Footballer Oneshots

James Maddison ~ Leicester City #2

"Gameday!" James shouted near enough as soon as he woke up which lead to you hitting him. You said that it was by accident but it was on purpose. Who would decide to shout that early in the morning? You glanced at the clock and groaned wanting to hit James again at how early it was but decided against it.

"Happy Valentine's Day!" James said rolling over to face you. His hair was a mess on the top of his head but he looked better first thing in the morning. Or that's what you thought. You moved your hand and began to run it through his hair. It was soft and fluffy just how you liked it. You hated when he puts products in it. Given it's not very often that he does so he still does. You then looked into his eyes. The eyes you love so much. You couldn't wait to have kids with him hoping that they look more him. They would be perfect and you could imagine life with kids and him. Not yet but sometime in the near future. They would be the biggest supporters of whatever team James plays for and will be his number one fans wanting to be just like him. If you have boys anyway. The girl would want to be a female football player changing the way that people view female football. She will be stubborn and stand up for what she believes in just like you do. James says that you can be too stubborn but it helps quite often.

"Happy Valentine's Day!" You whispered not quite awake enough to talk loudly yet. James smiled at you brightly before placing his lips against yours. It was only a quick peck since neither of you had brushed your teeth yet this morning yet somehow that little peck woke you up a little bit more but you still wanted to stay in bed and go back to sleep.

"Let's go get breakfast," James said getting out of bed. How he could get straight out of bed as soon as he just wakes up you will never know. You shook your head not wanting to get out of bed. All you wanted was to stay in bed for a bit longer. James wasn't having it apparently though he picked you up placing you comfortably, or as comfortably as he could, and carried you downstairs. Your face was near enough next to his ass but you couldn't help but laugh. What a sight for this early in the morning. What else could you want? When you got into the kitchen James reluctantly let you down before moving around the kitchen.

"What's for breakfast?" You asked. James had said about so you're guessing he had a plan. He better has a plan for breakfast. He can't joke about food not to you at least. You would walk out the door if James started to joke about the food he knows you too well to joke about food. You'll have his head if he's joking.

"Pancakes," James said sounding excited. He didn't care that he had a game tonight against Wolves. He wanted to make this Valentine's Day perfect because of a plan that he had up his sleeve. James though would defiantly not be capable of making pancakes without supervision because this room would be on fire that's why you had to get out of bed just so you could make them too. You nodded your heading going around the kitchen to grab a couple of things needed to make pancakes whilst James got all of the toppings out to get all that ready. You started to make the batter to the pancakes and start to cook them whilst James started to cut the fruit. How had he got the easy job? Oh yeah, he couldn't cook.

"Do not juggle the eggs." You said when you turned around just in time to catch James trying to juggle the eggs. James didn't listen to you though deciding to juggle the eggs and he quickly learnt that he couldn't juggle when the eggs fell on the floor. You didn't say anything just continuing to make the pancakes trusting James to clean it up himself.

"I've got this for you," James said turning back around with a bouquet of flowers once he cleaned up the egg. You turned around and took note of the flowers. They were not just any flowers your favourite flowers that he only gets you on special occasions. You also never really buy anything for Valentine's Day so now you felt bad considering you didn't get him anything.

"Thank you." You said taking the bouquet out of his hands and bringing it up to your nose so you could smell the flowers always love the smell of them.