~standing beside you~

~standing beside you~

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Football/Soccer
Some promises are made too soon. Erling has always known what his future would look like. A successful career. A beautiful life. And, now, a wedding to Isabel, the woman everyone believes is perfect for him. Jude has always been there beside him. His best friend. His closest confidant. The person Erling trusts more than anyone. So when Erling asks Jude to be his best man, Jude says yes. Of course he does. He smiles through the engagement party. Helps choose the suits. Listens to Erling talk endlessly about the wedding. He stands beside him through every step, pretending that watching his best friend marry someone else doesn't hurt. Because Jude knows something he wishes he didn't. He's in love with Erling And Erling has no idea. But as the wedding draws closer, something begins to change. Erling starts questioning feelings he's spent years ignoring, and the friendship he's always taken for granted suddenly feels far more complicated. With one wedding approaching and two hearts quietly falling apart, Erling and Jude are forced to confront a question neither of them is ready to answer: What happens when the person standing beside you isn't the person you were supposed to fall in love with?
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"Harry, please," Erling pleaded, his tough facade completely shattering as his voice broke entirely. "Just tell me. Are they mine? Are they mine and Jude's?" Harry stared at the giant striker, watching the sheer, agonizing desperation bleeding out of him. Harry opened his mouth, closed it, and let out a long, defeated breath. "For Christ's sake," Harry muttered, throwing his hands up in surrender. "Yes. They are yours, you absolute idiot. They are yours and Jude's. Now will you shut up before Theo tries to eat another sugar packet off the floor?" Erling froze. The world around him completely stopped spinning. His jaw went slack, his breath catching entirely in his throat as the words echoed in his ears. They are yours. Yours and Jude's. Before Erling could even process a single syllable, Jobe burst out laughing, slapping his knee as he pointed a finger straight at Harry. "Are you mental?!" Jobe cackled, shaking his head in absolute disbelief. "You actually just told him! You absolute idiot, you just spilled the entire secret like you're reading off a grocery list!"

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