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Jude has liked alphas since he could remember feeling any form of romantic attraction. He has liked alphas before he himself knew that he was one. Of course, everyone in his life always insisted that he would ultimately present as an alpha.
Jude hadn’t really cared either way
Until he found out just what sort of reaction two alphas going out together got from the other kids in his form, from then on, Jude wanted to present as an omega solely because it would make his life easier.
He had even excused his feelings by telling himself they were only natural because he was going to present as an omega.
His sixteenth birthday fucked all those delusions up for him, but Jude, being the stubborn and prejudiced little shit that he was at the time, told himself that those feelings meant nothing, that it was just harmless childish attractions that he would eventually grow out of.
That he would start liking omegas any day now, and then all would be as it should be in the world.
The fantasy had worked well enough until July 2020, when Jude signed for Borussia Dortmund.
When Jude met Erling.
You could only delude yourself for so long, and being forced to hang around and work with the embodiment of pure and ancient alphaness the kind of alpha that is rarely seen in the modern world, the kind you’d only read about in those old romance novels, about a beautiful omega princess being married off to some Viking warlord.
Erling Haaland was hard to ignore, even more so when Jude was already doing all he could to ignore another crucial part of his life. It was a lot for a 17-year-old newly presented alpha who had just moved to a new country and was just starting off his career.
It was a long and painful first year in Dortmund; his football performance was excellent, and people had sung his praises throughout. Jude was living up to being the star player everyone expected him to be. It was his personal life that was in shambles because Jude just couldn’t get his head out of his ass and accept what had always been true.
He thinks he would have gone his whole life in that avoidant and ignorant hell had it not been for Erling Haaland.
Jude can only count his lucky stars that Norway is a much more progressive country and had long since accepted and normalized relationships between two alphas, thus making the environment that Haaland grew up within a lot more understanding.
Haaland liked omegas, but he also knew he liked alphas, and he had grown up knowing that there wasn’t a problem either way about who he chose to be with.
Meaning that when the older other alpha saw what was painfully clear to everyone except for Jude, who was choosing to live in denial.
Haaland had gone out and done something about the feeling that he had for the other.
Jude hadn’t kissed a lot of people up to that point, didn’t have a whole lot of experience, and thought that maybe, perhaps kissing wasn’t all that it was cut out to be.
That maybe he just didn’t enjoy kissing.
No, once again he was wrong.
Jude really enjoyed kissing.
Erling Haaland.
He still can’t fully describe that first kiss and all the emotions that had flooded his brain all at once. He had read about it and seen it on TV plenty of times, but he never thought such an electric and consuming feeling could really come from kissing another person.
Jude could live in denial, but like an English Castle under siege by the Viking force, there was only so much it denfense could take before reality marched through the gates. Haaland's lips had been the final axe blow that brought his gates tumbling to the floor.
Jude had been his since then, thinks he has been Erling's since before that, but he would never admit that to the other, as to not feed the other alpha's ego too much.
Heaven knows Erling's got enough people blowing smoke up his ass as is.
The World Cup has only made it that much worse.
Though he recalls the conversation he and the alpha had the other day following both of their wins against their own respective rivals.
“Come on now, Jude, you can’t act like I’m the only one getting attention. I know you’ve seen all those edits with your sexy back arch.” Erling's objected, his accent coming through just as sexy as usual despite the connection being rubbish in Mexico.
Jude smiles, self-satisfied
“Ahh, so you admit you have seen them.” Jude ignored the Norwegians' comments instead going back to a previous conversation they had where Erling affirmed that he didn’t have time to go scrolling through social media.
Erling bit his lip like he had said he admitted something he hadn’t wanted to, but ultimately he shook his head and smiled down at the phone screen where his lover's face was looking back at him.
“I didn’t lie. I haven’t been looking myself up, but how could I avoid all the thirst traps when the first clip they show is always you falling to your knees and bending over,” Erling defends
Jude smirks down flirtiously at the screen
“A shame you haven’t left Man City as I told you to ages ago. You could have seen that back arch in person a lot sooner,” Jude teases
Erling throws his head back against the hotel pillow in exasperation at the others' antics. It had been a long time since the two had been able to make time to see each other, what with the World Cup and preparations.
This had been the longest they had gone without seeing each other in person. The longest Jude had gone without being manhandled onto the bed and opened up by Haaland's fingers.
The longest he has gone without feeling that intense and all-encompassing feeling of having his alpha's cock buried deep inside of him.
Certainly these days they couldn’t fuck as often and as frequently as they did back when they were playing for the same team. And Jude will never forgive Haaland for not having followed him to Real Madrid, forcing both of them into this situation.
But even with the distance between them, they found ways in between matches and the scattered breaks they would get during club season and when either of them is really despreate a free weekend that allows them just enough time to fly out to see each other and fly back the same day.
Thank god for Airplanes and Jude and Erling's football sponsor ships, there sex life couldn’t have survived otherwise.
However, finding breaks during the World Cup was impossible. During the last one, they had the advantage of only one of there respect countries making it, meaning that for all that off time, Erling was able to follow and join him in Qatar.
His partener with him meant that every win that he scored during the 2022 World Cup was celebrated to the fullest usually with Erling's mouth eating Jude out and making him cum till his cock couldn’t even produce another knot; only then would he finally give the alpha his cock.
Only after Jude's body was wrung out and fuck stupid would Erling give him what he was begging for. All while whispering filth into Jude's ear
‘Look at you, what sort of alpha can’t even knot? Hmm, how do you expect to breed anyone if you can’t even knot them?’Erling taunted the other all the while keeping up that punishing pace
‘Alpha,’ Jude cried because his fucked out brain couldn’t produce much more. Jude had no desire to breed anyone, and his cock had only rarely been used for that purpose in the past before Erling showed him that he much rather enjoyed being the one breed and stuffed full of alpha cum.
‘That’s right, baby. I’m the alpha, and you're just my pretty little alpha brat that's only good for taking my cock’
Erling was mean in bed sometimes, but that's exactly what Jude liked; it was exactly what he needed as the stress and pressure of the World Cup piled up around him.
Erling knew that because he knew Jude. And although the other alpha wasn’t playing any matches or participating in the World Cup, he was certainly still competing in his own competition.
‘How many times can I make Jude Bellingham come untouched on my cock’
The answer was a lot.
This world cup both Norway and England had made it and neither of them had been knocked out. So the couple just had to patiently wait until one of them lost or they ultimately meet againstg each other.
The horny alpha side of Jude had wanted it to be the first option, but the competitive Midfilder side had wanted for the second. Ultimately Erlings prowess had carried his team to the quarter finals were the two would finally be reunited as well as go up against each other.
Before the flirtatious conversation between the two could continue and hopefully lead them to getting each other off over the phone, one of Erlings teammates had to come and ruin Judes fun.
The two exchange some words in Norweign that Jude isn’t able to fully understand besides. Erlings name and the word for Celebrate.
Haaland has teased him plenty about his lack of progress in learning Norweign but it’s not his fault he already has his hands full trying to learn spanish.
Erling has the advantage of playing for a team and country that speak one of his languages, Jude isn’t so lucky while at real madrid.
To the other alphas credit it seems he tries to object whatever invitation his teammates are trying to prepose but ultimately the pressure from the others seems to win out and Erling eventually agrees with a shake of his head and an annoyed sigh.
“Sorry, mate I have to go but I’ll see you in Miami yeah”Erling looks down at speaking to him once again
“It’s alright see you then bro, good luck with the lads” Jude smiles though he knows Erling can tell its forced
It always is when they have to talk to each other like they aren’t anything more then close mates.
Erling smiles down at him with a knowing look but waves goodbye nonetheless knowing he can’t address anything now.
Not that they ever really do even when it’s just the two of them.
Before the call ends Jude hears a distinctly omegan voice calling the other alphas name. But the call cuts out before Jude can identify if it is one of Erlings teammates or someone else.
Jude kinda of wishes he had because now the doubts and questions won’t stop plaguing his mind.
Now he is looking back at every conversation and every picture he can find, looking everywhere he can in hopes of reassuring himself.
It all started when he had woken up, Jude limps still heavy with sleep had sluggishly grabbed at his phone checking the time and seeing that he had slept all morning and into the afternoon,after the flight in from Mexico Jude had crashed almost instantly, the altitude in Mexico city having done a number on his body. He had fallen asleep after they got to there respect room even forgetting to text Erling that he had made it in safe and confirm plans to met up.
It was just as he was planning to text the other alpha that his phone pinged with a notification. Jude doesn’t really care for tabloid and clickbait news but this ones had caught his eye right away.
Because it included the name of the very man he had just been thinking about texting. The man he had been planning to ask to meet up and hang out with for the day. But from the looks of it Jude had awaken to late.
Erling Haaland finally settling down?
“The Modern Day Viking and football sensation Erling Haaland seen out with mystery omega in Miami days before his match against England”
The article headline read in large bold letter each word knocking the air out of Judes lungs. But it had been the picture that had really hurt.
Because walking side by side next to his alpha was a tall and elegant omega and through the picture Jude could see there hands brushing up against each other as the pair walked down a Miami street holding coffee drinks from the same cafe dressed casually and comfortably like a celebrity couple out for a light stroll and some coffee the type of celebrities couple that had been with each other long enough they felt comfortable just going out together without any care of who might see or without the need to dress up.
It was that part that worried Jude the most, because if this pretty omega didn’t feel the need to dress up to go out with Erling then that meant that this wasn’t the first time the two had gone out.
That whoever this was had been around his alpha long enough to not care.
Not that you needed to care much when even your casual look still looked like that.
Jude isn’t attracted to omegas but even he isn’t blind to beauty, and whoever this omega was, was certainly beautiful.
They look like the perfect couple, the Star football player and his beautiful omega girlfriend.
It was the kind of relationship the fans love to see, the kind of relationship everyone expected from an alpha like Haaland.
The kind of relationship Jude had always feared would be his undoing. Because while he didn’t like omegas he sure as hell knew that Erling did.
And while what they had has always been more than enough for Jude, he couldn’t ever stop the doubt and the insecurity that plagued him. That told him that he wasn’t enough.
That no matter how much he wanted it, An alpha like Erling would never be satisfied being with an alpha forever.
That eventually the other would grow tired of being with him that eventually Erling would relize that he was better off with an omega.
That he didn’t want the hassle and work that came with being with another alpha, especially one that wasn’t as open about his sexuality as he was one that couldn’t give him everything that Erling deserved from a partner.
From a mate.
Because ultimately that is what hurt the most, that no matter what Jude knew he could never be Erlings mate.
But this tall and beautiful omega could be.
She could be what his alpha has always wanted and what Jude could never give him.
He thought he would have seen the signed, could have prepared himself for this moment better. Feels stupid for feeling betrayed and jealous when he always knew that this would be the outcome between the two.
Because no matter how many times Jude wish it otherwise he knew now what he knew then.
Two Alphas could never be together.