a/n: soo apparently i'm stupid and i accidentally posted the unfinished version, had to delete it and then lost the request but here's a picture of it.
caught on camera - jamal musiala
pairings: jamal musiala x fem!reader (ft. leroy sané)
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international break. two words that always managed to wrap the atmosphere in excitement. this time however, it was muffled by the fact jamal wasn't able to play. sure, you loved watching the german national team but it just wasn't the same without your boyfriend on the pitch. but when leroy invited you both to sit with him in the grandstands, you still enthusiastically accepted, leading to the three of you now waiting in the icy weather of autumn.
the match hadn't even started, yet leroy already complained about his ass freezing off. totally not because he chose to wear a statement piece instead of an actual winter jacket. you chuckled at his dramatic antics, before offering him a blanket from your bag, that you only brought because you knew he wouldn't layer himself enough. besides, you didn't need it anyway, being comfortably settled in your boyfriends side. jamal was like a portable heater, always warm even under these conditions. your head lazily resting on his shoulder as his arm lingered on your side, holding you close.
he was still a upset about his injury that kept him from contributing to the team, but being here with you and leroy seemed to already cheer him up. his chest lightly vibrating from chuckling every now and then over a joke leroy told.
it was a beautiful night in the allianz arena. on the pitch, you could see the players warming up while fans cozied themselves in the seats, dressed in their countries representative colours.
during the player-walkout, jamal and leroy were still deeply indulged in a discussion. something trivial about who had the prettier cleats.
"bro my pink ones definitely beat yours. i mean they glitter."
"yeah and you get fined for it at every game. trust me mine are better."
"but they make your feet look weird."
you smiled absentmindedly at their banter, your palm resting around jamal's arm when you suddenly felt his hand on your thigh. as you turned to him, he was still vividly talking to leroy, but his fingers continued to softly stroke over the fabric of your jeans. the action felt so sweetly intimate, a warm feeling settling in your chest as you pressed a kiss to his cheek in return. when leroy was wrapped up in a conversation with someone next to him, jamal gave you a peck on your forehead, a small smile evident on his lips.
"you okay?" he asked, feeling bad for not paying as much attention to you. you nodded "all good, i'm just appreciating this right now." lost in the feeling. jamal agreed, slightly tightening his hold on your waist, his focus entirely trained on you as he spoke "we didn't really have a night out for a while... " he paused, his gaze flickering to your mouth for a second "i missed this." he finished before closing the small distance between you and locking your lips in a short but loving kiss. your surroundings seemed to blur for the while, muting the noise. it didn't last too long though, as you heard leroy coughing exaggeratedly "guys stop sucking off eachothers faces. the game's down there." he exclaimed, trying to sound somewhat serious but failing miserably, not able to stiffle his teasing tone. you pulled away from jamal sending the other man a glare. he really knew how to ruin a moment.
the game was in full swing, but your attention lingered elsewhere. your hand rested in jamal's as he stole sweet kisses from you, his lips ghosting over yours, now mindful hide it from leroy. the blush on your cheeks was almost permanent, partially because you felt like you could swoon at any second but also because this level of pda caught you off guard. jamal usually tended to keep the relationship private. off the media. but you enjoyed it nontheless, leaning your head on his shoulder as his arm wrapped around you, shielding off the cold october breeze.
as the night went on it flourished in tension, on and off the pitch. as the 62nd minute rolled around it was evident jamal couldn't get enough of you and you weren't the only one who noticed. apart from leroy, there were other heads turning and cameras clicking. you two would definitely end up in some news the next morning, but jamal couldn't care any less, he just wanted to be with you.
however, leroy was in his ear the whole time, childish and teasing like a toddler. he was really acting as if he wouldn't be all up on his wife if she had been at the game today.
after the game had ended and germany won, the stands emptied fast as fans hurried out of the stadium. leroy, jamal and you squeezed your way through the masses of people. your hand tightly in his grip. the plan was to catch up with the teammates that had played today, to show support and give congrats. besides, jamal and leroy really wanted to annoy flo.
your trio eventually made it to the locker rooms, it didn't take a second before leroy disappeared inside, leaving you and your boyfriend in the hallway. you both stood in a comfortable silence before jamal spoke up "i can't wait to get home. leroy really is a dumbass today." a chuckle escaped his throat as he looked over to you, a small sparkle in his eyes.
"just today?" you replied teasingly, raising a brow, "you always complain about him." jamal grinned "yeah well but it's like he rocked the level up to 200" . a few beats pass, jamal's gaze still studying you. "you look very pretty." the words left his mouth, causing a blush to creep on your cheeks. jamal smiled, liking the effect he had on you. with a step he was next to you wrapping you into his arms again this evening. it was a feeling you would never get tired of.
"see?" a voice, leroys voice, interrupted the moment. again. both of your heads snapped to him, a confused expression decorating your faces.
leroy had left the locker room, now accompanied by flo wirtz. both of them mustered you with judging but amused faces. "they've been like this all night!" he added and flo laughed, breaking the act, "you really are all up on eachother." he grinned, gesturing between you and jamal. your boyfriend gasped "wha- bro we just hugged!" shock painted his face while leroy retaliated "yeah sure, you probably would've done a lot more if we weren't here...keeping watch" he scoffed jokingly, heating up the drama.
"oh my- just let me love my girlfriend." jamal spoke clearly jokingly offended. you couldn't help but smile at their boyish arguing. "as long as you stay decent, sure" this time it was flo's voice speaking, a smirk tugging at his lips. jamal just shook his head but couldn't help the smile spreading on his face. "okay fuck you, we're going home. have a day." jamal chuckled grabbing your hand and dragging you out with him as you quickly said your goodbye's to them. "sure!" leroy yelled after you, "but remember to use condoms." this little fucker.
when you were out of sight a laugh broke from your throat. "oh god, they really are like toddlers." jamal scoffed but smiled after, heat rising to his cheeks.
"and i will never hear the end of it during next practice."
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that's it hope you like it!
