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double-hoe-seven · 1 year

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Come here often?

Request: “hiya! may i please request a Richard Montlaur fic where he keeps flirting with their team doctor or physiotherapist of some kind 💘” Pairing: Richard Montlaur x Reader Word Count: 575

“Hey, you’re good with tech, right?” Richard asked as he walked into the treatment room. “I’m decent with it, why?” You ask as you tidy up a few things. “I’m having a problem with my cell.” He says before adding “it seems to be missing your number.” You don’t have to look at him to know he has a big grin on his face. You can hear it in his voice, yet you still turn to face him with a slightly amused smile. “Better than the last one, eh?” He asks proudly. “I’ll rate that pick up line a 7/10.” You tease. “I’ll get to 10, and then I’m taking you on the best date of your life.” He says confidently. “Just remember that your first attempt and picking me up was asking if I came here, the place where I work, often.” You remind him with a grin. Dramatically, he slumps his shoulders, hangs his head and leaves, letting out an even more dramatic sigh as he passed Colin on his way out.

“You’re still making him work for it?” Colin asks as he hops onto the table and lies on his stomach. “I’m still trying to figure out if going out with anyone on the team will endanger my job.” You hum, starting to work on his newest strain. “I don’t-ow-don’t think it’d be that bad. Rebecca likes you, the rest of the guys like you, you do your job.” Colin says. “And if we were to break up?” You question. “When did you become a pessimist?” Colin asks, groaning at the pressure you put on his injury. “I just think you should go for it. He very obviously likes you and you are so bad at hiding how much you like him. He comes in every day with a new pickup line for you to rate and has been for what? A month? Two?” “It’s been about six weeks.” You hum thoughtfully.

You ran into Richard again the next morning when you both happened to be heading inside at the same time. “Do you come here often?” He asks with a confident grin as he holds the door open for you. “Expecting that to work the second time around, huh?” You ask with a quiet laugh and a grin. “Nope, but I knew it would show me your smile that’s so bright it puts the sunrise to shame.” He says coolly, watching for your reaction. “Fuck me, that was amazing.” You mutter, stopping in your tracks to process it. “So, dinner this weekend?” He asks hopefully. “Friday night?” You ask. “Parfait!” He exclaims excitedly with a bright smile. “I’ll pick you up at 7!” He calls, already running to the locker room to no doubt tell everyone, leaving you there laughing quietly at the adorableness of his excitement. “Well, I’ll be...” Ted says from behind you. He has a big, pleasantly surprised grin on his face. “I really thought I’d be waiting until the cows came home for y’all to end up together and now I get to witness it? I am just tickled pink.” He says happily. “I have questions about some of what you just said, Ted.” You say with a chuckle. “Cows are slow and take forever to do anything. As for the tickled pink, that one’s easy: when you get tickled, you laugh so hard you turn pink.” He says. “Did that answer the questions?” “It did, actually, thank you.” You hum. “So, am I gonna get an invitation to this wedding?” Ted jokes.

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double-hoe-seven · 2 years

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Positive Positive

Summary: A dozen positives confirm the news, now you just have to tell your boyfriend the big news. But how? Couple: Jan Maas x Reader Word Count: 2,050 Warnings: Pregnancy, positive pregnancy test, general early pregnancy angst Fandom: Ted Lasso Rating: Fluff/Angst-ish

"Hey, I'm back with a few more tests," Colin called out as he walked into your apartment with a bag from the corner store around the way. "Thank you," you said quickly as you took the bag and rushed back to the bathroom, closing the door behind you. "You know if you keep this up, I might have to buy stock in some of these companies, earn some extra money," he joked, chuckling to himself. "Colin this isn't funny! I need one of these to be negative!" You exclaimed with a frustrated huff. "Why though? What's so bad about it? I mean, you've got your shit together and Jan has, um, he's in the top five of Richmond players that have or are getting their shit together," he tried to sound reassuring but you both knew he was out of his element with this.

You remained silent for several long minutes before answering him "I don't want this to be the reason something happens to Richmond. I don't want it to be my fault that the team loses or that Jan's focus isn't on the game. I don't want him to think I'm trying to trap him in this relationship, and I don't want to cause tension between us or him and the team and I don't want him to think he has to pick one or the other. I don't want Jan to end up resenting me or this baby later on, I don't want him to give up football or Richmond or anything." Once your sad, little rant was over, all that could be heard in the silence was a few small sniffles.

"Can I come in?" He asked softly, giving it a minute before opening the door. Colin sat on the floor beside you and handed you a tissue "Jan's great with kids, y'know, they like that they can climb him like a tree, and he likes that they think the same as him." A small, hiccupy laugh escaped you as you wiped your eyes "Colin come on." "I'm pretty sure I've heard him say on at least one occasion that he wants kids, I remember because I said 'I hope they look more like their mom than you' and he scoffed at me," he continued, another quiet laugh sounding. "Colin-" you started, only for him to cut you off. "Jan really loves you, and I know that, for some weird reason, you love him. I don't know what you'll do but I know you'll do it together and I know it'll be what's best. But you gotta accept the news and tell him." "I know Colin, I just don't know when or even how to tell him," you said as you balled up the tissue and tossed it, leaning your head on your friend's shoulder for comfort. "Well, you could share the news the way he normally does and just blurt it out," he joked. "How can one person be so good yet so bad at comforting someone?" You teased lightly. "Hey, I'm amazing at comforting!" He objected. "Sure, lad," was your sarcastic reply.

After another minute he hopped up and helped you up as well "let's go grab a bite before I have to head back to Nelson Road." "You're buying," you joked. "OR, you buy my lunch and my silence," he countered with a cheery grin as you stepped into the living room. "I'd have to kill you if you told him," you said calmly as you grabbed your jacket. " There she is! There's my best friend!" He exclaimed with overdramatic joy and a grin. You went back to your flat after lunch, politely declining Colin's offer of a ride back, and began trying to figure out the best way to tell Jan the news.

Over a week had passed and you still didn't have the slightest idea how to tell him, you sat next to Keeley as you watched them play Everton, biting your lip as your gaze shifted from the field to the clock. All Zoreaux had to do was block this and Richmond would win without going into overtime. The stadium erupted in cheers when he did just that, stopping the ball in the nick of time. Keeley's excited cheering blended in with the rest of the crowd, which soon turned into the Richmond chant. You felt proud watching the team celebrate on the field, everyone hugging and jumping all over each other. Soon you were following Keeley back into the locker room where the celebration had already begun.

Loud cheers and indistinguishable voices spoke over one another with excitement buzzing in the air. Almost as soon as you both entered the room, Keeley was swept up by Roy in a rare show of excitement and affection. Due to his height, you could see Jan making his way through the crowd of teammates to you and before you could even process it, he was pulling you into a kiss. There was a bright, almost goofy grin when his lips left yours and he handed you a beer, draping his arm around your shoulders happily. You almost dropped the bottle of alcohol when he placed it in your hand as your brain suddenly and briefly short-circuited.

All of the talking and cheering sounded like a dull buzzing in your ears and ever when you tried to focus on what anyone was saying, you couldn't. Your mind was simply too full of thoughts on how best to tell Jan to focus on what was happening directly around you. When you noticed Jan looking at you questioningly, you once again tried to tune in to what was happening "what was that, love?" "I asked if you were okay. You are not being yourself," Jan said with a slight, curious frown forming on his face. "Yeah, I'm alright, Jan," you promised with a quick smile. "Are you sure?" He double-checked, turning you some to look at you. You nodded and started to say you were fine before the unfortunately familiar feeling of your stomach tightening up stopped you. "I'll be right back, Jan," you said quickly, handing your untouched beer back to him and turning to leave.

You tried to leave the crowded locker room as quickly but casually as possible for fear of turning this into a huge spectacle. On your way to the bathroom, you heard Jan's footsteps a few feet behind you. You barely got the door closed behind you before you fell to your knees in front of the toilet, immediately expelling the contents of your stomach into the porcelain bowl. Your diaphragm only tightened more with each bout that came out of you until not even the bile was left. A few rough coughs clawed their way out of your throat before you rested your head on your arm, eyes closing for just a few moments to avoid the fluorescent's glaring brightness.

There were a few somewhat nice moments of peace before you felt someone kneel beside you and carefully tie your hair back out of your face. "Why didn't you tell me you were sick? You should have stayed home, Schat," he said softly as he rubbed your back soothingly, offering you a bottle of water. "I'm not sick, Jan," you mumbled with a frown as you took a sip of the water. You forced yourself to say the next two words as quietly as possible "I'm pregnant." When he didn't immediately say anything, you chanced to look up at him to see if you could tell what he was thinking. "We're... pregnant?" He finally mumbled after almost an eternity. "I'm sorry, Jan, I've known for a couple of weeks but I didn't know how to tell you because I didn't know if you'd be happy or not since we never talked about it," you rambled softly while messing with the water bottle's label to avoid eye contact as well as hide your watery eyes. "Well I'm surprised but I am not mad at you, or at all," he carefully pulled you into his lap, holding you comfortingly. "You aren't?" You asked with a faint sniffle.

"Of course not. Besides, I like surprises a lot and I love you a lot, so in a way this surprise from you is fantastic," his explanation of his thought process out loud admittedly made you laugh quietly. "But what about Richmond? I don't want you to have to quit or spend less time practicing or just hanging out with everyone, I don't want you to feel forced to do one thing or another and I don't want to distract you from football, I know how important it is to you. This is your dream, Jan and I don't want to mess it up for you," you ranted nervously, feeling your eyes beginning to water more at the thought of potentially ruining this chance for Jan.

Jan cupped your cheeks and planted a soft kiss on your forehead and nose, tilting your head up so you were looking into his gentle blue eyes "schat, schat, no, you haven't ruined anything for me. I am excited for this, especially with you! You are my treasure and I love you." "But-" you started, only for him to interrupt you "no buts. It will be hard at first but as long as it is with you, I could not be happier." A small smile made its way onto your face and you buried your face in his chest, a small and shaky but relieved sigh escaping you "I love you so much, Jan." "I love you too, Schat. But I have one question," he hummed softly while his hand still rubbed your back soothingly. "What is it?" You asked after taking another drink of water.

"How long as Colin known?" He deadpanned. "I'm sorry?" You questioned. "Well, given that the two of you are much like siblings, I assume he already knows. When did he find out?" He asked, just as deadpan as before. "Almost a week," you answered shyly, looking down to hide your blushing face. "Good for him for not blabbing then, I would not have thought he could make it this long," Jan joked, laughing along with you. "When will we tell the team? Our families?" He questioned more to himself than to you. "The general rule is you wait until after the first trimester before sharing the news," you answered. "Where are you now?" He asked happily. His enthusiasm and joy made you laugh quietly "I don't know, Jan, I'll call a doctor in the morning and get an appointment soon."

A little over a month later, you both gathered the entire Richmond family in the locker room. You squeezed his hand nervously as you let him share the news. Part of you expected him to give some long speech and eloquently share the news, but instead, he just beamed a bright smile at his teammates and spit it out "we are pregnant." Damn the blunt Dutchman. Keeley immediately ran up and engulfed you in a tight hug "oh my god! This is fantastic! You're going to look so beautiful with a bump, you've got to let me set up shoots and everything for you both! Have you already planned a baby shower? Can I plan it? Oh pretty please, babe!" "Keeley you're gonna fuckin squish her," Roy called out, only to be met with her sticking her tongue out at him. Leslie offered you a nice smile "if it's a boy, we have more than enough clothes and necessities we'd be happy to gift you if you'd like." You smiled at him "thank you, Leslie, that's sweet."

"Did you know about this?" You heard Moe ask Colin, giving his partner a quizzical look. "I did," Colin answered proudly with a grin. "And you didn't tell me?" Moe feigned being hurt. "I am an excellent secret keeper, for all you know, I could be in charge of top-secret secrets right now," he defended. "You couldn't, babe. I love you, but you couldn't." Moe said with a grin. You watched Colin pout a bit until Moe gave him a quick kiss and grinned "just promise you'll be good godfathers, yeah?" They both nodded, Moe piping up "I promise I won't let him put the baby in the Lambo." “Thank you.” “Gee, thanks babe, that’s so nice,” Colin quipped sarcastically.

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