#jude bellingham x baby boy

[dorabellingham]

First day of school

warning: none

characters: jude x mom!reader x baby boy

summary: when it's your child's first day of school but you're very attached

request: yes

may contain spelling and translation errors!

It was a day of mixed emotions at the Bellingham house. Benjamin's first day of school had arrived, and you were ready to accompany the little boy to school in Madrid. Ben, only five years old, had a look of doubt and fear on his face. He understood a few words in spanish, since he had contact with the language on a daily basis, but his natural language was English, and this barrier only made him more apprehensive.

The morning began with careful preparation. You chose Benji's favorite backpack, with dinosaur characters, and Jude prepared a special snack with your son's favorite snacks. However, the expression on the little boy's face remained the same: he was not at all excited.

When you finally left the house, with the little boy holding the hand of each of his parents, Ben looked at you with a pleading look, as if trying to say without words: "Why are you doing this to me?". On the way, you and Jude exchanged encouraging glances, knowing you were making the right decision, but also feeling your hearts ache.

As soon as you arrived at the preschool, Jude got down to Benji's level and explained.

—Benji, you're going to make lots of little friends here. Mommy and daddy will be waiting for you at the end of the day, and I promise that if you're a brave boy, we'll go to the Bernabéu on Saturday. How about that?

He tried to sound as enthusiastic as possible, hoping that would cheer up the little boy, but he just looked at his father with those big, sad brown eyes, clutching his backpack tightly.

You also got down next to your husband and caressed your son's little face.

—It'll only be a few hours, my love. Mommy will be here before you know it. And look, you'll get to play and learn new things! Remember how you always ask about things? Here you'll get lots of answers.

You gave him an encouraging smile, but your little boy didn't seem convinced.

—I don't want to stay, mommy. I don't want to.

He repeated softly, while holding his parents' hands tightly.

The teacher, who was watching patiently, approached, smiling warmly.

—Hola, Ben! Mi nombre es Carlos. ¿Te gustan los dinosaurios?

He asked, pointing to the boy's backpack.

Benjamin looked at him suspiciously, but nodded slowly. He understood a little of what the teacher was saying, but he still felt lost.

—¡Genial! Tenemos juguetes de dinosaurios aquí adentro. ¿Quieres ver?

The teacher continued in spanish, trying to gain his trust.

You gave your son a gentle push to encourage him, but Benji was still hesitant. Jude, noticing his son's anguish, gave him an understanding smile.

—You'll do great, champ. Just a few hours, and then you can tell us everything you did, okay?

After a few more attempts at convincing, Benjamin slowly let go of your hand and followed the teacher with small, uncertain steps. You felt a lump in your throat as you watched your son enter the preschool for the first time without you or Jude around, while your husband lightly squeezed your shoulder in support. It was a big step, both for Benji and for you.

However, as you began to walk away from the entrance, you could hear Benji calling.

—Mommy! Daddy!

He had tears in his eyes, holding a toy dinosaur that the teacher had given him. Your heart broke when you heard your son’s call, and you looked at Bellingham with a look of despair.

Jude took a step towards the entrance, but then turned to you and spoke softly:

—We have to trust that he’ll be okay. It’s the first step, remember?

You nodded, your eyes full of tears, but took a deep breath and waved to your son, smiling and blowing kisses from afar. Benji looked at them, confused and sad, before being taken back by the teacher, who was distracting him with the toys.

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At home, you tried to distract yourselves, but you both found yourselves looking at your cell phones, waiting for any updates from school. For you, every minute felt like an eternity.

—Babe, I can’t take it anymore...

You murmured sadly as you rested your chin on his shoulder.

—Can we pick you up earlier, sweetheart? —Jude said, his large hands caressing your back. —I feel like they took a part of me.

Bored, you walked around the house, tidying up your son's toys and checking to see if his room was in order, as if that would help you feel more connected. Jude, on the other hand, kept himself busy with training videos, but with each notification, he quickly checked his phone.

Finally, after hours that seemed like days, the phone rang, and the school informed him that Ben was fine, although he had cried a little at first, which was normal for the first day. He had gradually fit in with the other children and was starting to feel more comfortable. You looked at each other, both sighing in relief.

—He's my son, it would be very difficult not to become popular on the first day.

The man gave an almost correct wink, he was finally learning.

—It doesn't even seem like you were crying half an hour ago, Jude Victor.

You said, laughing softly, but the feeling of relief was so gratifying.

When they went to pick up Benji, he ran into your arms, and Jude immediately picked him up, hugging him tightly.

—How was it, champ?

Jude asked with a smile, while Benji snuggled into his father’s chest.

—It was… weird. —Benji replied, still confused, but he seemed less sad. —The kids spoke differently.

You stroked your son’s curly hair and smiled.

—But you’re learning to understand what they say in spanish, aren’t you, my love?

Ben nodded slowly, looking a little more confident.

—The teacher gave me a dinosaur.

Jude laughed and looked at you.

—See? You even got a new dinosaur! You know, we’re going to the Bernabéu this weekend, like I promised. How about it?

The mini copy of Jude smiled a small but genuine smile when he heard that. He loved the stadium and the idea of ​​going there with his father always excited him. You crouched down next to Jude and looked into your son’s eyes.

—We’re so proud of you, Benji. You were so brave today.

You kissed his forehead, and he smiled back, finally relaxing.

As you walked to the car, Ben held his parents’ hands tightly, and you and Jude exchanged knowing, happy looks. You knew there would still be challenges, but that first day was the beginning of a new phase for your family.

[lomltrentarnold]

strawberry lipgloss — jude bellingham ₊˚ෆ

ও hana’s notes : holiday jude blurb cause im feral after that photo dump 🫶 so sorry for any grammatical errors </3

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“You ready, love?”

Jude’s voice echoed the room, you could hear his footsteps nearing closer to the bathroom from where you stand.

“5 more minutes!” you yelled out, struggling to put on your mascara.

You could hear his laugh booming at your answer, “You said that 10 minutes ago, babe.”

You ignored his remark as you were to focused on your task in hand. Not noticing the familiar figure of your boyfriend standing in the entryway of the door. His soft eyes stuck on you, completely in awe. He thinks you’re the prettiest. With your hair perfectly framing your face, your eyes shining under the bathroom light and your lips looking oh so kissable. He wonders what flavour lip balm you’re wearing.

Jude walked over to you, looming behind your frame as he kept his eyes on your reflection at the mirror in front of you. You jumped a bit after feeling Jude’s cold hands resting on your hip, your shirt riding up a bit at your movement that made him squeeze your sides when your skin touched.

“Ya scared me.” you laughed, relaxing in his hold. You pick up your strawberry lip balm, putting it on, before clapping your hands together excitedly. “I’m ready!”you turned your body around, smiling up at him.

Jude could feel himself melting when he saw your sweet smile. What did he do to deserve you?

“What did I do to deserve you?” Jude slipped out, the words replaying inside his mind and he just can’t hold it back.

You laughed, and Jude’s heart squeeze at the sound. “So sappy.” you softly hit his chest, kissing his cheek.

Jude was so enamoured by you, he didn’t even feel the shining lip stain that was now on his cheek. You giggled when you realised, moving to wipe it away. Your gaze involuntarily dropped down to his lips, as you planted a soft peck on them.

Before you could back away, Jude’s hand went behind your neck, tilting your head up to kiss you deeper. Your hands went to wrap around his waist.

You both broke apart, heavy breaths mingling with glazed eyes and love struck expressions, hands softly gripping the other for support.

A notification pinged from your phone making you glance at it, you read the text before looking at Jude, “We need to go, our friends are already there.” you breathed out, still trying to catch your breath from the make out session two seconds ago.

Jude shrugged his shoulders, hand at your jaw, thumb brushing your cheek, “5 more minutes.” he whispered, before crashing his lips with yours.

Now he knows what flavour your lip balm is.

reblog for a kiss <3

[lewisvinga]

get his ass ! | lando norris/the grid x fem! reader

summary: y/n was loved among the grid, quickly gaining the title of ‘the mother of the grid’ due to her motherly nature. but when a famous football player says he’d like to take her on a date in an interview, the boys are quick to defend her.

fc; maria isabel

warnings; kinda suggestive pics , curse words

notes; requested! this came later than expected lol, been super tired after a long road trip and was out all day w poor connection😩🥲 don’t mind my lil football reference 🤭🤭 also second pic of the interview was meant to say pretty at the end but it was called off lol😞

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yourusername: pov: single mother after a day full of chasing and taking care of her 5 grown children on the paddock

tagged; landonorris, oscarpiastri, alex_albon, logansargeant, georgerussell63

username: MOTHER IS BACK ON THE PADDOCK

username: i want u fr

landonorris: ‘single mother’ who am i then?😕

yourusername: a grown child who asks me to ‘pretty please’ wipe the grease off of his pizza😁

landonorris: it was disgustingly greasy…🤢

username: LMFAOOAOAO

username: a single mom who works 2 jobs who loves her kids

yourusername: they get on my nerves all the time but i love my grown children ��

logansargeant: sorry mom

yourusername: you and osc are an exception

alex_albon: oh, wow!

oscarpiastri: 😁

georgerussell63: you trying to say something, y/n….

yourusername: yeah give me carmen

carmenmmundt: i agree!

georgerussell63: wait-

username: you need to open a youtube channel!

username: your fit on the paddock ate today 😩

username: the picture of alex and logan w the snake 😭😭😭😭

username: can always count on y/n for content

yourusername posted to their story!

[caption 1; baby’s nap time 😴] [caption 2; taking my sons out for lunch 🫶🫶] [caption 3; my new child, surprise! it’s a boy!💙]

Jude Bellingham answers your fan questions!

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landonorris: all mine.

tagged; yourusername

yourusername: lando norris…. i thought you’d post this on your jpg account…

landonorris: nope😁

yourusername: could’ve been worse thank u

yourusername: all yours. forever. 🫶

landonorris: always.

username: so y’all saw jude’s interview too…

username: caption was 100% aimed a jude

alex_albon: can i tag him pls

yourusername: no.

landonorris: yes!

yourusername: no or i won’t take you to get kbbq tmrw

alex_albon: sorry lando

username: alex’s comment😭

username: oh wow

username: the 2nd, 4th, n last pic🥴🥴🥴🥴

username: their relationship isn’t a want it’s a NEED

logansargeant: oh!

yourusername: look away pls😞😔

landonorris: no keep looking so you and every other athlete knows she’s mine 😁

username: jealous lando omg 😵‍💫😵‍💫

maxverstappen1: take that tap in merchant!

carlossainz55: yeah and he won against you guys! put some respect on his name 🙄

yourusername: my football rivalry sons…

landonorris: no i agree w max

username: not the culers and merengues of f1 fighting 😭😭

georgerussell63: my eyes!😰😰😰😰

georgerussell63: but that serves him right! y/n is a taken lady!

username: red is HER color, no one can wear read

username: the fit is everything 😍😍

username: need someone to recreate the last pic w 😖😖😣😣

oscarpiastri: i really had to stop lando from posting more exposing pictures, you’re welcome btw mother

landonorris: i had plenty of other ones to choose from…

yourusername: thank u osc😭

[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 💐

view all 10,739 comments

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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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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[cosmicpearlz]

my love is mine, all mine

summary: a glimpse into how wonderful your relationship with jude is and how you guys complete each other.

pairing: jude bellingham x reader

~one~

“i’m jude bellingham,” you attempt to mock his deep voice, while trying to contain your laugh. jude playfully glares at you with his arms crossed against his chest.

“you’re not funny.”

“i am so. you know you wanna laugh,” you replied, smiling brightly in his face. it instantly makes him crack a soft smile but he didn’t want to give you the satisfaction of winning.

“no.”

“guys, he’s smiling! he knows i’m funny,” you poked his side while smiling even harder. the camera crew around you guys laugh at the way the two of you got distracted with poking each other and slapping the other person’s hand away.

“you guys have to stay on task. start asking the questions!”

“right right, sorry. i’m jude and that’s y/n,” you waved to the camera as jude introduced you.

“we’re here to see who loves the other person more.”

“no. try again.”

“we’re actually here to basically talk about our relationship. is that better?” jude looks at you with a smile and shakes his head.

“whatever you say m’love. do you wanna ask the first question?”

~two~

wining the match by a landslide had taken so much stress off of jude. he played the hardest he’s ever played. the fans from the opposite team giving him and his teammates an obnoxious amount of hate, only encouraged him harder. alas, he can breathe and loosen his shoulders.

jude looks across the pitch to find you with his family. his brother was the first to notice him looking and smiled at him. jude waves him over and jobe gets the hint, tapping everyone else to follow him across the pitch.

meeting in the middle, jude hugs jobe first. pulling him into a bear hug, causing the younger boy to laugh. moving on, he goes to hug his mom and dad. you stand over to the side giving them a little bit of privacy. you’ve never been the one to get in the way of his family, knowing how close they all were. not that they would’ve minded because they fully expected you and jude to get married, with how long you guys had been together. they seen you as a part of them.

“baby, why are you standing so far? c’mere,” jude pulls away from his mom and dad, immediately looking for you. he holds his arms out, prompting you to rush into his arms.

“congratulations my love. i’m so proud of you,” you whispered into his chest. jude wraps his arms tighter around you and lifts you up, loosen one arm to hook your legs around his waist. your arms find their place around his neck comfortably.

“thank you for being here.”

“i’d travel across the moon for you.”

“i’ll travel across the galaxy for you,” jude replies, while looking deeply into your eyes. you smiled and raised a hand to rest on his cheek. he leans his head further into your touch.

“must you always have to one up me?”

“yes. i would give you the world if i could.”

“luckily for you, you are my world and you’re already all mine,” your eyes gazing from his eyes to his lips. with one arm around your back and the other around one of your thighs that rested on his waist, he smirks.

“and you’re all mine,” jude leans his head closer to you, connecting your lips together. a sweet kiss that never fails to spark a burning desire within you. you pull away before the kiss can get too graphic with you guys still being in a public place.

“i love you so much.”

“i love you too darling,” jude places a quick kiss to your head and hugs your body close to him.

completely forgetting he absolutely still had the mic attached to his jersey. the private moment will be a trending topic for the next morning for sure.

~three~

“i’m ready to shake my ass on this yacht!” you jokingly said, causing jobe to make a face of disgust.

“ew i prefer you didn’t. don’t wanna see what you nasties do on your free time.”

“i prefer you do. actually, can i have a private dance?” everyone around jude groaned and walked away quickly to get on the boat. leaving the two of you to walk by yourselves.

“keep it in your pants bellingham,” you push his chest with a knowing smirk.

“i can’t. it literally has a mind of its own when it comes to you,” it was your turn to make a face mixed with disgust and disappointment.

“you are a perv. stop being nasty,” you pointed at him and walked away from him.

jude starts chasing you, knowing you wouldn’t even have the chance to go far because of his longer legs. he caught you in no time and picks you up, making you yelp in the process, along with nonstop laughter.

“you know you like my nastiness. stop pretending you don’t,” he whispered in your ear and placed a kiss on your neck.

“i do. just maybe not in front of your brother and friends,” you replied with, in between your constant giggles.

~four~

football season was finally over. real madrid winning the final cup had been a dream of jude’s and it came true. you guys took a trip back to england to visit his family and spend time with them. unfortunately, the time zone was messing with your sleep. finding yourself restless, you looked to your boyfriend and gaze over his sleeping figure.

“jude,” you poked his shoulder with a whisper. the sleeping boy didn’t move an inch.

“babe,” you shook his shoulder a little harder and jude hummed softly to you in acknowledgment. still he wasn’t fully awake.

“i can’t sleep.”

“darling it’s like three in the morning,” the roughness of his sleep voice stirred up something within you. curse your boyfriend for being so hot even when he’s half asleep.

“i know, i’m sorry. i just can’t sleep.”

jude sits up and rubs at his sleepy eyes. the moon light from the window shining on his face within the dark room.

“what do you want me to do exactly?”

“stay up with me until i fall asleep?”

the silence was loud as you guys studied each other’s faces in the dark. jude sends a small smile to you and gets fully out of bed. he holds his hand out for you to take and leads you to the kitchen. quiet footsteps pattering around the wood floors.

“let’s have some tea then.”

“okay.”

you sit on the stool by the countertop as you watched jude prepare two cups of tea. he knew exactly how you liked your tea. nothing in it but the tea bag and hot water. he thought it was weird but never mentioned it to you.

“here you go m’love,” sliding the hot tea cup to you and placing himself in the seat next to yours.

“thank you baby. i’m sorry i woke you.”

“it’s not a problem. is anything else wrong or you just really couldn’t sleep?”

“no, i just couldn’t sleep,” you pout, making the boy quietly laugh. he lifts one of your legs into his lap, rubbing the bare skin with his free hand before taking a sip of his own tea.

“well luckily i’m really good boyfriend.”

“oh really?”

“mmhm. who else would wake up at the ass crack of dawn?”

“you have a point bellingham,” you sip your tea to hide your incoming smile. “have i ever told you i love you?”

“hmm, you might have mentioned it once or twice.”

“once or twice? woah, you gotta give me more credit babe.”

“where’s the fun in that sweetheart?” you give him a dead straight look, while jude quietly laughs some more.

“i’m kidding. i love you more,” jude leans over and captures your lips in a kiss. moving to then place kisses all over your face, laughter now spreading out in you.

“not possible. i love you wayyy more.”

“ugh as if.”

[chaostudee]

i love you i'm sorry, charles leclerc + jude bellingham

summary : y/n y/ln and charles leclerc are the it couple in the f1 universe and when they aren't spotted together for some time hell breaks loose all over the internet. it's not long before y/n starts soft launching a new relationship but unbeknownst to her charles is still keen to get her back. faceclaim : cindy kimberly a/n : pls lmk if u want part 2 because i have so many ideas hehe

y/nusername a girl who is going to be just fine because she has her two boys.

liked by charlesleclerc, kikagomez, landonorris and 2,729,920 others.

charlesleclerc forever mon amour ❤️

y/nusername forever and always x

f1fan829 this is who i want to be when i grow up

user9292 no wag has ever wagged like she has

y/nfan91 crying because why are they acc the cutest ever 😭😭

user_0082 mom and dad

f1lover4eva id acc die if they broke up

username127 the hottest couple to ever exist and i will stand by that ✋️

kikagomez you have me too girl ;)

y/nusername love uuuu

forzaferrari56 love themmm

user11133 idk who im more jealous of actually

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text messages between y/n and charles

yk i love u right ? charles

ofc i do you only tell me like a hundred times a day 😭 y/n

ik ik i just don't want u to ever forget it, god im going to miss you sm over the next few weeks charles

oh baby we'll be okay and besides the monaco gp is less than a month away y/n

ik but i'm really going to miss you charles

such a simp y/n

🙄 charles

i'm really going to miss you too y/n

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charlesleclerc tough race for us as a team, hopefully we can bounce back at the next one 💪

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user182 it's okay pookie we still love you 🫶

f1fan totally not your fault ferrari are to blame again

username67 wtf was that strategy....

f1lover plsss a podium in monaco we believe in you <3

user728 stopp he looks so sad

y/nusername love you always x

charlesleclerc 😘

forzaferrari they are actually just screwing up this whole championship for him

y/nusername 🌟🐇

liked by charlesleclerc, carmenmundt, lewishamilton and 2,018,528 others.

username_89 oh charles i get it

user00 she is literally the prettiest everrrr

f1fan it's giving disney princess

ln4_7 WE NEED Y/N IN MONACO OH PLS I BEG

charlesleclerc i'm so lucky

user116 atleast he's aware f1lover 😭😭

carmenmundt the prettiest angel <3

user728 omgg i need that lip combo rnnn

f1lover yes i am indeed jealous of charles leclerc

f1 monaco gp this weekend !!

liked by charlesleclerc, y/nusername, maxverstappen and 1,302,628 others.

user88 the girls that get it get it

f1fan this is my superbowl

user7202 i've waited all year for thissss

f1lover hoping that charles can acc get the winnn

user728_7 yesss ferrari pls don't mess up his strategy i beggg

user11 hehe can't waittt

y/nusername monaco ✈️

charlesleclerc it feels like a fever dream bit i couldn't be happier, the best weekend on my life. i love you all so much thank you for supporting me.

liked by y/nusername, maxverstappen, carlossainz and 5,728,929 others.

maxverstappen congrats :)

charlesleclerc ❤️ f1fan never beating the lestappen allegations

user78 so we can all collectively agree we all cried when charles crossed the line??

y/nusername so incredibly proud of you my sweet boy i love you so so much

user728 i can't im so emotional rn

username y/n's comment omg im sobbingg

f1fan never ever getting over this

f1updates highlight of my year actually

user266 his smile 🦋🦋

*y/nusername has just uploaded a new video*

》 oh my queen

》 her vlogs are acc my comfort

》 stopp the clip of charles playing piano to her im sobbing

》 her reaction to charles' win is everything

》 her voice is so soothing

》 i got the notification and screamed

y/nusername a quick stop in paris 🥐🇫🇷

liked by charlesleclerc, landonorris, pierregasly and 1,819,729 others.

pierregasly are u happy to be in paris

y/nusername oui

user845 "a quick stop in paris" oh girl u rich rich

username ugh to be leo leclerc like that dog has a better life than me and it's sad honestly

f1fan awww the cutest family

landonorris where was my invite :,(

f1lover whenever y/n posts ik it's going to be good

user78 i don't think i'd be okay if they ever broke up

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texts between charles and y/n

was this whole relationship just a joke to you y/n

did i ever even mean anything to you y/n

fuck of course you did baby i love u charles

you love me?!?! y/n

yes yk i do charles

we have been together 6 YEARS 6 YEARS CHARLES y/n

if you are not ready now, you are never going to be y/n

thats not true charles

yes it is charles y/n

if u don't want to marry me after 6 years of being in love with me you never want to it's as simple as y/n

i'm sorry but i just can't be with someone who doesn't want the same things y/n

charlesleclerc summer

liked by landonorris, maxverstappen, danielriccardio and 7,192,111 others.

landonorris ☀️

user828 i'm speechless

username11 looks like charles got leo

f1fan i miss them

user718 this breakup just can't be real

f1lover he's already replaced y/n with lando 😭

username_55 unless i see a statement or them dating other people i'm just going to try to convince myself it's rumours

anon delulu is the solulu

y/nusername i've never been happier :)

liked by charlesleclerc, carmenmundt, kikagomez and 5,299,551 others.

username_67 👀

user28 this is so petty of her and i love it

f1fan help not charles in the likes

f1_wag i refuse to believe they broke up....yes i'm that delulu

user727 that post breakup glow 😍

f1lover oh charles defo regrets losing her like omggg how can someone be this gorgeous

charlie_7 these pics are so aesthetic i could cry

user51 ik everyone only cares about the drama but GUYS Y/N IS SERVING CUNT

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texts between charles and y/n

please y/n charles

please charles

i can't take it anymore charles

i regret everything i said and i wish i had never even said it i wish i could take it all back charles

fuck i love u sm charles

i don't deserve you one bit charles

yeah you don't y/n

leave me alone charles y/n

we're done y/n

move on y/n

but i can't

*this user has blocked you*

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judebellingham

liked by y/nusername, football728, realmadridfc and 7,929,728 others.

user828 he fine asfff

f1fan guys y/n is in the likes....

username728 what a player 🤍

user_27 great game today jude keep it up!!

f1lover waittt are y/n and jude like dating

user25 omgg stop she just liked his post get over it weirdo

anon charles is better

username_12 great game, but y/n y/ln come on man

y/nusername finally found someone who treats me right 🤭🫶

liked by judebellingham, oscarpiastri , maxverstappen and 4,729,519 others.

user727 BRO WHAT

username i just opened instagram-

f1fan im shooketh

oscarpiastri glad you're happy ❤️

y/nusername thanks x user828 I KNEW IT I KNEW OSCAR WAS TEAM Y/N

user999 oh charles

f1lover f1 wag to football wag is crazy like girl what crystals are u using?????

user_27 ik this was probably supposed to be a soft launch....but girl you just broke the internet

username616 ik y/n is giggling just reading all these comments

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texts between lando and charles

did you see y/n's post? lando

yup charles

are you okay? lando

ha i mean no not at all charles

like its only been like 5 months and i have told her that i want her and i love her and now she's with him charles

sry mate but jude is actually sound lando

shit ik he is that's what makes this worse charles

maybe he is better than me charles

oh charles mate don't be thinking like that lando

lando she's never going to take me back charles

you don't know that lando

she blocked me charles

oh lando

like how am i supposed to sort everything with her charles

maybe you still can lando

how....wdym? charles

write her a song lando

......are u being fr charles

well yes i was but forget it just trying to help lando

no no wait you might actually be right charles

ha your welcome lando

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vogue model y/n y/ln confirms relationship with footballer jude bellingham

liked by f1fan7282, kikagomez, georgerussell and 5,910,011 others.

user9292 ik we all knew BUT WHAT

f1fan charles is probably dying rn

user0 imagine fumbling the y/n y/ln

user0101 jude is one lucky guy

username78 she's still the IT girl in my eyes idc what ya'll say

f1lover girl it's only been a couple of monthssss like chilll

user627 ugh if only i was a rich model living in monaco

y/nlover wait this is acc so iconic

charlesleclerc my first single "i love you i'm sorry" from my debut album comes out tomorrow at 12pm est. i have put alot of work into this and i hope you guys enjoy it just as much as i enjoyed making it. music has always been an escape for me and a way for me to express my feelings so i felt that it was right to put this album out. love you all ❤️

liked by landonorris, lewishamilton, oscarpiastri and 10,729,819 others.

user879 this is actual insanityyyy like sir wdymmm

f1fan oh he's hurtttt

user929 okay okay ik we all know its about y/n but can we talk about how that is literally SIR LEWIS HAMILTON IN THE SECOND PIC TF?!

f1lover i feel like im living through a moment of history rn

lewishamilton love u brother had the best time working on this with you 🙌

16_charlie what can't u do???

user000 my divorced parents

anon screw y/n what a bitch

landonorris your welcome everyone (i encouraged him to write this album)

user727 ha this is why we love u lando !! username22 omgg no wayyy f1fan pls this is so on brand for him

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[moviestarmartini]

hey lil mama - jude bellingham x reader

el tiempo puede pasar / te perseguirá mi nombre / yo siempre seré tu hombre.

summary: fwb!jude calls you up in the middle of the night, insistent he needs to come over.

wc: 2.1k

warnings: lowk an undefined situationship, nsfw (18+), soft dom!jude, praise, a tiny bit of degradation, p in v, unprotected sex (DON'T!!!!), creampie, two very needy idiots, lowk a happy ending.

A/N: took this lil blurb from my lovely @judesecret (thank u sm prettyy !!) and turned it into this train wreck of neediness hehehe enjoy y'all

now playing... hey lil mama by eladio carrión, rauw alejandro

“Hello?” 

Your phone had almost fallen off your nightstand with the incessant buzzing. You ignored for a certain time, as you did with your first alarms. You only rolled around and reached out to answer it when the idea of someone calling you for an emergency appeared in your mind, deciding to not take any chances.

“Baby…” You perked up at Jude’s breathy; whiny, even. You could notice he was agitated just from the way his exhales saturated the microphone. 

“Jude? Is something wrong?” You asked with a yawn following close after. Your voice showed disinterest, but you were surprised to hear from him; you hadn’t done so in a while. At least not directly, his name, voice, presence… the ghost of him followed you everywhere. The silence seemed to lull you back to sleep, his labored breathing miles away in your hazy mind. 

“I just need you, darling.” He finally breathed out. “So bad.” It wasn't usual to hear Jude in such a desperate state. If you weren’t half asleep, you would’ve jumped eagerly onto teasing him, enjoying the way his cocky attitude was knocked down a peg.  

“Jude it’s…” You parted your phone away from your ear, the screen lighting up. Your eyes squinted to get used to the sudden stream of light, making out the numbers to be “Four AM. But we can FaceTime, alright?” You stirred a little, but the will to make yourself look presentable was lacking. 

“No.” He quickly stood his ground, and you could hear movement on the other line. “I’ll be there in ten minutes. I know where the emergency key is hidden.” 

Then he hung up.

You stared at the screen in disbelief, believing firmly he was probably messing with you. Starting with the troubles and tribulations of your relationships, once built upon pure infatuation, now just consisting of jealousy and sex. He also had training in the wee hours of the morning, the risk too great to be taken. 

Unbeknownst to you, he’d woken up from a wet dream, blushing like a prepubescent boy. The desire for your body watered his mouth as he rushed to pack a duffel bag with his clothes for training in less than a few hours. With a shrug, your arm outstretched to place the phone back on the nightstand and chase back the few minutes of sleep that were slipping through your fingers. 

But at exactly four-thirty AM, you could hear a key jingling and twisting around the lock in the peculiar way that the doorknob to your place required in order to unlock successfully. You only raised your head at the noise, the door closing was followed by a thud and featherlight steps.

“I thought you were bluffing.” You tutted at the figure standing by your doorframe, Jude slowly making himself welcome in the room. Without saying much, he kicked off his shoes and removed his jacket before sneaking under the duvet with you. You’d always found it funny, that such a tall, muscular man like him laid in between flowery bed sheets, frilled pink duvet, and stuffed animals. 

“Never.” He finally responded, a strong arm wrapped around you as he cuddled up from behind, his lips planting a kiss on your shoulder. You snuggled back against him, goosebumps blossoming with the way he toyed with the hem of the large tee. 

It was his shirt. 

“Not when I knew you were laying like this in bed.” He hid his face in the crook of your neck. Feeling your heart thumping against your chest, the deafening sound filling up your ears. “I know you wear those skimpy panties because you think no one will see them. Do you know how much I torture myself with that information?” His voice was low, and raspy because of the slumber he must have awoken from at some point before the call. 

“You live in my mind rent-free, princess.” He pressed a kiss on the back of your neck, his hand inviting itself under the top. “I missed you so much.” His fingers traveled your torso painfully slow, the same way he displayed kisses down the length of your neck. 

You didn’t reply for what seemed an eternity. You thought about it profusely; you could be snappy, ask why the sudden urge when he hadn’t been giving you the time of day for almost two months now. But you didn’t have the energy to argue, instead finding comfort in the way he caressed you. 

“You should’ve called earlier.” You breathed out, ignoring the way your skin prickled, and only nestled further in his arms with the pretense of getting comfortable. The groan that left his lips echoed in the cold air. 

It was quick, the way he swiftly shifted his weight and placed you under him. Startled, your chest heaved against him, lips parted in surprise. 

“Because you’re always available for me, right?” Jude cooed, his hand gently reaching and squeezing your cheeks, before stroking your cheekbone. You felt small under his gaze, identifying a certain mocking tone in his voice. “My sweet girl…” His knees pried your legs open as his torso found its place between them, finally closing the gap between your lips. “I knew he couldn’t please you like I do.” 

Your eyes widened significantly, eliciting a small laugh out of him. He’d found himself enjoying the taunting, letting his hand caress your left thigh. It was enough distraction on the painful hard-on he’d had for around half an hour now. “You think I don’t keep tabs on you, lil mama?” He reached to flick on your bedside lamp. It became a habit; your expressions only tipped him over the edge further and motivated him to do the most to make you cum. Under the warm light, Jude noticed you were still visibly tired, but you were as gorgeous as any other day you applied makeup and had your hair done. 

Leaning closer, his lips brushed yours, and he’d even pulled back when you tried to close the gap. He wanted to get you riled up, the same way you’d make him feel when his sources told him you were attempting something with some random guy. The way you huffed, hands reaching to pull him in, made Jude know it wasn’t going to take long to reach his first checkpoint of the night. 

“Jude…” You complained, all those weeks away from him had started to weigh in. “I was jealous, okay? He could never make me feel like you do.” It was the little things; things Jude learned with time, with touch and experimenting. The hours you’d spent locked in a bedroom with one another had him learning the tips and tricks that ruined everyone else for you. 

The desperation made his chest swell, your admission dissipated any of the pent-up jealousy, the need taking over every inch of his soul as his lips crashed into yours. An involuntary moan left your mouth, mixing with the heavy breaths, getting lost in the frenzied sync your lips took. You wrapped your arms around his neck, drawing him closer. 

Goosebumps formed at the trail his hand left down your leg, hand edging dangerously close to your warm core. You shivered under him at the ghost of his fingers over the thin layer of cloth, fingertips grazing the damp area lightly. You tried leaning in closer to the touch, trying to get some— if any— tangible pleasure. But Jude just smirked between sloppy kisses. 

In a swift movement, he tugged the light fabric aside, with such strength you could hear some seams breaking. “Damn, lil mama,” Jude breathed out, his index finger collecting a good amount of slick. He placed it in his mouth, humming at the taste. You were still wondering if this was a dream, if you were actually asleep and would wake up with your alarm in a few minutes. 

“You still get dripping wet from just kissing me.” It sounded more like praise than mockery, and you could tell he was proud… of himself. It riled you up, enough to lower your hand and cup his bulge with a smirk. “I could say the same.”

There was that defiance once more, but Jude seemed to be having none of that as he took your lips, hostage, in his again. You almost yelped, but once his hand slid downwards, you helped in undoing his pants. The same sentiment of need had spread over to you, tugging down your panties, both struggling to keep your lips in touch. 

The desire was suffocating, Jude was unable to keep his hands off your body, pulling the shirt upwards but with no intention of removing it fully, too desperate to go through the whole process of getting bare and turned on by the fact you were wearing his memorabilia. 

“C’mon mama, help me out here,” He panted, lining himself to your entrance. You wrapped your legs around his hips to give him a better angle, almost melting into the mattress with each inch that filled you up to the brim. “Look at me,” Jude complained, his voice coarse as he pushed you back against the bed, knowing you were inevitably going to hide your face in the crook of his neck once he moved his hips. 

Jude watched intently the way your face contorted with every slow thrust he gave you; the parted lips, eyes struggling to stay focused on him, brows slightly furrowed. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” Jude praised with his whole chest, cupping your cheeks with one hand and giving you yet another ferocious kiss. 

Your moans found their place at the back of your throat, practically choking you as he slammed into you, tongues intertwining. It was bizarre; the groans and the peculiar sound of skin clashing mixed with the soft tweet of birds outside as the sunrays overshadowed the hard work the nightstand lamp was doing by lighting up the whole room. The world seemed to move around you, but time stood still every time he hit that particular spot, the one that made your toes curl and your eyes roll back. 

“You’re mine, you hear me?” Jude managed to groan in your ear, your flustered face hidden in the crook of his neck. “I’ll always be your man.” The hand resting on your hip tightened its grip, and the way you arched your back to respond to the touch only sent him more shivers down his spine. 

“Jude,” You whined and moaned, almost like a plea. He only could smile gently and caress you, just before manhandling you into laying on your stomach, pulling your hips back to give him that perfect angle. 

“That’s it— ohh, you fucking slut, arch your back,” He muttered, admiring his last name and number 5 on the tee before slamming back inside you. He subsequently took off his shirt so nothing could obstruct the recoil of your ass every time his lower abdomen came in contact with it. 

“I-I’m gonna cum, baby,” You whined against the pillow, his hands digging into the doughy skin of your hips as he fucked you right into the mattress with enough force to make the bed creak even louder than it did before. 

“You’ve been amazing for me, do it,” And as if his praise wasn’t approval enough, he leaned down, his hand across your abdomen and downwards to press two fingers against your throbbing clit, drawing circles around the numb. 

That was it. The thing he knew how to do best: send you shivering and chanting his name for your neighbors to hear. He found it perfect also, as you squeezed his cock deliciously, making the rhythm of his hips sputter before he filled your pussy up to the brim. 

Jude collapsed on top of you, feeling a big amount of melatonin rush back into his system. “I missed you too.” You muttered from under him, replying to what he said seemingly hours ago. 

“Hm, yeah?” He rolled off to your side, pulling his sweats up before drawing you to his chest straight away. “We must do this more often, then.” He peered over your shoulder to check the time, turning off the lamp once again. “Great. We’ve got one hour left.” 

“You’re not leaving?” You tilted your head up. He never lacked in the aftercare department, but left as soon as it was prudent. 

“Nu-uh.” Jude yawned, his grip around you tightening. “Let’s snuggle up. And have a lunch date later.” He pressed a kiss against your forehead, brushing the lightly sweaty strands back.  

You nodded, an arm across his chest. Now the rhythmic sound of his heartbeat combined with his hand massaging your scalp lulled you to sleep, not the tears you’d spilled because of him. 

You were so glad you picked up the phone. 

[judespoets]

i just wanna be a part of your family | jude bellingham

pairing: jude bellingham x fem!reader

category: fluff

warnings: mentions of family issues

summary: you didn’t have the privilege to grow up with a big and loving family, so you find comfort with the bellinghams

growing up, you never had the privilege of having a big or happy family, it was something you didn’t know.

celebrating things together like christmas? you never did that. and it was never a problem, because you didn’t know it existed like that.

the tragedy of losing your mom through cancer when you were very young was what changed the whole family - your grandparents didn’t call your dad anymore, your dad didn’t call your grandparents anymore; places you loved to visit because it reminded you of your mom, where the places your dad didn’t want to visit because it also reminded him of your mom.

turning 18 was scary, it felt like you were free. but free from what? you were never unloved, you knew that. but you never got to experience the kind of love and happiness that comes from spending time with your family.

although that changed drastically when you met jube, you felt loved like you never did before. jude and his family knew about your situation so he wanted you to meet them as soon as possible. and the day you did meet them, was maybe even the best day of your life. the moment you walked through the front door of the bellingham household, you felt a kind of feeling you didn’t know how to describe, you didn’t know this feeling yet.

“it smells so nice in here, it’s really cozy, jude.” you said softly, turning around in the big foyer with big eyes.

“do you like it?” jude asked you softly, putting an arm around your shoulder.

“i- yeah, it feels nice.” you answered, still too overwhelmed with all the emotions inside of you.

you heard so many different sounds; clattering of plates, running water, burning wood from the fire place, light music from the living room. and voices, three different voices in one house. you couldn’t believe your own ears.

“come on, love. let’s say hi, yeah?” jude interrupted your thoughts as he slowly guided you to the kitchen.

in the kitchen you walked into assumed to be jube’s mum, denise, you’ve obviously heard about her, jude told you about his family all the time.

“mum, that’s (y/n).” you heard jude say from beside you, his arm still wrapped around your shoulder, giving you a feeling of safety.

“oh! (y/n), darling, it’s so so nice to meet you, sweetheart.” denise said, coming towards you and wrapping her arms around you tightly, making jude let go of you.

it took you a few seconds to comprehend but you hugged her back tightly, maybe tighter that you needed to.

“it’s really nice to meet you, mrs. bellingham.” you answered quietly, not trusting your voice entirely.

“please, call me denise, sweetie.” she interrupted you, letting you go again to return to the stove which had something boiling on it.

“dinner is almost ready, you two can go and greet the boys and call them to the table, please.” denise called out from behind the counter to which you nodded your head, looking up to meet your favorite pair of eyes.

“come on, baby.” you heard from jude.

walking into the living room of the cozy house you were in, you saw two figures sitting in the couch, a football game on the tv.

“guys, hey, meet (y/n), please. love, this is jobe and my dad.” jude interrupted the silence, introducing you to the two strangers in front of you, their heads snapping in the direction of his voice, immediately getting up.

“(y/n)! it’s amazing to finally put on a face to the girl we’ve heard so much about!” jude’s dad said, giving you a hug, similar to denise.

“i’m mark.” you heard him speak up again.

“dad, let me meet her too!” a voice spoke up from behind mark’s back, turning out to be jobe.

“hi, (y/n), glad to meet you. i’ve been waiting for someone i can make fun of jude with.” he said chuckling, wrapping you in a hug immediately.

“it’s so nice to meet you both.” you answered, it was the only thing you could say at this moment, you probably just received the most hugs from a family than you ever did.

“come on, let’s eat.” denise’s voice erupted from the dining room, placing the last tray of food on the big table in the middle of the big room.

as you all ate the cooked food, you found yourself in plenty of conversations, jokes and laughter, feeling the occasional hand of your boyfriend grazing your thigh to let you know he’s there.

further into the night, after some amazing dessert and a few games, you decided to head home again.

“i don’t want to keep you up too long, i think i’m going to go now, it’s getting really late.” you spoke up, getting up from your sitting position on the table. but as you did that, you looked into a round full of confused eyes.

“i thought you were staying the night, sweetie.” denise said, getting up to stand next to you, placing a hand on your shoulder. “i gave jude some extra bedding, you can stay, you’re always welcome here, my love.”

“yeah, we can grab breakfast together tomorrow.” jobe said, his eyes following his older brother who also stood up now.

“i really don’t want to cause any trouble, you’ve already did so much today.” you said quietly, probably almost inaudible, preventing your voice from cracking.

“oh nonsense, (y/n), you’re part of the family, you can stay whenever you want, as long as you want.” mark interrupted your little discussion.

and that was the cracking point for you. you couldn’t prevent the tears from falling, erupting into sobs when you felt the familiar pair of arms wrap around you, soothing you.

“don’t cry, baby. it’s okay, you’ve got us now, we’re not going anywhere.” jude whispered into your ear, only for you to hear.

and just as you thought you completely embarrassed yourself in front of your boyfriend’s family, you felt arm after arm wrap around you, squeezing you so tightly you almost couldn’t breathe.

that was the moment you knew, that was the moment you found your family, the family you never had, the only family you ever wanted to be a part of.

[leviscolwill]

lovelorn and nobody knows ★

pairing: jude bellingham x mclaren driver!reader [face claim: amna al qubaisi]

in which: jude wants to be the most supportive boyfriend, even if it means ruining your soft launch

note: for plot reasons, let's pretend mp motorsports is mclaren. hope my f1 reader! enthusiasts like this one 🩷

now playing slut! by taylor swift...

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judebellingham yeehaw 🤠

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yn.isracing whore. [this comment has been deleted by yn.isracing]

yn.isracing save a horse ride a uhhhh [this comment has been deleted by yn.isracing]

camavinga texas boy with a british accent, i've truly seen it all 💀

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yn.isracing in my cowgirl era

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user91 NOOOO MY GIRLFRIEND HAS A BOYFRIEND IT'S SO OVER 😭😭

your.bsf whatever he's doing i can do better i swear

yn.isracing i can name a couple things idk

your.bsf i don't think i wanna know...

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yn.isracing city of love <3

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your.bsf that should be me 💔💔💔

judebellingham 😝😝😝 [this comment has been deleted by yn.isracing]

judebellingham croissant bag

yn.isracing yummy!

judebellingham j'aime les pieds 😍 [i like feet]

judebellingham my french professors told me it means pretty girl in french btw 🤭

camavinga 🤣🤣🤣

aurelientchm 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

jobebellingham who are u holding 🤨

yn.isracing some stray dog i found

jobebellingham so nice of you 🥰

judebellingham FUCK OFF ??? [this comment has been deleted by yn.isracing]

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judebellingham some wannabe z lister (not me but you know)

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📌 judebellingham she's responsible for this caption btw

user22 jude soft launching his gf + her turning him into a swiftie was NOT on my 2023 bingo

user16 thank u for the roses bae xx

user77 me when i'm deluded

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yn.isracing i'll be home for quismois 🎅

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your.bsf finally i get my girl back damn

yn.isracing i never left u 🤸🏻‍♀️

your.bsf you did, for a m*n 😁

user44 i just wanna see my baby standing right outside my door 😫😫

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jude5updates jude was seen at winter wonderland with friends yesterday during christmas break

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user62 he was so sweet !! and the girl he was with was super pretty 👩🏻‍🦯

user11 that was me

user90 the dots are connecting...

user07 girl bffr, they could be just friends 🙄

user19 that's a lot of coincidences miss yn.isracing 🤨🤨

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yn.isracing bitch don't tell me that you model if you ain't been in harper's bazaar or sum like that

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landonorris 😍😍

judebellingham back off shorty [this comment has been deleted by yn.isracing]

judebellingham whoa

judebellingham drive me around pls

judebellingham doggy, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, upside down, inside out, one leg up, two legs up, in public, on a spaceship, in the garden, on the grass, in a car, in a box, on a table, against a wall [this comment has been deleted by yn.isracing]

yn.isracing bitch wtf

judebellingham

why do u keep deleting my comments :(

i just wanna love on my girl 😓

yn.isracing

because u lost your whole mind

you truly have no shame 💀

judebellingham

but you keep deleting my funny comments

ppl are gonna think i have no game

yn.isracing

well...

they wouldn't be wrong !

judebellingham

you know damn well...

how did i bag u then ?? uh !!?!;!?#;#(

yn.isracing

charity work from my end xx

judebellingham

i hate you

yn.isracing

no you don't

judebellingham

no i don't

i feel like i'm being reasonable tbh

i could bark in your comments

do you want me to bark in your comments ?

yn.isracing

NO ?????

maybe i do idk

judebellingham

furry 😧

but seriously tho

i don't like being a secret

i just wanna show off my gf idk

yn.isracing

:(

we agreed to keep it on the low for now

judebellingham

but i'm starting to regret it

it's so hard not to insult your teammate ❤️

yn.isracing

HE'S JUST BEING NICE

judebellingham

nooo he can fuck off

only i get to be nice to you

others have to bully you

i want to renegotiate our contract

yn.isracing

girl what contract are u talking abt

judebellingham

we don't have to post everything abt us

i just wanna show my appreciation properly

but still stay private

everyone knows anyways

pleaseeee 🥺🥺🥺

yn.isracing

wtf delete

the emojis i'm 🤢

i guess... maybe...

judebellingham

?????

yn.isracing

we can compromise...

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judebellingham passenger princess (me)

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📌 judebellingham she forced me to use this caption

jobebellingham stop lying now

yn.isracing oh i love you so very much

yn.isracing MY PERFECT BOYFRIEND WHO DOESN'T NEED A DRIVER'S LICENSE

yungfilly pretty girlfriend + personal driver is CRAZY

yn.isracing he's not paying me for the extra hours 😪

judebellingham i'm paying you in kisses, jokes and other tomfooleries 🙄

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yn.isracing that's a wrap for my rookie year in f1 + first win woooo. thank you of the support, see you next year 🤪

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mclaren here's to many more years and wins together ;)

judebellingham so so so so proud of you

judebellingham you're so good at everything it's so sexy of you whoa

jobebellingham have some shame

gioreyna down bad

judebellingham noooo she stole my phone wtf hahaha i never commented that lol

[judes-hoe]

Worshipping ~ JB5

Parrings ~ Jude Bellingham x reader

Summary ~ his body, abs, arms, his muscles. You need to worship his body.

Warnings ~ worshipping male body, hand job, slightly sub Jude🤭!

A/N ~ @obsessedwithjude (here that fic about his abs and stuff yk🤭🤭)

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You were absolutely obsessed with Jude’s body; and the pictures going around aren’t helping. Jude knew that you loved his body, he even caught you drooling at a picture of him once or twice or more.

Jude walked out the bathroom with boxers on, he was gently drying his hair with his towel. You just watched from the bed as you wait for him to join you so you can cuddle and go to sleep.

You watch the water droplets run down his body and you couldn’t help but stare. You couldn’t take it anymore. When Jude lays down next to you, that’s when you roll to your side and start kissing his neck. “Bab- baby…what are you doing.” He asked a little surprised. “Let me worship your body, you deserve it. Please.” You said as you press kisses to his neck.

Jude just lets out a soft whine and nods. You smirk and start to kiss down to his chest peppering kisses everywhere along his chest. “Love this body, it’s like you were made by a god.” You mumbled. “All mine too.”

As you pepper kisses to his chest, you bring your hand to trace his abs. You smirk when you look down and see his cock start to grow and harden. “Someone is enjoying this.” You look at him. He just nods and whines.

You move down more and start to kiss his abs. “Gotta love on these too, so perfect.” You kissed his abs, before licking down the middle to his happy trail. Then lick the edge of his boxers. “I’ll touch you soon baby.” You said rubbing over his boxers. He just whined and whimpered.

You then move to his arms, you see his veins popping out and lick up his forearm to his biceps. You smirk and give his bicep a small bite. He whimpers softly, “baby please.”

You smirk and move to kiss his neck again, you bring your hand down and shimmer his boxers down enough for his cock to spring free. “My needy boy huh?” You tease. “Please baby please just need you.” He whines and bucks his hips.

You continue to kiss his neck, wrapping your hand around his cock and start to stroke him. Taking your thumb to his tip and spreading his pre cum. “God- god yes baby, faster.” He moans bucking his hips into your hand. You just kiss his neck while watching you stroke his cock. You speed you hand up to go fast and even squeeze a little making him whimper.

“Baby, I’m gonna cum, let me cum please.” He whispers. “Been so good for me, cum for me.” You tell him. He lets out some lewd moans and whimpers before bucking his hips and cuming all over his stomach. “Thank you…thank you.” He breathes heavy.

“Gotta clean your mess.” You said going back down and licking up his mess. “So good.” You said and come back up kissing his lips. You tuck him back into his boxers. “I love you.” You said as you laid your head on his chests. “I love you too, so much.” He said breathing heavy still.

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[dorabellingham]

Number 5

warning: none

characters: jude x fem!reader

summary: when you both play for Real Madrid and you accidentally end up in the wrong locker room

request: yess!

may contain spelling and translation errors!

Real Madrid Training Center — Spain

You were known for being as talented as you were discreet. Among the stars of world football, you had earned your place not only because of your surname, but because of your own merits. Small in stature, but gigantic on the field, you shone with your ball control and tactical intelligence, surprising everyone with every match. You trained hard, overcoming barriers and prejudices, especially for being a woman playing in a football league.

It was a late afternoon like any other, with the sun already setting on the horizon and tinting the sky a soft orange. Training had been intense, and you were eager to take a shower and relax a little. Still, your mind couldn't help but think about him. Jude Bellingham. The player you shared the team with, the same number on jersey — and, in a way, the same dreams. Although you had never openly spoken about your feelings for each other, the atmosphere between you had always been charged with something more.

Jude was charismatic, talented and, to you, dangerously attractive. You could feel his gaze on you at the most unexpected moments, like when you dribbled past an opponent or when you celebrated a goal. There was a bond there, a silent connection that you tried, without much success, to ignore. The problem was that this closeness was always on the verge of exploding into something more, something that both of you seemed hesitant to allow.

The training session that day had been particularly intense, and the feeling of adrenaline was still running through your veins when the final whistle blew. Tired, but with your head full of thoughts, you walked to the locker rooms, lost in your own thoughts about the game and, of course, about Jude.

That's when it happened.

Still a little distracted, you entered the wrong locker room. You didn't realize it right away, because you were familiar with the space, since the structure of the stadium was practically identical in both locker rooms. Your eyes scanned the room as you headed to the lockers, getting ready to take off your boots. Everything seemed normal... until your eyes caught a movement in the corner.

And there he was.

Shirtless, his bare back turned to the door as he took off the rest of his uniform. His tanned skin glistened with a thin layer of sweat that hadn't yet dried, and the muscles in his back moved perfectly with every movement he made. The sound of his boots hitting the floor echoed through the empty room, breaking the uncomfortable silence. You froze. Your heart, which was already racing from training, began to beat even faster, this time for a completely different reason.

You knew you should say something, that you should make some noise so he would notice you, or even that you should get out of there as quickly as possible. But you just couldn't. It was as if time had stopped, and your feet were stuck to the ground. A part of you wanted to look away, but another... you couldn't. You had never seen him like this before. So vulnerable, so natural. Jude, usually confident and full of energy, seemed almost... calm. And that mesmerized you.

You tried to take a deep breath, but it was at that exact moment that he turned around. For a split second, the shock of being caught by you seemed to take over his eyes, but then, when he realized who was there, Bellingham smiled. Not a nervous or embarrassed smile, but one of those charming and almost challenging smiles he used to give you when he wanted to play with you.

—Y/n? —His deep voice sounded through the empty locker room, and the way he called you made your body shiver. —Did you go into the wrong locker room?

You finally found your voice, although it was still a little shaky.

—I... I think so. Sorry.

You felt your cheeks heat up, trying to look away, but your eyes insisted on returning to him.

Jude quickly grabbed a towel, throwing it over his shoulders, but still without putting on his shirt, clearly not as bothered as you were.

—No need to apologize. —He replied, still smiling in that provocative way. —But it's funny... I always knew you wanted to see me, but I didn't expect it to be like this.

Your eyes widened at the blatant joke.

—You’re an idiot!

You said, trying to sound angry, but unable to hide the nervous smile that formed on your lips.

He took a step towards you, slowly, as if measuring the impact of each movement. You tried to back away, but the closet was right behind you, preventing any attempt to escape. Jude, still unhurried, stopped a few inches away from your small body compared to his. The heat radiating from his body seemed to invade yours, and for a moment, you were sure he could hear your heart beating.

—What's wrong, Y/n? Are you going to run away now? —He teased, lowering his head a little to meet your eyes. —We're always so direct on the field... I thought it was like that off it too.

You swallowed hard, unable to take your eyes off his smile.

—I'm not running away. I just... I didn't expect to see you like this.

—Like what?

Jude arched an eyebrow, his smile widening even more.

You felt the words escape your mind completely. There was no simple answer. Because, in fact, seeing him like this —without defenses, without the barrier of the uniform and the player's posture— was something new. He seemed even closer, more real, and this closeness disoriented you.

—Like this... without your barriers.

You finally managed to say, your voice coming out low, but full of sincerity.

For a moment, his smile wavered. He watched you closely, as if trying to understand the depth of the words you had just said. And then, to your surprise, he took another step forward, completely invading your space.

—I never had any barriers with you. — Jude murmured, now very close. Close enough for you to feel the warmth of his breath. —Since day one.

The world around you seemed to disappear. It was as if, at that moment, nothing else mattered but the two of you. You found yourself trapped between the locker and the young player, and as much as part of your mind screamed to get out of there, your body wouldn’t obey. Something bigger kept you in place, something that had been stuck between you for too long.

—Jude…

You began, but you weren’t sure what you wanted to say. You couldn’t form a clear line of reasoning with him so close.

He, on the other hand, seemed to know exactly what he wanted. Without breaking eye contact, Bellingham raised his hand and lightly touched your face, his fingers running along the line of your jaw to your chin. The touch was soft, but at the same time, electrifying.

—I thought you knew... —He said softly, leaning in even closer. —It’s always been you.

Your heart felt like it was going to explode. There was something about Jude that had always attracted you, something that went beyond the physical, beyond the talent. He had an intensity, a passion, and now, with him so close, you felt like you couldn’t run away from it anymore. You closed your eyes for a brief second, trying to process everything that was happening, but then… You gave in. With a quick movement, as if your body had finally decided to act on its own, you leaned forward and kissed him. The touch of your lips was like an explosion, and everything that had been bottled up between you for months, maybe years, came to the surface all at once. The kiss was deep, full of desire and, above all, of the connection that you both tried to hide for so long. He responded with the same intensity, his hands wrapping around your waist and pulling you closer. You felt his body, strong and warm, pressed against yours, and you knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that this was where you wanted to be. There was no denying it anymore.

When you finally separated, both of you panting, you looked at him, your eyes still wide with the intensity of the moment. Jude smiled, this time softer, but still with that mischievous glint.

—That explains why you went into the wrong locker room.

He said, teasing you once more.

You laughed, still breathless.

—Maybe I did it on purpose.

And there, between laughs and sighs, you knew that, after that day, nothing would ever be the same again.

[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!

maxverstappen1 replied to your story!

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?

[lewisvinga]

sneaky link | jude bellingham x sainz! reader

summary; y/n knew it wasn’t the best idea to sneak jude in while her family was out at dinner. but she couldn’t help but risk it despite her overprotective brother

warnings; cursing

word count; 956

taglist; @namgification @louvrepool @locelscs @thehufflepuffavenger1 @minseok-smaus @goldenmclaren @ollieshifts @lavisenri @graciewrote @xoscar03 @c-losur3 @fall-bambi

note; before you all ask no i’m not okay w the kroos news

masterlist !

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“Oh shit,” Y/n mumbled as she heard multiple cars pull up into her driveway. She quickly gets up from Jude’s lap and looks out her bedroom window. She mentally curses when she sees the cars of her parents, brother, and sister in the driveway.

“What happened?” He asked curiously, lifting his head from her pillow.

She picked up his white t-shirt and zip-up hoodie from her makeup chair and chucked it at him. “My family came back earlier than expected. Hurry! Put your clothes back on!”

A laugh escaped from his lips as he sat up on her bed. He sets his phone down and catches his clothes. “You weren’t complainin’ 5 minutes ago when you were on my lap and-“

“Yes you’re very hot and as much as I appreciate you shirtless,” Y/n huffed, watching her brother shut the door to his Ferrari. “My brother wouldn’t.”

“I swear he’ll like me.”

“Just because you play for Real Madrid doesn’t guarantee that Carlos won’t go all crazy big brother on you.”

“Yeah but-“

“Y/n!” Her mother’s voice called out for her from the bottom of the stairs. “We came early and brought back dessert. Come down to the backyard!”

Y/n and Jude shared the same wide-eyed look. Whenever he visited especially late at night, the backyard patio was where he usually snuck out since there were cameras in the front door. With her whole family outside, it would be more difficult to get him out.

She hears the back door open and close, meaning they’re all outside. “You can get out from the side-“ She turned back to face her boyfriend and noticed he was still shirtless. “Stop distracting me!”

Jude couldn’t hold back his laugh from her panicked face. She glared at him as he wiped the tears from his eyes, taking deep breaths to try to stop laughing. “Okay, okay, fine! I’m sorry.” He said in between laughs, putting on his white shirt.

“I don’t know why you’re so worried though. I’ve met your mom already.”

Y/n sighed and grabbed her ugg slippers. “My mom. You’ve met my mom. Not my brother or dad.” She mumbled in reply. She remembered the time she brought a boy home when she was 15. Boy did her brother scare him away. Ever since then, she swore she wouldn’t bring a guy around Carlos not until she knew he was ready to see his baby sister be an adult.

“He can’t be that bad.”

She gave him a glare and he raised his hands up in defense. She grabbed his hand as she slowly opened her bedroom door. She looks down the lengthy halls before quietly and carefully dragging him towards the staircase.

“Now, keep quiet because I don’t need Carlos seeing you,” Y/n whispers to Jude who nods in response. They made it to the bottom of the staircase and were about to rush towards the side doors when a familiar voice stopped them.

“Don’t need me seeing who?”

The couple froze in their spots, both too scared to turn around. She felt her heart stop for a second when Carlos cleared his throat again. “Y/n.” His voice was stern.

She gulped and slowly turned around. She stood in front of Jude but that did little due to his height. She was met with her brother's stern gaze. His jaw was clenched, clearly unhappy at the sight of his baby sister with a boy.

Carlos knew who Jude was. Being a Madridista since birth meant he knew every player, especially one who helped them win the league. The Ferrari driver was a fan of the English player, at least he was until he saw him standing behind Y/n.

“He was just leaving-“

“Why is he here?”

“Hello, Jude, nice to meet you,” Jude said with a smile. He held his hand out but Y/n immediately slapped it down. “What? I’m trying to be nice!”

She glanced back at her brother and took a step closer to him. “Por favor, Carlos. No hagas de esto un gran problema.” [please, carlos. don’t make this a big problem] She quietly said. “Has hablado bien de él. No cambies tu opinión ahora solo porque el es mi novio [you’ve talked good things about him. don’t change your opinion now just because he’s my boyfriend]

Her eyes were wide and her eyebrows were furrowed up, showing how much she wanted her brother to be calm about her relationship. Jude was confused as he stared at the Sainz siblings. He only knew so much Spanish and certainly not to the extent of understanding all of what his girlfriend said.

Carlos lets out a deep sigh as he gently pats her arm. “Vale.” [okay] He says after thinking for a few seconds. “So what, is he your sneaky link?”

His words caused Y/n to gasp as the English player bursted into laughter once again. “Carlos! I just said he’s my boyfriend!” She exclaimed, ignoring the feeling of her face burning up as her boyfriend balanced himself on her and tried to stop laughing.

“Why’re you sneaking him out?”

“Because of you!”

Jude takes a deep breath before standing back up straight. “Yeah, sorry ‘bout sneaking behind your back. It did kinda seem like I was her sneaky link.” He said with a smile, gently poking her cheek.

Carlos gave him a glare which made the Real Madrid’s player smile fall. The Ferrari driver immediately smiled before pulling him into a side hug. “Oye, no more sneaking around with my sister. You’re an amazing player on the pitch and just because you’ve saved us many times doesn’t mean I’ll be easy on you for dating my sister.”

“Got it, no more sneaky link meet-ups.”

“Jude!”

[cosmicpearlz]

lover boy

summary: with a break after doing tons of press, jude only wants to spend his time with one person.

pairing: jude bellingham x reader

the very last shoot jude needed to do before his vacation was his new adidas ad, to promote the collection he did with the brand. being that the euros were finally completed, the boy couldn't be more happy for the upcoming vacation.

"jude, you need to get up," you whispered to him, reaching over him to turn off the alarm.

"i don't want to."

"well you kinda have to. i don't think adidas will be very happy with you," he groaned, flipping his body to lay on his side. jude opens his eyes and held his gaze on you.

"good morning darling."

"good morning m'love. seriously get up before you're late."

"i just wanna be with you. is that so bad?"

"no but in this case yes. you have a ad campaign you need to shoot," you bring your fingers to trace shapes on his arm. he closes his eyes in contentment, quickly soaking in the feeling of your touch.

"you made a commitment baby."

"fine fine, i'm getting up now," he poke's his head up to kiss your cheeks, before finally getting out of bed. "you look so cute snuggled up like that. that's a sight to make a man forget his responsibilities."

"you're such a flirt. go get ready," you couldn't help but to laugh at his dramatics.

"at least take a shower with me."

"can you handle and keep your hands to yourself?"

"i'm not sure yet," jude proceeds to bite his bottom lip, causing you to give him a blank stare.

"wrong answer. go shower, you're wasting time babe," you turn over in bed, hearing jude groan again before he left to finally get ready.

-

"okay, i'm leaving but i'll be back before you even realize i'm gone."

"be safe baby," you lean on your elbow to prop yourself up, puckering your lips for him to leave a kiss. jude gladly does so, leaving a couple pecks.

"i love you sweetheart."

"i love you the most."

"impossible, i love you wayyy more," jude whisper fell on your lips, right as he lays more kisses on your lips.

'you have to go jude."

"just one more kiss," he kisses your lips once more, then pulled away to place one on your forehead as well. you waved at jude with a smile, as he finally left the house.

-

jude wasn't late to the shoot in the end. the man was getting very irritated the more it went on. having to reshoot the scenes. he kept messing up the dialogue. maybe, its because he knew that this was his last commitment before vacation. all he knew was he wanted to be at home, with you in his arms.

"and cut! that's a wrap everyone," with the director clapping, everyone joined in. jude claps with the rest of the team, saying thank you. once he got all his thank you's out, he left immediately. itching to be home already.

-

pulling up to the house, was like a breath of fresh air. he was a free man for the next couple of weeks. jude planned a boys trip to california and miami. he was a bit bummed that you had to stay in spain for work. so he wanted spend as much time as he could with you. just as he was about to walk through the door, his phone starts ringing.

"hello?"

"hey man, the rest of the team is going out tonight before we all go on vacation. you coming?" his teammate and friend, vini jr says. jude pauses, he could either go out or stay inside with you.

"nah, i'm chilling at home today."

"okay, talk to you later."

"alright, bye," he's quick to hang up the phone and walk in your shared home. jude is greeted with the smell of food, specifically pizza.

"baby?" he calls out for you, wondering around looking for you.

"in the kitchen!"

turning the corner, he lays his eyes on you. jude watches you sitting on the counter with a piece of pizza in one hand and your phone in the other. you were wearing his shirt, it stopping on your mid thigh. a sight he quickly grew to love coming home to. you looked up from your phone, meeting his eyes.

"i got hungry but didn't want to cook."

jude chuckles at the way you talk with your mouth slightly full. one of your quirks he's always loved. he closes the short distance between the two of you, inviting himself to stand in your legs. you welcomed him by wrapping your legs loosely around his waist.

"hi."

"hi honey," jude brings a hand to your cheek, swiping his thumb on the apple of your cheek. you place the rest of the pizza in the box, giving him all of your attention.

"how'd it go?"

"don't wanna talk about that right now. just wanna be with you," jude presses his forehead against yours. the stress of the morning finally melting off.

"well, we have a couple days together, before you leave for your trip."

"which means i get you all to myself. thank the heavens."

"you're being dramatic again jude."

"don't care, all i want is you," leaning down to spread kisses in the column of your neck. you giggled and try to move away from his pillowy like kisses. "can't run from me baby, there's not an inch of you that's not gonna be kissed!"

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what's up, jude? what's up, lila? (hey there, delilah epilogue) • jude bellingham

SYNOPSIS: Real Madrid football star Jude Bellingham has had a big crush on Delilah "Lila" Hamilton, the younger sister of Formula 1 legend Lewis Hamilton, for a while. As their budding romance unfolds, will they be able to navigate the pressures of fame and family dynamics?

PAIRINGS: Jude Bellingham x Delilah "Lila" Hamilton (face claim Rayan Xasan)

WARNINGS: cursing, f1/football b.s., overly protective siblings, light smut, adult jokes (18+/minors dni)

TAGLIST: @dreamingjude @foreverisntenough @nichmeddar @lettersofgold @judesvirtual @perfecttrashface @alika-4466 @cocobutterqwueen @leilaxaliel @ispywithmylileye @vile-harlot @bellinghaalands @certifiedlesbianbaddie @yeea-nah @empressdede @saturnville @pinkcatcus @shepgurl @ffenthusiastt @serpenttines-library @judesprincess @bbgkoo @enretrogue @liamundi

A/N: This series is officially finished! Thank you for your support, comments, and appreciation for this fic. I will be doing two more one-shots for Jobe. Please keep in mind that this is set before my recent Jobe oneshot and around Chapter 3 of FBF (August 2024). You will see more of Lila and Jude in my other series, Fouled by Fate, which picks up literally the same time as this finishes. Jude and Lila are my babies, and I'm so happy you guys loved them, too!

The air in the Olympic fencing arena buzzed with anticipation. Lila sat between Snoop Dogg and Nina Dobrev, trying to focus on Miles' match while being acutely aware of the camera shutters working overtime behind them. As usual, they seemed more interested in her brother than the actual competition.

"There go the vultures," Lila muttered as another burst of flashes erupted, no doubt capturing Lewis and Amara's every move. She could already imagine tomorrow's tabloid headlines: "F1 Champion's New Love" or something equally dramatic.

"Let 'em talk," Snoop said beside her, his laid-back drawl carrying a hint of amusement. "They gonna do it anyway, might as well give 'em something to talk about."

Lila smiled, grateful for his easy-going presence. "True. Though I think they've got enough material with those two," she nodded towards Lewis and Amara, who were engrossed in conversation with Shaun White.

"Speaking of headlines," Snoop continued, "saw your Versace previews. Looking fire, baby girl."

"Thanks," Lila beamed. The campaign had been a dream come true, though she couldn't wait to show Jude the final results in September. "Just hoping I did the brand justice."

"Please," Nina chimed in from her other side. "You're killing it."

Snoop nodded in agreement, then his expression turned more serious. "Now, what about that soccer boy of yours? He treating you right?"

Lila felt warmth spread through her chest at the mention of Jude. He was back in Madrid, throwing himself into pre-season training with Real Madrid, while she was set to join him in two days. "He's perfect," she said softly. "More than perfect, actually."

"Good," Snoop said, satisfaction evident in his tone. "'Cause you know we got your back if he ain't."

A cheer erupted from the crowd as Miles scored a point. Lila jumped up, clapping enthusiastically. From the corner of her eye, she caught Amara squeezing Lewis' hand in excitement, and she couldn't help but smile. Despite her initial reservations, she had to admit - they looked good together.

As she sat back down, her phone buzzed with a message from Jude:

Miss you. Madrid's not the same without you x

Lila's smile widened as she typed back a quick reply. Two more days, and she'd be back where she belonged - in Madrid with Jude.

The crowd collectively groaned as Miles lost his chance at gold. Lila slumped back in her seat, disappointed for her bonus brother but proud he was still in contention for bronze.

As people began to shuffle out of their seats, Lila stood to hug Snoop goodbye. "Thanks for coming, Uncle Snoop."

"Anything for you, baby girl. Keep killing it out there."

Lewis approached, that easy smile of his in place. "Unc, you good for dinner tomorrow?"

"You know it," Snoop replied. "Hit me up with the details."

While Lewis got caught up chatting with what seemed like half the arena, Lila and Amara found themselves standing off to the side. Camera shutters continued their relentless clicking behind them.

"Watch this," Amara muttered, doing a spot-on impression of Lewis' media voice. "'Yeah man, just trying to support my bestie Miles, you know what I mean?'"

Lila burst into giggles. "Oh my god, that's exactly how he sounds!"

As they shared a laugh, Lila couldn't help but think how naturally Amara fit into their world. She had an ease about her that made everything feel less intense, less serious.

Finally, Lewis made his way back to them, immediately pulling Amara in for a soft kiss. The cameras went absolutely mental, the rapid-fire clicks almost deafening.

Amara pulled back with a smirk. "You're doing this on purpose now, aren't you?"

"Maybe," Lewis grinned, not looking the least bit apologetic.

"You two are ridiculous," Lila said, rolling her eyes fondly. But watching them together, she felt a surge of happiness for her brother. He deserved someone who could handle both his world and his heart with equal grace.

"Says the girl who's about to run off to Madrid to be with her footballer," Lewis teased.

"Speaking of," Amara added, "when does your flight leave?"

"Day after tomorrow," Lila replied, already counting down the hours until she'd see Jude again.

"Well then," Lewis said, wrapping an arm around each of them, "let's make the most of our time together. Dinner?"

As they made their way out of the arena, dodging photographers and well-wishers alike, Lila felt a sense of contentment wash over her. Everything was falling into place - her career, her relationship, her family. Even her brother's love life. Who would have thought?

The restaurant was one of those impossibly chic Parisian spots, all soft lighting and understated elegance. As they settled into their round table, Lila couldn't help but notice how everyone had naturally paired off - Lewis with Amara, Nina with Shaun, even Spinz had brought his girlfriend along. She felt like a sixth wheel, acutely aware of Jude's absence.

Her brother caught her pout. "Aw Peanut, what's wrong?"

"Probably misses her lil' boyfriend," Spinz commented, making Lewis roll his eyes, though without his usual bite.

"Li, you'll see him soon. You know co-dependency isn't healthy."

That made her scoff. "I'm perfectly capable of fending for myself, Lewis. I don't need Jude all the time."

Both Lewis and Amara cocked their heads to the side, clearly unconvinced.

"Okay, Peanut. We could go shopping tomorrow, okay?" Lewis offered, and Lila instantly perked up.

"For my Birkin?" she asked hopefully, grinning so wide all thirty-two teeth were on display.

"Yes…" Lewis said, taking a sip of his water. Amara nudged him playfully. "What? You want a Birkin too, baby?"

"No, Lewis," Amara shook her head with a light chuckle. "You're crazy."

Why was she in her business? Lila's eyebrows shot up at Amara's intervention. She was ready to shut this down if needed - brother's girlfriend or not.

But Amara surprised her again. "But if you want to properly get the job done, I say give her a car as well. What's going on with that?" She winked at Lila.

"Yeah, Lew, where's my new Benz?" Lila added.

The whole table erupted in laughter.

"I thought you wanted a G Wagon?" Lewis noted.

"That too. Now that you 'bout to be making Ferrari money, you can afford two cars and a Birkin," she mused.

"Don't you have money?" her brother countered. "Matter of fact, didn't your footballer sign a new contract with Louis Vuitton and Real Madrid?"

"Yes," Lila stated proudly, holding her head higher. "But I already ran his pockets. You're next, big brother." She held out her hand, beckoning for money.

"You're fuckin’ rotten," he said, shaking his head.

"You made me like this," she retorted, earning a chorus of "oohs" and "she got you there, bud" from around the table.

"Damn, if this is you with your sister, I can only imagine a baby," Amara joked.

Lewis turned to look at her, his expression softening. "The baby is going to be worse, especially if it's a girl."

The tender moment between them made Lila smile despite herself. Maybe Amara wasn't so bad after all. Still, she made a mental note to call Jude later. Paris was beautiful, but it would be even better with him here.

Jobe was feeling good, riding the high after a solid win against Cardiff City. The locker room had been buzzing with energy, and the post-match celebrations were still fresh in his mind. And now, with the next day off, he was looking forward to a chill weekend with Justine. It had been about a week into their friends-with-benefits situation, and things were going alright. They’d kept it simple—texts, memes, and a couple of calls to talk through some stuff. Both of them knew what it was, and with her teaching placement starting next month, they were trying to squeeze in as much time together as they could.

Jobe's phone buzzed just as he heard the knock on the door. He knew it was Justine before even checking the message.

Opening the door, he saw her standing there, a smile on her face, overnight bag in hand. "Come in," Jobe said, grabbing the bag from her and stepping aside to let her in.

"Thanks," she said, stepping into the flat, her eyes taking in the space.

Jobe’s place was pretty much what you’d expect from a guy his age who was constantly in and out because of training and matches. It wasn’t dirty by any means, but it had that "organized mess" vibe. The living room had a couple of plates stacked on the coffee table, a few empty water bottles scattered around, and his PlayStation controllers tangled up in their wires. A couple of framed posters of his favorite musicians were hung up, alongside signed football jerseys—one from his own club and another from Jude’s time at Dortmund. His football boots were near the door, and a pile of laundry sat on a chair near the kitchen, waiting for attention. But amidst the mess, you could tell he had his routine. His boots were always in the same spot, the dishes were stacked neatly, even if they weren’t washed, and his training gear was laid out for the next session in a tidy heap.

"Nice place," Justine commented, though her tone was playful. She set down her handbag and glanced around. "Bit of a bachelor pad vibe, though.”

Jobe chuckled, shrugging. "I like to call it 'controlled chaos.' I know where everything is." He dropped her overnight bag near the sofa and then looked over at her, catching the way she was taking it all in.

Justine kicked off her sneakers, making herself comfortable as she wandered around. "So, you’re sure you don’t need to tidy up a bit? I mean, what if your mum drops by?" she teased, her eyes landing on the pile of laundry.

Jobe smirked, running a hand through his hair. "Mum’s not coming all the way up here, trust me. And besides, you know how it is—footie, eat, sleep, repeat."

He stepped closer to her, catching her wrist and pulling her into him. "But if it bothers you, I could clean up… or we could just pretend it doesn’t exist." He grinned, his tone suggestive.

Justine laughed, rolling her eyes. "I think I’ll survive. For now."

Jobe grinned back, his eyes lingering on her a bit longer. He was enjoying how easy things felt between them. They weren’t exactly all over each other every day, but the dynamic worked. They could spend time apart, shoot a meme, and laugh over random stuff, then meet up when it made sense. It wasn’t serious, and that’s what made it feel good. With Justine’s teaching placement starting soon and his season about to kick into full gear, they both knew things would get busier. That was why this weekend together felt important. A little downtime before life got crazy again.

As he led her further into the flat, Jobe motioned to the sofa. "Make yourself at home. I’ll grab us something to drink." He headed toward the kitchen, glancing back at her as she settled in.

"Where’s Jude these days?" Justine asked, leaning back on the couch, her eyes following him.

Jobe grabbed two bottles of water from the fridge. "Madrid. He’s getting ready for the season training and all that." He tossed one bottle to her, watching as she caught it easily. “His girl, Lila, is in Paris for the Olympics. She’s been sending me pics of all the events she’s been going to, living her best life."

Justine smiled, twisting the cap off her bottle. "Lila is so cool. Must be amazing being around all those athletes."

Jobe nodded. "Yeah, she’s loving it. Said she’s planning to send me a signed jersey from Team USA’s basketball squad. Gotta say, I’m a bit jealous, but happy for her." He sat down next to her, stretching out his legs and letting out a content sigh. "So, how’s the teaching stuff coming along?"

Justine took a sip of her water, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Placement starts next month. I’m excited but nervous. It’s gonna be intense, but I’m ready for it."

Jobe nodded, appreciating her drive. "I bet you’ll smash it." He gave her a playful nudge. "But until then, you’ve got me all to yourself for the weekend.”

She smirked, raising an eyebrow. "Lucky me.”

Jobe grinned, leaning in closer. "Nah, lucky me," he said, brushing his lips against hers in a soft kiss. The kiss deepened quickly, the heat between them intensifying. Jobe's teeth gently nibbled on Justine's bottom lip, and he couldn't help but look at how great her lips looked. "These lips of yours would feel much better wrapped around me."

Justine pulled back just slightly, catching his gaze with a sharp look. "I could say the same about those pussy-eating lips of yours. You better be good for it, Bellingham."

Jobe smirked, his fingers hooking under the waistband of his joggers. "I'm definitely good for it, Jus." Without breaking eye contact, he yanked both his joggers and boxers down in one smooth motion, letting them ball around his ankles. His erection sprung free, the tip already glistening with arousal.

Justine’s eyes flicked down, and instinctively, her hand wrapped around him, her touch firm yet teasing as she stroked him slowly. Her fingers moved with precision, using the wetness already there to aid her in her movements. Jobe let out a soft groan, loving the way her hand felt on him.

"You swallow, right?" he joked, his voice low and breathy, unable to resist teasing her. Justine's hand tightened around his shaft in response, causing him to release a shaky breath. "I kinda like that rough shit though. Just fair warning."

She shot him a deadly glare. "You wouldn’t like it if I bite it off," she replied, her tone sharp but playful, matching his energy.

"Ooh, is that a promise?" Jobe continued to joke, even though the tightness of her grip had his head spinning. "You’re a lil’ freak, aren’t ya?"

"Shut the fuck up," Justine snapped back with a smirk, then bent forward, her lips parting as she took him into her mouth.

The warmth of her tongue and the wetness of her mouth wrapped around him sent a jolt of pleasure through Jobe’s entire body. He sucked in a breath, his hand instinctively moving to the back of her head, his fingers tangling in her hair. "Fuck," he muttered under his breath, his hips rocking slightly forward, pushing deeper into her mouth.

Justine worked him with skill, her tongue swirling around the tip before she took more of him, bobbing her head slowly at first, then building a steady rhythm. Jobe’s head fell back against the sofa, his hand tightening in her hair as his mind went hazy from the pleasure.

For the first time in a while, he felt like he could just relax. Football was going great, things with Justine were fun and uncomplicated, and he had the whole weekend to look forward to. Life, for now, felt pretty good.

Lewis lay sprawled on his back, the sheets loosely tangled around his legs, the night air from the open window gently sweeping across the room. Paris glimmered outside, a soft halo of lights casting the room in a muted glow. Beside him, Amara was curled into the crook of his arm, her body warm and soft against his.

Their last night together before she would head back to LA.

He exhaled quietly, staring up at the ceiling as the weight of his thoughts settled in. This season so far had been a blur—races, podiums, media appearances. And now, just a few days in Paris before he headed off to Africa for his summer break then he’d finished out the rest of the F1 season. But this wasn’t what had him distracted. It was Amara. The way things had shifted between them.

Casual wasn’t casual anymore.

They’d made it official. He had never thought it would feel so different, yet it did. He liked it—liked her—but now there was something heavier on his chest. At thirty-nine, Lewis couldn’t help but feel like time was slipping through his fingers. Racing had always been his focus, his purpose. But as the years went by, he started thinking more about what came next. His future. And whether Amara was part of it.

"You're quiet," Amara’s voice broke through his thoughts, her head lifting slightly from his chest to look at him. She wore that smile he had come to like—a mix of warmth and curiosity, like she could read him even when he tried to hide behind silence.

Lewis chuckled softly, his hand brushing through her hair. "Just thinking."

"About what?" she asked, her fingers lazily tracing circles on his skin.

"About you. About us." He paused for a moment, then added, "About where things are going."

Amara shifted, propping herself up on one elbow to get a better look at him. She studied his face, her brow furrowing slightly. "You nervous or something?"

Lewis exhaled, a small smile tugging at his lips. "Not nervous. Just… thinking ahead, I guess."

"About what?"

He hesitated for a second, then let the words spill out. "I’m almost forty, Amara. Racing’s not gonna last forever, and it’s got me wondering what I want when that’s over. Who I want."

Her gaze softened, and she remained silent for a beat, letting his words hang in the air between them. They had been together for a while now, but making it official had added a new layer. It was no longer just about having fun or being in the moment. There was something more real about it now. Something that required them to actually consider the future, together or not.

"I get it," she said finally, her voice soft but steady. "I’ve been thinking about it too."

Lewis glanced at her, slightly surprised. "You have?"

She nodded. "I mean, I’m not getting any younger either. And with so much going on with my modeling career, I’ve been wondering how we’re going to balance this. You’ve got your races, your whole F1 world, and I have my career. It’s a lot."

He ran a hand down his face, feeling the weight of her words settle in. It was a lot. Their lives were worlds apart—him on the road, jumping between cities and circuits, and her life in LA. They had been good at keeping things light, making it work, but now they were both staring at the reality of what this would look like long-term.

"I don’t want to be the guy that holds you back," Lewis said quietly. "Or the one that’s never around because I’m chasing the next race."

Amara looked at him, her hand resting on his chest. "And I don’t want to be the woman who can’t keep up with you, or who’s left behind because your life is moving at a hundred miles per hour."

They both fell silent, the truth of their situation sinking in. There was no easy answer here. No neat solution to make things fit. But at the same time, neither of them was ready to walk away. They were in it now—official, committed—and that meant figuring it out together.

"I’m not saying I’ve got it all figured out," Lewis said after a moment, his voice thoughtful. "But I want to try. I want to see where this can go."

Amara smiled softly, her eyes glimmering in the dim light. "So do I."

They kissed again, a slower, deeper kiss that spoke more of reassurance than passion. When they finally pulled apart, Amara rested her head on his chest once more, her fingers idly playing with the chain around his neck.

"So?" she asked quietly.

Lewis exhaled, staring at the ceiling again. "I'm off to Africa then I have to finish out the season. After that… I don’t know. I guess we figure it out."

Amara nodded against his chest, her voice growing softer as she spoke. "Well, I’ll be here, figuring it out with you."

They lay like that for a while, wrapped in each other’s warmth, letting the weight of the conversation settle into something lighter. The future still felt uncertain, but for now, they were in this together, and that was enough.

As Lewis’s thoughts drifted, he couldn’t help but think about Lila. She was in Madrid right now with Jude and Lewis had to admit, he was starting to like the guy more than he expected. Jude had surprised him—calm, focused, and deeply committed to Lila. It was something he could respect.

He had always been protective of his little sister, especially when it came to guys. But Jude had earned his approval, bit by bit. And now, seeing how happy Lila was, it made him wonder if maybe this thing with Amara could be the real deal too.

"You're thinking about them, aren’t you?" Amara’s voice pulled him back to the present.

Lewis chuckled. "How’d you know?"

"I can tell when your brain’s somewhere else. Lila and Jude, right?"

"Yeah," Lewis admitted. "I didn’t think I’d like him at first. Thought he was too much of a dickhead for her. But now… I don’t know. He’s been good for her. They’ve been good for each other."

Amara smiled. "Sounds like you’re coming around."

Lewis nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "I guess I am."

He thought about how happy Lila seemed with Jude, how they made it work despite their different worlds. It gave him a little bit of hope, knowing that maybe he and Amara could figure things out too.

"You know," he said after a moment, "watching them makes me think about us. And I’m starting to think… maybe we’ve got a shot at this. Even with everything going on."

Amara looked up at him, her eyes warm and steady. "I think so too."

They shared another kiss, slow and tender, before settling back into the comfort of each other’s arms. Tomorrow, Amara would head back to LA, and Lewis would leave Paris to enjoy the rest of his summer break. But tonight, in the quiet of their last night together, they had each other. And for now, that was all that mattered.

Jude wiped the sweat from his forehead after another grueling day of training in Madrid. As intense as his sessions were, nothing compared to the way his heart soared when he thought about Lila. Waking up and going to bed with her these past few days had been pure bliss, and the fact that she’d be with him for a few more days and joining him in Poland for the UEFA Final against Atalanta kept that dopey grin plastered across his face.

There was also plenty of tea from the day that he couldn’t wait to spill. Shit had been wild recently—Trent broke up with that girl he’d been seeing, an actor's daughter, and was already on the rebound. His barber, Adam, was thinking about having another kid, which seemed crazy, but Adam was in his thirties, so Jude guessed it was expected. Jobe was hanging out with Justine nonstop, even though his little brother swore he wasn’t trying to be in a relationship. Jude wasn’t buying it, though—it sounded like Jobe was real close to the deep in. And then, there was Aurélien and his crazy-ass arranged marriage. It was wild as fuck to Jude.

As soon as Jude got home, he kicked off his football boots at the front door and padded inside, calling out, "Lila!"

"In the kitchen," came her sweet voice, and Jude headed straight there, chuckling. Lila had been spending a lot of time in the kitchen lately, and he wasn’t complaining one bit, especially since her cooking was amazing. Plus, with his mum back in Birmingham for the week, home-cooked meals felt like a luxury.

The delicious smell hit him as soon as he entered the kitchen. "Lila, babes, shit's really hit the fan today," he said, walking up behind her as she stood at the stove. Her petite frame barely cleared the stove itself. He kissed the top of her head and gave her a playful smack on the ass as he made his way to the fridge to grab a Gatorade.

"Jude! Jesus Christ!" Lila yelped, scolding him, but Jude just scoffed as he took a swig of his drink.

"I don’t know why you’re complaining. You damn sure weren’t last night when I had you—"

"Jude Victor William, I hope you aren’t about to say what I think you are?" his mother’s voice suddenly interrupted, shaking him to his core.

"Mmmhmmm, see?" Lila pointed to her phone, which was propped up against a jar of peppers on FaceTime with his mum.

"Li, what the hell? Why didn’t you warn me?" Jude sputtered, quickly closing his Gatorade and trying to put on his most innocent face. "Hi Mummy. How’s Dad?"

His mother rolled her eyes, but there was a smile there. "Your dad’s taking a nap, love. How are you?"

"Can’t complain. Ancelotti’s been working us hard, but you know we’re gonna kick ass on Saturday."

"Language, Jude," she lightly scolded. "But yes, Lila was just telling me how excited she was to visit Poland."

Jude squinted at Lila. "Why’re you chatting with my girl, Mum? Something wrong?"

"I can’t talk to my daughter-in-law now?" his mother asked with mock offense, clutching fake pearls.

"Come off it, Mum," Jude groaned, but then something clicked. "Wait, daughter-in-law? You plottin’ something?"

"Maybe," his mum teased, "but Lila wanted my recipe for pepper steak, so I decided to hop on and give her a step-by-step. We got to talking about other things. Anyway, Lila, just let it simmer for twenty minutes and you know how to plate it with the rice and plantains?"

Jude’s eyes widened at the mention of plantains. "She made plantains too?" He glanced over at the other burner, where a pan of freshly fried plantains sat.

"Wait until dinner is ready, you pest," Lila scolded, swatting him away. She turned back to his mother. "Thank you so much, Denise. I’ll talk to you later."

"Later, Li," his mum said, then directed her goodbye to Jude. "Bye, sweetheart."

"Bye, Mummy." Jude blew her a kiss before she hung up. "Daughter-in-law?" Jude teased Lila as she put the lid on the pot.

Lila laughed and pointed at him. “Didn’t you have something to tell me?”

"Oh right, yeah," Jude said, leaning against the counter. "Remember how I told you about Aurélien and that crazy-ass arranged marriage set up by his parents?"

"Yeah…"

"And that his fiancée’s been living with him in Madrid?"

"Yeah, Jude, this is old news."

"Well, get this: he’s bringing her to Poland with him."

"No fucking way!” Lila’s jaw dropped.

"Way. Told me he doesn’t want her to ‘feel lonely or some shit’.” Jude put up air quotes and tried his best to mimic Aurélien’s French accent. "But he’s not slick. Apparently, her father’s a nightmare, and you know how Aurélien gets when he’s protective, so she’s tagging along. He even wanted me to ask you if you’d hang out with her in the stands."

"Wow, that’s major!" Lila said, wide-eyed.

"Right?” Jude laughed.

"Her name’s Zuri?"

"Yeah."

"Wait, hold on a second." Lila grabbed her phone, pulling up Instagram.

Jude leaned over. "Are you stalking her?"

"Well, you’ve met her before. I don’t even know what she looks like, so of course, I’m stalking her."

Jude chuckled, letting her logic win. After a few taps and scrolls, she finally found Zuri’s profile. "Oh, she’s pretty! I love her tooth gem."

"Yeah, she’s a real nice girl," Jude said, sneaking over to grab a plantain from the pan.

"JUDE!" Lila pinched his side, making him flinch and giggle.

"Stop it, woman! You know I’m ticklish there!" he protested.

"Serves you right for trying to eat all my plantains. Dinner’s almost ready," Lila scolded, smiling.

Jude couldn’t help but pull her close, kissing her deeply. "I love you, Lila," he murmured, eyes soft but full of intensity.

"I love you more, Jude," she whispered back, her gaze never leaving his.

Jude held Lila close, her warmth enveloping him in a way nothing else ever could. He couldn’t help but smile as he pressed his forehead to hers, his heart swelling with something far deeper than affection. It was as though every moment they spent together reminded him just how lucky he was to have her in his life. He never thought that after all those months of pining over her on social media, she would become his entire world. But here they were. His girl. His everything.

Jude thought back to the way he’d once daydreamed about what it would be like to hold her, to kiss her, and now it was his daily reality. And he still couldn’t get enough. Her laughter, the way she danced around the house in his oversized shirts, how she always knew just when he needed to be comforted or teased—it all felt surreal.

He couldn’t imagine his life without her now. Training, matches, and everything else seemed like background noise when compared to her presence. Lila was the one thing that made sense in all the chaos. The grounding force that kept him centered when everything around him felt like it was moving too fast.

Pulling back slightly, Jude cupped her face in his hands, his thumb brushing over her cheek. "You know you're it for me, right?" he said quietly, his voice tinged with a vulnerability he rarely showed. "I don't need anything else. Just you."

Lila smiled up at him, her heart-shaped lips curving into that sweet smile that had him hooked from the beginning. "I'm not going anywhere," she whispered. "You're stuck with me, Jude Bellingham."

As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, Jude realized this was what he'd always wanted. Not the fame, not the attention, but the quiet moments like these. The ones where he could just be Jude, not a football star, not someone always in the spotlight. Just a man, hopelessly in love with the woman who made his life feel complete.

This was it. His endgame.

And for the first time in a long time, Jude felt like he had everything he needed.

THE END......

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June 2030

Six years had passed since Jude Bellingham first fell in love with Delilah Hamilton, but he hadn’t been able to wait until he was twenty-eight to marry her. Miraculously, he made it to twenty-seven, although Lord knows he wanted to marry her the same year they got together. Instead, they’d spent their years soaking up every bit of life: endless vacations, family gatherings, navigating hard times together. Jude had won two Ballon d'Ors, led England to two Euro championships, and they’d watched Lewis claim his rightful eighth and ninth World Drivers’ Championships (really his ninth and tenth, if you know you know) before retiring three years ago—but he's still involved, serving none other than Chief Strategic Partnerships & Marketing Officer of Formula 1. He even helped led Real Madrid to another UEFA Champions League win last year and then he finally proposed to Lila on Valentine’s Day.

Now, months later, today was here—their wedding day.

The setting was perfect: Lewis’ villa in Tuscany, Italy, where the sun cast a golden glow across the vineyard-covered hills. Jude smiled to himself, grateful to his future brother-in-law for footing the bill for this extravagant celebration, though he swore he’d pay him back—maybe by babysitting his and Amara’s three kids, which would be a task in itself. Lewis had married Amara just before Jude and Lila celebrated their second anniversary, and now their family was complete with three lively little girls whom Lila adored. She always played with them, spoiled them with gifts, and Jude loved watching her transform into "Auntie Lila" whenever they were around.

As for their own wedding, Jude didn’t care about the details—he just wanted to marry her. The flowers, the decorations, the grand design? All of Lila’s ideas, every last touch, from the romantic white rose arrangements to the silk drapery, yet Jude counted down the minutes until she became his wife.

In the groom's room, Jude was getting ready with his closest mates and his brother—Jobe, Trent, Camavinga, Aurélien, Odin, Toby, Noah, and of course, Lewis. The atmosphere was a mix of excitement and banter as they adjusted their tuxedoes, smoked cigars, and exchanged light banter.

Just then, the door creaked open to reveal Zuri, Aurélien’s wife, her baby bump noticeable under the flowy gown she wore. At seven months pregnant with their second child, she still moved with the quickness of a New Yorker. Zuri whispered something to Aurélien, and his brow furrowed.

"Another blowout?" he asked, kissing his teeth in exasperation. It was clearly about their 10-month-old son, Etiénne. "I’ll be right back," Aurélien sighed, "Eti had another blowout."

"Damn, what are you guys feeding him?" Trent joked as he tightened his bow tie.

"Seriously," Jobe added with a laugh. "Give him some medicine or something. Poor lil' dude has to have tummy issues."

Aurélien just shook his head and left the room. Zuri was about to follow him, but Jude caught her wrist, his eyes full of curiosity.

"How’s Li doin’?" he asked, the nervousness finally creeping into his voice.

Zuri gave him a pointed look and folded her arms over her bump. "No, I can't tell you anything."

"What? Not even if she's okay?" Jude added, flashing her his signature puppy dog eyes. "Please, Zu, just tell me."

"Fine," Zuri groaned dramatically, then leaned in. "She’s eating… and crying because your Mum gifted her something blue. It was your grandmother's earrings."

Of course, she was crying. Lila had been an emotional wreck all week, but Jude felt warmth flood his chest knowing his mum had gifted Lila such a meaningful heirloom.

"At least she's eating," Jude mused.

"Yeah… weird stuff too… like she’s—" Zuri stopped mid-sentence, cutting a sharp glance at Jude. Leaning closer, she whispered in his ear, "She's pregnant?"

Jude just nodded, unable to hide the smug grin that spread across his face.

"Wow, wasted no time, did you?" Zuri teased, her eyes widening in disbelief.

Jude shrugged with a grin. "They both have my last name, so it doesn’t matter."

Zuri shook her head, laughing softly before she slipped out of the room. Jude couldn’t help but think about the promise he’d made—how he wouldn’t get Lila pregnant before they hit their first anniversary as husband and wife. Well, so much for that plan. But as far as he was concerned, it could be worse. At least by the time Baby JB made his or her entrance, Lila would officially be Mrs. Delilah Hamilton-Bellingham.

With final adjustments made to their tuxes and a few snaps from the wedding photographer, the guys made their way to the ceremony’s venue–a small, recently renovated church located on the tail end of Lewis’ estate. As Jude walked down the aisle, shaking hands and receiving well-wishes from guests, his heart raced faster with every step. His friends and family were all there—teammates, coaches, Lila’s family, and more. But his focus was on what came next: the moment he'd been waiting for.

The groomsmen filed down the aisle, followed by the bridesmaids, with Jade, Lila’s best friend, as her matron of honor. Then the air shifted. The anticipation grew as every guest stood to witness the bride’s arrival.

The French doors opened, and there she was.

Lila walked down the aisle, arm in arm with her father, Anthony, who kept wiping tears of joy from his face. She looked radiant in her princess-style wedding dress, lace veil, and the long train reminiscent of Princess Diana’s iconic gown. "Ave Maria" filled the air, and Jude’s breath caught in his throat as he saw her. She looked every bit like an angel—his angel.

A single tear slipped from his eye, and he quickly wiped it away, only for more to follow as Lila got closer. Finally, she stood in front of him, the woman he’d loved for years.

"Who gives this woman away?" asked the priest.

Anthony, overcome with emotion, was bawling, unable to speak. Lewis stepped forward from the groomsmen to comfort their father as the murmurs in the crowd grew. After hugging both his son and daughter, Anthony finally managed to choke out, "I give her away," before placing Lila’s hand into Jude’s.

Jude looked down at Lila’s veil-covered face, her eyes brimming with tears, her cheeks stained from the emotions of the day. He couldn’t stop himself from whispering, "I love you, Lila Bila."

"I love you more, Judey Bear," she whispered back.

They barely registered the priest’s words about marriage and its tribulations. All that mattered was this moment—just the two of them, standing together, ready to start the rest of their lives.

[rudyswhore]

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