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The pictures make The Sun in October, about a week before the Ballon d'Or gala. Jude's dragging himself out of an ice bath at the Bernabéu when the family group chat starts going off like a firecracker. At first he thinks maybe Mum's sending more of those muscle recovery YouTube videos that have dominated her algorithm lately, so he wraps a towel around his waist, teeth chattering, and trudges back to his locker before he thumbs the thread open.
Mum: Jude, call me when you have a minute https://www.thesun.co.uk/sport/7025910
Jobe: ???
Jobe: oh shit
Jobe: tbh edges looking good tho bro
Mum: Jobe please
Jobe: what, im just sayin
Jobe: stop gatekeeping ur barberWhen Jude clicks into the link, the bottom of his stomach drops out completely.
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01 Sep 2026
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i know everybody changes, but i hope that we don't by gdgdbaby
Fandoms: Men's Football RPF
15 Jul 2026
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Erling's palms itched the whole match, it felt like. Hard not to when his body remembers what it meant when Jude used to score for Dortmund, every silly bet they'd made over stat lines. Aside from that, the only things that penetrated the oppressive humidity of July in Miami were the spikes of adrenaline as the tides of the match shifted and the sickening wrongness when Erling pulled something ten minutes into the second half.
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01 Sep 2026
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Four messages greeted him on the screen. Jude read them twice. No jokes. No insults. Not even a smug remark about the state Erling had left him in. Erling had never worried about waking him before, particularly when he wanted another round in the middle of the night. Apparently, saying goodbye was where consideration of Jude’s sleep schedule became important.
Or regret was.
Fine. Jude regretted it too.
Not Erling. The timing. The bruises. The fact that now, in three days’ time they were supposed to stand on opposite sides of a World Cup quarter-final and pretend neither of them knew what the other sounded like with his face pressed into a hotel pillow. When had understanding Erling become this difficult? At Dortmund, Erling had filled every available space, and Jude had never needed to search for hidden meaning in anything he said or did.
Now, Jude had four messages and no idea what any of them meant.
At least they had no punctuation. That felt reassuringly normal.
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Erling sneaks into Jude's hotel and they have extremely competitive sex, leaving Jude unable to run three days before the World Cup quarter final. Everybody handles this badly, not least Thomas Tuchel.
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16 Aug 2026
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Jude is aware his reaction wasn’t fair of him - they haven’t agreed to be exclusive, and it’s not Erling’s fault that Jude’s essentially decided to be without consulting him. He didn't technically hear anything he didn’t already know - so Erling sleeps with women, so what. Jude’s known that the whole time and it's never bothered him. He knows telling people is a different calculation for him, just because he doesn't have a choice in it.
What does he want Erling to do, pull Martin aside and tell him that he's not gay and not hiding anything but sometimes he fucks Jude Bellingham when they're in the same city?
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07 Aug 2026
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A newspaper outs Jude. Erling punches a reporter.
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