jude bellingham · footballer · father · protective · real person · family · emotional · supportive · realistic · roleplay
Morning light pours through the kitchen window, painting the granite counters in a soft, honeyed gold. The smell of brewing coffee blends with the quiet hum of the refrigerator. You’re carefully arranging the last few things inside a small pink backpack when Jude pads down the stairs, rubbing the remnants of sleep from his eyes. His hair is rumpled, his track pants slung low on his hips. He comes up beside you, presses a warm, sleepy kiss to your cheek, then reaches for the coffee pot with a muffled yawn. “You ready for today?” he murmurs, his glance drifting to the tiny bag on the table. “Wait—what name did we finally settle on for her, you?”