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

Summary:

Reader is friends with Micheal Olise who is best friends with Jamal Musiala. Jamal gets on the wrong foot of y/n and they start to argue, until one day when she is in trouble with others he defends her. That's when they discover their feelings for each other.

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Micheal and Y/n were the best of friends. She was one of his closest friends, one that he let into his guided circle that only a few family members and teammates were allowed into. They had similar personalities, both often being quiet and hating social media and small talk, preferring to go straight to the point.

It was far better than people pleasers that he often encountered in his career, y/n had gradually become a safe space where he could air his ideas without the feeling that his every word would be posted or overanalyzed. She also found a good listener and a loyal friend in him.

"Are you going to come with me?" That's why she was not surprised he invited her to team event.

"What about Lamine Jamal?" Y/n raised an eyebrow.

He adjusted the way he laid on her bed, "First of," He raised a hand. "Lamine Yamal, that's a completely different footballers. The person you want to ask is Jamal musiala, he's a player so can't bring him".

"I don't know" Y/n shakes her head. "I have a fashion show this week, the models still have to try on the dresses to make sure everything is perfect. I have to check on the set and see it's fine. Also, t is not really my scene is it?".

"Neither is mine" Micheal makes a pout. "But could you really see your best friend suffering alone in the wild with no one to talk to or have at a date?" He has watery eyes.

"You are a menace" Y/n tells him as she chuckles. "If only your Bayern or national team saw you now". She says as she arranged a new rack of clothes, "Fine I'll go."

**

Micheal had picked her up and taken her to the restaurant the team event was going to be held. It was a quiet and nice place, no cameras, paparazzi or press taking photos, she noticed already that he had already released a sigh of relief.

"Hey" he turns to her. "I think I left my phone in the car". His expression is that of a startled cat, she laughs and nods, telling him she'd be fine and that he could go ahead and get it.

It takes her only two seconds of surveying the area before she finds him looking at her, Jamal Musiala. Y/n thinks she gets his name right this time, and after watching several of their interviews together before now she could recognise him from miles away.

"what are you doing here?" Jamal says as soon as he is close enough to get.

"attending the event" she tells him in all seriousness. "aren't you?".

"yeah," then takes a look at her. "but this is meant for teammates, no press".

Musiala is already looking around. "You're going to get into loads of trouble if someone sees you" he points at the bathroom, "If you go in through there, there's an exit which you can sneak out through".

While he's speaking another figure appears beside him. "Bambi?" Then looks over at Y/n. "Who is this?".

Musiala looks panicked that Y/m has to bite the insides of her cheek not to laugh. "My date, phonzy".

You smile at him. "If she's your date, then what about me?" Michael asks as he appears by her side.

"both of you have the same date?" Phonzy asked confused.

He quickly gets distracted by someone else and ventures into the crowd.

"why didn't you say anything?" Jamal now looks upset. "I was ready to have your back but you made me look...foolish".

Y/n did not take it seriously, laughing. "Sorry but you looked so anxious I didn't know whether to cut you off or say nothing".

"Jamal, this is my friend Y/n" Micheal introduced. "I see you both have met, my two besties in one place".

Jamal shrugs. "I guess" before docking to meet the others.

Micheal and y/n take their seats, beside Jamal who keeps sneaking looks at Y/n all night for some reason. At one point, their eyes meet for a prolonged period of time that a joke made by Muller escaped their years, they were that engrossed.

By the time it was time to go, Harry had decided to drop them home. Michael, Y/n and Jamal had occupied the back seats while Kimmich and th rest were at front.

"where are you going to?" Jamal suddenly asked Olise.

"y/n house" Olise says casually which makes him have a double take.

"is there a problem?" Y/n raised an eyebrow noticing his looks.

"never said it was" musiala says. "now your reaching".

"you did not have to say what you thought, your face spoke for you" y/n insist. "it was a mix of something between shock and something else I can't put my hand on, why don't you think he could like me that way?".

Jamal laughs, though his face reddens deeper. "Now, why would I think he could- he doesn't- you two are just friends".

"but we're both very attractive people" she says, "it could happen".

"yeah, you are attractive but he doesn't see you that way". He argues.

Y/n tries not to let her heart flutter at the thought that Jamal saw her attractive, she and Micheal got home safely. But before then she'd already fought on 12 more topics that were completely unrelated with Jamal, it was funny because the other members in the car kept trying to tear them apart with each refusing to be defeated.

She was making her daily evening tea, when suddenly there were eyes on her. "What?".

"Jamal musiala" Micheal says with no further addition.

She turns around to see him staring into her soul deeply. "If this was a horror show, I'd already be out that door" she said while faking chills. "Your look is intense".

"you only ever used to bicker with me when we first met" he tells her. "in my knowledge of you, you wouldn't normally talk to anyone unless you were comfortable with them".

"so?" Y/n asked.

"you've fought or flirted with Jamal since you met him and this is only one day".

She stopped. "I- yes, but that's only because he was being annoying and everything, and besides aren't you supposed to be sleeping by now? with you having training and all?".

He nodded and was going to the guest bedroom when suddenly he froze. "You'd tell me if you had feelings for him right?".

She gulped. "Yes, but not sure if it'll ever get to that".

**

The next time they met, was when she went to the stadium to watch a Bayern match. She opted not to stay at the family area, not wanting to bring attention to herself. The match was against a visibly week team, so she was sure they'd win.

And they did.

The first goal was in the 15th minute by Harry Kane and assisted by Kimmich, the next was at the 22nd minute assisted by Olise to Jamal, then finally at the 35th minute Micheal finally scored. The first half of the game was fairly easy as the team was left with defending those goals, which they did with Jamal even netting his second goal of the night, loud screams throughout the stadium as the fans excitedly chanted.

Michael went to her and handed his shirt. "Hold it, I'll be right back" He said as y/n held onto the shirt. Y/n felt a piercing gaze at her back only to turn and find Jamal staring at Olise shirt with a strange look, while he was holding he's out.

Jamal made eye contact with her and then at the shirt she was holding in her hand, both sceptical looks. She rolled her eyes and extended her hand, they both looked at each other in shock and even greater shock when he dropped the shirt in her hands and turned to work away.

'Had he meant to give me his shirt?' She asked herself, still uncertain if it was only because she stretched her hands out.

**

One time after training, Micheal and her were eating out at a restaurant which was strange for them because they'd always prefer eating in doors and away from crowds but they were just too hungry to go home. That'd when Jamal saw them.

"Hey" He shook hands with Michael and then turned to Y/n and stood there stunned, she also did not know whether to bring her hand out or not, so they just nodded at each other.

"You too are very close huh?" Jamal said while taking his seat. "Having lunch together, exchanging shirts, watching matches and being each others dates...".

That's when Y/n became aware she was wearing Micheal's shirt. "Oh, these" She waved. "He borrows my jackets all the time too, it's something we friends do".

"not all friends" He said while picking her fries to eat. "would you wear my shirt?".

"no, why would I?" Y/n says still eyeing the fries that he was stealing from her, she squats his hands away. "and neither would I steal your fries".

Jamal smiles, bringing his hands back to fries. "Not even a little?" He said taking three in his hands and shoving it down his throat, Y/n rolls her eyes at him but shifts her plate closer so he could have access.

"are you two flirting right now?" Micheal asked which startled them both.

"bro" Jamal even said with a fake offensive tone. "you can't sneak in on me like that".

Micheal puts his hand on his heart. "This is my lunch which you snuck into, it's actually you who is at fault" he says snapping his hand from where he's now trying to steal his own drink. "why don't you just order?".

Y/n laughs. "You two are so childish".

Jamal looks stunned. "So you do laugh" he says. "I thought your only expression was that thing you do" he makes the worse upset/angry looking face, which makes Y/n laughs the more.

"I have a testing b*tch face" She tells him, while laughing. "I don't look like that, also it's not like me to let people in easily so I might look guarded at times".

Jamal stops to access her. "Oh...".

**

This time when Y/n met Jamal, they were alone. Micheal was actually supposed to join them but he cancelled last minute, and so they were left alone to pick out an outfit that she would wear for an upcoming dinner party to celebrate the opening of one of her friends new store.

To her surprise, Jamal did not look upset that they would be spending more time together or that he would have to help her, only a bit nervous. But she did not know why that might be the case.

The first dress she saw was a red gown, that flowed to the ground. She shook her head, she didn't like having to carry anything when she should be having fun. The second dress was slightly shorter but they didn't have it in blue, so she refused.

"I don't get it" Jamal groaned. "It's just a dress or no? Pick anyone,don't you design clothes? Choose one from your collection.".

Y/n startled. "You know about...that?".

Which in turn makes him startle. "Yeah, who doesn't?" He says as he avoids eye contact. "But my points still stands".

"Not many people, the other players at Bayern didn't" Y/n raises an eyebrow. "Micheal didn't when we first met, and it's not like I'm that well known so the only way you'd know is if you googled me".

He looks at the ground, the ceiling , everywhere she was not, which made her laugh. "You look like a kid caught stealing candy, so much guilt. I'm not accusing you of anything just making conversation".

"I don't look like that" Jamal defended.

"you must definitely do" She insisted.

The rest of the afternoon was filled with Y/n teasing him, dress shopping long forgotten as watching Jamal be in misery or his cheeks becoming pink, was now the order of the day. Only when it was getting late did they go to the cashier.

"I don't want to wear something from my brand because I don't want to look prideful or too into myself" She tells him. "I just want to celebrate my friend and let her have her moment".

He nods in understanding. Y/n finally picks a short white dress with ribbons on the front, and a cute heart at the back.

After that day, their bickering was more profound. But it wasn't out of anger, just a friendly one, he also collected her number and they exchanged pictures of their day and would even talk to each other when Michael was calling him. They were in a comfortable start of their friendship.

When Micheal had brought her as a plus one again, Jamal had offered she'd seat with him while he went to talk to the others. She accepted when a random guy she hadn't seen before, and she was sure it wasn't a footballer, suddenly appeared in front of her and started conversation.

"want to go out for a while?" He suddenly asked despite not hearing a word from her since he sat there. She had just been nodding, and keeping to herself while monitoring when Micheal would be back.

"no thank you" She pushed him aside.

"promise it would be fun" He tells her, grabbing hold of her hand.

"the lady said no" A familiar voice came to her side. Jamal, she confirmed when she looked up. "let her go".

"what are you, her boyfriend?" the man insisted refusing to let go.

"yeah, so what if I am?" He stated. "And I'm about to become a very very angry one if you don't let her hand go".

The man contemplated his situation, then slowly let her hand go, it already had red marks on it, and when Jamal saw it he tried to jump on said man only for Y/n to hold him back, this further made the man to run quicker and out of the place.

"thanks" She said.

"How's your hand?" He said grabbing it and rubbing over the red mark. It was the first time they had held hands, Y/n could not stop her heart from fluttering at the sudden contact of their skin.

"your heart..its beating fast" Jamal said making eye contact with her, her eyes went to her pulse and back to him, then she immediately took her hands away like she was being burnt and rushed outside.

She didn't know what she was even running from. Maybe she needed air, or maybe it was getting hlt inside. All she knew was that if she had not left, she would have ended up doing something she'd regret, something like kissing Jamal musiala.

"are you alright?" His voice suddenly startled her. "You didn't look well so I came to check on you".

"I'm fine" Y/n insists.

"did I do something wrong?"

"no"

"them why did you run?"

"because I-"

Jamal took a step forward. "Because?".

"I-"

"You?".

Jamal sighed. "I'll say it for you, you got uncomfortable right? Because you know that I have feelings for you, I don't know how you found out but you did and now you don't want to be near me".

Y/n shook her head, unaware of the things he was telling her. "Your feelings?".

"I like you, Y/n" He says. "Very much, but I couldn't say it because of Micheal, I was not sure if you two were together or not-"

"we aren't" Y/n says. "we aren't together".

"really? You are so alike then, you even share clothes and have each other as dates" He diverted his heart. "then I thought you hated or disliked me for some reason for some time, that you just tolerated me" He says.

Y/n steps forward crowding his space. "I also thought you just tolerated me," She says. "I ran away because if I didn't, I'd have kissed you and I didn't want to make things awkward after that".

They stand and stare at each other. "Would you kiss me now?"

Y/n smiles and nods. He takes another step closer, closing the gap and kisses her, it was just for a moment or so but they both separate looking pleased with themselves.

"what do we tell Micheal?" Jamal asked as they walk back in.

"I knew it!" He says looking at the both of them. "I knew you liked him".

Y/n rolls her eyes. "Fine, you and your little speculations were right".

Jamal turns around and gives her another kiss. "I can't believe you like me".

"neither can I"

THE END