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httpsuniverse · 9 months

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mr lover [ ben chilwell ]

— right where you left lover girl sequel, this takes place two years later!

[ 𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗦 ] — ben chilwell x singer!reader . ⊹ ✶ ㄔ 🫂 °. *

[ 𝗗𝗘𝗧𝗔𝗜𝗟𝗦 & 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 ] — romance, mentions pregnancy, google translated french . ⊹ ✶ ㄔ ℹ️ °. *

࣪˖ 💭 .. 𝗘𝗬𝗔’𝗦 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘𝗦 ⌕ clearing my drafts again 😵‍💫 if you ask me, i’m obsessed with singer!reader fics lol

this work is purely fictional. names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. © httpsuniverse, 2023. do not steal, repost in other platforms, translate and/or claim this work as your own.

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benchilwell family time

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user am i reading this right ?? ‘family’ time ??

user his dog clinging to y/n is the cutest thing ever

user they’re such dog parents 😭

yourusername my babyyy my babyyy

benchilwell which one?

yourusername one of you will be in a lot of pain if i say who

benchilwell 🙄

yourusername

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yourusername look at me, i am the favourite hooman now.

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user not y/n quoting from captain phillips 😭

benchilwell once i get back home, i will take my title back

yourusername NONSENSE! you cannot dethrone the current favourite hooman

user y/n saying hooman instead of human 😭 that’s so dog momma of her

yourusername i birthed this child

benchilwell huh

yourusername huh

user pls he looks so comfy on y/n’s lap, he’s obviously not a lap dog

yourusername if he fits, he sits

user agreed 🤝

user why did all this time i thought y/n was a cat person

user she literally loves any kind of animal 😭 she adopted a ferret when she was a kid

yourusername omg !! mr fuzzy wuzzy was my childhood pet 🥹 maybe i should adopt another ferret

benchilwell what? no way

yourusername heheheheheheheeh

benchilwell

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benchilwell home is where the heart is.

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yourusername but god i love the english

benchilwell you know i love a london boy

yourusername 🫣🫣

user ben at this point, you really are the extra hooman

benchilwell i cant blame him

yourusername i told you i birthed this dog

benchilwell 😂

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yourprivate hehe oops

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mikaspriv what the fuck is this how i find out ?!?!?!!

yourprivate heheheheheheheeheh

mikaspriv IM PACKING MY BAGS AND HOPPING ON THE NEXT PLANE

benspriv little chilly 🔜

masonspriv i never wouldve known if i hadnt opened this account

reecespriv me too mate

christiansprivme three

jackspriv me four

benspriv me five

yourpriv what

benspriv what

yourusername and benchilwell

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yourusername we’re getting him a human in a few months 🙈

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benchilwell babe i thought we already agreed what the caption will be

yourusername mines funnier

benchilwell 🙄

masonmount who thought that covering his eyes would be cute

yourusername mine. do you have any problem with that? 😀

masonmount i don’t maam, it’s a great idea, very very cute!

user this is the cutest announcement 😭

user as a fellow dog mummy, i approve of this post!

weratedogs 100/10 for being such a good boy and will be the goodest big brother!

user as a y/n fan since debut, i feel OLD (we’re the same age)

yourusername omg since debut album?!?!?! 😳 we have to meet like RIGHT NOW

user y/n went from writing how she’s stuck in the past, to loving herself and loving a new person 🥹 now she’s probably gonna write something about her baby ... just thinking about it rn makes me emotional

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england congratulations benchilwell and yourusername! 🤍

chelseafc shall we make a onesie for baby chilwell?

yourusername omg YES PLEASE

benchilwell 🤦🏻‍♂️

yourusername JUST IMAGINE HOW CUTE OUR BABY WILL BE ON THAT ONESIE

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benchilwell eleanor chilwell is here 🩷👨🏻‍🍼 you did good mama, i’m proud and grateful to you, yourusername. i love you both

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yourusername thank you dada, we love you too 🩷

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yourusername the happiest i’ve ever been 🩷 merci pour tout mon benji. je t'aime toi et eleanor de tout mon coeur. (thank you for everything, my benji. i love you and eleanor with all my heart)

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benchilwell 🩷🩷

user several chapters missed but i’m glad to see you so happy y/n 🥹

user i was surprised when they announced she was pregnant, bit i was more surprised to know that they’re married now 😭

user the hand placements of ben 😭

user i’m so alone yall

user AAA y/n 🥺

user literally went from being dog parents to real parents 🥺🩷

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yourusername darling, don’t you ever grow up... just stay this little. happy birthday my sweet eleanor🩷 mama (with the help of dada) wrote a song for you baby, me and dada loves you sooo much. never grow up out now ✨

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benchilwell growing up too fast, my ellie bear 🥲

user ellie bear... 😭 bens such a girl dad

user stopp im emo im not even a parent

user omg eleanor looks so cute!!

user milks expensive, im too young to be a mum

user my daily mantra every time i see ben or y/n post eleanor

user they have a little ballerina 🥺

user 4 years old already? 😭 time really flew by omg

yourusername i know right 🥺

user y/n and her happy ending 🥺 CURRENTLY TAKING A BATH WITH MY TOASTER RN

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chelseachilly · 18 days

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my priority

pairing: ben chilwell x reader warnings: none, just sickening fluff and reader taking care of ben while he's ill 🥹❤️‍🩹 word count: 1.6k

a/n: just a bit of fluff i wrote earlier this week when it was gross and rainy out here and i saw ben was out with a cold, wasn't gonna post it as i'm not sure i like it but felt like we could all use some cheering up after today's game 😔 hope ben is feeling better and back for everton!!

It’s a gloomy, dreary day - not uncommon for this time of year in London, but still doing little to lift your spirits as you get through the workday.

It’s bad enough that you have to get through a day of back-to-back meetings with hardly a moment to catch your breath, but you’re also counting down the seconds until you can leave and get home to your sick boyfriend.

It absolutely broke your heart leaving Ben this morning, on his third day of a terrible cold that’s completely taken him out of action. You made sure he took some medicine and had a bit to eat before you left, but you would’ve given anything to stay by his side. You managed to work from home and take care of him the past two days, but you knew that today it would be impossible with the in-person meetings you had to attend.

Although there’s still work to be done, you pack up your things and leave the moment the meetings are over, resigning yourself to the fact that you’ll have to do some more work tonight.

Aside from a quick stop to pick up Ben’s favourite chicken soup and some more cold medicine, you head straight home. You’re dripping with rain from the brief walk from the car to the front door, and you quickly take off your shoes and coat before heading into the kitchen to drop the supplies you picked up.

Before you go upstairs to get changed, you follow the sound of the TV quietly playing and poke your head in the living room. You breathe a small sigh of relief when you see Ben laying on the couch, his soft snores drowned out by the post-match commentary of the football game he fell asleep watching.

It takes everything in you to tear yourself away and go get out of your wet clothes, knowing it won’t do either of you any good if you join him on the couch in this state. You quickly run upstairs and take off all of your clothing, tossing it into the laundry bin before changing into some comfy pyjama pants and one of Ben’s softest t-shirts.

When you’re done, you make your way back down to the TV room and crouch in front of your sleeping boyfriend. He looks so peaceful that you almost don’t want to wake him, but you know he’s probably overdue to take some more medicine.

You gently card your fingers through his hair to wake him, smiling as his eyes flutter open and you’re greeted with the beautiful blue eyes that first captured your heart years ago. From the moment you met his piercing gaze, you knew you were in trouble, and the charming smile that followed sealed your fate.

Ben mumbles your name as he slowly rouses from his sleep, blinking as he takes in his surroundings.

“Hi, baby,” you say softly, continuing to stroke his hair the way he likes as he shuts his eyes in contentment. “How are you feeling? Any better than this morning?”

“Maybe a little better,” he says, his voice a bit hoarse. “I slept most of the day.”

“That’s good,” you murmur, cupping his face and brushing your thumb over the stubble that has appeared after a few days without him shaving. “Did you manage to eat anything else?”

“Mhm, I finished up the last of that chicken soup.”

“Good boy,” you smile, glad that he’s taken care of himself in your absence. “I got some more on my way home. Want me to go heat it up for you? You need to take more meds too.”

Ben nods, smiling sleepily as he leans into your hand and nuzzles his cheek against your palm.

“You’re the best,” he says. “After I eat can we cuddle and watch something together?”

Although you really should get some more work done tonight, you’re completely powerless against him when he’s so adorable and feeling so poorly.

“Of course, my love,” you say, leaning in to press a kiss to his forehead before reluctantly pulling away from him so you can go prepare dinner. “I’ll be right back.”

Ben groans slightly at the loss of contact, and your heart aches even though you’re just going to the next room and you’ll be back within minutes.

He’s been particularly clingy since he got back from the England camp. He was all over you from the moment he got home, demanding lots kisses to make up for all the days you were apart - which you were more than happy to give. He continued to be a bit more cuddly than normal over the first few days he was home, mostly because his knee was hurting after the knock he picked up against Belgium and he was obviously worried that it might be something serious.

As always, you sprung into nurse duty and made sure he got plenty of rest, and plenty of “healing cuddles” as he once called them in a drug-induced state after his knee surgery a couple years ago. You never let him live that name down, but you’ve also never failed to provide them when he’s injured or sick.

Now that he’s ill, the clinginess has been dialled up to a ten, which made it even more difficult to leave him alone all day.

You quickly heat up the soup for both of you and grab some fruit and other snacks for yourself, and for Ben if he’s feeling up to something else. You load everything onto a tray and bring it out to the living room, setting it down on the coffee table.

Ben forces himself into a seated position to eat, and you gently rub his upper back as he starts coughing. Once he’s recovered from the sudden coughing fit, you carefully help situate him with the warm bowl of soup atop a pillow on his lap. You also pass him a pill and a glass of water to wash it down.

“Thanks, babe,” Ben says with a small smile.

You both finish your dinner fairly quickly, and you’re glad that his appetite seems to be slowly returning. After you clean up the dishes, you return to the couch and settle into Ben’s side with well-practiced ease.

No matter how much stress you’re under at work or how many worries are plaguing your mind, there’s truly nothing that quiets the world like curling up in the arms of your boyfriend.

Tonight, when Ben is feeling so rotten and in need of comfort, he isn’t content with your usual cuddle position while watching TV, he wants to be as close to you as physically possible.

He gently nudges you so you lay down fully on your back. Knowing what he wants without any explanation, you open your arms so he can crawl into your embrace. He rests his head on your chest, his arm snaking around your waist and your legs tangling together.

He breathes out a sigh of contentment as you begin to stroke his hair again, lightly scratching his scalp with your fingers the way he likes. You’re grateful that he gave up on insisting you stay away to avoid getting sick within the first day of his illness, as you would hate to be sleeping in a separate room or sitting on opposite ends of the couch when he needs you the most. It seems to have been worth the risk, as you’re sure you would be showing some symptoms by now if you were going to catch it.

“Missed you today,” Ben murmurs, slipping his hand under your shirt to feel the soft skin of your lower back in the most innocent way possible, just wanting to feel you.

“I missed you too,” you say with a kiss to his forehead. “I’m sorry I had to go in today.”

“It’s okay, baby, not your fault that you’re so important and the company wouldn’t last a day without you,” he says, making you roll your eyes affectionately.

He’s always singing your praises, talking about how smart and successful you are to anyone who will listen. Your work isn’t nearly as exciting as his, but for every time you brag to your friends and family about a goal he scored or an international call-up, he’s just as quick to tell them about your latest promotion or a conference you spoke at.

“You’re my priority, though,” you remind him. “And I’m working from home for the rest of the week. My boss already approved it.”

“You don’t have to do that,” Ben says, though he kisses your neck in gratitude.

“I want to, I hated leaving you today,” you say, continuing to press kisses to his hair and any part of his face you can reach. “I’ll be here until you’re all better.”

Ben smiles against your skin. “I love you so much.”

“I love you so much too, Benji,” you say, squeezing him close to you.

You put on an episode of an old sitcom you both love and have seen a hundred times, knowing Ben will fall asleep shortly after the medication you gave him.

It’s not long before you can feel his breaths even out and you glance down to see your boyfriend fast asleep on top of you. You know that you should try to extricate yourself from his embrace and go do a bit of work, but the way he whines slightly and holds you tighter in his sleep when you try to do so makes you change your mind.

Your inbox can wait until the morning - for now, you just settle further into the couch and focus on the show you’re watching and the feeling of holding Ben in your arms. There’s nothing more important than this.

a/n: i hope you enjoyed, please leave a comment and let me know what you thought 🥰

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masonmountt19 · 1 year

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I LOVE YOU

Summary: Mason has been going out almost every weekend instead of hanging out with you so you confront him

Warnings: little angst, no happy ending

It was 4pm on a Friday afternoon when you arrived home from a long day of hard work. Mason had training that day but texted you saying he was going to visit his parents and will be home around 6pm. You decided to clean the house before making the dinner, you thought you could make Masons favourite dinner and watch a movie when he comes back as the both of yous haven't done that in a while.

Just a bit after 6pm Mason arrived home, you heard him drop his bag down by the front door which you hate but didn't mind it as he was probably tired from training. 'hey babe' Mason said before heading straight up the stairs which didn't give you a chance to say anything back. Weird you thought but you follow him up the stairs. 'Mase,where are you' you said, 'in the bedroom' he replied. You open the door and see him changing into nice clothes. 'Where are you going Mase?' , 'Me and the lads are going out to the club tonight, you can come if you want but none of their gfs are going' .

'When are you going to spend at least one weekend with me and not going out with the boys all the time Mase, I've just made your favourite dinner and then was thinking about watching a movie or something but no you decide to go spend your night with the boys instead of me, do you know how that makes me feel?, I feel so insecure seeing all those girls your with when I'm not with you Mase, I love you and right now it doesn't feel like you love me'. ' Y/n I'm so sorry you feel like that love, I didn't know you would feel like that and I should've known and I'm sorry and I do love you, but this is the last time I will go out with the lads without you,ok ?'. 'No Mase it isn't ok , if you walk out that door I will not be here when come back, I'm not having this anymore'. ' I'm sorry y/n but me and the lads have already decided that we will go out tonight, I promise I will make it up to you tomorrow and everyday '. 'You know what, do what you want to do, I don't care anymore, have fun Mase' you said walking out of your shared bedroom slamming the door. 'You know what, maybe I will ' Mason said to himself.

As you were eating your dinner on your phone you then heard Mason coming downstairs, grabbing his keys and slamming the front door. 'Bye then I guess, dickhead' you whispered to yourself. An hour later turns into 2 hours and soon enough it is 12am. You've had enough of this bullshit so you called Mason 10 times which he didn't pick up at all, you called all his other friends he's with loads of times and they didn't answer at all. As you are scrolling on Instagram you seena picture you had hope to never see on Ben Chilwells close friends story.

Tears had start to form in your eyes. 'I can't do this anymore' you said before running upstairs and packing everything you owned while leaving the hoodies and football shirts Mason had let you wear in his wardrobe. Walking downstairs you looked for a piece of paper to write a note for Mason.

Dear Mason, I did warn you about walking out that door, and what do you do? you walk out the door. I honestly can't do this anymore Mase, you are always training on the weekdays and when you have free time you spend it with your friends instead of me and your family, you are allowed to spend time with your friends but you never spend time with me anymore, I love you so much but right now I don't know anymore as you aren't showing me love anymore Mase, you know my past and right now it feels like deja vu. I'm sorry Mase but we should break up, its for the best.We could of sorted this out if you had listened to me earlier. Dont bothered trying to text or call me or my friends and family as this is all your fault.

From y/n.

You grabbed all your stuff, took your key for Masons house and left it by the note and walked out of the house, heading to Kai and Sophias house.

Masons Pov

I didn't realise it was 3am until I got home. I knew something was up when I didn't y/n car in the driveway and no lights were on and no curtains/blinds were closed. I walked through the door and into the kitchen when I saw a note on the counter. My stomach dropped when I read it.

From y/n.

'No she can't be serious, I can't belive I've fucked up, I love her, I really do' I said begging to cry

#mason mount x reader #masonmount #money mase #mason mount imagine

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football-and-fanfics · 1 year

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Mason Mount masterlist

These are all the imagines I have written for Mason Mount (links below the cut). Newly posted imagines for him will be added onto here a.s.a.p.

Last updated: 22 April 2024

Imagines posted in 2020: (💦= smut imagine)

Called into the manager's office

Falling asleep in front of the TV

Afraid to tell you about his feelings for you

Concussion

"You're trembling."

Swimming pool 💦

Coming home with an injury

Needing to be restrained by a teammate (with Ben Chilwell)

Imagines posted in 2021: (💦= smut imagine)

Inviting you onto the pitch after a big win

"Stop staring at me."

"You're shaking."

"It reminded me of you."

"Don't stop."💦

Break up

Struggling with long-distance relationship

"No excuses."

Girlfriend gets hurt by a fan

"Just kiss me already."

"Those pain meds knocked you out."

"You're in love with her."

Insecure about previous high profile relationship

"Did you get any sleep last night?"

Waking up to find him looking at you

"I'm fine."

"I'm getting you another ice pack."

"I don't think that's a good idea."

"I've seen the way you look at me."

"I don't care if they hear us." 💦

"If you want to talk, I'm here."

Moody

"Hey- relax. What's wrong?"

Feeling his breath on your skin

"You proved them all wrong."

"You? Faster than me? In your dreams!" (with Ben Chilwell)

Roommates (with Ben Chilwell)

Helping the other one off the pitch after an injury (with Declan Rice)

"Don't move."

"Now what would make you say that?"

"You're new."

Break up

"Someone's cranky this morning."

Refusing to be subbed off after picking up an injury

"It was just a dream."

Films you sleeping

"No, stop."

Quarantine (with Ben Chilwell)

Taking a nap together

"Sometimes I can't believe you're really mine."

Nosebleed

Protecting a teammate (with Declan Rice)

Lean on me

"When's the last time you slept properly?"

Imagines posted in 2022: (💦= smut imagine)

Photo prompt

"Why won't you just admit something is bothering you?"

Injured (with Declan Rice)

Missing matched due to illness

"You ramble and it's adorable."

"Sorry I woke you."

Feeling guilty over a mistake

Dealing with injury (with Kai Havertz)

Bad day

Hidden feelings

Concussed

Photo prompt (with Ben Chilwell)

"Is that all you've got?" 💦

Christmas proposal

Imagines posted in 2023

Stitches (The Medic)

Early morning

"I needed your smell to fall asleep."

Getting items thrown at them from the crowd

"That's bullshit."

Decorating the Christmas tree

Imagines posted in 2024:

Fever

Receiving hate (with Declan Rice)

"That's... quite some blood (The Medic)

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footballffbarbiex · 4 months

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player: Ben Chilwell words: 880 so slightly over request: Ben Chilwell - no pref - 500 - 750 words - My birthday is the 20th Dec, Chilly’s is 21st Dec, so shopping for birthday gifts in among the Christmas gifts, a night away to celebrate both birthdays in a cabin with a hot tub, snow, real fire, smut, before the madness of Christmas and the Christmas fixture list kicks off…

You hadn’t known what to expect when Ben said that he was taking you away as a mini birthday treat for you both and an early christmas present. You didn’t want to think how much was spent to secure this cabin, what with anything surrounding children’s school holidays and Christmas was an automatic price hiker after all. You hadn’t been sure what to think when he’d told you to pack for a “cabin in the woods”. Which is hardly surprising considering your first thought was “I’ve seen how this movie plays out before”.

Snow had already begun to fall before either of you had climbed from the car but seeing it fluttering down from the sky, between the branches and landing softly onto the building had made you grin from ear to ear. From the outside, it truly looked like a log cabin with its large logs stacked upon one another until it reached a thatched type roof, but once inside, you realise this was merely an aesthetic with most of the downstairs walling being exposed brick.

With a large AGA cooker taking pride of place in the kitchen area which overlooked the raised decking in the backyard and an impressive open fire with a small basket of logs on either side of the fire proudly holding a sign stating to be used if cold - each basket containing wood with a burn time of 3-8 hours, enabling you to pick the best log for your ideal burning duration.

Ben had dragged the suitcases from the car to the bedroom up the stairs which featured a much bigger window than you’d been expecting and already, you couldn’t wait to get snuggled up in there and look at the stars from beneath the covers. While he took care of that, you’d looked over the hamper in the kitchen. A handwritten card hoping that you enjoyed your stay and with it brought a selection of breakfast items, a bottle of wine and things for a light lunch including what smelt like a fresh baked loaf. Out on the decking beneath a quickly growing layer of snow, is what appears to be a hot tub.

Ben found you unpacking the final bag while you put away the food and drink that he’d purchased. So far, it felt as though there wasn’t anything that Ben hadn’t thought of for this trip and you had to hand it to him, this had clearly been something on his mind for a long time for him to have planned this so perfectly. But that’s exactly what this day has been so far - perfect.

The two of you spent the evening heating up the house and making sure the hot tub was all fired up and nice and hot ready for after the evening meal. The cabin emitted a beautiful warm glow which poured from the windows across the rapidly deepening snow as you’d cooked together. Something which you’d done many times before at home but here in this setting, it felt different - far more romantic if you dare state such a word for something as simple yet intimate as this. He looked at you in ways that made your heart feel as though it was on the verge of bursting. His kisses held promises of something else to come.

Pressing a towel to your hair, you make your way out of the bathroom and to the bedroom. Ben is already sprawled out over the mattress in only his boxers, one hand laid on his stomach while the other holds his phone as he scrolls through social media with a concentrating expression. Despite now only being dressed in a vest top and shorts, you didn’t feel the cold like you had earlier

“I still can’t believe how clear it is here,” you comment as you enter the room, the large window grabbing your attention as it has each time you’ve walked in here. Even with all the trees surrounding the cabin, the sky is still more exposed than in London. Stars are brighter here than you’ve ever seen in the city and already your camera roll is now filled with tens of photos ready to be uploaded to insta once you’re back. “The view is amazing. You couldn’t have picked a better place.”

“Mmm,” Ben nods, lowering his phone to look at you, “was just thinking the same thing about the view.” The look he gives can almost, almost, makes up for the corniness of the sentence. And if the look didn’t, then the swelling in his boxers did. You’d heard the saying “drinking them in” but only now do you fully understand the meaning of it. The way Ben takes in the sight of you is enough to feel wetness gathering where your thighs meet. Give it a bit longer and you’ll dampen your underwear and your nipples will strain against the shirt you wear.

“Something interesting got your attention?” you ask him as you fold up the towel nonchalantly and place it on top of the dresser. Ben leans over and reaches out, fingers skimming up your thigh until goosebumps leave a light trail where they’ve touched.

“Call it a work in progress,” he replies, gaze remaining where he touches as they climb higher up your leg.

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canirove · 6 months

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Broken Hearts Football Club | Chapter 6

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"We shouldn't be going out tonight, Leah."

"Why not? It's New Year's Eve!"

"Because we both are playing in two days. We should be resting."

"Don't be a party pooper, June. It'll be fun, you'll see."

"Yeah, we'll see" she sighed. "Where are you taking me?"

"To this new club the girls were talking about the other day. It apparently is very exclusive, you need an invitation to go in."

"And you got us one?"

"I did. Perks of being Leah Williamson and June Maxwell" she smiled. "Oh, shit."

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You look amazing, June. Like… wow. If you were into girls, I would definitely hit on you. I may actually hit on you even if you aren't."

"You're gonna make me blush, Miss Williamson" she smirked.

"You're welcome, Miss Maxwell" Leah replied with a matching smile. "And you know, we should take a photo together and post it, show the world how hot we look to welcome the new year."

"Do we really have to?" June said.

"Yes, come here."

━━━━━━❃━━━━━━

"Fucking hell, bro."

"Uh?"

"Look" Mason said, showing Ben his phone. "Can you imagine we cross paths with them tonight?"

"I hope not. I don't want to start the new year with June Maxwell around me."

"Not even when she looks this hot?"

"She looks ok" Ben said. But that was a lie. She looked stunning.

"Ok? Just ok? Chilly, she looks fucking hot. I know you don't like her, but you can't deny it."

"Meh" he shrugged.

"Well, unlike you, I'm not blind and I would not mind starting the new year with her around me. And on me. She is fire, bro."

"Mase, I don't care about Maxwell's sexual life. Besides, didn't she break your heart? Why do you want to sleep with her again?"

"Because one, she looks amazing, two, I haven't been with anyone in months and I'm horny as hell, and three, we already know what the other likes and how. It will be perfect."

"But you could have any of the other girls you've been with, you know? It doesn't have to be her."

"Jealous?" Mason asked, arching an eyebrow.

"Of course not!"

"Then why does it bother you if I sleep with her or not?"

"Because you two already have history and you are my best friend. I worry about you."

"Sure, Chilly. Sure" Mason laughed.

"Whatever" Ben replied, rolling his eyes. "Anyway, are we leaving or not? I'm sure it is gonna be packed since it is a new club."

"Yeah, yeah, we are leaving. But imagine that we actually see them..."

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"Three, two, one… Happy New Year!" everyone at the club screamed.

"Happy New Year, June!"

“Happy New Year, Leah!" she replied, hugging her friend. "But I need to go to the bathroom."

"What? Already?"

"I've been peeing myself since last year!"

"June!" Leah laughed.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself" she shrugged. "Wait for me here, ok? Don't go anywhere."

"What if I cross paths with the woman of my dreams?"

"I thought I was the woman of your dreams."

"And you are, love. Just not tonight."

"Ok" June chuckled. "Try not to disappear. There are so many people here…"

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"Hey, careful!" June said after someone pushed her.

"Watch where you are going, bitch."

"Excuse me?"

"Are you deaf or something… bitch."

"Say that again if you are brave enough."

"Bitch" the other girl grinned.

"You…" but June couldn't finish her sentence or do what she wanted to do, someone grabbing her by the waist and away from the girl who was insulting her.

"I knew you weren't the cleverest of them all, but getting into a fight in a club's bathroom? That's beneath you, Maxwell."

"Chilwell? What are you doing here?"

"Saving you from showing up at your next game with a black eye. You're welcome" he smiled.

"I didn't need saving, I had it all under control."

"Sure" he chuckled.

"I did" June replied, crossing her arms over her chest. That was when Ben finally dared to properly look at her. She had looked hot in the photo Mason had showed him, but it was nothing compared to how good she looked in person. When had June Maxwell gone from just a pretty girl to a bombshell? "Chilwell, stop checking me out."

"What?" he said, feeling his cheeks get warm. Thank God they were in a kind of dark corner and she couldn’t notice.

"You were checking me out."

"I was not."

"Yes, you were."

"Ok, what if I was, uh? What if I was checking you out, Maxwell?" he asked, taking a step closer towards her, the few drinks he had had suddenly making him feel very brave.

"That's…" But she wasn't able to find the right words. She was too distracted by the way Ben was looking at her, by how good he looked that night. His beard was a bit longer than usual, his curls completely free. Were they as soft as they looked? And his lips… Dear God, he had the most kissable lips she had ever seen.

"Now you are the one checking me out, Maxwell" he smirked.

"What?" she said with a nervous laugh.

"You are, June" he said, closing most of the space between them. "But I don't mind."

"You don't… Ben, are you drunk?"

"Intoxicated. By you" he said before kissing her, both of them feeling electricity run through their bodies when their lips touched.

"What the fuck, Chilwell!" she said, slapping him and taking a step back.

"I'm sorry, June. I'm so sorry. I don't know what happened, I just…" But he wasn't able to keep apologising, her arms wrapping around his neck and kissing him again.

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Single on the 25th.

credit to @mountsmason for the gif x This is an imagine based on this song here. ‘Single on the 25th’ by Lauren Spencer Smith. Ben Chilwell Word Count: 616 As you walked through the busy, very busy shopping centre on Christmas with what was a matter of days before the big man arrived. You instantly regretted it as soon as you walked in. Seeing happy couples kissing under the mistletoe, holding hands while walking through the snow. You wish you knew what that was like, you sighed as you watched on trying your best to avoid happy couples.

Luckily you were meeting Ben so he could do some very late Christmas gift shopping as always. You and him had been best friends for years and years, he had been there through everything and likewise with him. Seen his highs and lows, you were always so grateful for him. “Hey” you smiled as you wrapped him in the biggest cuddle. “Nice to see you, it has been ages. How is your injury?” you asked as you caught up with him. “It is going alright, getting there slowly. Anyway, how are you? Been ages since I have seen you pretty face” you blushed as Ben always knew how to make you smile even when you weren’t in the best of places. You had gotten out of an extremely messy break up only a matter of 7 months ago, it was awful but Ben was there to help you. “Maybe next year I won’t cry” you mumbled as you watched as there were so many couples walking around, holding hands while you were feeling as single as ever. “Aww baby, maybe next year” he replied as you headed off shopping and looking at all of the items that you wanted to buy for yourself, but stopping yourself. “Maybe it’s the time of year, and how it just brings up what I fear that I’m by myself. I guess it brings back memories of what happened seeing others happy. It is pretty stupid right?” you mumbled. “No it isn’t stupid at all babe, you are allowed to be angry and upset. It is normal” he tried his best to reassure you. “I’m by myself, wishing I had someone else. I hate it” you sighed again, you knew you were seriously bringing the mood down now but Ben understood that you hated Christmas. “I hate being single on the 25th, everyone has a baby now. They’re married or engaged somehow. I know that love, takes time. I just find it annoying. I don’t want to keep praying for the love you see in the movies. Maybe it’s just the time of year” you shrugged as you helped out Ben looking for some presents. “So what do you want for your mum?” you asked as he sniffed the candle. “Mm, I like this one. What do you think? Smell it” he smiled as he passed it to you. “Okay I like it, yeah get that one” you smiled as he put it into the basket. “So what is happening in your love life?” you asked Ben as you had seen so many rumoured girls in his life, despite being best friends for years you barely ever asked him about it. “Oh you know, not a lot ”he winked. “Don’t lie Benjamin. I have seen you and that girl you saw in Dubai” you laughed as you kept looking at the clothes. “Well you know, there isn’t too much happening” you laughed as he tried to hide his laughter. “Well I guess I am the only one single on the 25th” you smirked as you finished the shopping as Ben packed up. “Thank you for joining me, we need to see each other more. Miss ya” he laughed as he gave you a cuddle and kiss as you headed your separate ways. Taglist: @footballffbarbiex @percervall @odegaardsblues @football-and-fanfics

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Here I Am - Mason Mount Story

Song: Here I Am – Leona Lewis

Summary:

You work at Chelsea Football club. Your dream job and place to be. As a physiotherapist. On game days, you assist the other physios with helping to make sure that the boys are fit to carry on playing or during the week, you give them little check-ups. However, since you have been working there, your boyfriend Taylor (or whatever name you want), who doesn’t like when there are other guys around you, especially football players, wants you to quit your job. You’ve only been working at Chels for a year and a half. All the boys love you and treat you like family. What you really like about the boys is that you all joke about stuff. You have become extremely close with them all especially the England boys. Conor Gallagher, Raheem Sterling, Ben Chilwell, Ruben Loftus-Cheek, Reece James, and him, Mason Mount. You are unbelievably close to Mason Mount. You always have been. You see, you and Mase have known each other for quite some time. You met at Chelsea Football Academy, at the age of six but due to you and your parents moving all the time for work, you lost contact until now.

Start of Story:

You arrive your normal time, 8am sharp. You park in your designated spot, in the car park, right next to MM19. You notice that his spot was empty which meant he was running late and that is very unlike of him. You wait in the warmth of your car, because when Mase recognised you a year and a half ago, you both made a pact that if either one of you were late to work, you would wait for one another, the same goes at the end of the day. For example, if you’re not at reception and Mason is, he goes straight to the physio room as he knows where you will be at the end of the day. However, if it was the other way round you would have to find another player or G.P (Graham Potter) to fetch Mase out of the changing rooms or he would never come out but sometimes you would find him on the training pitch doing extra training. Fifteen minutes later, a white Mercedes arrive and parks up next to you. You turn your engine off, grab your bags and get out of your car. You look at Mason as he comes out his car ‟You’re late” you giggle ‟Sorry darling but my car wouldn’t start” he says giving you a hug and kiss on the cheek. Once he grabs his bags and locks the car, you both walk into the office and go get breakfast with the other boys.

*After work*

After a long day in the physio room and observing the boys train, you finally finish doing check-ups on some of the more senior players, you pack away the equipment. Whilst packing away there’s a knock on the door ‟come in!” you shout ‟hey, it’s me, you ready to go?” Mason says, popping his head round the door ‟yeah just coming” you say smiling at him as you put the last box of stuff in the cupboard and lock it up. You grab your bags from behind your desk and go out the room, locking the door to the physio room. You then walk to the car park with Mason, laughing and joking about stuff. ‟What are you doing tonight?” Mason asks ‟Taylor has a football match, and he wants me to go to it, but I’ve seen enough football today” you giggle ‟come to mine, I miss you. We haven’t spent any time together for so long. Dec is going to be there with Lauren, they miss you too.” Mason pleads with you ‟I’ll see what I can do” you say, giving your best friend a hug and then getting in your car. You call your boyfriend Taylor and tell him you can’t go to his football match. He gets angry but says ok anyways. You look at Mase, but his car is gone. You throw your phone in to your bag and go to Masons house. Once you arrive, the familiar white Mercedes is sitting in the driveway. You park behind it and go up to the window and bang on it. You see Mase jump, and he rolls down the window ‟you little b*tch” he says laughing ‟I’m going to get you for that” he says. He starts getting out of the car and as he is chasing you, you spot Lauren and Rice walking up the driveway ‟HELP ME” you scream, running behind them and hiding.

They both laugh and guard you from the crazy Chelsea player, that’s running towards the three of you ‟get back here you little sh*t” Mase shouts as Dec and Lauren move out the way. Mase grabs you and spins you around. You squeal and hold on tight. ‟you two are cute, stop!” Rice says. You blush and giggle nervously. ‟Y/n has a boyfriend Dec” Mase says with a little hurt in his voice.

You see, ever since you were little and met the boys at the Chelsea Academy, you, Mason and Declan have always had this joke about you and Mount would become an item one day but because of your parents moving around for work all the time when you were younger, you never got the chance to tell Mason how you really felt and because of that you found Taylor. Yes, he can be controlling sometimes but he was the right guy for you at that moment. Now that Mason is back in your life, all those feelings have come back. The only people that know about your feelings towards Mason are yourself, Lauren, Rice, Chilly, Reece and your parents. That’s why they spoilt you a lot when moving around. They knew it broke your heart but, in a way, it was a good thing to do because your feelings for Mason Mount, only grew stronger.

‟Y/n, you ok?” a voice says making you come out of your thoughts and see Dec standing there in front of you with a worried face ‟yeah, just thinking about when us three were in the Chelsea Academy where we first met. Where I first met…” you say smiling at him ‟the good old days” he says giving you a hug and kiss on the head. Ever since you were younger, you and dec have been like brother and sister. He protects you as best he can no matter what the situation is. You both then walk into Masons house and go to where him and Lauren are. You look at Mason and smile at him ‟you ok” he mouths to you; you nod your head and sit next to him on the sofa. You feel his arm go behind you and dangle around your neck ‟I’m going to get some stuff from the shop, do you want to come with me?” he whispers in your ear. You nod your head and get up of the sofa. ‟What do you guys want from the shop?” Mason asks Dec and Lauren ‟We've got to go. Dinner reservations.” Dec says. You knew that was a lie because Lauren gave you a look that signals that you and Mase should have some alone time. They both stand up and give you a hug. As soon as they leave, you tell Mason that you have to go home and with that you’re gone.

As soon as you arrive home, there are multiple cars in your driveway, and you can hear the music blaring from inside your house. That means your boyfriend clearly won his football match and is having a party. You turn the engine off and go into your house. You go to the kitchen and see that all the food in the fridge has been eaten by people you don’t know. You then wonder around the house and end up in the living room to see that your boyfriend Taylor was making out with a blonde girl. As soon as you see who it is, your blood boils and you pull the plug of the music ‟EVERYBODY OUT!” you scream and pull the blonde girl from your ‘boyfriend’ and push her outside, along with everyone else. You then shut the front door and there he was, standing there all drunk with lipstick on his face ‟baby I’m sorry. I missed you and you weren't at my game to celebrate with me” he says ‟get out! we are over!” you say and push him out the door, closing it in his face. ‟Baby come on, you love me” he screams on the other side of the door. You run upstairs to your room, opening the window and then start chucking his clothes out of it. Once all his clothes were gone, you grab the necklace that he gave you and threw that out the window.

An hour later, after finally ending things with Taylor, you’re sat in your bedroom, blaring out through the speaker Bleeding Love by Leona Lewis whilst crying your heart out. You pick up your phone and call HIM. ‟Can you come over?” you say on the phone.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. You run downstairs, opening the door and there he was, the man of your dreams with his back to you. He turns around and sees the tears rolling down your face ‟Oh Y/n” Mason says, pulling you in to his arms and stepping into your house. You cry into his shoulder, and he comforts you.

A few minutes pass and you’re now calm and Mase is cooking in the kitchen. You’re sitting on one the bar stools, watching him make a mess in your kitchen.‟Mason Mount you are making a mess in my house” you say and go over to where he is ‟oh well” he says shrugging his shoulders and laughing. You grab the bag of flour and pour it on his head ‟Oh you little. You better run misses” Mason says and grabs an egg. You giggle and start running around the island in your kitchen. You stop at one end as Mason is on the other side ‟you are lucky you’re my best friend” Mason says smiling and walking over to you with the egg still in his hand ‟however, that doesn’t mean you get away with this” he says and splats the egg right on top of your head. You laugh and then head upstairs to your bathroom and have a shower. After having a relaxing shower, with hair washing, you get dressed into a pair of Chelsea football shorts and one of Masons old hoodies. You then go downstairs, putting comfy socks on ‟Mase where are you?” you shout to your best friend ‟I’m in the living room” he shouts back. You go to where he is and smile at him ‟what do you want to do?” he asks as he turns his body to you ‟I don’t know, what do you want to do?” you reply ‟how about you pack a bag, and you can stay with me for a while. I’m sure that dickhead will need to come back and get the rest of his belongings, so whilst he does that, come, and stay with me at my house” Mason asks, looking into your eyes. ‟Are you sure?” you say. He nods his head ‟I want to protect you Y/n and I can’t do that unless you’re with me” he says and smiles. ‟Ugh fine I will come stay with you for a while. I’m sick of this house anyways” you say. And with that you run upstairs and pack a suitcase with all the essentials in it. You both then head to Masons house in his car.

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Authors Note:

Hey guys,

Thank you so much for getting to the end of the story. I really hope you enjoyed it. Please let me know what you think about this story. I am thinking of doing another part to this and turning it into a full on Wattpad kind of story but obviously keeping on here.

If anyone has any song suggestions for stories, please let me know.

Part 2 coming soon, if you guys like it,

But for now, writing Part 2, just in case,

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footballxixstars · 2 years

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One with chilly where you break up with him because the two of you haven’t had a lot of time together recently and he’s been stressed so not really been present in the relationship. Ben is really upset about the break up. And one night you are packing away your stuff and he confesses that he was gonna propose after the season and you are in shock and maybe regret breaking up at the first sign of weakness in the relationship . I’m not sure how the ending should be

Communication Is Key • Ben Chilwell

All you wanted was some time with your boyfriend, was that too much to ask? Apparently, it was though since you and Ben never seemed to have any time together recently. He was of course injured and had only just started training with the first team once again but because of all of the training that he had to do before to get to this point the two of you had hardly spent any time together. On top of this, he was stressed about the injury. What if he doesn’t play well when he comes back? What if he has lost his spot on the team? It was causing him a lot of stress which also led him to not really being present in the relationship which was then putting a strain upon it. One that you were not liking or enjoying, you weren’t enjoying being in this relationship anymore and if you weren’t enjoying it you couldn’t stay in it.

“I think we should break up,” were the words that tumbled out of your mouth that day when it all got a little too much for you. You couldn’t deal with this relationship if Ben wasn’t going to be present in it, it was killing you from the inside and you could no longer deal with it. When you noticed that Ben wasn’t going to say anything back you then went into the bedroom to finish packing your things. This was Ben’s home before you moved in so he should keep it and it makes sense for you to be the one to move out along with that you were the one who wanted to end the relationship.

Ben was heartbroken when he finally caught up and the shock had left him over what you had said and once it did he raced to the bedroom to talk to you he tried to explain himself to you but on that day you were too annoyed to even listen to him so you packed up your necessities and walked out of the door. As soon as you left Ben allowed himself to cry. He had messed this whole thing up and he wasn’t sure how to fix it.

Once he had stopped crying for a bit he managed to crawl over to his bedside drawer and open it up. Without looking he placed his hand in it and started to search around for this one thing, this one specific thing. His hand touched some kind of box so he wrapped his fingers around it and pulled it from the drawer of the bedside table. As soon as he saw it his eyes were drawn to the box. What was in the box was better than the actual box but the box did feel great. It was a dark blue velvet box and he had been debating whether or not to buy the thing inside for ages but he just decided to go for it one day. James pushed him to go and get it and guess what, he's never listening to him again. Opening it was the most perfect ring that he had ever laid eyes on and he knew that if you just stayed you would’ve loved it. It wasn’t this massive thing that would bring all the attention to whoever wore it, it’s pretty small but nonetheless gorgeous and he knows that you would’ve loved it more than anything. Sighing to himself he closed the box and put it back in the bedside drawer but not before crying over it again.

A few days later you came back to the house when you thought Ben would be at training to pick up your remaining stuff. When you got into the house though you saw a pale looking Ben Chilwell, whose eyes looked really red, he looked like he hadn’t slept in days, sitting at the island. You were shocked. That was an understatement but you just ignored him and went to the bedroom to pick up the rest of your things.

“Y/N wait, I should explain why I was so stressed and distant in our relationship you at least deserve some answers,” Ben sighed and you just stared at him waiting for him to speak. You, yourself didn’t want to speak knowing that your voice would break and then you would actually have a breakdown in front of him and you don’t want to do that. You have to stay strong and even though you have cried over the past few days, more than you ever thought possible, you have to stay strong here in front of Ben. Of course, he deserves a chance to explain himself so the least you can do is listen to what he has to say. You don’t have to forgive him or anything like that just listen as he attempts to explain himself to you and there is not a good enough excuse or explanation as to why he was distant in the relationship.

“I’m sorry that I was so distant from you. Yes, the stress of football and my injury was getting to me but that’s not the main reason I was being so distant. I was nervous. I had brought this and I was going to give it to you at the end of the season,” Ben explained pulling out a box with one of the most beautiful rings that you have ever seen inside of it and you felt your stomach drop at the thought of what could’ve happened if you just listened to him at that point or if you had talked to him earlier. Of course, your assumptions could be wrong like it was a couple of days ago but you were pretty sure that you were correct this time and Ben was about to let you know.

“I was going to propose. I know that it’s no excuse but I’m sorry for being so distant. I’ll leave you to pack now,” Ben said voice breaking at the end. By looking into his eyes you could tell that he didn’t want to leave or give up on your relationship however if that was what you wanted then he will let it be. Your face and stomach actually dropped at this and you felt terrible. You had broken up with Ben at one of the first signs of weakness in your relationship. Instead of talking like you always say you should do, you broke up with him. Communication is key in any kind of relationship and yet you didn’t do that which is more annoying than anything. The one thing you and Ben promised you would always do completely fell apart in front of your own eyes.

“Ben wait,” You said just as he got out of the bedroom door. He turned around and faced you not talking to you like you did a few days prior after you broke up with him. By him doing this though you knew that he was listening to you.

“I’m sorry,” You got out.

“I’m sorry for not talking to you about why you were distant and just breaking up with you. I should’ve communicated better,” You told him honestly and it felt better apologising to him and letting him know that you were in the wrong at least a little bit in the wrong. Of course, he wasn’t totally innocent, not in your eyes anyway, but still, he deserves an apology because you acted too quickly without giving him a chance. You were embarrassed at your reaction but it happened and you have to get over it. You apologised and there is not much more that you can do.

Neither of you knew what to do. You couldn’t go back to how it was before since that apparently didn’t work. At the first glance of a struggling relationship or one not smooth sailing you broke up with him and that’s not how it should be so obviously your relationship couldn’t go back to the way, it was before. On the other hand, the two of you didn’t want to break up. You know that you told him that you think that you should break up but it didn’t feel right and you still love Ben. Some change has to happen but neither of you knows what it was. Maybe you can work it out though. You have to work it out and you know that you will.

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chelseachilly · 11 months

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king of my heart - pt 13 (final)

and all at once, you are the one i have been waiting for king of my heart, body and soul and all at once, you're all i want, i’ll never let you go

pairing: reader x ben chilwell summary: it’s a year later, and ben has a special surprise in store for your birthday <3 warnings: just some suggestive content! word count: 3.3k

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a/n: we’ve reached the end! (how fitting that it’s chapter 13 if i have any taylor fans here!) i’ve loved writing this story so much and am so appreciative of all your lovely feedback. as some of you have asked, i definitely plan to write more ben fics and have some in the works already! but my inbox is always open so feel free to shoot me a request if you have something in mind and i’ll see what i can do :)

one year later...

The next year of your life, thankfully, is significantly less hectic and stressful than the one before it.

The Euros come to a close, and although the boys lose by one missed penalty kick yet again, there is a lot to be proud of. You know how frustrating it is for Ben to be so close to victory and watch it slip away, but you try to remind him that he went from being unable to walk to helping his country advance to a European final within months. It was an incredible feat, and you won’t let him forget that.

He’s back in the swing of the pre-season with Chelsea shortly after. As the season begins, you resume your routine of going to see him play at the Bridge, often with Charlotte or your brother Max tagging along.

You still worry like crazy whenever you see him lunge for the ball or watch him get fouled, but those fears do subside over time. He has an amazing season, often proving himself to be one of the best players on the pitch, and eventually the injury that plagued him for so many months feels like a distant memory.

You have your own triumphs at work, too - by spring, you’ve secured a major promotion with a significant raise. Ben rents out an entire rooftop bar to celebrate you, inviting your family and all of your friends. It’s completely over-the-top, but you love him for it.

There are challenges, too, of course.

Charlotte gets offered a fancy new job in New York that is too good an opportunity to pass up. You know she has to go, but it doesn’t make it hurt any less when the day comes that she has to pack up and move across the world.

She’s been your best friend as long as you can remember, and you’ve never lived apart from her. You can visit each other and FaceTime every day, but it won’t be the same.

She and Mason decide to call it quits rather than try long distance, and although it’s an amicable breakup, it’s hard to watch your little group fall apart.

“It will be okay,” Ben murmurs in your ear, hugging you close after you’ve just dropped Charlotte off at the airport. “I know you’ll miss her, but you guys will always be best friends.”

“I know,” you mumble against his chest, letting his warmth and the gentle motion of his hands rubbing your back soothe you as you fight back tears. “It just sucks right now.”

Ben nods and kisses your forehead, pulling back to cup your face.

“I know I can’t replace Charlotte, but we can go home right now and drink rosé and watch Sex and the City if it will make you feel better,” Ben offers.

You can’t help but smile at that - Ben always poked fun at you and Charlotte’s Thursday night routine, and it’s not exactly his cup of tea, but he would do anything to cheer you up right now.

“Thank you, babe.”

Another Premier League season comes to an end, and you and Ben are stronger than ever.

You’ve settled nicely into a domestic routine since you officially moved in over a year ago now. You decorate the house and start hosting dinner parties for your friends. It’s hard to imagine the certified bachelor Ben was when you met him being so into helping you make dinner or arranging flowers for the table, but you can tell how much he loves it (even if he’ll insist you did all the work when your guests arrive).

You‘ve grown particularly close with each other’s families, too. Ben’s sister Alex will come visit on weekends and you’ll take her shopping before going to one of Ben’s games or a concert or whatever else might be going on that weekend. Max comes up for a week to tour universities, and Ben goes with him to check out the campuses while you’re at work.

In early June, you face another milestone - your 25th birthday.

It’s a bittersweet day for you. On one hand, you’re thrilled that Ben is home and able to celebrate with you for the first time in your relationship. Football kept him away for the past 2 years, international training and then the Euros occupying him. You know he felt terrible about it, although you assured him a million times it wasn’t his fault, and he seems quite excited to be able to make it up to you this year.

On a much sadder note, you and your dad had made plans to go to Paris for your 25th birthday back when you were a little girl obsessed with the Madeline books. You didn’t have a ton of money growing up, but he had promised you that he would make it work, and it was incredibly painful for both of you when he got sick and you knew you would never make it to Paris together.

Although there’s a bit of a pang in your chest when you wake up the morning of your birthday, it does fade when you smell coffee and freshly baked pastries.

Your eyes flutter open to the sight of your shirtless boyfriend holding a breakfast tray, a wide smile on his face.

“Good morning, birthday girl,” Ben says, placing the tray next to you before leaning over to kiss you gently. “Happy birthday, baby.”

“Thank you,” you smile, making room for him to sit next to you and admiring the array of pastries and fresh fruits he’s laid out for you. “This looks amazing, Ben.”

“You ain’t seen nothing yet, babe,” Ben grins, pecking your cheek. “I have two years of birthdays to make up for, remember?”

You laugh and roll your eyes affectionately as you take a big bite.

“In that case, what have you got planned for me?” you ask inquisitively with a mouthful of croissant, making Ben chuckle.

He reaches into his bedside table drawer and pulls out a small rectangular jewelry box that looks about the right size for a bracelet.

“Oh, you’re on fire this morning, Chilly,” you joke as you accept the box from him.

“Just open it,” he encourages you, suddenly looking a bit nervous.

With a raised eyebrow, you open the box, which does not contain a bracelet, but rather a miniature figure of the Eiffel Tower.

Your heart clenches in your chest. You had told Ben about your plan with your dad a couple years ago, when you first started dating, but you never expected him to remember.

“Ben…” you begin to say, your eyes welling with tears.

“We don’t have to go, it’s completely up to you,” Ben says quickly, placing his hand on your arm. “I know it was your plan with your dad, so if it’s too much, I completely understand. We can go anywhere else in the world, or we can stay here. Whatever you want.”

You shake your head, grabbing his hand and looking up at him as you wipe your tears with your other hand.

“No, babe, it’s perfect,” you say, voice thick with emotion. “I just can’t believe you remembered.”

“Of course I did,” Ben says softly, running a hand through your hair. “I know it won’t be the same, but you deserve the birthday you always dreamt of.”

Tears are fully streaming down your face now, but they’re not tears of sadness. They’re tears of joy that you found a man you know your dad would’ve loved, a man who consistently blows you away with how much you love him.

“You’re amazing,” you breathe, pulling him into a tight hug and burying your face in his neck as he continues to stroke your hair. “I love you so much, Ben, thank you.”

“You’re welcome, baby,” he murmurs into your hair. “Any more special requests before we leave? The flight’s in three hours, but it’s private, so we have some time.”

You’ll chastise him for spending so much money on you later, but for now you just pull back and nod with a smile on your face.

“Well, I obviously have to pack,” you say, “but first, I had another birthday present in mind. One I think you’ll be happy to give.”

Ben grins, making quick work of discarding your breakfast tray and even faster work of discarding your sweatpants.

It’s a very good birthday present.

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Your first night in Paris is a dream.

You go straight from the jet to the room Ben booked for you at the Four Seasons, with your own private terrace looking out at the Eiffel Tower. There’s a bottle of champagne and most beautiful bouquet of white roses you’ve ever seen waiting for you upon arrival.

You quickly freshen up and get ready to go for dinner, putting on the red dress that’s been sitting in your closet for months, waiting for an occasion like this.

“You look incredible,” Ben breathes, staring at you in awe as he walks out of the bathroom and sees you putting the finishing touches on your makeup.

You stand up and turn to check him out as well. Ben always dresses fairly fashionably, and you love him in baggy shorts and a t-shirt just as much as anything else, but the suit he’s brought for your fancy dinner tonight is making him look particularly irresistible.

“Damn, you’re not so bad yourself,” you tease, meeting him halfway for a kiss.

You wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him languidly as his hands find your waist and tug you closer. You don’t know if it’s the Parisian air or the glass of champagne you just downed, but you feel incredibly intoxicated by your charming boyfriend right now. Some combination of his warm hands on your waist, the scent of his aftershave and the way he looks totally irresistible right now is making it a challenge not to tear that suit right off of him.

However, you know he went out of his way to get you a reservation at one of the best restaurants in Paris, so you restrain yourself. That can wait until after dinner.

“Let me take a few pics of you before we go,” Ben mumbles, his low voice near your ear spurring you on even more.

You oblige, posing on your balcony in front of the incredible views and then taking a few photos with the beautiful bouquet of flowers he got you.

“So beautiful,” Ben murmurs under his breath as he snaps your picture about a dozen times more than necessary.

“Enough with the paparazzi, let’s go,” you joke, grabbing him by the hand and leading him toward the door.

The car is already waiting for you downstairs to take you to dinner, and Ben’s hand immediately finds your thigh as you get settled in the back of the black SUV.

“Hey, babe,” you murmur, covering his hand with yours and looking at him. “Thank you so much for this. It’s seriously the best birthday of my life. Not just because we’re in Paris and you’re spoiling me like crazy, but because I get to spend it with you.”

Ben’s eyes are flooded with emotion, and it’s clear that your words struck a chord with him. He looks like he might cry when he grabs your hand tightly.

“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself, darling,” he says softly, a twinkle in his eye. “We’re just getting started, though. I have more surprises in store this weekend, believe it or not.”

You have no idea how he could top all of this, but you also know he loves a challenge.

“Is that so?” you say with a quirked eyebrow, shifting closer to him so you can kiss him.

Ben grins, his hand sliding around your waist, and deepens the kiss as you zoom past all the city lights.

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benchilwell 25 years ago today, my favourite person in the world was born. Happy birthday to the girl of my dreams, my rock, and my best friend. You make my life better every day. I love you like crazy ❤️

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yourusername Another trip around the sun!! Thanks everyone for all the birthday wishes and massive thank you to @benchilwell for making it so special. I’m a lucky girl 💕

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charlottewright so glad you had a great bday, can’t wait to hear all about the trip!!! xx

declanrice HBD from me and the fam! Have a nice time in Paris 😊

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madders Oh and happy birthday once again Y/N!!! Miss ya!

The next two days are a haze of romance, sex, laughter, and pure, unadulterated joy.

After your birthday dinner, which was the most incredible meal you’ve ever had, you went straight back to your hotel and didn’t leave until afternoon the next day, tangled in the sheets with Ben for hours on end.

Afterward, you spend your time taking long walks around Montmartre, drinking amazing wine, and soaking up the atmosphere of the city. You recognize so many places from you and your dad’s many internet browsing sessions, and Ben goes to great lengths to ensure you get to do everything on your list.

He asks you while you’re having lunch at Cafe de Flore on your last full day if it’s hard to be here without your dad, and while it’s certainly bittersweet, you don’t feel sadness.

You still miss your dad, of course, but your relationship with Ben over the past two and a half years has helped you process your grief in much healthier ways. You feel lighter now than you have since he first got sick all those years ago.

Your last evening before returning to London tomorrow so Ben can head out to the England training camp comes around far too quickly for your liking.

As yet another surprise in a long string of them since you woke up the morning of your birthday, Ben books you a private boat tour on the Seine so you can take in the city from a new perspective.

As you’re standing at the front of the boat, looking out at the magnificent architecture and the sunset over the skyline, you truly couldn’t feel more relaxed.

Then Ben’s arms wrap around you from behind, and you realize you were wrong - this is true peace.

You lean back into him, grabbing one of his hands that’s resting on your stomach.

“It’s so beautiful,” you say, “I never want to leave.”

“I know,” Ben sighs. “I wish we didn’t have to go home tomorrow.”

“Me too, especially because it means you’re leaving me again,” you pout, turning slightly in his arms to press a kiss to his jaw.

Although you’re certainly used to Ben being away, whether it’s for a training camp or a game out of the country, it doesn’t really get an easier. You have a hard time sleeping when he isn’t home, and your anxiety that something will happen to him during the game only triples when you can’t be there in person, probably as a result of your not being there when he tore his ACL in Brighton.

It’s a small price to pay for a life with him, but you still complain about it.

“You know I would stay home with you all the time if I could,” Ben murmurs against your cheek. “Although you would probably get sick of me.”

“Not possible,” you sigh in response, unable to conjure a witty joke about how you like having the house to yourself right now.

Standing here in the most romantic place on earth, wrapped in his embrace, you’ve never been more in love with him.

“I’m gonna get us some more champagne, you want some?” Ben asks you after a moment, and you notice he’s gone a bit tense before he lets you go.

“Sure, babe,” you reply, watching him walk across the boat before you turn back to continue admiring the sunset.

As the lights on the Eiffel Tower begin to twinkle, signifying the start of the hour, you can’t help but swoon in delight. You’re certain life can’t get any better than this.

And then you turn back to see if Ben is on his way with the champagne, and you’re immediately proven wrong.

Your boyfriend is there before you on one knee, holding an open box with a sparkly ring inside, staring up at you with stars in his eyes.

“Oh my god,” you breathe, nearly losing your balance as your hand covers your mouth. “Ben…”

“Y/N Y/L/N, I love you more than anything in the world,” Ben begins, making your heart beat faster. “You changed my life in so many ways. Before we met, all I cared about was football. And then I stumbled upon the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my mate’s backyard at a party I didn’t even want to go to, and my world turned upside down.”

You feel tears begin to stream down your face as you remember that first night in Mason’s backyard, the instant connection that formed between you and Ben as you hid from the rest of the partygoers.

“I fell for you harder than I knew was possible. You made me feel so alive, you made me remember why I loved football in the first place. You’ve been there for me through every good day and every bad day, every win and loss. You got me through the hardest year of my life, giving me nothing but love and support even when I didn’t deserve it.”

Ben is crying at this point, too, his eyes full of tears as he continues to hold your gaze.

“I’ll never deserve you, Y/N, but I would love to spend the rest of my life trying. I want forever with you.”

You’re already nodding your head, unable to form words, before he can ask the question he’s building up to.

“Y/N Y/L/N, will you marry me?”

“Yes,” you manage to choke out between small sobs, nodding your head. “Yes, Ben, of course I’ll marry you!”

Ben’s eyes light up with joy, his obvious nerves dissipating. You don’t know why he was so nervous, as this is pretty much the easiest decision you’ve ever made. He jumps to his feet and strides toward you, and you immediately fling your arms around him and hug him tightly.

“I love you so much,” you sob into his shoulder, feeling him squeeze you even tighter.

“I love you too, sweetheart,” Ben mumbles into your hair, rocking you back and forth in his embrace.

He eventually pulls back to slide the ring he picked out on your finger, and you glance down and admire it. It’s a beautiful diamond, but not overly extravagant, matching your taste perfectly.

“It’s beautiful, Ben.”

“Charlotte helped me pick it out,” he admits, still holding your hand in his.

“You told Charlotte you were going to propose?”

“Yeah, I believe her exact words were ‘about time’,” Ben chuckles. “I also told my mum and asked your mum and Max for their blessing, so I reckon it would’ve been fairly embarrassing if you’d have said no.”

“I’m sure they all knew I would say yes,” you smile, grabbing his face and planting a long, passionate kiss on his lips.

Ben kisses you back with the same intensity, gripping the material of your dress in his hands as he pecks at your lips, then your cheeks and neck.

“I love you so much,” Ben says again, tears still leaking from his eyes as he cups your face. “Thank you for making me the happiest man alive.”

You feel incredibly content and filled to the brim with excitement about what the future holds as you look up into the beautiful blue eyes that stole your heart in the first place.

“I can’t wait to marry you, Ben Chilwell.”

Ben leans in and kisses you once more - a kiss filled with a million promises.

“I can’t wait to marry you either, my love.”

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