Im not sharing you.
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summary: when meeting your boyfriend’s family goes wrong.
warnings: angst, jealousy, obsessed jobe, kissing.
a/n: the banner is lowkey corny.. got a req to do jobe bellingham angst but couldnt find it!! send reqs!
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The comparisons started long before the cameras, the headlines, and the fame. Their parents constantly reminded both boys that they loved them the same, that neither of them mattered more than the other.
Jobe wanted to believe them.
He really did.
But some part of him never could.
By now, he’d made peace with the fact that Jude seemed to excel at everything. Football came naturally to him. People gravitated toward him without effort. Even when they looked almost identical, strangers somehow found Jude to be the more handsome one.
Jobe was used to being “Jude Bellingham’s little brother.” That label followed him everywhere, and as much as he hated it, he’d learned to live with it.
What he couldn’t live with was how it felt like Jude occupied every corner of their family’s world.
Sometimes it seemed as though their mum still saw Jude as someone who needed looking after. At twenty-one, he still relied on everyone around him for the smallest things—or at least, that’s how Jobe saw it. Maybe it wasn’t fair. Maybe jealousy was twisting his perspective.
Either way, the feeling refused to leave.
Then you entered the picture.
And suddenly, it wasn’t just his family anymore.
You had become the one place where Jobe didn’t feel compared to anyone. Around you, he wasn’t living in someone else’s shadow. He wasn’t expected to match Jude’s achievements or personality.
He was simply Jobe.
You loved him for who he was, and that meant more than you could ever understand.
So when gossip started linking your name with Jude’s, something inside him snapped.
Every article, every comment, every post pairing the two of you together made his stomach turn. It felt cruel, like the universe was deliberately testing him.
He could handle people comparing the brothers.
He could handle being overlooked.
But he couldn’t handle the possibility of losing you.
Because if you ever chose Jude over him… wouldn’t that prove exactly what everyone had always believed?
That Jude would always come first.
That Jude would always be better.
Trying to hide the tension in his voice, Jobe glanced over at you.
“Do you really want to go?” he asked, forcing his tone to stay casual.
He hoped you wouldn’t notice how uneasy he was.
“I mean… we don’t have to. We could just stay here tonight.” He offered a small shrug, pretending it wasn’t important. “Honestly, I’d rather do that.”
The truth was simple.
He wasn’t worried about dinner.
He was worried about the headlines that would follow.
About seeing your name beside Jude’s again.
And even if you insisted on going, it wouldn’t stop him from trying one last time to change your mind.
you sighed, not annoyed. worried. you looked at him. "I love you jobe. more than anything. more than anyone." you kissed his lips, softly. "we’re serious together, meeting your family, meeting your parents.. the people that made you into the man that I love so dearly make me happy." you caressed his cheek gently.
"right.. I love you too Y/N" he sighed and kissed you back, briefly.
you knew it was about his brother, it was obvious that he hated being compared to his brother. You didnt thought much of it. You stood up and grabbed his hand. "cmon now! I dont want to be late." You took your purse and the bag with gifts for everyone. You didnt told jobe you bought gift.
"whats that?" he said, chin poiting toward the bag while opening the passenger door.
"oh.. nothing! dont worry about it."
he shrugged and closed your door, walking to the driver’s seat.
Jobe knocked on the door and jude opened it, he smiled warmly at him, you were behind jobe so jude didnt noticed you.
"missed you." jude said, hugging his brother quickly.
jobe entered wich revealed you, you smiled nervously. "heyy!" you said nervously, jude smiled and pulled you to kiss your cheek, without thinking.
Jobe’s jaw tightened, his hand forming a fist in his pocket. It was normal, he welcomed you. but seeing his girlfriend so close to his brother made him mad.
"Y/N! finally we meet you!" His mom warmly said, pulling you into a hug and kissed your cheeks. his dad offered you a hand. you shook it.
"nice to meet you!" you said nervously, your hand fidgeting with the hem of your sleeve, jobe noticed it and he took your hand.
"well then. lets eat! I prepared a whole lunch!" his mom said, giggling to herself walking to the kitchen, his dad followed and jobe aswell.
"let me help you." jude said with a warm smile, taking your bags. his fingers made contact with yours.
You nodded and let him take your bags, smiling. "oh thanks!"
Jobe catched the scene, his eyes squinted. he cleared his throat and turned his attention back to his mom.
jude and you walked to the kitchen. Together. Thats all jobe thought about. you were next to him. you smiled. Jude could probably smell your perfume, the perfume he chose for you, his favorite perfume. his jaw clenched.
The dinner moved quickly. Jobe just grew angrier and angrier.
everyone was sat on the couch, talking about funnh things the brothers did when they were younger.
"can I interupt?" you said smiling happyli.
"ofcourse" everyone said.
you walked away and came back with a bunch of bags, the bags that jobe questioned you on.
"I have gifts for everyone!" you said, not able to contain your smile.
jobe didnt even paid attention to what you bought his parent, his gaze was fixed on jude, who was excitingly waiting. he rolled his eyes.
"and thats for jude!" you finally said, handing him his gift. your fingers drumming on your thighs, excitedly
jude pulled the carefully did wrapper, he was smiling. jobe thought, because of his girlfriend.
jude eyes opened wide, a dumb photo of jude and jobe when they were younger both smiling happily, before jobe got compared to jude constantly and started to not support him. "god, thanks Y/N. thats dear to me." his eyes watered, he pulled you for a quick hug but pulled jobe for a bigger one.
jobe smiled, a fake akward smile, he almost felt guilty. almost. jobe noticed a bit of your makeup on jude shoulder, his jaw tightened. he patted jude’s back to dismiss him.
"Im putting that in my appartement, thanks again Y/N"
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"you had a great time?" he asked forcing a neutral expression. You were on the way back home.
"yeah!! I hope your parents liked me!" you said happily, looking at his profile, you noticed how tight his jaw looked, how white his knuckles were around the wheel. "are you okay baby?" you asked carefully.
"ofcourse. right." he swallowed, too quickly, too loudly.
"why you loo-"
"and my brother? you two got along pretty well huh?" he cut you off. tooking a turn too harshly.
"what..? jobe is this why youre mad?" you asked voice shaky.
he pulled over at the parking of your shared appartement. "Im not mad." his voice cracked.
you grabbed one of his hand with both of his. you looked up at his profile. "jobe look at me."
he glanced at you. his jaw softening a bit. he turned his head to you, the second his eyes met your eyes full of reassurance, love and softness. his own softened a bit.
"Is this because I got along with your brother..? jobe I already told you, I love you more than anything. and I know what is ut to be compared to your sibling.. But I wont do so.." your hand slid to his cheek, reassuringly, he leaned into your touch.
"but you were so close to him all evening.. and you laughed at his jokes. I saw it. once you looked at his lips." he said brows furrowing.
your eyes widened without quite being able to believe it, a smile tugged, not a warm or even amused. just shocked. "you cant. be serious right now jobe." you sighed, took your appartement’s keys. "Im not doing that." You looked at him one last time opening the door.
"no Y/N!" he tried reaching for you but you where already out the car, walking to the elevator. he hit the nearest surface, the main console. "fuck!" he muttered, getting out the car and jogging towards the elevator.
"Y/N open the door baby." he knocked faster. "Y/N. I know you’re here. listen Im sorry, I know you would never cheat baby."
click.
you opened the door, looking up at him. gave him a look that said "go on"
he chuckled. "what Y/N? you want me to beg? to get on my knees? Ill do it." he said it with this annoying smile, showing off his perfect teeth and dimples.
you rolled your eyes.
his hand slid to your wrist thumb softly caressing your pulse point, you raised your chin to look up at him. "Im sorry baby. I imaginated things, I was just scared to loose you, scared I might have to share you."
your lips twitched up, you hugged him. "sorry I reacted like that."
he smiled, picking you up, closing the door behind you. he kissed your whole face
"I love you Y/N" he said, muffled by the kissings.
"love you more." you said giggling.
