Mon Cherié -benjamin Pavard

mon cherié -benjamin pavard

summary: both you and benjamin are insufferably stubborn,which makes this “hot and cold” situation unbearable. if destiny wants to see you together,who is gonna be the first one to stop acting like you hate each other?

author’s note: thank you for all your support and requests so far! this is the longest piece i wrote so far and i really put my heart and energy into this one. let me know what do you think <3

word count: 2,5 k

warnings: angst,betrayal and mentions of cheating

What is it about us that we always want something we can’t have? Or someone. I had never craved anyone’s attention like this before. Not until I met him.

He was always there,yet so far out of my reach. Almost like a toy you will reach for at top shelves in stores. Unreachable for me. I never knew where I stood with him. One thing was sure- he was the one. He had to be. If not him,then who? I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him. No amount of love movies could ever prepare me for that fatal attraction. Nothing compares to experiencing that moment. Destiny wanted us together,but did you?

From that moment on, he was the last thing I would have on my mind before going to sleep. It even got to a point where I couldn’t even escape him while I was sleeping. And when I wasn’t seeing him in my dreams,I would daydream about him. Not that I would ever admit that to him. I was too proud to do it. Eventually,that would cost us time we could already spend together.

As the time went by, I was convinced that falling for someone this hard is a form of self- destruction.It just had to be. Raw feelings and this catastrophic timing made the most painful combination. How is it even possible to love someone that much without really knowing them? I just saw right through you. For what you really are, and I still love every single part of you. Even flaws. That’s what made you so irresistible. Some said that’s because I had a savior complex and you needed to be “saved”.

The truth is- I needed you. Needed to be saved by your love. If anything,I loved your flaws more than anything. You wouldn’t be who you are without them. You desperately wanted to give off the impression of someone mysterious to everyone else and always leave them wondering. Who are you? Are you in touch with all of your darkest fantasies? Have you created a life for yourself where you can experience them? What are you really like? Do you have someone? What rumors about you are true? For a good period of time,those rumors left me wondering too.

I scrolled through her post and it wasn’t because I was envious. The only thing I want for you is to be happy,even if it doesn’t include me. At least that’s what I was trying to convince myself. It worked for awhile. It got draining eventually and I was trying my best to hide it. I felt so pathetic for crying over someone who probably doesn’t even think about me. Why would you? I clearly did my best to push you away from me. We were never friends,but certainly not this either. How did it even come to this? From sitting together in classes and making jokes to not being able to stand each other.

I had to contradict everything you said. For some reason,even though you were shy,you always had something to say about everything. Truthfully,sometimes everyone found it frustrating. What did you wanna prove? It seemed like you wanted to be a teachers pet and always be against everyone else because you are above us. Straight A’s,tall,good-looking,popular among girls.. Even your football career seemed to be going in the right direction. What else is there to prove really?

Once again,I saw right through your facade. You wanted approval from others,which is something you always seek. Maybe not actively,but you love to feel accepted. You loved to make people laugh,but honestly, nothing about this situation was funny at all. Maybe destiny doesn’t wanna see us together after all.

Where did it all take a wrong turn for us? If „we“ ever were a thing after all. Everyone noticed the way we looked at each other. Self-proclaimed enemies don't look at each other with lust in their eyes. If I had to point out one specific event, it would be the moment where I comforted you about one of the rumors that was going around.

Not because I wanted to humiliate you or find out the truth so everyone can gossip about it and talk behind your back, just like they always do. Some nice „friends“ you have. It was because I wanted to let you know I'm not that naive to believe everything I hear or read.

And most importantly- to let you know I'm here for you. Someone you can rely on, shoulder to cry. I see you and your good heart. Your good intentions. The rumor has it that you were sending inappropriate texts to some girls while you were with that girl. There was no way anyone would want to hurt her, especially not you. She looks beautiful and kind, she probably gives you butterflies. I was having sleepless nights over thinking about how to bring that up, but let's face it-that's not something you just casually bring up in random conversation. Who in their right mind would just ask „Hey, did you send these inappropriate messages to girls while you had a girlfriend? „

Nobody, except for me. I was waiting for an opportunity to ask you about this for days, weeks even. Nothing seemed like the right time to ask you about it and I wanted it to be as natural as possible. Somehow, after all that overthinking, I brought it up in the most idiotic way possible.

I noticed you were walking home alone after school and stopped you. After so many years, I still don't know what got into me. All I know is that I suddenly felt like my heart was in my throat. Even though I was practicing what to say in the mirror so many times, I went completely off the script.

Not the first time we have been off the script, is it?

„Hey, can I just show you something if you have a second?”

„Of course, what is it?”

„Uhm, I don't know are you aware, but they are talking about how you were sending some questionable messages to a lot of girls.”

„Wait, what?”

„So you don't know? There are screenshots going around…”

„I have to go or I will be late for a game, but if you can, please send me those screenshots.”

„Good luck and I will.”

„Thank you. „

This definetly felt wrong. It felt like I was interrogating you for a „crime“ that has no correlation to me whatsoever. It wasn't my place to ask you that, but since I already did, I had to proceed with it and send you screenshots.

Nothing for hours.

Followed by „seen at 3:27 am“.

That's what happens when you go off the script,but that's life. We can't retake this scene and try again.

Now it's up to you to decide what comes next. At the very least, you could've thanked me for letting you know, but no. Radio silence at your end.

After that conversation, I wouldn't even consider us „enemies“. I would consider ourselves as strangers because, at the end of the day, that is what we are. Who was I fooling? I will never know what you are thinking, who you are when you are alone at night with your thoughts. My friends noticed that you were looking at me every time I looked away from you. They didn’t know about our conversation, but even then, they knew you looked like you were so desperate to say something. Still no progress and let's face it- there will never be one.

It's not like I didn't try to occupy myself with other things, other people. All of my attempts worked out only for a short amount of time. Not suprising considering they never left significant mark on my life. Looking back on it, I should've risk it, confess it to you and risk a rejection. It couldn't be that bad if it happened sooner, right? They say time heals open wounds of a broken heart, but what would be a medicine for however you wanna describe this? All my friends are tired of hearing of how much I miss you and I got sick of thinking about you all the time. It almost felt pathetic.

I needed something, well someone to get you off my mind. Funnily enough, my boyfriend, well ex-boyfriend now, looked very similiar to you. It's safe to say I have a type. Brown eyes and curly brown hair. Very predictable of me. If I only predicted that so called replacements don't work out. If anything, that cheap version of you only made my life even more miserable with constant lying and gaslighting.

To make the whole story more embarassing, he broke up with me right before Christmas and ruined my favorite time of the year. Looking back on it, it was a blessing in disguise. There is just one thing I will forever regret if you put aside the fact that I endured his gaslighting for months. He was my first kiss and just looking back on it makes me physically ill. It's such a repulsive memory. Thanks God I complemently blocked that out of my memory.

On the other hand, I don't think he will block you out of his memory because he was also one of those that were envious of you, your talent, popularity and attractivness. Imagine if he knew he was your supossed replacement… Failed to even be the mediocre version of himself. He is free to add me on the list of girls who he didn't satisfy in any way. Not to wish bad upon anyone, but he doesn’t deserve to feel happiness after what he has done. Not to mention he most likely cheated too because I saw him with other girl on new year's party. Dissapointing but normal procedure by his standards.

Wanna hear something that is not a normal procedure in our story? Him sitting next to me in bus on our week long school trip. In the middle of the night as well. Everyone were asleep except few of us. I didn’t even notice him at first because I was got lost in my thoughts while looking through window. Night was so peaceful and you could see stars since sky was so clear, not a single cloud in the sight. He tapped my shoulder to get my attention and I just assumed it's one of my friends that was sitting behind me.

„Do you mind if I sit here? „

„No, go ahead. „

„It's a bit crowded back there so I hope you don't mind that I came. „

„It's okay, don't worry. „

„Why are you awake? „

„I could ask you the same thing. „

„I asked you first. „

„And you came to my seat so your rules don't apply here, monsieur . „

„Monsieur? I'm not that old,mademoiselle”

„Sorry, your dark cicrles are telling me a different story. „

„Hey, no need for that. „

„I'm just kidding, but seriously, why are you awake?“

„Because I can't fall asleep. „

„Really? „

„Really. That's why I'm here. „

„Huh? Am I supossed to tuckle you in and tell you a goodnight story? „

„I mean, if you want to… „

„Just go to sleep. „

„That's very rude of you, mon cherié. „

„What did you say? „

„Hm? Nothing, you are hearing stuff. „

„Goodnight then. „

„Goodnight. „

Well, that was suprising. His presence and the smell of his perfume were so comforting. It was almost like I needed him to fall asleep peacefully. To be more exact, it seemed like he needed me too.

Why are we each others safe place when all we do is bring chaos into each others lives?

Overthinking hit me again while he was leaning more and more towards me. This probbably doesn’t mean anything, but I would've lied if I said this isn't gonna disturb me. I was finally moving on and then this had to happen? How convinient.

„Sometimes I was conviced you are doing this on puprose. What else could it be? I just wanted you to make up your mind and put both of us out of this misery. I was hoping I will never ever come across you after high school. „

„I'm sorry, but that will never work out for you. Your shoulder probabbly went numb because I was all over you, I'm sorry. „

„Not just that, you were also drooling in your sleep. „

„That's embarassing. I hope nobody saw it. „

„Not only did they see you, they took pictures too. „

„Put that in a frame. But jokes aside, why did it took us so long? „

„Maybe because both of us are so insufferably stubborn? „

„That's what makes it more fun. „

„Suffering back then wasn't that fun, to be honest. „

„If this is suffering, then I wanna suffer forever with you. „

„Wow, so romantic of you. „

„Why are you rolling your eyes? I'm being serious. „

„It's just a natural reaction when I see you. „

„Are you thinking what I'm thinking or? „

„Oh stop winking at me and be serious for once. „

„Sorry, what were you saying? „

„I was about to say that I will never forgive you that you will never be my first kiss. „

„What?? I thought I was special? You are such a traitor. „

„Turns out you weren't the only one that was drooling over me. „

„Just so you know, that kiss doesn’t count. „

„So which one does? „

„This one. „

And he was right. That is the only that will ever matter.

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new pablo / pablo gavi (smau)

note: i have no clue about spanish & catalan and i know that pablo's english is not the best but this is a fic, so let's act like his english is good ;) kinda short but i hope you'll enjoy this one xx

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p.s: pardon me if there is any mistake, i'll edit this asap 😊 thank you for reading xx

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fernandezology

2 years ago

checkmate, i couldn't lose - christian pulisic

pairing: christian pulisic x reader

author’s note: based on interview christian gave in 2021,let me know if you liked this<3

word count: 700 words

Checkmate, I Couldn't Lose - Christian Pulisic

from feeling you are on top of the world to watching your loved one in the coffin,life sure is unpredictable.

it was hard to comprehend why was this happening to christian,but there was nothing either of you could’ve done to bring his grandfather back to life. it all happened so quickly,he never had a chance to say goodbye to him.

to make timing even worser,it was a week before he planned to introduce you to him. it was about time because his grandfather wanted to meet who is that girl that got him utterly infatuated. not to mention he was the first one to hear all about you. it was not a secret that christian trusted his judgment very much.

even though unfortunately he never got to meet you,he was absolutely sure that you were “the one” for christian. the way his eyes light up everytime he would even think about you,the way he could not help to smile when he was taking about you… all the signs were there.

and yet there was not a single sign that was the last time he will ever see him alive and play chess with him. you immediately knew something terribly wrong happened when u saw a tear falling from his left eye after answering his sister’s call. quiet “what’s wrong” escaped from your lips as you sat down on floor next to him.

he still couldn’t process these news and it felt like time has stopped. all he could do at that moment melt down into your embrace.

it took him a while to realize that opening up is never not something to be ashamed of. he thought he was too tough to need help and didn’t wanted to be a bother to you with his rants.

eventually, you assured him when it’s all on him,it can feel like a lot. that’s not how it should be and it won’t be as long as he has you by his side. this was the first time he broke down in tears in front of you even though he showed vulnerability before,it was nothing like this.

it felt like hours passed before he managed to say devastating news out loud. this meant your trip to his family is gonna happen sooner than you planned. too bad it was under these unfortunate circumstances.

one of the reasons he didn’t really open to anyone because he couldn’t stand “i totally understand how you feel” sentence. already prone to over-analyzing everything,this just made him feel like nobody is actually listening. somehow you knew he hated hearing that and you never used it. even when you didn’t feel whatever was bothering him on your own skin,you did understand it.

however,this time you understand from your own experience. you were very close with your grandparents as a kid. they taught you pretty much there is to learn. reading,tying your shoelaces,writing,manners…and when both of them passed away in a short period of time,it felt unreal.

him and his grandfather had their thing and it was playing chess. after the funeral,christian wanted to see his room one last time. you wanted to give him privacy to do it but he wanted you to come with him. he took your hand and gently pulled you to him. when you entered room,his look was immediately on chess board next to vinyl recorder and you started to put pieces together.

“wait,that’s why you have tattoo of chess piece?”

“one of reasons,yeah. he taught me how to play when i was younger,but i am nowhere near level.”

“i didn’t even know you knew how to play it.”

“i guess i never mentioned it,but me and kante sometimes play it on plane. we always have good battles but it’s hard to beat him.”

“i’m here if you wanna feel like beth from queen’s gambit. absolutely clueless about how any of this is working.”

“hm,i think out of all people you would understand it. “

“why?”

“he used to say that life is like chess because it consists of very limited number of moves. you need to make good use of them and create your own opportunities-just like i did with you.”

“well whatever you did is definitely working on me.”

“checkmate,i couldn’t lose.”

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fernandezology

2 years ago

wow taylor really wrote this about them…

like adults — mm

AUTHOR: last part guys

SUMMARY: two people who meet again are destined to be, aren’t they?

WARNINGS: smut, nsfw content, pregnancy

PART I - PART II

“Oh fucking hell…” you moaned, your hand gripping tightly Mason’s hair as his head stayed between your legs which threatened to close around it, but his strong arms kept them apart. It was just eight in the morning but Mason didn’t seem to be having a single care in the world. The moment his eyes opened he was already going down on you. And who were you to deny him of his wish? You surely didn’t mind. Mason dragged his skillful tongue over your folds, his nose nudging against your clit whenever he’d slip it in your entrance. You whined, feeling a coil forming in your stomach.

“It’s okay, baby, I got you.” He winked at you beneath the sheets, although you were way too hot for them now. Mason ate you out as if you were his breakfast, probably because you were. Your head fell backwards on the pillows, not able to keep the eye contact with him. You were seeing stars, wondering how you could have gone without this for two years. He was such a good distraction, maybe too good since you didn’t even hear when the front door opened and part of his family got inside.

“Mase, yes fuck y-”

“Uncle Mase!” You let out a loud yelp, pulling yourself away from Mason who got hit by one of your legs as you tried to cover yourself up as quickly as possible. His niece stood on the threshold of his room door, his sister right behind her laughing. Mason put on an embarrassed yet cheeky smile whilst you buried yourself in the sheets.

“Hey, baby. What are you two doing here? At eight in the morning?” You sensed a bit of irony in his tone. Mason looked at his niece and then back at his sister, the back of his hand wiping his mouth and chin as he gathered himself. It wasn’t unusual to see him shirtless but you definitely weren’t used to lay around in a thin see through shirt of his when his family was around.

“You said you’d take care of Summer for the day, remember? I have that school trip with the other little monster.” Jaz was still trying to hide the smirk on her face, finding this whole situation very amusing. You sat up, pulling your sheets to cover your torso even though you were wearing a shirt it was way too see through. Summer didn’t seem to understand the situation since she had this wide smile on her lips whilst she tried to climb on the bed.

“Yea yea, sorry. Hey baby, how about you and mommy wait for us in the living room? I bought you that doll you liked so much and it’s in that room.” Mason managed to stop her niece from getting into bed with us which would have only made things worse considering you weren’t wearing anything besides the shirt and Mason was in his underwear as well. Jazmine shot him a glare when she heard his words, she believed her brother spoiled her kids too much but you knew that was just Mason being Mason. He liked making gifts, to you, to his family, to his niece, to his friends. It was part of his love language. Jaz took Summer and closed the door, not before throwing you a knowing wink. You sighed and let yourself fall back on the bed.

“I’m sorry I forgot they were coming over.” He apologized, leaning in to kiss your lips. You shrugged your shoulders, you didn’t mind being with Summer, you loved the kid. You just wished they hadn’t walked in on you in that moment, making things so much more awkward.

“It’s okay, it was just embarrassing.” You giggled out of nervousness. Mason pecked your lips again and again, until you were making out in his bed. He could get very handsy whilst kissing, that was why you weren’t surprised when his fingers began to travel down your stomach and between your legs.

“Mase… We’ve got to go, your niece is waiting for us.” You warned him closing your legs, you weren’t going to enjoy it after the events of the morning and knowing they were just a few rooms away. Mason sighed and retracted his hand, resting his forehead on yours before getting up. You giggled when he took your underwear with him, using it as a bracelet and walking in his bathroom. He could be such a child sometimes. As you laid on Mason’s bed you couldn’t help but think back to the events of the past weeks: after Summer’s birthday party, which didn’t end as tragically as you had anticipated but only with Mason and Rúben a step away from throwing hands, you had taken a few days to think back to whatever had happened. That conversation in Jaz’s kitchen, Mason’s glares and behavior, your emotions and feelings. There was no use in hiding you had missed him and his family, but you needed to talk things out, you couldn’t make the same mistake again. Most of your plan was thrown out the window when he answered his front door in nothing but his sweats. All of this happened a week ago.

“Do you have any plans for today?” Mason asked whilst putting on a sweater, whilst you spat the toothpaste in the sink. It was a random Thursday and he had the day off work. He leaned against the door watching your every move as you dried off your mouth and hands.

“Yea, I promised Rúben I’d pick Eddie up from school.” You explained walking back in the room, grabbing your clothes. You didn’t need to turn around to see Mason had probably rolled his eyes back at the mention of your friend’s name. Even after the previous events of the past week he still wasn’t very fond of Rúben. Not that you expected him to but part of you hoped he would eventually.

“Doesn’t he have a girlfriend or does he like stealing mine?” Mason commented and you widened your eyes at his statement. Girlfriend? You hadn’t really talked about getting back together but you couldn’t really blame him for thinking that. Mason read the surprise and discomfort on your face.

“Sorry, too soon. I’ll be down cooking breakfast.” He pecked your lips before getting out of his room. You could hear Summer giggling as Mason probably entered the room. You sighed and free fell on his bed again. So many thoughts, so many questions. What were you doing anyway? You cursed under your breath before standing up and joining them downstairs.

“You’ve got to be kidding me now…” Mason groaned, brushing a hand through his hair. You bit down onto your bottom lip, realizing you could have phrased it ten times better but there was little to no good way to put it.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t think you’d ask.” You explained as you watched him putting his shorts back on and fixing his shirt. It had all started when Mason asked you to come to his practice, telling you some of his teammates’ girlfriends and relatives were coming as well. You didn’t mind, you enjoyed watching him train and you were lucky enough to have the Friday afternoon off work. Of course Mason was incapable of behaving when you were around so halfway through the training he asked you to meet him in the locker rooms. The rest of his team was still outside, taking a small break. You knew Mason’s real intentions the minute you stepped inside that room.

“Fuck… Will you come to the ceremony with me tomorrow night?” He had asked a few minutes after sex. You froze on the spot, moving your attention onto something else like cleaning yourself up as Mason tucked himself back in his boxers. He looked ravishing: with his freshly cut hair, naked arms showing his few tattoos and those shorts you loved because of how well they hugged his thighs. You really didn’t want to ruin the moment.

“I can’t— Mason looked at you in confusion. He knew you had no plans for tomorrow night— Rúben asked me a while ago...” And that was why you were currently in this situation of a raging Mason. The Portuguese player had told you about this silly ceremony a few weeks earlier and you had agreed on being his plus one, knowing Eddie was going to be there as well you didn’t mind help him out with his son if he happened to be needed on stage.

“It’s always fucking Rúben here and there. Why doesn’t he get a fucking nanny or a girlfriend so he can stop annoying us?” Mason was mad. Really mad. The kind of mad you had seen a few times. You knew how much he didn’t like your friendship with Rúben but he had to deal with it because you loved him and his son too much to cut off the friendship.

“I’m sorry, okay? But he asked me first, I can’t bail on him last minute, Mase. Plus we will see each other at the ceremony. It’s not like I’m there as his girlfriend.” You really shouldn’t have said that. Mason’s eyes lit up with an anger and passion you hadn’t seen before. You still hadn’t discussed the whole girlfriend and boyfriend thing, you were postponing the inevitable and you knew it.

“It’s not like you would have come as my girlfriend either, is it? Sometimes I feel like you just want me for sex…” his tone got softer as he spoke the last sentence. Your mouth opened and closed as you took in his admission. Did he really feel this way? Silence fell upon the two of you. It wasn’t as if you didn’t know what to say, you were too scared of hurting him even more. Mason looked at you briefly before grabbing his water bottle.

“I’ll see you after practice.”

Mason couldn’t focus properly for the rest of the training. He couldn’t take his mind off the idea that maybe he was putting more effort than you into this relationship. He even dryly laughed to himself a couple times as he realized he was thinking of you two as a couple when you didn’t even allow him yet to ask you to get back together. Maybe he was too head over heels for you to realize that things hadn’t changed, that you were there but he could’ve never got a hold of you. It hurt him, it fucking hurt him to see you so close yet so far away. Was it going to work out for the two of you this time? Or was he going to get his heart broken again? As he occasionally glanced at you talking to Jorginho's wife his heart skipped a bit. He had hated himself for two years for still loving you just as much as the first time. He hadn't been able to forget you nor hate you, he had needed you like air and now that you were back in his arms he would've done anything to not let go of you again. But did things even change since the las time?

"Meet me at the bar after dinner, okay?" you smiled at Mason whose hands were resting on your hips, a cute pout on his lips as he had to leave you into the arms of Ruben. You didn't know how but you had managed to calm him down, promising him to meet up once supper was over. Mason still wasn't very fond of the idea of you with another man but he had to deal with it. He was old enough to know when to let go of things that didn't really matter. Mason pecked your lips briefly.

"You look gorgeous." he whispered against your lips, Ruben not even paying attention to the two of you as he looked at his son. You blushed and kissed him again. You still hadn't grown used to Mason's kisses, in fact, they were never enough for you.

"You look good too, Mase." you replied letting go of your handsome... What? You still didn't know. Sometimes it was funny to think that neither of you had problems with exchanging effusions in public but still refused to talk about where you stood in this situation. Mason watched you get into Ruben's rented car, the driver keeping the door open for the three of you. Jealousy made his stomach twist and turn but he swallowed his pride and put on a fake smile as he watched you leave. It was going to be a long night.

"Eddie, come sit on my lap, daddy needs to eat." you took the little boy from Ruben's arms. The Portuguese player shot you a grateful glance. The night had been going smoothly, Eddie wanting to be either on his dad's or your lap. You didn't really mind though. You sat among other Manchester City players, such as Jack Grealish and his girlfriend Madison, Phil Foden and his family and Kevin De Bruyne with his wife Michelle. You knew them all, especially Jack who was the one to introduce to all of them.

"You're so sweet to him. Sometimes you look like his mom.” Madison told you as she lovingly watched you play with Eddie. You faked a smile and brought your attention back to the little boy. You loved him to death but even with this whole situation you never had the desire to become a mother. Sometimes you had thought about it, though about how it would feel to become one but you never liked the idea.

“Rúbes, c’mere. You got sauce on your lip.” You laughed as you wiped the sauce off his mouth. The Portuguese winked at you as a thank you and returned to his conversation with Phil.

“Are you sure there’s nothing between you and Rúben? I see a lot of chemistry going on.” Madison smirked at you after seeing that little scene. You giggled, blushing. You loved Rúben but as a friend and nothing more.

“Daddy likes her.” Eddie joined the conversation which made the two of you burst into laughter. As you enjoyed the rest of the dinner accompanied by laughters and jokes, someone else couldn’t say the same. Mason sat a few tables away from you, next to Kai and his girlfriend, Kepa and his fiancé and Jorginho with his wife. He couldn’t focus for more than three minutes on the conversations because his attention was always drawn back to you. He had seen that little exchange with Rúben, which he didn’t enjoy at all and how you held Eddie had his stomach twisting. You looked so beautiful.

“I don’t want to be noisy but didn’t you guys get back together? Why is she with the Manchester City guys?” Kepa asked as he noticed his teammate and friend glaring at your table every second. Mason looked at him and sighed but before he could answer Jorginho did it for him.

“Because she’s Días’ personal baby sitter and our friend here is too scared to make a move.” Mason shot his teammate a glare. He knew Jorginho wasn’t entirely wrong: he was scared to officially ask you to get back together because he wasn’t so sure you’d agree. Mason hated seeing you with Rúben and he hated even more how comfortable you appeared when you were around him and his son. He had lost the count of the times he had pictured himself in that position.

“Shut up. We’re taking it slow.” Mason answered Kepa’s question who sensed his friend was tense enough and decided to stop questioning the situation. It was already messy and complicated, last thing he wanted was to rile his friend up even more.

“Yea, she’s definitely taking it tonight from Días.” Jorginho joked again, enjoying pissing his teammate off. His wife, Alicia, slapped the back of his head which made him finally shut up after a glare shot by Mason. The Chelsea player took a look at his watch: dinner was almost over and he was itching to stand up and get to the bar to be with you.

“Ooh Mason Mount? I see you got your hands full, haven’t you?” Madison giggled sipping on her wine. You had told her about your little situation with the Chelsea player. You smiled, glancing to the just mentioned man who was laughing at something Kai had said. He was so beautiful. The type of beauty you couldn’t see very often, the type of beauty that made your lips smile, the type of beauty that could make you fall in love with just a look.

“Y/N… Hug!” Eddie took your attention when he threw himself at you, his short arms wrapping around your neck as he pulled you impossibly closer. Rúben turned around once he realized his son wasn’t next to him anymore and smiled at the view. He was so glad to have a friend like you in his life, someone who loved Eddie almost as much as he did.

“Okay Spiderman, let go of y/n. She has to talk to some friends now.” Rúben freed you of his son’s grip when he saw Mason approaching your table. You mouthed him a thank you before standing up and joining Mason for a drink. Mason kept his hand on your lower back, guiding you through the crowd towards the bar.

“How's your evening going, handsome?" You asked him after ordering you two a round of drinks. He took a deep breath, this type of ceremonies weren’t his favorite. He always felt as if all eyes were on him and he had to act like the perfect man, always smiling to everyone when he was just feeling tense.

"Better now that I'm with you." he replied, leaning in to peck your lips. You let him although the gesture didn't make you feel very comfortable. You brushed it off, not wanting to upset him. Sometimes you had the impression you were rushing things, after all you hadn’t really discussed yet the reason why you had broken up in the first place but you still pretended everything was fine.

"You look very cute with Edward. I don't like his dad a lot, but you two make a cute duo." Mason commented. Seeing you around Eddie because reminded him of all the things he wanted in his future, with you. But he could still remember the last time you two had talked about this topic and how it didn't end well at all. He didn't want to lose you to someone who wasn't even born. It was ironic how you were both dealing with the same trail of thoughts without actually bringing it up to the other.

"Madison said I look like his mom sometimes." you didn't know why you had said that because by the look on Mason's face you could tell he wasn't one bit amused by the admission. What did she mean by that? Were things more complicated than you let him know? Where was Eddie's mom anyway? Those were the questions that started to appear in his head.

"Would you like that? To be his mom?" Mason asked and the expression on his face appeared very neutral. He genuinely wanted to know and he knew the answer would have had nothing to do with Ruben. You thanked the bartender when he handed you two your drinks.

"No, he's more like a nephew to me. Like Summer." you explained and something inside Mason changed. He was glad you didn't want to be someone else's son's mom but he was a bit jealous you felt the same away about Eddie and his niece. Mason knew his thoughts were a bit childish, but he couldn’t help it.

"I think Summer has a crush on him." He admitted chuckling, changing the subject. You giggled nodding, remembering the two of them interacting and noticing some chemistry.

"Yes. Eddie has told me about her a few times after her birthday." you added. You had gone on play dates with Eddie and Summer a couple times, along with Jasmine obviously. Soon you were joined by Kai, Christian and Sophia. The five of you ordered other drinks and before you knew it you were laughing at whatever came out Kai's mouth.

"I missed you, Y/N. I had no one at games and training's." Sophia admitted. Your lips curved into a soft smile. You had missed her as well, but having stayed so far away from the football world for as long as possible meant you didn't allow yourself to think about it too much.

"I missed you too. And I missed Balou too, how is he?" you asked remembering about the times she had asked you on dates at the park and brought along her sweet Balou. You also remembered Kai being jealous of the fact that their dog was more protective of Sophia than of him.

"He's good. With our new entrance he's going to be so much happier." she said sipping on her coke. Sophia was the kind of friend you had wished to meet all your life, you hadn’t spoken for two years but it felt as if things had never changed. You knew she probably had a lot of questions but due to your surroundings she kept them to herself.

"Aw, you got another dog?" you asked already picturing the sweetest and softest little dog on earth. Sophia chuckled and shook her head before taking your hand into hers and bringing it to her belly.

"No, I'm pregnant. Two months." you were speechless. You stayed quiet with your hand over your mouth. You could not believe your own ears. You quickly glanced at Kai who was talking to Mason, completely clueless to your conversation. They were going to become parents.

"Congratulations! Oh my god." you immediately hugged her, she giggled at your surprised face. You two gain the three boys' attentions who didn't understand your sudden show of affection.

"Oh god, I can't believe this hot head is going to be a dad. Daddy Kai- Oh no, I'm sorry." you laughed, hugging the german footballer as well. You were so happy for them. Mason smiled seeing your happy face. You were so pure and genuine, another reason why he loved you so much. Kai laughed as well, hugging you.

"You're next up, y/n." Kai joked to which you froze, faking a smile and distracting yourself with your drink. Mason looked at how your facial expression changed after Kai's words. He tried not to take it too serious but you had already had that talk and it led to nothing good.

"Who wants another round?"

You sat on Summer's bed, brushing her doll's hair as she played with her uncle. It was the end of December, more precisely New Year's Eve. You were going to spend part of the day with his family and then celebrate with your friends. You looked at the two of them, the big smiles on their lips, Mason's bad jokes which always managed to make his niece laugh, Summer's short arms holding onto his shoulders. He was so sweet to her.

"What are you looking at?" Mason asked you once your niece left you two find her other doll. You shrugged your shoulders and crawled closer to him. The british boy grinned and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you impossibly closer to him as you were sat on Summer's massive carpet. It had been a month since that ceremony and Sophia's revelation and you hadn’t stopped thinking about. In a few weeks she would have held her baby shower and she was so thrilled. You were beyond joyful for the german couple but something kept bothering your mind.

"Just a handsome man in some very fitting pants." You pecked his lips, letting your hand get lost in his hair whilst Mason smirked during the kiss. He had missed this, missed you, missed this sense of familiarity. There was no other woman he wanted to introduce to his family, you were perfect for him, you matched like two pieces of a puzzle. You pulled away and pecked his bearded cheek.

“Don’t you dare shave this, understood?” You jokingly warned him, remembering a time when he decided to shave it all off against your will. He just looked so good with his beard, as much as you loved his clean baby face, you adored this version of Mason. He chuckled and nodded, pecking your cheek before his niece returned.

“When can Eddie and I play again, Auntie y/n?” The blondie asked smiling, her cheeks slightly pink after making the request. You glanced at Mason, trying to hide an amused smirk. Her first crush, this was so cute.

“I’ll text his dad to ask him, okay?” you said pulling out your phone. Summer nodded, taking the doll you were hair brushing just a few minutes before. You didn’t notice that Rúben had actually texted you during this time.

«have you told him?»

«y/n, you know you have to tell him. It’s the right thing to do»

«i’ll always be there for you, no matter what.»

Mason didn’t mean to read your phone but it was on sight and he just wanted to see how you would have phrased Summer’s request. He didn’t mean to intrude but now he was glad he did. What was he talking about? Was Rúben talking about him? What weren’t you telling him? Mason tried to bite his tongue for the rest of the evening, waiting for when you were alone. He didn’t want to cause a scene in front of his family who seemed to love you just as much as they loved you back in the day. Maybe because he had never really told them the truth, nobody except for Jasmine knew the real reason why you two had broken up the first time. As much as he ‘hated’ you he didn’t want his family to feel the same way. So he lied and said that you needed time on your own to figure out your life, that all this fame and popularity that came with being Mason Mount’s girlfriend was too much to handle. They didn’t like that reason either, but it was more understandable. If his parents found out what had actually happened when you two broke up, they probably would have talked him out of dating again. Because they knew, everyone knew why this could have never worked out. But Mason wanted this to work so bad, he didn’t care how much he would have had to sacrifice for you.

“Leo is so cute. He’s turning into a little man.” You commented whilst Mason drove you to Kai and Sophia’s house, where the party was being held. Mason chuckled, remembering how the little one had climbed on your lap during dinner and started to play with your hair. It was all so cute he couldn’t stop smiling. He had said this multiple times but he loved seeing you play with his niece and nephew.

“Yes, Jasmine is scared he’ll turn into a little me. She should be proud of that.” He playfully rolled his eyes, reminiscing on her sister’s words. You giggled, shaking your head. Mason could be a bit of an idiot but you knew he was a great person and a great uncle. The drive to the German couple wasn’t long, most of it spent singing to your questionable playlist. Mason held your hand almost all the time, kissing the back of it occasionally. When you arrived, Kai and Christian were the ones to welcome you inside. Sophia was changing her sweater because someone had spilled a bit of their drink on it.

“Red or black? I really like this one but my belly is so huge I don’t know if it will fit me.” Sophia asked you, showing two of her clothing items. You pressed your lips together, trying to figure out which one would have looked better on her. Eventually she chose to wear the red one. You petted Balou on the head in the meanwhile.

“Can I just text Kai with your phone? I think I forgot to pick up more tissues and I left my phone downstairs.” She asked and you simply handed your phone over to her, your whole attention on her dog. You had really missed Balou.

“Y/n… Are you pregnant?” The blood in your veins froze in that moment. You looked up from Balu, dropping the ball to the ground. Your eyes met Sophia’s who was looking at you in shock. You didn’t know what to say. She must’ve read your texts with Rúben and figured it all out.

“I- Just don’t tell Mason, okay?” You quickly stated. Last thing you needed was him finding out through someone who wasn’t you. She frowned, tilting her head to the side as she handed you your phone back.

“Wait, he doesn’t know?” She asked and you knew there was no escaping, you had to tell her everything now and to be fair you were in need of a girl friend and a good advice in that moment. You sighed, starting to play with the rings on your hand.

“Mason and I broke up two years because I didn’t want to have kids. I never really felt the urge or desire to be a mom and when this came up we had very different points of view. We had to break up. Mason has always dreamed of having a family with kids and dogs and I have never wanted that. A few months ago we met again and we made the terrible mistake to get back together. I don’t know why I let this happen. I love Mason, I really do. There hasn’t been a man before or after him I wanted as much as I wanted him. But two years later I still don’t desire having kids. I don’t know how this happened, I guess karma can be a bit of a bitch sometimes but I don’t know what to say or do. I don’t want this but if Mason found out about it he’d be so excited and I can’t tell him I’m not going to proceed forward with this pregnancy. It’s going to break his heart and I already did that once.” You could feel a couple tears leave your eyes and with a shaking voice you continued to talk because you needed to let it out. Sophia listened to you, not stopping you once. At the end she handed you some tissues as you two sat in silence. It was an ironic moment: two pregnant women with two different ideas. Sophia was thrilled to have this baby with Kai, meanwhile you dreaded the moment you would have eventually told Mason about it.

“You have every right in this world to not want kids. You’re a wonderful woman, friend, girlfriend and daughter with or without a baby. No matter what I’ll stick beside you, y/n. It’s not easy, I know, but if I know you well I’m sure you’ll make the right decision for you.” She took your hands in hers, wiping some of the tears off your cheeks. You smiled at her. Sophia was the kind of friend you could only find once or twice in a lifetime. You nodded, but before you could add anything else someone knocked on the door. You quickly dried your cheeks and fixed your make up as Sophia opened the door.

“Are the ladies ready? Everyone’s downstairs.” Kai pecked his girlfriend’s lips and you spotted Mason right behind him. Sophia shot you a quick glance to which you nodded: you were going to be fine. You joined the three of them, Mason stretching his hand out for you to hold.

“You okay, baby?” He asked pecking your temple and you nodded again, scared your voice would have betrayed you. Whether or not Mason believed your answer, he didn’t question it. It was going to be all fine…

The following hours were full of entertainment thanks to Kai’s bad jokes, Ben’s drunk self and Reece and Christian’s bad karaoke skills. They were all big family and you were glad to have met a group like this one. Mason was beer pong against Jorginho, occasionally asking you to kiss his hand holding the ball for good luck. You stared at him whilst sipping on your coke. How were you going to break this man’s— who was actually just a child in a bigger body— heart again? You couldn’t. Not when he looked so beautiful and at peace. You knew he loved you, he made sure you got that message loud and clear. But you could also tell by the way he looked at you, cared for you, kissed you. He treated as if you were the only thing that mattered in this world. You couldn’t stand the idea of telling him the truth. Sophia had often checked on you when he wasn’t around but no matter how many times you told her you were okay, she knew you weren’t and she couldn’t blame you either.

“Fireworks outside, c’mon!” Kai started to run to the backyard. Everyone followed him. It was five minutes to midnight. Almost the end of another long and eventful year. But you were ending it next to the person you loved the most. Mason hugged you from behind, his chin resting on your shoulder as he looked up at the scheme of red and blue and yellow fireworks.

“2 minutes!” You laughed when Ben tripped and almost fell into the pool, rescued quickly by Reece. The man couldn’t handle alcohol at an age like his, it was worrying. You could hear Mason lughing as well. The simple sound making your stomach twist and butterflies fly around. You felt his hand on your cheeks, implicitly asking you to turn around. You did, his arms still wrapped around your body.

“Happy New Year, baby.” Followed by a soft kiss to the lips whilst the rest of them started to scream and laugh, the fireworks intensified but you blocked it all out. Your only care in the world in that moment was his lips on yours, his delicate touch and his cologne that inebriated your senses. You pulled away to see a beautiful smile painted on his sweet lips.

“I love you.” He murmured for only you to hear. You could feel your cheeks heat up, you knew he loved you but somehow it still had that affect on you. But would he have still loved you if he knew the truth? If he knew what secret you were keeping from him? You had doubts about it. Mason didn’t need you to say it back, he knew you felt the same way. You pressed your lips together and rested your forehead against his chest, trying to stay in the moment. But it was hard, it was hard when you knew you had something he had for so long desired but you couldn’t give it to him.

“Y/n, a shot? You owe me one!” Ben appeared out of nowhere, holding two cups and a bottle of tequila. You pulled away from Mason and shook your head. Ben scrunched his nose up, not liking your answer. You used to be his shots buddy, always taking shots whenever either of you wanted to. It was an unwritten rule: you had to take one shot when Ben wanted and vice versa. Mason too was confused when you declined his offer. In fact, he couldn’t recall you drinking any alcohol that night.

“Have you gone soft on me now, y/n? C’mon!” Ben’s slurred words made you giggle as you tried to find a decent excuse as to why you weren’t going to drink. Sophia was nowhere to be seen, so she couldn’t save you and there was no way you would have admitted the truth to a drunk Ben and Mason.

“Nobody wants to take shots these days. Sophia is pregnant, are you too now? It’s like the period excuse. ‘Sorry, I can’t I’m pregnant’.” Ben found himself and his jokes hilarious, that was why he was laughing his ass off after that line. You tensed, putting on a forced smile. Little did he know… Mason chuckled, more because his friend was absolutely wasted but when he saw the look of dread on your face he worried.

“What’s wrong?” He asked. You shook your head. Ben’s words repeating themselves all over in your head. You were pregnant. You were carrying Mason’s child. It all hit you suddenly. It didn’t hit you when your period was one week late, neither did it hit you when you took three pregnancy tests, nor when you talked to Rúben about it. But in that moment, in front of the man whose child you were carrying realization washed over you: you were pregnant.

“I just- I need a moment.” You excused yourself, stepping away from Mason and Ben walking back inside the house. The british player was so confused. He didn’t think what Ben had said made you upset but he struggled to find a reason to your reaction. You took your phone out of your pocket, scrolling through your contacts and calling the only other person who knew about this.

“Hey, happy new-” “I can’t don’t this, Rúbes, I can’t tell him I’m pregnant. Fuck, I can’t do this to him. I-”

You failed to realize as you ran around in circles in Sophia and Kai’s shared bedroom that someone had followed you. And that someone happened to be your boyfriend. Mason had walked in the house just a couple minutes after you. Your behavior was off and he wanted to understand why. He figured you were either in the bathroom or in one of the rooms, lucky for him his teammate and his girlfriend’s room was the first one he ran into. Karma was once again playing against you. Mason froze on his feet as he heard those words come out of your mouth. You heard the door open too late, turning around to see him stand on the threshold. His face was blank as he stared at you in utter confusion and shock.

“I’ll call you back.— you hung up, you would have had to apologize to Rúben in the morning — Mase?” You called him because he appeared in a state of trance. You could feel your heart beating in your throat as you searched for any sign from him. This was not how you wanted him to find out about it. But did you want him to find out at all?

“You’re- you’re pregnant?” He asked lowly, almost in a whisper. You nodded, biting your bottom lip. A few feet separated you two and you were the one to minimize that distance by stepping closer, but you still didn’t dare come too close. Mason took in that information, trying to process it. A hundred thoughts ran through his mind as he looked at you. This was all he had wished for in the last years. But at the same time he knew this was the last thing you wanted.

“Is it mine?” He asked again. The question was obvious but he still needed to be sure about it. You nodded again. His heart filled with joy and for a second, just for a second, he was happy. Mason walked the distance between the two of you, his arms were soon around you, squeezing you into a hug. You gulped, tears forming at the corners of your eyes. You realized that you were thousand of miles away, you had never felt him so distant.

“I don’t want it, Mase. I’m sorry.” You choked on your words, bursting into tears. Mason tightened the grip around you, keeping you closer as you let it all out. It felt so good to finally tell him but another weight rested in your chest. Mason felt his heart break a little but he knew, he already knew. He should have known better because you had been very clear about this topic. Part of him always wished for you to change your mind. You gripped the hem of his shirt, afraid of falling apart.

“I know, it’s okay…” he whispered in your ear, almost letting his teary eyes get the best of him. But hearing those words you pulled away from his hug, looking up at his red eyes. You dreaded the look on his face but you had seen it coming.

“No, it’s not.” You pulled completely away. Mason shook his head: he wasn’t going through all of this again. He wasn’t letting this happen again. He wasn’t letting go of you again. He dried some of the tears that had rolled down his cheeks. You clenched your jaw, trying to hold back your tears.

“This is not happening. Not again. I love you and I don’t fucking care about anything else, y/n. I’m not leaving you.” He sobbed desperately, trying to touch you, to pull you into another hug but you took a step back shaking your head. He was doing that again, he was letting his love for you cloud his judgement. But this time it was your fault. You should have never walked in his life again, you shouldn’t have gone back to him knowing this would have happened eventually, knowing neither of you had change your mind. You had acted foolishly, you could’ve avoided hurting him again.

“Don’t do this to me, baby. Not again. I can’t take it anymore.” Mason kept going, sitting on the edge of the bed. He had no control over the tears that streamed down his cheeks. He looked so sad, devastated, in pain. What you feared the most was happening right in front your eyes. You shook your head. It was all so confusing and hurtful. You wanted him more than ever but something bigger stood in the middle.

“You want this, Mase. You want this baby. And I don’t blame you, I can’t blame you. You want this life and it fucking hurts because I want to want it too, I want this to be my dream too so fucking bad. But I can’t. I’m sorry I shouldn’t have come back, this is all my fault. I’m sorry, Mase.” You sobbed, your hand covering your mouth as you let go. Mason couldn’t believe his eyes or ears. He couldn’t believe two years later it was happening the same thing all over again. He couldn’t believe it but he should’ve seen it coming. He couldn’t keep avoiding the elephant in the room, he did and now he had to deal with the consequences of it.

“I want you! Listen to me— he stood up, erasing the distance again and cupped your cheeks to raise your face— I don’t care. I want you, I love you. You’re the only of my life. Did you see what happened when you left me? We found our way back to each other. If that isn’t destiny I don’t know what it is. Don’t do this to me again, please.” It was excruciating listening to him cry and beg you to not leave him. Suddenly it all felt so familiar, suddenly you were in your living room, suddenly you were two years younger and suddenly you were leaving your boyfriend all over again. You didn’t say anything for a moment, just bawling your eyes out. The pleading look in his eyes was killing you.

“Look me in the eyes and tell me you will never desire to see me carry your baby, tell me you will never feel the urge to watch me hold our baby, tell me you won’t desire to take your kid to school, tell me you won’t feel as if you’re missing out on this experience when all your friends will have their families and kids. Tell me you don’t want this baby.” Your voice was suddenly firm as you stared right into his eyes. You were being fair to him, but you knew he had to face reality and stop escaping from it. You knew he didn’t have all the answers which was already an answer. Mason’s eyes filled with tears again as he stayed silent, keeping the eye contact. He saw all your moments together pass by him altogether. It all felt like a distant memory. Mason sniffed, letting go of your face and taking a step back. You missed his touch immediately.

“When are you going to…?” He gulped, looking down at your stomach. He could already picture it getting bigger and bigger, hearing his kid kicking, talking to them. But he knew he shouldn’t have daydreamed about it. You bit your inner cheek.

“I think this week.” Was your cold answer. You just wanted to get it over with. You weren’t ready for the weeks to come but you had to stay strong for yourself. Mason nodded, looking down at his shoes. So many questions filled his head but none of them made sense in that moment.

“Do you want me to come with you?” He asked. Your facial expression softened and you almost cried again. You knew this would have costed him too much and you would have never asked him to do that. It was already hard for you.

“No, it’s okay. Rúben is coming.” Mason wanted to laugh but he was too tired for any salty answer. He was tired of this movie he had watched way too many times. He liked it a lot but he already knew how it always ended. Silence fell upon the two of you. There wasn’t much left to say. You started to fix your make up, not that it really mattered. Mason looked at you, realizing it was probably going to be the last time and realizing how hard it must have been for you. He stood up, walking closer to you.

“I’m sorry. I hope you find what you really want.” He looked at you softly, the way you looked at someone you loved. His arms around you as he hugged again. You would have missed this, again.

“I wanted you…” you mumbled to yourself, knowing you should have kept it to yourself. But you weren’t thinking straight in that moment. Mason sighed, he could feel his heart and body ache. No amount of training could make him feel this in pain. He didn’t know what to say or do anymore, everything felt pointless. It was all pretty ironic to consider that two years later there you were: breaking up with the man you would have always had feeling for again. Maybe you were right persons at the wrong time or maybe you were never right for each other in the first place.

“Hey Y/N, it’s Summer. Uncle Mase said you guys broke up. I don’t know what it really means but he looked very sad. I just wanted to ask you to please stop making him sad. I love you, Y/N, but he’s so sad when you leave him. I don’t like when Uncle Mase is sad. I hope to see you one day. Good bye, Aunt- Y/N.”

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fernandezology

2 years ago

little ballerina / dad!christian pulisic (smau)

note: hi, babes! i hope you'll like this one! i'm waiting for your feedbacks and requests xx

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Little Ballerina / Dad!christian Pulisic (smau)

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yourusername auntie-niece time with avery 👶🏻✨

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fan1 OMG are you guys in florida now??

yourusername nope, family reunion in hershey 🍫

fan2 need to see avery and ella 😭😭

deedee_pulisic she loves you so much ahahah 💕

yourusername i love her, too!! but ells kinda jealous about that ahaha

masonmount where is my bestie? i'm here for her!

benchilwell +1

fan3 wasn't it a little harsh 😅

sophiaaemelia at least she doesn't making a mess as much as ella does 😁

yourusername i don't think your relationship with ells would end well if she hear this...

cmpulisic fun fact: ells kicked every body part of mine while i was taking this pic

yourusername oh, she's so dramatic (like her father)

cmpulisic my girl is not dramatic! she's just a bit jealous (like her mother?)

fan4 if you were my mother, i would be like her too!

fan5 no but they're so cute 😭

yourmom 😍💕

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yourusername we're adapting to hershey life

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yourusername flowers for chris aka sleeping beauty 🌻💛

yourbff I WANT THEM

deedee_pulisic she's so me!! 😂

yourusername she's just started!

cmpulisic and where were i??

yourusername you were sleeping like a baby 👶🏻

fan6 why do i feel like they're gonna stay there 😭

fan7 no bc i feel it too

benchilwell i missed my best girl

masonmount but i bet she missed me, not you 😎

yourusername boys i have some bad new for you...

benchilwell i don't wanna hear bye

fan8 you're the coolest mum i swear 🧡🧡

fan9 look at her chubby leg :((

sophiaaemelia our matching nike's 💅🏼

yourusername she loves them so much!!

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yourusername back to london, back to routines 🩰

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kepaarrizabalaga pequeña bailarina (little ballerina)

masonmount you don't have to steal her from me

kepaarrizabalaga i'm not even trying 🥱

fan10 ELLA HOW DOES IT FEEL TO LIVE MY DREAM LIFE

izakova what about a play date 😘

yourusername definitely!!

cmpulisic i still believe that she loves soccer more than ballet

yourusername babe she loves football just because of you and you know that as well

cmpulisic i feel it she's gonna be like her daddy

sophiaaemelia ells you're just like a princess 💕✨

yourusername she says danke

sophiaaemelia ahahah i love her

fan11 finally my favourites are back

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cmpulisic

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cmpulisic the moment you realise you created your own enemy

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fan12 she's a ballerina, she's riding a horse, playing chess and made every chelsea player fall for herself! what next?!

fan13 you forgot to add that SHE'S PULI'S DAUGHTER

reecejames well... she's gonna be difficult than chilly

benchilwell hey!?

cmpulisic sorry man but he's right

yourbff i think she should give you some lessons :)

yourusername my pretty girl ❤️

yourusername you know we worked together right? i mean you were not the only one 🙄

fan14 we need "a day in ells' life" vlog!!

fan15 if i'm not wrong chris once said she's always recording vids through the day 🥺

fan16 chris come back to your tiktok acc and give us ella content i'm begging you

masonmount she's just a little creature🐰

kaihavertz29 man she's a monster

cmpulisic you're just jealous of her

fan17 i love that side of cap america

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yourusername little escape from mommy & daddy duties (thanks to @/masonmount )

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benchilwell you forgot about me

yourusername and @/benchilwell

benchilwell 😐

fan18 i need a man like him

fan19 let me know if you can find

fan20 they give me so much "sweet nothing" vibe :(

fan21 noo they're giving rep + lover kind of energy

fan22 mostly lover since they've had els

yourbff i'm still waiting for my flowers

sasha__rebecca you're looking so gorgeous, y/n!! 💖

yourusername thank youu 💕💕

masonmount i think that makes her favourite obvious

fan23 get marry with kepa and cut this tension already

fan24 fr

yourmom have lots of fun, my loves 🧡

yourusername thank you thank you 😘

fan25 full of orange

fan26 for gods sake someone answer me, does she love mason or not?

yourusername of couse she does! it's just funny to piss mason off 😂

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yourprivate MASON WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO HER

kaisprivate they're playing, chill a bit

yourprivate wow thanks 😐

yourprivate MASON TONY MOUNT

bensprivate she looks very happy though

christiansprivate can you even see her expression, man? seriously

yourprivate that was your idea, wasn't it

yourbff SORRY WHAT'S THAT AJSHSJHAHA

yourbff invite me next time

masonsprivate 😉

kepasprivate someone's trying to be her favourite i see

masonsprivate hah, you're so funny, but she already said i am her favorite 😎

christiansprivate how much did you give her for this lie?

masonsprivate why no-one believes that i'm her fav uncle...

yourprivate mase i love you and i don't wanna make you upset but i live with her and SHE'S OBSESSED WITH HIM!!

masonsprivate can you please continue your romantic activities with your hubby? i have things to talk with her...

sophiasprivate note: never let mason to look after you child

kaisprivate he's already looking after our babies?

masonsprivate duhh

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this is the cutest thing hello?? chess picture? reminded me of latest christian imagine i posted😭 christian pulisic fic rec

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fernandezology

2 years ago

put me on suicide watch pls

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2 years ago

hey if we’re mutuals you can literally interact w me whenever. send me whatever u want i will probably be very excited

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absolutely yess don’t be shy i don’t bite i promise!!

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2 years ago

Comforting words

or rather mouth

warning: smut

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You are watching El Clásico, supporting your boyfriend from the stands. Barcelona had won the past 3 El Clásicos and you were confident they can take the fourth. But as time went on, things just started getting worse. The game ended 0-4 and you knew this was going to be hell with Gavi at home. You drove back home alone, escaping the tension that Gavi’s presence would make. And he will probably take hits time in the locker room.

Quite some time has passed before you heard the front door slam open from the couch. You looked at the direction where Gavi is supposed to emerge from and nervously waited. You heard him drop his bag and take off his shoes before appearing in your sight.

“Hey” you said softly but he didn’t even look at you, just stormed off upstairs. You sighed to yourself. You left him to calm down a bit in the shower, before he made his way downstairs, sitting next to you. You scooched over to him, slowly running your finger trough his hair.

“Baby, I know you’re disappointed. You played well and Vinicius was provoking you, you didn’t do anything”. You said, still stroking his hair, trying to make him talk to you. Gavi was silent, looking at the floor, jaw clenching.

“Can you at least look at me?” you asked, now a bit irritated yourself because of his childish behaviour. He suddenly gripped your wrist that was in his hair, and pulled you forward. His other hand grabbed your cheeks, making you look at him.

“Listen babe, your words won’t bring back the fucking 4 goals we concided. So If you really want to comfort me, better make me cum” he said, gripping his dick trough his shorts. He smashed his lips against yours, it was agressive, frustration and anger seeping from it. One hand grabbed yours and guided it to his erection that was straining against his shorts.

He bit your bottom lip, pulling it between his teeth. You locked eyes with him, hand slowly stroking him over the material. You started kissing his neck, one hand pulling his shorts down. You sunk to your knees, Gavi’s eyes carefuly watching you.

You grabbed his now exsposed dick, giving it a few strokes before Gavi’s hand replaced yours. He guided his dick to your mouth,smearing precum from the tip on your lips. “Open up”

You took him in your mouth, his hand instantly grabbing your hair, pulling you down. You didn’t expect that much of him in your mouth and you gagged a bit.

“What? Can’t take my whole dick down your throat? I thought you wanted to make me feel good?” He said, taunting you. You looked up at him from your position, slowly moving your head up and down. Gavi threw his head back, letting out a moan before gripping your hair tigther.

“Faster”

You listened and started moving your head faster, stroking what your mouth couldn’t reach.

“You’re such a good girl, sucking me off after a loss. Are you gonna let me fuck you nicely later?”

You hummed against him, making him groan. Gavi started bucking his hips up, stopping your movements by pulling your hair once again.

“Keep still, I want to fuck your mouth”

Tears rolled down your cheeks, smudging your mascara completely.

“Fuck, you’re so pretty like this, such a slut for me” he said, his thrusts now sloppy.

“I’m gonna cum down your throat babe, take it all” he said, thrusting a few more times before stilling his hips and cumming in your mouth. Gavi pulled you off of his now sensitive dick, cursing under his breath. You crawled up to him, a bit of his cum still left on your lips, and his thumb picked it up before pushing itself into your mouth. You sucked it dry, stroking his now sweaty hair once again. He grazed your mascara stained cheek.

“You really do have a comforting mouth” he said, letting out a breathy laugh “Sorry for acting the way I did”

“Don’t worry about it, after all you made my panties wet” you said, smirking at him.

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wow pablo gavi fic rec all i could think about after that disaster yesterday tbh

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fernandezology

2 years ago

“soft” launch,insta au-kepa arrizabalaga