Fics like Yes, It's Plain, Why Complain?

Jude types a message, then deletes it. Types it again. I mean it. Be there. The response comes almost instantly. I will. Always. Jude stares at the screen, at that single world. Always. Haaland has said it before—whispered against the nape of his neck after the semi-final, murmured it into his hair while they rebuilt the nest together. But tonight, it lands differently. Tonight it feels like a vow that hasn’t been spoken yet. Tonight it feels like the future. He rehearses what he’ll say. I want the bond. The real one. The mating bite. I want to be yours properly, permanently. Not because I need you to save me—I’ve learned how to save myself. But I want you beside me for everything. Every win. Every loss. Every morning after. Or: After scoring the goal that seals the England's bronze medal in a ten-goal spectacle, Jude Bellingham decides he's done running. Asking Erling Haaland for forever with a golden win might have been the ideal, but Jude's omega refuses to go a day longer without the alpha's mating bite on his neck.

Fics like Yes, It's Plain, Why Complain?

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