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i4bellingham · 1 year
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based off in this prompt list <33
Jamal doesn't wake up very easily. If he does, then it's probably because of either of the following reasons; one, a bad dream. Two, too much noise. Three, he's gotten a bit too cold laying on his bed alone. This time, it was all because of the latter.
Four months of being accommodated by your own body heat made it rather easy for Jamal to have a good night's rest, cuddled up to your chest and your arms wrapped around him. It's one of the many things including you that he would look forward to after a day spent training in grueling hours, his body aching with fatigue and need for rest.
He's already gotten so used to you and your warmth that hugs him up comfortably in every sleep, so when he felt the side of your bed being a little bit cold to his liking this morning, he slowly opens his bleary eyes to the sight of the sheets crumpled beside him; you, nowhere to be found.
Jamal lays on the bed for a few minutes, staring blankly at the ceiling above him listening to faint sound of the pans clinking in the kitchen where he knows you'll be. He doesn't get up either, finding the cool room air too much for his newly awoken state and rather, he pulled the duvet further up to his chin.
He doesn't have any idea how many minutes have passed, but the door to the room opens silently and the pattering of your footsteps reached his ears before he even sees you in the frame.
“It's early in the morning, why are you up? You're training doesn't start until 1pm, right?” You sit beside him on the bed, hand reaching down to comb through his curls as you spoke softly.
Jamal nods his head, closing his eyes before wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you back on the bed with him, now with your back against his chest. Kissing the back of your head, he mumbles.
“My personal heater left the bed, that's why.”
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i4bellingham · 1 year
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Jude’s hand reaches out, slowly and carefully pulling you snug against his bare chest. He kisses your forehead tenderly, softly, like he's making up for the reality of every single one of his delicate and sweet actions to you; his booty call, his constant bed warmer.
But you savor every moments with him, be it in your waking ones or those that are happening deep in your sleep. You raise your head, eyes meeting his in a silent conversation that you've had a plenty of times before.
I need to go.
Stay. I love you, stay.
You knit your brows, a sigh pushing past your lips as you bury your face deep in his chest, peppering soft kisses on his left peck.
This isn't love. You wanted to tell him, but you don't have to. Because he knows. You know. And you'll be reminded of it when you wake up the next morning, alone in the cold hotel bed, sheets wrapped around your body to keep your own self warm with his presence no longer there to hug you close to him because he's gone back home. Back to where he's really supposed to be with his pregnant fiancè, but certainly not with you.
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i4bellingham · 1 year
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The soft tune of the music was faint, nearly inaudible despite the calm night but it wasn't the song that awoke Jobe from his sleep. It was the giggles, hushed whispers and muted conversations that pulled him from dozing off.
He shrugs the blanket off of him as he stood up from the living room couch, sleepily walking towards where the music seems to come from; the kitchen.
He was expecting for the room to be in a state of a disarray, dishes, pots scattered everywhere in a mess in his sleepy stupor. But the soft light paired with rendered version of the song Until I Found You by Stephen Sanchez became a cosy backdrop for you and his older brother underneath the warm kitchen lights.
Jobe stops himself from entering the room any further because despite the sleep that he masks with tired blinking eyes, he was still conscious enough to keep himself from disrupting the comfortable embrace you shared with Jude as his older brother slowly swayed your bodies side to side, in tune to the soft melody that flowed in the air.
You're tucked underneath Jude’s chin, eyes closed, one arm around his back and the other holding onto the nape of his neck. His brother was wrapped in your sweet little bubble just like yourself. With his eyes closed, Jude holds you closer to him by the waist; almost fearing the thought of you being a tad bit away from him. He's got both of his hands on your back, the softest of smiles on both of your faces.
Jobe didn't need to think twice about leaving you to your peaceful slow dance. He wipes a finger underneath his eyes as he throws one last glance to the two of you, genuine happiness wrapping him in a tight secure hug that his older brother was happy and comfortable, and that you, someone who looked after him like an older sister he never had being loved tremendously as you truly deserve.
Jobe wasn't normally a very emotional person, but seeing the love both you and his brother have for one another be so genuine and filled with an abundance of contentment and peace made him a subject to such emotions.
In his lucky stars, Jobe wishes to have the same love in the future, one that is filled with nothing but sincerity and warmth.
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i4bellingham · 1 year
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Jude is not a jealous man by any means. A little bit possessive maybe, but not jealous. Never jealous.
He is sure of himself more so the attention that people give himㅡgirls, especially girls.
So why was the simple sight of you laughing and goofing around Gio as you both talked a couple of feet away from where he's seated bothered him too much for him to focus on the beautiful girl beside him?
Why was the mere sight of your infectious laugh, the adorable crinkle of your eyes produced by Gio’s stories made him wanna interrupt your conversation, tuck you underneath his arms before dragging you and back to his home, away from the possibility of you making any sort of romantic connection with his American friend?
Why was the sight of your hand on Gio's shoulder bothered him so much to the point that his breath hitched on his throat, a grim look falling over his face as he glared at your soft touch on his friend, brows furrowed and shoulders tense.
Jude recalls all the time you've done the same to him. You do tend to lightly slap or touch the other person you're talking with especially when they say something to amuse youㅡit wasn't easy to amuse you. So why the hell, of all people were you so giggly and happy to be in the presence of Gio Reyna than your own bestfriend?
A light feathery touch crept up against his arm, Jude looks over to his side and spots the girl whom he found interesting upon entering the club. Now, not so much anymore. Not when you have this invisible tight grip on him that Jude can't explain.
“Are you okay?” Cecelia asks him, concern straining her face.
Jude glances over to your side, just coincidentally meeting your eyes over Gio’s shoulder before you flash him a smileㅡa smile so simple, so dazzling that had him reeling back to his seat, the pounding of his chest and the warmth that blossomed in his tummy an unmistakable sensation that made everything he's been pondering over brew into the answer that he's been looking for.
Under Cecelia’s palm, his shoulders that grew tense and rigid slowly relaxed, a shaky breath leaving his lips in the realization that Jude Bellingham was in love with his best friend, and all it needed was to see you happy with somebody else for him to realize.
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i4bellingham · 1 year
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BREAKFAST IN BED: joão felix x reader
CONTENT: implied previous sexual intercourse, nothing to explicit, kissing, marking, making out (?), mentions of hickeys, innuendos :P + not proofread (online translated) portuguese so translations might be wrong
NOTE: i feel like shit right now because i literally went about my day without eating anything ☹️ and i was wondering why i felt nauseous and with a head-splitting headache like i’m so stupid
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João has a secret.
Well, not really a secret secret but not a lot of people know of it either.
He’s got freckles dusting the wide expanse of his broad shoulders, usually being covered by his tan when he was back home in Portugal or when he spent his break bathing in the Spanish summer. But in the cold London weather and the lack of sun to bathe his skin, his freckles were more prominentㅡ beautifully prominent than ever.
With his head laid on your bare chest, fluffy hair in a mess and shoulders so broad they nearly covered you, you have the perfect spot to see the small brown dots littering all across his shoulders up to his mid waist.
You reach a finger, touching his warm skin underneath the pad of your index before slowly connecting João’s freckles like how you would trace the stars up in the night sky.
Your boyfriend was still sleeping soundless above you, releasing a soft breath of relief here and there when your finger touched the spot on his nape.
You ran your finger from his back freckles to running them through his hair, softly massaging his scalp as he slowly opens his eyes, adjusting from the light that greeted him from his sleep.
“Good morning.” He smiles, reaching down to kiss the skin of your throat.
You rub your palm over his back, prompting him to lay down on you as he enjoys himself of the soft waking moment with you, just like he always does.
“Já é hora do almoço, meu amor.” You tell him. It’s already lunch time, my love.
He lets out a groan, adjusting his head back on his pillows before it's you who he pulls towards him, laying a hand across your stomach as he curls beside you.
“Está com fome?” He pulls the duvet over his chest, draping it over his figure to protect himself from the cold. Are you hungry?
You nod. “A little bit.”
“Should we eat out or just cook? Mas ainda não quero deixar a cama.” He groans and pats his cheeks. “E ainda não recebi os meus beijos matinais.” But I still don’t want to leave the bed though. And I still haven't received my morning kisses.
You jokingly roll his eyes at that, watching his smile widen when you lean down to kiss him on the cheek.
���Just one?” He pouts.
You roll yourself over above him, caging him beneath your rather smaller frame before leaning down to kiss his lips.
João grabs your waist, letting the white sheet fall off your shoulders before disconnecting your lips from each other as he started trailing kisses down your throat, occasionally nipping at your skin and marking the spot that he wasn't able to last night. He connects your forehead together, watching you through lidded eyes as he observes your marked-up skin, purples and reds dotting your chest, throat and neck like his perfect little canvas.
“You know what? My appetite just change, I think I want breakfast in bed right now...”
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i4bellingham · 1 year
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you guys are getting fed i wasn't meant to post that ig au for pedri today 😭
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i4bellingham · 1 year
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INSTAGRAM FILES: jude bellingham x reader x jamal musiala
SYNOPSIS: in which you and jude announce your break up and the events that soon follow after.
NOTES: please ignore the errors i made lol i freaking love doing social media au’s can you guys tell? 😍
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yourusername froh, wieder zu hause zu sein ❤️ glad to be home again
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user1 YOU'RE BACK IN UR HOMETOWN !!!
user2 dortmund probably wasn't such a good place huh :/
alphonsodavies you should visit us at allianz arena soon!
yourusername will do phonzy!
user3 hasn't she just broken up with jude last month? 😟
user4 lmao she's been friends with musiala way before she even met jude 🤣
jamalmusiala10 lass uns bald mit den anderen losziehen ❤️ let's go out with the others soon
yourusername ja, lasst uns! yes, let's
user5 what on earth is happening 🙁
 
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jamalmusiala10 herzlichen glückwunsch zum geburtstag an meinen seelenverwandten. du hast das grösste herz und die grösste liebe für jeden, aber es ist eine schande, dass nicht jeder das schätzt und sieht. denk immer daran, dass ich für dich da bin. ich liebe dich, nochmals herzlichen glückwunsch zum geburtstag ❤️ happy birthday to my soulmate. you have the biggest heart and love for everyone, but it's a shame that not everyone appreciates and sees that. always remember that i am here for you. i love you, happy birthday again.
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yourusername danke, bambi. ich habe großes glück, dich als freundin zu haben. cih leibe dich ❤️ thank you, bambi. i’m very lucky to have you as a friend. i love you
user1 JAMAL CALLED HER HIS SOULMATE AGAIN 😭❤️❤️
user2 atp i think we can say miss girl dated the wrong football player 😭😭
user3 he stopped calling her that (& vice versa) when she was still dating jude omfg my heart
user4 y/n l/n, through the eyes of jamal musiala 🥺
yourfriend lass uns bald zusammen essen gehen! let's have dinner together soon
 
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footballwrld_ig What do you guys think? 🤔🤔🤔
Also follow us for more football-related updates, news and gossips!
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user1 lmfao that's literally jude and y/n
user2 jude cheated? 😟🙁
user3 man i used to root for them to last too ://
yourfriend just shows you can’t trust most guys these days 😐
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user4 that's so hypocritical of the girl lmaoooo 🤣🤣🤣 miss girl be upset that her famous and well loved man is cozying up with diff girls when she's out there flaunting her flirty ass relationship with her bsf 🤣🤣
user5 you're so fucking stupid harvard’s knocking at your door.
user6 the difference is that j*de did it while he was still in a fucking relationship. y/n on the other hand had been best friends with musiala since they were kids and continues to be the best of friends until now. if she decides to start a relationship with him why not? she's known him longer than she's ever known jude and truthfully, musiala acts more of a decent boyfriend than j*de ever was to her 😐
user7 user6 slay bestie. roast that fatherless bitch
   
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yourusername and i still ride with my day one ❤️
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user1 that caption though 😍
user2 date night 🙊
yourfriend looking stunning my love ! 😍💋
yourusername i miss you! we should get that dinner soon when you're back!
user3 after their breakup went viral more football players started following her oh my lord 🤭
jamalmusiala10 ❤️❤️❤️
user4 WAIT ARE Y'ALL TOGETHER OR WHAT ?????
user5 lmfao u forgot jude that easily? 🤣
user6 it's been 7 months bestie move the fuck on
yourmom beautiful 😍
yourfriend2 the audacity to have to look this beautiful 😩
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i4bellingham · 1 year
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LOVE MADE OF GLASS: jude bellingham x reader (angst)
CONTENT: cheating, jude is a dickhead on this one, explicit language (mostly coming from the reader), you deserve better here tbh :’( mentions of grinding and kissing, no jude redemption era on this one !
NOTES: i’ve had a handful of people sending me requests while i explicitly stated in my description and nav that requests are still closed prior to this :(( please make reading a habit, that's it. i hope you still have a good day/night tho! stay hydrated and safe as always everyone <33
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You knew of the baggage that came with dating an athleteㅡ a famous and loved one at that.
You were aware of the heavy media presence in the relationship; thousands of eyes following your every move, every post and every word that comes out of your mouth. You were aware of the criticism and harsh remarks you received along the way because out of everyone else, Jude decided to settle down with a normal, commoner girl like you.
You used to be bothered by it, always ending your days with tears overflowing from your eyes as you try your hardest to ignore the comments and not let it get to you. And for a while, you just learned to cope up with it. Until their words that was typed and uttered with venom no longer pierced through your self-esteem and consciousness as you grow mentally numb to their critiques.
It was a difficult situation to be in, but you never once let it be the reason to end the relationship you had with Jude. You loved him, and for you that was enough of a reason to hold on despite the mentally-draining position you have as a constant presence in your boyfriend's life.
But that tight grip you have in the relationship was snapped easily by a simple, gracious mistake Jude made.
“It’s not what it looks like.”
You scoff. “Is that not a bit overused for situations like this-?”
“Love just listen to me please, it wasn't like tha-”
You turn around, pausing from shoving your clothes inside your luggage as you point a finger at his chest, voice entailed with anger, exhaustion and sadness as you spoke. “That what? That it didn't look like you let some random girl in the club grind on you? Is that it? Or was it that it didn't look like you had a different whore on your lap on the booth who you let kiss you? Take your pick because there's a fucking plenty of videos circulating the internet to prove that it wasn't what it looks like.”
Jude grows silent, solemnly casting his eyes anywhere but you.
“I’m sorry.”
“Yeah, I’m sorry for my fucking self too.” You reply before hastily packing your remaining items, speed walking around the room to take your stuff and shoving them haphazardly inside the luggage.
Jude simply stood beside the door, hopelessly watching silently as you packed away, knowing all too well that he can't do anything to keep you from leaving.
He finds his voice when you're rushing to get out of the door, two luggages on tow.
“I really am sorry...”
His apologies will never be enough, you both know that, and you remind him of how this downfall in your relationship weigh on you more than it ever will to him.
Just as before you reach the door, you turn around, grip on your suitcase tight as you try to keep your voice from quivering.
“I gave up a lot for you... I tolerated so many fucking things just to be with you, and I fucking regret that now.” You tell him, watching as his face fell and you continue to jab him with your words deep. “I fucking love you, and I really, really feel so sorry for myself for thinking that I was gonna be enough for you because obviously that's not the case here. Let’s hope we never cross paths again. Good bye Jude.”
His eyes never left your figure as you slam the front door shut, eyes fixated on the spot where his eyes saw you last. And Jude only grasps the situation he placed himself in as the silence of the house prevailed even after an hour you left, slowly drowning in the realization that he's wasted four years with you in a single mistake he shouldn't have done in a single night.
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i4bellingham · 1 year
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INSTAGRAM FILES: joão felix x singer!reader
SYNOPSIS: in which you and joão slowly unveil your relationship together as you announce your new EP.
WARNING: incorrect portuguese to english translation
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yourusername cooking something in the lab ⚗️
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user1 are we having another album soon ? 👀
user2 after a year and a half the drought is finally oveeeeeeeer
user3 omg imagine if she features someone in a track with her 😣
user4 hmm, miss olivia rodrigo liked her post
user5 she literally follows y/n of course there's a possibility that she could like her posts lmao y'all reaching sometimes
oliviarodrigo 😍😍
   
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yourusername after eight months of working on this EP, i am very happy to finally announce that OUT OF THE BLUE will be out in a week!! the entire song genre is something that i’ve never worked with before but it is heavily inspired by the experiences, memories and happenings that i went through this year and i am proud to say that the songs featured in this EP are my ultimate favorites in all of my creations! i hope you guys will enjoy listening to my craft as much as i enjoyed preparing it!
p.s. to my muse, to the sole reason of this EP (you know who you are) thank you so much for the support and love you have given me relentlessly. this one is for you ❤️
conangray slay miss bae 😍
madisonbeer can’t wait for the release!!! 💗
user1 wAIT A DAMN MINUTE-
user1 EP LAUNCH WITH A SOFT LAUNCH-
user1 MISS MA'AM WE MISSED AN ENTIRE CHAPTER WHAT THE FUCK
user2 this is a live broadcast of y/n stans losing their minds bcs of this ep announcement + the soft launch 😭
user3 user1 mood 😭😭
jennaortega ❤️❤️❤️
user4 joao what r u doing here fam
user5 can he not be a y/n stan like the majority of us lingering in her ig posts my god
   
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joaofelix79 an out of the blue beach trip ⛱️
user1 damn u look fine as fuck
user2 ive never wanted to be a seat so bad in my entire life
user3 that caption ???? anyone noticing something ???
user4 wait are u a y/n fan too? 😭
user3 user4 she's my wife ❤️
user5 please provide context for us uncultured people in the back
user3 user5 so basically y/n posted her new ep entitled OUT OF THE BLUE just last week and joao has been liking her ig posts and now we have his caption 🤔
user4 not only that but y/n soft launched someone in her ig feed too and then we have joao posting that middle pic holding hands with someone AND Y/N LIKED IT
enzojfernandez have fun brother!
chelseafc enjoy joaofelix79 ☺️
 
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yourusername guess we're doing this out of the blue 🤷🏻‍♀️ the last year had been absolutely memorable for me with you by my side. i can never thank the universe enough for letting our paths cross, for letting us create all the beautiful memories we have together. i love you always, my muse ❤️
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jennaortega you guys are so cute please 😭
masonmount the cat’s finally out of the bag!!
oliviarodrigo finding someone willing to change spots with me when they start acting all lovey-dovey 😍
chelseafc beautiful couple ❤️
joaofelix79 poderia escrever muitas páginas para dizer o quanto te amo, mas agora ambos sabemos que nenhuma palavra poderia ser suficiente para o quanto significas para mim e o quanto te amo. por causa disso, continuarei a fazê-lo mostrando-te o quanto em vez disso. tu fazes de mim o amor mais feliz, eu amo-te tanto ❤️ i could write a plenty of pages to say how much i love you but by now we both know no words could suffice to how much you mean to me and how much i love you. because of that, i will continue doing so by showing you how much instead. you make me the happiest love, i love you so much.
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i4bellingham · 1 year
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INSTAGRAM FILES: joão felix x sainz!reader (instagram au)
NOTES: i absolutely love doing the social media au for jude so i decided why not start doing them for my other favourite boys :)) + will include (possibly) incorrect spanish/portuguese to english translation
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joaofelix79 valentines foi há dias, mas aqui estamos nós 😜 valentines was days ago, but here we are
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enzojfernandez i like the cookies 🍪
yourusername ¡puedes coger algunos! dejaré que joao te traiga algunos :)) you can have some! i'll let joao bring you some :))
enzojfernandez gracias! thank you!
user1 okay but the last picture ??!???
user2 sir??? uhm-
user3 imagine having a smoking hot paprika girlfriend who can bake
user2 i'm melting 😩
user4 definitely my favorite couple and my favorite wag atm
user1 let's not talk about his last relationship/ex-girlfriend lmfao
user2 yes let's not mention anything abt her
yourusername i love you bebe ❤️
joaofelix79 eu te amo ❤️
  
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yourusername mi persona favorita. te quiero joaofelix79 ❤️ my favorite person, i love you
gavi seguir enamorado! stay in love!
yourusername durante mucho tiempo!! for a very long time!!
joaofelix79 gracias hermano thank you brother
carlossainz55 mi prima ha crecido my cousin has grown
yourusername literalmente me viste la semana pasada you literally saw me last week
carlossainz55 can i not act emotional in here?
yourusername don’t do that or i’m gonna call isahernaez
landonorris carlossainz55 😂😂😂
carlossainz55 norris leave
joaofelix79 a minha alma gémea. tenho tanta sorte em ter-te. amo-te muito ❤️ my soulmate. i'm so lucky to have you. i love you
   
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joaofelix79 appreciation post for the most beautiful girl with the most beautiful soul ❤️
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yourusername you've done so much more for me 🤧 i love you very much my love ❤️
joaofelix79 i love you so much that no words can amount to how much i do so ❤️
yourbestfriend awe this so so cute 😍
isahernaez bello amor joven ♡ beautiful young love
user1 bro if they don't get married a few years later i'm literally gonna sue someone
user2 just the fact that they've got so many supportive people surrounding them and their relationship already says a lot about their love. please stay in love !! ☹️💖
user3 for real 😭 like good god when is it gonna be my turn 😭😭😭
user4 let's just cry for now besties 😭😭😭
masonmount this is very sweet mate 👌🏻
joaofelix79 learned from the best
kaihavertz29 masonmount he means from me by the way
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i4bellingham · 1 year
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please a jamal musiala like general dating headcannon he’s barely written for on tumblr LMFAO
DATING HEADCANONS: jamal musiala x reader
CONTENT: lowercase intended, suggestive content, descriptions of kissing and making out, just a general idea of what i think dating jamal would be like
NOTE: tried finishing this for my baby’s birthday ♡ but ey knee ways, happiest 20th birthday to my baby boy in bayern i fucking love you even though you have no clue of who i am <33 also to the beautiful people reading this, enjoy !! and happy jamal day! <33
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first thing’s first, jamal is definitely a sucker for cuddles.
LOVES to be the small spoon and he's not embarrassed to admit that, not to you and definitely not to everyone.
loves laying his head on your chest while you play with his hair and enjoys the feeling of your fingers running through the back of his neck because it helps lull him to sleep. it's a therapy for him as much as it is a cuddle.
he loves feeling you close to him whether that may be within the enclosed walls of your home or out in public.
he usually have an arm around your waist or shoulder or sometimes holds your hand in his while you're both out.
cheek and neck kisses are definitely his thing. love placing them on your skin and does so unconsciously often times.
he's definitely getting called whipped, and a simp online by the fans because the numerous pictures about the both of you due to how touchy he is and how fearless he is to show affection towards you despite his seemingly shy demeanor.
speaking of which, he can sometimes come off as borderline possessive especially when he feels like those fools around you thinks they have a shot to shoot with you.
he slams their dreams down by wrapping an arm around your waist and lip-locking with you no matter if it's out in public.
hides his face on the crook of your neck afterwards.
jamal loves it when you come to his games. your attendance is definitely a major contributing factor to his amazing plays.
he's definitely not trying to show his skills off with you watching the game.
and on that note, of course, you have to attend games wearing his kit.
seeing his number and last name being worn by you surely brings a proud glint in his eyes and motivates him to work extra harderㅡ
loves marking you up against a wall while you're wearing it too, or inside the car with you perched on top of his lap as he sucks hickies on your neck or tongue lapping at the inside of your mouth after the gameㅡ
you're definitely one of the first people he goes to after a game ends.
often times reaching for you over the barricade while you wrap your arms around his sweaty body, not minding his situation after a game but you're there to congratulate him and sing him your praises.
you help him cool down after a match by offering a massage, a bath or if the both of you are in for it, a post match session where both of your bodies are entangled in the sheets afterwards.
jamal’s certain that he'll never meet someone as supportive and as loving as you again.
that's why in your third year anniversary, he's already purchased your dream wedding band, safely tucked in his closet as he waits for the perfect timing to finally ask for your hand.
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i4bellingham · 1 year
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HAPPIER: mason mount x reader
SYNOPSIS: you only appreciate what you have when it's gone. mason feels that certain way about you.
CONTENT: angst, breakups, written from mason's pov, oc named amelia, george russell x reader, kind of rushed ending (?) + not proofread please don’t sue me 🙏🏻
NOTE: i hope everyone's had a good week so far! if not, then i hope this upcoming one will be a lot more bearable for you <3 also not sure about the title like i literally suck at coming up with it but please ignore that if it doesn't match lol
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ONE.
Everything felt like shit.
Everything just felt different now that you're finally out of Mason’s life.
It doesn't feel suffocating but it does feel like there's a hollow in his chest every time a reoccurring memory of you flashes by his mind.
It doesn't hurt. It doesn't bother him. But Mason does feel numb. He feels numb to everything around him and feeling certain emotions are lost.
A month after you left, the entire house was merely an imitation of what it used to be before it was bought; bare, soulless and empty. There's no longer any scent of coffee filling the house from your constant brewing. There's no more extra set of skin care supplies on the bathroom sink saved for you. There's no more neatly arranged closet when you hurriedly tucked away your clothes in your luggage before you left, leaving the closet nearly barren of anything to remember you by. The plants had all dried up from the lack of care from its now sole owner. The paintings and photos that used to give your walls a depiction of your character and your love for each other was now left empty, bare gray walls catching Mason’s eyes like the colorless sensation there is to his chest.
Everything wasn't the same.
Everything was never going to be the same.
TWO.
An entire year had passed by, yet there were still no apparent changes in Mason and his way of living.
Christian and Kai suggested for him to see somebody else, venture out and relive his romantic adventures with someone new.
Mason knew he shouldn't, not when he's not in a capable state to even be thinking about starting a new relationship but he simply nods his head. He agrees with their suggestion, just so they don’t bother him about this part of his life that he knows will never function the same.
And so, Mason prepares himself for the blind date prepped by his two friends that will happen in the weekend.
He got three more days left to sort himself out. He doesn't do anything. He dreads for that day to come.
Her name was Amelia.
 
THREE.
She was a nice lady. She had a kind smile, one that almost threw him off as she sat in front of him, introducing herself and shaking his hands. She wore an outfit he knew you'd be fussing to wear, he knew you'd ask him a plenty of questions and he'd assure you just as many times that you look phenomenal, just like you always do. Amelia was chatty, but not in the overbearing kind. She knew how to carry the conversation that Mason could give zero fucks about. But for the sake of her kindness, he tries to match her energy with his fake smiles, fake laughter, fake enthusiasm, fake everything. He just wants for the night to be over. He just wants to go home.
“I know you haven't healed from your last relationship with...” Amelia starts, and Mason was ready to cut her off, tell her that she doesn't have the right to touch such a sensitive subject with him, not when they barely know each other at all. “And I’m in the same position. The last relationship was what I thought would be my endgame, I was wrong obviously.” She chuckles, but it felt and sound faked in Mason’s ears.
Is that how he sounded all evening? Like he was restrained from something that kept him from showing his real emotions to a girl who showed him nothing but kindness?
Amelia leans back on her seat, a timid smile on her lips as she offers him her hand. “So because of that, I know I'm not in the right condition to be finding someone as of now to be in a relationship with... but I would like for us to be friends, if that's alright with you?”
Amelia waits for Mason to respond, and for a split second he considers declining her offer, tell her he's already got a bunch of them but he sighs and with that sigh he shakes her hand, now with a small genuine smile on his lips.
“Fine. Friends.”
He shouldn't have agreed to being her friend. Not when he knew there was a chance of her falling like in the cliche movies and books where the female friend falls for her male friend.
   
FOUR.
And as the tears run down from her eyes, Mason bites the insides of his cheeks as he moves his head to divert his gaze elsewhere.
“I don’t know until when do I have to compete with her... she's not here anymore Mase but why are you so keen on holding onto your memories with someone who's already moved on with someone else?” She asks him, weeping softly.
Mason isn't sure why himself. Was it the memories? Was it the way you used to love him so freely? Was it the way you accepted him for all his flaws and stayed by his side despite the time where football grew harsh on him and he wasn't on his best form? Was it because you saw past his flaws but still stayed with him, whispering how much he means to you and how much you love him during the late night evenings when you're both on bed and when you thought he was already fast asleep? Whispering kind and loving words so emotionally that tears ran down your cheeks and onto the bed, probably thinking that he doesn't know that you show him your most vulnerable state of loving when you think he's asleep beside you? Which was it?
“I’m here for you Mase. I’ve been here for you for for nearly a year. She might have loved you differently but I can love you in my own way... just let her go.”
Mason lets her hand go, turning his back on her as he walks back and forth in front of Amelia in the parking lot of the restaurant.
“You know I can't do that-” Mason bites his lips, gnawing on it as he paces. “Ame you know I can't do that-”
Amelia walks over to him, grabbing his hands and she pleads him, tells him that Yes, You can Mase! You can but you just chose not to!
Mason wants to tell her that he can't. That he shouldn't have gone to that blind date in the very first place because now he's hurting the one friend who was there for him, who understood him.
But as another car flashes their headlights to their left as it was being parked and a familiar figure steps out, all thoughts immediately leave Mason’s head.
The door to the restaurant opens before Kai steps out, wanting to fuse down the conversation and get the two back inside before his eyes too lands on the familiar figure standing a mere 10 feet away from them. And all of a sudden, that plan doesn't seem as easy as it sounded in Kai’s head.
Because like some fucked up game the fates conjured, you were there, standing and staring at the situation you were cluelessly partly the cause of.
“Mase? Kai?”
Mason nearly ran to you, beg for you to take him back, tell you that he still loved you despite your relationship ending a year and a half ago. But somethingㅡsomeone kept him from doing so and just ultimately saved his face from the embarrassment it could've caused.
“You know them love?” George fucking Russell places an arm around your waist as he awaits for your answer, patiently and kindly doing so before you're nodding your head with a smile.
“Yeah... they're my, my friends.”
Friends? Ha. Mason wanted to clarify that he wasn't just a friend, that he was but he was your boyfriend once too.
George sends them a head nod and a tight-lipped smile. “Well... it's always nice to meet my girlfriend’s friends. I’m George Russell.”
Kai walks over to offer a hand, one that George immediately shakes before the German hugs you. You wrap an arm around Kai, warily eyeing Mason and only then noticing the girl beside him.
You were about to approach them and introduce yourself when Mason opens his mouth and says something he knew he will regret immensely.
“You should join us... for dinner. Just so we can, catch up and talk properly.” He offers, and Kai sends him a warning look.
“That is if we're not going to be a bother with your night, of course.” Kai adds. “You can joins us at our table.”
“Yeah.” Amelia nods her head beside Mason, and he notices that she's dried her tears, plastering on one of her friendly smiles. “I would love to know Y/N that I have heard so much about from the guys.”
Instead of declining, you turn your head to George. “Can we love?”
George fucking Russell leans down to fucking kiss your head, smiling charmingly as he replies. “Sure love, we can join them for dinner. Would be a nice opportunity to know your friends better I reckon.” He chuckles.
Amelia leads the way, opening the door as she gestures for you and George to follow her in while introducing herself to the both of you.
Mason and Kai were left standing in front of the restaurant, the recent happening weighing heavily on the both of them and embracing them in an uncomfortable silence.
But Kai breaks that after a while, shooting him a stern glare as he points a finger on Mason’s chest. “Don’t do something fucking stupid Mase. I know you, but don't do something that will hurt you and her again.” Kai follows after the three of you inside the restaurant, leaving Mason alone to dwell on his thoughts.
Mason used to think that everything was colourless, dreary and hollow after you left. He still believes in it. He doesn't know how to fix this way of feeling and thinking but after tonight, he's sure that there's no way of retrieving you back with him no matter how much he wants to. Not when there's a ring band on your ring finger. Not when you're already entwined with someone else that you so clearly loved, just awaiting for the time to pronounce your love in front of family and friends.
Mason is so used to think of everything so differently, and he can't help but think that maybe he'll never get over this one anytime soon.
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i4bellingham · 1 year
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we need a seoul trip with jude media fic
instagram files : seoul (part four)
NOTE: again, photos are merely placeholders. you may imagine the people in the pictures as you like as they're only there to give you an idea on what happens during the trip. they are NOT a visual representation of what the mc looks. part one / part two / part three
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i4bellingham · 1 year
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Hiii! I love your writing and was wondering if you could write something for Trent where you don’t really get along with your parents and you have an argument with them and he comforts you afterwards?
comfort in you : trent alexander-arnold x reader
warnings: toxic family dynamic
note: not proofread 🤧 this took me so long to write omfg i apologize for the drag anon! i hope you can still see this request or remember it even wksjsksk i hope you have a good day/night! mwuah <3 also lol, me??? posting multiple reqs/pieces in two (?) days 🤯 shocker
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It's not exactly a secret but you don't get along with your parents well. Unlike the relationship between your friends and their parents, your's is more complicated than it should have been.
It's one of the reasons why you decided to move out of the house when you were barely graduating high school and had lived alone since then. Well, until you and your now boyfriend, Trent, decided to move in together just a little over a year into your relationship.
The rocky relationship between you and your parents wasn't also a secret to Trent. It was one of the many things you told him firsthand before agreeing to go on dates with him. Seeing as how family-oriented he is and the close bond between him, his siblings and his parents, you didn't want to give off the impression that the same was happening in the very household you already abandoned years ago.
But Trent was fine with that. It wasn't necessarily a touchy subject with you but you do limit yourself from mentioning anything about your parents in front of him, and he does the exact same.
Though not in the best of relationships, visiting your childhood house was still an occurrence happening 1-2 days every 2 months. A week if you're feeling extra generous despite knowing how every week would end up before you're taking your leave. Arguments, stemming from from nonsensical disagreements was a normal scene in your house that gets you leaving earlier than your supposed departing time. It all ends the same, so really, you're only waiting for that point for everything to blow over and you're in your car, breezing past the streets to go back home.
This visit ended in the same fashion.
Your parents think it's not wise of you to be dating an athlete moreover someone with a big name like Trent. You, of course fought for your relationship, knowing how your boyfriend is over the course of a year of making him wait for you to make it official, all the efforts, all the love and care he never once forgot to show you, all that was not disregarded as you stood up for your boyfriend and your relationship.
Your parents think you're being disrespectful when you answered back, retorted in a way they've never once heard you do before you're rushing out of the dining area, hastily picking up your things before you're out of the door and out of the house.
You made it home in just under 10 minutes. A record if you will.
Trent was already anticipating your return despite it being just the second night without you, or so he thought when the door to the front of the house was pushed open by your jingling keys.
You threw your bag on the doorway, a frown on your face as Trent approached you, lowering his gaming headphones before he's wrapping both arms around you and pulling you close to him.
“How bad was it this time?”
“Horrible.” You told him with a sigh, walking out of the embrace before plopping yourself on the couch. Trent follows after you. “They claim to want their daughter back in their lives but then they pull shit like this and they expect me to come back willingly? How stupid do they think I am?”
Trent plants a kiss on your temple, mumbling against your skin. “You’re not stupid pretty girl, that's for sure.”
“It’s just so tiring going back and forth in circles with them... I don't even wanna try anymore. It's so tiring and honestly incredibly irritating.”
Trent places both hands on your chin, tilting your head up so you can look at him properly. “No one is forcing you to go back to them baby. If they can't find it in themselves to put minimal effort in finding a common ground with you so they can have you back, it's just not worth it. You've been trying to reconnect with them for what? The last 5? 6? 7 years? But they're the ones who's also pushing you away, nitpicking every flaw they can find in you. You don’t have to try anymore if you don’t want to. You've survived living almost a decade without them, nothings gonna change that now.”
A heavy sigh leaves your lips before you lean your head down on Trent’s chest. You were just drained from all the back and forth with your parents and you're relationship isn't even progressing. It's just such a dreary thing to do. You're exerting effort and trying to reconnect but when you're there, all efforts just go to waste because you're back in ground zero with them again.
You just wish you have parents who actually cares about you more than just having to put up a front because they're being talked about not being the best parents in the neighborhood.
As of almost feeling your thoughts and emotions going haywire, Trent rubs your back soothingly, planting soft feathery kisses all over your head as he lulls you to sleep.
“You don’t have to think about anything for now. You've just gotten back home from a dinner that I envision to be a disaster.” He mutters underneath his breath, prompting a chuckle to leave you as you close your eyes, leaning more of your fatigued weight against him. “You can talk some more tomorrow or the next day or the next or whenever you're ready. You don't have to this now.”
“I know...” You reply with a yawn. “’m so lucky to have you, do you know that? You're such a wonderful boyfriend to me and I'm always gonna be grateful.”
Trent shakes his head, kissing your cheeks one last time and before you succumbed to the sleep that's clawing at you, you hear him reply.
“I’m the lucky one... I love you baby, always.”
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i4bellingham · 1 year
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lovebomb : jude bellingham x reader
note: i accidentally deleted the ask but it goes Can you write a fic where Jude proposes to the reader? i know it's taken me quite some time to push this out so i apologize deeply for that anon 😭
warnings: not proofread
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Jude thinks his hands are shaking.
He takes a wary glance to where his hands are rested, on top of the table, they were definitely shaking.
He didn't even realize he's got both hands, palms down on the glass table top until that very moment, in which he immediately hides inside his dress pant pockets as he tries to calm his nerves.
Just then, you're sauntering towards the table with your beautiful summer dress and your beautiful face and Jude feels the warmth pooling at his stomach for the nth time that night.
God he was already nervous of what he's about to do. And you're making him nervous too! But in all good reasons.
As smoothly as he possibly can, he leaves the seat before he's offering you a hand.
You ask him if you're going somewhere else after the dinner and Jude simply shrugs, a boyish, charming smile playing at his lips before you're taking his hand with a cynical glare.
“I don’t have any pranks on me tonight love, I swear.” He tells you with a chuckle. Still, you eye him warily as he walks the both of you near the shoreline.
“So what is the occasion?” You ask him as you both settle down on the sand, a few meters away from where your dinner by the sea took place. “There’s no anniversary, no birthdays, no important things to celebrate, I am confused and quite frankly a little cautious of you just in case you pull some dumb pranks on me... yet again.”
Jude gasps dramatically, clutching his chest for the extra effect before you're rolling your eyes at his antics.
“Can I not take my lovely girlfriend out for dinner with no hidden motives?”
“After what happened the last time I think it's alright to say I should be a little bit cautious, don’t you think?”
Jude scoffs with a shake of his head. “A pair of shaky legs should not be a reason at all for that.”
“You arse I was bed ridden for four days!” You smack him on the arms, jokingly glaring at your boyfriend as he doubled over to laugh at your demise. “Seriously! Making me do your leg routine with you knowing I don’t even work out was so rude of you.”
Jude wipes his under eyes, still chuckling as you huff and cross your arms over your chest beside him.
“It was a cute date, wasn’t it?”
You click your tongue, nearly smacking your boyfriend again but refrained yourself from doing so when he snakes an arm around you. He pulls you by the waist, letting your head naturally fall against his chest as you partially lay half your body over him.
“There was some perks to that date but just so you're aware, I’m not ever doing that again. Ever.” You emphasize.
Jude hums with a nod of his head. He doesn't really believe your words entirely nor do you believe his feigned conviction but he'll settle with that for now. He knows you'll follow through whatever surprises there is for you in the future. There is another one coming up too but this one's the main cause of his clammy and shaky hands on the dinner table. Your response to this one will either make or break the entire foundation of your four year long relationship, all depends on your answer.
“Okay... but what if I asked you to go in Antarctica with me for the next date?”
You stare at him, incredulous. “Are you joking?”
Jude looks you straight in the eyes and with a nonchalant nod, he answers. “Yes.”
“I’m this much to breaking up with you I swear-”
“You told me that countless of times too and yet here we are.”
You purse your lips. “Should I make it real then-”
Jude clamps a palm over your mouth, glaring at you pointedly and you're tempted to bite his hand if only he didn't remove it immediately, almost as if sensing the thoughts running through your head.
“Okay but seriously... for our next something special, would you...” He leaves your side, kneeling in front of you as you're sat down.
You think he's merely doing the changes to pair his next ridiculous idea with hand gesture which is a norm for him when he's being absurd. But when he pulls out a small black velvet box from his pocket and unveils the beautiful diamond ring inside, you're left speechless as you listened to his next less preposterous preposition.
“Would you do the honor of making me your official husband, and be my forever lovely wife and join me in more stupid dates as we live off our lives together?”
You wanted to scream on top of your lungs, shout, cry, cuss your boyfriend out for planning this less idiotic way of proposing but you don't, and instead, you simply erratically nodded your head to his question as tears filled your eyes.
You don’t wait for him to slip the ring in your finger before you're tackling him on the sand, stifling the sobs that freely left your lips as Jude cradles you close to his body, not bothered by the sand clinging onto his clothes or how he's nearly got sand in his eyes.
He doesn't ruin the atmosphere yet, muttering a plentiful of I love you’s in your ear before you settle down and let him put the ring on your finger.
“This is so stupid.” But of course, you just have to have the courtesy of ruining the lovely atmosphere that his romanticist brought out and mutter those three words while wiping off your tears.
Jude’s mouth hang open as he's helping you dry your tears off.
“How is this stupid?” He asks you, flabbergasted.
“Because you just had to propose while I’m not wearing any waterproof mascara on you idiot!” You point an accusing finger at him, to which he immediately raise both hands. “You planned this!”
“Well of course I did, I wanted to marry you!” Jude responds before he helps you with the black staining your eyes and cheeks. Oops.
He uses the sleeves of his white dress shirt, wiping away the tears that was stained black from your mascara. He stifles the laugh that threatens to rip out of his chest because even though he finds the scene adorably funny, he's more happier than ever because you actually accepted the proposal. You accepted him to be your husband and it couldn't get any better than this, Jude is certainㅡ except for when you of course, finally settle down and have some kids of your own, this is the pinnacle of his lifetime he's sure.
“Do I look stupid?” You ask after a while, sniffing as Jude clears your face free of the mascara.
He shakes his head, mumbling a soft No as he cups both of your cheeks. He leans down to kiss your lips and instantly feeling you smile.
“You always look perfect to me love. Even when you look like you’ve gotten run over by an herd of chicken during the early mornings, or when you look like the undead for staying up late for your job or for taking care of me, you will always be perfect to me... The embodiment of love, kindness and everything good in this world is what I see in you even when you're feeling or seeing the opposite.” He tells you, voice falling an octave lower as he lays both of your foreheads together. “I love you in every waking moments, and I love you even in my dreams. I love you my love, and thank you so much for accepting me to be your husband.”
The tears the both of you tried to dry out once again filled your eyes and now his, letting you both be filled with sincere love as you bask in this most intimate moment together as you step in another chapter of your lives, now with a promise to be together for the remaining years that's to come.
The proposal wasn't your typical grandiose gesture with fireworks and hundreds of bouquets but for you and Jude, this was perfect. There was no need for such things when it was only you, him and your love that matters.
It wasn't anything spectacular, but it is fucking special.
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i4bellingham · 1 year
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wrap me in your arms : joão felix x reader
synopsis: in which you're cold, and joão is the best human heater you can possibly have. or in another words, you're cold and you just want hugs... and warmth.
content: (probably) incorrect portuguese translation, fluff fluff x3000, self-projecting because i get easily cold a lot and i need one joão felix to warm me up with his hugs
notes: heya how's everybody doing? here's a tooth-rotting fluff for y'all after the angst in jude’s (which i tremendously apologize for btw) had a little bit of time off from college so what's better more for me to do than to make up for the little updates right? lol i love y'all <3 have a great day beautiful beautiful people mwuah <33
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You like winter. You like the snow. But you're not exactly fond of the crippling cold that pricks at your skin, inducing goosebumps to form all over your body and neither was the need to wear a bundle of multiple-layered clothes because of the weather.
But still, for the sake of missing your boyfriend because of his travels, you complied with the preposition of a date night walk in the city.
First, because it's cute as hell. Second, because João loves late night walks as much as you do. And third, because your boyfriend is a big sap and a romantic cliche at heart and you find his enthusiasm of asking you adorable, very much so that you're willing to freeze the tips of your fingers and nearly suffocate yourself in the layers of clothing piled on your body.
But it's all worth it you think, as you watch with wide-eyed gaze the way João’s lips pulled into a gleeful smile as he walked alongside you, telling you about how his recent trip went all the while he's holding you against him in the cold london night weather.
He pulls you in a busy street, an arm immediately going over your shoulders as he guides the both of you to who knows where. He’s now sharing a story about how him and Enzo nearly got kicked out of a store because of a mishap, pairing his story time and his accented voice with a few air quotations as you listened earnestly, occasionally retorting here and there when a part of his story calls for it before focusing on the way his accent goes prominent when he's sharing something amusing or something that excites him.
The both of you continue your walk, leaving the bustling london streets and into a more calm park with a few people roaming around.
The arm he had around you left your shoulders before he's grasping your glove-less hands, feeling the coldness seeping through your skin and almost jolting him from how frigid your palms had probably been since leaving the house.
“You’re freezing.” He points out, stopping himself from walking before he stands in front of you.
You playfully shake your head in feigned innocent. “Not really, no.”
João shoots you an unamused look, as if indirectly telling you that your reply wasn't funny. It wasn't funny for him, not if you're actually suffering from the cold because your dumb ass forgot to bring their gloves out for the walk.
“Seriamente bebé...” Seriously baby.
He takes your cold palms raising it to level with his lips before he's blowing hot air on your skin and massaging your palms softly to accompany the improvised heating machine.
“I’m fine love, you don’t have to worry about me.” You try to tell him, only to be shut up when he jokingly glares at you.
“Your hands are gonna fall off at this point and you're asking me not to worry?”
“That is an exaggeration but yes, a little cold won't hurt me.”
“A little cold can easily give you fever you silly girl.” He chides as he places your palms over his oddly warm cheeks. “Você se sente melhor??” Does it feel better?
“Yes, but I think it would feel a lot more better if I also get hugs?” You tease.
João playfully rolls his eyes at your antics but he immediately wraps both arms around you nonetheless. He instructs you to wrap your arms around his waist on the inside of his coat before he's tucking you snug and warm underneath his chin, softly blowing hot air on your forehead.
“Feels better now?”
You nod against him, feel the tightening of his embrace around you before he's kissing your forehead, muttering a soft ‘good’ on your hairline and planting another one last kiss on your cheeks for a good measure.
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