ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ jude bellingham x oc

LVI

"Morning..." I whispered tracing my nails up and down Jude's back.
He groaned, "Morning babe."
"So, you're old today huh?"
He laughed into his pillow. "Grown man shit."

"ARE YA DECENT?" Jesse bellowed from outside the door. My eyes widened and i signalled for Jude to stall as I put on one of his shirts.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?" Jude asked signing for me to be quick.
"ARE YA DECENT?" I nodded at Jude hopping back in bed.
"YEAH, COURSE."

The door suddenly flung open causing Jude and I to shit ourselves.
"Oh nelly."

"HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYY TO YOUUU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU HAPPY BIRTHDAY JUDEEEE HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!" The literal whole England team screamed.

"HIP HIP!" Gareth shouted.
"HOOOOORAY!"
"HIP HIP!"
"HOOOOOORAYYYY!"
HIPP HIPPP!"
"HOOOOOOOORAYYYYYY!"
Damn. Double homicide.

"THANK YOU GUYS!" Jude screamed. A bitch was shooketh so I just smiled at them.