Premier league imagines

Ben Chilwell

(Dad imagine)

Ben's pov:
I was picking up my son, Oscar, from school this afternoon since it was my turn.

He came out to me, but he wasn't running like he normally would be which I thought was a little strange for him.

"Hey buddy" I said, crouching down to his hight. "Did you have a good day?"

"Mhm" He said, which didn't convince me. "Can we go home? I want to see Mummy" He asked me, which I again, thought was weird since me and him would normally go to the park and play with the football for an hour or so.

"Yeah of course we can" I said, holding his hand as we walked to my car.

We didn't talk to each other the whole way home, but I was watching him the entire time and I knew something was bothering him, but he obviously wanted to talk to Y/n about it.

Once we got home I unlocked the door for him and he started taking his shoes off.

Y/n pov:
"We're home" I heard Ben call from the front door. I turned the stove I was cooking on off and went into the hall way.

"Hey" I said as I leant on the kitchen door frame. "Why are you back so early?" I asked, knowing they normally went to the park for an hour.

"Oscar wanted you, so we came home straight away" Ben said as Oscar ran up to me and hugged my legs.

"Hey honey, are you okay?" I asked him as he never wanted to come home straight away. He didn't say anything, so I picked him up and took him in the kitchen with me.

"I don't want to talk about it" He said as he sat at the dining table.

"Well, if you want to talk to me you can" I told him with a smile as I went back to my cooking.

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It was close to Oscars bed time and we were all watching Tv together. He was sat on Ben's lap while I was sat at the other end of the sofa.

He was still acting off, but I didn't want to ask him about it because he would talk to me if he wanted to.

"Hey what's up Osc" I heard Ben say, making me look over to see Oscar in tears.

"Hey baby what's up" I said, my heart breaking when I saw him crying like this.

"You know my friend Tim?" He said, wiping his eyes, still sat on Ben's lap. We both nodded and he continued. "His Mummy and Daddy are getting unmarried" He said, not knowing what a divorce was.

"Does that worry you, sweetie?" I asked him, stroking his hand.

"Yeah because I don't want you and Daddy to get unmarried" He said, his blue eyes filling with tears again.

"Awww Osc, I can promise you that's not going to happen, me and your Mummy both love each other very much and we love you just as much" Ben said, which got him to stop crying.

"Do you both promise?" He asked us, looking at us with hope in his eyes.

"We promise" I said smiling at Ben, him doing the same. We both gave each other a kiss on the lips.

"Ewwww" He said giggling. "Kiss again kiss again!" He said, us kissing each other again.

"Ewwww" He said again with a cute giggle.

"I think it's someone's bedtime" Ben said picking Oscar up from his lap.

"Do you want us to read you a story?" I asked him, to which I knew he would.

"Yes please" He said as Ben walked with him up the stairs, me following behind them.

A/n
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