#fermin lopez fanfic

[iaeriy]

bad days, huh? // fermin lopez x reader

summary; when your boyfriend looses a match so the only option is a stress reliever.

warnings; spanish translated sentences, oral sex; f&m! rec, unprotected sex, angry fermin!, angry sex, after care.

word count: 2.5k !!

a/n; NOT PROOFREAD. soo, finally a solo fermin fic yayyy! this took two days surprisingly, christmas eve and christmas.. i just finished right now && I DONT LIKE IT. now i will be HOPEFULLY fixing my masterlist and adding more stuff to it. anywhoo, hope you enjoy! 🎀

not too long ago you were watching the girona and barçelona match, knowing girona were doing good the season, there was already bad luck for barçelona. shot, after shot after shot from fermin and the others, the game ended with 2-4, you knew you’d be getting an upset fermin or just a non talkative fermin. you turned off the match the second they lost, you had texted fermin but you got left on opened, so there was your sign. an upset fermin, who knew what’d he be bringing home with the energy. now, you were currently laying on your bed, the lamp being the only source of light after you were writing on your book marking some pages, you grabbed your phone opening it and still no message nor call from him. the sounds of cars driving by and just the wind hitting by the window were heard, everything around you was quiet until the second the door was opened then slammed loudly, you sighed before flipping the page off your book as fermin walked in and looked at you, your eyes peeking out the book as you looked up at him. “no me mandaste mensaje de regreso..” (you didn’t send me a message back..) you said as he looked at you, “¿tuve que hacerlo?” (did i have to?) he said walking to the bathroom putting his stuff in the closet, you sighed putting your book down, rolling your eyes before you got up walking to the bathroom, “no..ni te importa..” (no..you don’t even care..) you mumbled as he looked at you, “como que no me importa? obviamente tu crees que estoy en buen humor.” (what do you mean i dont care? obviously you think i’m in a good mood.) he said before you looked at him, “mkay.” you said walking back inside the room before he slammed the bathroom door again, you got in the covers as you heard him turn the shower on.

you got in the covers laying down as you went on your phone, scrolling through instagram. nothing but a bunch of posts about today’s match, you looked at the bathroom door before you pulled off your shorts, now being in the tanktop and your panties as you grabbed your book again, filling in some of the pages. you were reading through before the door opened again after a few minutes, your eyes slowly peeked out of the book watching fermín walk around shirtless. you bit down on your lip before putting your book away, inside the nightstand drawer before you went on your phone. he was wearing just sweats and no shirt before he laid next to you going on his phone as well, you looked at him at the corner of your eye. he was definitely upset, you had something in mind but it was already late, “so no me vas hablar? o te vas a quedar callado como pendejo.” (so you’re not going to talk to me? or are you going to stay quiet like an idiot.) you said putting your phone away as he looked at you, “mejor cállate la boca.” (instead shut your mouth.) he said as you tilted your head, “en serio?” (seriously?) you said before he went quiet, the volume of his tiktok just being heard before grabbing his phone placing it on your nightstand as you cradled his lap sitting on his crotch. “talk to me..” you whispered cupping his cheek as he looked at you, you looked at him rubbing his cheek with your thumb, his breathing getting louder before he flipped you over. you giggled as your back hit the sheets, your head resting on the pillow, your arms wrapping around his neck as you pulled him closely, leaning into his ear. “take it out on me..i want to feel you..” you whispered as he chuckled, “works with me.” he said as you kissed him deeply, he kissed back holding onto your waist.

your lips moving with his as he pressed his body against yours, you felt his bulge slightly growing as you moaned once he bit down on your lip, his tongue slipping inside your mouth tongue fighting with yours. you smacked his arm before he pinned your hand above your head, you whined before he grabbed your chin pulling away from the kiss. “what’d you tell me? that i was allowed to take it out on you, i’m in charge. not you.” he said before you rolled your eyes as he slapped your hip, grabbing you from your back before he laid down. you were now on his lap, you looked at him before he tugged on the shirt, you swallowed nervously now thinking. what did you get yourself into. he lifted it up slightly, your boobs barely bouncing out as you slapped his hand off. “slappy much today?” he said, you attempted to crawl off before he pulled you down now infront of his bulge. you looked up at him as he chuckled at your reaction, “it’s not going to suck itself preciosa.” he said as you swallowed down your saliva before you pulled down his joggers, his cock aching under the fabric before your hands wrapped the hem of his boxers, pulling them down as his length sprung out now laying against his tummy. you licked a long stripe around his length as he groaned tugging your hair slightly, his hand wrapping behind your hair holding onto the back of your head as you stroked the rest of his cock that you couldn’t take in your mouth, his groans began getting louder as your tongue hit beneath his balls, you held in a gag. “fuuuck cariño..” he said before pulling your shirt up as your boobs popped out, you pulled your mouth away taking your shirt off as he smirked at your actions before you placed your mouth back around his length.

you continued bobbing your head as spit trickled down, you held onto his thighs before he sat up, he pushed your head down. your head bobbling deeply as you gagged around him, your tongue swirling around the base before more spit trickled down to his balls as you moaned around him. your heart fluttering and your pussy throbbing at the sounds of his groans and low moans, he thrusted his hips up into your mouth as you moaned around him again. your eyes tearing up at the burning sensation in your throat, you gripped onto his hips. “i-i ca..can’t..” you gurgled out before he pulled his cock out your mouth, you coughed as spit fell from the corner of your lip. you looked at him before he sat on his knees, “go on..” he said as you widened your eyes nodding your head, you wrapped your mouth around him again before he pushed your head down again thrusting his hips into your mouth, he began to fuck his cock into your mouth as you gripped onto his waist before he slapped your hand off. “remember what you said earlier? hm?” he said as you gagged around him before he pulled out your mouth, a string of saliva around the tip as you spat on his chest before he glared at you.

“en serio?”(are you serious?) he said as you swallowed down nervously before he pushed you down you were now laying against the pillows, your lips all plumped and your eyes glossy from the sensation. he opened your legs, spitting down onto you before he rubbed himself against your folds, a whine escaping from your lips before he slid himself inside your glistening hole. you arched your back at the stretch as he groaned out feeling you tighten up at first, “w-wait..” you said as he shook his head, “can’t.” he said before thrusting into you, pushing your hips down as you moaned loudly trying to cover your face into the pillows before he grabbed your jaw staring down at you, “you agreed to this. now deal with—“ he pulled your hips up looking for that specific spot, “—it.. s-so fucking tight.” he said groaning loudly before he thrusted harshly as your eyes rolled back with a moan of his name, your hands gripped onto the duvet as you felt him thrusting deeply into you, his hips thrusting slowly and hardly into you causing the bedboard to hit against the wall. you bit down on your lip as he fondled with your boob, “so glad i-i have you.” he whispered before burrying his face into your neck, thrusting into you. your legs slightly opening up even more as your cheeks tinted pink at the sound of your wetness combining with the sound of your skin slapping against his pelvic bone. your hands running down his back, scratching his back when you felt the tip of his cock hit your g-spot as your legs wrapped around his waist, his thrusts getting deeper. your moans getting louder as you whined in between your moans, “i-i need..m-more of..y-you..” you murmured as he chuckled, “mi princesa..” he whispered into your ear as you breathed shakily.

he continued thrusting as you shook your head he continued thrusting as you shook your head, he pounded into your g-spot over and over and over again. the butterflies in your stomach overwhelming you before he backed away from your neck, he chuckled before throwing both your legs onto his shoulder. the angle making it much deeper for him a groan spilling mouth as he watched your facial expressions. your brain was fucked out, your moans mewling out const even stopping. you cried out as he lifted your hips thrusting into your spot, you were about to bury your face into the white pillow before he grabbed your chin you look at him, you looked up at him. your eyes all teary as you saw sparkles in fermins eyes, you whined as he chuckled, “look at me hermosa..” he said as you nodded your head, your stomach starting to slowly warm around your lower area before he felt you tighten up around him, “close aren’t you?” he tilted his head as you nodded your head, he chuckled lowering down to your height as he kissed your forehead before he held onto your your hips, penetrating mercilessly into you as you choked on the air, “fermin! o-oh my g-god!” a whiny sound escaping your lips as he gripped your boobs slapping them, “so glad we agreed to this..fuck..” he groaned feeling you tighten again as you whined, his thrusts getting slower and harder at you tightening around him.

“i..i’m close..”

he pulled out before you whimpered at the emptyness, “why’d y-you..stop..” you said attempting to catch your breath before he pulled your legs off his shoulder as he kneeled down now infront of your clit, licking all over your juices. you screamed the over sensitivity starting to hit you as he sucked around your clitoral area, his tongue licking around your folds as your hand gripped onto his damped hair. “i-i can’t..f-fuck!” you screamed as you rolled your eyes at your orgasm, your hips lifting off the bed as he held onto your ass. you rode out your orgasm as you laid there, thighs shaking and your breathing being heavy.

he grabbed your waist turning you around to your stomach as you swallowed nervously, you moaned as he slapped your ass cheeks, “you don’t under-” he said pushing himself in, pulling his hips out before slamming his hips back in harshly, first time. “-stand, how much i tried.” he said as you moaned loudly into the sheets, your face burrying in the mattress before he pulled out again, “fucking..shot after—“ he said before slamming himself again, second time. a scream escaping from your lips as you gripped the sheets. “—shot after shot, i never made it in.” third time, as he said before thrusting harshly into you.

you screamed out yet again. you were slowly recovering from your previous orgasm, he was definitely angry.. as you were left with no time to adjust, no warnings. no nothing.

“i-i saw..” you said breathlessly as you moaned loudly at him pounding into your guts, you were biting into the sheets as he pounded harshly into you, pushing your back further as he gripped onto your hips tightly. his free hand slapping your ass taking his anger out on you as he chuckled, you were slightly shaking at the pain that wasn’t really turning into pleasure. “even the keeper tried to argue with me.” he said thrusting his hips in and out of you as he spoke, you gripped onto the duvet as he continued drilling his hips into you. he sneaked his hand under your tummy before his fingertips gazed across your clit, slightly rubbing on it as you shrieked, his hand rubbing in circles as he pounded himself into you. you moaned into the duvet as he rubbed your folds, suddenly you were at a frenzy. your eyes rolled to the back of your head, your body trembling and your eyebags all wet. he continued thrusting into you as you felt him twitch before he smacked your clit harshly. you screamed as you jolted at every thrust, you were crying underneath him as your moans covered the sounds of your sniffling before he began thrusting his cock sloppily inside you, “dios mío, estás temblando tanto.. joder! voy a-“ (oh my god, you’re shaking so much.. fuck! i’m going to-) he said before he shot his loads inside you, his cum filling you up before he pulled out as you fell on your stomach, you had your cheek resting on the duvet as he looked at you, “ven..” (come here..) he said as you sat up, your body all shaking and limped before he pulled you closely, carrying you to your spot on your bed before he laid next to you.

your head was resting on his chest, hearing his heartbeat pounding quickly as he was trying to recover from the session, you were somewhat still slightly tearing up as he looked down at you. “está bien..shhh..estoy aquí contigo..” (it’s okay..shh.. i’m here with you..) he said wiping your tears with his thumb, he kissed your forehead as you smiled lazily. “no te duele?” (does it hurt?) he said as you nodded your head, “p-poquito..no m-mucho..” you murmured, nuzzling your head against his chest, he chuckled rubbing your back in circles with his thumb as you smiled. “gracias por pensar en esta idea..” (thank you for thinking about this idea..) he said as you kissed his cheek, “mmmm..te a-amo..” (i love you) you said as he looked down at you smiling at your tone, “te amo mas preciosa.” (i love you more pretty.) he said before you rested your head on the pillow, he burried his face into your neck as you giggled as you heard him fall asleep, his hands wrapping around your waist as you two dozed off soundly.

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[sports-on-sundays]

Can request one where y/n is the sister of a f1 driver ( u can choose) and they find out she is dating either Fermin,pedri,or gavi because she appears at one of the games?!

found us out / Fermín López

Summary: Fermín x Sainz!girlfriend!singer!reader - Things don't blow over well with Carlo Sainz when you're caught dating a Barcelona player.

Warnings: censored cussing, a little bit of Spanish, reader being a singer isn't really important at all- i just made it a fact in order for things to tie in together and made more sense, mention of nausea, this ended up being pretty long

Requested?: Yes.

Author's Note: Boy, what a crossover! As I was reading this request I literally started giggling in excitement to write this because I knew how fun this would be. I think it's clear that this has to be the sister of Carlos, though. Always good when there's a little bit of drama.

You exhale, fiddling with your fingers under the table as you listen to your father and your brother discuss plans.

You wish that exhaling would release not only the carbon dioxide from your body, but also all the unnecessary stress building up in your chest.

The plans they're discussing are for a small party. Of course, it's a little party that you're expected to go to. It is an entire family event. Or so you've heard...

On the surface, having a family gathering surrounded around Real Madrid playing a literal fourth-tier team (Arandina) in the Copa del Rey sounds really lame. And secretly, you do think it's really lame. But the point is looking forward to watching them slaughter the underdogs. Which is fair enough.

Suddenly you interrupt: "Isn't El Derbi next week? Wouldn't that be better for a family get together?" You're sure they've already thought of that, but if there's any possible way you could get out of this, you'd love to find it.

"Haven't you been listening?" your father questions. "Carlos has plans already. He needs to leave Monday morning, and won't be back until Friday. That won't work."

You clench your jaw. No, you weren't listening, because you were stressing out about your plans for that weekend.

You figure if you're going to tell your brother and father, right now is just as good a time as any other time. You sigh and say, "Well, I'm busy on Sunday, actually..."

Both pairs of brown eyes snap to you, and Carlos says, "What do you have going on? And the Madrid game is on Saturday, anyway- shouldn't it be fine?"

Really, why shouldn't it be fine? What lie will you come up with? Because you can't really say what you're busy with on that day. You manage out, "Some friends... we planned weeks ago to go out that day. Have some fun, you know... Sorry. I guess... Would it be fine if... Surely I wouldn't be missed...? The, uh, thing he have planned is... for Sunday night...."

Carlos sighs, leaning back. "Come on, Y/n. You can't cancel? Family over friends, right?"

But you shake your head as you finish your meal. You stand up with your plate, knowing that if you stay any longer, you'll be guilt tripped into doing what they want you to do, despite what you want to do. So you say, "What's done is done. You can still have the party without me." And you walk out of the room.

Hours later, you're laying in bed. You should be sleeping, but instead you're staring up at the ceiling and thinking.

'Family over friends, right?'- Carlos' words from earlier play through your head in the exact tone he had said it. Yeah, family over friends, Carlos. You've been seeing him and the rest of your family on and off frequently for the past month. But the one you really want to see? You haven't seen him in over a month, and you miss him, dearly. You just want to be able to see him. To surprise him.

And you know he misses you, too, by the constant text messages he sends you.

And, with perfect timing, your phone buzzes on your bedside stand next to you. You pick it up right away and smile to yourself when you see it's him. Telling you he can't sleep. Asking if you want to face time.

You don't even respond, and just call him first.

A smile immediately sneaks up on you when you see your boyfriend. His golden brown hair is all messed up, as he's leaning on a soft pillow, and he has a blanket pulled up all the way to his chin. His brown eyes look even deeper in the dim lighting, but they light up when they view you across the phone. "¡Hola, mi corazón!"

Immediately you feel butterflies fly up in your stomach at his little pet name. "Hey, Fermín," you say, much more casually. "How are you doing?"

He shrugs, and his eyes flutter down a little. "I can't sleep... I wanted to hear your pretty voice. And see your pretty face."

You smile softly, but ask in concern, "Why can't you sleep?"

But a cute little grin appears in his face, and he laughs a little. "Because I'm thinking about you."

"Oh!" you chuckle. "I see..."

You continue chatting together softly for who knows how long. But this is what you do. One of you calls and you can't help but just chat for minutes or hours or however long.

You just love the sounds of each other's voices and the sparkle in each other's eyes.

Saturday evening, just as family member are starting to arrive at the house, you walk to the door, pulling your hair into a ponytail, about to walk out. Your brother stops you, saying, "So you are really going?"

You turn, meeting his eyes as you grab your black long coat. "Yeah, I am. I'm sorry, Carlos..." you add when you see the disappointment in his big brown eyes.

He shrugs, and says what he always does: "Alright. Well, just be careful. And have fun. When will you be back?"

You hesitate. This is the very question you didn't want him to ask. "Uh... Probably Monday morning... I'll text you, though."

His eyebrows knit together even further. "Monday morning? I thought you were just having a night with your friends."

"One of them suggested we could stay at her house and spend the following day doing something else," you lie, nearly effortlessly now."

"Why not just come home?"

You sigh at the question. The truth is, you booked a hotel so you could catch Fermín as soon as possible in the morning and spend more time with him, since you'll have to get to Madrid right away again afterwards. You just want to get going. But you know Carlos only asks questions because he cares. Being nine years older than you, he's always been very protective of you. Too protective. But you know it's just because he cares.

He just cares too much, and it makes you angry. It's hard to keep secrets from his honest eyes.

"Because I was invited to hang out more and I haven't seen this friend in a while!" This one is only half a lie.

"Oh..." he slowly nods. "Well... where does this friend live, then? Far enough for you to just stay there, or... I mean, you haven't seen this friend in a while, so I'm assuming they don't live in Madrid?"

"Nothing- er, yeah, we, uh... she lives in, uh, Sigüenza! Yeah, Sigüenza! And, well, you know, she just moved there and there's uh, you know, it's Sigüenza! The cool stuff there, in... Sigüenza..." You've lost it. You're literally pulling sh*t out of thin air now.

And Carlos can tell. "You're lying. Where are you really going?"

"No, no! I am going there! My friend just moved there! There's castles and sh*t she thinks is cool and she wants to show me! And like go around like I think there's a restaurant she likes and... yeah! And then we'd probably just maybe go to a club for an hour or two or something tonight and then go back and hang out at her house!"

Carlos looks thoroughly unsure. "Is it good for you to go to a club...? Be careful..."

"Oh, come on!" You're speaking too quickly. "There'll be a few of us, and we're not stupid! You know that, Carlos! Don't worry about it, we'll be fine! I'm an adult, for God's sake!"

"Well..." he murmurs, "I hope you're not lying to me. I hope you wouldn't do that."

You swallow, but nod, and feel terrible as you say, "Of course I wouldn't. Why would I lie about something like this?"

"I can think of lots of reasons, but I won't get into it." Carlos says with that look of concern still in his eyes. "Well, be careful. I can see you're impatient to go, so I'll let you. Have fun. Te amo, Y/n."

"M-hm!" you say, and rush out the door. You didn't want to be leaving this late, but you figure you'll just have to hope you get there at a reasonable time.

Fermín nods as João (Félix) discussing the upcoming game with him, watching the Portguese man's eyes as he speaks his thoughts. So he catches it when João raises his eyes, looking over Fermín's shoulder.

You grin, bringing your finger to your lips as you walk down the hall towards the two, behind Fermín's back, making eye contact with João. João subtly nods, makes eye contact with Fermín and says, "Nothing. I was just seeing things."

You thoroughly appreciate João's playing along. And his good acting.

"Seeing things?" your sweet boyfriend asks his teammate. You reach Fermín just as he's turning around to look anyway. He he lets out a confused, "Uh- oh!?" noise when you pull him into a hug, before (pretty much) yelling, "Wait, Y/n?!"

You giggle, and nod your thanks to João, who's smiling and practically chuckling himself. He nods and gives a small wave, before turning to saunter away, a smile on his lips. "So, how's my Fermín?" you ask softly.

Your boyfriend hugs you so tight, it slightly hurts, but you don't complain. You're probably hugging him tighter. He's giggling, and starts showering your cheeks with kisses, before exclaiming softly, "Very good, now that you're here! But why are you here, huh? ¡Mi corazón!" He's so adorable about your little surprise arrival. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

"So it could be a surprise! And so I could see you acting all cute and surprised like this!" You grin up at him, your hand on his chest.

"Stop that!" he laughs, touching his nose to yours, holding you close. But then he gets a little more serious. "How long of a drive was it? I'm assuming you were in Madrid?"

"Madrid to Barbastro? It wasn't so bad. I would drive any difference to get to you, though..."

This makes him chuckle and give you those soft little lovey-dovey eyes that you love to see. He strokes your hair as you rub his back a little, before murmuring, "You were staying with your brother? What did you tell him?"

You smile at this question. Fermín- he always thinks deeply about a situation- especially if it's involving you. He always worries and makes sure everything went well with you. He really cares. "Just told him I'm staying with a friend," you chuckle and add, "In Sigüenza!"

"Sigüenza? Have you ever even been there?" He smiles, clearly amused.

"Uh, maybe, like, once. Not sure if he completely believed me, but I got out of there. So that I could come here and see you! Figured a game like this would be better for me to come to. You know, maybe since it'll be such a small stadium, it'll be actually easier for me to just get in and hide in the crowd."

Fermín nods, gently stroking your cheek, looking into your eyes and says, "If you think so." He's just so focused on taking in your presence.

He leans in and kisses your cheek again, when (of course) Ferran Torres turns the corner, slaps Fermín on his back, and says in a teasing voice with a chuckle, "Got to get going, Fermín. Glad you're having a good time with your girlfriend, but-"

"Oh, Ferran!" you snap, pulling away from your boyfriend to glare at the older man. "Would you shut up?! We haven't seen each other in forever. But I guess you wouldn't get how it feels, since clearly you could never pull-"

"Hey, hey!" Fermín laughs, putting a hand on your shoulder. But he's grinning. He loves your spunk. "Leave the poor guy alone. He's right, corazón. I do have to get going now."

Ferran just waves as he walks off, giggling mischievously. You roll your eyes and turn back to Fermín. "So annoying." But you're grinning. You hug him a last time, peck his lips, and murmur, "I'll go to my seat now. I'm excited to watch you do great out there, mi chico guapo."

He grins and says as he starts to turn to walk the way Ferran walked a minute earlier, "You just watch. I'm going to go out there and score a goal. For you. Okay?"

You grin back and nod as you pull on your mask, hat, and sunglasses- hopefully enough to hide your face from cameras. "I'll be watching for it."

He nods, that lovely adorable little smile on his face, waves to you, blows a kiss, and walks away from you.

Adrenaline fills every cell of your body as the ball hits the back of the net. A goal. But not just any goal.

Your Fermín's goal!

Your muscles send you to your feet, and you cheer, clapping your hands together, watching your boyfriend. You're sitting in a seat very close to the pitch, and you know that if he wanted to, Fermín could come over and hug you right now. But he knows he can't. He understands and respects that you can't be being pointed out. It has to stay a secret.

So, instead, he eyes you, with all the joy in the world.

You grin back, nodding at him. You can't help but giggle.

After the game, you return to Fermín's arms immediately, as if there's a magnetic force between you and him. "Hola, mi prícipe azul," you mutter softly with a little chuckle, before squealing and saying, "You did so good! What a goal! You're amazing!"

"Stop..." he murmurs back, but is clearly loving your praise.

You smile and lean up, about to kiss him, when suddenly your phone starts buzzing and ringing in your back pocket. You hesitate, eyes locked with your boyfriend's, before sighing and leaning away. You slip your phone out of your pocket. "Oh..." you stare at the screen. "It's Carlos."

Fermín nods understandingly and leans away. "I'll keep quiet. I know you have to answer it."

You nod, sending him a grateful smile, before leaning against the wall and answering the phone with a bubbly, "¡Eh, Carlos! ¿Cómo te va?" You hope you don't sound so cheery that is sounds like you're faking it. Well, it's not like you're not happy. You are!

Carlos completely ignores your question, cutting right to the chase. "Where are you?"

"Uh...? I'm at my friend's house. In Sigüenza. Why?"

"Really?" Carlos asks slowly. "How far of a drive is it from Barbastro to Sigüenza? Because I doubt it's under fifteen minutes."

You feel your heart drop to your stomach, and you lean more heavily on the wall behind you as your knees start to shake. Fermín sees this and takes a step toward you. He opens his mouth to say something, but you prevent that with simply a shake of your head. You swallow and put on a confused voice as you respond to your brother, "Sorry...?"

"You heard me. Y/n, what the hell? Why the hell did you lie to me? Why the hell are you in Barbastro? Why the hell are you at a Barcelona game, instead of on the sofa next to me right now?"

"Listen-" you cough, nervousness pounding in your head. Your eyes sprout tears, but you wipe them. Fermín- bless his heart- puts a hand on your shoulder, and gives you the eyes that seem to say, Just say the word, and I'll stand up for you.

You give your boyfriend another quick nod before responding into the phone, lies coming to your brain naturally, on the spot, "Listen, Carlos. I'm sorry for not telling you. My friend in Sigüenza I guess is a fan, and she thought it'd be so fun for us to all go to the game together. So, you know, there wasn't much I could argue with when someone buys you a ticket to a football game. You... You know? I'm sorry for lying. I really am. I just didn't tell you because I knew you'd be upset. You know, about me going to FC Barcelona's game instead of staying home with my family and watching Real Madrid's the night before. I really am sorry, Carlos. I hope you'll... forgive me. But... How did you even know I was at the game... Carlos?" You swallow, waiting for the answer. Fermín takes your hand and give it a gentle squeeze.

"The television showed you. Over and over. The commentators were pretty fascinated to see Y/n Sainz at a Barcelona game. Especially the one in Barbastro."

"Oh, f*ck that!" you snap. "My f*cking disguise didn't even work! Why don't they get their stupid cameras out of my life for once! Ugh!" you say angrily. Fermín gently rubs your shoulder, which is at least some ounce of comfort. "So, what? How did you see it, anyway? Have you just been caught red-handed watching a Barcelona game, too?"

"No. I was flipping channels, and there you were. But there's still something that's not making sense." Your eyebrows scrunch together as your grip on Fermín's hand tightens. Was there a hole in your lies that you missed...? Then Carlos asks, "Where were your friends?"

The lump in your throat grows larger. "What do you mean?"

"You were sitting next to some fat old man with a jersey from twenty years ago and a bunch of snotty kids on the other side-" Carlos has never been one to go out of his way to compliment anything associating with football club Barcelona. "-so where were your friend sitting, then?"

It feels as if all the muscles in your body flex at this one. Your mind goes blank, desperately searching for yet another lie to save yourself from telling your older brother the truth. It's like you've dug yourself in a hole that you're desperately trying to climb out of. It feels like you've nearly reached the top-

but your hand just slipped, plummeting you straight back down to the bottom, where you started.

And you break.

Tears stream down your face, and Fermín immediately tries to grab the phone from you, but you pull it away, swallowing as you blubber into the phone, "I don't know, Carlos... Okay... I don't know..."

There's a second or two of silence on the other end, before Carlos says, now in a more tender, less interrogating voice, "Y/n, all I asked is where your friend are. Is everything okay? Are you alright? Y/n, you're worrying me..."

"Please, Carlos... I'm fine... Just... Please..."

"Can you please just tell me the truth?"

"No..." you sniff, leaning into Fermín more and more. "I can't, because you'll be mad at me... It will ruin our relationship..." You don't know if you're talking about your relationship with Carlos or your relationship with Fermín.

"This is ruining our relationship! You keeping stuff from me! Y/n, you're my little sister! I don't want anything bad to happen to you! Just tell me what's wrong, and I can help!"

"You're the one making it all wrong. If you'd just leave me alone-"

"No. Y/n, you need to be honest with me right now, okay?"

"No, I don't. I don't, and I f*cking won't." At this, you hang up and fall into Fermín's arms.

He holds you there, close to his chest, before whispering, "I'm sorry..."

You look up slowly, sniffing, and wipe your eyes. It doesn't do much, since your tears are still coming. "For what?" you whisper. "You've done nothing wrong... It's just... Everything is messed up. Nothing went how I wanted it to... Fermín, I'm scared."

His eyes are tender, and he strokes your cheek. "My Y/n... I hate to see you cry. There's nothing to be scared of." He puts his arm around your back and starts leading you down the hall. "If Carlos finds out, Carlos finds out. He loves you, and you know that. I know you've spent all your energy hiding this, but mistakes happen, okay? I'll be by your side, but what's done is done." You nod, wiping up your soaked face with your hands, and let him lead you, until you get to the street. He sighs and murmurs, "F*ck. Missed the bus back to the hotel..."

"Oh..." a wave of guilt washes over you. "Fermín, I'm sorry... Isn't your team worried about you?"

"No, no. Don't worry about it. Either they completely missed my absence, or they got the memo that my girlfriend has just arrived and I might have other plans. Let's hope it's the second one, because that would be just a tad bit too silly if they just flat out forgot about me." There's a teasing tone in his voice, in an attempt to lighten the mood. Make you feel better. "You drove here? Where is your car?"

"Oh... yeah, right..." you sigh. After all the rush and emotions, you completely forgot you had your car here. You glance to Fermín, and catch in his expectant eyes a glint of excitement, too. You smile softly, understanding completely what this is from. You roll your eyes. "And no, Fermín. I didn't pull up in a Ferrari. That would draw too much attention." You can't blame him for being excited. You have driven a Ferrari before, (and many other super sick vehicles) and you know Fermín would love to go for a spin in one (or another of the insane sports cars you've driven.)

Fermín thinks they're cool, and as the daughter of Carlos Sainz Sr. and the sister of Carlos Sainz Jr., you tend to be able to get your hands on some pretty luxurious cars, it just so happens. And it's not like your family (especially your brother) won't jump at the drop of a hat to lend you something like that. You're Carlos's baby sister, and he'd do anything to treat you. So when you take advantage of that, every so often Fermín gets to go for a ride.

And you suppose Carlos has no idea of that.

Yet.

And just like that, you feel nauseous again.

When you arrive at Fermín's hotel room, you immediately both put on pajamas and get into bed. All night, he holds you close, never letting go. You lean your head against his chest, basking in the comfort. He knows it's hard. He understands what you're going through.

"Te amo," he whispers, just as you're drifting off to sleep. You never get a chance to say it back, because you're asleep before you can.

"I'm coming back to Barcelona with you."

"Lo siento, ¿qué?" Fermín asks, his head whipping up from tying the drawstrings of his sweatpants as he exits the hotel bathroom. His light pink lips are slightly parted as he stares at you, eyebrows raised.

"You heard me. I'm coming back to Barcelona with you," you repeat, locking eyes with him.

Fermín crosses the room and slips onto the hotel bed next to you, gently placing his hand on your thigh. "Mi corazón..." he mutters. "Of course I would never complain- I would love it if you came back to Barcelona with me. But don't you think that's not the best idea? Don't you have things to deal with back home in Madrid?"

You hesitate and mutter. "Sure I do. But I'd rather come with you back to Barcelona."

He frowns, nodding. "When are you going to go back to Madrid? And what will you tell your brother?"

Suddenly you snap, slipping out of bed, "I don't care, Fermín! And I don't plan to tell my brother anything! I know he'll call, but he can't make me pick up. I'm sick of him pretending like he's in charge of my life!"

"Y/n, come on. We both know he just cares about you. You know how worried sick he'll be if you randomly cut off communications and don't even tell him what happened to you. You can't do that to him. I know if my sibling did that to me, I'd be worried sick, too, and you and Carlos are very close. And he's much older than you. You know how he thinks of you. You can't do that to your brother," he tries, looking for eye contact. But you continue looking down.

"Fermín, no." You speak quietly, but firmly. "I won't. I'm scared, and I don't want to deal with him right now. And I know you said you'd be by my side, but I know you can't be. You can't possibly come to Madrid with me, and then get back to Barcelona."

Fermín sighs, and takes your chin, forcing you to look him in his eyes. "I understand you want to avoid your brother, but you can't have him worrying like that. It's just not right. He's only so concerned and protective because he cares, Y/n."

Your jaw clenches. You try to look away, but he doesn't let you. You swallow, looking at him, and murmur, realizing there's not much you can do, "Alright. Can we compromise?"

Fermín looks a little surprised at your sudden giving in, but nods. "Maybe. What are you thinking?"

You sigh. "I come back to Barcelona with you, but I still text Carlos. But I tell him I won't call, and if he wants to talk to me, he has to come to Barcelona himself and do it."

Fermín's immediate reaction is to protest with, "You expect him to drive from Madrid to Barcelona? You know how long of a trip that is!"

"Well, too bad, Fermín!" you snap. "It's what I'm willing to do! If he cares enough, he'll drive up. And trust me- he does."

Your boyfriend frowns, considering this, and finally nods. "Okay, then... I guess it's fair enough." And that's that.

You sit between Fermín's legs on the couch, watching the television as you munch on buttered popcorn and Fermín plays with/braids your hair. It's been three weeks since when Barcelona faced off with Barbastro, and since then all you've communicated with your brother is that if he wants to discuss anything with you, he's got to come to Barcelona and do it himself.

Do you miss your older brother? Yes. Yes, you one hundred percent do. Are you scared of your brother's attitude and reaction? Yes. Yes, you one hundred percent are.

As Fermín leans close, now stroking your arm with one hand, your phone buzzes in your lap. You give the bowl of popcorn to your boyfriend and pick up your phone.

You stare in shock at what you read on your phone. Fermín leans over and reads the text from Carlos along with you:

Carlos: I just arrived in Barcelona. I'm hoping we can meet somewhere in the morning, if you're not busy? I've been worrying lots

Fermín's hand gently moves to your waist, and after a few seconds, he whispers, "What will you do, my Y/n?"

"I don't know..." you sigh in hesitation.

"Can I make a suggestion?"

You look up at him from behind, meeting his eyes. You can't help but giggle at each other. He sighs, before turning serious again and saying, "Just send him my address and tell him to be around at 9:00 A.M."

"Fermín!" you snap, as though he's a complete lunatic. "You think we can just do it, just like that?!"

"Sure," he nods, cool headed. "I'm not scared of him, just because he drives cars fast and he's got big muscles. I run fast and... have slightly less big muscles than him." He grins, and you can't help but smile, too, at this. Fermín has a way of making serious things light-hearted. "Anyway, if you do it this way, I'll be there with you. Maybe it'd be easier to show him rather than tell. And I'll do the talking that you're still nervous to do. I will." He looks at you with sincere eyes.

You stare ahead, considering this for a while as Fermín slowly and absentmindedly rubs your thigh. Finally you sigh and mutter, "I guess that's the best thing... It's a shame it has come to this."

Fermín laughs softly, shaking his head, but you don't mind it. "You knew that at some point it would come to this. Y/n, you know this will be fine. It will be. I promise. Your brother loves you too much to do any of the stupid things you're scared of happening."

You frown, but then turn around hug him tightly. "Okay... Fermín." You look him in the eyes. "Okay. I know. It's still nerve-racking, though."

"I know, I know," he responds.

You sigh, take out your phone, and, despite yourself, text him.

Fermín gives your upper thigh a little pat.

You look up and study his handsome, lovely face for a few seconds, before kissing him all over. He lets you, chuckling a little. He always seems to laugh when you show him lots of affection, and you love it.

And before long, the two of you are fast asleep there.

When the doorbell rings at 9:01 A.M., your heart drops to your stomach. You knew it would happen. You prepared yourself. But you still can't help but shiver with nervous.

Fermín is trying making breakfast, and you're sitting at the island in the kitchen. He looks up from the food and is about to speak, but you say before he can, in a hurried tone, "I'll get it. You just stay here and keep making breakfast."

He hesitates for a moment, but then nods. "Alright... Call if you need me. And he's welcome to come in, too."

You nod and then head to the door. You exhale slowly, before opening the door.

Immediately, you're wrapped in a huge bear hug from your strong older brother, and he snaps, "What the hell? Why have you been avoiding me like this?! Are you embarrassed? It's fine! I've thought about it, and if you're dating a Barcelona fan that's fine... As long as he's a good guy, it shouldn't matter that much, right?"

You blink in surprise, leaning back, away from him, and meet his eyes, which are very similar to your own in shape and color. He's not stupid. Clearly he's tried to figure it out. But the concept of me dating an actual player for the club is so ridiculous, he just expects it's some random culer dude? Just this concept makes your heart (which was already in your stomach) seem to fall down to your knees. You swallow and awkwardly smile. If you could speak, you would, but no words whatsoever come to mind, and your mouth feels much too dry to form any words.

"So... I'm assuming this is his flat? Is he here? Can I meet him? What's his name?"

You allow yourself to breathe a little, and swallow. "Yes, this is his flat... And he's here... In the kitchen... You- You can meet him..." You open the door wide for him, and have to try a few times, before your voice finally allows you to call, "Fer- Fermín!"

"Fer...mín? That's his name?" your older brother asks. You nod slowly meeting his eyes again. You can't imagine that Carlos would know who Fermín is... right? It's not like a gives really any of his attention to any football club other than Real Madrid... Perhaps just the name sounds familiar? Well, it's not like Fermín has a super uncommon name or anything...

Your head is starting to hurt from all this overthinking. You swallow. "Yeah, yeah... That's his name."

You watch with dread (which you never though you'd feel at the sight of him) as your boyfriend enters the room. He has a smile on his face, but he's eyebrows are knitted together.

For a moment, the two stand there.

It's strange, for you. Here are (probably) the two people you care about most. The two people you spend the most time with, the two's whose opinions you value the most. Here they are, together. Two who you care about so much, but have always been separate. And you've always kept it that way.

It feels off, to have the two in the same room, right here, in front of you.

Their heights don't differ much, but Fermín's younger, gentler features contrast with Carlos. Fermín has lighter, nicer kept hair, while your brother of course has the same shock of dark hair you have, and right now, it's grown out a bit, curling at his ears.

You stare at the two.

You swallow as something like very vague recognition is reflected on Carlos's face. He says slowly, holding his hand out to shake Fermín's, "Hola... Have we met before...?"

You can't help but shake your head a little. Carlos, not recognizing a first team Barcelona player when he's right in front of him.

Or, pretty much first team, anyway.

A (cute) little nervous crooked smile appears on your boyfriend's face. He sends you a brief little glance with only those chocolate brown eyes, before looking back to Carlos. He shakes his hand as he swallows and says, "Well, you know, I... uh, I actually play for FC Barcelona."

Carlos opens his mouth, shuts it, and opens it again. "Okay..." he says slowly. "That... It makes sense, now... that Y/n was at the game in Barbastro..." he seems to be talking more to himself. He glances to you, and his eyes linger, before shifting back to Fermín and saying, "Fermín... Fermín Gómez...?"

That crooked little smile appears on Fermín's face again. "López."

You watch as your older brother nods, and then looks to you slowly. "Y/n, can I...?" he trails off, glancing to Fermín.

Fermín seems to get the hint that you didn't even pick up and nods, saying, "I'll go finish making breakfast. Carlos and Y/n, you're welcome to just stay here in the living room." He gives a cute little awkward smile, and walks out of the room.

Now you don't want him to go.

But your brother gently takes your wrist and tows you to the couch, forcing your eyes to wander from the doorway that Fermín just left through. You look to Carlos and swallow. Those eyes. So incredibly earnest. "You're not... mad?" you murmur softly.

"Mad? I'm disappointed you hid it from me, and didn't trust me. A part of me doesn't feel right about you dating a Barcelona player, but it's not like the club someone is playing for decides how good of a boyfriend he is, or if he's meant to be with my sister or not. I'm shocked- I was expecting it's a Barcelona fan, not a player. But whatever..." He trails off, swallows, and finishes, "No. No, I'm not mad."

"Oh... Oh, okay... I'm... I'm sorry."

He nods, not looking at you. "I forgive you. I'm sorry, too. There had to have been a reason why you didn't trust me. So I'm sorry."

You say, "I forgive you," though you're not even one hundred percent sure what you're forgiving him for.

If you thought introducing just your older brother to Fermín was just terrible, introducing him to your whole family is like actual hell.

Fermín keeps his arms tightly around your shoulders as you sit on your couch. You feel stiff and rigid as Fermín manages the awkward questions and empty small talk. Your family is always so open, but with Carlos insisting everyone meet Fermín here, it's unnatural.

Why don't they accept him? They accept other people's friends, girlfriends, etc., much easier. Fermín is acting so sweet and polite.. like he always does... What don't they like about him?

Unlike Carlos, do they really care that much about stupid football club rivalries? Gosh, there are plenty of fans of different clubs who get on just fine.

How is Fermín being a player any different?

He's a culer, just like any fan, right? I mean, I don't know what I am. Am I a culer?

Who cares? I'm Fermín López's girlfriend and Carlos Sainz Sr.'s daughter. Think that's enough for one person!

Suddenly you're pulled out of your racing mind when Fermín's hand settles on your waist and he says, "...right, Y/n?"

"Uh, huh?" you ask, looking at Fermín just as he pecks your lips with a little laugh. You blush and murmur, "Gosh, Fermín, not here."

But he pulls you tighter to his side and says with a soft, slightly defiant little smirk, "I'm so happy that you all have accepted me as Y/n's boyfriend, Sainz family." The faces of your family members span from confused to uncomfortable to (only a few of them) genuinely accepting. But Fermín adds with a chuckle, kissing your cheek, "Although, of course, your opinions, or anyone's, about our relationship doesn't matter to me." He meets your eyes with those deep brown ones.

You swallow and nod, getting up the courage in that moment to respond with, "Yeah, Fermín... You know, I think I agree with you..."

#fermin lopez #fermín lópez #fermín lópez fanfic #fermín lópez imagines #fermín lópez imagine #im really not in the mood to be writing tags rn #oh well #fc barcelona #barcelona #fermín lópez fan fic #fermín lópez fanfiction #fermín lópez fluff #fermin lopez x reader #fermin x reader #fermin lopez imagine #ferran torres #fermin lopez fluff #fermin lopez x you #joao felix #fermin lopez fanfic #fcb #fc barça #fc barca #carlos sainz #la liga #madrid #real madrid #barça #barcelona one shot #barcelona imagine

[purinfelix]

plsplsplspslpsl write calling bf barca boys (pedri, fermin, joao) + jude bellingham "bro"

"bro"

featuring: pedri, fermin, joao, gavi (i had to include my bby sorryyy!) and jude warnings: teensy bit cringe at times, be warned ...

a/n: once again apologising for being ia, but an eternal thank you to anon and every one else who's still interacting with me and sending me requests!! trying my best to get through them, thank you all for your patience <333

You don’t remember how it had happened honestly, the two of you had just been hanging out in his bedroom, a situation you had come to find comfort in since its frequency had become almost like a routine to the two of you. The air outside was cool, giving the two of you an excuse to curl up together under the blanket and binge watch episodes of your favourite show in a comfortable silence. That was, of course, until you heard the chime of your phone - causing you to perk up out of your boyfriends arms.

“Bro, could you get that for me?”

Pedri

Honestly he doesn’t think much of it at first, since your guys’ relationship has always been pretty casual in the way that you both trust each other enough not to overreact. He reckons that it probably slipped out by accident, and given that it’s what most of his teammates and friends call him, he doesn’t react that much. Sure, he noticed it, and filed it away to the back of his mind as a sign that you might be mad with him but he’s a pretty calm boyfriend only offers an amused eyebrow raise.

It’s only when he leans over and grabs your phone do you realise what you’ve said - but only decide to double down on it to get a reaction out of him.

“Thanks bro,” you say as nonchalantly as you can manage when he hands you your phone, immediately going to respond to whatever message had caused the notification sound. And at first it seems like he’s not going to indulge your obvious bait for a reaction - of course until you hear the rustle of bed sheets and his strong arm snake around your waist.

He lets out a soft mumble that roughly translates to - “What is it baby?” - as he buries his face into the crook of your neck in a loving, yet almost pleading manner. It doesn’t take long for you to give in to his charms.

“I’m only messing with you,” you giggle, patting the top of his head reassuringly.

Fermin

If there’s one thing you know about Fermin, it’s that he’s observant. However, another thing about him is that he’s a sly little shit. So whenever he feels he can sense you trying to prod at his temper it only ends in him serving you back your own attitude.

“Of course, bro,” he says, and even though you’re not looking at him as he turns to grab your phone, you can tell he has a wide smirk spread across his face.

You only give him a knowing look, and try your best to maintain your composure while stifling your laughter - but the minute he drops your phone into your hands you know he’s not going to back down on this.

“Thanks, dude,” you quip.

“Any time, my man.”

Silence, and you’re trying to figure out your next comeback while ignoring the weird way him calling you ‘my man’ made you feel. You feel oddly stupid for starting a game you know you couldn’t keep up with, but luckily your boyfriend has already caught wind of this by the look of amusement on his face.

“Something wrong, mate?” he chuckles as he leans over to peck your lips that you hadn’t realised had formed a pout. All you can do is sigh in faux-exhaustion before erupting into a fit of laughter.

Joao

It’s only once he’s reached over to grab your phone, that he clocks the odd new nickname. Immediately, but silently, his mind starts racing through the possible reasons as to why you’ve bestowed it upon him - did he do something wrong? He did only kiss you twice before leaving for training that morning, and he did accidentally move away from you when the two of you were cuddling earlier. He’s worried, but he’s also up to play your game if need be.

His grip on your phone tightens, and you hear his voice low, daring - “What was that darling?”

You truly meant it as an accident this time, and he manages to snap you out of it with his words. “Oh, sorry, babe,” you correct yourself and he nods as if to silently say that’s better.

You get your phone from him, and a quick kiss on the cheek before he settles back to wrapping his arms around you, tucking his head into the crook of your neck so he can look at your phone next to you.

Gavi

Whilst something like being called “bro” might not matter to most other guys, it definitely did to your boyfriend. His reaction to your words was immediate, his head whipping up from where he had been laying beside you, eyes round and pleading.

“What?” his voice was quiet, almost unbelieving and you had to try your best not to laugh at how dramatic your boyfriend’s reaction was. Still, a small chuckle escapes your lips, only making you feel worse as a small pout forms from his lips.

“Sorry, it slipped out,” you reassure him, reaching up a hand to stroke his cheek lovingly. He furrows his brows as if to pose the question - are you sure? But you only take this as a sign to mess with him, just a little more.

“What, you don’t like me calling you bro?” You’ve completely forgotten about your phone at this point.

“No, definitely not.” He’s oddly serious when he says this, but this only adds to how amused you are by this situation.

“Alright baby,” you hum out your apology, trying your best to further express this through your thumb on his cheek - and luckily he seems to get the message. Before you know it, he’s melted back into your arms, your fingers curling lazily around his hair.

Jude

“What?”

Jude is quick with it, turning to you immediately as soon as the word leaves your mouth with an expression that makes you realise your mistake all too quickly.

“Bro?” he asks again, almost daring you to repeat it, but the shocked laugh he lets out reassures you he isn’t taking it to seriously - only getting an unfair amount of amusement from your mistake.

“Whatever, babe, there,” you say in mock-annoyance, not wanting to let him get the better of you.

“Nuh-uh, you called me bro,” he pushed, leaning in close to you, his voice teasing.

“It was an accident, okay?”

“Sure,” he hums, finally grabbing your phone and handing it to you, all the while having a stupid smirk on his face, “I’ll just have to start calling you mate or something, yeah?”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” you mutter through pouted lips and he finally gives up the act, settling back by your side and pecking your cheek as an apology.

#pedri #pedri gonzalez #pedri x reader #pedri x you #fermin #fermin lopez #fermin x reader #fermin x you #joao felix #joao felix x you #joao felix x reader #gavi #pablo gavi #gavi x you #gavi x reader #jude bellingham #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham x you #purinfelix #jet answers ✧ #jet writes ★ #football fanfic #fc barcelona

[gavisfanta]

International student x Fermín

Reader and Fermín have been friends with benefits since she has to head home after the semester’s over but Fermín grows to have feelings for her and he confesses in the middle of sex. Something super teeth rotting, loads of fluff. Maybe Fer is a huge simp for the reader? If you’re comfy with this 😭

POLAND - FERMIN

summary: fermin will have to confess his feelings to you before you fo back to your home country or else its too late

a/n: not proofread, because again, I am lazy... sorry :D

dedicating this chapter to @iaeriy cause shes a simp too (plus my bae)

warnings: smut, a lot.

It was simple at first.

"Sex only?" You asked while Fermin nodded his head.

"We're both too busy to maintain a relationship, so why not just agree to be sex buddies, besides that, you need to leave in 3 months. I mean we both enjoy the sex don't we?" Your eyes lit up at the suggestion. Your friendship was falling apart since weeks now. So you agreed.

You originally met him at the university in a class where you had to work on a project together. The connection between you two was felt immediately. He also was shocked that your Spanish was that good since you're from Poland, you only moved to Barcelona to study for a few years before moving there.

"And you're...?" Fermin pulled the chair next to you so he could sit down. You threw your hair behind your back after you looked at the fit blonde man next to you.

"Y/n" You couldn't help but smile at him.

"Beautiful name." He didn't try to hide that he was flirting, the smile and the way he turned to face you in his chair was so obvious. "I'm Fermin."

"Nice to meet you Fermin." You looked up at him, he was slightly taller than you while sitting.

"It's a pleasure for me. It's also a pleasure to be working with you, I'm sure we're gonna have a great time together." Fermin told you without paying attention to his surroundings.

"Mr López, enough of the flirting you have time for that in your free time." Your professor scolded him and you quickly turned your head the other way to laugh.

Fermin shook his head while looking down into his lap, trying to hide that smile that spread across his lips when you looked at him again.

-

Suddenly Fermin sat down next to you on the bench in front of the school. "What are your plans for next year?" Fermin avoided eye contact while you looked at him with a shocked expression.

"Um, hi?" You smiled at him while he finally looked at you. "I'm gonna move back home, I'm not from here."

"Wait, you're not spanish?" He turned his upper body towards you as his brows knit together. He raised his brows as you shook your head. "Your Spanish is incredibly good. Its fascinating almost, taking that you're not even Spanish." He stopped for a second while he looked away. "Where are you from?"

"Im from poland" You answered and he couldn't help but smile at your words.

"So you can talk to Lewandowski?" He laughed a bit while you just grinned at his words.

"If I ever meet Lewandowski I'll talk to him in polish, yeah." You laughed.

Fermin the smiled. "When I play in the first team with him, I'll make sure that you're gonna talk to him in polish."

-

"Are you free tonight or do you have to study?" Fermins face was visible on your phone as you held it infront of you. You were just taking a walk on the beach when the midfielder facetimed you. Fermin had to leave for practice in 10 minutes so he wanted to talk to you about his idea. Even tho his friends knew about the two of you hooking up, he hated to talk about that topic in front of them.

"I have to study, but I can maje some time, when do you get off practice?" You inhaled the fresh air coming from the ocean while your shoes kept sinking into the sand.

"Can I come over after practice? That gives you another six hours to study." Fermins lips grew inro a smile afyer he heard that one sigh that meant 'fine, you have convinced me'. And he was right. "Fine, but shower at the facilities, I dont want you using my shampoo ever again." You gwve him a strict look. The midfielder bit his lip whole he nodded.

"I will, see you later." Fermin looked at you and the blue sky behind you. "Bye" You gwve him a small smile and then hung up the phone. After his face disappeared from the display, your airpods started playing runaway by Kanye West again, the midfielder calling you had paused the music on your phone. You inhaled sharply and then went on with your day.

-

"Hey babe!" Fermins voice echoed through the hallway right after the door slammed shut.

"I told you to stop calling me that." You sung without even taking your eyes off of the papers infront of you.

"Hey Sexbuddy, does that sound better?" Fermin was standing behind you, his presence made you feel hot immediately.

"No, that just makes me sound like an object." Eyes scanning across your notes whike you talked to the midfielder.

"Babe it is then." Fermin leaned down to your neck, his hit breath against your skin gave you shivers. You sighed and then turned in your chair so that you could face him. You looked at him for a couple of seconds before turning around again and going back to your studies. He then put both of his hands on your shoulders and you exhaled deeply.

"I don't see you for 5 days and your shoulders are this bad? You really need to relax a bit more." Fermin told you and started to massage your shoulders. You threw your head back as his string hands started to enlighten the tension from your muscles.

"I know babe, my hands work wonders." Fermin whispered into your ear and you couldnt help but smile. Then you stood up and stood proud infront of him, hair pulled back into a tight ponytail and shoulders pushed back. His hands slid from your shoulders to your waist, his big hands burning your skin with his hot touch. You were wearing a grey crop top with some black joggers.

You both knew why he was there, neither of you ever met up before to just talk with eachother. Maybe after sex he stayed sometimes but never just a normal meetup between the two of you.

"Let's go upstairs yeah?" You took Fermins right hand off of your body and interlocked your fingers with his. His lips curled up into a smile while he followed you up the staircase, his hand never leaving yours.

As soon as the two of you entered the bedroom, you closed the door and shut it behind yourself while Fermin shoved you against the door and crushed his lips into yours forcefully. Hot breaths were exchanged during the kiss and while Fermins hand slipped below the waistband of your joggers.

He then slipped them off then leaned down to grab your exposed tighs and lifted you up.

Your legs wrapped around his waist almost naturally and your lips never leaving his while your hands wrapped around his neck.

Eventually he walked you over to your bed and leaned over you, his hands sliding underneath the crop top and pulling it over your head. That left you only in your underwear.

"Take off your clothes Fer." You started pulling at the hem of his shirt until he chuckled and took off his clothes.

"Needy much princesa?" Fermin who was only in his boxers leaned over you again. The temple in his boxers was so obviously visible as you looked down at his abs.

"You could say that-" You then put your hands behind yourself and unclipped your bra, pulling it off your arms. His gaze shifted from your eye to your tits, a smirk made its way to his lips.

"But what if you find out instead?" You pulled off your panties too.

Fermin has never pulled down his boxers that fast as he did that time. His dick jumping out of the white fabric material, tip red and pre cum glistening over it. He pumped his hand uo and down a couple of times while he put your left leg over his shoulder. Your pussy was on display for jim.

"You're so wet." He mumbled as he licked his fingers and spread it along your folds. You were too much of a mess fo answer him, so thats why you nearly screamed when you felt his tip enter you, and slowly he was fully inside of you. You threw your head back and arched your back off the bed towards him. No matter how many times you slept with him, you couldn't get enough of him once he was inside of you.

"Are you okay?" Fermin groaned and you nodded, your heavy breathing made him worry a bit.

You nodded, and as he began thrusting in and out of you, you closed your eyes. The room was filled with noises of skin slapping, his low groans and your moans.

"You're amazing" Fermin hid his head in the crook of your neck. His hot breaths burning against your sweaty skin.

You shut your eyes as he hit a spot that made you drop your jaw. Fermin noticed that he hit the right spot and kept hitting it, soon the warm feeling in your stomach started to build up. The aching feeling in your legs got worse as he grabbed both of them and put them over his shoulders, allowing him to reach even deeper inside of you.

Just after a few seconds his rhythm became uneven and you knew he was about to come. And just a few seconds later Fermin came and you felt his load filling you up.

He was panting heavily as he then made you finish too just a couple of minutes later.

"Are you okay?" He asked you after the sex.

"Yeah" You answered shortly, a small smile decorating your lips as you were still in shock of how good it was, once again.

"Good." Fermin said and then kissed your cheek.

-

"Hermano where were you yesterday?" Gavi walked up to Fermin in the dressing room the next day. The blonde midfielder jumped a little, he feared seeing Gavi that day.

Gavi had called him the previous day and texted him a lot of times. Fermin however didn't pick up because he was busy seeing you.

That wasn't the first time it had happened that Fermin didn't pick up or answer his phone because he was seeing you. That was exactly why Gavi knew what his friend was up to.

"At home." Fermin told Gavi in a nervous tone, he tried to hide it as much as he could from the younger midfielder but it was impossible.

"You were with Y/n weren't you?" Gavi sighed and looked away for a second before looking back at Fermin. "Listen you need to tell her that you have feelings for her."

Gavi's words made Fermins hair stand up straight, it almost gave him shivers. He was well known to the fact that he may or may have not caught real romantic feelings for you, but nobody had ever told him to confront you about them.

"I can't, you know that. What we have is just sex, we agreed on that." Fermin answered shortly and then turned back to the shirt he wanted to pull over his head.

"Your time is running out, how long until she leaves?" Gavi stood in that one spot while his friend kept changing his clothes.

"2 months." Fermin answered and avoided eye contact.

"You need to tell her as soon as possible." Gavi gave him a serious look before he turned around and made his way to his locker.

"mhm"

-

"Are you busy?" Fermin asked while you just walked into the locker room at the gym you were going to. A deep sigh escaped your lips as your chest was still rising up and down at a bit of a faster pace.

"I'm at the gym rn, I just got done." Taking the dark blue towel you always had with you and drying off the sweat off your forehead, Fermin smiled on the other end of the phone.

"I'll pick you up and we'll go back to your place, is that good?" Fermin asked.

"Yeah, just hurry, and I'll need to take a shower when we're there." You explained while already grabbing your hoodie so that youre not walking around with a sports bra only.

"Perfect me too, see you soon." Fermin hung up the phone with a wide smile. You on the other hand wasn't so smiley. So when Fermins car stopped at the side of the road and you were able to get in, he notoced immediately that you were in a bad mood.

He leaned over the center console and pressed a kiss on your lips, your eyes immediately widened and you pulled away from him.

"What are you doing?" You raised your voice a little as you looked at him shocked. Fermins smile had faded and he just loomed at you, confused while hie mouth was slightl open.

"I kissed you" Fermin tried to justify himself and he began to drive while you grabbed the seatbelt.

"Why here, do you want anyone to see? Do you want the media to know that we're fuck buddies?" You asked, Fermin just stayed quiet while he focused on ths road and listened to you. He knew that you were right but it still hurt him a bit.

So he mumbled a quiet "Sorry" and you scoffed while pulling out your phone.

Fermin on the other hand was biting down on his tongue while he really tried to keep his mouth shut. He just got the confirmation that you would never want to be his girlfriend, you dont wanna be seen with him.

So he stayed quiet, until he parked down the car in front of your apartment. "So you're still down to fuck?" Fermin asked, speaking way too fast but confident while he looked at you, brows knit together.

As soon as you heard his tone you turned your head confused. "Are you seriously mad now?" Your brows were raised and the midfielder scoffed while shaking his head and turning off the car.

"Let's go inside, since you don't wanna be seen with me anyways." Fermin mumbled as he opened the door, it was difficult for you to understand the last part because he had already stepped out of the car.

"Fer, come on" you walked a bit faster so you could catch up with him, he walked to your apartment and unlocked the door with his key. Then he turned around as soon as you closed the door.

"So you still wanna get laid? I see." Fermin nodded without even trying to hear you out. You tried to speak up multiple times but he always just answered with "no" and cut you off, until you had enough.

"Could you just shut the fuck up for a second and hear me out?" Your voice loud, it made Fermin shut his mouth immediately, he now looked at you with raised brows and big eyes. "i never said I dont wanna be seen with you, I said I dont want people to find out that we're hooking up. That's only for you, because you know how everyone is, they'll say stuff like youre distracted by me and all of that. I don't like you kissing me in public for your careers sake." You spoke way too fast which left you with a lack of air after everything you said.

Fermins mouth was hanging slightly open and he was speechless, he felt like an idiot. Not hearing you out when what you did was completely right, you were right. Now the regret washed over him and he buried his face in his hands.

He lifted his head again as he mumbled a quiet "Sorry" while looking into your eyes with all honesty. "I'm so sorry, you're right." Fermin told you again, this time you didn't just stand there, taking a step closer to him, you wrapped your arms around him and rested your head against his body.

He also put his arms around you and immediately he felt safe, he felt like everything in the world was okay again. That was when his eyes widened, however you didn't notice that. The truth was, Fermin was scared of his feelings, of his romantical feelings towards you.

He didn't want to fall in love with his sex buddy, what was even worse that you were leaving soon.

You pulled him back from his thought as you looked up at him due to him being slightly taller. "I still wanna get laid tho." A smile displayed on your lips while Fermin was looking back at you with an even bigger one.

Before he however did anything, he leaned closer to you and carefully put his lips onto yours. His hands pulling your hips closer and for the first time, the kiss you two shared wasn't rushed, wasn't contained only of moans and heavy breaths, nothing sexual, just you two sharing a kiss.

Then you pulled away and then slowly started backing up into your bedroom, laying down on the bed, you took off your shirt. You smiled as he walked even closer to you.

"Hey it's 'The Best Sex You've Ever Had' what can I get you?" Fermin moved up his hand to his ear and pretended to talk into a microphone.

"I think I'd enjoy missionary," You smiled cheekily and Fermin nodded his head. He pulled his shirt off and after you both were naked, he got on top of you, admiring your body while he teased your entrance with his tip.

You threw your head back as he pushed inside you and you felt his dick twitch against your walls.

Then he slowly began to pull out and push in again. He repeated that for a whole while and eventually also added to your overstimulation by rubbing your clit. You both came at the same time and Fermin collapsed on top of you. Howver you convinced him that it's totally fine to do another round. So he oushed inside of yiu again, it didn't take long for him to feel on edge. "I'm about to come." He groaned while closing his eyes shut.

"Come inside me Fermin." You told him to which he just responded with a low and silent groan.

"Fuck, I love you" Fermin whispered without thinking and suddenly you immediately stopped moaning and looked at him still pumping his dick in and out of you.

"What?" You asked and took Fermins jaw to make him look up at you. He stopped his movements and looked up at you.

"What did you say?" Your voice sounding unsure, in that second Fermin realised what he said and his eyes widened.

"Nothing" He tried to ignore you and went back to thrusting inside of you, harder and faster this time but you stopped him again.

"Fermin stop, talk to me." You told him and he immediately stopped again. "What did you say?"

"Nothing"

"Shit Fermin I know you said I love you." You told him while you sat up and pulled a blanket over your legs.

Fermin opened his mouth but no words came out. He had to think everything he wanted to say through. "I don't know why, it's just- its just everytime I look at you I get this funny feeling." He explained, while the only thing you did was cover your mouth with your hand and look to the side.

"Fer we agreed to sex onl-" You began but he cut you off.

"Obviously we did, do you think I chose to fall inlove with you when you're literally leaving for Poland soon?" Fermin raised his voice a bit which made you look back at him.

"I don't know what to say honestly." You shrugged your shoulders and then looked away again.

"Listen I-" This time you cut off Fermin.

"I think you should go home." You told him and Fermins mouth opened slightly. He looked away for a second before making eye contact with you again.

"But-" He began but then stopped mid sentence. "Okay, I'll see you later." He gave you a faint smile while he grabbed his things and went towards the door. You flashed him an awkward smile and then watched him leave the bedroom.

THE NEXT DAY

"You have to tell him that you like him too." Luca whispered to you and you raised your head immediately to cover up his mouth with your hand.

"Are you mentally alright? Don't say that when he's right across the room?!" You whispered back aggressively and he laughed a little bit.

"Why won't you tell him though, you got the conformation that he loves you back." Luca still tried to convince you ans eventually you released an annoyed sigh.

"I'm afraid to start something with him that I cannot finish if I have to go back to Poland soon" You said and Luca furrowed his brows while he thought of a solution.

"Just stay here then" He shrugged his shoulders as he suggested. Your eyes widened and you gave him a look.

"You think its that easy? I dont have the money to live here, let alone afford something anywhere in the world." You admitted to which Luca reacted with a smile.

"Ask him to stay at his place until you can afford your own." Your classmate turned his head to face you and you looked back at him.

"You're not completely sane, I'm telling you." You mumbled while shaking your head, he laughed a little bit at your words.

You sighed deeply and then looked at Fermin across the classroom who was writing something on his paper. "I will talk to him."

"Hey Fer," Fermin turned around as soon as he heard you call his name. "can we talk?" You asked.

"Yeah, what's up" Fermin seemed closed off to you, he was even a bit awkward when talking to you.

"Can we go back to your place maybe? Just somewhere private." You suggested and he quickly nodded, then he turned around and you both got into his car. This is not the first time people from uni see you getting into Fermins car.

The drive to his place was quiet, awkward and uncomfortable. Not only for you but for him too. So when you arrived at his place, immediately you went inside and sat down on his couch. You weren't at his place that often because he preferred to stay at yours rather than at his.

So when he sat down next to you, you let out a heavy sight but he cut you off before you were able to even begin talking.

"I'm sorry, I know falling in love with you was a mistake when we agreed to only have sex, but you're so-" Fermin rushed his words until you said something.

"I love you too." Fermin however ignored you and kept talking.

" but you're so loveable and you always make me smile and- wait... what?" Fermin realized what you just told him, you wore a cheeky smile on your lips as his jaw dropped.

"You love me too?" He questioned to which you responded with a nod. "You love me too!" He jumped up in joy and opened up his arms. You smiled while standing up and hugging him back. He kept swinging with you in his arms from side to side and you couldn't help but smile.

"That means I can't let you go back to Poland." Fermin pulled back by an inch to look at you.

"If you'll ask me to, I'll never visit Poland again."

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[taasgirl]

physical

summary: as barcelona's newest physio, y/n's job becomes increasingly difficult through language barriers and awkward encounters; until the guide of a few players assist her in navigating Spanish life.

author's note: i am not a spainish speaker so please don't attack me because this is all translated.

NOT PROOF READ. Sorry if there are any mistakes lol

Why did I ever move here? Although Spain is gorgeous, I miss Sydney far too much. And to even consider applying for a job as physio for Barcelona, delusional. But here I am.

Notes in hand, I make my way through the main building, approaching a desk occupied by two women.

"Hola, en qué puedo ayudarte?" The blonde one says, skimming my casual attire. "Hola, hablo no espanol." The woman straightens her posture and repeats her question, but this time in English. "Hello ma'am, what can I help you with?"

A deep breath, and I begin speaking, "Hi, I'm here for the role as general physio - I'm Y/N L/N." Quickly, the woman begins typing into her computer, skimming blurbs of information until she finds what she needs. "Welcome to the club Y/N, please take a seat while I contact the head physio." I nod in response and take a seat facing towards the television.

After around five minutes, a man appears from the corridor. "Y/N, Que tal! Please follow me." I leave my seat and follow my new coworker, Beau Martine. "How are you finding Spain?" I pick up on a French accent, pleased to not be the only non-Spanish person. "Ah. it's definitely an adjustment for me." I pause before continuing. "I thought I'd pick up on the language a little easier but I guess that's something that'll improve while I'm here." Beau opens a door, allowing me in first.

"Take it from me, it does get easier." A smile quirked the man's face, instantly calming some of my worries.

We're in a small, but manageable room. "This is your office Y/N." I take a look around, it's nothing flashy, simply a desk with two chairs and a cabinet. "It definitely needs some decorating, but here you will be completing paperwork and doing general admin." He continues "Your programmes and duties will not be run in here, but further down the hall in the recovery room." Beau points to the door, signalling a further examination of the building.

Walking a few meters, we enter a large room. Already, there are two physios, a man and woman, massaging and rehabbing players. I smile at them before Beau introduces me. "Saludos, this is Y/N, our new physio." Before the two could introduce themselves, Beau speaks, "Maylin and Christos are our recovery coaches, both specialising in post surgery recovery." They smile at me, while still attentively helping their patients.

"Training begins soon, so we'll head out to the fields to supervise the boys."

Once we arrived at the ground, I could feel the eyes of a few players, obviously aware of my lack of Barcelona gear, confused by my presence. Now, more than anything, I am grateful that I don't need an introduction. I am so totally okay with just standing and observing.

While another coach directs the warm up, I evaluate the players, concluding how absolutely beautiful some of them are.

I would be lying if I said that I hadn't watched edits of the players before-hand. But to me, that was simply all research. Throughout the session, my gaze found it's way back to a certain player. A certain player whose aura mesmerised me. Pedri.

Sharp but smart moves were a constant by him, and I was in awe by his calmness on and off the ball.

With about twenty minutes left, a player fell to the ground with a high pitched yelp. Immediately engaging Beau and myself to his aide. Looking down, it was Ferran Torres. He clutched his knee in agony.

I put my hand on his knee, evaluating any type of inflammation. "Vamos Ferran, vamos a llevarte adentro" (Come on Ferran, let's bring you inside). Beau and I helped him up, ensuring no pressure was put onto his affected leg.

Making our way into the recovery room Beau says to me "He's all yours, work your magic Y/N." I smile appreciatively at him while we lay Ferran down. Soon enough it's just Ferran and I, and I can feel my heart beating erratically.

I've never been this nervous to evaluate an injury before, so why do I feel as if I'm about to vomit everywhere?

Ferran, now completely quiet looks up at me. "You new here?" I nod in response, praying that he won't speak to me in Spanish. "I'm Ferran." He holds his hand out for me to shake. "I'm Y/N." His smile fades when he remembers his pain.

While I assess his knee, he continues with conversation. "Are you American?" I look at him, slightly unamused. "Not at all. Australian born and raised." I touch his knee causing a groan. "I know this hurts, but you've hyper-extended your knee."

"Joder." His only response. As I search for ice, he breaks the silence again. "You know, a few of the guys out there were calling you pretty." I look at him, slightly blushing. "I think it was Balde who said he'd get injured just so he could talk to you." My eyebrows raise. For such serious athletes, they sure do have interesting perspectives.

"Well I guess I should be lucky to be in here with someone who is actually injured." Ferran looks towards me. "So if you're a graduate physio, how old are you?" Almost instinctively I reply, "Twenty. I did accreditations for university while I was still in high school, so I was able to graduate before my peers." Impressed, Ferran tilts his head. "Hm, you're similar to Pepi's age." The next sentenced he mumbled, although I could perfectly understand what he said. "Probably his type too." I look up, pretending not to hear his additional comment.

"Who's Pepi?" At that exact moment, two players had walked into the room. "Joder Ferran, what happened?" Alejandro had walked over to his friend and immediately diverted his walk when he saw me.

"Ella es igual de hermosa de cerca." (She's just as beautiful up close.) I smiled nervously, not understanding a single word. Ferran responded, making Pedri blush "Es el tipo de Pepi." (She's Pepi's type.)

I've never once envied people for speaking Spanish, more than I feel right now.

"Sorry for their interruption, they're just a little curious." Ferran had said, playfully pushing Pedri. "Ale, Pepi, this is Y/N she's the new physio." Suddenly Alejandro gripped his hammy.

"Fuck I think I tore it." Instinctively I rushed to him. I went to feel his leg before he and the rest of the boys began laughing. "Just kidding querida." I awkwardly laughed before placing ice on Ferran's leg.

Ferran, Pedri, and Alejandro continued to talked while I scribbled an outline of Ferran's recovery. It would involve consultation regularly, with physical therapy to assist his knee. Luckily he wouldn't need surgery, which meant he was my patient for the next few weeks.

Walking to Ferran, I explained his recovery process. He would be out for a few weeks and wouldn't be kicking a ball for at least another two. He attentively listened, and by the time I had outlined what we would do in our meetings, Pedri and Alejandro were lifting him up. I helped the boys out, while making my way to my office to write an article of review.

After writing a page or so, a loud knock came to my door. "Come in."

In walked the head coach, Xavi. "Please, have a seat." I signalled to the seat opposing my desk, allowing him to sit down.

"Lovely to meet you Y/N." He smiled at me. "I know this is your first day, but here we follow tight procedures in terms of injury reduction and recovery." I nodded, allowing him to continue. "To my understanding, Ferran has hyper-extended his knee. And according to him, you've already began a recovery plan." Wait, was I not meant to do that? Fuck I should've talked to Beau first.

"If you have a plan, I'd like to see it." I turned my computer to face him. He skimmed what I had written. "This is great. You should be proud." Unknown to him, I had written plenty of recovery plans for hyper-extended knees. This was second nature to me. "Do you mind forwarding it to me? Here I'll write my Email and number down so you can contact me."

Camp Nou. It was stunning. The crowd, the lights, the atmosphere. All of it. I sat on the bench, next to Beau and Maylin, watching the game closely, ready for any disturbances in play.

Ferran, still sidelined smiled at me occasionally, it was good to know that I had a friend. His recovery had been going well, however I hadn't allowed him to begin running yet, it would put too much of a strain on his body.

It was an incredible game, close between the two teams, however, Barca was victorious after the ninetieth minute. Xavi huddled staff and players into a circle, giving a quick talk before the players went to the showers.

"¡Qué juego! Jugaste de manera excepcional, estoy orgulloso de este equipo." (What a game, you played exceptionally, I'm proud of this team!) God I needed to brush up on my Spanish if I had any hopes of understanding anything here. I looked forward, locking eyes with Pedri.

His hair was wet with sweat, his cheeks an adorable shade of pink. We held eye contact through Xavi's short speech, and I couldn't help but blush at the attention. He was just so gorgeous. By the time Xavi had finished his speech everyone dispersed. Walking away, I felt a tap on my shoulder. Turning around, I realised it was Pedri.

"Hi." I shyly said. He smiled. God that smile was infectious. "Hey." We stood there for a few seconds until he began speaking. "A few of us are going out tonight to celebrate the win. I was wondering if you'd like to join us."

"Oh." I replied "I'm sorry but I'm going out tonight." It was true. I had agreed to go out for drinks with my barista. To me it was less of a date, and more of an attempt to make friends. "No problem. I'll see you around." He awkwardly walked away. I definitely just fucked up.

Once I had gotten home, I began getting ready for tonight. The barista, Elijah, was a fellow Australian, although he had been living in Spain for the past few years. I'd been going to the same cafe every morning since I landed in Barcelona, and once Elijah had picked up on my accent it was nothing but polite and short conversation about our hometowns.

Arriving at the bar, I found a seat right by the bartender. Now, I don't normally drink but today I wanted to let loose, I wanted to celebrate the success of my new job.

"I'll grab an old fashioned." The bartender nodded and began pouring my drink. Soon twenty minutes had passed and there had been no sign of Elijah. I pulled out my phone and began texting him, to no surprise there was no response.

As time passed, it became increasingly obvious that I had been stood up. After calling Elijah to no avail, I left the bar.

How shitty was that? To not even text and say that he couldn't make it... And especially considering that I am in a foreign country late at night. Classy.

Making my way through town, I noticed the flashing lights of a near by club. Similar to alcohol, I don't usually go clubbing, but with the amount that I've drunken tonight already, I deserve to at least check it out.

I get in easily and scope the crowd out. Lucky for me it's people mostly my age.

Walking up to the bar, I order a Margarita, swig the glass and walk onto the floor. The music was blasting a mix of Latin Pop and Old School Classics. Firstly my hips swayed, then my entire body. Soon enough I was dancing amongst plenty of people. All of which good looking.

After a solid ten minutes, I make my way out and successfully find an empty seat to relax for a few minutes. Fuck Elijah, this is already fifty times better then having a sophisticated chat over wine.

When I got back onto the floor, my shoulder was lightly tapped. I spun around. "Having fun?" My eyes focused on the figure in front of me. Then I realised who it was. Pedri.

Already tipsy, a shot of confidence sparked through me. "Oh my God! Pedri!" I hung my arms around his neck. "I'd much prefer to be out with you tonight." He looked down at me confused.

I began dancing while he stood their in shock "You're lucky you're a footballer because oh my you're a terrible dancer." I earned a chuckle as he placed his hands on my hips and began dancing with me.

"For a girl whose generally shy, I can't say that I'm surprised that alcohol loosens you up." I smack his shoulder. "Be polite! I'm pretty much your boss." He raised his eyebrows laughing to himself. "I don't think that's how it works Carino."

We continued to dance until we were interrupted by a loud voice and quickly removed our hands from each other's bodies.

"Y/N! My saviour!" For a split moment I sobered up and scolded Ferran. "You shouldn't be partying and dancing! You need to rest your knee otherwise you could end up more hurt."

"You crack me up, come on let's take a seat." I followed Ferran while Pedri followed me to the bar. We sat together, me between the two boys, and ordered our drinks.

"So, how was your little date tonight?" He nudged me. God I had forgotten that I told him about Eli.

"Uhh." I fiddled with my straw. "He was kinda a no show." Shocked, Ferran placed a sympathetic hand on my arm. "Trust me, baristas will never be someone's soulmate."

"Speaking from experience Fer?" Pedri chirped up. "Hmm something like that." Ferran responded.

"Hey Y/N, I want you to meet my girlfriend Sira, I think you two would make great friends." Ferran stood up to find his girlfriend, leaving Pedri and I alone.

Pedri looked at me and spoke. "Eres tan hermosa." I responded, rather annoyed with his choice to speak his native tongue. "Enough with everyone speaking Spanish here! Like okay I get it, you all have sexy accents and think it's romantic to converse with me in a language I don't understand. I'm getting lessons okay! It's just so hard to be here by myself." Soon enough tears began to stream down my face. I need to remember to stop drinking after my second glass.

Naturally, Pedri pulled me into a hug, allowing me to let all my frustrations out.

I didn't realise how upset I had become about my time here in Spain. Through the facade of cheap eats and my dream job, I forgot who I really was.

"I'm sorry for annoying you Carino. All I said was that you looked beautiful." I blushed, still not looking at him. "You see, I get nervous around pretty girls, and you happen to be the prettiest that I have ever seen." He knew exactly what to say to get my heart racing.

"I miss my home too. Especially my mother." At this I look up at him. He wipes the tears off my face with his thumb. "But I understand. You've come here all by yourself to work a new job without anyone supporting you. You're so strong." He smiled at me.

"I think we need to bring you home, I don't want you be late to work tomorrow." I sighed as he helped me out of my seat.

"Do you live nearby? I'm happy to walk you home." I accepted his offer.

Walking through the streets of Barcelona, Pedri made sure to explain his teammates and their personalities.

"Ale might just be the biggest flirt so don't mind him."

"Oh trust me, I can tell." I replied, still wandering through quiet lanes.

"And your best friend Ferran, he's a nutjob but such a good kid."

"Isn't he older than you?"

"Eh, to me he's a brother."

We began to approach my apartment. "This'll be me." I indicated towards the building. "Would you like me to walk you in?" I shook my head, not wanting to keep him out here any longer.

He grabbed my hand as we held eye contact. "Maybe we could do this again. I really enjoyed hanging out with you tonight. Even if it was a short amount of time." I smiled agreeingly.

Then it got quiet, we were both obvious to what should happen, so I leaned in. Immediately he took a step back.

Holy fuck he had just rejected me? Sweet talk all night and now he wouldn't even kiss me??

He looked down at me. "I'll see you tomorrow." I smiled awkwardly and took a step back.

God Spanish men weren't for the fainthearted.

"Are you okay Y/N." Looking up from my clipboard, Ferran was in my eyesight. "Yup, just slightly hungover."

"I heard a certain someone followed you home." He smirked while lying down on my physio bed. "Ha ha very funny." I sarcastically responded.

I began to unwrap the tape on his knee, making sure to not pull too aggressively. "I never got to introduce you to my girlfriend. Here let me find a photo to show you."

"Not now Ferran. Just let me do this." I snapped at him.

It had been two and a bit weeks since he originally injured his knee, and in my eyes, he was ready to begin training with the squad again, however with restrictions to ensure his safety.

"What's wrong doc?" He asked me, genuinely concerned.

"I'm just a little on edge." Continuing, "I don't know, I think I pissed Pedri off." Ferran laughed. "Yeah trust me you didn't." Sighing, I began to feel around Fer's knee. "You're all good to train." His face lit up. "Seriously!?" He was ecstatic. "You'll be doing a strict 15 minutes training to 5 minutes rest tempo. And no tackles yet. I'll talk to Xavi."

Ferran rose and gave me a huge kiss on my cheek. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I smiled at him, happy for him to be returning.

Once he left, I headed into my office, writing an integration plan for Ferran, to give to Xavi. My door was wide open, and in walked Gavi.

I hadn't really spoken to him much before so I was slightly confused as to why he was in my office. "Hey sorry to interrupt, but we're going out to the fields so..." I stood from my chair. "Right, yeah thank you."

As soon as I had gotten to the ground my eyes found Pedri, luckily, he hadn't noticed me yet.

"Hey Y/N, is Ferran ready yet?" Xavi approached me. I gave him the plan and explained to him what I explained to Ferran. Pleased, Xavi took my paper and walked back to his squad.

Throughout the session I made my way to players, taping a few shoulders and ankles, massaging a few calves. Watching Ferran get back on the grass was a happy moment. Although he'd only been out for a few weeks, his comeback proved my competence as a physio. people now trusted me.

I noticed Pedri limping after an awkward tackle with Raphina, however he insisted to his coach that he was fine to play on. I however, noticed that he was in discomfort so I watched his movement.

By the end of training, Pedri was visibly in pain. Truthfully, I didn't want to face him so I avoided him and Beau in an attempt to not be assigned to him. But Ferran had other plans.

"Yo, Y/N. Can you check Pepi's ankle?" Awesome. I made my way to the boys. Pedri leaned slightly on Ferran's frame. "Come on let's get you inside."

Pedri seemed okay to walk in with minimal assistance, and soon it was only him and I in the recovery room. "Take a seat I'll get you sorted." He sat up on the bed as I helped him remove his boots.

"Please don't let this be awkward." I looked up at him after his words. "Strictly professional." I felt his ankle and evaluated the bruising. "It's not good is it?" He asked looking at me defeated. "I'm not sure as of right now but I think I need to bring in the doctor."

"What do you think it is?" He asked my naively.

"I can't indicatively say but I think its a tendon tear." I could see him cringe at my answer. "But I haven't done any tests so I can't say for sure."

"I'm gonna go find the doctor." Suddenly he grabbed my wrist. "Wait, I need to speak to you." The emotion on his face indicating that he really needed me to stay with him. I didn't respond, instead sitting down on the edge of the bed.

"I wasn't lying when I said that I'd wanted to go out with you again." He looked at me sympathetically. "And I didn't kiss you not because I didn't want to. I wanted it to be at the right moment." I look around the room. The silence is killing me. "Now I know that I'll be injured for a little while but would you like to come around to my house tonight? There'll be a few of the guys over and I'm cooking." He smiled. That smile.

I couldn't say no to him but I wanted to keep him on his toes. "I'll let you know by the end of the day." Smiling cheekily he held onto my hands. "But first I do need to bring the doctor in, so hang tight."

By the time I had come back in, Ferran and Gavi were next to Pedri. Dr Nicholson evaluated Pedri's ankle as a torn ligament and sent him off for a few X-Rays. "Soooo anything happen?" Ferran asked me playfully. "No Ferran, now I need to get back to work and so do you. Get to the gym."

By the time I was packing up my files a shadow appeared in my doorframe. "Decided yet?" His smirk tugging at his lips, instantly causing me to do the same. "Good afternoon to you too." He walked forward to me, closing the door behind although not without some difficulties as a result of his crutches.

"You look pretty pathetic with those things. I don't know how you're going to be cooking." He took a seat in my spare chair as I continued filling. "Eh, I might get some help from one of my friends." God he was so flirty I genuinely couldn't keep up with this man.

"Now I would offer to pick you up, but unfortunately I'm in a bit of a predicament right now. Should I send someone to pick you up or would you like my address?" I could not stop smiling. "Send me someone."

I pulled out my phone. "What's your number? I'll send you my address." After we exchanged numbers Pedri stood by the door. "I'll see you later then Carino."

Okay so Pedri didn't exactly discuss with me what the dress code was. I knew that it would be his teammates and their girlfriends I seriously didn't know what to pick. Something casual? Something Classy? Barca merch??? I decided to play it safe and be comfortable.

I slipped on sweatpants and a white top and called it a day. Pedri had told me that I'd be getting picked up at 6:00 so I headed down to the street by outside my complex. I wasn't quite too sure on how the driver would know to collect me, but as soon as a reached for my phone a car pulled in front of me. I didn't recognise who it was, "Y/N?". I nodded and proceeded into the back of the car.

The drive was supposed to be thirty minutes, but a large pause of traffic delayed time. By the time I had gotten to his house it was 6:50. There were already three cars parked in the driveway and suddenly I felt an indescribable wave of nervousness.

So do I walk up to his door and knock on it? Or do I message him or do I try and get in. I stress too much.

Once at the door I knocked. It was loud enough to be heard from the story above, and soon enough the door was answered. An enthusiastic Ferran picked me off my feet, I made eye contact with Pedri.

"Sira ven rápido, ella está aquí!." (Sira come quick, she's here) While he ran to find Sira I met Pedri's gaze. "You look beautiful tonight, Carino." In an attempt to divert my blush, I focused on his ankle. "How are you holding up, does it feel okay?" Smiling, he replied, "You worry too much Y/N come in."

I walked into his home and oh my was it gorgeous. The ceilings were raised and huge windows adorned the frame. I can't believe he lives here.

"Everyone's just in the living room." As we walked in, I recognised Ferran, Gavi, Fermin, and the girl cuddled up with Ferran.

"Ayyyy she finally came!" Gavi said, raising his glass in the air. I took a seat on the couch facing the fireplace, and as soon as I had sat down, it felt as if I had found my place.

Pedri was in and out of the kitchen, cooking on an injured ankle while attempting to keep conversation. Bless his heart.

I had spoken to Sira a lot, and we had much in common. By 7:30 Pedri had called us to the dining room.

We sat down, a seat empty next to me (assuming it was Pedri's). He brought out the dishes and to say I was impressed was an understatement. Truthfully, I didn't recognise most of the dishes but by the looks of astonishment on Fermin and Gavi's face I knew it was impressive.

"Es una locura ver lo que te hace una chica bonita!" (It's crazy to see what a pretty girl does to you.) Gavi said aloud, cracking everyone up.

Pedri took his seat next to mine and whispered in my ear, "He said that beautiful girls make me do crazy things." My cheeks reddened, he remembered.

The meal was delicious, conversation was flowing effortlessly, you could tell that they all loved each other. Suddenly the chatter was drowned out as I felt Pedri's hand land on my thigh. I looked at him but he was still engaged in conversation with Ferran.

As we finished up, Pedri was banned from cleaning anything (specifically by me, doctors orders.) "Okay fine I'll take a seat, but I need the physio to check out my ankle so you're on your own guys." They all groaned in unison that I was allowed to rest.

He laid upright on the couch, signalling for me to place myself between his legs. Without a second thought, we were cuddling together, talking about our lives.

I found myself telling him about my home, and how much he'd enjoy it if he went.

He was playing with my hair and giving me scalp massages when someone walked in.

"Hey Pedri, we're gonna head home now. Would you like us to drop you off Y/N?" Ferran called out, the only one able to see what we were doing. Immediately I called out, "I'm all good, I'll grab a cab." Ferran smiled at us and the rest all called out their goodbyes.

"You're a great cook Pedro." His body jolted, shocked at what I had said. "I like how you say my name." He was so cheesy.

"Is that the only thing you like about me?" I reply in a sassy but playful tone. He knows that I'm trying to gage how much he likes me. "No, I also like how good you are at your job." I pretend to be mad, "Well with enough years of uni, anyone could be as good as I am." Standing up, I leaned slightly over his face.

"You're so beautiful that it hurts." Curious at what he said, I pry him for more. "I can't look at you, let alone in the eyes without my heart racing. You do something to me and can't tell what it is." He is going to be the death of men.

Before I had time to react, he kissed me, passionately. He held my chin in one hand, while both of mine reached for the spot behind his ear.

It was ecstatic, electric, nothing I had ever felt before. But then it ended.

"Wow." The only word that fell from his lips before we started laughing. By this point I was already on top of him, so I flattened myself on him as we held each other, shocked by our actions.

"I've been wanting to do that for a while." I say to him. He looked at me with a shy smile. "What do you man Carino?" Embarrassed, I told him about my 'research' that I had done prior to accepting the job at Barcelona.

He laughed at me but found it 'cute'.

After some conversation, I found myself getting sleepier. I could barely keep my eyes open. I rationalised with myself, just a quick power nap then I'll head home.

By the time I had woken up I was tucked under white linen, puzzled by where I was. Soon enough I realised what had happened. I searched for my phone to find it charging by my bedside. 7:42. Shit I was gonna be late.

I jumped out of bed and ran downstairs. I needed to get home. As I made my way down I found Pedri by the kitchen counter cooking up some eggs. "Morning Carino." He smiled sweetly at me.

"Can you call an Uber? I'm going to be late for work." Still smiling, he pointed towards the counter. "Sira brought over some clothes. I've also got a few Barca tracksuits if you wanted to wear that instead."

I looked at him puzzled, he still hadn't answered my question. "Gavi is gonna pick us up, I think he'll be here by 8 so you better start getting ready." Jokingly, I replied "You trust him to drive?" while picking up the clothes left by Sira and Pedri.

I was ready by 8, declining the eggs Pedri had cooked. I tried my best to look presentable with the minimal amount of beauty products left for me. I decided to wear the jumper from Pedri as it was an exact replica of my own one from the club, but opted for leggings that Sira had left for me.

By the time we had arrived to the training grounds it was 8:30. I was running late. Bursting in, I made my way to my office, writing up the plan I was supposed to make for Pedri.

It had been three months since Pedri had played minutes in La Liga. When Xavi waved for him to come on with twenty minutes left in the game, my stomach turned. I was so incredibly proud of him, but I was so fucking nervous. Since he was post-surgery he had no longer been my 'patient'. We rarely spent time together at work due to a clash of schedules, and barely went out. Only a few people knew of our situation and to not put either of our jobs in jeopardy we hadn't really defined our relationship, agreeing however, to be exclusive.

Although not officially dating, I knew how I felt about him.

Smiling back at me, Pedri changed from his warm-up gear into his match shirt, walking to Xavi who whispered instructions to him.

His entry to the field was applauded by a wave of celebration from the crowd. We were all so happy for him, although maybe not the away fans.

Tonight was decisive in the title race, Barca sat at 48 with Madrid on 50, a win would put Barcelona first. The game was tied 2-2, both goals from Lewa.

As we were approaching the final minutes of added time, Barca was building up from the back. Intelligent bounce passes gave them enough space to exploit, especially for Pedri. Frenkie raced down the flank of the field, cutting inside as he reached the box, carefully delivering a rolling ball. To Pedri.

The goal came so fast that everyone leapt out of their seats. We had got the points, and it was all thanks to Pedri. My Pedri.

Routine to his celebration, Pedri lifted his hands to make glasses, and while he ran back to the half for kick off, he blew me a kiss.

Undoubtedly the squad currently on the bench and the coaches spun around to see who his actions were for - my blushing cheeks probably didn't help.

When the whistle blew to signal full time, we all ran onto the field in celebration. Although it was a team that we were predicted to defeat, the number of injuries and tightness of the game really pushed the boys.

Making my way to the ground I went to find anyone to hug, I truly didn't matter who it was. But then I was suddenly lifted from behind.

"Carino!" Knowing who it was, I felt much more comfortable. As he put me down, he immediately picked me back up, wrapping my legs around his waist.

He pulled me in for a kiss which was cheered by Ferran.

"Is it the right time to ask you to be my girlfriend?" I looked down at him and nodded. He again attacked my face with kisses, and when he finally put me down, Ferran, Gavi, Fermin, and Sira pulled us all in for a group hug.

I had found my family.

"So Pedri, firstly, congratulations on the return to football. It is understood that your process of recovery was tiring and long."

"Ah yes, although I am so grateful to have the club and my beautiful girlfriend supporting me through it all."

"Now, I know you may be focused on the goal and the win, but currently everyone is freaking out over your girlfriend."

He laughed, "Yes Y/N."

"The people want to know, how did you meet?"

"You all didn't see me blowing a kiss to the bench?" The journalist laughed. "Well it definitely wasn't to Gavi." Again causing a laugh.

"But in all seriousness Y/N is a physio here at Barca. She was the sole reason as to why I was able to perform today. Without her, I'd have no motivation, and would definitely not be ready to play a match."

"She has made my days so much better. Every session I spend in recovery and training with the team, is for her. I want to make her as proud as she makes me."

I think I'm starting to like Spain.

Thank you for reading!!! Please give me suggestions on any footballer and trope so feel free to request!!

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[pedrislefttoe]

Marc guiu morning sex plsss

pedrislefttoe,

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marc guiu x f!reader

tw: smut, minors plz dni !!, language, oral f!reader receiving, pet names: “love, princess, baby”

-`✮´- ᝰ.⋆˙ ✶ .ᐟ

safe in your arms,

you were in the middle of the most terrifying nightmare, marc could hear you whimpering in your sleep.

you felt your boyfriend’s warm arms wrap around your waist as you felt yourself getting pulled into his body. marc cuddled you into his body, it was around 8am and he had training. 

marc sat up against the headboard, you pouted when you felt his arms shift away from your waist. all you were wearing was a red, lacy bralette and some shorts with southpark characters on them.

you lifted your head from his bare chest and glared up at him with a frown, “what?” he grinned at you.

“why’d you stop..?” you muttered.

“stop what?” he asked.

“why did you stop cuddling me..?” you gazed at him as he began to smirk, his arms wrapping back around your body.

you felt one of his hands squeeze your thigh, a soft moan escaped your mouth when you felt that same hand travel in between your thighs and kneed your inner thigh. “you like that, baby?” he asked as you nodded in response.

marc sat up straight, kissing your soft lips before his lips kissed down your jaw to your neck. he sucked on your skin softly, biting, licking, kissing until there were multiple little marks on your neck.

marc wanted to make sure that when anyone looked at your neck, they’d see his marks and know you already had someone.

his wet kisses dragged themselves down from your neck to your collarbone, he flipped himself over you as one of his hands traveled behind you and unclasped your lacy bralette. marc yanked the piece of fabric off of you before tossing it on the ground. 

his other hand remained in between your thighs, holding them open as he grinded his knee against your shorts.

“marc.. you’ll be late to training..” you moaned as he kissed around your nipples before taking one of them in his mouth, sucking on it.

you moaned, your back arched off the bed as the hand that was once behind your back was now at your hip, holding you down.

“it’s not for 2 hours, love.” your boyfriend groaned against stomach, which was where his lips were now. marc’s knee retracted from your shorts as he tugged them down so he could kiss your thighs. his lips shifted to your inner thighs as he kept tugging the shorts lower and lower before he yanked them off of you.

you let out a porn-worthy moan as marc yanked your panties off of you and tossed them to the side. marc’s thumb rubbed your clit as he licked a bold stripe down your wet folds. 

“this wet just for me, princess?” marc whispered against your pussy lips which got you moaning his name. he began gently sucking on your clit as thrusted a finger into your entrance, he began thrusting in-and-out of your hole as his favorite little noises escaped your lips.

“marc..” you squeaked as he added in another finger. he pumped his fingers inside of you before curling them in you, making sure to hit your g-spot as you yelped his name.

marc pulled his fingers out of you with a pop, which made you squeal as he lined up against your entrance.”ill be gentle, baby.” he said as he thrusted his tip into you, making sure to be gentle as he slowly began to quicken his pace.

you moaned, screaming his name as you felt your orgasm coming. “marc.. im gonna cum..”

he nodded as he thrusted a bit harder, you came all over his hard, slightly veiny cock.

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[gadriezmannsgirl]

Can you write one where reader teases Fermin because he’s pretty short 🤏🏼 compared to other players and Fermin takes it too seriously and becomes insecure and then reader tells him it’s not a big deal and that she loves him being a shortie with a big ass 🍑 or smth like that with fluff in the end ☺️

Thank you

Warnings: A tiny bit of d*ck sizes conversation, hints of morning love, mentions of Fermín's big ass (Yes, that's a warning); mr. sunshine is a bit insecure 'cus of his height in the fic, nothing major or explicit happens

Lack and Excess -F.L16

Summary: Your boyfriend's insecure about his height but don't worry, you reassure him that despite his short height you love him either way

"Let me get that for you, preciosa" You hear your ten months boyfriend say, you were making some lunch seeing as your parents and two younger siblings were coming over to have a nice evening with you and your boyfriend, Fermín at his house.

"It's okay, mi amor. I can get that"

"Shush" He said tapping your bum softly

"¡Fermín!" He laughs winking at you as he extends his arm to reach for the plates, however his fingers couldn't reach them. He sighed and got on his tip toes managing to bring them down and in front of you

"Seeing as you want to help" You began with a smile "I need your help to bring down here that salad bowl"

"No worries"

"But you can actually lift me up so I can pull it down"

"I can do that" You give him a look

"Venga amor, it's not time to show anything. It'll be easier and faster if you lift me up, my parents are going to be here in approximately thirty minutes and I still need to get ready"

"I'll be fast, don't worry. I'll just go, grab it and give it to you so you can do that delicious salad I'm already dreaming of" You smile blushing at his comment

"Rápido, López" (Quick, López) He got in front of the counter and got on his tip toes but still with that he couldn't reach the bowl

After a few minutes of trying and even jumping a bit, he turned to you and mentioned for you to come "Done?" You asked but he didn't said anything, in fact, he didn't even looked at you, only at the floor.

You felt his arms wrap around your waist and pull you up, your hands instantly went to his shoulders, you grabbed the bowl and a few seconds later he pulled you back on your feet.

"Gracias" (Thank you) He hums still not looking at you, you kissed his cheek several times to thank him; you can clearly sense that he got upset "Fer" You call him forgetting about the salad

"What's up, amor?"

"Are you upset?"

"Why would I be?"

"Let me rephrase that... I know you're upset what I don't know, it's why. You were sunshine-smiling a few seconds ago and now you have this angry face"

"You don't know if I'm upset"

"We may not have ten years together yet but we do have ten months and during those months I have been dating you, I got to know you and everything about you. I know how to read you. I know when something's bothering you, I know when you're happy, I know when you wanna leave a place, I know when you wanna cry, when you're mad, everything Fermín. And you do the same for me. Please, tell me why are you upset?"

He looked at you and the looked at the floor "Because I'm short" He mumbles

"Ah?"

"Because I'm short" He repeats again

"What does it have with you being short?"

"Everything. It has everything. On the pitch I can't do most headers, it's really putting me off people are doubting me because of that and now off pitch, I can't even bring down to my girlfriend a simple salad bowl. Can you believe that?"

"It's also normal for girls to have short boyfriends, I don't understand what you're going for"

"Why did you choose me?"

"What do you mean?"

"I have seen your ex boyfriend's, Y/N. All of them are at least two heads taller than me"

"So what? Fer, I don't care about their heights, I don't even care about yours! And please don't get me wrong, I love you and your height, I meant it as I don't really pay attention to it, yes, we're almost the same height with you being a few inches taller than me, so what? Yes, my exes's were way more taller than me but so what? They also called me little and I felt insecure in that time but I don't care about it now. You shouldn't care about what other people might say about you, you know who you are and what you are. Your family and friends know that too. I know that too. And that's all it should matter to you"

"You're perfect just the way you are, mi amor. I'm short and that's the way I'll be. You're short and that's how you'll be. However, we as a couple can help each other and be one single tall person. That's good for me and it should also be good for you, Fer"

"It is"

"It doesn't look like"

"You gotta understand me, preciosa. I see all these couples where the girl can't do something and the guy is always there to help her, I wanna be that for you but I can't because I'm short"

"We're an unique couple and we don't need for the other to do all the work, like I said we can do the work together" You smile "I really like the fact we're almost the same height and you may be small but you have such a big heart, a big personality, you're a big person in general; what you lack in height you make up for with other things" You say and soon you see a smile coming to Fermín's face

"What other things?" He wraps his arms around you bringing you into him

"Such a dirty minded you are!" He laughs "But you do have a big ass and I love my shortie bofyriend with big ass"

"And what about my-?"

"You know I love him and his size as well" You cut him off with a big smile on your face and some blush covering your cheeks

"I love how shy you can get when you were going at it this morning"

"Shut up" You hit his chest softly "I love you, all of you" You put emphasis on your words making him smile widely "I gotta go and shower" You slap his bum twice before receiving a few slaps back, you smile and kiss his lips

"Can I join you?"

"No!"

"Why not"

"My parents will be here anytime"

"Oh come on!"

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[lilirari]

𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⊹ ( ⚽ ) . . . FAKE TEXTS ⁵ !

ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ ꩜⋆ we're back, baby ! please take this as a compensation for not posting any writing in the past week... i promise i'll work on all my drafts soon 🤞 anyways, who wanna be the cockroach to my lobster ? 🫣

© LILIRARI, 2023 ★

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[digitaldiarystuff]

Our Secret Pt.2

sooo i’m starting to write before the poll is over hope the result stays the same lol

also thank you for not giving up on me💕

you can read part one here

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pairing: Pedri Gonzalez x Y/N x Fermin Lopez

summary: you are Pedri’s girlfriend and know his friends, one of them being Fermin. It doesn’t look like he likes you very much but what if he likes you too much?

genre: angst

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That night after Fermin dropped you at your place you had a weird feeling in your stomach you couldn’t quite place, you didn’t do anything wrong, you kept reminding yourself. Fermin is literally Pedri’s friend, he was just doing you a favor and you’re mad at Pedri because he left you alone, that’s it.

After taking a much needed shower to clear your thoughts you laid on your bed hoping to sleep quickly but unfortunately, you weren’t that lucky and had trouble falling asleep. You felt upset about Pedri’s behavior at the party and suddenly realized all the other times he made you feel uneasy in public, there were times he didn’t feel comfortable being seen with you because you weren’t official yet and that’s understandable given the fact that he’s insanely famous but a part of you felt like you shouldn’t be hidden no matter what. The more you thought about it, the sadder you felt but finally, you felt your eyes closing.

The next morning you woke up a little late and with a headache, great, you thought. You found your phone in between your sheets and looked at missed notifications secretly hoping to see a good morning text from Pedri but there was something else. An unsaved number texted you at 8.32 am

Hey, good morning! Hope you’re okay and don’t have a headache or stomachache, I think eating McDonald’s that late was a mistake 😅

You immediately realized it was Fermin and your heart warmed with his thoughtful words, he didn’t have to text you or check up on you but still did it while your boyfriend couldn’t even bother asking if you went home okay. It’s not like he was asleep because you knew for a fact he had practice this morning so he had to be up. You decided not to let it get to you and started typing.

Hey thank you so much for everything, I don’t know how I’d survive last night without you! And yes the nuggets definitely were a mistake lol, hope you’re okay too

You reread the text trying to make sure it’s not weird but why would it be weird, it’s just two friends checking up on each other even though you didn’t even know he had your number before today. He could’ve easily got it from Pedri, right?

Fermin didn’t text you back after that and you thought maybe it’s for the best but you also didn’t hear from Pedri until well into the afternoon when he called.

“Hey” he smiled softly like he wasn’t black out drunk last night

“Hey” you said with slight coldness in your voice but you weren’t doing it on purpose.

“Are we still on for tonight?” he asked without even mentioning anything about the previous night’s events and you were kind of taken aback.

“What’s tonight?”

“We have that charity event, remember, I told you a week ago.” you suddenly remembered him asking you to accompany him to this fancy event.

At first you were thrilled with the idea thinking this may be the night you make your relationship official but he quickly shut the idea down by telling you he’d pose for the cameras out front and meet up with you once the auction starts. You were less excited now but still said yes and forgot about it all till now.

“Oh yeah, sure we’re still going. How are you planning on going there?”

“The boys and I were thinking about getting a limo, can you take an Uber and meet me there?”

“Do you not want me in the limo?” you asked shocked by how inconsiderate he was being. First he hides you from the world and now he wants you to step in an Uber with a fancy looking dress and ride there alone.

“No of course not, you can come get ready at mine then. I’ll be at the house by five.”

“You know what, I’ll find my own way Pedri. You don’t have to worry about me, not that you care.” you said and ended the call feeling agitated.

He tried calling you a few more times but you didn’t pick up, you even considered turning your phone off and not showing up but wanted to have a nice night with him, maybe this could solve your issues.

You started getting ready for the event, trying on 2 different dresses. One was an off the shoulder black silk maxi dress and the other was a dark red spaghetti strap maxi dress with a wide slit on the side and a corset as a top. You took mirror selfies with both dresses and sent it to your best friend who was on top of your messages app and started on your makeup as you waited for an answer. Your phone pinged not long after and you picked it up expecting it to be Elena but was shocked to see Fermin’s name on the screen. You remembered saving his number in the morning. He sent you a single text.

Definitely the red one

Your cheeks heat up immediately realizing your mistake, you sent the photos to Fermin instead of Elena because he was the last person you texted.

I’m so sorry, it was meant for someone else lol

You wrote back but made a mental note to wear the red dress, maybe it was that much better. You anxiously waited an answer from Fermin but it never came and you felt stupid, did he think you did it on purpose or was he being the cold and stoic Fermin you know again? You felt like you managed to make him open up more and made progress in your friendship and would hate if he went back to being distant. You thought about what can you text him that would make him answer but before you could find something your phone started ringing.

Fermin Lopez

You picked it up slightly nervous.

“Hey”

“Hey, are you not riding with everyone else to the venue?” he asked straight away without even asking how you were.

“No, um, I’ll go straight from my place so…” you drifted off not knowing how to explain why you weren’t going with your boyfriend.

“Are you ready?”

“Well, I’ll probably be ready in 15.” you looked at yourself in the mirror, you had the dress on and your makeup was almost done.

“Okay, I’ll pick you up then.” he suggested but his voice was so neutral you couldn’t understand any emotion behind it.

“What? Fermin you don’t ha…”

“I’m on my way Y/N. I’ll text you once I’m outside.” he said and hung up before you could even reply.

You stood there for a few moments trying to understand what just happened, why was Fermin this interested in how you’ll arrive at the venue or how you’re doing and more importantly, why wasn’t Pedri?

You decided to push these thoughts away and put on your accessories for the night but was a little too slow because Fermin already texted you before you could put everything on. You told him you need 5 more minutes and he was welcome to wait in your living room whilst you finish up and he soon rang the doorbell.

You opened the door revealing Fermin in a suit, this was the first time you’ve seen him this formal and admittedly, he looked nice. Actually he looked so good that you had to tear your eyes away from him but he didn’t look like he noticed, he was too busy looking at your figure with wide eyes. This may be the longest he’s ever looked your way but once you made proper eye contact, he immediately looked away.

“Hi” you smiled and hugged him softly, kissing one of his cheeks. He smiled at you and placed his hand on your waist careful not to put it too low. It felt more like a fancy first date than two friends carpooling to a charity event where your boyfriend was waiting for you and the thought made your stomach turn. There was something about Fermin that you couldn’t understand, he was never inappropriate or weird with you but you couldn’t help but feel something and that something scared the living shit out of you.

“You look amazing, told you this was the best dress.” he shyly said and your cheeks turned red with his compliment, you knew he preferred this dress but it was also your favorite. You didn’t wear it for him.

“So do you.” you replied and it was his turn to have reddened cheeks. He looked down at his shoes and didn’t look back up until you spoke again.

“Let me put on my shoes and we can go.”

You went into your shoe closet and picked out the nude heels you had in mind. They weren’t too high but still elevated your look. You dropped them in front of your door and tried getting in them but struggled because of your dress hugging your body tightly, Fermin soon noticed your uncomfortable state.

“Here, let me help you” he didn’t even let you reply and kneeled down in front of you to help you step into your shoes and buckle them, he did one foot and lightly tapped your calf for you to hold the other one. His one hand on behind your calf steadied you while the other helped you and you were standing so close that you could feel his breath on your exposed leg which made you shiver. You placed one hand on his shoulder and he looked up at you, his eyes were filled with yet another emotion but this time you knew it wasn’t something like sadness or anger, it was pure lust and you hated that you also had the same look on your face.

He slowly rose to his feet but you didn’t let go of his shoulder, you felt glued to him at that moment. Fermin must have felt the same because he stood so close to you that your noses nearly touched and he made no effort to pull back, you knew better you really did, you should’ve taken a step back thank him for helping you and go to the event but Fermin had other plans.

He suddenly closed the gap between you two and pressed his lips onto yours in a hasty manner like he had to do it, he did it so urgently as if he needed you and you couldn’t help but move your lips with his placing your hand on the back of his neck. Your judgement was too clouded to stop as he walked you back into your living room without breaking the kiss, he only stopped when your back hit the wall and a soft moan escaped your lips.

“Fermin” you mewled as he was moving his hands all around your body and on your exposed leg.

He pulled back slightly, your foreheads still touching and both of you panting. His eyes opened for the first time since he kissed you and looked straight into your soul.

“Fermin” you whispered this time not even sure if you were asking him to stop or carry on.

“Y/N, I want this. I want this so fucking much but if you don’t, I can get out of here now and we can pretend this never happened. I’ll never bother you again.” he softly said and you were surprised at how calm he was talking contrary to how passionate he was being mere seconds ago.

You closed your eyes to try to slow your heartbeat down, your whole body was shaking a little. You tried to think but all you could think about was his lips and hands on you.

You stood there for a moment before leaning in again and he happily accepted your advances telling you to jump and you obliged not caring about anything else in the world other than Fermin. He was making you feel that alive.

“God, you’re perfect” he said while carrying you to your room and kissing every inch of skin he could find.

“Just make me feel good” you begged him and he nodded eagerly. He was going to do just that.

#football imagine #football oneshot #football x reader #football x y/n #football #football x you #football blurb #football one shot #fc barcelona #football angst #fermin lopez #fermin lopez angst #fermin lopez blurb #fermin lopez one shot #fermin lopez x you #fermin lopez fluff #fermin lopez imagine #fermin lopez x reader #pedri angst #pedri blurb #pedri one shot #pedri x y/n #pedri x you #pedri imagine #pedri x reader #pedri #pedri gonzalez #pedrito #pedri fanfic

[httpsdana]

𝐔𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬~𝐀 𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐭 𝟒

summary: Barça players and talented footballers. Souls meet and sparks fly. But there's always a twist when it comes to love isn't there?

pairing: Ferran Torres x Gonzalez!Reader

warnings: cursing, slight age gap, angst

previous part -> next part

"come on pleasee" Pedri nearly begged.

"Pedro I don't feel like going out tonight, just drop it" y/n rolled her eyes.

They were at their parents' house, and Pedri got a call from one of his friends that they're going out for some drinks

Fernando walked into the room, rolling his eyes at the twins that always seem to be fighting

"what is it now?" he asked

"Gavi called me and told me they're going out for some drinks. y/n won't agree on coming with me" Pedri said, making y/n huff.

"who's gonna be there?" Fer asked, making y/n look at him suspiciously

"well Gavi and Ferran for sure, probably Fermin and Felix too. I'm pretty sure Raphinha is bringing his wife with him, so y/n should go too" he whined

Fernando looked at y/n with a knowing look when Pedri said Ferran's name, y/n's eyes widened while she shook her head quickly at Fernando.

"she'll go. get up" he pulled her on her feet, while Pedri smiled. y/n groaned and followed Fernando to her room.

"why did you do that? I don't feeling like talking to anyone today" she said annoyed.

"this is your chance to get closer to Ferran without it being too suspicious to Pedri" he said, opening the closet she had and looking for something she can wear

"who even told you that I want to become close with him" she lied, knowing that's the thing she wants the most

"just shut up and wear this" Fer threw a tiny dress she forgot she had on her and walked out of the room

"god i hate you" she let out a sigh, and got in the uncomfortable dress her brother had thrown on her.

When she finished she started working on her hair. She only showered it yesterday so she left it down and went to her make up. Nothing too special just the base and some eyeliner with her favorite lip combo.

When she finished, she sprayed one of her favorite perfumes on and took a deep breath before walking back to the living room where Pedri was.

"you look good. let's go now, they're waiting for us" Pedri said, walking out of the door.

y/n waved at Fernando and yelled a goodbye to her parents.

"will there be too many people?" y/n asked, her anxiety already building up.

"I'm not sure, but like we're going to a club so obviously there will be many people" Pedri shrugged, making y/n internally groan

"just enjoy hermana. everyone will love you" he looked at her with a smile, before turning and continuing his drive.

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"this is my sister y/n" Pedri introduced her, as soon as they arrived at the table his friends were sat at.

"you didn't tell us you had a sister. nice to meet you y/n, I'm Pablo. just call me Gavi" he shook her hand immediately, while she gave him an awkward smile.

Fact is she knew everyone already, but of course no one knew her.

"ohh you play on the barca femini team right?" Fermin Lopez said, making her smile a bit. She appreciated that someone actually knew who she was.

She nodded with a smile, while Fermin smiled back at her.

Meanwhile Ferran was watching every interaction between the two of them, and for some reason bothered with it.

He was a bit disappointed when she didn't greet him, not knowing that she was trying her best not to look at him just because of how captivating he was.

"why don't you go get a drink and loosen up?" Pedri suggested, noticing that she was sitting awkwardly and not talking to anyone.

y/n wanted to say no, but she also wanted to get away from all the people around her, so she nodded and got up.

Ferran's eyes followed her to the bar, confused why she got up

"where did she go?" he whispered in Pedri's ear

"just to get some drinks" he shrugged, not thinking much of it.

y/n ordered a coke, and waiting for the bartender to make her drink.

"hey pretty one. can I buy you a drink?" a voice from behind her said. She froze when she didn't recognize the voice, and swallowed the lump that has formed in her throat.

She looked behind her and saw a creepy tall man, with muscles and tattoos all over his arms.

She shook her head and turned back, hoping the bartender would hurry up.

At the same time, Ferran noticed the guy that approached y/n, and got up from his seat immediately when he saw the uncomfortable look on her face.

"come on. it's just a drink" he said, standing too close that she felt his presence intrusively invading her personal space.

An overwhelming sense of panic and unease washed over her when she felt his hand on her waist. Her breath was shallow and a knot was forming in her stomach.

All she wanted to do was push him away, but she seemed to be frozen and can't move.

"hey babe. did you get your drink yet?" a familiar voice said from behind her. The man behind her moving away quickly.

She let out a shaky breath, turning to see Ferran standing there with a worried expression on his face

"you okay?" he asked, taking small steps closer to her.

"I just need to get some air" she whispered pushing past him and getting out of the club

She stood outside, her heart felt like it was about to burst out of her chest, pounding so loud she could almost hear it. Every breath was a struggle, as if the air had turned thick and suffocating.

She clutched her chest, feeling the tight grip of anxiety squeezing her. The world around her seemed to blur as her mind raced with fearful thoughts, making it hard to focus on anything else. She desperately tried to find a sense of calm, but the panic had taken hold, leaving her feeling helpless and overwhelmed.

Ferran ran behind her, seeing her struggle to breath. He sat her down against the wall, cupping her cheeks in his hands and trying to look her in the eyes.

"hey look at me. Take a deep breath. You're safe now preciosa" he said softly, his voice soothing. (precious)

y/n felt his calming presence in front of her, as the blur in her eyes was starting to disappear. Ferran guided her through a breathing exercise, until she was able to breath normally.

His hands still on her cheeks, as she looked up at him with appreciation, unable to speak any word.

He smiled down at her, his thumb running over her cheekbones as he looked closely into her brown eyes.

He brought her face closer to his, pressing a small kiss on her forehead and hugging her securely

y/n couldn't fight the urge to not hug him back, and wrapped her arms tightly around his muscular torso. She couldn't help the tears that started to stream down her face. Ferran was giving her a sense of security she had never felt in her life. And that was terrifying considering she only knew him for a little while now

"don't cry precosia. you're safe and no one will hurt you" he whispered in her hair, his fingers running down from her head to her back, rubbing it calmly.

He pulled her head away from his neck, running his fingers under her eyes to wipe her tears away.

"do you want me to take you home?" he asked her, his hands never letting go of her face

She nodded her head slowly, before Ferran got up and pulled her up with him.

"let's just tell Pedri" he said, grabbing her hand and pulling her inside with him.

"Pedri. I'm leaving and y/n said she's tired so I'm taking her to her apartment is that okay?" he asked, although Pedri was looking half drunk already

"yeah yeah. just take care of the road" he nodded, giving his sister a pat on the shoulder before the two walked to Ferran's car

The ride to y/n's apartment was silent, only the faint music of the radio playing in the background while y/n helped Ferran reach her apartment. When he did, he turned the car off and looked at y/n.

She didn't want to be alone at the moment. So she acted on her intuition.

"do you wanna stay a bit. maybe we can watch a movie or something..." she said hesitantly, seeing how Ferran's face lightened up a bit

"are you sure? i really don't want to make you uncomfortable or something" he said, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand

"please, I don't wanna be alone right now" she said in a low voice, making Ferran's heart break slightly at the girl in front of him

"of course I'll stay precosia" he said with a small smile

#ferran torres fanfic #ferran torres x reader #ferran torres blurb #ferran torres imagine #ferran torres x y/n #ferran torres x you #ferran torres fluff #ferran torres fic #ferran torres oneshot #ferran torres one shot #ferran torres #fermin lopez #pedro gonzález lópez #pablo gavi #formula one #f1 #max verstappen #chalres leclerc #football #football blurb #football imagine #football one shot #football x reader #footballer imagine #barcelona #fc barça #fc barcelona #fc barca #barca femeni #barca women

[gavi4me]

Can you write a Fermin smut? 💘

Finally, here you guys are!!

Last chance

NOT PROOF READ

Shower smut

Word count - 1.7k

Warnings - shower s3x, Cursing, angst?? (Lmk if there’s more)

It was about an hour past 8:00, the time Fermin had promised to arrive at the restaurant for your date. How disappointing. He promised that he’d make it this once, usually forgetting or arriving late to your dates and blaming it on traffic or that Xavi had kept him longer. You understood that Fermin was a busy guy and Barcelona was a busy city though it didn’t excuse the fact that it happened every time. You picked up your clutch before placing a hundred dollar bill down and walking out of the shop with a frown in the rainy Barcelona weather. You called a taxi and hopped in, heading home and wanting to forget about the night.

Fermin was just leaving the flower shop, basically sprinting in his dress shoes to his car before speeding off, typing in the address you had sent him. He pressed your contact at a red light and attempted to call you but you almost immediately declined. He called once more before opting to messages. “Bebé please pick up” or “please y/n, forgive me”. You wouldn’t even open the messages as you had turned off your phone.

As the driver turned to your street, you picked up a few euros and waited for the vehicle to come to a stop. You handed the driver the money and walked to your house.

Meanwhile, Fermin had just arrived at the restaurant, practically sprinting in. He went to the host and said the name.

“Lopez? A woman came earlier under this reservation as well but left about” The host looked down at her watch. “20 minutes ago.” Fermin mentally cursed himself for being late once again. He promised he wouldn’t be late this once but failed once again. He thanked the host and walked back to his car, the rain making this all more depressing for him. He called you once more before deciding to go to your house.

You stripped off your clothes, staring at thecred eyes you had got from crying, in the mirror before opening the glass door and turning on the shower. You waited a minute for the steam to start before entering. You soaked it all in before finally going under the stream, the water being a bit hot and burning your skin at first but you became accustomed quickly. You closed your eyes, making sure all of your hair was wet before pumping some shampoo into your hand and distributing it through your hair.

Fermin was just now getting out of his car in front of your house. He took a deep breath before walking with his flowers to your step. He knocked once but to no avail, no one answered. He looked through a window to see s few lights on and criminal minds playing on the tv. He knocked once more before lifting up the mat where the spare key was and unlocking the front door. He stepped inside, untying his shoes and calling out your name. “Y/n?!” He yelled once. “Y/n!”. No answer. He followed up the stairs and into your bedroom to find your bathroom lights on and the shower running. He immediately jumped to conclusions and decided whether to wait or join you. He opened the bathroom door quietly, your back facing towards the door as you began to pump some soap into your hands. He began to strip off his clothes, starting with shirt then pants and finally underwear. He opened the door as you began rinsing your arms and legs. Without warning he hugged you from behind, causing you to jump in fright.

“Shhhh y/n, it’s only me.” He said attempting to calm you down.

“Oh you decide you want to make it in time for my shower but never for our dates?” You said in an annoyed tone. You turned the shower off a pushed past Fermin to get your towel, but he grabbed you by the waist, keeping you in the shower and from further movement.

“Look I know I was late but I wanted to surprise you with a custom bouquet of flowers but they took longer than expected and there was quite a long wait so I got there 45 minutes before our reservation but it ended up taking much longer and I didn’t want to just leave and forget the bouquet because I wanted to do something special for you and I know I messed up again and all that I ask for is for you to forgive once more even though I don’t deserve yo-“ you kissed him to stop his blabbering. Tense at first but he became more comfortable in the kiss. You pulled away after a second, Fermin gasping for air as he had been holding his breath.

“Are you done?” You asked impatiently. He looked around for a second and nodded his head. “I appreciate you wanting to get me something nice for our date but you could’ve called or texted me to let me know bebé. Im over you always coming late to our dates and sometimes not even showing up!” You explained.

“Look, I know I haven’t been good to you recently which is unfair due to how amazing you treat me and I’ll try to be better..”.

“You promise?” You asked hopeful. He nodded his head, a smile fighting against his lips. You looked at him once more before grabbing his face and kissing him. You both stayed like that for a minute before turning around and walking back so your back would hit the wall. Fermin lifted you up of the ground as you wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms around his shoulders and neck. Fermin held you up up with one hand around your throat as his other wondered to the shower until he hit the handle. He turned it on, putting his hand under to test the temperature before switching it to the detachable head. He picked it up and turned up the showers pressure.

“Tell me if this feels good.” He said, kissing your nose before you felt the stream touch your stomach, slowly moving down until finally resting on your clit. A gasp left your mouth as soon as it made contact, a little whimper escaping your mouth. As he circled it around, you tilted your head back. Fermin put a hand behind your head before it could bang into the shower tile. Your nails began digging into his shoulders, a little hiss escaping his lips.

“Oh p..please don’t st..stop..” You moaned as Fermin turned the pressure up to the highest. “I-I-Iyee”. Fermin began slowly removing his hand from the back of your head and moving it down to your core, circling your folds before finally slipping in. 2 fingers in already, the shower stream running your clit and Fermin in your presence. It all became too much and you finally felt the knot begin to form. “I..I’m gonna cum” you whined.

“Cum for me. You deserve it after how I’ve treated you..I love you so much bebé” at his last word, you moaned one last time before squirting all over chest.

“Ohh fuck” you said under heavy breaths. Fermin moved the shower head away from your clit and back onto the original place. You removed your legs around his waist fell onto your feet, though still wobbly and recovering from your high. Fermin turned off the shower completely and grabbed a towel you and himself. As you began drying your body, you noticed Fermin was about to wipe his stomach. You grabbed his hand as his eyes met yours.

“What’s wrong mi flor?” He asked surprised.

“Uhm don’t dry your chest yet..” you ordered slightly nervous. He put the towel down and began to dry his feet on the mat. He took a different towel and wiped down the rest of his body before making his way to your bed. You followed him a minute later and told him to lay down on his back. As he got comfortable on the bed, you climbed in between his legs. His breathing got much heavier as you began kissing down his chest, starting at the pecs and then leaving a kiss on each of his packs. When you got to the areas covered in your cum, you began to lick the up, looking up at him to see his reaction to your little stunt.

“S..shit y/n…” he bit his lip as you moved down from his chest once you were done licking up all the fluid. You began kissing down his abdomen and thighs until you landed on his hard member. You looked directly down at the tip and back at his eyes. You leaned down and kissing the sides of his cock, moving down and not touching the head. After a few kisses along his shaft, you moved your head away and moved slowly down to the tip. You saw Fermin gulp and before you could make contact you got up and went to your dresser.

“W..what are you doing-?” Fermin asked while moving to resting up onto his forearms.

“You were late to our date. You don’t deserve to get your cock sucked today.” You said not turning around.

“B..bu-“. You finally turned around, this time clothes in your hand and you had an annoyed expression.

“Just be grateful I’m letting you sleepover.”. He shrugged at that and waited until you had dressed to open up some space for you on the bed in his arm. You settled into his arms, resting your head on his chest. “You know, it’s really weird that your naked and hard right now.”

A/n

Okay so this was requested a lot so here it is!! I’m still not super comfortable with writing a full smut with my baby Fermin so this is the farthest I’ll go for now. Also not to mention I am very sick rn and I have a really bad headache but I wanted to post before my school started so yeah. Thank you annon for the request!!

Love,

Gavi4 me

#fermin lopez #fermin lopez smut #Fermin Lopez fluff #Fermin Lopez angst #Fermin #fermin x reader #spotify #fanfic #fiction #smut #shower #shower smut #Fermin shower smut #gavi4me

[iaeriy]

sneak out • fermín

summary; sneaking out of classes for ‘free’ time (based on this request!!

word count; 2.8k!!!

warning; spanish sentences, smut, slapping, bathroom sex, squirting

a/n: took awhile but here ya go! 🏩

You sighed in annoyance attempting to find another textbook, “i’m sure its in your bag!” aurora spoke, you whined in annoyance. You grabbed your tote checking, “oh found it!” You shouted, you ran out your room. “okay we can go now!” you said, she smiled looking at you. “gavi is picking us up..” she spoke, you nodded your head sitting on the kitchen stool. “is fer-“ she cut you off, “yes he’ll be there too.” she said, you giggled. Fermin and gavi were best freinds ever since they were particularly trained under barcelonas football academy, aurora was gavis older sister. You in the other hand were dating fermín, he was a very sweet kind hearted boy..although.. onthe other hand..he was a very..different person in private. You swung your legs around the stool, she laughed at your movements. “can’t believe how short you are..” she mumbled, you rolled your eyes. “funny..your brother is too..” you spoke.

she smiled at your comment, “come on let’s go now! they’re here!” she said, you got up walking to the door. she followed you behind, “go in the back.” gavi said, you nodded your head. opening the back door, you giggled when you saw none other but fermín. you sat on the back next to him, meanwhile aurora sat on the front. “hi mi amor..” he said, you kissed his cheek. “you trust mister grumpy pants here driving your car?” you spoke, gavi turned his head. “yes he does actually! what about you.” he said, you rolled your eyes. “he trusts me enough..” you spoke, he chuckled driving to the building. fermíns hand restrd on your thigh, your head resting on his shoulder. he watched you play a small little game on your phone, “tan hermosa eres..” (how cute you are..” he whispered, you laughed at the comment. “me estás mirando jugar el juego?” (you’re watching me play the game?) you said, he nodded his head. his hand squished your thigh, you looked at him. “no lo hagas..” (don’t do it..) you whispered quietly, he pouted. his fingers tracing up to your inner thigh.

you attempted to ignore the touch, he kissed around your jaw. you huffed out, turning your head. you held his chin, he looked at you. “no. not in here.” you said smacking his cheek playfully, he kissed your forehead. “fine. i’ll make it up.” he said, going back to watching you play your game. “we’re here you love birds.” gavi spoke, you got off fermín. the two of you getting out the car, followed by gavi and aurora. you locked your arm with his, following him. “i hate not having class with you.” he murmured, you giggled. “poor baby..it’s okay..you’ll see me during the free period.” you spoke. you, gavi and aurora said your goodbyes, fermín wallking you to class. “i don’t want to leave..” he sighed, you giggled. “it’ll be for an hour..okay? i love you.” you said kissing his lips, he kissed back. you smiled walking into your class.

you put your wired headphones on, sitting down on your seat, being focused in you got your textbook starting to write notes. writing down, doodling, taking notes.

30 minutes later..

your phone chimed through your headphones, the ringtone maming you jump up. you opened up your phone checking at the notification.

mi amorcito 🩵: im outside waiting for you right now, come out now..

you looked up, swallowing down nervously. you gathered your stuff putting them back in your tote bag. you got up excusing yourself, you walked outside the small building. you looked around, pulling your phone out clicking on his contact, texting him.

you: i’m outsidee

fermín went behind you grabbing you by your waist, you screamed smacking him on the chest. “seriously!” you said, he chuckled kissing your cheek. you put your phone on your bag, taking off your headphones. he held your hand, “come on..” he said, you frowned “where are we going..!” you whined, he smiled. the two of you walking another building, you were curious. that wasn’t until you reached the building, it was empty. more of a small living room area, right across were vending machines then a big hallway, you looked around. “why haven’t i seen this place..” you whispered, he chuckled. “i don’t take you out as much..” he said, you giggled. “it’s very big..thought everything echoes.” you rolled your eyes, you walked around looking at every corner. fermín went behind you, carrying you, a squeal coming out of you. “fermín! put me down! someone could catch us!” you whined, he chuckled. “fine.” he said, putting you down. he grabbed your hand pulling you to a hallway, you followed him behind like a lost puppy. “ven apúrate oyi a alguien!” (come on hurry up!) he whisper yelled, he opened the bathroom door getting as you quietly ran inside.

you closed the door quietly, you turned around as he pinned you against the door. you looked up at him, “what are you doing! we’re going to get caught!” you whispered, he shook his head. “just stay quiet..” he spoke quietly, you furrowed your brows. you felt him playing with the bow on your shirt, his eyes narrowed down slighty widening when he saw you wearing a skirt. you were quiet, couldn’t even hear your breathing at all. meanwhile for fermín, he was already thinking..thinking what he could do right now. you looked at him, “what’s wrong..you’re zoned out..” you said, he shook his head. “oh, nothing..” he spoke, you smiled kissing his cheek. he watched you walk away, the skirt catching his attention. you fixed the little bow-string you used to cover up your hairtie from your braids, fermín sneaked behind you, his hand gliding up to your skin. he squeezed your thigh, you blushed heavily looking down still fixing your hair. “fermí..” you mumbled in a singingly tone.

he began kissing and nibbling on your neck, you raised your head up watching him through the mirror. “w-what are you doing..” you whispered, he continued kissing your skin. his fingers pulling your skirt up, “h-hey!” you whined, he slapped your ass. you startled at the smack looking at him, “be quiet, we don’t want to get caught..remember..” he said, you nodded your head. you turned around facing him, your eyes looking down before looking up at him. “how did this happen..” you frowned. “hellooooo..answer m-“ fermíns lip smashed against yours, you kissed back wrapping your arms around his neck. he grabbed you by your ass picking you up, placing you on the sink. your hands traveling to his shirt, you raised it up as he took it off, lips still glued onto you. your hands trailing everywhere on his chest, he tugged on your shirt. “arms up.” he whispered, you nodded breathing heavily as you lifted your arms up. he pulled your shirt up, you kissed him again cupping his cheeks. you tugged on his pants, “please..” you breathlessly whispered, he chuckled.

“needy aren’t you?” he spoke, you kept tugging on the side of the jeans whining, he slapped your boob. you whined, staring at him, “go on, unbutton them.” he said, you didn’t hesitate to unbutton his pants, you blushed at the print aching through his boxers. he cupped your cheek kissing you again, you kissed back with a whimper feeling his hand harshly squeeze your ass. he pulled your skirt down as your thumb caressed his length in circles, you bit his lip teasingly. his fingers interlocking in between the sides of your panties, he pulled them down as you giggled. he turned you around in a swift movement causing you to gasp, he squished your ass cheek giving it a slight slap. you bit down on your lip holding your noise in, he began kissing your neck softly, you leaned your head backing resting it against his shoulder. you felt his hands trickle down to your pussy, he began rubbing on your clit causing you to slightly moan. you held onto the sink, his fingers rubbing your clit in a circular motion, the wet kisses planted on your neck causing your breathing to hitch out.

“u-ugh! just..” you whined out, he smacked your ass. “be patient. lower your voice too.” he muttered, you noddes your head looking down. he pulled down his boxers, he slapped your ass as you shuddered. “try not to be as loud..” he whispered, sliding himself in. you moaned softly, eyes rolling back at the stretch. he held onto the sink next to you, thrusting slowly at first. you leaned your head to the side, letting fermin kiss your neck more. he groaned at your stretch, “fuck..you’re so tight..” he whispered, you whimpered at his hand squeezing your ass, “i don’t think i can..stay this q-quiet..” you whispered out, moaning when he pulled out and slammed himself again. “e-especially..if y-you keep doing that..” you whimpered, he chuckled slightly pacing up into you. your head falling back against his shoulder, your back arched holding onto the sink feeling him everywhere taking up every inch of your walls. “hmm..isn’t this what you wanted..” he said, you were attempting to stay quiet, hiccupy and whiny whimpers coming out of you. “c’mon answer me.” he slapped your ass, you nodded your head. “y-yes! y-you did..t..too!” you spoke, mumbling out the last part.

he gripped onto your hip, thrusting quicker into you. you whimpered, head lowering down towards the sink. your hands holding onto the sink as fermíns hand traveled to your back, he kept slamming himself back and forth unclamping your bra. your head rises up as you heard the material fall to the floor, he squeezed your boobs smirking, you moaned uncontrollably attempting to stay quiet within every thrust. “look up brat.” he said lifting your chin up, you whined biting down on your lip trying to stay quiet. “t-this i-is so r-risky..” you murmured whining, he slapped your ass. “quit complaining.” he said, you whimpered at the smack holding still onto the sink. “quieres que me mueva rápido?” (want me to move quicker?) he whispered in your ear, you shook your head whining. “i-it’s gonna c-cause m-more noi!-“ you were cut off as you felt his fingers slip in your mouth, you whined. “shut up..” he whispered, he thrusted deeper causing you to gasp. he shoved his free fingers into your mouth, you sucked around his fingers—your moans coming out muffled and gurgled. you moaned uncontrollably around him.

the tip of his cock already abusing near your g-spot, you kept sucking around his fingers he groaned watching you through the mirror, you blushed heavily.

he pulled out midway as you whined, “w-why’d you s-stop..” you mumbled, he pushed you further into the sink, your ass now fully out, back arched. you frowned, “s-seriously! o-oh fuck!” you moaned loudly once you felt him enter again, thrusting harder into your sensitive spot. you gripped onto his wrist, his finger slightly pushing in deeper into your mouth. you gagged around his finger, your ass smacking against his pelvis as you held onto the sink. “shhhh..” he whispered in your ear, you nodded your head. his fingers going in deeper, you sucked around them, swirling your tongue around coating them in your saliva. he thrusted further into you, your eyes rolling back. he chuckled watching your reflection. “aww..look how cute..” he said, you rolled your eyes crying out a whine. his finger going deeper yet again, you gagged smacking his hand off. “shhhh..calláte.” (be quiet.) he whispered, you nodded your head quickly as he began thrusting into your g-spot. you moaned louder, gripping onto the sink. “f-fer!” you moaned out, he slapped your ass. “que te cálles.” (i said be quiet.) you cried out, nodding your head again. your stomach fluttering with butterflies.

you struggled yet again to stay quiet, a string of saliva attached to your lips, he pulled his fingers out your mouth. you breathed heavily yet breathlessly, coughing after his index finger was deep into your throat. he reached further down hiding your panties behind you, distracted by the pleasure you kept whimpering in between hoping a single cry or moan would slip out. your ass smacking against his skin, making it sticky from the sweat forming from your bodies. “see..wasn’t too hard right..” he spoke ksksing your neck, you whined. “s-shut up!” you slightly shouted. he slapped your ass harshly, “bratty much..” he spoke, you looked at him. “b-be quie-“ he didn’t hesitate to stuff your baby pink lace thong into your mouth. your eyes widened, “not so talkative now huh.” he said, you whined causing it to muffle, he chuckled. he grabbed your waist, turning you around. you stumbled looking at him, hands placed behind your back on the sink, he thrusted up harder into into you. you arched your back, moaning loudly. your chest arching into his, legs wrapping around his torso. your head fell onto his shoulder as he continued thrusting up into you.

you felt him thrust into your g-spot, you cried out yet again. legs shaking as you attempted to hold onto him even tightly. you pulled your panties out your mouth throwing it on the floor, you cupped his cheek, kissing him deeply. he kissed back, your moans muffling as his lips synced with yours. your eyes all teary, feeing the pressure on your stomach. “i-i feel close..” you whispered, he continued thrusting into you. “just a few more..” he groaned in your ear, gripping your waist before turning you around yet again. you blushed heavily, he began thrusting quicker into you. his hand traveling down to your clit, his fingers surprising you as they began rubbing against your hardened pearl. you arched your back crying out a moan, “d-don’t s..stop..” you moaned out, he groaned feeling you tighten around him.

his cock slowly began to twitch inside of you, he whimpered feeling you clench everywhere. his thrusts getting sloppier and slightly slower, “y-you’re tightening like crazy..” he whispered, you blushed heavily lowering your head down, he lifted your head up. “watch yourself..” he groaned out, you gasped feeling your orgasm closer and closer. “c-close..!” his fingers pacing up quickly, “l-let go.” he groaned out, you gripped onto the counter shaking uncontrollably. your stomach began tightening and burning as your moans went into breathless screams. it didn’t take you long to gush around him, you whimpered coming down from your high as he moaned in your ear, his seed shooting up inside of you. you sighed shakily resting your head on his shoulder, “amor..are you okay..” he said, you nodded your head. “you might want to get your little friend out of me tho..” you said, he smiled. “oops sorry..” he said, he moved away from you, you grunted at the emptiness. you leans against the sink, holding onto the sides. you watched him put his boxers on then later on his shirt.

your eyes widened at the shaking from your legs, “woah..” you said, he looked up at you putting his pants back on. “hm?” he spoke, sliding your panties into his pocket. “n-nothing..” you said, he grabbed your skirt. “here, let’s hurry up, gavi already texted me 30 minutes ago..” he spoke, you giggled sliding your legs into the material. “turn around..” he said, you nodded your head as his hand slid your hair to the side putting your bra on. “do you have your shirt?” he said, you nodded your head handing it to him, “arms up.” he said, you rolled your eyes raising your arms up as he put your shirt back on you, you smiled. “i’m going go need help walking tho..” you spoke, he chuckled nodding his head. “sit on the sink just one last time.” he said, you sighed sitting on the counter. you winced at the soreness, he grabbed paper towels cleaning off the liquid dripping out of your thighs. he chuckled, you smacked his shoulder. “seriously!” you whined, he kissed your cheek. “it’s okay, you’ll be fine. you’re cleaned up amor.” he pecked your forehead.

“okay you can get off now.” he said as he went to throw away the paper towel, you hopped off the sink holding onto the sink afterwards, you winced again, “do they hurt?” he said, getting your stuff. you nodded, “..and they ache too..” you spoke, he walked over to you kissing your head. “I’ll make it up later, let’s go now.” he spoke, he handed you your bag, “hold onto my arm instead, your limping is obvious..” he spoke, you giggled getting your tote bag as you locked your arm around his walking out the bathroom. you widened your eyes before realizing as you tried your best not to limp while realizing.

“um fermín..” you whispered. “si?” he spoke looking at you, “you never put my panties on..” you looked down whispering.

“don’t worry..that’s for me to keep.”

#𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐬ꪆৎ𓏲 ๋࣭ #fermin lopez fanfic #fermin lopez smut #fermin lopez fluff #fermin lopez imagine #fermin lopez x reader #football imagine #football x reader #football smut

[withoutanaestheticc]

I can't believe I have to make a post about plagiarism

I write for @thirstyandbeautiful

At the beginning of December, an anon reached out to me with a link to @jkeey4-main / @jkeey4 's page to warn me that she was literally copy and pasting from my fics to pass as her own.

I reached out and kindly requested that she remove all trace of my work from her own. I did not ask her to delete the fics, just edit them so they weren't word for word my own. I was beyond patient and gave her over a month to correct her work and come up with her own original scenes and dialogue, etc. I wrongfully assumed that if I showed a bit of grace, this problem would fix itself.

But it didn't.

This is just one pair of screenshots that were taken yesterday after she told me she'd edited everything and there was no trace of my work left on her page:

Since she refuses to fix her page, I've decided to broadcast it: If you're reading any fics from this page, I guarantee you that it's been copied and pasted from this F1 page.

Don't plagiarize and steal someone's work. If you need to copy and paste someone else's work to pass as your own, you're not a writer and shouldn't claim to be one.

edit: if you want to see more examples of her stealing my work, look at the notes of this post.

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[pepexpablito]

GUESS WHOS DISSAPERING AGAIN

(jk jk) fr though i might post tmr but its unlikly since i have somthing then friday saturday and sunday ill only be posting once each day, BUT THEN THE WHOLE BREAK WEEK ILL POST 3 TIMES A DAY AS LONG AS I HAVE THE REQUESTS TO DO SO😘😘

(SO SEND ANY REQUESTS FOR ANY BARCA PLAYER!!! 💗💗💗)

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[gavisfanta]

Hey could you maybe do a fermin Lopez smut where he comes home in a bad mood cuz they lost a game against Madrid and they have a argument, then reader calls him,, hijo de puta" Which means son of a bitch and it ends with rough and dominant smut?

Thanks, and you don't have to write it if ur uncomfortable ❤🫶

CLÁSICO - FERMIN

summary: fermin losses a game and he doesn't like your reaction to it.

a/n: this has been sitting in my drafts for weeks. Its so short and not very detailed and im sorry about that

:(

warnings: smut

"Fuck" You muttered under your breath as the final whistle of the game was blown. Barcelona had just lost 2-1 against real madrid.

You knew how important that game was to Fermin, he had talked about it months before how easy they're gonna beat them.

You sighed and gained Mikkys attention with that. "Are you okay?" She asked while she put a hand on your shoulder.

"Fermin is gonna be in a great mood now." You exhaled deeply and she then shook her head.

"He won't be that bad, don't worry." mikky smiled and Frenkie stood up.

They dropped you off at Fermins house, thats where the two of you usually hang out.

After sitting on your phone for what felt like an eternity you heard the door swin open.

"Hey" You smiled widely as you watched him throw his things to the ground. "You played amazin-" You tried to say but Fermin cut you off.

"Not now, leave me alone." Fermin said coldly while looking straight into your eyes and then walked past you to the couch.

You were a bit taken aback by his words, you knew that he would be in a bad mood, but not THIS bad.

"I get that you're angry, but you don't have to take it out on me?" You snapped back at him, you were fully right. Just because they lost, shouldn't give Fermin the right to be mad at you.

And Fermin knew that too.

"Y/n, just please leave me alone. Not now, really not now." Fermin turned to face you to say this, after he explained to you he turned around again.

"Hijo de puta." You whispered under your breath as you turned around, wanting to walk the other way.

Then you heard heavy footsteps coming closer to you at a rapid speed.

"Who the fuck are you calling a son of a bitch?" Strong hands gripped your wrists and pinned you the the wall. Your breath hitched at the sudden motion and you saw Fermin staring at you.

He wasn't aggressive, he was calm, but you knew that he was in a bad mood and he was not to mess with.

"Go upstairs." Fermin pointed to the stairs and slowly let go of your wrists. As you walked away he spanked your ass hardly, you were sure it left a mark.

As you went upstairs you sat down on the bed, not knowing what to do, until the door swung open again.

"Why are you clothed?" Fermin almost stormed inside and then goes over to you.

"You didn't tell me what to do." You mumbled as he leaned closer to you.

"Do I have to tell you to come on my dick for you to do it? No. Get naked." Fermin said in a harsh voice which was just in above a whisper.

As you took off your shirt Fermin watched you, the same with the pants, and you were left in underwear in front of him he started to take off his clothes too until he was left in his boxers. Fermin then nudged his head toward the king sized bed with black covers.

"Lie down" Fermin mumbled and of course you did, he crawled over you on all fours. He then leaned down to kiss you, it wasn't gentle or sweet like other times, it was possesive, dominant and aggressive.

The heat between your legs only grew as his hands started sliding under you and groping your ass. He then took off your pants and your panties too, you whined as soon as the cold air hit your arousal.

You moaned silently into his mouth, Fermin pulled away.

"If you make a fucking noise again you wont come the whole night." Fermin told you, he was just a few millimeters away from your face.

Then you instantly nodded your head, not daring to say another word.

The kiss got more heated and Fermin opened your bra, sliding it down your arms he didn't break the kiss once. The only thing he did is release his right hand from your ass and squeeze your tit instead.

Moaning almost felt like a need now as he ran his hands down to your throbbing clit.

"Your cunt is so wet." Fermin groaned while he took off his pants and his shirt.

Then his hands traveled up to yohr mouth as he stuck two fingers inside your mouth for you to wet his fingers. As he was satisfied with you licking and sucking around his fingers he pulled them out of your mouth, a string of salvia connecting his fingers with your mouth still.

You whimpered as he slid his fingers into your pussy. You felt him his fingers run around your walls and eventually he pulled out and brought his hand to pump his hand up and down his dick a couple of times before he teased your entrance.

"Don't make a sound." Fermin gave you a look and you nodded, swallowing while he thrusted inside of you immediately, without any warning or giving you any time to adjust.

"Fermin" You moaned out and he pulled out of you for a second before thursting back even harder. He made you scream and you were sure that your neighbours are gonna file a complaint but it felt so damn good.

You felt a heat building up in your stomach when Fermin pushed down on your lower abdomen and made it feel even tighter inside of you.

He threw his head back while his thrusts became sloppy and then also started rubbing your clit.

It didn't take long for him to come but just as you felt your climax approach he pulled out of you and looked at his load spilling out of your pussy.

You gave him a questioning look as to why he didn't finish you off but he smiled.

"Bad girls don't get to come." He kissed your cheek and lied down next to you, hugging you tight. "Goodnight amor."

That dickhead.

#barca #fc barcelona #gavi #fanfic #football #futbol #mustread #espana #fermin x reader #fermin smut #fermin lopez #ferminlopezmarin #x reader #fanfiction #barcelona #barca fc

[thirstyandbeautiful]

I can't believe I have to make a post about plagiarism

At the beginning of December, an anon reached out to me with a link to @jkeey4-main / @jkeey4 's page to warn me that she was literally copy and pasting from my fics to pass as her own.

I reached out and kindly requested that she remove all trace of my work from her own. I did not ask her to delete the fics, just edit them so they weren't word for word my own. I was beyond patient and gave her over a month to correct her work and come up with her own original scenes and dialogue, etc. I wrongfully assumed that if I showed a bit of grace, this problem would fix itself.

But it didn't.

This is just one pair of screenshots that were taken yesterday after she told me she'd edited everything and there was no trace of my work left on her page:

Since she refuses to fix her page, I've decided to broadcast it: If you're reading any fics from this page, I guarantee you that it's been copied and pasted from this F1 page.

Don't plagiarize and steal someone's work. If you need to copy and paste someone else's work to pass as your own, you're not a writer and shouldn't claim to be one.

#w #fermin lopez #footballer imagine #footballer smut #pedri imagine #pedri x reader #ferran torres #pedri smut #pedri one shot #pedri fanfic #ferran torres imagine #ferran torres x reader #f1 imagine #f1 #formula 1 fanfic #formula 1 x reader #formula 1 #formula one #nicola zalewski #pedri gonzalez