The Setbacks (Kylian Mbappé x Reader)

Sleepover

We headed upstairs, and I opened the door to find B, completely exhausted and sleeping on the couch, with the same clothing I saw her with this afternoon.

I signalled Kylian to be quiet, and we quietly made our way to my room.

"Stay here," I told him, "I'm just gonna take her to her room."

"Alright," he said, "I'm gonna take a shower if you don't mind."

"Go ahead," I said, "towels are in the 3rd drawer in the bathroom."

I closed my bedroom door and headed to the living where I gently attempted to wake her up, which didn't work.

"B!" I gently yelled.

"What?" She responded with her sleepy and raspy voice.

"You're sleeping on the couch," I said, "let's get you to your room. I don't want your back to hurt tomorrow."

"You're sweet," she replied, "what would I do without you?"

"I have no idea," I giggled, "let's go."

I helped her get up and gently guided her to her room. I helped her change out of her clothes and put her to bed.

"Good night, B," I whispered.

"Good night," she said, "remind me to ask you to plan my birthday party for next weekend."

"I will," I replied and closed her door.

I headed back to my room and changed into sweatpants and a tank top. Shortly after, Kylian came out of the bathroom.

He was wearing shorts, but you could tell that he didn't dry himself entirely because water drops were racing down to his shorts. They slid down, highlighting each pack he had, and I couldn't help but stare.

"Hey!" He said, "my eyes are up here."

The heat rushed to my face, flushing my cheeks with red. I was so embarrassed, and so I said, "sorry!"

He giggled and said, "it's okay; I would stare too if I were you."

I laughed and said, "someone's in a better mood."

"Yeah," he answered and sat down against the headboard next to me, "I usually just need a shower, and I'm way better than before."

"Remind me to always drag to showers when you are down," I joked.

"Noted," he said.

We stayed suspended in the silence as we gazed into each other's eyes. I know this is super cheesy, but I really can't help but admire him every chance I get, whether from the field or him right next to me.

I broke the silence and asked, "Do you wanna watch a movie?"

"Sure," he said.

So I quickly got up, got the remotes turned on the TV, and picked a random movie.

"Is this cool?" I asked.

"Yeah," he answered, "just one thing."

He got up, came up to me and said, "this."

Then he kissed me with a passion unlike no other. I couldn't resist but wrap my arms around his neck and get closer. He placed his hands on my hips, which then began to move around my lower back gently.

It felt amazing. The feeling travelled through my body, and I wanted him. I gently started pushing us to walk to the bed slowly. We got close to the bed, and I pushed him a bit enough for him to sit.

He looked at me surprised, so I sat on his lap facing him and continued to kiss him. The heat was rising, so I paused and held the bottom of my shirt to take it off.

He stopped me and said, "wait, you don't have to if you don't want to, you know that, right?"

I smiled, placed both my hands on each cheek and said, "I know, and I want you."

He held me after the words I spoke, stood up, and laid down on my bed. Then he started kissing me all around my face and especially my neck. It felt amazing.

He stopped, came face to face with me and said, "then that's what I'll give you."

My arousal levels were up; he always knew what to say. We spent the night together, and every moment of it felt incredibly passionate and made me fall harder for him.

He spent the night with me, and let me tell you, best night of sleep I've had in a while.

Friday

Friday morning, I woke up next to him. I didn't care about the gloomy weather outside or that I might not look as good; seeing him made me smile, and I could get used to this.

I picked up my phone. I then realized we had overslept because Kylian's practice started in 20 minutes, and my work in an hour!

"Kylian!" I called.

"Hmmm," he responded with his eyes still closed.

"Your practice starts in 20 minutes; I need to drop you off!" I said.

He quickly sat up, looked at his phone and said, "merde. (shit.)"

We both bolted out of bed and got dressed as soon as possible; I brushed my teeth and just put my work clothes on. We rushed out of my room and into the living room, where B was spinning her coffee.

She immediately looked at us with a smile and said, "good morning, guys."

"Hey, we are in a hurry," I said, "talk later."

"Wait, I'll come with," she said, "I'm late too."

So we all rushed into my car; B sat in the back while Kylian was in the front, and I raced my way to the practice centre. I'm not even sure how I didn't get a ticket.

We arrived, and he said, "thank you for the ride. Au revoir, B. (Bye, B.)"

"Bye!" she replied.

He kissed my cheek and quickly left. I'm glad he had a change of clothes in the locker, or else it would have been awkward.

B quickly sat in front and just looked at me with a mischievous smile.

"You aren't in a hurry to get anywhere, are you?" I asked.

"Nop!" She answered.

"I hate you," I said.

"Just drive and talk," she said, "drive and talk."

I put the pedal to the metal and began my journey home. I had to leave the car there and run to work because parking is impossible. I only told B a bit of what happened and not everything.

That was all for me. The magical moments and details just for me. Despite being yelled at by Madam Blanchet for my delay, I didn't care, I was on cloud 9, and nothing could wreck my mood.