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brummie boy / Jobe Bellingham

summary- you doing your makeup while singing a certain taylor swift song that jobe doesn’t exactly like the lyrics to.

warnings- none just fluff!

You were fixing your makeup before going out with Jobe, in the master bathroom the pair of you shared. Your hands were busy blending in some blush and putting away your concealer.

Your phone was blasting the weeknd’s Die For You and your boyfriend joined you in the bathroom as you hummed along. He tilted his head, being quite a bit taller than you and kissed your lips quickly.

As the song changed, you let out an excited gasp, turning to look at Jobe while hearing Idris Elba’s iconic starting line to London Boy.

“This is my song!” You exclaimed over your phone.

The lyrics rang out as Jobe took a step back and watched you use one of your makeup brushes as a microphone.

“You know I love a London Boy, I enjoy nights in Brixton, Shoreditch in the afternoon,” You sang along with the audio.

Jobe had a pensive look on his faced, mixed with a smile before twisting his face to bite his cheek.

You giggled at him, and then asked, “Why the long face baby?”

His face gave a guilty smile as if you had caught him in the act of doing something wrong.

“I’m from Birmingham though. You love a Birmingham boy,” He said grabbing your waist from behind and resting his head on your shoulder.

“Hm, you’re right.” You told him smirking. Your face lit up with an idea.

The rest of the song, every time it said ‘London Boy,’ You replaced it with, “Brummie Boy.”

His face was in a bashful smile and he couldn’t bring himself to meet your eyes without smiling uncontrollably.

You grabbed his chin and made him look you in the eyes as you said “But God I love the English,”

As you finished the song, You peppered his face and neck with kisses that made him laugh until you met his lips for a long, passionate kiss.

“Can we listen to that song later?” He asked you.

You nodded and chuckled.

“Sure my Brummie Boy,”

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omg can you do a jobe bellingham smut plzzz where he takes everything slow with you and calls you baby??!?

Sunderland had just won a match so when jobe came home all he wanted was you. You honestly don’t know what led to it but it started with a slow and passionate kiss. He was all slow and carful. He fingered you for a little bit to help stretch you. When he was slowly inching his cock in he was whispering things like, “doing so good for me baby,” and “such a pretty girl huh?” And even, “that’s its baby that’s all.” When he’s finally fully inside. He start to rock back and forth all slow and passionate just wanting to have soft sex. You loved it, you would kiss him and it felt amazing than just regular sex it had more meaning to it almost. And he has amazing aftercare, cleaning you up with a warm cloth and running you a nice bath even sitting in it with you. You can’t help yourself but think about your future with him.

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