jude had invited you over to italy to watch the game, and you were absolutely heartbroken when they lost. he had been the stand out player in the england team, and you hated seeing him lose when he had worked so hard for the full ninety minutes. after the match you went down to the tunnel, so you could wait outside the changing rooms, ready for him to come out to meet you. jude walked out of the room, a small pout on his lips. you didn't say anything, but open your arms, wrapping him in a warm embrace. you felt him lean against you, his head resting against your shoulder. "you played so well, baby," you whispered in his ear, rubbing his back. you knew that that probably wasn't what he wanted to hear, but you were simply stating a fact. "thank you," jude said quietly, pulling away from you to look in your eyes. you leant up and pressed a soft kiss at the corner of his mouth. "i love you so much, jude." he pecked your lips, pulling you into another hug, needing to feel you pressed up against his body. "i love you, too."
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