i’m back back and back again. for the fourth time or something along the lines. but this time, for real.
in the mood for drabbles like three to four paragraphs. sooo, send me some requests. i’m trying to write for everyone but currently, i’ve got a couple of faves.
When will you post next if you don’t mind me asking? And what will you post? Love your writing
hey hey.
im slowly coming back to this site and i planned on doing a couple of requests finally. there’s neymar, goretzka, kimmich and gnabry. i don’t know which one will come next but i’m trying to work through them :)
i've wanted to write this for a while. just didn't know how to mkae it sound cute without being mean. haha. hope you're happy! here's a little drabble about it! :)
standing in the long corridor, she skimmed over the disparate boxes filled with rice. tonight, leon enjoyed a day off from the exhausting training sessions and she decided, it was time for another self-made dinner and a long night filled with netflix shows. something the two haven't done for weeks.
since the second half of the current football season started, the players of bayern munich had to go through several training sessions. not only the control of the ball was important, they had to be a team on the pitch and their coach attempted to work it out before the first game. and he was successful. with five goals to one, the red-white team won the opener without problems. leon even scored with the assist of his best friend, joshua.
the strands pulled into a messy bun on the back of the head, she instructed her boyfriend about the ingredients needed for the dish that he loved the most. while it wasn't especially hard to make, leon always admired the cooking skills of his girlfriend.
he walked down the corridors, grabbing one box after another while she had to grab the package of noodles. unfortunately, she forgot about the large shelves, and the multiple boxes placed on the highest spot. a place, she couldn't reach, even if she stood on her tiptoes.
a hand placed against the plastic material of the shelf, she raised the arm and stretched herself to the full length. manicured nails scratched the grey material but she didn't even poke the package at all. annoyance about the size problem bubbled in the pit of the stomach and left her figure in form of a deep sigh.
„too small, huh?“ leon‘s deep voice echoed through the almost empty store, and her head darted in his direction at the end of the corridor. large hand placed against the shelf, the basket in the tight grip of the right one, he had an eyebrow raised. even standing next to the groceries, he easily could grab the entire top row without stretching completely. she was jealous of his height, the way he towered above her with almost being two heads taller.
„it’s not funny.“ she muttered, wrapping herself in the warmth of the woolen cardigan and crossing the arms over the chest. over the past months, she had to learn how to deal with leon‘s comments about the difference in their height. at , she constantly attempted to hide how much it bothered her when he walked towards her and made up for the unpleasant jokes with tight hugs.
„we got a couple of options.“ the football player informed his embarrassed girlfriend, strolling towards the female. confidence lingered in each of his steps, a constant pride that he carried on his shoulders. and who wouldn’t be if they were in his position? „i could grab it and let you complain the entire ride home for the lack of shelves for smaller people. i could lift you up easily, and you could get one. or option three.“
holding up three long fingers in front of her face, she listened to the ideas cautiously. between the revealed two and a hidden third option, she knew he prepared either something very spectacular or very embarrassing. the line between the good and bad was thin, extremely thin. „what’s three?“ she tilted the head back to stare at the amused expression on his face. leon loved it badly when she had to stand on her tiptoes to kiss him or beg him to lower his head.
„take it and you will find out.“ he wouldn’t reveal the mystery, the plan he already came up with when they entered the store.
„can you just lift me up? i’d rather hear you talk about this for the next hours than seeing the amusement on your face while i complain.“ she never asked before, she never wanted to. this time, the quiet grumbling of her stomach instructed her to hurry up with a decision. either way, leon would have comments prepared.
placing the basket on the white tiles on the floor, the brunette male took his place behind the female. muscular arms found their way around her waist in a matter of seconds, he’s been doing this way too many times before. lifting the female towards the top shelf, she quickly grabbed two packages.
waving one of her delicate hands wildly, she gestured for him to let her back down but leon had other plans. turning her around in his arms, he used one of his hands to steady her figure and placed the other underneath her right thigh. „you do know, it’s not a bad thing to be smaller?”
the question got an answer when she rolled her eyes at him. another lecture about height which would end in amused comments. she loved leon dearly, any part of him. even when the humorous sentences weren’t quite to her liking. “best example, look at josh. they always told him he’d be good but his body measurements aren’t enough. couple of years later, he’s one of the most expensive players on the team.”
suddenly, the lecture wasn’t a row of amused words anymore. she tilted the head to the side to glance at her staring boyfriend. while being seated on his underarm and hand, she was slightly taller than him. “i’m not joshua.”
“would be weird then.” the male chuckled, referring to the intimate position they currently shared. “you’re beautiful, love. two heads smaller or a couple of inches taller than me, i would have fallen in love with you anyways. i still don’t know how the entirety of kindness and gentleness fits in your body, but i’m still proud to call you my princess, my girlfriend, mine.”
as the tint of cherry red spread across the span of her cheeks, it was the first time that she didn’t need to hide it. instead of the embarrassment burning, her face was covered in bashfulness. “i love you.”
her voice was a genuine melody, a song with a quiet whispered lyrics that spread calmness through leon’s figure. “i love you too.”
she leaned forward in his embrace, blowing a butterfly kiss against his curls-covered forehead. “so, we’re switching roles now?”
fairy lights, goretzka
pairing: leon goretzka, she/her
summary: part 2 to this one
requests are always open!
“if you let me fall from your shoulders, i will sue you.” she threatened the male before swinging one leg over each shoulder. raising a bushy eyebrow, leon attempted to lean his head back to glance at his girlfriend but before he even saw a glimpse of her concerned expression, the soft fingertips already pressed against his scalp and held his head firmly in place. “don’t think about doing anything stupid. i’m fighting for my life up here.”
“did you just threaten your boyfriend to sue him?” leon questioned the words she spoke while climbing on his shoulder, in disbelief about the cruelty of her words. when she stopped fidgeting on the broad shoulders, the male grabbed one of the fairy lights which laid on the wooden table in the kitchen. “if you let me fall on purpose, i will take it under consideration.”
leaning the upper body further down, the strands of hair danced over the wrinkles on leon’s forehead when she reached for the fairy lights between his calloused fingers. “i’d never let you fall on purpose. you could get hurt.” he confessed to the female, placing the chain in the palm of her hand before slowly walking towards the doorframe of the kitchen area. large hands placed on each thigh, just above the knee, the football player focused his entire strength on keeping her in a steady place.
“i bet you thought about it.” she challenged the male who carried her through the room, and the knowledge about his short-tempered aggressiveness wasn’t a new sight to the female. holding the chain of light above the door frame, the messy curls of hazelnut brown hair tickled against the thin fabric of the black leggings.
the process of decoration the house room by room worked out very well, until the living room, which should have been the main attraction, came around. “how many chains do you want to decorate with?” leon questioned the female on his shoulders, quietly thanking the condition he earned through the intense training session, on and off the pitch.
“i don’t know, as many as possible.” she shrugged on top of him.
“alright. break first.” leon informed the female. without waiting the endless protests that danced on the tip of her tongue, he walked towards the couch in the middle of the room. standing in front of the long part, the calloused fingers caressed over the thighs of his girlfriend until he had the chance to slip then underneath the legs. lowering himself slightly to assure a comfortable fall, leon’s hands slipped underneath the legs and pushed the female off his shoulders.
the scream that rang in his ears, echoed through the quiet house and caused the loud chuckle, infiltrated by the amusement about her reaction. while the color faded from her face, the spans of his cheeks were covered by hues of a warm summer red.
“you, oh my gosh.” the hands placed on the temples, delicate fingers hidden in the mess of strands, she tried to find the right words as the shock slowly disappeared.
“please, you threatened to sue me.” leon raised the flat hands in defense, smiling down at the sprawled out female. “you forced me to do this.” shrugging the broad shoulders, he placed the calloused fingers on the hip bones and watched the reactions of his girlfriend with squinted eyes.
“oh no, you don’t put that on me!” she pointed a slender finger at the proud, male figure as the words were spoken with disbelief. “you fucking scared me. i thought you were having a weak moment!” the eyebrow furrowed in a frown, she stared down the chuckling boyfriend. but as soon as weakness was mentioned as one of the reasons, leon’s amusement fell off the face like a heavy stone to the ground.
the emotionless facade has returned in a matter of seconds.
“weak?” he pressed the tip of his tongue against his upper teeth from the inside, a single, bushy eyebrow raised in disbelief. “i don’t have that.”
she slowly seated herself up again, leaning against the armrest with the lower back, far away from the lingering gazes of her boyfriend. holding the hands up in defeat as he attempted to start a discussion with her, which leon would win in the end because she would get tired from the back and forth.
“you’re so damn lucky i love you too much to sue you.”
omg
i really wanna do an imagine where she thinks she found the perfect boyfriend, hosts partys and starves herself, puts on trillions of make-up and squeezes herself into the tightest dresses but he breaks up with her and she realises it was all wrong, and then her best friend cheers her up and tells her she is perfect bc he always loved her?
like its so taylor swifts, you're on your own kid and i really wanna do that.
any suggestions which football player to use for that?
i'm kind of overwhelmed here with the choices haha.
