Summary: Sometimes Arber forgets just how big he is when he just wants to cuddle his girlfriend.
Word count: 573
Arber makes no secret of his return home. Not just in terms of is entrance, he gives y/n a count down warning before he's home.
Y/n smiles looking at the texts, she love hearts each one but never bothers with a worded response knowing that's not what he's sending them for.
She hears the door open and click shut, bags set to the side before she sees his shadow over her and his large body drops down on her, expelling all the air from her as all 240lbs of man weighs presses her into the sofa.
"Arber." Y/n groans from underneath him. No matter how much she braces herself for the impact, nothing actually stops her from being crushed under him.
"I missed you so much." Arber states, intentionally ignoring her whine for help. "Are you ok under there?"
"I'm being crushed-Arber, I can't breath." Y/n wheezes as he lifts his head from where he'd nuzzled into her neck, moustache tickling her skin as it always did and she almost misses it as his head lifts.
"Fine." Arber sighs then leaning down and kissing him a couple times before he rolls to the side and wraps his arms around her, holding her tight enough that it makes sure about no difference to her ability to breathe. "Better?"
"You don't know your own strength." Y/n grunts but it's not really a secret that she is happily smothered by her boyfriend.
"Maybe I just love hugging my girlfriend."
"To death, yeah I can feel that." Y/n giggles before she looks up at him. "I hate the fact you always dress so well sometimes."
"Why?" Arber laughs really not expecting.
"Because I have to deal with seeing other women thirst after you."
"I don't care about those women...so long as you thirst after me." Arber states before rolling back onto her, squeezing the air from her lungs again. "I dress well for you really."
Y/n doesn't even bother groaning his name at the fact he's crushing her again.
"Sorry baby, but I just love feeling you all squished with me."
"I'm beginning to realise that."
Y/n wiggles her arm free and raises it up to gently push his dark hair back.
"Sometimes I think you're just so oversized for me."
"Oversized?" Arber frowns definitely beginning to think that's something to get offended by.
"Arber, you are just a huge man."
That makes a smug smirk take over his face and he presses further down on her.
"Only you would manage to make that into a complaint of some sort." Arber states while y/n grins up at him. "I love you, baby."
"I love you too, baby." Y/n smiles cupping his face and smiling as he leans into her touch. "Never did I think you'd be so cuddly."
"Why?"
"I was stupid." Y/n shrugs while he hums.
"Can you deal with me staying like this?"
"Yeah, only because it's your favourite way to cuddle." Y/n laughs deciding to just accept her fate and honestly after the initial crush, it's not that bad. Although sleeping like this might just give her back issues, she'll get concerned about that later.
Arber does end up falling asleep on top of her and y/n manages to reach his phone, since her own is not in arms reach, and capture some photos of videos just for the memories.
Request from @ajcs150 - could you write something with Arber Xhekaj where reader do the trend “cleaning the spoon after he eat” or if possible some kind of compilation of reader trying trend on him (like seeing if he melt into the kiss, the tinder one for exemple, or whatever you prefer)
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Arber makes it too easy sometimes and he's never once said no when she does ask him to part-take in her tiktok trends. How could he possibly say no when she gets pouty and bats her eyelashes from the get go.
Not that she always asks, since sometimes she's purposely pranking him or aiming to catch him off guard.
On this occasion she's plotting, not that he's noticed since they're out with a few of the other plays and their girlfriends when she sets up her phone.
Arber disappeared to get them both a drink but when he comes back she grins at him.
"Good boy." Y/n grins going to take the drink as he pauses at the praise, dark brows furrowing before he pulls the cocktail glass back and downs it in once mouthful. "Ah, hey! Bad boy!"
Arber's eyes scan and he immediately spots her phone now he's looking for it before picking it up.
"She's so funny, isn't she? Ha ha ha." Arber states before stopping the video.
"You owe me a drink." Y/n pouts crossing her arms as Arber hums leaning down to catch her in a hot and heavy kiss, giving her a small taste of the cocktail he drank in protest of her praise. "I thought you'd like being a good boy."
"You're a tease." Arber huffs then pulling back. "I'll go get you another drink."
"Good boy!" Y/n giggles calling after him and while he tries to hide it, she catches a glimpse of his smile over her actions.
-
"Do you want to try?" Y/n asks as she "taste tests" some ice cream and Arber sneaks into the frame, very obviously trying to soften her up so he can get a bite.
However, he's fallen directly into her trap.
"Please." Arber smiles flashing his teeth in a purposely awkward smile since he always plays up when he knows the camera is on. Such an attention whore.
Y/n scoops the spoon into her ice cream and holds it out to him, smiling as he eats it and hums considering the flavour while y/n moves to wipe the spoon clean with some tissue then scooping some into her own mouth. And initially he doesn't seem to notice, or at least not think much of it.
"More." He demands in a deep tone, again playing up for the camera. But then he sees her snag when she picks up another tissue to wipe off the spoon, not something she's doing when she gives him some ice cream but always something after he's had some. "What are you doing?"
"What?" Y/n frowns in confusion as she offers him another spoonful which he takes before watching her wipe it again.
"That! Why are you wiping it? Why can't we share a spoon?"
"I just want a clean spoon." Y/n argues beginning to struggle to keep her acting in check.
"What's not clean about me?" Arber huffs before she seems something spark up in his eyes.
His large hand comes up to her neck and he forces her head to turn as he forces her into a kiss, sliding his tongue into her mouth to make the point.
"Ok!" Y/n laughs pushing him away. "I get the picture."
"Good." Arber grumbles then picking up the spoon and licking it then scooping some ice cream and holding it to her mouth.
"Now you're just being gross on purpose." Y/n murmurs wrinkling her nose but she accepts the spoon anyway, much to his triumph.
-
Y/n is stretched out across Arber's lap while himself and Florian watch some the Superbowl. Something she lacks an interest in as she scrolls through her phone boredly.
"Hey, baby." Y/n mumbles earning an absent-minded hum. "You won't believe who I saw on tinder."
"Who?" Arber asks sparking up in excitement at the thought of gossip while Florian is much quicker to clock her as he frowns.
"Juraj."
"Really?" Arber laughs while Florian looks at his brother like he's an idiot.
"Why is she on tinder, bro?" Florian questions making Arber look at him with his smile dropping before he looks at y/n.
"What are you doing on tinder?" Arber questions then snatching her phone only to find it recording. "Oh for fuck sake. Is this really another prank for tiktok?"
"A prank you both fell for. Florian, I really expected you to be more on the ball in knowing trends." Y/n teases giggling to herself as Arber tosses her phone onto her stomach lightly but she continues laughing since she won this round with ease.
"So Juraj isn't on tinder?" Arber clarifies earning an eye roll.
"I don't know! I'm not on tinder to find out." Y/n laughs shaking her head as she points out the obvious.
-
Arber has just came back from an away game and the first thing he gets is pulled into doing another tiktok video, which fans of his are beginning to send in specific requests for while letting y/n know they think she's hilarious for constantly harassing him and making his life hell for these videos.
"This is a nice one, I promise." Y/n states earning a grumble but he nods. "Ok, hold your arms out."
Arber looks at her with slightly narrowed eyes but nods a little, doing as he's told and holding out his arms.
Y/n smiles then turning to the camera with a grin before moving towards him which immediately makes him move back and drop his arms to defend himself.
"What are you doing? Put your arms back up." Y/n laughs while Arber gives her an exasperated look like she's asking him to accept her kicking him in the balls. "Can you stop acting like I hit you? I only hurt your balls once and it was because I fell while drunk."
"Drunk or not I thought I died." Arber murmurs earning a sigh before raises his arms up and gives a forced smile.
This time he doesn't flinch as she steps closer to him, her hands cupping his face while he keeps his eyes focused on her while she smiles softly having to pull him down since having a massive boyfriend means initiating the kisses requires literally bending him to her whim.
Arber holds his arms out for less than a second as he melts perfectly into the kiss, his arms coming down round her, hugging around her before he deepens the kiss. No surprise he's forgot they're on camera as he lifts her legs up around his waist bring her up to his own level and momentarily making her forget the camera is there too.
"Alright." Y/n whispers breaking the kiss with a heavy breath. "You passed the test. Melted into the kiss like you were supposed to."
"That was it? That's what the trend was?" Arber laughs as she loosens her legs only for him to hike them back up and move them both together her phone allowing her to reach and stop recording it. "I always wanna kiss you, baby."
"I know, maybe I just wanted a cute video to share with everyone." Y/n hums before pecking his lips.
"Can we cuddle now? That was a long flight and I missed you."
"Dammit, Arber. You couldn't have said that while I was still recording?" Y/n pouts earning a laugh as he carries her to the bedroom, clearly wanting to cuddle and nap.
"I'll let you record another video later and redeem myself." He promises earning a grin from the young woman.
Summary: Arber comes home after he's had another fight and his girlfriend deals with the aftermath.
Author's note: Tbh this is purely for me. There wasn't a massive amount of Arber fics (at least when compared to other players I've read fics for) and I recently became properly concious of his existence and now I must satisfy this new interest by writing my own fic for him. P.S 6'4ft, 240lbs/109kg of pure muscle and massive hands, he's like a romance readers dream but actually exists irl
Word count: 755
Dating Arber comes with accepting that as much as he is the softest most loving teddy bear of a boyfriend with her. He's not the same man when he's on ice.
In fact she'd go as far to say that he's unrecognisable on ice compared to when he's with her. He's a melt when he's with y/n.
Which is why when the home game comes to an end and the night is wrapped up. Arber comes home to y/n and she smiles softly seeing him dump is stuff down before pulling her into his lap and sighing kissing her neck and the side of her face before feeling her pick up one of his hands.
"You need some more ice." Y/n states noticing the mild swelling testing the already dried up scabs.
She doesn't say it but he knows what she's thinking. He'll have more scar tissue than healthy skin on his knuckles by the end of his career and with is age, that's still a decent amount of time left before that day comes. Which means a lot more fights and a lot more split knuckles.
"That can wait." Arber mumbles just wanting to hold his girlfriend, who like most people is so much smaller than him and just so easy for him to hold in place to prevent her getting up even if it's to benefit him.
"If only your fighting partners could see you now." Y/n teases but he doesn't even care.
Arber's like a lovesick puppy with this woman. She could tell him the sky is green with purple blobs made of jelly and he would agree without hesitation.
"Did you watch the game?" Arber asks already knowing the answer but sometimes y/n hates watching the fights and turns off just to keep her own peace of mind.
"Yes. But I was meal prepping while I was watching and I may have focused on that while you won another fight." Y/n mumbles while he breaks into a grin bursting into another attack of kisses around her cheek and neck.
Y/n let's them sit there for nearly an hour before she finally decides he's had this time.
"Alright, big boy. Time to get you cleaned up."
In truth, y/n had never known how to deal with wounds or injuries and for the most part the team does handle most things but he just needs some TLC from his girlfriend when he gets home. And maybe he does love to be babied and coddled and fussed over. Guilty pleasures and all that.
It's actually one of the things he dislikes when it comes to away games when he has a fight. Y/n isn't there to clean him up and make a deal out of even the smallest of injuries. Ones that wouldn't bother him but her attention makes him practically needy for her.
Arber lifts y/n onto the bathroom counter once she's grabbed their own version of a first aid kit. It's more like a bloody knuckles kit.
He watches y/n as she focuses on his hands, always so careful and tentative as if she could hurt him. Like he doesn't put himself in position of hurting his own hands every time he fights.
"Alright all clean and wrapped up with nowhere to go." Y/n smiles once she's done and happy with his knuckles looking as good as she can make them look along with making sure they're unlikely to get infected or anything.
"No necrosis?"
"Not yet. I'll have to keep an eye on you." Y/n hums earning a grin before he leans in and kisses her.
"Alright. Time for bed because I can see how tired you are, baby." Arber declares pulling her towards him so he can wrap her legs around his waist and lifts her to get her out of the bathroom.
Y/n braces as he drops them down with all 240lbs of the man landing down on his girlfriend and knocking the air straight out of her.
"You'll break a rib one day." Y/n laughs while Arber looks at her with a small frown.
"I've never hurt you, baby." Arber assures her before nuzzling down on her with a grin. "Sleep."
"We don't even have a blanket on top of us."
"You are entirely covered by me and I'm hot."
"Alright. If you say so." Though he's really not wrong. His body radiates heat and y/n is completely squashed under his form.
