#ben chilwell blurbs

[valentinajadehill]

ben chilwell masterlist

paris ft mason mount x

three's a crowd ft mason mount x

pass you over ft mason mount x

tiktok ranking o

the cake x

in his wallet

and what if i don't? o

after surgery o

dating would include o

instagram au o

tiktok edits o

public o

i believe o

handsy

sinful x

dress

argument o

needy

all for you o

tiktok boyfriend test o

dad to be o

love numbers o

drunk in love o

baby number... three? o

back rest o

competition o

hooked o

chill n cuddle o

she belongs to me o

warm welcome home o

lights, camera, action o

grounded o

call out my name o

my girl o

down in the dm o

hatchy o

oscar's new best friend o

the pains o

braids o

kiss me o

rings o

west ham winners series part one, part two, part three

celebrity crush o

when you marry o

the one o

peacemaker o

number one supporter o

match made in heaven o

i wrote you a song o

champion x

b'charmed x

who's mark? o

two things o

snowstorm o

wet hair o

charlotte's first steps o

the ring o

the famous wife o

sing again o

reunion o

on screen chemistry o

my missus o

leed's festival o

everyone loves you o

dress shopping o

bodyguard o

when did you get so good? o

the simplest of touches o

permanent mark of my love o

little black dress o

in sickness and in health o

in a crowd of thousands o

her biggest fan o

don't forget that you love me once o

dear santa o

all's fair in love and war o

for now and forever o

sex with my ex x

cupid's chokehold o

a love like this o

a little reassurance o

tell me o

girlfriend thief o

[alltoolewis]

You pick Ben up from his night out with the boys at the club and he is a little tipsy and you pick up some Mc Donalds on the way home and he keeps thanking you for being the best girlfriend ever and promising you he will marry you one day xx

My Everything- Ben Chilwell ✨

Thank you so much for requesting more of this cutie!!! I've missed writing for him so much & feel like he's currently been forgotten about... so I'm here to keep the love alive 😝 (Anybody else seen the video of him singing Katy Perry at a pool party recently... I had very mixed emotions 🤨Still got to love him tho!)

Not proofread (sorry it's short)

Requests are open!

"Here she is!" Ben slurred, climbing into the passenger seat as he leans over to plant a drunken kiss on your cheek "How's my princess doing?" Although you knew his words were intoxicated your cheeks couldn't help but blush at his cute nicknames... even drunk Ben knew how to get you worked up!

"Clearly not as good as you" You giggled, giving his pouted lips one last peck before you switched on the engine of his car "Did you have fun?... the boys didn't leave you again did they?" It was normal for him to be left on his own on nights out, due to him being the only single one of his friends but obviously they would make sure he was safe before they disappeared to be with whoever they want.

"Nahhhh, Harvey stayed with me most of the night..." He sighed putting his hand on your thigh tight "But then he said he found a chicken to go home with, so he left me outside for you!" Trying to hold in your laugh, you smiled "He took a chicken home? Do you mean a chick...?"

"Yeah but chicks are baby chickens..." He looked at you confused like he didn't even believe his own words "But now I'm saying it out loud that's a little weird isn't it?"

"Just a little honey..." You giggled. Just as you were about to turn into the main road a bright yellow sign caught his eyes, causing him to yell out it excitement "I'M LOVIN IT!"

"What the hell Benji?!" You gasped, hands clutching the wheel tighter in shock "You scared the hell out of me!" You couldn't stay mad for long as he looked at you with a puppy dog eyes and pouted lips. "Can we please go Maccies baby?"

"It's 1am Ben..."

"But I'm hungry & I haven't ate since training & there wasn't any food at the club & I really want some nuggets & I-"

"Okay.. okay.. okay.." You sighed, turning the roundabout to join the drive-thru "But promise me that as soon as we get in, you'll get straight to bed... I don't think I can manage another Benji mad hour!" You almost winced at the sound of your tone, sounding more like his mum every day! But you've had enough drunken Ben nights to know how he gets when the night goes on... there's no such thing as sleep as he clumsily walks around the house, knocking everything over as he tries to be as close to you as possible! "I love you... I love you... I love you..." Ben gushes, kissing your cheek repeatedly as you tried to speak to the woman over the monitor "Please Benji.. one second bubs!"

As soon as the food was passed through the window, that was it... it was gone! The car instantly filled with the familiar smell of greasy burgers and salty fries as he scoffs down his meal "Have I told you how much I love you recently?" He mumbled, mouth full of food. "You've mentioned it once or twice.." You blushed, holding his hand tighter as he places a fry in your mouth.

"Well I will tell you again. I love you very very very very much... like more than anything in the world."

"Even football?" You smirked. If there was one thing you learnt from dating a footballer, is that its not only a job but also a passion! "I love you well more than football!" Ben gushed "You are everything I need, the greatest girlfriend in the world... I could never play a game a football again & I'll still be happy because I have you by my side... My everything!"

Although you knew he was drunk, you also knew that he meant every word, hence why tears immediately flooded your eyes. Just as you thought he'd gone silent after his little love rant, you only just pulled into your driveway when he spoke again "I'm going to marry you one day y'know!" He said so casually, a blush once again creeping on your cheeks as you tried your best to hide "Ben stop it!"

"Why?" He looked at you confused, trying to undo your fingers "I am! & your going to look beautiful in a white gown & I'm probably going to cry & your going to look like a princess... my princess... but you already are my princess so you'll be my queen!"

Turning to look at him, you peck his lips, wiping away a little a bit of pickle that was left on his chin "You are going to be the death of me, my crazy boy!"

"I think you mean your crazy king!"

[sunny44]

We don’t like it

Pairing: Dad!Mason Mount x wife!reader

Warnings: nothing I guess

Summary: Where Mason’s wife and daughter didn’t like when he shaved his beard.

Today I decided to do something I didn’t do for a long e time.

Shave my beard.

I’ve always been proud of my beard, It was my personal signature and something he'd nurtured for years.

The thick, well-groomed facial hair had become an integral part of him. Yet, there was one recurring scenario that made me hesitate every time I think of shaving it off - my wife and daughter reaction.

So today as I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, razor in my hand, I couldn't help but wonder how the girl’s would react to this. My wife, Y/n, was undoubtedly the most vocal critic.

She claimed that it made me look hot and super attractive so she obviously didn’t like when I shave.

As the shaving foam covered my beard, I remembered the countless times my wife had protest when she sees me without the beard.

My daughter also didn’t like me without it but it was annoying me so much that I could wait any longer to shave it off.

But I had been contemplating this change for a while now. I knew my wife and daughter would initially be surprised, maybe even upset. However, I also believed they would eventually adjust to me with a clean face.

With a deep breath, I began to shave. As the beard disappeared bit by bit, I caught glimpses of my face that I didn’t even remember how it looked since I was with this beard for months.

Once I finished, I examined my clean-shaven face in the mirror and It felt strange, almost as if I had lost a part of myself but it was also liberating in a way I hadn't anticipated.

When I walked into the living room, I was met with a mixed reaction.

My daughter chocked, not sure how to react to this sudden change in her dad's appearance. But my wife, on the other hand, looked surprised but then broke into a smile.

"Wow, you look so different!" she exclaimed.

My daughter Lily got out of my wife’s lap, after a moment of uncertainty she came running to me and I took her in my lap and she began to run her little hands over my face, feeling my face without the beard but with a look of curiosity.

“I don’t like it.” She says after taking of her hand of my face and my wife started laughing.

“What, why?”

“I just don’t like it daddy.”

“Why not?”

“I don’t know.”

“And what about you babe?”

“Well I didn’t like it either.” She says coming towards us. “You look hot, don’t get me wrong but nothing looks better on you than the beard. And you look so young that people may think your under 18.”

“Oh come on, I don’t look that young.”

“Yes you do Mase, your face used to look like this when we met 7 years.”

“I don’t look like I have 18.”

“Yes you do and you know that.”

“I’ll remember not to shave next time since my two girls hate me.” I said being dramatic and Y/n laughs while my daughter looks scared.

“No, I don’t hate you daddy.” She’s says hugging me tight.

“I know you don’t baby and I love you for that.” I kissed her cheek.

“Well don’t shave it next time please.”

“Yes daddy.” Sebe agree with her mom.

“Okay girls I won’t.” I kissed my wife and we sat on the sofa to watch a movie.

Bonus scene!

Masonmount Instagram stories

“My girls didn’t like me without the beard.”

[neverinadream]

Whatever The Captain Wants

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Summary: Whatever the captain wants, the captain gets...even if it means getting it in an empty closet.

Pairing: Ben Chilwell x Fem!Reader

Requested: Chillycepts

Warnings: 18+, minors dni, smut, nsfw, forbidden relationship, ben chilwell x co-worker!reader (club photographer!reader), sneaking around, slight sub!ben, pet names (baby, my captain...), praise, oral (male receiving), talks of cum, not edited, its a short one

Notes: so this is like an unofficial part two to an unofficial part one that can be found here. it's a small one but ben looked fucking gorgeous today!! feedback is always appreciated 🫶🏻

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"We haven't got long," you rush to speak, Ben's breath coming out ragged as you take charge, pulling him into the empty closet. A rush of excitement fills you both at the thought of being potentially caught by one of his teammates or another member of staff, leaving a giggle to slip unexpectedly from your lips. "I think there's a switch somewhere," you mumble, blindly searching the for a light switch, your fingers scraping against the wall with no success.

"Forget it," Ben mumbles, cupping your face to pull you closer. A concoction of smells like rain, sweat, mud and wet grass all clung to what little of his kit remained on his body, but you didn't care. "Like you said," he pecks the corner of your mouth, teasing you with a kiss you knew you could never have, "we don't have long and I don't want to waste any more time looking for a light switch when I could be using that time to fuck this pretty little mouth." He smooths his thumb over your bottom lip, the little gasp that escapes shoots through him, pulsating along his cock and leaves his balls feeling tighter. "So. Fucking. Pretty."

Kneeling to the floor, his hand follows you, his thumb stroking your cheek as he waits for your next move. "If that's what my captain wants," you purr, moving your face closer to his bulge.

"Say it again." He fists his fingers into your hair and pulls your head back. "Say it."

You give him the dirtiest grin you can conjure up. "My captain." He groans, never knowing two words could make him as hard as he is right now.

His free hand untucks his cock, the thing practically springing out to meet you and pumps himself a couple of times. He tries not to moan too loud as he thumbs the tip, rolling the bead of precum about until it covers the whole head. "Ah," he gasps, his cock meeting your soft lips and feeling them part for him.

Your hand replaces his, wrapping around the base, pumping the lower half of his shaft as your mouth teases the other half. "My captain," you repeat, offering him tiny licks that send shocks of electricity up his spine. He shudders, biting his bottom lip to trap the moan that rockets up his throat faster than he had anticipated. "My sexy, talented captain," you emphasise the 'sexy,' giggling at his lack of patience as Ben pulls your head closer, encouraging you to give him more.

"Fuck-!" There's nothing he could do to stay quiet as you open your mouth and let half of him slide between your lips. He only chuckles at his inability to talk as the wet warmth of your mouth surrounds him. "You're amazing," he finally manages to say, goosebumps breaking out along his arms as you remove your mouth, slurping lazily on the head, before licking along the underside. He shudders. "Do that again, baby." And you do, making him groan louder.

"You're gonna get us caught," you giggle, pumping your hand languidly along his length, before taking him back into your mouth, sucking gently and licking at his tip.

"Can't help it," he bites his bottom lip, trying to cage the guttural groan making itself at home in the back of his throat, "you're just that good!" He squeezes his eyes and tips his head back, slowly rocking his hips to make the moment last. "Oh, fuck-!" He croaks, his grip tightening on the back of your head as you swallow him deeper into your throat. He pulses in your mouth, taking a quick peak in the dark to see your lips wrapped perfectly around the base. "Shit, I'm gonna come."

You moan around him, the vibration running along his shaft and pulsing in his balls.

He bites down on his hand, trying to stay quiet as he finally reaches his orgasm, but a few moans slip out as you keep bobbing you head. His knees buckle together and he has to reach out to touch the nearest wall to stop himself from falling. You take everything he gives you and it's a lot, some of his cum leaking from the corner of your mouth as you try to keep it all in your mouth.

"Fuck, y/n," he whispers your name, panting to catch his breath. His body shudders as you give his cock one last stroke and stand to your feet. Without thinking, he cups your face and crashes his mouth down against yours. The kiss doesn't last long and he pulls away, mumbling, "sorry."

You frown, hoping he doesn't see it. "It's fine," you mumble, blindly searching for the door handle. "It was just one kiss," you try to make up an excuse for him, "done in the moment, it doesn't have to mean anything." You push the handle down, the metal cold against your palm. "I'll go first," you suggest, slipping quickly out of the closet.

He tucks himself back into his shorts and fixes his appearance. "Right" he echoes, running a hand through his hair, "it doesn't mean anything."

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Football Taglist: @thoseboysinblue @kickinganddriving @lizzypotter14 @brasiliangp @chilwellspulisic @notsoattractivearenti @swimmingismywholelife @lovelynikol16 @masonsrem @landoslover @in-my-body-bag @laurasstufff1 @mountchilly @spicysainz @kathb59 @emcv1427 @gagaslonina @afterpills @pulisicsgirl @ricciardhoe3

[leviscolwill]

i can see you

pairing: ben chilwell x fem!reader

summary: after you lost your hotel room key you're forced to ask your friend ben to share his bed with you (wc: 1k)

contents: fluff, coworkers au / workplace romance, idiots crushing on each other, one use of y/n sorry 🏃‍♀️

notes: please be indulgent w this,, i haven't written in 2 years so i'm a bit rusty. also english is not my first language so my apologies for any grammar mistakes that will make you want to gouge your eyes out. reblogs & feedback are very veryyyyy appreciated as always <3

ps: i tried sum with the dividers tell me if they're ugly asf and i'll delete bc idk how to feel abt them 💀

now playing: i can see you by taylor swift (speak now)

"are you sure you don't mind me staying here tonight ?" you didn't want to force ben into sharing his room, but as soon as you noticed your hotel room card was gone, he offered his room for the night.

"i wouldn't offer if i did."

he had a point. not that you would ever say it out loud, so you simply kept silent. truth be told, today was exhausting, you had to run left and right while every player fulfilled their media duties, and everything felt 10 times more intense in the heat of the summer.

you still felt anxious at the idea of sharing a bed with ben. the line between 'coworkers-that-get-along-well' and 'something more' blurred a little bit too much whenever you were with ben. you'd find yourself looking at him a little bit more than you'd look at other players and thinking about him in a way a friend shouldn't, let alone someone who works for his team should.

"i can practically hear your thoughts you know ?" ben chuckled, he got to know you well throughout the last two seasons you worked at chelsea, well enough to feel you hesitating over the proposal.

"i can sleep on the floor if that makes you more comfortable."

"i'm not making you sleep on the floor when i'm the one who lost my card in the first place" you sighed. you were both adults that could share a bed and not make it weird, right ?

"do you have any spare shirt i could borrow ?" after ben searched through his baggage that seemed untouched since touchdown, he handed you a t-shirt and some shorts.

you made your way to his bathroom after muttering a quick 'thank you'.

you came out of his bathroom battling against his shorts that were still too big even after adjusting them, ben couldn't hide his smile when you walked out in his clothes. he'd imagined you in his shirt more times than he'd like to admit.

"i'll get ready for bed, make yourself comfortable." he said pointing at his bed. thankfully it was more than enough for two people, actually, his bed was probably bigger than yours, perks of being a football player probably.

after staying on your phone to distract yourself from the fact you were sharing a bed with your crush, a very shirtless ben came out of the bathroom and laid on his side of the bed. the only thing that you could do now was hoping for the red on your cheeks to fade as quickly as humanly possible.

to you, it was obvious, he was not nearly as nervous or embarrassed as you were, it almost seemed like he'd done this a million times before. he was laying casually on his phone while you stayed close to the end of the bed, so close you were afraid you might fall at any moment.

but if you could read his mind, you'd find out ben was torn between overthinking about how he better not mess it up, and thinking about who he would tell first that he slept in the same bed as the pretty girl from work he kept rambling about.

"goodnight ben." you said in an almost whisper.

"goodnight y/n" he answered while he tried his best to fall asleep, although all he could think about was how lucky he was.

when you woke up in the morning, you were confused about the unfamiliar setting for the first few seconds but quickly remembered the events of last night. you don't even know what awakened you. was it the sun peeking through the curtains ? the light snoring you could hear coming from above your head ? or the heat of the body laying right next to you ? then you silently panicked sensing how close you were to ben, his head resting on top of your hair, his features soft as he was still asleep.

but you took the time to fully appreciate the moment that was definitely too intimate for two coworkers, or even two friends. listening to ben's heartbeat and tracing his features after freeing yourself from one of his arms that kept you close to him.

after a few minutes he opened his eyes, and stretched, while pulling you right next to him.

"slept well ?" he asked with a tired smile on his face, while his fingers traced up and down your bare arm.

you almost wanted to tell him that you had the best sleep of your life, in hopes that he'll keep you this close for longer, but chose against it.

"yes, slept well, maybe i would've slept even better if you didn't snore this loud"

he faked a offended expression and attacked you with his pillow, messing your hair even more.

"no, no, no, i'm sorry, please stop, i didn't mean that." you tried to plead out of breath.

ben was feeling merciful, he helped you seat up on his bed and you spent about half an hour talking about everything and nothing at the same time.

"i better go to the reception to get a new card." you said while ben watched you collect your clothes with a lovesick smile attached to his face.

"let me know if you lose your new card, i'll gladly share my bed with you again."

with that, you closed ben's door with one last look at him, his messy hair and his (very) unmade bed, smiling to yourself for the rest of the morning.

[kierantierney3]

Masterlist

I created a new masterlist so you may need to bare with me for a bit with it.

Ruben Loftus Cheek

Alejandro Garnacho

Kieran Tierney

Ben Pavard

Pedri

Gavi

Ruben Dias

Ben Chilwell

Martin Ødegaard

Jadon Sancho

Kai Havertz

Gabriel Martinelli

Jude Bellingham

Joao Felix

Trent Alexander Arnold

Virgil Van Dijk

Mason Mount

[captainwans]

★ . . . ❛ ━━ BEN CHILWELL x FEM!READER.

( MASTERLIST! )

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yourinstagram happiest birthday to the love of my life. 🤍 you make me the happiest and brightest girl on earth. i love you with all i am.

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kennedyalexa my favorites 💕

username cutest couple ever sorry i don’t make the rules

yourbestfriend i beg to differ

benchilwell argue with the wall

yourbestfriend fight me

conorgallagher92 😯

sasha__rebecca ❤️❤️

benchilwell i love you more baby ❤️❤️

masonmount i look a little different there 🤔

joaofelix79 *more like i look different there

yourbestfriend she’s my wife back off

benchilwell stop hitting on my girlfriend 🤨

username what is felix doing here 🤨

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yourinstagram smart sexy studious 😉🧠

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yourbestfriend graduate already i need a therapy session asap

kennedyalexa me too

sasha__rebecca me three

username we love educated women 💕💪🏽

madelyncline smart sexy indeed 🤤

yourinstagram i love you maddie 😚

benchilwell my hardworking woman ❤️

masonmount simp

cmpulisic simp

kaihavertz29 simp

username i aspire to be like you one day ❤️

yourinstagram you’re so sweet 🥹🫶🏼

reecejames do we get a discount for therapy? 👀

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yourinstagram my girls = me, myself & i 🧚🏼✨

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sophiaamelia had the best night ever 🤍

aninemaykennedy love you doll 🫶🏼

sasha__rebecca we need to do it again 🙈💕

yourinstagram agreed 🤩

username i’m curious of who she is dating 👀

masonmount i’m curious too 😃

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cmpulisic me three

yourbestfriend she’s dating me y’all

benchilwell i beg to differ

yourbestfriend i will boil your teeth back off chilly 😡

reecejames 😨😨

username omg she’s bens gf

yourinstagram 💕🤭

yourinstagram yourbestfriend behave

yourbestfriend tbh what do you even see in him when you can get the whole package 🤩

benchilwell the only package she’s getting is an empty box

kaihavertz29 this is so brutal me and soph are dying from reading all the comments

sophiaamelia it’s true kai’s crying on the kitchen floor 😭

laurenfryer_ how did we go from sweet comments to savage fire??

yourinstagram 🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️

masonmount idk but i’m joining the beef train

benchilwell 🖕🏻🖕🏻

[charlesleeclerc]

back to you // mason mount

paring: mason mount x fem!reader

summary: in which after 5 months of mason leaving chelsea with no notice to her, they meet again in a chelsea vs man united

includes: angst, and just mason being a prick

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''we give everything today out on the field, and take every opportunity we have to transform the match quickly'' said pochettino while clapping, trying to encourage the players and the team.

''ben, you sure you are okay?'' she asked quietly to the left back who had suffered a muscle pull the training before the match

''yes yes, don't worry, if anything happens you'll notice'' he said while giving her a quick hug and heading to lineup in the tunnel

she started walking to her place on the bench next to the manager and prepared her kit for if she had to enter the pitch for any little problem. both teams headed out of the tunnel and lined up next to each other as the premier league anthem played on the bridge. the referee blew his whistle and the match started with nico passing the ball to enzo. minutes went by and possession was distributed between both teams.

ben was near the goal when mason slid down and made him fall fouling him. shouts erupted all over the stadium and all players went straight to defend their teammates. while this was happening, ben was on the floor grabbing his quad from the back, looking like he was in pain, whilst the referee was giving mason a yellow card.

when everyone started walking away, she could see ben was still on the floor and the referee was signaling for the physios to enter the pitch. she got up, grabbed her things, and entered the pitch.

''is it the muscle again?'' she asked ben while the other physio started stretching his leg

''it wouldn't be if that dickhead didn't cut me out'' he spat out while looking bitterly at mason who was standing next to us

''you know it was not my intention'' he declared while his eyes went back and forth looking at them

''but you know that he had this problem twice and still did it'' she told him while helping ben get up who clearly couldn't continue playing the match

ben got out of the pitch while being clapped by the fans, it wasn't an injury that would take him out for a lot, no more than 2 matches, but still, he was an essential player for the team. thankfully there was not so much time for half time whistle to rumble throughout the stadium.

she entered the dressing room and saw that everyone was shouting one name ''mount''

''if mount hadn't taken ben out''

''if mount wasn't trying to take us out at every single pass we do''

''if mount wasn't such a bitter baby''

''take him out'' the words blurted out of her mouth and everyone turned their heads to see her ''sorry'' she said while trying to walk away

''honestly we should'' said enzo with a chuckle

half time passed quite quickly, with the manager giving orders to the players and the physios checking that everyone was okay.

''we give everything again, and even though you're mad at him, don't take mount out, we don't want to play with 10'' said pochettino while looking at her and laughing. everyone laughed including her, and started gathering their things to play the last 45 minutes.

after a couple of minutes, reece was the one who made the 2nd goal and the cheers erupted as the players went after him running to celebrate. she was glad that after some time, there was an actual chance to win against united.

when a counterattack started with connor recovering the ball from a corner, the united players after seeing that there were not many things that could be done by their defense, their last resort was one that came running meters behind connor. mason he slid and tackled connor to the gound, for which awarded him a second yellow card and as a consequence a red card. everyone was shouting, the manager, physios, coaches, and assistans were complaining to the 4th referee. players were pushing each other on the pitch, while mason was entering the tunnel to go to the locker room after getting sent out.

''thank you for taking both of your friends out'' she said while passing next to him to enter the pitch again

he didn't do much, just looked at her and continued his path onto the locker room.

connor had to leave the pitch, and after the last 10 minutes, the match finnally ended with chelsea taking the 3 points.

the chelsea players stayed on the pitch thanking the fans while the united players went back to their locker room. she grabbed her things, and started heading back to the locker room to organize the things for when the players get back. after 5 minutes, all the players came back and hugged each other after a well deserved win. after more than 1 hour, she had changed herself and most of the players had already left the bridge, with only reece, ben and thiago still being there.

''have you talked with him, i mean after everything?'' reece asked while putting away his things

''no, not yet and i don't think im planning to'' she answered him, a bitter tone on her voice thinking about even talking to him

''im with her, he left and didn't told her anything'' shouted thiago from the bathrooms

''okay boys, it's not time to talk about my life and what happened, it's time to head out because it's getting late'' she said with a quiet chuckle and grabbing her things to leave

she said her goodbyes and left the locker room, and kissed goodbye every staff person that was there.

''sorry'' a voice she could recognize everywhere made her freeze

''for what? taking 2 of our players out, or leaving without saying anything?''

''both''

''what is done it's done mason''

''im truly sorry, i didn't want to leave like that''

''but you did it, you didn't say anything and i was the last one to find out

''just let me give you my side of it, please'' he said

''maybe one day mason, but not today'' she gave him one last look and started walking away

she wanted to hear from him, more than 4 months since he had left and last talked. well, he sent her messages, but she didn't answered them.

''I'm sorry, i truly am''

''i know you are mason, but still i cannot bring myself to talk to you''

[mxsonxmountx]

Benjamin James Chilwell ✨boyfriend vibes✨

Part 2

[findingnemosworld]

𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐢'𝐦 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 - 𝐛𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥

・𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: @chilwellspulisic

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐱 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲'𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐤! 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 :)

The reception party was in full swings after a beautiful ceremony which saw the groom Nate solidify his love for his bride Hayley in front of all their friends and loved ones underneath the beautiful bright skies of Italy, and amongst those in attendance were two individuals that had been trying to avoid one another for the past three years, Y/N and Ben.

Once upon a time, during Ben's days as a Leicester player - the pair were as thick as thieves; so much so that everyone around them had firmly believed that they'd get married one day, only for Ben to up and leave her the minute he received an offer from Chelsea, his claim was that their relationship would hold him back.

And being the prideful woman she is, Y/N had taken that as a sign to cut him off entirely, refusing to answer his calls and messages and going as far as to warn his former Leicester teammate, James Maddison to tell him to stop calling her.

Three years had passed with her dating every now and then, only for the flings to end abruptly or in this case, Y/N refused to admit the real reason every single fling ended.

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" The venue is lovely! " Her date for the wedding, Daniel comments as they sat down in the reception venue, amongst the numerous crowds who were either drinking or dancing on the floor after the bride and groom danced.

" It is, Nate has great taste " She said with a smile, looking around before her eyes landed on him.

He was sitting at the table across from the table she was sitting in, and next to him was a beautiful brunette she'd come to deduce as his date, the pair were chatting and laughing together when Ben looks up to meet her gaze causing her to immediately look away and try to converse with Daniel, making the effort to appear as though she was enjoying her time with him.

A few minutes later, Daniel excused himself when his phone rang leaving her alone before she made the decision to walk to the bar and grab a drink, once she ordered her drink - she felt someone stand next to her, she turns to find Ben standing there with a smile. " Hey love "

" Benjamin " She replied curtly.

" Oh come on, three years pass and you still hate me " He rolls his eyes.

" That's an understatement, I'm only being curt because I don't want your girlfriend to think you're accessible to anyone " She retorts.

Ben chuckles, " She's not my girlfriend, she's just a friend "

" Hm, I bet you say that to every woman " She laughs, taking a gulp of her drink.

" Even if I did, why does it affect you? " He asks. " Jealous? "

" Me, jealous ... yeah, right " She laughs, " I don't have to be jealous of someone that finds it easy to leave the people they care about and besides, I have a date as well "

" Yeah, Bryan, right? " He said.

" Daniel " She responds with a groan, " A very sweet guy I have been seeing "

Ben shakes his head and says with a sarcastic tone, " So sweet "

" What's wrong Chilwell? Jealous? " She asked with a teasing tone.

Ben grows silent, which causes her to look at him with wide eyes and say. " You are jealous! "

" Can you blame me? " He retorts, " You show up, looking insanely gorgeous with him, when you could have been with - " he trails off.

" Could have been with you " She said.

" Yeah " He whispers.

" Ben, you broke it off, not me " She reminds him.

" I know " He sighs, " But I miss you, a lot ... "

She sighs, she would lie to herself if she said she didn't miss him, there was a reason why her relationships never worked out, " I miss you as well " she murmurs.

The confession caused him to smile, " Maybe when we go back to England, we can talk things out " he said with a hopeful tone.

" Maybe " She said.

[macybeckham7]

Your daughters first time going to watch her daddy play football and a cute interaction with her and Chilly

With Ben being injured he was able to watch games with YDN and got introduced to the game. She had started to recognise Sterling and was all smiley whenever he was on the screen by screeching ‘Uncle Reem!’. The day of his comeback, you dressed her up in her 21 Daddy jersey, with her hair in pigtails. She couldn’t stop smiling at the whole experience, you standup with her on your hip, as Ben gets subbed on. He looks up at you with you telling your little girl to wave, she blows him a kiss with him catching it and blowing her one too. After the game they are messing around together which you get your friend to record the interaction with everyone loving the Chilwell’s little family.

[alltoolewis]

The moment we waited for- Ben Chilwell 🤍

When I tell you I sobbed when I seen his number come up 😥 So happy to see him back on the pitch & I can't wait for next season when he proves all the haters wrong once again! I also opted for a pic instead of my usual gifs as this holiday pic legit knocked me out 🤍

Thank you so much to the very kind anom who sent this in! I hope you love it as much I enjoyed writing it for you! & thank you for keeping my chilly content alive I missed writing for him so much! 💜

Request: what about you're super excited for the last game of the season bcs of the chance Ben might have some play time again and when he finally plays again you are over the moon. The moment they are letting family and friends on the field you are waiting for your turn and when you finally can you rush into Bens arms, not even caring that pictures might be taken as you just can't contain how happy and proud you are of him. The moment hilariously interrupted when mason comes to claim he is the one who won the price and should receive the hugs

"When is it going to happen..?" You sigh, glancing up the timer to see there were only 5 minutes of the game left & still no sign of your boyfriend coming onto the pitch. "I'm sure it'll be soon.." Alex smiled, wrapping her arm around you "I don't think Tuchel would get our hopes up for nothing!"

You knew you shouldn't have got your hopes up when you heard that Ben would be on the bench for the last match.. but how could you not when you saw him work his arse off for the last couple of months for this moment! If anyone would of told any of you that there was a chance Ben could make his return this season after the injury he had you would of called there bluff! But somehow here you were... waiting patiently for number 21 to be called up on the big screen.

"Oh wait..! He's moving" Alex screeched as Ben got up off the bench, eyes trailing him every step of the way as he spoke to the rest of the team before taking off his bib, indicating the moment was actually going to happen!

'Please make some noise for our next substitute making his way onto the pitch number 21! Ben Chilwell'

The stadium shook with cheers and applause as Ben jogged back onto the famous Stamford bridge pitch, giving the rest of the team a quick hug before getting into his well-earned position. Not being able to handle it any longer you burst into tears, causing Alex to wrap you in her arms "omg honey what's wrong?... I thought you'd be happy..."

"I am.." You sobbed, pulling out of her grasp as you continued to watch him for the remaining couple of minutes of the game "I'm just so proud of him.. seeing him out there right now.. I-its just too much!"

"You're so sweet.." Alex gushed, keeping her arm around you as you placed your head on her shoulder both of you in awe as the final whistle blows. You wanted to scream and cheer along with the other fans but all you could do was silently cry, not believing that the moment you and Ben both hoped for the last couple of months actually came true! & you couldn't be any prouder!

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The second the families were given the call that they could come down you sprinted down to the tunnel, impatiently waiting for your turn to be let out there! All you wanted right now was to be in his arms and nothing was going to stop you from doing so.

Pointing you out, Reece tapped Ben on the shoulder signalling him that you were on your way. But nothing could have warned him as you pounced in his arms, almost tipping the both of you over "Well hello there..." Ben laughed, wrapping your legs around his waist as he let you cling on to him "What's got you so happy?"

"I'm so proud of you right now Benji.." You cried into his neck ignoring his question, causing his heart to break. He knew how much the moment meant to you, you were his rock at the end of the day. Nobody stayed by his side as long as you had with his recovery... he owed you everything!

"Hey, hey... stop these tears baby.." Ben cooed, lifting your chin up to look at him "You're going to set me off!" Not being able to say anything else, you place your lips to his, ignoring the many cameras that were around the pitch or the lingering eyes of the fans... nothing else mattered but him!

"Urghh love birds calm down!" Mason chirped up from behind you, his player of the year trophy in one hand as he held summer with his other "There are kids present!" Laughing Ben put you down, giving summer a small wave before shooting his best friend a glare! "Why to ruin the moment Mase!"

"Sorry, bro!" Mason laughed, letting summer down to play with the rest of the children as he turned his attention back on you "Hey (y/n)… where's my smooch? I'm the one who just won the best prize of the season... this guy only played 3 minutes" He joked, laughing as Ben shoved him playfully. One thing you loved about Mason since you met him was how natural his relationship was with Ben.. no matter how many times they winded each other up or bicker they always remained brothers! "Watch it you!" Ben hissed "Or you'll be the next one to miss most of the season!"

"Don't think I'll be allowed to give you a smooch Mase.." You giggled, pulling out of Ben's grip to wrap your arms around Mason "A hug will have to do I'm afraid.."

"Awww it'll do, but I was hoping for one of your famous kisses!" Mason pouted, shooting you a wink "Look how happy they make little Chilly!" He laughed, pointing out Ben's very obvious hard-on as he tried his best to hide it from the cameras. His words however didn't go unnoticed as laughter erupted around you, all of the squad teasing Ben as his face flushed pink.

"I'm going to fucking kill you..." Ben groaned, giving you a quick kiss on the cheek before darting after Mason. Leaving you in hysterics in the middle of the pitch.

"Thank you..." You heard a soft voice come up from behind, turning around to find a smiling Tuchel. "I should be the one saying that.." You giggled, wrapping your arms around him "Thank you for giving him the moment we all were waiting for, you don't know how special it is to us..."

"He deserves it.." Tom beamed, letting you lean into his side "You all do! He couldn't of done it without you (y/n)..." The rest of the evening was filled with nothing but love and happiness as you all celebrated Ben's return and the incredible season Chelsea had. But the one thing that mattered most to you was your boy was home...

were he belonged!

[football-and-fanfics]

Beautiful - Ben Chilwell

Who: Ben Chilwell Prompt: "Have you always been this beautiful?" Requested by: anonymous Warnings: none

Just a few days ago you had broken your ankle when falling off your bike, so you had your lower leg in a cast and walked with crutches at the moment. You had promised Ben already weeks ago that you would come to Stamford Bridge to watch Chelsea's match of tomorrow against Arsenal. The cast on your leg made that you could only wear sweatpants, though, and suddenly you weren't so sure anymore that going to the stadium was such a good idea. 

"Please, babe." Ben cupped your face between his hands when you told him. "Everyone will understand it’s because of the cast." "But I’ll look hideous," you pouted. "No, you won’t." Ben smiled. "Besides, I’ve got just the thing for you."

He disappeared into the bedroom for half a minute, and returned with a pair of his long-legged Chelsea training pants. "At least you’ll be in style with these on," Ben smirked, handing the sweatpants to you. You eyed them doubtfully. "Oh, I don’t know…" "Come on, have a little faith in me," Ben winked, "I know these will look great on you."

You hesitated for a second longer, but finally decided to at least try them on. "Alright," you agreed, "but if I look like an idiot, I'm not going tomorrow." Ben cocked his head to the side, smirking cheekily at you. "Fair enough."

You returned a few minutes later, showing Ben how his training pants looked on you. They were somewhat on the large side for you, but otherwise, you had to agree, they could look worse on you. 

"So? What do you think?" You asked hesitantly.  Ben looked you up and down with a loving smile on his face. "Have you always been this beautiful?" He grinned, coming over to give you a kiss.  "Stop it," you chuckled.  "No, I’m serious." Ben wrapped his arms around you in a comfortable embrace. "After seeing you like this tomorrow, I'm sure every Chelsea fan will want this look."

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[neverinadream]

Forbidden To Me

Summary: You're forbidden to him but a little bit of touching never hurt anyone.

Pairing: Ben Chilwell x Fem!Reader

Requested: Yes

Song Inspo: Own My Mind - Måneskin

Warnings: captain!ben, 18+, minors dni, smut, ehhh....you could probably class this as a forbidden relationship, coworkers (reader works as the club's photographer), dom!ben, sub!reader, dirty talk, pet names (baby, pretty girl, good girl...), praise kink-ish, fingering, eye contact, aftercare, not edited

Notes: that armband made me feel a lot of things!! i apologise for this being short, i haven't exactly written for ben in a very very long time. did we like it? is what you wanted anon??? anyway, feedback is always appreciated

He pulled the cup of your bra and sucked your nipple into his mouth. "Ben," you gasped, his name coming out like a desperate plea as he bit down on the sensitive skin, leaving a mark in spot where only you could see.

"Already so fucking wet for me, baby," he groans, pushing his hand under your panties. His fingers slip between your slick folds and dragged your arousal from your opening up and over your clit. He loved the way you squirmed underneath him, rolling your hips to chase more friction and the cute whimpers that passed your lips. "You just had to come on this trip, didn't you?" His cock twitches in his shorts and involuntarily fucks the hardened length against your thigh, softly panting against your neck as he kisses up it. "Couldn't have said no?" He nips at your ear.

"I go where the boss wants me," you reply, dragging your fingers through the damp strands of his hair, scratching your nails against his scalp. His eyes flutter shut and he quietly groans, the noise rumbling low his chest. "Besides," you mumble, giving his hair a soft tug to make him look at you, "who's going to make you look pretty in that captain's armband?" Your free hand runs over to spot the white band had been earlier that night, and you bite your bottom lip thinking about the way his bare, tattooed skin had glistened with sweat. A whimper passes your lips and your cunt flutters around the single digit inside you at the thought.

He chuckles low. "Liked it, did you?" He teases, adding a second finger. He hooks them to stroke the soft spot at the front and keeps rubbing your clit with his thumb, applying the right amount of pressure that has you crying his name. "Liked seeing me wearing it?"

"Why do you think I was so wet when you came up here?" You whisper into his ear. "Thought about it so much that I had to touch myself in the shower. Cried your name too as I came."

A giggle dances on your lips as he drops his head into your shoulder, groaning against your warm skin. "Don't say things like that."

"Why not?"

"Because we made a promise to each other-"

"-a very stupid promise-"

"-but a promise nonetheless," he talks over you, disliking the 'no sex' promise you had made in the previous season as much as you did.

He could touch you and you could touch him, but he could never fuck you, or ever ask you out on a date, not unless you both wanted a meeting with the club's HR department. And for now, you had stuck to the promise, even if you were both desperate to experience more.

"You thought about me, huh?" He continues to pump you with his fingers, watching the pleasure build up in your face as you climbed higher to meet your orgasm. He frowned as you closed your eyes. "Eyes open, pretty girl," he instructed, holding your chin, "I want to see exactly how your eyes look when you come apart for me." His eyes poured into yours as you opened them, and you both moaned approvingly.

You whimper, taking a deep breath feeling him slipping in a third finger, and you pulsate around them as he scissors them to fill you up more. "Fucking hell, Ben," you cry, thighs shaking and fisting your hands into the hotel sheets.

"Bet it didn't feel this good, did it? Couldn't take your fingers as good as you take me?" He drops to kiss your forehead. That was another rule: your lips were forbidden to be kissed. "Squeezing me so tightly," he pulls away, bringing his gaze back to your eyes, "ready to come for me?" You nod your head and he tuts. "Say it," he encourages, his voice barely above a whisper, "say: 'I'm ready to come for you'."

You loop your arms around his neck and weave your fingers into the back of his hair. His lips rest against yours as you pull him in closer. "I'm ready to come for you," you repeat his own words, your voice shaking as you struggle to maintain control. You never break eye contact as your orgasm rips through you, and you can barely focus on the words that are coming out of his mouth. You make out "good girl" and "you're doing so well for me," but the rest is history to you.

He collapsed beside you, stroking his fingers gently over the outline of your face. "You look so pretty when you come for me," he murmurs, a smile pinching on the corners of his lips. He props himself up on one elbow and dips to kiss your cheek. "One day, I'm gonna break that promise," he whispers into your ear, pulling away to see your reaction as he says, "have you finally come on my cock and fuck you like you deserve to be fucked."

Heat creeps into your cheeks and you try to wash it away with a deep breath. "But not tonight, Captain," you tell him, tapping your finger lightly against the end of his nose. You purposely added 'Captain' onto the end, giggling once more as he groans and hides his face.

He looks over at the door, knowing he would have to leave soon. "Can I stay a little longer?"

"Sure that's a good idea?" You raise your eyebrow, watching him drag his eyes away from the door and slowly back to you. He shrugs his shoulders. "Fine," you give in, with no persuasion at all, "but I get to be the big spoon."

"Absolutely not!"

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[babygirlbenji]

What Does Love Sound Like? - Ben Chilwell

a/n this is heavily inspired by this song from anyone but you!! it makes me sob anyway here is something super short but very sweet i cooked up for ya <3 mwah

For many years, Ben had wondered what love would feel like. What love would sound like. He had had relationships here and there, of course, but none of them ever filled that void, that chasm in his chest of what love truly felt like. What it sounded like. 

But then he met you. And it was like all of his answers came at once. 

He realised that love felt like your arms wrapping around his neck after a long time apart. It felt like your hand fitting perfectly into his as you walked to the shops on a sunny June day. It felt like your sleeping body on his as he ran his fingers through your hair. Love felt like looking at you across the dining table as you chatted with his mum. It felt a little bit like watching you get ready for work, carefully applying your makeup to accentuate your already stunningly beautiful features. It felt a bit like the peace he felt as you read your book while he played FIFA with the boys, occasionally looking over at you and smiled softly. It felt like the warm, fuzzy feeling he got when he came home from a win to a homemade dinner made by you, the table set with cutlery and a couple of candles. It felt like the emotion he felt seeing you interact with kids, knowing that you would be the best mummy to your little ones when the time came. Love felt like the nerves but excitement he felt when he got down on one knee to ask for your hand forever. It felt like him getting up in the night to feed your little one as you were just simply too exhausted. 

He realised that love sounded like your cheers when you won at MarioKart, and all he could do was laugh. It sounded like you saying ‘I love you, Benji’ casually before bed, before you left for work, before he went to a game. It sounded like you trying to train Oscar to give paw, telling him what a good boy he was when he finally succeeded. It sounded like you singing to ABBA in the kitchen while you made dinner, not realising that he had come home early. It sounded like your giggles as you doubled over with laughter at your own joke, which in turn made him laugh more than the joke itself. It also sounded like your car pulling into the driveway, knowing that loving hugs and gentle kisses were mere moments away. It sounded like your gentle snores filling the room as he fell asleep, curled up next to you. It sounded like your teary voice saying ‘I couldn’t sleep’ after an argument, finding him on the sofa in the living room. Love sounded like your families cheering as you kissed for the first time as husband and wife. It sounded like the screaming cries of your first born child, making their appearance into the world known with the strongest pair of lungs the doctors had ever known. 

Ben had wished for a magical love for years. An all-encompassing, sweep-you-off-your-feet kind of love. And boy, was he going to treasure it and you for the rest of his life. 

[footballffbarbiex]

i received a dm for this one not an ask but it was from this list.

enjoy. hopefully.

and to give you a heads up, it's smutty.

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you'd felt tense at work every day this week. getting dressed in the morning had felt like far more weighed you down than just the simple fabrics that you'd pulled over your body and you'd found yourself longing to be home and wishing your shift away until finally, the clock hands hit the end of your shift time and finally, you were free for a handful of hours again until your head hits the pillow and you don't have to worry about what happens on shift.

you'd longed for a release, a way to stop you thinking and just escape everything and right now, Ben is achieving that. there's not a single coherent thought in your head as he snaps his hips to the curve of your ass, his dick deep within your pussy with every fluid motion. he fills you repeatedly as his hands hold onto your waist and in turn, holding you in place - not that you want to wriggle out from under his grasp. you want to stay there for as long as you can, feeling every inch that he pushes inside of you.

his fingers stroke over your bundle of nerves once, twice, three, four and many more times until you lose count. until you're unable to count because of the way he fucks into you.

"is this what you wanted?" Ben asks, timing his thrusts with every two strokes of your clit.

you can't answer, your mouth feels as though it's not co-ordinating with your mind, but then again. there's nothing there either.

"i asked you a question," he says, his tone short with you now and all you can manage is a feeble "yes."

"yes what?"

you open your mouth to answer him properly, but in it's place is a whimper that is far too loud.

"Ben, they're in the other room." your words are barely out before you curse and bite down on your lip to try and muffle another low groan. Ben having "boys nights" weren't uncommon but today, you could have done without this. you weren't wrong though, only a thin wall separates you from some of his friends and teammates as they sit in the "man cave". you can hear their laughter, catching occasional words and sentences from their conversations and hear the music playing as your boyfriend continues to fuck you into next year.

you can feel his body covering your back, warmth radiating from him both penetrating you and pressed against you. "you'll have to be quiet then, won't you?" he whispers in your ear, lips so close that as he speaks they brush against the shell of it.

from this angle, he buries himself as deep inside of you as he can, barely pulling more than two inches back out of you before he's pushing back in again, ensuring that you're fully stuffed with as much of his cock as possible.

the combination of his thrusts and the way that his fingers work against your clit is simply heavenly. had you not been bent over the utility room unit, you might have buckled from the way your thighs tremble and your knees threaten to give out from underneath you.

"m'not stopping until you've cum," Ben tells you. "don't care if they hear. don't care how long i have to keep doing this." with each sentence he bottoms out, pushing every inch of his cock into you and pausing there so you can feel him throb against your cervix and sensitive, puffy walls. "gonna need at least two before i leave this room."

usually you'd think he was being optimistic but your first was well on it's way and the second wouldn't be too far behind if he keeps his rhythm the way it is. if he does, he won't be wrong about his friends hearing either but right now, it's a small price to pay to forget about this week.