#jude bellingham works

[latin5mamii]

no pressure but imo we should get a winners fic today 🤭

Every night - Jude Bellingham

SUMMARY: Your boyfriend’s real reward is at home, waiting for him to make their night unforgettable…

GENRE: smut, reward sex

WARNINGS: smut (+18), fingering, jerking off, unprotected sex, crampie…

AUTHOR’S NOTE: of course i had to write this…especially with him looking so hot tonight😌

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If there’s one thing Jude loved more than winning a game, it was what came after.

Sure, the roar of the crowd, the thrill of the match, and the praise of being called the best on the pitch was a rush like no other. But what really got him, what he craved most, was knowing that you were waiting for him at home with that smile, the one that told him he’d more than earned his reward.

Tonight was no different.

“Oi, Jude, you comin’ out to celebrate?” Vinícius called out, his grin infectious.

“Nah, man, got somethin’ special planned,” Jude replied, a sly smile playing on his lips. The lads teased him, but he didn’t care. He knew they’d understand.

It was when he opened the door of his hotel’s room that he saw his real reward, a little smirk playing on his lips.

“Look who finally decided to show up,” you teased.

Jude’s grin matched yours as he dropped his bag by the door, his eyes never leaving yours. “You know I had to, right? Can’t leave my biggest fan waitin’.”

He led you to the couch, where you comfortably sat on his lap, still looking at him.He kissed you slowly, like he was savoring every second of it, every taste of you. You could feel the tension in his body, the way he held you just a little tighter, his fingers gripping you like he never wanted to let go.

“Jude…” you breathed out, barely able to form words as his hands roamed your body, exploring, claiming.

“Mhm?” he hummed against your lips, his eyes half-lidded, full of that fiery intensity you loved so much.

“You were so good out there baby…” You whispered against his lips, which curved into a satisfied smile as he felt your breath against his skin.

“Yeah?” Jude’s voice was a low growl against your ear, his breath hot and teasing. “You know I do it all for you, right?”

You shivered under his touch, fingers tangling in his hair. “I know, baby.”

His hands roamed down your back, gripping your waist with a possessive intensity, his mouth leaving wet kisses down your neck. Soft moans escaped your lips.

“Don’t ever stop making that sound, yeah?” he murmured between kisses. You silently nodded, doing exactly as he requested.

Jude’s hands moved with purpose, tracing the curve of your body until his fingers brushed against the delicate lace of your panties. He pressed a finger against the fabric, feeling the heat and wetness beneath.

“Fuck, you’re so ready for me,” he growled, his voice thick. He slid your panties aside, his fingers teasing your entrance before slipping inside, making you gasp.

“Jude…” you moaned, clutching at his shoulders, your hips rocking against his hand. His thumb found your clit, circling it with just the right pressure, making you see stars.

“You like that?” he whispered, his breath hot against your ear. “Tell me how good it feels.”

“So good, Jude… don’t stop,” you panted, your nails digging into his back.

He smiled against your neck, adding another finger and thrusting them deeper, his pace relentless. “Gonna make you come, love. Gonna make you scream my name.”

You could feel the tension building, your body trembling with the need for release. Jude’s fingers moved faster, his thumb pressing harder against your clit, pushing you closer and closer to the edge.

“Come for me, baby,” he commanded, his voice rough and urgent. “Let go.”

With a cry, you did, but Jude didn’t stop, his fingers working you through your orgasm until you were a trembling, panting mess in his arms.

“Good girl,” he murmured, kissing you deeply, his hand still teasing your oversensitive flesh. “But we’re not done yet.”

You gently pushed him back, your eyes locked with his as you slid down his body. He watched you with a mix of surprise and hunger as you unbuttoned his pants, freeing his hard length.

“You want to be rewarded too, right?” you whispered, your voice sultry.

Jude could only nod, his eyes dark with desire. “I’m all yours.”

You wrapped your hand around him, your tongue flicking over the tip before taking him into your mouth. His groan was deep and guttural, his hands finding their way to your hair, guiding you as you moved.

“Fuck, that feels so good,” he muttered, his hips thrusting gently. You took him deeper, your tongue swirling around him, your hand working in tandem with your mouth. His grip tightened in your hair as you increased your pace, the sounds of your sucking and his moans filling the room.

“Baby, I’m close,” he warned, his voice strained. You pulled back slightly, your eyes meeting his as you continued to stroke him, your mouth working the tip with focused intensity.

With a shuddering groan, he came, his release filling your mouth. You swallowed every drop, licking him clean before looking up at him with a satisfied smile.

Jude pulled you up, kissing you deeply, tasting himself on your lips.

He climbed over you, positioning himself between your legs. He grabbed your hips, pulling you closer as he lined himself up with your entrance. The anticipation was almost too much to bear, and you closed your eyes at the feeling.

“Nu-uh, let me look at these pretty eyes,” Jude murmured, his voice rough.

You did as he asked, opening your ‘pretty eyes’ and grabbing his hand, squeezing and caressing it

As he entered you, he started moving his hips slowly at first, savoring every moment. You moaned softly, the sensation overwhelming.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he groaned, his eyes never leaving yours. “So tight, so perfect.”

You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper. “Jude… faster, please.”

He obliged, his thrusts becoming more urgent, each one driving you closer to the edge.Your gasps and moans filled the room .

“Your legs are shaking so much, baby,” he whispered, a wicked grin playing on his lips. “You like it when I fuck you like this?”

“God- Don’t stop please,” you whimpered , your nails digging into his shoulders.

He increased his pace, his thrusts hitting deeper and harder. “I never thought I’d hear you say this. Fuck, you’re so hot.”

You moaned louder, your body arching into his. “Jude… I’m so close…”

“Me too, baby,” he groaned, his voice thick with pleasure. “I’m gonna come.”

The intensity of his thrusts, combined with the pressure of his thumb on your clit, pushed you over the edge once more.As he spilled inside you, he messily kissed you,moving your hair from your face.

He collapsed beside you, pulling you into his arms, both of you breathing heavily, hearts pounding.

You turned to face him, blushing a bit.

“Why are you looking at me like this?”you asked, trying to catch your breath, a playful grin on your face.

“I’m just imagining how amazing it would be to celebrate like this every night.”

[ham1lton]

ik lando is somewhere steaming like ‘why is jude bellingham allowed to hit on yn without lewis terrorizing him in the comments’ 😔😔😔

author’s note: the second spinoff from dream girl!! also judeyn. assistant yn is actually so fun for me to write! i’m glad you all seem to enjoy it!!

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yourusername: assistant duties 😒

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user4: roscoe ate in that pic. his model era.

-> yourusername: the true influencer <3

yourbestie: not the emoji 😭

-> yourusername: girl i hate working 😔 i’m looking for a man in finance.

-> landonorris: what about a man in f1?

-> lewishamilton: reported this comment for harassment btw.

-> landonorris: WHY???? 😭😭😭😭

-> lewishamilton: felt like it.

user1: yn ur so sexy

user2: my fav f1 assistant !!!!

-> user3: do you even know any other assistants 😭

judebellingham: 😍😍

-> landonorris: lewishamilton HOW COME HE CAN SAY THAT AND NOT GET REPORTED ??????

-> lewishamilton: just cause.

-> user5: side bitches beefing with other side bitches 😭😭 coleslaw vs potato salad 😂

judebellingham: gorgeous girl 🫶🏾

-> yourusername: gorgeous boy 🥰

-> landonorris: NO LEWIS???

-> landonorris: 😒

user6: yn can u adopt me

-> yourusername: no sorry. kids are too permanent and i like to cut people off fr.

lewishamilton: did you finish the list of things to do?

-> yourusername: … yes?

-> lewishamilton: you’re playing the sims again aren’t you.

-> yourusername: i made a mini you!! and a mini roscoe!!!

-> lewishamilton: after you show me, you’re fired. then you’re rehired tomorrow at seven.

[trentsgirl]

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⟡ summary: you play a prank on your husband by asking him to step out of the room so you can change.

⟡ content(s): pure fluff, jude!dad!husband, quite brief, 400 words at most, so not proofread.

⟡ note: just a little scrabble, hope you enjoy. requests are open.

⟡ playing: idk tbh

⟡ masterlist.

FETCHING THE DRESS FROM THE CLOSET, you spun to face jude, who was sprawled out on the bed with little theo perched on his belly, attempting to wrestle with the buttons on his shirt, but failing miserably.

“babe, what do you think of this?” you inquired, showing off the fancy cocktail dress.

jude’s eyes lit up like a kid in a candy store. he knew he’d be a complete idiot to suggest any other dress. even theo chimed in with a “pretty” comment, clearly a fan of the dress too.

“oh yeah, that’s the one,” jude nodded, his smug grin already giving away his stamp of approval.

with a suppressed smile, you playfully nibbled on your lip before requesting, “would you mind leaving so i could get changed?”

jude’s attention was initially occupied by theo, causing him to miss your question. however, as you repeated it, he snapped out of his daze and looked at you with a puzzled expression.

“what? why?” he raised an eyebrow in confusion.

you shrugged, pretending to be nonchalant. “no reason, i just prefer not to change in front of you.”

jude’s eyebrows furrowed in concern. had he done something to upset you? did he unknowingly cross a line? after all, you had never shown any hesitation about changing in front of him before. heck, you didn’t even mind walking naked around him .

“what’s that supposed to mean?” he pressed gently, careful not to startle theo with his tone.

once again, you shrugged indifferently. “i don’t know... i just don’t want you watching.”

jude couldn’t help but find this whole situation ridiculous, considering he had seen you naked countless times. nevertheless, if you wanted him to leave, he would comply. but he still wanted to understand why all of a sudden it was an issue for him to watch.

“uh, did i do something wrong?” he asked innocently, giving you those irresistible puppy eyes.

your heart melted, unable to bear witness to his adorable confusion and distress. you sighed, struggling to maintain your composure.

he let out a huff, “come on, love, i witnessed you giving birth. this is nothing compared to that!”

unable to hold it in any longer, you burst into laughter, causing theo to join in with quiet giggles, but still audible enough for both of you.

“i’m just messing with you!” you exclaimed, hint of mockery laced your voice. he responded by rolling his eyes, knowing he should have seen that coming.

“i didn’t expect of you to take it so seriously,” you added, giggling even more, which only annoyed jude further.

clearly, he didn’t appreciate your little prank.

“you’re so mean, you know that?” he retorted, his voice tinged with sarcasm. he glanced down at theo, shaking his head. “your mother is so mean.” he told him, dead serious.

“oh, stop that or he’ll end up believing you,”

“i’m stating nothing but the truth.”

it was your turn to roll your eyes.

[lorarri]

★ . . . 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 , 𝐉𝐁𝟓

summary , the daughter of lewis hamilton and a 3 time f1 world champion life is pretty great especially now that you have found a special someone

pairing , jude bellingham x fem! hamilton! redbull! f1 driver! reader

main masterlist | football masterlist

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yourinstagram winter break photodump pt. 5

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user my wife is a madrid...I don't know what to do with why self now

user stay away from my wifey mr. hey jude lookin ass

user MR BELLINGHAM WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE

user it couple is cookin ya'll

user love that mother is living her best life

user bae wake up Y/N posted a winter break photo dump

user OKAY BUT THAT LAST PIC EXCUSE ME?!?!?!

user madam who got you those flowers

user jude better be careful or papa hamilton gonna have his head if he even thinks about trying anything with his daughter

user why am I kinda living from the idea of these two being a couple

user are you dating jude?

user Y/N come home the kids miss you

user 4th wdc pending...

user so we all know who the guy in the last slide is right?

user love my soon to be parents

user the queen soft launching wasn't on my 2024 bingo card

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TRENTSKI

JUDITH

EXPLAIN YOUR SELF

JUDITH

huh?

RICE RICE BABY

did you really think you could sneek your way into Y/N Hamilton's ig dump and we wouldn't find out?

JUDITH

yes?

SANCHOOOO

SO YOU ADMIT IT

IT IS YOU

MEEK MEALS

glad you finally got together

I was getting sick and tired of you talking about her 24/7

JACK RABBIT

I'm surprised he even got the strength to talk to her

STAR BOY

right?

his brain normally turns to mush when ever her name is mentioned

proud of you bro

JUDITH

thx kyo

I always knew you were a real one

TRENTSKI

damn I see how it is then....

RICE RICE BABY

trents going dark lads

in his sad girl era

PHIL CHEESE STAKE

so wait who knows about you 2 being together?

SANCHOOOO

besides the entire intent after that photo dump?

MEEK MEALS

LMFAOOO

STAR BOY

tell lewis he's the goat

JUDITH

hahah funny

let us have our damatic soft launch

obvi you guys know

the only others that know are max, sebastian, and charles

I'll let lewis know when he figures out I'm dating his daughter this Saturday

JACK RABBIT

mate your fucked

TRENTSKI

DAMN

secret forbbiden romance

didn't know you were built like that jude

MEEK MEALS

what do you mean Lewis fucking Hamilton doesn't know you are dating HIS DAUGHTER

SANCHOOOO

pray for jude guys

these might be his last days with us

STAR BOY

he shall be missed

JACK RABBIT

dw jude I'll delete your search history of you stalking Y/N's ig and twitter

JUDITH

thanks guys...

wiss me luck

TRENTSKI

break a leg

RICE RICE BABY

don't die

MEEK MEALS

good luck

SANCHOOOO

you going to die

STAR BOY

what colour coffin do you want?

I'm thinking bright pink and rinestones

JACK RABBIT

do you need a get away driver?

PHIL CHEESE STAKE

before you die get me and ronnie a hat singed by Y/N and Lewis

JUDITH

I feel so loved rn

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lewishamilton replied to your story!

he's a good lad

but if he hurt's you

winning a trohpy will be the last of his concern

okay dad I'll relay that message to him

good

also don't forget to use projection...

DAD OMG STOP

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¡HALA MADRID!

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Christian is asking if Jude wants to come to the team dinner before the livery launch?

also if he hurts you I will run him over with our matching aston martins

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what does he smell like?

[masn-mount]

I know we're all melting at Jude with the kids but what about him melting about you with the kids!!! being like I want you to have my babies and you're like??? where did that come from

this is just a little blurb, I hope you enjoy xx (this is rushed and not proofread because I need to sleep and if I don't post it right now I'll just delete it soooo also haven't written in months so yeah, bye)

okay yes, like he would be standing around with his mum and teammates trying to focus on the conversation they were having but he couldn't tear his eyes away from you running around after Lucas Vazques' kids, making them laugh uncontrollably when you caught them or the way you'd help Dani Carvajal's son hold up the trophy, making him smile so big for thinking he was lifting it by himself and as if he wasn't feeling overwhelmed already he swore his heart could have burst when you later went over to him to say bye with one of his teammates not even one year old clutching on to you. Small arms around your neck, her little head resting against your shoulder and you just looked so natural with it and it drives him a little mental and after he's kissed you and you leave he can't get that image out of his head even with the amount of drinks in his system by then. When he gets home hours later he's trying to make as little noise as possible, not wanting to wake you or anyone else in the house up and he's not expecting to walk into your shared bedroom and see you sitting up in bed, phone in hand no doubt scrolling on Tiktok. "You're going to feel beyond terrible tomorrow," is what you say when he falls on the bed, he lays still for a second before he starts moving around so he can lay closer to you, head resting on your stomach. Your fingers go to scratch the back of his head and after a few moments of complete silence you almost think he's fallen asleep until he lifts his head so he can look up at you, eyes so pretty and glossy and you smile at him before running your thumb over his pouted lip. "You okay?"

"I want you, want you to," he kept mumbling the words over and over, you found it a little amusing how he had gone from this overly confident man you had seen all over your X and Tiktok feed hours prior to this shy boy laying next to you.

"Want me to what?"

"Have babies with me." You were unsure on how to respond, it was probably the last thing you'd expect him to say so you just sat back, raised your eyebrows at him, a giggle escaping past your lips at how he was nodding his head while repeatedly mumbling "yes, I want that".

"You do, yeah?"

"So bad."

"Okay, how about we go sleep?"

"No, I've jus-, just keep thinking about you with the kids today and I, I want us to have that," he sounded so sure you could have almost forgotten that he was drunk out of his mind.

"I thought you didn't want kids?" You teased, fingers running over his cheeks, still trying to get used to his completely bare face. Your future together was often a topic of discussion but kids had never been apart of the conversation until this moment and you weren't going to pretend like seeing him be so good with all of his teammates kids hadn't sent your mind in a frenzy.

"I never said I didn't want them with you."

"Okay."

"Yeah? we should try...right now."

"Okay, calm down, silly." You tried to keep your voice down but couldn't hold in your laughter over how fast he was trying to get undressed before laying over you, lips moving over your chest and up your neck. "Hey, don't laugh...trying to love on you, baby," but when you didn't stop, instead hiding your face away from him and in your pillow, unable to take him seriously Jude got the hind and laid back down, content for the moment with just holding your hand.. "I love you...mucho."

"I love you mucho too, Jude," you smiled, leaning up and capturing his lips with yours for a moment before pulling back.

"I get to come home to you, so lucky..so lucky you're going to be the mum to my babies."

"Go to sleep, handsome."

"We'll try tomorrow."

[aechii]

hii! I have a request <3 can you write something about jude's gf being jealous? the reader is confident so they kiss jude in front of whoever is flirting with jude? and jude is smiling like mmm thats my girl and you are cute when you are jealous haha i hope u understand <3 thanks <33

ALL FOR ME !

PAiRiNG ?! gf!reader x bf!jude

A/N ?! so to whoever requested this, i would seriously like to apologise for letting this marinate in my inbox for WEEKS. ive lost my mojo and can barely write but here it is!! hope you enjoy <3

WARNiNG ?! tincy bit suggestive?? i think lol

figuratively speaking, the girl who had, unrightfully, welded herself to jude's side should've materialised 6 feet underground from the look [y/n] had given her. from across the room, after slipping into the kitchen to get herself an iced drink, she watched as the girl, even with jude's obvious awkwardness and too-far-from-the-eyes smiles, repeatedly slapped his arm in feigned humour. honestly speaking, [y/n] could feel the jealously well up within her, although it had no right to because even from where she stood, jude was showing no interest whatsoever.

"she's trying... way too hard," words sounded from beside [y/n], voice familiar as she matched them to her best friend, who was also the host of the night's party. her arms were crossed and she shook her head in disappointment, "seen jude push her hands off more than my boyfriend's taken a shot tonight. and he's taken a lot."

her humour, in any other instance, would've spurred laughter from [y/n], but the more she watched jude get antsy, the more she itched to make herself known.

"i'm going over there."

her best friend hummed, "get your man."

[y/n] wormed her way through the lingering bodies dotted around the room, and the second she made it across, she noticed how jude's expression morphed into one of sheer relief. forcing a smile on her face, she walked up to him, sliding a hand up his chest and curling it around his shoulders.

"hey babe," her tone was unsuspecting of anger, but jude sensed it nonetheless. knew it wasn't targeted at him however, "the kitchen ran out of the drink you wanted, sorry." she conjured a lie that wasn't too far from the truth, unwanting to cause a scene that would ruin the, otherwise, tranquil, sociable night.

"nah it's alright, love," jude countered, eyes averting to the other girl whose face began to fall into annoyance. he winked at her just as [y/n] pushed her lips unto his in a slow, deep tandem, his content hum ricocheting off the surface of her skin. they almost lost themselves in each other, jude's grin making it impossible to keep their lips interlocked, before the girl huffed, irritated, swivelling on the balls of her feet and walking away. the kiss broke up as soon as the taut air washed away in her trail, as if she ambled with her tail between her legs, and jude's smile widened into [y/n]'s cheek.

"you're so jealous, it's cute," jude humoured, pecking her cheek lightly. it didn't deter his girlfriend, who stared at him, detangling herself to cross her arms, "should've walked away."

"wanted to, but," jude shrugged, "as much as it wasn't getting intolerable, i could feel your eyes on me."

[y/n] let it go, tilting her head to press a small, reassuring kiss into jude's lips.

"you like it?"

jude smirked, leaning in to catch [y/n]'s bottom lip between his teeth. he watched as it bounced back and flushed a deep red, "'course i do. it's so fucking hot."

his girlfriend laughed, throwing her head back, giving jude the opportunity to kiss her neck.

"you're nasty, jude."

"and you love it, babe."

"and you're all mine, hm?"

jude grinned, hands tightening around his girlfriend's waist, "same for you, love. all for me."

[letmeapologise]

oml im a sucker for making up with jude after a heated argument!!!

like him saying stuff that really hurt u and u guys not talking until its time to go to sleep and ur still avoiding him, when u lay down being far away from him … until u feel strong hands wrap around u in the dark and feel somone nosing and kissing at your neck, but not saying anything(idk the rest u guys make up somehow)

❝ 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 ❞

.ೃ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ! 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬, 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 ✰ ´ˎ˗

⋆ ｡ ˚ ⋆ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ⌇ 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐞 ੈ✩‧₊˚

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ⌇ 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐦 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ���˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚

ೄྀ࿐ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 ⌇ 𝟏.𝟎𝐤 !

↳ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ೃ⁀➷ 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐬 !

IT HAD CROSSED YOUR MIND TO MAKE HIM SLEEP ON THE FLOOR, maybe even outside; the pang in your chest echoing, reminding you of the way your heart sank at his words. You hadn’t even said anything after that, just frowned at him in disbelief, looking him up and down before making your own way home. You heard his immediate apologies and excuses as you walked away from him in silence, tailing behind you on your way to your car – as you had driven him to this event – with a tug on your arm, almost begging you to turn around and even look at him. You had flicked his arm off of you, almost flinching at his touch, and he backed off. 

If you had looked at him you would’ve seen the way he looked at you. The shock, disgust in himself, and the expression he always made when he was on the verge of tears or disappointment. You stuck your keys in the ignition, wiping away a stray tear forming in the corner of your eye, then drove off. Jude could only watch as your car melted into the distance, kicking gravel under his feet whilst looking around, biting his lips anxiously and then moving down to his fingernails, chewing on them before turning around and looking around the empty car park.

He had ended up calling a friend to pick him up at eleven-fifteen at night, by which time you were already settled in your shared bed, already feeling his absence on your body. His side of the bed, usually warm, was cold without him being in it; and everything just seemed a lot more quiet. You frowned to yourself, tugging the covers further over yourself and grabbing your phone from the bedside table. You already had five missed messages, if anything you expected a bit more from him, but he would have known by now you were far too stubborn.

Should you have done that? Now you were doubting yourself. You couldn’t even sleep now, you had gotten too used to Jude next to you, that without him you only expected a restless night. You debated sending him a message, to apologise, ask where he was, say you could come and pick him up; but you deleted all of them before you even sent them – too stubborn. You sighed, turning your phone around and placing it flat down onto the bedside table and plugging it in to charge. 

It was around twelve-thirty in the morning when Jude arrived home, waving off his friend with a polite smile, not quite telling him the full story why you couldn’t pick him up and instead asking him. He had just said you were asleep, tired out from a busy day. He wondered if you would even allow him back in the house, staring dumbly at the drawn curtains in your shared bedroom; the whole house was dark. He shook his head, then ran a hand through his hair and over his face, going to the door and unlocking it with the spare key in his pocket. He shivered in the cold, and unlocked the door, making his way upstairs after he had re-locked it and taken his coat and shoes off. 

He watched your sleeping body peacefully, the rise and fall of your chest as you breathed. He didn’t ever want to lose you, and he wondered if you considered doing so; at the sheer stupidity of his actions, was he even worth it?

He just stood there for a few minutes, half-expecting you to wake up and kick him out of the house. You didn’t, you remained unmoving and asleep on your side of the bed; an arm outstretched onto his side as if reaching out for something. He exhaled deeply, as if psyching himself up for a big game, and then sat down on his side of the bed – sinking it under his weight – and shifting over so he was now lying down, carefully moving your arm to rest by your side so as to not wake you up.

You clearly did, murmuring something inaudible under your breath and shifting away from him until he was certain you were on the verge of falling off of the bed. He pulled you closer towards him, just a small amount by your waist, so you wouldn’t end up sleeping on the ground or hitting your head on the way down. You slapped his hand but he didn’t let go until you were in a more comfortable position, exhaling deeply to express your frustration at him. He faced your back, you facing the wall, he was inches away from your usual sleeping position of spooning you – it was just the distance making a difference.

He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into him, you didn't object. You felt the tension and your stubbornness leaving your body with every little touch of his. Then you felt hands around your nape, brushing your hair to the side and gentle kisses being pressed fervently into your skin. You shifted your head to the side, breath hitching as he made his way to pecking kisses along your jaw. No apologies or excuses were needed, it was silent between you both apart from the gentle sounds of his lips puckering against your skin; this was his way of saying sorry, and you took it, you would take it everyday if you could. 

You shifted your body around to face him, keeping eye contact with his pleading expression – as if he was a kicked puppy. “I’m sorry, baby,” he mumbled into your neck, leaning back into you. “I know,” you sighed, letting his touch overcome your senses. When he looked up again you leaned into him, his hand going to cradle your jaw, and you pressed your lips against his in an open-mouth kiss; swallowing his pleads in one gulp.

୨୧ @𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐞. 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 ୨୧

[ilythena]

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐌𝐄. | Jude Bellingham.

★ SUM based off of the "she lives inside me" Trend on TikTok where people show happy videos of them as a child! It was super cute and made me emotional, just had to do something with it.

Fluff! Reader and Jude are moving into a new apartment, and are supposed to be childhood friends to established lovers. Football tags were so dry so I decided to post a fic, so please don’t rip on me </3

Running through the hallway with Jude hot on your tail, you giggle and hide behind a wall. Not like it was any use though, he saw you and grabbed you, the both of you laughing and plopping down on the couch in the now empty apartment you both shared.

"Are we done with the packing? I can't believe we're moving out of here." Jude says, now calmed down and throwing his head back with a sigh.

"We still have the small closet in the hallway to clear." You say, not wasting anymore time and getting up to open it. "Seriously? We haven't opened that thing in like, years babe." "I know!

That's why we have to clear it out!" You giggle, and pull on the door with it not budging. It's jammed. Jude seems to notice this and like the gentleman he is, he gets up and pulls the door for you, but being buried in a pile of old jackets in mere seconds after he opened it.

You can't control the loud laugh that comes out when he forces his was out of the pile. He groans out a “not funny” and stands up, dusting himself off. After Jude is officially out of the pile, you notice a small camera that also came out of the closet, all old and busted up. You pick it up out of curiosity and try to figure out how to turn it on.

"What's that?" "A camera... Duh." “Y/n. No need for the attitude.” Jude stands behind you, looking into the small camera at the screen as you fumble with the buttons. “Babe that thing is so old it's definitely not turning on at all.” He says, and rests his head on your shoulder. "You never know! It might—see! It's on!"

You click on a video and it starts playing. Immediately you hear "Y/n! Jude!" And you know it's the familiar voice of your mother in the video, as the camera zooms around and you see a nursery school—it doesn't take you long to realize this is a video of you as a kid.

Playful screaming is heard from children who you assume are from you and Jude, and when you both pop up in the video you can't stop yourself from cooing out in adoration. You both couldn't be any older than 5, considering the fact that you were super small and running around with all the energy in the world.

"You're so cute!" You say as you look down at the video, and Jude points to you, who is currently laying in the dirt with your feet up and kicking. Your mother comes closer to you, happiness evident in her voice. "You okay?" And you nod with a smile and closed eyes. Jude comes closer to your mother and grabs the camera, forcing it off you and onto him instead.

"Always loved attention huh" you laugh and he huffs with a smile. "At least I'm not laying in the dirt for no reason!" "I was young!" "So was I!" you shove him away playfully before grabbing him back to look at the rest of the video.

"Y/n's being mean." Jude says in the video, and you hear yourself huff out a 'am not!' In the background. Your mother laughs and asks him to explain why—the answer was "she wants to play football and I don't like it."

The video ends and the both of you laugh, "crazy how football was your first love yet I'm the professional player" Jude says and you roll your eyes "listen, I could become a professional if I wanted to "oh really? You up for a game then?" He says and you scoff "bring it on, Jude!"

You both know you should probably clean up the pile of jackets before deciding to do anything else, but you decide maybe it could wait a few hours.

© copyright of ilythena. Do not repost or translate onto any other websites.

[777bae]

Can you please do a married life together with Jude and the reader and they have kids together

── Our life

I love this sm <3

PAIRING… Jude Bellingham x fem!reader | Genre… fluff | WC… 0.3k

The soft cries of your youngest son suffused the house as you turned over, coming face to face with a smiling Jude.

“It’s your turn.” Jude immediately spoke, earning a groan from you as you slowly got up, hearing his small laughs behind you instantly stop the moment you sent a glare his way.

Soon stepping into your son's room, you saw him standing up in his cot, a cute smile growing on his face as you came into sight. You swiftly walk over to him, wrap him into your arms bringing him over to the chair in the corner of the room.

You gently sat down, your son already half asleep in your arms as you began to rock backwards and forwards, slowly starting to doze off yourself.

The sudden creek of the door caused you to stur as you turned to see Jude at the door.

He smiled lightly at you, to which you returned, before a sudden small head popped out, a smile beaming on the young girls face.

“She wanted to come see you.” Jude whispered as you nodded before patting the empty space next to you, inviting the two over.

They both walked up quickly, almost as if they were fighting each other off for the seat, before Jude immediately landed on the seat next to you, your daughter quickly climbing on top of him as you gently patted her head.

“Did you sleep well?” You asked the young girl as she quickly nodded her head, a smile soon growing on your face before leaning your head on Jude’s shoulder.

“And how about my husband?”

“You were warm last night.” Jude mumbled before leaning his head onto yours, causing a small chuckle to leave your mouth, reminiscing the cuddle session you had, before light snores began to fill the room, leaving only you to be awake.

You sigh softly, thinking happily about what you have achieved in life so far, a great job, a lovely husband, and 2 beautiful children, you just couldn’t wait to see what the future would hold.

[cityzenchick]

Imagine ..... that moment when ...... at the end of England's match vs Slovakia you are so excited about the unexpected result, you impulsively decide to deftly slip past the numerous stewards manning the perimeter of the pitch, and quickly jog up to Jude to reward his spectacular goal by planting a soft congratulatory kiss on his left cheek. You giggle at the fact you actually got that close to him and hastily run away (before anyone realises what has happened and tries to catch you) ....... this leaves Jude a little taken aback as he touches his cheek where your soft lips had momentarily brushed his skin, still sensing the faint aroma of your sexy perfume that has caused his heart to skip a beat .......... but before he can react and try to follow you, he helplessly watches as you disappear back into the crowd just as quickly as you had appeared ..........

[ham1lton]

DREAM GIRL.

pairings: jude bellingham x reader.

faceclaim: maya jama <3

summary: being the personal assistant of sir lewis hamilton has been the highlight of your career so far, even when he has you fetching organic vegan dog food for roscoe at six in the morning. but that was expected, what wasn’t expected was a certain english footballer taking an interest in you.

author’s note: shout out to my jude girlies! this one is for u! it’s also technically the 29th where i am, so happy twenty first to jude! now part of a series.

— wanna be tagged in any future works? fill out my taglist!

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yourusername: days lately 💐

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user1: THE LEWIS PIC 😭😭

lewishamilton: you’re fired.

-> yourusername: this is the ninth time you’ve fired me this week.

-> landonorris: i’ll hire you y/n.

-> lewishamilton: shut up norris. don’t steal my assistant.

-> yourusername: I’VE BEEN REHIRED AGAIN WOOOOOO!

user2: why is yn the most entertaining f1 related person.

user3: guys, who is she??? she’s stunning!

-> user4: yn yln! she’s lewis’ assistant and practically family at this point. she’s been with him since she was 18. she just had her 24th birthday so they’ve worked together for almost 6 years! she’s so funny and if you’re a fan of lewis, you should definitely follow her!

charles_leclerc: roscoe and leo playdate when?

-> yourusername: roscoe is booked up for the unforeseeable future i apologise.

-> alexandrasaintmleux: oh no 😢

-> yourusername: suddenly he has an opening!!!! just for alex.

-> alexandrasaintmleux: yay! i’ll message you 😊💐

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yourusername: btw if you catch your girl smiling at her phone it’s probably something i posted. your girl thinks i’m hilarious and loves me more than you 🤷🏾‍♀️

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carmenmmundt: caption is true!

-> yourusername: kissing you virtually <3

user1: i love yn sm.

-> user2: did u see her vlog for the lv event?? she feeds us sm. shirtless lewis in the beginning, jude bellingham in the background of the event and her posing with central cee at the end. she’s collecting british boys like she’s getting paid for it.

user3: marry me yn!!!!

lilymhe: roscoe is judging tf out of you 😭

-> yourusername: he hates to see me shine 😔

user4: YOU LOOK SO GOOD IM FROTHING

user5: why is jude in the likes omggg???

roscoelovescoco: you’s my favourite’s 🐶

-> yourusername: love u sm my baby 😢

user8: is it truly a yn post without a roscoe pic?

*liked by yourusername.*

user6: all the wags love yn. i need wag!yn expeditiously.

user7: can you even post this?? won’t you get fired?

-> yourusername: idk. take it up w/ my boss lewishamilton.

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START INSTAGRAM LIVE. (5K WATCHING)

YN: hi guys!! how are we all doing? you okay?

user1: YN I LOVE YOU!!

user2: im good!

user3: where are you?

YN: i’m currently in madrid right now for a event that lewis is involved in. i love madrid. much different to drizzly england.

user4: omg perfect timing.

user5: your bf is in madrid rn.

user6: god aligned your chakras 😍

YN: my bf???? guys i don’t have a boyfriend.

user7: you do now. boyfriend distribution system has done its job and he’s hot! and rich! and successful!

user8: lmfaooo ur face 😭

YN: who are you guys talking about. i promise you, i am single.

user9: jude bellingham posted a tweet asking if he could get more screentime in your next vlog 😭

user10: girl he wants you bad 😭

user11: and we don’t blame him!

YN: jude bellingham? the football player? isn’t he like twelve.

user12: he’s 21 girl 😭

user13: cancers rise !! ♋️

YN: i don’t date younger than me! he’s a baby!

user14: you are freshly 24 😭

user15: dw you are not kelly piquet girl 😭

user16: you should date him!!

landonorris: hi 😃👋🏼

YN: hi future boss dude

landonorris: i think you should date jude as well.

YN: et tu, brute?

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yourusername: roscoe took me to the airport and we both sobbed and cried when i had to leave. i could barely enjoy looking at shirtless jude 😔

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judebellingham: it’s okay. you’ll have plenty more chances to see it again.

user1: caption so real 😔

user2: how’s your holiday going?

-> yourusername: great! but i genuinely crave a roast dinner so bad. roast dinner with all the trimmings please and thanks 🙏🏾

user3: i thought you were lewis’ assistant 😭 why are you chilling with jude?

-> yourusername: i am lewis’ assistant but thanks to labour laws, i am entitled to holiday leave. i am on holiday right now.

-> lilymhe: without me? 😔

-> yourusername: sorry babe 😔😔

trentarnold66: thank god. jude wouldn’t shut up about you. so glad you’re together.

-> judebellingham: i’m praying on your downfall. hope your account gets blocked 🙏🏾

landonorris: you’re just on holiday? was hoping you’d been fired so i can hire you 😒

-> yourusername: i only work for world champions. nicorosberg, you hiring?

-> user4: MESSY ASS 😭

-> user5: yn could singlehandedly repair brocedes.

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[trentsgirl]

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⟡ summary: just a lovely morning with your boyfriend.

⟡ content: very fluffy, clingy jude, established relationship, short, around three hundred words.

⟡ notes: had this in my drafts for a while, so thought i should post this because i have too many. requests are open:))

⟡ streaming: tip toe by hybs.

⟡ masterlist.

mornings with jude were usually hectic and far from peaceful. you would quickly get ready for your respective commitments and barely have any time for each other before rushing out the door.

but today was different. it was friday, and jude had been granted a few days off due to a shoulder injury. despite the unfortunate circumstances, jude was excited about the prospect of spending the entire day with you.

his plan was to stay in bed all morning, cuddling and making up for lost time, if you know what i mean. however, you had other plans in mind.

you were accustomed to waking up early and being productive. so as you attempted to free yourself from jude’s firm hold, he unconsciously grunted, his body pressing against yours.

nevertheless, you paid no attention to his murmurs and left the bed, causing jude to grumble even more.

“come back to bed,” he pleaded, his voice filled with desperation. you couldn’t help but find it endearing how much he longed for you. “i’m tired,” he added, lightly tapping your pillow.

deciding to tease him, you donned an exaggerated pout and adopted a whiny tone, as if speaking to a child. “oh, you’re tired? i’m so sorry baby, it must be so difficult for you.”

jude expressed his annoyance, stating, “actually, scratch that. when i said i was tired, what i really meant was that i’m tired of you being a sarcastic little shit.”

you chuckled, returning to the bed with a gentle smile. “well, i’m your sarcastic little shit.” you playfully remarked, giving him a quick kiss on the lips.

jude seized the chance to embrace you, shifting his position so that he loomed over you with his much larger frame, making you nearly invisible beneath him.

“jude!” you gasped for breath, “do need to remind you that you’re six feet tall? you’re not exactly on the small side!”

he seemed unfazed by the fact that his weight was completely crushing you, and retorted mockingly, “i’m actually six foot one, baby.”

rolling your eyes, you chose not to respond and surrendered to jude’s agenda for the day.

to be fair, it wasn’t too bad at first. however, once his snoring started again, all you desired was to kick him from the bed.

[lovelie-ollie]

secrets. - jude bellingham

♡ pairing: jude bellingham x socmed manager!fem!reader

♡ summary: when jude is dating rma's social media manager and the internet finds out

♡ faceclaim: sullendin (on instagram)

♡ a/n: hello again<3 first time writing for jude! again im new to writing so this may not be too excellent♡ all the pics are from tumblr, pinterest and instagram<3

realmadrid

liked by judebellingham, jobebellingham, y/nuser and 1,294,495 others realmadrid this is a jude victor william bellingham appreciation post tagged: judebellingham comments user1 jude be looking extra fine in a rma kit user2 HE IS SO???? i want him so bad im going insanee🙏🤧 user3 no other rma player is given a separate post like this🤨something is suspicious here... ↳ user4 bro chill its not that deep💀 the internet overthinks everything these days judebellingham damn i look good ↳ realmadrid you do:) ↳ user5 ?? ↳ user6 ??? ↳ user7 ???? ↳ user8 ????? user9 not jude and rma admin flirting- ↳ user10 hell no😭😣 user11 AND NOT THE FULL GOVERNMENT NAME LMFAOO

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y/nuser and my man thank you to my man

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user20 she is so real for the 5th slide lmao😭 user21 she is so pretty?? user22 she can run a car over me and i'd still ask her to do it again user23 THE HARD LAUNCH IS HARD LAUNCHING user24 hottest couple i fear😍 judebellingham where did u get that 5th pic?? ↳ y/nuser pinterest hehe :) ↳ user25 she is just like us fr😭 user26 Y/N JUST GIVE ME ONE CHANCE PLEASE ↳ judebellingham no:)

user27 something lgbtqia+ just happened in me. now im y/nsexual🤭

judebellingham

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judebellingham my pretty girl tagged: y/nuser comments user31 brb im crying to sleep user32 "my pretty girl" SCREAMINGG 😭 user33 hey just wanna let u know that i just send over the adoption paper. please sign it thank you. user34 my parents😙 vinijr w couple user35 when will it be MY TURN?? y/nuser youre my pretty boi ↳ judebellingham 💕😙🥰 ↳ user36 no no y/n i swear i can be a better bf than him user36 they are both so perfect for each other its crazy😔 user37 me and who? realmadrid love you too😜 ↳ user38 oh yea i forgot y/n is rma admin ↳ user39 not her commenting by real madrid's official account lmfao ↳ judebellingham babe do u wanna get fired??

[ripinejschu]

Sorry but whoever thought it was a good idea to allow Athletico fans to attend the game was on some heavy crack.

They’ve proven every single time that they’re racist, dangerous pieces of shit when facing off Real Madrid with their constant violent acts and depictions against the players, especially Vini, and once again they did so. I hate C**rtois’s Zio guts, but no one on the team deserved what happened today.

It is absolutely possible and okay to ban fans for certain games. Genoa just did the day before when facing off Juve because of their violent clashes with Sampdoria fans. Both teams even had to pay $10k in fines each, hoping these punishments will curb future violent acts.

Perhaps that was a one time thing, I’m not sure, but Athletico’s fans continue to do so. The club and La Liga need to take more drastic measures to prevent this instead of praying it’s gonna be better next time.

[aechii]

getting into a argument w jude before a big match and him thinking you two aren’t on good terms but before the game starts he spots you in his jersey in the crowd and has that extra boost of confidence to do well bc he considers u a good luck charm

₍⁠₍ DRiViNG FORCE ₎⁠₎

A/N ?! nothing much to say, other than, expect ALOT of jude works this next week heheh 🤭

in retrospect, jude's frustration was justified. blinded and consumed by workload- both her own and favours [y/n] had hesitantly agreed to take on- which had ultimately caused her deathly amounts of stress, she had missed jude’s past 5 games. it was something both her and him found distasteful, and after a long conversation, they had come to the (forced) agreement that she would show up to his next one, no questions asked.

so, of course, when she had informed him that she was due in for an extra day of work, unprecedented, jude’s uplifted mood and focused mindset merged into a catastrophic ensemble as annoyance and disappointment took over. and as she rushed around the kitchen to gather her things, jude remained stagnant and stood by the table as he watched her, frowning. 

“you’re really not coming?” jude questioned indignantly. it came out harsher than he intended, but with all due candor, he didn’t have the heart to care. 

[y/n] hurriedly leaned over the counter to grab her keys, but her boyfriend beat her to it, swiping it into his hands before shoving them into his pocket. 

“what the hell, jude?” 

“are you not listening to me? i asked you a question.”

jude’s stubbornness triggered [y/n] as she threw her arms up in the air. 

“what does it look like?” she retorted, annoyed, “i’m sorry but i really have to go.”

she attempted to reach for her keys, but was stopped by jude. his face turned frigid and a tide of disbelief succumbed him, “are you being serious right now? [y/n]- you haven’t been to any of my games for weeks!”

she checked the time, getting more desperate as she noticed it was 5 minutes past the time she was supposed to leave the house.

“jude, i’m sorry, okay? but i'm going to be late, we can talk about this later.”

he didn’t move, but rather stayed rooted in his spot, arms crossed as he glared at the girl before him. he was swallowed by fury, his mind trailing off on its own, and his mouth just let angered words tumble out.

“you’re so selfish. fucking go then.” his hand digs through his pocket, hurling the keys on the table before shoving his way back to the living room. 

[y/n] stood there, stilled with bewilderment as she attempted to process jude’s outburst. she understood that he had been m.i.a for the past few weeks, and hadn’t shown her face in support of jude. so much so, that fans started speculating that they had broken up, forcing them to reach dire needs of posting travel photos to compensate for her absence. 

but he needn’t call her that. they had talked about it many a time that [y/n] wasn’t ready to give up her job any time soon, and jude, albeit reluctantly, agreed for her to continue going. she knew it would be hard for him to understand as her work involved shifts and being called in spontaneously to fill in missing staff. 

[y/n] faded out of her shock, scoffing as her frustration lead her conscience, “if you want to be like that, then be like that jude,” she shouted to him, snatching her last belonging off of the table and heading to the door. 

she would've cared if she wasn't so pissed at jude, but she instead slammed the door behind her after jude slipped in his last attack. 

"i'll just find somebody else to wear my shirt then!"

+_-

jude could already feel how skewed his mind was the second his cleats sunk into the grass. he felt guilty, in all rights, for what he had said, but he truly was upset for the lack of [y/n]'s support. he realised that his game had dipped just bit, whether they lose or win, and consequently, his name was losing its shine on the scoresheet. 

everyone knew he performed better when she was there. gio had called her his 'good luck charm' to which jude replied with a sound of agreement because he thought so too. jude always had the urge to impress her even more, as if she wasn't vehemently aware of his talent, and it had him dominating the attacking line.

he could excuse 2 games maximum of no show, but now that this was turning into her 6th disappearance, he was getting fed up. 

"you look like there's a stick up your ass, what's wrong?" 

gio had commenced a side step circle around jude, in an attempt to dizzy the boy. it evokes a light look of judgment instead, but jude said nothing. 

"[y/n] isn't coming today… again."

his friend's face turns sympathetic and he stops his ministrations, walking up to him, "man, really?"

jude nodded, "yeah. and even if there was a slight chance she could, i've fucked that up too."

gio rolled his eyes, exhaling melodramatically, "what now?"

"i said that if she doesn't come then i'll just find someone else to wear my shirt." shame riddled his being, and his words progressively depleted in volume as gio looked punched by shock. 

"jude, what the fuck?" he tsked, "and how did she react to that? pissed? because it's very much deserved. matter of fact, i would've broken up with you."

jude's face turned hard, yet he felt his heart drop at the possibility. what he'd said was absolute shit, and it had given his girlfriend options, one of which was to leave him.

over his dead, fucking body.

"don't say that and no, we didn't break up. she just slammed the door and left."

"as if that makes anything any better, jude," gio retorted, arms crossed. he knew jude was quite an amateur when it came to gripping the reins of his feelings, but more times than not, it seemed like it was vice versa. 

marco noticed them slacking off, running up to them before they were being forced into a couple more training drills. jude knew that his playing headspace had to be on, but his conscience dallied between that and pondering over his fallout with [y/n] and he gave up, knowing that he was going to have another off-game. 

+_-

by half time, jude wanted out. they were 2-0 down, and marco was completely livid. his coach had watched them with complete confusion, trying to find the break in the circuit. if he had, and noticed that it was, in fact, jude himself, it was as if he was sworn to secrecy because most players but him were subbed out. 

jude had spaced out during the locker room talk, and his legs were on autopilot as they walked back into the field. his eyes were trained on the mass of black and yellow, in an attempt for a last string of hope, before he's interrupted by gio's voice. 

"jude, look!"

he pointed to the vip box, and jude squinted before his eyes set upon the undeniable stature of his girlfriend, dressed in his shirt. 

"no way."

his mind failed at formulating words, and the second they made eye contact, jude smiled and blew her a kiss. she didn't catch it, but rather gave him a humorous look that said, 'impress me'. 

gio watched the whole ordeal with a grin, hooking his arm around the boy before whispering in his ear, "fix the game, loverboy!"

jude snickers back, feeling his limbs light with exhilaration, "bet."

and the second he scored, he ran up to the stands, hands structured in his girlfriend's initial before making a heart. 

the smile she gave her would remain in his memories forever.

[letmeapologise]

u should do something about dad!jude

like cuddling with ur little daughter and jude and she just cant stop being daddys girl

or like coming home from a tiring day at work and ur really upset and just the two ( or three like a little son and daughter :( ) of them kissing u and cuddling u to make u feel better

❝ 𝐮𝐩𝐬 𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐬 ❞

.ೃ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ! 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐧 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 ✰ ´ˎ˗

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ೄྀ࿐ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 ⌇ 𝟏.𝟏𝐤 !

↳ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ೃ⁀➷ 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐦𝐮𝐦 𝐦𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐢'𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭. 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐬 !

AFTER WHAT FELT LIKE YEARS OF DRIVING, you finally got back to the comfort of your home, your colleagues – and boss – were actually doing your head in, and it was the biggest relief when the clock finally struck leaving time. Jude greeted you at the door, having taken time off from training just for the day as you had a big day at work and neither of your family member’s were available to take care of the two kids on short notice. You groaned, dropping your bags by the door, and wrapped your arms around his shoulders, leaning upwards to reach him on your tiptoes.

“Bad day at work?” he chuckled, you simply huffed. “You couldn’t imagine, and I’ve got some sickness off of one of the clowns there too.” He laughed at your description of your colleagues, then picked your bags up for you, carrying them into the living room as you tailed behind him. Your kids came running in shortly enough, shrieking and yelping as they ran as fast as their little legs could carry them. “Be careful!” Jude warned them, holding his arms out to catch them in case they ran into a wall, or something like that.

“Mommy!” they yelled in sync, palms outstretched in grabbing motions as they practically leaped onto your chest, you yelped in surprise and pain then started laughing softly. “Don’t hurt mommy, she’s had a bad day,” you smiled softly. “They’re fine, thank you, baby,” you nodded at Jude who looked down at you sympathetically. June – your daughter who had been subject to the Bellingham naming tradition – was grabbing and squishing your cheeks together, and then your nostrils. You frowned at her jokingly, thinning your lips, and then moved some of her hair out her face.

You looked over at Jude. “What’ve you done today then?” you asked, tilting your head endearingly. “Just been outside playing footie with them both,” he shrugged, nonchalant. You scoffed, then half-yelped out in pain again as Toby – your son who you had somehow convinced Jude to not name Joel, Jace, or something along those lines – jumped onto you too. You sat upright, avoiding the toddlers’ hands pinching and grabbing at your skin; Jude taking the cue to pick up both of them. You eyed him, looking up and down and smirked, watching as his eyes dropped over you too.

He shook his head at you, a non-verbal cue – not while the kids are here – and you facepalmed, stretching your hands across your face and then neatening out your hair. “What’s wrong with mommy?” June asked, looking at you inquisitively as you searched through your purse, pulling out some makeup wipes and wiping your face with it gently – a handheld mirror in the other hand. Jude huffed. 

“Been busy at work with a lot of mean people, baby. Why don’t you go ‘n’ cheer her up, yeah?” she nodded at him and Jude dropped her down, setting Toby onto the sofa and dangling blocks in his face to play with as he watched June go up to you and softly stroke your face with a tiny hand. You smiled at her, handing her the makeup wipe. “D’ you wanna help me take my makeup off?” she nodded eagerly at you, dabbing it into your skin – but only in one spot – you scoffed, chuckling. “What about the rest of my face?” you asked excitedly, she giggled at you, moving the wipes over to your eyelids and you closed your eyes, wincing.

Your hands came up to hers, moving them gently around your face and not in your eyes. She sighed deeply at you, sensing she was already bored – June had the attention span of a toddler (literally) – you sat her on top of your lap, one arm snaked around her holding her up whilst you unapplied your makeup. “Have they had dinner?” you asked, finally finishing removing everything on your face and looking up at Jude, half-yawning with a covered hand. He nodded. “Just finished it as you were coming in.”

“Tobs, go ‘n’ kiss your mom, make sure he’s not sick,” he nodded at his dad, kneeling in front of you and giving you the one-two, then went back over to his pile of blocks. “What was that?” Jude gave him a pensive look, laughing. “She looks fine to me,” he shrugged, eyes unwavering from his blocks piled up on top of each other in a tower. Jude rolled his eyes, looking over at you and then making his way over, patting his son in the back affirmingly. He sat next to you, shifting his leg against yours and kissing your cheek, pulling your face in his direction before pecking you on the lips. Again, again, again, and again. 

“You’re gonna get my cold,” you groaned, being interrupted by Jude constantly kissing you on the lips. He held your face in between his hands, giving you one last big kiss that left you limp to his touch, and then squeezed your torso. Toby had stopped playing with his blocks and was glaring at his dad with a scornful expression, June, however, was uninterested in everything that was going on and drawing peacefully on her lap. You gestured over to him, Jude’s head twisting in his direction with a cocky smile.

“You jealous, Tobs?” you rolled your eyes, slapping Jude. The man was competitive even with his own children. “I told you to come ‘n’ kiss her, too late now,” he shrugged, teasing his son as he practically sprinted over to you, wrapping his arms around your stomach and glaring at his dad, huffing at him. You facepalmed, then looked down at your son, Jude’s arm still wrapped around your torso. “Is daddy winding you up?” you glanced at Jude, an unimpressed look. Toby nodded, whining to himself and burying himself in your stomach as Jude flashed him a toothy grin.

Jude continued kissing you, Toby continuously moving his face away from yours with a flat palm, then sat upright whilst you balanced him with your hand, and kissed you on your nose and cheeks softly. You giggled, both of your favourite boys having a competition for your attention and physical touch. Then June came over, pressing kisses to your cheek and stroking your hair. Your tongue poked the inside of your cheek, much to the dismay of the two boys – Jude might as well be a boy at this point with his childish behaviour, competing for you with his own son – who whinged at you until you puckered up again.

This was all the medicine you needed.

୨୧ @𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐞. 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 ୨୧