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Double Secret|| Kylian Mbappe x Reader ft Bro! Trent Alexander-Arnold pt2

You opted not to seat in the family box for the match, wearing a Madrid shirt was already risky enough, you got there before the match, spoke to the other Frenchmen Tchoumeni and Camavinga before going to get something to eat.

"y/n?"

It came as a surprise from the English player. "you do know that we're playing Liverpool right?!". Jude exclaimed.

You look around. "And you couldn't have said that any louder".

He at least had the courtesy of looking sheepishly. The English player had been the only player at real to know about your double life, because it was just too difficult to hide it with him and Trent being the best of friends. You had to come clean in one of those instances where all three of you were together eating lunch.

"what are you going to do?" He asked trying to look around like someone who had just committed a crime and was looking for a safe place to hide the blood soaked knife, "is Kylian playing today too?".

"you should know better" you told him as he rubs his hands anxiously.

"look," you feel him, "you getting anxious is just going to make me get even more worried and anxious, I'm already sweating as it is".

"sorry" he said as you both took a seat in the cafeteria. "how about I make up and excuse and you run out?".

"that might work for Trent, but what about Kylian?" I tell him. "he's going to know get sus at me, and besides I feel like it's going to be okay with me seating in the crowd, I'll blend in and Trent might not even see me".

"that...might work" Jude nods.

You two chat for some time before he joins his squad back. You venture to seat down in the more crowded area, if luck was on your side then it would all work out perfectly.

**

Luck wasn't on your side.

In the 30th minute, Trent had just come in as a substitute and the whole crowd was chanting, there were all sorts of sayings, some calling him a traitor, others booing, some hailing him and whatnot, and then as soon as he turns around, he blows an air kiss your way and jogs to joins others.

A few people look up but since there were lots of people around, no one knew who exactly he was blowing to.

Kylian, thank goodness was occupied with talking to Jude (coincidence?) and did not notice the slight commotion he had caused.

A few minutes later, with an assist from Vazquez, Kylian had shot the ball into the net and did his classic celebration...in front of your stands. You jumped alongside other madrid fans at his goal, a good hat trick it was, only for Trent at that moment to do a double take and realise that the shirt you were in fact wearing was not..his but one of real madrid.

He stayed there stunned, while you had quietly stopped the celebration and was now avoiding eye contact. Virgil who was standing by the side shook his head in sympathy, in fact even Mo had a similar look, for he too knew what was up, at this point you were debating whether to just start digging a spot on the ground for yourself rather than wait for Trent to do it.

The game although only a friendly, got more bloody. Trent had now gotten more accelerated speed, sending faster and more accurate passes to Mo and the rest, it wasn't long Real Madrid was down three before halftime.

And it was all because of you.

**

Y/n got a message on her phone, it was Mo telling her to pick the call. She felt strange but did as he said, only to find herself face to face with Trent. She smiled sheepishly, "hey bro...".

"don't bro me" He rolled his eyes. "really? a real madrid shirt?"

You smile innocently. "Wait, aren't you supposed to be in briefing?"

"and whose fault is it that I'm not"

"fine, look I'm dating-" you know it's not ideal to tell him then, but you don't want your brother causing a scene just because of you.

"don't say it, it's Jude right?" He asks.

"no," you make a disgusted face. "he's alright but no, he's like a brother to me, why does everyone think- I'm dating another real Madrid player".

"and what did I tell you about footballers?"

"while it is true that many of them are known to cheat, there are still so many honest ones around and besides he's really serious about me" you emphasis on the word 'serious' and continue, "he cares about me, doesn't want me doing any of that WAG shit because he wants us to be real and have a private relationship, he's also really kind and makes me really happy".

Trent pauses searching for something in your eyes. "You're telling the truth".

"yes" you nod. "and I really love him"

"so relax ok?" You add.

"are you going to introduce him?"

"yes"

**

Real madrid ended up doing a comeback, so it was 3-3 a tie. You were happy with, because a sulky brother or boyfriend was the hardest to deal with, even as a friendly they were both focused.

You found Kylian in the locker room, he was excited to see you, running to hug you even surprising some other real stars who were unaware that he even had a girlfriend.

You smile back but obviously, he knew you well and he immediately clocked it taking you past everyone to another room.

"are you okay?" He questioned.

"you played a good game, those two goals that opened the game and then Vini scoring, it was perfect" you congratulate him.

"except we did not win, though it's just a friendly so" he shrugs, "used that to console myself". Then he pauses, "you're trying to evade a question".

"I hid something from you" you tell him, "something big and-"

He nods. "okay..."

"it's about Liverpool, and your soon to be teammate...Trent, he's my brother".

Kylian stays in shock, his expression was not upset, not angry but shock and you preferred him showing some form of displeasure rather than staying quiet.

"I didn't not want to tell you, at first it just didn't come up and then my brother he's like anti-dating a footballer, I was scared that he wouldn't accept you and me dating and then in relation my parents" you continue without stopping, "I really really like you, love you, and just the thought of us separating- I'd rather be single forever".

"and then the thing about living a double life, is that it gets old really quick, Trent suddenly announced he's coming to Real, I started bumping into him even while he's still at Liverpool, and other Liverpool players as well, running, hiding, I've even started losing hair cause of it, and at the end even Trent didn't take it as badly as I thought".

You look up at Kylian only to see him covering his mouth, you were readying yourself for him to start scolding you or worse the words 'i think we should break..' only for him to start laughing.

"what?" You look at him like he just grew two heads, he pulled you into a hug.

"I should be upset, I wanted to, because it was wrong you didn't tell me at first, but I think you have suffered enough" He comments, "All these running around, cause I know you hate exercising very much".

You nod. "Very very".

"Plus even though you held a secret, it was because you meant well, you loved me " he said triumphantly. "so, I will let it go".

"I'm sorry" You apologized.

"it's alright" He said giving you a kiss on your forehead.

"you still have to meet my brother and convince him that you truly like me" you add, "like, really, really, like me".

"I don't see how that would be hard" he smirks before you turn around and give him a kiss.

THE END

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

Masterlist

Real Madrid

aurelien tchouameni

jealous || Aurelien Tchoumeni ft Kylian Mbappe

kylian mbappe

Media || Kylian Mbappe x unpopular Y/n ft Hakimi.

Double Secret Kylian Mbappe x Bro! Trent Alexander Arnold pt1

Double Secret Kylian Mbappe x Bro! Trent Alexander Arnold pt2

Arsenal

William Saliba

affection || William Saliba x Reader

Bayern Munich

jamal musiala

unexpected love || jamal musiala x reader ft friends micheal olise

Liverpool

trent alexander-arnold

meet the family || trent alexander-arnold x reader

Formula 1 🏎️

lewis hamilton

jealous girlfriend || Lewis Hamilton ft Charles Leclerc

Media || Kylian Mbappe x unpopular Y/n ft Hakimi.

Y/n is exposed to the media and the attention that comes with dating Kylian Mbappe. But it doesn't seem like the public like her, at least at first then she learns not to mind what they think about her.

Y/n and Kylian had been dating for six months, keeping it on the down low.

At the third month, only Hakimi knew, it was a secret kept by three of them. And not because they told him but it was because the PSG player kept bumping into them, too many times than it seemed normal.

The next to know was Vini Jr simply because they started spending more time together when Kylian moved to Madrid, and the Madrid forward also kept on bumping into y/n all around the house.

None of his family knew. Y/n also hadn't told hers, though she knew they would accept them both because her nephew and younger cousins were his fans. They were eventually going to tell them when they thought that the relationship was more developed, and were absolutely sure.

But that choice got took out of their hands when a paparazzi took a picture of them kissing by his car when you both went out for an evening ice cream. It sent the whole internet crazy to investigate who you were and what you wanted with their football idol.

'bet she's just with him for money'

'ugh her face looks weird, how many plastic surgeries has the girl had?'

'just wait she's going to soon become an influencer'

Y/n read the comments and frowned at what people were saying. Y/n owned an art gallery because of her love of art, she was not with Mbappe for money, neither did she ever plan on being an influencer but now wherever she went there was a camera or someone videoing her every move. It was high suffocating but she endured.

The mornings after, y/n saw Mbappe mother at his doorstep, they didn't live together because of her job in France but she always made sure to fly back for his game nights, and so did he. "Can I come in?".

Y/n nodded letting her in. His mother looked around, "Pas mal (Not bad)" She commented on the cleaning y/n was doing. "Are you renovating the place?".

"I liked how it was before but it was too sporty, too many Ronaldo pictures and wallpapers of football so I decided to give it a bit life" Y/n says as she looks at the now beautiful artworks on the wall. "Plus it gets my mind off certain... things".

"does he know you are doing this?" She points at the artworks. "I mean, it's expensive no?".

Y/n tries to maintain a smile. Turning to her she said, "It's actually from my art gallery, I paid for them myself, he doesn't know yet".

His mother nods. "Oh" Her face forms into something of guilt. "I'm-".

"It's fine" Y/n tells her. "You are just worried for your son, but I'm a financially independent woman I won't steal his money or waste it either, I don't even let him pay for lunch if I can, I always spilt the bill, I don't want his money at all".

She smiles. "I'll have to speak with him then" Y/n looks at her confused. "-And ask him why he didn't want to introduce you earlier, you're far better than the previous ones, let me just tell you about them-".

Y/n entertains his mother the whole afternoon, they cooked, laughed, watched a movie and exchanged numbers. It helped her distract herself a bit from the articles.

Then y/n saw it;

Breaking News:

Former Y/n boyfriend comes out with an interview about her;

"she was not a good girlfriend"

"it was clear from the beginning all she wanted was money"

"be careful Mbappe, she's going for your bag"

Y/n immediately crashed on the ground, her legs refusing to hold her up.

The phone in her hand rings and she brings it to her hear. "Shut down the news"

"huh?"

"Kylian says he doesn't want you switching on the news till he gets back" Hakimi tells y/n. "And if you've already seen it then you should not focus on it".

"But why did that jerk do that? Plus the facts are distorted, I broke up with him because he was cheating on me and very unwilling to do anything" Y/n started crying. "He thought I should provide for the both of us, can you imagine that?".

"y/n don't cry, kylian is going to kill me if he finds out I let you cry" Hakimi warns.

"but I can't help it" the crying worsens.

"y/n that's how it is when you get famous, old exes or friends, people you thought were friends they appear to spin stories about you, it's usually for clout" He comforts. "Not that you deserve it, but if you want to stay with my friend you have to learn to ignore it like he ignores it".

"it's not easy" he tells her. "but you can do it".

At this time the crying lessened. "Thanks, Hakimi".

"you're welcome".

Y/n gathers herself and goes up to take a bath, to wash out the conflicts in her mind somehow. Only to hear her phone ringing again, "Hakimi?".

"tap the link"

Y/n rush to her messenger and opened the link, it was of a press conference that Mbappe was in. It was a post match after they had just won, y/n watches feeling proud of her boyfriend.

'what are your thoughts on y/n and is she after your money?'

Y/n frowns.

'should you be investing in hakiminology?'

Her frown deepens.

"This interview has nothing to do with my girlfriend but since you've brought her up, I'd like to say a few words about her. She's a very hardworking woman, she never lets me pay for anything though I'd really like her to let me" Kylian tells the interviewer. "She comes to almost all my matches, and misses some cause of work even though I know she prefers arsenal and bukayo saka"

Y/n rolls her eyes fondly, peeking at the Saka shirt at their shared wardrobe. He continues, "She also likes other sports and especially basketball, she's a Lakers fan, that's how we met and no she did not approach me, I went to her first. My hands were shaking when I asked her out, and when we made our relationship official some weeks later she made it clear that she wanted as much privacy as possible, so did I we matched equally".

"It's sad though, to think I can afford luxury clothes and shoes but cannot give my girl what she wants most" He shrugs. "But having said that, I'd like to demand respect from you and all the people on the internet, how would it feel to be taunted and insulted should the situation be reserved? If you have that in mind, can you please leave my girlfriend alone in peace?".

By the end y/n was sobbing stupidly in their room.

And the comments had also changed.

"wow, what they have is true love"

"wish my relationship was like this"

"our healthy couple~"

Y/n also started laughing. She didn't need their approval, all the important ones to her knew who she was, and liked her the way she was. There was no need to think about what their own thoughts of her was.

The end.