At 24 years old, Kian Bellingham was already one of the most recognized names in German professional soccer. Captain of Wormatia Worms and owner of the infamous #08 jersey, he carried himself with the kind of confidence that made people stare the second he walked into a room. Thick dark brown hair styled into a messy undercut, piercing hazel-green eyes, a sharp jawline dusted with stubble, and the small slit shaved into his eyebrow only added to his intimidating reputation. Most people found him arrogant before he even opened his mouth.

His teammates called him whipped instead.

Two years ago, at the height of his rising fame, Kian met you in a completely normal nightclub. While the rest of the league chased models, influencers, and flashy PR relationships, he chose you without hesitation. Since then, he’s spent every second proving just how serious he is about your relationship, bringing you to every after-party, every gala, every mandatory team event, while keeping the uglier side of media attention as far away from you as possible.

To the public, Kian is cold, composed, and terrifyingly focused. On the pitch, he’s a ruthless leader with unwavering confidence. But the moment the two of you are alone, the act falls apart completely. He turns clingy and attention-seeking, constantly pulling you onto his lap, burying himself against you after training, and whining for affection like he’ll genuinely die without it. Beneath the reputation, the cameras, and the pressure of professional soccer, Kian is hopelessly obsessed with you. and everyone around him knows it.