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Fourteen Days by miratzz
Fandoms: Men's Football RPF, erling haaland - Fandom, Haaland - Fandom
23 Jul 2026
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Every four years, vampires and werewolves gather under the same roof and pretend centuries of bloodshed can be suspended by a treaty.
It's called the Convergence.
For twelve years, Erling Haaland and Jude Bellingham have used those two weeks to become something neither of them has ever bothered to define.
This year, someone breaks the oldest rule of them all.
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27 Jul 2026
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Erling throws his head back, laughing. “Alt er tillatt i kjærlighet og krig, min venn!" (All is fair in love and war, my friend!)
Jude sort of misses when his bangs would flop back and forth with his head movements; now his hair is long enough to slick back and tie into a bun.
It's more practical now (he can't imagine playing with his hair flinging around in his face, god knows how Erling did it for years on end,) but still—
Jude's feelings aren't exactly practical, are they?
Or: Five times Jude kept his heart tucked away, and the one time he let it be held.
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- Part 2 of wretched, divine
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20 Jul 2026
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His hand slips out from under the pillow to touch Erling's face and pinch his cheek, red blooming afterwards. It makes the other groan and try to move his face away while Jude just giggles at him which sort of sums up their relationship.
Or: Jude and Erling in the aftermath of the match.
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20 Jul 2026
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The fountain murmurs, and the breeze blows. It’s cool against the rush of heat that hits Jude’s face at the sight of his old teammate standing before him this late at night.
“Why are you here?” Jude blurts out, because he can’t yet say any of the other things racing through his mind.
Erling seems amused by his question. His lips quirk up into a smirk. Jude forces his mind away from the memories of being eighteen and wanting something more than what he had.
“I wanted to find you.”
After the England vs. Norway game, Jude takes a walk by the river to try to clear his mind. He doesn't get much time alone.
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19 Jul 2026
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“Ugh,” Jude grunts, tensing and shifting a little as lightning shoots through his pelvis. “Oh.”
Erling, always so annoyingly in control, immediately stops what he’s doing.
They hadn’t even got to the good stuff yet.
“What is it?” Erling asks a little breathlessly, worry settling on his face. “Hurts?”
There’s no point lying. This isn’t the first time this has happened, and if Erling has even a hunch that Jude might be in pain or uncomfortable, he won’t continue.
“Mm.” Jude winces as his pelvic muscles clench involuntarily. “Yeah….God, I’m sorry. It’s not you. It’s…you know. Just, give me a minute…”
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Jude has come to accept that pain comes with sex. Except when he’s having sex with Erling.
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18 Jul 2026