#vinijude

[rmashippingfc]

Jude and Denise Bellingham's reaction on Vini winning the award 😀

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Kiddo playing cool huh

[vinijrballondor]

my boys chatting and laughing, i'm not okay 🥹

GET OUT OF THE WAY NEYMAR AND PIQUÉ

[insidekatmind]

That Girl Is Mine ~ Kylian Mbappé × Reader × Vinícius Jr. (Feat. Jude Bellingham)

Madrid was the city of lights, football, and dreams. The Spanish capital buzzed with fans, paparazzi, and tourists wandering through its charming streets. You were there, an ordinary girl thrust into an extraordinary world. You worked as a sports journalist, but what no one knew—and what you carefully kept hidden—was your secret relationship with Jude Bellingham, the young talent of Real Madrid.

But your life was far from simple. Aside from the secrecy, there was a rather... awkward issue: two of your most famous colleagues, Kylian Mbappé and Vinícius Júnior, seemed to be in a constant battle for your attention.

It was a crisp December evening, and the Santiago Bernabéu was still glowing under the post-match lights. Real Madrid had just won an important match, and as usual, you were busy navigating the post-game interviews. Jude had thrown you a quick, meaningful glance as he passed by. That subtle smile of his was all you needed to feel reassured, even though you had to pretend it was just a casual gesture.

You were packing up your things when Kylian approached you. Still wearing his Real Madrid jersey, his forehead glistening with sweat, his confident and charming smile remained intact.

"Are you sure you don’t want to stick around for a drink with us? I’ve noticed you work too much," he said, his tone low but loaded with a suggestion you couldn’t ignore.

You smiled, keeping your tone professional. "Thanks, Kylian, but I have a lot of work to do."

"Ah, work, work..." he replied, shaking his head. "Sometimes, you need to live a little. You know, there’s so much of Madrid you haven’t seen yet. I could show you the city."

Before you could respond, a familiar voice interrupted the conversation. "Show her the city? Kylian, I don’t think she needs a guide. I’ve lived here longer than you, remember?"

Vinícius had appeared beside you both, a provocative smile on his lips. It was clear he had been eavesdropping on every word. His eyes gleamed with challenge as he looked at his teammate. You, caught in the middle, felt like a pawn in a game you hadn’t chosen to play.

"Vinícius, same old," Kylian replied with a smile, though his eyes betrayed a certain tension. "I wasn’t talking to you, anyway."

Vinícius turned to you. "So, what do you say? The city of Madrid is much more interesting than Kylian can make it seem. We could explore the real neighborhoods, away from the tourists."

It was as if the world had stopped around you. You needed an excuse, fast. "Thanks to both of you, but honestly, I’m tired tonight. Maybe another time."

They didn’t look convinced, but there wasn’t much else they could do but let you go.

Later that evening, you were finally home. Your phone buzzed, and you smiled at Jude’s message.

Jude: "Everything okay? I saw Kylian and Vini hanging around you��� I’m jealous. See you tomorrow after training, okay?"

You quickly replied. "Everything’s fine, I promise. See you tomorrow."

Your conversations were simple, sweet, and reassuring. Jude was your anchor amidst the chaos. But the next day, things became even more complicated.

During training at Valdebebas, you were there for a series of interviews. It was impossible to ignore the looks Kylian and Vinícius kept throwing your way as they ran on the field. Even Jude seemed to notice, though he remained focused on his drills.

After the session, Kylian was the first to approach. "You know, yesterday I couldn’t help but notice you always seem distant. Is something wrong? Can I help?"

You were trying to form a reply when Vinícius interrupted, wiping his face with a shirt. "Hey, Kylian, are you interrogating her? Maybe she just wants a bit of peace."

"Maybe you should mind your own business, Vini," Kylian shot back, his tone irritated.

"Guys, please," you intervened, trying to stay calm. "I’m just doing my job."

But inside, your heart was pounding. Their interest was flattering, but also a problem. You couldn’t afford for anyone to find out about your relationship with Jude. And yet, every glance and every word exchanged only heightened the tension.

That evening, as you sat with Jude at your secret spot—a small café hidden in the heart of Madrid—you told him everything. He listened attentively, his face serious.

"I don’t like the way they’re acting," he said, squeezing your hand under the table. "But I understand we can’t do anything for now. I promise we’ll find a way to live all of this out in the open one day."

You smiled at him, feeling safe in his presence. Jude wasn’t just your boyfriend; he was your refuge amidst the chaos of a life that felt like a novel. But you knew the story between you, Kylian, and Vinícius was far from over. And Madrid, with its lights and secrets, was the perfect stage for the next act.

The tension was palpable, like a taut rope about to snap. Over the following days, Kylian and Vinícius’s gestures and attitudes became more explicit. Seemingly innocent comments turned into subtly suggestive remarks, lunch invitations, and lingering glances. Jude, despite his calm and rational nature, had begun to show signs of irritation.

One evening, after a crucial match at the Bernabéu, things came to a head.

After the game, while you were gathering material for an article, Vinícius approached you in the tunnel leading to the locker rooms. He was still sweaty, but his mischievous smile was flawless.

"So, have you thought about my invitation? I’ll take you somewhere no one knows, guaranteed. Just you and me, no distractions," he said, his tone a bit too familiar for your liking.

Before you could respond, Kylian appeared behind you both, interrupting the conversation. "Ah, Vini, aren’t you tired of playing the romantic? Sorry for you, but I think her time is already booked for the evening."

You sighed, trying to stay calm. "Guys, enough with these games. I’ve already told you I’m not interested."

Vinícius laughed, leaning slightly forward as if he found it all incredibly amusing. "Really? You don’t seem that uninterested."

It was then that Jude appeared, striding out of the locker room with a determined walk. He wasn’t smiling. In fact, his face was tense, his gaze a mix of anger and resolve.

"Vini, Kylian, stop," he said, his voice calm but authoritative. Both turned to him, surprised.

Kylian crossed his arms, frowning. "And what does this have to do with you, Jude?"

"It has everything to do with me," Jude replied, stepping closer. He glanced at you briefly before addressing them directly. "She’s my girlfriend. And she has been for a long time. So, with all due respect, you need to stop."

The silence that followed was deafening. Vinícius and Kylian stood frozen, unable to hide their shock. Your heart was racing, but you also felt a sense of relief. Finally, the truth was out.

"Are you serious?" Kylian asked, incredulous. "She’s...?"

"Yes," Jude said firmly, locking eyes with them. "And now that you know, I’m asking you to respect us."

Vinícius looked almost offended. "And you thought to tell us like this, after all this time? Maybe you should have made it clear earlier."

"It wasn’t your business," Jude shot back, his tone hard. "But now you know. Enough with the games."

Kylian ran a hand through his hair, trying to process it all. Then he looked at you, a hint of disappointment in his gaze. "And you? Why didn’t you ever tell us?"

"I couldn’t," you said, your voice firm but calm. "We wanted to keep it private. That doesn’t mean I was playing with you."

Kylian nodded slowly, as if trying to come to terms with the situation. Vinícius, on the other hand, looked less convinced but said nothing. After a few moments of tension, they both walked away, leaving you alone with Jude.

As soon as they were out of earshot, Jude turned to you, his face softening. "I’m sorry, but I couldn’t stand seeing them act like that anymore. They needed to know."

You stepped closer to him, placing a hand on his arm. "You did the right thing. I couldn’t take it anymore either."

Jude sighed, pulling you into a hug. "From now on, no more secrets. I don’t care what people say. What matters is that it’s us."

You melted into his embrace, finally feeling free. Even though you knew the gossip would start soon, you didn’t care anymore. Madrid was full of secrets, but yours was no longer one of them.

[angelblue05]

why are they like that? 🧍🏻‍♀️

[irishmanwhore]

totally casual about this

[siiren-romqntics]

HELLO TUMBLR sorry I haven’t been around in forever, I’m actually being suffocated by school💔

I just thought I’d check back in, I want to some asks plsss let me yap

Also I haven’t been doing nothing in my time away, I’m currently working on this vinijude fic and thinking of 50 more ideas for them…

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“Jude it’s ok, you know, if you are still adjusting.” Vini reassures him with a soft smile, throughout all of this his thumb has continued its ministrations to his neck and Jude knows if this intimate moment goes on any longer he’ll embarrass himself further. So he grabs the hand at his neck and takes it off but he still holds onto it. He knows he’s blushing now and probably looks a tad bit pathetic but he can’t help but appreciate the care Vini is giving to him. “Oh my God, you're so cute.”

“Shut up, respect me, I don’t need to be called cute.”

“But you are Judey, I’ll have to make sure to scent you more if it means you’ll react like this.”

Jude groans at the nickname as he rolls his eyes heavenward but he’s smiling. He won’t say it out loud now but he’d definitely be up for more scenting from Vini. This is another feeling Vini brings out of him, the desire to be doted on. It’s fresh, something he only let a few people do for him, mainly family, maybe two friends, and just one person at Dortmund.

“What’s this I’m hearing about scenting Jude more?” Rodry squishes his body into Jude’s from behind, knocking Vini’s arms out of the way and wrapping around Jude like a greedy little koala. Jude snaps out of the trance he was in and remembers they’re in the middle of the dressing room and it’s not just him and Vini existing.

“Rodrygo, I was scenting Jude.” Vini’s brows furrow as he tries to take his spot back but Rodry’s already on his tippy toes and rubbing his neck against Judes.

“Well it’s my turn now, stop hogging.”

“I was here first though!”

“We’re scenting Jude? Wait, let me in.” Cama chirps as he grabs Jude’s face in his hand and pushes Rodrygo’s face away with the other. Bickering like children over who gets to scent him. Jude can’t believe them.

“No way I’m sharing with you too.”

“I think I’m entitled y’know? Me and Jude are both omegas!”

“What the hell does that matter? And get your hand off my face.”

“Omega solidarity dumbass.”

Jude is just about to tell them to stop being stupid and warn them that they might fall over with all this wrestling over a damn scent gland before another body is joining in the mess.

“I haven’t had my Jude scenting session either.” Aurelien murmurs as he grabs one of Jude’s wrists and brings the scent gland to his.

“Fuck off, no puedo tener nada con vosotros, chicos.” Vini groans as they all push at each other while trying to get closer to Jude at the same time.

“Alright that’s enough stop, all of you get off of me.” Jude says but he can’t keep serious and is giggling at their stupidity. Even if he’s still grappling with being a normal omega and understanding what behaviour is expected of him, he’s glad these lads are the ones he’s going through it with. It doesn’t matter if he feels inadequate or awkward, knowing there are people who will love him until he’s comfortable makes everything seem easier.

When Jude hops into his mother’s car drenched in his teammates' scents he can only blush at her raised eyebrow and knowing look. She doesn’t press him on why the cinnamon and jasmine in his scent is practically unnoticeable because she knows what this means for Jude. He hasn’t said or done anything to show her he’s struggling with his dynamic being public but she knows, she always does. So if Jude needs to be smothered by his teammates to feel better, more whole, then so be it.

[valverdingham]

the vinijude divorce is not a prank 😔😔 what the heck guys

[rmashippingfc]

Babies at today's training 🫠👶🏾

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[vinijrballondor]

5 + 7 = ❤‍🩹

[madridfangirl]

Always fanboying over each other 🤍

The heart and soul of Madrid!

[insidekatmind]

Red card~ Vinicius jr

Wearning: +18,smut

It was a quiet Sunday evening, and you were comfortably sitting on the living room couch. The Real Madrid match had just started, and as always, your heart raced as you watched Vinícius Jr. play. Your relationship with him was special, a love that had almost happened by chance but had grown intense and deep. He called you his "lucky star," but that evening, it seemed like luck wasn’t on his side.

"Go, Vini, show them who you are!" you whispered with a smile, sipping a cup of hot tea. Your eyes followed every movement he made on the field, as he dribbled past opponents with his usual elegance. You were used to seeing him face everything with a smile, but tonight, something felt different: there was a palpable tension.

45th minute.

The referee blew the whistle. A foul. Vinícius, usually calm, approached the referee with a furrowed brow. You couldn’t hear their words, but the images were clear. An opponent had provoked him, and Vinícius was trying to defend himself. Then it happened: the red card.

You were left breathless.

"No, no, it’s not possible!" you screamed, placing your cup on the table with a thud. You jumped to your feet, your heart racing. You watched in disbelief as Vinícius left the field, shaking his head. The referee seemed unwavering, and the camera lingered on the dark, furious face of your boyfriend.

An hour later.

The door to the house opened with a snap, and Vinícius stormed in. His gym bag flew to the floor, and he ran a hand through his hair, visibly shaken. He didn’t even look at you.

"You saw it, right?" he murmured, approaching you. You gently looked at him and embraced him. "Love," you whispered, hoping to ease his tension.

He was mad but felt better when you grabbed him to hug, making him sit next to you on the couch.

Vinicius puts his arm around you and rests his head on your shoulder."You’re not mad at me are you?" he says quietly, in a weak tone

"No, love, you are and will always be my champion," you whispered softly to him.

He smiles when you call him champion, it’s one of his favourite nicknames you had for him. He nuzzled in your neck, his hand resting on your leg and squeezing it softly

"Even when I act like a dickhead and get sent off again?" sentendo le sue parole sorridi.

"Especially when you become a dickhead,it's hot," you whispered.

He smile.His hand began to slide up slowly on your leg, just teasing."You still think I’m hot when I get mad?" he asks, teasing your neck with small kisses. You groan and nod.

He smirked, hearing you moan he began sucking on your neck, wanting to leave a mark

"Prove it to me then…” he mumbled against your neck, his hand slipping further up your leg.

You smile and kneel down, lowering his trousers and boxers and then pumping his cock a little before taking it in my mouth.

He grabs your hair gently with a hand."Holy fu-ck…“ he moans when he feels your mouth on his tip. You start to swirl your tongue around his big cock and then take it all in your mouth.

Vinicius raised his hips and fucked your mouth and you were moaning as you started to tease his balls with your hands and continued sucking him with more passion. He groans and comes down your throat.

When he makes you rise, he sighs happily and you kiss him.He returns the kiss with even more love, his hand caressing your cheek as they make out. He pulls you closer, until your body is pressed against his, and his leg goes in between yours, keeping you even closer to him.

“Mm… you know, I wouldn’t have been sent off in that game if you weren’t on my mind the entire time…“ he whispers in your ear.

You laugh as you watch him."So now it’s my fault?"

He chuckles, rolling over so he’s on top of you. He looks into your eyes, with a smirk on his lips.”Exactly… it’s your fault, you were being distracting in my mind the whole game…“

I smile and bite my lip. "What were you thinking?" Taming his muscular shoulders.

He moans lowly when you caress his shoulders, his body slightly shudders under your touch.“Do you want me to tell you or show you?”.he replies in a seductive tone, as his hands begin to wander up and down your body, caressing your curves.

"Show me" You say whispering.

He grins and kisses down your neck, occasionally leaving marks on it. His hands keep feeling up your body, caressing it lovingly. As he’s still busy with your neck, his knee slips gently between your legs, slightly rubbing against you.

Feeling the pressure on your pussy groan and you start rubbing yourself on it moaning.

He moans as you rub against his knee, his lips still attacking your neck with kisses.“Mmm you’re just impatient aren’t you…?“he mutters against your skin, his hand roaming down your body and caressing closer to your inner thigh.

"It’s not my fault I have such a sexy boyfriend" you whisper with a mischievous smile.

He chuckles at your comment, lifting his head up to look down at you while still letting his hand gently caress your thigh.“Oh you’re gonna flatter me like this? I might just have to get an even bigger ego…” he grins a little, his hand starting to get closer and closer to your centre.

You kiss him and groan in his mouth feeling the movements of his leg where you needed it. "It’s so beautiful Vini"groan once again.

He kisses you back, his hands going to your waist to grip on it softly. His knee is rubbing up against you still, his body starting to grind down and slightly rub himself against you as well.“Mmm, you like it that much, princesa?” he mutters, the vibrations of his voice sending more pleasure through you.

You moan madly for his Spanish and murmur a little 'yes.'

He moans a bit himself at the sound of your voice, the sound sending even more sensations through him. His knee continues its pace, the friction of him rubbing against you making him want you more. He leans in to your ear and whispers.“Dios mío… te quiero.” say Vinícius.

"Vini please"you have murmured. He growls lowly again, the sound of you begging making him feel even more aroused.

His knee keeps rubbing against you, while his lips go back to attacking your neck, leaving marks all over it. “What do you need, mi vida?“

"I want you inside me, please" you whine, you desperately clung to Vinícius.

He moans when you tell him, his knee slowly slipping away from you. He kisses all over your neck and down to your chest.“You’re begging for me that badly, cariño?“

His hands start caressing your thighs again, slowly spreading them apart for him.

Groan and spread your legs as much as you can. He groans at the sight of you so open and eager for him. His hands go to your waist, holding on to you while he grinds against you slowly, wanting to tease you a bit.

“Mmm… you want it that badly, don’t you, amor?“ he whispers you making you whine.

"Love please don’t tease me" you whine as you raise my hips wanting more.

He smirks, seeing you wriggling around and trying to get more with your hips. His grip on your waist is strong so you don’t move too much.“You’re being impatient again… I thought I said I’ll be making you feel good all night long…” he mutters against your chest, his lips leaving marks on it as one of his hands move down between you.

Groan feeling le sue parole and kiss him. He kissed you back passionately, his tongue exploring your mouth as you feel his hand rub against your entrance slowly. At the same time, his hip grinded against you, letting you feel how hard he’s becoming. “Mmm you drive me crazy, cariño…“

I moan wanting he inside me. "Baby come into me please fill me" you cry.

He grunts when you beg and he can’t take it anymore. He breaks the kiss to look into your eyes.“You’re gonna be the death of me one day…“

Then, you feel him slowly entering you. His grip on your waist tightens as he e tra tutto in te e gemi sentendo il suo grosso cazzo riempirti.

"Always so close to me, child" grunts Vinícius and you whine raising your hips towards him.

In the room you heard only the sound of your skin meeting and your groans and his grunts.

His impulses increased and you were moaning, managing to concentrate only on the pleasure that Vinícius was giving you.

"Vini" you groans scratching his back.

He groans lowly feeling how tight you get around him, and his hands grab on to you more intensely, wanting to hold you as close to him as possible. His lips are on your neck again, leaving more marks on the skin while his hip start pounding in you faster.“Mmm, say my name… say it again…“ he mutters against your ear, his voice is slightly hoarse from how intense his breathing got.

Every time you groaned his name increased the push making you groan louder.

He moans against your ear when he hears his name coming from your lips again and he starts biting and sucking on your neck again, leaving more marks all over it.“Mmm good girl… only say my name from now on, say it loudly and tell me how good I feel…“ he mutters in your ear, as his hip start moving faster and faster.

"It’s so beautiful" you groan, squeezing even more on him.

He grunts at your words, hearing how good he makes you feel was driving him crazy and making him go even faster.“Mmm you’re so tight mi vida…. Do I feel good?”he mutters, his lips are on your neck again, his teeth gently leaving even more love bites.

"Yes, Yes, Yes" You cried when you felt your g-spot hit.

He moans loudly again when you tighten around him even more, his hand grabbing your hip and pulling you closer so he can go even deeper.

“Mmm that’s it… feels good, doesn’t it?” he mutters in your ear, his breathing getting even more intense as he hammered deeper and deeper into you.

You were so taken by the pleasure that you groaned only not being able to say a concrete word. He chuckles at how you’ve become a moaning mess and is now unable to speak after he keeps ramming into you, his grip on your waist gets even tighter, holding you close.

“Mmm you’re so cute like this, amor… all lost in pleasure you can’t even speak" He teased you and you whined.

Two more pushes and you came and you squeezed his cock so hard that he came too.

He chuckles and pecks your lips, as he rolls off of you and lays down next to you. He’s slightly sweaty and his breathing is still a bit heavy from how intense that was. “You’re all mine…”he mutters, as his arms wrap around you and he pulls you close to him, your body pressed snuggly against his.

He burrows his face in the crook of your neck and snuggled against you, smiling blissfully.

You smile nodding and cuddle to him feeling satisfied.He smiles more as you bury yourself in his chest and soon fall asleep.

He looks at you for a moment and can’t help but think how adorable you look when asleep. Then, he pulls the covers up and covers both of you with it, before gently petting your hair. He continues to hold you close to him and soon, he falls asleep as well.

[angelblue05]

vini was waiting for a kiss

[irishmanwhore]

hope these two are being surrounded by love and support 🫶🏾 my fav real madrid duo 🤍 (i have like 1982727 but that’s not the point)

[vinijrballondor]

ok I can live now

[irishmanwhore]

i love vinijude so much 🫶🏾🧡

my duo 🤎

[insidekatmind]

Meet my sister p.16~Jude Bellingham

plot: Federico Valverde wants to introduce his younger sister to Jude, his teammate. He hoped that something romantic would be born between them seeing that their characters were perfect together but things take a different turn

wearning: slight smut

When the training ended, Jude did not waste time. With a strong smile, he approached his locker, changed quickly and ran to your house. He couldn’t wait to see you, to feel close again. Throughout the training, his mind was distracted by you, and now he was looking forward to coming back to your house to be together, out of sight.

When he arrived, he found the door already open and rushed inside, smelling the familiar scent of your house. He found you in the living room, sitting on the couch, reading something on your phone. As soon as he saw you, his gaze became more intense and determined. Without saying a word, he quickly approached you and took you in his arms, kissing you with force and passion.

The kiss was felt throughout your body, as if the release of a long-hidden desire had finally arrived. Jude gently pulled you towards him, making you climb on top of him as he sat on the couch. His hands were in your hair, as his breath became deeper.

"I can’t do without you," he murmured against your lips, his eyes full of intensity. His body was warm and strong beneath you, and you felt every fiber of yourself succumb to desire.

You came even closer, fingers gently touching his skin, feeling the beat of his heart. Every part of you wanted to be closer to him, and the kiss continued to grow deeper, more intense, as if every moment passed away was just an expectation for it.

Between kisses, Jude looked you in the eye, his face close to yours. " I want this night to never end," he said, his voice full of desire.

"Neither did I," you smiled, as Jude’s hands slid down your back, making you feel closer to him than ever.

As you moved slowly over him, the growing desire between you seemed impossible to stop. His hands caressed you gently, trying to explore you, while you felt completely lost in him. You felt his breath become more breathless as his kisses became more intense, and your heart beat wildly, following the rhythm of the moment.

Jude moans as he touched your hips to make you move more and you moaned while feeling his hard cock. " you are my death" he murmured through the kisses.

He was about to take off your shirt, but just then the door suddenly opened. A cough of Federico, who had entered the house without warning, made you suddenly fall off. You both looked at each other quickly, trying to recover from the awkward situation. Jude, visibly surprised, smiled at you nervously as you tried to stay calm, even though your face was already turning red.

Federico looked at you, shaking his head with a funny expression of disapproval, and then left without saying a word, heading to his room. " Please, do not do too much damage," he said laughing, before closing the door behind him.

You and Jude couldn’t help but giggle, the tense moment quickly replaced by an atmosphere of lightness. Jude looked at you with a smile that made you feel as if the whole world had disappeared around you. " Well," he said with a mischievous smile, "I think we should wait for Federico to go to sleep before continuing."

Your laughter mixed with his, and for a moment you felt at peace, even if the desire had not disappeared. The moment had been interrupted, but what you had lived together had created a bond that seemed unbreakable.

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A month had passed, and you and Jude were officially a couple. Things between you two had become even more intense. It was morning, and you woke up in his arms, feeling his embrace. You smiled as your head rested against his body. In an instant, you felt a wave of nausea and had to rush to the bathroom, where you vomited. Jude woke up immediately, concerned, and rushed to the bathroom as you splashed your face and brushed your teeth. You mumbled, "I’m fine."

He looked at you with worry, his hand gently on your arm as he asked, "Are you okay? Do you need anything?"

You tried to reassure him, still feeling weak but managing a faint smile. "I’m fine," you whispered, trying to calm him. "It’s probably just a little discomfort. I’ll be okay."

Jude watched you closely, his concern evident. "If you’re not feeling well, you should see a doctor," he said, holding your hand gently. "I don’t want you to be sick."

His loving gesture touched you deeply, and you realized how much he cared for you. Although you were still feeling nauseous, you had the sense it was nothing serious, just a minor issue that would pass soon. But seeing Jude so concerned made you realize how deeply he loved you.

"It’s probably nothing," you repeated, trying to calm him. "I’m already feeling better."

Jude didn’t look entirely convinced, but he squeezed your hand and looked into your eyes with that determined look that always made you smile. "I’m keeping an eye on you," he said with a small smile, lightening the mood. "But if you need anything, I’m here."

Feeling safe in his arms, you realized that even in moments of concern, the love that bound you both was stronger than ever.