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Bromance prompt #5

Who: Ben Chilwell, Jack Grealish Prompt: Sick Requested by: anonymous Warnings: mentions of being sick

Ben usually wasn't the type of person to just sit quietly. So when he did exactly that after today's training session, Jack knew something was not right with his friend. "You good, mate?" Jack asked when he found Ben sitting in the dressing room, looking ghostly pale. "I'm not feeling well." Ben's voice sounded frail. Jack sat on his haunches in front of Ben and rested a hand on his knee. "What's wrong?" "I feel like I might be coming down with a migraine," Ben mumbled, "my head's killing me and I'm seeing all these black spots."

A small, almost inaudible gasp escaped Jack. This sounded serious and for a moment he didn't quite know what to do. "Stay here, don't move." Jack recollected himself. "I'm getting you some help." "Not going anywhere," Ben mumbled back weakly, resting his head back against his locker and closing his eyes.

Jack returned a short while later with one of the team's doctors. "Ben?" The doctor knelt down in front of him. Ben slowly opened his eyes. "I think I'm having a migraine." He spoke before the medic could even ask any further questions. The doctor nodded. "Jack indeed told me about your symptoms. How about your tolerance to light and sound?" Ben minutely shook his head, now swallowing back a wave of nausea, too. "Getting increasingly worse."

"I think you're quite right about this being a migraine," the doctor concluded, offering a sympathetic smile. Ben groaned softly and squeezed his eyes shut again as his migraine steadily worsened further. "Anything you can do about it?" He winced. "I'll give you some painkillers, but the best remedy is sleep," the doctor explained, "do you have someone who can take you home?" "I'll do it," Jack immediately piped up, "I'll take him home."

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Some 30 minutes later, Ben opened the front door to his house. Jack had his arm slung around Ben's waist to support his friend. The painkillers still needed to kick in properly and the migraine was still so bad that Ben was quite unsteady on his feet.

Jack escorted Ben to the bedroom. As Ben just found the strength to change into something that resembled nightwear, Jack made sure the room was as darkened as possible.

Finally, Ben lay down in his bed and rested his aching head on his soft pillow. "Do you need anything?" Jack asked quietly, looking down at Ben. "No, I'm good," Ben answered wearily, "I just need lots of sleep." Jack nodded slowly. "If you change your mind, I'll be in the living room." "You're staying?" Ben cracked open one eye to look at Jack. "Yeah." Jack answered as if that was the most logical thing in the world. "You don't look too good, mate, so I'm staying here to make sure you're okay."

Ben seemed to relax a little at the idea of not being completely alone at home. "Thanks." "Sure." Jack shortly patted Ben's foot. "That's what friends are for."

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Keep the ice on it - Ben Chilwell

Who: Ben Chilwell Prompt: "Keep the ice on it." Notes with request: Reader interacting pleaseee and your an amazing righter so go nuts on the plot 🤪🥰 Requested by: anonymous Warnings: mentions of injury GIF by me

"Don't freak out." It were the first words Ben spoke to you when he came home from training today. Naturally, upon hearing these words, you did freak out a bit. "Why? What happened?!" Ben limped into your view, and fear truly gripped your heart. "Oh, no, don't tell me you injured your knee again?" You stared at Ben, wide-eyed, waiting for him to answer. "Well, not in that way." Ben quickly clarified. "I slipped and fell in the shower at Cobham, and now my knee is all bruised and swollen." "I'm actually strangely glad to hear that." You sighed in relief. You had been by Ben's side from beginning to end when he'd suffered his lengthy knee injury last season, and you had experienced first-hand how hard it had been for him to deal with. The last thing you wished for him was to go through something like that ever again. Ben rolled up the leg of his trousers to show you his stricken knee. There was a large, dark bruise visible, and the entire area was swollen up. "Ouch," you winced, "that needs some more icing." "Probably," Ben nodded. "Okay, clumsy." You gave him a quick peck on the lips. "You go change into something comfortable, sit yourself down, and I'll get you an ice pack from the freezer." Some fifteen minutes later, Ben found himself sitting on the sofa, with his injured leg outstretched on a low stool in front of him and an ice pack wrapped around his knee. "You good, babe?" You asked him. "Yeah." He smiled contentedly. "Will you watch a movie with me?" "Absolutely." You nodded. "Just give me a few minutes while I make us some snacks." "Need some help?" Ben was already in the process of getting to his feet, when you hurried over and pushed him back down. "No," you chuckled, "you keep the ice on it, and allow me to spoil you rotten today." Ben smiled lovingly at you. "That's always a good thing."

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Hold still - Jack Grealish

Who: Jack Grealish Request: 8 and 15 for Jack Grealish please! (Don’t know if I’m allowed to request two at once but thought I’d be cheeky and just ask😂) Thank you so much! Prompt #8: "Will you just hold still?" Requested by: anonymous Warnings: mild mentions of injury Thanks for your request. Hope you'll like it :-)

Manchester City's match of the day before yesterday left Jack with a split eyebrow. It required five stitches, and earned him a nasty bruise and swollen eyebrow. To prevent infection, the wound had to carefully be cleaned a few times per day. A task you had taken upon yourself to perform. "Will you just hold still?" You complained at Jack sitting on a chair in front of you. The piece of gauze in your hand, soaked in saline solution, hovered over his eyebrow. Every time you got close to touching his skin, he flinched away from you. "But it stings," Jack whined softly. "Yeah, well, it will hurt a lot more if it gets infected," you said back sternly. Jack blew out a deep breath, shifting a little uncomfortably in his seat. "Alright, get it over with." You gently brushed a strand of hair off his forehead, before very carefully dabbing the gauze against the stitched up wound. Jack immediately winced at the stinging pain it caused. "Don't be such a wuss," you teased. Jack grumbled something under his breath, but apart from a few small shudders, he didn't make another sound or movement. "All done." You announced about a minute later. You gently applied a fresh plaster over the stitches, before sitting back. "That wasn't so bad, now, was it?" "Meh." Jack's shrug quickly changed into a lopsided grin. "But a kiss would definitely make me forget all about it." "Happy to help," you mumbled against his lips, before giving him a tender and loving kiss. Tags: @glam-khal, @evie-pr, @gryffinwars, @auawdo, @meteora-fc, @stonesys, @prettystones, @katerinahunny If you would like to be added to the tags list, too, you can fill out this form and I'll add you to it!

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Celebrate - Timo Werner

Who: Timo Werner Request: is it possible to request a timo imagine where you celebrate him getting the goal n the 2 assists against luton when he gets home? Requested by: anonymous Warnings: none

Timo was struggling lately. He wasn't getting too much playing time, and when he did, he had trouble making an impact on the match. That was why Timo was extra grateful for the place in the starting lineup Tuchel granted him for their upcoming FA Cup match against Luton Town. From the moment he stepped out on the pitch, Timo could already feel it was going to be a good night. And it sure turned out to be... It had been a long while since he had felt so free during a match, Things went his way for a change, and Timo crowned his masterful performance of the night with a goal and two assists. You were in the stands watching the match. With every minute of the match, the smile on your face widened. It was good to see Timo like this again, with all his old zest and danger out on the pitch. "You were amazing!" You waited for him at the edge of the pitch as the match was finished. The smile on Timo's face couldn't be wider by now, and he looked euphoric with his own performance of today. "So you think I was amazing, huh?" Timo helped you step over the boarding separating the stands from the pitch, before lovingly wrapping his arms around you. "Yes," you answered proudly, snuggling yourself against his side. "We should definitely celebrate." "What do you have in mind?" Timo looked like the idea of a good celebration was a welcome foresight. "Nothing special," you smirked mischievously, "some food, maybe some wine, and I do think I have some new lingerie that you haven't seen yet." Timo blushed slightly as he grinned. "You call that nothing special?" "Well, maybe it is special," you teased with a wink. "So, see you at home later?" "Oh, you bet!" The excitement was clear in Timo's eyes. "I'll be there as soon as I can and we're going to make this a night to remember." Tags: @glam-khal, @evie-pr, @gryffinwars, @auawdo, @meteora-fc, @de-geas, @stonesyyyy, @drizzyreese, @hbstre, @soccerfanfiction, @sternennebel2001, @celessence PL tags: @superjackgrealishbxup, @ella33 Chelsea tags: @chilwell-21 If you would like to be added to the tags list, too, you can fill out this form and I'll add you to it! Click here for more of my Timo Werner imagines.

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Struggles - Donny van de Beek, Matthijs de Ligt & Frenkie de Jong

Who: Donny van de Beek, Matthijs de Ligt, Frenkie de Jong Request: You can write a hurt/comfort with all Donny's emotional trauma, or faking a scenario where they meet each other, or whatever you want, I just want a story about these 3 because no one writes about them Requested by: anonymous Warnings: mentions of struggles, having a hard time

All three of them knew that leaving Ajax would bring them challenging times. Dreams came true for Donny, Frenkie and Matthijs when transfers presented themselves to top clubs in Europe's biggest leagues. But now, a year later, whilst gathering with the Dutch national team, they all had to admit that the transition into their new clubs and their new home countries had been anything but easy. Today, as they sat at a table in the lounge of the hotel the Dutch national team was staying at, marked the first time the three of them were together again since their transfers away from Ajax. Each could see in the others that the move had changed them, matured them, and hadn't always been easy. "So, here we are, huh?" Donny smirked. It felt like old times' sake how he sat here with Matthijs and Frenkie. Of course they had always kept in contact with one another, but with their clubs' busy schedules, physically meeting proved difficult. "Like nothing ever changed," Frenkie nodded. "But it did..." Matthijs responded somewhat ominously. Frenkie and Donny agreed silently. For a moment there was silence amongst them. Clearly, all three of them wanted to spill their struggles, but neither of them knew how to start. "Do you know what I miss the most now that all of us are away from Ajax?" Donny finally started. "You guys." Matthijs nodded quietly. "The unconditional friendship on and off the pitch." "Indeed," Frenkie agreed, "we've been friends for so long already, you guys need only one look to see my mood or when I'm struggling. And so do I for you." "That's exactly what I miss..." Donny swallowed away a slight lump in his throat. The sudden knowledge that his two best friends struggled with exactly the same things as him strangely strengthened him. "Do you know what we should do?" Frenkie whipped out his phone with a slight smirk. "We should make a WhatsApp group chat." Matthijs chuckled. "Called the FAM?" Former Ajax Mates?" "I'm all in," Donny laughed, "how have we not thought of this earlier?" Frenkie immediately tapped away at his phone, creating the group chat. "Let's agree to share anything that's on our minds. The good things, but maybe more importantly, our struggles. I'm certain we can help each other out, and learn a thing or two from each other.." "Agreed." Matthijs nodded, "speaking for myself: it would do me a lot of good." "Absolutely," Donny added, " because that's what friends are for." Tags: @glam-khal, @evie-pr, @gryffinwars, @auawdo, @meteora-fc, @de-geas, @stonesyyyy, @katerinahunny, @hbstre, @soccerfanfiction, @sternennebel2001 Frenkie tags: @footballffbarbiex If you would like to be added to the tags list, too, you can fill out this form and I'll add you to it!