The Setbacks (Kylian Mbappé x Reader)

To the future

The next day, we woke up to a cloudy morning, a bit cold, but his body was pressed against mine from behind, so it didn't matter, his warmth felt comforting, like home. Time felt still and I didn't want anything to change.

"Good morning, beautiful," Kylian said with his raspy voice.

"Hey," I replied and kissed him.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

"Never let me have a drinking contest with Ney," I mentioned.

He laughed and said, "I told you not to."

"I know," I replied, "next time just knock the drink out of my hand."

"Alright," he agreed, "but you can't get mad."

"I make no promises," I giggled.

We stayed in bed for a while reflecting on the events of the previous night, laughing about the things that happened and he gave a detailed account of how he scored his goal. It was the cutest thing.

"So, what time your flight?" I asked.

"It's at 8:00 pm (20:00)," he answered.

"I wish you could stay longer," I whispered.

He placed his hand on my cheek and replied, "then come back with me."

By this point, I hadn't told him about the call from Maria. I knew he would want me back that second, but I needed to show him something first.

"Not yet," I responded.

He looked sad but didn't say anything. I could tell he was trying his best to respect my feelings and I appreciate it him for it. I had to show him.

"Let's get up," I said, "I have something I wanna show you."

"Alright," he agreed.

We got up, had a quick shower and a nice breakfast, this time successfully made by Kylian.

"Have you been practicing?" I asked smiling.

"Maybe," he smiled, "I had to redeem myself from that burning breakfast incidence."

"You did amazing," I said, "now I'll want breakfasts everyday."

He looked at me blank processing the moment and commented, "I didn't think this through."

I laughed and said, "alright, let's go, they are waiting."

"They who?" He asked.

"Don't ask questions," I said, "just trust me."

"Is this how you kidnap me?" He asked getting up from his chair.

I paused and said, "maybe."

"I knew," he said, "but I accept, just tell my family I love them."

I laughed and pushed him to the door, "let's go!"

We went downstairs and made our way to my mom's gallery. We got out of the car and ran straight inside before anyone spotted Kylian.

"You're here!" My aunt yelled.

"Of course I am," I said as she walked closer, "aunt Rose, this is Kylian."

"Uhh, the footballer boyfriend," she said, " very nice meet you, your picture are up, would you like to see it?"

"Nice to meet you too," he said, "and yes please."

He went over and my aunt asked, "have you spoke to your dad?"

"Yes, and we are great," I answered.

"Really?" She asked.