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double secret || Reader x Kylian Mbappe ft Bro! Trent Alexander-Arnold pt1

Summary;

Trent is Reader's brother, she's been dating Kylian for some time and they've been hiding their relationship, so when Trent comes over to Madrid, it becomes harder to keep their secret. And Oh, she hasn't yet told Kylian that Trent is her brother. Chaos ensues.

"why do you want to come here though?" Y/n asks Trent over the video call. "the weather in Liverpool is so nice, all your friends are there, our parents too...".

Trent raised an eyebrow. "But you're over there in Madrid, and you haven't come home in six months, I want to see what's keeping my lil sister there".

Y/n chuckles awkwardly. The 'reason' currently entering her bedroom now, freshly bathed and changed after a successful game where he scored three goals, smiling at her as he goes to grab his phone from the charging point.

"work, friends," She smiles. "Uh- can I call you back?"

Instead Trent continues, you are so glad that you're wearing earbuds now if not Kylian might have heard his voice and somehow recognized him - which is reaching because they didn't even know each other, well beyond the field. But you were still paranoid.

"you see that's the problem" Trent puts emphasis on PROBLEM, "this, I'm talking to you and you're always so desperate to end each call, can a brother not want to talk to his sister?".

Kylian walks up to you and places his head on your lap, taking comfort to close his eyes and rest. You smile at his cuteness, so anxious to end the call. "No, I think you're reaching, today I'm just tired that's all".

"Alright, I'm not believing that story but I'll let you rest" Trent said with a wink before switching off.

You breathe a sigh of relief.

"who was that?" Kylian asked, making eye contact with you. "the call seemed long".

How were you supposed to tell your brother that his son to be teammate was your brother? At the beginning, you did not mean to keep it a secret from him, the subject never coming on but as time went on, and with Trent move to real, you were worried that Kylian would think the worse of you.

That you were only willing to be honest now because you had no other choice.

"it was nobody" you lied. "want me to give your leg a massage?".

"yeah?"

"it's the least I can do for not giving my baby any attention after such a tough match" you said and Kylian seemed to relax and let you do your thing.

But deep inside the Frenchman did not feel like you were completely honest with him, although he decided not to force you, he believed you'd naturally tell him yourself.

**

Your next encounter with Trent was in Madrid, in the middle of a birthday party! You were not ready to have your two worlds collide just yet, so it shocked you to see him here. You hoped he couldn't spot you.

You were seated with real Madrid players, at their table, courtesy of Kylian who in quote wanted you 'as close as possible' what seemed like a heart warming gesture, now turned to a narrow situation.

'but he has no reason to come here, right?'

'yeah, it should be fine'

All different kinds of thoughts clouded your mind, so it was a surprise when instead of Trent, it was Virgil who appeared in front of you. "Hi Y/n, what are you doing here?".

Y/n freezes but laughs it off. "I have this friend, who's friends with the celebrant".

He laughs, causing you to also laugh even harder. You downed your drink knowing it was going to be a long night. "The boys and I are sitting there, though" he points at the opposite direction. "Wanna join us?".

That's when Kylian suddenly turns around. "I'm sure she's fine here, mate" placing a hand on her waist.

Kylian wasn't even British but he somehow managed to articulate the accents very well. You were not sure weather to be impressed or dig a grave for yourself, you watch as Virgil looks between you two, an understanding showing on his face, you stare worried at Trent, he follows your gaze and gives you a look of assurance.

"i was just asking," Virgil carries both hands up in surrender. "no hard feelings, bro" he says as he retreats back to the Liverpool table, you don't miss the wink that he gives you though.

Kylian rolls his eyes. "You know Virgil is in a lovely relationship" you scold him. "He wouldn't-".

"he might not want for himself but for his 'mates' " Kylian says in air quotes. You smile at him. "no way am I leaving your side tonight" you frown once again, ain't no way Trent won't catch on if he's by your side 24/7.

You love your brother but Trent would not understand you dating a footballer, he warned you of them, said they cheated on their partners, that you would not like the lifestyle, extravagant parties and public attention.

For the most years, you had tried to listen to him. But as soon as you met Kylian on a trip to France, everything changed, all sense left you. You only wanted him, and for a time you were successful keeping him from your family and friends when he was in ligue 1 but ever since his transition to La Liga a more global stage, its gotten much harder to do so.

Kylian was pulled away from you to give a speech to the celebrant, you happily tried to skip away hoping to find a hiding spot away from your brother. "Hey y/n".

Dominik catches up to you. "I almost mistook you for someone else, sitting there". at real table.

You allow him to hug you and give a nervous chuckle as you spot Kylian looking your way. "But I figured you were with Jude right? Trent and him are close so the both of you are-".

"not dating" you complete his sentence. "I'm with Kylian actually...like dating".

I felt good to tell that to your friend group, you had become close with them because of Trent and they were all like a second family to you. You saw him looking like you just told him you were going to change career and become a boxer, with your first match slated tomorrow, no thanks you were happy with your role as a social worker, thank you.

"Like THE Kylian Mbappe?"

"yeah..but Trent doesn't know".

"Trent doesn't know what?" Your brother says surprising both of you as you jump out of shock. As usual as he does, Trent hugs you for more than an appropriate number of time and makes sure to mess up your hair when he's done.

"erm, what are you doing here?"

"y/n is with me" Dominik declares pulling you to himself, "we uh- wanted to- surprise you".

Trent looks between you too with a smile. "How did you know i was missing her?" You sigh a breath of relief which turns to worry as you see Mbappe approaching your way. Dominik gradually redraws his hands when he finally stops in front of the trio.

"hey bro" Trent says shaking Mbappe, he returns his handshake but his eyes are on you, where Dominik last touched you. "hi" Kylian responds.

There's a moment of silence, a bit of awkwardness before Luka Modric suddenly appears asking for who's car alarm is ringing in the parking lot. "Describe it" Trent request. "That sounds very much like mine, wait here" he says to no one as he sprints away, Luka behind him.

Dominik does a nervous laugh because now that Trent is gone, no one can stop Mbappe from giving him death glares. "Er-" You said intertwining your hands with Kylian, "it was nice catching up with you".

"You as well" He doesn't wait to be asked before he scurries off.

"babe" you say pulling his face to you. "he's gone".

"and honestly?" You tell him. "I'm feeling kind of weak" his angry face morphs to concern.

He holds you with more care. "Want us to leave?".

You nod. "Alright, lets go" he says whispering to Vini to greet everyone goodbye on his behalf as you make your way for the exit.

**

In the car, you notice Kylian still in a mode.

"You knew Dominik?"

You freeze. "Yeah, we knew each other"

Y/n felt guilty, she knew if it were anyone else they would start digging deeper asking questions but Kylian was respectful, and plus he'd never think she betrayed him with another man. This just made it easier to keep this secret from him. It made her feel like she was takimg advantage of his nature.

"Babe," He says seriously. "Dont you think those Liverpool players are getting a little too comfy with you?"

"but I'm yours"

"I know that" He tells her, "don't you think it's time everyone else is let in?".

"We wanted private" You reminded him.

"And i still do, but not completely hidden, sure we want privacy but you should be able to at least come to my matches out in the open, and I should be able to support your career too" He replied.

"You already support my career" You tell him. And he did, with annual donations to the NGO you worked at part time, with this in thought, you realized you were the one not in full support as you had never truly watched any of his matched in the stadium. "What do you have in mind?".

"Real Madrid is playing a friendlies with Liverpool, I want you in the audience wearing my shirt".

'JUST END ME NOW' she thought.

***

PART TWO