#scott mctominay blurbs

[macybeckham7]

Scott’s mates not liking the reader and her saying she didn’t want it to come to it but he has to chose between her and them, you can choose how it ends please xx

It was so fucking awkward, you were sat around the table with Scott and his close friends. It was obvious that they didn’t want you there and didn’t even try and get you in the conversation. Scott had his hand on your lap and was playing with your hand, as he laughs and jokes with the boys. Everytime he tries to get you involved they change the topic. ‘I am going to go’ you say as you pick up your bag. They all wave you goodbye, happy to see the back of you. Scott jumps up and follows you, ‘Why you going?’ he asks as he stops you, ‘Because they don’t want me here, and it’s not even like I am here anyway’ you shrug. ‘I’ve showed my face, enjoy your evening’ you say. ‘Don’t be silly, come back and sit down and we can have a good evening’ he tries to get you back to the table. He laughs it off when you tell him that they hate you, as he wasn’t convinced that was true. ‘I’m going’ you say as he steps infront of you. He gives you the keys to the car and tells you to wait for him, he walks back to the boys, all booing when they hear him say that he is leaving. ‘Come on bro, you are letting that bitch to ruin the fun’ one mocks. Scott puts the tab down and leaves them, telling them and you where his priorities lie.

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[footballxixstars]

Could i request a scott mctominay smut? A quickie in the locker room

I have another Scott smut in progress so I made this one short

A quickie. That is all you and Scott had time for so every second counted. You were in the locker room with him after the game and adrenaline were still running through his body from the win. The rest of the team was gone but it wouldn’t be long until the cleaners arrives to clean up so you really did have to be quick if you didn't want to be caught in the middle of anything. You’d rather not scar the dear cleaners who have to clean up a massive mess. You were already naked, lying down on one of the benches with Scott covering you. He had just pulled his fingers out and cleaned them off with his own mouth and was now teasing his cock around your entrance and you hated it. Firstly because you hate teasing and secondly you have no time for it right now so he needs to get a move on.

“We have no time for this, for the teasing,” You told him as he continued to tease you. As soon as you said this he finally pushed into you knowing that you were being honest. He didn’t want to get caught by anybody so couldn’t drag this out no matter how much he usually loves to. He didn’t even give you time to get used to his size before he pulled back out and pushed in trying to set a pace pleasurable for the both of you. Instantly he knew the pace that he was setting was good for both of you and knew how to hit that special spot inside of you with every thrust and he made sure he was hitting it. Scott knew your body like the back of his hand.

Moans were constantly leaving both of your mouths as Scott kept it up bringing you closer and closer to your release. You knew that your moans were loud as well as the sound of skin coming together but you didn’t even care if somebody heard you right now. You may later but not now. The moan that you let out once Scott hit that special spot once more and brushed his fingers against your clit and finally came all over his cock, was the loudest moan out of them all and someone was bound to hear you. Too much pleasure was going around both yours and Scott’s body to even think about shutting up though. Luckily it wasn't long until he also came inside you but you still have to clean up and actually leave before the cleaners arrive. Catch your breath first and then clean up as quickly as possible.

“We need to do this more often,” Scott said, breathing heavily once you both came. You waited a bit to get some of your breath back before pushing Scott off of you. He nearly lost his balance as you did this since his legs were a little bit shaky but luckily he caught his balance just before falling.

“Yeah but we also have to get out of here now if we don’t want to get caught,” You told him as you reluctantly stood up with Scott to get rinsed off before going home together to go for another round. Quickies in the locker room after a game are risky but also so worth it.

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[mrsmctominay]

Could you do a fluffy one for Scott with a bit of an age gap (younger reader) obviously within reason like both consenting adults and that but maybe family members don’t really approve and Scott tries really hard to show them and stuff? Idk I just feel like that would be really cute, hope you’re doing well xx

Age Gap - Scott McTominay

Quick note: Hello all! I've missed you all. I took a looonnngg break as I had other stuff to focus on at the time, but I'm back now! I'm gonna be here as regularly as possible and I'd appreciate if you could all help me out with interactions as much as possible, just to get me kicked off again. Apologies if my writing is a bit dusty, it has been a while after all. Lots of love, Harper.

Scott was on his way to 26 and you'd freshly turned 20. Your family was not impressed at all and Scott's family were slightly weary. You'd been talking for a while now and your families had all met, but they still were unsure.

"I don't know what else I can do to make your family trust me", Scott sighs. "I'm sure they will warm up over time, we knew they wouldn't be happy with the 6 year difference but it's all about gaining their trust", you assure him.

As the weeks go on, Scott attempts more things to build a relationship with your family. Coming to family events, giving them free tickets to games, getting his family together with yours, spoiling you. The list goes on.

Overtime, they began to warm up but they didn't want to make it too obvious. You could tell that they were beginning to like Scott more and it made the two of you so happy.

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[emwritesfootball]

Sleepy Head | Scott McTominay

hey could i request sleepy head with mctominay? it’s late at night but he enjoys eating you out so he would do it no matter what time it is? Xx

Word Count: 453

Warnings: just the reader getting eaten out enjoy xx

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You had fallen asleep long before Scott had come home. You’d tried to wait up for him to get back from the away match, but you’d been so tired all week and you couldn’t keep your eyes open much longer after the end of the match.

Scott came home to find you asleep on the sofa, still in his United kit. He picked you up and carried you to the bedroom, laying you gently on the bed.

“Scott?” You asked, groggy.

“Yes, love. I’m home.”

You felt the bed dip as he sat down next to you. “Congratulations on the win.”

“Thank you.” Scott leaned down and pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“Are we going to celebrate?” You ask, giggling as Scott trails kisses down your body. He lifts up the hem of your shirt, hooking his fingers in your panties and dragging them down.

“I’m going to celebrate. You just lay back and relax.”

Your eyes drift closed as Scott parts your legs and kisses his way up your inner thighs. All you can do is focus on his mouth and how good he’s making you feel. Scott doesn’t need lube when he eats you out, literally salivating over your pussy. Your pussy responds in kind, dripping with need that mixes with his saliva. Scott moans as his tongue swirls over your clit, the vibrations making you clench around nothing.

“Fuck, baby, you taste so good,” he praises, his accent thicker with lust. Scott slides his hands up under your ass so he can eat you from a better angle.

You whimper, writhing under his touch. “I miss your hair,” you moan, your fingers fisting the bed sheets. “Just wanna be able to touch it.”

Scott slaps your pussy for that remark, making you yelp. “Maybe one day I’ll grow it back out, but you’ve gotta learn not to be so greedy, love.”

You’re fully awake now, ready and willing for your orgasm. “Fine! I won’t complain, Scott, I promise!” You buck your hips, trying to get him to put his mouth back on you. “Please!”

“Now, shut up and let me finish celebrating with your pussy,” he ordered, lowering his mouth back down over your labia and onto your clit.

Small kisses interspersed with long, deep, sucking ones that tugged at sensations low in your belly. You let Scott’s mouth and tongue dictate the build of your orgasm, cumming when he slid two fingers inside your dripping cunt and curling them to hit your g-spot just right.

Scott let you ride out your orgasm, putting your panties back on when you were done. He got up, pulling you into his side as he promptly fell asleep after his long match.

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[bbychilly]

Scott McTominay blurb where his niece meets your baby girl and she’s obsessed with her xx

When Scott’s niece first met your baby girl, she was smiling and holding out her arms to the newborn. Scott lifted Isabelle in his arms and bent her a little over you so that the girl could see the baby. “This is your cousin” the guy whispered. “When she gets a little older, you can play together.”

“Can I play with her now?” the girl asked.

“No, not yet love” you smiled and handed the newborn baby into hands of Isabelle as she sat down next to you. “She’s still so small”

“She’s my best friend!” Isabelle smiled and stroked the baby on the head.

Today you had a little family day, so the girl had quite a lot of time to spend with her cousin. You kept your eyes on both of them because you were a little worried. Isabelle was still young to stay with the baby. But to your surprise, the girl was just perfect with babies. She was standing on a high chair near the crib and was telling something to the little one, not pronouncing all the words correctly as she was still a baby too. You heard that your daughter was laughing and it melted your heart.

When Isabelle had to go home with her parents, she kept asking when she could see her little cousin again. Scott promised that so soon you’ll come to visit Isabelle and the girls will be able to spend time together. You could really notice that Isabelle was obsessed with the baby.

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[nuestraluzdelaluna]

could you do a blurb on being insecure about not being enough wity scott mctominay? Like not being good student, good gf/friend, daughter, sister, etc... tysm^^

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

not feeling good enough

you hated the constant feeling of not being good enough that overcame you every once in a while. however you couldn’t be more grateful for your boyfriend who made sure to always ground you. scott always made sure you would eat enough, he’d tell you how much you were loved and made you repeat random mantras to work on your self love during those times. he would occasionally drag you out to go shopping or spend time outside and he would make sure to do his best to remind you how worthy of love you were.

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[waytoobsessedwithfootballers]

How about one where Scott Mctominay misses an important game because of the birth of your first child and later on he confirms all the rumours

You and Scott had done really well to keep your pregnancy a secret of course the lads knew about it as well as Ole and each of your families. Keeping the media out of it was important to you, you didn't want any extra stress to be put on and neither did scott he was at every appointment with you missing some of his training days and he made sure you had everything you needed. Scott roped Marcus and Dan James and a few other to come and help paint the nursery as a surprise for you. You both agreed he would know the gender to get the room sorted but you wanted to do a gender reveal party to find out for yourself.

You loved every minute of being pregnant but you where so excited to meet your little bundle of joy which just so happened to want to make an appearance on game day for Scott. You had woke up to your bed wet thinking maybe you had just had an accident you went and changed your pj's and woke Scott up as you did the first contraction hit fully pulling him from his sleep. He immediately jumped up pulling on whatever he could find and getting you to the hospital. You where put on a ward and Scott done everything to make you comfortable got you ice when you where to warm rubbed your back help your hand through contractions. He knew he was going to miss united v city but your baby was being born and he couldn't miss this ans he wouldn't. He rang Ole that morning and told him your where in labour so Ole said he was sick and would miss this game but people always speculate when a player like Scott is out.

Your baby was born and 16:25 5 minutes before the game was due to be played. Scott had been besotted with the baby the minute she was born. You wanted to find away to capture this moment and you found an amazing one when he was doing skin to skin Contact with her she had a smile on her lips and Scott's eyes seemed to be shining with love.

This was funnily the picture he uses to show her to the world posting on Instagram after all your family was told he even messaged the boss to tell him she was here but they didn't know her name yet he caption read

"Scarlet Mctominay born at 16:25 the greatest blessing in my life"

He was so happy right now and he made sure how much you knew how much he appreciated everything you had done.

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[footballxwrites]

Could u please do one with scott mctominay where ur a sports interviewer and he rly fancies u x

You could see him getting lost in your eyes every time you asked a question, trying to hide the smile on your face as he gazed out for the fifth time in the past few mins, “Scott...?” you said as he snapped out it, unaware of what had just been asked as he searched for a reply, “do you mind repeating it please, sorry” he shyly spoke as you handed him a soft grin. “Long night?” you joked as he nodded before you said the question, so wishing you hadn’t, “do you find it nice playing in your current position? Do you and the team benefit from it more rather than your previous one”

“oh well I mean I love to give different positions a go, but I’m quite settled in the one I’m in now, I believe it helps the team much much more. Having good stamina is always a key thing to have and luckily enough I have very good pace on the pitch...and off it” he trailed off with smirked as you held in your small giggle, biting your lip slightly at his rather cheeky comment, “ok well we’ll let you go Scott, great game and enjoy the rest of your evening after that satisfying win tonight here at Old Trafford” you finished up as he shuffled past you, your bodies so unbelievably close as he stood with an evident smirked still there. “Always get a man with good pace” he whispered in your ear as you pulled a confused look, “I mean in football of course” he winked with a shrug, moving past you, “I’ll bare that in mind” 🤍

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[kierantierncy]

Hi! I saw that you were bored so I'm requesting. Could I please have a Scott McTominay one with the song prompt, 'Up All Night'. Thank you ❤️

request prompt - ‘up all night’, one direction

You had been invited to one of the biggest parties going by a few friends, although you were hesitant to attend. Mainly because you knew that you would hardly know anybody there but your friends had somehow managed to convince you to go.

Maybe you’d be glad that you were persuaded to do so. 

The whole night your friends kept poking and prodding you to tell you that there was a boy who had been looking at you near enough the whole time you had been there. A few suggested that you had perhaps caught his eye but it wasn’t looking likely that he would make the first move. After some convincing from your friends and a few drinks for confidence, you finally made your move and approached the tall, blonde haired boy.

“Take a picture, it might last longer.” Your first motive was to crack a joke, as you placed your drink on the table adjacent to the boy.

It took a minute for him to click, before laughing at your joke. “My friends were right, you did catch on about me looking at you.” He said, sounding all flustered. 

“Don’t worry about it, I’m just teasing.” You say, shooting him a reassuring smile. “If I’m honest, I don’t think your not bad looking yourself. 

“Can I ask where you get your confidence? If it wasn’t for you then you would still be catching me staring at you.” He laughed away at you now pointing at your drink. “I think I could do with one or ten of those.” 

After chatting for so long, you ended up spending the majority of the night with the mystery tall, blonde boy who you were now familiar with to be Scott McTominay, who happened to be a Manchester United player.

These chances were really a once in a life time chance.

“Look at the time!” You realised how late it was getting, realising the time on your mobile phone. “My friends are going to be wondering where I’ve gotten off to, although I’m not particularly sure where they are.”

“Well, unless.” Scott started, as his eyes light just like a lightbulb, looking as if he had a smart idea. “Unless you fancy hanging about with me for a bit longer? Maybe even get away from the party for a bit?”

As much as you probably should’ve went back to your friends, you couldn’t resist Scott and his puppy dog eyes looking at you. After all, it had felt like you had known the footballer for all of your life.

“I could agree to that, the Katy Perry on repeat is beginning to give me a bit of a headache.” You say, getting another laugh out of Scott. “Where do you want to go then?”

“Take my hand and follow me, m’lady.” The footballer chuckled as he put on a posh accent, as he led you to the roof top. Not really where you had expected to go but nevertheless it would be an experience.

“The roof, are you mad?” You furrow your eyebrows, unsure of the situation at first. “It’s cold, near enough dark but it is a pretty view.” You say looking around, admiring the landscape of the city.

“One problem sorted.” Scott smiled at you, before placing his jacket around your shoulders to stop your shivering. “It’ll be light before you know it.”

And Scott was right, it was light before you knew it. The pair of you spent the rest of the time laughing, joking and chatting away before watching the sun rise.

Thank you again, E, for requesting! I had so much fun writing this, these song prompts really are fun to use. I really hope you enjoy this once again, thank you!  <3 all my love, b x

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[macybeckham7]

hiii! could you possibly do one where scott mctominay rates your outfits that you just bought? thank you!!

You had made a big order for different outfits for different occasions, you had got Scott in the video with him sitting down waiting for you to get yourself ready. Every time you opened the door and walked in, you got the same reaction from him. He lets out a little wolf whistle with him having heart in his eyes as he gushes how lucky he was. ‘I give that a ten, your legs look amazing’ he says as his eyes roam over your body. He only gave you a five for one outfit because you claimed it was a ‘going out with the girls outfit’ and he would rather you wear it when you were out with him.

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[footballxixstars]

could you do a scott mctominay × singer gilfriend helping her with anxiety? Tysm<3

Being a singer meant a lot of attention on you constantly and you need to do shows and perform on stages. Having anxiety never helps this either since you always get so worked up about performing and it makes your anxiety so much worse but when you’re doing it you enjoy it so it’s all worth it in the end. Dating Scott helps so much though because Scott knows how to help you and calm your anxiety down a lot.

Today was one of those days that Scott needed to help you. After covid, you were going back on stage for the first time and it’s such a nerve-wracking thing. You haven’t performed on stage in over a year and a half, probably closer to 2 years, which is a long time to not perform in front of anyone. You’ve released songs and an album but not performed on stage which makes your anxiety raise like mad because you’re not used to it.

Sitting down backstage your hands were shaking like mad, your anxiety hitting you all at once. You weren’t going to be good, you were going to mess up all of the songs and dances and overall the shows going to be a mess. Your breathing was heavy as you tried to calm yourself down. You can’t worry about it or else your anxiety is going to spike up even more which it was starting to do. Luckily Scott came in just as your anxiety was rising even more so he could calm you down before having to get on that stage.

“I know you're nervous but it's going to be fine. They paid to come and see you. They’ll sing along with you and you’ll all have a great time and you will smash it. I’ll even go on stage and sing with you if you need it,” Scott said to you. You let out a little chuckle at this knowing that Scott would go on stage with you if you did really need it. Scott speaking seemed to calm you down a little bit and you were feeling ready to go on stage and smash it. You were still feeling anxious but not as much as before. Scott always knew the words to say to calm you down enough so you could actually go on stage and perform your best.

“I love you,” Scott said, placing one last kiss on your lips, calming you down that bit more before you went on stage to smash it. And smash it you did.

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[mrsmctominay]

Can you do one where you have a fight and then make up please

Smut or not don’t really care

Love your work x

Kiss and Make Up- Anyone you like

*No name was mentioned so I'm doing it as anyone you like*

"I cannot believe you!", you scream as you storm out of the room. Your boyfriend was being such a prick tonight, you don't know what's gotten into him. Wishing you could go back a few hours so that everything was normal again, you throw yourself onto the bed, huffing in the process. You roll yourself over and push your face into the pillow, knowing your mascara was going to get all over the white pillowcase from your tears but you didn't really care at this precise moment, all you wanted was things to go back to normal with him. You sob and lightly scream into the pillow, hoping that this would all go away.

It's been about an hour and you've calmed yourself down a bit, the tears have stopped but you haven't bothered to wipe the mascara that's ran down your face. You can hear him coming up the stairs and you just know that he is going to come in the room and try talk to you. As much as you don't want to see him right now, you miss him and you want to forget about everything. "Y/N?", he says whilst knocking on the door and slowly pushing it open. You turn to look at him and his face drops, he can tell how upset you are just by looking at your face and he hates it. "I'm so sorry Y/N. I did not mean for it to be this bad, i didn't mean for it to be bad at all. I didn't want to make you feel like this. I am so so sorry. Please forgive me", he says sounding so sincere. You turn and hug him, starting to cry into his neck. He rubs your back in attempts to make you feel better and you slightly relax under his touch. "Can we kiss and make up please?", he asks. you giggle and kiss him on the lips. You love him so much and you hate arguing with him but sometimes its just inevitable.

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[babybadger]

Hey, if you’re taking requests can we have scott having a duvett comfort day and seeing y/n emotional for the first time bc she usually has a strong guard up??💕

Y/N had just had the longest day at work. Her coworker accidentally submitted the wrong file while she was off sick and her boss had taken all his anger out on her then given her all her coworkers jobs so that he knew they wouldn’t mess up again. Y/N was officially exhausted. It was 1pm and finally time for her to leave the office as it was a half day for her.

As soon as she got home she changed into her joggies and got into her and her boyfriend’s bed. The duvet welcoming her with open arms like seeing your grandma for the first time in a year- pure warmth and love. As soon as she closed her eyes, the front door slammed. “BABE IM HOME!” Scott shouts walking up the stairs. “Do you mind washing my boots and training kit later, got absolutely soaked in the rain.” he asks. The mere thought of doing more work makes her tear up but she doesn’t turn around and keeps pretending to be asleep. “Oh and I’d love if you could make your lasagne for tomorrow night, told Dan and his girl to come round for dinner.”

That was it. Y/N had had enough. Sitting up quickly she said in a serious tone. “No Scott I can’t wash YOUR clothes and the recipe for my lasagne is downstairs in the drawer so if you want someone to to do those things, do them your frickin self.” Scott stopped on the spot where he was changing into his dry clothes and stared at Y/N speechless. He hadn’t quite decided what approach to take to this situation yet. Y/N had turned around and gone back to being snuggled up inthe duvet when she felt Scott get under the covers beside her.

Gently, he rolled her over and she layed her head on his chest. “am sorry” she said in the tiniest of voices. “baby it’s okay.” he assures her giving her a kiss on the head. “I’ve never seen you so worked up before what’s up?” he asks passing a hand up and down her back and she lets tears roll over her cheeks and onto her boyfriends chest. Y/N quickly gives him a rundown of what happened in her day while the tears still flooded her face.

“Hey hey shhhh it’s okay, he’s a dickhead it’s not your fault. We’ll stay here for the rest of the day okay? Then we will order takeout and watch Nemo or whatever crap... I mean Disney film you want” He smiled down at his girlfriend and she let out a little chuckle. A snuggle day was exactly what she needed right now and she was glad Scott wasn’t mad at her for being so snappy.

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[bbychilly]

14 for Scott Mctominay (if you write for him)

14. cuddles after giving a birth to a baby

“Can I see her and the baby already?” Scott approached the doctor as soon as doctor left your private room.

“Not yet. Young man, I already told you that you can't see them yet. You can come tomorrow” the doctor hurried to another ward and don’t even give Scott the opportunity to argue or ask again.

The guy leaned against the wall and lowered his head in frustration. The only good thing was that you and the baby were fine and nothing threatened you. Your pregnancy was a precious gift. The final missing piece for a perfect family and a perfect life. It took you a very long time to get pregnant and in some hospitals they even said that you were infertile. It was heartbreaking, but neither you nor Scott gave up hope. But 38 weeks ago, a miracle happened - you got pregnant. The future dad didn’t leave you alone even for a second and protected you and your son. For him, there was no greater happiness in life than the doctor’s words that a healthy boy was born and that mother and child are well.

“I have to find a way to see them” Scott muttered, looking around. At the end of the corridor, a set of doctor’s uniform hung on a hanger.

Without thinking twice, the guy took these clothes and hid in the toilet to dress up. According to his idea, in the doctor’s clothes he’ll be allowed to enter the wards, and then he’ll be able to see you.

Everything worked out, and no one suspected anything. “Baby” Scott whispered as he entered your room, “how are you feeling?”

“God, Scott why are you wearing a doctor’s uniform?” you giggled.

“Only doctors can enter the wards, so I had to do it, babe” the guy shrugged his shoulders and sat down on the edge of the bed.

“You’re my hero,” you smiled. “Do you want to hold our baby boy?”

Scott nodded and you handed him your little angel. The boy, of course, slept, as befits a newborn. “He's so small” the young dad said in a whisper again.

“And he looks so much like you.”

“(Y/N), we did it. I'm so so proud of you” the guy gave you the child and hugged your shoulders as he sat next to you. You put your head on his shoulder and sighed. “I always believed that I’d become a mum” tears started appearing in your eyes.

“Hey, don’t even try to cry. Everything is okay, we’re together and no one will separate us.”

“Someone will” you wiped away your tears and giggled.

“What do you mean?” the guy managed to ask before the real doctor entered the ward and escorted Scott out of the room, yelling at him in the corridor and forbidding him to come to the hospital until you were discharged.

You couldn't stop smiling while holding the baby in your arms. He was born healthy and everything will be okay. Now you were family of three.

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[footballdaydream]

All I want - Anyone you like

You were sitting on your sofa, your arms wrapped around your legs, that you had pulled close against you, the side of your face lightly leaning against them. You knew it had to happen however you didn’t think it would happen this quickly.

Your boyfriend, well now ex-boyfriend had just broken up with you over the phone. Another failed relationship. Another heartbreak. You really couldn’t take it anymore yet there were no more tears that were running down your cheeks. As bad as it sounded, you kind of got used to being dumped by now. No one should feel this way yet you did.

“Tea is ready.”, your best friend said as he walked inside the living room, two cups of tea in his hands as he made his way over to you. As soon as you knew that it was over with your ex, you had called him. He was always the one you called whenever you went through another break-up and you were glad that he had the time to be there for you even though he was a famous football player. “Thank you”, you whispered once he handed you your tea however putting it on the small table before you sat back.

“How are you?”, he asked you after a comfortable silence as you couldn’t help but let out a sigh, shrugging your shoulders lightly. “I can’t do this anymore.”, you told him honestly, brushing your hand through your hair before you pulled it together and put it up into a ponytail. The young man next to you furrowed his eyebrows, not quite understanding what you meant hence he waited for you to continue.

“All I want is love that lasts. Is all I want too much to ask? Is it something wrong with me?”, you questioned, your eyes focusing on your fingers as you absentmindedly played with them. “There’s nothing wrong with you, love. They’re all just idiots who don’t see that you are perfect the way you are. Stop putting yourself down.”, he said, instantly wrapping his arms around you, pulling you close against him as he pressed a sweet kiss on your head. “All I want is a good guy. Are my expectations far too high?”, you stated, not really looking for an answer. It was just a question that had been lingering in the back of your head. You slightly turned your head, looking up into your best friend's eyes as he already looked at you. “I miss the days when I was young and naïve.”, you continued, your head soon finding a spot on his shoulder again as a frustrated sigh left your lips. “I thought the perfect guy would come and find me.”, you mentioned, giggling with no humour.

Your best friend hated seeing you this way. He had been there for you through all of your break-ups, through all the heartbreaks, and yet you always found a new idiot to date. It wasn’t your fault that all you did was date idiots, you just seemed to attract them, and unfortunately, you gave them your time of the day, and so you never saw the guy that had been by your side this whole time. Him. He had liked you for as long as he could remember, his own heart breaking whenever yours did but until now he never plucked up the courage to tell you how he really felt. He knew he had to. He didn’t want to see you hurt anymore.

“Maybe the perfect guy has been here all along.”, he whispered, kind of hoping that you didn’t hear it however, you did. You raised your eyebrows, your eyes slightly widened as you lifted your head up and looked into his e/c eyes. “Wha- what do you mean?”, you asked him, still in shock of what he had said. “YN, I didn’t mean to-“, he started however you cut him off as you shook your head. “But you did. Now tell me what you mean.”, you said, sitting up properly, not taking your eyes off of him. He couldn’t help but let out a sigh, biting his bottom lip lightly. Now or never, he thought to himself as he carefully took your hands in his. “YN. I’ve liked you for as long as I can remember. It’s always been the two of us, no matter what and it hurts me every time you tell me about another idiot that came into your life only for him to later break your heart. I really can’t take it anymore.”, he explained nervously, hoping that he wouldn’t ruin your friendship with his words. “And so, you think that you would be the better choice for me?”, you asked him, the edges of your mouth lightly turning up as you felt his fingers intertwine with yours. “Yes, and I can’t believe I’m saying this right now. We’re perfect for each other and I know that this is really bad timing to tell you about my feelings but I hope that you could give us a chance one day so I could show you that I’m not one of these idiots, that I'm the one that could love you right.”, he said, squeezing your hands gently.

You couldn’t believe what just happened and if you would’ve been single for longer, you’d be over the moon however like he said, it was bad timing. “You’re right. It’s not quite the right time to confess your feelings but if you could give me some time then I would love to give us a try even though I’m scared to lose the friendship we have.”, you confessed, making him nod his head. “I promise you that if it won’t work out, we can go back to how it was. Forget about everything and move on. You don’t know how happy you just made me and I promise to wait for you as long as I can. Take your time, love.”, he told you, pulling your hands up to press a soft kiss on both, finally a smile gracing your lips.

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I miss you | scott mctominay

plot: scott and y/n broke up months ago, so why are they drunk texting him at 3am?

a/n: HI ANGELS! i’m back with the fanfics, and who better to come back with than scott? anyway, this is gonna be slightly sad as i was in my feels when i wrote it, but enjoy!

it was currently 3:03am in manchester, and scott was asleep in his apartment. he had a few days off from training due to a minor injury, so he just stayed in his apartment, occasionally playing a game of fifa with daniel or marcus, but overall he mainly slept - a lot. the days off must’ve made him realise how tired he really was. he didn’t know why, but recently he had just been drained completely, so he just shrugged it off and blamed it on the football.

suddenly, scott’s ringtone went off, making the footballer shoot up; a scared look on his face until he realised it was just his phone going. he picked it up and looked at it with squint eyes, trying to adjust to the sudden brightness, it said the one name he didn’t want to see. his ex of three and a half years, y/n. the pair went through it all together, up until a few months ago. y/n had went out on a night out after an argument with him, and slept with a chelsea player. they didn’t realise what damage they had caused until the next morning, when they saw a news article about it.

as much as he didn’t want to, he remembered in detail when they ran to his flat, sobbing their heart out, insisting that it meant nothing and that they loved scott - but he was too in shock and out of it to say anything. he just sat on his couch as the love of his life stood in front of him, begging for forgiveness, trying his hardest not to listen to his gut and forgive them, forgetting the whole situation and just watching a movie - but he knew he couldn’t, not this time.

—

“please scott, we can get through this! I love you, not him,” y/n sobbed, sitting next to scott on the couch, him moving away slightly with his head in his hands. scott felt the tears in his eyes, but he couldn’t let himself cry, not now. “why did you do it?” he stammered, trying his hardest not to stutter. “I don’t know! I was just so mad after the argument, so I just went and got drun-” “don’t use drinking as an excuse, y/n! if that was the case, this wouldn’t be the first time,” he snapped, standing up and facing them with an angry look on his face.

scott didn’t even realise he was crying until y/n got up and tried to wipe the tears away. “I want you to go..” he said quietly, taking the y/h/c aback. “what?” scott sighed, “I want you to take your stuff and go, y/n. I can’t have you staying here, not now,” at that, they were both now sobbing. “where am I supposed to go?” “y/f/n’s? your mum’s? even go to daniel’s, but try and stop yourself from sleeping with him, yeah? bad enough you slept with the competition,” he spat. as much as y/n knew they deserved it, it hurt that he said that. daniel had always been one of the couple’s good friends, and with the situation, they knew daniel wouldn’t even let them anywhere near his flat at this rate. they’d well and truly fucked up.

after a while of awkward silence, y/n had packed their things and were heading towards the front door of what was once her safe space to go to their mum’s. they had tried to go to their friends house, but they had their girlfriend over for the week. “for what it’s worth scott, I truly am so sorry. just know I love you and I’ll always be here, okay?” she croaked, her voice filled with guilt and sadness. as soon as they left, scott couldn’t help but break down there and then. he didn’t know what he was going to do now, not now that he’s lost the one person that kept him sane.

—

snapping out of his daze, he saw three text notifications, along with a missed call, all from y/n. at first he was hesitant to open them, but then he thought “what if they’re in trouble?” so he opened his texts and clicked their contact,

y/n:

heyyy scott, r u awake?

y/n:

i miss you so much :( pls talk to me

y/n:

im sorry. i love u.

as he read the texts, he felt himself mentally roll his eyes. why were they reaching out now? didn’t he get hurt enough? all these thoughts were going through his head - so why was his gut telling him to text them back? he sighed and typed a simple reply saying “i’m awake” and waited on a response.

but it wasn’t a response he got, it was a phone call.

hesitant at first, he answered the call and slowly brought the phone to his ear, “hello?” he yawned, half asleep as he started talking. “scott! thank god you picked up! I thought you wanted me dead,” at that, scott shook his head - not because of what they said, more because he should’ve known to not be so stupid. of course they were drunk.

“I don’t want you dead, y/n. is there a reason you phoned? it’s three in the morning. some people have better shit to do than this,” he snapped slightly, before mumbling a small sorry for his tone of voice.

“not really, I just really wanted to speak to you. I miss you like crazy scott. I can’t take it anymore. you’re the most important person in my life, and I hurt you so much. it kills me knowing I hurt you like that. I love you-” “please don’t say that. not now,” he cut them off, all the memories of the relationship slowly but surely coming back.

“why not? it’s the truth. it’s been hell without you. practically my whole family hate me because of what I did, y/f/n and daniel haven’t spoke to me in months, let alone anyone else. I’ve tried moving on, and I can’t do it. everyone just thinks I’m that slag that cheated on the manchester united player.”

as much as scott felt bad, he was glad in a way that they didn’t move on. partly because he thought that y/n deserved it due to the hurt they caused him, and also because that was the love of his life. his soulmate even. he swore he would marry them eventually. but of course, life had other ideas for him - ideas that he wished were different.

after a short, yet awkward silence, y/n giggled over the phone, that soon turning into a full on laughing fit. scott had missed that laugh more than anything in the world; he just wished it was under different circumstances.

“what are you laughing about?” he asked, trying so hard not to smile. “do you remember that time we both got piss drunk then went to daniel’s? he was so raging with us,” thinking back to the memory, scott couldn’t help but laugh. he remembered the night like the back of his hand. mainly because it was one of the last happy memories the couple had together.

—

“shh! we’re gonna wake him up if you don’t be quiet,” y/n whispered to their boyfriend, scott letting out a drunken laugh. the pair had went with scott’s manchester united teammates and their partners in a club, and they were the last to leave.

the pair couldn’t be bothered going back home at this point, and scott knew daniel was still awake, and that the door in his flat was unlocked so they both settled and went there to spend the night as it was only five minutes away.

as the pair stumbled into the living room, their eyes locked with daniel and his girlfriend ria, who were both in the kitchen. “ohh, hey daniel! fancy seeing you here,” scott joked, making y/n laugh out loud along with ria letting out a small giggle.

“no! not tonight. you’re both wrecked,” daniel rambled, annoyance in his voice. “oh, come on daniel! I promise you we’ll be quiet this time. we admit we overreacted last time-” “overreacted?! you smashed two glasses and started singing flower of scotland at three in the morning!” daniel cut the pair off, both of them trying hard not to laugh.

“oh, come on, dan. it’s only one night. besides, you have to admit, it was quite funny,” ria pointed out. at that, daniel sighed, “fine, but NO funny business. oh, and keep the singing to a minimum please?” the pair nodded and starting stumbling into the living room. “thanks guys!” y/n cheered to the other couple. “have fun guys,” ria smiled before her and daniel went to their bedroom.

eventually, scott and y/n were both cuddled up on the couch with a pizza that took them nearly an hour to make with the states they were both in.

as the pair lay there, scott sat and stared at y/n and started thinking about how lucky he was. they really were one of a kind. as he stared down at them, they looked up at their boyfriend.

“what are you staring at?” y/n asked with a confused look, causing scott to let out a small chuckle. “I love you, you know?” scott smiled down at y/n, their head on his chest as they cuddled. y/n smiled at the comment. “I know. I love you too,” she leaned up and gave him a kiss on the cheek before taking another slice of pizza.

“right, quick game of fifa before bed?” scott asked as he got up to turn on daniel’s tv, y/n then shooting up with a smile on their face at the idea, “you’re on!”

—

“yeah, that was a good night,” scott chuckled, before letting out a small sigh. “what’s the sigh for? am I boring you?” y/n half joked, making scott shake his head.

“no! it’s just that.. what went wrong? we were happy, you know?” scott accidentally slipped out, yet he had no regrets about it. “what do you mean?” “with us, what even went wrong? we were good, then all of that happened with you and.. him.” y/n stayed silent for a moment before talking. they knew that they were the reason the relationship was over, but scott was right. they were good. more than that, even.

“I know, and again I’m sorry. I don’t know why it happened, it just did. I think about it everyday. I just wish it didn’t happen and things could go back the way it used to be,” they admitted, “yeah, me too.”

at this point, scott was trying his hardest not to cry. he knew if he did, he’d end up wanting to fix things with y/n, and he couldn’t do that - not now. too much had happened with the pair now.

you see, it wasn’t just the cheating. the arguments were beyond a joke. it was a competition to see who could hurt who the most, and it tended to be y/n that won every single time. thinking back to it, scott should’ve knew the pair would’ve ended like this soon enough. if not then, they would’ve been worse now. 

the more he was thinking of it, he really shouldn’t have answered the phone.

as y/n rambled on about how sorry they were and how they still wanted to be friends with scott, the blonde cleared his throat, “listen, y/n, it’s been nice to speak to you, really it has - but I can’t do this,” he admitted, trying to hide the sadness in his voice.

“w-what? what are you talking about?” y/n nervously laughed, making scott feel even worse.

“listen, y/n I loved you, more than anything else in the whole world. I would’ve done anything for you at all. hell, I would’ve flung away everything I had just to make you happy. but things changed, and you have to admit deep down, you knew we wouldn’t last with the way things were going. since we broke up, I sat and thought maybe it’s just the right person at the wrong time, or maybe we’d be able to sort this, but we can’t. not now. I’m always going to be here for you, but we can’t do this. not until I get over you, at least. I’m sorry, but I’m not the one that messed this up.”

as much as y/n wanted to scream and argue with their ex and insist that he was wrong, they knew he was more than right. a few tears fell from their eyes, a sob escaping their lips before speaking up.

“I understand scott. really. I’ll leave you be, but please just stay safe? and if you find someone, make sure they treat you better than me?” scott nodded, “I will. take care of yourself y/n/n,” he felt the sad smile y/n gave over the phone, “I will. bye scott,” within a few seconds, he heard that they had hung up, making scott frown.

it was now 3:27am, and scott was lying in his bed trying not to cry. he’d now gotten a bit of closure, but he couldn’t help but think that he didn’t want it.

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