#bukayo saka x oc

[azulera]

Pets at Home

Pairing: Bukayo Saka x Black Reader

Summary: You and Bukayo visit the pet shelter on a whim, and leave with a special plus one.

Notes: Saka my beloved … the most babygirl of all the babygirls. To be honest I was having a rough week, so I wrote this to make myself feel better LOL what is the point of writing if not that? anyways pls enjoy, and let me know what you think🫐

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The spotted tail of the salamander bumped against it’s cage as he chewed, and you pulled on your boyfriend’s sleeve, fascinated. 

“Woah, he almost ate the whole thing in one bite.” 

Bukayo leaned in closer to the glass for a better view. 

“He’s hungry, isn’t he? Do they only feed my man leaves?” 

The little critter started in on his second leaf, and you watched, still mesmerized by how its little body moved and blended into the foliage around him. When the third plant was securely in his belly, you looked up to find that your boyfriend was gone.

There was no sight of him among the other reptile cages, or the nearby aisles of food and pet care products, and you hadn’t noticed his leaving. You thought of calling his phone, but decided to browse around and find your way to him instead. There was one section of the shelter you two hadn’t yet visited where you thought he might be.  

You followed the sound of squeals and barks, and ended up at the rear of the building, where the bigger animals were held. It only took a moment before you saw Bukayo, his red jumper catching your eye, seated in one of the play rooms for customers who wanted to interact with the animals before taking them home. He was cross-legged and enraptured by a tiny chocolate lab who was gently nibbling the tips of his fingers. 

The smile on your face reached your ears as you tapped on the large window. 

Your boyfriend's eyes shined as you caught his attention, and he gestured toward the creature in his hands.

“Hey, I was waiting on you! I think he likes me, you know.” 

The puppy was dark brown with light spots around his eyes and on his belly, and a loose red collar on his neck. It let out happy little yelps as Bukayo cradled him against his chest, and you filled with softness, and questions. 

“Baby, when did you – how did you get in here?” You asked through the glass. 

“Didn’t you get my text? I was trying to find the beta-fish, yeah, but then this one here wouldn’t stop staring at me. So I asked one of the staff if I could play with him – haha, look!”

The puppy had leaped from his arms and now stuck his behind up in the air, wiggling his tail like he was about to pounce. Bukayo curled over in laughter, and gave a small tap to the side of his head. 

“Oh my days, he thinks he’s a big man, innit!” 

The pup barked back, and the two started to “spar”, Bukayo taking little swipes at the animal without ever putting him in any real harm. Already he handled him so carefully, you thought, making sure to avoid his teeth, and their matching red garments were picture-perfect. After another moment, he lifted his little friend with a hand around his belly, and brought him up to his face. 

“Why are you so cute?” Your boyfriend whispered. 

In answer, the puppy licked his tongue curiously against his nose. 

The pure joy bubbling in Bukayo’s responding laugh sent butterflies flapping in your chest. You hadn’t thought it was humanly possible for your boyfriend to get any cuter, but the sight of him cuddled up and giggling with a bite-sized dog made you feel like you would melt into your shoes.

“Baby, come in here!” He suddenly called to you. “Come hold him.” 

You walked into the small room and sat next to him, unable to resist rubbing your knee against his. Once you settled, the puppy in his lap scrambled over to yours, pressing his paws against your chest. 

“Oh, wow, I see how it is, then.” Bukayo complained. 

“Hi buddy,” You laughed and cooed to the little furry face in your hands. He let out little whinnies as he licked you. “Oh, babe, I think he likes me more.” 

“Nah, it’s calm, I get it,” Bukayo spoke to him. “I feel like that about her, too.” 

You smiled at him, scooting closer, and set the dog down to roam again. He went straight into your boyfriend’s arms.  

“I always wanted a dog, you know, since young. My mum weren’t really having that, though.” Bukayo reached to scratch him under the chin. “We should get him.” 

Your eyes widened, unsurprised by his suggestion, but feeling an intense responsibility to be the voice of reason. As adorable as the baby labrador was, today’s trip to the local pet store had been an impromptu one, a fun way for the two of you to spend a free Saturday afternoon. The plan had only been to look, not shop.  

“I don’t know, babe.” You set a placating hand on his knee. “You’re away from home a lot, and I have work, and classes. Who’s going to look after him?” 

“I will! We will!” Bukayo looked at you like the answer was obvious. “We can make a schedule or something, and switch off. And I’ll find a doggy daycare place, don’t they have those? For when we’re too busy.” 

He grabbed your hand that was closest to him, and leaned in to kiss your cheek. 

“Please?” 

When you didn’t respond, he pressed another one, closer to your lips this time. The puppy even leaned over, nuzzling his head against your hand. 

“Pretty please?” 

You sighed.

“A dog is a big commitment, Bukayo. It’s like having a kid.” 

“No, it’s not, you’re gassing it! You can’t buy kids at the store.” 

“We don’t even know if our flat allows dogs?” You countered.  

“They do! I’ve looked it up just 5 minutes ago.” 

Bukayo held his accomplice up to his face again, this time so that both their eyes were trained on you. You realized then that you’d actually enjoy having a pet, but you also wanted time to weigh the pros and cons before making such an important addition to you all’s life. Their matching puppy-dog looks and the excitedly wagging tail just next to your boyfriend’s face threatened to tip the scale. 

“Okay! Okay.” You threw up your hands. “We can get him, but let’s give it a week, okay? Just to think it over, and work out the logistics. Then, if he’s still here, we’ll adopt him.” 

“Yes! Haha!” 

Bukayo kissed you on the lips this time, then lifted your future pet up in the air. You watched the two of them play, already imagining the chaos they would get into at the flat and in the back garden as he grew bigger and faster. It didn’t stop your chest from warming, as you leaned your head on Bukayo’s shoulder. 

“He is pretty cute, isn’t he?” You mused. “What should we name him?” 

The newest member of your household looked up at you both with his big eyes, as if awaiting the answer, too. Bukayo reached down to scratch his head before he turned to you, the corners of his mouth already lifting. 

“Gunner.”

[planetpedri]

can we get a free sedona in the chat guys, lmk.

“Far,” / bukayo saka x black!oc.

❤️‍🔥 summary: when two exes can’t keep their hands off each other, a third party jumps in and stops sedona from doing something stupid.

❤️‍🔥 warnings: toxic relationships, jude being an asshole (it had to be someone, i’m sorry ☹️)

❤️‍🔥 face claim: justine skye <3 but can be whoever you imagine!

❤️‍🔥 yap! yap! yap! umm this is kind of based on me! except theres no 3rd party, there was no cheating, but me and my ex just can’t leave each other alone💔. anyway, dedicated to @ar4ujos , @halfwayhearted , @planetpedri , &&. @szalovebot because they have to hear me talk about said ex 26/9…

I be drinking in private, don’t call me to party it up.

u up? Two simple words that meant so little but held so much. It was eleven at night and Sedona was far from sober, quite literally the worst time to be texting. Jude Bellingham just couldn’t let the flame die out, relighting the candle constantly.

It was annoying, how he couldn’t let go. It was just as annoying that she let him constantly walk over her. He didn’t really want her anymore, she was just someone he called when he had no one else. She could never leave him alone though, as much as she tried.

Fuck on your n**** for cardio.

All it was was mindless sex. She’d come over, stay thirty minutes or so, then leave. It was like their routine; he texted her on a random night, She came over, she left, and the cycle would start over again.

Took a dip and he fell in love right away.

It wasn’t always like that, though. He used to really love her. He loved her so much that it scared him. So Jude being Jude, he cheated on her in plain sight. He got caught on camera and it was everywhere on social media. The worst part? He didn’t even feel bad.

I put my feelings on lay away.

She didn’t leave him. Even after he publicly embarrassed her. Instead, he left her. How stupid was that?!

Done being used, done playing stupid. Done faking cool. (I don’t want none of that shit, I don’t want it.) Done being screwed, done faking clueless. That’s how you do.

She sighed, asking the bartender for another drink before putting her head in her hands. She had come out tonight with her friends but while they were dancing, Sedona had just stayed at the bar most of the night.

A guy next to her noticed her distress, looking over at her with concern. “Are you okay?” He asked, his voice laced with an English accent.

Sedona looked over at him, tears stinging in her eyes. She hated being asked this question; it always clicked something in her head and made her want to bawl. Instead, she blinked them away and responded to him. “Nothing, I just need another drink.”

He chuckled and said, “No offense, but it doesn’t look like you need anything else.” When Sedona just blinked at him, he continued on. “I’m sorry. But seriously, what’s up?”

She sighed and decided to just open up to him. It’s not like she’d ever see him again, right? “My ex-boyfriend, like, publicly cheated on me a few months ago and he keeps coming back for sex. And me being stupid, I keep going back.”

The guy frowned and thought about what to say for a second. “I don’t think you’re stupid. What do you mean he publicly cheated?”

Sedona didn’t want to give much away, but the guy seemed cool enough. He probably didn’t even know anything about football. “He’s like… famous. And when he was on a trip for his sport, he got caught kissing another girl.”

His face softened and he genuinely seemed upset for her. “I’m so sorry, I… I don’t even know what I’d do in that situation.”

“Yeah.”

“But, I mean, clearly you love him which is why you keep going back, no?”

That made her think. Was she really still in love with him after what he had done to her? Did she keep going back to Jude just because of her unresolved and unrequited feelings for him? “No, I don’t think so. I think I just like the validation.”

“Well, I think you don’t need that guy for validation. There’s always someone better waiting for you.” He smiled at her.

“I’m sorry for not introducing myself, I’m Sedona,” she beamed back.

“Bukayo.”

(I don’t want none of that shit, she got me runnin’ so-) Far, far like I don’t recognize me. Far, far ‘cause I let you define me. Far, far ‘cause I can’t trust nobody.

He stopped her from going to his place that night. Obviously Bukayo didn’t know that, but in a way he saved her. They talked up some more, him getting her a few waters to sober her up a bit. She learned that he was in fact a footballer and definitely knew Jude. He learned that she was a university student who was studying sports medicine.

Finally, the two were tired of being there and decided to retreat to their own homes.

“Are you sure you’ll get home safe?” Bukayo asked her.

Sedona sighed, replying, “Yeah, I’ll be alright.”

“I… Let me take you home. I don’t want anything happening to you.”

Far. Stay far, it’s so far.

He dropped her off at her dorm, even going as far as to walking her into the building and to the room. He got her number briefly, and hugged her goodbye.

“I’ll see you around,” Bukayo smiled at her. “Goodnight, Sedona.”

“Goodnight, Bukayo.”

[planetpedri]

what if… saka fic where the reader/oc is scared he’s fallen out of love w her and he reassures her 😓😓

Wait till you get home — Bukayo Saka.

Pairing: Bukayo Saka x Fem!Reader

Summary: Bukayo had been distant, leading you to believe he wasn’t as in love with you—if even, anymore. That was not the case and Bukayo’s actual reasoning for it, was not what you expected.

Word count: 745+

Disclaimer/s: Angst to fluff !

A/N: Hi Nilah bae I hope you like ^_^ i lowk gave up

The house had a cold atmosphere around it. You’d stress cleaned the entire house and more. You were doing everything to keep your mind from running to the places you’d been avoiding all week.

And that was, your boyfriend. Out of seemingly nowhere two weeks ago, he started to grow distant. He took you out less, kissed you less.. he just wasn’t acting normal.

At first, you pushed it aside. He was under a lot of stress, maybe that was why. Then, when it didn’t go away, your thoughts darkened. A small part of you even thinking that maybe, just maybe, he was falling out of love.

The sound of the front door clicking open had you freezing mid vacuuming. Your eyes snap up, landing on your boyfriend. He was sweaty, meaning he hadn’t showered before leaving.

You had waited for him to come home all day to talk, but seeing him now? You couldn’t get yourself to.

“Hey.” Bukayo greets, kicking off his shoes and setting his bag on the ground. Before you had a chance to reply, Bukayo’s eyes sweep around the house, his eyebrows knitting together. “How long have you bern cleaning?”

Your tongue pokes at your cheek, “all day.” You mumble.

“All day?” He repeats your words, taking slow steps in your direction. “Why?”

Shifting on your feet, you turn to unplug the vacuum. “Do I need a reason to clean?” Your words come out harsher than you meant to, taking Bukayo by surprise.

“You don’t deep clean unless you’re extra stressed.” He’s by your side, hand wrapping around your bicep, “what’s going on?”

Your body tenses at his touch. Eyes flickering down to his hand, you frown. That’s the longest he’d even bothered touching you in weeks. A bitter taste forms in your mouth. “Nothing. Do you want dinner?”

Dropping his hand, Bukayo sighs. “I can make it, what do you want?”

Wrapping the chord around its hook, you set the vacuum aside. “I already ate, so, I don’t want anything. Plus, you need to shower. I’ll made you something.”

Your cold, snappy words had Bukayo stopping in his tracks. “Okay, what’s wrong?” He turns to face you, tilting his head to the side and giving you a warning look. “And don’t lie this time. Please?”

Gaze drifting to the floor, you shuffle uncomfortably. “Fine. You. You’re what’s wrong.” You spare him a small glance, eyes filled with concern.

Bukayo’s expression flattens, “what?”

“Don’t play stupid! You’ve been so distant for the last few weeks! Are you like—I don’t know, are you not in love with me anymore? Am I making your life difficult or—“ You clamp your mouth shut, stopping the rambling.

When you look up, your boyfriend stared at you with his mouth agape, words failing him. He collects himself, “That is the furthest thing from the truth. Where is that even coming from? Of course I love you!” His hands fly up in defense, “Baby, I—“ His mouth purses, motioning with his hands for you to come to him.

Refusing, you shake your head. “No, no. I just want answers! Why are you being weird and distant!”

Bukayo taps his foot against the wooden floor. “I was planning a surprise party for you. Your birthday is coming up and I didn’t want to spoil it. You know I can’t keep secrets! I didn’t think I was being that distant.” His confession leaves you, well—stunned.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” You laugh, “I literally—you had me so worried! Oh my..” You stop talking, planting your hands on your hips. “That’s a sweet gesture, but seriously, you could have gone about it so much differently.”

Bukayo takes a few steps till he reaches you, “I apologize profusely.” He takes your face in his hands, his words ringing sincere.

Leaning into his touch you let out a long sigh. “Okay, okay. I believe you.”

“And, I love you, obviously.” He continues, “always.”

Chuckling, you nod your head. “I love you, too. Always.” When Bukayo leans in for a kiss, you dodge his face. “Shower first! Please. You stink.”

Bukayo rolls his eyes, “it’s not that bad.”

“Well..” You shrug, “shower first. I’ll make you dinner, then you can come back to me for that kiss, okay?”

Reluctantly nodding, Bukayo lets go of your face and makes his way toward the bathroom. “I’ll be quick!” He announces over his shoulder.

“Counting on it!” You laugh, opening the fridges door.

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[joaoflms]

sooo…. saka fic but when the reader/oc is in love w his best friend and he just can’t accept that☺️💕

Bad Religion. Bukayo Saka

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pair ; Bukayo Saka x Fem!Reader

disclaimer ; Angst - no happy ending

d speaks ; specially dedicated to my beautiful girl, @sakashq ! you’re amazing and a great writer, don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. i love you tons. also, sorry this is so short !!

It was a beautiful day, Saka woke up refreshed and thought today would be great. He called you and asked if you wanted to go to a restaurant that he knew was your favorite.

He was so excited to hear accept his invitation, but you asked if he could bring his friend along. He said yes to you but his heart dropped.

He knew your feelings for his best friend, but this was his last straw. He also knew that his best friend was just leading you on, he had told him to quit it ages ago. The two had gotten into so many fights and you were the main reason why, Saka always told him that you were the wrong girl to be playing like that.

Once you all arrived at your favorite restaurant, you all started to converse per usual. You had realized Saka was looking at you particularly different than he usually did, or that you noticed of.

Once you guys wrapped up lunch, Saka was zoning out as you talked to his friend, laughing at all of his jokes and looking at him with such admiration in your eyes. He was done.

“I’m gonna head home…” He blurts out. “What? Why?” You say with a frown creeping up on your face.

“I’m not going to sit here and watch the girl that I’ve been in love with for years stare at my best friend with goo-goo eyes when he’s just leading her on. I can’t watch this jackass treat you like you’re some other girl, because in my eyes you’re much more than that! I’m sick of putting myself through this when I know both of your true feelings, that’s all.”

Your jaw completely dropped. You had no idea he had these feelings.

You feel like such a jerk replaying in your mind all you’ve said to him about how much you like his friend.

“Saka, I..” You say as tears swell up in your eyes, you feel like such a bitch.

Before you can say anything, he storms off and leaves.

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[sakashq]

Far. / bukayo saka x black!oc.

❤️‍🔥 summary: when two exes can’t keep their hands off each other, a third party jumps in and stops sedona from doing something stupid.

❤️‍🔥 warnings: toxic relationships, jude being an asshole (it had to be someone, i’m sorry ☹️)

❤️‍🔥 face claim: justine skye <3 but can be whoever you imagine!

❤️‍🔥 yap! yap! yap! umm this is kind of based on me! except theres no 3rd party, there was no cheating, but me and my ex just can’t leave each other alone💔. anyway, dedicated to @ar4ujos , @halfwayhearted , @planetpedri , &&. @szalovebot because they have to hear me talk about said ex 26/9…

I be drinking in private, don’t call me to party it up.

u up? Two simple words that meant so little but held so much. It was eleven at night and Sedona was far from sober, quite literally the worst time to be texting. Jude Bellingham just couldn’t let the flame die out, relighting the candle constantly.

It was annoying, how he couldn’t let go. It was just as annoying that she let him constantly walk over her. He didn’t really want her anymore, she was just someone he called when he had no one else. She could never leave him alone though, as much as she tried.

Fuck on your n**** for cardio.

All it was was mindless sex. She’d come over, stay thirty minutes or so, then leave. It was like their routine; he texted her on a random night, She came over, she left, and the cycle would start over again.

Took a dip and he fell in love right away.

It wasn’t always like that, though. He used to really love her. He loved her so much that it scared him. So Jude being Jude, he cheated on her in plain sight. He got caught on camera and it was everywhere on social media. The worst part? He didn’t even feel bad.

I put my feelings on lay away.

She didn’t leave him. Even after he publicly embarrassed her. Instead, he left her. How stupid was that?!

Done being used, done playing stupid. Done faking cool. (I don’t want none of that shit, I don’t want it.) Done being screwed, done faking clueless. That’s how you do.

She sighed, asking the bartender for another drink before putting her head in her hands. She had come out tonight with her friends but while they were dancing, Sedona had just stayed at the bar most of the night.

A guy next to her noticed her distress, looking over at her with concern. “Are you okay?” He asked, his voice laced with an English accent.

Sedona looked over at him, tears stinging in her eyes. She hated being asked this question; it always clicked something in her head and made her want to bawl. Instead, she blinked them away and responded to him. “Nothing, I just need another drink.”

He chuckled and said, “No offense, but it doesn’t look like you need anything else.” When Sedona just blinked at him, he continued on. “I’m sorry. But seriously, what’s up?”

She sighed and decided to just open up to him. It’s not like she’d ever see him again, right? “My ex-boyfriend, like, publicly cheated on me a few months ago and he keeps coming back for sex. And me being stupid, I keep going back.”

The guy frowned and thought about what to say for a second. “I don’t think you’re stupid. What do you mean he publicly cheated?”

Sedona didn’t want to give much away, but the guy seemed cool enough. He probably didn’t even know anything about football. “He’s like… famous. And when he was on a trip for his sport, he got caught kissing another girl.”

His face softened and he genuinely seemed upset for her. “I’m so sorry, I… I don’t even know what I’d do in that situation.”

“Yeah.”

“But, I mean, clearly you love him which is why you keep going back, no?”

That made her think. Was she really still in love with him after what he had done to her? Did she keep going back to Jude just because of her unresolved and unrequited feelings for him? “No, I don’t think so. I think I just like the validation.”

“Well, I think you don’t need that guy for validation. There’s always someone better waiting for you.” He smiled at her.

“I’m sorry for not introducing myself, I’m Sedona,” she beamed back.

“Bukayo.”

(I don’t want none of that shit, she got me runnin’ so-) Far, far like I don’t recognize me. Far, far ‘cause I let you define me. Far, far ‘cause I can’t trust nobody.

He stopped her from going to his place that night. Obviously Bukayo didn’t know that, but in a way he saved her. They talked up some more, him getting her a few waters to sober her up a bit. She learned that he was in fact a footballer and definitely knew Jude. He learned that she was a university student who was studying sports medicine.

Finally, the two were tired of being there and decided to retreat to their own homes.

“Are you sure you’ll get home safe?” Bukayo asked her.

Sedona sighed, replying, “Yeah, I’ll be alright.”

“I… Let me take you home. I don’t want anything happening to you.”

Far. Stay far, it’s so far.

He dropped her off at her dorm, even going as far as to walking her into the building and to the room. He got her number briefly, and hugged her goodbye.

“I’ll see you around,” Bukayo smiled at her. “Goodnight, Sedona.”

“Goodnight, Bukayo.”