Bellingham Imagines

Jude Bellingham - I just wanna be a part of your Family

warnings: mention of family issues

growing up, you never had the privilege of having a big or happy family, it was something you didn't know.
celebrating things together like christmas? you never did that. and it was never a problem, because you didn't know it existed like that.

the tragedy of losing your mom through cancer when you were very young was what changed the whole family - your grandparents didn't call your dad anymore, your dad didn't call your grandparents anymore; places you loved to visit because it reminded you of your mom, where the places your dad didn't want to visit because it also reminded him of your mom.

turning 18 was scary, it felt like you were free. but free from what? you were never unloved, you knew that. but you never got to experience the kind of love and happiness that comes from spending time with your family.

although that changed drastically when you met jube, you felt loved like you never did before. jude and his family knew about your situation so he wanted you to meet them as soon as possible. and the day you did meet them, was maybe even the best day of your life. the moment you walked through the front door of the bellingham household, you felt a kind of feeling you didn't know how to describe, you didn't know this feeling yet.

"it smells so nice in here, it's really cozy, jude." you said softly, turning around in the big foyer with big eyes.

"do you like it?" jude asked you softly, putting an arm around your shoulder.

"i- yeah, it feels nice." you answered, still too overwhelmed with all the emotions inside of you.

you heard so many different sounds; clattering of plates, running water, burning wood from the fire place, light music from the living room. and voices, three different voices in one house. you couldn't believe your own ears.

"come on, love. let's say hi, yeah?" jude interrupted your thoughts as he slowly guided you to the kitchen.

in the kitchen you walked into assumed to be jube's mum, denise, you've obviously heard about her, jude told you about his family all the time.

"mum, that's (y/n)." you heard jude say from beside you, his arm still wrapped around your shoulder, giving you a feeling of safety.

"oh! (y/n), darling, it's so so nice to meet you, sweetheart." denise said, coming towards you and wrapping her arms around you tightly, making jude let go of you.

it took you a few seconds to comprehend but you hugged her back tightly, maybe tighter that you needed to.

"it's really nice to meet you, mrs. bellingham." you answered quietly, not trusting your voice entirely.

"please, call me denise, sweetie." she interrupted you, letting you go again to return to the stove which had something boiling on it.

"dinner is almost ready, you two can go and greet the boys and call them to the table, please." denise called out from behind the counter to which you nodded your head, looking up to meet your favorite pair of eyes.

"come on, baby." you heard from jude.

walking into the living room of the cozy house you were in, you saw two figures sitting in the couch, a football game on the tv.

"guys, hey, meet (y/n), please. love, this is jobe and my dad." jude interrupted the silence, introducing you to the two strangers in front of you, their heads snapping in the direction of his voice, immediately getting up.

"(y/n)! it's amazing to finally put on a face to the girl we've heard so much about!" jude's dad said, giving you a hug, similar to denise.

"i'm mark." you heard him speak up again.

"dad, let me meet her too!" a voice spoke up from behind mark's back, turning out to be jobe.

"hi, (y/n), glad to meet you. i've been waiting for someone i can make fun of jude with." he said chuckling, wrapping you in a hug immediately.

"it's so nice to meet you both." you answered, it was the only thing you could say at this moment, you probably just received the most hugs from a family than you ever did.

"come on, let's eat." denise's voice erupted from the dining room, placing the last tray of food on the big table in the middle of the big room.

as you all ate the cooked food, you found yourself in plenty of conversations, jokes and laughter, feeling the occasional hand of your boyfriend grazing your thigh to let you know he's there.

further into the night, after some amazing dessert and a few games, you decided to head home again.

"¡ don't want to keep you up too long, i think i'm going to go now, it's getting really late." you spoke up, getting up from your sitting position on the table. but as you did that, you looked into a round full of confused eyes.

"i thought you were staying the night, sweetie." denise said, getting up to stand next to you, placing a hand on your shoulder. "i gave jude some extra bedding, you can stay, you're always welcome here, my love."

"yeah, we can grab breakfast together tomorrow." jobe said, his eyes following his older brother who also stood up now.

"¡ really don't want to cause any trouble, you've already did so much today." you said quietly, probably almost inaudible, preventing your voice from cracking.

"oh nonsense, (y/n), you're part of the family, you can stay whenever you want, as long as you want." mark interrupted your little discussion.

and that was the cracking point for you. you couldn't prevent the tears from falling, erupting into sobs when you felt the familiar pair of arms wrap around you, soothing you.

"don't cry, baby. it's okay, you've got us now, we're not going anywhere." jude whispered into your ear, only for you to hear.

and just as you thought you completely embarrassed yourself in front of your boyfriend's family, you felt arm after arm wrap around you, squeezing you so tightly you almost couldn't breathe.

that was the moment you knew, that was the moment you found your family, the family you never had, the only family you ever wanted to be a part of.