do a dele one, any story x
Because it’s his birthday
You’re waking him up to kisses on his face, giggling at his lazy groan as he pushes you off him, smiling as he does so. ‘You have to get up for training, del’ you whispered against his warm skin and his response was even more groans and a muttering of ‘but it’s my birthday’ and you’re pulling him up and pushing him out of bed ‘come on I can sleep in for a bit longer’ and he’s stropily walking off to the shower as you admire his back muscles in the dim morning light. And soon he’s leaving, a kiss to your forehead and the demand of his birthday sex when he gets back and you’re up as soon as he leaves: birthday gift preparations time
tfw you’re bisexual and admiring pretty girls but then you remember you’re also attracted to men and you’re like “that’s cool too” because men are fine as hell and there’s nothing wrong with your attraction to them
He always looks sad, Harry Kane.
Just an idea 💡 for your John story could be that she doesn’t want to get involved with him because of his drama history but he’s persistent and shows her that he can be different and a one woman man only idk just thought 💭
definitely a good thought, anon! Sorry it took so long to reply! I have exams that end in two weeks, but after them I plan on writing a full chaptered story and this will definitely be incorporated into it x
Basically I’m Gay
Could you write about meeting John for the first time as the man united photographer at a game and you bump into each other and its playful jibes and a connection straight away and at the end of the night he's asking for your number wanting to take you out for coffee
And it’s when a football is launched in your direction as the players warm up, your photography being interrupted that he jogs up to you with floppy hair to collect it. ‘Hope you’re getting some nice photos’, came a Barnsley accent. And you laugh, ‘of my men in red, yes. Of you? Just photos.’ And he lets out a breath of a laugh and jogs off back to the circle, continuing to train, occasionally looking back at you with a small smile. And throughout the game you take more photos of him, not purposefully but he was good to photograph and you swear in some of them he’s looking right at you. He’s subbed off in the 63rd minute, passing by you and throwing out a ‘Sure those photos of me aren’t good?’ And you shake your head as you laugh a little, watching him walk off smiling, and get back to photographing the men in red - now with no distractions.
Eric and you breaking up, but getting back together after a year
And you’re seeing each other when dele has a party and he invites you - you still kept in contact - and you knew Eric would be there - dele had given you a pre-warning - so you’re not surprised when you’re pouring yourself a drink and your form is engulfed in a large shadow. ‘Dele told me you’d be here, how’ve you been?’ is thrown into the surrounding air and you’re answering back with a ‘I’ve been fine, hear you’ve been doing well. England squad, aye?’ And he’s smiling softly at you, telling you about Russia and all he’s done since you broke up and you’ve both forgotten about the party; relishing each other’s company. And dele catches sight of you mid conversation, stood in a corner filled with laughter and conversation and blushing cheeks and subtle touches and he’s smiling to himself, sick of his two friends complaining about their shit dates to him.
Paul Dummett, Fabian Schär, Martin Dúbravka, Bernardo Silva and John Stones are my loves
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