#reece james imagine

[azulera]

Inseparable

Pairing: Reece James x Black Reader

Summary: Reece is away on international duty, and you're away on a family trip. The distance helps you to make an important realization about your relationship, but certain visitor(s) always seem to be around when you think to share it with him.

Genre/Warnings: slice of life fluff, humor / none

Notes: i started this during international break, just wanted to read something sweet about my bf reece so i finally finished it :) this is only section 1 of 6, but u can visit ao3 to read the whole thing. just pretend reecy didn't go home early and enjoy the jude b jumpscares throughout! thoughts and feedback are welcome

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I. Day 1

When the FaceTime call first connected, a brown forehead and dark crop of curls were the only things visible. Any words of greeting were lost among the noise of bustling people and intercom voices announcing arrivals and departures in Spanish, English and French that filled the airport and all your other senses. After a moment, you connected your headphones and propped the phone up on the suitcase handle in your lap. Predictably, the airport signal was poor.

“Hey babe, can you hear me?” You looked into the camera, at the still fragmented view of head and hair, and rearranged your flight-ruffled twists over your shoulder. “Reece, can you hear?”

“Yeah, just hold on–”

Your stomach rolled in excitement to see him, though it hadn’t been more than 24 hours since the last time. The relationship, only 4 months old, was still in the rose-colored center of the “everything is perfect” phase, and you weren't sure you’d ever get used to being apart.

“Alright, there.” He’d pulled the camera back, so you could see his full face, and the smile that burst forth was effortless.

“Wow.” You drew out the word. “I can’t believe I flew 2000 miles away from you, by choice.”

“I can.” He complained, even as a soft grin settled on his lips and eyes. “It hasn’t stopped raining in London since you left. Did you all get in okay?”

“Yeah, we did! We’re here. Waiting now for a cab to our hotel, it should be around soon.” The light layer of scruff he’d grown across his chin caught your attention as you looked down at his face, and suddenly, seven days, the length of time that would pass before you could pass your fingers against it, seemed brutal. You tried instead to direct your thoughts to the positive. “Even from the plane, though, everything looks amazing. Where are you? Still at St George’s?”

“We just wrapped up, actually. I’m – can’t you see?” He tipped his phone back, and you got a view of one of St. George’s physio suites, lined with beds, therapy equipment, trainers, and a few other players milling about. Reece himself lay on his stomach with his shorts pulled high, his calf tattoo and the backs of his thighs glistening with some substance.

“Oop! Wait-” Your eyes widened. “Wait, let me see again? I didn’t get a good look–”

“Y/N,” Reece tutted. “Behave.”

Your eyes rolled toward the domed airport ceiling, even as his words bounced around somewhere warm in your chest.

“It’s not my fault you’re built like that. Just want you to squeeze me between them and -–”

“Okay! Okay,” He said through a nervous laugh, darting his eyes around the room he was in. “We are in public, the both of us. Let’s change the subject, please.”

You sighed and took a glance around the airport, which continued to fill as other flights landed, all sorts of eager travelers preparing for or returning from vacation. To your boyfriend there wasn’t so much new to say, as hours of the night before had been spent in bed cuddled up close, Reece’s body between your legs and your hands in his hair, chatting about whatever little thing came up. It was a nice activity on its own, but the real objective had been simply taking each other in, his scent, the feel of your hands roaming his back, the shape of his curls beneath your fingers, and trying to store up as much closeness as possible for the week ahead.

In the short quarter-year of your relationship, this week would be the first and longest time you’d been truly apart.

“Are you having a massage, then?” You asked finally.

“Yeah, I am. The gaffer’s let us off a bit easy today since it’s the first day back, but it’s still cold as ever. S’not good on the bones.”

You shuffled around in your seat, not accidentally nudging your sister, who was sleeping in the adjacent chair. She was 14 years old and yet still a baby, who’d whined about needing to nap while your parents went out to watch for the cab.

“Well, that must be nice then, getting warmed back up. I could use a massage myself, my sister fell asleep with her big head on me the whole way and my shoulder’s dead.”

“I got you when you’re back, don’t worry.” Reece replied. You rolled your eyes another time, choosing to ignore the cheeky look on his face. Little strings of missing him pulled at you already.

“So, what are you all up to the rest of the day?” He asked more innocently.

“Sleeping, probably.” You stole a look over to your sister, who was still dozing with her suitcase clutched to her chest, nose up in the air. “Our hotel is right by the water, so we might go for a swim, definitely grab some food. Tomorrow, I know we’re going to an outdoor market my mum wants to see, and then this cathedral my dad won’t stop talking about.”

“Oh, that sounds fun.” Reece’s face pinched as the massage continued. All you could see from the screen were a pair of pale forearms working and disappearing behind him. “And tell them both I said hi, yeah? And your sister, too.”

“I will,” You nodded. “She’s still been begging for a Chelsea away kit in her size, even though I told her to stop, but — are you alright?”

“Yeah, I’m good. Almost done.” He bit down on his lip. “These don’t feel as nice as you think, you know. Especially with old Robbie here, I think he’s got it out for me.”

You heard the deep, muffled voice of the trainer in the background and Reece’s responding laugh. Then another deep voice joined in.

“Not too much on Robbie here, he’s a good lad.” Reece’s eyes lifted to it’s source, somewhere up above the camera, and a slight shadow fell over him.

“No one’s asked you? Move.” Reece laughed at the invisible voice.

“Are you on the phone? Who are you talking to?”

“Don’t worry about it–”

“Oi, hello Y/N!”

Beside Reece suddenly appeared the dark brows and brown eyes of Jude Bellingham, the only match for the strong Birmingham accent that you could imagine talking to your boyfriend that way. You’d first met last year, at a small party for Reece’s birthday, and you’d found his constant banter with Reece and chameleon personality immediately endearing. It had been months still since you’d last seen him.

“Is that Jude?! Long time no see, friend!”

The young man smiled and pushed closer into the center view of the camera, blocking Reece’s face.

“Way too long, I swear. Reece keeps you locked away like a prisoner or something. How’ve you been? You’re away on holiday, I heard?”

“Nah, he’s not so bad. I get food and water, some outdoor time.” You joked. “But I’m great, really. In Spain for a week with the family, we actually just made it in!”

On the screen, he struggled against Reece’s strong shoulder to keep his face in the frame. “Oh, that’s nice, innit? I’ve been a few times with my family, and it’s lovely. You’ll enjoy it.”

“Yeah, but I am worried about Reece … he might lose his head without me.” The words left you jokingly, but not without some truth in them.

“It’s already looking that way, you know. He’s been getting massaged for like an hour, which makes no sense cause, what does he even do on the pitch? Just stands there.”

Your mouth popped open, releasing a surprised laugh, as Reece told his friend in a very impolite way to stop talking.

“You’ll look after him, then, won’t you?” You asked. “Make sure he’s alright while I’m gone? Annoy him a little bit?”

“Don’t you worry, sis,” Jude patted a hand atop Reece’s head, which he swatted away. “I promise to stay on his nerves. And make sure he’s tucked into bed and had his tea by 10.”

“I’m forever indebted. You know how grumpy our Reece can get when his schedule’s thrown off.”

“You two are mental.” Reece laughed, and you joined him, continuing to catch up with Jude until your sister made a sharp movement to your left.

“Mum texted and said the car's here.” She said through a yawn. Her puff was smushed from where it had pressed against your shoulder and the seat. “Stop blabbing to your boyfriend and let’s go.”

A glance was just barely spared for her before you turned back to the phone. She would flip if she knew the special guest who was also on the other end of it.

“My mum says our cabs here, babe, so I’ve gotta go. But I’ll call back soon. Every two days, remember?”

The question was met with silence, as Reece’s face turned for a moment away from the phone.

“Reece? You repeated, stretching out the vowels. “Do you remember?”

A loud “smack” resounded in the air, and you caught sight of Jude’s hand slicing through the air and down onto Reece’s skin.

“Pay attention, bro! She’s talking to you.”

Reece’s features drew into a scowl, that slowly receded as he turned his face back. Another laugh trapped in your throat.

“Every two days, babe, I know.” Reece nodded. “I won’t forget. But you have fun, yeah? No worrying about work or classes or anything like that. Just enjoy it.”

You smiled, assuring him that you would, gathering your suitcase and standing up from your chair.

“And if you need anything, or to talk, on the off days,” Reece suddenly added. “It’s okay. I’ll be busy, but, I’ll find the time. Just let me know.”

The sentiment hidden behind his words, and the care in his eyes as he said them, made another, heavier, equally tender three words rise and itch in the back of your throat. Neither of you had uttered the phrase just yet, “I love you”, but each memory made and day spent together made the declaration harder and harder to hold back. But for now, several countries and a few timezones apart, you swallowed it down. The noise in the physio suite and the airport seemed to rise as you and your sister reached the exit doors, and regardless of how Reece might react, the truth of your feelings for him was a message you believed better delivered in person.

“I really appreciate you communicating that. But I think I’ll text Jude first, make sure it fits with your schedule, okay?”

“Whatever” he mumbled, before you said your goodbyes and ended the call. Being separated when you’d spent so much time together the last months was a strange, new feeling, and even now, it wasn’t clear how well you’d respond as the time went on. But Reece being back in the 3 Lions camp, and you surrounded by loved ones was a comfort you were sure would see the both of you through. The week would fly by, and you would relax, and enjoy it as it did.

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[daydreamingleclerc]

well kept secret // reece james au

in which, y/n chilwell and reece just love soft launching their relationship.

includes; mid-size!reader, model!reader, chilwell!reader,

disclaimer: pictures are not mine. most pictures are from @mayandnate / @mayridts / @nathannyuts / @reecejames on instagram. all credits to original owners.

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ynchilwell

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sophiaamelia mein schatzi! i had so much fun with you 🫶🏼

reecejames are you doing men’s sizes?

ynchilwell no🤔unless you can rock into a zebra print bikini?

reecejames i can rock anything 😎

chilwellsiblings yn making plus size lingerie & swimwear with sophia?? oh now this is worthy of a novel peace price

ynchilwell 🥰🥰

benchilwell put some clothes on 🫤

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reecejames ✔️

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reecejames good to be back at the bridge 💙

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chelseafc 💙

masonmount come on the boy 💙

ynchilwell finally! it was getting boring without you

benchilwell well. that’s rude.

reecejames she’s not wrong. i bring the fun😎

laurennjjames 💙🙏🏼

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ameliabysoph 😍😍😍😍

sophiaamelia wow wow wow wow

ynchilwell that’s what i say when i see u

benchilwell what’s the smile for 🤔

ynchilwell my cameraman was cute

cobhamsfinest hm…

chilwells what

cobhamsfinest i sense that yn is becoming a wag…

reecejames ✔️

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reecejames ibiza ❤️

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chilwellsiblings yn’s in ibiza too!

chelschamps yeah. with her brother

chilwellsiblings still a little suspicious…

laurenjjames 💙

reecejames 💙🙏🏼

kaihavertz and you didn’t invite me 💔💔

masonmount or me 💔💔

reecejames private invite boys 🫣

masonmount yeah. i bet it was😉

cobhamsfinest WHAT DOES MASONS COMMENT MEAN

masonmount 🫣🤷‍♂️

ynchilwell

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sasha_rebecca you’re the prettiest thing i’ve ever seen 😍

ynchilwell likewise 😍

ashtonwood i fancy u

ynchilwell i fancy u more

benchilwell no creds for the photographer ?!

ynchilwell u don’t deserve my credit

cobhamsfinest she’s either dating lauren or reece. don’t ask me why… i just sense it

chilwellsiblings she’s just come out of a long term relationship 🫤

cobhamsfinest and one of the james siblings was there as her shoulder to cry on 🤔

reecejames ✔️

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benchilwell cutest pup i’ve ever seen bro

cartiamallan ouch

ynlookbook pretty sure that’s yn’s vintage gucci jacket on the radiator 👀

masonsreece why do all the chelsea players have the same house

reecejames we actually live on the same street, call us the muppets🤣🤣

kaihavertz woof woof

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benchilwell who takes all these pics of you

ynchilwell i actually am legally obliged to not answer that question

sophiaamelia EEEEEEEK !!!!!!!

ynchilwell same x

ynlookbook oh now this 😍😍

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ynchilwell ❤️

reecejames now you can’t tell me i wouldn’t rock this

ynchilwell … i don’t know if i should answer that

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ynchilwell wdym? reece is a man. men stink

reecejames ✔️

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reecejames thanks for a great season, blues. sorry to end it on such a bad note. we go again in august. now to relax 💙

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chelseafc see you after summer break, reecejames 💙

reecejames 💙

benchilwell barbados time babyyyyyyyyyy

kaihavertz where was my invite 💔

masonmount got lost in the post x

reecesmason the tattoo i’m losing my MIND

havertzlover don’t tell yn reece has posted a shirtless pic she’s gonna end up posting a thirst trap

cartiamallan and why not 👍🏼

laurennjjames ❤️

ynchilwell

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ynchilwell could stay in barbs forever 🫶🏼

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ynchilly are we just completely disregarding the shadow kissing picture ?!?!

ynchilwell i have no idea what ur talking about

cartiamallan it’s actually me she’s kissing fyi

ynchilwell thanks for clearing that up x

mountsgirl yn do you think we’re thick we know that’s reece you’re snogging

sophiaamelia LOOK AT YOU

sophiaamelia oh man oh man oh man

kaihavertz are you okay schatzi

sophiaamelia do i look ok

reecejames what a delightful pearl necklace

ynchilwell ofc you’d say that.

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[footballerimaginess]

Treats for Santa!

credit to @masnmount for this gif x 

CHRISTMAS PROMPTS 15. Leaving treats out for Santa  Reece James  Word Count: 524

“Someone is so excited aren’t they” you laughed as you watched your children jumping up and down with excitement. 

“Yes Mummy yes” Amelia shouted as she jumped on the sofa. “Come on, off the sofa now. We don’t fancy a trip to the hospital before Christmas now do we?” you questioned as you put your hand out for her to grab before she jumped down on the floor as she saw her brother coming into the room.  “Daddy come on” Noah shouted as you watched as Reece came in.  “Why are you all shouting? Someone is a little tired don’t we think?” he laughed as you nodded in agreement at how tired you were too and you knew they were going to be up very early.  “We need to leave things out for Santa Daddy, can we do it now?” Noah asked whilst Amelia was doing her puppy dog eyes to try and make Reece listen to her. As she had her daddy wrapped round her little finger.  “Sure, come on” you smiled as you headed to get everything ready for Santa.  “So we have this cute plate where we can put everything in each place for Santa. So we need a drink, what shall we get him?” you asked as they opened the fridge door to get the milk.  “Here Mummy” Amelia smiled as she passed you the bottle of milk as you poured the glass of milk out.  “So we need a carrot for the reindeer” you smiled as you asked as Noah stood on his stool and peered over the top watching what you were doing.  “The carrot goes in this slot here, we now need a mince pie or a cookie. Seeing as I hate mince pie’s we don’t have any in this house” you told them as Amelia grabbed the bag of cookies and placed them on the plate.  You put your plate down as you got ready to put it out for Santa. “Where do we leave it Mummy? We don’t have a chimney” Amelia cried out.  “Well we have a key, Santa has a magical key. One key opens every door. So we can put them by the front door for him and his reindeer’s to snack on. They may have so much food already” you laughed as you put it by the front door. ~ “Right now let’s get you to bed sweetie, please don’t wake up too early” you laughed as you had no idea why you were telling them both because you knew full well they would wake up extremely early.  As you put them to bed, Reece was downstairs setting the last few presents up.  “Right they are asleep, no clue how long for. But I have done it, now shall we do the Santa’s footprints” you asked as he nodded.  “Sure ”he laughed as you sorted out the plate of food.  “Merry Christmas” you smiled as you kissed his lips. “Love you” you mumbled as you tried to tiptoe up the stairs quickly without waking them up as you had finished stuffing your face with cookies and washed it down with milk.  Taglist: @footballffbarbiex​ @percervall​ @football-and-fanfics​ @odegaardsblues​​

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[lewischumi]

LOVE ME WRONG

Okay, this is my first time publishing here, so bear this in mind! (also, English is not my first language, pls correct me if you see something's off)

Summary: You realise you like Reece more than you should and you're afraid you won't be able to give him the love he deserves.

WC: 2.5k

Warnings: none (that I can think of!) it's sweet! This is inspired on the song "Love me wrong" by Isak Danielson.

Pls let me know your thoughts! :)

The hotel halls were empty and silent whilst I was walking fast back to my room after coming from the stadium, which I mentally thanked for. Chelsea had played their first UCL game of the season and that was a tough draw, although a fightful one, I really wished they’d win and it seemed like it for a while, but things got heated, the energy in the stadium following cue and Reece ended up with a yellow card that made me frown a bit, knowing how frustrated with himself he’d be.

I showered and put my pyjamas on, checking my phone after and reading a text from Reece:

Still here, shouldn’t take too long to leave now tho

Tysm for coming, not the best result, but we’ll keep fighting!

I smiled softly at the texts, shaking my head as if he could see it as I texted back:

Let me know when you get back :)

Ty for inviting me! That’s the spirit, you were giving your all out there, I’m proud! 

I texted and immediately wished I could unsend the message. “I’m proud??”, I say out loud, frowning and let out a big sigh, “as if he cares!” I thought cringing with myself and threw my phone on the bed, walking back to the bathroom so I could apply some moisturiser on my face and body before going under the covers, a random tv show keeping me lightly entertained. 

About three episodes in I heard a knock on the door and checked my phone, seeing that Reece let me know when he left the stadium so I climbed out of bed and opened the door, seeing his face smiling lightly at me in his black joggers and white t-shirt.

“Hey”, he said, his head tilted to the side.

“Hii”, I smiled back, letting him into the room, “I wasn’t expecting your visit, sir!”, I joked looking down at my pyjamas and he chuckled, shaking his head before wrapping one arm around my waist, pushing the door behind us with the other.

“Don’t worry, honestly I’d rather be with you than by myself”, he said against my head, going down to my neck as his hand, that pushed the door, made its way to the side of my face. I nodded, rubbing his chest with one hand and caressed the back of his neck with the other. 

I turn my head in the slightest and I can see his little side smile as he pulls me closer, making me lift myself on my tiptoes, our heads approaching slowly as if we’re teasing each other, seeing who’s giving in first until he rolls his eyes with a smile, his hand sliding from my waist to my bum as he gives up our little game, lips touching slowly, tongues savouring each other’s tastes until we run out of breath.

“You always smell so nice”, he says against my neck, leaving kisses in between. I hum in response with a smile and steal a peck on his lips. “So do you, especially here”, I say before bending to smell his neck, specifically on his soft spot, and give it a little kiss with a suck, giggling when I hear his deep breath. 

“Don’t… y/n…” he started in pain, but then said my name warningly.

“What?” I asked in fake innocence, letting out a low chuckle.

“Early morning tomorrow… just wanted to see you before you go…” he said, remembering why I wasn’t even expecting him and why we wouldn’t be able to enjoy each other more.

“And yet… you’re here…” I say in a sing-song voice, lifting an eyebrow with a smug look on my face.

“You’re not…” he cut himself, cupping myself and giving my lips several pecks that made me laugh. “No, you’re not doing this to me, baby girl! I’m serious!” He says and closes he eyes. My heart flutters with the pet name, and it does every time, but I try to ignore it as he closes his eyes, making me confused.

“Why did you close your eyes?” I ask half laughing.

“I can’t be serious looking to your face” he says, dead serious. I cackle, leaving his reach as I fold to hold my tummy, his laugh quick joining mine.

“You can’t be serious, Reece!” 

“See? Not even with my eyes closed!” he counterparts, making me giggle as I approach back, kissing all over his face.

“If you want to leave THAT bad, I won’t hold you, you know”, I say jokingly, taking a step back, but not quick enough as Reece open his eyes and steps forward, holding me again.

“You think you’re funny, huh? I’m in hell!” He says dramatically and I shake my head, denying.

“I really wish I could stay, darling”, he says lowly, our bodies swaying slowly and I nod. “Me too, but don’t worry, I’ll see you back in London, right?” I ask and he smiles, nodding.

“Of course, whenever possible for both of us” he say, “I’ll check my agenda and will let you know”, I joke and he laughs lowly “Deal, I’ll make it work around it”.

It still takes us a couple of minutes before Reece actually leaves the room, making my heart feeling all types of way.

(...)

The Chelsea match was on my phone, the commentator’s voice filling the silence in my room alongside the clicking sound from my mouse as I edited some photos and uploaded them to the week’s portfolio. I huff annoyed when I mess up the settings and push my chair, grabbing my phone and leaving the room willing to put on the kettle. 

I check the screen, watching the game whilst waiting for the water to boil and look for Reece on the pitch, forgetting that he got injured couple of weeks ago, my heart sinks when I think of it and remember his face seeing me post match and I sigh, trying to put my mind back to the game and hoping for a better result for the blues. 

Hey, can I see you tonight?

The notification pops up, distracting me once more from the game and I reply, my heart happy as I see Reece’s profile picture.

Sure, what happened?

I ask uncertain of why he wants to meet, usually only seeing him on weekends or away days, we were trying to keep things casual as I didn’t want to commit - or so did I fool myself thinking.

Nothing really, just wanna see you

He writes and I feel my heart go faster as my face heats up a bit.

Tomorrow I’ll be back to full time training, so I figured it’d be nice to hang out tonight

He adds and I bite my lip, my head leaning to the side as I agree with him, it’d be nice to hang out tonight.

Yeah, sure, do you wanna come over?

I text back and take a breath, not willing to understand what was going through my mind and body.

Yeah, I’ll see you at 8?

Yep, I’ll order something!

Don’t worry, I gotchu :) 

He sends at last and I nod to the phone before sending him a kissy face emoji, a dumb smile plastered on my face. As realisation kicks in, my bubble bursts and I look straight to the kettle, moving fast to reach it as if I could hide my reactions from somebody, although I was home alone. I take my cup of tea back to the make-do office in my place and stare at the screen, gathering patience and courage to go back to work.

Not long after I shut my computer off and stand up, stretching my back with a groan before heading to the shower, Reece would be here soon and that thought brought back life to my stomach and a smile to my face. “Ooh no”, I say quietly, my eyes widening and I can’t help but laugh with myself. 

“Wow, you’re so casual about this!” I say out loud, entering the bathroom and as I face myself in the mirror I talk to myself “I’m so normal about this! About him! SO NORMAL!”, I say in denial and take my clothes off, trying not to think about him taking it off and I shake my head with that thought.

“Please don’t… you know you can’t love him the way he deserves it!” I think as the water hits my body and the conflict fogs my mind.

“There’s nothing normal about him, I mean, that smile… and that body… and the way he kisses me, how could someone be normal about this?” 

“I’ve barely been going to the matches, I wasn’t even there when he got injured! And we agreed that we’d be friends with benefits or even less than that!” with that thought I couldn’t keep my mouth shut anymore. 

“I do love him as friend! And he’s a great lover, but that’s it, there’s no way we could work as something else, it’s two separate things!” I say and I feel my heart sink, saddened with my realisation. “As if he’d take me as something else as well!” I say unwillingly and laugh with pity with myself.

I finish the shower with mixed feelings and put on some comfortable clothes, putting light make up on even if I was just staying in.

“You wouldn’t be putting make up on to stay on your couch if he wasn’t coming over!” I can hear my best friend’s voice in my head and I frown annoyed, she’d be right. 

The bell rings as I left the room and I go to the door, opening it and there was no denying what I felt with the smile that appeared on my face as I saw him. He was in an all black outfit and that smile on his face that made me wanna jump on him and smother his face with kisses, but I held back and gave him his way in.

“I brought your favourite from wagamamas!” He says happily, raising his hand to show me the bag and I chuckle.

“Thanks! It’s been a while, I was actually going to order it one of these days” I say, casually, following him to the kitchen after I closed the door.

We had dinner and decided to watch a movie, so we were laying spread across the couch, my face tucked in his neck and one of his legs draped on my lap, not the most comfortable position to be in but we didn’t move or say a word about it.

The movie wasn’t very amusing taking from Reece picking up his phone and I looked away, trying not to be nosey, but he might’ve realised I noticed that because he moved slightly to look at me.

“Ben’s throwing a party next week, do you wanna go?” He asked and it took me a few seconds to process what he was saying.

“Hmm… did he-did he invite me? I don’t have my phone now” I stuttered, trying to understand the whole picture and he giggled.

“I don’t know, but he invited me, thought you’d like to go with me” he said but his tone went down a little by the end of the sentence, his uncertainty showing.

“Oh… yeah, I mean, check if he’s okay with it…” I said unsure and shook my head “I mean, do you want me to go? Like, you don’t have to invite me or” I spit feeling dumb and confused and he moved again, this time twisting his upper body to hold my face.

“Of course I want you to go! I’m inviting you!” He said simply and pecked my lips, a frown appearing on his face as he saw my panicking face. “But… hm… just if you want…” he said in a weird way, moving away from me.

“Reece… I’m sorry, I just don’t know what to think” I said and he nodded, not saying a word. “I don’t think I understand our dynamics anymore and I don’t know how to feel about it” I said in a burst of courage, he looked at me and chuckled nervously. 

“I’m sorry, I should’ve talked to you before, it doesn’t have to be weird” he said and I fell more confused.

“It’s okay, I just want to know where we stand, you know?” I say and it was that stupid-most-graceful-city-lightner of a smile that tipped me over the edge. “Because I don’t know if I can keep doing this like this”

I said, willing to let it all go and end but, truth be said, I just wanted him to take me in. 

“What do you mean, y/n?” he said, approaching closer to me again and when he touched my face, I bit my lip holding back a smile and he chuckled. “Fuck it, y/n, I like you, I really, really like you and I say we say fuck it to that bullshit “dynamic” we thought we had!” he says excitedly, frowning at the word “dynamic” and I laugh, infected with his face and mood.

I don’t say a word right away, just enjoying the way his face was hovering mine, our noses touching and lips teasingly dancing every now and then, but I couldn’t ignore my beating heart, reminding me of all my insecurities.

“Reece” I whisper against his lips and we move inches away from each other, looking at each other in the eyes. He hums, letting me know he heard me and I sigh lowly.

“I don’t know… I don’t know if I can love you right, I don’t know if I can be the person you deserve, to give you the attention you deserve and” I say in agony, trying to hold back tears and he hushes me, bringing me into his chest with a hug.

“Please don’t say that… just… let’s just live, okay? We can just live and you can let me love you and we’ll figure things out together, hm?” He says calmly and I can only hug him tighter, his heart beating so peacefully I wanted to drown in it. I slowly nod at his words and I can hear him sigh before pulling me away enough so he could see my face.

“Everything you said just made me even more sure that I want to do this with you, you know? I know that you can love me and we can do this together… but for now you can love me wrong, hm?” He says mocking me at the end and I laugh mortified with his little joke before pushing my head in his chest to hide the redness on my face.

“You’re an idiot!” I say muffled against him and I laugh, shaking my head.

“Yeah, well, you like an idiot!” He mocked again and I nod, moving my face back to level with him and I him by the collar.

“Yeah… I do” I say with a teasing face before he pushes me to lay on the couch, kissing me so casually.

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𝚂𝙼𝙸𝙻𝙴𝚂 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙳𝚂

description: In which lauren james's girlfriend is not a chelsea supporter but will still be seen in the stands, even if some 'fans' dislike it

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lauren james x female reader

disclaimer: this is all fiction! Do not take any of this seriously.

warnings: language, rude discussions and slight violence/bullying, also cuteness, also slightly saucy ;) - also sorry to jamie cook i invented u a fake sister lmao

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Lauren huffed once more as she walked toward the car, her girlfriend carrying her bag for her and placing it in the front seat before moving to the other side and going to kiss her girlfriend.

"Good luck!" y/n grinned at her girlfriend, the footballer narrowing her eyes at the author with a pout.

"I don't know why you can't where my shirt." Lauren sighs and y/n sends her a look.

"This is your shirt." She defends, turning to point at the 'James' lettering on the England shirt.

"Not the team I am playing for today." The Chelsea players says and y/n rolls her eyes.

"I will not betray the Hammers. You're lucky I even cheer for you!" y/n states and Lauren rolls her eyes.

"Can't believe I fell in love with a Hammers fan." Lauren huffs as she pecks y/n's lips lightly.

"Can't believe I fell in love with a Chelsea player." y/n counters, trying to pull away from Lauren, but the older woman pulls her back by the England shirt.

Lauren's hands cupped her lover's face and she pulled her up and close to her lips, the two meeting in a deep kiss, Lauren's mouth pressing tightly against y/n's.

Despite Lauren being pinned between her lover and the car, the kiss made it clear she had all of the control, especially when she slid her tongue past y/n's lips, groaning at the taste of minty toothpaste and the strawberry yoghurt she always had for breakfast.

Lauren was lost in the taste of y/n, her teeth caught y/n's bottom lip and tugged sensually. Despite it being a normal move of Lauren's and the fact they had been together over a year now, y/n's legs still buckled.

Her hands which had been gripping Lauren's shoulders tightened and the footballer's hands braced her waist and ass, pushing y/n against her body Lauren sighed out in the physical comfort.

"When you kiss like that, I remember why I fell in love with a Chelsea player." y/n hums, her head tucked into Lauren's neck as the breathed in each other's space.

"I have to go." Lauren sighs and y/n leans up pecking her lips once more.

"Stay calm, play well, I'll be with Reece in the England shirt, screaming for you." y/n whispered. Today was a game against Liverpool, a big game.

"I know. I love you." Lauren nods.

"Love you too." y/n smiles before kissing her girlfriend once more and letting her drive away.

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Ten minutes into the game and tension was already climbing, as Lauren had come out, she had shook her head at her brother who shouted her name excitedly, her girlfriend sat happily next to him clapping her hands.

The coat she was wearing was Lauren's, the wrists of the coat over y/n's and it looked slightly oversized, yet Lauren's England shirt was still clearly visible through it.

y/n gripped Reece's hand as she watched Lauren receive the ball, her girlfriend firing it at the goal from a tight angle and the net rippling. Reece shouted as y/n screamed excitedly clapping her hands as her girlfriend ran at the fans, her hand slamming against the badge.

Sam jumped on Lauren excitedly, but the goal-scorer was too busy finding her girlfriend in the crowd and sending her a proud grin, one which her lover returned with an air kiss.

Sam seeing it, intercepted the kiss, pretending to catch it in her hand and place it on her cheek with a grin, which caused Lauren to chase her back to their places, the crowd laughed at this.

There was a scoff behind Reece and y/n, two girls who clearly knew someone to be in the friends and family section eyeing up the back of y/n's coat, which had fallen off her slightly.

In her jumping excitement, it was clear now as y/n pulled the coat back up she was wearing Lauren's England shirt, and one of the camera men zoomed in on the badge as they waited for restart.

The third official needing a new mic pack put a slow start on the game and so the crowd laughed as they noticed y/n in the England shirt, the girl grinning as Reece pretended to shove her.

The game re-started and Liverpool equalised quickly, y/n and Reece groaning as they made eye contact, Lauren shrugging off a Liverpool challenge.

During a tackle moments later, Lauren went down, a petulant pout forming on her lips as she protested at the ref who gave the foul. The Liverpool player murmured something, her head nodding toward y/n.

Lauren paused for a second as if trying to remain calm, and before anything could worsen Sam stood in front of her muttering calming words as they set up the free kick.

"What do you think was said?" Reece asks as Lauren looks over to her girlfriend, her lover sending her a calming look.

"With how Lauren reacted, something about me." y/n sighed Reece squeezing her hand in support.

The was a scoffed laugh behind them from the two girls, whispers suddenly arising Reece tensed but y/n sent him a look as well. Both James siblings had rather bad tempers and y/n was the opposite.

Other than at West Ham games, y/n was probably the calmest person anyone would ever meet. She was kind, lovely and incredibly loveable.

Because of this, Lauren would often say she found a lot of strength in her lover, that she kept her level-headed and calm. Reece had found something similar in the girl he now saw as his sister-in-law.

"Making it about her when it's poor Lauren on the pitch?" One of the girls said, her friend letting out a very pretty giggle at it.

"I know, our poor baby on the pitch and she thinks it's about her." The other answered.

y/n sucked her teeth in, Lauren fans. Lauren fans had a tendency to step too far and they either loved y/n or hated her. Most adored her, but the odd few who didn't, were the ones y/n knew how to deal with.

She got daily death threats, daily messages saying how she was using her lover, that y/n was just a naïve 20 year-old who only dated Lauren so she could get close to all the girls.

The worst was when she and Lucy Bronze, a woman who had very much become an older sister to y/n who had never had a good relationship with her single father and older brother.

She had gone over to see Lucy and Keira in Barcelona, stay with them for a few days and try and spend some time on the beach and finish the third book in her fantasy trilogy, something she wrote under a pen-name.

Photos of her and Lucy playing football on a beach arose, and suddenly the death threats increased, Lucy fans and Lauren fans suddenly appearing and hating her.

Some loved her, most did and sent lovely messages. But they didn't stick with y/n, no only the ones telling her to take her own life did. But y/n ignored them, because anyone who couldn't tell the difference between your, you're and yours would not affect her mind.

"And the fact she isn't even wearing a Chelsea shirt! Because what? She's a West Ham fan, grow up!" One of them continued.

"It must hurt poor Lauren so much." The other girl agreed.

Reece huffed, but y/n kept him facing the front, muttering to him how they were not worth it and she was not bothered by the brainless bimbos behind them.

"They're insulting you." Reece denied as the game continued to rage on.

"And I don't care. Jealousy turns people." y/n promised the man who just sighed but nodded.

A few minutes later Reece had forgotten them as Aggie Beaver Jones scored, the young blonde heading in a beautiful cross from Lauren and the Chelsea fans went crazy once again.

Half time finally blew, Chelsea 2-1 up and as Lauren moved toward the tunnel she looked over at her lover who was already watching her, the author sending her a kiss and a wink, which Lauren returned.

Reece offered to go grab some warm drinks and y/n nodded in thanks, quickly posting a photo of the crowd on her story as she watched Reece quickly disappearing.

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y/n also sent a quick well done text to her lover who responded in something hardly suitable for the current moment.

to baby <3: Lauren wtf? You can't say that

baby <3: But you are my motivation tho?

to baby <3: we had sex last night??? just use your memory of what my body looks like?

baby <3: pleaseeeee

to baby <3: fine you play the best second half of your life and then yes, i will let you take the goddamn polaroids - happy?

baby <3: very :)

y/n rolled her eyes at her girlfriend, it wasn't that she didn't mind Lauren having nudes of her, it was just the idea of Lauren taking them of her on a camera seemed so stupid.

Maybe some of the things people said got to her, y/n wasn't an athlete, she tried to keep fit mainly from having too much energy and needing to actually do something before she jumped off a bridge.

She was okay looking she guessed but for some reason Lauren thought she was the most gorgeous woman on the planet, and as the girls behind her made fun of her hair again, y/n did not feel like it.

"I just, don't get Lauren's thought process." One of the girls said.

"Right? Like tits and and ass can only get you so far, why would Lauren want someone who is so clearly stupid." The other agreed, y/n rolled her eyes and as Reece came back she sighed in relief.

"Thanks Reece." y/n smiled as she took the cup of tea from him, the man promising her it was fine as they began to discuss the game, y/n ignoring the mocking giggles that came from behind her.

The final straw for Reece was when y/n flinched, one of the girls had stood up and 'fell' slightly, her hand and long nails landing harshly on y/n's shoulder as she squeezed and steadied herself.

Reece's eyes hardened and y/n tried to tell him no but he turned back around as the girl sat back down, claiming her legs were now stretched.

"Hiya, I'm Reece." Reece smiled, a dazzling smile on his face that y/n knew was reserved for his girlfriend Mia when he did something that pissed her off.

The girls practically swooned into a melted puddle at the footballers dashing grin and jumped forward to shake his hands, stating their names of Phoebe and Lottie.

"Lovely to meet you lovely ladies." Reece nodded, y/n trying not to laugh as she watched the players come back onto the pitch. "Who are you here for?" He asked.

"Oh well, my brother is Jamie Cook, the match analyst for Chelsea and he managed to kindly get us seats as I am such a big fan of your sister." Lottie explained and Reece nodded.

"Jamie. Got it." Reece smiled as the whistle blew and he turned back to the game.

"You are so bad." y/n said, but her voice was filled with amusement.

"They're really testing me, next time I won't be so nice." Reece huffed.

"He didn't even introduce her, so clearly hates her as well." Lottie whispered to her friend and y/n rolled her eyes as Reece tensed again.

"Reece." y/n warned and he rolled his eyes.

The game went past the 50th minute, the girls still making cruel digs at y/n's personality and reasoning for dating Lauren, but as her lover approached the goal again, y/n couldn't care.

"There's no way." y/n denied seeing the angle Lauren had been forced into.

"No, I agree." Reece said as Lauren shot, the ball bouncing into the net with pace.

"Never fucking mind!" y/n shouted, jumping up with Reece as the two shouted for his sister.

"Holy fuck!" Reece yelled as they got back into position, Lauren sending a wink at her brother who was stood almost squatting with his hands on his cheeks in shock.

"I have no clue how that went in." y/n said to Reece as they sat down, the game continuing. "It doesn't make sense." She adds.

"God, she won't even support her girlfriend, she's got no faith in her! That is ridiculous." Phoebe huffed.

"I know, Lauren really needs to dump her and get with someone better, like you Phebes, you would treat her so well." Lottie hums.

"Or you Lotts, you're so pretty!" Phoebe added.

"Why don't all four of us fuck it out and we'll go from there." y/n muttered under her breath making Reece choke on his drink in shock.

The man snorted again, laughing at y/n's hilarious comment, y/n began laughing at him and they shared a few more giggles while Lottie and Phoebe scoffed and huffed.

"Reece!" y/n yelled in shock as she watched Johanna fire a ball in, Lauren someone getting on the end of it and slamming in her hat-trick 8 minutes after her second goal.

y/n and Reece's voices were hoarse from their shouts of happiness, y/n slightly wincing at the idea that Lauren had definitely fulfilled her side of the bargain.

As the game wound to an end, y/n and Reece were loudly cheering with the rest of the Chelsea fans when y/n felt it, she gasped and her hand flew to her hair, Lottie's giggles covered by her hand over her mouth.

"I am so sorry I slipped." Lottie said falsely, the tea-soaked hair of y/n now dripping.

"Don't worry about it." y/n muttered, ripping her hat off from the floor from where it had 'fell' when Lottie did and y/n quickly through her hair into a messy bun, grateful for it's dark nature.

Reece's eyes had practically flamed as Lottie and Phoebe eyed y/n up one more time before making their way down to the barrier, trying to get Sam and Lauren's attention.

"What the fuck!" Reece hissed as the two moved down, Lauren nearing them before going to her fans.

"Shut up, this is Lauren's day, do not mention it." y/n warned Reece before she grinned at her lover who reached over and pulled her in for a quick peck, not wanting to go father in front of fans.

Sam moved over to Reece, the two had a good friendship and had a quick chat in hushed whispers and hands over their mouths as y/n smiled at Lauren.

"Very well played Miss James." y/n chuckled as Lauren smiled lazily.

"Does this mean?" Lauren began cheekily and y/n laughed nodding her head.

"Yes, you can do the polaroids." y/n smiled and Lauren's eyes lit up as if she had scored another goal.

Sam then came over, her arms wrapping around y/n as the woman squealed trying to shake off the sweaty footballer as Reece spoke to his sister, smiles on their faces as they talked.

Once the group were done, Lauren and Sam headed over to the fans and Reece and y/n decided to head inside where the staff were other than Emma and her assistant manager.

"Yo, Jaimie right?" Reece suddenly said, the match analyst nodding as he shook their hands. "Your sister's Lottie right?" He asked again.

"Yeah, did you meet her?" Jamie asked.

"Reece." y/n hissed, but he ignored her.

"You might wanna teach her and her friend some manners mate, spent the entire game bitching about y/n, while we were sat in front of them." Reece hisses.

Jamie's face paled and y/n sighed pinching the bridge of her nose between her fingers as she tried to give herself strength as Reece continued to fume.

"Insulted her, said some honestly awful things and then shoved her and spilt tea in her hair, they're lucky it was not hot or I would have sued them for every penny." Reece continued and y/n finally stopped him.

"Okay, come on Reece." y/n said, cheeks red from embarrassment.

"No, no, it's okay. I am so sorry, Lottie can be a right brat." Jamie sighed and winced as he looked at y/n's wide eyes. "She can be awful and I am so sorry it was directed at you." Jamie added.

"It's not your fault, besides, I'm used to it." y/n adds and Reece recoils. "I am dating a loved girl, I am not surprised about some people's reactions anymore." y/n shrugged.

"That's even worse." Jamie huffs out and y/n shrugs as the three continue to talk.

Eventually, Lottie and Phoebe appeared in the room and y/n excused herself into the bathroom, Reece sending her a worried look which she brushed off as she quickly used the bathroom and walked back out.

Reece waved her over now stood by his showered and changed sister and y/n smiled as she moved over and Lauren wrapped a lazy arm around her.

Her fingertips dug into her lover's hip as Lauren pulled her into her side and chest, y/n's hand coming to rest on her chest as she tucked her head onto Lauren's shoulder, resting and listening to Reece and Lauren discuss the game.

Eventually, Lauren's fingertips dipped under the waistband of y/n's trousers, circling the soft skin as she cleared her throat and decided it was time to get going.

y/n nodded absentmindedly, smiling as Sam noticed they were leaving and bounded over to y/n, the striker hugging her tightly and the two exchanging goodbyes and see you tomorrow's as Sam and Millie were coming round for dinner.

Emma made her way over, once again congratulating Lauren on her performance and explaining she would see her tomorrow briefly for recovery.

Emma then quickly hugged y/n, the blonde asking her if she was okay and y/n sighed glaring at Reece who had snuck him and his sister away and were now talking to Jamie.

"They won't be coming back." Emma promises y/n but the woman shakes her head.

"Emma I'm fine, they just like Lauren, can't blame them." y/n promises.

"Saying and doing the things they did makes the the opposite of Chelsea fans y/n, you're apart of this family, like it or not Hammer." Emma promises and y/n laughs.

Emma had a good connection with y/n the second the two met, Emma already liked her due to the clear effect she had on Lauren but also because she respected the young woman.

The young girl hadn't been born with the best situation, an ill mother and the a passed on one, a single father who did his best and a brother who she didn't get on with.

y/n left when she was 18 and never looked back and neither did her brother or father, and y/n always said that didn't matter, that her father did his best but they just hadn't gelled, but Emma always wondered on that.

Because of that Emma hadn't been able to help the motherly roll she took on with the 20 year old who was just 19 when she met her. The now best-selling uni student had proved many times she had everyone else's best interests at heart and sometimes Emma told her off for that.

"I'm guessing Reece told you?" y/n asked but Emma shook her head.

"No, Fran did." Emma hums and y/n furrows her brows. "Oh, Fran told me who was told by Millie, who was told by Sam, who was told by Reece." Emma explains and y/n sighs.

"What about don't tell does that man not understand?" y/n questions and Emma chuckles as y/n's eyes widen, Phoebe and Lottie now appearing next to Jamie, Lauren and Reece.

"Uh oh." Emma says as Lauren starts speaking, y/n hugs the woman once more before rushing over and stepping between Lottie and Lauren.

"Baby, didn't you say something about leaving?" y/n asked Lauren but the brunette just hummed.

"I was actually just talking to Phoebe and Lottie about how they won't ever be coming to a Chelsea game again." Lauren explains.

"What?" Lottie asks confused.

"Oh don't worry, it's all been okayed by Emma and the board, anyone who speaks about my girl like that just won't be allowed in." Lauren says simply before nodding her head at Jamie and clasping his hand in a handshake.

Lauren's hand slips into the back pocket of y/n's trousers as she grabs her bag and Reece kicks up the ball into his hands and nods at the girls before Lauren guides her lover out the door.

Reece bursts into peals of laughter as they make their way into the car park but whines when y/n slaps his arm lightly.

"I told you not to tell her." y/n hisses but Reece just shrugs.

"I didn't, I told Sam." Reece shrugs.

"And Sam told me." Lauren adds as she unlocks her car, opening the boot.

"You two are going to give me grey hairs." y/n scoffs as Reece chuckles and kisses her head before getting in the drivers seat, he was insured on Lauren's car and liked to drive her back after matches if he came to watch.

Lauren shuts the boot, now bag-less and her hands find y/n's hips and she pulls her lover in, y/n's hands land on Lauren's shoulders, slightly shocked at the tight grip.

"No one speaks about you, to you or acts like that around you baby. Not on my fucking watch okay?" Lauren asks and y/n nods. "I love you so much." She adds, her head resting against y/n's forehead.

"I love you too Lauren." y/n says quietly.

Lauren bends down, pulling y/n's body tight to her own as she presses her lips harshly against y/n's and quickly settling her tongue into y/n's mouth.

y/n was slightly shocked as she gripped Lauren's shoulders tightly to keep herself upright. Lauren wasn't big on PDA, the two shared grins, maybe an air kiss or a quick peck, but never had Lauren kissed her like this where someone else could see.

The two were relaxed people and while they would usually be touching one another, never had a kiss of this ferocity been so public for the two before.

"Oi Oi!" The call from Sam Kerr echoed as she and a few teammates whooped at the two as y/n hid herself into Lauren's chest. The footballer chuckled and flipped them off.

"In the car baby." Lauren hummed, her hand tapping y/n's bum lightly.

"Okay." y/n breathed, a squeak in her voice as she rushed into the car, Reece snorting and poking at her red cheeks as Lauren got into the passenger seat.

"Alright y/n/n?" Reece chuckled as he began to pull away.

"Shut up and drive James." y/n huffed and the James siblings chuckled.

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y/n had her head happily on Lauren's shoulder, the empty plates on the coffee table in front of them as they sat watching the TV, Lauren's arm was wrapped around her, drawing lazy shapes on the small amount of skin she could get her finger on.

"You did so well today baby." y/n said quietly. "I was so proud." She added.

Lauren looked down, a soft look in her eye as she watched her lover whose eyes gleamed up at her proudly. The warmth from her statement filled Lauren.

"You kept calm, you were calculated." y/n continues, sitting back up slightly so she could see Lauren without having to tip her head up.

Lauren's hand fell from her sliver of waist to the inside of where her thigh met her knee. Lauren's fingers gripped there, sometimes finding it hard to ground herself when her girlfriend said such meaningful things.

"You really will be the best player in the world Lauren James." y/n says softly, her fingers resting over Lauren's hand. "As long as you keep that attitude in check." She adds.

Lauren lets out a light chuckle, but she reaches over and pulls her lover onto her lap, the 20-year-old letting out a quiet 'weeee' as Lauren did so.

y/n's legs fell either side of Lauren's hips, straddling her as Lauren's hands came to run up and down her sides, the dip in her waists, the skin at her hips.

"I love you." Lauren said quietly, she was never as good with words as y/n was, but y/n knew that those three words meant just as much.

"I love you too." y/n whispers to Lauren, her hand coming up to hold her lover's face softly.

Lauren lent up, her mouth capturing her lover's as her hands pushed against y/n's back, her strength pressing y/n down and her legs wider.

The strength and speed of the kiss was nothing like the innocent words just shared as Lauren poured her soul into y/n's with her lips. Her hands sunk down and rested on the curve of y/n's ass, one of her favourite parts.

As y/n went to move for air, Lauren's hand came down harshly on her, the slap echoing the living room even through her joggers. A mixture of a gasp and moan jumped from y/n's throat as she understood.

y/n did not stop the kiss, Lauren's warning spank had been enough to let her know that air would be a luxury in this moment and y/n continued pouring her being into the kiss.

The two parted and y/n heaved a breath into her burning lungs, Lauren's teeth latching onto her ear-lobe, y/n groaned and Lauren moved her soft kisses down the skin of her lover's neck.

Lauren smirked as y/n's breathing sped up, her hips pushing themselves onto Lauren's, but the footballer easily shifted her so her lover was grinding on her thigh.

The friction between y/n's legs made her sigh in relief and Lauren smiled against her neck before digging her teeth into the skin which sat there begging to be marked.

"I am going to put the plates in the dishwasher, I want you on the bed, in that black lace set from Boux Avenue when I get there." Lauren whispers.

y/n couldn't help the moan which fell from her lips as she nodded her head, Lauren's teeth tightening on her neck for a moment before pressing an innocent kiss there.

"Go." Lauren added before y/n was off and Lauren soon followed with a slight grin, but not before swiping her polaroid camera from the counter.

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part two out soon (probs not cause i’m so bad at updating lmaooooo ;)

had to post this cause lauren deserves sm love and i’m so sick of seeing all the hate and the ignorance abt the hate not being racially motivated - grow up in our world and you realise so much more is racially motivated than you think.

lauren’s actions are not excusable but neither is the hate

we talk about how there is a different vocabulary for men and women but there is also a different vocabulary for white and black people

if you get offended by me saying this then i’m sorry baby but you part of the problem

stay safe and stay aware 💙

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queenie x

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[mountsies]

Hey! I love your fics❤️ Would you be able to do one where the reader doesn’t come from much money and has financial issues but mason doesn’t know about it and eventually finds out accidentally. The rest can be up to you and your wonderful imagination 😊

hii lovey thank you so much it means a lot to me!!💙💙 i'm really really sorry for the late reply, i've been really busy these past days and got a write blocking that took a toll on me. but i managed to finish your request today and i hope you like it!! <3 (again it turned out a lot more angsty than i intended it to be lol)

always there for you

mason mount x reader

summary: you have been through a though moment but mason is there to help you.

word count: 2,6k

disclaimer: english is not my first language, angst, family issues, a bit fluffy at the end

The song playing on the radio wasn't enough to distract you from your nerves, your fingers tapping nervously against your knee. You turned your face and looked over to your boyfriend, who gladly was paying enough attention on the road to not notice your anxious attics.

Mason took a last turn and parked in front of the restaurant where you both had agreed to meet his friends for brunch. He turned to face you and gave you his beautiful smile that made your heart warm, but soon his brow furrowed when he noticed how your leg was shaking now.

"Are you feeling okay, baby?" He asked, worry noticeable in his voice.

"Yes babe, I'm fine." You tried your best to fake a smile, nodding your head.

“You sure?” His head tipped to the side, his body leaning closer just for him to interlock his fingers on yours.

Mason’s palm was warm against yours, your heart calming down from your worries for a moment. You could say you weren’t feeling okay, that you’d prefer to stay home that afternoon, you knew Mason wasn’t going to force you to go out with him. He’d probably cancel his plans to stay with you. But you already had so much going on in your head and you didn’t want to cause a fuss, Mason already had his own problems and you felt that you had no need to bring your problems to him.

“I’m okay really,” You squeezed his hand, leaning to peck his lips. “Shall we go?”

His gaze still had remnants of worry, his eyes scanning your features to be sure of your words, his lips pecking yours in another soft kiss when he nodded his head after a moment. He undid his seatbelt and you did the same, as always Mason got out first then opened the door for you, something that always made your heart swell in affection. You thanked him with a kiss on the cheek, his hand intertwined with yours again after he locked his car and you both walked into the restaurant entrance.

Although you had calmed down for a moment, as soon as you entered the restaurant you felt sick to your stomach. You already had been to some fancy places with Mason, he liked to take you out to the best places in town, and as much as you knew he did it because he liked to spoil you, deep down you felt uncomfortable and even sad. Your financial situation wasn’t a problem to Mason, he knew since the beginning that your lives and way of living were totally opposites, but he never worried about it as much as you did.

Mason was an incredible man, his amazing personality with his funny sense of humour and his caring and gentle actions was what drew you to him. He never cared about that kinda stuff, and you knew you shouldn’t too, but that wasn’t so easy for you to do. And it became a lot harder when you started having problems in your bank account after you lent money to your stupid brother who never cared to pay back. 

It all started a few months ago, when your brother asked you to help him with his business and played your role of good sister, you decided to help him after talking with your parents. He was supposed to pay you back some weeks ago but he never did, even stopped replying to your calls and texts. 

You carried a huge burden on your back trying to figure out how to solve your problem, feeling embarrassed to ask for help from anyone around you even if you knew they’d help you out with anything you needed.

Your thoughts were running wild again but then your attention was brought to the world when you saw Sophia waving and smiling excitedly at you, making you smile a little. When you both finally got to the table where your friends were sitting you greeted all of them with a hug and a small smile, Sophia pulling you to sit by her side immediately. 

“It’s been so long since we saw each other!” She exclaimed, a warm smile on her face. “We should do something together sometime.”

“Yes, we totally should!” You chuckled a little, “How have you been?”

You both engaged in a conversation about your lives, you trying to distract your thoughts from your issues for a moment. You felt Mason’s arm sneaking around your shoulder and that made you calm yourself a little, he knew something was off but didn’t want to push it and you were grateful for that. He was too involved in his conversation with Kai and Reece but you saw him smile from the corner of your eye when you stroke his thigh gently.

✦

The brunch was filled with parallel conversations and laughter, some of the guys always making a joke and that for sure lifted your spirit a bit, but when Mason paid yours and his bill after eating dessert the feeling of guilt washed over you completely. You both said your goodbyes before leaving, you promising Sophia you would call her anytime so you too could hang out together.

“Did you enjoy today?” Mason’s voice was soft when he broke the silence in the car, his eyes alternating between you and the street.

“Yeah, it was really fun,” You turned to look at him. “Thank you Mase.”

“No need for thanking me babe,” He intertwined his fingers on yours again, kissing the back of your hand and giving you a warm smile.

His sweet words and loving actions almost made you cry, the lump in your throat starting to feel too hard to hold. But you just smiled at him, trying to hold your tears until you got to his house. And when he finally parked in front of his gate you let out a sigh of relief, wanting nothing more than to just get rid of your make up and take the longest nap of your life.

You entered his house leaving your heels by his hall of entrance, following directly to his room upstairs. Mason furrowed his brows when he saw you almost run upstairs, normally you both would stay at his living room to watch some film but this time you just skipped without even saying anything, and he knew you enough to know that something was definitely wrong and he didn’t know how to approach you. 

He entered his room, finding you sneaking into one of hoodies after changing your clothes. He smiled at the sight, his arms wrapping around you from behind. You turned around in his embrace, your head hiding in the crook of his neck and sighing in comfort. “I don’t feel very good, I think I’m gonna take a nap.” Your voice was almost a whisper and he pulled away to look at you with worry in his eyes.

“Are you feeling sick? Did something happen?” His hands came to stroke your cheeks and you closed your eyes to the feeling.

“It’s just a headache, I’m gonna take some painkillers and just rest a bit.” Mason still had his brow furrowed, his eyes not leaving yours.

“Are you sure that’s all?” You felt the knots in your stomach again when he asked you, and this time you looked away from his eyes because you knew he was worried and you couldn’t handle that at the moment.

“Yes, don’t worry.” That's all you said before pulling away from his arms and walking to the en-suite.

You heard him sigh but was glad he didn’t say anything, deciding to focus on getting rid of your make up. You washed your face and started your skincare routine, but you were soon interrupted when you heard a cell phone ring followed by your boyfriend’s voice.

“Babe it’s yours.” His voice was muffled when he yelled from his room.

“Can you answer for me?” You yelled back and went back to what you were doing after he shouted back an okay.

Mason didn’t said anything more and you went back to what you were doing, finishing your routine and following back to his room. But as soon as you entered his bedroom and saw him blinking at your phone you knew something happened. Your heart started to race and a million scenarios went through your head.

“Who was it?” You managed to ask, your hands trembling with nervousness.

He looked at you with an indecipherable expression, but when he answered your question you already felt the tears in your eyes. “It was the bank.” 

All you wanted was to curse yourself and run away from his look, but all you did was stay in place with the tears running down your face. You were unable to form a sentence and didn’t have the strength to walk away, feeling ashamed by how things went down so suddenly. Mason stood from his spot immediately when he saw you crying, his hands cupping your cheeks trying to give you the comfort you needed.

“Y/n, hey…” He tried to make you look at him but you just kept looking down, his own heart breaking when you let out a painful sob. “Baby look at me, please.”

Mason sighed when you shook your head, his arms wrapping around you and bringing you closer to him. Your tears started to wet his shirt and you felt even more ashamed, the feeling of embarrassment washing over you along with guilt for not having the courage to bring your issues to your relationship. He guided both of you to the bed, where he seated and brought you to sit by his side, his hand gently stroking your hair.

“I’m sorry.” You managed to say between sobs, and Mason felt his heart clench.

“Why are you apologising? There's nothing to be sorry about.” He said softly, his hand lifting your chin so he could look at you. He wiped the tears from your face and kissed your cheek, his eyes filled with worry and pain because he hated to see you crying. “How did that happen?” His fingers gently caressed your face.

When you locked your eyes in his you felt another wave of tears, another sob leaving your lips and Mason didn’t say anything more, just wrapped you in a tight hug. His hands stroked your back and he kept kissing your face and your forehead trying to calm you down, his voice whispering sweet nothings to you and as time passed you could already breath calmly and your chest didn’t hurt as much as it did minutes before. You two kept in silence for another moment, you fighting with yourself to find the right words to finally talk about everything with him.

“Do you remember when my brother asked for my help a couple of months ago?” You mumbled, your voice cracking in the middle of the sentence but Mason just nodded and waited for you to continue. “He asked me to lend him some money so he could start his business. At first I was taken aback but he managed to convince me. I called my parents and they convinced me to help him too, they said he had changed so I lent him the money.” 

You took a deep breath and pulled away from him slightly, your eyes now focused on the hem of his shirt where you fidgeted with your fingers. “He was supposed to pay me back weeks ago, but he started to ignore my phone calls and my messages.” You let out a chuckle in disbelief, shaking your head. “I was trying to be a good sister and support him after everything but that only got me in the red on my bank account.” You could feel the tears in the corner of your eyes, not having the urge to fight them.

Mason stayed in silence trying to sink in what you just had told him, his blood boiling at the thought of your brother doing something like that to you. Everybody knew he had a bad background, you had told that to Mason since the beginning of your relationship and he always supported your decisions when it came to your brother besides not trusting him at all. 

“Your brother is an fucking asshole,” He started and his heart warmed when you chuckled at his words. “Baby I’m so sorry you have to go through something like that.”

“He is for sure.” You mumbled, looking up to meet his eyes.

“Why didn’t you say anything? You know I’d help you in a blink of an eye.” 

This time you looked away again, already shooking your head to what he was about to say. “Mason we already-”

“Y/n look at me,” He lifted your chin again and your teary eyes met his again. “I know you like to be independent and deal with your stuff on your own, but you can’t think that you’re gonna solve your problems by yourself for the rest of your life.” He wiped the stubborn tear that ran down your cheek.

“It’s just… it’s embarrassing.” You whispered and closed your eyes, not knowing how to handle his look at you.

“But it doesn’t have to be. You can’t deal with everything on your own, it’s okay if you ask for help when you need it.” You feel his lips on your cheek in a sweet kiss, a sigh leaving your lips as you rested your forehead against his shoulder.

You didn’t say anything back, just stayed there in his arms seeking the comfort you needed. Although the feeling of embarrassment kept itching inside you, on the other hand you knew Mason was more than right. You needed help, more than anything at the moment, and he was more than happy to help you out even if you didn’t like it. It was at that same moment you realised how much he really cared about you and that made your heart swell in your chest.

“Look at me,” He said gently after some time, lifting your head so he could look into his eyes. “I love you, okay? More than everything and we’re gonna get through this together.” His words made your eyes teary again, but this time not with sadness and worry but with gratitude and relief. 

“I love you too.” You whispered back at him, pulling him closer and brushing your lips against his. It was just a peck, a soft and gentle kiss that made your heart jump with so much love. “I just don’t wanna feel like a burden to you.”

“Stop with that, you’re never gonna be a burden to me. I’m your boyfriend, I’m always gonna be here for you whenever you need me. And you don’t have to be ashamed to seek help.” You were feeling a lot calmer, his words making you open your eyes to your situation and accepting that he was indeed right. You still had the feeling of worry, but knowing Mason was willing to help you with that fucked up stituation made you gather your thoughts to the right direction. “You’re gonna let me help you?” He asked, his eyes searching for an answer.

“Yes.” You nodded at him and he gave you a warm smile that you reciprocated.

He pulled you into a tight hug, your eyes closing as you let yourself give into his touch, his kisses making you feel better for a moment. 

“Everything will be fine, I promise.” He whispered and you just hummed.

That wasn’t how you planned things to turn out, but fortunately it turned out better than you thought it would be. You trusted in Mason’s words and now your heart was at ease after a long time in weeks.

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[mountsmason]

England Diaries: Training

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summary: you work as a photographer for the england team when they return to camp for the nation's league fixtures.

pairing: slightly mason mount x reader

a/n: any kinda feedback would be appreciated as it keeps me motivated to write, via anon in my asks or simply in the replies/tags <33

➪ england diaries pt. 1, the arrivals

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[autumnscribbles]

rooftop | b.s

summary: y/n and brad meet on a rooftop at a party where they want to break away from the crowd.

word count: 1.2k ish

a/n: hello!! first imagine in a LONG time! it felt super great to write again, i hope you guys like this one! i really enjoyed writing it. as always, my requests are open for anyone who wants to pop one in my inbox! love you!!

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You sighed as you sat down in front of the bar again, asking for another drink. You were bored out of your mind at this party. Sure, there were people you knew, but no one you cared about enough to have a mindless conversation with. You were starting to get sick of the small talk about your new album release, boyfriend rumours, and how nice the weather has been. There was only so long you could plaster on your smile and pretend you were enjoying the conversation.

The bartender slid your drink towards you, and you nodded your head in thanks as you took a sip. You rested your elbows on the counter, glancing around for someone you would be happy to see. You weren’t met with any.

You started to ask yourself why you came to this party in the first place. Since you’ve started to gain popularity with your music, it felt like you were constantly going to parties and events. You didn’t remember anymore what your goal was when you came to these things. It was a nice event, though, you had to admit. The entire bar had been rented out, with great music, an open bar and lots of room to dance. Unfortunately, you weren’t really in the mood to dance this time around.

You looked over and noticed a staircase at the back of the room. You grabbed your drink from the counter, leaving money as you walked towards the staircase. After climbing up them you were met with a rooftop terrace. You smiled to yourself, grateful for the fresh air and the quiet. Well, as quiet as it could be with the music still blaring from inside.

You leaned against the balcony railing, looking out at the city skyline. It was beautiful, you had to admit. You took another sip of your drink, feeling more relaxed as you breathed in the warm spring air. You hadn’t even noticed that someone else had come up to the rooftop, too.

*

Brad leaned into Connor’s shoulder, telling him he wanted to get some fresh air. The party had gotten very lively, and the sweaty bodies around him were starting to feel a bit overwhelming. Connor smiled back, patting Brad’s shoulder before he walked off. He was planning on heading to the back door, before noticing a staircase. He vaguely remembered there being a rooftop area in this place, and he decided to go check it out.

He stepped up onto the rooftop, feeling relaxed as the cool breeze hit his face. He noticed someone else standing there, leaning against the railing and looking out at the city. He smiled to himself, it was always nice to see someone with the same feelings as him. He wondered if she was also overwhelmed and needed a break from the chaos of inside.

*

You heard vague footsteps behind you, jumping when you turned around and saw someone there. He was...well, beautiful. His dark brown curls rustled in the breeze, his shirt tucked into his pants. He flashed you a grin, one that you couldn’t help but return.

“Come here often?” he asked, his accent making you smile.

“Oh yeah, all the time,” you scoffed. “I just love coming to really loud places to do nothing but drink and have really two dimensional conversations with people I barely know.”

He chuckled softly. “Me too. It’s my favourite activity, actually.”

“I’m Y/N,” you said, sticking out your hand to shake his.

“Brad,” he smiled. “Nice to meet you. So you can have another formal introduction with someone you don’t care to talk to.”

“That’s debatable,” you smiled. You couldn’t help but feel drawn to him. Not only was he good looking, but charming. You suddenly found yourself wanting to know everything about him.

“So, who do you know here?” you asked. You kicked yourself for starting with such lame questions, as always.

“Oh, you know Reece Bibby from New Hope Club?” he asked, making you laugh.

“I do in fact, he invited me here too,” you chuckled.

“Oh yeah? Awesome. Yeah they supported us on tour a while back,” he nodded.

“I KNEW I recognized you!” you exclaimed. Reece had talked about The Vamps before, but you never really made an effort to know anything about them. Another musician, you knew it probably was not a good match. “Are your other bandmates here?”

“Yeah, they’re inside. Super drunk, obviously,” he chuckled. You could tell the way his eyes lit up when he spoke about them, and couldn’t help but smile at how wholesome it was.

“And how come you aren’t with them?” you interrogated, raising your eyebrows at him.

“Too loud, too sweaty,” he said, making you burst out laughing. “Didn’t feel like drinking too much, either.”

“I’m with you there,” you agreed, the music still audible over your conversation. “You don’t dance?”

He laughed loudly, making your heart warm. What was the hold this guy had on you? You giggled alongside him.

“I definitely dance,” he grinned. “You can be the judge of whether it’s good or not.”

“Let’s see it then,” you offered, motioning to the empty space on the rooftop between the tables.

“Oh yeah?” he teased, and you nodded.

He suddenly began dancing absolutely horrendously to the beat blasting from inside. You couldn’t stop laughing, wondering where in the world he pulled these moves out from.

“I can do better,” you shrugged.

“Let’s see it then,” he repeated your words, motioning the same way you had a minute prior.

You set your drink down before pulling out your absolute worst dance moves, purposely trying to be even worse than he was. The sound of his laugh alongside yours made you feel like there was no one else here. No party inside, just this rooftop.

“I must say,” he gasped through laughter. “That was probably the best thing I have ever seen.”

“Thank you very much,” you grinned, curtsying to him before picking your drink back up and sipping it. “I didn’t think I would be dancing stupidly on a roof with a boy I’ve just met instead of actually dancing inside where the actual party is.”

“Well this was much better, wasn’t it?” he asked, his cheeks turning slightly red.

“Hm I’m not sure,” you joked sarcastically. “I think your dance moves took years off my life.”

“Says you,” he laughed, throwing his head back.

You saw someone pop out from the doorway, Reece grinning as he looked at the two of you.

“Hey!” he grinned, walking over and hugging you both.

“Hey Reece,” you smiled. “I just came up for some air and was forced to watch this guy dance instead.”

“Don’t let her fool you,” Brad laughed. “She made me do it.”

“Oh yeah, Y/N can be quite convincing,” Reece grinned, giving you a silent look that said ‘you like him!’. You rolled your eyes in response.

“I’m seeing that,” Brad smirked, looking into your eyes.

“I just wanted to make sure you were good,” he smiled. “The boys were looking for you inside, Brad.”

“Tell them I’ll be back in a sec!” he told him. Reece winked at you as he left the rooftop and went back inside, leaving you and Brad alone again. You wished you could spend the rest of the night here with him, but people were looking for him. No one was looking for you, though.

“Do you want to come in with me? I think you’d love the boys,” he offered, giving you a smile you couldn’t resist.

“Oh, no, I don’t want to impose. I already know I’m a loser we don’t need to point it out more,” you laughed.

“No, really. I’d love to spend more time with you,” he said.

His voice was soft, and genuine. It had been a long time since someone had spoken to you that way. You believed him. Since you wanted to spend more time with him, too, you agreed. He stood up, reaching his hand out for you to take. You hesitated before grabbing it, letting him lead you back inside.

“Just please don’t bust those moves out in there,” you joked.

“Oh don’t worry, Y/N,” he grinned. “Those are reserved for your eyes only.”

You shook your head as you laughed, knowing you were done for. The boy on the roof had completely swooned you, stupid dance moves and all.

#brad simpson #brad simpson imagine #brad simpson x reader #brad simpson fanfic #brad simpson fic #the vamps #the vamps imagine #the vamps fic #the vamps fanfic #james mcvey #connor ball #tristan evans #reece bibby #imagine

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they are so 🥰🥰🥰

#ben chilwell #reece james #imagine just running into them at starbucks in chicago lmao

[imma-queencard]

In your eyes!-christian pulisic

Where Christian finds his feelings towards you.But he messes up things. Can it be a friends to lover au?

Angst,fluff

Author note: English is not my first language. I tried to write for one of my fav Christian Pulisic. Pardons the mistake and would love to have your support!Might write a second part if this piece gets enough love❤️ Happy Reading!

It was a miracle for Christian Pulisic when he met you. A sweet accident for him. He was visiting one of his relatives at one of the renowned hospitals in London and there he met a smart yet weird medical student,you. He still remembers that day. You helped him find the cabin which he could have found out by himself for sure.

“so I was wondering if we could meet by the bridge?” he texted you nervously. You had been a bit distant to him recently. Ignoring his texts,replying in short,making silly excuses not to hangout. He was worried. For the first time in these two years,he felt empty inside. It was not that she was your best friend Christian.. He said to himself a couple of times. But he missed you. He always loved how your smart yet shy personality blended with his. They blended perfectly. He couldn’t help falling in for you slowly. Not a love in first sight. He had no regrets for falling in love that late as he always believed in slow burns.

“exams ahead sorry”

Christian gritted his teeth together. What did he do to deserve this cold shoulder? Weren’t you the first one to act so close with him? Weren't you the one out of all the people to bring him a coffee after his every defeat?He never asked for those. Never. He always loved the way you cared for him. His happiness. His mood. His life. So was he to yours. He sighed.

~~~~~

“ you just cant ignore him forever y/n..” Jule shouted, trying to suppress the music played in the club.

“I just don’t know..” you mumbled fidgeting with your fingers.

“you don’t know what,y/n? Falling for that american football star or avoiding that star for whom thousand of girls have been already dying for?"

“ I -I don’t think he will ever look at me in such way Jule..and you-you’re right. He already has thousands of girls falling at his feet so why would he bother to give a fuck about an ordinary one?and..” you paused biting down your lips. Fighting hard not to let your tears fall in front your friend.

“And..if he does by chance,it’s not gonna be more than just a one time fuck..” You wiped the tears off the corner of your eyes. You loved him. You wanted to be something more than just a fuck to him. Wanted badly.

Jule hugged you tight to pat your back before pulling you to the dance floor forcibly.

“come on!Just one dance! You know?dance yoour thoughts out,Y/N!” she pulled you among the crowd and started moving her hips with the beats influencing yours.

“Oh please Y/N!Please?”she pouted at you and you laughed playfully before vibing along the music.

You were too busy dancing with your friend that you failed to notice a pair of eyes glaring at your way. Christian gritted his teeth while his eyes fixed at your moving body. You were busy with your exams,weren’t you? You couldn’t come to the bridge this evening and there you were dancing among some random men.

“don’t glare at her dude…just talk and sort things out..and you know how to do thaat!” Reece said patted his back. Christian’s eyes travelled to you again. You didn’t look drunk a bit. Your black dress wrapping up all the curves of your body perfectly before reaching your knees. That V neck line showing off a glimpse of your cleavage and it didn’t help his situation at all. His jaw clenched before walking up to the dance floor.

You flinched when you felt a pair of hands snaked around your waist before pulling you closer to his body. You trembled hearing his voice behind you.

“so we were busy with exams,huh?”

“Pu-Pulisic…” a cry slipped out when he grinded against your body purposefully.

“Why to lie when you could easily say on my face that you didn’t feel like giving your time to me..” he whispered,no,more like a complaint in your ear as his hands ran over your sides slowly,taking his time. Letting his fingers explore your smooth curves. His touch felt so.. So different this time. A bit purposive,more like the touches of flame.

“I-i..Jule forced me coming out.. Really..”you lied. He smiled. He knew you like his palm. He knew what a terrible liar you were.

“You’ve been avoiding me..” he mentioned brushing his nose against your neck. Your breath hitched,"I-I didn't!" You managed to utter those words. Your face turning all red. Your body set on fire. Yes,you wanted him. Wanted this so bad.

"Then?"

"It'-it's just i'm being a bit busy nowadays.." You mumbled. He grinded against you again before turning you around to face him. Your eyes quickly drifted to your feet. You were not ready to tell him yet. You never planned to tell him those actually. How could you face him or lie looking into his eyes?

“y/n..”he stated pulling up your chin so his eyes could look into yours. He smiled seeing how your eyes trying to hide the embarrassment. How your cheeks turned so rosey all of a sudden. How your body was reacting to his feather touches. You wanted him the way he wanted you. Definitely.

“Did I do something to offend you?I mean-I’m always ready to mend up things you know?ju- just tell me so I cou-“

“I-I-Jules been looking for me..i-I wanna go home!" You cut him off pushing him with your hands. But to your surprise, he grabbed one of your elbows and pulled you into his arm. Your chest against his. You blushed wildly. You loved this side of Christian.

"Wha-what are you doing!" you almost screamed out in shock. This was not the Christian you knew!But you loved this. You knew you wouldn’t be able to keep your grounds for so long against this side of him. You would end up breaking everything. The friendship.

"I want answers.." he demanded as his hand started caressing your thighs. You moaned. You wondered when his fingers manage to slip under your dress. And how easily and how comfortably he slipped his hand to caress your thighs!You wondered if that was just for him being horny or needy today. There was not a single reason for him to fake his feelings towards you now. So he let his emotions speak for himself. He wanted you.

"Y/N.." he muttered under his breath while moving his face closer to yours by inches.

"I-I Don't want it,Christian!St-stop!" you growled and pushed him again. Your eyes all teary, "Do you fucking think me as one of those girls, Christian! I am-I'm not like them for you! Don't think me I'm easy to-easy to Fuck!" you yelled out at him, enough for him to hear your vent despite the high volume music playing on.

"Y/N!It's not! It's not about fuck!I swear-I-I"

You shook your head. Not wanting to hear any words from him. So you quickly ran away from him to find Jule and left the bar without any delay. Without any second look at him.Jule shook her head in disappointment and looked at Christian standing alone in the dance floor. All broken.

Christian bit his lips in anger. That was how you thought of him? A man to look around for fucks. A man to fuck around his friends for enjoyment? She thought him to be a fuckboy out of all these men there!

He could swear that you felt exactly the way he felt around you. How your body reacted. Your eyes. They never lied. He saw excitement,shyness and appreciation in your eyes for him. Or maybe his mind made all these things on it's own?

Should he go after you? Apologise?why he should?or maybe he should?maybe because he never had the chance to say those words to her. At least she could have given him a chance?maybe two minutes? To express his feelings towards you?Was it the end of your friendship? His vision got hazy sitting on the chair.

His phone beeped. He grimaced.

Reece: Just go and tell that you like her. It's now or never,dude. Thumbs up!

He would. He decided. He would give this at least one last try. Chasing after you.

#christian pulisic #chelsea fc #reece james #football imagine #football one shot #ben chilwell #mason mount #christian pulisic imagine #christian pulisic x reader #christian pulisic x you

[footballerimaginess]

A Halloween Baby

credit to @football-and-fanfics for the gif!

HALLOWEEK  9. “A Halloween baby oops”  Reece James  Word Count: 1,085  Early hours of the morning, you felt a mild pain in your lower back but that was to be expected due to being 36 weeks pregnant.  You let out a sigh as you couldn’t get back to sleep at all, heaving yourself  across to the other side of your body. 

“Fuck sake” you groaned as you sat on the side of the bed as there was no way you were getting back to sleep anytime soon.  “What’s up?” you heard behind you as you turned around to see a sleepy Reece looking at you from under the thick duvet.  “I don’t feel very well, I can’t sleep” you turned to see him.  “Oh sorry, you should have woken me up” he mumbled as he yawned.  “To do what exactly? you get some sleep darling. I am going to try and rest downstairs” you leaned in and kissed him.  “No stay here babe, you don’t need to go downstairs. Just try and get comfy with me” you nodded as you cuddled against him.  You managed to get a few more hours of sleep before you started to feel some pain again.  Trying your hardest to sit up once again. “Fuck” you groaned as you felt Reece beside you stir in his sleep.  Grabbing your phone beside you, timing what you thought were contractions.  “Reece” you whispered, shoving his arm to try and wake him up.  “Reece, wake up” you cleared your throat as you spoke slightly louder this time in hope to wake him up.  “What?” he groaned out loud.  “I i sorry-” you mumbled as a tear rolled down your face.  “What?” he replied again.  “I think I am in labour, my contractions have started” you muttered as you watched him jump up from the bed.  “Sorry, right what do we do? you are early? fuck- we are going to become parents. Fuck” he panicked as he couldn’t stop talking.  “Stop panicking you, just help me up. I feel like I need to piss, help me up” you groaned as you struggled to lift your body up.  “Thank you” you mumbled as he helped you up as you waddled to the bathroom to use the bathroom.  Reece didn’t know what to do with himself, his mind had gone blank. Completely blank.  “Come babe, let’s get you to hospital huh? this little man is ready to come earlier than expected” you laughed as you grabbed onto his arm to steady yourself.  You jumped in the car and headed to the hospital as Reece put the bags in the car, luckily you had already packed the hospital bags.  “How far apart are they?” he asked as he buckled his seat belt up.  “I don’t know, close together now than they were hours ago. I don’t know Reece. Stop asking questions” you laughed as he drove.  The drive felt like it took an eternity and you couldn’t get there any quicker it seemed.  “Here we are ”he smiled as he helped you out of the car.  “Thanks, ready for baby James?” you smiled as he rubbed your bump.  “I think I am ready” he smiled as you grabbed his hand and walked into the ward where you were eventually taken to your room.  The nerves were well and truly kicking in now as you felt a contraction coming on. You got to your bed and met your midwife again as Reece made himself at home.  “What you doing? I am sure I’m having the baby not you” you laughed as you watched him laying down on the chair.  “What else should I be doing?” he asked as you shook your head.  “Nothing, being supportive would help. But this labour could go on forever” you reassured him as the midwife came in and checked you over.  “You are 5 centimetres dilated, should try and rest before the contractions really start” you nodded.  “Course, thank you” you nodded as you tried your best to relax, easier said than done. “Reece can you come here please” you pouted as you waved at him, barely answering you as he had his headphones in.  “It hurts” you whispered as you grabbed hold of his hand as tightly as you could.  “Breathe in and out for me, do you want an epidural?” he asked you as you shook your head.  “When I am ready I will, but it hurts so fucking bad” you sighed as you cried into his arms as another contraction arrived.  “I got you” he whispered against your bare shoulder as he placed a kiss gently on your shoulder blade.  The last few hours had passed and you were absolutely exhausted, you only had a bit of energy left in you.  “y/n you are 9 centimetres left, so I want you to push for me as I can see the head” the midwife grinned.  “Come on baby, you can do this. One final push baby” you pushed as hard as you could as Reece was there by your side every step of the way.  “Here we go” your midwife cried as a shriek came from your baby as he entered the world. “Oh my god, you did it darling. You did it” you felt the biggest relief as you felt tears flowing down your face as your baby is put on your chest.  “Congratulations on the birth of your beautiful baby” the midwife smiled as you couldn’t keep your eyes off of your newborn baby.  “He looks just like you” you mumbled as Reece cooed over his baby.  “I just need to check him over and weigh him, can I take him for a moment?” you nodded as she took him off of you and did what she needed to do.  “I am so proud of you darling ”he whispered as he wiped your head as your hair was all over the place.  “A Halloween baby, oops” your midwife laughed as you checked your phone.  “Oh wow, he is ”you smirked.  “Looks like a Halloween party every year” Reece smirked as he gently kissed the top of your head before taking his newborn in his arms. “Welcome little one, Theodore” Reece whispered as you nodded in agreement.  “He looks perfect, our little Theodore Reece James” you cooed as you yawned loudly.  “Have a little rest darling, I will have him” you nodded as you tried to get comfy.  “Thank you baby, you are amazing” you grinned as you watched him with Reece who looked perfect with a baby in his arms. 

yourinstagram and reecejames: Welcome to the world Theodore Reece James born on Halloween, 4 weeks early. The cutest little baby, so proud to call you mine 💙 view 862 other comments  reecejames: love our little Theo, so proud of you!!  rlc: Congratulations to you both!  masonmount: Congratulations 💙 sasha_rebecca: So cute, congratulations you two!  Taglist: @footballffbarbiex @footballxixstars @odegaardsblues @penguintransporter​ @football-and-fanfics​ let me know if you want to be tagged! 

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[she-lives-in-her-dreams]

Swipe City Chapter 5:Dating with a Twist

Disclaimer: I do not know any celebrities in this story.  I’ve been super sick for a week; thus, this is not proofread. I’m not from nor have been to London; so, I apologize if I use American terms when writing a Brit character. 

Please let me know if you guys have any interest in this story continuing. I’m not receiving a lot of feedback and feel like this story is a bit of a flop. 

@mountpulisic​ @mllynne​ @luminous-99​ @alwaysclassyeagle

       Christian is nervous–no, he is beyond nervous. A level of nervousness that he doesn’t know how to describe in English nor in German.  It’s Wednesday and in exactly  30 minutes, he is going to be sitting in a small, local  pub with Y/N for a lunch date. He is mentally trying to prepare  himself for any reaction she may have to his identity. 

        In a flat across West London, Y/N is nervously fixing her makeup and trying not to vomit. It’s out of character for her to go on a date with man she has never videochatted with much less never even seen pictures of.  The thought runs through her mind to cancel the date and ask for a videochat before rescheduling it.  The notion disappears as quickly as it appeared–the move to London had been one she promised herself would be about adventures and a fresh start. A clean slate she knows has to include some risks that are out of her comfort zone. Besides, if Chris–hopefully that is his real name– is a serial killer, she did activate her location on her phone, has a secret code arranged with her friends back home, and an agreed upon check-in time. 

    The 30 minutes past quickly for both Christian and Y/N, and before either knows it the pub  is in their views.  Y/N arrives first–always one for arriving early to avoid having to approach her dates.  She chooses a corner high-top table and quickly texts Chris where she is seated. The pub is not busy at all which makes her sigh in relief and give thanks that Chris asked for a lunch date rather than a dinner when the evening crowd would surely have overwhelmed her senses with all the noise. 

    Christian arrives at the pub exactly 5 minutes before the arranged time. He checks his phone and finds a missed text from Y/N with information about their seating arrangement. Christian clutches the bouquet of tulips tightly as he pulls the pub’s entrance door. His coffee colored eyes search the corner high-top tables for the lavender sweater y/n said she would be wearing. 

     The instant they land on the woman in the corner’s lavender sweater, his eyes still. Her head is tilted down looking at her phone. Before Christian can even process what is happening, his feet have moved him across the pub to standing in front of y/n. He clears his throat to get her attention and when her eyes lift to meet his own, Christian feels his breath catch. He has always believed that no matter the color of someone’s eyes, you could tell a lot about the person just by looking into their eyes ; and in this moment, all Christian can tell about y/n from her eyes is that he never wants to stop looking into them. 

     Y/N hears the clearing of the throat and looks up. In front of her is an absolutely breath-taking man. His boyishly handsome face with the shy smile and dimple cause her heart to race. For a second, there are no words spoken.  Christian clears his throat again and forces himself to speak. 

“Hi, Y/N. I’m Chris.” The shy smile never leaving his face. 

Y/N stands to greet him but hesitates awkwardly. Does she give him a handshake? A hug? What is the tradition for dates now? God, she hates dating. 

Christian makes the decision for her as she speaks her name by moving closer and opening his arms for a gentle hug. After several phone conversations and hours of texts, he feels that he knows y/n and a hug is the only acceptable greeting for someone he already feels safe with. 

Though the hug is short, it is warm and soothing to both. As the two separate, both recognize the noticeable loss of warmth and comfort. 

“It’s really great to meet you in person. I hope you don’t mind, but I remembered you saying you loved these; so, I picked these up for you.”  Christian says shyly as he hands y/n the flowers. Her smile widens– she mentioned these flowers during their second conversation when he was trying to figure out which flowers to send his mother for her birthday. 

“Wow, Chris! That is so thoughtful of you.”  Y/N tries not to gasp–a man significantly younger than her put more effort into their first date than any other man had during a committed relationship. 

As the date progresses, Christian realizes the pub is becoming busier. He tries not to panic and attempts to calm himself by remembering  he doesn’t get recognized as much as Mason or Reece especially when he is out without them. It’s not that he wants to lie to Y/N, he just knows he wants to tell her in his own nonpublic way. 

    Christian feels a sense of relief when it is not until y/n is in the restroom that he is approached by an older man asking for an autograph and picture for his young grandson. The interaction is swift and when the man sees y/n approaching the table again, he thanks Christian, winks at him, and promptly walks away. Christian thanks his God for this small miracle.

“It’s getting to be a bit late. Unfortunately, I need to go back to work.” Y/N says with a sigh. It was the one part of a lunch date that had made her hesitate– she had to come to the date in her professional clothing and was limited to a few hours before she would need to return. 

  Christian smiles a bit sadly. “I hate that it has to end so quickly, but I understand not everyone is off today like me.”  

     After beckoning the waiter over and handing him his card to pay for their date, Christian swallows the lump forming in his throat. “I had a really great time and would like to see you again, if you are open to it.” 

Y/N feels the heat in her face. “I would love to see you again.” 

    After receiving his card and helping y/n to put her jacket on, Christian escorts Y/N  out into the chilly weather to catch her waiting  taxi.  Already anticipating her next move, Christian rushes around Y/N to open the taxi’s door and help her into it. 

    Feeling somewhat empowered by the man’s consistent gentlemanly ways, Y/N leans over and presses a soft kiss to Christian’s cheek as she enters the taxi.

“Let me know when you are available.” She whispers after thanking him again for the date. 

     As the taxi pulls away, Christian touching his kissed cheek, a man steps into his peripheral vision.  The man begins to speak causing Christian to turn his head in the gentleman’s direction.

“Son, you have the same look on your face that I had when I met future wife, when my son-in-law looks at my daughter, and when my son looks at his wife. I hope it works out for you because I would love to say I witnessed the first date of Christian Pulisic and his wife.” 

     Quickly recognizing the man as the guy from the bar who asked for the autograph and photo, Christian responds nervously. 

“She is great, but was it really that awkward and obvious it was a first date?” 

     The grandfatherly man laughs. “You are standing in the cold holding your cheek from a little peck. I think that makes it obvious. Good luck on Sunday, Pulisic. I’ll be cheering for you in more than one way!” The man continues to laugh as he walks away leaving Christian with a glowing red face. 

Christian touches his kissed cheek again and thinks how much like a romcom this is turning out to be. 

#football imagine #football x reader #christian pulisic x y/n #christian pulisic x reader #christian pulisic fanfic #mason mount x oc #reece james #reece james x reader #soccer fanfiction

[sheainlondon]

ASTRONOMY - A CHELSEA FC LOVE TRIANGLE || R. JAMES & B. CHILWELL

as much as it seems

like you own my heart

it’s astronomy.

we’re two worlds apart.

(gif isn’t mine , credit to whoever made it! xx)

“stop denying what you love.”

COMING SOON

a/n: i see almost no writing for these two!! at the same time, i feel as if it’s an interesting pair but i also believe a storyline with them would have so much potential. i hope you all enjoy!

CHAPTER 1 (COMING SOON)

#chelsea fc #football imagine #cfc #football fanfic #reece james #ben chilwell #chelsea #premier league #cesar azpilicueta #jorginho #timo werner #hakim ziyech #kai havertz #mason mount #sophia weber

[mxsonxmountx]

✨blessed🥵🤩✨

#mason mount one shot #mason mount imagine #mason mount x reader #mason mount blurb #mason mount fluff #mason mount #mm imagine #mmount #mm #mm19 #reece james #rj24 #rj #chelsea football team #chelsea fc #chelsea #england nt

[mountsies]

favorite person

summary: the one where mason loves your daughter and she is more than happy to have him as her father.

warnings: fem!reader x mason mount, english is not my first language, none at all just pure fluff, established relationship, stepdad!mason

word counting: 4,1k 

authors note: hello guys!! this is my first time writing for mason and my first time ever publishing something of mine, so please be kind and if you like let me know, any feedback is appreciated! hope you enjoy it!

“Mummy, can we have pancakes?”

You snorted as you struggled to find your keys without dropping the little girl in your arms. As you finally managed to crack the apartment door open, you scrunched down to let Maya run straight to the living room. 

“No pancakes sweetheart, it’s almost dinner time.” You said leaving your and your daughter’s nursery bag on the couch, leaning down at her height when you saw her pouted lips. “We can have them for breakfast tomorrow, what do you think?”

Maya smiled big, nodding her head and you felt your heart swell at that sight. Almost five years and you still couldn’t believe that you managed to create the most beautiful and amazing child. It was difficult at the beginning, being just you and the baby you find out you were expecting from a man that clearly wanted nothing to do with you too. So many times you thought of giving up, but just looking at your daughter’s features and that feeling would go away in a second. 

Being a single mom was really difficult, but you were glad you had the support you needed from your family and loved ones.

“Can I watch The Little Mermaid?�� Maya asked, her big emerald eyes looking at you just like a lost puppy, and to that you couldn’t say no. 

“Of course baby, but let’s get changed first.”

After you changed Maya and yourself in comfortable clothes, you put her favorite movie on TV and went to the kitchen to start preparing dinner. You got carried away humming the songs from Little Mermaid that you already knew by heart and smiling listening to your daughter singing along too. Your attention was caught by your phone vibrating in the kitchen island, and when you saw your boyfriend's name popping up on the screen your smile just got bigger.

After that quickly chit chat with Mason, you focused on cutting the vegetables again. And after twenty minutes, you could hear the front door unlocking and Maya fussing in the living room, running straight to greet her favorite person.

“Masey!” She screamed in happiness, hugging his legs with her small arms.

Mason managed to scrunch down with the supermarket bags still in his hands, almost falling when Maya jumped to hug him tightly. A breathy laugh leaving his lips, hugging her back sideways with his free arm. “Hello princess, how are you?” You felt your stomach flutter with butterflies when you saw his brown chocolate eyes shining with pure love while talking to your babygirl. 

You’ve met Mason a few years ago, Declan was the one to introduce you both. It didn’t take too much for you to fall for him, his charm and beautiful smile along with his cocky and funny jokes was enough to make your heart beat a little faster. But you also learned he could be a little shy, just when he asked you out for the first time and stuttered between his words and that made you fall for him even more. 

At that time, you were really scared to be involved with someone else having a three year old to take care of, you were afraid to introduce new people into Maya’s life, mainly men - even if you haven’t been with anyone since her birth. But Mason was a prince from your dreams, literally. Still to this day you remembered how his eyes shined when he first met your daughter, how caring he was to her, always asking what she liked to do and to watch, and for Maya it wasn't different. She loved him from the beginning; they were attached to the hip, she loved to see him playing football, running around with him saying she would be a footballer just like him. 

You couldn’t wish for someone better, Mason was really the man from your dreams and you loved him with your entire heart. And you knew, just by the look in his eyes, that the feeling was reciprocated. 

“I drew you in class today!” Maya said with her biggest grin, “Do you wanna see it?” She was jumping excitedly.

“Of course I wanna see it!” He beamed at her, and not long enough Maya ran to her room looking for her drawing.

With that, Mason walked over to you, his lips tucked in a smile that made your knees weak. Leaving the bags on the counter top, he approached you sliding his arms around your waist and leaning a few inches closer to your face, his eyes scanning your features and making your cheeks blush a little. “Well, hello to you too, pretty girl.”

“Hi, Mase.” You said with a grin before leaning and pressing your lips to his in a sweet kiss, the tip of his tongue pressing around your lower lip and you let him deepen the kiss, your arms locking around his shoulders as your hands found his short locks. You hummed in content, letting you get distracted by your boyfriend kissing you. “Missed you.” You whispered after parting your lips from his.

“I missed you too, babe.” He pouted and you smiled, peppering kisses along his face, hearing him laugh and squeeze your waist. 

Mason had a crazy schedule being a footballer and with you not working from home everyday tended to be quite hard to see each other every other day, especially since you haven’t moved in with him yet.  That was something both of you discussed a few times, Mason would always ask why you haven’t moved to his house already, claiming that the house was too big for him and he needed you and Maya there with him. You never gave him a full answer, because even if you knew him completely for over two years and loved him as much as you do, you were still scared of something that even yourself couldn’t tell right what it was.

 You were both interrupted by a very excited Maya running back from her room, her drawing already in her hands as she pointed to it. “Masey, look! I draw you, me and mummy!” Mason stepped away from you, groaning a little while lifting the little girl in his arms, the smile never leaving his face. 

“Wow, it looks amazing!” He gasped, looking in awe at the paper in his hands as if it was the most beautiful peace of art he ever saw.. “Aren’t you an artist yourself, Miss Maya?”

She squeaked and laughed when Mason tickled her side, “Did you like it?” Your daughter dared to ask, looking anxious for his answer. 

“Of course, baby, I loved it. Can I keep it?” 

“Yes!” She almost yelled, clapping her hands and making the three of you laugh. 

You walked over to the counter top, back to finish cutting the vegetables and some ingredients so you could finally eat dinner. You could hear Mason and Maya chatting about their days, your daughter telling him about how she learned new things at school and your boyfriend always being so attentive to what she was saying. They kept talking until your little girl asked if he could play with her, and he immediately said yes. She ran to her room again to gather her toys and you felt Mason’s arms wrapped around your waist and you leaned your back against his chest.

“How was your day?” He asked softly, kissing your neck and making you shivered against his lips.

“Mhmm, it was good. Didn’t have too much paperwork to do, so it was kinda peaceful.” You answered, maneuvering some pans to the stove. “How about yours?”

“Tiring.” He sighed dramatically, which made you snort. “But I managed to nutmeg Reece for the first time in my life, so I guess it was good.” 

You both laughed at that, and after you finished the dishes you turned around, your arms wrapping around his shoulders again. “What an achievement!” You said with sarcasm in your voice and he rolled his eyes.

“Actually, it is a big achievement, so I deserve a reward.” Mason grinned and that was your time to roll your eyes at him.

“A reward? For nutmeg Reece?” You raised your eyebrows and just scoffed at him, trying to turn around to the stove but Mason was faster placing his hands at the kitchen counter, on the both sides of your hips, locking you there.

“Please?” He asked you with a put on his lips and the puppy eyes he knew you couldn’t resist.

Another eye roll from you but this time with a breathy laugh, as you leaned in pressing your lips against his in a chaste kiss. He frowned at you when you parted, making you laugh. “I gave you a reward, so now let me go so I can finish dinner.”

“That was not the reward I was talking about.” The smirk on Mason’s lips and the way his eyes darkened a little was enough to understand what he was talking about. You gasped at his words, slapping his arm and moving away from him.

“Get out you perv,” Mason laughed at you, giving your bum a squeeze and you turned to him with eyes widened. “Mason!”

“Sorry babes, it’s just hard to resist.” You narrowed your eyes at him, ignoring the way your heart beat fastened and your cheeks blushing, trying not to get worked up at the wrong moment.

Neither one of you said anything anymore as Maya came back with her toys in hand, demanding that Mason go to the living room to play with her. You just smiled seeing your boyfriend agree with your girl and went play with her as you worked on finishing dinner. It didn’t take and the dinner was ready, the three of you eating together and making small talks between the meal. Maya excitedly talked about going to the park the next morning just as you planned all week.

After finishing dinner, all three of you now were cuddling on the sofa while watching some film that wasn’t The Little Mermaid anymore. Maya was already fast asleep in Mason’s lap, her head resting against his chest and his arm around her, while you had your head resting against his shoulder. You took a look at your daughter, your heart swelling at the sight of Mason holding her so safe. It always made you feel things when Mason was holding Maya, the way he was so caring and attentive to her was one of the many reasons you fell harder for him every passing day.

“I should put her in bed, “ You began whispering, already getting up from your spot but Mason Just Shook his head.

“Stay Y/N/N, I’ll do it.” He whispered back, a sweet smile on his lips. 

And just as Mason was about to get up from his position, Maya sensed the change of positions and stiffed in his arms, gripping his hoodie with her small hands. But what made you two completely froze in spot was when you heard her soft voice saying, “Daddy, no.”

Mason looked at you with eyes widened, his heart beating faster in his chest, you stood there in the same shock as him, not sure what to say or do. He cleared his throat after what it was two or three minutes, caressing her hair in assurance. “It’s okay princess, just going to put you in bed, okay?” At that, Maya just hummed and got back to her peaceful sleep and Mason managed to get up with her, smiling at you before walking to your daughter’s bedroom.

You sat back on the sofa, your heartbeat a little faster than usual as you tried to comprehend what just happened. Ever since you found out you were pregnant, Maya’s progenitor didn’t want anything to do with your pregnancy, he rejected you and your daughter, and you knew it would be hard to raise a child on your own, but you never gave up. Maya knew she wasn’t like other kids that had a mum and dad at home, and you struggle to not let your daughter down because she didn’t have a father figure in her life. That’s why it took you months to introduce Mason into her life, because if he was like other men you got involved with, it had no point in that.

But Maya was intelligent for someone so little, although sometimes she asked you why she didn’t have a dad, it never took a toll on her. You worked hard to give your daughter everything she needed, even if you had to be mum and dad at the same time. But you knew sometimes she missed it, even if didn’t show it directly to you. 

When Mason came into Maya’s life you knew something changed, for all the three of you. It wasn’t the same to have a dad and mum, but she had Masey to hold her hand when she needed, to swing her in the park, to build a snowman when winter comes around, someone you know that both of you could trust with your heart and soul. Knowing Maya was starting to see Mason as a father figure made you emotional, because the fact that she loved and trusted him enough for that made you also relieved. 

Relieved because you knew Mason was the man of your life. Two years together was enough for you to know that you wanted a life and so much more by his side.

“She’s a light sleeper, isn’t she?” Mason’s voice startled you, as you were so lost in your thoughts to notice he was back. He smiled at you, seating comfortably by your side and opening his arms for you to cuddle him.

You smiled and hummed, cuddling on his side, your head leaned on his chest as one of his arms were around your waist and the other caressed your hair. Both of you stayed in silence for a few minutes, the film still playing but none of you paying attention to it.

“Did she just call me daddy?” Mason asked in a small voice, making you shift slightly to look up at him. Looking from close, you could see his eyes tearing up a little and that made your chest swell at his reaction. “I’m sorry, it’s just-” He was about to excuse himself when you kissed his lips.

“Mase… It’s okay,” You ran your fingers against his jaw, feeling his beard tickle you a little. You were not sure what to say, so you leaned to kiss him again this time more passionately. Your mouth opened so he could deepen the kiss, feeling his soft against yours and making your stomach flutter. 

He gave you a few more kisses, making you both smile between them. “I liked it.” He whispered, eyes looking into yours.

“What?”

“That she called me her daddy.” He said, his cheeks turning slightly pink. “I always dreamed of having a girl, you know. And I love her, just as much as I love you.” He caressed your cheeks this time, making you give in to his touch.

“We love you too.” You whispered, “So much.” You kissed him again, earning a chuckle from him. “And I think she likes having a daddy, too.”

The next morning, you woke up at giggles and plates rattling in the kitchen. You soon got up from bed, not wanting your kitchen to turn into a warzone as you knew Mason and Maya had no cooking skills. When you entered the kitchen, Maya was standing in a stool with Mason behind her, securing for her not to fall whilst your daughter tried hard to mix the ingredients for pancakes in a bowl. You couldn’t resist the need to capture this moment, so you took some photos of them with your phone before Maya noticed you in the room.

“Mummy!” She exclaimed excitedly, asking Mason to put her down and she came running to you. “We’re making pancakes!” 

You scrunched down to hold her in your arms, hugging her tight and giving her a kiss on the cheek. “Good morning baby, did you sleep well?” You beamed at her when she kissed your cheek back. 

“Yes I did,” She looked at you with her big emerald eyes, shining with joy. “Masey is teaching me how to make pancakes.” Maya exclaimed with a big grin, looking between you and Mason.

When you looked at him with raised eyebrows, it seemed like she forgot what happened that night, but none of you said anything. “Well, is he teaching you right?” 

Maya nodded fiercely, making both of you laugh a little as you put her back in the stool and went to give your boyfriend a good morning kiss. “Slept well, babe?” He asked you in a sweet tone and you nodded, giving him another kiss.

The three of you spent the morning making various pancake flavors, with fruits and chocolate, until Maya started asking what time you were going to the park. After giving her a shower and choosing a comfortable outfit for the day, you too got in comfortable clothes and asked Maya to gather the toys she wanted to take with her. 

“Are you okay?” You managed to ask Mason when he was waiting for you in the living room, seeming a bit off this morning.

“Yeah babe, I’m fine.” He smiled at you and kissed your cheek, but you could sense that something was off. And you knew it was because of the way Maya called him this morning.

You sighed but your thoughts were interrupted when Maya came back from her room with her bag of legos in one hand and football in another. That made you laugh a little, and when Mason turned to see why he let a breathy laugh escaped his lips.

“Is that all, honey?” You asked, already taking your purse from the sofa.

“Yes, mummy!”

And with that the three of you managed to leave your flat, Mason driving to the park that was near to your neighborhood. 

The day went more than satisfying, Maya played with all of the other kids at the park and when she got tired of them she asked if Mason could play football with her, and to that he obviously said yes. You captured some pics and videos of them playing, laughing when your daughter managed to score goals against your boyfriend, and he turned out to be more competitive than you thought he would, scoring goals against Maya making her whining in protest. 

And when evening came and Maya started to whine about wanting to go home, you and Mason gathered her toys and he drove back to your flat, stopping at a drive thru to get something so you all could have lunch at home. 

The three of you were now seated on the living room floor, eating the take outs Mason had bought from the way home. Maya was having the time of her life while eating her chips, and when Mason stole one of her she looked at him and frowned. He laughed and stole another one, making your daughter whine in protest.

“Daddy, stop stealing my chips!”

And there it was again, his heart beating faster as he stopped in his place. You look up at him, his eyes watering again as he just stood there not knowing what to say. Silence took place and Maya felt that something had changed, because when she looked up at Mason and saw his tearing eyes she shrugged and looked back at you.

“Did I say something wrong?” She asked in a small voice, looking between you and Mason searching for an answer.

“No baby, of course not.” Mason said, reaching for the little girl and holding her in his lap. “You didn’t say anything wrong, don’t worry.” He gave her a reassuring smile.

“But why are you crying?” She asked, her eyebrows frowned still not understanding. 

Mason looked at you, searching for help as he didn’t know how to speak to Maya about that. You smiled at him and sat closer to both of them, your hands caressing your baby girl hair.

“Baby, would you like Mase to be your dad?” You asked softly, but feeling your heart beat faster too when Maya gave you the most beautiful smile you had ever seen in her face.

“Yes!” She squeaked, clapping her hands whilst shifting in Mason’s lap to look up at him. “Masey, would you like to be my daddy?” She asked him, her emerald eyes shining with the idea of having him as her father. Mason looked at you, this time the tears running down his cheeks as he nodded to Maya.

“Of course princess, I would love that!” Maya yelled with such excitement, hugging Mason tightly and he didn’t waste any time in reciprocate, hugging her just as tight. The look he gave you made your knees weak and the butterflies in your stomach flutter in. You could feel the tears running down your cheeks too, and you went to hug them too. 

Maya was only four years old but she was more intelligent than other people, and that evening she proved it to you one more time. She knew Mason wasn’t her biological father, but the bond they had built within those last two years of your relationship was enough for you to know that he was the one designed to be her father. 

The three of you spent the evening watching films and playing around, Maya was more than happy every time she said “daddy, look!” to something that caught her attention and Mason giving his attention straight to her.

That night, Mason tucked her in bed again, having a small conversation with Maya whilst rearranging her blankets in the small bed. You leaned against the door frame, watching them both with your heart at ease with the sight of the man of your life with your bundle of joy.

“Yeah, I promise I’ll pick you up from school next week.” He said to her, a lovingly smile on his face when Maya grinned. “Now go to sleep honey, it’s already past bedtime.”

“Good night daddy, I love you.” Maya said with a small voice, eyes already closing. 

Mason kissed her forehead, tucking her hair behind her ear and saying “Good night princess, I love you too.”

After tucking Maya in bed, you and Mason went to your bedroom and as soon as he closed the door, he let out a breathy laugh and shook his head. “I’m the most lucky man in the whole fucking world.” He said and you laughed, shaking your head while finishing your skincare night routine.

Mason hugged you from behind, peppering kisses along your shoulder and neck. “I love you so much.” He whispered, and you smiled, turning around and not wasting time in kissing him properly.

Your hands found his hair and his hands found your hips, squeezing it when he felt your tongue against his. You hummed in response, pushing him closer to you whilst your hands traveled up and down caressing his back. “I love you too, Mase.” You whispered when you two parted, appreciating his beautiful features.

“Move in with me, please Y/N,” Mason pleaded you, his forehead against yours as your heart missed one beat. “I can’t live without you anymore.” His tone made you shiver, and at the moment when you noticed that he was talking about you and your daughter, all of your worries disappeared in one motion.

“Okay.” You whispered to him, smiling when he pulled away to look in your eyes. “I move in with you. We can’t live without you anymore either.” The smile he gave you made your whole night.

He started peppering kisses along your face, your cheeks, your nose, your jaw, your eyes, and all you could do was laugh. Mason laid you on bed, fitting between your legs and still kissing everywhere he could get.

“Thank you, thank you so much.” His voice was so sweet and that made you feel giddy, opening your eyes to look at his brown chocolate ones.

“Thank you Mase, for making us so happy.”

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