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kundayy · 7 months ago

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Josko Gvardiol｜Real Madrid vs Manchester City

#Manchester City #Man City #MCFC #Josko Gvardiol #vs Real Madrid #23/24 #UCL

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peligrosapopagain · 18 days ago

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The power of love and friendship. Fc Barcelona

#yes this is real #fc barcelona #barça #el clásico #vs real madrid

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donfermin · 10 months ago

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January 14, 2024 ↳ REAL MADRID vs FC BARCELONA

#fermin lopez #lamine yamal #fc barcelona #barça #vs real madrid #*matches #*gif #paris hilton's voice *that's hot*

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latin5mamii · 2 months ago

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Sometimes - Kylian Mbappè

warnings: none, maybe flirt (?) and google translate french🙏🏻

genre: interviewer!fem!reader x Kylian Mbappè

summary: The interview that you feared the most, seems to he as unpredictable as possible…

author's note: new husband unlocked😝 btw i think Kyky would totally be like this, like the type of man who, when he wants you he makes it unmistakably clear, even to the point of being a little embarrassing sometimes…

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When they told you that you would have to interview Kylian Mbappé, your heart skipped a beat.

"Nothing too difficult," you told yourself, trying to ward off the rising anxiety. "You've done this a hundred times before." But no matter how much you tried to calm yourself, the nerves wouldn't go away.

Sure, you’re fluent in French, but what if you mispronounced something? What if he couldn’t understand you, and you had to repeat yourself?

Even worse, what if he was in a bad mood, or worse, simply disinterested? The last thing you wanted was to fumble through a tense or awkward interview. You would have killed for one of the regulars—Vinicius or Rodrygo, maybe—someone you could comfortably chat with. But after tonight’s game, Kylian was the star, and like it or not, the spotlight was yours.

You took a deep breath, gathering your notes as you made your way to the interview area.

As you reached the designated spot, you caught sight of him walking down the corridor. And when your eyes landed on him, your breath hitched. Damn, he was hotter in person.

You took some time to observe his face intently. Droplets of sweat still clinging to his skin, sliding down his sharp jawline, his face slightly tired,and your heartbeat was slightly faster than before.

He must have felt your gaze, because his eyes met yours. For a split second, his expression shifted, surprise flickering in his eyes as if he hadn’t expected to see you watching him so intently. But then, just as quickly, his lips curled into a smile, warm and genuine, that made your pulse race even faster.

You tried to compose yourself, looking as professional as possible, offering him a smile in return as he approached.

“Bonsoir, Kylian. Félicitations pour le match de ce soir,” you began, hoping your voice didn’t betray the nerves you felt. “Vous avez vraiment dominé sur le terrain. Comment vous sentez-vous après une telle performance?”

("Good evening, Kylian. Congratulations on the match tonight. You really dominated on the field. How do you feel after such a performance?")

Kylian’s smile broadened slightly as he responded, his voice smooth and steady. “Merci beaucoup. Je me sens bien, mais je dois avouer que je suis surpris, et agréablement, je dois dire.”

("Thank you very much. I feel good, but I have to admit I'm surprised, and pleasantly so, I must say.")

You blinked, trying to decipher the meaning behind his words, but he gave you no time to dwell on it. Instead, he continued, his tone laced with a teasing edge. “C’est rare de rencontrer quelqu'un qui m'observe avec autant d'attention. Je me demande ce que tu pensais.”

("It's rare to meet someone who watches me with such attention. I wonder what you were thinking.")

Caught off guard by his candidness, you felt a blush creeping up your cheeks. You quickly composed yourself, trying to steer the conversation back to the interview. “Je pensais à quel point vous avez montré une grande détermination ce soir. Qu'est-ce qui vous a motivé à pousser si fort?”

("I was thinking about how much determination you showed tonight. What motivated you to push so hard?")

Kylian chuckled softly, the sound warm and disarming. His gaze remained locked on yours, and you could feel the intensity of his attention. “La motivation vient de plusieurs choses, mais ce soir… il y avait une énergie particulière dans l'air, quelque chose qui m'a poussé à donner encore plus. Peut-être que c'était la sensation que quelqu'un d'intéressant me regardait.”

("Motivation comes from many things, but tonight… there was a special energy in the air, something that pushed me to give even more. Maybe it was the feeling that someone interesting was watching me.")

You felt your breath catch at his words, the playful glint in his eyes making it clear he wasn’t just talking about the match. Professionalism, you reminded yourself. You had a job to do.

“ Une dernière question, Kylian. Après une telle performance, comment vous préparez-vous pour le prochain match? Y a-t-il quelque chose de spécial que vous faites pour garder cette concentration?”

(" One last question, Kylian. After such a performance, how do you prepare for the next match? Is there anything special you do to maintain that focus?")

Kylian paused for a moment, as if considering your question carefully. Then, with that same playful smile that had started the interview, he leaned in just slightly. “Pour rester concentré… je pense qu'il est important d'avoir quelque chose ou quelqu'un qui vous inspire. Quelque chose à quoi penser quand les choses deviennent difficiles. Peut-être que j'ai trouvé ça ce soir.”

("To stay focused… I think it's important to have something or someone that inspires you. Something to think about when things get tough. Maybe I found that tonight.")

Now your heart was definitely skipping beats, and you weren’t sure if you wanted to laugh or melt. He was definitely flirting, and he was good at it. But you had to keep your composure, right? Even if you were enjoying this more than you’d like to admit.

But before you could respond, he straightened up, the smile still lingering on his lips as he gave you a nod. “Merci pour l'interview. C'était un plaisir.”

("Thank you for the interview. It was a pleasure.")

You managed to smile back, still a bit flustered. “Le plaisir était pour moi, Kylian. Merci pour votre temps.”

("The pleasure was mine, Kylian. Thank you for your time.")

As the interview wrapped up and the cameras stopped rolling, you began to gather your notes, relieved that everything had gone smoothly. But just as you were about to step away, Kylian leaned in slightly, his voice low and teasing.

"On devrait refaire ça un jour, peut-être sans les caméras," he said, his eyes locking with yours.

("We should do that again sometime, maybe without the cameras.")

You felt your heart skip a beat, and before you could stop yourself, you leaned in a bit closer as well, a playful smile tugging at your lips. "Seulement si tu promets d'être aussi charmant la prochaine fois," you replied, meeting his gaze with a spark in your eyes.

("Only if you promise to be just as charming next time.")

Kylian’s smile widened, clearly pleased by your response. "Je peux te le garantir," he said softly, his voice carrying a hint of something more.

("I can guarantee that.")

As he straightened up, he added with a grin,

“Au fait, ton français est parfait. Très impressionnant.”

("By the way, your French is perfect. Very impressive.")

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