Footballer Imagines (Premier League)

Not the man I married - Mason Mount

Request: ❤️
" this is not the man I fell in love with, not the man I married" with Mason Mount because he's just been super busy w Chelsea since the start of the season and even more now cos of the new coach coming. That's all well and good, you completely understand that and love him for it but he'd come him later from the ground, so you'd not eat together, not cool together on weekends, date nights went out do the window, and you guys had even decided to have a baby and you'd marked the days you were ovulating on the kitchen calendar but he'd stayed over at Dec's cos boys night or whatever so that was done for. You realise enoughs enough and talk to him about it which leads to a huge argument and you say " this is not the man I fell in love with, not the man I married" to him. You just avoid him at home for the rest of the day and he's just in his game room thinking where he went wrong and how crap of a husband he's been for the past few months, not even weeks and you'd just take it. Please make it a cute ending ❤️

All the memories began replaying in your mind, thinking all the way back to the start when yous were just two daft eighteen year olds who were young and in love without a care in the world, free to do whatever you fancied and no responsibilities of adult hood. Then to when you went on your first holiday together, supporting him at his first pro match, the weekly dates he took you on and the unexpected romantic gestures he made...it all seemed a dream compared to now. All you could picture were your Uni days when he'd make the two hour drive just to come and see you in between matches and then you'd always travel down and make sure you were there, in the stands wearing his famous jersey and cheering his name. Even the days after when you went on to graduate and get a degree before moving down London to live with him at the grand age of 21 where the two of you began your lives with one another, both with your dream jobs and house and the perfect little things on the side...honestly you missed those days right now and couldn't help but wish to go back in time.

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Tears were on the verge of flowing down your cheeks as you stared down at the diamond on your finger, reminiscing of the five years of waking up in each other's arms every morning, having a laugh together on the daily, going on the weekly date nights, being blessed enough to have a few luxury holidays, the list goes on. At the minute you were asking yourself why he actually put a ring on it because he couldn't be less of a husband to you, the never being home or finding a way to stay out started to get to you. The fact you rarely saw him, your own husband, had really started to become a worry, eating alone on a night, going to bed without him beside you, never seeing him on the weekends and your days off...you just didn't know how much more you could take.

You understood that he was busy, I mean why wouldn't he be with a new manager around and then training his arse off to get into the Euro squad but it was just like he was constantly on the go and never spared a minute for you and to be fair you had been quite nice about it, of course knowing how much his career means to him and obviously wanting him to do well and go far however you finally decided enough was enough and the two of you needed to have it out with each other.

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"Can we talk" you sighed, strolling into the kitchen as you caught him shoving on his coat and bag, "no I can't stop, gonna be late for training" he yawned as you slammed the cup down on the counter, "wow well there's a surprise" you sarcastically laughed gaining a confused look from your so called man, "and what's that supposed to mean" he mumbled with an eye roll. "I don't know, maybe the fact you're never in this fucking house for more than five minutes these days!" You began in a raised voice, all hopes of staying calm going out the window, "right yeah whatever sorry I have a job to go to" he argued as you stood looking him dead in the eye, half wanting to chuck a nice punch across his jaw.

"Mace I never see you anymore, look all I'm saying is it might be nice to spend some time with my husband I don't think it's too much to ask for" you stated, rubbing at your tired eyes hoping you wouldn't have a meltdown in the middle of your kitchen. "And you do see me, on a night when I get back, what more do you want from me I can't help that I'm busy during the day" he said, emotionless whilst pacing around the kitchen, "Except I haven't seen you for the last two nights, one because you were away at Newcastle which is fair enough but tell me why the fuck you went round and slept at Dec's yesterday and didn't bother to mention it to me" you ranted, feeling your cheeks heat up with anger.

"If it wasn't for Lauren phoning me i wouldn't have had the slightest clue in where about you were" you continued as he finally stopped running back and forth like a headless chicken, "he had the lads over for FIFAand it just slipped my mind, I did mean to tell you I swear and I'm sorry" he admitted sounding sincere, holding his hands up in defeat. "And I guess it totally 'slipped your mind' that we're trying for a baby too?" You stammered with a croaky voice, feeling the tears form in your eyes as you heard a faint "shit" come from him before a deep sigh, "we'll just try again next month, yeah?" he softly spoke, attempting to bring you into a hug as you dodged his touch. "Fuck you Mason Mount, you're not the man I fell in love with and married anymore" you cried, storming up the stairs, not arsed with arguing with him anymore seeing as it was clear he wasn't bothered about you and your feelings, "hope you have the time of your fucking life at training, stay out as long as please" were your last sobbed words to him before shutting yourself away in your bedroom.

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The whole day he felt guilty for, well everything really, he didn't realise just how much he wasn't around anymore but more importantly he didn't notice the impact it was having on you and by god if he knew you were feeling like this he would've sorted it out within a flash. The moment he got through the front door, he went searching for you knowing you were here as you had called sick to work and not a minute later he'd found you curled up on the sofa, still sobbing whilst gazing at tv. Your eyes were puffy from crying and no evidence of a smile was on your lips, just sadness in all your features, your tear stained cheeks rosy red and nose stuffy. Without a second thought, he walked and placed himself next to you, wrapping his arms comfortably around you as you rested your head on his chest, too exhausted to have another go at him. "Sorry doesn't even cut it but, I will make this right" he whispered, stroking your hair as you turned to face him, "I was being a selfish bastard and had no idea you were feeling like this and it's completely my fault and I swear I'm gonna change it, everything, so I have time for my gorgeous wife" he smiled as you let out a mumbled "ok".

"And I do want to start a family with you, more than anything because you're going to be the best mum our baby can wish for" he grinned, gaining a small laugh from you, your heart warming at the thought of having a mini Mount around the place, "me too, you'll be an amazing dad" you replied leaning up to put a little peck on his lips, "you're forgiven but promise you mean it, you'll spend more time here" you said, holding out your pinky as he giggled, "pinky promise I'll be here to wake up to every morning again" as he linked his finger around yours. "I love you wifey, always and forever" he gushed as you flipped him over so you were straddling him before getting caught up in the heated moment ❤️