#ester exposito

Ester Expósito in Lost in the Night (2023)

Faceclaim : manon

Featuring : JobeBellingham x reader

Summary : One comment soon leads to another, and before you know it Jobe Bellingham always has something to say in your comments. Insisting that it’s nothing other than playful flirting banter..

Part : 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, end!!

Warnings : cursing

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Yournameasauser

barely survived dinner. Ashlyn saved me

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Ashlyncastro : the pasta was sooo good 🤤

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↳ Yournameasauser : the bread sticks too 🤭

JobeBellingham : the caption? What’s that supposed to mean?!

↳ Yournameasauser : you and Jude were laughing 80% of the time.

JudeBellingham : who’s that beauty on slide 3??

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↳ JobeBellingham : me 💁🏽

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↳ ashlyncastro : ???? WTH Jobe

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User4848494948 : double date?!?!??!??!

↳ user574848 : no frrr 👀👀

Yourbestfriend : too bad I’m in Italy 😪

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↳ Yournameasauser : missing you 😔

quenblackwell : the first photo?!! OMG 🤭

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thatmartinkid : woah is this a sign for us to hang

out?

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↳ Yournameasauser : yes.

User474788484848484 : they are so obviously together 😩

User474747 : she doesn’t even look that good to pull him.

↳ user47383833993939393 : wtf???

User4748484 : she is serving 🤭

benoftheweek : woahhh give me some pasta

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↳ Yournameasauser : so it’s in my stomach…

User4838394939 : is she with benoftheweek??

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Yournameasauser

plans made it out the gc

Liked by quenblackwell, JobeBellingham, JudeBellingham and 668,748 others

user474848 : woah??

quenblackwell : the food was 10/10

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↳ Yournameasauser : like actually

Ashlyncastro : it was soooo fun

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↳ Yournameasauser : no frrr we need to go again

User474838 : who’s hand is in slide 2??

JudeBellingham : that picture. Seriously?

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↳ Yournameasauser : yes 👍

↳ JobeBellingham : she got you bro 😂

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JobeBellingham : so I’m not featured this time?

↳ Yournameasauser : no 🩷

KylianMbappe : wow I look so hot in the last slide

↳ Yournameasauser : what??

ester_exposito : a time was haddd

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↳ Yournameasauser : yessss there wass

User4848383 : insane line up??

User474848383633737277227 : quen is eatinggg

User48383839 : is that jobes hand in slide 2?

Yourbestfriend : girl your hair in the first slide ?? Omg you ateee

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↳ Yournameasauser : yk ittttt 🤭

thatmartinkid : woah minions?

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benoftheweek : I was just there last week

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↳ Yournameasauser : omg really?!!!

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“You want sex with me? Come talk to me”

Synopsis: Being Guéla’s friend meant invitations to parties.. even if it meant mingling with his brother

Pairing: Dèsirè Douè x reader

Word count: 1.4k+

a/n: this is lowk inspired from the recent Olise scandal & ya girl has been itching for some Desire fics

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AFTER a tough season of the World Cup, everyone was taking a vacation. Especially after the France team finished in fourth.

Sure, they weren’t the happiest about it but they still deserved a celebration just as much as anyone else.

Guéla was trying to put together a yacht party, something small for the players all while keeping familiar faces around the boat. The Ivory Coast player invited Kylian, Ousmane, Michael, Bradley, Dayot, and William.

And of course his brother. How could he forget him? In fact he was making it difficult to get him on board with the idea. Desirè claimed he wanted to lie in bed for the day.

Obviously that didn’t happen because they were beginning to board the yacht. Guéla invited some girls along with letting the boys invite whoever they pleased to maximize the fun.

You were one of those girls Guéla invited. Now let’s get it straight— you were no escort or anything of the kind. Just simply a girl who was good friends with him.

You two weren’t the closest but regular check ins and going out whenever you two could to chat about months worth of tea was how you guys operated. It was a low maintenance friendship.

You boarded the boat with a couple of the other girls who you became acquainted with, all of them showing up with a sweet personality. Nothing that threw you off.

As you loaded on, you noticed the men already started lightly drinking, a few talking to some other girls that came on earlier or talking to one another.

Guéla seemed to spot you easily because as soon as you showed your face on that boat he was swinging by your side and handing you a drink with a smile. “I’m glad you could make it”

“Why wouldn’t I? You all played too well for me to not” he nodded and chuckled at that before leading you further in. Now you knew the status of these footballers but to be in front of them was a different story.

Intimidation wasn’t the word but you still felt all of their eyes while you were entering with the player like they were trying to figure out how you two know one another.

You took a seat next to Ester who was next to Kylian speaking to Dayot. The music started and they just started to drive the boat deeper into the water when Dèsirè and Michael stepped out of the salon.

Dèsirè’s eyes landed right on yours. He knew of you, you knew of him. You were close to his brother for heavens sake. You didn’t care to know him. You thought he was some sort of playboy.

Apparently your opinions didn’t have to matter because he was striding right up to you before you knew it. He stood over you, completely shading you from the sun as if he wasn’t gonna speak.

“Hello Dèsirè..?”

“I’m surprised you’re here”

“You know i’m friends with Guéla, why would i not?”

He shrugged at that. In return you shrugged him off and moved to the other side of the boat.. away from him. He made no attempt to hide the way he watched you walk away in your bathing suit.

He didn’t want you to leave but he didn’t mind seeing you go. Everyone on the boat was starting to loosen up after drinks and the music that played was just right.

Dayot claimed this was his song for the third time, Ester and Kylian shamelessly mingled with one another, and Bradley was bothering Ousmane about where to shop after this.

Even Michael who barely spoke to people at parties was having a girl dance on him. Dèsirè couldn’t have that. He already didn’t wanna be here so why not make the best of it?

You were with the other girls, dancing on one that you’d grown quickly acquainted to. Dèsirè wasted no time in making his way over. The girls staring at his abs and his very apparent v line as he approached. All but you.

Well to be fair you were too busy dancing to notice but your “friend” seemed to make eye contact with him and caught the hint to back off. The sudden feeling of her pulling away was enough to make you glance behind you and then back forward just to be met with Dèsirè.

Here he was, ruining yet another moment of yours. “What?” you said, your hands resting on your hips. “I can’t admire the view up close?” You rolled your eyes and shook your head at that.

Clearly he had a thing for you that you hadn’t known about. “Or you could’ve just taken a picture.. it’ll last longer” “I wanna see it in motion, there’s a difference”

The banter was electrifying. You couldn’t even deny it. It seems the girls around you caught on because they were suddenly dispersed around the boat. “Look, there goes my song” he said with a smile as he started dancing

He was dancing in front of you like he was trying to impress you or perhaps crack your icy shell that you’d put up around him. You just didn’t wanna become another footballer’s statistic. Not to mention you certainly got second hand embarrassment from his moves.

You couldn’t stop the amused smile that grew on your face just from watching him. He eventually extended his hand for you to take in which you reluctantly took it. You knew how to dance but the act of dancing with him was still a daring concept.

Just then, the DJ made a mix, switching the song. It was something you were more familiar with and a song you knew. That was clear in the way your waist and hips started to move. The smile on Dèsirè’s face was clear before he got a hold on your waist and turned your back against him.

The hand on your waist never left but only slid down onto your hip, pulling you in closer. To say you were now full on dancing on your friend’s brother wasn’t something you thought you’d be saying tonight.

Even when the song changed its pace he was able to catch it all, not missing a beat. He was known for his dancing for a reason.

All while from afar Guéla watched, leaning against the window of the salon. In fact, he loved to see it. He loved to see his brother win and even more he loved seeing you out of your shell and happy. He would definitely be teasing you two about this later.

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