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Otoya thought it would be a good idea to call you at his house to work on the project but considering the current situation, he is definitely regretting it.
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"BELLINGOOLLLL"
A pillow forcefully hit his head making him almost loose his consciousness. Yeah it was definitely his fault for being greedy and not wanting to miss a football match, completely forgetting that jude bellingham was playing.
You did nothing but focus on him the entire match, squealing whenever he was on the screen, groaning when he missed shots and hollering like an idiot when he scored, basically all his actions got a reaction out of you.
"AAAHhe is SOOO cool, so fine... oh god i need him so badly". You sighed dramatically before looking at Otoya just to see the most screwed up expression on his face.
"Ew stop making that disgusting face".
The same pillow which was thrown at him earlier was now hit on your face making your back hit the bed. "Shut up y/n, we have to do our project and you are here shouting over jude".
"IT WAS YOUR IDEA TO WATCH THE MATCH"
"I DIDNT KNOW YOU WOULD ACT THIS WAY".
"OF COURSE I WOULD ITS JUDE BELLINGHAM". you shouted, trying to sit upright on the bed but failed as another pillow was thrown at your head by a very pissed otoya.
ACK!
"Bellingham this Bellingham that the entire match damn, toney's goal was better anyway".
"Heee, you are just jealous you can't play like him". You said in a teasing tone,flailing your arms in the air you couldn't help but chuckle at otoya's behavior it was funny pissing him off.
"Shut the fuck up i play better than him".
"In your dreams? Yeah sure".
"y/n you piece of shit I'll kill you". His fingers attacked your stomach the moment those words left his mouth you were ticklish and he took full advantage of it.
"AHA-ST-STOP EITA PLEASSE...I-M SORRYYYY". You managed to say in between laughing, your hands constantly tried to stop his but it was impossible.
"Nuh uh first say that I'm better than him".
"NO WA- AAH-HAA...O-OK OK you are better than jude eita now pl-pleaseee stop or else I'll d-die".
He stopped sitting on his knees besides you his hands balled in fists as he rested them against the mattress. a slight smirk on his lips as he watched you catch your breath "oh god..no way you made me say that".
"Y/n y'know". Your eyes gazed up at him humming in response signaling him to continue.
"I'm kinda turned on right now".
You looked at the boy in front of you with a serious face his stomach churning and heart almost breaking at your unamused expression and bored stare.
"Let's start with the project eita".
• Sorry if this is too short I had to write this after watching England vs belgium JUDES FIRST GOAL AT WEMBLY SO PROUD OF MY BOY.
Otoya would def be jealous of you supporting or crushing over another player
istg I'm gonna focus more on improving this fic Don't loose hope in me 😔😔☝️☝️☝️
