Desiré Doué x waitress f!reader
Tags: f!reader being staff at a big event (Ballon d’Or), soft smut (make out sesh), softdom f!reader, sneaking out from party, proximity
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Synopsis: you were one of the staff working for the Ballon d’Or ceremony. Surrounded by many famous footballers one specific person caught your eye. Unexpectedly you guys keep finding your way to one another.
Note: instead of using l/n (last name) I came up with a pre-made last name (Dubois), lmk if yall prefer that over l/n. I also loved writing this sooo much and actually love this one a lot! Like no joke.
The Ballon d’Or ceremony is happening. After weeks of preparation and hard work it’s finally time to open the doors.
You’ve been working as an intern with the interior of the venue. Making sure everything is neatly placed and organized the right way. You have been only working for a few months at the company but still got trusted with such a big task as being the head of the interior team for the one and only Ballon d’Or.
You didn’t know much about football, it never really interested you why chasing a ball gains so much attention anyways. Therefore you barely recognized any one of the attendees at the ceremony.
Just like the rest of the employees you were wearing a black suit with a keycord hanging around your neck with ‘staff’ written on it.
The ceremony has started about an hour ago and you were on your first break. You went to the bar and asked for a glass of water with ice.
All alone at the bar you scrolled on your phone watching a couple of reels and texting your best friend. For you this was the best way to spend your free time, doing absolutely nothing but doomscrolling.
With only 2 minutes left on the clock till your shift would start again you sensed a man taking place on the free bar stool next to you. Not thinking much of it you continued scrolling on your phone.
“Are you one of the staffs?” You suddenly heard him ask.
You put your phone facing down on the bar and replying with a simple “yes.”
You didn’t recognize the person at all and did not spot a fellow keycord around his neck indicating it’s most likely to be a football player. “Can I help you with something?” You asked.
He let a few seconds of silence pass before answering. “Uhm, yes actually. I was wondering where the fountain was, I heard there was an indoor fountain.”
You gave him a smile pointing towards the entrance “There’s the indoor fountain.”
He gave you a smile back in reply “Thank you Ms…?” He asked while leaving his hand in the air waiting for you to take and shake it.
“Ms. Dubois” you answered.
Accepting his hand shake you asked him “And your name is…?”
Releasing yourself from the grip of his hand you stood up and grabbed your phone from the table. “I’m sure I’ll see you around, enjoy the night mr Doué.” You replied back.
With a satisfied grin on his face he watched you disappear back into the crowd.
You on the other hand were left questioned on the interaction that happened just now. You searched up ‘Doway’ on the internet, no luck. You then remembered his slight French accent and tried ‘Doue’, bingo.
‘Desiré Doué’ cute name you thought to yourself.
Scrolling through the internet page you find out he plays for the French national team, and he had quite the face to obsess over.
Digging some more on him you find out he’s living a pretty private life. No traces of any social media, including no instagram.
You suddenly felt a soft tap on your shoulder. In anticipation of it potentially being the man whose face was on your phone just a few seconds ago. But it was not, it was one of the fellow staff.
“Miss there was a man at the bar asking me to tell you that you left something at the bar.” The fellow staff Brittany said while pointing with her head towards the area you were seated not too long ago.
With a surprised expression on your face you flashed your brows in a confusion and then turned your attention on the bar area, greeted by a winking Desiré. “Oh! Well thanks Britt I’ll go there right away.” You said giving Brittany a soft thankful pat on the back.
Walking towards the bar you could feel a specific pair of eyes pierce through you with every step you took. It’s almost like the click of your heels were matched with his blinking tempo.
You were now again standing in front of the seated football player. “You said I forgot something?”
A cheeky smile lits up on his face “You did actually, something very important.”
“You forgot this.” He said, sliding a small note across the bar towards your hand that was resting on the bar table.
You gave him a side eye before taking the note from him and opening it. On the small piece of paper there was nothing but ‘jsdesdou05’ written on it.
With a raised brow you asked him “What is this supposed to mean?”
He chuckled to himself before replying “Just wait, for now keep this note to yourself and don’t lose it.”
He suddenly grabbed your phone from your hands and removed your phone case, putting the note under it before clicking it back on.
“Also, one more thing. Where was the fountain again you said?”
You threw your head back laughing, “like I said, it’s right there. Now if you excuse me I have to get back to work.” You said smilingly tapping on your keycord.
You walked away before he could say anything.
The winner of the Ballon d’Or has been announced and the actual party has started.
With the busy crowd that has formed now you were switched to being a temporary waitress since the actual waitressing team was on their break now.
Walking around with your tray someone suddenly stumbles into you.
Looking down you see your blazer top being drenched in what smelled to be red wine. Luckily the blazer was black and so could the redness not be seen, the stain could most definitely be seen though.
Still looking down at your top you hear a voice say “I’m so, so sorry.”
The voice wasn’t too unfamiliar to you since you’ve already remembered his voice by now.
Once again it was Desiré.
“If this is your way of us crossing paths again I absolutely hate it.” You admitted in irritation.
With a serious look on his face he replied “I didn’t do it on purpose I promise you.” He said with sincerity.
Ignoring him you walked away to lay your tray back down and make your way over to the staff restroom.
You removed your blazer to run it under water in attempt to get out the stain.
Scrubbing it with a little bit of soap added you noticed the stain getting less obvious.
Holding your blazer under the dryer the door to the restroom suddenly opened.
Greeted by a face who made you end up here made you instantly open your mouth “Desiré please go aw-.”
You couldn’t finish your sentence just yet since he interrupted you “no please allow me.” He said stepping in and taking the blazer from your hands.
You didn’t protest against it and watched him hold it for you under the dryer and scrubbing it even more.
Both not in the mood to add on to the conversation Desiré started to talk “Looks like you’ve done your research.”
“Excuse me?” You replied.
“My name, I never told you my first name but yet you called me with it just now.”
Feeling your ears turning slightly red you uncross your arms from your chest scraping your throat. “Yes, I had to know who this creep was handing me out mysterious notes.”
Although he was facing you with his back you could sense a smile forming on his face. “I’m serious though, I didn’t purposely mean to spill my drink on you.”
Biting on your lip to hold back your smile from his sweetness you replied with a simple “it’s okay.”
Holding your blazer to smooth it down with his hand he gave it back. “I’ve tried the best I could, once again I’m sorry.”
You took your blazer back from his hands putting it right when you were to button it up he stopped you.
“Allow me.” He said buttoning the blazers up for you.
He was now crouched in front of you giving you the view from the top of his head.
Even though you were wearing heels this whole night you still looked small next to him.
Trying your best to ignore the intimacy you started focusing on his hair, you noticed his tight curls with slightly bleached ends, it was almost like you could smell his hair products.
“All done.” He said standing up.
“Thank you, you know I could’ve done that myself too right.” You said giving him a sly smile.
“Oh I know. But what would the fun in that be hmm?”
“You’re insane Desiré.” You replied giving him a soft push on his chest.
“Do that again and you’ll find out.”
You started laughing throwing your head back and exposing your neck.
Acting dumb you purposely gave a teasing response “Do what exactly?” You said giving him a push on his chest again, except you let your hand linger a little longer this time.
He leaned in giving you an intense look, one that spoke many words. When he finally closed the distance it made the happenings of the night absolutely worth it. Even the stain on your blazer.
His hands found your waist grounding you as the intensity of the moment made your heart race uncontrollably.
You could now smell his hair products mixed in with this beautiful masculine perfume that made your neck tingle. You
You reached up letting your fingers brush against the delicate fabric of his, most likely to be, expensive suit. Pulling him closer you could feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat against yours.
He pulled back for a fraction of a second his forehead resting against yours, his eyes went from looking to your lips to deep in your eyes.
“I've been waiting for this the whole night.” he whispered his voice barely audible.
In that moment, the tension that had been building between us this night has finally found its release.
We stood there,our foreheads resting against each other none of us saying a word.
Desiré looked down and made quick work unbuttoning the blazer buttons he carefully buttoned up not too long ago.
Connecting our lips again he was going in for a deeper kiss then before. His hands travelled from your waist to your neck tracing a sharp line that gave you the chills.
Switching things up you decided to be the one in control, leading the kiss.
You gave him a series of small pecks while leading him towards one of the restroom stalls.
“Come in here in case someone walks in.” you said in between.
You locked up the stall behind you, now being really in Desiré’s space and he in yours.
While your make out continues you can’t help but to lace your hands behind his neck, drawing him a little closer. Desiré broke the touch looking at you with a soft smile and twinkling eyes. “You’re really taking charge now huh?”
Without speaking you answered by making your lips connect with his again and pulling him even closer now, making his chest touch yours.
The door to the restroom swinged open and both of you heard it. Breaking apart from the kiss Desiré puts his hand in front of your mouth to avoid any sound escaping.
You both stood in silence having barely room between you two waiting for the person to leave.
A few minutes have passed and Desiré let his hand go indicating the coast is clear. When you could finally speak again you couldn’t help yourself but laugh softly at how close you still were.
He replied back with a simple yet stomach turning laugh that makes you want to kiss him right again. Instead you admitted “We should get out, we’re definitely going to make people suspicious if we stay in here much longer.” You could already imagine Brittany spreading the rumours.
Desiré nodded in agreement “You go first, all go after and if anyone catches me in here I’ll just say I was lost.”
“Perfect.” you said, giving him one last small kiss on his cheek.
As you’ve left the restroom Brittany almost immediately found you “Where were you, I’ve been searching all over for you.”
“Someone spilled wine all over me.” you said pointing to your blazer where the stain was barely visible anymore.
Brittany didn’t ask further questions about my whereabouts and continued explaining the upcoming tasks for the last hours of the ceremony.
As the hours have quickly passed where you had to multitask all to keep the attendees happy and engaged the ceremony has came to an end.
Ever since the happenings in the restroom you haven’t ran into Desiré anymore. Yet he was still on your mind the whole time.
After having one last drink with just the staff you’ve decided to call it a night and go home.
You’ve put on your pj’s and made yourself comfortable on the couch. Scrolling through instagram you came across the instagram post your company posted talking about the honour it was to host such a prestigious event. Scrolling through the post you find a slide where you got tagged in. It was a candid picture taken of you greeting the guests inside.
Your phone suddenly vibrated.
You clicked on the request inbox: jsdesdou05 has requested to follow you
Immediate flashbacks were running trough your head. You opened your phone case thinking back to the moment Desiré handed you the note. And yes, you were right, so right. There was no doubt it was him. A private instagram with no profile picture, no bio and no more than 23 followers.
Accept. jsdesdou05 is now following you.
Wrote this one as requested, if you also happen to have a request lmk!