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Lils, congratulations on the little one's arrival. A boy to throw into the mix of girls, that little lads going to need some Uncle Mase influence, sooner rather than later. How did everything go, smooth delivery? He couldn't have just hung on a handful more days could he to make us birthday twins. I'll come pay a visit soon, as I'm not playing at the moment, but let me get my birthday out of the way. Was away for New Years, and got to get back for at least a few days before the manager gets pissed. All good your end though?
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Happy New Year, Jords... can you believe it's already five days in though? Proper mental, that. But I suppose time does fly by when you're having fun. It's not everyday one just gets to take a trip to France for the night, were you over in this direction or did you make the flight out specially for the birthday girl? @hollywoodwoods
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Mason Mount attends Emma Mackey's 29th birthday party, on 5th January, 2025 @ Château de Vaux-le-Vicomte, France.
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( text @perrielouxo ): thank you for the best new years eve i've had in so long. you've gotten me to smile like an idiot for the past four days and i don't think i can stop smiling any time soon. adore you, mount.
( Text ) : Will keep trying to make you smile for as long as I can, it’s one of my favourite looks on you. You surprised me good with this get a way, and it was just needed. Well done you 👏🏻 Thank YOU, for the spontaneous gesture. You’re a good egg, you.
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( private ) : Mason's camera roll. @perrielouxo
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new season of Round 6 and I only remember this:
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𝙩𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙜𝙚 — 𝙟𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙚
Mason: How did your Christmas go? You've probably had that questions a number of times already, but it's the go to question around this time of year. A date later, I'll be asking about your New Years. Though, after hearing about all of the girls you would have had running riot in your house, I'm sure I felt some of your hectic when my nieces went a little wild on candy canes and my sister made herself no where to be seen with her bottle of Prosecco. Uncle Mase had to step in and save the day, burning off the energy. Mason: The kids are what make the Christmas magic though, without them it would be yet another day for my family and I to sit around the TV and laugh at nonsense shows. @josiejohnscn
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Mase: They really are, can't fault the bunch. They make for a proper games night too you know, so ever want one of those you know who to call. Mase: You've got a long way to go before the kid doesn't believe anymore, so the magic will be with you a while longer. Jheze, talk about your brother wanting you to go sleep deprived, what did you ever do to him? That dog puts up with the madness like no other, will bring extra treats next time I come. Mase: Further up north.. noted. Hat, scarf and gloves all ready to go. Catch you tomorrow, drop a message when you're on your way and I'll be ready to jump right in the car. Are you good to drive though, I can do so if preferred? Can put your legs up and be the perfect passenger princess if you wish.
pez: i saw those photos, it was extra sweet. your family is so genuinely lovely, they're all such good humans. pez: as long as he believes in santa, i'm going to do all i can to keep things magical for him. my brother got him an electric guitar for kids and i swear he has not put that thing down since. from morning until bedtime, he's playing that thing. bless old hatchi for being mostly deaf these days, so he has the most peace around the house now. pez: we're headed more up north, so pack something warm as you will need it. that's the only clue i'm giving you, the rest you'll find out tomorrow xo.
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It's always this time of year the ant boy comes back to town. One person buys me a pair of ant socks as a secret Santa gift, and then the boy escapes from within, now I have an ant farm on it's way later in the week. Don't worry, I'm not going to keep them in the house, or long term. Strictly garden only, and no lid so they're able to come and go as they please, but now the ant boy can be unleased whenever he wants. That's not weird, is it? I've had some questionable looks going to the tills and asking workers if they have any in their store. Even weirder looks once they released it was me who wanted it, and not my nieces. It is what it is, and all I'm looking for at this point it somebody to help me embrace the hobby. My sister has told me multiple times already how she's sending help my way. You may all think I'm mental, but you're talking to the next Ant Man, telling you. @vicdeangxo
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Mase: Great fun! And they even managed to surprise me with an appearance from my grandparents. Feeling blessed. Mase: So glad the little guy got you all for the big day, the kids are what it's all about after all. Did he kill you off wanting to play with all his presents all at once? Mase: We didn't ever confirm it, so go for it, babe. I'll pack a bag. What sort of attire do I need to pack for, care to give me a clue where you plan on whisking me away too?
📲 mason 💞
pez: did you have a good christmas day and boxing day with your family? pez: it was such a whirlwind in my house after alex dropped axel off. we all end up having a joint dinner and axel was buzzing having everyone under the same roof. pez: did we ever decide where we wanted to spend this together new years? i have an idea and if you happen to have a few days free for me, i can pick you up tomorrow for an adventure xo. / @m-mount
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Christmas Eve Magic
Who: Perrie Edwards ( @perrielouxo ) and Mason Mount. What: They discuss the event of their earlier encounter in the month. When: Christmas Eve, 24th December 2024. Where: Perrie's gaff.
Mason: Entering Perrie's house with his infectious grin, and a standard warming hug, it felt no different than any of their previous welcomes — the only thing different was the unspoken moment they had encountered a week and half before. A little friendly banter whilst preparing their dinner, left Mason to playfully tickle the blonde's waist and then moments later their lips were moving in synchronization against the others. Was the kiss meant to happen? Did it mean their connection was more than a friendship, or did it mean their friendship was potentially jeopardized altogether? These were all thoughts that had run through Mason's mind since the last time he had seen Perrie — the time seemed to drag, knowing answers would likely be confirmed. With Axel running riot the last time they saw, a conversation would be mush easier to navigate now, with just the two of them. Mason had excused himself to change into pajamas to match his friend and then stopped by the kitchen to make them both a hot chocolate, with a hint of his favourite festive Baileys. "Do you think I suit the pjs?" Mason's voice called out as he made his way from the kitchen back to the living room, finding the small coffee table and settle the hot mugs down. Now the presents were all set under the tree, Mason guessed the rest of the evening may be more chilled, or at least he hoped soon would be the best time to bring up the conversation he'd been wanted to really have. "Is there anything else you'd like my assistance with tonight?
Perrie: Between the Christmas preparations, time in the studio finishing off her album and overthinking that sweet kiss she'd shared with Mason, it had been a long week for Perrie. While nothing had felt more natural than sharing an intimate moment with someone who had been her rock for the longest time, she didn't know what any of it meant. They had been friends for so long, and he was her son's godfather after all. Why all of a sudden she was starting to see him in a new light? Perrie wasn't even sure what had led to kiss, everything just before and just after felt like a blur. The kiss, that she remembered vividly and couldn't stop replaying in her head. They were both hopeless romantics, and had been unlucky in love before, so perhaps it was just two lonely people craving a little affection during the holidays. Honestly, she had been running herself mad imagining every possible scenario and that's why she hadn't been able to ask him what it meant. Yeah, yeah, she knew she'd been a coward not to reach out but since he hadn't either, she figured once again they were in the same boat. By the time it was Christmas Eve, their previously planned hangout, she had almost managed to convince herself it meant nothing and she was doing the most for something that wasn't that big of a deal, like usual. Mason was just going to walk through the door and everything would be as it always was. Holiday PJ's, presents to be exchanged, and the same banter they were known for. "You look like you were born to wear them PJ's. I'm appalled that they're not part of your everyday wardrobe," Perrie laughed, straightening the bow in her head. "I made so much Christmas food yesterday, that all I really need is someone to sit with on this sofa and do nothing with. Been a long month," she sighed, accepting the hot chocolate with a grateful smile. "Mmm, however feel free to keep these drinks coming. This is delicious, Mount."
Mason: "Shall I give my stylist the elbow and hire you? How much you saying an hour?" As usual, Mason harmlessly joked. Taking a step backwards, Mason crossed his arms across his chest and posed almost as if he was in a photoshoot, soon a laugh breaking from his lips. Christmas Eve this year was different for the male — usually at this time he'd have made his way down to Portsmouth already to spend the evening with his family, helping his nieces get ready for Santa. The magic of Christmas Eve was warming to him, especially in the presence of the younger girls who made this time of the year that little bit better. Thankfully, his family were arriving in Manchester the following morning, so it gave Mason the time to visit Perrie and still drive back early in the morning to prepare for their arrival. It was a good alternative to his usual yearly routine, but also it meant he could spend some proper time with Perrie. This way he also knew she wasn't spending the evening all on her own. After her words, Mason understood his assignment for the evening and took it upon himself to flop his body down against the sofa. "You have had a long month," He agreed, as he looked back over to her. "Proud of you though, but you already know that." Or he hoped she already knew that, he thought to himself.
Perrie:"My rates are very reasonable. My consulting fee if a roast dinner and I believe that's terribly fair in today's economy," Perrie banters back, relieved that everything seems to be normal between them. "I bet some male models are damn glad you chose football and aren't coming for their necks," she chuckles, as she watches him pose. Mason wanting to spend his Christmas Eve with her was another incredibly thoughtful gesture and seemed like he was always going above and beyond for her - something she wasn't used to with other people. "Not just me. You're back playing regularly, reckon your schedule is more hectic than mine these days." She shot him a sympathetic look, reaching out to squeeze his knee in a conforting gesture. "I know you are, and always want to keep making you proud, Mount. Aside from my immediate family, you're easily my biggest supporter and I don't know how to thank you for any of it." Perrie had always prided herself on being hyper independent and not needing to rely on anyone else but having his support still meant the world to her. "I have to ask you something. I debated not bringing it up, but you know me. I can't ever let sleeping dogs lie..." Her voice trails off and Perrie turns to face him, she wants to see his reaction. "That kiss. In your kitchen. About 240 hours ago. Yes, I did the math, don't judge me."
Mason: Perrie always matched his level of banter and jokes, it was one of the qualities he did most appreciate in her. After all, in his mind, laughter was the best medicine. If he made Perrie laugh at least once in the time they spent together each time, then that was a win in his eyes. "I ain't got nothing on some of these model, even if I do have my attempts at the job." Every time he male did have some photoshoots, he did make the most of his time in front of the cameras, but he knew there was no career which came with it. Her hand against his knee was comforting, but nobody would hear Mason complain, especially when it came to being back on the pitch on a more frequent basis. "A little bit hectic, but nothing I haven't prepared for over the last twenty or so years. Your guy embraces the hectic.. sometimes." Some people could often forget how early these sports personalities began training as a professional, Mason being as young as six when he was signed for Chelsea's academy. The footballer has all of the time in the world for Perrie, and he tried to make it known over the years they had known each other, only ever wanting her to know he was never further than phone call away should she ever need it. "You never have to thank me for it, believe it or not, you do just as much as me. You answer my call every time I phone, and that's all I'll continue to ask for." Mason was a guy of simple nature, and he didn't need Perrie to be going out of her way for him. The girl had a way with her words, and again she came out with a phrase he'd never heard of, but it made him laugh just the same. He was kind of glad she asked him about the kiss first, even though he was gathering the courage and gauging the vibes first before he would bring it up. And yet she beat him too it. Raising his hands, he shook his hands, "No judging," He chuckled, and couldn't help himself. But the chuckle was only brief, knowing the conversation needed a level head and maybe not so many laughs."But yeah.. it was a bit random, weren't it?.. But I liked it." But I liked it? What sort of words were they to describe a kiss? His eyes darted for a moment before finding hers again. "I mean, it felt good. I don't know about you, but it felt right." Mason went on, opening up about how he felt about their encounter. "I'd have reached out sooner, but it's not really a fair conversation to have over the phone or text." He was quick to add, not wanting her to think he was purposely avoiding her.
Perrie: Perrie had an oddball sense of humour – something Mason matched perfectly. She could be silly and ridiculous and never felt judged by that. ”You’re a rotten liar. You know you’re fit and that’s why you keep saying yes to all them endorsement deals. You do more modelling than some actual models,” Perrie says with rolled eyes, giving him a mock-stern look, but the hand on his knee remains soft. ”Being prepared doesn’t mean it doesn’t get to you at times. Especially since you got to be away from family over the holidays. I know you got a sick work ethic but being away all the time is hard. I know Alex suffers a lot from not seeing Axel regularly, even if football is his real first love and passion.” Perrie understood the struggle and that was one of the reasons why she felt so thankful for everything Mason did for her. He was the epitomy of ’if he wanted to, he would’ and the blonde felt lucky to have a friendship like that in her life. ”I know we talk about this often, but I think it’s important that you know how much I appreciate you. Life is so short, and words of affirmation are one of my love languages.” It was scary, bringing up the kiss, because what if this was the first time they wouldn’t be on the same page about something? However, it lingered on the back of her mind and she knew she wouldn’t be able to stop overthinking until they talked about it. ”One of your most attractive traits – the no judgement thing,” she quipped, readying herself to whatever the outcome of the talk would be. The confirmation that he had liked it and didn’t regret it filled her with a lot of hope. ”Random is properly the best word for it. Out of the blue, something I never thought about before, but...I liked it too.” She moved her hand from his knee and joined their fingers together as she continued. ”I don’t blame you for not talking via text. Too scary to talk about without seeing your reaction face to face. Nothing gets lost in translation,” she smiled softly, her bright blue eyes looking directly at him. ”So, where does it leave us now?”
Mason: The footballers shoulders shrugged, maybe there was a sense of truth to her words, but he liked to try and keep humble. "You know these camera people have some proper mad skills. They could make just about anybody look pretty decent in some shots." It was another diversion to actually admitting, as she said it, that he was fit, but also another jokey comment where he maybe didn't give himself enough credit. "I get the situation Alex is in right now.. when I was out in Holland for a year, it was one of the hardest things I'd done. But also the best things, you know? It's work and like you say the first passion. I'm glad I'm still here in the UK though, makes it easier when I do miss family and friends. Thankfully, I've got some pretty decent people around me, who miss me just as much as I miss them." Mason chuckled lightly at this last comment, Perrie was included in that category. It was good to now completely understand that one of Perrie's love languages was words of affirmation, as if they were about to spent more valuable time together, it was something he could add more into their time together. "Thank you.. also, your love language has been noted." Mason always loved to learn new things about the blonde, even if they were the smallest of things that he's not picked up on during the course of their friendship. There she was again, paying him more compliments. It seems she did this a lot more in recent weeks, and although they were also nice to hear, Mason didn't also know how to respond or react. Therefore, he usually added in some type of joke and a laugh, "Don't get me wrong, I might laugh if it's something silly, but never any judgement." But he could also go right back to giving the person his full attention and more mature side. His brown hues diverted towards their hands as Perrie linked their fingers - a sense of comfort about their touch. The edges of his lips tugged to a smile as she also liked the kiss they had shared. As she asked thee question, Mason's eyes flickered back up to her, and that's when he released her piercing blue eyes were looking directly at him. He found himself holding eyes contact for a moment before speaking again, "I think there's a connection here that we should possibly explore? I'm not saying we should be together right away... unless that's what you want, then I think I'd be a pretty great boyfriend, but I think there's a door which has been slightly opened, that we should walk through?" Mason nearly lost himself again as he trailed off about being a great boyfriend, but brought himself back swiftly he thought. He wanted to explore with Perrie, but also wanted to see her thoughts. He knew she had been hurt and a lot in the past, and he never wanted to bring her anymore pain, nor put her in a situation where he thought she would be uncomfortable. "Maybe I should start by taking you on a date after Christmas?" Mason suggested, as his thumb brushed over her fingers.
Perrie: ”You can keep on being humble, but as your friend, it’s my duty to give you kudos when you’re not giving them to yourself. There’s a reason why half the women in this country go feral when you play for the national team,” she scolds, her tone undoubtedly fond. ”I think he’s going to try getting signed by a UK team next season. It’ll be good for Axel to have him around more but selfishly, it also means I’ll be giving up a lot more time with him and I hate it,” Perrie mused, biting the inside of her cheek. She wanted her son to have the best possible life but she also always missed him terribly whenever he wasn’t home. ”Do you think you’d ever sign with another team outside the country? I know lots go to America to play for a season or two, because that’s good exposure and the money is good.” Perrie was used to missing people due to hectic schedules and while she would never begrudge Mason from doing anything that was beneficial to the career he loved so dearly, she also recognized she would hate to lose him. ”I have two big ones – words of affirmation and physical touch. That was probably easy to guess,” Perrie grins, the hand on his knee staying put. Complimenting Mason came easy, the man was just so damn likable and had been an instrumental part of her life for so long. However, with the kiss, she had reflected a lot about her behaviour around him as of late. Had she been flirting with him and not realize the extent of it? ”You’re my person – you’ve never ever judged me about anything and it’s partly why I always feel so safe with you. Even at my lowest or silliest.”She listened to him intently, as he spoke of the kiss and what could be and gosh, she’d not felt that hopeful in the longest time. Her history in relationships was checkered at best – between Zayn leaving her via text message and then growing apart from Alex when she’d been at her lowest while postpartum, so putting her trust in something new wasn’t the easiest thing Perrie had ever done. However, this was Mason – the man that had been nothing but good to her and had never done anything to make her doubt his friendship and affection. ”Boyfriend, huh?” She giggled softly, almost feeling like a teenager again. ”Out of respect for our long friendship, maybe this is something we need to ease into? However, that kiss was the most alive I’ve felt in a long time and I went to bed that night with little butterflies. Is that daft to admit?” She leans closer to him, putting her head on his shoulder and it feels like the most natural thing, like this was how it was supposed to be. ”I would love that. Wine me, dine me, Mount.”
Mason: "At least he'll have both his parents near by, and you get more support, like you deserve. You've been doing a lot of it solo and you deserve the help. Especially from his dad." Mason has no bad words to say about Alex, in fact they'd play golf together, or gamed at random times. He just saw and always has a closer friendship with Perrie. Mason's shoulders drew into a long shrug, his own football career was something he dreaded even thinking about at the moment. "I don't know, I did really enjoy my time out in Holland but I was younger, and just starting out. Trying to get my name out there a lot more. But I missed home, and my family and friends." Mason began. "I, along with so many others, would like to say it's not all about the money, but it helps, I guess. I just want to be able to play in first team football regularly and as long as possible, and ideally I'd like to stay closer to home. But who knows Pez. The way I'm going, probably fucked my career completely. Sometimes wish I never left Chelsea, but that's another ball ache in itself." Mason hated moping and feeling sorry for himself, but between their unspoken kiss and then the next day getting injured again on the pitch, it had been a very long week and a half for him. However, it felt good to be called her person, and to him it felt very natural too, causing his features to light up. "Never change, will you!" Mason quickly added after her observation. Mason was no way expecting them to end that night in a committed relationship, in fact he didn't expect anything, however the way she giggled gave him hope that it was maybe a conversation to be had at a later time. That they could maybe become something. He chuckled at her reactions, a rush of excitement only flowing through his anatomy as he realized there was mutual feelings involved. Mason only ever wanted Perrie to be happy, and to know their kiss gave her butterflies, even when she got into bed that night, it made him feel good. To know he was part of the reason she went to bed feeling like an excited school girl. "Not daft at all, it's actually a little bit cute." Mason began, feeling content as she leaned up against him. "You've mainly been the only thing I've been thinking about all week honestly." Between his injury and the physio he had been participating in once again, it felt like this moment was a bit of light at the end of a dark tunnel. Like there was something to look forward too again. His head rested gently against hers as his mind began thinking little date ideas, a sense of nervousness hitting him as he realized he really did want to try and impress the blonde. "This may be a longshot, but do you think I'd be able to get another kiss before our date? Or am I going to have to work for the next one?" Not wanting to put so much pressure on her, Mason thought it was best to sneak the question in before making a move and leaning in to kiss her. Although he felt hopeful, he wouldn't be disappointed should she want to wait, respectful of any boundaries Perrie may have had.
Perrie: ”Alex is a really good dad, and Axel adores him. I’m just having a little trouble letting go, which I’m working through. Co-parenting is hard, even when you’re on the best of terms and seeing him go off with his dad for a week hurts my mama heart, even when I know he’s going to have the best time,” Perrie confessed, knowing she could be open and vulnerable with Mason. He had always understood her, even about things she was afraid to say out loud to anyone else. Through her years with Alex, Perrie liked to think she had a good understanding of how the footballing world worked, and she knew how much Mason had struggled with everything for the last few years, so she wanted to be as supportive of him as possible. ”In Holland, you had less distractions, both in the good and the bad. Less familiar support but also none of the bullshit that goes around the UK media and the fan scrutiny.” The way people tore into footballers for a bad game in England never sat right with her but it was part of the culture wouldn’t ever change for the better. ”In the end, you have to do what’s right for you. Money isn’t everything but it makes a lot of things easier. Being trusted to lead the team doesn’t hurt either, especially since you’ve not been given that opportunity at Manchester. Plus all the injuries, which must be so demoralizing. Speaking off, how’re you feeling? Do I have to come put you in bubble wrap the next time you’re going to be playing?” Perrie had heard about the injury as soon as it had happened, as even when things were confusing for them, she always kept up with what was going on with him. She worried for him, but also recognized he was a fully grown man who had been through it with football and the last thing he needed then was her fussing over him. ”I don’t think it’s possible for me to change how I am, so this is the version of me you’re going to be stuck with for life, Mount.” Perrie had loved Mason as a friend for so long that it was going to take a minute for her to wrap her brain around all these new, unexpected feelings but having him this close felt beyond good, and beyond natural. No awkwardness, and no uncertainly – she knew where she stood with him and there was no push-pull, which was a first. ”For a long time, I thought maybe relationships needed to be difficult to be worth it. That there needed to be some sort of drama to keep things fresh and exciting, but perhaps that was just me justifying staying in situations that weren’t good for me, because being alone felt like an even worse option.” Perrie was a relationship person and she’d only really learned to be alone after her split with Alex. Now though, this would be the first time she’d be starting to explore a relationship because of genuine connection and not because she didn’t want to be alone. ”You sure know how to make a girl feel special. Just so you know I’ve been thinking about you too. Pretty much every other hour since that kiss happened, so I’m real glad everything wasn’t just in my head.” All the nerves she’d been feeling had all but disappeared and she was left with feeling happy and content, her head resting against Mason. ”As much as the idea of making you work for it tickles me, I’ve been dying to kiss you again and I’m not sure I could wait for an official date.” Perrie moves her head and leans in to capture Mason’s lips on hers, kissing him gently. Their first kiss had been far-too brief and this time, she wanted to take her time. This was completely new territory for them but his lips on hers felt like heaven and she never wanted the kiss to end.
Mason: Although Mason couldn't relate to the feelings Perrie must have been going through, he tried to understand her as best he could. "Your doing good though, even if you're still finding it hard. You know exactly where I am though if you need a distraction when he's not around. Even if you're wanting to drop into the training grounds." Not only was he Axel's godfather, but he'd always offer himself as a support system for Perrie should she ever need it. "Would you have another or is it too difficult?" Mason wasn't sure what made him ask that question, but was curious to know if she did want another child now Axel was growing older. Perrie was right, in ways there were less distractions whilst he was abroad, but he also knew his dream was to play in the premiere league for as long as he could "UK media and paparazzi's in general are something different overall." He knew it wasn't just his profession who had to deal with the after bites of the media. Mason knew his contract with United wasn't coming to an end for another four years, with an option to extend for one year. And although knowing things could always change, at this moment he wasn't worried about making them kind of decisions. "Any decision is a difficult one, but hopefully it won't be for a while," he started, before his head fell back to land against the back of the sofa. For the first couple of days after being subbed off in the first thirteen minutes, Mason found himself a bit of a recluse. Leaving the house for only walking his dog and physio, but then after feeling sorry for himself for a couple of days too long, he pulled himself back up and became more social, knowing it was best for him to get back to feeling himself mentally. "Yeah, think you should wrap me in bubble wrap for the rest of my life," He groaned to begin with. It wasn't as if he didn't want to speak about the injury, he was always open to the people closest to him, but he didn't want to think too much about it and his mood potentially ruin their Christmas Eve together. He was still feeling bitter. Head turning to look back towards her, "I just landed funny again, and it repulled the same injury. Nobody's fault but bad luck." He explained to her, his shoulders shrugging a bit after his words. "Not sure when I'll be back, but maybe it does mean I'll have more time over Christmas." In some ways, it was a blessing he'd have some more time, but also he did always want to be back out on the pitch. With this new potential relationship blooming, maybe it would give them some more time to together to really see if this was something they wanted to explore properly. Mason knew everything she had been through, and none of it she deserved. "Relationships shouldn't be drama. They're not always going to be easy, but drama? Pft..." Shaking his head, he didn't believe that should have ever been the case. It felt good that they were on the same wave length, refreshing that they could speak about their feelings openly, and also to know that he hadn't been the only one thinking about the kiss throughout the course of the week. For a moment he thought he was going to have to work for their next kiss, but then she continued with her words and Mason was happy to hear her answer. He didn't realize his lips began to pull upwards, and then their lips connected. Leaning into the embrace too, Mason wanted to enjoy every second of this, and also wanted Perrie to do the same. Wanting to the savour the moment too, he allowed his lips to move in synchronization with hers at a slow pace. His hand rose to slowly push a strand her of blonde hair behind her ear before it rested gently against her lower neck lightly.
Perrie: ”I wouldn’t say no to a distraction, at least until I get used to him being away. Watching handsome lads running around a pitch isn’t the worst way I could be spending my days,” Perrie chuckles, grateful for Mason once again reading her so expertly. ”I would love to have more kids, if it was with the right person and the timing was right. Being Axel’s mum is my favourite thing in the whole world and I would love to give him a sibling or two.” She loved motherhood with all of her being, and the happiest part of her day was when she could spend quality time with Axel. Mason handled the scrutiny a lot better than a lot of people she knew but it still wasn’t easy to see people tearing you down for the smallest of things, especially when it came to his career. ”I swear they hire the most heinous people to be paparazzi, or maybe the job but rots them on the inside, who knows.” She had her own bad experiences of being hunted by the ”press” in this country and her distaste for them was evident. ”I just hope in the years that you have left on your contract United realises what they have in you. No one’s more dedicated, passionate and a true team player.” Perrie had been around long enough to have seen the effects his professional struggles had had on Mason, it had chipped away some of that sparkle in his eyes and she absolutely hated it. ”If you think I won’t, you have another thing coming. You’re far too precious to me. Probably a good thing I wasn’t at the game the other day, making a scene and all that,” she said fondly, and she wasn’t being hyperbolic. She was a worrier and a caretaker and rode fiercely for the people in her life. ”How’re you feeling? Are you in pain? Have they given you any idea how long the rehab process will be?” She’s tempted to make a joke about being very willing to nurse him back to health but bites her tongue, for now. Perrie’s schedule for the start of the new year was still much up in the air, but with Mason not being able to play, she was selfishly glad it meant they’d have time to figure out what was happening between them and nurture the change in their relationship. ”I know that now but took a lot of trial and error to get to that point. I’m the best version of me I can be right now though and any relationship moving forward will be much healthier and has a better foundation to it.” It was perhaps too early to lay all the cards down on the table, it nonetheless felt good, and filled her with hope that they seemed to agree on all important points. The kiss remains sweet for a period, their lips working in unison and those same little butterflies she’d felt after their first kiss had returned in full force. His hands were soft against her skin and Perrie couldn’t help the shivering at the touch. One thing she had wondered about during her many hours of overthinking was if they would have sexual chemistry and the longer the kiss went, the more she was sure they would have no problem in that area. By the time she pulls away, Perrie is breathless and left wanting more, but also recognizes that they have agreed to take things slow. ”As much as I liked the first kiss, this one was definitely better. Much better.”
Mason: Mason encouraged the female's humour, however shook his head slightly, "Make sure to let me know in good time when you're coming though. I'll need to find some real decent camouflage to put you in. Don't need none of them boys stealing my girl." He laughed alongside her. He hadn't even notice the slip of the tongue of calling her his girl, and although they discussed not rushing into anything, the transition from them being good friends to more seemed easier than he first anticipated. It was also good to get her brief thoughts on having more children in the future, Mason knowing he wanted to start a family of his own in the future sometime. It also gave him confidence that if they did work out long term, the conversation would be a pretty easy one to bring up. He smiled warmly in her direction, "I'm glad the hard work and passion shows, thanks for seeing that and also mentioning it. Sometimes you wonder if it's being picked up." He appreciated her words. She always said the right things at the right time, and already he felt a little better about the situation he was currently in. His earlier smile turned into a grin, having no doubt that she would in fact wrap him in bubble wrap. "The medics would have found you entertaining. But probably a shout you not being there this time round. I was not in a good mindset at all, was not great to be around." Mason could admit he was probably difficult to deal with once he came off and the days afterwards, but it was to be expected. "It hurts here and there, got some creams and exercises too work on at the minute. They think a couple weeks maybe, but they don't set a timeframe, not after the prolonged injury time last time. If anything it's the mental struggle of not being good enough, and my body failing me over. If I'm struggling now at 25, it's not such a good sign." Mason hated to admit the mental struggle, however thought there could be no real harm in letting Perrie into his authentic thoughts now. After all, she did ask him how he was feeling, and sounded interested in the real answer to that question. "Love that you're the best version of yourself currently. You can seriously tell too, you've been glowing recently, girl." Mason didn't just tell her thing like that now their feelings has been exposed, but he was always her biggest supporter and noticed the changes throughout her journey. He always made it know when he was proud of her. Whilst the kiss lingered, Mason was able to enjoy embrace this moment a lot more than their first brief kiss — their unspoken feelings at the time now having been discussed made the kiss more meaningful and less confusing, allowing for a more natural and mutual touch of affection. Mason was almost disappointed as Perrie's head moved away, but his eyes were light after her words. "You're right. But I'd say the only thing wrong with our last kiss was it didn't last long enough." As far as first kisses went, theirs hadn't been a terrible one, and Mason enjoyed it a lot. He remembered thinking at first, if that had been their first kiss, then ones to follow only had potential to be much more passionate and intense. Mason leant forwards again, allowing his lips to press against Perrie's again, however this was for only a lingered peck. Appreciating they were not rushing into anything more, but Mason also wanting to show his affection when he could. "It's going to be a pretty great end to a pretty average year. Already can't wait to take you out." Mason thought out loud, however did feel this was a pretty good way to end a year of career heartbreak and misery. Something new to look forward to and focus on.
Perrie: Mason calling her his girl makes her feel warm all over and she can’t help smiling like an idiot about it, even if it was probably just an accident. ”Should I wear your shirt and other merch when I come to the game next? So everyone will know who I’m there for?” She teases, but wouldn’t mind decking herself out completely in his merch. It would get people talking but she didn’t really care. They were both single and free to do as they pleased. Having more kids felt like a faraway thought for now but if life ever put them in a position to have some, she wouldn’t be able to pick a better father for those kids than Mason. He was a thoroughly supportive and loving figure in Axel’s life and would one day be a terrific dad himself. ”You’ve delt with a lot of setbacks in the last few years but you’ve stayed consistently motivated and dedicated, which isn’t an easy thing. I don’t think your efforts have gone unnoticed, and if they have, people just haven’t paid enough attention.” Perrie always genuinely wanted to know what was going on with Mason – both in the good and the bad. Nothing was off-limits between them and nothing he could ever say or do to make her think less of him, that was not how their relationship worked. ”You’re also allowed to be grouchy or in a bad headspace when you deal with injuries. If you ever need time to yourself, I won’t take it personally and I’ll stop hovering. Just say the word, yeah?” Perrie knows the feeling of not being good enough and she hates that those thoughts ever cross Mason’s mind, especially when he’s such a talented player. ”You’ve had a string of bad luck but it doesn’t mean you don’t still have it. You’ve been under a lot of pressure and I’m a firm believer that the added mental load you’ve been carrying around played a part in that injury. You will get back on the pitch soon enough and you’re gonna knock everyone’s socks off. Also let me know if you need any help with those stretches or lathering on that cream – it’ll be my pleasure to help out any way I can.” Perrie gives him a flirty grin, hand sliding a little higher on his leg. Perrie is a natural flirt, and now that they’ve established that there’s something between them, she feels totally comfortable letting that side of her out. ”You were a big help too. Even when we were nothing but friends, you showed me what unconditional affection felt like. You were always there for us, but never asked anything of me in return and that meant the world to me,” Perrie explained with a soft smile. She knew she didn’t need to thank him but she wanted to, as he’d been a big part of this journeywith her. It would’ve been so easy to get lost in these kisses, he was warm and so skilled that it made her toes curl, and she couldn’t remember the last time she’d felt anything like this with another person. ”Good answer. That first one felt like a question mark – a what if, if that makes any sense? Now though, I could sit here all night kissing you and never get tired of it. Can’t remember the last time I’ve been rendered speechless by a kiss, so good job, Mount,” she teases and relishes the little peck he gives her. On a whim moves to straddle him on the sofa, the new angle giving her the opportunity to wrap her arms around his shoulders and press herself closer to him. ”What are you doing on New Years? If you don’t have too many plans, you could take me out then? Alex has Axel this year and I think I would rather like ending 2024 with you and kissing you when the ball drops at midnight.” They were heading into a new year together and it filled her with such optimism. She had a gut feeling next year was going to be much better for everyone, especially since they would be together for it.
Mason: The male's head was quick to nod, "Defo should. Just let me know if you need me to grab any new merch. I got you." There was a thing most footballers were on the same page about, and that was somebody they had feelings for wearing their personalized merchandise, especially just their shirt and Mason couldn't help but briefly imagine her in his. Mason was at least glad that Perrie could see his efforts to remain positive, and it gave him hope that others could too. Every time over the last two years he had gotten injured, he was more dedicated in getting himself back to full fitness, even as hard and soul destroying as it always felt to begin with — nobody did well with the rehab side of anything. He appreciated Perrie's words, and glad that she could understand should he ever need some time to himself when it came to injuries. He nodded after her words, "Yeah," he hummed. "Sometimes I say I want space, but really I just don't want to rub the bad mood onto others, you know. And all I really want it to just lay off the mood, with a hug." He continued, not exactly hinting at all, but also giving the blonde a potential insight for any future situations. The good thing about Mason was, he thankfully didn't have injury strops, as he didn't see the point in bringing himself down for unnecessary amount of times. Even at the lowest of times, he tried to remain his usual infectious bubbly self. Mason always had to remind himself of his worth on the pitch, and continued to work hard at recovery. Anything that came his way was for a reason, and he was a firm believer of that. Eyes brightened slightly at her words, but also her hand sliding higher against his leg. The thought of her hands smothering the cream, even only against his leg, causing his feet to wriggle slightly. "I'll bare that in mind. Might wake you nice and early before I leave, to give me that hand." He didn't want to come across as too fond of the idea, but also wanted to show her that she had caught his attention somewhat. Mason was a big on touch, believing it only helped with any sexual tension to come — whether the relationship was just a month fresh, or ten years in. They had these type of conversations before, where Mason announced he didn't need her to thank him so often, but accepting that it would make her happy. He looked at her fondly, like he did every other time, "Always." His voice was lower this time, almost like a whisper, however he meant it — never did he need anything in return from Perrie, however it was nice to know his efforts were appreciated and also reciprocated from time to time. "Speechless, oh wow. I've really outdone myself now.." There was a hint of sarcasm in the male's voice as she joked, and then allowed a chuckle to escape the edges of his lips. However, he could get on board with her comment, and the thought of embracing her with kisses all night did sound rather inviting to him. "Although, you could sit here all night and kiss me, I wouldn't be opposed to it." And now Perrie was straddling him, it seemed even the better position to do so should they want too, however Mason had been mindful that they already discussed taking things slow before putting a label on them, and that was probably a little more on his mind than he cared to admit. He didn't want her to think that he just wanted her for the physical side of things, but wanted her to know first that he was in it emotionally too. With that in mind, and noticing how confidently she was moving to straddle him, Mason's hands placed against her waist. As she pressed herself closer to him, he also guided her closer to him. As she spoke, Mason's head was rested against the back of the sofa, however hues were fixed on her. This close, he couldn't help but admire her features, noticing the bright blue in her eyes and also her freckles. His hands slipped under her pajama shirt, fingertips lightly brushing against her bare skin, but not going any higher than her waist.
"I think you've just made my plans for New Years." It wasn't like the male had any other plans than what he usually did in previous years. "I usually stay home and see it in with family and close friends, but spicing it up a bit and going out with you sounds like a great plan." He confirmed. Mason was very much set in his own ways and liked to spend the time with his family, however making new memories with the girl he wanted to explore with, he knew it was a no brainer. "Plus, I heard it's bad luck to start the New Year kiss free."
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Behind the scenes with Mason Mount
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Mum's always have that sixth sense, and it's actually really annoying. Dads, or us men in general don't have that, and I'm starting to think it's real unfair. Sound like a pretty successful Chrimbo if you ask me, but any event with lots of food usually is. My day was low key, with the fam. Since I'm back out of the game, was able to eat more than I first expected. Drank a few too, but I was still on best behavior really. Always good to see all the family together
mischief or not, i feel like she’d see right through you anyway, mason. she’s got that sixth sense for it, you know? but good call—being your normal self will definitely keep you in the clear. my christmas was amazing, thanks for asking. i did spend it with her and my two brothers. it was so nice to just slow down and be with family for a bit. lots of food, lots of laughs—it was perfect. how about you?
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thanks for everything Lewis ♡♡♡
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I think going to Universal is a valid reason to get off the phone though — so should she not have jumped at that, I'd say there were problems on her end. That's enough to get any kids running. What's different about The Grinch in Universal compared to anywhere else? I though he was like Santa, and there's only one Santa Claus out there.
My kids are a little too old for the traditional holiday stuff, but I did manage to get my daughter off her phone to go to Universal this passed weekend. Have any of you ever met the Grinch out there? I thought I was crazy, but this dude gives me a run for my money. If you've not met him yet, you should. He says some off the wall shit, but it's a good time.
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I stayed in Manchester for Christmas, after recent events I probably could have made the travel home and back, but the fam already planned to come and up and take over the house, so didn't want to put them out. Mum cooked though. Don't care how much the woman wanted to guilt me, I weren't cooking no roast. My specialty stops at a banging angry pasta dish. How were your celebrations?
perhaps the most tragic part of it all. wouldn't mind coming to your side of the globe for a bit. are you heading home for the holidays or do they have you working right through them?
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Been injured most of the year, brother — but just as I was getting back to the pitch, managed to pull the old calves again. Pretty shit actually. What's pulling you out to Mexico, it's the weather, isn't it? I think I'll still be out by that time, so you may be able to convince your guy. How you doing?
「 Did you get hurt? What happened? The end of the season was so hectic I didn’t catch up with anything going on in the world. After Christmas, I was thinking of traveling to Mexico—if you’re feeling better, let’s go. But if not, of course, I’m up for a game. Got anything new? 」
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