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One were mason takes your phone one day, and opens your dms (you are next to him) and sees that one famous footballer sends always dms to you and always asks you out telling that you are gorgeous. So mason asks why you never said anything about it to him. Maybe make it angst a bit. And coincidentally next Chelsea game is against that footballer team, so mason tackle him all the time, and he try to play in the best way possible as you are there as well but is really pissed off at that footballer and everyone is wondering why. Dunno, hope it makes sense! 🙈

disappointment - mason mount x reader

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“Spag bol or fried noodles?” you asked as you stood in front of the cupboards in Mason’s kitchen, as it was your turn to cook tonight as he was busy watching an old game to study.

“Spag bol please, yours is the best.” he looked at you over his shoulder and sent you a small smile before his attention was snatched away by the sound of a phone next to him. “It’s yours.” Mason murmured but didn’t look, not wanting to invade your privacy.

“Oh, is it your mother? She still wanted to tell me what time she’d be here tomorrow.” you explained while chopping carrots in the kitchen. That gave him permission to look at your phone, whereupon he shook his head, although you couldn’t see him at the moment anyway.

“It’s an instagram notification.”

“From who?” you frowned, trying to imagine someone who could send you a message there. As you finished chopping your carrot, you took out a bowl to put it in, causing Mason to wait to speak up again.

“It’s hidden.”

“Well, open it, you know my password.” You said as this had happened to you before, so you just gave him your password to unlock your phone, knowing you had nothing to hide from him anyway. Mason then did as you said and the chat opened immediately after he unlocked it, so his eyes roamed over the last messages and the profile name.

“And?” you asked after he had been silent for a while. His eyes were fixed on the screen and he had to fight the urge to click on his profile or read more of your chat. The latest message was his reply to your story telling you how gorgeous you are, which was enough for him.

“It’s from Trent.” he switched your phone off again, threw it beside him on the sofa, and suddenly the game in front of him became much more interesting again. You watched him slump back into the sofa, thinking about what to say but waiting for your answer first.

“Oh.” you swallowed a nervous lump, remembering that you haven’t yet told Mason about the few times he’s sent you messages so as not to stress him out now. Especially since tomorrow’s game would be against his team.

“I-”

“No, what the fuck is this, Y/N?” he said as he paused the TV, waiting for you to explain yourself, but instead you just dried your hands and walked over to him. “One look at your Insta and it’s clear you’re not available, so why would he message you?” he spoke up again, unable to stop the thoughts in his head.

“I don’t know.” you said truthfully as you wondered the same thing. As you sat down next to him, you had the urge to take his hand in yours or sit closer to him, but you didn’t know if that would frustrate him even more, so you decided against it.

“Well, you must have told him something for him to think it’s okay.”

“Like what?”

“I don’t know, you obviously didn’t tell him to back off though, did you?” his eyes bored into yours and he raised his eyebrows questioningly. “I just didn’t want to be rude—”

“Oh, fuck off.” he scoffed before turning off the TV and trying to escape the situation as he got up and walked out of the room. He knew that wouldn’t make things any easier, because he believed you, but he couldn’t be upset at that moment, so leaving the room was the only smart option in his eyes.

“I swear I never wrote anything inappropriate, read it.” you said, but he just kept walking out of the room, “Mason.” you called after him one last time, but you could already hear him going up the stairs. You then slumped against the back of the sofa in annoyance. You both knew that you hadn’t handled the situation perfectly, because he was already stressed out, especially with work, so you tried to prevent just that, though obviously unsuccessfully.

You took a few minutes to calm down before getting up and continuing to cook dinner. While all sorts of thoughts ran through your head about how to approach the situation or whether it would be wise not to talk about it at all. When you had finished, before you knew it, you were walking up the stairs and came to a stop outside your bedroom.

“Mase,” you said as you slowly opened the door and saw him laying on the bed, staring at his phone. “Dinner’s ready.” you smiled, to which he just nodded, causing you to turn away again, but leave the door open.

“Y/N?” he asked when you were just out of sight, at which point you turned back around, eyebrows raised, waiting for him to say something else. Hoping that he would want to come clean than doing anything else.

“Come here.” he patted the spot next to him and sat up straighter as you walked to the bed and closed the door behind you, even though you were alone in this house anyway. His arm went around your waist as you sat down and a smile played around his lips when you didn’t pull away.

“I’m sorry.” he said softly, which made you smile too, because you knew how stubborn he was, and even if it was the least he could do, it warmed your heart whenever he apologized to you. “You know I trust you, right?” his brown eyes met yours and his thumb lightly brushed the bare skin on your stomach.

“I know,” you confirmed with a nod, lifting his hand and pressing a kiss to the back before dropping it back onto your lap. “And I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.”

“I don’t blame you, love.” he sat up and leaned over to press a kiss to your temple. His nose brushed the side of your face before he also pressed a kiss to your cheek and watched it turn slightly red afterwards.

“Come on, the food must have got cold by now.” you said as you got up from the bed and tugged at his arm to get him to get up too, but he didn’t move.

“Oh, so you would rather have had a warm dinner than make up with me?” you rolled your eyes, still tugging at his arm, but he just laughed at your failed attempts. “I want a kiss first.” he smiled, pursing his lips as he looked up at you. And you couldn’t be mad at him for wasting even more time as he looked at you with raised eyebrows, making his eyes seem even bigger. So you let go of his arm and instead clasped his face with both hands and leaned down to press a quick kiss to his lips.

“Now come on.” you patted him lightly on the cheek and left him there with one last kiss on the bridge of his nose, knowing that sooner or later he would follow you down the stairs. Which proved itself when you heard his footsteps just seconds after you turned around.

You spent the rest of the day on the sofa, Mason still busy watching old games as the last game against Liverpool didn’t go his way. He was tense all evening and didn’t once seem to relax properly. You just blamed it on tomorrow’s game without knowing what was really going on in his head.

When you arrived at Stamford Bridge the next day, you were a little nervous yourself. Especially because Mason had left in the morning without another word, which was strange considering he usually had to snuggle up to you for at least five minutes before he got up. But again, you just blamed it on the fact that he was probably stressed about the game.

Like you, when you sat in the box with his family but hardly took part in their conversation because you were too busy watching him warm up. Watching him try to avoid not only your eyes, but everyone’s, especially those in red, it seemed.

Chelsea didn’t play their best game in the first seventy minutes, with many missed chances, but luckily neither team managed to score yet. This meant they were growing frustrated as every single player on the pitch gave it their all, leading to many fouls and yellow cards. Among them was Mason, who already received a yellow card for arguing with the referee about his foul.

“Did something happen?” Mason’s brother snapped you out of your thoughts, whereupon you looked at him instead of the pitch, a line forming between your eyebrows because you didn’t understand where he was going with his question. “With Mason? He seems even angrier than usual.”

“Oh, right. No, not that I know of.” he nodded with a hum as your thoughts were interrupted again, but this time by the loud whistle of the referee. As your gaze fell back to the pitch, you could make out two players pushing each other around. At that moment your knee began to bounce nervously, because of course Mason was one of them, but much more unfortunate was that the other player was Trent, which made your thoughts go back to yesterday’s events and how Mason had seemed tense all day.

You let out a breath you didn’t know you had been holding as some of the other players successfully separated them. But just when everyone thought it was all right again, you saw him shout something at Mason, whereupon you could literally see something snap inside him. He then walked up to him again and this time pushed him so hard that he fell on the grass. And even though it looked like it was faked, the referee still showed Mason a yellow card. You knew then that it cost him everything not to snap again.

“What’s up with him today?” you heared from next to you as you all watched Mason storm off the pitch with a red card, knocking over a few water bottles on his way and heading straight for the tunnel. “Good luck.” his brother patted your leg, because you both knew it would be best if you went to the changing rooms, as you were the only person he would never snap at. And therefore the only person who could calm him down. But because of your momentary fear that your argument yesterday had something to do with his current behaviour, you didn’t know if he even wanted to see you.

Nevertheless, you made your way out of the box because you didn’t want to have to explain to his family why you did not want to. As you entered the changing rooms, you quietly said his name, not knowing if he would even be in there or not. You didn’t get an answer, but when your eyes wandered to the football boots next to the bench, you knew he was there. This prompted you to call out for him again, just in case he just didn’t hear you.

“Mm?” he hummed back, barely audible, so that for a moment you were afraid you had imagined it, “Can I come in?”

“Yeah.” He dropped onto the bench after saying the words, his face a little damp from where he had just washed it, trying to compose himself. You were now standing in the room, the door closed behind you, and walked over to him, sitting down next to him but still giving him his space.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“About what, Y/N? That I couldn’t control my anger and so ruined it for the whole team?” he groaned, pulling off his jersey as he spoke and throwing it on the floor. Before letting his head sink into his hands, his elbows propped on his knee. You felt sorry for him at this sight, knowing that what he was struggling with before was now only getting worse, feeling that the poor performance was down to him. You then placed your hand on his shoulder to test the waters and when you felt his muscles relax a little, you began to draw random patterns on the fabric of his long sleeve.

“Is there a reason why you were so angry?” you asked in a gentle tone, but he only replied with a shrug, “What did he say to you?”

“Nothing.”

“Mason.” you tried to get him to talk to you, because you knew he was just not saying anything to make it seem like it was no big deal, but after seeing him snap, you knew that was a lie. Your words made him raise his head and he sat up straight instead, leaning his head against the wall, but still not looking at you.

“He was just saying how disappointed you must be to see me play so badly and how much better off you would be with someone else.” He shrugged again, his gaze now shifting to yours as you smiled sympathetically at him, about to say something when he continued, “And I know i shouldn’t let it get to me, but after the stressful time I had on the pitch and after what happened yesterday, you know, there was just something in me that thought he was right, I guess.” His gaze now rested on your thighs instead, as he was embarrassed to admit it.

“Mase,” you took his hand in yours, lifting it to press a quick kiss to his knuckles before intertwining your hands and placing them on his lap, “That’s not true. You have no idea how proud I am sitting there cheering you on, in your shirt, with your name on the back, honestly.” Your other hand moved to the side of his face to caress his cheek and make him look up at you, “Also, knowing that I’m there for the most handsome and overall best boyfriend in the world fills me with so much pride and I wouldn’t want anyone else to ever be that person. Okay?”

“Okay.” he nodded, his hand now moving to your side and pulling you closer until you both had your arms wrapped around each other. That was surely the only thing that could cheer him up after such a bad game. Even more than your words. “I love you.” Mason leaned down and pressed his nose against your hair before planting a kiss there.

“I love you too,” you replied, “but you kind of stink, you know.” to which he laughed against your head, his breath surely messing up your hair a little, but you didn’t care, you just hugged him tighter in response.

“You want to take a shower with me?”

“I’d love to.”

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In sickness and in health - Mason Mount

Mason taking of his sick girlfriend.

(Small fic sorry xx)

Warnings - Mentions of sickness.

Mason wanted to take you out for dinner tonight but your body was just not up for it. You had fever and headache since morning and being at work made it worse. You called Mason and told him to cancel tonight's plans cause you just wanted to stay home. Mason was worried, knowing that you only cancelled plans with him when it was something serious.

You opened the door to your shared home and saw Mason waiting for you. He looked at you, tiredness spread all over your face. He quickly walked over to you, pulling you towards him.

'Baby, are you okay? C'mere'. He pulled you into a tight hug, your head against his chest. His hands slipped under the material of your shirt, caressing your bare skin. He could feel your body burning up, already feeling bad that you were working like this since morning. You held onto him tightly, his body providing you much needed comfort. You groaned as he broke away from the hug, hands cupping your cheeks as he kissed your forehead.

'C'mon now, let's go upstairs'. He picked you up bridal style and carried you upstairs, both of you giggling as he made silly remarks about your red nose. He laid you down on the bed, running to the bathroom to run you a bath.

He helped you into the bath, not leaving your side even once. You kept rambling about how bad your day was as he listened patiently. After you were done, he grabbed your hand and helped you out, wrapping the biggest towel around you.

'Stop staring at my boobs, Mase.' He chuckled at your remark.

'Can't blame me when you got the best tits in the world'. You smiled at him, his heart warming at the sight of you smiling.

He dried your hair and helped you change. He could see how sleepy you were so he kept poking your sides to keep you awake. You waited on the sofa as he brought you warm soup. He moved your hair out your face as you finished the soup, telling him how good it was.

He carried you upstairs again to the bedroom, tucking you in. He quickly stripped into his boxer and laid next to you. He pulled you closer, hand slipping under your tshirt as he started caressing your bare skin. He pressed soft kisses all over your face, the tiredness now replaced with a look of comfort. He pulled you even closer.

'Sleep now, baby. I love you'

'I love you, Mase. Thanks for taking care of me'

You felt your eyes getting heavier, body relaxing to his touch, his fingers caressing your body as you drifted away.

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Feel Better - Mason Mount

Comforting Mason after the FA cup final loss.

Warnings : None

The final whistle blew and you could feel tears brimming in the corner of your eyes. Mason had missed a penalty and you knew the twitter hate had already started. You held back your tears and took a deep breath, not knowing how to react. You were comforted by Sophia and Paula, who themselves were upset as hell. You stood there watching Mason cry on Kepa's shoulder, your heart breaking at the scene. You waited for the boys to receive their medals and went to the common room where the players would meet their family members. You waited for Mason to come out of the dressing room, nervous about how he would react.

Your worries were interrupted as Sophia poked your sides to alert that Mason was approaching you. You quickly made your way to him, pulling him instantly into a hug. His arms wrapped around your waist, head in the crook of your neck as he inhaled your perfume. You stayed in silence and rubbed your hands up and down his back. 'Let's go home, Mase'.

He hummed in response and you took his hand in yours, walking towards the driveway of the Wembley. The car ride was silent as you drove through the streets of London, Mason keeping his eyes closed as he sat still. The silence was terrifying for you as you had not seen him this way before.

You reached home and opened the door, unsure of what to do next. You kept the keys in their place and took off your shoes, watching Mason as he threw his bag on the sofa with frustration. You quickly ran to the kitchen and got him a bottle of water, him muttering an inaudible 'thanks'.

'I'm gonna go take a shower' was all he said as he walked towards the stairs, tiredness clearly visible in his actions. By the time he showered, You quickly took a shower yourself in the guest bathroom and dressed up in Mason's big white tshirt and a pair of shorts. You started gathering the ingredients to cook something for Mason but stopped when you heard him call out your name. You made your way upstairs and saw Mason standing with a towel wrapped around his waist and hair all wet.

'Can you dry my hair for me? I'm just really tired' was all he could manage to say as you heard him sigh. Mason had always dried your hair when you were sick, tired or just lazy and today was your turn to do so.

You dried his hair, feeling a bit nervous as his gaze was fixed on you. You fixed his hair and put the dryer inside the drawer as you saw him exit the bathroom. He put on a pair of boxers and directly went to bed, not saying a word to you.

You weren't sure what to do next, but your worries were put away when you heard Mason call you again.

'Come to bed, baby'.

His voice was low and you could feel how sad and tired he was. You quickly made your way to the bed. He pulled you towards him and put his head on your chest. You started running your fingers through his hair, nails slightly massaging his scalp. His body relaxed as let out a shaky breath. You knew he was crying. You didn't utter a single word, letting Mason pour all of his emotions out. After his sobs had calmed down a bit, you broke the silence.

'Do you wanna talk about it, Mase?'

'There is nothing to talk about. The team lost and its all because I can't score a fucking penalty'.

He didn't stop at this and continued to tell you everything he felt, your heart sinking as he spoke so harshly about himself.

'I had one job and I can't even do that. I just-God! I'm so fucking done with myself'.

You managed to make sound as calm as possible as your tried to encourage him. 'No, Don't say that. Just because you missed one penalty doesn't mean you're bad. You gave everything you could when you were on the pitch. It's not that you missed the penalty intentionally, sometimes it happens and it's not your fault. You are the best player ever. Nobody, not even you can tell me otherwise.' Your words of encouragement made Mason feel a little better as he smiled for the first time in hours. You smiled back at him as he raised his head from your chest to give you a kiss. You kissed him back, earning a silly little giggle from him.

'Thank you'. He mumbled after you pulled away form the kiss.

'For what, Mase?

'Everything'.

You smiled at his words and swiped a thumb across his cheek, sadness still present on his face.

'Go to sleep, baby. You're tired'.

'Yeah'.

He moved and laid down next to you, his arm around your waist as your lay on your sides to look at each other.

'Sleep now. I love you. I am so proud of you. You should know that'. He smiled at you and replied 'I love you' as you gently placed a kiss on his forehead. He pulled you even closer as your lay there listening to the sounds of your boyfriend breathing, comfortable silence taking over the room. All you hoped was for him to wake up tomorrow feeling better.

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here u go anon,, i think i have a lot more tbh but i can only add ten pictures so 😀

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I give you all of me forever - Mason Mount

Mason takes you on a trip to the Maldives, a surprise waiting for you there.

Warnings : None

Your deep state of slumber was broken as you felt wet kisses being placed all over your face. You slowly opened your eyes and saw Mason smiling at you. He chuckled when you pulled him so was laying on top of you and closed your eyes again. He hid his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent. Both of you enjoyed the comfortable silence for sometime.

'We need to get up baby, got lots of packing to do, yeah?' His words made you open your eyes. 'Packing? For what? Are you going somewhere?'

He smiled at your words, admiring your morning voice. 'No, WE are going. To the Maldives'. You sat up on your bed in an instant, confused at his words. 'Maldives? Why? I can't go, babe. You know I have work'.

'Nah, don't worry about it. Spoke to your manager and managed to get 4 days off. You need a break, baby. You're working too much. I have a few days off as well so we can just relax. Now lets get packing, our flight is in the evening'.

You landed in Maldives, the fresh air calming you instantly. Mason had booked a private villa with helipad access, so you could land in front of your hotel room. You went inside and were stunned about how pretty everything was. Mason came in, saw you admiring the view and hugged you from behind. 'Thank you from bringing me here, Mase. This is perfect'. He kissed your hair and hugged you even tighter, 'Anything for you, baby'.

Both of you spent your days doing water sports, exploring the island and beautiful dinners by beach. Mason spoilt you like crazy, not letting you pay for anything, even if you offered him to.

It was your last day on the beautiful island. You woke up with your boyfriend sleeping peacefully next to you. You admired his perfect body, blushing at the marks you left on his back from the previous night's activities. You thought about how grateful you were to have him. He loved you with everything he had, making you his topmost priority and spoiling you in general, not just when you were on vacation. Apart from the big, grand gestures, the small things he did made you love him a little more every single day. Leaving you small notes with lots of love yous and hearts. Running you a bath and giving you back rubs even when he was tired. Kissing your forehead and cheeks at very random times. Staring at you and making you feel like the most beautiful girl in the world. Showing you off to his friends and family and so so much more. Mason and you had been together for 3 years now, but not once did he make you feel unimportant or disappoint you. Everytime you and Mason had an 'argument' about who loved whom more, it was always him who won. And deep inside your heart, you knew it. Mason loved you more than anything. His actions and words proved it every single day. The way he called you his and the way he spoke about you made everyone realize that it was you. You were his girl and you were the one.

The thoughts in your head were interrupted by Mason. 'Enjoying the view, baby?' You blushed at his question, realizing he had caught you staring. 'Yeah. It's sexy'. You answer made Mason laugh as pulled you closer and tucked a strand of your hair behind your ears. 'Have a date planned for us today. Gonna wear the white dress I bought you?'

'Sure. You love that dress more than I do'. He chuckled at your remark and swiped his thumb across your cheek.

'I guess you're right. You made that dress 100 times prettier when you tried it on that day. Just perfect'. You got up after cuddling for sometime and spent rest of the afternoon shopping, mason holding your bags without complaining.

You got ready for your date, wearing the white dress he loved so much. You walked out of the front door of the villa, mason waiting for you, looking perfect in a light blue shirt and white trousers. He turned around when you called his name and his expressions were enough for you to feel perfect. He stretched out his hand for you to hold and help you down the last few stairs of the villa.

'You're so prefect. Like-Wow'. Literally, perfect'

'I should be saying that, Mount. You're the perfect one here'.

'Nuh-uh. Look at you, baby. I'm one lucky fella here'. He intertwined his fingers with yours and asked you to come with him. You reached the private beach and saw a perfectly set dinner table and a picnic mat a few meters away from it. 'Let's watch the sunset and then we'll have dinner, yeah? But now stand there cause I need to click some pictures.'

He took out his camera and captured you perfectly, hair moving with the wind, big smile on your face and the perfectly pink sky. You both took some pictures together as well, Mason making dramatic compliments everytime he saw you pose for one.

You both sat down to watch the sunset, you back against Mason's chest, his hand on your lap. He saw you as you admired the pink sky and the sunset, a blissful feeling taking over him.

'This is perfect , y'know. Just you and me. I love it'. You smiled at his sudden remark as he continued talking.

'You know I just feel that I don't say it enough. You should know that you're the best thing that's ever happened to me. Not football, not the trophies and medals, but you'.

'I could say the same as well, Mase.'

'No, baby, you don't get it. Every time I look at you, I realize how much of a better person you make me. You keep me sane and grounded. You tolerate me even when I'm being a jerk and you never complain. You are my everything, y' know. I don't what I'd do without you'.

Your boyfriend's words were making you smile like crazy. He signaled you to get up. 'C'mon let's take a walk, the sun is gonna set soon. Sunset walks are better than sitting and watching it I guess.'

He grabbed your hand and started walking, teasing you every now and then. He asked you to pose for him as he clicked more pictures. He suddenly grabbed your hand, and looked straight into your eyes with a serious face. You were a bit shocked at the sudden change in his behaviour and looked at him.

'Y/N, you know I love you more than anything on the planet. I never believed in love at first sight until I saw you. You are literally the best thing that's ever happened to me. I know we always talk about having our own family and you know I want that with you. I want you to be my wife, the mother of my kids. I wanna see your face every single day first thing in the morning when I wake up. I wanna let the world know that I love you. There's no one in the world who knows me better than you do and no one else who can love me like you. I want you, every single day of my life. I love you so much, you have no idea'.

His words brought some tears in your eyes but before you could say anything, he got a black box out his pocket and you saw the most gorgeous ring you could have ever dreamed of. He went down on one knee and looked at you. You could see the love in his eyes.

'So, Y/N, Y/L/N, I give you all of me forever, can I have all of you? Will you marry me?'

Your eyes were filled with tears of joy but you quickly wiped them away as you smiled at Mason.

'Yes, absolutely, Yes!'

He quickly put the ring on your finger and pulled you into a slow yet passionate kiss, making you feel like you were floating. You pulled apart and looked at him 'Y/N Mount sounds nice, doesn't it?'

'Yeah it does, Gonna call you Mrs. Mount from now on, can't wait till the wedding'.

'I love you, Mason.'

'I love you, Y/N Mount'.

With a big, wide smile on his face, he pulled you in for a kiss again, feeling as blissful as ever.

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Need you to know - Mason Mount

Soft boyfriend mase, assuring his girlfriend that he's always there for her.

Warnings : Mentions of crying, feeling anxious.

Things were not going well for you. You were exhausted from the pressure of work, expectations overwhelming you. You felt a massive weight on your chest, not sure what was happening. Maybe it was because of work, maybe it was because you couldn't spend time with your boyfriend during the past week or maybe it was just pent up emotions from a long time. You were having a hard time articulating the way your feeling, not just to anyone else but to yourself as well. You kept on pushing your emotions aside, thinking it was just a phase. The voice in your head scared you by saying that if you shared your emotions with somebody, they might not understand you. They could misjudge you or maybe you were thinking about it too much. All of these thoughts made you feel anxious and you started avoiding people, thinking you were bothering them. The sudden change in your behaviour didn't go unnoticed by Mason. Everytime he tried to speak to you about it, you changed the topic saying you were just tired.

You came back from work, exhausted and annoyed, to Mason's house, hoping to get some cuddles but the door was locked, indicating he wasn't home. He had a day off but you didn't know where he was. You decided not to text him thinking he must have gone out with his friends and let yourself in with the spare key. You walked into the kitchen, hoping to eat some of your comfort food, but to your dismay, you couldn't find it. You were on the edge of breaking down but you somehow managed to control your emotions. You went to the bedroom and decided to read a book, hoping it would help you calm down. You sat with your back pressed against the headboard and started reading but just couldn't focus on the words in front of you.

Fifteen minutes had passed, and you still couldn't focus on the book. The voice in your head kept on annoying you, causing you to burst into tears, not being able to hold them anymore. Mason came back from grocery shopping and saw your car parked outside his house, making him feel happy that he could spend some time with you. He entered the house and noticed that the TV wasn't on and you weren't in the kitchen. He slowly walked up the stairs and heard faint sobs coming from the bedroom. He slowly opened the door and saw you. Tears cascading down your cheeks, breathing heavy and face red. He was heartbroken at the sight and quickly made his way to you, cupping your cheek with his hand, thumb wiping the tears away. His touch instantly calmed you down a bit and you managed to look into his eyes.

'What's wrong, baby? What happened?' He spoke to you in a soft but worried tone. You tried to answer him but couldn't, which caused Mason to pull you against his chest, your head on his shoulder while his hand rubbed your back. He didn't utter a word, letting you pour out all your emotions while he held you, his heart breaking when he heard your sobs.

When your breath calmed down a bit, he pulled away from the hug, his hand again cupping your cheek. 'What happened, baby? Tell me what's wrong'.

'I don't know. I'm not feeling well. It's been going on from the past few weeks but I didn't know how to tell anyone. There's just so much happening and I can't take it anymore. I can't focus on anything and the voice in my head just won't shut up. It's exhausting'. You poured your heart out and told him everything, while he listened patiently, squeezing your hand in between.

'Why didn't you tell me earlier, baby? I could have helped you. And perhaps, I tell you everything about me. You shouldn't hide things from me y'know' You now felt guilty of not telling him. 'I just didn't know how you were gonna react and I didn't wanna bother you. You have so much going on at the club as well. Didn't wanna burden you with my problems'.

Upon hearing this, he took both your hands in his, and a deep breath before he spoke.

'Listen to me, love. Your problems are my problems. If there is something bothering you, you need to tell me right away. It's my duty to help you. I don't care if there is something else happening, you're the most important person in my life. You're always there for me and I need you to know that I'm there for you. You just need to tell me. Don't bottle it up. You need to know that you can tell me anything, big or small. Don't hide things from me, okay? ' You nodded and he brought your hands to his lips and placed a soft kiss.

'I love you, mase.'

'I love you more, baby. How about we take a bath together. It'll help you feel better and then we can order some takeout, yeah?.

You nodded and gave him a smile which made him smile as well. He pulled you into a slow kiss, which calmed you down even more.

He filled the tub with water and bubbles, and helped you in. He pressed his back against the tub and your back against his chest and attentively listened to all your rambles, kissing your shoulder every know and then. He made you forget about all the things that were bothering you. You were grateful that the horrible feeling was over and that you had the best person by your side.

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ALSO SPEAKING OF PARIS DO YOU GUYS REMEMBER THIS PICTURE??-!./?/ he looked so good jesus

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Masterlist

That's my girl!

Need you to know

I give you all of me forever

Feel Better

In sickness and in health

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loved your first fic m’love !! cannot wait for the next <33

Thank you so much! I have read all your fics too and they are amazing! Sending you so much love x