Jude. For fucks sake you know I'm on a date, what is it?' The call was silent for a few seconds, the only sound Erling could hear was Jude's quickened breath. 'Erling.' Jude's voice broke as he spoke. 'Jude?' The anger had left Erling's voice, replaced with genuine concern. 'I think I made a mistake. I think I've been making mistakes for weeks.' ^ Cheeky sneak peak :) - Jude Bellingham and Erling Haaland were two footballers playing for Borussia Dortmund, both desperate to convince themselves their friendship is platonic. Once they realise there is far more than friendship between them, can they admit it, to eachother or even to themselves? Fear, football and misunderstandings keep them apart, their connection pulls them back together. Slow burn romance starting in 2021, with years of plot on the way. You don't need to be into football, or even know who the players are to read, it's a story of two footballers falling in love against the odds, fighting social pressure, internalised homophobia and the media. (Haalingham fanfic, cleated rivalry/ heated rivalry vibes. All entirely fiction... as far as we know)

A LOVE STORY BETWEEN JUDE BELLINGHAM AND ERLING HAALAND ❤️❤️❤️ It all started the summer of 2020. Two hard-working players, competing to be the best they can, cross paths and nothing will ever be the same. Jude and Erling have a lot more in common then they initially assume, but as tension rises between them, so do other feelings. Feelings that neither man is familiar or even comfortable with. Jude is insistent on loathing Haaland's very existence, but how long can he keep this up for when he simultaneously fancies the pants off him? What will happen between these "teammates" in a story of rivals, undeniable connection, and...balls. Both kind.

A HAALAND X BELINGHAM fan fic They used to be inseparable. At Dortmund, Jude Bellingham and Erling Haaland were the kind of best friends who finished each other's sentences, stayed out on the training pitch long after everyone else had gone in, and knew the exact weight of each other's silences. Then the world got bigger. City called for Erling. Madrid called for Jude. The messages slowed. The distance grew teeth. And somewhere between the trophies and the noise, they learned how to treat each other like strangers. Years later, a Champions League night forces them back into the same orbit. One charged match. One logistical mistake. One shared suite overlooking the Mediterranean. Suddenly the past is standing too close, wearing the same cologne and looking at Jude like it still remembers every version of him. What follows is not a reunion. It's a slow, aching reckoning. Across rival pitches, late-night calls, and the quiet spaces they keep stealing back from their impossible lives, Jude and Erling begin to realise that some friendships don't die. They just wait - sharp and unfinished --until someone is brave enough to stop pretending the missing never happened. A story about old loyalty, new want, and the dangerous gravity of the one person who still feels like home. #worldcup #yaoi #haaland #jude #earling #fifa #fanfic

The last thing Jude Bellingham wanted at the 26' World Cup was to meet Erling Haaland again. Forced to share the same hotel, the two exes who secretly dated during their Dortmund days are thrown back into each other's lives after years of silence. Meanwhile, Isabel Haugseng Johansen thought a trip to Florida for the match would be the perfect distraction from the high stakes stress of the '26 World Cup. When a sudden ticket opening leads her to invite Ashlyn Castro, the gorgeous girlfriend of her boyfriend's teammate, she thinks she's just making a glamorous new friend. Spending time away from the drama of the tournament brings them closer than they ever anticipated, transforming a casual girls' trip into a whirlwind of forbidden feelings. Avoiding each other should be easy... but falling in love again will be hard to stop. (Please keep in note that this is a FANFIC. I respect everyone and their partners in this story.)

"I'm sorry that we kicked you out of the World Cup." "You're sorry?", Erling said, searching for Jude and he was taken aback for a second before he nodded. Erling nodded in approval. "Let me fuck your mouth, then. Make up for it." Erling sat, legs spread, and tugged Jude down between them. Jude Bellingham x Erling Håaland Just some One Shots about Hallingham because recently I've become obsessed with them. Not impersonating. Smut and AU's are included, if you don't wanna read it, don't. No AI, everything is my own. Check tags for everything else.