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Hey Kaya!

Could you write something where there were already rumours of YN and Kenan dating, cause he followed her instagram with both of his accounts(public and private) and constantly put likes to her posts; but one night his cousin(cubanito, Idk if they’re actually cousins) called him while he was live on twitch and showed the camera where ,other than Kenan, YN could be seen too.

Thank youuu🌸

EXPOSED - KENAN YILDIZ

In which your relationship gets exposed

Kenan Yildiz x fem! reader

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The evening had been perfect. Kenan and I were wrapped up in each other, enjoying a rare quiet night together at his place.

We had been cuddling on the couch, the low hum of the TV in the background, though neither of us was paying much attention to it.

Instead, we were caught up in our own little world, exchanging soft kisses and whispered words that only made us feel closer.

I was curled up against him, my head resting on his chest while his arm was draped around me.

His free hand was playing with my hair, the gentle motions lulling me into a state of blissful contentment.

Every now and then, he would tilt my chin up and press a kiss to my lips, and I would melt a little more into him.

“Can’t believe how lucky I am,” he murmured between kisses, his voice low and sincere.

I smiled, nuzzling closer. “I think I’m the lucky one.”

We shared another kiss, slow and sweet, but just as things were starting to heat up, Kenan’s phone buzzed on the coffee table.

We both ignored it at first, but it buzzed again, and Kenan let out a reluctant sigh as he pulled back.

“Let me just see who that is,” he said softly, reaching for his phone. I stayed cuddled up against him, not really wanting to move away from the warmth of his embrace.

“It’s Cubanito,” he said, showing me the screen before answering the call. “He’s probably on stream. I’ll just say hi and be quick.”

I nodded, a little disappointed that our moment was interrupted, but I understood. Kenan’s cousin was always up to something, and I figured it was probably just a quick call to check in.

Kenan’s voice was warm as he greeted Cubanito. “Hey, what’s up?”

“Kenan, my man! I’m live right now. The chat’s been asking about you, figured I’d give them a little surprise,” Cubanito’s voice boomed through the speaker, full of energy.

Kenan chuckled, “Sure, man. I’ll say hi.”

He held the phone up to his face, waving at the camera. I stayed close to him, still lost in the cozy moment we were sharing.

But then, out of the corner of my eye, I realized something: the camera wasn’t just on Kenan. It was angled in a way that showed a little more than just him.

My heart skipped a beat as I noticed that part of my head and shoulder were visible on the screen.

I wasn’t exactly hidden away, and with the way we were cuddling, it was clear I was right there with him.

“Yo, Kenan’s got company!” Cubanito teased, his voice full of mischief. But before I could even process what was happening, Kenan’s eyes widened in realization.

“Oh, shit,” he muttered, quickly turning the phone away and cutting the call short. The screen went dark, and for a moment, we both just sat there in stunned silence.

We looked at each other, our eyes wide with shock, and then our phones buzzed almost simultaneously.

Notifications were pouring in—messages, tags, and alerts from social media. The fans were already buzzing, and it was clear that the rumor mill had just exploded.

Kenan blinked at his phone, then back at me. “Did that just happen?”

I nodded, still processing the situation. “Yeah… I think we just got caught.”

For a second, we just stared at each other, the absurdity of the situation sinking in. Then, out of nowhere, Kenan let out a laugh—a deep, hearty laugh that was so infectious I couldn’t help but join in.

“Of all the ways to go public…” I giggled, shaking my head at the ridiculousness of it all.

Kenan grinned, his eyes crinkling with amusement as he pulled me closer. “Well, at least we don’t have to hide anymore, right?”

I laughed, leaning into him as he wrapped his arms around me. “Yeah, I guess not.”

Our phones continued to buzz, but neither of us paid them any mind. We were too caught up in the moment, too busy laughing at the absurd situation we had found ourselves in.

It wasn’t how we’d planned to go public, but in a weird way, it was perfectly us.

As we settled back into our comfortable spot on the couch, Kenan pressed a kiss to my forehead, still chuckling softly. “At least now, I can post about you without it being a big mystery.”

I smiled, feeling a warmth spread through my chest. “And I can stop pretending you’re just a friend whenever someone asks.”

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Heyyy love❤️

Could u maybe write where Kenan is dating reader and they have an argument in his car cuz he used to see her friend before they two met but it wasn’t serious they only went out on 2-3 dates, so yn feel guilty for seeing him, but kenan reassures her she shouldnt feel that, and… mby some smut if ur comfy writing that!

THE OTHER WOMAN • KENAN YILDIZ

( pairing ) kenan yıldız x reader

warning - angst (obviously!) also i’m sorry but i don’t feel comfortable writing smut i still hope u enjoy this tho!!

Falling in love with Kenan had been the last thing you’d expected from yourself, hell, you’d never have even thought there would be an opportunity where you would see him as anything more than the guy your friend had been seeing.

Unfortunately for you, Kenan made it easy for you, with his little gestures that would leave any girl fawning, it was inevitable that your feelings developed into something more potent.

When you had first met him, it was at lunch with your entire group of friends, and in that moment, Kenan had only been a rather handsome stranger, albeit your friend hadn’t yet sought out his affection.

And then the next time you saw him, your friend had announced that she’d reached out to him, and he had agreed, and soon one date had turned to three, and though they weren’t dating, they were something. Thus the little fire that had been ignited in your heart was brutally stomped upon and extinguished.

That was till Kenan had approached you at a bonfire with all your friends lost, and your group was a rather large bunch, so you hadn’t found his presence odd, rather it was the skip of your heartbeat that had you feeling alienated.

It had only been one conversation then, you’d thought to yourself that night, trying to console yourself that you hadn’t done anything wrong.

But then Kenan began to reach out more often, he initiated conversations from the blue, and you couldn’t help yourself, enjoying how freely you could express yourself to him in a way that you hadn’t ever been able to with anyone else.

You met him at cafes, he drove you around town, and at night you wandered off with him on idle walks that felt like a walk through the gardens of eden, simply due to his presence.

You enjoyed how he lingered on to every word you said, listening to the things you had to say with utmost importance, as if he wasn’t a world star footballer with far more important things to do. As if there was nowhere in the world he’d rather be, than by your side, listening to you chatter on about the most mundane things ever.

He remembered things about you that you yourself hadn’t noticed, like the fact that you tapped the little teaspoon on the cup of your coffee before you took a sip, or the way you would fiddle with the little charm on your bracelet whenever you were anxious.

He noticed you, and he saw you for you.

In return, you began to look past Kenan the footballer. Kenan who always texted his mother after he ate, reassuring her that he was alright despite being miles apart, Kenan who enjoyed rap music whenever he drove you around, Kenan who preferred his coffee loaded with sugar and Kenan, who struggled a little with expressing himself.

Perhaps this act of noticing had been the inaction on your friend’s part that had lead to Kenan, too, to develop feelings for you, that in your opinion, were not acceptable.

Perhaps this had been the cause of what lead to your predicament right now.

Seated in the passenger seat of his car, the usual loud music that he played muffled by the sound of both your voices.

“This is wrong, Kenan.” You shouted for the nth time, tears of frustration at the corners of your eyes.

The air was tense and suffocating in a way it had never been before, not with kenan.

He clenched his jaw. “Why can’t you understand, it’s not that serious?”

“Don’t just brush this off like it’s nothing,” your voice rose in frustration, “She was my friend, and” you shook your head.

“Just, we can’t be together, it feels wrong.”

Kenan makes an aggressive cut on the road, swerving the car around, and you notice the way his expression hardens further, “Stop overthinking this! We went out a few times, so what? Big deal” His voice rises to match yours, “I don’t understand why you’re make this bigger than it needs to be.”

“Of course you don’t.” You snap at him.

“You won’t have to face her, show your face around knowing that you betrayed her? She’s my friend, she won’t like it that we started going out when you’re technically her ex!”

He keeps one hand on the steering wheel as he runs the other one through his hair, gripping a little at the edges of the strands a little in an obvious display of frustration.

“How is this betrayal? It’s not like we were in love, we weren’t even that close, you’re making it seem like so much more serious.”

“Kenan you don’t-“

He cuts you off before you can utter out what you want to say, “Stop making this such a big deal, you’re blowing things way out of proportion!”

You feel a sting at his words. “It is a big deal to me! You may not think it was serious, but have you considered that she might have? How will i face her knowing how bad i’ve hurt her.”

Kenan pauses, hearing the despair in your voice, Concern arises in his gaze as he looks at you for a moment, taking his eyes off the road.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you,” his voice is softer now, “but you need to understand. What your friend and i had? it was nothing. It was short and casual, it meant nothing.”

"But it meant something to me," you insist, the anger in your voice giving way to a deeper vulnerability. "I care about her, and I care about our friendship. I just don’t want to feel like I’m doing something wrong."

The car rolls to a stop, evident that you’ve arrived to your destination and then Kenan removes his hand from the wheel, turning to you and grabbing your own.

“Hey, hey, i get it. You’re worried about her, how she might feel about this, but i promise to you, there’s no bad blood between us, she’s moved on, and she’ll be happy for you, not betrayed by you. You don’t have to feel guilty for your feelings.”

You blink away the tears in yours eyes, swallowing dryly.

“You really think so?” Your voice is barely a whisper.

“I know so.” He smiles and then he frowns.

“Did she not tell you that I’d asked her for your number, and she’d been happy about it?”

Your mouth drops open at his words, “What? and all this time?”

Kenan chuckles at you, “I wouldn’t want you to have to choose between me or your friend, I’m sorry i didn’t understand sooner”

You feel as if a mountain has been unloaded off your back, relief enveloping you.

The air around you that had previously been tense turns into something gentler.

Kenan pulls you close, nuzzling his nose against your hair as he wraps his arms around you.

“I just didn’t want to lose either of you.”

“You won’t,” He brushes a strand of hair from your face, “If you want, we can talk to her again,” He smiles at you, tapping your head, he adds, “my worrywart.”

You grimace at the term, but then smile, pressing a small kiss to his nose.

“Thank you.”

fin.

🎀 | soft launch or..? • ky10

part 2

( pairing ) kenan yildiz x reader

liked by bsf11, lorenzo_zurzolo and others

ynusername - lunchin

bsf - not just my girl anymore 😞

user2 - literally flawless

❤️ by author

user2 - kenan not in the likes or comments

user1 - are we just gonna ignore the MAN in the second slide?

| user12 - right like let’s talk about that!

user86 - my wife with a man i’m sick to my stomach

user19 - lorenzo liked 👀

| user3 - it’s definitely him

liked by ynusername, ardaguler and others

kenanyildiz_official

user13 - bro switched back to the field he’s good at

user10 - fumble of the century

user33 - GUYS YN IN THE LIKES?

| user4 - RIGHT

ynusername - looks boring 😴

| kenanyildiz_official - good company makes it entertaining 😅

user9 - the comments??? did bro actually get the girl

ardaguler - 😏

| user5 - WHAT DO YOU KNOW

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kenanyildiz_official - my date 😊

ynusername - 🤍

❤️ by author

user12 - KENAN KENAN YILDIZZ

user92 - the way she’s looking at him and not the camera 🥹

user12 - god i’ve seen what you’ve done for others

ardaguler - congrats 🎉

| user139 - 😭😭

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ynusername- he solved world hunger apparently 🤷‍♀️

kenanyildiz_official - 😅

kenanyildiz_official - whatever i’m still your date

| ynusername - hehe love u 💗

user13 - mama y papa

user9 - yall need a third? i can bark

| user2 - sit back down 💀

idk what i’m doing honestly

Loveeeeee the last kenan fic❤️❤️❤️

i’m glad 💞

so proud and happy that arda is nominated for the kopa trophy 🤍🤍🤍

max passing lando: 🎉🥳🎊

max being right behind the mercs: 😨👁️👁️