“Yeah, why?”

“Because his eyes are so blue, it’s almost electric and electricity can make a spark. Plus, he looks like he has a real spark of life in him. He looks energetic.”

“I can see that, it makes sense.”

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After a vet visit and a trip to the pet store, Rafe and Y/N return to her house with their spoils of war. Mason comes downstairs to check on them, “Damn, good thing I got a ride from Topper. You guys took forever at the bookstore. Wait, where did that dog come from?” Y/N smiles and puts Sparky down on the ground after closing the front door. “This is Sparky and he is your nephew. Isn’t he cute?” Sparky excitedly runs over to Mason to examine his new environment. “That still doesn’t explain where you got him from. Please tell me you didn’t steal another dog.” Rafe interrupts this time, “That was one time and she was six. But she found Sparky on the side of the road. The vet says he has no chip and is healthy, so your sister wanted to take him home.”

Mason lets out a small sigh of relief and finally lets himself crouch down to pet the attention-seeking puppy. He doesn’t have to worry about returning Sparky to an angry owner. Sparky immediately rolls over and begs the boy for a belly rub. “I guess he is cute, but I’m not picking up his poop,” Mason confesses while obeying the pup’s wishes. At this time, Marvin and Cassie arrive home to find the newest Y/L/N family member. “Uh-oh, did Y/N/N steal another dog again?” Marvin jokes, approaching the dog with his wife. Y/N feigns offence, “Dad! That was one time!” “And it was adorable. But if he isn’t stolen, where did you get him from?” the twins’ mother asks, giving the dog the attention he wants. Y/N explains the story all over again to her parents, who are more than happy to let the dog stay seeing as they’ve always wanted a dog but never felt a connection with any other dog. Sparky’s excitement causes him to appear to be the perfect match for the family.

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The first full day of school is today and Y/N couldn’t wait for this school year to be over. With a full day of classes and her first student council meeting of this year, her day is going to be very busy. Her first period of the day is ancient history, which she, thankfully, has with Lacey, who is surprisingly a fiend for mythology. “I’m so excited for this class. It would be so interesting to learn more about Mayan and Aztec culture. I heard they had an influence on modern Mexican food. I think next summer I should see if I could do a cooking internship down in Mexico. And you should come too. Y/N/N, you would love the beaches there,” Lacey confesses, sitting in front with Y/N. Y/N smiles at the idea, “Ohh, a graduation girl’s trip would be so fun. Although, I’m worried about how Ms. Baker marks. I hear she is extremely strict with how she grades. If she doesn’t like your writing, she will mark the answer wrong.”

“You love a challenge, though. Don’t worry too much about it. We can work together to beat the system.”

“Definitely. We always think better when we put our heads together.”

“So, did you want to watch a movie tonight?”

“Hmm, maybe. I have studying to catch up on.”

“Oh, come on, Y/N/N. This is the first full day of school. How can you already have stuff to catch up on?”

“Well, I just want to get ahead so that I know I understand everything and don’t have to worry if I fall behind. But I guess we can do a movie night. As long as we watch Knives Out. I’m in the mood for a mystery. You can even sleep over.”

The plans for tonight are set in stone and the conversation ends when Ms. Baker enters the classroom and begins her lesson.

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Once ancient history is over, Y/N went to her next class by herself. The bell rings signalling the end of math class. The teen packs her things up and heads towards the cafe, which is just the cafeteria but the school wants to make it sound fancier. She makes a stop to the bathroom before going to her final destination. She is finishing up in the stall when she hears the bathroom door open and the middle of a conversation enters the room as well. “I can’t believe Rafe is actually dating that boring book nerd. I don’t see how she could satisfy his more sexual desires,” a shrill and high-pitched voice, Y/N recognizes as Molly Hudson, notes. She hears shuffling toward the sink before a lower-pitched voice responds, “I know right? From what you told me about Rafe in bed, I don’t know if that slow innocent little prude could keep up with him.” That voice belongs to Hannah Barns, Molly’s best friend and minion. Y/N has heard enough and she is not just going to pretend like she is not there.

Y/N bursts out of the bathroom stall; her annoyance evident on her face. “I really don’t think that mine and Rafe’s personal business matter to you guys. Just because our relationship is public; does not mean you have any right to any sort of ownership over us. I know that Rafe hurt you by not talking to you after you guys slept together, but it is no excuse to say things about me behind my back. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go enjoy my lunch.” Y/N walks out of the bathroom without so much as a pause to see what else they had to say. Most people would’ve felt insecure knowing that Molly has slept with her boyfriend; however, Y/N feels very secure in her relationship with Rafe. She knows that he has a long string of girls who have had their hearts broken by him because they expected a relationship and he didn’t. But she knows what he feels for her is actually genuine emotion; she could see it in how he looks at her and treats her ever since they started dating.

Her scowl has not left her face as she sits down in between Rafe and Mason at the lunch table with Lacey, Topper, and Kelce sitting across from the trio. “Who spoiled your book?” Topper puns, noticing the look on Y/N’s face. Y/N reaches for the lunch tray that Mason procured for her with thanks, “Ugh, just Molly and Hannah being little gossiping hens.” “Seriously? Do you want me to deal with them?” Rafe straightens his back and wraps his arm protectively around her. “Nah, don’t worry about it. I put them in their place. I’m going to have to get used to it anyways. It comes with the territory of dating the Kook Prince of the Outer Banks,” she replies, resting her head on his should with a sigh.

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#thorn in my side rose in my hand #rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron fanfiction #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron series #rafe cameron x you #outer banks rafe #outer banks x reader #outer banks x you #outer banks fanfiction

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ethan-nestor-owns-my-heart · 1 year

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“That woman is mommy” - Mason Gooding (2023)

#scream #mason gooding #mason gooding my favourite final girl #neve campbell #sidney prescott #jasmin savoy brown #mindy meeks martin #scream press #scream cast #scream vi #scream 5 #funny #scream interview

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smicksstuff · 1 year

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YN and Mason had a secret relationship. You guys haven't made it public just yet, however, a slip from a buddy changed everything.

tis’ the season

mason mount x leclercsister!reader

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yn_leclerc 14 days to christmas

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masonmount🎄❤️

alex_albon cutting it close this year eh

yn_leclerc im sorry i was busy 😩

lorenzotl looking good yn!!

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moneymase is that who i think it is?

chelseaboys there is no way mason would date her. who even is she?

moneymase mate there is no need to be rude about it. you don't even know them.

isahernaez you made gingerbread houses without me? 😔

yn_leclerc sorry babes🥺

arthur_leclerc the gingerbread house looks good im coming to steal it

yn_leclerc stay away from it 😠

arthur_leclerc NO 😈

pierregasly hmm are we just ignoring the obvious here

yn_leclerc go away pierre

charles_leclerc @yn_leclerc dont be rude

yn_leclerc 😝

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masonmount its that time of the year again ✨

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declanrice cute 😍

jackgrealish I thought yn knew how to ice skate

yn_leclerc JACKKKKKK

jackgrealish oh shit my bad. it was bound to happen.

landonorris FINALLLY!!

landonorris no more secrets. i hate them.

charles_leclerc YOU GUYS ARE DATING?

yn_leclerc stop being annoying you knew about it

arthur_leclerc im telling maman

yn_leclerc OMG @lorenzotl HELPPP

judebellingham my favourites! 🔥

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princemason mason mount + y/n leclerc = matchmade in heaven

chelseafans doesn’t she have enough already. why does she need mason too?? bet you she has no clue about football

moneymase mate if you dont like it, just leave.

benchillwell finally!! my favourite duo. 😍

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masonmount santa knew what was on my wishlist this year ❤️

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yn_leclerc love you ❤️

georgerussell63 merry christmas 🎄

jackgrealish oh god not the cheesy christmas photos 😫

masonmount you did this to yourself mate

yn_leclerc this is just the beginning @jackgrealish 💋😉

philfoden stunning as ever

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pascale.leclerc.355 my 2 babies

arthur_leclerc uhh maman what about me

charles_leclerc and me too

yn_leclerc 🫢🫢🫢

kaihavertz29 Fröhliche Weihnachten ❤️

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yn_leclerc you + me under the mistletoe ❤️

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judebellingham ❤️❤️❤️

masonmount my 👸

charles_leclerc WHAT MISTLETOE ? NO NO NO

yn_leclerc 🫢

sophiaamelia my babygirl is all grown up 🥺❤️

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jackgrealish yn looking amazing as ever 😝

masonmount hey stop hitting on my girl

yn_leclerc OH NO JACKK what did you do?

jackgrealish 💁🏼

arthur_leclerc to many many more christmases like this ❤️

lorezotl yes many many more

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isahernaez just wait till C and I arrive 🤩

carlossainz55 im in a party mood. and I'm bringing my kid with me 🥳

landonorris who is the kid?

isahernaez who else?

landonorris just checking 😊

sebastianvettel merry christmas leclerc family. see you guys soon ❤️🎄

yn_leclerc danke seb. cant wait! ❤️

sharlleclerc OMG is it another seb and charles christmas?

danielricciardo where is my invite? 🤔

yn_leclerc but you are in kangaroo land

danielricciardo yea thats right atleast im not freezing my bum off

yn_leclerc come back here

danielricciardo when the sun is back

mickschumacher credits ??

yn_leclerc all hail resident photographer micky 🙆🏼‍♀️ love ya ❤️

gina_schumacher technically i took some pictures so why does only mick get the thanks

yn_leclerc love you gina!!! thank you schumachers ❤️

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#charles leclerc #mason mount #christmas 2022 #f1 #daniel ricciardo #carlos sainz jr #mick schumacher #jack grealish #jude bellingham #england #formula 1 #arthur leclerc #ig edits #yn x mason mount #lando norris #f1 ig au #alex albon #sebastian vettel #f2

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this with rlc fuck. just imagine getting home after a night out with some of the boys from the team. you've had a little too much to drink and started to get really flirty with mason, ruben seeing red and dragging you home to remind you who you belong to.

Daaamn 🥵 this request got stuck in my brain from the very first moment I received it! Now it’s finally here! Enjoy it!

“I only have eyes for you.”

Ruben Loftus Cheek x Y/N

Summary: Going out with Ruben’s teammates and their girls might just become your favourite thing to do, seen how the night is going to end.

Warnings: it gets kind of steamy at the end (SMUT)

gif credits to @azpiiicueta

“You ready babygirl?” your boyfriend Ruben asked you, as he watched you struggling to fasten your necklace.

“Yeah, I am…” you said, growing annoyed at the piece of jewelry around your neck.

Ruben’s full lips slightly curved up in a sweet grin upon hearing your voice; in two strides he was behind you, his hands gently hovering over yours.

“May I?”

“Thank you,” you sighed, glad that your man was there to save the day, as he always did, “this thing here was driving me nuts!” you told him as you adjusted the necklace perfectly, right in the middle of your dress’ plunging neckline.

“You wanna know what’s driving me nuts? You are. I’ll have to keep an eye on you tonight,” he growled, lowering his head to kiss the top of your naked shoulder, while his hands grazed the smooth skin of your arms, “this dress looks amazing on you…”

“Easy there tiger,” you snickered, bending your head backwards enough to rest it on his chest, “I only have eyes for you, you know that right?”

“I know that,” he assured you, “but it’s my teammates we’re going out with, and I’m kinda jealous to share you with them.”

“You won’t have to share me with them,” you smiled at him as you applied your perfume on your neck right below your ear, earning a glare from Ruben, that inhaled pretty much all of the fragrance, “I’m just gonna have some fun with the girls while you boys talk about the same old football techniques…”

“Yeah if you don’t suffocate me first that is…” he coughed.

As soon as you stepped inside the packed club, Ruben quickly took your hand in his, slightly tightening his hold as he looked at you in a silent question; he wanted to know if you were okay. His usual, careful self made an appearance as it did every time you went out with his friends, but you were just as quick in reassuring him that you were more than fine. After all, you were with him.

You made a beeline to the booth your friends were in with Ruben right in front of you, guiding you by your still entwined hands.

“Rubes!” Mason shouted as he hugged your boyfriend, as he always did to greet him, “You guys are finally here! Hey Y/N!” he smiled as he moved to hug you, and you could feel Ruben tense by the way he was fiddling with your fingers.

“Hey Mase, it’s so good to see you!” you smiled, trying to wind your man up a little, “Oh my God hi!” you shouted as you spotted the rest of your girl friends sitting right behind Mason.

You left Ruben standing there, talking with Mason, while you sat down with the best part of your group of friends.

“It was about time!” Sophia hugged you, “It’s been so long since we last had a proper night out!”

“Blame it on the guys,” you playfully rolled your eyes at her, “and on their busy schedule!”

“You’re right!” she giggled, “It’s time we start going out even when they can’t!”

“Oh yeah girl! I’d drink to that!” you and the rest of the girls laughed at her suggestion.

“I have the impression that Ruben is not gonna like that idea though…” Andrea said, as she kept looking behind you, “It’s like he can’t take his eyes off of you girl!”

“Let him watch all he wants,” you smirked, “I wore this dress for a reason!”

“God you’re such a tease!” the keeper’s girlfriend chuckled at your antics, right before she stood up from her seat, “By the way, are we drinking or??”

“We so are!” you and Sophia nodded your head in excitement as you both followed her to the bar.

You could feel Ruben’s eyes on you even from afar, and that made you feel so powerful; your plan was working, and you were sure that with a little help from some alcohol in your system your night was going to be one that you would enjoy for sure.

The only problem was that one shot turned into two, then into three, then to one drink, two drinks… it was always like that when you girls went out together. Alcohol was a must during your nights out.

As you were waiting for them to come back from the toilet, you were startled by Mason’s presence. He stood right beside you at the bar, ordering some drinks for his teammates.

“Hey,” he shouted, “are you enjoying yourself??” he smiled at you as he lowered his head to speak in your ear.

“I am!” you smiled at him, glancing over his shoulder and immediately spotting Ruben, the look on his face enough to let you know that he wasn’t completely okay with you being that close to Chelsea’s number nineteen, “What about you? Are you boys having fun?” you asked him, leaning your hand on his shoulder as you moved closer to him.

“We are,” he beamed at you, “I only hope you girls aren’t having too much to drink, or else my poor friends are gonna have a handful with you three!”

“Is that what you think??” you half smiled at him, touching his arm as you once again looked at your boyfriend, the same boyfriend that was walking to where you were standing, “You’re so cute when you worry for your friends, but you don’t have to, we don’t get drunk that easily!”

“Oh is that why you’re this flirty tonight??” Mason chuckled as he knew you were acting like that because of the one too many drinks you had, “I don’t think Ruben will be too happy about that…” he laughed as he felt Ruben’s presence behind him, “Is that so Rubes??”

“Oh it’s definitely so.” the club was full of people, and the music was blasting through the speakers, but even in your slightly intoxicated state you could hear the roughness in Ruben’s voice.

“Babyyy!” you shouted, throwing your arms around your man’s neck, “Are you enjoying yourself?”

“Not too much.” he growled in your ear, while his hands grasped your hips in a possessive way, in a delicious way, “But you are, I see.”

“I am,” you smirked at him, “I think partying with your mates is kinda growing on me!”

“Is it?” he asked, “You wanna know what I think?”

“Of course I do baby…”

“I’m only gonna tell you this once.” Ruben talked directly in your ear, his voice low, the lowest you’ve ever heard, “We’re gonna go home now. We’re gonna go home ‘cause I think you had too much to drink, and that made you forget who you should be flirting with and who not.”

“Are you gonna remind me then?”

“Oh you can count on it.”

“Who told you to take that dress off?” Ruben tilted his head to the side upon seeing you strut towards him with just your lace thong on.

“I thought it was okay to do so,” you looked up at him through your lashes once you were standing closely in front of him, “I mean, it looked like you wanted it off when we were in the car earlier…”

“I wanted the dress off, I still do.” he stated, “But I wanted to be the one to undress you.”

“I’m pretty sure I can undress myself.” you shrugged, crossing your arms over your naked chest and making Ruben gulp at the sight of your boobs, “I can take care of myself too, if that was the matter tonight.”

“I’m sure of that.” you were defying him, and that made Ruben’s blood boil in a good way, “That’s not the point. The point is,” he started as he grabbed your crossed arms with his hand, pushing you backwards until the back of your knees hit the bed, “I’m not sure you can take care of yourself when you’re drunk. I mean, you don’t even know who you’re flirting with.”

“Is this about Mason?” you teased him some more, as the alcohol that was left in your body was making you feel confident enough to provoke him; in all honesty, you wanted him to have his way with you tonight. And you were going to do everything in your power to have him where you wanted.

“No.”

“Are you sure?” you smirked at him, while his hold on your arms slightly tightened.

“I am.” he said firmly, “This is about you, and the way you so easily forgot who you were out with. But don’t worry,” he lowered his lips to the shell of your ear, “you’re going to remember that very soon. I’ll make sure of it.”

In a matter of seconds, you landed with your back on the sheets, pushed by Ruben’s hand. Your breathing was already laboured, as you were growing impatient.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Ruben asked you as he slowly unbuttoned his jeans, keeping his eyes on you.

“Oh that’s easy, because I want you.”

“You do huh?” he smirked, now fully naked and on his knees right between your thighs, “I want you too.. I wanna fuck you so bad, and so hard that I’m gonna make you scream my name.”

“Please Rubes,” you were a whiny mess already, just by hearing his words, “please baby…”

“I didn’t even touch you, and you already beg for me.” he chuckled, a flash of sudden sweetness and adoration appeared in his eyes as he lowered his face enough to kiss you.

Needless to say, that kiss was messy. Ruben poured all of his jealousy into it, while you put the need you felt for him, the need you had been feeling all day long. Your lips, your tongues, your instincts fought for dominance, as neither of you wanted to surrender to the other.

“You want me to fuck you?” Ruben whispered breathlessly against your lips.

“Yes please baby…”

“Good. I wanna hear you scream my name.” he said as his lips trailed from your face to your neck, gently biting your sensitive skin.

“Make me.”

“I’m starting to have enough of this attitude,” he growled as you felt him move your thong to the side, slowly guiding his dick to your entrance and sliding it into you, “I think I’ll have to fuck it out of you, what do you say? Hm?” he breathed as he could already feel you contract around him.

“Fuck Ruben!” you whimpered, his actions completely unexpected as he started fucking you without a warning.

“Oh yeah I’m planning on doing that love,” he smirked as he took your chin between his fingers, while his slow movements were enough to turn you into a moaning mess below him, “But I can’t hear you say my name. You know I wanna hear that.”

“Rubenn…” you moaned while your nails scratched his lower back, “oh fuck me!”

“Yes baby, I’m fucking you,” he groaned as his movements got faster, the feel of you around him was making him feel lightheaded paired with the jealousy he was still feeling, “I am. Not Mason.”

You didn’t know where that came from, but you couldn’t help yourself as the next words left your mouth.

“What a shame he isn’t.” you bit your lower lip as soon as you saw him looking directly into your eyes, his gaze burning, fire was flooding his usually brown orbs making them look of a warmer colour. His hips stopped suddenly.

“What did you just say?”

It was a dangerous game and you knew that, but this was all it was, a game. A game Ruben was willing to play with you, more than willing actually.

“I said it’s a shame he isn’t fucking me.”

“You think so?” he said licking his lips, and when he saw you nodding your head he caught on to your act, “You don’t really think that don’t you? You purposely wound me up, didn’t you?”

“Maybe I did…” you sighed, feeling as he started to move again.

“Maybe you did huh?” he hummed, “You’re such a tease…”

He started to pound into you, punctuating everything he said with one of his thrusts.

“Firstly, you wore that dress, and you knew that was going to drive me crazy.”

“Then you didn’t even glance at me all night long.”

“Oh and what about the way you danced with the girls?”

“But the highlight of the night was the way you hit on Mason, I was so fucking jealous!”

His pace quickened once again, and you couldn’t find any words. All you could do was moan as you clung to his muscly arms for dear life.

“I did look at you Ruben…”

“Oh you did??” he was breathless, and he was breathtaking: the little droplets of sweat on his forehead and the fierce look in his eyes made your eyes roll to the back of your head as he fucked you, hard. “Oh no. Don’t do that. I want you to look at me right now. Look at me.” he growled, hooking his forefinger around your necklace and making you stare directly into his eyes.

“Rubes fuck I’m so close!” you whimpered, growing sensitive at his change of pace.

“I want you to look at me while I fuck you. I want you to cum and I want you to look at me while you do, can you do that?” he rasped, his voice low and full of desire, a clear signal that he was just as close as you were, “Can you do that baby?”

He leaned his forehead against yours, guiding his hips against you, pushing himself deeper and deeper into you. His soft moans were like music to your ears, a perfect opposition to the loud music you listened to all night long.

You simply nodded your head as Ruben sighed, he didn’t need to restrain himself anymore and he felt his body combust as soon as you placed your hands on his sculpted lower abdomen, right beside his v-lines.

“Fuck baby you’re gonna make me cum,” you moaned, as the feeling of his tensed muscles under your fingertips was letting you feel the strength of his hips even more, “oh God Ruben!”

“Look at me.” he ordered you as he pushed into you faster and faster, chasing his own high while he made sure to make yours last as long as he could.

As soon as you locked your eyes on him, he was a goner. He was fucked. Throughly fucked. He fell right into your trap, but he swore that being trapped had never felt this good.

“Look at me.” it was you this time asking him to look at you as he reached his high, and the look that he tried to hide behind his eyelids was one you were sure you’d die for: in his eyes there was fire, there was lust, love, all the possessiveness he felt was right there, in his deep brown eyes.

“Fuck baby…” he sighed as he rested his body on top of yours, relaxing under your touch.

“You know I love you right?” you smiled as you kissed his temple.

“Hm hm” he hummed.

“And you know what I said was true? That I only have eyes for you?”

“I do…” he murmured.

“I didn’t mean to make you jealous-” you were interrupted by your boyfriend’s head snapping to look at you, “okay I didn’t mean to make you this jealous, I’m sorry.”

“You know that I love you right?” he asked this time.

“I do.” you smiled at him, running your nails at the base of his neck.

“And you know I only have eyes for you?”

“Hm hm.” you chuckled as he was making fun of you by saying those things, even if he was deadly serious and you knew that.

“Okay, so, next time you want me to fuck you just say it.” he smirked, as he knew that would wind you up, “I promise I’m not gonna say no.”

“Fuck you Ruben!” you whined.

“You just did, babe.”

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invisible string - part four

“Tell me everything about her. Everything I missed”

warnings: fluff, angst, a bit of swearing, mentions of childbirth author: pls do not ask when part five is coming 🫠🥹🥲 thank you for all the support, though! I love each and all of you. word count: 5.328k

PART THREE

“How do you think the girls will react when we tell them?” Jaz questioned, sipping her chamomile tea.

“Knowing Lily, she’ll be over the moon.” You watched Jaz sigh deeply, a wide smile spread across her lips. She knew the answer but you could tell she needed some sort of reassurance. “I’m an only child, so besides school and ballet, she spends most of her time with adults. With my dad, especially. It’ll be great for her.”

“It’s the same for Sum. My sister lives in Australia with her husband and two kids, and it’ll be great for Summer to have a cousin she can see anytime she wants.”

Cousins. It still made you catch your breath how fast this was going although only Jaz, Sam and your friend Willow knew the truth. Perhaps fast was good and you wouldn’t feel like being tortured trying to figure out the best moment to drop the truth.

Jaz ordered another slice of chocolate cake for herself and asked for an extra fork so she’d share it with you, although you made it clear you tried to keep a strict diet since you gave birth to Lily, with your schedule sometimes being too tight to hit the gym every day. You enjoyed this bond you were building, you could see Jasmine slowly becoming someone you could trust with your eyes closed and, afterall, she was your daughter’s aunt. There was so much to build around this, so much trust and, eventually, love - but you could see it, clear as the day. You could see her becoming one of your best friends and also someone Lily could count on.

“He’s coming home from Dubai tonight, you know.” Resting both hands on her bump, Jaz carefully watched your reaction to the news. “And he wants to surprise Summer by picking her up after ballet tomorrow, so…”

“I don’t want him to see us yet.” You swallowed the knot that formed on your throat, taking a sip of your strawberry tea hoping its warmth would comfort you. Jasmine nodded, knowing where you were coming from.

“Make up something and don’t bring Lily, and show up for lunch at my place on Saturday. Mase usually goes there in the afternoons.”

“Saturday afternoon, then?” Lowering your gaze, you rubbed your eyes with your palms and before you could rest your hand on the table again, Jaz reached out to hold it.

“You’ll be fine. Sam can take the girls out, I’ll be around, but you have to tell him.” She squeezed your hand and you just nodded. “We should go now.”

Driving in London wasn’t your favourite thing to do unless there was music on and you had Lily giggling at your terrible singing skills - you took an alternative and longer way home so the music wouldn’t be the only sound that was making you happy. You watched through the rearview how Lily moved her shoulders up and down to the beat, making funny faces to herself, thinking you weren’t watching at all when there was really nothing you enjoyed more than seeing how your daughter could enjoy herself. When you finally arrived home, Lily ran off to her room and went back holding her towel and unicorn robe on each hand, knowing that’d be enough for you to know she wanted a bubble bath.

“You know what I was thinking, Lils?” You asked, massaging her head as you breathed in the lovely smell of baby shampoo. Lily kept her eyes closed but softly hummed a ‘hmm’. “Girls day tomorrow. I’m missing spending time with my favourite girl.”

“School, mummy.” Loving how responsible she was for a girl her age, you kissed her wet cheek before you started to rinse her hair.

“I know, sweetheart, don’t worry about that. Focus on the fun.”

And she did.

Lily woke up first the next day, snuggled under the duvet with you and you two stayed there, eyes closed, for at least an hour. By how peaceful her breathing was, you could tell she took a nap even if all the little girl wanted was to enjoy the day as much as she could. The plan was not leaving the flat and just staying in, watching Disney and Pixar films, cooking her the most delicious spag bol just so you’d see those chubby cheeks stained with red sauce, baking her chocolate chip biscuits and cuddling on the sofa all day. Only when you were watching Moana and Lily started yawning from waking up too early, and she snuggled in your arms hiding her face against your chest, was that you realised it was the last day of just Lily and mummy. A new person was about to walk into your lives and turn it upside down but the truth was that Mason should’ve always been part of it.

On her last birthday, once everyone left, Lily confessed that her birthday wish was having her daddy with her. Then, on Christmas, she asked again, hoping he’d come. You knew she’d be happy and Lily never worried you, she was too wise for a girl her age.

What got you wondering for hours was what kind of dad he’d be? With such an inconsistent and busy schedule, would he be there for her? Would he love and accept her?

Would he take her away from you?

No.

Pulling her closer as you noticed that Lily was now peacefully sleeping, you paused the film and closed your eyes as the softness of her dark brown hair touched your face. You had your arms around her, protecting her as you’ve been doing since you found out she was growing inside you. No one would ever take that kid from you and you hoped Mason wouldn’t dream of trying because you weren’t up for a fight that everyone would end up losing. You just wanted him to be the dad she needed so much, something your dad would never be able to because it wasn’t the same. You only woke up again when Lily started to move in your arms and tiny hands cupped your jaw as she kissed your entire face.

“Sleepy mummy.” Lily kissed your eyelids, the tip of your nose and softly squeezed your cheeks. “I’m hungry.”

“Spag bol?”

You watched her jump on the sofa and perfectly land on the floor before running and spinning around the flat, happily nodding to your suggestion. It was funny, but it wasn't unusual for you seeing her so happy and so full of energy. With your hair up in a messy bun, you made your way to the kitchen with Lily on your feet - she raised both arms so you could lift her and put her on the chair next to the counter. She patiently waited for some fruits that you perfectly cut in small cubes, it was usually her pre lunch snack. You giggled at the ‘mhmm yummy’ she hummed and, watching her as you prepared the sauce, you thought what her reaction would be. Not only towards Mason, but mostly towards you even if this wasn’t about you.

Would she hate you? Would she stop talking to you?

Would she want to leave and stay with her dad?

No.

For a moment, you wanted to take your daughter and run away. That same feeling of you feeling suffocated creeping in again, pulling you out of that comfort zone you’ve been in for the past four years of yours and Lily’s life. Things would be different now and you could only hope it was for the better because that’s what Lily could bring into people’s lives - nothing but good things.

“Is it yummy, kid?” You had a smile curling the sides of your lips as you watched her devour her spaghetti, some red sauce stains on her cheeks, making Lily the most adorable sight you’ve seen in the longest time. She cheerfully nodded at you, blowing a kiss.

“So much, mummy. Thank you!” With your index finger, you poked her dimple and pulled away a string of dark brown hair, putting it behind her ear.

“Should we go for a bubble bath and then have dessert?” Wiggling her chubby legs, Lily nodded and clapped her hands once she finished her meal, and then raised one of her hands so you could give her a high five - which you obviously did, there was nothing you wouldn’t do for that girl.

For the rest of the day, it was just you having the most fun. You two baked and had the chocolate chip biscuits - she asked to keep some for Summer, which you agreed - and watching NatGeo, one of her favourite things to do, but you couldn’t fully focus on whatever the man on the TV said about the african elephants daily routine because your mind was somewhere else. On someone else, actually.

You were going to see Mason for the first time since you tried to tell him about Lily and that definitely opened some old wounds, it brought the hurt back even if that was also one of the happiest days of your life. You remembered how having Lily’s dad around, it didn’t matter who he was, would’ve made such a huge difference during your pregnancy… how it would’ve made such a huge difference each day since she was born. Yes, you should’ve insisted, maybe - but he should’ve let you talk. Mason was also to blame for Lily not having her dad around, and you knew there were bigger chances of it all turning into a situation where you’d point your fingers at each other, finding someone to blame, instead of just being there for her. That’s why you went to bed repeating to yourself that you wouldn’t let it happen, that you’d be there for Lily even if, someday, she pushed you away.

And again, Mason Mount was there to haunt you in your dreams.

When you woke up the next day, earlier than you should have when you took your phone to check the time, you noticed there were a few texts from Willow wishing you the best of luck today and that she’d be there for whatever you needed, that Lily couldn’t have a better mum - one that always fought so hard to see her happy even if it meant pushing your own happiness away.

You didn’t want to wake up your daughter so you stayed there, in bed, as if the ceiling was the most interesting thing in the world. Maybe you could decide on something to wear? Deep down, you wanted to look good and show him you’ve been just fine all these years - as if he’d even care. Silly.

You decided to text Jaz.

You were in silence for a few seconds when you answered the call, the two of you hearing each other’s breath, trying to let today’s events sink in and allowing it to become a reality rather than your daily meetings for tea over the week. It was real now, you were only a few hours away from telling Mason that he had a daughter and Jasmine was pretty much your partner in crime. It still overwhelmed you the fact she was on your side and, not once, pointed a finger at you and your decisions - you knew it came from the fact she was a mum too.

Finally, she told you how things went with Mason the day before. Jaz said she had to tell him a lie, asking him to come over again in the afternoon and spend the day with Summer because Sam would be out with the boys and she was too tired to spend the day alone. You thanked her, multiple times, making sure she’d forever know how grateful you were for all the support and you got a sniff in return, with Jaz blaming mostly the pregnancy hormones for feeling emotional. You said your goodbyes when you heard Lily’s voice calling you from the electronic babysitter.

“Good morning, peanut.” You said with a smile, watching her stretching up her arms and legs with a groan, puffy eyes and messy hair making your heart melt. “Hungry?”

“Mhmm. Can I have pancakes, mummy?”

“Absolutely, love.” Sitting on her bed, you cradled Lily in your arms, lips brushing her forehead. “You’re spending the day with Summer and her daddy today.”

Still sleepy, she reacted to the news with a little leg wiggle and gave you the tightest morning hug.

As you prepared her breakfast, you were still on the ‘this is the last time I’m doing this where it’s just us’ roll from the day before. After today, you hoped Mason would make her pancakes too, you hoped the three of you could have breakfast together and make up for the lost time where Lily didn’t have parents and just a mum, instead. You knew that it didn’t matter how invested you were, how hard you tried to be the best mum in the world, a girl growing up without a dad was wrong and your own father couldn’t be the father figure she needed, even if he was a great one it wasn’t his place.

You bathed her, brushed her hair and let her go pick an outfit to spend her day with her bestie and, possibly, meet her daddy. You always let Lily pick whatever she wanted to wear after reading in a book that it helped children to be more independent and creative, although you knew that was just Lily’s personality.

*****

“I’m not sure if I’ll be able to eat anything,” You confessed, watching Jaz place the salad bowl on the counter, gesturing you to take it to the table. “But thank you for cooking, anyway.”

Anticipating you wouldn’t behave normally, Sam was kind enough to take the girls out earlier than planned and promised to feed them with healthy stuff for lunch so the afternoon would be all about whatever they wanted. He texted Jaz some photos of Summer and Lily in the backseat of his car, making the funniest faces while they were stuck in traffic.

“I didn’t do much, to be honest.” Jaz shrugged, a soft giggle parting her lips. “Grilling some chicken is nothing.”

“It’s more than anything I’d be able to do now. How are you so calm, Jaz?”

Jasmine shook her head. “I’m not but I’m trying my best, for her.” She pointed at her bump and you felt bad for putting a pregnant woman under so much stress. “I know my brother, Y/n. It’ll be a shock at first but once he gets used to the idea… he’ll be the best dad Lily could ask for.”

You could only hope she was right. While you had lunch, your mind went back to Mason again, but this time it wasn’t what kind of dad he’d be to Lily, but more what you could expect he’d be to you too. First, you wondered if he’d recognise you, how he’d treat you first and how he’d treat you after. Memories of that night flooded your mind, the way he touched you still very much alive, making you shiver. His smile, his raspy voice praising you, his lips on your skin… all those memories were two sides of the same coin. They were great, but also a torture.

There was never a denial coming from you that you didn’t fall hard for him the following month, while the possibility of becoming parents hung above your heads. You fell even harder once Lily became a reality and, unfortunately, a lot more although he shoved you off without letting you tell him about her existence. Then, convincing yourself that Mason would never be part of your life, you put him and all that love inside an imaginary box and locked it all there. You forced yourself to turn him into something small that would never affect your life and now you had to open that box again, ignoring the fact that there was a big chance all that love was still there.

“I think he’s here, earlier than expected.” Jaz groaned when the noise of a car parking outside filled the room, looking at your untouched food with a sad look. “I know it’s cold outside, but go breathe in some cold air to clear your head.”

You just nodded, quickly getting up and just ignoring everything else as your eyes now burned with hot tears that’d roll down your cheeks soon or later. Feeling your chest clench, you hugged yourself when the cold air welcomed you. You swallowed the lump on your throat, blinking repeatedly, not wanting to cry now but when you heard Mason’s voice and laugh greeting his sister you broke down. Not sure if your body was shaking from the cold or the anxiety that washed over you, you hugged yourself even tighter finally realising that this was it, the moment it wasn’t just you and Lily anymore and this third person who had every right to be part of her life would bring many others with him.

Breathe in, breathe out. Wipe your tears, stop shaking.

You repeated it as a mantra walking back inside, feeling more relaxed when the warmth and the smell of lavender engulfed you in what felt like a safety bubble, and feeling safe was what you needed now.

“Jaz?”

“She’s upstairs.” You gasped when you heard his voice coming from the kitchen, your only instinct was to follow it until you could see him sitting on the stool, arms supporting his body on the counter. Mason smiled when he watched you coming closer. “I’m her brother, Mason.” He stretched his arm, waiting for you to shake his hand but it quickly dropped to the side of his body. His big brown eyes narrowed at you as you chewed the inside of your cheek. “I know you.”

You nodded, a long and deep sigh parting your lips. “Hello, Mason. It’s been a while.”

“Miss champagne.” Mason shook his head apparently not believing it was you, the nickname taking you back to a night where things were just.. simple, and fun. Surprisingly, he stood up and walked towards you with arms wide open, then he simply hugged you. As if he hadn’t been an idiot the last time you had contact. “It’s lovely to see you again. How do you know my sister?”

“Our daughters take ballet class together.” You pulled away from him, intoxicated by his warmth and cologne, and he just frowned at you.

Focus.

“You have a daughter?” The fact, somehow, seemed to amuse him. His eyes widened, a big smile spread across his lips. “Oh, I think I met her on FaceTime! Lily, isn’t?”

Hearing her name coming from his lips felt like the most beautiful and poetic stab straight into your heart. You simply nodded, not being able to say anything else. Not being able to form a simple sentence, let alone tell him that Lily was his too. Still, the silence that fell between you wasn’t entirely awkward, nor uncomfortable. You noticed that as he watched you, Mason had a soft smile on his lips.

“What is it?” You asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I think about you sometimes.”

“Do tell me more about it.” You scoffed, thinking how outrageous that was but with part of you also swooning at his confession. Your attitude made a soft flush spread across his cheeks.

Yes, you should feel ashamed. Idiot.

“Declan often talks about that night and I thought about trying to find you, multiple times. To apologise for ghost-“

“You never let me tell what I had to tell.” You interrupted him, watching Mason raise an eyebrow. “That day I went to your place. You just… you were the most polite idiot on the planet. I wasn’t there because I wanted to be friends with you.”

“Oh? Do you still have something to tell me or is it too late?” His eyebrows now frowned in confusion, ironically waiting for you to finish.

You just sighed, his words slowly making your blood boil under your skin. If he behaved like this for the rest of your lives, it was going to be tough. “I went there to tell you about her, Mason.”

“About her…?”

“Lily.”

“You went to my place to tell me about Lily?” If Mason was a cartoon, there’d be some smoke hanging above his head as his brain tried to put your words together and finally realise what exactly you meant.

“Why else would her second name be Maisie other than you being her dad, Mason?”

Mason gasped, both hands firmly holding the counter as he forced himself to stand up. His jaw dropped, his brown eyes were wide open and his cheeks flushed hard. You watched as he started breathing heavier, his chest quickly moving up and down as he tried to catch a breath and calm his nerves. He was a dad.

He wasn’t sure what to say, how to react, but the feeling that clenched his chest and made him want to vomit once he realised he missed years of that girl’s life, it hit him like a punch on his throat, stomach and every other place it’d make him feel that way.

“Y-you went there,” He took a long, deep breath. “To tell me that you were p-pregnant?”

“Yes.”

There was nothing left to say, unless he asked, but Mason was in silence for a few minutes and, this time, it bothered you. Still, you tried to focus on the fact that even if this whole situation was difficult, you felt lighter after telling him. You watched him open his mouth to say something, but each time he stopped and looked away, and you could see he was hurt. Mason sniffed a few times, rubbing his eyes with the palms of his hands.

“Are you also telling me I’ve missed years of her life, Y/n?” That was a slap on your face. Lowering your gaze, not really able to look at him, you just nodded. “You should’ve insisted.”

“And you should’ve noticed how miserable I was on that day, when you politely shoved me off.”

“I-I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“That’s not the point, Mason. From that day, it doesn’t matter how hurt I was or am, nothing really matters except for the fact that for some stupid reason, I’m only here today because life decided it’d be fun for your niece to go to the same ballet studio as my daugh-“ You sighed. “Our daughter.”

“You’d never tell me if it wasn’t for that, then?” He asked, apparently shocked.

“It was enough for me to be rejected, I don’t want Lily to go through the same.”

“I’ll pretend you didn’t say this, because you clearly don’t know me, but I would never reject my kid.”

Deep down, you wanted to smile. That was what you needed to listen, that he wouldn’t reject Lily, because in the end it was all about her. Instead, you just nodded, a sigh of relief parting your lips without you even noticing. You were both in silence again, your minds working on something to say that wouldn’t end up in a heated argument because there was no point now - it’d be a massive waste of time.

“Would you-hmm…” You cleared your throat, taking your phone from the back pocket of your jeans as Mason watched you, curiosity sparkling in his eyes. “See pictures of her? There’s videos too.”

Mason frowned, but was quick to nod and mumble several yeses as he rubbed his palms on his hoodie, clearly trying to control his emotions. You were closer to each other again, sitting on the stool. You thought it’d be a good idea to just start from the beginning, same way you did with Jaz - it worked, and you could only hope it’d have the same result with Mason.

Opening that same gallery you had only pictures of Lily, you could swear the sides of his lips were curled into the softest smile before you opened the first picture. You, the tiniest bump, in front of the mirror and looking absolutely miserable. You thought of telling how the pregnancy was, not really sure if he’d want to know, and the only idea you had to interact with Mason was giving him your phone so he could see for himself and feel comfortable to ask you whatever he wanted as you were just sitting there, feeling like you could cry any minute.

When he finally opened a picture of what you remembered as the 8th month of your pregnancy, Mason spent a few minutes just staring at it.

“Did she move a lot?” He asked, eyes glued to the picture. Mason softly brushed his thumb over it, as if he wanted to touch your bump and you had to blink multiple times or tears would roll down your cheeks at this point.

“Mhmm,” You mumbled, sniffing. Mason looked at you, moving closer when he noticed your eyes sparkling with tears. Then, in his own way of trying to comfort you, he held your pinky with his. You gulped. “She kicked a lot, right on my ribs, and so hard I had to catch my breath.”

His giggle was mostly repeated gasps, as if it somehow Lily’s kicking abilities amused him. Or made him proud. Not for kicking you, obviously… but for having a strong kick.

Then, Mason opened a video of you in the front seat of your dad’s car, clearly in pain, your mum and Willow in the back with the latter filming the whole thing - you held your bump with both hands, still smiling through the pain and, occasionally, reached for your dad’s hands. ‘Lily is ready to take over the world, everyone!’ Willow said, and the video ended with you screaming as the next contraction hit. You laughed at the memory.

“I’m sorry.” Mason simply said, rubbing the back of your hand with his thumb. “For causing you so much physical pain.”

“Don’t be silly.” You softly elbowed his rib, getting a short nod from him.

You watched him blush a little when the next pictures were mostly you inside the birthing pool. Mason thought that, despite looking exhausted and clearly in pain, you looked absolutely beautiful. But part of him couldn’t ignore how hurt he felt once he realised how much he wanted to be there, to watch his daughter make her first appearance.

His daughter.

This time, it was Mason who sniffed. Not letting your hand go, he dropped your phone on the counter and rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, took the longest breath and took your phone again. And this time, it was you who rubbed the back of his hand with your thumb.

For the next hour, you watched him open every single video and every single photo of the Lilian Maisie gallery on your phone. There were photos there that not even you remembered existed, and you thought it was particularly emotional when you caught him pressing the heart button on a few of them. You’d make sure to send him those as soon as you could, deep down knowing he’d definitely like it.

The last photo of the gallery was one taken on her fourth birthday party at your parent’s cottage in Cotswolds, Lily had her arms over the table, supporting her body, and those big brown eyes sparkled with happiness for seeing her family there celebrating her. Mason took his own phone from his pocket and opened a picture of himself, placing your phones next to one another so you two could compare.

“Well, fuck-” You breathed. “I knew she looked a lot like you, but-”

His laugh interrupted you and it was him now, elbowing your rib. “She’s perfect.”

You nodded, a long sigh parting your lips and, then, a soft smile curling the sides of it.

“Lily is incredible, Mason. Whenever you feel ready to meet her, you’ll see how easy it is to fall in love with that tiny human, whatever kind of love you’re capable of giving her now.”

“I liked the sound of her laugh when I FaceTimed Summer and she was there.”

“It’s the sound of true happiness.”

“Tell me everything about her, Y/n. Everything I missed.”

“Gosh, Mason…” There he was again, rubbing the back of your hand, his pinky playing with yours. Such an intimate gesture, as it should be, because you both shared a life. Someone who would need both of you for as long as you’d live. “I don’t even know where to begin. But according to Jaz, she’s all you. Lily is just… happy. All the time, she has the most beautiful smile on her face and this endless energy I hardly can keep up with.”

“Sounds like me, yeah.” Mason lowered his gaze, focused on his finger playing with yours. “I wish you had insisted, Y/n.”

“I wanted to. I wanted to punch you and make you listen, but your reaction hurt me so much and those first few weeks were so hard, Mason.” You sniffed, finally feeling a single tear rolling down your cheek. “I don’t even know how I got there, I felt so weak all the time. That minimum effort of going to your place and those emotions cost me four days at the hospital.”

“I don’t know exactly how we are going to do this, but I hope you let me be part of her life.”

“Of course I let you, Mason. You don’t even have to ask. You’re all she’s been wishing for, ever since she noticed there was someone missing.”

When he was about to answer, clearly moved by the fact she missed having him in her life, Jaz walked into the kitchen with her face all red and puffy eyes from crying. He let go of your hand with a groan and it felt like the loss of contact made part of you feel empty.

“I obviously overheard the whole thing but I’m just here to say that Sam is back with the girls, they should be here any minute.”

“This is not how I want to meet her.” He turned to look at you, grabbed your phone again and added his number back on your contacts. “Text me your address and I’ll be there tonight so it can be just us.”

Not knowing what to say, you nodded, and Mason kissed Jaz’s cheeks and whispered her a ‘thank you’ before disappearing upstairs. Before Jaz could say something, you heard the front door open and the two girls rush into the house, loud laughs filling every room, warming your heart. But you also felt your head spinning with things happening so quickly.

“Muuummyyyy!” You heard Lily’s voice call you, and your first instinct was to smile, even before she showed up with arms wide open ready to hug you. It felt like after telling Mason, she looked even more like him - Lily’s whole energy screamed Mason.

“Hello, my baby,” You cooed, arms tightly wrapped around her small figure as Lily cupped your face with her hands and kissed your cheek. “Mummy’s got a surprise for you tonight. Shall we go home?”

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Ambers 500 Celly Playlist

Hello and welcome to the 500 follower Celebration!

I asked and you voted so this celly has 20 of my favourite tropes!

I’m usually pretty lenient with my request rules but this one as some differences so please read the request key below this!

Free Choice - you can pick any player you want for tropes in this category nhl or collegiate level will work for this!

NHL Player Only - these are the prompts that I will only accept with NHL players in the request. These NHL players have to had joined an NHL team in the 2021-2022 a season at the latest (all rookies from last season are not eligible for this category)

Prompts - similar to free choice, anyone can be picked for these. These five prompts are brand new and only for this celly.

As all slots have now been allocated a player, happy reading my lovelies!

Free Choice

Brothers Best Friend - Alex Turcotte

Best Friends Brother - [Rutger McGroarty] Rutger isn’t a very good matchmaker when everyone he suggests isn’t him.

Friends to Lovers - [Mikko Rantanen] when Mikko sees you with one of his teammates he realises that he wants to be more than just your friend.

Enemies to Lovers - Jacob Fowler

Right Person Wrong Time - [Will Smith] confessions are made when you get trapped in an elevator with your ex

One Bed - [Gabe Perreault ] when things get said during spring break, you realise gabe doesn’t hate you all as much as he makes it seem.

Sunshine vs Grumpy - Luke Hughes

Secret Lovers - [Drew Fortescue] you and Drew have been dating for a while now but a series of events cause your relationship to become known to all rather quickly after practice one day.

Forced Proximity - [Mark Estapa] when a game of beer pong turns interesting you learn to realise that your brothers friend isn't so bad after all.

Accidental Pregnancy - Cole Caufield

Teammates Sister - Juraj Slafkovsky

Captains Sister - [Adam Fantilli] an obstacle quickly comes in your relationship when Nolan learns about your relationship with his teammate, there is light at the end of that tunnel but how do you get to it?

Fake Dating - [Luca Fantilli] who would have thought fake dating could end up so messy?

Lessons in Bed - [Mackie Samoskevich] when Mackie learns of your struggles he finds a way for you both to win.

NHL players only!

Next Door Neighbours - [Jamie Drysdale] Jamie has been pining over the girl next door so it’s about time he does something about it.

Single Parent - [Mat Barzal] Mat’s son meets his next door neighbour and quickly befriends her, what happens when Mat falls for her much like she does for him?

Exes to Lovers - [Jack Hughes] when Quinn invites you back to the lake house it forces you to reconvene with your ex. What happens when Jack misses you just as much as you miss him?

Love Triangle - [Trevor Zegras & Mason McTavish] when it’s the annual Halloween party Mason has a surprise that you’re sure to enjoy.

Division Rivals - [Quinn Hughes] when the flames came to visit it brought back old memories, including why you hated quinn.

Dads Friend - [Sidney Crosby] when you push Sidney to his limits, he decides to teach you a lesson.

Prompts

"i never should've expected anything different from you." - [Quinn Hughes] Quinn finally learns how to settle down in life but when a girl finds him during a roadie it causes the biggest obstacle in your relationship yet.

"is that really all i am to you?” - [Jamie Drysdale] when Jamie gets the news that he’s being traded his departure comes with you having questions.

"you both were practically made for each other." - [Mark Estapa] wanting to get Marks attention is something you never thought would land you in his bed.

"if you leave now, you better not come back." - [Adam Fantilli] with the draft hanging over Adam’s head and the view of you getting on with another man brings the end of your relationship, but what happens when you two see each other again?

"i just... i thought you would've called." - [Trevor Zegras] you and Trevor are forced to confront your past when you are brought back together for Alex’s birthday.

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Mason Mount Imagine | four | Christmas Edition 🎄✨

Author's note: If after reading this, you are interested on what happened next... 😉

Masterlist

*Female reader/pov

"Thank you so much for taking Lola to this thing. If the little one wasn't sick, you know I would do it myself."

"It's ok, don't worry."

"I know you don't like anything that has to do with football or him."

"I'll survive."

"I promise I'll get you something good for Christmas as a thank you."

"You still haven't bought my present? Monica, Christmas is in two days!"

"That's enough time" she shrugs.

"Auntie!" my niece Lola says, running towards me.

"Hello, gorgeous. Are you ready?" I say, hugging her.

"I am!" she replies, doing a twirl so I can see that she's wearing Chelsea from head to toe. And, of course, she's wearing her Mount shirt.

She's been in love with him since last year, when he visited her school and defended her against some kids who didn't let her play football with them because she was a girl. After that, she took football even more seriously, and now she's playing for a girls team and has made half our family Chelsea fans.

Not me, though. I don't like football, and I can't stand Mason Mount and everything around him. He isn't that handsome, or funny, charming, such a good player... He is overrated. Very, overrated.

"Enjoy, darling" her mum says, giving her a quick hug. "And you, sis, be nice. Who knows, maybe you'll meet him in person and fall in love with him."

"Ha ha" I say, rolling my eyes.

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"I'm so nervous, auntie!" Lola says. We've been waiting for an hour, Mason talking and taking photos with other kids who, like her, have been selected to meet him through their football academies. And from time to time, I catch him looking at us, always smiling at me. Keep trying, Mount.

"Hello and Merry Christmas!" he says when it finally is our turn.

"Merry Christmas" Lola says.

"Have we met before? That red hair of yours looks so familiar..."

"We have! You went to my school and defended me against some boys who didn't let me play football with them."

"Oh, yes. You had a Spanish name, right?"

"Yes, Lola!" she says, a big smile on her face. I guess that if my idol remembered me, I would also smile like that.

"And who is this?" he asks her, looking at me.

"That's my auntie. She doesn't like you, that's why she looks angry."

"Let me guess... Arsenal fan?"

"I'm an I don't like football fan" I say.

"But I am going to change her mind" Lola says.

"I'll help you" Mason winks. "So, should we take some photos? Your auntie is invited."

"I think I'll pass" I say with a fake smile.

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"And this is where we get changed" Mason says when we walk into the changing room. After the introductions and taking some photos, he's now being our Cobham's tour guide.

"What do you guys think?" he asks Lola and I while the others take some photos.

"It's just a changing room" I shrug. "Though I was expecting to see some of your clothes, confirm if they are as ugly on person as on photos."

"Auntie!" Lola says, he eyes going wide.

"I'm sorry to disappoint, but today I came here dressed like this" he says, pointing at his Chelsea tracksuit. "You don't like it?"

"It's better than the one with sequins, so it's something."

"They weren't sequins" he says, trying to sound offended.

"If you say so... Where to next?"

"The gym" he says. "C'mon guys, time to keep moving."

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"That was a really nice shot."

"Thank you" I say, picking up at the ball and shooting again. Once at the gym and after explaining what all the machines do to a very annoying man, I decided to move to the little basketball area they have while the kids play with the machine goalkeepers have to train their reflexes.

"Is basketball your favourite sport, then?" Mason asks me.

"Nope. I played when I was in high school and I kind of enjoy it, but I don't watch it or anything."

"No football, no basketball... Tennis? Rugby? Cricket?"

"No, no and no" I say, shooting again.

"Then what sport do you like?" he asks again, picking the ball.

"Formula 1."

"Uh, fancy" he says, shooting and missing.

"That was so bad" I laugh.

"I'm good with a ball on my feet. With my hands I'm good at other things" he says with a mischievous smile.

"Of course you are" I say, rolling my eyes.

"Let me guess who is your favourite driver. Lando? I'm friends with him."

"I'm not interested on kids."

"He isn't a kid, he is my age."

"Exactly" I say with a big smile.

"Ok, so if you like them older... Hamilton?"

"Nope."

"Ummm... Vettel?"

"Not him."

"Then I give up."

"So easily, Mount?" I ask, arching a brow.

"I can't think of any other drivers who are older" he shrugs.

"Ricciardo."

"He is the one you like?"

"He is."

"Interesting... You may have a type, because we have something in common, you know?"

"Yeah, sure" I snort.

"We do" he says, touching his nose before leaving to join the others.

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"Welcome to the cantine!" Mason says when we walk in. "We usually only have super duper healthy food, but since it's Christmas and we have guests, we've chosen a very special menu. Follow me."

Like he said, instead of fruit, pasta and all those things football players eat, they have different Christmas meals, and at the end of the buffet, there is a table full of chocolates and all kinds of sweets for the kids. And for those who aren't kids too, I hope.

"Auntie, let's seat next to the window" Lola says after we've picked our food.

"May I join you?" Mason says behind us.

"Of course!" she replies with a big smile.

"Shouldn't you be sitting with the others? Like spending some time with each kid or something?" I ask.

"I'll do that later. Besides, there are no empty seats left."

"Don't be so rude, auntie. It's Christmas!"

"It's Christmas" he repeats with a big smile, making me roll my eyes. Again.

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"Ok, everyone, listen up" Mason says once we all have finished eating. "To end the day, we are going to play Secret Santa. You'll pick a name from this bag, and then make a gift for the person you've been assigned. There are lots of Chelsea merch over there, you can pick as many things as you want. I will also be playing, which means that you'll have to get me a present, and I will get you one: the shirt I wore on my last game. It's been washed, don't worry" he says, making everyone laugh. Everyone but me. "Ok, let's start the game!"

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"I wonder who is getting his shirt" Lola says.

"I don't know. But we know that the boy over there is the one gifting him. His little scream gave it away" I chuckle.

"Who wants to start?" Mason asks.

"I will!" the boy I just mentioned says, moving to the table where all the presents are. "Oh..." he says, opening his box and finding a scarf and a teddy bear.

"Sorry I wasn't Mason" a woman says.

"It's ok" the boy replies, looking very disappointed.

There only are two presents left when it finally is my turn, and one of them is the shirt.

"You got it, auntie. I can feel it!" Lola whispers next to me.

"I hope you're wrong" I say to myself, walking towards the table.

"Merry Christmas" Mason says, giving me the present with my name on it.

"Thank you" I reply. And when I open it... "Damn it" I say under my breath.

"We have a lucky winner!" he grins, everyone around me cheering and clapping.

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"You can wear it on Boxing Day."

"What?"

"My shirt" Mason says.

"Why would I do that?"

"Because you are coming to my game."

"No, I am not" I chuckle.

"Yes, you are. Lola?" he calls. "Lola, why don't you tell your auntie about my secret present?"

"Oh, yes!" she says, joining us. "He has got us tickets for Chelsea's Boxing Day game! Like, for the whole family!"

"And the whole family includes you" he says with that stupid smile of his, the one that shows a dimple on his cheek. Why have I noticed something like that?

"I don't like football."

"But it is a special day, auntie" Lola pouts.

"C'mon, don't be a Grinch" he says, also pouting.

"I hate you. Both of you" I say.

"Is that a yes?" Lola asks.

"It's a maybe."

"Great!" she says, hugging me.

"May I join you?" Mason asks.

"Yes, group hug!"

"What? No!" I say. But before I can escape, he also is hugging me, his face very close to mine.

"Merry Christmas, auntie" he says, smiling once again.

"Fuck you" I whisper, making him laugh.

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"That wasn't that bad, was it?" my sister Monica asks after the game.

"I loved every second of it!" Lola says. "And Mason scored! I think he dedicated it to us. Or to you, auntie."

"Mount fancies you?" my dad asks.

"No! Of course not!" I say.

"Then why are you blushing?"

"Because you all are very annoying. Him included. Can we please go home now?"

"We can't" Monica says. "We are supposed to meet him and thank him for the tickets."

"What? Since when?"

"The tickets came with a note that said that" she shrugs.

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"That game was amazing, boy" my dad says, patting Mason on the back. "And the goal? Wow."

"Thank you, sir" he says with a shy smile. "What did you think?"

"I don't know, I was looking at my phone" I say.

"Of course you were."

"Lola, dad, why don't we go get ourselves a drink, uh?" my sister says.

"And leave him alone with her?" my dad says.

"She'll behave. Won't you, sis?"

"I'll try."

"They are really nice" Mason says once they have left.

"Unlike me?"

"You also are nice. On your own weird way" he chuckles. "So... I was wondering... Would you... Would you like to go grab a drink or go out for dinner one day?"

"Who? Me? With you?"

"Yes, you and I. Why so surprised?"

"I don't like you, Mason."

"Yet" he says with a smile. That smile.

"You are a stubborn one, aren't you?"

"Look who is talking" he laughs. "But yes, I am. And I won't stop until I convince you to go out on a date with me."

"Why?"

"I don't know. There is something about you that I like" he shrugs.

"Well, there is nothing about you that I like."

"You are such a bad liar..."

"Whatever" I say, crossing my arms over my chest. Because maybe he's right. Maybe I do like something about him. Like his smile. Or how cute he was with all the kids the other day, definitely not behaving like a diva.

"This is my number" he says, giving me a card. "Text me when you are free. I'll be looking forward to it."

"It's not going to happen, you know?" I say, taking the card.

"We shall see. Merry Christmas... auntie" he says, catching me by surprise and kissing my cheek.

"Merry Christmas, Mount" I reply, surprising myself when I feel my face burning, and trying not to smile. Because maybe, huge maybe here... He isn't that bad after all.

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Iris

Summary: Based on the song Iris. In which Mason’s girlfriend starts to see her co-star and best friend in a different light.

Song: Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls Quote: ‘So it was to be kept a secret that the world would never find out.’

A/N: Literally haven’t been here in ages, so here is a short and not proof read fic :)

Masterlist//Main Masterlist//Agape Masterlist

It felt like she was drowning.

It felt as if every ounce of water from every ocean, every lake, every river, even every puddle was filling up her lungs, collapsing them within seconds to stop her from breathing.

She was holding in her final breath as she watched them approach her with the softest of smiles on their face. They placed a hand on her cheek, and she felt as if it was her last chance to live, that she would die after this moment.

She was surprised she was still conscious when they touched her face, looking at her as if they were madly in love with her. She was surprised she hasn’t fallen to her knees yet, begging for the torture to end.

She stared at them with wide eyes, watching as their gaze moved from hers to her lips, staring at them for a few seconds before returning back to her eyes. The feeling in her stomach twisted with nerves for she had never had this feeling before, it was all so new to her…especially with what this was.

“I’m going to kiss you now,” they whispered. “Is that okay?”

She nods for that was all she had the strength to do.

And they did the simplest thing in the world.

They kissed her.

But it wasn't so simple for her because they took her last breath from her, and she wasn't going to fight them for it. No. She would happily give it to them as now that their lips were upon theirs, breathing didn’t seem so important.

But just as quickly as the kiss started, it came to a quick end cause of a man yelling out ‘cut!’ And just like that, their lips separated, and a distance was created between them.

“Good job Y/n and Florence!” The director applauded, walking up to the pair and patting their backs before pulling Florence to the side to talk about her next scene. Following closely behind the director was Y/n’s boyfriend, Mason. He approached her with a smile that could make anyone fall to the ground, and it usually made her heartbeat faster, but not this time.

She couldn’t even focus on that million dollar smile he was wearing, not when her lips were tinging with an unfamiliar taste – a taste she believes she could easily get use to.

“Baby, that was scene was really good.” He cheered for her.

“It was just a kissing scene.”

It wasn’t just a kissing scene though, cause if it was her fingers wouldn’t still be touching her bottom lip. And her eyes wouldn’t be subconsciously looking at Florence, begging her to kiss her once more – but alas the scene was perfect in one go and Y/n has no clue whether they would kiss again.

She didn’t know why she wanted Florence to kiss her again. She had a boyfriend, a guy she was interested in. Never in her life has she ever been interested in girls, no. Her only interest was in guys…but if that was true then why did she enjoy kissing Florence so much? Why was she even feeling this way?

If she was only interested in guys, why would she even be questioning herself at this very moment.

Mason leaned forwards, bending his knees slightly to capture her lips with hers, giving her the smallest of pecks, but even a small kiss like that made her want to break down in tears.

It still made her feel things, but so did kissing with Florence.

And Y/n didn’t know what to do with that.

All she did do was leave Mason standing there as she made her way to her co-star who was no longer talking to the director, but now was sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall. She mimicked the position she was in, hands on the floor, knees bent with their feet planted on the ground.

“You might just be my favourite on-screen kiss,” Florence laughed, looking over at Y/n who shook her head playfully with slight embarrassment.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,” she nods in conformation. “Shame it was perfect first time.”

Y/n thought she imagined her whispered sentence at first, but if she didn’t then does that mean Florence wanted to kiss her more just like she did? But Y/n didn’t say anything, her mouth just fell open as she pondered, looking down at the ground as she tried to calm her breathing.

But her heart rate jumped up when she felt Florence’s fingers brush over hers. Y/n took that moment to look at Florence out from the corner of her eye, noticing how her eyes were stuck on their slightly touched hands. A smile was faintly painted on her lips too, and Y/n has never seen such a heavenly sight before.

“Y/n!” Someone called…it was her boyfriend.

And out of fear, she moved her hand and pushed herself slightly away from Florence.

Florence frowned but greeted Mason just like she normally did, before getting up and walking away. Y/n’s eyes followed her before Mason blocked her view and sat down next to Y/n.

“Are you okay?” He questioned and Y/n wasn’t so sure on how to answer that.

Florence looked up at the couple that was talking amongst one another, watching Y/n giggle and she could easily tell everyone about how that laugh would sound. She could tell everyone in descriptive detail on how Y/n head would fall forwards slightly, hair covering up her smile before she pushed back those hairs, her head looking back up as she shakes her head – but now you’ll be able to see her smile and that smile could kill anyone in seconds by it tugging harshly at everyone’s heartstrings.

Her hand ached to touch her once more, she would give up forever just to touch her once more even it was just the tip of her finger touching hers. Recently, there was times where Florence felt like Y/n might hold some type of feelings towards her, but watching the reaction from her when Mason, her footballer boyfriend – the golden boy – came over she realised her thoughts were ridiculous.

There was no way Y/n could like her.

Y/n was only interested in guys anyways.

But for Florence she felt everything for Y/n.

Y/n was like an angel that graces the earth that Florence counted herself lucky to live upon. Being with Y/n was the closest to heaven anyone could ever get, and it was the only heaven anyone would want to get to.

She picked up her bag, debating with herself whether she should go over to the two lovers and say a ‘see you tomorrow,’ but Florence really didn’t feel like she had the willpower to stop herself from kissing Y/n…so she decided to just walk out without saying a goodbye to anyone.

She didn’t want people to get suspicious. She didn’t want people to start realising that she had a unrequited crush on Y/n L/n…she wasn’t ready for that heartbreak, and she wasn’t ready for everyone to start finding out and start to ship them when it was something that could never happen.

And most importantly, she wasn’t ready for the hate that could follow behind…she could handle as she didn’t care what the world thought of her, but she didn’t want the hate to come and effect Y/n…she couldn’t let anything hurt Y/n.

So it was to be kept a secret that the world would never find out.

It wasn’t long before Y/n and Mason made their way home, but the moment they walked through the front door, Y/n rushed forwards towards the ensuite and locked herself in.

She held herself tightly as she leaned against the bathtub.

She was sobbing.

Choking.

She was choking on every tear that left her eye and this time it truly felt like she was drowning.

She wanted the tears to stop, but she knew that wouldn’t, she knew they wanted to choke her until she comes to the truth, and maybe she knew the truth already but was too afraid to admit it, too afraid to come to terms with it as she didn’t want to destroy the relationship she was already in.

She loves Mason, but what she’s feeling towards Florence was something else and it felt wrong in feeling like that when she was with Mason…but she couldn’t help that her heart was beating for someone else too.

For someone who had the willpower to destroy her, and Y/n would let her.

She would let Florence destroy her.

And maybe that was something that was stronger than love.

Or maybe it was a stronger type of love.

Mason was knocking on the door, but she didn’t want to let him in…she didn’t want him to she her in the way she was.

He wouldn’t understand.

How would he be able to understand when Y/n couldn’t even understand it herself?

How could he understand that Y/n was still in love with him, but she was also having feelings for Florence?

A women…

How would the world see her after realising that Y/n wasn’t so into just guys as everyone thought she was?

She listened to Mason calling out for her, but it was soon drowned out with more questions…

Questions Y/n felt like she already had the answers too…

Answers that would tell her who she was.

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TV Quiz Questions:

Choose 6 of your favorite tv shows and try this out :

1. Shameless

2. Grey's Anatomy

3. Modern Family

4. Élite

5. Hart of Dixie

6. The Hunger Games (no TV show but I don't care)

The first character I fell in love with:

1. Mickey Milkovich

2. Izzie Stevens

3. Cameron Tucker

4. Omar Shana

5. Wade Kinsella

6. Cato

The character I never expected to love as much as I do now:

1. Mandy Milkovich

2. Lexie Grey

3. Alex Dunphy

4. Carla

5. Lemon Breeland

6. Finnick Odair

The character everyone else loves that I hate:

1. Debbie Gallagher

2. Derek Shepherd

3. Maybe Lily, but I wouldn’t say I hate her, she’s just a little bit annoying

4. Samuel Garcia, Marina Nunier, Mencia Blanco

5. George Tucker

6. Katniss and Gale :D

The character everyone else hates that I love:

1. Steve Wilton

2. Izzie Stevens

3. Dylan :)

4. Phillipe von Triesenberg (but there was some bad writing)

5. Dr. Brick Breeland maybe, I don’t know if everyone hates him..

6. Cato *_*

The character I would have sex with:

1. Mickey Milkovich, but he is gay; so I choose Carl Gallagher *-*

2. Alex Karev (but I although wouldn’t say no to DeLuca and Link)

3. Ok Hayley Dunphy because she is hot :D

4. Carla and Patrick (a girl and a gay boy, perfect match for my straight ass, but Christian could get on the list, too)

5. Wade Kinsella

6. Cato, again :D

Five favourite characters (in order):

1. Mickey Milkovich, Mandy Milkovich, Carl Gallagher, Kevin Ball, Sandy Milkovich

2. Izzie Stevens, Alex Karev, Lexie Grey, April Kepner, Cristina Yang

3. Alex Dunphy, Cameron Tucker, Luke Dunphy, Gloria, Hayley Dunphy

4. Carla, Patrick, Rebeca, Christian, Ander

5. Wade Kinsella, Lemon Breeland, Lavon Hayes, Annabeth, Earl Kinsella

6. Haymitch Abernathy, Finnick Odair, Cato, Clove, Johanna Mason

Favourite minor character:

1. Sheila Jackson (or Kevin Ball)

2. Joe the Bartender

3. Shorty

4. Nano Garcia (is he a minor character?, but I just love him, without any particular reason)

5. Dash Dewitt

6. Tigris or Pollux

A pairing that you love (romantic and non romantic):

1. Romantic: Mickey Milkovich x Ian Gallagher (SURPRISE); Non Romantic: Mickey Milkovich x Carl Gallagher (actually Mickey and the whole Gallagher family)

2. Romantic: I would have said Alex Karev x Izzie Stevens, but they ruined it in so many ways so I say Lexie Grey x Mark Sloan; Non Romantic: Alex Karev x Meredith Grey

3. Romantic: Gloria x Jay Pritchett; Non-Romantic: Claire x Manny as siblings :D

4. Romantic: Carla x Samuel Garcia; Non-Romantic: Lu x Nadia

5. Romantic: Wade Kinsella x Zoey Hart; Non-Romantic: Wade Kinsella x Lemon Breeland (best friendship ever)

6. Romantic: Cato x Clove (SURPRISE); Non-Romantic: Haymitch x Maysilee Undersee as allies

Favourite season:

1. Season 3

2. Season 5

3. Can’t tell - not finished yet

4. Season 2

5. Season 2

6. Book and Move 2 - Catching Fire

Favourite episode:

1. Season 10 episode 12 or Season 3 episode 11

in both episodes: Mickey gets married :D :D :D

2. Season 2 episode 27 or Season 5 episode 24

I just loved emotional storylines with Izzie...

3. Season 1 episode 9 “Fizbo”

4. Season 1 episode 8

The murder of Marina, it was very a good setting

5. Season 1 Episode 22 - Zoe and Wade finally together

6. yeah, sorry it’s a Book / Movie :D shame on me

Character you would kill off:

1. Debbie Gallagher

2. Derek Shepherd (already dead, but I think his death was a good decision, if I must kill a living person - I would kill owen hunt, because I hate him, too)

3. It’s a Comedy :O Pepper or Sal XD

4. Ari Blanco

5. George Tucker

6. Gale

The character that I think the show ruined:

1. Veronica Fisher

2. Without a doubt: Izzie Stevens; I loved her so much and they ruined it with her being selfish and totally not her anymore

3. I don't know. Nobody? Maybe because it's a sitcom...

4. Omar Shana - he cheated on Ander with his sister's boyfriend and in season 5 he was such a dick most of the time. In the first seasons I loved him so much, it was so sad seeing this development.

5. George Tucker again. Even if I didn't like him from the beginning there would have been some potential.

6. Katniss Everdeen herself, I hated how she treated Peeta when he came back from the Capitol and all of her self pity.

The most attractive male and female character:

1. Male: Mickey Milkovich; Female: Dominique Winslow

2. Male: Alex Karev or Link or Andrew DeLuca; Female: Jo Wilson

3. Male: Dylan; Female: Haley Dunphy

4. Male: Ivan; Female: Carla

5. Male: Wade Kinsella; Female: Zoe Hart

6. Male: Cato; Female: Clove

The character death that was the worst:

1. Frank Gallagher

2. Lexie Grey !!!!!!!!!!!!!

3. Professor Ringmaster Al Uzielli

4. Polo

5. Nobody dies

6. Finnick Odair

The character that is the most like me:

1. Amanda

2. Miranda Bailey (?)

3. Alex Dunphy (Not my words, the words of my husband)

4. Rebeca

5. Zoe Hart (?) (would rather be like Lemon Breeland)

6. Johanna Mason (maybe I just wish to be like her :D and nobody would have got me to say Katniss even if it could be a little bit true)

The characters that deserved better:

1. Mandy Milkovich

2. Lexie Grey !!!! (and April Kepner)

3. Luke Dunphy (sometimes)

4. Guzman

5. Annabeth Nass (something better than George Tucker :D)

6. Finnick Odair

The 4 least favorite characters (in order to the most hated):

1. Svetlana, Debbie Gallagher, Trevor, Samantha Slott

2. Catherine Avery, Preston Burke, Owen Hunt, Derek Shepherd

3. Lily, Javier Delgado, Sal, Gil Thorpe

4. Samuel Garcia, Marina Nunier, Mencia Blanco, Ari Blanco

5. Zoe Hart, Candice Hart, Magnolia Breeland, George Tucker

6. Katniss Everdeen, Gale, Glimmer, Peetas Mom

A character I am indifferent about:

1. Trevor

2. Maggie Pierce

3. Jo Pritchett

4. Cayetana

5. Don’t know one :D

6. Mrs. Everdeen

A ship I have never been able to get into / shouldn’t have happened:

1. Ian Gallagher x Trevor

2. Jackson Avery x Maggie Pierce and Izzie Stevens x George O’Malley

3. Haley Dunphy and every too old man she dated

4. Samuel Garcia x Ari Blanco

5. Zoe Hart x George Tucker

6. Glimmer x Cato (What was that ??? There was nothing about that in the original story.....)

A ship I have never been able to get over:

1. Ian Gallagher x Mickey Milkovich *__*

2. Izzie Stevens x Alex Karev

3. Jay Pritchett x Gloria

4. Samuel Garcia x Carla

5. if friendship counts it’s Lemon Breeland x Wade Kinsella, but as lovers it’s Wade Kinsella x Zoe Hart

6. Clove x Cato (SURPRISE)

A cute low-key ship:

1. Mandy Milkovich x Lip Gallagher

2. Jackson Avery x April Kepner

3. Cameron Tucker x Mitchel Pritchett

4. Nano Garcia x Rebeca (I know there never happened something and they talked only one time but my fantasy brain loved the thought about it soooo much I can’t get over it)

5. Lemon Breeland x Levon Hayes

6. Finnick Odair x Annie Cresta

My favorite storyline / moment:

1. In season 1 when Ian visits Mickey in jail. “Say that again and I rip your tongue out of your head” There were so many perfect Gallavich moments but that was the first one which catched me!

2. When Mark told Lexie about their future and that they were meant to bes while Lexie was dying. It was so fucking sad and unfair but so emotional.

3. Every quote from the Phil's- Osophy

4. Carla and Samuels Macarrones Scene

5. When Wade and Zoe finally got together in the night George wanted to marry Lemon. The sexual tension was fucking incredible and Wade was so fucking hot.

6. When Clove died and screams Cato’s name and Cato came too late and only found her body and cried. (this scene ist only from the book). But I liked the story of Haymitch’s games, too. His alliance with Maysilee. The idea of him being a hot and smart young guy that couldn’t handle the memory of the games and the loss of his loved ones is so emotional and sad.

A storyline that never should have been written:

1. The break up of Ian and Mickey in season 5 only because of Ians mental health. Mickey tried so much to help Ian and Ian blamed Mickey without any reason. I was so furious.

2. Alex leaving Jo for Izzie and Izzie having kids from Alex sperm ???? This was a fucking joke. Yeah, hated the last Alex and Izzie break up and I would have loved seeing them stay together and grow as persons and lovers. I rooted so much for them. There was so much potential and I have to admit I prayed for her coming back and saving the relationship. Even years after her exit because of all the open questions but I never thought they would do something so bad like this. Him leaving Jo and all his life / friends [MEREDITH] only with a letter ? That has nothing to do with the Alex Karev he had become. It destroys his whole character development. I wanted Izzie back not Alex leave.

3. All scenes Jay disrespects Mitchell and Mitchells sexuality. Yeah you can mention this but sometimes it’s presented as funny and there are many stupid cliches. It’s sad even if it’s only a sitcom.

4. Carlas Dad causing Christians injuries so that he can’t talk about Polos fault. That was too sick.

5. Zoe's relationship with Joel. Not surprising. I kind of liked Joel but what the fuck? There was a love triangle with George why another one?

6. The way Katniss acted in Mockingjay. First of all she was a kid, why the fuck did she think she could make her own thing and kill snow without any plan? And it's written as if she is a war hero and not an abused kid. On the other side I hated how she treated Peeta and she is so self-pity, it's cruel.

Stole the questions from @gelalovesbuddie! Loved it!

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