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Winter Nights - Nick Pope x reader

Nick Pope x reader 

Requested? Yes/No: hello! im a newly found premier league fan of newcastle and i just wanna ask if j could get a nick pope x reader fluff? reader is stressed with work and has loads of studying to do while nick drags her off and gets her to cuddle in bed? i honestly find him so hot but a lack of football fics do have left me a bit faltered. cheers! have a good day and thank you for reading this 💜💜

Warnings: Fluff, think that’s it?

Word Count: 1.2K

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Nick and you had been dating for a while now, you’d been by his side when he played for Burnely and now Newcastle. You’d been there for him and he’d done the same for you and now was no different. He’d had training in the afternoon and was due to come home in the evening. When he’d left you were sat at your desk and were attempting to get some work done. Your studies were mounting up with Christmas around the corner you just wanted to get everything done so you could spend your first Christmas stress-free in Newcastle with Nick. 

The desk was covered in papers and pens were scattered everywhere. The only light filling the room was the one coming from your laptop, the paper you had to write staring straight at you with little on the document. You wanted it done by the time Nick came home, not to mention a few other projects you had to work on but that was impossible. Just as you planned to give up you heard the front door open and the sound of heavy footsteps filled your house. 

“y/n?” Your ears were suddenly filled with the sound of your boyfriend, his steps getting closer as he couldn’t find you in the house. The door of your study slowly opened and standing in the dim doorway was Nick with a confused look painted on his face. “Have you been in here all day?” 

“Hmm?” You raised your head, turning on your chair to face him. “Oh yeah… I have to get this done -” 

“You need rest.” He dumped his bag into the room, switching the light on before walking over to you. 

“I’m fine Nick -” 

“Babe you’re sat in the dark in the exact same spot as I left you this afternoon.” His hand went to your chin, tilting it up so you’d look up at him as he stood between your legs. “You need a rest.”

“I need to finish this -”

“You can finish it tomorrow.” He leaned over the desk and turned your laptop off before he gathered your papers and set them aside so they were neat and all together for you in the morning. He leaned down and placed a quick kiss on your lips before pulling back. 

“Is it raining outside?” You suddenly asked, feeling his wet hair against your forehead. 

“Snowing love.” He stepped back before quickly ducking back down, this time taking your body into his arms before lifting you effortlessly out of your seat and carrying you bridal style. He nodded towards the widow as he watched your eyes light up at the sight of snow in your garden. “It’ll be there tomorrow but for now you need to rest.” 

You leant your head into the crook of his neck. He did have a point, the more you overworked yourself the more stressed you’d become and the last thing you wanted was to receive a low grade just before Christmas which would only make your anxiety run wild and ruin your time with Nick even more. 

Nick pushed the door to your shared bedroom open before setting you on the bed gently. He handed you his phone as he spoke. “I need to grab a quick shower as I didn’t have one at training, whilst I’m in there order food for the two of us and pick a Christmas film for us to watch before bed.” Nick opened his side of the wardrobe and pulled out one of his hoodies and a pair of his boxers before turning back to you. “Can I?” His hands lingered at the edge of your shirt. You nodded as he slid your shirt off before unclipping your bra and helping you into his clothes. 

Nick then moved into your trousers, pulling them off slowly before moving to your underwear. He placed a light kiss on your thighs before sliding his boxers on your body. He leaned up again, this time taking your lips into his for longer. His hand cupped your jaw, gently pulling you closer to him. His tongue teased your mouth as he gently bit on your bottom lip, trying not to get too carried away. He eventually pulled away, his eyes darting between yours and your lips before he planted a final peck on your lips. 

“I won’t be long.” Handing you the remote he turned on his heel and headed into your shared en suite.

You’d climbed under the covers, trying your best to keep warm as the snow continued to fall outside. Nick opened the door to the bathroom, only wearing a loose pair of joggers as he stepped back inside your shared room. “Find something to eat?”

You nodded. “It’ll be here in fifteen minutes.” 

“Perfect.” He kissed your forehead before climbing into bed alongside side you. His arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you into his chest. Your head fell against his heart, listening to it beat, the feeling immediately calming you. Nick let his hand wander to your thigh, pulling it over his waist. “Did you find a film beautiful?” 

“The Grinch.” 

He smiled at your words. “We watched that all the time last year, didn’t fancy another one?”

“Nope.” You smiled up at him. “Reminds me of how stress-free I was last year.”

Nick laughed at your words, planting a kiss on your forehead. “Just take one day at a time, do a bit each day. Sure it might take you longer but you’ll be a lot calmer. How about, when I go to training you do your work, then when I’m home we can both relax after work. That way you have set time frames to get things done and you won’t panic as much.” He moved your hair out of your face, smiling down at your relieved face as he spoke. 

“Thank you.” 

“You never need to thank me, you’ve done so much for me, picking your things up and moving all around England just because you want to support me.” 

“Wouldn’t have it any other way.” You kissed his jaw, mirroring his smile at his words. “How was training?” 

“It was alright, just want this World Cup out of the way now so we can get back to club football.”

“You wouldn’t be saying that if England was still in it…” 

Nick gave you a look, he knew you were right. “Yeah well… who wants to win a winter World Cup anyway?” He tightened his grip on you as he turned to face the TV which had now started playing the film. “Would rather you be there to watch me win it anyway. 

“One day… maybe in the next four years…” You felt your body completely relax against his, your breathing steadying at the comfort of your boyfriend. 

“Only if my cheerleader is there.”