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spotofimagines · 2 years

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Moments Alone ~ Mason Mount

A/N: I was looking through my drafts and found this sitting there finished. The Women’s EURO has been hectic so here’s a nice calm domestic fic with Mason to bring the tempo down. Enjoy :)

Warnings: none - reader’s gender is not specified

Summary: You’re both up early in the morning, but sometimes that is the most golden time to be awake.

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It’s Monday morning, so that means one thing: you’re tired.

You are stood in the kitchen resting back against the corner of the counter and Mason is stood facing the counter beside you. The kettle sits boiling in front of him and both his hands lay on the marble as he looks out the window to spy on people outside, particularly captivated by one man and his dog.

His left-hand drummed a random tune with his fingers whilst his right-hand lay palm up. You're preoccupied scrolling through Instagram as your right hand draws gentle lines on Mason’s skin. Your fingers trace up and down on his palm, venturing to his forearm every now and then, even going all the way up to his bare shoulder a couple times then back down to where you started. It was soft and slow and second nature to you.

As your fingers ran over his wrist and back to his palm again, he looked down from the window and watched you move against his skin. He took a deep breath and sighed out, still tired from the sleep he'd not long woken up from.

His fingers stopped their light drumming as yours circled his palm slowly, clearly not concentrating on the movement as much as he was by the way the speed and direction kept changing. The feeling of you against his warm skin always sent butterflies to his stomach and it was the same this morning, his heart struggling a little more to keep up the longer you went on and the further up his arm you travelled. It didn’t matter whether you did it here in the kitchen, lounging on the couch, trying to sleep cuddled in bed, waiting in an elevator - it always calmed him and made him feel fuzzy at the same time. Because it was you. The feeling was you. And he loved it to bits.

Your hand moved to lay flat on his and he heard you start typing something on your phone, now completely captured by what was on your screen. Mason just smiled, small and sleepy, probably not even realising he was doing it, but it wasn’t for anyone to see.

Even when you weren’t concentrating, your hand found its place in his like a puzzle piece. How it was meant to be. Your palm flat against his and your fingers hanging off the edge to lay on the counter.

Mason just squeezed his fingers around your hand, rubbing his thumb along your skin a few times as he ran his other hand through his hair.

He was starting to wake up now, slowly but surely.

You kept typing, a less steady pace than normal since you only had one hand, but you squeezed back against where your body joined him. He was sending you that silent message, one full of love and appreciation, thanks and gratefulness to be with you. You didn’t even need to be awake to send it back to him straight away.

When the kettle clicked, it took a moment for Mason to take his hand from yours. He didn’t want to leave that space, he wanted to keep your warmth and love and the feeling of you touching him for as long as possible. But he also desperately needed this cup of tea.

Reluctantly slow, his hand slipped from yours to grab the kettle and pour the water into the two mugs. Except the feeling of you didn’t leave him. Your hand went up his arm and landed on his shoulder, rubbing your thumb on the back of it absent-mindedly for a moment.

As the kettle went back down, your phone joined it, switched off and forgotten. You trailed your hand down his bare back before pushing yourself up to stand behind him, your arms circling his waist. You felt Mason hum in content as you lay your head between his shoulder blades.

He was warm and relaxing, and as your hand lay against his toned stomach, you could feel yourself melting into him piece by piece. You closed your eyes, still tired yourself from the late hour you stayed up with him last night. It wouldn’t take much for you to fall asleep again right now, pressed against Mason in the quiet room, feeling his breath make his torso rise and fall in rhythmic beats.

He was mixing your drinks whilst your hands kept moving just a little bit against his front, one part out of habit, one part out of comfort, and one part out of keeping yourself grounded and awake.

When Mason had the teabags out, he picked his mug up and turned his attention back to the window. The woman and her kids across the road were getting into the car for school now, and he smiled at the youngest boy bouncing around on the drive. His empty hand found itself on your forearm now, rubbing up and down in slow soft movements. One day, he thought to himself. One day.

He took a sip of his tea and hummed after it went down his throat, relishing the first boost of life for the day. One more sip, then he put the mug back down and started to turn his body around, his left arm going up and over your head to go behind your back. Your arms loosened but didn’t move from him as you raised your head from his body.

As soon as he was fully facing you, he had you wrapped up in both arms and pulled as close to him as possible. You smiled widely and dropped your head to his chest as you tightened your own arms again. He kissed your hair and lay his head on top of yours before squeezing you a little tighter. He closed his eyes and smiled at the sound of your quiet giggle. The hum of comfort couldn’t help but leave his chest before he let his thoughts turn into words.

"I love you, you know," he whispered as you both started to sway on the spot a little, "So much. Just love you so much." His hand was moving up and down your back slowly whilst the other wrapped firmly around your waist.

You grinned and rubbed your thumb against the skin of his lower back. "You only tell me that every day." You muttered jokingly.

Mason nodded against your head, his eyes still closed in peace. "I know, its 'cause I mean it." He mumbled and pressed a kiss on your head again. "Never loved anything like I love you."

It was something he'd told you countless times, something you had trouble believing could be felt about you, but when he said it, and kept saying it like that, how could you ever doubt him?

"I love you too, Mase." You replied quietly, sincerity dripping off your lips, "more love than stars in the sky for you, honey."

His chest rumbled from the low chuckle he gave at your words. The words you'd first said to him at 2am, drunk outside a kebab shop, waiting for a taxi to take you both home from a night out. But words that never lost their meaning to this day.

Moving your head back, you looked up at him, seeing his tired eyes open and shine down at you. He’s far too sleepy to pretend he's feeling anything other than pure adoration for you right now.

You plant your feet on the floor to stop your swaying and lean up to share the sweetest kiss, low effort in the early morning but high emotions fuelling it. Not the craziest kiss, nor most passionate kiss you’d shared; it didn’t need to be. It was just as perfect as the others as it was.

You lift your hand to his jaw and peck his lips a few more times afterwards, smiling at his closed eyes and dazed look when you stop. You rub your thumb on his cheek and he just keeps his eyes closed, perfectly content to stay exactly where he is. Your hand snakes round and squeezes the back of his neck gently.

"I think we'll be having an early night today, hm?" You uttered, smirking at him when his head dropped onto your shoulder and his arms wrapped tightly around you once more, sneakily letting a hand fall on your bum. Ruffling his hair with a laugh, you let your other hand work its way down to the waistband of his sweatpants at his side, poking your thumb under it and snapping it against his skin. He jolted and groaned at the temporary sharp pain while you took advantage of his arms loosening and pushed his shoulders away from you.

Mason’s hand grabbed your hips before they could leave him properly and he tried his best to frown at you before a smile started creeping back. You shrugged your shoulders with a smirk and joked, "I've got a cup of tea that’s getting cold."

He shook his head at you with a growing cheeky smile as you stepped to grab your mug and your phone. His hand was glued to your lower back whilst you moved. When Mason turned to grab his mug and you kept moving away from him, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of your pyjamas this time, pulling you back a little to stop you from leaving his reach.

You giggled as you tried not to spill any tea on the floor from the sudden movement, waiting for Mason to start moving with you. You faked a glare at him over your shoulder a second later for almost causing the spillage, to which he shrugged and hid his grin behind his mug, snaking his hand to your hip as he started plodding his steps behind yours into the living room.

#mason mount #mason mount imagine #mason mount x reader #football #football imagine #oneshot #my fic #my og post

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disneyprincemuke · 1 month

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While macky have that break she should go on a self discovery journey! ( pushing my mason mount x rocky agenda) muhahahahahahahhahahahahahahahh. I feel like they’d be such a funny couple though, but og macky is the best

i feel like i gotta know more about mason mount bro can u dump him on me rn pls

#disneyprincemuke asks #dpm x anon #disneyprincemuke vr #dpm vr asks #dpm vr: rocky(et) ships

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mrsmount16 · 3 years

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heyyy please could u do one where he’s really soft to you in front of his or your fam and they think it’s really cute

Hey lovely, ofc I can. Sorry this has taken SO long, I honestly was so ill and had a huge migraine for at least 4 days straight. I'm feeling lots better now though and I'm getting through the responses :).

Warnings: None

Going on holiday with yours and Masons family was something that happened every year now. You'd been together for 4 years and three times you have been on a big family holiday and you was already speaking about the next. You loved spending time with all your families together, and it helped that they all got on well.

It was beach day today, so all the adults claimed their sun lounges and all the kids had their inflatables and ran off to jump in the sea and build sandcastles in the hot sun.

You and Mason were on a sun lounge, you between his legs with your back pressed against his chest. Chatting about anything and laughing about everything.

"You guys are so good together still after theses four years." His mother said looking over at you two.

"Isn't everyone like this if they're in a couple? Its normal mom." He chuckled.

"Yeah but, you know, you guys are together all the time, it's nothing bad I find it adorable that you love each other so much and it really shows."

You smiled and looked back at Mason, leaving a small peck on his lips.

"Yeah, I try to show how much I love him all the time. It's not easy when he's always away." You stated, looking at his mom.

"Yeah, I bet. Makes it all the more sweeter when he returns after a while though."

"Oh definitely. Even though I always miss him like mad."

Mason chuckled behind you.

"Whats funny?" You turned to look at him.

"You miss me and admit it." He smiled.

"Shh. I'm going to swim." You got up.

"Race you there." He jumped up and started to run backwards towards the sea "Come on slow coach."

You huffed and turned to his mom, shaking your head and laughing, grabbing a float and starting to walk towards him.

"I'm so happy that they stuck together." His mom stated to yours.

"Yeah, ever since he's been in her life she honestly has never been as happy."

"I agree, they were definitely made for each other."

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footballxposts · 3 years

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The Rest Of Our Lives - Mason Mount Series🦋 (Chapter Four) Home

Warnings: fluffy af sorry if u cry

Recommended listening: Anyone by Justin Bieber (Slowed).

Quick A/N: SMUT NEXT CHAPTER I PROMISE!

Taglist: @storyofavengers @football-rambles

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Standing waiting for our Uber to arrive, Mason had wrapped his jacket around me to keep me warm, along with his muscular arms; his touch one that I had missed so much. It seemed wrong to be so close with him again, but yet so right at the same time. It’s funny isn’t it? How your brain can convince you one thing; but your heart is certain about another. Realistically, I didn’t want to be attached to him again too quickly, given what had happened before. But in that moment, it just felt like being with him was where I belonged.

The ride to Mason’s house was a quiet enough one. But a comfortable quiet, almost dare I say, perfect. The dark streets were only illuminated by a few street lamps, offering me a glimpse of his precious eyes every so often. As I gazed out the window of the taxi, I felt a nudge just above my elbow. Now looking back at him, he was offering a small smile suggesting for me to come close to him. As I did, I rested my head against his shoulder, his head resting against mine with his left arm now around me. For a brief moment, I closed my eyes and almost forgot about the past. Mason Tony Mount was all I would ever want for the rest of my life. Famous or not. Professional footballer or not. Money or not. And currently, it felt like he was mine again. But zoning back into reality, I began to question how long this peace and affection would last for. It was so bitter-sweet, knowing that I had him back for a while, but he might not stick around, leaving me heartbroken all over again.

I watched as he intertwined his fingers with my own, gently rubbing my thumb with his. I tried not to let any tears fall from my now welled up eyes, but still sniffled quietly. Knowing my heart was still so conflicted, Mase brought his left hand up to my head and pulled me in further so he could kiss the top of it. Looking out the window I had been looking at, his lips remained in this position until it was time to get out once we had reached our destination.

After parting ways with the black cab, Mason and I were now standing at the front door of his massive, expensive house. The empty pit feeling in my stomach had resurfaced. This was how he lived now? I mean, I knew he did, but seeing it with my own eyes was so overwhelming. I just couldn’t imagine my childhood best friend, the little boy down the road who was always jokingly hitting me with his football because he liked me, having this lifestyle. How would anyone remain humble let alone the most humble man I had ever met? It baffled me.

Unlocking the door with his key and flicking the light switch nearest on the wall, he motioned for me to step inside, as I clutched his jacket against me. I gawped as I viewed the inside of his home. The most amazing marbled staircase was the first thing to catch my eye, after that a crystal chandelier and beautifully intricate wallpaper leading to high ceilings. It looked like something out of a movie. Everything so elegant and fascinating. But how was this all his? Of course it made me unbelievably proud seeing him do so well from a career of doing what he loved, but it also made me extremely emotional. This wasn’t the Mason I knew six years ago, let alone before that. Once he had closed the door behind him, he came to my side and saw my face in shock.

“Mase I-.. I don’t know what to say..” I commented, still examining the front lobby. It almost reminded me of a hotel.

“Soph, I know this is probably a lot for you. Believe me it was a lot for me too. But please don’t feel intimidated by all of this. I’m still the same person.” He voiced in a soft tone.

Turning my head to look at him again, I questioned his statement. “Are you though Mase? I mean I don’t think I would be if this was how I was living, never-mind you..” my voice trembled as I lightly shrugged before warm liquid started spilling down my cheeks from my eyes. “Like, they say money and fame doesn’t change a person but.. this? This is crazy, how could it not?..” Bowing his head to look at his feet, he sighed and closed his eyes. There was a minute or two of utter silence, until he finally broke it. “Come on.” He whispered, nodding his head towards the stairs “I want to show you something.”

Following him up the stairs to the second level of his home, we made our way into his bedroom. Now inside, I sat on the edge off his bed, as he went to the locker the other side of it. He had grabbed something and came back around to meet me, now placing himself beside me. The expression on his face was blank and impassive. Taking my hand and extending it out towards him, he put his own above it.

“Close your eyes Soph.” he mumbled. I did as I had been told, and shut my eyes, now only seeing colourful swirls in darkness. I took a deep breathe as he placed what was in his grasp into mine, my face still puffy and red from crying.

“Okay open.” He said nervously. I gazed at his eyes before looking down at the contents of my palm. My heart dropped. Now in my hold was the handmade bracelet I had made him when I was nine years old, the beads in the centre spelling out the word ‘Mase’ with the number ‘10’, the date of his birthday and the first number he ever wore for England in 2015. He still had it after all this time. Bringing my hand up to my mouth, my eyes met his again. I was lost for words. Tears were now spilling fully down both of faces.

“I lost you in the past Sophie, through no ones fault but my own. But even though I didn’t still have you physically, keeping that with me throughout the years made it feel like I still had a part of you no matter where in the world I went. You were my piece of home. This reminder of you, it’s what’s kept me humble and constant.” He sniffled.

“Why did you lose me Mase?” I asked, realising it was now or never he told me the truth. He looked up at the ceiling and bit his tongue before he eventually started to explain. I felt sick. But I needed to know.

“Look I never ever meant to hurt you Soph. I promise you. I just.. I didn’t tell you I was leaving because honestly I didn’t know how to. And I know you’re going to say ‘don’t be stupid’ or whatever but it’s the truth. I was scared, disappointed and heartbroken myself. Saying goodbye wasn’t just something I didn’t know how to do, it was something I didn’t want to do, so I didn’t. I just left. That doesn’t mean I didn’t love you, I did, more than you will ever know. But ultimately I knew if I told you, you would have wanted to come with me. And I couldn’t be selfish and take you away from your life here. From Uni, from your family. I refused to. I didn’t know how long I was going to be gone for either, so I couldn’t have you still waiting around for me. I only wanted the best for you. To get on with your own new chapter.” he blurted out. “Listen Soph, remember that old movie with Simon Pegg we used to love, y’know ‘Run Fatboy Run’?”

Nodding, he continued. “Well, there’s a quote from it that’s stuck with me to this day, from the bit where Dennis tells his ex-fiancé the reason he left her at the alter. It’s something like ‘I just thought spoiling your day was better than ruining your life”. And I know it’s a different circumstance, but the principle is the same. That’s exactly how I felt Sophie. I didn’t want to ruin your life by having you put it on hold for mine. For my career.” He cried.

“You still could say goodbye Mase.. you were still my best friend.. and what about telling everyone I broke up with you?..” I trailed off, my heart in the same broken pieces it had been the day he left all those years ago.

“I know, I should have said it. But how do you go back to having a friendship with someone you’re in love with? Talking to them everyday from the other side of ocean knowing that the only place you want to be is with them, having them in your arms and kissing them? And what if you moved on? I thought it would have killed me more to see you with somebody else knowing it should be me than to not have you in my life at all. But I realise now that that was the biggest mistake I ever could have made. As for telling everyone you broke up with me, I just didn’t want to seem like the dickhead. But I still ended up feeling like one so..”

I placed my attention on fingers, now fumbling around with the piece of childish jewellery in them. Sighing, I replied. “Yeah well, you should have known I was never going to move on Mase. You are the only one I’ve ever loved, and I think maybe the one one I’m ever going to love in the future..” I sobbed.

Placing a finger of his own under my chin and lifting it up to meet him, he gazed into my eyes, both of us just as lonely without the other.

“Sophie Elizabeth Fraser, you are the only I’m ever going to love. If it’s not you, it’s not anyone.” he glanced down at my lips then back up at me.

“Then why didn’t you contact me sooner Mase? Six years of both of us still loving each other that we could have spent together. We let them pass us by just like that.”

“Because you looked happier without me and even if you weren’t, I still thought you’d never ever forgive me.” he responded. “Look Soph, I’ve made a lot of mistakes so far in my lifetime but loving you has never been and never will be one of them. Without you, there’s always going to be a part of me missing, and I never ever want to lose you again.”

Not knowing how to respond once again, Mason gulped and took his opportunity to try close the distance between us. Asking for permission with his eyes, I agreed and before I knew it, his lips were on my own for the first time in forever, chemicals releasing, a rush coming over us both. It honestly felt like sparks were flying. It’s strange, how a person you haven’t seen or touched in six whole years can feel more like home than any other person or place in the world ever could.

As the kiss started to intensify, I broke us apart for a split second, to make a little comment. “Oh and just for the record, I still haven’t forgiven you..” I smiled and giggled through tears, gaining an eye roll and chuckle from him.

“My god Sophie, just shut up and kiss me..” he smirked back before reconnecting our lips together. Yup, I was definitely home.

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mrsmount16 · 3 years

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Scars - Mason Mount

Prompt: Discovering scars

Warnings: None.

Notes: I didn't draft this, just wrote what came to mind. its 2 am right now, and I felt like posting this for tomorrow because I might forget to post 😬

"How'd you get that one?" His hand traced over the scar on your right elbow. You was both lying in bed, your arm over his chest and his arm under your head. Both snuggled close together.

"I fell off my bike."

"Seriously? Thats lame."

You scoffed, lifting your head to look at him.

"Show me yours then Mount."

"Alright." He lifted his leg up and pointed to his shin.

"See."

"I already know about that one. I watched it happen."

"Yeah, because you did it!"

"No! Okay yes, but I was 13! I didn't mean to hit you with the stick. I said I was sorry and even bought you chocolates." you laughed.

"Still did it." His hand played with your hair, a smile on his face and his head rested on the pillow, looking at the ceiling.

"Well I have this one," You pointed to the scar on your neck.

"Yeah, that ones cool." he took a quick glance and resumed with his position.

"I got bitten by a shark."

"No..really?"

"Yep, summer of 07, was riding this massive wave and all of a sudden, this big monster grabbed me." You said in an accent.

"Shut up." he chuckled, his thumb going over the scar on your neck lightly.

"Got bit by a cat though."

"A cat, of all creatures?" He looked down at you, raising his eyebrows.

"They're pretty scary. I'm more of a dog person."

"Noted." He smiled, kissing your head.

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mrsmount16 · 3 years

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Delicious - Mason Mount

Prompt: Wearing his clothes.

Warnings: None.

Notes: I don't like this one but have it🤣.

To you, Masons clothes were the comfiest pieces of clothes you've ever worn. Especially because they're so big on you, yet so warm. An oversized hoodie paired with some joggers was your go to in the house, and in a way made you feel closer to Mason when he was away for football for longer amounts of time.

It was a normal cold night, the heating was on and you was of course in an oversized Mason hoodie as well as a pair of his shorts. You was cooking your favourite meal of pasta and sauce and couldn't be having any more of a good day.

"I'm back," You heard Mason shout, and the close of the front door followed his voice shortly after.

"In the kitchen." You called out, stirring the sauce.

"Mm, what you cooking?" He walked to the doorway, leaning up it.

"What do you think?" You retaliated playfully.

He walked in and hugged you from behind, giving you a small kiss to your cheek.

"Looks delicious."

"Thanks, its my favourite. You know that."

"Oh yeah, the food looks nice too but I was talking about something else." He smirked, tugging slightly on his hoodie that draped over your body.

"Whatever." You laughed, "Go set the table up."

"Roger that." He smiled.

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mrsmount16 · 3 years

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Hey I was wondering if you could write a MM imagine where him and the reader have only gone on a couple of dates then when the announcement of the first lockdown is made he asks the reader to isolate with him? Then I was thinking while they’re isolating they’re experiencing a few Firsts with each other (e.g., cooking together, sharing a bed, movie nights, cuddles and kisses etc).

I didn't know how to write this without being super long and boring so I was going to section it off but hopefully it still gives off the same energy then a normal write lmao, also thank you for the request and this is such a good idea 😩. I didn't really know what other firsts to do😕 I haven’t proof read this either, so it could make no sense at all and probably have spelling mistakes but pls just power through it 🤞🏼

Warning: None.

Lockdown was being announced and everyone was panicking, the news emphasised on the amount of food people were buying and how there was no loo roll left but also about how relationships weren't going to work out due to being locked in the houses for all this time without seeing your significant other or because you was seeing them too much.

You had only been on a couple of dates with Mason, but you both knew that you wanted to pursue something more personal and deep and not just mess around for the fun of it. Thats why when he asked you to isolate with him you didn't hesitate to say yes. Even though the news told you otherwise of how to feel you simply ignored and couldn't wait to spend as much time with him as possible, building up a true connection between you both and making your bond stronger.

Cuddling and kisses and sharing a bed.

You arrived earlier in the day and had already taken your things to the spare bedroom and now sat on his couch, him on the opposite side. You guys hadn't stopped talking throughout the whole movie that played and eventually when it ended you insisted that you bought a takeaway for the both of you.

He agreed and when the pizza arrived you both sat at the table and had a slice, talking endlessly about random things like 'why colours are named what they are' and 'how were humans created'. After about an hour, it was dark out and just turned 9pm.

"I'm gonna get comfy and ready for bed."

"Yeah, I'll meet you up there in a few." He smiled and kissed your cheek, grabbing the box and walking off outside.

It was pretty cold out so you pulled on a hoodie and joggers, and you removed your makeup and cleaned your face and teeth and sat on the bed in the free room on your phone.

He knocked on the door and peaked his head through the door frame at about 10.

"You coming?" He gestures to his room.

"Oh yeah, hold up." You smile watching him leave.

He lay on the bed on his phone, lighting up when he saw you enter.

"You don't have to stay in here if you don't want to." He stated, watching as you climbed into bed next to him.

"No, I want to." You snuggled up next to him, resting your head on the pillow.

"I want you to, too." He put an arm around your waist and finally rested down after turning the light off on the bedside table.

You were both submerged in complete darkness, a tranquil atmosphere surrounded you both, the duvet lazily spread across you and your faces faced each other. His eyes were closed, but you lightly leaned in and pecked his lips causing him to open his eyes.

"Goodnight." You said, looking up at him.

"Goodnight pretty." He smiled, kissing you again lightly and resting his head.

You fell asleep in his arms, totally engulfed with his care and serenity, it rubbed off onto you. This was the best sleep you ever had in ages, and you wanted to do it a lot more.

Cooking.

"Hey! Thats not where the flour goes." You retaliated at Mason putting the flour on your nose, a sneeze followed shortly after.

"Oh, my bad." He giggled, sticking the rest of the flour in the bowl.

"These are going to be the best cupcakes you have ever baked."You said, mixing all the ingredients with all the strength you had.

"Yeah? I reckon by myself I could cook some pretty good cupcakes. With no help of Course." He leaned against the counter, his apron said 'world best chef' and he was covered in all ingredients that you didn't even know had to be in the cupcakes.

"Well, we will see about that once you taste my cakes." You smirked, sticking your tongue out at him and wiping a little bit of frosting on his cheek. "Got u back." You giggled.

He grabbed you by your waist and pulled you closer to him so your front's were together.

"You look amazing cooking.." He cheekily smiled.

"Not too bad yourself." You kissed him, he deepened the kiss and ran his hand up your back, until you felt a hard crack on your head and then an ooze of a liquid go down your back, mason was laughing uncontrollably, holding his stomach and near enough rolling on the floor.

"Mason!" You shouted, shocked and holding your head, "Did you just egg me?" You laughed, grabbing the egg that was on you and smearing it all over him.

"Two can play that game!" You giggled, grabbing flower and eggs.

Fight and makeup.

"No, I just don't particularly like her. You told me about what she did, she's a bad influence." He argued back.

"Oh, so she's a bad influence? So you think I would do something like that?" You scoffed. Your friend invited you to go on a walk around the park, and you told Mason but when he heard your friends name he instantly scoffed and shrugged his shoulders. He had no care about it and sighed, telling you to just 'do what you wanna, your choice at the end of the day.'. You asked why he was being so moody and he replied that he doesn't like her, and you understood why but because he didn't like her didn't mean that you couldn't hang with her. You did tell him that she did cheat on her boyfriend and you completely disagreed with her actions too but now he was saying she was a 'bad influence' like you was going to be influenced by what she did and start following her actions like you was a child.

"Its only for a catch up Mase, I haven't seen her in like 3 weeks. I haven't been at work remember and ive been locked up here."

"Yes, but anyone but her. We could go. I't doesn't matter, just go. Ill see you when you get back." And then he stormed off up to his gaming room, releasing all his stress on his games.

After about 40 minutes, you realised he was right, it wasn't just the cheating but she just overall was a bad person and you shouldn't have been encouraging such gossip with her.

You entered his room and put your hands on his shoulders, he looked back at you and then carried on his game like you wasn't even there.

"I'm sorry Mase, you was right. I can surround myself with much better people, and I will."

He turned his chair around so he was facing you and grabbed your hips to sit you down on his lap.

"It's okay, and ill go on that walk with you. Let me just finish this game." He said, smiling lightly and giving you a kiss which you returned.

Go-to support.

It was about 2 months into lockdown and your work had been piling up. You was stressed and so not motivated to do anything, even getting up out of bed was hard.

This day was particularly a struggle. You had to finish a presentation and only had today to do it, so you panicked and speeded it, finishing it as quick as ou could without caring about the outcome and just sending it off.

You sat at the kitchen table with your face in your hands, thinking about all the possibilities, will you lose your job? Will you get demoted? You just couldn't stop your mind from wandering.

"Are you okay babe?" You heard Masons voice from behind you and felt a hand on your back soothing you.

You couldn't hold it in anymore and broke down, whimpering and wiping your eyes.

"Mason I need a break from work, its so stressful and I think with the work I just did I'm going to lose my job and im just not motivated to do anything and I-" you rambled on, until he cut you off.

"Hey, hey calm down," He crouched down and placed his hand on the side of your face, wiping your tears away with his thumb. "Don't beat yourself up about it. It's happening to everyone now, im sure if we ask your work to give you some time for your mental health im sure they would let you." he smiled reassuringly.

"We?" You sniffed.

"Yeah, we. We're gonna get through this together. Now, it's always we." He stood up and hugged you tight.

Love and a movie night.

It's been about a 5 months now, and you and Mason had been going strong.

Mason insisted that you watch a movie tonight, sit down with some popcorn and snuggle up together. Of course you said yes.

About halfway in the movie, a conversation popped up about 'what would you do if you was a worm?' and you couldn't stop laughing, at both of your responses.

"Yeah, but I would definitely still love you if you was a worm." He joked, laughing with you.

You stopped almost instantly, looking over at him.

"What?" He looked over, confused.

"Did you just say that you love me?" You questioned, sitting up.

"You didn't hear? I love you." He smiled, chuckling.

you gasped, putting your hands over your mouth. He reached out and grabbed your face.

"I love you." He repeated, just for you to realise what he did, so you could know that it was real, to process the words.

"I love you." You stated, grinning from ear to ear.

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mrsmount16 · 3 years

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Hiya! A very long and detailed request 🙈 I was wondering could you write a Mason friends to lovers where the reader attends the champions league final with his family and during the winning celebrations on the pitch and at the after party the two are constantly interrupted when wanting to make a move and it isn’t until Mason offers to walk the reader to their hotel room they eventually shoot their shot? Sorry for being so specific 😂

Love it, thank you!🤍

Warnings: None

You and Mason had been friends for a while, actually your whole life. You was the childhood family friend. Both your parents knew his and you grew up together, having only 3 days between your birthdays. You shared all holidays together and both of your birthdays and you also went round each others house’s every other weekend. You went to every one of his games and now here you was at the champions league final.

When the final whistle blew, your whole family and his ran onto the pitch, you were all beyond ecstatic and proud of him. They jumped around and hugged everyone they could, celebrating the victory together.

You waited for Mason to finish talking to his family, you didn't want to interrupt a moment that may not happen again.

When he did eventually come over, he had the biggest smile on his face, a scarf wrapped around his head and his arms held out for you to hug him.

You laughed, hugging him tight "Well done Mount, I knew you had it in you."

"You did say that, thank you. Couldn't be happier now that i'm with you."

You pulled back looking up at him, smiling and messing with the scarf on his head.

"you look so silly. Go and celebrate with your team."

"Yeah, I will." He started to walk backwards. "See you at the party later?"

"Yeah, see you there." you grinned.

"Great!" He shouted, turning around and running to his team.

A short while after, after you got ready at the hotel, you waited around the bar. The party was huge, so many people were there and it made you kind of worried that you wouldn’t see Mase at all tonight.

Just as you thought about it, you felt a pair of hands cover your eyes. Startled, you turned around and was face to face with that familiar face.

"Glad you’re here." He smiled, giving you a hug.

"same, now I can actually congratulate you. You actually did it!" You beamed, shaking his arm like a kid.

"Guess I did. We did." He pointed behind him referring to his team.

"Yeah." You offered him a drink. "I couldn't be prouder."

"Thanks." He took the drink, taking a sip. "You know, I actually mean it when I say im glad you're here."

"Yeah? I know."

"Yeah but"

"Mase! Photo time." He got interrupted.

"yeah hold on."

"Nah, we've all been waiting, come on.'

"Alright," He gave in "stay here."

Two hours had passed, you understood he was busy so you didn't let it get to you. You chilled and chatted to the girlfriends of other team members, gossiping about what's going on and who's doing what.

"Sorry." He huffed, rejoining you. "I got caught up."

"Its fine, you’re a busy man." you smiled reassuringly.

"What I was trying to say was.."

"Mason!"

Another interruption. it carried on like this for the whole night, him returning and leaving shortly after. You wanted to leave now, it had been ages since you've been there and you was bored, lonely and tired.

"I'm gonna head back now. It’s late and I’m getting a bit tired. Sorry mase." A frown made its way onto your face.

"No, yeah I get it. At least let me walk you back." He offered.

"No, no, honestly im fine. Go have fun!"

"Come on, you’re my plus one, gotta make sure you get back safe."

"Okay." You laughed.

You guys stumbled your way back to your hotel, laughing all the way. You were enjoying each others company, either play fighting or walking with linked arms. There was never a dull moment.

Your feelings for Mason was no secret, you definitely fancied him, but you never said anything and you weren't planning on it either. He had a completely different life to you, and you knew that you was just someone who passed by in his life, you weren't going to be a main focus. You accepted that now though.

"Here I am." You said, standing outside your door.

"Here you are.." His hands were in his pockets.

"You have a long walk back, are you sure you don't want to.."

Lips touched yours. Your eyes widened, you was shocked. Soon your eyes closed, kissing back.

"I like you. A lot" He said as he pulled back, finally confessing.

"Mason." You smiled. "I've liked you for a while.."

"Yeah same. Like i’ve liked you for a long time obviously I haven't liked me because were talking about how.."

This time it was your turn to interrupt him with a kiss. The only interruption you've liked all evening.

"Finally." He muttered, pulling you close.

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It's so on - MASON MOUNT

Prompt: Harmless teasing.

Warning: None

Notes: I always write these on paper first to make sure they're not too bad but I change it so much it ends up being completely different to the first time I write it😂.

You and Mason always had an unspoken feud of teasing going on. It was always only light weight teasing, a few smirks and winks that was purely for the fact of winding each other up. It was fun always, especially when there was a reaction from the other person.

Mason's love language was physical touch. He especially loved to kiss you. He was a sucker for affection, and it bought him pure joy when his lips were touching yours. You obviously loved it too, a nice kiss was always wanted and it was natural for you both to do it often, he always made sure of it.

"Babe, come here." Mason was on his game, sitting in the middle of the sofa with his headset on and controller in hand.

"Yeah, what's up?" You took a seat on his lap, wrapping one arm around his shoulders and your other hand linking with your own. He was still engulfed in his game, one of his arms across your back supporting you up and the other across your lap, both meeting to hold the controller.

"We gotta be up early tomorrow so we can get to the others on time. They're moaning about how we held them up last time when really it was just you." he said smiling, obviously joking and pushing one side of his headset off his ear so he can listen to what you were going to say.

"Yeah, don't worry, I won't be long tomorrow." You laughed, your hand scratching lightly at the back of his head and playing with his hair.

"Alright, good." He looked up at you, pouting his lips out for a kiss.

You smirked, moving your head down to his level and pouting but stopping just before his lips, waiting a few seconds and pulling away.

"Y/N, don't play with me." He whined, furrowing his eyebrows and looking up at you.

"Sorry babe, games a game." You laughed again, getting up and walking over to wherever you originally was.

"Oh, it's like that?" He scoffed, a cheeky smirk appearing on his face. "It's so on."

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mrsmount16 · 3 years

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Okokok soooo I have a request for Mason ofc lol

U know the like YouTube challenge ’my boyfriend does my makeup’? What about him and doing your makeup for a YouTube vid? Love ur writing ❤️❤️

Yep, I had this one written up for a while but I'm just now deciding to do all my writing outright now, this will be quicker. Depending on what request came first ofc🥰. Enjoy :)

Warnings: None.

"Okay, so first we have foundation obviously." Mason said confident as ever.

"Duhh, no primer, or eyebrows first guys." You rolled your eyes sarcastically at the camera.

"Yeah, that's what I said. Primer." He said offended, facing you with furrowed brows.

"Alright Mase, take it."

You gave him the bottle, he put a little on his finger and dotted it around your face, using his hands to gently rub it in. Concentration all over his face.

"Okay, eyebrows next, pass the stick babe."

"The stick?" You repeated, confused.

"C'mon, help me out, i'm a footballer not a makeup artist."

You laughed, putting your hands on his thighs and leaning over into him, a smile on your face, looking up at him.

"I'm sorry footballer, let me grab you the spoolie."

He put a hand on each of your cheeks, squeezing your face together, "hurry up" He stated jokingly.

You pulled away laughing, grabbing a spoolie and handing it to him, he brushed your eyebrows up and down and everywhere, at some point it was near your hair line.

After guiding him through everything and helping him when it came to what brush to use and what product to use, it had been an hour, the finishing touches was the highlighter, and Mason being Mason, he chose the biggest lashes he could find.

"These spiders are good."

"Whatever" You rolled your eyes playfully, starting to apply the lashes.

"So," He turned to the camera, "We have here out beautiful model, and a new makeup look."

You posed, sticking your tongue to the side and holding up a peace sign.

"Firstly, we have the eyebrows, I went with dark brown to accentuate her hair."

You waved your fingers under your eyebrows and kept raising them up and down.

"Next, we have the eyes, they're a lovely yellow to bring some light to the new Chelsea away top." He smiled.

"Mason oh my god." you mumbled.

"Obviously, the eyelashes really help the look, they just make her look even more great."

You held in a laugh, looking at your boyfriend.

"Then, we have a blue lipstick to also shine light on the home kit of the best premier league team." He pointed at your lips, and you went to bite his finger but he pulled away quickly, looking at you with wide eyes, laughing.

"Honestly, its a look Mase, you did alright."

"Thanks babe, I know."

"Kiss?"

He nodded, grinning.

You moved his head to the side and planted a huge smooch on his cheek, leaving a big blue lipstick stain, you giggled, pointing at the lens in the camera to show him what you did.

"y/n, I love it." He admired, snaking his hand around your waist, and yours went around his shoulder.

"Well, I think we're finished here, safe to say if football doesn't work out, we know where you'll be going."

"Of course." He nodded, looking impressed with himself.

"Thanks for watching guys! And thank you Mason for joining in, see you next time! Byeee!!"

You both waved at the camera, grinning.

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mrsmount16 · 3 years

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One where mason takes care of you drunk/hangover if that’s ok with u <3

Ofc its okay, I took a little break and as I type this rn its 1am and im trying to write my requests up, my back is in literal bits tho I feel like its broken🤣 update: I hate this im so sorry anon.

Warnings: None like always <3.

You and Mason always had nights out together whenever you could. You loved to party, rave, dance, sing, everything, and he would always accompany you. You went out with friends every two weeks, on the Friday. It was always just something to look forward to with two weeks full of work and then a cool down and a social life with the people you loved the most.

Unfortunately, Mason couldn't make it this Friday. He was training early tomorrow morning and didn't want to have a major hangover that he knew he would regret when the early morning hours came around.

You insisted that you would stay home with him, have a night in and watch a movie, but he refused to let you stay, he waited on the bed for you to get ready and once you was he showered you with compliments and kisses and drove you to your friends, seeing them outside and explaining his reason why he wouldn't be joining tonight.

That night was honestly the most fun you've had, like every other fortnight on this day. You had to confess that you maybe had one too many and it was definitely affecting you in every possible way. At around 3am you begged your friends to go home, they were raw party animals and were more about 'in the moment' rather than the future and the consequences, but you wanted to respect that Mason had to be up early and didn't want to be too disruptive, even though you already had way too many to count.

When you walked into the house, you had your heels in your hand and your bag in the other, you was tiptoeing, or at least trying too but every step you took you felt like you was going to fall and you made the most noise while tumbling around.

You felt sick to your stomach but you didn't want to wake mason up or try and rely on him, you felt that it wasn't fair.

"Oh, youre back now? This is early for you." You heard a sleepy voice, a yawn followed after. Mason had woken up, peeping his head over the couch. You stood still, looking at him shocked and still on your tip toes.

"Whats wrong?" He asked, getting up and taking your bag and shoes, putting them down on the side.

"Why are you wake? It way too early, go to sleep now." You ordered, crossing your arms and almost falling, slurring your words.

"I wanted to make sure you got home safe, cmon, let me help you to bed." He put an arm around your waist, taking you up the stairs.

"Masey, I don't feel too good." You hung onto him, resting your head on his shoulder.

"Okay, lets get you to the bathroom."

he lightly lowered you onto the bathroom floor, tying your hair up and leaving the room to grab one of his big shirts and some of your pj shorts.

"Thankyou babe" You smiled, starting to undo your dress and get out of it.

"You need help with that?" He chuckled, looking over at you struggling while he was wetting a flannel so you could take your makeup off.

"Yeah, undress me. I know you want to." You smirked, clearly your over confident drunk side came out.

He laughed, shaking his head and started to help take your clothes off and put your comfy clothes on. He started to lightly pat the flannel on your face to remove your makeup.

"Hot." You stated.

"what?"

"You." You put your arms around his shoulders.

"Im so flattered, but you need rest, come on." He smiled, picking you up bridal style and placing you gently on the bed.

"I'm so sorry." you confessed, turning towards him when he eventually got into the bed beside you after cleaning everything up.

"For what?" He asked, placing his arm under your head and pulling the covers up.

It was around 4 am now, and you had none stop teased, been difficult and acted like an adult baby with him, you felt bad as you didn't mean too, and you totally forgot about the hours he had to be up at.

"For being soooo annoying."

"Shut up and sleep, you don't need to be sorry, of course im going to look after my girlfriend. I need to make sure youre okay." He rolled his eyes sarcastically, placing his other hand on your hip.

"I'm so tired and ill, but this was so fun." You looked at the ceiling, "Thankyou Mase."

"No worries babe, glad you had fun. On the side there's some paracetamol and water for tomorrow. Get some rest."

"Okay mase. Love you so so so so so so much." You turned to face him, kissing him gently and snuggling up to him.

"Love you too Y/N." He chuckled, closing his eyes and thinking about how lucky he is to have a girlfriend like you.

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Forehead kiss - Mason Mount

Prompt - Your s/o gets back home after a long day to you in bed passed out.

Warning: None.

Notes: super short and cringe but I was going through a moment.

Today had been a stressful day. You had work at 6am, leaving Mason at 5:30am sound asleep in your comfy bed that you so wished you could be in with him, and on top of that without even a kiss goodbye or an exchange of any words.

You came home at 4pm, the house silent like always when you got back, but soon your sister was dropping off your nieces for a couple hours so she could have some time to herself to get her nails done. At 7pm, she picked up your two nieces, a big hug and a kiss exchanged and a swift goodbye until you was alone once again and already filling up the bath for a bit of self love. After a short lived 30 mins in the warm bubble bath, you hopped out and ordered a pizza, watching Netflix downstairs and stuffing your face with fat foods that you guiltily loved. You sent a quick message to your boyfriend letting him know that you had already eaten and that you were super tired, your eyes falling just as you was typing it out.

By 9pm, you were lying in bed in a blanket burrito, you tried ever so hard to keep your eyes open but as soon as you felt your head hit the pillow you passed out completely.

At 11pm, Mason arrived home after his long training session and a quick stop off at Chilly's place, which he did every Wednesday. You were a heavy sleeper so you didn't hear him come into the bedroom, mess around in the bathroom, or get into bed next to you. But when he pulled you closer to him, you woke up a little, feeling relieved and comfortable next to him.

"Sorry I didn't stay up," you mumbled through your sleepy haze.

"Its alright babe, just go back to sleep, I'm knackered, your knackered, this is the perfect time for a cuddle." Mason chuckled, placing the softest kiss to your forehead.

"I love you Mase." You snuggled closer, resting your head against his chest.

"I love you." And to the sound of his words, you fell asleep, repeating the same thing tomorrow, but Mason making the day so much better everyday.

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Hands - Mason Mount

Prompt - comparing hand sizes.

Warnings - None.

Notes - Bit of a short one right now, I'm trying to challenge myself by using different prompts no matter what mood I'm in so it might be a little iffy. Anyways, enjoy!

"Your hands are so small." Mason said grabbing your hand and looking at them amazed. "I never actually realised till now."

"They're not that bad!" You protested, looking at your hand and stretching it out to its full size.

"No, but look" He stretched his hand out too, waiting for you to connect them together.

You placed your hand on his, his very obviously much much larger than yours.

He looked completely shocked at the big difference, you giggling at his reaction.

"You know what they say about big hands?" You questioned, smirking.

"No, enlighten me." He looked up totally oblivious to the situation.

"The bigger the hands, the bigger the..."

"Okay! I mean.. you're not wrong." He interrupted, intwining your fingers and lightly pulling you on top of him.

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mrsmount16 · 3 years

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Heyy i love your fics!! could i maybe request waking up with mason and cuddling and pillow talk kinda thing if ur up to it🥰

Yes! Such a nice idea, I didn't actually know what to put for this one but managed to figure something out :)

Warnings: None

The crack in the curtain allowed a streak of sunlight to enter your bedroom and wake you up. It was a warm summer morning, the clock next to you reading 9:00 am. The blanket that was once over you now was only covering the bottom of your legs, and instead a comforting hand lay on your waist, pushing you further back to the figure behind you. Hot breath fanned your neck, and movement was starting to be heard and felt. The hand moved away, the dip in the bed now moving slightly further away and a loud yawn was heard shortly after as well as a long stretch that you presumed happened with it.

You turned your whole body around, your head on the pillow now facing your boyfriend. He already did the same, head in the pillow looking at you.

"Morning grumpy." Mason always called you this, he claimed that you was grumpy every morning when you woke up, even though you couldn't be any happier waking up with him.

"Morning Mase." You smiled. "Love the bed hair." You ruffled his hair, laughing when he retaliated away from you and pulled a weird face.

"I don't." He huffed out.

"what's the plan today?" You asked, silence following shortly after.

"Cant we just stay in bed all day?" He whined, burying his face into the pillow and rolling his body over so he was lying on his stomach.

You sat up and straddled the lower end of his back, shaking his shoulders slightly. "Wake up Mount!" You shouted, not too loud.

He groaned, starting to lift himself up which made you fall off him to the side in a fit of giggles.

He put both arms on both sides of your head as you looked up at him from your lying position, his head went down to your level, giving you a short but sweet kiss and you wrapped your arms around his neck causing him to collapse onto you with a sigh.

"I think we should stay like this." You whispered, scratching his head lightly.

"I agree." Mase sighed out, hugging you a little tighter.

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