RED-EMPTION

Those words... those three little, yet huge words! ...And the way he said them! ...Good goddess, it always managed to make him feel *weak*. Melting in his embrace like ice cream in a hot summer day. He grinned, a look of pure bliss in his eyes. That's how Tom made him feel, like the rest of the world disappeared behind their closed door. All that mattered to him the most, his whole world, it was right there... and standing within his reach!
            He watched as Tom left the room, and he kept on looking idly towards the direction where he disappeared to— instantly brightening up again when he returned. He picked up the bottle and poured them both their drinks, purposefully holding over Tom's hand while he did— casting a glance his way and smiling like a fool... "I'm sure it's great, babe." he reassured, clinking their glasses together carefully, before he took a sip— humming his approval as soon as he tasted it. It was really, really good! "Perfect," he whispered, locking his eyes with his— although he wasn't only talking about the drink...
            
            
            // HAHAHAAH INDEED !!!!! IT'S SOOOOOO GOOD !!!!!! <33333 (':

    the midfielder had totally intended on moving and getting those glasses,  but the touch to the hem of his shirt and the way jon's arms seemed to wrap around him totally distracted him.  his hands held jon's face,  admiring his smile and letting him come in closer whilst tom's arms went around his neck.  "i love you,"  he repeated after their kiss,  slightly hypnotised but present enough to finally shift back and carefully make his way over to get them both a glass.  he put some ice in before bringing them in front of jon and standing close,  for the goalkeeper to pour them both a drink.  "no idea how it tastes,  so...  hopefully it's a good one!  it's supposed to be a fancy one."  
            
            /   @-NEVERALONE    FRRR he's so great.  the heart of that show tbh i adore him.  neeed to rewatch it again goddd i forgot how much i loved it HAHAHA all the tropes we love!!!!! 

"One day," he repeated after him, as a promise of his own in return. Then tried to bring him closer— if that was even possible— by tugging at the hem of his shirt, carefully. Jon wrapped his arms around his waist, locking his eyes with his partner's. A soft smile settling on his lips, as he leaned forward to rest his forehead against his. "Great," he answered, but he playfully kept on holding him, not wanting to let go just yet. He missed him, all right? They had very little time to do this while they were playing at the World Cup. "I love you," and after a peck to his lips, he finally let him go.
            
            
            // HAHAAHAH CROWLEY IS JUST SOOO <3333
            first episode, he's blasting Queen !!!!!! I couldn't have found a favourite character any quicker... AAHAHHAAHH
            the show is sooo refreshing, Azi and Crowley were so well written, what a great show. I'm already rewatching it all, bc I got obsessed with them (': HAAHAAHH
            OOHH, SAME, MY FRIEND....... SAME...... HAAHAAAHHAA

When Tom insisted, *again*, well... he would've insisted back if it was anyone else. Tom, however, could have things his way and Jon wouldn't argue it. It was far different from the way he was with everyone else. If people showed to be stubborn, he was even more stubborn than they were. He would 'win' the argument, full stop. It doesn't matter if it was something as silly as who went through the door first. Jon would be charming and 'unbearable' (in a playful way, of course) till they gave up. He was a people pleaser, underneath that 'bad boy' leather jacket and attitude, after all. That had always been his problem— the way he went from something small and irrelevant, as far as to sacrifice himself and his happiness for everyone... as long as it made *them* happy. It just feels like Tom knows that. He argues back and Jon doesn't find in himself the strength to deny him anything. The one person he wants to 'please' the most, yet, Tom doesn't allow him to! He can't pay the bills, he can't carry the bags, he can't do anything! He can't even call a doctor to tend for his wounds! ...It was a wound, though, so he ignored him and did it anyway. But his point still stands!
            Walking after the bodyguard, he openly watched him. Tom was looking at their surroundings, so it was safe for him to be as shameless about it as he wanted! He seemed to glow in silver under the soft moonlight. His shoulders, his hair... "Beautiful indeed." ...his face! Oh-my-goddess, did he catch him staring?! Jon hurried to look busy, but there was nothing there to serve him as excuse! Shit, shit, shit!

   the bodyguard didn't know what he had until he lost it and,  even when they were separated,  it felt like he continued to orbit around the musician anyway.  he admired him,  adored him,  wanted to protect him,  and none of it was just in a professional sense like he'd once tried to convince himself it was.  he walked through the door and let jon lead the way,  insisting that he'd carry the bags for them on their way to wherever the hell they were going.  for a man that was so big on security,  tom didn't ask a single question—  he would follow jon anywhere,  it seemed.  
              "yeah."  he nodded his head after it was explained to him,  because it was a nice setting and a great idea and he was trying to make mental notes.  jon's idea of comfort was a peaceful setting with indulgent food late at night.  he knew these things about the musician already,  of course,  but it was good to really memorise and understand him.  it was nice to see he hadn't suddenly changed.  once they got up to the rooftop,  tom took a sweeping look around and smiled to himself.  it was beautiful,  with distant sounds,  and he couldn't believe he'd never thought of this sort of thing before.  "it's beautiful up here."  
            
            /   @-NEVERALONE 

He could feel it. Tom's eyes on him. It was a weird thing, that sixth sense. Even if he couldn't know for sure, unless he looked back at him, he knew it. And he avoided every reflection, from any surface, fighting with all he had in him. Because this way he could tell himself he was imagining things... if he *confirmed* it, it would feel like another stab into his heart. And he didn't know if he could take it...
            Jon opened the door for them to leave, holding it for Tom to walk through it first, then offered out to help him carry the stuff he bought once they were outside of the establishment.
            He sent him a small and fleeting smile— just a mere curve of his lips—, before he started to lead them to their 'safe place'. The musician was overthinking everything that happened back in the shop. The way they seemed to look at each other when one didn't seem to be paying attention. He also thought back of the Valentine's Day... but he didn't let the memory linger.
            Once in front of the building and after a short conversation with Marie, he led Tom inside. "We're going up to the rooftop, all right?" he realized he had been far too absorbed in his own thoughts that he had forgotten to let him know... hopefully, he didn't mind the choice.

    "that is very sweet of you,"  he held him tightly in return—  this was sort of the only real contact he ever had,  and he craved it when he had to work.  he craved everything about jon at all times,  to be honest,  and he was admittedly a very silly angel.  
              "i bet i would love all of them,  darling.  what kinds of ideas did you have?  tell me everything!!"  
            
            /   @-NEVERALONE 

"You're welcome," he returned the smile. A feather touch of his fingers to the angel's cheek; withdrawing his hand when Tom brought him in for a hug. The demon hugged him back, *tight*. His face hiding in the crook of his neck as he closed his eyes— just allowing himself to cherish the moment. "Things aren't the same down here without you..." he confessed quietly, brushing his fingers through his hair, before moving his head back just enough to look into his gorgeous eyes.
            Ah, those eyes! ...Damn him.
            "No, it's okay... it gave me time to think of all the places I want to take you next," he smiled, sounding more mischievous, now— meaning, slowly acting back like himself! "New places I've just found out, too! ...All I could think of is how much you'd love them..." while hoping that he was all right...

  it's a big moral debate,  and tom had worried about it hundreds of times before.  so he understood,  and it was sweet to see how jon thought about things in his job.  despite all their differences,  they both really cared about humanity and the good they could do,  and it hurt to see them choose evil. 
              "thank you,"  he replied,  flattered,  a shy smile on his face,  staying there despite the tired comment.  he didn't mind that,  it was  *true*,  and it meant jon was looking.  which...  made him feel a little flustered.  the quiet honest made the angel tilt his head and then,  being mindful of the lizard in his pocket,  brought jon in for a hug.  "i missed you too.  i'm sorry,  i shouldn't have just disappeared."  
            
            /   @-NEVERALONE 

   he  *was*,  obviously,  getting those romantic influences from somewhere,  and jon was right to tease him!  he would find candles,  he would find flowers,  he'd make him his favourite meal and pour him his favourite drink.  he'd tell him how much he loved him,  reach for his hand across the dinner table—  y'know,  all the things that jon had taught him.  his romantics that thomas used to poke fun at and get all flustered around,  now he'd take those skills and use them against the goalkeeper!  it was perfect.  "you managed to get away with it,  then?  i would have settled for some kisses and just getting to fall asleep like this.  that's gift enough for me."  
            
            /   @-NEVERALONE    FR  two sides of the same coin  HAHA

He quirked an eyebrow as soon as he heard his boyfriend saying 'candles', looking at him teasingly, as if saying: 'are you getting some romantic influences from a certain someone?' --he grinned after that, shaking his head fondly to his partner. "You know I wouldn't object to the candle part," he answered jokingly, just going along with his boyfriend... although he probably would've liked that, but that shall be his secret!
            "Oh, darling. That's when I'm gonna be giving *you* all I got for yourself, too, then," he smirked; it was hard to go shopping with the lads on their trail. Even more so when you're trying to surprise your boyfriend and he's tagging along with you! ...Good goddess, he got really good at making the weirdest excuses to go on another direction 'without drawing suspicion', though...
            
            
            // HAHAHAHA indeed. wattpad wants to be seen as trendy, going with 'minimalism' as their tendency......... AHAHAHHAHA

   tom wouldn't ever forget anything!  sometimes he'd go to bed and think about something silly jon said,  and he'd end up smiling to himself like a fool—  the memories kept him going when they were apart.  he laughed to himself when jon joked with him,  looking up at him and reflecting the sweet look back to his partner.  "gonna make you dinner as soon as i get back.  gonna buy you the best wine.  might even get some candles."  he mumbled lightheartedly and,  even if the candles line was only a tease,  he  *could*  do that,  and it seemed entirely worth it to charm his partner.  "gonna give you all your gifts.  i'm gonna curate the most perfect date night ever seen before.  so you'll have to tell me when you're free."  
            
            /  @-NEVERALONE   HAHAHAHA there have been so many updates recently!!!!  difference is discord have been adding loads of stuff and it seems like wattpad just removes features HAHAHAH one is a lot more confusing than the other.. . .. . .  ....

@-NEVERALONE  /  i just caaant believe that the working class sport has been taken over by these rich careless LOSERS.  it's so SAD and i will never get over it.  seeing it in the premier league is bad enough,  but it's on a whole other level in the world cup 

// yeah, well. that could DEF be a possibility.
            but when we get to look it closer, the same ref that was on Brazil vs Norway was the one who was on England vs Argentina. that explains a lot, too.
            (and when we see he's united statesian, then it's even more alarming...)

// they didn't get punished then, they won't get punished now, sadly. like USA, they get the special fifa treatment— it means red cards, fouls and penalties work differently for them. sincerest opinion ?? boycotting the world cup could be the only answer to fifa. since money is all they think of, if there's no competition and no money, they'll be forced to rethink their shit. otherwise, yeah. every 4 years, we'll see a competition that already has its winners before it even begins. Egypt was ROBBED. Croatia too, all for CR7 benefit. they were clearly choosing who continued or not.

    jon's influence had been what turned tom into this silly romantic,  he can't ever remember being this bad before.  or,  maybe,  it was just the fact that he'd never really been in love before jon.  "they're much more expensive than they used to be,  love,"  he pretended to warn him,  chest seemingly beating ten times harder than normal after all the kisses,  and he's almost speechless when he closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against his partner's.  "but if you went through that for a silly little sticker i'd have no choice but to sign it.  at least!  i'm a very lucky man."  
            
            /   @-NEVERALONE   it was a very good game to watch i think but god was it stressful.  i spent the last fifteen minutes SCARED for my LIFE!!!!  

Putting their stickers in their photo album felt very much perfect, and the sparkle in Jon's eyes probably said it all. He felt touched, constantly, with just how sweet and goddamn perfect that angel of a man is! ...He's so bloody lucky to have him in his life, and not even all the kisses that he started peppering all over Tom's face were enough to express the way he felt! ...That didn't stop him from kissing his face like a mad man, though— chuckling afterwards, before moving a hand to the back of Tom's head and look deeply into his eyes. "You're perfect," he said, finishing it with a soft peck to his lips. "And so must be your sticker, because there's no way it could go wrong when you're so damn divine," he grinned, resting his forehead against his. "I'm gonna buy packs and packs of these stickers until I get to have yours. I won't be giving up before then!"
            
            
            // OMGGG, THAT'S PERFECT <33333 I wish I had watched it, ugh :'(

   tom knew jon was destined for so much more,  from the very first day he met him.  he remembered seeing him on that training pitch,  not only slightly stunned by how....  handsome he was.  but also surprised by how humble he was,  and how much he'd fought to play that first game.  the midfielder admired the pretty smile on his partner's face,  another realisation as to how damn  *lucky*  he was to have this silly goalkeeper,  and was too busy brushing his finger gently over the details of jon's face to give an immediate reply.  "hm.  i'd feel very spoiled.  buuuuutttt i could stick it in our photo album.  it's definitely worth remembering!"  he truly was incredibly proud of him,  in a way that gets him stupidly emotional.  of course jon would struggle along the way,  he'd doubt himself and make mistakes and worry too much,  but he'd always make it out the other side.  he'd always try his best,  and tom beamed at him with pure emotion.  "nah,  mine is nowhere near as badass as yours.  it's upsetting."  
            
            /   @-NEVERALONE   GOD IT WAS SO STRESSFUL!!!!!  i will hc it as a thomathan masterclass bc our best players were the gk and the midfielder.... what a coincidence 

   "they were great times for some of us,"  tom knew what a bad manager could do to a team,  with people not getting along and punished under a leader all resulting in a suffering game style.  so,  sure,  maybe he's sad for jon in terms of being his boyfriend and loving football as a whole—  but the manchester united half of him cheered at their suffering.  
              "oh,  really?  i'll believe it when i see it."  he shook his head,  disagreeing inherently at the pure idea of liverpool's success!  but the nudging of his shoulder!  it weakened him!  he laughed suddenly,  hoping it seemed casual and totally normal and not the laugh inspired through pure love and obsession with his boyfriend.  because,  rival or not,  he  *adored*  him so inexplicably.  
            
            /   @-NEVERALONE 

"We've been through dark times..." he answered with humour, although Slot times brought him only desperation. The family-bond shared by all players under Klopp was very much shattered under his management, and all that was left behind was rivalry within the own team. No club would've survived that intact, but they weren't just any club. They're Liverpool. And in the following season, they'll pick themselves up and do better. He believed in themselves! "Don't act like you don't know what that's like just due your last season. We weren't at competition level. Get ready, for that's about to change! Mwahaha," he rubbed his hands together as he laughed like Scooby-Doo villain, nudging his shoulder with his own playfully.
            Now... he knew he only did that for he was dying to have some sort of contact between them. But, c'mon— he had been very clever now, right? That was totally the inconspicuous kind of move they were 'allowed' to have, RIGHT?

   who knows what could happen!  all tom knows is that he'll get those hugs and kisses when they were alone,  that's for damn sure.  nobody had to know about any of that!  and thomas was very smug,  as per usual.  
              "red devils,  sure.  you should know that by now,  seeing as we've beaten you enough times since that bastard game."  club banter was easy,  and they always seemed to dissolve into that.  the rest of the england squad would roll their eyes at them,  sometimes poke fun at them,  but it was typical!  
            
            /   @-NEVERALONE 

   he chuckled at the kisses and the reply,  feeling perfectly surrounded by his partner that he couldn't be happier!  "i'm gonna have to go out without you."  he shook his head,  bringing his hand up to grab jon's chin and nudge him closer to press a kiss to his lips after all those to his face.  "you'd ruin the surprises!  but... i can't really turn down the idea of going out with you by my side."  
            
            /   @-NEVERALONE 

Oh, that voice. That honey-like, all-drives-him-crazy, velvety voice. He talked like an angel, really! And got Jon melting for him, instantly..! The keeper pressed 'lazy', but adoring kisses all over his partner's face; suddenly, all he wants is to be the silliest person there is out there! ...Just to get to hear him saying the words to him, just like that, *again*!
            "Ha. Yeah. Kinda counterintuitive... to have some alone time in the middle of a bunch of other people, but..." he sighed and smiled to his partner. "It'll be worth it. But, no— I won't look away. You know how curious I am! I can't help it—!"
            
            
            // HAHAHA IT DEF WILL !!! ;p

   "don't be silly,"  his voice is overflowing with fondness,  gentle and warm in a way that only jon could coax out of him,  and perhaps a part of that was down to how comfortable and relaxed he was with the goalkeeper's fingers in his hair.  he leaned into the touch,  hands moving back and forth from jon's back to his waist to his hips,  then repeat.  "i hope so.  i wish we could sneak out on our own,  but we might have to drag a few others with us.  as a genius disguise.  then we can shop all we want.  you'd have to look away when i'm buying you stuff,  though."  
            
            /   @-NEVERALONE   EXACTLYY  theyre gonna get so humbled.  it'll be a good watch HAHAHAH 

  "exactly.  you'd be prepared for anything."  he knew that'd be more helpful,  and they'd be able to practice all sorts of things!  and they'd be able to eat afterwards,  laugh about things,  give pointers!  it'd be nice,  and tom could take the totally innocent opportunity to tell the goalkeeper how excellent he was.  "if there's anything else i can do,  let me know.  this should be an exciting time!  you're gonna be great!  and much more gorgeous when that kit you wear has a different badge on it.  out in that american sun.  plenty to look forward to."  
            
            /   @-NEVERALONE 

Well... that was mostly due his experiences when he was a kid. Again, everything seemed to come back to it, one way or another. With his mother out, working, and not really wanting to get in the way of his uncle unless it was absolutely necessary, he grew up being a man of action and problem-solving —he talked *after* he figured his shit out, and tried everything in his power to fix things on his own, first. It was with his boyfriend that he was slowly learning to reach out for help. Commenting about his fears and struggles was always somewhat difficult for him still, though. "That sounds... perfect. Yous make an unpredictable team," he grinned; of course, saying that in a positive way. For a keeper, that was important, in matters of training. "Thanks, love. I appreciate that."

   tom learned his lesson with all this time spent with his partner!  the midfielder always liked a little period to complain and be comforted before he made efforts to improve,  but jon skipped the middle man!  the encouragement came after!  "i do count on you,"  he raised a brow as if jon should know that,  albeit teasingly,  and smiled into their kiss.  quick to lean back in for another before he could get too far away.  "of course.  we'll spend some more time training at yours,  then,  yeah?  just let me know what you need help with.  and if we need extra people we could always invite our sisters."  
            
            /   @-NEVERALONE 

   it was always nice to give the affection back when jon was always the one that liked to press a large amount of kisses to his face.  that was probably his signature move,  and tom didn't mind stealing it every now and then.  when jon put his phone away and spoke so sweetly,  tom laughed and shifted to sit properly in his lap and wrap his arms around his shoulders.  "i'll always wait for you.  whether it's to laugh in your face or...  cry in your direction."  he teased,  leaning against him to just sit there and hug him for a bit.  it'd been a busy day,  after all!  and it was important to ramp down from all that intense rivalry and remind each other that they didn't actually hate each other as much as the media thought they did.  or something like that.  
            
            /   @-NEVERALONE   ...  <333 

He felt goosebumps and grinned like the silly man in love that he is upon receiving those kisses, pressing a few on his boyfriend's head. After he finished placing their order and paying it, he stuffed his phone back in his pocket and dedicated all of his attention back to him. "The best part after a derby... is that it doesn't matter if we win, or lose, I'll always come back to you. And if it's like today's case, you always make everything feel better... thanks, love."
            
            
            // <333333 hahaha

   tom,  like always,  lets himself be pulled closer,  sat half over jon's lap as the arm goes around his shoulders.  he was happy to play the part of the silly romance movie,  not bothering to look at the phone and instead pressing a few kisses to jon's neck.  "you will.  promise."  he lifted his head to leave kisses along his jawline,  finally then looking up at the goalkeeper.  his favourite place to look,  and he was always quick to say it.  the smile on his face was sentimental and sweet,  like they were reflecting these heart eyes back and forth between themselves.  
            
            /   @-NEVERALONE    daaaamn  </333  okay fiine