⚽️Footballer Imagines ⚽️

Jadon Sancho

9. "Please come back to bed! I need cuddddleessss!"

It was rare the both of you got time together, wrapped up in eachothers arms. Jadon would always be on top of you, or cuddling you from behind.

You knew Jadon would have to leave soon to go to training, so you needed to get up to make him some breakfast before he left...knowing he probably wouldn't get time to eat once he did.

You tried to think of a way to get out of Jadon's tightening arms, the Englishman still in a deep sleep.

You managed to wiggle out slightly, leaving the room that was filled of soft snores by Jadon.

8:16am the clock read, and you shook your head. How could Jadon be sleeping in on his training day?

You grabbed some pancake mixture from the top shelf,nearly falling in the process.

"Ow," You muttered, burning yourself with the flames.

You continued pouring the mixture in and flipping the pancakes, then placing the breakfast on the round kitchen table.

As you went back for some toppings, you felt two arms pick you up from your waist. You squealed as Jadon spun you around.

"Well morning," You giggled.

"Morning, Baby," He muttered, his husky morning voice still evident, "I'm cold."

You rolled your eyes playfully, then your eyes fell to his bare chest, "Put a top on then."

He pouted, "Please come back to bed! I need cuddddleessss!"

You giggled at Jadon's clingy ness, but you didn't even answer because before you knew it you were back in bed, playing with his curls.

"Much better," He smiled, snuggling into you.