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“She’s My Girl”
Mason Mount x Reader
Warning - None? Fluff
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I remember Mason saying something about an online interview with Declan today, but I would be lying if I said I remembered what time it was at. So, you can imagine my surprise and embarrassment when I walked into my boyfriends game room to find him doing an interview with his best friend and Rio Ferdinand!
I do my best to leave the room quietly, but subtlety wasn’t exactly a skill I owned. Mase turns his head and smiles at me.
“Babe? Are you okay?”
I do my best to stay out of view of the camera and I mumble out an answer.
“I forgot you had your press junket, I just wanted to know if you wanted something to eat.”
As soon as the words left my mouth, I could hear Declan’s voice coming from the computer.
“Hey yo! Is that the Misses Mase?! Y/N!”
I walk over to the desk and give Dec a small wave trying to suppress nervous laughter as both him and Ferdinand peer at me. Mason senses my nerves and pulls me sideways into his lap. I curl into him and wrap myself into his hoodie as if to protect myself from this unfamiliar situation.
“it’s a good job I put pants on isn’t it” I whisper up to Mase as he chuckles at me.
The interview continues and overtime I start to feel more and more comfortable. I watch as they talk all these football and as Dec beats Mason on yet another FIFA game. Every now and then I get a question directed at me which I do my best to answer.
“So, Y/N what is it like living with Mase during Lockdown?”
I hear Mase laugh from behind me, his little giggle catching the back of my neck, tickling me slightly.
“Well, I have finally taught him how to do his own washing, so he doesn’t need to constantly ask for help and it gives his poor Mum a break”
Declan immediately bursts out laughing again as heat rushes to Mason’s cheeks. Feeling bad for exposing him to the internet I lean up to give a peck on his cheek.
I go on to talk about what we are doing to fill up the spare time we now have, and Mason mentioned the training schedules he gets from Chelsea while hoping to be back out on the pitch soon.
“Mason works so hard, and I don’t think that many people realise that and see how much he sacrifices so while we can I like to make sure that he has a couple of days off. Sometimes is movie nights and sometimes he is just enjoys gaming with he lads”
Mason gives me a quick squeeze of appreciation as Declan’s voice appears again, piggy backing on top of my answer with a story that makes everyone laugh.
“What is isn’t telling you is that when he is gaming, she uses it to get her cuddles in!” Mason jumps in to give Rio more context who looks confused at the quick switch up of conversation.
“Yeah, it will be 2am and she will come find me still half asleep because I’m not in bed yet. She simply walks up to me, sits in my lap, curls herself around me and falls back asleep, so whenever one of the boys screams down the mic I have to be like “bro shhh” and everyone just knows that Y/N is there”
I groan into my hands as Rio laughs along with the others. I suppose this is my payback for exposing Mason before…
“You’re so whipped bro!” Dec smiles, ignoring the fact that he is the exact same when he is with his lover.
Mason just looks down at me, his face glowing with happiness.
“She’s my girl, what can I say”
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“My Number 19”
Mason Mount x Reader
Warnings - High emotions? Fluff
Prompts-Comforting Mason after the Euros and the song “Marry your Daughter”
1.5k words.
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A holiday in the sun was exactly what the team needed after their devastating loss in the Euro’s final against Italy. I knew that it hit everyone hard, especially Mason. I remember watching him console his friends on the pitch with tears in my own eyes, as I stood beside his parents, but it wasn’t a time for me to cry. He needed me.
I simply opened my arms to him when he found me in the stands. He wasted no time embracing me, his weight throwing me backwards slightly. I catch myself and wrap my arms around him tightly, tracing small patterns down his back to try and relax him. The tears I caught him holding in on the pitch were now flying freely down his face, as he buries himself into the crook of my neck.
A hand of mine shoots up to his hair as I play with, knowing that it is these small intimate touches that calms him in heated moments like this one.
“You still made history babe; I am so very proud of you” I whisper into his ear as he breathing slow goes back to normal.
He looks up at me and my heart broke from him. I gently wipe away any tears still trapped on his face as he works his way to his parents who go through similar motions to me.
A few days later, we found ourselves in Mykonos. Over the last couple of days Mason has managed to put the loss behind him and thanked the fans for their support as well as addressing that there is no place for racism after virtual attacks appeared online towards some of his teammates. By the time we land his famous smile was back on his face.
A few others join us on the spontaneous get away including Dec who is dating my best friend , Chilly, Jack and Shaw with their partners.
I finish putting my hair up so that it doesn’t receive extensive damage from the pool when Mase enters the room.
“Dec and some of the lads have hired a yacht for the day, do you wanna join?
He hugs me from behind, humming to himself as I push down any fly away hair strands. I look at him through the mirror with a twinkle in my eye.
“Of course! Do you really need to ask Mase?”
I grab my beach bag and head out the room with my boyfriend.
The day was spent swimming in the sea, sunbathing and the boys playing basketball – all their practice at SGP paying off.
I ensure that Mason is covered in sunscreen after seeing Dec’s burnt arms and my best friend battle with him to put it on. Mase just lays on the deck as I massage the cream into his back, groaning slowly when I undo any knots in his muscles. This lasts all of five minutes before he is on his feet again answering Dec’s calls to hoop.
I sit to the side with the girls and watch as they pair up to score. The ball swings and hits nothing but net. A clean shot. I cheer out to him and watch as he happily jumps about and gives Dec a quick high five. He looks over to me and for a moment it is like time had stopped.
I take in his lean but muscular posture, his sun kissed skin, while taking in how his jersey fits over his shoulders before looking up to his face again.
Butterflies float around in my stomach as I stare into his deep brown eyes. They were like the window to his soul, showing just how kind and gentle he could be, while protecting those he loves fiercely and from his eyes came a sense of home, of belonging.
The honeymoon period of our relationship never ended and nor would it ever. His love consumed me, forever burning through me. It takes me a moment to realise what the man I am looking at is doing as he drops to one knee.
Time starting moving again but I feel like I am living in slow motion. I was aware of the sudden gasps and quickly following silence that happened around me, but I couldn’t focus on anyone but him. My faces scrunches up as a poor attempt to stop my tears as it finally clicks in me. He was proposing to me.
I thanked my luck that he waited till I was seated a one hand grips tightly onto the side of the sunbed while the other fly’s to my mouth to stop the loud gasps and cries from spilling out.
I watch as he delivers this beautiful speech, making me cry harder before asking the all important question. It takes me a minute to regain my voice from the shock.
“Oh Mason, look at state of me now. You know I’m an ugly crier!” I protest as he laughs nervously.
“I think you are beautiful” he whispers, using one hand to wipe my tears away and the other to keep a hold of the ring box.
He does his best to clear my face, but I know that he couldn’t do much; turns out my mascara wasn’t as waterproof as it said. That makes me giggle slightly as I open my mouth again. My voice was hoarse but at this point I didn’t care.
“Of course, I will marry you!”
At that, he wastes no time slipping the most gorgeous ring onto my finger, before picking me up and twirling me around as those around us erupt into cheers after that tense silence. Champagne is sprayed all around the deck as music begins to play.
Mason puts me back on my feet, but keeps a tight hold on my waist, unsure if I have recovered from the shock yet.
I lean my forehead against his and soak in memory.
“My Number 19” I whisper just before his lips capture my own, as if to seal the deal.
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Mason’s POV-
I have never felt so much relief as I did when Y/N agreed to my proposal. When she started crying, I panicked like never before, but I couldn’t do anything but wait. Then came the answer I have been waiting for the last 6 months. I wanted to sag in relief, but I had to keep my composure.
I remember that one moment 6 months ago, I had the ring, but I needed one more thing.
My legs felt as if they couldn’t hold me up as I stood before my girlfriends childhood home. I placed a firm knock on the door and wait until her father answers my call. I give him my best smile (while internally cringing at my actions) and settle instead on a firm handshake.
I force myself to calm down before stepping into the household. I can do this, it’s not like I am the only guy who has asked their girlfriend’s father for his permission to marry his daughter. Its old fashioned sure but not that rare.
I take a seat opposite him and get straight to the point.
“I want to marry your daughter” I blurt out, before adding a quick “sir” on the end.
His eyebrows shoot so far up his face I was actually scared that they would disappear. Not the reaction I would have wanted but there is still hope. I have to hope.
I listen to him intently as he raises his concerns, including our young ages and my career but I didn’t let them dishearten me. I knew that Y/N was the girl I was going to marry when I first met her three years ago. Even at 19 my heart knew that she was the one. I wasn’t going to give up.
“Sir, I hope you don’t mind forwardness but in this box is ring for your oldest, she is my everything and I would really like your blessing. I know that you have your concerns, but you honestly do not have to worry, I will treat her with the upmost respect.” I take a breath before deciding to take the final plunge.
“I’m gonna marry your daughter and make her my wife; I want her to be the only girl that I love for the rest of my life.”
I feel like an eternity passes before her old man looks at me again. I watch as his face breaks into a smile and I have to close my eyes to hide the tears that threaten to spill. He approved.
He stands up and gives me another firm shake of the hand.
“You’ve got backbone kid. I respect that. Go look after my little girl”
I didn’t plan on proposing on the yacht, I had a whole beach proposal planned for that evening instead but when I caught her staring over at me, I was mesmerized. Her smile was so bright, and her eyes shone with constant admiration and love. Stuck in that single moment I knew I had to do it.
I wanted to share this memory with her and the friends we call family; it didn’t matter if it was now or in a fancy setting. I just wanted her to say yes…and she did.
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“Little Human”
Mason Mount x Female Reader
Warnings - Pregnancy? Fluff
Word Count - 1.6K
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I remember when I first found out about the pregnancy, it felt like I stopped breathing for a moment as I stared down at the row of tests. Positive, positive and… positive.
I always imagined starting a family with Mason , after all we have been together since we were 18.
I just did not think that it would be while we were this young. What if he won’t want to be with me? Will I be holding him back from his dreams? Could I manage on my own? A million and one questions swarmed in my head, forcing me to grab the sink in order to steady myself.
I was a mess all day, waiting till he got home from training. He could sense something was up the minute he walked through the door.
He finds his way to me immediately.
“Y/N? what’s wrong love?”
He finds his place on the sofa with me and it is like the words spill out before I can stop them.
“Mase… hypothetically If we were to have a baby, erm, how would you react?”
I watch as confusion clouds his face and I silently tell myself not to throw up.
“Well, you already know that I want kids one day and I would love for you to be that person. I mean just Imagine a mini Mount running around”
A smile grows on this face at that, and I am hit with a small wave of relief; until he looks back at me and says, “but why ask?”
I pray that I don’t look how I feel as I reveal the truth.
“I’m pregnant Mase”
As expected, his face goes from confusion to shock and there is nothing I can do but wait to see how he will take the news.
“I’m, I’m going to be a dad?”
All I can do is nod, not trusting my own voice. The tears that I had been holding in finally spill down my face as he swipes me from my position and swings me around the room in a tight hug, squealing.
“Babe, this Is amazing! He exclaims, whispering how he is getting the chance to be a father.
I can’t help but giggle as I sit back down.
“So, you aren’t mad? I mean we are still only in our early 20’s and you have your career to think ab-“
Mason cuts me words off by suddenly kneeling in front of me and taking my face into his hands.
“Babe I could never be mad at you. So, what if we are still young, we will figure It out; I want this with you”
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During the pregnancy Mason was an angel, helping me anyway he could and going above and beyond to try and make the process easier on me.
His parents were the first people we told but after that we waited awhile before breaking the news to anyone else, just enjoying being in our magical bubble.
When my bump began to grow, we had realised that we couldn’t hide it any longer.
I remember the morning that final decision was made. I was attempting to put an outfit together but with no success.
“Babeeee” I groaned in front of the bedroom mirror.
“ We have to start telling people”
We started with Declan first as he was Mason’s best friend and then moved on to everyone else, including my family. Foden gave us as many tips as he could, being a young parent himself which I was super grateful for.
With Mason’s strict schedule whenever he had free time you could find him by my side. He would constantly hold me close when we were out and cradle the bump when he could. I will never forget the first time he felt our bundle of joy kick. He wasn’t expecting it so when it happened his hand shot as far away from me as possible.
I couldn’t help but laugh at this reaction.
“What was that?!” he panics, as I try to get my words out.
“Babe, its fine. Here, come on give me your hand”
He seemed hesitant but brings his right hand back to my stomach. I watch as his smile grows like the first time, I broke the news to him. Our baby continues to kick, and I watch as Mason marvels at the motions.
He looks up at me, his eyes shining; “there is a real living being in there. A real living thing!”
My heart felt as if it could burst with the scene in front of me.
One night when we found ourselves in front of the tv I found myself struggling. Mason as per cradled my bump as I did my best to get myself into a comfortable position on the sofa, unfortunately our stubborn little human wasn’t having it.
“Ooh the little one is active today” Mason laughs, flashing me his famous cheeky smile.
I groan feeling slightly overwhelmed as I lean into this chest. “Whenever you stop talking, they start kicking”
I feel the vibrations from the small laugh he lets loose, before he lowers his voice to whisper, “Come on little one, lets try and help mummy, shall we?”
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When it came to the birth, I cannot say I was expecting the events to unfold the way that they did. The Euros were among us, and I was determined to see Mason on the field with our England team. I travelled with him and stayed with him for as long as I could, I was surprisingly calm considering I found myself in the unfamiliar situation. His teammates were as welcoming as ever, and I soon settled in.
“Y/N! How are you managing?” Jack asks, coming up to guide me out of any crowds.
“I’m 38 weeks and 3 days Grealish, how do you think I am doing?” I answer with a small laugh.
He flashes me a smile as others players come to say hello. “Well, I am glad you could join us”
Mason reappears by my side, pressing a kiss onto my forehead gently.
“Sorry Love, got caught up in pregame chatter; come on let me to you to your seat”
As we walk down to my seating area, Dec comes up from behind.
“Sitting in the managers chair aye?”
I laugh at comment and give a witty one in response.
“Call it Pregnancy Privilege shall we Dec” I throw in a wink, hiding a wince as I feel a sharp tug in my stomach. I hold my bump, brushing it off as I take my seat. That was my first mistake.
By half time I knew that it wasn’t Brackston Hicks anymore. My water had broken in the middle of a Euro match. I have to applaud the medical team on standby for their quick thinking. Mason was by side in an instant.
“But your… match” I croak out, doing my best to work through the pain. He takes my hand and presses a kiss onto my forehead as I am put onto a stretcher.
“You fool, Henderson is taking over for me. Come on, lets go meet our little human.”
I was half sure that the whole hospital could here the screams falling from my mouth. No amount of pain relief could help me now, no matter what the midwife said.
I lean against my baby daddy as he supports me through the process, halfway through he had climbed behind me onto the bed to hold me up.
“I can’t do this Mase, I really can’t” I cry out, gasping as another wave of pain rushes over me.
He gives me a little squeeze, muttering words of encouragement in my ear.
I look up at him, my eyes pleading. “Don’t let go of my hand, okay?”
A few hours after my protests I give birth to a beautiful baby boy. It was only a couple of days later that we finally agreed on names.
“Welcome, Little Oscar Mount”
A couple of the team visit us in the hospital after the match and we find out that they won and commence to the next stage but the rest we see a couple weeks later after my release.
My body was still recovering so Mason did a lot of the heavy lifting in the beginning and my heart swelled at the site of the pair each time.
On the day of the visit to the team I could here Mason cooing in the nursery.
“One tiny boot, two tiny boots. There we go little lad, all ready” he whispers ticking our son, making him form some sort of a smile.
Mason spots me in the doorway and blushes slightly. “Don’t be embarrassed darlin’. I live for moments like this”
I tell him as I pick up our son and walk towards the exist. Mason grabs the nappy bag and follows suit, wrapping his arm around me, keeping his little family close.
I watch as my baby goes around each lad from Dec to their beloved manager. Mason watches with eagle eyes, already missing the feeling of his son in his arms. He grips onto me until we get him back.
“You are such a baby hog” I whisper in his ear, but loud enough for everyone to hear. The room erupts with laughter, but Mason couldn’t care less, he only had his eyes on the new-born.
After an hour or so we head back home, after promising to see everyone again soon. Seems it wasn’t just mason who had fallen so hard for our boy. At least I know he will be well protected.
That night was a peaceful one. We had finally set into a rhythm. Mase enters the nursery just as I had finished feeding Oscar who is now slowly falling asleep on my lap. He crouches down to be on my level, and I rest my head on his shoulder, breathing him in. My perfect little family.
“Thank you, for giving me everything I ever dreamed of Y/N”
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“Caring for you” - Headcanons
NeutralReader AND Female Reader x Mason Mount
Warnings - Mention of pain and illness? Fluff
Requested? - Yes.
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When you are ill - Neutral Reader:
- When you are ill, Mason always wants to be there to look after you but you hesitate because you don’t want him to get ill. It mainly happens in December as you don’t do well in cold weather.
- Although you hate to admit it, Mason does have the stronger immune system.
- Even though you don’t want Mason to get ill as well he still comes over to look after you and you don’t really have the energy to complain.
- When you go to open the door for him, it takes you all all of your strength to get there and you almost pass out.
- “Whoa, easy now. I got you” Mase catches you before you hit the ground and carries back to bed.
- When you wake up again you find him lay next to you and a warm bowl of soup on the bedside table.
- Over the course of the week Mason stays with you, keeping an eye on your fever until it breaks, making sure you took your painkillers and that you were somewhat eating despite just wanting to sleep.
- Even after a week when your strength slowly begins to return, Mason didn’t want you to rush back into things so he stayed with you for another 7 days.
- When you were 100 percent again, you thanked Mason for his help and promised that you would spend some proper time together soon.
When you are on your period- Female Reader:
- Mason tracks your cycle via an app on his phone, so that if you need products he knows when to get them.
- Mase knows not to take your mood changes to seriously. He comforts and cuddles you when you feel down and gives you your space when you want to be alone.
- If your period arrives unexpectedly or a leak happens he refuses to let you be embarrassed.
- instead he runs you a bubble bath and lets you relax while he strips the sheets and puts them in the wash. (After you taught him how to finally use it properly )
- He often lets you nap on him if your cramps are particularly bad and always makes sure you have a hot water bottle on hand to help you.
- Your appetite fluctuated when you was on your Period so Mason didn’t force you to eat in case you were sick, but he does his best to make sure that you stayed hydrated and if you wanted snacks they were available.
- You are always happy to see the end of your cycle at the end of the month, thankful for Mason’s help and happy for the sign your body is healthy but excited to get back into your normal routine.
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