𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗔𝗡𝗬 ━━━━ ❛ can we be, can we be,
be each others company . . . ❜
━━━━ in which jude finds himself falling
for his physiotherapist, while trying to recover from an injury. as their sessions blur the line between professional and personal...
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chapter twelve !
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1ST MONTH OF RECOVERY,
ENGLAND HAD WON 6-2 to iran, and jude couldn't feel more happier for his teammates and the team overall, although he wished he was there himself.
him and vivian were attempting to clean the huge mess they had managed to make, with snacks all over the floor, wrappers surrounding the tiny room. it seemed the pair had taken the match all too seriously, but nevertheless, they had a lot of fun.
"why was this actually fun?" vivian asked jude, as she collected the wrappers and endless mess placed on the floor.
"i knew it," jude replied cheekily. "i knew you would enjoy our date."
"ha ha," vivian said sarcastically, before scoffing trying not to let out a laugh as she continued to clean up.
jude stayed sat, as there wasn't much he could do, contemplating whether he wanted to voice what he was thinking out.
"we should do this again," he said suddenly and quite quick, almost as if it was really just a mumble of words. "another date night."
however vivian was able to understand, bringing up her signature smile jude had gotten used to so much, although you could really see the effect of her smile from her eyes.
her eyes would also somehow bring up the effect of a smile, and it made her look even more beautiful than before in jude's opinion.
vivian didn't verbally say anything, but she knew she would agree straightaway. never would her past self even think on turning on a football game, yet now, she was willing to watch tons of more games,
