football imagines

𝐤𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐬

"can your hugs not be so addictive?"

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y/n's pov

(imagine he isn't injured)

when kostas came home from an unfortunate loss against chelsea, he was always by my side. needing attention, he was majorly down after another loss at his new home stadium. with me hugging him and kissing him repetitively, it showed there was a lack of morale at the football club.

when i was making him tea, he was hugging me.

the second i came out of the bathroom after going to the toilet, he was hugging me.

i got myself changed ready for bed, and once i gave the all-clear that i was alright to look at, he hugged me.

"why are your hugs so addictive?" kostas questioned, looking deep into my eyes.

"i don't know, babe."

"well, i love them more than football, so t's more than enough for me. come on, i wanna cuddle."

we got into his bed and he held me close to his chest. i reassured him, that liverpool will soon get their form back. a little biased that he needed to play more, but i supposed that's being a wag.

"i love you, bubba."

"i love you more, baby. do you need to talk to me about the game? get stuff off of your chest?"

"no, bubba. i'll be fine, i promise."

he fell asleep by midnight, and i 'little spooned' him until i fell asleep next to him.

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sorry, it's a bit of a short one, i hope this is still okay. i can rewrite if necessary.

i just want to thank you for supporting me in coming out here as bisexual, it means the world that this community is welcoming.

stay safe!!

c.b ❤️❤️❤️