Football imagines (Misc players)

Sweet treats (Micky van de Ven)

Creating social media content was one thing people thought was very easy to do. But it really wasn't. Trends kept changing and the algorithm was absolutely ruthless. So life as a content creator was not that easy. Also, you hated the word influencer but kept being called that.

What you could influence, or should we say who you could influence, was your boyfriend. Because you had him wrapped around your finger and he'd do anything you needed him to do for you.

"Micky!", you called while you walked around the house with your laptop in your hands. "I need your pretty face to get more likes. The last few posts didn't do well".

"Huh?"

Micky took his earphones off to listen to what you were saying while he got up from the bench where he was lifting weights...shirtless.

"Give me a second...", you said, placing your laptop on the floor and grabbing your phone to take a photo of your boyfriend. "That would get a lot of likes but it's going to my private collection. Not sorry".

"What are you doing?", laughed Micky.

"Brainstorming. I don't know what I can post next but I need you to be in the post. It gets more likes".

"Brave of you to tell me you only want me for the likes".

"I was literally drooling 10 seconds ago. I also want you for the abs".

Micky laughed and kissed your cheek before finding a towel to remove the sweat from his face.

"We could do a couples workout. People like that".

"It's not a bad idea", you nodded, adding that to your list of potential post ideas. "I could get a brand to sponsor it if I wear their clothes".

"I like it when you wear sexy workout clothes".

"I bet you do...I'm fine with you only wearing your Spurs shorts like you're doing now. But wear a t-shirt if we film this video. Only I get to see you wearing so little".

"You and my teammates", he laughed.

"Yeah...lucky boys".

At the beginning of your relationship, you were more reticent about posting about Micky. You were aware that dating him made your content more popular but you also wanted to build your own career without his help. Also, there was the worry that Micky would think you were just using him to get more popular on social media. But it was also so much fun to film content with Micky. And he joked but he didn't mind being in the posts at all.

So a week later, once you had the sponsorship you wanted, you both got ready to film the video. While you waited for him to get to the gym, you kept writing in your notebook the exact names of the clothes you had picked from the collection sent to you. You'd need to tag them on the post and people would want to know the exact model. Then you had to link the pieces on the stories you posted too...

"I wish people knew how hard you actually work", said Micky when he saw you sitting down on the floor writing.

"It's a lost battle, babe. But let's get ready for our video".

The video performed well. You had told Micky to repost it on his stories a day after it was posted and that made the brand from the sponsorship happy because it drove a lot of traffic to their website. But reading the comments made you overthink. They were mostly positive but you noticed that what people liked were your interactions with Micky. They wanted to see the real you, not the parts where it looked like you were reading from a script. Because you were actually reading from a script.

"People like us", you told Micky when you sat down next to him, still reading comments.

"I would hope they do...".