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Jadon sancho x Reiss Nelson

Why do you have to be like this?
TW RACISM AND ONLINE ABUSE
For emma_32_7

POV Jadon

He didn't even have to look at his social media to know what all those people were saying. He was disappointed enough with himself already, no need to read about hundrets of people calling him slurs.

So as far as he was concerned he just turned off his phone and focused on not letting the bad thoughts rule his mind.

Jadon's mind was like a rollercoaster sometimes. It was hard turning it off and football always helped. football always was that one thing that helped him to not think about anything but the present for once.

He couldn't have that taken away from him by all these racist assholes. He just had to sort stuff out with himself and then he'd be fine as always. He had always learned to just ignore the racist comments and prove them wrong.

It was getting harder with every new comment though. Knowing that your own fans only support you when you win and play good is devastating.

He didn't even play majority of the tournament and then he was supposed to take a penalty in the final, in which he didn't even play at all.

He just wanted to go home. Not Dortmund. Not his parents house. Not his 'new' home Manchester. Just home. Reiss was home.

His childhoodfriend. His partner in crime. His boyfriend. And his biggest supporter. He was everything.

Jadon just wanted to feel Reiss' arms around him because he knew it would make him feel at home. everthing else wouldn't be important anymore.

Eventually he turned his phone on again, just to get a notification on Instagram that Reiss had tagged him in a photo.

It made him smile for the first time since they had so bitterly lost. Reiss Always made him smile.

It wasn't a lot, but just knowing that he cared, that he still loved Jadon was an incredibly good feeling. To have someone show their support on social media and defend you made the feeling of loss and disappointment falter a bit.

So he simply opened his chat with Reiss and typed out an "I love you" before turning his phone off again and stepping into the teambus.

The ride back to their hotel was quiet. It was painful and no one was in the mood to talk. The only sound Marcus on the phone with Jesse and Jude quietly sobbing into his shoulder.

Jadon had an arm wrapped around his little brother from Dortmund because that's somehow what Jude was and he felt even worse for leaving now even if he knew Jude would be in awesome hands.

Being in Manchester however also meant closer to Reiss. Manchester and London were still a hell lot of a drive, but definitely nearer than Dortmund and London.

As they arrived back at the hotel for the last night as a team Jadon experienced a certain feeling of uneasiness. It was as if the Realisation of the defeat only ever hit him now. They would all go back home seperately.

Without a trophy, without a party. It felt wrong to leave with empty hands. To loose in your own stadium.

Sleep didn't come easy that night. Jadon tossed around on his bed what felt like a Million times that night. The bed felt harder than the nights before, more uncomfortable and just like defeat.

Therefore tired as hell he walked down into the breakfast hall only to stop on his motions startruck when he heard a familiar laugh.

"Reiss?" Jadon turned around and was met by the soft smile and open arms of his boyfriend.

"Surprise, Baby", was murmered into his ear after he fell into Reiss' arms.

"I'm so happy your here. All the people are being so mean. Why do they always pursue their anger onto us?"
"I wish I was here to celebrate with you, but it is what it is. I'll happily comfort you for whatever reason. Screw all the hateful people. They're just a bunch of scared assholes hiding behind a screen. They're just jealous, cause they could never achieve what you did. You are Jadon Malik Sancho and that is something to be proud of."

Tears were shimmering in Jadon's eyes, but this time from pure hapiness. Reiss Always knew what to say to make him feel better. He knew him better than Jadon knew himself and once you find that person you never want to let go of them and you never should.