Guess who watched the Euros and rediscovered her love for football players? I’ve read some new imagines by others and it made me realize that I miss writing them myself.
Therefore request are back up - if people still interact with this blog.
I’ll write for pretty much everyone, but no smut! Also feel free to request imagines with some kind of plot or guidelines, I’m still lacking a bit in the creativity corner so it will really help. I’m gonna stick with using y/n to make the imagines more enjoyable for everyone :)
Also, I haven’t written in a while but my writing has definitely evolved since my previous imagines. Now I’m really hoping someone will request :)
Who:Jadon Sancho x reader Words:640 Notes:This is a sad one, I had to do that after all the fluff I’ve been writing so far. Disclaimer:I’m not personally involved with Jadon Sancho nor do I know him personally.
I groaned at the door that was opened by my mother at a time that was way too early for me. “Mom, will you please get out.” I threw a quick glance at the clock next to my bed. “I don’t have to get out for another hour,” I told her, pulling my sheets over my head as if that was going to make her leave.
“I’m sorry, I just wanted to ask you about something I read in the paper. But I’ll leave you. I just can’t believe that Jadon is leaving in a week.” That made me pull back the sheets from my face and I watched as my mother was about to walk out of the room. “Hold up, he’s leaving?” My mum turned around and looked at me, a surprised expression on her face. “Yeah, it said in the papers that he’s off to England, to Manchester United.”
Suddenly my stomach turned at that news. My best friend was going to leave me. We had grown quite close in the four years that he had been in Dortmund and now he was suddenly leaving. Without telling me. Because that transfer would’ve taken a while to get closed, I had definitely seen Jadon several times in that period of time.
I didn’t know how quickly I had to get out of bed. I got dressed in some sweats and a warm jumper before pulling on some trainers and making my way over to the place where we had spent many nights on the couch watching movies, doing silly stuff and even drunkenly sharing a kiss. One that he didn’t seem to remember but I definitely did. I impatiently knocked the door several times, not giving him a chance to open the door after the first time I had knocked.
Jadon opened up, an annoyed expression at the many times I had been knocking on the door but it changed the moment he realised it was me and a guilty expression appeared after seeing my furious one.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” My voice was raised as my hands found his chest and pushed him. I stepped inside, closing the door behind me. “Why didn’t you tell me you are leaving the fucking country?” I asked him as I gave him another push. Jadon did nothing to stop me, he just let me rant, let me get my anger out.
“You can’t leave,” the sentence suddenly came out of my mouth rather softly in comparison to the many pushes I had given him and the loud questions I had asked him. My hands stilled against his chest, suddenly realising the loss I would have to deal with, with my best friend leaving the country and leaving me in the process.
It had been the moment that Jadon had been waiting for, his arms pulling me in against his chest and wrapping me in a bearhug as tears started to form. “This is why I couldn’t tell you, Y/N. The last thing I want to do is to hurt you ever and I knew that me leaving would hurt you a lot,” he whispered softly, his mouth against my hair as we stood there for a while. My hands gripped his shirt tightly, as if that was going to make him stay, even though I knew that it was a lost cause.
“I will miss you.” The words left me in bits and pieces, unable to form a full sentence as I spoke. I couldn’t look up at Jadon yet, I didn’t want to face him just yet, because it meant that I would have to accept what was going to happen anyway.
“I’ll miss you too,” he said softly and after a soft pause, he spoke up again. “I love you Y/N.”
Soooo, it’s time to get preparing for the first Sunday of the month and since I’m new here I just wanted to know from you guys if you have some good prompt challenges that I should write or any themes you would love to see? Drop a comment below or send me an IM
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