Sharing You

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You weren't the biggest fan of football, but you loved watching Dominik play. However, after a couple of months of dating you had to come to terms with the fact that you weren't the only girl with eyes on him.

"Dominik, Csodálatos voltál!" (Dominik, you were amazing!)

Girls would come up to him in the street, asking for pictures. Pictures with their arms around your man, kissing his cheeks.

"Olyan régóta néztem, ahogy focizik. Te vagy a kedvenc játékosom." (I've watched you play fotboll for so long. You are my favorite player.)

Dominik would never say no to signing autographs for his fans. It was a blessing and a curse.

"Köszönöm édesem. Ez sokat jelent nekem. (Thank you sweetheart. That means alot to me.)

It was during your first time in Hungary, Dominik's home country, that you realized that the fans here had no mercy idolizing your boyfriend. Especially the girls who basically pushed you aside to get to him, not even considering or respecting the fact that he had a girlfriend.

"You okay, you seem so quiet?"

It was past dinner time. Dominik's parents had invited you to their home, excited to finally meet you. Of course, there was the slight shock seeing as you were black and not white, something you had expected upon arrival. Dominik however, was eager to show you off, telling his parents how hard you had worked to study and become a nurse. His mother was a retired nurse herself so the two of you got along well despite the slight language barrier. Although dinner was great, Dominik could tell that your mood wasn't all that cheerful when it was time to go to bed.

"That girl...." You said.

Dominik let out a sigh, already suspecting what events of the day you were reffering to. "What girl? There was alot of them." He said.

"You know who I'm talking about." You were sitting on the edge of the bed, with Dominik already laying down, tucked in and ready to turn off the lights.

"That girl you let kiss you on the mouth."

"Y/N, she didn't kiss me on the mouth."

"Yes she did Dominik, I was there remember? I saw it with my own eyes."

"Okay, she slipped me a kiss. So what? You know how some fans can get." He said, trying to justify a behavior that clearly hurt your feelings.

"You could have said no." You muttered. "Or pushed her off of you."

"Y/N." He sat up in bed, running a hand down his tired face. "You know I couldn't have done that. Those girls are some of my biggest fans."

"I am your biggest fan Dominik. Me, your girlfriend." You turned to him with tears in your eyes.

"Y/N?"

He wasn't much for arguing. You wouldn't count this as your first fight, since most dilemmas evolving you and Dominik would always end in tears for you, whilst Dominik stayed true to being the calm and rational one in the relationship.

"Come here." He said, pulling you to lay down with him in bed. You did so willingly, your head resting upon his naked torso.

"What's this really about?" He asked, stroking your hair.

"I dunno." You muttered. "I guess I'm just tired of sharing you with the world."

This had been your biggest fear stepping into this relationship and it had finally come true. The fact that being with Dominik required alot of demands, whilst Dominik being with you required zero demands. You didn't know how to feel about that. Dominik had warned you about it a long time ago, saying it wouldn't be easy, but that it would be worth it. The question you had been asking yourself lately was just that: Was it forth it anymore?

"Are you tired of being with me?" He asked. Just the fragile tone of his voice broke your heart. "No. Never." You shook your head, sitting up in bed.

Dominik looked to you with big eyes, his hand stretching towards your face, thumb rubbing your cheek. "I love you. Have I ever told you that?"

You nodded.

"Yes?"

"Yes." You chuckled. "Evetytime I doubt that you do."

"It's become often lately, hasn't?" His eyes faltered towards the pattern of the sheets in his boyhood bedroom.

"It has and I'm sorry. You don't deserve to...."

"No, Y/N." He raised his head, hand cupping your chin. His plump lips pouted towards your own. "You don't deserve to feel in doubt when it comes to my love for you. As of now I shall remind you each and everyday that meeting you was love at first sight. I fell in love with you the second you introduced yourself in Sami's apartment that night. The second you said your name I desperately tried embedding it in my brain. However, your face and your beauty was already embedded in my heart."

You batted your eyes at him, baffled by his stoic words. Then you snorted. "Are you done?"

He grinned. "Yes, I'm done playing Shakespeare. Can we have sex now?"

"Please." You giggled.

Dominik rolled you over to lay on your back, adjusting your thighs to wrap around his waist.

"Your parents?" You whispered.

"Just don't scream when I make you come."

"Wow, what a gentleman."

"What?" He laughed. "You've got a better idea?"

"Yes, because I remember you being the loud one."

"Is that so?"

"Yes. Now shut up and let me sit on your face."

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