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oh-saints · 2 years ago

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sweetest devotion (pt. 7)

maybe getting himself involved in a marriage of convenience wasn't a bad choice, after all...

playboy!mason mount x princess!OC wc: 3.7k tw: as mentioned in the masterlist only but there's none for this particular chapter (hooray!) note: this got to be the longest chapter for this series so far but i had my better days a while ago so here we are (?) hopefully this fits you all, dear mason x serena gang! but as usual, i wrote this around dawn so ofc not beta-read yet. tags: @pingyu-in-wonderland @808heartz @ironmaiden1313 @myreveriie @missgaygurl (let me know if you want to be added too!) part 6 here - part 8 here sweetest devotion masterlist

“I see you’re taking a liking towards going home early,”

while the rest of mason’s team actually paid attention to the young footballer’s recent change of habit, to actually make césar azpilicueta comment on it was another and completely different thing. the captain was well-known to be an observant most of the time, only commenting on and when necessary.

the result of his observation, though, managed to put a small smile on mason’s face.

it was rather understandable for mason to clock out earliest possible because serena was still under the doctor’s watch and jasmine, being a fellow pregnant lady, was unable to stay over for a long time. but the habit apparently didn’t undergo a drastic change, even after serena was given the green light to be released from the hospital. mason even pulled out a small trick to come home with a bouquet of different flowers every two days, in a (faux) lieu of “so the kitchen doesn’t smell bad when you’re done cooking.”

mason didn’t realise it, at first. but before the spaniard’s comment, ben chilwell actually managed to call him out first when he was ending his call with serena, asking if she needed anything else to be bought for dinner—and it took mason a long while, as he sat in his car after ben’s remark, to digest that it was indeed no longer a guilt eating him alive.

he thought of feeling guilty whenever he saw serena lying peacefully on her hospital bed, he even thought of any other possible emotion that could mirror guilt whenever he thought about serena and their child. but with elena now being legally processed for a trial, and mason kind of always made time for a dinner together with serena, the soon-to-be father realised that he wanted to come home as soon as possible.

“is your wife treating you well?”

“more than well,” mason could no longer hide his smile, albeit still smaller than the one the defender was throwing him. “I kind of understand why you guys get married.”

“good,” the senior player patted mason by the shoulder. “I like this version of you better. I hope you’re always happy with your wife.”

“me, too, césar,” and not an ounce of deceit was included in mason’s response. “me too.”

if someone had said to him marriage indulged how nice it would be to have someone waiting for you by the door as you stepped into the house, how stress-relieving it would be to see your wife’s cooking and ready to be pounced on at the end of every exhausting day… mason would’ve considered skipping countless parties till dawn peaks out from the horizon and followed declan’s footsteps of settling down early instead.

but probably, mason would’ve been tied down to the wrong person if he did that. god knows, maybe mason would’ve ended up behind the bars too, following the footsteps of his ex, if he did.

mason shuddered at the thought, pressing his eyes tightly when the red light came into view, in hope he could shed the once-wonderful dream of his to marry elena. he only opened them back when a ring broke the lonely ride home.

speaking of the devil… “mason?”

it was always funny to mason how serena would always start a phone conversation with a clarificatory question as such. “serena, I was about to call you.”

lies, because mason would always call her five minutes earlier than now whenever it was grocery days.

“are you done training?”

“I’m turning left to our block as we speak,” damn it, it would be quite a hassle if serena decided he should head for the nearest supermarket. all because he’d forgotten to call her before he started his engine, and all because he’d been thinking about her. “do you need something?”

“ah, okay then.”

but the disappointment that laced serena’s voice was indispensable. “what’s wrong?”

“no, I just—I forgot to cook today.”

mason really couldn’t help but let out a cackle over the phone as he pulled up in his garage. “seriously?”

“yes…? why are you laughing?”

“serena,” serena had opened the door and was now standing by the door as mason unfastened the seatbelt. from his point of view, serena was visibly upset. “you know we can always order in, right?”

mason didn’t leave a space for serena to reply him as he hung up the call and stepped out his car.

“but I want to cook for you,” the pout remained and mason had the sudden urge to kiss away that pout. damn it. “what kind of wife am I?”

“the best, of course,” mason grinned wider as serena turned into a shade similar to a beetroot. “definitely better if you give me a hug right now.”

mason would’ve laughed at anyone who put a bet on him falling for serena an eon ago. but now, it was rather something he looked forward to the moment he stepped in the house.

it might not be much, but it was still a start for them both, considering the beginning of their relationship looked like. it was still something for mason too because he was sure, in other circumstances, he would not dare himself to ask such thing to a stranger.

but serena was no longer a stranger, right? not when she’d seen him in desperate need of comforting embrace after chelsea’s loss against another big 6 club. right?

“come here,” and mason didn’t hesitate to take the invitation. anyone who knew the nature of their relationship—an arranged marriage, mind you—would be surprised how fluid mason could fit himself to serena’s every crook and nook. “did you have a good day?”

mason breathed in the lingering scent on serena’s shirt, a mixture of jasmine and comfort similar to the linen sheet. mason breathed in deeply because with the question and the fragrance combined, he couldn’t help but think of all things he never got to have with elena, despite being in a romantic relationship longer than the time he spent getting to know serena so far.

mason breathed in his reality.

but it seemed that his wife thought he wasn’t having the best of a day. “do you wish to talk about it?”

“I’m fine, actually,” mason grumbled against the fabric. “I just wish you’d stop being stubborn and let me hire a chef for us.”

serena pushed away mason lightly, her eyes lit up in mirth. “we’ve talked about this, mason…”

and indeed they had, mason laughed along with her at the brief reminiscent about several days after her discharge, which meant several days watching her juggling to do chores on her own after sam’s dismissal for the day. “we have enough third persons in this house, don’t you think?” mason remembered her saying nothing but the truth, but a slight pang to his chest was inevitable, nonetheless. “besides, I’d like to make myself useful in this household.”

“serena,” mason remembered thinking her last comment was so ridiculous that he had to grasp her by the shoulders, before grazing her now-slightly bulging belly when she’d stayed in place. “you’re the most useful person in this household.”

this woman went back and forth, from hell and back, for him and their child. this woman, beside her status of a princess, was everything elena could never have and could never be. how could she possibly think such thing?

“alright, you win,” mason ended the futile debate he’d always been since that day, complete with the small smile and a finger tucking in a strand of her hair behind her ear. “but I think I’ve eaten too much today. is it okay if I skip dinner tonight?”

“I forgot to cook tonight because I was actually making an apple pie this afternoon…”

“I hope you left some for me,” mason was still chuckling at serena’s demeanour shifting into a sheepish one. how could someone so calm and collected and regal in the eyes of the public, be this cute and endearing behind the curtain? “but let’s call it a night, okay? good night, princess.”

serena was certainly more than glad mason called it that way because she couldn’t afford him to see her blushing at the moniker he called her with.

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and good sleep indeed it was.

serena couldn’t even recall the last time she slept so soundly since she moved into this house she got to call home at least until after the baby was born. there’d always be endless train of thoughts, rushing in a lighting speed even, that kept her up most of the nights.

on sundays, especially. there was a time where she couldn’t find sleep because she knew elena would be coming to the house, barging in like a truck going mad on the highway.

now that the particular problem was out of the way and more like into her way to jail, serena went even as far as oversleep last night. she woke up with a jolt when her eyes zeroed down to the number 9:00 AM flashing across her screen.

crap, she hadn’t prepared anything for mason this morning! did he leave already—“mason?”

despite her growing stomach, serena was glad she still retained her ballerina balance on her feet. if not, she would’ve stumbled upon a lying mason, right in front of her door, with a Parenting for Dummies hugged tightly to his chest.

cramped in a rather awkward position and messy locks sprawled across the carpeted floor—now-carpeted floor because mason thought it’d do good to pregnant feet than cold flooring—serena would be lying if she didn’t think the sight was endearing for her standard. “mason?”

the footballer groaned when called, bringing the parenting book closer to his chest. as if it was his plush toy. for god’s sake, he was soon to be a father, he shouldn’t be allowed to be this cute.

“mason,” serena crouched down beside her husband, shaking his body as ferocious as her frail body could because she didn’t want him to wake up with a sore body. “mason, wake up. you’re late to training.”

he hummed as a response, but it seemed that the last sentence was working well because suddenly his eyes shot open. serena stepped back and laughed at his comical reaction, to which mason responded with a whining groan. “why didn’t you wake me up?”

“excuse me, am I not waking you up now?” serena’s eyebrows furrowed accusingly but her smile was anything but. the glint in her eyes was close to a mirth, too, and mason decided he could now truck through the gaffer’s upcoming long speech on his tardiness. or any other berating session, if it meant being granted by this same sight every morning. “but mason, what are you doing here?”

mason scratched the back of his neck, sheepishly. “I fell asleep here.”

“no, I mean, why are you sleeping here?”

“I’m making sure no one barges into the house and attack you again,” the regret lacing mason’s eyes deeply radiated down serena. the woman would very much like to envelope him in a warm embrace if she was given the chance. “I don’t think I can live through the pain again.”

“mason…”

“I mean it when I said I’m truly sorry, serena,” the princess had to hold back her gasp when she noticed the shift in his eyes, glazing regret to determination in a split second. “I know you said you forgive me and all that jazz, but I know when I said to tell me how I can make it all up to you.”

serena had to remind herself to breathe, as she was unable to look away from the intense wave of emotion mason was showcasing. the reminder resulted in a shaky intake of air, depicting perfectly what she was feeling inside.

serena wanted to put the entire blame to her pregnancy hormones but she knew better. she needed mason to be acting nonchalantly towards her existence if she wanted to survive this marriage unscathed—no physical scars, no emotional damage inflicted, and certainly no broken heart to mend.

“how about you give me a ride to the hospital today, hm?” serena lightly cough to cover her nervousness as she tried to lift herself to stand. “least you won’t lie about dropping me off first.”

unfortunately, one cannot change overnight and therefore she had mason on his feet first so he could help her stand up, lifting serena by the waist as if she didn’t resemble a whale at this point. “how about I skip practice for the day and come with you wherever you want to go instead?”

while his arm was around her waist and his hand was grasping her hand tightly so she wouldn’t fall, serena glanced up in disbelief. is he joking? I hope he is because the last time he came with me, he left me stranded…

the rare slip of emotion—going from disbelief to disappointment—on the princess’ ever-composed face didn’t escape the corner of mason’s eyes, and he knew immediately what she was thinking of. a little smile, pressed by the guilt of having mistreated her, shadowed against his demeanour.

“I have an overdue visit to see my little man, don’t you think?”

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“there he is!” the doctor proclaimed rather excitedly—gone was her frightening exterior the last time mason and serena met her shortly after elena’s mess. “I see he’s rather happy inside there, look at that smile!”

while serena and the doctor shared some laughter between them, mason could only stand there, frozen like a fridge in the wrong place, sore like a misplaced nail. he couldn’t believe his eyes—flashed before him was the black and white, 3D picture of his son. for the first time, mason got to see the lid of his eyes, the sharp nose, his pouty lips. the footballer could even see the weird combination of him and serena, despite the lack of colour and shape from the photo.

for the first time, mason could finally put down the literal meaning of his flesh and blood, his ultimate treasure,and it was nothing short of an incredible feeling.

it was a rather pleasant feeling, wonderful like mason could now burst in the sky happily… yet he also had to overcome this protective urge inside of him so no one could put his mini-me in danger. he’d never wanted to even punch himself for all the things he’d put the little guy and his mother through.

why didn’t he come to see this sooner?

mason had to press his lips tightly, in order to keep his emotions in check. he couldn’t cry—he shouldn’t—not when he was the one who’d once put the both of them in a game of death with god. not when he hadn’t earned his forgiveness, not when he knew he had a thousand pile of work to do to ensure both serena and his son lived without having to go through another ounce of pain in their lives.

“you’ve done well too so far, you’re doing so well,” mason whispered gently to serena’s stomach, the way he’d been doing every chance he got and every chance he was allowed to, when it was back to the two—or three—of them in the room. “we’re nearing the end, my boy. please hang in there because I can’t wait to see you,”

serena would be lying if the sight before her didn’t send warmth all over her body.

“thank you, serena,” mason whispered to her this time, his eyes met hers while he was crouching down, as he wiped off the ultrasound gel from her protruding belly. now that he got a closer look, he could point out some bulges showing up here and there momentarily and he smiled wider—despite the initial pursed lips—because that’s some strong kick, my boy. “thank you for everything you’ve done for our little guy.”

from the look mason casted to her, serena could pick out the fact he was being earnest and as genuine as his actions post the incident with elena. at that moment, despite whatever would happen between the two of them, serena concluded that she was glad mason mount was the father to her baby and pleased that she got to share her first pregnancy with someone that truly put her needs above anything else, someone who actually understood the job a father entailed, and not just merely words promised.

despite whatever was going to happen later on, serena was filled with warmth and happiness because she knew, mason would never let her fight alone, at least for things concerning their son.

“mrs. mount—I’m sorry, I’ll be back later!”

the nurse’s sudden entrance snapped the intricate moment, and serena was rather relieved because of it. god knows what would happen if the silent continued and allowed her to think of things she would rather forbid herself from pondering, considering their contractual relationship and all…

she shouldn’t be thinking about the extent of mason’s outmost care. it definitely didn’t include her, and she agreed herself that he was a wonderful father. of course it was only limited and directed for their son.

“no, no need,” serena instantly tried to sit herself up but mason—fortunately not being the one carrying the baby—beat her to it, and before she could do it her own, mason had already stood close by behind her, steadying her body as serena slowly gained her balance in sitting. “is there anything I forgot?”

“just want to remind you that your counselling session’s in 15.”

both mason and serena halted their movements. serena from the realisation that she had indeed forgot there was another place she had to visit—being around mason lately kind of put such urgent matters aside because he was almost everything she could ask for—and mason from the shock that serena submitted herself to seek a professional help, something he didn’t know of.

what kind of husband, especially the father-to-be, that didn’t know his own wife’s health record?

what kind of husband, especially the father-to-be, put his own wife to a condition that required her to seek help?

a terrible one, for sure.

and he vowed to change that.

it was the very least mason could do, after all things serena had gone through due to his recklessness. mason should make her life easier—if he couldn’t do that by far, he should do it for the remaining of the pregnancy. he should buy her the best stuffs, he should make her the best meals, he should take her to the best places…for the sake of the baby’s prenatal environment, mason replayed the sentence all over again like a broken mantra.

but of course, we knew better.

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“what do you think of the bridge?”

it was another dinner shared over the countertop of their kitchen but considering mason had a home game tomorrow and therefore forbade mason from consuming nothing else than his strict diet, the footballer took control of the wheel. so instead of serena cooking from behind the corner, mason could be found channelling his inner masterchef self.

“I’d rather not say anything that can offend you, being a childhood fan and all,” serena put her chin on top of her palm, resulting her cheeks to be squished due to the friction against two surfaces of her skin, and mason wondered if a pregnant lady could be this endearing. “because I’ve never been.”

mason’s face contorted to all ways in utter shock. “never? at all?”

serena laughed at his comical response, as she always does. mason was effortlessly funny in her standard.

“okay then, it’s settled,” mason decided firmly when serena shook her head to answer his question. “you’re so watching me tomorrow. would you be comfortable going out?”

serena’s mind went blank for a couple of seconds. while her trauma of seeing people she didn’t know was now growing less and less each day, she doubted her ears. mason despised the idea of being in a public place with her in tow unless it was an official event occurred by the palace.

but she couldn’t shake off the giddiness inside of her because she would be going out, after all. mason being more protective since the incident with elena surely should be cut off a bit, or serena would go crazy being confined in the mansion alone for far too long.

and that mason also knew she’d always watch his matches from home. now that he was offering her to watch live, up-close and personal, serena couldn’t also shrug off the niggling feeling in her stomach…

is he being kind because he now knows I’m under a psychological watch or something?

“do you not want to go?” it was serena that had all these sort of uncontrollable thoughts and yet mason still ensured she was on board with his idea. it was getting harder each day to believe what mason said about trying to be a good father when he already projected himself as one. “if so, that’s also fine.”

“I—I—I do want to go,” serena tried to gather herself as quick as possible. if the palace found out about it, she’d definitely be enrolled again to the public appearance etiquette class. “but do you really want me to be there?”

mason tilted his head in confusion, not seeing where the problem was. “I wouldn’t be asking if I don’t want you there.”

“why would you want us to be there?”

“why wouldn’t I want my wife and child to be there?”

mason might be shrugging as he went back to cook the simple, healthy meal for the both of them, as if his answer was to be expected, but serena had to swallow the bitter bile down her throat. mason might be shrugging, as if it was the most natural thing for them, as if they were real, as if he just didn’t stir something inside of serena—of what, she didn’t know.

and frankly she didn’t want to know, for she was afraid it might not be as what she hoped it was.

next chapter contains:

what if i tell you we're no longer far apart? serena's heart skipped a beat. what the hell was that supposed to mean? look around. and there he was, dapper and dashing as if the look didn't obliterate her poor heart.

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football-and-fanfics · 2 years ago

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GIF masterlist

Basically just what the title says: a masterlist of the GIF's / GIF sets I've made 😇. Clubs / players are listed in alphabetical order (players by first name).

A: Aaron Ramsdale Alisson Becker Andy Robertson Antoine Griezmann Arsenal FC

B: FC Barcelona Bart Verbruggen Ben Chilwell Bernd Leno

C: Caoimhin Kelleher César Azpilicueta Chelsea FC Christian Pulisic Cody Gakpo Conor Gallagher Curtis Jones

D: Darwin Nunez Declan Rice Dele Diogo Jota Dominik Szoboszlai

E: Ederson Moraes England NT Eric Dier Erling Haaland Euro 2024

F: Fabio Carvalho Frenkie de Jong

H: Harvey Elliott

J: Jack Grealish James Milner Joao Felix John Stones Jordan Henderson Jordan Pickford Jude Bellingham

K: Kai Havertz Kasper Schmeichel Kepa Arrizabalaga Kevin de Bruyne Kostas Tsimikas Kyle Walker

L: Liverpool FC

M: Manchester City Manuel Neuer Marc-Andre ter Stegen Marcel Sabitzer Martin Odegaard Mason Mount Mo Salah

N: Nathan Aké Netherlands NT

P: Phil Foden

R: Reece James Remko Pasveer Robert Lewandowski

S: Heung-min Son

T: Thiago Alcantara Timo Werner Tottenham Hotspur Trent Alexander-Arnold

V: Virgil van Dijk

W: Wout Weghorst

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azzurriandspanishcalciofamilies · 5 months ago

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Liga EA Sports [December 2024]

ATHLETIC CLUB BILBAO

Aitor Paredes - girlfriend, Conchi Ming

Álex Berenguer - wife, Sofia Jemmali ⮕ 🤰🏻Baby

Ander Herrera - girlfriend, Isabel Collado ⮕ 👧🏻Daniela & 👧🏻Carla

Andoni Gorosabel - girlfriend, Tzeitel Marqués

Dani Vivian - girlfriend, María Labeaga

Gorka Guruzeta - girlfriend, Saioa Gayo

Iñaki Williams - wife, Patricia Morales

Iñigo Lekue - wife, Anne Larrucea

Iñigo Ruiz de Galarreta - girlfriend, Leire Bergara ⮕ 👦🏻Markel

Javier Martón - girlfriend, Lucía Izpura

Mikel Vesga - girlfriend, Ana Martínez de Bujo ⮕ 👧🏻

Nico Williams - girlfriend, Ainhi García

Oihan Sancet - girlfriend, Nahikari Rastrollo

Óscar de Marcos - wife, Ibone ⮕ 👦🏻Iñigo, 👧🏻Clara & 👶🏻

Unai Núñez - fiancée, Cintya Roldán ⮕ 👧🏻Gara

Unai Simón - girlfriend, Carmen Orcajo

Yuri Berchiche - wife, Maddi Alduntzin ⮕ 👦🏻Luka & 👦🏻Martín

*Single Players: Alex Padilla, Álvaro Djalo, Beñat Prados, Julen Agirrezabala, Mikel Jauregizar, Nico Serrano, Peio Canales, Unai Gómez, Yeray Álvarez

ATLÉTICO MADRID

César Azpilicueta - wife, Adriana Guerendiain ⮕ 👧🏻Martina, 👧🏻Carlota & 👦🏻Matteo

Koke - wife, Beatriz Espejel ⮕ 👦🏻Leo & 👧🏻Claudia

Marcos Llorente - wife, Paddy Noarbe ⮕ 🤰🏻Baby girl

*Single Players: Javi Galán, Pablo Barrios, Robin Le Normand, Rodrigo Riquelme

CA OSASUNA

Abel Bretones - girlfriend, Bárbara Simón

Aitor Fernández - wife, Naiara Beristain ⮕ 👧🏻Ione

Alejandro Catena - girlfriend, Miriam Clemente

Iker Benito - girlfriend, Marta Castillo

Jesús Areso - girlfriend, Jennifer Ortega

Jorge Herrando - girlfriend, Sara Nuin

José Arnáiz - wife, Alba Mencia ⮕ 👦🏻José & 👧🏻Mía

Juan Cruz - girlfriend, Lidia Flores ⮕ 👧🏻Olivia & 👦🏻Cruz

Kike Barja - girlfriend, Paula Buldon

Lucas Torró - wife, Laura

Moi Gómez - wife, Patricia González ⮕ 👧🏻Valentina & 👦🏻Moisés

Raúl García de Haro - girlfriend, Belén Serrano

Rubén García - girlfriend, Ane Mendinueta

Rubén Peña - wife, Silvia Somoza ⮕ 👦🏻Enzo & 👧🏻Martina

Sergio Herrera - girlfriend, Nerea Egozkue

*Single Players: Aimar Oroz, Bryan Zaragoza, Iker Muñoz, Javi Martínez, Jesús Areso, Jon Moncayola, Nacho Vidal, Pablo Ibáñez, Unai García

CD LEGANÉS

Adrià Altimira - girlfriend, Marta Solé

Aritz Arambarri - girlfriend, Irati

Dani Raba - fiancée, Miranda Martínez

Diego García - girlfriend, Samira Shakuri

Javi Hernández - girlfriend, Ailin Kroh

Jorge Sáenz - wife, Paula Hernández

Juan Soriano - girlfriend, Noelia Caballero

Miguel De la Fuente - girlfriend, Uxue Caballero

Óscar Rodríguez - girlfriend, X ⮕ 🤰🏻

Roberto López - girlfriend, Miren Zipitria ⮕ 👦🏻

Sergio González - girlfriend, Pilar Martín ⮕ 👧🏻Sofía

*Single Players: Enric Franquesa, Luis Perea, Óscar Ureña

DEPORTIVO ALAVÉS

Ander Guevara - girlfriend, Maite Crehuet

Antonio Blanco - girlfriend, Paola Melgar

Joan Jordán - wife, Marta Durán ⮕ 👧🏻Júlia & 👦🏻Joan

Jon Guridi - girlfriend, Leire Yeregi ⮕ 👦🏻Marco

Kike García - wife, Marta López ⮕ 👧🏻Alejandra & 👦🏻Kike

Manu Sánchez - girlfriend, Evana Bermejo

Stoichkov - girlfriend, Lorena H ⮕ 👦🏻Michael*, 👧🏻Hada, 👦🏻Marcelo & 🤰🏻Mateo

Toni Martínez - wife, Cristina Kobzar ⮕ 👧🏻Sofía & 👦🏻Antonio

*Single Players: Antonio Sivera, Asier Villalibre, Carlos Martín, Carlos Vicente, Hugo Novoa

FC BARCELONA

Dani Olmo - girlfriend, Laura Abla

Fermín López - girlfriend, Berta Gallardo

Iñaki Peña - girlfriend, Claudia P

Iñigo Martínez - wife, Nerea Graña ⮕ 👧🏻Nicole & 👧🏻Paule

*Single Players: Alejandro Balde, Ansu Fati, Eric García, Héctor Fort, Lamine Yamal, Ferrán Torres, Gavi, Pablo Torre, Pau Cubarsí, Pau Víctor, Pedri

GETAFE CF

Borja Mayoral - fiancée, Flavia Natalini ⮕ 👦🏻Liam

Carles Aleñá - girlfriend, Raquel López ⮕ 👦🏻Luca*

David Soria - girlfriend, Carla Carrascosa ⮕ 👧🏻Adriana & 👧🏻

Juan Berrocal - girlfriend, Elena G

Juan Iglesias - girlfriend, Estela Grande

Luis Milla - girlfriend, Andrea Sesma ⮕ 👦🏻Iker* & 👧🏻Claudia*

Yellu - girlfriend, X

*Single Players: Alex Sola, Carles Pérez, Diego Rico

GIRONA FC

Abel Ruiz - girlfriend, Andrea Pericas

Alejandro Francés - girlfriend, Celia Fernández

Arnau Martínez - girlfriend, Carlota Torres

David López - wife, Andrea Méndez ⮕ 👧🏻Blanca & 👦🏻Noah

Iván Martín - girlfriend, Gema Abellón

Juan Carlos - wife, Diana ⮕ 👦🏻Mateo & 👧🏻Mía

Juanpe Ramírez - wife, Laura Ramos ⮕ 👧🏻Gabriela & 👦🏻Pablo

Miguel Gutiérrez - girlfriend, Mari Carmen Jiménez

Oriol Romeu - girlfriend, Sofía Lombarte ⮕ 👦🏻Zac

Pau López - wife, Andrea Gálvez ⮕ 👧🏻Mía, 👦🏻Leo & 👧🏻Zoe

Portu - wife, Judith Vizcaya ⮕ 👧🏻Vida & 👦🏻Leo

*Single Players: Bryan Gil

RAYO VALLECANO

Adrián Embarba - girlfriend, Mari Carmen Lebrón

Álvaro García - girlfriend, Laura Ibáñez ⮕ 👦🏻Álvaro & 👧🏻Vega

Aridane Hernández - girlfriend, Macarena Lozano ⮕ 👦🏻Ramón*, 👧🏻Valentina & 👧🏻Ariadna

Dani Cárdenas - girlfriend, Marta Granero ⮕ 🤰🏻Baby girl

Gerard Gumbau - fiancée, Anna Albertí ⮕ 👧🏻Mía & 👧🏻Siena

Isi Palazón - fiancée, Marta Soriano

Iván Balliu - wife, Marta Soler ⮕ 👦🏻Nil & 👦🏻Pol

Joni Montiel - girlfriend, Carlota Martín-Mateos ⮕ 👧🏻Martina

Jorge De Frutos - wife, Rocío Jarillo ⮕ 👦🏻Adán

Óscar Valentín - wife, Vanesa Ramos

Sergi Guardiola - girlfriend, Susana Otálora ⮕ 👧🏻Lía & 👦🏻Romeo

Unai López - girlfriend, Julia Llebaria

*Single Players: Diego Méndez, Pelayo Fernández, Pedro Díaz, Pep Chavarría, Raúl De Tomás, Sergio Camello

RC CELTA DE VIGO

Borja Iglesias - girlfriend, María Valero

Fran Beltrán - wife, Estefanía Molina ⮕ 👧🏻Isabella & 👧🏻Valeria

Hugo Sotelo - girlfriend, Antía Rodríguez

Iago Aspas - wife, Jennifer Rueda ⮕ 👦🏻Thiago, 👧🏻Mía & 👦🏻Aleix

Iván Villar - girlfriend, Inés Carballido

Javier Manquillo - girlfriend, María ⮕ 👦🏻 Romeo & 👦🏻Theo

Marcos Alonso - girlfriend, Paloma Vega-Penichet ⮕ 👧🏻

Miguel Baeza - girlfriend, Sara López

Óscar Mingueza - girlfriend, Andrea Freijomil ⮕ 👧🏻Bruna

Sergio Carreira - girlfriend, Mencia Calvo

Vicente Guaita - wife, X ⮕ 👦🏻, 👦🏻 & 👦🏻

*Single Players: Carlos Domínguez, Damián Rodríguez, Hugo Álvarez, Pablo Durán

RCD ESPANYOL

Álvaro Aguado - wife, Tania Cazalla ⮕ 👧🏻Cayetana

Ángel Fortuño - girlfriend, Judit García

Antoniu Roca - girlfriend, Gal·la Cots

Carlos Romero - girlfriend, Andrea

Edu Expósito - fiancée, Inma E ⮕ 👦🏻Eduardo

Fernando Calero - fiancée, Paula Calderón ⮕ 👦🏻Marco & 👧🏻Olivia

Fernando Pacheco - fiancée, Ángela Guerrero ⮕ 👦🏻Fernando

Jofre Carreras - girlfriend, Elba Martínez

José Gragera - girlfriend, Ana

Marash Kumbulla - girlfriend, Greta Manzato ⮕ 👧🏻Matilde

Pere Milla - wife, Esther Barroso ⮕ 👦🏻Mauro

Pol Lozano - girlfriend, Carlota Climent

Salvi Sánchez - wife, Soledad ⮕ 👦🏻Brayan, 👦🏻Tiago & 👦🏻Martín

Sergi Gómez - wife, Laura Pages ⮕ 👦🏻Milo

*Single Players: Álvaro Tejero, Brian Oliván, Javi Puado, Joan García

RCD MALLORCA

Antonio Raíllo - fiancée, Malén Cortijos ⮕ 👦🏻Thiago, 👦🏻Lucas & 👦🏻Nicolás

Antonio Sánchez - girlfriend, Conchi Serra ⮕ 👧🏻Carla

Copete - girlfriend, Paula Pérez

Dani Rodríguez - wife, Cristina Palavra ⮕ 👦🏻Quique, 👦🏻Izan & 👧🏻India

Iván Cuéllar - girlfriend, Vanessa Torbado ⮕ 👧🏻Valeria & 👦🏻Enzo

Leo Román - girlfriend, Aitana Martínez

Manu Morlanes - girlfriend, Sara Noguera ⮕ 👦🏻Luca

Mateu Morey - girlfriend, Catalina

Omar Mascarell - girlfriend, Sara Rodríguez ⮕ 👧🏻Matilda & 👦🏻Milan

Robert Navarro - girlfriend, Lorea Arregui

Sergi Darder - wife, Mireya Moreno ⮕ 👦🏻Martí, 👧🏻Claudia & 🤰🏻Baby

*Single Players: Abdón Prats, Javi Llabrés, Pablo Maffeo (👧🏻Valentina*), Toni Lato, Valery Fernández

REAL BETIS

Adrián San Miguel - wife, Tamara Mariscal ⮕ 👦🏻Enzo, 👦🏻Eric & 👦🏻Evan

Aitor Ruibal - girlfriend, Anabel Martínez ⮕ 👦🏻Rodrigo

Diego Llorente - wife, Ana López ⮕ 👧🏻Vega

Héctor Bellerín - girlfriend, Elena

Iker Losada - girlfriend, Laura Rodríguez

Isco - wife, Sara Sálamo ⮕ 👦🏻Isco*, 👦🏻Theo & 👦🏻Piero

Juanmi Jiménez - wife, Lorena López ⮕ 👦🏻Nicolás, 👧🏻Olivia & 👦🏻Tomás

Marc Roca - girlfriend, Zoe Assens

Pablo Fornals - wife, Tania Lara ⮕ 👦🏻Martín & 🤰🏻Baby

Sergi Altimira - girlfriend, Mar Bassa

*Single Playes: Fran Vieites, Marc Bartra (👧🏻Gala*, 👧🏻Abril* & 👦🏻Max* )

REAL MADRID

Brahim Díaz - girlfriend, Luz Méndez

Dani Carvajal - wife, Daphne Cañizares ⮕ 👦🏻Martín & 👦🏻Mauro

Dani Ceballos - girlfriend, Luna Serrat

Jesús Vallejo - wife, María Delgado

Lucas Vázquez - wife, Macarena Rodríguez ⮕ 👦🏻Lucas, 👧🏻Macarena & 👦🏻Benjamín

*Single Players: Fran García

REAL SOCIEDAD

Aihen Muñoz, girlfriend, Elba Zapata ⮕ 👧🏻Iera

Alex Remiro - girlfriend, Ainhoa Andonegui

Álvaro Odriozola - girlfriend, Inés Laffón ⮕ 👧🏻Olympia & 👧🏻Allegra

Aritz Elustondo - wife, Idoia Marin ⮕ Luken

Beñat Turrientes - girlfriend, Saroa Azkarate

Brais Méndez - girlfriend, Cristina Uña ⮕ 👧🏻Olivia

Igor Zubeldia - girlfriend, Ione Bastida ⮕ 👧🏻Nicole

Javi López - girlfriend, Cristina Chiyah

Jon Pacheco - girlfriend, June Orbegozo

Mikel Oyarzábal - girlfriend, Ainhoa Larrauri ⮕ 👦🏻Martín

Sergio Gómez - girlfriend, Andrea García

Unai Marrero - girlfriend, Iratxe Urbieta

*Single Players: Ander Barrenetxea, Jon Ander Olasagasti, Jon Magunazelaia, Martín Zubimendi, Pablo Marín, Urko González

REAL VALLADOLID

César De la Hoz - wife, Irene Arnáiz ⮕ 👦🏻Liam

Iván Sánchez - wife, Noelia Marcos ⮕ 👦🏻Leo

Javi Sánchez - girlfriend, Alba Aceituno ⮕ 👦🏻Marco & 🤰🏻Baby Girl

Kike Pérez - fiancée, Irene Ruiz

Luis Pérez - girlfriend, Andrea Claudia

Raúl Moro - girlfriend, Mariona Baena

Víctor Meseguer - girlfriend, María Trigueros

*Single Players: Chuki, David Torres, Juanmi Latasa, Mario Martín

SEVILLA FC

Isaac Romero - girlfriend, Silvia García

Jesús Navas - wife, Alejandra Moral ⮕ 👦🏻Jesús &👦🏻Romeo

José Ángel Carmona - girlfriend, X

Juanlu Sánchez - girlfriend, Candela Tovar

Saúl Ñíguez - wife, Yaiza Salamanca ⮕ 👧🏻África & 👦🏻Enzo

Suso - wife, Alicia Rodríguez ⮕ 👦🏻Alessio & 👧🏻Bianca

*Single Players: Adrià Pedrosa, Alberto Flores, Álvaro Ferllo, Kike Salas, Mariano, Pedro Ortiz, Peque

UD LAS PALMAS

Alex Muñoz - girlfriend, Catalina

Álvaro Valles - wife, María Saravia ⮕ 👦🏻Alejandro*, 👧🏻Antonella & 🤰🏻Alma

Benito Ramírez - girlfriend, Melanie Pérez ⮕ 👦🏻Jaziel

Fabio González - girlfriend, Rosa López ⮕ 👦🏻Luca

Iván Gil - girlfriend, Judit González

Jaime Mata - wife, Rocío Irisarri ⮕ 👦🏻Teo & 👧🏻Gadea

José Campaña - girlfriend, Paula Abalo ⮕ 👧🏻Cataleya & 👦🏻Lío

Kirian Rodríguez - girlfriend, Cecilia

Marvin Park - girlfriend, Lucía González

Mika Mármol - girlfriend, Alba Arjona

Pejiño - girlfriend, Isabel Crespo

Sandro Ramírez - girlfriend, Gabriela Sánchez ⮕ 👦🏻Sandro

Viti Rozada - girlfriend, Lucía Díaz

*Single Players: Alberto Moleiro, Alex Suárez, Javi Muñoz, Manu Fuster, Marc Cardona

VALENCIA CF

César Tárrega - girlfriend, Cristina

Dani Gómez - girlfriend, Ana Cucoreanu ⮕ 👦🏻Luca

Diego López - girlfriend, Mar Calatayud

Hugo Duro - wife, Nerea Martí

Hugo Guillamón - girlfriend, Claudia Ferraro ⮕ 👦🏻

Jaume Domenech - girlfriend, Victoria ⮕ 👦🏻Jaume & 👧��Valentina

Javi Guerra - girlfriend, María Alonso

José Gayà - girlfriend, Aitana Fornés

Luis Rioja - fiancée, Cristina Mesa ⮕ 👧🏻Camila

Pepelu - girlfriend, Alba

Sergi Canós - girlfriend, X

*Single Players: Cristhian Mosquera, Fran Pérez, Germán Valera, Jesús Vázquez, Rafa Mir, Yarek Gasiorowski

VILLARREAL CF

Dani Parejo - wife, Isabel Botello ⮕ 👦🏻Daniel, 👦🏻Diego & 👦🏻Gonzalo

Denis Suárez - wife, Nadia Avilés

Diego Conde - wife, Ana Moya ⮕ 👦🏻Mateo*

Gerard Moreno - wife, Núria Pulido ⮕👧🏻Melissa, 👧🏻Marta & 👦🏻Mauro

Kiko Femenía - wife, Elena Ortiz ⮕ 👧🏻Malena, 👧🏻Daniela & 👧🏻Francesca

Pau Cabanes - girlfriend, Salma Gallen

Pau Navarro - girlfriend, María Forcanell

Ramón Terrats - girlfriend, Paula Martos

Raúl Albiol - wife, Alicia Roig ⮕ 👧🏻Azahara, 👧🏻Alma, 👦🏻Romeo & 👧🏻Mía

*Single Players: Alex Baena, Alfonso Pedraza, Ayoze Pérez, Juan Bernat, Santi Comesaña, Sergi Cardona, Yéremy Pino

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

Michael [Deportivo Alavés] is Stoichkov’s son from a previous relationship.

Luca [Getafe CF] is Carles’ son from a previous relationship with Ingrid Gaixas.

Iker & Claudia [Getafe CF] are Andrea’s kids from a previous relationship with Iker Muniain.

Ramón [Rayo Vallecano] is Macarena’s son from a previous relationship.

Valentina [RCD Mallorca] is Pablo’s daughter from a previous relationship with Yaiza Soler.

Isco [Real Betis] is Isco’s son from a previous relationship with Victoria Calderón.

Gala, Abril & Max [Real Betis] are Marc’s kids from a previous relationship with Melissa Jiménez.

Alejandro [UD Las Palmas] is Marías’s son from a previous relationship.

Mateo [Villarreal CF] is Ana’s son from a previous relationship with Javier Sánchez.

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𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐞𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 - 𝐜𝐞́𝐬𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐳𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐞𝐭𝐚

• 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐦𝐞.

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐭 ... 𝐡𝐞𝐫.

𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐦*𝐭, 𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐩

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐢 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐬 🥺

he can still remember the very first day he met her — it was his first day on campus as part of his business management degree program, she’d been sitting under the tree reading a book, her silken locks flowing through the beautiful spring breeze, it looked like a painting of some sort that he couldn’t help but he entranced by.

it felt idiosyncratic in a way, he wasn’t the type to lose composure, be it on or off the pitch yet here he was, slowly but surely becoming hooked on an individual whom he hadn’t uttered a single syllable to, it seemed innocent at first, each day he would head to class he’d find her sitting there with a book in her hand and often times a cup of coffee.

four weeks … a complete month.

and he hadn't gathered an ounce of courage to approach her — throughout his time observing her, he’d discovered that they shared several classes, she was the independent owner of a landscape design company that had a moderate success which made sense given that the participants of that class were quite informative when it came to business.

he’d discovered so much and then some; yet he couldn’t bring himself up to speak to her. until …

he’d gotten to the lecture hall a bit late, the only seat available being that next to her — the mere fact he’d be sitting within close proximity had his cheeks redden as he carefully laid out his belongings, then offered her a sweet smile which she happily returned then shifted her focus back to the lecture.

every now and then, he’d steal a glance from her when he believed she wasn’t looking – it was rather arduous not to look at her as her beauty was akin to that of a beautiful spring breeze.

as the lecture concluded, he decided to try his luck and speak to her, " excuse me? " he said with a soft tone.

she looks up and smiles brightly, " hi " she said with a cheerful tone.

his heart had fluttered, her voice was gentle akin to a silken pillow one would rest their head on, " i … erm … " he chuckles nervously before adding. " i couldn’t help but notice how equipped you are about finance management and i was wondering if you’d be able to help me out because this is my first time "

she smiled softly, " of course … we can arrange study dates if you want? "

study dates, … no césar, don’t get too excited it’s just study dates. he chastised himself before smiling, " sure, here’s erm … here’s my number " he hands the piece of paper in which he had written his number.

" i’ll text you later to figure things out " she said with a soft tone before giggling and extending her hand, " where are my manners? hi i’m y/n l/n commonly known as y/n/n "

" nice to meet you " he grins shaking her hand, " césar azpilicueta, most people call me azpi "

" ah nice to meet you … latin american? " she wonders.

" likewise and erm … no, i’m uh … spanish actually " he chuckles softly.

" ooh … sorry about that " she said with an apologetic smile.

" don’t worry " he grins. " where are you from? your accent is … unique "

" not that unique " she states with a shy tone before adding. " i’m mixed, my father is german and my mother is colombian and because we moved in between, it kinda affected my accent "

" oh, that’s interesting " he states with an impressed expression, " and did you always live in the usa? "

she shakes her head and smiles, " i actually live in london "

his eyes widen, " really? so do i !! "

she grins, " yeah? what do you do there? "

he blushed from her inquiry, " i’m a … i’m a football player "

" really? oh my gosh i feel so stupid, i’m sorry i don’t keep up with local football or football in general, i’m always knee deep in work " she giggles.

jesus, what is it about her that’s driving me insane? he wonders before replying, " it’s fine, it’s actually good that you don’t " he chuckles.

" aw, fame huh? " she said sympathetically.

he nods softly, " well i better get going, don’t wanna hold you up any longer, i’ll see you around then "

" you most certainly will " she nods.

love is indeed unexpected, and for him — it’d taken a month and a half for him to realize that he wanted to be around her at all times, their study dates were refreshing, engaging in fruitful conversations that were either related to their lectures or just general topics, he found himself intrigued by her love for landscape design, and her several designs that were quite creative that he opted to make the passing comment of hiring her to design his back garden.

as time went on, he found himself seeking her presence further as their study dates developed into friendly encounters beyond the realm of school — there’d been moments where he wanted, no he ached to have her yet the prominent fear of rejection coupled with the fact that there was a significant decade age gap between them acted as a wall between them until … a study night had transformed into something more.

" what’s your biggest fear? " he had asked as the pair decided to end their study night with a glass of wine.

" i guess not being good enough at what i do, there’s a reason why i chose to be a landscape designer, we’re often so negligent that we forget to appreciate nature for what it is " she responds with a soft tone, " how about you? "

" me? " he reiterated and chuckled, " honestly, not being able to give back, it’s why i chose to complete my studies, i plan on opening up my own academy to ensure that these kids eric even more opportunities "

she cooed, " aw, that’s so sweet " she nudged him playfully then said. " you’ve got a good heart césar "

he blushed then murmurs, " thank you "

suddenly — a wave of silence falls over them before she broke it. " césar, it’s been nine months since we erm … and tell me that i’m the only one seeing it but, there is something between us, right? "

his eyes shot up; his face becoming as red as a tomato, " i … uh … " he rubs his neck then chuckles nervously, " yeah, but i didn’t want to admit it because of our age gap and the fact that you’re so amazing that i honestly felt insecure because i’m just a football player and you’re this whole other person, and right now i am losing all control here because i … i need you " he stated with a hoarse voice.

her eyes widen, " what? "

" i need you " he repeats the exacts same phrase, this time edging closer as his palm flat over her thigh sending shivers down her spine. " please "

she smiles softly, " i thought you’d never ask "

he closed the distance between them, placing a hand over the back of her neck, their lips devouring one another in a searing passionate kiss drawing out a muffled whine from her lips, a minute in he pulls back to whisper through ponderous breaths, " jesus, i’ve wanted to do that since the first time i saw you "

she beams as the atmosphere between became more passionate, she shuffled even closer until she straddles his lap, he placed his hands on her hips, desire flaming dancing within his cerulean irises, she leans in and whispers, " have you ever been controlled? "

he grunts in response, his pants becoming uncomfortably tight. " no, but there’s always room for experiment "

she smiles at his remark, her lips planting feather light kisses across his face down to his neck drawing out the sweetest melodious moans from his lips — " oh fuck " he whines, his eyes fluttering shut as she continued to lower her lips further down the exposed skin of his chest caused his breath to quicken.

" oh my … oh!!! " he whines, his chest rising and falling at a rapid pace. suddenly, without so much as a warning, his cock is freed of the confinement of his briefs, " oh amor … oh fuck me " he moans at the sensation of her lips and tongue wrapping around the entire length of his cock whilst she used her hand to stroke the rest.

his hand lands at the top of her head, his digits threading through her silken locks, " oh my .. you’re so good at that, don’t stop " he whispers, heaving ponderous breaths.

her eyes shot up to relish in the erotic sight of him withering and squirming under her touch, suddenly she decided to push her luck by using her tongue to lick the prominent veins which caused him to thrust his hips forward and whine, " jesus amor "

she proceeded to up the pace, using both her tongue and lips as well as her hand which in turn caused his muscles to tense, his cock twitching inside of her mouth releasing ropes of arousal down her throat, she lapped up every drop then pulled back, " do you feel good? " she whispers pressing tantalizing kisses across the length of his inner thigh.

he chuckles breathlessly, caressing her hair before replying. " i feel amazing, now would you mind coming up here "

she climbed up and was tugged into his lap before he began to press kisses over the top of her chest before nuzzling his face in her neck to catch his breath and that’s when she felt something wet against her neck, his body breaking down in silent sobs, which confused her for a brief moment; just then, she decided to rub his back gently, whispering sweet nothings in his ear, he then lifts his face to reveal his tear stained face, " i love you " he whispers.

she smiled softly then wiped his tears – " i love you too "

perhaps it didn’t hurt to lose control every once and a while.

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