nineteen

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thursday nights were now spent at martin's house for cuddles and movie nights, although most of the movies weren't watched.

same goes for tonight. the couple laid on the sofa with a movie on in the background which they weren't watching. they just spoke about everything and anything.

moura laid her head on martin's chest which was now her favourite place ever. she could use him as a hot water bottle and hear his heart beat get faster every time she looked up to him.

it's fair to say martin was a simp for moura. although they hadn't officially stated what their relationship was, they both knew well enough that they weren't interested in anyone else.

moura laid in peace with her eyes drifting off, whilst martin laid their as calm as he could, but was arguing with his own mind.

he had been tasked by some of the boys for moura's help with something, but he was too afraid to ask her.

bukayo recently started seeing a new girl and really liked her, however, him and the rest of the arsenal squad are terrible with girls so he wanted moura's help to see what this girls intentions really were. 

it was straight forward but martin was too shy to ask the favour from the girl because he didn't know how she would react.

moura noticed his heart beating faster and how he would avoid eye contact with her and pretend to watch the movie.

she pulled away from his grasp and sat up to face him but he still wouldn't look at her.

martin didn't even notice moura was looking at him. he was just going over and over in his head what to ask her.

"what's wrong?" moura said breaking the silence in the room and making martin whip his head around.

martin had to ask her now.

"don't be mad." martin said, the best way to make the girl worry.

"what have you done..." moura said as martin pushed himself up to sit straight.

"i set you up on a girl date." martin said mentally cursing himself for the way that sounded out loud.

moura stared at the man, unsure of what to say.

"what." she said emotionless.

martin sighed trying to figure out how he could clarify so that moura would be on board with the plan.

"bukayo wants to date this girl, and he doesn't know if she's interested or not. we need you to pretend to be her friend and get us information." martin said unable to make eye contact with the girl and scratching the back of his neck.

moura was speechless. all she could think was how dumb these boys were.

silence struck the room until historical laughter was heard.

martin confusingly turned to face moura who was clenching her stomach with laughter. 

"what..." martin asked, confused and scared to why she was laughing so much.

"i swear you lot collectively share one brain cell." moura said in between laughter.

martin raised his eyebrows. she did have a point. the plan was so stupid but it was the only thing they could think to do. 

"so is that a yes..." martin asked.

moura was still in a laughing fit but nodded to which martin quickly reached for his phone out his pocket.




GUNNERS

martin
moura's in

bukayo
good
tell her i'll buy her a backstreet boys cd or smth

martin
no you guys owe me
she won't stop laughing at me

ramsdale
haha

martin
it's not funny
you interrupted our cuddling thursdays

white
oh my god you did not just say that

ramsdale
she's got him boys

xhaka
we've lost him

white
he's officially simping

martin
shut up

bukayo
guys stop this is serious
so what's the plan

martin
i thought you sorted it
i'm already in the doghouse for asking her so you can make the plans

bukayo
she's does a gym class every tuesday afternoon
you need to get moura to go and befriend her

martin
you're kidding
moura will not go to a gym

bukayo
martin you said you'd help!

martin
😑
i can try but she's probably going to kill me

bukayo
bribe her

martin
WITH WHAT

bukayo
idk make smth up
gtg thank youuuuu

martin
i stg this guy😑

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