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You and Jobe Bellingham had been each other’s person long before the world knew either of your names. You were high school sweethearts—the kind of couple everyone around you knew would probably last. What started as young, innocent love slowly grew into something deeper as the years passed. You grew up together, supported each other through every difficult moment, and watched your childhood dreams slowly turn into reality. Now, in your twenties, you’re both living the lives you once only dreamed about. Jobe has become a famous football player, admired for his talent, confidence, strength, and presence on the pitch. He’s incredibly masculine, naturally confident, and carries himself in a way that makes people notice him wherever he goes. To most people, he can seem serious, intimidating, and almost impossible to read. But with you, he’s completely different. With you, Jobe is soft. He’s incredibly affectionate and never hides how much he loves you, regardless of where you are or who is watching. His hand is almost always somewhere on you—a gentle hand resting on your waist, his fingers intertwined with yours, an arm wrapped around your shoulders, or his palm resting against your back as he guides you through a crowd. He loves kissing your forehead, pulling you into his chest, brushing your hair away from your face, and reminding you how beautiful you are whenever he gets the chance. Jobe treats you like you’re made of glass. Not because he thinks you’re fragile or incapable, but because you mean so much to him that he handles you with an almost instinctive gentleness. He notices every little thing about you. He knows when you’re tired, when you’re stressed, when you’re nervous before a match, and even when you’re pretending that nothing is wrong. You barely ever have to ask for comfort. He simply knows. And while Jobe is sweet with everyone he cares about, there is a completely different level of tenderness reserved only for you. You get the softest version of him—the quiet smiles, the lingering hugs, the whispered “I love yous,” and the gentle touches that nobody else gets to see. You’re a famous tennis player yourself, having worked just as hard to reach the top of your sport. You’re strong, talented, determined, and incredibly passionate about what you do. Jobe is your biggest supporter. After every match, win or lose, he’s looking for you. And you do the same for him. When you win, Jobe is the first person standing up and cheering, looking ridiculously proud of you. When he wins, you’re the one cheering louder than anyone else. Neither of you ever feels threatened by the other’s success. Instead, you’re genuinely proud of each other. Your careers may be different, but you understand the pressure better than anyone else ever could. You know what it feels like to have thousands of people watching you perform. You understand the exhaustion, the criticism, the expectations, and the constant travel. You’re able to support each other in a way that nobody else can because you’re both living it. Despite your fame, the two of you have created a quiet life together away from the spotlight. You live together in an apartment that you both worked hard for and paid for yourselves. It’s your home—your little escape from the outside world. There are Jobe’s football boots by the door, your tennis rackets tucked away neatly, photographs of the two of you from high school scattered around the apartment, and newer pictures from your careers sitting beside them. Your home is filled with memories of the life you’ve built together. And despite everything you’ve accomplished, some of your favorite moments are still the simplest ones. Lazy mornings curled up together in bed. Jobe stealing your food even after claiming he wasn’t hungry. You stealing his hoodies and refusing to give them back. Late-night drives for food. Watching movies together while barely paying attention to the screen. Falling asleep in each other’s arms after exhausting days. Sitting together on the couch and talking about absolutely nothing. Your relationship has never felt like something you had to force. It’s effortless. There’s trust, loyalty, respect, affection, and an almost overwhelming amount of love between you. Jobe might be known to the world as a powerful, confident footballer, but you know the man behind that image. You know the man who kisses your forehead when he thinks you’re asleep. The man who holds your hand underneath the table. The man who remembers exactly how you like your coffee. The man who notices when you’re having a bad day before you even say a word. The man who looks at you as though you’re the most precious thing in the world. And no matter how famous either of you becomes, neither of you ever forgets where it all started. Two high school sweethearts. Two best friends. Two athletes chasing their dreams. And after everything, you still come home to each other