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Haaland
If you ask Haaland he would not be able to explain properly how or when he started to feel like this.
At first, he thought was because of proximity or the fact that they’ve been through a lot together, such as losses and victories, took him a long time to realize what was going on with his confusing feelings that at this point were affecting his trainings and sleeping schedules, that was something he could not accept at all, so he decided to sit down and analyze why he has been acting weird or even creepy when Jude is around him.
Jude, his guy, his midfielder, his best friend, someone he was so used to, and lately someone that the Norwegian was avoiding, he didn’t do anything wrong, they didn’t fight, the thing is Haaland could not stand the nervousness or shyness that would come together with the handsome dark-skinned player or worse the indecent thoughts he wasn’t proud of but could not avoid. So, when you asked him when it started, he could have said when they met, but this would sound too poetic, and this was not his thing. The truth is that he does not know, maybe it was always there, and he never notice.
Of course until now, now that he received a proposition to play for Manchester City and c’mon this was his golden chance to play for the premier league champion and to become a legend just like wished for years on his birthdays , but the only thing he could think of was Jude and how he would miss the way the he smiles to him after he scores again scaring the opponents , or the way his first name sounds mixed with his British accent:
Erling
Erling
Erling
And God, this is enough to make a man like Haaland blush.
And oh, oh
That is the moment he realized how madly in love he was with his teammate
He asks himself how he didn’t notice this before, he asks how is he gonna deal with the amount of feelings he just realize he has, how is he going to tell Jude, Is he telling Jude?
The idea of Jude being aware of his feelings makes him squeeze his pillow really hard and now he feels like a little girl who’s having her first crush on the popular boy from high school, he should be sleeping by now but his brain won’t give him a break, he’s gonna see Jude tomorrow it’s what he’s thinking now. Jude. Jude. Jude..
The current common sense in the practice of Dortmund was that there was something wrong with the big guy, he usually wouldn’t make so many silly mistakes, the coach wasn’t mad or worried since he considered that the pression of having a big contract around was messing the boy’s head and gave him a day off, on his way to the changing room Haaland was stressed, his mind was boiling, he didn’t know a person could think so much, he just wanted to go home and sleep bu-
‘Hey Erling’ he heard, and for that millisecond his mind went quiet, he thought about how screwed he was, Jude was standing in front of the door looking mad, hot, and sweaty but he didn’t really notice the last two.
‘What is the matter with you, mate?’ now he sounded even a little bit sad, did he cut his hair? Haaland could not even look at his eyes – to be honest he does not like the effect Jude has towards him at all, he always thought that since he was born tall, big, and strong nothing could ever make him feel weak, oh but he was so fucking wrong.
‘Hello?’ Jude said at least three times, the last one a bit louder and that sound brought him out of his daydreams.
‘Eer… l’m alright’ That is what he was able to say, it was the sentence he tried his best not to sound shaky, but when he tried to walk out Bellingham was pissed off.
‘Do l look stupid to you? Tell me Haaland how long do we know each other?’ And that was it, the huge blonde lost his shit, he can’t remember the last time he heard him calling him that, he was freaking nervous now.
‘Answer me’ Jude continues.
‘What do you wanna hear?’ that l just realized l’m in love with you? And because of that you make me so nervous that l cannot even stand to look at you- he only thought but couldn’t say it.
‘Tell me why are you avoiding me, for weeks, phone calls, texts, you even asked the coach to change your practice partner bloody hell, what did l do, mate? How can l fix it?’ And now Haalad was hurt, he was being selfish and hurting his best guy- ‘l swear to god Erling if you don’t tell me I’ll never speak to you again, why among all the team l’m the only one you are treating like crap? Do you think I’ll get jealous of your shitty contract? Is it about that shirt l did not return? That game l didn’t pass the ball to you?’ He was looking so sad and angry and Haaland decided he was not going to hurt his friend anymore, even if it means losing him.
‘l like you’ he said loud and clear.
‘Wha-‘The look on Jude’s face changed like he was confused or hurt Haaland couldn’t really understand.
‘l like you- love you, l don’t know, l don’t really understand, but if the way l deal with it it’s hurting you, l figure you can tell how l should act’ Haaland didn’t need a mirror to know how hard he was blushing, he probably looked like a fucking tomato at this point.
‘What? l don’t understand, you what?’ Now he surely looked a mess, so Erling, which was also a mess, explained in the most simplified way he could.
‘It means l would kiss you right now, mate’ But for his surprise Jude did not look confused anymore, it was more like he was naughty.
‘Then do it’
‘Do it’
‘C’mon Erling l thought you were braver’
Haaland head was empty- do it do it do it- kept playing, and he felt mushy as if at any moment he could fall to the ground and disintegrate- do it do it do it- what the hell was going on there?
‘Erling you seriously have to work on these many daydreams of yours, we are having a serious conversation here’ Said Jude looking into the Forward eyes ‘So you are gonna do it or not?`
‘Err..wel-‘ Fuck man not in a single one of his many many wanderings about Jude he would even consider that the midfielder liked him back cause this was impossible, right?
Right?
‘l’ll do it then’ And he did.
And they kissed.
And kissed.
And kissed more because Haaland wanted to make sure it was not a dream; can you blame him? He has been having plenty of these lately.
Haaland never in his life touched any drug but he was sure whatever it was this that he’s feeling right now its better and way more addictive and hotter. He did not want stop kissing Jude, Jude did not wanna stop kissing him, things were starting to get steamy, but-
‘Hey-‘Jude said and Haalad stopped.
‘We are in the middle of the hallway, mate’ He said trying to catch his breath, without saying any word Haaland took his hand and pushed him inside the changing room, there was no one there since Jude was skipping practice and Haaland got out early, he placed him against the nearest wall and was about to continue their making out session when-
Jude
‘Oi oi giant hold on, l think you owe me an apology’’ Jude said funny, but at this point the said so giant had already lost his battle to the shyness and buried his head in Jude’s shoulder, Jude touched his blond, golden hair, ‘so beautiful’ he thought while he ran his fingers through his head, at this moment Jude who was a tall guy felt tiny so tiny, he could fit in Haaland’s hand.
‘l have liked you for years’ Jude started as he felt a tightening around his waist.
‘I’ve wanted you for years’ And he felt Haaland’s hand on his neck, and this is the closest he has ever come to paradise, he can’t even believe this is happening, while his body is getting crushed by the other man he can only think that he wants to hold him, to touch him, to kiss him, to look into his eyes and make sure all of it it’s happening.
’I’ve-‘he kept going until Haaland stopped him.
‘Stop, l can’t take this anymore, sorry to keep you waiting, sorry for hurting you in the past weeks and mostly important sorry for realize my feelings so late, please forgive me’ Haaland said but they were so close it sounded like a whisper.
‘And how are you going to repay me for that?’ at this point, Jude does not really care about anything that happened in the past and was just fooling around with the bigger man.
‘I’ll do whatever you want, what do you think?’ Haaland said with a silly smile, he could not stop smiling.
‘Now we are talking my dear Erling, so tell me how do you feel about stripping?’ At this very moment Jude wished he was a wizard so he could watch Haaland expressions again and again and again that was just majestic and enjoyable.
‘You serious?’ The blonde asked with an intonation that if Haaland wasn’t holding him, Jude would have fallen down laughing.
‘Well, you know what they say about your perfect body, l wanted to see it up close’’ Jude said having more fun that he initially planned for.
‘You kissed me twice and already wanna see me naked, not even a date before?’
‘Make it thrice then’ And they were kissing again, no rush, they forgot about the time, Haaland said between gasps he could do this all day and Jude was just too into this to agree verbally, was like their tongues were dancing, like they were made to be together.
Sadly Jude Bellingham was not a lucky man and didn’t get his stripping session, but he’ll make a mental note to demand later from his mate. When they realized the practical ended they decided it was time to go, l mean how they were going to explain being there alone for hours in an empty locker room? They spilt up without talking about the next steps, Haaland was leaving the team Jude knew, they could be rivals at some point, none of them like to lose, but they will figure it all together.