#eduardo camavinga fluff

[suni-writings]

Give it a try.

eduardo camavinga x fem!reader

wc: 1.2k

(content warning: none. just fluff and drinking.)

it's been a while again, but jude smut coming soon. meanwhile, enjoy this small, short fluff i made for camavinga. he deserves more appreciation.

“Cama—” she said between laughters. “Could you please stop?”

Camavinga was hitting her with a pillow, gently, of course, because he would never hurt his best friend. They had known each other for so long and despite her many attempts to annoy him, he wouldn’t fight back. He never did. He didn’t know why.

That day, Eduardo was trying skating with her. For a footballer, he had a terrible balance. While she mocked his attempt of a performance, he fell and scratched his knee. He complained like it was the end of his career.

Between a mix of a huff and a laughter, she took him to her place — they weren’t far away, after all, since it was her skate.

“When you said you had band-aids,” he said while still hitting her with the pillow. “I didn’t think it would be Hello Kitty ones! It ruins all my stylish reputation! What do you think I look like with these?” he asked, stopping for a moment to point to his wounded knee.  

Eduardo was being overly dramatic, and he knew it. It was how their dynamic worked, and he wouldn’t change it for anything in the world

“A princess?” she attempted, trying to hold her laughter.

“You’re so—” Camavinga had given up on hitting her with the pillow and threw himself on her bed.  

She could get under her skin so easily, but that was due to how much she knew him. He was sure that, at this point, they could become one. If he was blind, he could find her by the scent of her hair. And, if he couldn’t smell, Eduardo would still know her from her simple touch of her hand or by touching the strands of her hair.

Was that an appropriate thought? He had to get rid of it.

“What? Beautiful? Smart? The sweetest girl in town?” She teased him.

Maybe she was all of that. Maybe even a bit more. But it was a thought he didn’t dare to cross.

“Annoying is more suitable.” He rolled his eyes.

“My Hello Kitty princess.” She teased him and pinched his sides, making him slightly flinch and huff.

“Fine. Have your field day with your stupid band-aids. I���m going to change them when I get home.” He replied, gruff.

He wouldn’t, not at all. Not when she kneeled in front of him and made sure to take care of him. No matter how silly the band-aid was, he wouldn’t change it.

Did that mean something?

No, he couldn’t think about it. Not about his friend. Much less in her bed.

Eduardo Camavinga was a lot of things. A famous footballer, a Real Madrid player, a charmer, a funny guy. But, in his mind, above all, he was her best friend; the thought terrified him just as much as it thrilled him. He couldn’t stop thinking of her gentle touch against his skin, worried about a mere scratch on his knee that he had made a big deal of.

“Edu?” She asked, the nickname only she was allowed to use. No one else called him that. “You’re spacing out, my dear.”

They were having milkshakes while sitting on a bench at her favorite park. Slowly, Eduardo was starting to realize the number of things he did or places he went because she was happy with it, and how he learnt to love it out of her happiness.

But he couldn’t think about that. Not about her, right?

Although, he had to admit, it was pretty damn hard to not think like that when she called him my dear. He stretched his free arm, with his yellow letter jacket, and put it behind her. A common gesture.

“I was just thinking about football.” Easy escape. Camavinga could get rid of almost anything if he said it was about football. No one dared to say otherwise.

Except her, of course, because she had to be an exception for every damn thing in his life. She knew him too much. Maybe he was going mad.

“You’re a terrible liar.” She said and took a sip of her milkshake as if what she had said was nothing.

“Excuse me?” He said, almost offended. She could see right through him.

“You do this thing when you’re lying that you crease your eyebrows and look away.  Like when you said you wouldn’t buy anything expensive for my birthday.” She explained.

“You think you’re so clever.” Eduardo rolled his eyes. She wasn’t wrong. “You’re not the only one who pays attention, you know?”

“Oh, yeah?” She looked at him, defiant.

“Yeah. For example—” He leaned close to her. If he was truly observant, he would’ve realized the look in her eyes. How her pupils dilated or the way her breath hitched; how she looked from his mouth to his eyes. “The strands of your hair are tucked behind your ear, and you never do that. Besides, you ordered a cappuccino milkshake when you only drink matcha.  Doesn’t sound much like you, does it?”

She bit her bottom lip. She never would have thought he paid that much attention to her.

“First of all, matcha is heavenly. Second, can’t a girl try new stuff?” She argued.

“Sure, Hello Kitty.” He replied with a smirk, going back to appreciate the trees nearby.

“I think I more a My Melody girl.” She said, squinting her eyes, as if she was truly in deep thought about the subject. He just rolled his eyes.

“You’re annoying.” He retorted, holding back a smile. He wouldn’t change a thing about her.

They were both drunk in her room, sitting on her couch while the movie they were watching ended. They had too much of a mixture of apple cider with alcoholic drinks. Didn’t taste perfect, but they just wanted to get wasted. It was their way to relax during a Saturday night.

“You know,” Camavinga looked at her, his tone slurred. “I really like your hair. It’s so pretty and soft and—”

“I really like your mouth.” She interrupted him, not even processing what she was saying. He felt his heartbeat slightly faster, because, at the same time it could mean nothing, it could mean something. “They’re so full and look so soft, perfect to—”

She stopped mid-sentence. She couldn’t say what she wanted to say.

Camavinga leaned closer to her. It was past midnight, and he didn’t give a damn about anything else at that moment but her. She leaned right back, to his surprise.

“Perfect to what?” he asked in a whisper, as if it was another one of their secrets. Something forbidden to say.

“To kiss.” she finally replied, her voice barely audible.

And that was his doom. He couldn’t take it any longer, and he was tired of keeping his thoughts and feelings away.

He leaned closer, inches away from her mouth, closing his eyes as he tried to get courage to do what he had been wanting to for a long time. But, to his surprise, she kissed him. Her soft hands between his jaw and the back of his ear as his hands traveled to her perfect hair. Time stopped for a moment; their minds dizzy from the gentleness of the kiss. It was as if they were testing waters, to evaluate if that was forbidden or not.

It certainly didn’t taste forbidden.

“You taste like apple cider.” She whispered softly against his lips once they pulled away, looking for some air.

“So do you.” He chuckled softly.

“Even if we’re just friends,” she whispered. “We could be more than that, right?”

He opened one of his biggest smiles.

“Yes, darling. We can give this thing a try.”

[dreamonseems]

Can you make protective Camavinga like “don’t worry everything is gonna be okay” “get behind me” when readers is in danger so he wants to protect her please?

Protector

Eduardo Camavinga X Female Reader

Summary: Reader and Eduardo are having a date night when some guys attack them.

Sorry this took a life time life's been super crazy lately, but I promise many more to come!

On a blissful date night with Eduardo, you found yourselves at one of your favorite restaurants, the air abuzz with the promise of a memorable evening. It was salsa night, a chance to indulge in a passion you both shared while reveling in each other's company. The weight of busy schedules and his absence due to matches melted away, replaced by the joy of being together once more.

As you entered the restaurant, the vibrant sounds of Latin music greeted you, filling the air with infectious rhythms. The aroma of delectable food hung tantalizingly in the air, whetting your appetite for the flavors that awaited. The ambiance was lively, couples and friends mingling, their laughter intermingling with the melodies that beckoned them to the dance floor.

Seated at a cozy table, Eduardo's hand enveloped yours, a warm reassurance that echoed the love and excitement that thrived between you. Conversations flowed effortlessly, weaving through the topics you both had missed during his absence. Laughter punctuated the moments of tender connection, painting the evening with hues of joy.

As plates of delicious food were placed before you, you savored each bite, the flavors dancing upon your taste buds in perfect harmony with the pulsating music. The energy of the room was infectious, drawing you both to the dance floor, where bodies intertwined, surrendering to the intoxicating rhythms.

Lost in the enchantment of the moment, you felt the gaze of onlookers upon you and Eduardo. Glancing towards the bar, you noticed a group of men, their eyes fixated on the two of you. Assuming they were admirers of Eduardo's football career, you dismissed it, focusing instead on the handsome man in your arms, his presence filling your heart with warmth.

The night progressed, the hour growing late, and you made the decision to call it a night. Standing outside, waiting for your Uber, you realized you had left your cardigan inside the restaurant. "Oh, I forgot my cardigan inside," you mentioned to Eduardo, a hint of disappointment tingeing your voice.

Without hesitation, Eduardo leaned in to plant a quick kiss on your lips before offering, "It's okay, baby. I'll go get it for you." His genuine concern and willingness to help melted away any lingering frustration, reaffirming the strength of your connection.

As you waited for him, a sudden jolt interrupted your thoughts. Someone had rudely bumped into you, uttering derogatory words under their breath. Looking up, you recognized the face of one of the men who had been staring at you and Eduardo earlier. Choosing to rise above the provocation, you turned away and began walking in the opposite direction.

Before you could take more than a few steps, a vice-like grip seized your arm, trapping you. A surge of fear coursed through you as the man sneered, his words dripping with malice, "Where do you think you're going, bitch? Where's your little bitch-ass boyfriend?"

Desperation took hold as you struggled to free yourself from his grasp, ultimately resorting to delivering a resounding slap across his cheek. Yet, the situation escalated, as two more men converged upon you, their intentions apparent.

Just as panic threatened to consume you, Eduardo appeared, emerging from the restaurant like a guardian angel. A mixture of fury and protectiveness radiated from his every pore as he sprang into action, fending off the assailants with a remarkable display of strength and determination. "Get behind me, baby," he commanded, his voice resonating with authority and unwavering love.

A tense standoff ensued as Eduardo confronted the aggressors, demanding an explanation for their actions. Their words dripped with bitterness and misplaced anger, blaming Eduardo's team for their perceived injustice.

Their insults echoed through the night, but Eduardo stood tall, resolute in his defense of you and his unwavering belief in his team's worthiness.

Despite the odds stacked against him, Eduardo fought valiantly, his fists a blur as he battled against the four men. Yet, as the struggle intensified, a glimmer of concern surfaced within you. Fearful for both his safety and the escalating violence, you rushed back into the restaurant, frantically calling for help.

Moments later, security personnel arrived, their authoritative presence quelling the chaos that had ensued. They swiftly intervened, separating the warring parties and ensuring that the authorities were alerted to the disturbance.

As the chaos subsided, Eduardo's attention turned solely to you. Concern etched on his face, he gently checked your body, ensuring you were unharmed. Tears welled in your eyes as the magnitude of the moment sank in, overwhelmed by the fear that had momentarily gripped your heart.

Taking you into his arms, Eduardo reassured you, holding you tightly as you sought solace in his embrace. "It's okay, baby. I'm here," he whispered, his voice a soothing balm to your rattled spirit. In that moment, you felt the profound love and protection he offered, his presence offering comfort and security.

"I'm so sorry, baby," Eduardo murmured, his voice laced with remorse. "I never wanted any of this to happen." His eyes bore into yours, seeking reassurance and forgiveness.

You cupped his face in your hands, the weight of the night's events heavy upon you both. "It's not your fault, Eduardo," you whispered, your voice filled with love and understanding. "We'll get through this together."

In the aftermath of the incident, the night was marred by the shadows of what had transpired, but your bond remained unbreakable. United by love and fortified by resilience, you held each other close, knowing that together, you could weather any storm that came your way.

[darlingjude]

i hope jude doesn’t struggle to fit in or make friends when he moves to madrid :(((

i really don’t think he will. he’s very charismatic and seems to make friends very easily. i think the only dilemma would be that there will be more language barriers in this team than there were in dortmund bc there aren’t as many english-speakers, so i think he should start learning español ASAP

i feel like he’d fit in well with the likes of cama and tchouameni

[judes-baeeee]

Tell me why I hopped on insta and I see camavinga posted with her and Vini??

Hate to be that person, but I knew something bad would happen to him as soon as I saw that skims ad, we joke all the time, but that kardashian curse is real, and let me not even start on "starino summer", those people are weird and are involved in some dark shit and their karma always gets you too eventually, I felt at the start of the season that he is going to get injured, my intuition never lie to me, sorry for the rant and typos I had to get this off my chest

you might be on to something i fear, she kursed the match too. hopefully he stops being an alleged john and stops overworking himself. if he can't hear he must feel, mad ting sad ting lol

[pdriesta]

CHAPTER SIX

“i want something that i know is real”

genres — fluff, slow burn, workplace romance (she’s a pt)

warnings — sexual themes (minors dni)

word count — 9k

summary — y/n, a rising physiotherapist, has just been promoted to work with real madrid's men's team. after a difficult breakup, she's determined to keep things professional. but when jude bellingham, the club's charming new star, sets his sights on her, maintaining boundaries becomes harder than ever. can she resist the pull, or will she risk everything for a love she swore she’d never fall for again?

an — WE FINALLY CAUGHT UP! WE ARE BACK BABY!

masterlist

the afternoon was unusually quiet in the physio station, the usual hum of activity replaced by the soft buzz of conversation between y/n and eduardo camavinga, who was stretched out on one of the treatment tables. aurélien tchouaméni and brahim díaz were also there, leaning against the counter as they talked about everything from the upcoming match to their plans for the weekend.

y/n was focused on camavinga’s leg, her hands working to massage out a knot in his calf, when aurélien suddenly grinned and nudged brahim, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "so, y/n," aurélien started, his tone teasing, "where's your boyfriend today?"

the question caught y/n completely off guard. she felt her heart leap into her throat, her hands freezing mid-motion as she processed the words. boyfriend? she blinked rapidly, trying to piece together a response. she and jude hadn’t really discussed labels, and they definitely hadn’t told anyone about their… situation.

"i—uh…" she stammered, her face heating up as she struggled to find something to say. her brain seemed to have short-circuited. she could feel all three pairs of eyes on her, waiting for her response, and the weight of their attention only made her more flustered.

seeing her struggle, brahim chuckled softly and shook his head. "relax, y/n. we're just messing with you," he said, though the curious glint in his eyes made her wonder if they knew more than they were letting on.

y/n let out a nervous laugh, trying to brush off the comment as she resumed her work on camavinga’s leg. "right," she murmured, though her mind was still reeling from the question. did they know? had they noticed something between her and jude? the thought made her heart race even faster.

before she could dwell on it any further, the door to the physio station swung open, and jude walked in, a warm smile on his face. "hey, baby—" he started, his voice soft and affectionate before he caught himself, his eyes widening in panic as he realized who else was in the room. "uh, y/n," he corrected quickly, his tone awkward as he tried to cover up the slip.

y/n’s eyes went wide as saucers, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. she shot jude a panicked look, feeling her heart pounding as the tension in the room skyrocketed. jude’s sudden shift in demeanor only made things worse, and she could see the wheels turning in aurélien, eduardo, and brahim's minds as they exchanged knowing looks.

"something happen between you two?" aurélien asked, his voice innocent enough, but there was no hiding the amusement in his eyes as he looked between them.

"nope, nothing at all," y/n blurted out quickly, her voice a little too high-pitched as she tried to keep her composure. beside her, jude seemed perfectly calm, a small smile playing on his lips as he casually leaned against the doorframe.

"yeah, nothing," jude echoed, his voice smooth and unbothered, but the glint in his eyes told y/n he was enjoying this way too much. he didn’t even bother looking away from her, his gaze steady and reassuring, like he was silently telling her to just play along.

the room fell into an awkward silence, the air thick with unspoken questions and mounting tension. y/n could feel her heart racing, her mind scrambling for a way to diffuse the situation, but nothing came to her. it was as if all the words she needed had vanished into thin air, leaving her completely helpless.

finally, jude seemed to take pity on her. with a soft sigh, he took a step closer, his hand brushing against her back in a way that was almost imperceptible but sent a jolt of electricity through her body. "you sure everything's okay?" he asked, his voice quieter, more concerned now, but still with that infuriatingly calm demeanor.

the small gesture didn’t go unnoticed by his teammates, and y/n could practically see the lightbulbs going off in their heads. aurélien raised an eyebrow, a grin tugging at his lips. "you two seem awfully close," he teased, his tone light but his eyes sharp.

"we're just… friends," y/n said quickly, her voice shaky as she tried to maintain the facade. but even as she said it, she knew it was a lie. there was nothing "just friends" about the way she and jude had been acting around each other, and she was pretty sure his teammates could see right through her.

jude, for his part, didn’t seem bothered at all. if anything, he looked amused by the whole situation, the corners of his mouth twitching up in a barely-contained smile. he moved even closer, his body pressing gently against hers as he leaned in, his voice low and reassuring. "it’s fine, y/n," he murmured, just loud enough for her to hear. "they’re just messing with you."

y/n felt her face flush even hotter, her heart pounding so loudly she was sure everyone in the room could hear it. but jude’s calm, steady presence was grounding, and she found herself leaning into him, just a little, grateful for his support.

"you guys are really bad at this," camavinga finally said, breaking the silence with a smirk. "like, seriously bad."

"i don’t know what you’re talking about," jude replied smoothly, his hand still resting on y/n’s back as he met camavinga’s gaze without flinching. "we’re just here for treatment."

"right," aurélien said, clearly unconvinced. "because you’ve definitely been acting normal all week. especially at the club last weekend, right, jude?"

y/n nearly choked at that, the memory of jude’s possessive behavior flashing through her mind. she could still feel the heat of his hand on her waist, the way he had kept her close the entire night, not letting anyone else get too close.

"we’re just… friends," she repeated weakly, but even she didn’t believe it at this point.

"sure," brahim said, his tone dripping with amusement as he exchanged a look with aurélien and camavinga. "but hey, it’s none of our business, right guys?"

aurélien and camavinga both nodded, though the amused grins on their faces suggested they weren’t going to drop this anytime soon. jude finally managed to take a step back, though he stayed close enough that their arms still brushed against each other.

"right," jude echoed, his voice softer now, his eyes still locked on y/n’s. "none of their business."

but as they all continued to talk, the conversation shifting to lighter topics, y/n couldn’t shake the feeling that their secret was hanging by a thread. every time she glanced at jude, she could see the same thought reflected in his eyes: they were playing a dangerous game, and it was only a matter of time before someone else figured out the truth.

and yet, despite the risk, despite the almost certain knowledge that they were going to get caught, y/n couldn’t bring herself to regret it. because every time jude moved closer, every time his hand brushed against hers, every time his eyes met hers with that look of longing and desire, she knew that whatever they had between them was worth it. and she wasn’t ready to let it go, not yet.

as the conversation flowed around them, jude finally leaned in, his voice low and meant only for her. “i can’t stay away from you,” he admitted, the words a quiet confession that sent a shiver down her spine.

“you don’t have to,” y/n whispered back, her heart swelling with the truth of her words. it didn’t matter if they were almost caught a dozen more times; being with jude, even in secret, was worth every risk.

the evening air was cool as y/n walked beside jude, the city lights casting a warm glow over the cobblestone streets. madrid was alive with its usual energy, but tonight, the world seemed to narrow down to just the two of them. jude had insisted on taking her out, saying he had a special surprise planned. despite her curiosity, y/n had learned to trust him, knowing that whatever he had in mind would be nothing short of thoughtful and meaningful.

they strolled hand in hand, their fingers interlaced, as they made their way towards a small, hidden garden that y/n had never noticed before. the entrance was covered in ivy, the leaves twinkling with tiny fairy lights that seemed to dance in the gentle breeze. jude paused before the entrance, turning to her with a soft smile, his eyes sparkling with something she couldn’t quite place.

“close your eyes,” he whispered, his voice tender and full of excitement.

y/n hesitated for a moment, but the warmth in jude’s gaze melted any doubts she had. she closed her eyes, feeling his hand squeeze hers gently before he led her forward, guiding her into the garden. the sound of rustling leaves and the faint scent of jasmine filled the air, heightening her senses as she wondered what he had planned.

“okay,” jude murmured, his breath warm against her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. “open them.”

when y/n opened her eyes, she was met with a sight that took her breath away. the garden was bathed in soft, golden light from dozens of lanterns hanging from the trees, casting a warm glow over everything. a small table was set up in the center, adorned with delicate flowers and a candle flickering gently in the middle. around them, the trees seemed to form a protective cocoon, making it feel like they were the only two people in the world.

“jude…” y/n breathed, her voice barely a whisper as she took in the scene before her. “this is… incredible.”

jude smiled, his expression tender as he watched her reaction. “i wanted to do something special for you,” he said softly, leading her to the table. “you deserve it.”

they sat down, the conversation flowing easily between them as they shared a meal. jude had thought of everything—her favorite dishes, her favorite flowers, even her favorite music playing softly in the background. it was as if he had taken all the little details she had ever mentioned and woven them together into this perfect, magical evening.

as the night wore on, they finished their meal and moved to a cozy bench nestled under a large oak tree. jude wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her close as they gazed up at the stars twinkling above them. the world felt still, peaceful, as if time had slowed down just for them.

“y/n,” jude began, his voice unusually serious, drawing her attention back to him. his eyes were soft, filled with a vulnerability she rarely saw from him. “there’s something i’ve been wanting to tell you… something i’ve been feeling for a long time.”

y/n’s heart skipped a beat, her breath catching in her throat as she waited for him to continue. the intensity in his gaze, the way he was looking at her like she was the most important person in the world, made her chest tighten with anticipation.

jude took a deep breath, his hand reaching up to cup her cheek, his thumb brushing gently across her skin. “from the moment i laid eyes on you,” he began, his voice low and full of emotion, “i knew there was something special about you. i couldn’t explain it then… but there was this pull, this feeling that i had to know you, had to be close to you.”

y/n felt her heart swell, her eyes searching his as she listened to his words. she could see the sincerity in his eyes, the way his feelings seemed to pour out of him like a dam breaking after being held back for too long.

“at first,” jude continued, his thumb still tracing soft circles on her cheek, “i thought it was just a crush… but the more i got to know you, the more i realized it was so much more than that. you’re unlike anyone i’ve ever met, y/n. you’re kind, strong, and so incredibly resilient. you make me want to be better… you make me want to be someone worthy of your love.”

y/n’s breath hitched at his words, tears welling up in her eyes as she felt the depth of his feelings. jude’s hand slid down to her neck, his touch gentle as if she were something delicate and precious. “i know you’ve been hurt before,” he said softly, his voice laced with a tender understanding that made her heart ache. “and i know you’ve built walls to protect yourself… but i want you to know that i’m here, and i’m not going anywhere. i want to be your second chance at love, y/n. i want to prove to you that not all love has to end in pain.”

he paused, his eyes searching hers, as if he was trying to convey everything he felt through that gaze alone. “i don’t just want to be someone you care about, y/n,” he continued, his voice trembling with the intensity of his emotions. “i want to be the person who helps you heal, who shows you that love can be safe, and beautiful, and something you don’t have to be afraid of.”

y/n felt a tear slip down her cheek, her heart overflowing with emotions she didn’t even know how to put into words. jude gently wiped the tear away with his thumb, his eyes never leaving hers. “every day i’m with you, you make me a better person,” he whispered, his voice barely audible as he leaned closer, their foreheads almost touching. “you make me want to be the best version of myself, for you, for us. i’ve never felt this way about anyone before… and i don’t want to lose you.”

there was a moment of silence, the world around them seeming to hold its breath as they sat there, wrapped up in each other. jude’s hand slipped down to hers, his fingers interlocking with hers as he held her gaze, his eyes full of so much love and hope that it took her breath away.

“so, y/n,” jude finally whispered, his voice trembling slightly, but full of sincerity and love. “will you be mine? will you let me love you the way you deserve to be loved? will you let me show you that i can be the one who makes you happy… every single day?”

y/n’s heart felt like it was going to burst from the sheer intensity of her emotions. everything jude had said, every word, resonated so deeply with her that she could hardly breathe. for so long, she had been afraid to open herself up again, afraid of being hurt, of letting someone in. but with jude, it was different. he was different.

from the moment they met, he had been there for her, understanding her in ways she didn’t think anyone could. he saw her—truly saw her—and he made her feel safe, cherished, and loved in a way that she had never experienced before. he had taken down her walls, brick by brick, with his kindness, his patience, and his unwavering support. and now, as he sat there, his heart laid bare before her, she realized that she wanted him just as much as he wanted her.

with tears streaming down her face, y/n nodded, her voice too choked with emotion to speak. she squeezed jude’s hand tightly, her other hand coming up to cup his cheek as she leaned in, pressing her lips to his in a soft, tender kiss. it was a kiss filled with all the emotions she couldn’t put into words, all the love she felt for him, all the hope for their future together.

when they finally pulled apart, jude was smiling, his eyes shining with tears of his own. he rested his forehead against hers, his breath warm against her lips as he whispered, “thank you, y/n. thank you for trusting me with your heart… i promise i’ll take care of it.”

y/n smiled through her tears, her heart so full of love that she thought it might burst. “i know you will, jude,” she whispered back, her voice thick with emotion. “i know you will.”

but there was something else she needed to say, something she had been thinking about all night, even before he had asked her. she took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest as she tried to gather the courage to speak.

“i… i was actually going to ask you the same thing,” y/n confessed, her cheeks flushing with warmth as she looked into his eyes. “i’ve been wanting to ask you for a while now, but you beat me to it… as you always do.” she laughed softly, the sound tinged with affection. “you’re always doing these incredible things for me, always showing me how much you care. and i wanted to do something for you too… to show you that i want you in every way, jude. that i’m ready to take this step with you.”

jude’s eyes softened even more, if that was possible, his expression filled with so much love that it made her heart ache. he pulled her closer, his arms wrapping around her as he held her tight, like he never wanted to let her go.

“y/n,” he murmured against her hair, his voice thick with emotion. “you don’t have to prove anything to me. just being with you, just knowing that you want this too… that’s more than enough for me.”

y/n buried her face in his chest, her heart swelling with love for the man who had come into her life and changed it in ways she never thought possible. she knew, without a doubt, that this was where she was meant to be—with jude, in his arms, ready to face whatever the future held for them, together.

as the evening settled in, y/n and jude made their way back to his apartment, the day's adventures leaving them both feeling blissfully content. they had spent hours exploring, laughing, and sharing moments that deepened their connection. now, as they entered his cozy apartment, the air was filled with a comfortable intimacy that made it feel like their own little haven.

jude had prepared a simple but delicious dinner—his way of continuing the celebration of their new relationship. they ate together, their conversation light and full of affection. the evening seemed to fly by as they talked about their favorite memories, shared dreams for the future, and made each other laugh until their sides ached.

after dinner, y/n excused herself to use the bathroom, but what she had really planned was a playful surprise for jude. she slipped into his bedroom and, with a mischievous smile, grabbed one of his jerseys from the closet. it was oversized on her, and she decided to wear it with nothing underneath, the soft fabric draping over her body in a way that felt both comfortable and teasing.

when she emerged from the bathroom, she found jude lounging on the bed, scrolling through his phone. the sight of her in his jersey made his eyes go wide, his mouth dropping open in surprise. the jersey hung off her shoulders, hinting at her bare skin beneath, and the way she moved with a playful confidence made his heart race.

jude’s eyes went wide as he took in the sight of her. “baby—” he muttered, his voice a mix of shock and awe. “you’re killing me here.”

y/n smirked, teasingly, as she strutted over to him. “thought i’d give you something to think about.”

before she could react, jude was on his feet, a wicked grin spreading across his face. with a swift motion, he picked her up effortlessly and tossed her onto the bed. y/n landed with a surprised squeal, her laughter bubbling up as jude followed her, his eyes alight with playful intensity.

“you think you’re funny, huh?” jude said, his voice low and seductive as he leaned over her. “you’re really pushing your luck.”

“maybe i like pushing my luck,” y/n replied, her voice teasing as she looked up at him, her heart racing with excitement.

jude’s eyes locked onto hers, his smile wide and mischievous. “well, in that case, you better be ready for whatever comes next.”

with a playful growl, jude lowered himself to her, his lips brushing against hers in a tender kiss that promised more than just teasing. the room was filled with their laughter, their whispered promises, and the sweet intimacy of their shared moments. for y/n and jude, the night was a celebration of their love, their commitment, and the joy of being completely and utterly together.”

jude’s eyes widened when he saw her, his breath catching in his throat. “y/n, are you trying to kill me?” he said, his voice a low murmur full of awe and amusement.

y/n gave him a playful look, her eyes sparkling. “maybe I’m just making sure you know how much I care,” she said, her tone teasing but soft.

jude's gaze wandered over her with a mix of disbelief and adoration. “you’re something else,” he murmured, shaking his head with a smile. “seriously, how did I get so lucky?”

“you tell me,” y/n replied, leaning closer. “i’m the one who’s been swept off my feet.”

jude’s smile grew as he leaned in, his breath warm against her skin. “well, if this is how you’re going to tease me, I’d say I’m in for one hell of a night.”

jude followed her onto the bed, his eyes sparkling with playful intent. he hovered over her, his hands finding her waist as he leaned in close. “you know,” he said, his voice a soft murmur, “i’ve been thinking about how lucky I am to have you in my life.”

y/n looked up at him with a smile, her fingers trailing along his arm. “and I’ve been thinking about how perfect this night has been,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. “but I think you’re the one who makes it perfect.”

jude’s expression softened, his eyes filled with a deep, loving gaze. “you’ve made me so happy,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “I’ve wanted this—us—for so long. and now that we’re here… I just want to show you how much you mean to me.”

he leaned in, capturing her lips in a tender, lingering kiss that left them both breathless. the warmth of his body against hers, the way he held her so close, made her heart flutter with happiness.

when they finally pulled apart, jude’s hands continued to explore her waist, his touch gentle and affectionate. “you’re incredible,” he said, his voice filled with admiration. “and I want to be the one who makes you feel as amazing as you make me feel.”

y/n looked up at him with a loving smile, her eyes shining with adoration. “I feel the same way about you, jude,” she said softly. "being with you feels like coming home.”

jude’s heart swelled at her words, and he couldn’t help but lean in for another kiss, his hands caressing her face as he deepened the connection between them. the room was filled with the soft sounds of their love, the intimacy and affection they shared creating a space that felt safe and perfect.

as they lay there, wrapped up in each other’s arms, the world outside seemed to fade away. all that mattered was the love they had found, the connection they shared, and the promise of many more nights like this—filled with love, laughter, and the joy of being together.

in that moment, as jude held her close and whispered sweet nothings into her ear, y/n knew that she had found something truly special. and with jude by her side, she was ready to embrace whatever the future had in store for them—together.

after another long day at the physio room, y/n and jude were cocooned in the soft, intimate setting of her apartment. the living room was dimly lit, the gentle glow of the lamps casting a golden hue that bathed the room in warmth. y/n had prepared a cozy night in, and with a playful smile, she decided to add a bit of pampering to their evening.

“come here,” she said softly, holding up a face mask. “let me take care of you for a bit.”

jude chuckled and sank into the plush couch, his eyes following her as she moved with a graceful ease. y/n positioned herself between his legs, her bare thighs brushing against his shorts. the warmth of her skin and the closeness made jude’s breath hitch slightly.

“you sure you’re okay with this?” jude asked, his voice a low murmur, as she gently spread the mask across his face.

“of course,” y/n said, her fingers lightly gliding over his skin, smoothing out the mask with careful precision. “i love taking care of you. just stay still or you’ll mess it up.”

jude’s gaze softened as he watched her, his hands instinctively resting on her thighs. his touch was gentle, but the way his fingers traced slow, deliberate patterns made it hard for y/n to focus on her task.

“it’s hard to stay still when you’re on my lap like this, baby” jude teased, his eyes twinkling with mischief. his touch was warm and electric, sending tingles up y/n’s spine.

“you’re impossible,” she said, trying to keep her voice steady despite the heat rising to her cheeks. “stay still, or i'll move.”

jude’s laughter was low and warm, a sound that seemed to fill the space between them. “okay, okay. i’ll behave. but you know, it’s hard to keep my mind off you when you’re so close.”

“is that so?” y/n asked, her voice teasing as she continued to apply the mask. “maybe i’ll have to come up with more ways to keep you distracted.”

jude’s eyes sparkled with affection. “i think i’d like that. you’re full of surprises, and every one of them makes me fall for you even more.”

y/n felt a rush of warmth at his words, her heart swelling with happiness. she finished applying the mask and sat back, looking at him with a mix of tenderness and mischief. “you know, jude, there’s something i’ve been thinking about.”

jude raised an eyebrow, his expression turning curious. “oh? what’s on your mind?”

“it’s about us,” y/n began, her tone becoming more serious. “i’ve been considering telling work that we’re together.”

jude’s eyes widened in surprise, a mix of shock and hope flickering in his gaze. “you want to tell them? i thought… well, you have more at stake than i do.”

“i don’t want to hide anymore,” y/n said, her voice steady with resolve. “you mean so much to me. i’ve spent so much of my life trying to fit into other people’s expectations, but with you, i feel like i can just be myself. i don’t want to keep us a secret.”

jude’s gaze softened, a warmth spreading across his face. “are you sure? it’s not like we’ve been perfect at keeping things under wraps anyway,” he said, his voice tinged with playfulness. “remember how we’ve snuck around the physio rooms or stolen kisses in the hallways?”

y/n laughed softly, her cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and affection. “oh, i remember,” she said, her voice filled with fondness. “those moments were fun, but they weren’t enough. i want to be open about what we have. i want us to be seen together without any pretense.”

jude’s eyes shone with admiration. “i get it. i want that too. i want everyone to know how much you mean to me. i want to show you off, because you’re the most amazing person i’ve ever met.”

“then let’s do it,” y/n said, leaning in closer, her heart racing with a blend of excitement and nervousness. “no more hiding. let’s be honest about us.”

jude reached up, his fingers gently brushing her cheek with a tenderness that made y/n’s breath catch. “i’m with you, y/n. whatever it takes, we’ll face it together. i want everyone to see how incredible you are and how much we mean to each other.”

y/n leaned in and pressed a soft, lingering kiss to his lips, her heart swelling with the truth of her words. “good,” she whispered, her voice filled with sincerity. “because i’m not letting go of you. not now, not ever.”

jude pulled her closer, his arms wrapping around her with a sense of completeness and protection. “neither am i,” he murmured, his voice warm and full of promise. “we’re in this together, all the way.”

y/n’s footsteps echoed softly as she walked down the hallway to gerard’s office, the usual hum of the club’s activity now a distant murmur. her heart raced with each step, a nervous flutter that she couldn’t quite shake. she took a deep breath and straightened her shoulders before knocking gently on the door.

“come in,” gerard’s voice called out, warm and inviting.

she pushed the door open and stepped inside, her hands clenching and unclenching around the strap of her bag. gerard looked up from his desk, where papers and a few football magazines were scattered, and his eyes widened in curiosity.

“hey, gerard,” y/n began, her voice trembling slightly. “i hope i’m not interrupting. i wanted to talk to you about something important.”

gerard’s brow furrowed in concern. “not at all, y/n. what’s on your mind?”

she took a hesitant step forward, her gaze dropping to the floor as she struggled to find the right words. “well, it’s about me and… um, jude. we’re… seeing each other, and i wanted to let you know. i didn’t want it to come as a surprise or cause any problems.”

gerard’s eyes sparkled with understanding, and he leaned back in his chair with an easy grin. “oh, is that all? y/n, you’re worried about nothing. i actually had a feeling about this for a while.”

y/n’s head snapped up in surprise. “you knew?”

“oh, yes,” gerard said, chuckling softly. “it’s pretty obvious to anyone who’s paying attention. the way he looks at you, how he talks about you—it’s clear he’s completely smitten.”

y/n’s cheeks flushed with a mix of relief and embarrassment. “i didn’t want it to affect my work. i love working here, and i didn’t want any issues.”

“y/n,” gerard said, his tone gentle and reassuring, “you’ve dedicated so much to this club. if this relationship makes you happy, then that’s all that matters. you deserve to enjoy your life and your happiness. if jude is part of that, then good for both of you.”

y/n shifted uncomfortably, her hands wringing together nervously. “i just wasn’t sure how to handle it. i mean, we’re still figuring things out, and i didn’t want it to be… complicated.”

gerard’s smile widened as he stood up from his desk, walking around to stand beside her. “it’s okay to be uncertain. relationships are complex, and it takes time to figure out what you both want. but what’s clear to me is that you care deeply for each other. and sometimes, it’s better to embrace that and not let it be overshadowed by fears.”

y/n’s heart fluttered at his words, and she looked up at him, her eyes reflecting a mix of vulnerability and hope. “i didn’t expect this to happen. but… being with jude has made me really happy.”

“that’s wonderful to hear,” gerard said, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “You’ve always worked hard and given so much to this team. It’s only fair that you get to enjoy your personal life too. You deserve to be with someone who makes you feel special.”

y/n bit her lip, a shy smile spreading across her face. “thank you, gerard. it means a lot to me. i didn’t want to hide it anymore. i want to be open about it, about us.”

gerard’s gaze softened as he studied her. “you know, sometimes, it’s easy to hide behind work, to avoid dealing with personal matters. but seeing the way you are now, it’s clear to me that jude means a lot to you. and you’re braver than you think for wanting to be open about it.”

y/n’s eyes shimmered with emotion. “i didn’t know if i was ready for all of this. but i can’t ignore what i feel for him. he makes me so happy, and i want to be honest about that.”

gerard’s smile grew, and he gave her a supportive nod. “It’s clear you have strong feelings for him. and even if you’re still figuring things out, that’s part of the journey. just know that you have my support, and if you ever need anything, I’m here.”

as y/n left gerard’s office, she felt a profound sense of relief and liberation. the weight of her fears and uncertainties had been lifted, replaced by a newfound confidence. she couldn’t wait to share this sense of freedom with jude and embrace the next chapter of their relationship.

jude’s hand gripped y/n’s with a mix of excitement and mischief as he led her out of the physio room, his stride confident and eager. his smile was a beacon of pure joy, and y/n couldn’t help but feel a flutter of nervous anticipation growing in her chest.

“jude, where are we going?” she asked, trying to keep her tone light despite the unease building inside her. the way his hand fit so perfectly around hers, warm and reassuring, made her pulse race in a way she wasn’t sure she was ready to acknowledge.

“you’ll see,” he replied, his voice low and teasing, a hint of mischief dancing in his eyes. “trust me, you’re gonna love it.”

y/n gave him a mock glare, crossing her arms as she followed him down the hallway. “jude, we just had our fun earlier. don’t tell me you’re already planning round two? honestly, you’re unbelievable.”

jude looked back at her, feigning a look of hurt. “unbelievable? i’m just trying to make sure my girl is happy. you never complain when i’m taking care of you and making you feel good.”

she rolled her eyes, trying to hide the smile tugging at her lips. “yeah, yeah, but can’t you ever get enough?”

he grinned, slowing his pace to walk beside her. “with you? never.” his voice dropped to a playful murmur, “and let’s be real, you’re not exactly complaining when i’m the one pleasing you.”

y/n playfully bumped his shoulder. “okay, you’ve got a point. but still, you’re insatiable, bellingham.”

“only because you’re worth it,” jude teased back, his eyes gleaming with affection. “and admit it, you love every second of it.”

y/n tried to keep up the act, but the warmth in jude’s eyes made it impossible to stay annoyed. “maybe i do,” she admitted, letting a small smile slip. “but that doesn’t mean you get to be take me out of work all the time to seduce me.”

jude chuckled, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her closer. “just trust me on this one. it’s not what you think. you’re gonna love the surprise.” he leaned in, his breath warm against her ear. “and if you don’t, i’ll make it up to you later.”

“trust me, it’s worth it,” jude said, his grin widening as he squeezed her hand. “and besides, i promise it’s not what you’re thinking.” he shot her a wink that made her heart skip a beat, leaving her wondering what exactly he had in store.

as they made their way through the facility, y/n couldn’t ignore the way jude’s excitement seemed to bubble over. his energy was infectious, and despite her nerves, she found herself smiling, caught up in his enthusiasm. every so often, he’d glance back at her, his eyes twinkling with an affection that warmed her from the inside out.

finally, they reached the parking lot, and y/n’s heart leapt into her throat when she saw the group waiting for them. jude’s family—his mom, denise, his dad, mark, and his brother, jobe, who towered over the others but shared jude’s striking features—stood there, their faces lit up with welcoming smiles.

“here we are,” jude said softly, his hand still intertwined with hers as he led her toward them, the warmth of his touch steadying her nerves.

y/n felt a pang of shyness as she approached, suddenly acutely aware of the fact that she was still wearing the club’s training kit—a simple shirt and shorts—which now felt completely inadequate in the presence of jude’s family. she glanced nervously at jude, searching his face for any sign that he’d noticed her discomfort.

“I am back,” jude said, his voice full of warmth as he introduced her. “this is y/n. my girlfriend.”

her heart nearly stopped at the word, and she glanced up at jude, her eyes wide with surprise. he’d never called her that before—at least, not out loud. but hearing him say it now, with such ease and confidence, made something in her chest tighten.

denise’s eyes sparkled with genuine warmth as she stepped forward, pulling y/n into a hug. “hi, y/n. i’m denise. it’s so nice to finally meet you.”

y/n managed a shy smile, feeling a little overwhelmed by the woman’s kindness. “hi, mrs. bellingham, it’s nice to meet you too.”

jobe, with a grin that was all too familiar, gave her a playful nudge. “so, you’re the one jude’s been talking about. he’s been going on about you none stop, hasn’t he?”

y/n felt her face warm at the playful tease, and she glanced at jude, who was blushing slightly. “i guess you could say that,” she said, trying to sound casual even as her heart raced.

mark extended his hand with a welcoming smile. “nice to meet you, y/n. we’ve heard a lot about you.”

“nice to meet you too, mr. bellingham,” y/n said, shaking his hand. “and mrs. bellingham, of course.”

denise chuckled softly. “oh, please, just call me denise. we’re not formal around here.”

y/n’s cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red as she looked down at her feet. “i’m sorry, but my mom would have a fit if i called anyone but ‘auntie.’ it’s a cultural thing.”

denise laughed heartily, pulling y/n back into a hug. “well, then ‘auntie’ it is. i’m happy to have you as part of the family.”

jude’s face lit up with pride as he looked between y/n and his family, his heart swelling with a sense of contentment he hadn’t felt in a long time. “let’s head to a nearby café. i’m buying everyone coffee.”

as they walked to the café, the chatter was light and filled with laughter. y/n felt herself slowly relaxing, her initial anxiety fading away as jude’s family made her feel welcome. denise’s warmth, mark’s easygoing nature, and jobe’s playful jabs made her feel like she was already a part of their world.

as they settled at a table, jude reached for y/n’s hand under the table, his fingers brushing against hers with a gentle caress that sent a shiver through her. she glanced at him, her heart fluttering at the tenderness in his touch.

“don’t worry about them,” jude murmured softly, his voice low and soothing. “they’re great, really.”

y/n tried to muster a smile, but her anxiety was still there, gnawing at the edges of her composure. “i just want to make a good impression.”

jude’s eyes softened as he looked at her, his thumb tracing circles on the back of her hand. “you’re doing amazing. they’ll like you as much as i do.” his words were so sincere, so full of warmth, that y/n felt her heart skip a beat.

as their conversation continued, jude couldn’t help but steal glances at y/n, his gaze filled with affection. he leaned closer, his lips brushing her ear as he whispered, “you look stunning, by the way. even in that kit, you’re the most beautiful person in the room.”

y/n’s heart raced at his words, her cheeks flushing with a warmth that had nothing to do with the summer sun streaming in through the windows. “stop, you’re going to make me blush.”

jude’s playful pout returned as he tried to pull her closer, his hand sliding to the small of her back, the touch possessive but comforting. “come on, just one kiss,” jude pleaded softly, his eyes shining with a mix of mischief and tenderness that made y/n’s resolve weaken.

y/n glanced around at his family, who were absorbed in their own conversation, and sighed, knowing she wouldn’t be able to resist him for much longer. “okay, but only for a moment.”

jude’s face brightened as he leaned in, his lips capturing hers in a tender kiss. y/n melted against him, feeling a rush of warmth and love as he pulled her closer, his hand cradling her face with a gentleness that made her heart ache. when he finally pulled back, his eyes were soft, filled with a quiet adoration that made her feel like she was the only person in the world.

“see? not so bad, right?” jude said softly, his voice low and intimate, as if the moment they’d just shared was something precious, meant only for them.

y/n smiled, her eyes twinkling with affection. “you’re incorrigible, you know that?”

“and you love me for it,” jude said with a grin, his heart swelling with an emotion he was only just beginning to understand.

as they finished their coffee and prepared to leave, jude’s family expressed their delight at meeting y/n. “we’re really glad to have you with us,” denise said, giving y/n a warm hug. “you’re a perfect match for jude.”

y/n’s heart swelled at the sincerity in her words, a warmth spreading through her chest that made her feel like she was exactly where she was meant to be. “thank you. i’m really happy to be here.”

when jude walked her back to her car, he wrapped his arms around her in a comforting embrace, his chin resting on top of her head. “i’m really glad they liked you.”

y/n looked up at him, her eyes shining with a mix of relief and affection. “me too. i was so nervous, but they were wonderful.”

jude kissed her forehead, his lips lingering in a soft, loving gesture that made y/n’s heart skip a beat. “you’re going to fit in perfectly with my family. i couldn’t ask for anything more.”

they shared one last, lingering kiss before y/n got into her car, the taste of his lips still lingering on hers as she drove away. jude watched her go, a contented smile on his face, the approval of his family just another step in their journey together. as he turned to head back to his own car, a thought struck him with a clarity that took his breath away: he was in love with her. truly, deeply in love. and as terrifying as that realization was, it was also the most exhilarating thing he’d ever felt. because he knew, in that moment, that he never wanted to let her go.

the early morning light filtered softly through the curtains of jude’s bedroom, casting a warm, golden glow over the room. y/n had woken up a little earlier than usual, slipping out of bed as quietly as she could, careful not to wake jude. she padded softly through the apartment, her bare feet making almost no sound against the cool floor. she couldn’t help but smile as she noticed jude’s shirt hanging off a chair, an old jersey that still carried his scent, and she quickly pulled it over her head. it was oversized, the hem brushing against her thighs, and she felt a small thrill at wearing something so inherently his.

with a quick glance back toward the bedroom to make sure he was still asleep, y/n set about making breakfast. she moved around the kitchen with practiced ease, cracking eggs, buttering toast, and brewing a pot of coffee that filled the space with its rich aroma. once everything was ready, she carefully arranged it all on a tray, adding a small vase with a single flower she’d found on the windowsill, just for an extra touch.

y/n set the tray on the nightstand and climbed onto the bed, leaning down to press soft kisses along his jawline, her lips grazing his stubbled skin. “wake up, mi amor,” she whispered, her voice sweet and coaxing as she continued her trail of kisses over his bare skin.

“mmm, i could get used to this,” he murmured, his voice thick with sleep. his gaze drifted down to the tray she was holding, and his smile widened. “breakfast in bed? you’re spoiling me, baby.”

“you should,” y/n teased, pressing another kiss to his lips, lingering there for a moment longer. “breakfast in bed could be a regular thing, but only if you behave.”

as jude started to eat, y/n perched on the edge of the bed, watching him with a fond smile. “just don’t get into any more fights today, okay? you’ve got enough on your plate without adding a black eye to the mix.”

he glanced up at her, raising an eyebrow in mock offense. “me? fight? never.”

y/n rolled her eyes playfully, nudging him with her foot. “don’t play innocent with me, jude. i’ve seen you out there, always getting in someone’s face. just remember, i’m the only one who gets to do that now.”

jude grinned, reaching out to pull her closer, his hand slipping under the hem of the jersey she wore, fingers brushing lightly against her thigh. “oh, i know, baby. and i wouldn’t have it any other way.”

y/n looked at her boyfriend and couldn't resist scolding him a little more, her tone playful but firm. “and seriously, jude, no more fighting on the pitch today. i mean it. you might think it’s all fun and games, but i’m the one who has to patch you up afterward.”

jude smirked, leaning back against the pillows, his eyes glinting with mischief. “i love it when you’re bossy, baby. it really turns me on, you know.”

y/n rolled her eyes, but she couldn’t stop the laugh that bubbled up. “oh, please,” she said, her tone light as she reached out, gently turning his face away from her with two fingers, like she was playfully dismissing his flirting. “stop trying to charm me this early in the morning. eat your breakfast.”

jude chuckled, grabbing her hand and bringing it to his lips for a quick kiss. “i’m serious. you’ve got this whole ‘no-nonsense, take-charge’ thing going on, and it drives me wild.”

she shook her head, still laughing softly, but her cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and affection. “you’re impossible, jude.”

“yeah, but you love it,” he teased, his voice dropping to a low, suggestive murmur.

“maybe i do,” she admitted, leaning in to press a quick kiss to his lips, “but don’t let it go to your head, bellingham.”

jude grinned, his eyes sparkling with affection. “too late for that, baby. you’re already stuck with me.”

they fell into a comfortable silence, the kind that comes easily to people who know each other well. jude continued eating, but his gaze kept drifting back to her, as if he couldn’t quite believe she was there with him, like this. after a few minutes, he set the tray aside and turned his attention fully to her.

“do you remember that time i was sick, and you took care of me?” jude asked suddenly, his tone thoughtful.

y/n blinked, surprised by the question. “of course i do. you were a mess, all grumpy and feverish.”

he smiled, a little sheepishly. “yeah, i was. but you were amazing. i remember you calling me ‘amor’ when you thought i was too out of it to notice. it was the first time i’d heard you say it, and it just… it stuck with me. i liked you before that, a lot, but that day… i don’t know, it felt like i got to see a part of you i hadn’t before. it made me realize how kind-hearted you are, how much you care.”

y/n’s cheeks flushed a deep pink, her heart skipping a beat at his words. “i… i didn’t know you remembered that.”

jude reached up, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, his touch gentle and reassuring. “how could i forget? it was one of the moments that made me fall for you, even if i didn’t fully understand it at the time.”

her breath caught in her throat, the weight of his confession making her chest tighten with emotion. she didn’t know how to respond, overwhelmed by the tenderness in his gaze, the sincerity in his voice. before she could find the words, jude leaned in, his forehead resting against hers.

“y/n, i…” he started, his voice thick with emotion, but before he could finish, her phone buzzed loudly from the bedside table, shattering the moment.

they both jumped slightly at the sound, and y/n groaned softly, reaching over to grab her phone. “sorry, i should get this,” she murmured, her heart still racing.

jude nodded, his expression a mix of frustration and understanding. “yeah, of course.”

as she answered the call, jude leaned back against the pillows, watching her with a thoughtful look. the words he hadn’t said hung in the air between them, heavy with unspoken meaning.

as she hung up, y/n turned back to him, her expression apologetic. “i have to go in early today. there’s been a last-minute change in the schedule.”

jude nodded, but the disappointment was clear in his eyes. “of course, work comes first.”

she leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. “we’ll continue this later, okay?”

he smiled, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “i’ll hold you to that, baby.”

as y/n quickly got ready, jude watched her with a mix of affection and longing. the words he’d almost said echoed in his mind, and he knew with a certainty that both thrilled and terrified him that he was falling in love with her. he just hoped that when the time came to tell her, he’d be able to find the right moment, the right words, to let her know how much she meant to him.

but for now, all he could do was wait, his heart heavy with the weight of his unspoken feelings.

the stadium was alive with energy, the crowd’s cheers reverberating through the air as the match pressed on. y/n sat in the locker room, focused on treating a player with a minor injury, but her mind kept drifting back to this morning. waking up next to jude, the way his sleepy smile lit up his face when she kissed him awake, and the easy domesticity of making him breakfast in bed—all of it swirled in her thoughts. she had never felt so content, so utterly wrapped up in someone, and it scared her to realize that she was in love with him.

her hands worked automatically, applying bandages and checking vitals, but her heart was still with jude. every moment they’d shared replayed in her mind—the way he looked at her when he thought she wasn’t paying attention, how he always found some way to touch her, whether it was holding her hand, brushing her hair back, or resting his head in her lap. the thought hit her like a tidal wave: she loved him. she loved him with a depth she hadn’t expected, a depth that terrified her.

but before she could fully process the revelation, the sound of hurried footsteps and urgent voices tore through her thoughts. the door to the locker room burst open, and an assistant coach appeared, his face pale and strained with worry.

“y/n,” he called out, his voice tight, “it’s jude. he’s down.”

her heart seized, the words slamming into her with brutal force. “what? where is he?”

“they’re bringing him in now,” the coach replied, the grimness in his tone sending chills down her spine.

y/n’s mind spun, fear clawing at her insides as she hastily finished with the player in front of her. she tried to keep her composure, but the thought of jude hurt, of him lying on the ground in pain, made her chest tighten with panic.

as she rushed toward the medical area, every step felt heavy, the hallway stretching out endlessly before her. the sound of the crowd outside became a distant roar, replaced by the deafening beat of her own heart. she had to stay professional, had to keep it together, but all she wanted to do was run to him, to see for herself that he was okay.

when she rounded the corner, she saw them—jude being carried in on a stretcher, his face ashen, twisted in agony. her breath caught in her throat, and for a moment, everything around her blurred. she wanted to cry out, to push through the medics and throw her arms around him, but she knew she couldn’t. not yet. she had to be strong, had to do her job.

the head physio and the medical team quickly surrounded jude, their movements efficient and precise. y/n hovered on the edge, her eyes locked on jude’s face. their gazes met, and in his eyes, she saw the same fear, the same unspoken connection that had been building between them for weeks. he looked at her, and despite the pain etched across his features, there was something else—something that made her heart clench even tighter. 

before she could decipher the look in his eyes, they were moving him again, carrying him toward the treatment area. y/n followed, her pulse pounding as she trailed behind, fear gnawing at her with every step. she couldn’t lose him—not now, not when she was finally beginning to understand just how much he meant to her.

as the door to the medical room swung shut behind them, blocking her from jude’s side, y/n stood frozen in place, a silent promise echoing in her mind. whatever happened next, she would be there for him. she would fight for him, just like she knew he would fight for her.

but the fear lingered, a dark cloud in the pit of her stomach. she didn’t know what was coming, didn’t know if jude would be okay, and the uncertainty gnawed at her, leaving her on the edge of a cliff, waiting for the ground to give way beneath her.

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[sainzzsturns]

Injured

j. bellingham x fem!volleyplayer!reader

warnings: injury

category: angst w comforting fluff

summary: reader gets hurt during one of her volley games

You played one of the most difficult positions ever, the libero.

That meant you had to give your absolute best 100% of the time, if you did anything wrong your team would immediately lose a possible point.

So obviously in game days you would be shaking with anxiety constantly, although your boyfriend, Jude, would be there to confort you.

“I get you completely, but don’t worry, you always do well, I’m sure this time won’t be any different.”

You walked in the stadium through the back to get in the locker room, you put on your uniform and knee pads and sleeves.

You hit the tip of your shoes getting comfortable in them as you stepped out onto the court starting to warm up with your teammates.

You locked eyes with Jude for a second, him giving you a reassuring smile with a thumbs up. Your two mutual friends, Vini Jr and Eduardo Camavinga there to support you as well.

The ref blew the whistle and your team started serving.

The game was going well till now, your team being ahead by 14x10 for the first set.

Suddenly a strong attack ball game from the opposite team, your teammate received it, but the impact made the ball go far from the court.

Instantly you ran after it tripping over some tables and chair which were laying in the corner of the court.

You managed to hit the ball sending it back to your team, although, when you got back up again, you closed your eyes and screamed in pain as you sat back down.

You looked at your ankle as it instantly started become red and eventually purple, it was also already a bit bigger than your other ankle.

Even though you had protection on, both your knees had also become colored and you noticed some scratches on your arm.

The referee blew her whistle when she noticed your position.

The medical team was called over and picked you up, setting you down on your team’s bench.

Three attentive boys came down from their seats to reach you.

Jude immediately grabbed your hand and rubbed your shoulders, watching closely as the medic examined your ankle.

“I’m so sorry baby, it’s going to be alright, I’m right here, just hold my hand.” He said, giving you support.

Vini combed some of your hair out of your face, wiping fallen tears every now and then.

Eventually the medic had concluded you had a dislocated ankle and a couple scratches, nothing serious, both injuries would heal soon with the correct care. He wrapped a boot around your foot as well.

Obviously you had to be benched, but even so your team managed to win.

Throughout the rest of the game you sat with your boyfriend, hugged on his side, sniffling from time to time from your past tears.

When it was time to leave your were still in a bad mood, of course you were happy with your team’s win but it still hurt not being able to play for a while, and need others’s support.

Jude handed you your crutches as you all made your way towards the exit.

Arriving home, Jude gave you a nice relaxing shower, after that, laying you down on your bed as he hugged you close, wanting to protect you from all harm.

“I’m so sorry sweetheart, if I could take all your pain away I would in a heartbeat. Well, actually, maybe not this weekend because I have a game!” He said, earning a couple giggles from you.

“That’s alright, thanks for taking care of me.” You answered.

“It’s my job! And I’ll be your care taker for a long while, so get used to it.” He added.

Tiredness took over your body as your eyelids grew heavier.

“Good night, Judey” You murmured.

“Good night, love” He answered.

[iguessweallcrazyithinktho]

𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 • 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐦

Jude noticing you in the crowd and makes a move

Genre: fluff

Warning: reader who isn't into football, Jude flirting (?)

Word count: 600

Pairing: Jude Bellingham x f reader

Author note: thanks for 15k followers. I'll try my best to write more tho

Jude Bellingham Masterlist

Enjoy

๑‧˚₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹๑‧˚₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹๑

You weren’t really into football as others were. Your friends has managed to dragged you with them to see their favorite team real Madrid play against some other team they didn’t tell you about. You couldn’t even pretend you were interested as they were that’s why you were sitting in the crowd, nose deep in your phone while everyone else buzzed as they waited for the game to start.

“I’m so excited.” Your friend Tessa said beside you. Her legs bounced up and down as she looked out at the field.

“ I’m not excited.” You sighed, tucking your phone into your pocket. “I should have stayed home and studied.”

“Oh my gosh lighten up y/n!” your friend groaned, rolling her eyes. “you’re about to watch a bunch of men chase a ball. That’s way better than studying.” Your friend wrapped her arm around your shoulder. “maybe you’ll find some of them attractive. Like Eduardo Camavinga or Jude Bellingham. Oh here they come.”

Your friend squealed as a bunch of men ran on the field. You eyed them as they ran out to do some warming up.

You were about to look away until one caught your eye. “who’s that?” you pointed at one on the field.

“Oh that’s Jude Bellingham. Hot right?” she turned away to engage in conversation with your other friend. All you could do is nod.

He was extremely attractive. More attractive than any man you’ve ever laid your eyes on.

You tried to tear your eyes away from him, but you couldn’t. You stared at him for what felt like forever. That was until his eyes met yours.

Instantly you looked away, heat growing on your cheek. When you looked back at him after a few seconds his eyes were still on you.

You had to be dreaming. Was he looking at someone else? You turned around noticing nobody else barely filled the section you were in.

You turned back to the field to realize Jude was no longer in the spot he was in before. Your attention turned back to your phone, trying to distract yourself. Before long the game started. You watched the players run back and forth, kicking the ball between each other. Everyone around you grew excited and nervous every time the ball got closer to each goal.

What you did know was the ball needed to go in the net and that’s what happened around the 30th minute of the game when Jude kicked it in.

The crowd interrupted in cheers at their Starboy. You smiled watching all his team mates crowd him. He then did his famous celebration and grabbed his shirt showing off the Madrid badge. He found himself pointing in your direction, winking at you as he did so.

You weren’t sure if it was directed at you or not. Soon you found out.

The score was 3-1 when the game was over. Everyone flooded out of the stadium but you and your friends lingered for a bit.

“ma’am you heard from behind you.” You turned around to see a guy you assumed was staff by the real Madrid badge on his suit.

“can you come with us. Someone would like to see you.”

You were confused but you told your friends to get going and you’ll meet them later before following the man.

He took you out of the stands in down through the tunnel. You followed him into a long hallway that was full of people.

“stay right here.” You stopped as he said. You watched him walk away, disappear into a room then emerging with the 6ft tall footballer Jude Bellingham.

He smiled when he saw you standing there. Your breath hitched when he walks towards you. He was walking towards you!!

“ I’m sure you saw me staring and pointing at you like a weirdo.” Jude leaned up against the wall beside you. “ I’m Jude.” He stuck out his hand waiting for you to shake it.

You laughed slightly. “yeah I noticed. I’m y/n.”

꒦ˎˊ˗ ︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶ ꒦꒷꒦₊˚

I know cliff hanger. Im not sorry

[sakashq]

𐙚 nilah’s recommendations.

these consist of all things football related, as i am a football tumblr page. everything in here is family friendly and separated by team and league the player is in. there will be one fluff, one angst, and one random one that i liked. as i read more, the list will continue on and just be random from that point on. none of these are by me. all credits go to the original writers. this list is incomplete and will be added to as i read more.

* there is a recommendation in here that is written by me but only because the player is super underrated and has nearly nothing 😭. it was also my first work on here and i’m kind of proud of it sooo!!

fluff 𝜗𝜚 angst 𐙚 misc. ꣑ৎ.

𐙚 La Liga.

Fc Barcelona.

Lamine Yamal - “A day with Keyne” by @shitsndgiggs. 𝜗𝜚

Lamine Yamal - “Means Something” by @halfwayhearted. 𝜗𝜚

Lamine Yamal - “If you want to” by @planetpedri. 𝜗𝜚

Pedri Gonzalez - “Gold star” by @planetpedri. 𝜗𝜚

Pedri Gonzalez - “Die with a smile” by @halfwayhearted. 𝜗𝜚

Pedri Gonzalez - “I’m sorry” by @p8dris. 𝜗𝜚 + 𐙚

Pablo Gavi - “Barça boy” by @iamred-iamyellow. ꣑ৎ

Pablo Gavi - “So strong” by @strawberryblue-blog. 𝜗𝜚

Pablo Gavi - “Hidden commitment” by @loviingpedri. 𝜗𝜚 + 𐙚

Alejandro Balde - “Hide and seek” by @pdriesta. 𝜗𝜚 + 𐙚

Alejandro Balde - “Attached by the hip” by @httpsdana. 𝜗𝜚

Alejandro Balde - “Untitled” by @blackgirlwhowrites2k23. ꣑ৎ

Héctor Fort - “Plus one” by @zombvic. 𝜗𝜚 + 𐙚

Héctor Fort - “Only angel” by @planetpedri. 𝜗𝜚

Héctor Fort - “Es por ti” by @halfwayhearted. 𝜗𝜚

Pau Cubarsí - “Coming clean” by @planetpedri. 𐙚 + 𝜗𝜚

Pau Cubarsí - “Hard launch” by @rafesgirliexoxo. ꣑ৎ

Pau Cubarsí - “Best friends” by @paucubarsisimp. 𝜗𝜚 + ꣑ৎ

Real Madrid.

Jude Bellingham - “22:32” by @kyliansupremacy. ꣑ৎ

Jude Bellingham - “Safe place” by @calif0rnia-lovers. 𝜗𝜚

Jude Bellingham - “First match” by @kairawrites. ꣑ৎ

Vinícius Junior - “Welcome Home” by @myreveriie. 𝜗𝜚

Vinícius Junior - “Crossing lines” by @starlitmelanin. 𝜗𝜚

Vinícius Junior - “Love’s in the air” by @forzarma. 𝜗𝜚

Vinícius Junior - “My girl” by @lewisvinga. 𝜗𝜚

Eduardo Camavinga - “Protector” by @dreamonseems. 𝜗𝜚

Eduardo Camavinga - “Calling it fine” by @featguler. 𝜗𝜚

Eduardo Camavinga - “Guessing every gaze” by @featguler. 𝜗𝜚

Arda Güler - “We don’t talk about it” by @featguler. 𐙚

Arda Güler - “Fallingforyou” by @halfwayhearted. 𝜗𝜚

Arda Güler - “Jealous” by @digitaldiarystuff. 𐙚 + 𝜗𝜚

Arda Güler - “A dozen delicate kisses” by @planetpedri. 𝜗𝜚

Arda Güler - “Meeting your boyfriend’s parents” by @jsprnt. 𝜗𝜚

𐙚 Premier League.

Arsenal.

Bukayo Saka - “How” by @halfwayhearted. 𐙚

Bukayo Saka - “Wait ‘till you get home” by @planetpedri. 𝜗𝜚

Bukayo Saka - “Always forever” @planetpedri. 𝜗𝜚

Bukayo Saka - “Clingy” by @lomltrentarnold. 𝜗𝜚

Bukayo Saka - “I’m a Starboy” by @libraryofloveletters. ꣑ৎ

Bukayo Saka - “Pets at home” by @azulera. 𝜗𝜚

Leandro Trossard - “Cherry Pit” by @planetpedri. 𝜗𝜚

Leandro Trossard - “Softly” by @planetpedri. 𝜗𝜚

Leandro Trossard - “Can’t sleep (without you)” by @julianalvarez9. 𝜗𝜚

Leandro Trossard - “My Angel” by @sakashq. 𝜗𝜚 + 𐙚

[dexastres]

all i want for christmas is you, eduardo camavinga

face claim : renée downer, childhood friends to lovers

warnings : angst & fluff

summary : eduardo takes care of ayana instead of celebrating christmas eve with his family.

wc : 1907

christmas was two days ago, but who cares

Sunday, December 22

“What are your plans for the holidays?” Aurélien asked as he, Jude and Eduardo made their way back to the dressing room after their win against Sevilla.

“My mum and I are going back to England since Jobe doesn't have a Christmas break." Jude replied, stifling a yawn. "Also, my parents and I will be going to his game on Boxing Day. But honestly, I’m just looking forward to getting some rest before my body starts to fall apart.” His comment made his friend laugh, as they shared the exact same sentiment. With an increasingly tight calendar, they were more than happy to have a break, even if it was only for seven days—which almost felt like a luxury.

“I’ll be spending the holidays in France with my family. Ayana should be back from her tour, so it’ll be nice to see her again.” Eduardo said, a warm and tender smile lighting up his face, looking forward to seeing his childhood friend after a long period. Their busy lives rarely allowed them to see each other, making every moment spent together all the more precious in his eyes.

Aurélien and Jude exchanged a knowing glance, revealing their unspoken thoughts. The soft expression on their friend’s face and the way he talked about Ayana said a lot more than he intended. His feelings for her were painfully obvious. And despite the few times they had seen her, they could tell she liked Eduardo. However, the latter was too oblivious to notice.

“You know,” Jude began, slipping his arm around the Frenchman’s shoulders. “Christmas is around the corner; it would be the perfect occasion to ask her to be your girlfriend.” Eduardo rolled his eyes and pushed him away with an annoyed gesture.

“Yeah, and who knows? Maybe she likes you too.” Aurélien added. “But you’ll never know if you don’t ask.”

“Listen, If you had the guts to ask Ayana to be your first kiss when you were 16, you can definitely do this too.” Jude remarked, earning a sigh from Eduardo. His teammate had a point, but he refused to admit it.

“Ugh, you guys are so annoying.” Eduardo groaned and pushed the door to the dressing room. He knew his friends were trying to help, but the thought of Ayana rejecting him wouldn’t leave his mind.

“What if she doesn’t feel the same way?” he whispered, his voice barely audible. His heart ached at the thought.

Later, in the evening, Eduardo was lying in bed, staring up at the ceiling. He couldn’t stop thinking about his conversation with Jude and Aurélien. He hated to admit it, but their points were valid, and he couldn’t ignore them. The problem was, his bond with Ayana had grown so strong over the years that their families began celebrating Christmas and New Year’s together. And Eduardo didn’t want to ruin his friendship with Ayana, or make things weird for everyone.

“Why did I fall for her out of all the people on this stupid planet?” Still, bottling up his feelings was exhausting. His heart ached every time she talked about guys she found attractive, or she might have a crush on. Eduardo hated these feelings of hopelessness, sadness, and jealousy that plagued him for years. He wanted to make her smile, to make her laugh, and to be the one she kissed.

“Who would have thought that a simple kiss could change everything?” He thought. A sigh slipped past his lips. Unspoken words and unrequited love consumed his thoughts, a silent agony known only to him.

Eduardo closed his eyes, feeling the weight of exhaustion take over his body. Just before falling asleep, his phone rang in the silence of his room, pulling him back from the edge of slumber. He reached for the device on the bedside table and couldn’t help but smile when he saw the name on the screen. His heart raced, especially after what his friends had told him, but he decided to push those thoughts aside for a moment. With a tired gesture, Eduardo accepted the FaceTime call.

“Hey, how are you?” She asked with a radiant smile lighting up her face. However, Eduardo noticed her voice sounded different than usual; it seemed hoarse, as if she had been shouting all day. His eyes lingered on her face, and her complexion looked paler than usual.

“I’m fine, just a bit tired. What’s up with your voice?”

“Oh, it’s just a sore throat.” She shrugged. “I’ve had a lot to do today: last-minute gift shopping, wrapping, running errands for my mom, helping her cook and clean. I didn’t have time to drink water today, but I’ve been drinking a lot since finishing everything. I’ll be fine by tomorrow." Ayana assured him, but Eduardo wasn’t convinced, though. She had a habit of overworking herself, refusing to rest when she needed it. The young man had hoped she would take it easy after returning from her tour, but he was mistaken.

“By the way, your mom asked me to pick you up at the airport tomorrow. What time does your flight leave?”

“At 8 PM, but it’s fine, I’ll ask my brother to pick me up. You should be resting.” Eduardo said. Ayana wanted to protest, but she saw no point in doing that; the young man wouldn’t back out of his decision.

“Fine,” she sighed. “Well, I’ll have to go now, the girls are calling me. See you on Tuesday, since I doubt we’ll have the chance to see each other tomorrow.” She ended their FaceTime call, and joined the call with her best friends, Stella and Jorja.

Tuesday, December 24

The holidays were Eduardo’s favourite time of the year because it was a moment where he could finally rest and spend time with his family and friends. It was only a matter of time before going back to training, but he preferred to ignore that for the moment. This year, his family hosted Christmas Eve. They beautifully decorated their house for the occasion. Food was on the table, and presents were under the tree. However, Ayana was nowhere to be seen.

“Unfortunately, she won’t be able to celebrate with us this year.” Eduardo’s smile dropped, and his happiness disappeared in a heartbeat. These words hit him like a slap in the face. He stared at Ayana’s mother in complete disbelief. His brain refused to register this information. He hoped that it was a joke, but her serious expression suggested otherwise.

“Why?” Sadness filled the young man’s voice. Ayana’s mother pressed her lips together before hugging Eduardo. Her heart clenched with pain.

“Aya caught a cold, and a fever was starting to set in. She wanted to come, but I told her to stay home and rest. I’m sorry. I know you were looking forward to seeing her.” She said, gently releasing her embrace.

“No need to apologise. It’s fine.” Eduardo replied before turning to his mother. “Do you mind if I spend the evening with Ayana? I don’t want her to spend Christmas Eve alone.”

His mother gave in effortlessly. She knew how important Ayana was to her son and couldn’t forbid him from going to see her. Eduardo smiled, revealed by her answer. “Thanks, mom, I love you.”

He planted a tender kiss on her cheek before making his way up the stairs, his heart a little lighter. Once in his room, Eduardo reached for his backpack and packed some essential items, anticipating the possibility of spending the night at her place. He went back downstairs and sneaked into the kitchen to get some food for Ayana, then said goodbye to everyone before heading to his car.

Meanwhile, Ayana was watching a movie. She felt a bit strange returning to her parents’ house now that she had an apartment of her own in London. The young woman sighed, annoyed at having to stay home while everyone was celebrating. She would have asked Stella or Jorja to keep her company if they weren’t in a different country. She could also ask Eduardo, but the conversation she’d had with the girls a few days ago kept nagging at the back of her mind.

Her friends had made her realise something she had always refused to admit, but Ayana had to face the truth; she loved Eduardo. However, the thought that he might not feel the same way crept into her mind, along with the fear of ruining their friendship if she confessed her feelings to him.

“Why did I have to fall in love with him, of all people on this planet?” She whispered, wrapping herself tightly in her blanket. The doorbell rang, interrupting her thoughts. She froze. She wasn't expecting anyone at such a late hour. Shortly afterwards, her phone rang, and Eduardo’s name appeared on the screen. Ayana frowned before answering.

“Hey, could you open the door? It’s a bit cold outside.” He said, with a light laugh. Ayana hung up, then opened the front door for Eduardo. She looked at him, confusion in her eyes, wondering what he was doing here. Still, she let him in before he too fell ill.

“Your mom told me you were sick, so I decided to spend Christmas Eve here with you so you wouldn’t be alone. I should have told you before I arrived because you hate surprises, but you would have told me to stay home and have fun. I just couldn’t shake the thoughts of you being alone.” Eduardo said as he removed his coat and shoes. He followed Ayana to the living room and thought about what Jude had told him.

“Christmas would be the perfect occasion to ask her to be your girlfriend.” Eduardo sighed as he sat down on the couch. He took a deep breath. His heart was racing, but he had to do it.

“Actually, I also wanted to tell you something." He scratched the back of his neck. "We’ve known each other for a very long time. We’ve been through a lot together. We’ve watched each other grow, and I’ll always be grateful to have you by my side. You were my first kiss, and that’s something I’ll never forget. At the time, I didn’t know it would mean so much in my life. At 16, I just wanted to fit into a mold. I wanted to be like all the others, the ones who already had theirs. I felt weird, like I was missing something. I didn’t know that a simple kiss could change everything, but it did, in a good way. Anyway, what I’m trying to say is… I like you.” Eduardo felt as if a weight had lifted from his shoulders.

Ayana chuckled softly. “If you’re going to confess your feelings, at least look me in the eye, not my lips.” She gently cupped his face with her hands and leaned in close to his ear.

“If you want to kiss me, you just have to ask.” She said, then paused, realising what she had just said. “Actually, don’t do that, or you’ll get sick.”

Eduardo let out a quiet chuckle. "If you think that’s enough to stop me, you’re mistaken."

“Well then, what are you waiting for?” Ayana smiled. Eduardo gently placed a hand on her cheek and leaned in. The kiss began softly, almost hesitantly, but grew more confident.

“Would you like to be my girlfriend?” He asked, out of breath.

[dreamonseems]

Hi hon, your last update you talked about being sick. How are you handling?

Hey guys! It's been a while since i have been away. I have literally been dealing with so many health issues. It has been crazy I have been in and out of the hospital so much I can't even. 😫 But I am finally back and healthy to start writing again, so I will go through my inbox and write what people requested long ago. I am so sorry it took me forever to back, but I am back, and hopefully, we can have fun with these stories again. Also, thanks so much for everyone who asked if I was OK and wished me good health. god bless you guys! ❤️❤️❤️