kehrer24thilo

[kehrer24thilo]

new wattpad out. promised myself i wasn’t going to make a new one until i finished my liam lawson one (please check it as well as this one)

AND i have finally opened my request. not me thinking they have been open for the last month and no one giving me then

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kisses - jude bellingham

warnings - fluff - some sexual innuendos but not smut

a/n - no smut this time around ;) but please send request because i have no idea what to write about or who to write for.

Jude was obsessed with kissing you. You really couldn’t complain because you loved kissing him too. The taste of the mango lip balm left on his lips for the remainder off the day or the smell of the vanilla perfume hits his nose when he came to kiss you.

The lazy kisses when he admires you and his finger always delicately trails down, you’re jaw as your lips meet, these are the early morning kisses when he has to wake up early on a game day or training, or when he comes home afterward training session or a tough game and all he wants to do is sleep but he can not get enough of you.

The messy kisses that normally happen most of the time because Jude cam not keep his hands to himself and all he wants is you, your fingers raking through his curls, the ruffled sheets, half buttoned clothes and in that moment, you are the best thing that has ever happened to him and you have the most beautiful soul.

The soft kisses where he is just laying next to you whether you are in bed or on the sofa his hands playing with your hair, curling a piece around his finger as he leaves tender kisses all over your face. He tends to try and get a kiss when he is on the Xbox but normally it doesn’t happen.

The needy kisses where he likes to nibble your earlobe or biting your lips, the groaning and the moaning into the kiss when the slightest thing you do turns him on. The two of you being an absolute mess and way too goddess like for him to handle where he still cradles you in his arms scared that the lack of touch, he gives you will be the reason why might not be there in the future but you could never leave him. The kiss that takes your breath away and makes you realise that this is the person you will always love, want and need. Without him you wouldn’t be you

The goodbye kiss before he leaves even if it is the like the slightest moment, he leaves to put the bin out or when he leaves for a game but this kiss is always the same, the kisses that linger like liquor at the back of you throat bitter but sweet, ones that say “I will always come back to you, love. You are my home after all.”

The shy kisses he does when you compliment him or when his teammates see you kissing and you both know they are making comments like “our baby has all grown up.” He pulls you closer and he nuzzles his face in your neck as he cannot stop the blush from spreading up his neck, his hand around your waist not letting you go just yet.

The kisses he left on your body was the ones you desired most, the way that one touch of his lips could make you feel or the frail kisses on your shoulder normally after a shared shower or bath, kisses on your lower back and belly then they trail up to your neck and the multiple sweet spots he found and finishing on your lips. This type of kiss where you cannot find the words to say to each other and he will always make you speechless, foreheads resting against each other, each other’s breath mixed into one.

The prohibited kiss where we are not supposed to see each other more specifically where he convinces his manger to let you through and make sure you sit behind the bench so he knows you will always be in sight whether it is from him or his teammates, your hands are on his hair, his hands are on your waist, lower bodies pressing into each other, continuing to get caught and told off each time for distracting Jude but everyone knows it only makes him have the fire in his blood to score more and more importantly score for you.

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second chance - pedri gonzalez

warnings - fluff

A/N - first imagine, wish me luck. y/n = your name. y/r/n = your roommates name

“i was over him” you said to your roommate as you paced back and fourth in the kitchen. “i was like fuck him! fuck him, fuck him! i had pushed him out of my mind and doing my own thing making my own name.” you placed your head in your hands and sighed before looking my best friend in the eyes. “ but then we both happened to be at the same place at the same time and the minute we made eye contact that was it, just like that i wasn’t over him any more.”

EARLIER THAT DAY

you arrived at the barca store early morning in order to pick up my order for my little brothers birthday in a couple days, it was busier than normal, queues were piling up as the minutes went by. heading towards the security man who i’ve known since i moved to barcelona when i was 10 years old. “Jim what’s going on.”

“hello love, it’s been a while but Barcelona fc are putting on a work shop. do you need something.”

“whose here from the work shop and yes i do i have a parcel to pick up.”

“it’s pedri turn today and ok i’ll send you through with matt.”

my body froze at his name, pedri? the same pedri. y/n of course it’s the same pedri who else do you know who plays for barca and called pedri. being shook out of my shocked state by matt.

“come on.”

“wait i need a favour, make sure pedri doesn’t see me.”

“why, i will but is there any reason.”

“not in particular so let’s go, i need to get home.”

being guided around the floods of fans waiting to get their belongings signed hoping that you wouldn’t get noticed but come on y/n don’t be an idiot, many fans know you because of him. you got to behind the till and was ready to make a run for it and get home to relax but life isn’t that easy.

fans did notice and as much as you love them and this point all i wanted to do was good home and eat ice cream. quickly making your way to the exit smiling at a few fans but one comment from a fan made you turn around and as you did his eyes caught onto yours, his eyes that held so many memories.m, the memories that a flooding backing in. frozen in your spot not even computing what the fan said, all your brain was telling you was to run and get out of here. if your gonna stay it won’t be for the best.

arriving at home in a panic, scaring your roommate. “y/n what is going on”

“i saw him, like probably saw him, i’m taking eye contact for 1 minute saw him.”

“ok what then”

“and then i ran, and i look so ugly from behind.”

“i know you’ve blesses everyone’s eyes.”

“girl now is not the time.”

“why did you run”

“i was over him” you said to your roommate as you paced back and fourth in the kitchen. “i was like fuck him! fuck him, fuck him! i had pushed him out of my mind and doing my own thing making my own name.” you placed your head in your hands and sighed before looking my best friend in the eyes. “ but then we both happened to be at the same place at the same time and the minute we made eye contact that was it, just like that i wasn’t over him any more.”

“last time i stalked him for you, he was on a lads holiday for summer break.” your roommate said.

“i know that why i’m so confused on why he was here.”

“is that the only reasons why you are confused.”

“yes” your roommate give you the look of ‘bitch i know you better than yourself don’t lie. “ok i was fine without him my career is going well but as soon as i locked eyes with him the world stopped exactly like the moment i saw him first but i’m telling myself i can’t do it again.”

your phone buzzed but you ignored it. “why can’t you do it, what is stopping you.”

“work, life, myself. he broke up with us because he wanted to focus on himself which i understand but what i didn’t understand was him completely ignoring me and pretending like we haven’t been together for more than two years.”

“have you tried speaking to him.”

“nope, well not since after a month after the breakup when i just gave up on him, us.”

your phone was now blowing up wondering what the hell was going on, opening the instagram notification swiping to the bottom when one notification stood out.

PEDRI followed you

PEDRI wants to DM you —> ACCEPT

strings of curse words replay out of your mouth as once again you start pacing, your roommate asking what’s wrong over again unable to tell her you show her your phone as her eyes dance over your screen as she realises her eyes dart to your both not knowing what to do. before she takes control and starts typing on your phone, not being able to process what is happening you don’t do anything about it knowing you should.

“you’re meeting him in 20 mins at the cafe down the road. and you are not saying no, it’s been two long and you need to talk so go clean up and go.”

“yes mother.” there was no point in arguing with her she was too stubborn for her own good and nothing would get past her.

AT THE CAFE

the familiar ring of the bell that alarmed when the door opened, heading to the back booth the you both always sat in when neither of you could sleep, it was a good job it is 24 hour cafe. not many people were here apart from the usual, hoping that he wasn't sat in the corner of your booth so you could calm the nerves that were flying around in your stomach but of course your luck wasn't on your side as he was sat there not looking one bit different at all, his hair was styled the same way, the way he dressed was the same although he did need to change it up every now and then.

noticing you he stood up to greet you, looking at you before pulling you into a gentle hug before taking a seat again. “so you finally decided to meet me.” he said picking the skin on his finger a habit he knew you hated.

“wasn’t my choice y/r/n made, she’s the one who messaged you.”

“it doesn’t surprise me that it was her but kind of wish you agreed on your own accord and not hers.”

“well i am here ain’t i, if it wasn’t for her then i don’t know if i would have actually messaged you back.”

“mmh.” there was an awkward silence hanging the air before you both tried speaking at the same time causing even more awkwardness as you both agued on who spoke first eventually it was decided that it was you.

“i don’t want any interruptions ok.” you said firmly earning a nod off of him. “i wanted call you, just to see how you were doing but i couldn’t, i can’t talk to someone who held my heart then pretend it never happened.”

“i wanted to ask why it was so hard to get over you, i wanted to know if you felt the pain like knives in your side like i did. i wanted to know if you ever felt lonely when you heard a song or something reminding you of the memories we made.”

“i wanted to say that i couldn’t remember the sound of your voice when you called out my name or the fact that our last kiss wasn’t anything like in the movies that it was so brief that wind had swept it away before i’d have a chance to remember as a memory. i wanted to explain how now i’d forgotten everything apart from the way you made me feel like i could conquer everything and anything.”

taking a deep breath. “so yes i wanted to call you and miss you but instead i sat on the floor and drank shots like they were tea, to be honest in that moment i didn’t know if i still loved you but the again you have to love someone to miss them that fucking much.” by the time you had finished your side of the talk you were out of breath, tears tried to escape you eyes.

moving across the booth to sit next to you, he slid in next to you. “it’s you.” he said looking into your eyes. “you’re the one i want, you’re the one i want to come home to after a bad match, you’re the one i want to roll over to in the middle of the night and wake up next to everyday for the rest of my life. you’re the one i want to take on breakfast dates before we both go our separate way or take you out on a night because i haven’t seen you all day.”

“you’re the one i want to go out and have fun with, take a hike through the woods or by the lake, you’re the one i want to stay in with and build forts whilst watching Disney, you’re the one i want to love and hold when times get tough. All my good day, all my bad days you are the one i want to spend them with. you are it. and i swear to you i have never been so sure about someone in my entire life so please let me back in even if we take it slow.”

you were speechless, you knew he were telling the truth, you know him better than himself and he hates to admit his feeling so to see him do this for you probably makes everything worth while. “i don’t want to take it slow.” you shifted your body to be facing him. grabbing his hands to stop him from picking at his skin. “i want you know, i don’t want to wait.”

his hands found your cheeks as yours found his neck, your eyes flicker from his eyes to his lips the tension building up before both of you couldn’t take it anymore, your lips met by a gentle and passionate touch. fire spreading throughout your body. oh how much you missed his lips. coming back for breath a smile on both of your faces making this a memory you won’t forget

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𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 - 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧

𝙛𝙤𝙤𝙩𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧𝙨

𝘫𝘶𝘥𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘢𝘮

↬ kisses

𝘫𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘰

𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘴 𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘥

𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘰𝘭𝘥

𝘧𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘩𝘰

𝘣𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭

𝘱𝘦𝘥𝘳𝘪

↬ second chance

𝘱𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘰 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘪

𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵

𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘢 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘢

𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙖 𝙤𝙣𝙚 + 𝙩𝙬𝙤 + 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨

𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘤

𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘻

𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘴

𝘮𝘢𝘹 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯

𝘰𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪

𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘦𝘭 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘰

𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘴𝘭𝘺

𝘮𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳

𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨

𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘮 𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘴𝘰𝘯

𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘩

𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘬

𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘳

𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯

𝘫𝘶𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘢

𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘤