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applejuicefruit · 1 year

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hey, could you do one of Oliver giroud, with an age difference ( reader 23/24 ) where the reader feels insecure about her relationship with Oliver, and thinks he is only with her for sex, one day she will leave and go get drunk, and when she comes home Oliver will try to take care of her and she will say she feels/or thinks he is only with her for sex, that when he gets tired of her he will leave her for someone else and other things, and then Oliver will comforting her and making sure she's the only one for him and that he's not just with her for sex, and they'll talk about it and in the end, everything works out (sorry if it's confusing)

I love Olivier please send me more requests!

Olivier Giroud x reader

Daddy issues

Doubts started filling your mind when you read all the comments on your recent post with Olivier. It was a simple selfie with a simple heart in the caption, nothing wrong you thought. But all the mean comments made you feel insecure of your relationship.

“He’s dating her only for the sex, he doesn’t really love her” someone said.

“I bet she’s good in bed” someone else said.

“Poor thing, she really thinks he loves her?” another one said. You’ve been only dating for a year and you remember when you started dating you both were on the cover of every gossip magazine in Italy. Mostly because you were only 23 and he was 36 so people assumed you were dating him just or fame and money but you really loved him, with all of your heart but of course, they don’t care about that.

So now you were contemplating whether staying at home and waiting for Olivier to come back home from training or texting your friends and asking them to go out and drink.

You opted for the second one, of course. So you called them and asking them to meet at your favorite club in one hour while you started getting ready and sent a quick text to Olivier telling him that you were out with your friends and that you will come home later in the night.

Once you got ready you called a taxi, knowing that probably you would be too drunk to come back home by yourself and waited for it to arrive.

You were wearing a short but not too short black silk dress with a pair of heels and your black leather jacket finishing your look. Nothing to eccessive but you wanted to feel comfortable with yourself, trying to shield away all the negative comments you’ve been reading all day that made you feel uncomfortable and insecure.

The taxi arrived and drove you to the club where you saw your friends waiting for you. Back into the club you all ordered a cocktail first, then a second one, then a third one, ending with your best friend buying a bottle of champagne for all of you and you offering two rounds of tequila shots. Three hours later and you were all completely waisted except one of your friends just because she didn’t like alcohol so she only got some pepsi for her. Olivier texted you how the night was going and if you needed him to pick you up but you simply sent him a “no, see u at home”. Before leaving the club you wanted to drink a little more so you got yourself a beer and got more that waisted. Your mind was spinning and if it wasn’t for your friend holding you up you would have collapsed.

“Okay y/n it’s time for you to get home…I’m gonna take you home okay? Let’s go” your friend said helping you in the car.

“No I don’t want Olivier to see me…he doesn’t love me, he will think I’m childish” you mumbled in your drunk state.

“What are you talking about? He loves you very much y/n…yeah maybe you’re a bit childish but that makes you, you…don’t worry about it okay? Let’s get you home so you’ll be with your lover” she joked about it but you were too drunk to even understand her words.

Once back home she helped you get in, Olivier hearing a car sound knew this was you so he opened the door and thanked your best friend for bringing you back home.

“Thank you” he smiled at her once you were sat on the couch.

“She’s drunk” your best friend said “and talking nonsense…take care of her please”.

“Of course…thank you for bringing her home, she sounded mad when I texted her earlier…” he told your best friend.

“No, not mad, just heavily drunk” she smiled at him and he laughed looking at your drunk figure sat on the couch.

“But really, thank you” he thanked her again and helped her out.

He came back sitting on the couch but you shoved him away.

“Baby are you okay?” he asked you softly.

“No. Why are you with me Olivier?” you asked him, not being able to control your emotions and letting the tears fall.

“What are you talking about y/n? I’m with you because I love you…why this question?” he softly asked you, hating to see you cry. He knelt in front of you while you were sat on the couch.

“Just admit you’re with me just for the sex…In the end you will leave me for a more mature woman, a woman who can give you children and a family because I’m too young for you and-and one day you will realise that I’m not the one you want and…” you mumbled in a very drink voice “…and you will look for someone else and that day will break my heart but I know it will happen, I mean…we have - I don’t remember right now” you started counting with your fingers “a thirteen year age gap and that’s a lot you know? I’m scared you’ll find someone better because it’s not that hard finding someone better than me…” you whispered the last part, telling him all of your doubts and fears. He smiled a bit watching how you mumbled those words mostly because you were drunk as hell but he couldn’t help but feel a little bit guilty because he was the reason you were feeling that way.

“Y/n, mon amour…listen to me, I love you, and you are the only woman I want to have in my life okay? I don’t care if we have more than a ten year gap, I don’t care if you don’t want to have kids right now, I couldn’t care less, the only thing I care about is you…I love you, je t’aime…not for the sex, not because you’re young but because you’re you and I love you so much…” he said holding your hands and kissing the palm of them softly. He put one of his hands on your chin gently lifting it up so you could watch him in the eyes and see that he was telling you the truth.

“Princess why don’t we go to bed uh?” he asked you softly.

“Are you telling the truth?” you shyly asked him.

“Of course baby” he smiled at you “I would never lie to you, never…”

“Okay” you smiled back at him.

“Let me take care of you baby…” he helped removing your heels and gently carried you in your shared bedroom. He removed your leather jacket and your dress. You felt a bit vulnerable standing in front of him almost naked, not that he’s never seen you naked but in your drunken state you felt more exposed.

“You’re beautiful mon amour” he smiled at you kissing your cheek.

“Thank you” you mumbled.

He removed your bra and dressed you up in one of his clothes. Just a comfy sweater that was too big for you so you used it as a pajamas.

“Oli…” you whispered.

“Mh?” he looked at you.

“I think I have to throw up…” you rushed yourself to the toilet just in time before you let all your alcohol out.

Olivier held your hair and gently massaged your back, comforting you.

After you were done you washed your teeth while Olivier got you a glass of water.

“I’m sorry…” you said sitting on the bed.

“For what baby?” he apprehensively asked.

“For causing a scene…again…” you sobbed a little.

“You’re drunk baby, it’s fine, really, plus I don’t mind taking care of you mon amour, it’s my way to show you how much you mean to me…” he kissed your lips softly and helped you laying in bed.

Your head on his chest while his arms were wrapped around you and one of his hand was back on your hair gently stroking it. You fell asleep in a minute, too tired to even say goodnight.

“Goodnight mon amour” he whispered in your ear while he turned off the lights and held you close to his body so you could feel safe and protected.

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lxndonorris · 1 year

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suit and tie - Olivier Giroud

Y/N x Olivier Giroud Theme: Fluff sharing a sweet moment wth Olivier on the red carpet x word count: 530+

A chill runs down your spine as you're sitting in a very nice limousine. Looking outside the darkened window, you see a horde of photographers outside, with what feels like a thousand bright flashes illuminating the darkness of the night. Olivier, your boyfriend for more than two years now, reaches for your hand, takes it, and gives it a reassuring squeeze.

"Ready?" He says softly, and you turn to meet his bright shining eyes. Olivier smiles warmly, stroking the back of your hand with his thumb. "Yes." You nod. Taking a deep breath, the door opens, and immediately, you feel a rush of adrenaline flow through your whole body. The driver lends you a hand, and with his help, you manage to get out of the car gracefully.

You're wearing a blue, sparkly dress. Not too tight, not too wide, simply perfect. Still holding Olivier's hand, you take a step forward, leading your man onto the red carpet. Everyone is taking your pictures as Oli gently puts an arm around your waist, pulling you towards his strong frame. Instinctively, you steady yourself against his chest, enjoying the feeling of his soft suit jacket against the palm of your hand.

Both of you smile kindly, with people calling his name, asking you to pose with him, flashing lights, and screaming all around you. Protectively, Olivier leads you down the carpet, as it's time to move on. "I will never get used to this." You laugh nervously, and again, Olivier's arm pulls you into him, hugging you lovingly.

"You're doing great." He says, placing a loving kiss against your forehead. Together, you walk a few steps ahead, until it's time for interviews. It's not your turn yet, so you turn your attention toward him, trying to distract you. His eyes meet yours again, and he smirks. Blushing slightly, your eyes wander further down his body, noticing the collar of his shirt is slightly messy. "Olivier." You shake your head and reach for his neck. "What?" He licks his lips as you gently lift his chin slightly.

"Let me help you." You smile shyly and fix his shirt easily. He giggles, placing his hands at your waist, and pulls you even closer, playfully teasing you. "Stop." You frown, running a finger along his neck, making him look flawless again. "There." You say, patting his chest before running your fingers along the edge of his suit jacket, your fingertips brushing over his shirt and chest.

"Thank you." He grins and bends down to kiss you. Trying to meet him, you get on your toes, kissing him lovingly. It feels so easy, just the two of you. For what seems like an eternity, you kiss him, and once you separate, your eyes are glued to his. Just then, like a snap of a finger, several bright flashes tear you out of your daydreaming.

The two of you are now the center of attention, this little moment is caught on camera, and everyone is loving it, asking you to smile for the camera. Of course, this is the main part of the interview, with Olivier flattering you with every word he says. You cling to him, smile, and breathe. You'll get used to it.

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germanapples · 10 months

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Missing the World Cup🤧

#kylian mbappe #kylian mbappe imagine #real madrid #world cup #fifa world cup 2022 qatar #messi #neymar #memo ochoa #olivier giroud #vini jr #cupcakke

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mattysmarvel · 5 months

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HAPPY ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY TO THEEEEE GIMBAPPE PICTURES !!!!!!

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halalspamhabibti · 7 months

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An odd nightly encounter (Maldini vampire AU) (Drabble)

Description: Daniel Maldini starts doubting his normality

Notes: -I had this silly concept idea of Paolo Maldini being a vampire, even though I'm not a vampire fan at all, so I thought I'd Drabble with it using his son. -sorry if any one is OOC, I'm not that familiar with the players in this. -English is not my first language!! -just a Drabble! -mayyybe I'll write a part 2

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In the middle of the cold and pitch-black night, Olivier was frantically yet quietly running after he had somehow managed to successfully steal something from the AC Milan headquarters,the tall and muscular Frenchman was running as fast as he could, which wasn't very fast, not only due to his notorious pace but also because he could barely see anything, before he could reach the car waiting for him, he froze right in his tracks in front of nothing but a pair of big, inhumanly bright, crystal teal eyes that didn't exactly convey a certain emotion, they even looked somewhat confused and surprised, but still stared piercingly through him, as soon as he retained his senses, he hurriedly turned on his flashlight and aimed the white beam straight at the eyes to see who or "what" they belonged to, and to his relief he immediately heard a familiarly cute groan of pain, not only did those eyes belong to a human, and that human was his young teammate, Daniel.

"Dani!" Cried Olivier in confused relief, he began to feel a bit frustrated at this odd interruption of his plans, "wh-what are you doing out all alone at this hour?" Olivier asked quickly without much thought, "me?" Daniel questioned while he finished rubbing his eyes after they were hit with the light, "I'm just taking a nightly stroll not too far from home, what are YOU doing frantically running in the middle of the night? And straight from Casa Milan?" Olivier panicked internally as he took into thought who Daniel's father is, not only did he fear being directly reported to the sporting director, but having THE Paolo Maldini disappointed in you is something nobody would want, without much thought into his excuses, he immediately tried to clear things up and shift the focus to something else, "w-well I'm just taking advantage of the empty streets to take a jog, y'know? Besides, at least I brought a flashlight with me, how come you're walking around in the black darkness? You wouldn't be able to see anything! Seems pretty suspicious to me..." Dani looked around, Olivier almost seized the opportunity to say goodbye when Dani suddenly became nervously excited to say something

"look, this is supposed to be a secret, but I can't help but tell someone, I can actually see in the dark, isn't that amazing?"

"Makes sense when you have glowing eyes that scare the hell out of people trying to jog, now that I remember, this isn't the first time I've seen them glow" Olivier replied with a bit of forced laughter, he was now fully relieved that his case was off, but then it fully hit him, "but it doesn't make sense..." he wondered, "there is no condition on earth that gives people the ability to see in pitch-black...how is that possible?" "Well my parents told me I was blessed with strong eyes like my father, and that they fed me lots of carrots as a baby" Daniel explained, in an honest and confident voice, there was no sense of deception in his tone whatsoever, this is truly what he knows

"Dani...that's not..that's not a logical explanation" Daniel stared for a bit after a moment of realization then he "now that I think about it, it really isn't, but that's all I've known.."

"Have you ever been taken to a doctor?"

"Of course, but none of it was ever about my eyes" Olivier thought for a moment, though he was sleepy and exhausted at this point, so his brain wasn't really on it's full motors, and then it looked like he

had come to a conclusion, more important a conclusion that'll make Dani forget about Olivier's odd "jogging"

"Dani, have you ever thought about how sharp your teeth are? they're like fangs.."

"Yes? What does that have to do with it?"

"Well I'm just saying, sharp teeth, along with night vision and glowing eyes, these are all traits of a vampire,no? Maybe your parents haven't told you yet?"

"...Olivier..you're nearly forty..you can't be believing in folktales.."

"Not if there's one standing in front of me"

"Oh for God's sake Olivier, if I'm a vampire then how the hell can i stand in the sun completely unharmed?"

"Well you could only be HALF vampire"

"So you mean-"

"yes! It would explain so much about your father!"

"Like what exactly?" Daniel had no idea why someone technically old enough to be his parent was still suggesting that he and his father were vampires, and at this time of night as well, he had become frustrated but was too tired to be visibly angry,

"Well, it would certainly explain his graceful aging...and his-"

"Olivier...please...I'm too tired for this,if my father is a vampire, then how come he can use a mirror just fine?"

"Well there has to be an explanati-" Olivier couldn't finish his sentence before he had to yawn, now he realized how late he was, and he remembered that his partner in crime was waiting for him in the car, "why don't we both go home and discuss this later, I really need to sleep" suggested Dani, "yes,yes,that's exactly what I was going to say" Olivier blurted hurriedly

"Ciao"

Each one of them parted ways, with Olivier making sure Daniel is out of sight before he started running back to the car.

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pedrisslut · 1 year

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Announcement📣

Next up someone requested a Gavi NSFW alphabet, Olivier Giroud ( he was actually my first football crush) and another Pedri fic. I will try my best to get these done by the next weekend🫡 and thank you babes for all the love on my last piece🥰

I’ll try to serve you slutty dahlings some good stuff next weekend⭐️

#pedri smut #pedri imagine #pedri x you #pedri x y/n #pedri x reader #pedri one shot #pedri gonzalez #pedri barça #pedri fanfic #pedri blurb #pedri gif #gavi #pablo gavi #pedriandgavi #gavi smut #fc barcelona #olivier giroud #Olivier giroud smut

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notsoattractivearenti · 1 year

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addictivewhispering · 1 year

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« Je dois donner du fil à retordre à Kylian » https://www.leparisien.fr/sports/football/equipe-de-france-je-dois-donner-du-fil-a-retordre-a-mbappe-le-clin-doeil-sympa-dolivier-giroud-05-03-2023-EE6KDGJOMJAFFK2EDMBDTUM3CY.php#xtor=AD-1481423553

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« Je dois donner du fil à retordre à Kylian pour le record de buts. On sait tous qu’il me dépassera à un moment donné mais le plus tard possible sera le mieux ». ("I have to give Kylian a hard time for the goalscoring record. We all know that he'll overtake me at some point, but the later the better.") src

ok first of all thank you so much for sharing this lovely link! secondly lemme just uhhh

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words literally cannot explain the emotions this quote made me feel. the way he's joking about it oh my god... like it feels like they've turned it into some friendly competition..... my heart hurts so much immmjmdjdjfhdgs. to me this is part of the beauty of their relationship, the fact they're both forwards means they may compete or go head-to-head, but at the end of the day they can both push each other to become better. like imagine staying on the team just to give your teammate a "hard time" helppp they're so silly...

and do i even need to talk about the way olivier has sooo much trust and faith in kylian... like he Knows he's gonna overtake his record and he's completely okay with that.... but for as long as he's able he wants them to continue pushing each other to the highest..... my god... never say it wasn't true love

#gimbappe #olivier giroud #alsk #gigikyky #my demons

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footballffbarbiex · 4 months

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No idea if you're still looking for suggestions for one night only but I had some time to kill so here goes:

Kostas, (Thiago)*, Darwin, Josema, Rodrigo, Antoine, Olivier, Rodrigo Bentancur, Son Heung-min

Thiago, Leon Goretzka, Lucas Hernandez, Olivier Giroud, Antoine, Josema, Darwin, Kostas

Trent, John Stones, Ruben Dias, Dominik, Marco Rose, Mats Hummels, Nico Sclotterbeck, Leon Goretzka

*Thiago is between brackets because I ended up with 9 and technically you don't need him to link these players. Also I had way too much fun playing six degrees of separation with this and tried to include some popular players and some less popular ones for each set. No worries if none of these spark joy!

I am as I’ve not had any other suggestions so I’m assuming a smut fest isn’t for everyone!

The only one out of this that I wouldn’t write is Hernandez as we don’t do domestic violence in this house. But these suggestions are 😩😩😩

I’m happy for 9+ if the right players came along 🤔 oooft.

BUT Imagine ticking off a new fantasy with each man. Bc technically there could be 15+ men but she would only be having fun with the ones we put forward. So that number is limitless

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applejuicefruit · 1 year

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omg i love your fics so much!! can you do anything about father figure olivier giroud and having romantic feelings for mbappe again<33

Yes! I love writing these kind of stories 😭

Thank you for requesting this I hope you like it ⭐️

Kylian Mbappe x reader

Also protective Olivier is my favourite thing ever

What exactly are your intentions Kyky?

It wasn’t a secret you were pretty famous. Your adoptive father was the famous football player Olivier Giroud. He adopted you when you were only 9 years, after your parents died in a car accident and you got badly injured. Your parents weren’t the most loving people on earth but still they cared for you. You had a home. You went to school. You had a few friends. Your life wasn’t perfect but still, you had a life. But everything changed so quickly you didn’t even realise it. After that day you remained orphan for a year since your uncles wouldn’t take you in and you always thought you would never have a family again, no one wanted to adopt older kids so you simply had to spend the rest of your days in that orphanage. It’s not that it wasn’t bad, you simply didn’t like it.

You just wanted a family, you just wanted to go to normal schools and go to the park after classes. You just wanted someone to love you. That opportunity came when Olivier wanted to adopt a baby. You remember how your orphanage tried to persuade him in adopting a new born but he insisted that he wanted you. He felt a connection with you the moment he saw you all by yourself, reading a book alone instead of playing with other kids. You’ve never felt part of that family so you simply isolated yourself.

Olivier approached you and when he introduced himself you had no idea of what to do. No one ever came to you, no one was ever interested in you so you simply had no idea of what to do or how to act.

“Hi sweetheart, I’m Olivier…” he introduced himself but still keeping distance between the two of you, not knowing what you had been through he didn’t want to risk and scare you away

“Hi…” you said in a shy tone “I’m y/n”

“That’s a very beautiful name…” he still tried to have a conversation with you and you had no idea of where this was going

“Thank you sir”

“You can call me Olivier” he corrected you

“Thank you Olivier…”

“It’s okay sweetheart…why aren’t you playing with the other kids?” he asked you softly

“I don’t think they like me…”

“Why not?”

“They never talk to me…”

“I’m sorry honey…you will make more friends I promise you” he said and after that he left.

You’ve never seen him again after your first meeting and you thought he had adopted someone else but two months later he came back along with the director of the orphanage and the lady who took care of you for the period you stayed there.

She was the one to talk first and to explain you that you were going to stay with Olivier.

“Is that okay with you sweetheart?” Olivier asked you not wanting to scare you. You couldn’t even reply that you started crying of happiness.

So after he adopted you you lived a very happy life.

You were currently 19 years old, it’s been ten years since Olivier adopted you and you couldn’t been happier.

You had a lot of friends, a family who cared for you and a loving boyfriend who always prioritised you. Kylian was your boyfriend, by the way.

You’ve met him when France won the Nations League against Spain in 2021 and you couldn’t thank enough your father for bringing you at the match.

You were both really shy, not knowing what to talk about so your first meeting was kinda awkward. But eventually he warmed up to you and you became really good friends. He knew everything about your past and you knew everything about him. Just a couple of months later he asked you out and you said yes. You were dreaming. You were the one who actually said I love you first and he was so shy about it that he thought you were joking.

You tried to keep your relationship a secret but eventually paparazzi found out. You were so mad because you wanted to be the one to first say it to your father but he found out instead through an instagram page. He wasn’t disappointed he just wished you talked to him.

Your dad wasn’t happy at first. You were dating one of his teammates so he had to make sure this wouldn’t ruin anything between the team. Kylian proved him that you were the one he wanted and in the end Olivier gave up. But he was very supportive, not for Kylian, mostly for you. He saw how Kylian treated you and he was happy to see you finally being yourself.

Tonight it was date night and Kylian was supposed to pick you up at 7 pm.

You were ready and waiting for him but ten minutes passed and he never came.

You decided to wait maybe he was stuck in the traffic.

Thirty minutes had passed and still no sign of Kylian and you were getting a little bit nervous. You tried to call him but he wouldn’t answer.

“What time are you suppose to leave?” your dad asked you when he saw you sitting in the couch

“Thirty minutes ago”

“Oh…maybe he got stuck in the traffic you know it’s rush hour in Paris right now…” he tried to stay positive

“I thought that but he wouldn’t even answer the phone…”

“Don’t be sad. I’m sure he’s on his way” he said sitting next to you watching some TV.

It was now 8 pm and still no sign of Kylian. You came to the conclusion that he forgot. But at least he could have answered.

Your mind started to overthink. Maybe he was falling out of love with you. Maybe he didn’t care about you anymore. Maybe he found someone better. All of these thoughts surfacing again when you thought you left them in the back of your mind once you got adopted but still, the trauma lived inside you and the constant fear of not being good enough for anyone was eating you alive.

Your dad sensed your discomfort and he tried talking to you.

“Why don’t we order some pizza?” he asked you

“No dad I’m fine…”

“Y/n, you have to eat something”

“I said I’m fine…now, I’m going to rest a bit” you said leaving the couch and going straight into your bedroom.

You didn’t want to break in front of your father so you waited to be in your room so you could let the tears fall.

Olivier knew how you were feeling.

He heard your soft cries and he was so mad at Kylian he swore he could have killed him for making you feeling this way.

It was around 10 pm when you stopped crying and decided to open instagram. Pictures of Kylian at some kind of party appeared in your home page and you were so mad at him. He did forget about your date and instead he went to some kind of party with Neymar.

Was this your breaking point?

You decided to change into some comforting clothes and ahead to bed.

You would sleep over it and decide to what to do in the morning.

Olivier saw the pictures too and he knew he would have to talk with Kylian.

In the morning you woke up with loud noises coming from the living room. You were still half asleep so you couldn’t understand who was talking until you heard his voice.

“Olivier let me talk to her” Kylian said to your father

“No, now get out of my house” your father said with a very strong voice and you knew he was mad

“Olivier please…I need to explain to her what happened yesterday” he kept begging

“Explain her that you dumped her for going to Neymar’s party?” he asked

“No please…let me talk to her”

“No Kylian. I told you what was going to happen if you’ve ever hurt her. She was broken last night waiting for you to pick her up and you’ve never showed up. You made her suffer and you promised you would never do it. Kylian no get out of here!” your dad said to Kylian and you knew he was really mad. You decided to get out of your room and go to talk with Kylian.

“Dad?” you called

“Good morning sweetheart” he said smiling at you

“Kylian what are you doing here?” you asked Kylian this time and his heart broke when he saw your red and puffy eyes, sign that you cried all night

“I need to talk to you, please…” he said looking at you

“I really don’t want to” you said to him

“Please honey let me explain what happened yesterday” he begged you feeling guilty for all the pain he put you through

“You have two minuets” you said aiming at your dad to go in an other room

“I don’t have excuses for what happened yesterday…I wish I have one but I don’t…I’m so sorry baby I really am, I completely forgot about our date, plus Neymar invited me to a party and I went with him…baby I’m so freaking sorry…” he said now with his glossy eyes

“Am I not good enough for you Kyky?” you asked him feeling so insecure

“What? Of course not baby! I love you so much I’m a dick! I completely forgot but it wasn’t my intention…babe, I’m so fucking sorry…I’ve never meant to hurt you” he said grabbing your hand and gently kissing it

“You’ve hurt me…”

“I know I’m so sorry princess…” he said tearing up

“I’ve waited for hours and you’ve never came…it was the same feeling I had when I was at the orphanage when family would come up to meet older kids and always leaving never adopting them because they wanted newborns…I thought that maybe you got tired of me or that I wasn’t good enough for you anymore…” you said now completely crying

“No baby I’m so sorry for making you feel like that” he said hugging you “you are more than enough for me, you’re perfect and I’m stupid, I’m really really stupid, can you forgive me please? I swear it would never happen again, please?” he begged you

“Okay…” you whispered and he kissed your cheek

“Thank you mon amour…I swear it won’t ever happen again” he said and he kissed you slowly and wrapping his hands around your waist. You melted in the kiss but remembered that your dad was in the room next to the living room probably hearing all the conversation so you recomposed yourself and stopped before the situation could get more heated.

“I have training in an hour but I’ll swear I’ll pick you up at 7 this night and we’re going to the cinema, watching whatever movie you want to see” he said and you smiled

“Okay…”

You kissed again and he left.

You stayed there watching the front door for a while before your father came in the room.

“You were too kind with him. If i were you I would have kicked his balls” your father said and you bursted out laughing “but next time he makes you suffer I’ll do more than just kicking his balls” he said before entering the kitchen and you following behind him still laughing.

You were very grateful for the life that Olivier gave you ten years ago and you would never stop being grateful for everything you have now.

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