#gavi fluff

[leilakisakabiri]

Jealousy, Jealousy (Gavi)

Summary: You realize that Gavi never gets jealous when other guys are around you and it makes you question if he still likes you. 

Warning(s): None

A/N: Hey! I had some inspiration to write so here I am! I’m trying to release shorter fics while I work on my longer ones. Requests are open!

Word Count: 2.5k+

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The first time it happened, you felt relieved that Gavi had decided not to make a scene and instead chose to calmly defuse the situation.

The two of you had been at a club late one night, the high from Barcelona winning hours before pumping through your veins. He had his arms wrapped around you as you both danced to whatever Spanish song the DJ was mixing.

You laughed as he spun you around before pulling you closer, leaning down to whisper in your ear as he moved a strand of hair out of your face. 

"I'm going to grab another drink. Want to come?"

His breath was hot against your ear, and even though it felt like a million degrees in the club, and you were sweating through your dress, you still shivered, his voice sending shockwaves through your system no matter how many times you heard it.

You looked up, locking eyes, "I'm good, I'll save our spot."

He kissed the top of your head before letting go, "Ok I'll be back in a second. Try and find the others if you can."

You gave him an awkward thumbs up as he walked away and he chuckled before disappearing into the crowd.

The two of you had been dating for just shy of three weeks.

You had been friends for months before dating, with you initially being introduced to him through his hometown friends. Then there was a three-month period where you both liked each other but were too scared to admit it and ruin the friendship. Finally, Gavi caved after spending two weeks away from you without contact while he playing in the U.S.

Since he admitted his feelings for you that night on the steps of your shitty college house, he had jumped straight into the relationship, inviting you to his games, to hang out with his friends, and private dinners. You on the other hand still felt like an awkward pre-teen girl every time you were with him, he just made you feel giddy inside, and you reacted to things he said so intensely that the only way to cover it up was with strange humor and stupid jokes.

That led you to now. Sometimes being around him was so overwhelming because you were always scared you would say something to embarrass yourself, and although he never made you feel any less worthy you couldn't help but feel like he could be with someone much better than you.

As you stood there contemplating, you felt a body collide with yours, effectively pulling you out of your thoughts.

You stumbled, feeling hands come up to grip your elbows, stabilizing you.

"Shit- my bad."

You looked up seeing the guy holding you sporting a white button-down and an apologetic smile.

"Sorry, those guys just pushed me. Some friends." He said referring to the group of five or so extremely drunk boys behind you.

You shook your head, "No worries, I wasn't paying attention either."

He smiled, leaning a bit closer, hands still on your elbows, "Hey do I know you? You look really familiar.”

You squinted your eyes as you gazed at him, trying to figure out if you knew him.

"Eh I go to Universitat de Barcelona if that helps."

His eyes lit up at your words, and he nodded, "Yeah, that's totally how I know you. I think you're in my biology class."

You groaned, "No way the one at 8 a.m.?", he nodded, "I'm barely awake for that lecture." you muttered.

"Mean either but it's hard not to notice you."

You only heard half his sentence and looked at him confused, "Sorry what?"

His lips tugged up in a smile as he bent down, shifting closer to you, "I said it's hard not to notice you."

You felt your breath stop as you realized what you had gotten yourself into. You made a move to shy away when you heard Gavi call your name.

You lifted your head seeing him approaching as he carried your drink, "Hey who's this?"

You went to interject and tell him it was no one but the guy next to you interrupted, "Hey man, I got to school with her.”

Gavi nodded, accepting his answer as he handed you your drink, "Oh class friend?"

You went to speak but were again cut off by the guy next to you, who had still to let go of your elbow.

"Something like that."

You saw Gavi's posture slightly straighten at his words but he relaxed a second later, "Alright."

The guy turned to you saying something about seeing you in class and then proceeded to give you a hug, his arms wrapping around your lower back.

You noticed Gavi watching the exchange but he made no comment.

You approached him timidly, unsure of if he was going to say anything about the situation, but he paid it no mind, going back to casual conversation with you.

At the time you let out a breath, thankful that he seemed intent on letting you handle your own situation.

That thankfulness soon turned to annoyance and then confusion when similar situations happened time and time again and he made no effort to speak up.

You supposed it was good he never got jealous because you knew it could get very overbearing very fast, and yet, you couldn't help the twinge of defeat you felt every time someone tried to make a move on you and he did nothing to stop them or even show a ounce of emotion.

Slowly it was making you start to question your relationship with Gavi.

Why did he not get jealous? Was it because he didn't see others as a threat? Or didn't feel the need to because you weren't as pretty as the other girls he was seen with? Maybe he simply didn't care? Or perhaps he wasn't the type?

You knew the last one couldn't possibly be true because he was absolutely the type. His entire career was based on his passion, determination, and aggression to get where he wanted. His aggression is what made him so competitive and a loyal player. So if he was so driven and passionate on the field, why was that not carrying over into your relationship?

It wasn't until almost two months later that things came to a boiling point.

It was the last game of the pre-season for Barcelona and spirits were high, everyone hoping they could seal off a great season, and enter a new one, with a win.

The stadium was filled to the brim with fans and reporters. The family section was also full with player's partners and families coming to support them in the final game of the summer.

You were sitting next to Anna, the two of you talking about school, work, and life.

Eventually, the game started and you went into full-on fan mode - cheering along when Barca made impressive plays and booing when they were tackled.

The stadium was abuzz with energy, and you basked in everyone's excitement.

You gripped Anna's hand as you saw Gavi running up the sidelines towards the other team's defense, Joao running parallel to him.

You saw him sidestep, dodging the defender, and suddenly the ball was soaring, perfectly landing at Joao's feet as he placed it into the back of the net.

The two of you jumped up, cheering along with the rest of the crowd. It seemed like Barcelona would have its victory after all.

After the game, you stayed in the family section for a while chatting with Pedri's parents as you waited for the players to make a re-emerge.

You bid goodbye to them when you got a text from Gavi telling you to come down.

You made your way down to the field, waiting behind the barricades for him to appear.

The other team's players appeared first, signing fans t-shirts and taking photos.

"Need something signed?"

You saw a player from the other team approach you, waving a sharpie in his hand.

You pointed at your jersey playfully, "No thanks. I'm a Barca girl if you couldn't tell."

He grinned, "Ahh c'mon what will it take for me to convince you?"

You shrugged your shoulders, "Ride or die sorry."

He clutched his hand to his heart in mock offense, "Ouch. I'm hurt, but I'm not giving up."

You gave him a smile, remaining polite, as you looked over his shoulder for Gavi.

"Oh I know!" he exclaimed, directing your attention back to him.

He wiggled his eyebrows before taking off his shirt, "Here, new jersey for you."

He held it out to you, and you gave him an unimpressed look.

He rolled his eyes playfully, "Alright fine. I'll sign it, but only cause you asked so nicely."

You watched amused as he signed the jersey before offering it to you.

You squinted your eyes at him.

He dangled the jersey in his hands, "C'mon take it. You know a lot of people would pay good money for this."

You reached out to grab it, "Fine, but only because I'm going to sell it later."

He held up his hands in surrender, "It's yours now. Do whatever."

You thought the conversation would end there but he made no effort to leave, "Who are you here with anyway? Someone in Barca?"

You opened your mouth to respond but were cut off.

"Me."

You whipped your head to see that Gavi had silently approached the two of you.

Besides yourself, you felt a tiny part of you waiting with bated breath for him to do something, to finally dig his boots in the ground and say something, but he remained impassive.

"Hey."

"Hey, you ready to go?" Gavi asked.

You nodded your head, unsure of how to leave the situation.

"I can lift you over the barricade if you need." The other player spoke up, and your eyes immediately flitted over to Gavi's to gauge his reaction.

His eyebrows furrowed but he didn't say anything.

You debated for a second, just to get Gavi to react, but quickly decided against it, opting to just walk around the barricade.

You approached the two of them quickly and with a hasty goodbye followed Gavi as he left the pitch. You heard the other player shout a 'see you around', and you waved in response.

You broke the silence first as you walked the empty tunnel, "Great game baby. You did amazing."

"Thanks."

His reply was clipped.

He went to hold your hand and you shifted the jersey last second to your other hand, catching his attention.

"What's that?"

"Oh, that guy gave me his jersey. I'm going to sell it." You explained, telling him how you were expecting to make hundreds.

He listened along till you finished.

"Can I see the jersey?"

You nodded handing it to him.

You swung your joint hands as you walked, talking to him about the game as he examined the jersey.

Abruptly he dropped your hand, mouth set in a firm line.

Your eyebrows stitched together, "What's wrong?"

He cleared his throat before handing you the jersey.

"I think there's something for you on it."

"I forgot something in the locker room, I'll be right back." He continued.

You looked down confused, eyes scanning the text before it clicked.

The jersey had the player's phone number on it.

You lifted your head seeing him already walking away, "Gavi wait. Can you stop for a minute?"

He turned around but continued moving, "Yeah what?"

"Stop moving!” You exclaimed, your frustration building as he continued to not express any interest in the situation.

He finally halted and you closed the distance between the two of you.

"Is there something wrong with me? Do you not like me anymore or something?"

He seemed taken aback by your words and several emotions flitted across his face, "What are you talking about?"

You took a breath, it was now or never.

"I'm not trying to sound conceited, but I'm pretty sure that guy was hitting on me-"

"He was." Gavi confirmed.

You continued, "So then why don't you care? I'm your girlfriend, so why aren't you getting jealous when other guys hit on me?"

"You want me to get jealous?" He asked incredulously.

"I mean I don't want you to become super overprotective or anything, but it would be nice if you at least acknowledged when someone is trying to get with me right in front of you. I know I would get jealous if someone was saying that to you."

"You don't think I get jealous?" His voice had a hard edge to it, and suddenly you felt like you might have read between the lines wrong.

You shrugged your shoulders, unsure, "I mean you don't show it."

"Of course I'm going to notice when some guy is eye fucking my girl one foot away from me, I'm not fucking blind."

"Then why don't you say anything?" You pressed.

“Shit y/n that's cause I don't want to scare you away!"

His admission only confused you further, and you lowered your voice acutely aware that your shouts were probably carrying far in the quiet tunnel,

"Scare me away? Why would that scare me?"

He shook his head, "The press is always making me out to be this bad guy. This kid that doesn't know how to get his temper in check and - mierda y/n - I don't want to get into this right now."

You relented, unwilling to give in, biting the bullet, "Alright so next time someone asks to lift me up, their just being friendly right? Trying to be helpful?"

His eyes blazed, "That's not what I meant and you know it."

You lifted your hands in frustration, "No Gavi actually I don't know that. You act like you don't even care."

"I care! Trust me y/n I care!" He argued.

"Then show me."

His lips were on yours before you had even finished processing what you were saying. His skin felt hot against yours as his fingers sank into your hipbone, crowding you against the wall.

You lost your train of thought as you got lost in the sensation he provided you. One hand went to tangle in his hair, as the other draped around his neck bringing him impossibly closer.

One of his hands slipped under your shirt, as he kissed you senseless. You finally pulled away for a breath but he didn't stop, moving to lay a trail of kisses from the sweet spot behind your ear, down your neck, and onto your collarbone.

You left out a soft moan underneath him, the feeling causing tingles in your spine, and a fluttery feeling in your stomach.

"We should really sto- fuck gavi - so-someone could walk in any moment." You reminded him.

"Just gotta leave a mark." He replied.

You nodded before his words caught up to you and you pushed him off, "What? No marks! I have to meet your parents tonight." You whined.

He grinned, not looking the least bit apologetic, "At least people will know you're mine now."

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[purinfelix]

"scratchy"

pairing: gavi x reader (established relationship) summary: you love your boyfriend's new look, but it proves a slight challenge when it comes to kisses warnings: none! w/c: 712

a/n: when i made this post abt this idea after seeing the pics at first i wasn't expecting so many ppl to like it 😭 ... so i'm really hoping i did it justice !!! pls enjoy !!!

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“Baby,” you cooed, trying your best to sound apologetic and not burst into a fit of giggles at the sight of your boyfriend standing at the corner of your bed like a sad puppy. The pet name only seemed to make things worse though, his pout deepening as he shrugged off your attempts to use affection to win him back.

With a soft sigh, you pushed yourself up onto your elbows so you could look at him properly - and so he could properly see the remorse and guilt on your face.

”I already said I’m sorry,” your tone was soft - at least as soft as you could manage whilst holding back laughter at how adorable he looked - “please just come back to bed so I can make it up to you.”

“I can’t believe you pulled away from my kiss.”

“I’m sorry!”

“Did you not want it?” his brows were furrowed in confusion as if the concept of you dodging his show of love was genuinely puzzling to him. It was equal parts endearing and heart-breaking.

”It’s not that, it’s just that …” you trailed off, eyes already busy scanning your boyfriend’s face. All of his familiarly handsome features laid bare for you, his deep brown eyes looking at you with an intensity that could only be accompanied by his perfect lips which were twisted into a frown.

Still, you couldn’t help but let your faze drift to the most recent addition to his look - a tiny bit of stubble that dotted his jawline and upper lip. You hadn’t really noticed how dark his facial hair had gotten until just now, when he had swooped in for a kiss and the short hair had scratched against your face. It was an odd feeling, to say the least, and you had pulled back without thinking much of it, your face twisted into an expression of discomfort.

You were brought back to the current time when your boyfriend cleared his throat, urging you to continue your explanation.

“It’s just that,” you pause for a moment to let his brows raise in curiosity, “your facial hair - it’s a bit scratchy.”

At your confession, his accusatory stance dropped as his shoulder drooped slightly. “I thought you liked it though,” he said in a tiny quiet voice, not even looking up at you as he said it.

You hurried to assure him. “I do! I think it makes you look more mature, more manly, more …” you paused once more, searching for just the right word to express your appreciation for his new look, ”more handsome.”

This seemed to do the trick, as a sheepish smile spread across his face before he lunged onto the bed beside you. He buried his face into his pillow, both to stifle a fit of boyish giggles and to hide the pink blush your compliment had caused. You couldn’t help yourself from running a hand through his hair, before cupping his face and pulling it gently to face you. Instinctively he leant in for a kiss with his passionate roughness and you had to stop him once more.

“Gently,” you reminded him, not needing to speak much louder given how close his face was to yours. He understood you perfectly though, moving smoothly with a gentle tentativeness as he connected his lips to yours, cautiously avoiding rubbing his facial hair against your face. He let out a satisfied hum, almost melting into the kiss he had been waiting so long for.

Finally, though, your lips parted as he pulled away - eager to ask another question.

“You really don’t mind the beard?” he withdrew the hand that had been previously wrapped around your waist to rub at his own jaw.

“I don’t know if I’d call it a beard just yet baby, but I do like it. I’d like you with any look,” you assured him with a soft giggle.

“What if I went bald?”

A slight pause as you thought. “Maybe not.”

Gavi only chuckled at this, pulling you in once more for another kiss - and you didn’t have to remind him this time as he kissed you with such gentleness it made your heart flutter purely with how precious it made you feel.

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[gadriezmannsgirl]

I suddenly got a wave of inspiration and several fics are going to be done today (Hopefully at least two) , so first fic out!

Also I just realized that this past February 24th (Or 26th, Idk) was my first ever post in this place, so happy anniversary to this blog and to this piece!

Night Out Problems -P.G6

Summary: A night out in which you had a little too much to drink

You giggled once again at your friend's mistakes, you two were singing at the top of your lungs in the backseat of a car

"Así no va, tonta" (That's not how it goes, silly) You giggled "It's got me looking so crazy right now, your love's got me looking so crazy right now" You corrected while laughing

"She repeats it?"

"Then how else is it?"

"Isn't there something page me?" You look at her

"What?" You said after a minute of silence before you two broke in laughter

"Y/N, we're here" Your best friend's, Melissa's boyfriend, Frank says "Are you good to go or should I call-?"

"I'm good, I'm good"

"Sure?" You opened the car door and went to get out but almost met the floor "Ok, no, I need help"

"I'm calling your boy" He said getting out of the car and estabilizing you

"Pabs?" You asked excited and he hums, you heard the singing of your friend "¡Loca, bajale a la voz!" (You crazy woman, lower your voice!)

"Hermano" You soon heard another male voice greeting you by the car "Gracias por traerla" (Thanks for bringing her back)

"No worries, bro. Everything's good"

"Have a good night, text when you both get home please" Frank nods

"Have a good night guys and Y/N" He called you as you look at Frank "I'm glad you're getting your degree"

"Oh shush as if you sing any better" Both guys laughed as you watched how Frank got in the car and drove off

"Venga, c'mon Amor. Let's go inside"

"I'm not your amor, muchacho. I'm waiting for my boyfriend to come here"

"Oh yeah?" You hum nodding "Where's he?"

"Inside that" You point out your house "house"

"Bueno but let's go closer so we are not standing in the middle of the road"

"Only because I don't want to get run over by a car, my boyfriend wouldn't like that"

"I bet he wouldn't" He said shaking his head "Don't you perhaps have a key to enter?"

"You might be so good looking but I'm not entering with you here, I'll wait for my boy" The guy smiled

"Venga bebé, let's go inside, it's 3am" He tried touching you but you pushed his hands away

"No" You say "I'm going to call my boyfriend if you keep that up"

"Call him then"

"I will" You pulled your phone out only to see the call didn't go through "I don't have signal?" You look at the guy who has a smirk on his face and one of his eyebrows up "What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Nothing. Don't mind me" He crossed his arms around his chest letting you see his muscles.

But you didn't let that fool you, you had a boyfriend and you wanted your boyfriend now.

So, you narrowed your eyes looking at him

"Why are you looking at me now?"

"You know, for very weird reasons you look exactly like my boyfriend"

"Do I?" You nod

"But he doesn't have a brother. Or that's what I know. So, you are not him"

"Why I'm not him?"

"Because he has beard and you are clean shaved"

"That's because I shaved in the afternoon"

"Yeah, he knows that's my thing to do"

"Alright, amor. I'm truly tired and I have recovery session at 10am today. What do you need for me to prove I'm your boyfriend?"

"Nothing because you're not! My boyfriend is Pablo Páez, a football player mostly known by Gavi, you're not him and once he finds out you're hitting on me, he'll be so pissed at you" The guy's smirk keep growing each time "And stop making fun of me"

"You said you wanted to call your boyfriend?" You nod "Try again this time without the airplane mode on" You look at your phone to see the airplane on top of your settings

"Oh!" You looked up at him "I'll call him now" You took a few steps off the stairs and almost fell making the guy come to you "No! I'm good, I'm good. Don't need to touch what's not yours" You said and dialed your boyfriend

A few rings went by only to hear his phone ring behind you, you turn around seeing the guy with the phone in his ear

"Go ahead" He smiled widely "¿Qué querías decirme, preciosa?" (What did you wanted to tell me, pretty girl?)

"You are my boyfriend!" You smiled widely "My lord, I have such a good taste in men. You're the prettiest boy I've ever seen" You giggled coming up the stairs once again to wrap your arms around him

"You said not to touch what's not mine?"

"But you're my boyfriend, I'm yours and you're minee" You dragged the 'e' out "That's why you looked exactly like my boyfriend, because you are!" You laughed squishing his cheeks

"Yes, I am" He said in between your hands

"So prettyyyy" You said "Why don't you open the door? I wanna lay on top of you, cuddle and kiss you so bad. God, you look so comfy, how is that even possible?" Pablo laughs at you buried depp into his chest, your voice coming out muffled

"Thank god, I'm recording this, you wouldn't believe it"

"Are you recording?" He hums as you grab his hand pulling it up to your mouth "Whatup girl?-

"You need to marry this man like as soon as possible, he's the love of your life and he's so perfect, you wouldn't believe it"

You groan hearing your voice as you grab a bite of the sandwich your boyfriend made for you "Please, stop that, even thought I mean it, I was drunk as hell"

"There's no need to be embarrassed about it, amor" Pablo laughed wrapping his strong arms around you and kissing your neck, the recording still playing "You are the love of my life as well, you're the perfect girl for me and I do plan on getting down on my knee and propose, just waiting for the right time"

"I would say yes anytime"

"That's good to know" He smiled "Can I pull this audio in our wedding?"

"Definitely not"

"Oh, c'mon! Why not?"

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[gavisfanta]

ALWAYS FOREVER - GAVI

summary: gavi realized that you are the one while you two are at a family gathering.

warnings: none

"Here amor." Gavi leaned towards you and kissed you. You smiled into the kiss as he pulled away again. He grabbed a bouquet of red roses from behind his back and reached them to you.

"This is for you." You smiled sweetly while handing you the flowers. You took them from his hand with a wide smile.

"Thank you." You pressed a kiss on his lips again.

"Everything for you Baby." He pulled away and looked at you. "What's up?" He asked and you smiled while holding his bicep with your other hand.

"Not much. I missed you." You whispered and he kissed you again. Suddenly you felt your little cousin pulling at your white dress.

"Y/n" She said in her cute voice and you leaned down to her. You smiled as you kissed the top of her head and kneeled down to face her.

"What's this?" She pointed at your roses and you looked back to her parents who were sitting with the rest of your family.

You two were at the fanily gathering right now, Gavi however just arrived a couple of minutes late because he had practice.

Your family didn't have anything against it and they understood while he came a bit late.

"These are Roses from Gavi." You said and then took one of them and handed it to her. "Just don't touch these because they hurt." You told her and you didn't notice the way Gavi was looking down at you two.

The only thing running through his mind right now was how pretty you look in that dress. However, the way you treated your 3 year old cousin made him think more about the future.

He could stop thinking about how you would look wearing that dress with a little baby bump, you carrying out his child.

His stomach cramped a bit at the thought of you having his child, of you holding his child in your hands. He couldn't stop smiling at the thought.

He was sure that he was gonna marry you one day, he just had to wait a little longer. He wasn't sure of himself if he could even wait that long to make you officially his, forever.

He would get on his knee right now if he could.

You pulled him out of his thoughts as you stood up while you watched your cousin run back to her parents with a huge smile and the rose in her hand.

"Come on, let's go and say hello." You said but as you saw him smiling at you, you furrowed your brows. "What?" you asked while smiling.

"Nothing. I was just thinking about how you'd look with a baby bump, and my baby inside of you." He said and your stomach cramped as soon as he said that. You squeezed your legs together and smiled at him.

"One day." You said with a huge grin on your face, he pulled you in for another kiss.

"Come on Amor, let's go and say hello." Gavi wrapped his arm around your waist and you two walked over to the rest of your family.

"Ah here is my favorite footballer." Your Mom jumped up immediately and went over to Gavi, she pressed two kisses on either side of his cheeks.

"It's an honor to be your favorite footballer, thanks so much." He smiled as you watched the two of them talk to eachother. As Gavi greeted the rest of your family you two went over to a sunbed and as Gavi laid down he moved a bit to the side so you'd have some space.

You crawled over him and then rested your head on his chest while he put his arm around you. "Don't you think they're gonna stare?" You asked while moving your head further up his chest so that you would be closer to him.

"And if they do? Why do we care?" Gavi put his hand on the back of your head and started playing with your hair a bit.

"They're my family, they're practically your family too." You raised your head to look up at him, he turned his gaze from the blue sky towards your eyes.

"You shouldn't be ashamed to show that you love me. I'll be the dad of their grandchildren one day." Gavi's lips curled up into a small smile and you felt the burterflies in your stomach again.

"Do you often think about our future together?" You asked out of curiosity and he raised his brows.

He inhaled sharply. "Well yeah," He paused for a second again. "The longer I look at you the more I think about how our child is gonna look like. I hope he's gonna look like me, but have your eyes."

"He? Do you want a boy, Gavi?" You asked and drew small circles into his chest with your finger.

"I'd like to have a boy, I could train him and we could play football together." Gavi smiled to himself as he was thinking about his future with you.

You cooking dinner in the kitchen while him and his son play football outside. Then you'd call them inside and tell them that dinner is ready.

He'd walk over to you while your son sat down and ate the food, he'd kiss you and thank you for the delicious food you made.

He was so deep in his thoughts that he didn't even realize that one of your other smaller cousins came over to you and him.

"Do you play football?" The small boy asked shyly as he put both of his hands behind his back. He was about 4 years old and he was wearing a Barcelona jersey.

You smiled at him as you and Gavi both sat up to look at the boy. "Chris, you know damn well that he plays football." You told your smaller cousin and he smiled while looking at Gavi.

"Maybe he forgot." Gavi told you and you shook your head as you stood up. By grabbing Chris by his shoulders and turning him around the familiar 6 came to face Gavi, his name written above it.

"Oh my god, I love your shirt, where did you get it?" Gavi smiled while kneeling down to Chris.

"She gave it to me." Gavi's gaze shifted to Chris's finger pointing at you. The small laugh that escaped your lips was enough to make Gavi smile too.

"Do you know if she can get me one too? I absolutely love it." Chris laughed as Gavi told him that.

"You can ask her, she always brings me stuff from you, I have all of the shirts." He made a small gesture with his hand towards you.

"That's amazing." Looking behind himself, Gavi looked for a ball that was maybe lying around on the grass, he saw one and then he turned towards Chris again.

"Do you want to go and play football?" Gavi asked and Chris agreed immediately with a nod.

Over at the long table your family was sitting at, they talked about random things. But your Aunt Rachel, your Mom and Chris's mom, Monica, saw Gavi talking with Chris.

"He's handsome, I'll give her that." Rachel smiled at your mom as she observed Gavi's face and body.

"Rachel," Your mom said in a teasing tone while she laughed out loudly. "He's good for her, she's much nicer since she's with him." She then told the both of them.

"Oh yeah, I remember, she wouldn't even show up to these Family gatherings." Monica though back to before you and Gavi were dating.

"I mean I understand, you have to change yourself for these kinda men, I mean look at him." Rachel began again and your mom couldn't help but laugh a little.

"She has a soft spot for him, let's say it like that. It's adorable." Your mom said again and Monica looked at the three of you passing the ball around.

"Look, they're teaming up against her." Monica laughed as she watched Gavi dribble past you and pass the ball to Chris.

The next time Gavi tried to dribble past you, you pushed him but he acted and fell straight into the grass.

"He's good with kids, I must give him that. I'm sure Y/n is also happy about that." Rachel said while taking off her sunglasses.

Chris walked over to Gavi and kissed his cheek. You smiled at how much Chris seemed to love Gavi and Monica also couldn't help but smile at her son's sweet gesture.

"Do they want children? They've been together for how long now? 2 years?" Rachel asked your mom and she smiled while tilting her head a bit to the side.

"Well, they're talking about it sometimes, I don't think that it's gonna be in the near future but I can tell that they're gonna have children." Your mom explained and thought back of all the times she over heard you two talking about your future.

You and Gavi had always shared the same thought about having children. The age doesn't matter, as soon as you both are ready, then it's the perfect time.

"I can't imagine Y/n with children, I mean she used to be so cold, she didn't even talk to Chris before she dated him." Rachel said and Monica laughed a bit.

"Maybe because Chris was two before they started dating. But I think it's adorable, pure teenage love." Monica shot back to which she earned a smile from Rachel.

"Oh what would you know about teenage love. You were always in your room studying while I was out having fun." Rachel pushed her hair behind her back.

"She's the married one with a family now." Your mom added and Rachel rolled her eyes sarcastically.

"Atleast I'm the cool aunt." She said and the three of them laughed a bit, your mom's gaze shifted back to you and Gavi playing with Chris.

Rachel and Monica also looked at the two of you as soon as Chris ran back to Monica. He sat down next to her and took a sip of water.

You pushed Gavi slightly backwards as he nutmegged you again. He however grabbed your hands and pulled you into himself, you bumped against his chest and stepped even closer to him.

By wrapping his arms around your shoulders he held you close. "See this is adorable." Rachel added while turning to face your mom and Monica.

She sipped her wine as the three of them kept watching you. "They're really meant for eachother aren't they?" Monica asked with a sweet smile on her face.

"Oh definitely."

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[iaeriy]

Hi can i get one with Gavi where he wants to have kiss first kiss with the reader but always gets interrupted and gets upset, so the reader makes up for him

Thanks

apocalypse (gavi x reader)

summary; what anon requested!🩰

warnings; translated spanish, fluff, & smut; loss of virginity, unprotected sex, slight dom! reader? oral sex; f! recieving, breeding kink, makeout in the pool.

note; might’ve changed it up a bit..but hopefully this was sort of what was in mind! hope y’all enjoy this fic til i look for new ideas, remember requests are open so feel free & don’t be afraid to request anything! i will get to the requests that are currently in my inbox.. but anywhoooo! enjoy the fic!🎀

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another normal warm hot day in ibiza, gavi was finally on on break, but there was of course company that was with you and your boyfriend, fermin, aurora and her boyfriend. ibiza was very hot in the mornings through the afternoon, once the sun would drop the breeze would come around. one thing you loved was the rented mansion, everybody had their own room as you and gavi shared yours, what you were obsessed with was the pool area, you could see the beach. pretty much the blue water waves. but little did you know sharing a room with your boyfriend would be not as what you were expecting, some nights would be awkward & some wouldn’t. obviously you didn’t mind at all, respecting and making sure gavi was happy was pretty much all you wanted for him and just to have someone there for him..always.

“y/n no hay ninguna película que mirar, es la misma jodida cada día..” (-y/n theres not even a movie to watch, it’s the same fucking movie everyday.) he said as his arm was wrapped around you, you giggled at the small anger in him, “pues tu que quieres ver..” (-well what do you want to watch.) you said as he shrugged, you shook your head in disbelief. the boy complaining over a movie and couldn’t even know what to watch himself, shameee on himmm. you giggled before sitting on his lap, he looked up at you as you looked down, taking a moment to admire his birthmarks on his face, the next to his eye, alwaysss..making your heart flutter for some reason. he sat up caressing your cheek with his thumb, you closed your eyes humming at the touch as the soft flesh ran in circles on your cheek,

he chuckled before you opened your eyes, he held your waist before he leaned closer to you, your faces inches away from each others as you rested your forehead against his, noses just touching. he leaned closely to your lips, “gavi si vamos ir o no-“ (-are we going yes or no.) you heard fermin coming down the stairs as he rolled his eyes, you quickly got off his lap kissing his cheek, as his cheeks turned pink. you rested your head on his lap going through instagram yet again on your phone, “ahh si, vamos entonces.” he said before you lifted your head up as he got up going to his room to get ready, ‘guess it was a guys day out’ you thought to yourself. you sat up before making your way upstairs to your room you shared with gavi, “a dónde van?” (-where are y’all going?) you said he flinched a bit, reacting to your voice. “perdón.” (-sorry.) your arms crossing against your chest before you walked over to him, “what’s wrong?” you said before straddling his lap, cupping his cheeks again.

“nada..” he said holding your waist before you pressed your forehead against his again, he leaned against your lips again. once again, “VÁMONOS PABLO!” you heard auroras boyfriend, javi shout as he groaned before you got off his lap, he was definitely pissed and you felt bad. he went downstairs as you followed him like a lost puppy. before they left you kissed gavis cheek, “have fun ok? don’t do stupid shit you shouldn’t do.” you said as he chuckled, “te amo.” (-i love you.) he said before he left with javi & fermin. you sighed out running to the kitchen grabbing the bottle of cranberry juice, you stood there leaning against the counter. “hola y/n!” you heard aurora come down as you smiled at her, before putting the lid back on the bottle, “hola aurora!” you said as she smiled before sitting down on the counter, “dónde fueron?” (-where they go?) she said looking at you as you put your phone down, “no se.. creo que fueron a comer, no me recuerdo..pablo estaba enojado también.” (-not so sure.. i think they went to eat out, not that i remember, pablo was mad tho.) you said fiddling with your fingers. “si te dijo?” (-has he told you yet?) she said as you shot a look at her furrowing your brows, “dijo que?” (-said what?) you said, “aah no te dijo, vale pues yo te digo entonces.” (-aah he hasn’t told you yet, alright well i’ll tell you.) she said before you sat down on the couch as she sat next to you, “bueno..” (-well..) she said laughing awkwardly.

your palms getting sweaty and you were thinking something else, you pretty much didn’t know what words would be said, so you just prepared yourself. “me ha dicho qué quiere hacer algo contigo, creo que..besarte?” (-he has told me he wants to do something with you, i think..kiss you.) she said as your cheeks turned red, you nodded your head as you’ve been realizing the entire time. the entire time he had been trying to kiss you, sure you remember when gavi asked you if you have been kissed & obviously a virgin. of course you have had your first kiss, pretty shitty. same as being a virgin, you were a virgin but on the other hand he isn’t. this pretty much shocked you, you didn’t know how to react but have big wide eyes and nod at everything she kept saying, “sii.. e mirado qué si me quiere pues..besar pero no sabía que le iba afectar mucho..” (yes..i’ve seen that he well wants to kiss me but i didnt know it’d affect him this much.) you said fidgeting with the hem of one of his hoodies, she nodded her head. “hmm, bueno! habla con él cuando regrese, hagan lo que quieran!” (-hmm well talk with him when he gets me & then just do what y’all want.) she said before getting up, “bueno te dejó, tengo que limpiar el cuarto pues por q hay mucha ropa en todo el lugar, te miro mañana!” (-well i should get going, i have to clean the room up since well there is lots of clothes around, i’ll see you tomorrow!) aurora said smiling at you as she went upstairs, you turned off the lights before going upstairs as well. you walked to the room before laying down on the bed again.

you sighed out before covering yourself with the blanket, you checked the time one last time before putting your phone next to you, your eyes becoming heavy as you dozed off.

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the big glass door to which gave the view of the beach and the pool was wide open, with the door being opened you fell asleep safe and calmly to the sound of the water, but that wasn’t until your phone dinged.. indicating that somebody had texted you. you flinched in your sleep as you woke up looking down at your phone reading gavis message.

‘on my way home. can’t wait to see you again hermosa.’

you widened your eyes looking at the time. shit. it was 10:50 pm, ten minutes away from the time being near midnight. you replied back quickly with a heart as you got up walking to the closet, you wanted to pretty much own up to what was happening, so you thought just a talk in the pool would be perfect. not until you realized that you didn’t pack a bathing suit, you whined loudly before walking to the bathroom putting your hair up in a messy bun.

you ran downstairs quickly as you went outside to the pathio, you sat on the benches before just taking off your shirt, the white lace of your bra being exposed before you grabbed the hem of your black shorts, pulling them down. you tossed your clothes on the bench before you sat next to the water, dipping one leg into the cold blue water, goosebumps rising into your skin before dipping your other leg in as you got inside, the bottom of your body getting wet as you swam to the edge, you rested your arms on the edge looking at the beach. you heard small mutters before roaming around the water, hiding near the window where they couldn’t see you. “y las niñas?” (-and the girls?) you heard gavi say before he went upstairs, you watched from upstairs the bedroom lights turn on. you watched gavi open the pathio glass doors from upstairs as he frowned looking down at you, “why are you in the pool this late?” he said as you giggled, “come down, just the two of us..alone.” you said as he nodded his head before closing the glass door, before you swam back to the edge that was facing the beach.

you heard small splashes of water behind you, you turned around before looking back at the beach, that wasn’t until gavi pulled you into his chest. you shrieked as he covered your mouth, “shhh..we’ll get caught.” he said as you nodded your head, before turning around as you were now face to face again. you looked at him, cupping his cheeks as you smiled. “what’s up baby..” he said rubbing caressing your cheek, you hummed in response before you rested your forehead on his. “i love you so much..” you whispered in his ear before kissing his cheek, “so so much..” you said before leaning closely to him, he gulped as you ran your hand near the strands of his hair before he pulled you closely, he leaned closely before pressing his lips on yours, your lips syncing with his as you closed your eyes, enjoying his soft lips on yours. he grabbed you by your thighs, before holding you up against him.

you hummed as he continued to kiss you, your arms wrapping around his neck before biting on his bottom lip as a small groan left his mouth, before you slid your tongue inside his mouth. his cheeks tinting a pink shade before he began sucking on your tongue, you giggled as your legs wrapped around his torso, before your lips made their way to his neck as you began to plant wet kisses on his skin, your mouth against the soft flesh sucking around it as you left love marks around his neck. he gripped your bum as you gasped, still sucking on the soft flesh & slightly nibbling on the flesh skin. “b-baby.. not out here..” he said as you hummed happily. before you pulled away, nuzzling your nose against his, “then take me upstairs..” you said quietly cupping his cheeks, for a few minutes before you leaned into his ear whispering, “make love to me..” you whispered before he looked at you, his pupils becoming darker. “you sure..?” he said as you nodded your head. he put you down, your feet touching the bottom of the pool as he got out before you swam to him, “give me your hand.” he said as you held his hand before he helped you get out.

he picked you up again bridal style before making his way upstairs to the room, he closed the door before placing you down near the bed. your whole body felt wobbly from the small makeout before he stood infront of you, holding your waist as his fingertips pressed on your waist, “you sure you want to bebé?” he said looking down at you, as you looked up nodding your head. that didn’t take him long enough to kiss you yet again, passionately as you kissed back. his hands began to roam around your body as they gropped your ass, he began to kiss your neck as you leaned your head back, he began kissing around the flesh before you let out a hitched out moan, he found your sweetspot as he sucked onto your skin, especially around your sweetspot. your back arched as his free hand roamed from your shoulder to your tummy, his fingertips sliding to your panties as he began to rub on your clothed soaked slit. you gasped as he continued kissing your neck, your head leaned back before he pulled away from your neck. “is this okay?” he said as you nodded your head, a small ‘mhm’ leaving your mouth before he unclamped your white laced bra as it dropped to the floor. your cheeks all flushed out in a pink tint, your eyes getting darker as he kissed your cheek before he went back to planting kisses on your neck, his lips tracing down to your chest as his mouth reached to your breasts.

your eyes widened a bit as you felt your panties get soaked even more, he began to kiss around the small chunk of fat on your breast as he sucked on the side of the nipple, a small moan mewling out of your lips as you threw your head back, running your hands on the strands of his fluffy hair, as he continued to suck on the skin before kissed around your nipple before he pecked it, you moaned again as you arched your back slightly before he rubbed on your other free nipple, giving it a slight squeeze as your nipple hardened under his touch. you let out breathless moans as he moved his mouth away, a small ‘pop’ happening as he moved to your other nipple doing the same exact thing he did to your other breast, your legs feeling wobbly as your mind wondered to another state. he pulled away before he looked up at you one more time before he began to kiss in between your chest, his wet plumped lips going down to your tummy as you blushed heavily, “p-please..” you said breathlessly as you felt his nose tickling your tummy to lower tummy, “please what hermosa?” he said before pulling you closely by your thighs, “t-touch me..” you whispered making it loud and clear for him to listen, he kissed down your lower tummy, your body feeling weak at his kisses before he placed his mouth infront of the lace before pulling down your panties with his teeth, your breath becoming heavy as he continued pulling them down fully.

he looked up at you, as you looked down nodding your head giving him allowance, before he kissed your inner thighs as his lips made their way to your pussy as licked over your slit, you bit on your lip before he placed his mouth around it, sucking and licking around your clit. you gasped in agony as his tongue began to work around your soaking clit, you moaned in pleasure as your back arched slightly. he licked your sides, catching as much of your wetness whilst your hands found his hair, you held onto it slightly as he continued to suck up all your juices. you threw your head back arching your back yet again as his tongue licked around your hole, before he began to stick his tongue in and out of your entrance. his hands holding onto your waist as he continued to eat you out, your mind getting foggy and lost some place else. soft moans & whines falling out of your mouth, his tongue slipping in your hole driving you crazy as uncontrollably moans escaped from your mouth. your stomach being overwhelmed with the feeling of butterflies and a knot forming, “p-pabs..i-i’m-“ you said getting cut off as your orgasm washed over you, as he hummed happily against your pussy. his lips sucking harshly on your clit as you moaned loudly, your legs becoming wobbly and shaking due to the orgasm. he sucked up all your juices once again before moving his mouth away, wiping your wetness off with his finger.

he stood up before holding you by your shoulders, before laying you down on the bed as you sat up a bit your elbows holding your weight, he cupped your cheeks with one hand before his thumb traced your bottom lip, “open up.” he said as he slid his thumb in your mouth, you sucked on his thumb as you swirled your tongue around tasting yourself, you continued sucking on his thumb before he pulled down on his shorts as he hovered above you, his knee now in contact with your clit, he began to rub his knee against it as you leaned your head back yet again, moaning at the sudden contact, he smiled before he laid you down yet again. before he opened the small drawer, “w-wait..” you said before he looked at you furrowing his brows, “si?” he said “i-i um..” you said as your cheeks turned red, how in the hell would you say you wanted to take him raw, you gulped as he cupped your cheek again. “do you want to do it or no? we can stop if you wa-“ he said getting cut off as you shook your head quickly, “n-no! i-it’s just.. i-i want t-to um..” you said, before he smirked looking at you. “let me guess..you want to take me raw?” he said as you nodded your head slowly, he hummed before kissing your cheek. “fine with me, we can always stop okay?” he said as you nodded your head before he placed his hands between your head, “if it hurts or anything gets out of hand that you don’t like, you say the word red. okay?” he said as you nodded, before he grabbed his hardened member, stroking himself as a low moan fell out of his mouth before he lined himself on your entrance, slowly pushing himself in as you grunted gripping onto the white duvet. barely even in and you were already in slight pain before he fully slid himself in. you cried out in pain as tears formed in your eyes before he lowered himself down on you, kissing you passionately again. you tried cupping his cheeks as he pinned your hands above your head, you whined in between the kiss, “shhh..you’re okay.. just..f-fuck you’re so warm and tight.. just.. tell me when to move alright?” he said whispering in your ear before he started moving himself slowly against you, he kissed your neck as your hands stayed pinned above your head. you bit down on your bottom lip, chewing on the soft flesh before you felt the butterflies forming in your stomach yet again as pleasurable moans mewled out of your lips.

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constant moans and heavy breathing echoed around the room, your body all tired, your eyes all heavy even your brain all fuzzy, your legs almost giving out even your body. you currently were approaching your third & last orgasm of the night, you were currently on your back again after the last position having you on your fours. “t-too much..” you muffled out as gavi looked down on you, “come on hermosa.. i know you have one in you..last one i promise.” he said holding onto your waist as he thrusted quickly into you. you nodded your head already trying your best not to fall asleep, before he grabbed a pillow you looked at him confused, “wh-what are y-you doing..?” you said breathlessly before he smiled, “lift your hips up..” he said as you did what he said, he slid the pillow. your hips now laying on the pillow before he thrusted up into your g-spot, “f-fuck!” he said as you moaned loudly arching your back as you felt him abuse your g-spot. your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you moaned loudly. “s-so g-good..” you muttered out as he thrusted quicker than the usual pace he was doing. your stomach becoming warmer and tighter as you felt yourself close, “g-gonna c-cum..” you said breathlessly as he nodded his head, “hold on.. just wait..f-for me.” he said as you moaned in response before grabbing onto both your breasts, your fingertips pinching & rubbing your nipples, he groaned at the view. “cum for me hermosa.” he said as you released yourself, moaning louder as you felt his tip near your cervix, before he spilled himself all over you once again.

you breathed heavily as he rested his forehead ontop of yours, you cupped his cheeks kissing him passionately again, as he kissed back before resting his head on your chest, his dick still inside of you still letting out his loads, he pecked your boob before pulling out carefully as he watched his cum ooze out of you, he chuckled before you fought back a yawn. “you did well for your first time..” he said as you giggled before he laid down placing you on his lap. “thank you for t-tonight.. i really enjoyed it..” you said as he kissed your forehead, “thank you for also earlier.” he said before covering the two of you with the blanket, you smiled before he put you down next to him, you looked at him. before he kissed you one more time, as his hands cupped your cheeks.

you kissed back as you rested your hand on his jawline, still kissing him. you pulled away for a bit before he kissed you deeply this time, your eyes widening a bit before kissing back yet again as the two of you kissed deeply. “okay okay! that’s enough.” you said before kissing his cheek, before he rested his head on your chest, he pecked your boobs before grabbing them both squeezing them as he burried his face in them, you blushed heavily rolling your eyes. “goodnight pablo te amo..” you murmured before falling asleep.

as for the boy who finally learned and enjoyed his first kiss now obsessed and by obsessed i mean, couldnt stop kissing you or your breasts.

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[judebelle]

gavi having intense back pain after all the matches he has to play and trying to hide how exhausted he is from reader and trying his best to put efforts in the relationship so he doesn’t hurt reader but reader realising and trying to comfort him both physically and mentally just a lot of fluff thank youuuu

you’re right - p.g. x reader

a/n : you guys are rlly sending in hella gavi reqs! 😭 but dw i will try to do as many as i can but i write for more players so pls don’t be shy to send a request! all the players i write for are in my pinned post or masterlist!

cw : miscommunication, fluffy asffff

pairing : pablo gavi x reader

wc : 1.1k

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the front door creaked open and your head perked up from the sofa. your boyfriend was home from his latest match. it wasn’t an important one so you stayed home and watched it on the tv.

barcelona won, and you had been waiting for him to come home. a smile spread across your face upon pablo’s return, but it fell when you saw his hunch and eyebrows knitted together in discomfort.

“hey baby.” he grunted out as he dropped his bag on the ground, kicked off his shoes, and tossed his keys onto the table near the door.

he walked slowly to you, trying to straighten his apparent hunch.

“what’s wrong, pablo? are you feeling okay?”

he finally made eye contact with you, his eyebrows softening at your concerned expression. “i’m feeling better than ever.” he smiled at you softly before approaching you on the couch.

you were genuinely concerned about his well-being since he was starting so many matches recently, but you let it go. if pablo was anything, he was dramatic. if he was hurt you would definitely know.

he shifted to sit next to your legs on the couch. he lowered himself with a pained grunt. that’s what concerned you. he sounded like he was fifty-six and had serious arthritis.

“oh my god- pablo..”

he sat himself down on the couch with a sigh, turning to you with a smile. “i missed you, y/n.”

he leaned forward to kiss you on the forehead.

“are you certain you’re okay? you look like you’re in pai-“

“don’t worry about me, okay, darling?” ignoring the question, he stretched his arm across your shoulders and diverted his attention to the tv in front of you.

you let it go again. he’s smart enough to know when something is wrong with him and not leave it in the air.

you thought.

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you both fell asleep on the couch watching whatever was on.

you woke up to the smell of popcorn and some bottles opening. squinting, you looked over into the bright kitchen. he had made a bowl of popcorn and was carrying drinks with him. he only had two hands, of course, but had wedged the drinks in the crease of his elbows, holding them to his side.

his tongue was stuck out slightly as he focused on not dropping anything. you giggled at his effort to not take two trips.

“what? work smarter, not harder” he joked as you made room for him on the couch.

he sat next to you and placed the food on the table in front of the couch. “why are you doing this, pablo? we need to eat dinner! and what about your diet? what- mmm!-“

he shut you up with a kiss.

“just wanted to spoil my favourite girl..”

he smiled and kissed you again, his hands raking into your hair. “i feel like there’s a catch.. you’re gonna do something ba- STOP”

pablo had completely switched up and started tickling you. he knelt and trapped you between his legs. he started tickling and pinching your sides. you couldn’t help but laugh, of course.

you were laughing so hard that it hurt. “pablo stop! serious- seriously stop it- ah!-“

he was also laughing as he continued annoying you, pinning you down with the weight of his body alone. you opened your eyes and saw him looking down at your waist, his hands still attacking your sides.

you twisted to the side in discomfort as he proceeded to tickle you. when you twisted, his body froze. he let out a groan and hissed as his back was caught in a weird position.

he stopped tickling you to fix his posture.

you took that opportunity to catch your breath before sitting up.

“pablo, what’s wrong? you look like you’ve been in pain all day! i’m seriously getting concerned.”

he looked up at you sheepishly. “nothings wrong, mi amor. i promise i’m fine, argh-“

he grunted as he tried to sit down, his hand flying to his back. he pressed down and gritted his teeth.

“okay, that’s enough. lay down.”

you got up from the couch and pointed to it, your expression stern.

“y/n, i’m fi-“

“lay. down.”

he bit his lip in defeat and lowered his body slowly onto the couch, stomach down. he rested his head on his hands and turned his head to the side to look at you.

“what happened, pablo?” you straddled his lower back and pulled up his thin shirt so you could see his back.

there were no visible injuries, but you could tell that he was tense and in pain.

“just… just tired. there’s so many matches and- ohh..”

pablo let out a long moan as you pushed your hands gently down onto his sore back. you moved your hands up and down the middle of his back, applying some pressure.

“my god! you’re so tense, baby..” you continued rubbing his back, listening to his groans and hisses. “this isn’t healthy. you need to talk to your coach.”

“i’m fine.. it’s just, a lot right now. once i get back into the groove of things- mmpgh, oh god-“

every time you pressed into one specific part of his mid back, he wouldn’t shut up. “does it hurt here?” you whispered, and he nodded against the fabric of the couch.

you smiled softly and continued kneading at his muscles. he hummed softly, his hums gradually getting less and less frequent as you continued massaging him. “does that feel better?”

he grinned into the couch and turned his head back to look at you. “so much better. thank you, mi amor.” he placed a grateful kiss on your lips and you giggled against his.

after pulling his shirt back down, you laid down on his back and wrapped your arms around him from under his armpits. “glad i could make you feel better, but you need to take a rest day, pablo.”

you reminded him sternly, and he looked down at the couch in defeat. “i think so too. i just don’t want to let the team down.”

your eyes widened at his words. this stubborn man was agreeing to what you were saying? pigs must be flying. and let the team down? he’s done everything but that.

“pablo, if you think you’re going to let the team down, you’re stupid. you’ve done nothing but help barcelona excel and you’re a huge asset to the squad. don’t beat yourself up over this.”

he sighed under you before turning to kiss your hand that was near his face. he smiled softly against your hand before whispering out.

“you’re right.”

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[barcalover86]

Sunburn- Pablo Gavi

Fluff

Masterlist

Summary: In Ibiza with Gavi

You and Gavi were with his friends on your holiday in Ibiza. You were the only girl there and sometimes would feel bad that you went there, even if your boyfriend kinda assured you that he wanted you there with him and that his friends wouldn't complain. It was true, his friends were so nice to you and everyone treated you like a princess, but you still sometimes felt..alone?

You would tell your boyfriend to stay with his friends and that you will be ok. Usually, he would say no and stay with you, but the times he would go with his friends, you felt lonely and bored. So bored.

You were reading a book when you saw Gavi wanting to go in the pool with his friends.

"Amor, did you put sunscreen on you?"

"No, it's not that hot outside, I will be ok"

"I really think you should put it on, especially on your shoulder and face" you told him concerning.

"He'll be ok, y/n!" one of his friends smiled at you, but still, you weren't sure if he would be ok after the day.

You took the sunscreen and went to him. When he saw you, he smiled at you. You put some cream on his face, the only thing that wasn't wet because of the water. He thanked you, and you returned to your book.

After hours of playing in the pool, the boys finally came out and when you saw your boyfriend red, you panicked.

"Amor! You are red! Does it hurt you?"

Now you were walking to him, but he put his hands on yours and told you that he doesn't feel anything at all. You weren't so sure about that, but still managed to convince him to put some afterburner cream on him after he showers.

Everyone now showered and waited for the two of you so that you could eat dinner and go to some party after.

Your boyfriend was in the shower, and you heard him groan. First, you thought something else until he called your name like a sob. You ran into the bathroom to see him with tears in his eyes. He looked so weird, and you couldn't not smile at how red he looked where he didn't have chlotes on.

"Don't laugh, amor!"

"What happened to you? Why did you call me?"

"It hurts to touch water"

You laughed at his explanation. He was burned and so hard!

You went closer to him and put your hand on his red chest.

"Ahh"

The boy was clearly in pain. You sighed and helped him shower. You put some cream on him that would help the skin to regenerate. He was crying, and you felt bad and decided to let your "I told you so" for another day.

"How will you dress, amorcito?" he asked you

You burrowed your eyebrows in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

"At the party. I think you should go with the black dress, it suits you so well"

You smiled at him.

"I'm not going anywhere "

"What! Why!? You wanted to go to this party for so long! You have to go!"

"I wanted to go to the party with you. You clearly can't go so I'm gonna stay with you!"

You said it proudly.

"No, no-"

"Yes, yes, now shut up and let me help you with this...redness" you said and both of you laughed.

You told the boys the reason you won't go, and they understood, making fun of Gavi for not listening to his girl.

You stayed with him, trying to help him relax. He was tearing everytime he touched something with his skin, and you were telling him compliments, trying to get him to sleep.

When you heard his breath slowed down, you smiled. You knew he can't sleep without you cuddling, so you touched his hand with yours so that you could feel eachother, without him being hurt. He took your hand closer to his chest, and you both fell asleep.

The next days were awful for your sweet boy, but he learned his lesson. Now, every time he would go to the beach or pool, he would put on sunscreen.

PUT SUNSCREEN, LOVES!

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[axlerica]

Priority~

-The one where Gavi prioritized something else over his own girlfriend-

Y/N had been feeling increasingly neglected in her relationship with Pablo Gavi. His football career seemed to take precedence over everything else, including her. One day, she found herself in a tough situation when her car broke down in Girona, and she had an important meeting to attend. Desperate, she decided to call Pablo, hoping he could come to her rescue.

As she dialed his number, Y/N anxiously tapped her foot on the pavement. The phone rang, and she waited, her frustration growing with each passing second. But Pablo was deep into his training session and didn't hear the call. After what felt like an eternity, he finally reached for his phone during a break and saw multiple missed calls from Y/N. Concerned, he immediately called her back.

"Hey amor, what's wrong?" Pablo asked as he leaned against his locker, his breath still heavy from the training.

Y/N's voice trembled with frustration. "Pablo, my car broke down in Girona, and I have this important meeting. Can you please pick me up?"

Pablo hesitated for a moment, glancing at his teammates who were heading towards the exit. He knew he had agreed to join them for a meal after training. "Amor, I really wish I could, but Xavi wants to talk to me about the match tomorrow. It's important," he lied.

Y/N's heart sank. She had hoped he would prioritize her just this once. "Pablo, please, I'm stuck here, and I don't know what to do. Can't you make an exception? I really need your help now…"

Pablo sighed, torn between his commitment to his girlfriend and his loyalty to his team. "I'm sorry bebe, but I have to go. Xavi is waiting. We'll talk later, okay? Te quiero muchísimo amor! "

Y/N's eyes welled up with tears. She felt abandoned and hurt. "Fine, go then." She hung up, her fingers trembling.

With no other choice, Y/N called a pickup truck and booked a taxi back to Barcelona. As she sat alone in the taxi, the distance between her and Pablo seemed greater than ever.

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Y/N, feeling exhausted and hurt, arrived at Pablo’s house, hoping to find him there to explain why he hadn’t come to her rescue. She texted him, asking where he was, but her phone remained silent with no reply.

Then, she went upstairs for a refreshing shower. The warm water helped wash away the physical and emotional strains of the day. After her shower, she wrapped herself in a towel and lay down on Pablo’s bed, feeling utterly drained.

As she lay on his bed, she opened Instagram, then saw Pedri’s Instagram stories, tagging Pablo and their other teammates at a restaurant. Her heart sank as she checked the timestamp - it was 3 PM, the exact time when she had desperately called Pablo for help in Girona. She realized that Pablo had deliberately chosen to prioritize his time with friends over helping her in her time of need.

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Then, Pablo came home and walked into the living room and tried to break the ice, saying, "Amorrr, I'm home." However, Y/N remained visibly upset and ignored him, her eyes focused on the Netflix screen.

Not one to give up easily, Pablo made another attempt to bridge the gap, gently asking, "Hey preciosa, how was your day?" Y/N responded with one word, "Tiring."

Pablo couldn't bear to see Y/N upset, so he affectionately said, "Awww, my poor baby," and leaned in to give her a kiss. But Y/N turned her head slightly, causing him to land the kiss on her cheek instead of her lips.

Confused and concerned, Pablo asked, "¿Qué pasa, amor?" Y/N sighed, replying, "Nada. I'm just tired."

Pablo, sensing that something was seriously wrong, decided to give her some space and said, "Okay, I'm gonna take a shower. I'll join you after this, okay?"

After his shower, Pablo couldn't stand the weight of the silence between them any longer. He walked downstairs and found Y/N on the couch, still not speaking to him. He laid his head on her chest and, with those familiar, sad, doe-like eyes, said, "Amor, why are you ignoring me?"

Pablo always had a way to make Y/N fold with his cute brown doe eyes but this time she was determined not to give in easily.

He couldn't bear to see her like this, so he gave it one more try, softly asking, "Please talk to me, bebe?"

Y/N's voice held a hint of frustration as she replied, "Why should I? You didn't even try to help me when I needed help"

Pablo felt a growing sense of desperation. He attempted to explain himself, "Bebe, please, understand. I was at training, and you know how busy it gets. I told you, right?"

But Y/N wasn't ready to let him off the hook. She said firmly, "Stop lying, Gavi. You were finished with your training when I called you."

Pablo stuttered, his excuses faltering, "Uh... well, I still had something to do after that."

Y/N seized the moment to confront him, "Like going out with your friends instead of helping your girlfriend who clearly needed help? I bet if your friend’s car broke down, you would immediately ditch training and rush to help them."

Pablo attempted to explain himself, saying, "Well, I can't just cancel on them, bebe. We made reservations, and I didn't want to just ditch them like that. You understand, right?"

Y/N's disappointment was palpable as she responded, "No? If you were in trouble, I would ditch anything or anyone just to help you because why? You're my priority, and I put you first. But sadly, I figured I'm not your priority now. Thanks for that."

Pablo, feeling defensive, argued, “Well, I can’t just bail on my friends, amor. What will they say? ‘Pablo is ditching us for his girlfriend.’ You know them.”

Y/N’s was extremely disappointed with his answer and replied, “So, you were worried about what they would say more than helping me, your girlfriend, who was stranded in another city and in trouble? Wow, okay.”

With a heavy heart, she got up and went to the bedroom, holding back her tears because she didn’t want Pablo to think she was too emotional or a crybaby.

That night, Pablo and Y/N both went to bed, but they couldn't sleep well. They were upset and didn't talk to each other. Y/N slept by turning her back from Pablo. He tried to hug her from the back because he loves spooning her but Y/N pushed his grip and he understood that she’s still mad at him.

It was 330 AM, both of them lay in bed, their backs turned to each other. Y/N closed her eyes, attempting to sleep, but it seemed impossible.

Every so often, she heard Pablo sighing loudly and felt him tugging at the blanket, leaving her with less and less of it to cover herself.

Y/N finally broke the silence, frustration in her voice. "Would you stop hogging the blanket, Pablo? I'm trying to sleep here."

Pablo sighed and replied, "Sorry, amor, it's just... I can't sleep knowing you're mad at me. I really want to hug you right now, and it's hard for me to sleep because i can’t stop thinking about us. I hate it when we’re not okay like this.”

Y/N sighed, still annoyed. But Pablo's request made her heart softened a bit as she was also dying to hug him. Truth was, she also couldn’t sleep and she knew hugging him would make her fall asleep in a second. Pablo then said, "Please amor? Can I please hug you? I know you're mad at me but you can continue being mad at me tomorrow..”

Y/N didn't respond with words, but she moved closer to Pablo, still not turning her back to face him. For Pablo, this gesture was a silent confirmation that Y/N allowed him to spoon and cuddle her.

Pablo immediately hugged Y/N tightly and said, "Thank you, amor." Y/N couldn't help but smile at how cute Pablo was being. However, she was still upset with him, so she didn't reply. She tried her best to hide her smile because she didn't want Pablo to know that she was actually smiling. She then held his hand, and soon they both fell asleep.

The next morning, Y/N's position shifted, as she lay her head on Pablo's chest while he had his arm around her waist. When Y/N woke up, she tried to gently move Pablo's hand because she needed to get up and take a shower to prepare for work.

Pablo grumbled sleepily, saying, "Urhhmm, no, stay with me."

Y/N replied, "I need to shower now, Pablo. I have to go to work, and don't forget, I'm still mad at you."

Pablo, not willing to let her go, held onto her tightly and said, "But……amor….. I want cuddles…..”

Y/N still trying to move Pablo’s hand, saying, "Your time is up now, and you have training in 1 hour. You should get up too."

Pablo couldn’t resist and asked, "Well…can I join you in the shower?"

Y/N, still upset with him, replied, "No, I'm mad at you."

Pablo clung to her even tighter and said, "Then I'm not letting you go."

Y/N winced slightly and relented, saying, "Ouch, Pablo. Vale, fineee, let's both get up and take a shower."

Pablo grinned and said, "Together?"

Y/N sighed and replied, "Yeah, whatever." as she rolled her eyes but then Pablo went and kissed her cheek making her giggle.

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As they finished showering, Y/N went to the kitchen to make breakfast, and Pablo still in the bedroom fixing his hair. Later, he came downstairs and found Y/N preparing a yogurt bowl. He hugged her from behind and kissed her cheek, but Y/N was busy and told him, "Pablo, please, I'm busy right now." So, he sat down at the table, playing with his phone.

Once Y/N was done making breakfast, she handed it to him, and he said, "Thank you, preciosa." They both sat at the table, eating while on their phones. After a while, Pablo broke the silence, saying, "Amor, I'm really sorry for yesterday. I was a jerk, and I should've helped you, but I didn't. I'm truly sorry, amor."

Y/N, still focused on her yogurt, finally looked up and said, “I appreciate your apology, Pablo, but what happened yesterday really upset me.”

Pablo then gently held Y/N's chin and looked at her eyes with a deep sincerity and said, "I love you so much, amor, and it hurts to see you being so cold towards me. I miss my clingy baby, I miss your kisses. Please understand that even though I focus on my career sometimes, I love you no matter what. My career is important, but so are you, amor. I'm truly sorry for what happened yesterday, and I regret it deeply."

Y/N sighed and relented, saying, “Okay…fine, I forgive you. But you have to promise me that the next time I call for your help, you won’t bail on me like that.”

Pablo nodded earnestly and replied, “I promise, amor. If I ever bail on you, you can kick me or punish me however you want.”

Y/N chuckled and said, "Well, I'm going to make your friends kick you too!" They both shared a laugh.

Pablo then said, “Yes, bebé, I don’t mind because I probably deserve it.” He then reached out and gently held her hand and kissing it, continuing, “I’m truly sorry, okay, amor? I love you so much, cariño.”

Y/N replied, "Hmmm okay, you're forgiven.. I love you too, Pablito."

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[spidybaby]

hey can i get one with Pablo, where he reacts to his gf after winning at the vmas? thanks

Our Song

Summary: Gavi surprise you after your win at the vmas ✨️

Warnings: cursing.

"I'm so nervous." You say biting your nail. The car is in the queue for the carpet.

"Princesa, don't worry about it. You're going to rock it."

"I don't even think I'm going to win."

"I think that just being there, able to have a platform to share your amazing art, is already a win, babe."

"So you think my art is amazing." You say, joking with him. "Thank you, mi amor"

"Hey, Y/n, we're almost there." Your manager announced. That was the signal for you to say your goodbyes to him.

"Mi amor, I have to go." You pout, not wanting to say goodbye.

"Break a leg, or I don't know. But I love you so much." He laughs, making a ducky face, sending a kiss.

"Te quiero." (I love you) you say, sending him a kiss and telling him to go to sleep.

You take two deep breaths, touching your wrist where the silver bracelet is. The little "P6" in honor of your boyfriend, a gift he made you on your anniversary.

"Ready?" They ask you. You nod.

The screams of the people waiting to see the artists are the only sounds you can hear. The flashes hit you and the camera crew focusing on your arrival. You wave your hands to the public. Making them yell your name.

Your manager pushes you lightly to the way of the carpet. The theme was pink, pink carpet, and pink awards.

You pose for the cameras, smiling at them. Most of the time, all they say is "look over here." Or "on your left." Like if they're Steve Rogers. But this time, the fans screaming are overpowering their voices.

You walk over to the interview spot. Your manager set you up for one only because you didn't feel like doing more than that.

"Hello, hello, so happy to see you." The blonde reporter says. She's one of the nicest people you have ever met in the media. "Oh God, you look amazing tonight. Tell me who you are wearing?"

"Hello to you too." You laugh. "Well, I'm wearing Versace. Donatella and I designed this look for our new collaboration."

"It's amazing, you look like a shining star."

"Thank you."

"Now tell me, you're nominated to five awards, and in all categories, you have amazing competition. How do you think you're going to do tonight?"

"Well, if I'm honest with you, I'll be surprised if I even win something. But as my boyfriend says, I'm lucky to be able to be here, I'm lucky to be able to share my art and have amazing fans who support me all the way."

"Talking about boyfriends, you're here alone."

"Not every fairytale has a present prince." You joke, making her laugh. "He's working, but he made sure to send his good luck wishes to me before the ceremony."

"We love a supportive partner. Thank you for your time, hope you win and have a nice time."

You say goodbye, making your way to the crowd. Tonight, you were seated next to the one and only Taylor Swift. A little starstruck, if you may say.

The ceremony was nice, you danced, you jumped, and you also lost four of five categories. But you knew the awards didn't make you less or more of a good singer.

The last one was Song of the Year. A very hard category to catch. You were in the same category as Selena, Olivia, Taylor.

"Okay, let's calm down a little bit." Nicki says, about to announce the last category. "So, do we wanna know the winner?" The crowd explotes in screams.

Nicki yells the name of the winner, and you are zoned out. But when Ice Spice and Taylor hugged you, you went back to reality.

"You did it." Taylor shouts, getting up and clapping for you.

"Get your ass up, go get your award, girlie." Ice says, pulling you up from your seat.

You walk over to the stage, Nicki hugged you and told you how happy she was for you. You stand in front of the mic with your legs shaken from the adrenaline of the moment.

"Umm, I'm a little shocked, so let me breathe. Woo." You say, laughing and making the crowd laugh with you. "Okay, thank you so much to my family. You guys are one of my biggest supporters to my manager. I love you for believing in me. To you guys for streaming the song, for sharing it, for making it a trend on tik tok." You laugh again.

You took a breath, feeling so out of air. "And to my Pablo, because I know you're watching this instead of sleeping. My love, you're the inspiration of this song. You're the one who listened to this song first. I love you. This is our song, bebé."

You wave the crowd a goodbye, sending a kiss to the camera. On the backstage Karol G hugged you, she was next on the stage.

After the awards you took a flight back to Europe, your world tour Europe leg was beginning in three weeks and you wanted to leave early to adapt to the time zone and also to spend some time with Pablo.

During the flight you watched a game, it was good. After the game, Pablo had an interview. They asked him about you winning and you giving him special thanks.

"Hombre, Pablo. Your girlfriend recently won an award and she thank you. We know you're private about your relationship, but we want to tell you that we love how supportive you two are with each other."

He smirked, thinking about your thank you speech. "Si, bueno somos privados pero yo siempre la apoyo en todo y siempre lo haré. Ella es increíble y la quiero." (Yeah, well, we are private, but I can totally support her and always will. She's amazing, and I love her)

"Thank you, and congratulations about the win."

You snap a picture of the interview, send it to him, thanking him for his words, updating him about you almost landing in Barcelona.

When you actually land, you didn't expect Pablo to be waiting with a big flower bouquet, smiling at you.

You rush down the plane stair, throwing yourself at your him. Legs locked around his waist and lips on his.

"Mi super estrella." He kisses your cheek. (My superstar) he walks with you in his arms, dropping you into the car.

He walks to your manager, taking your bags and saying goodbye to your crew. You did the same, waving them from the car.

"Let's go home, estrellita." He kisses your hand.

The drive home he was telling you about the game. You thank him about the things he said.

"You deserve that and more, mi amor." he says, parking in front of his house. "I have something for you inside."

"Pablo, we say no surprises, you know I don't need anything. The flowers were enough, mi amor."

"I didn't say anything." He laughs, opening the door for you and helping you with your bags. "Go to the kitchen, I know you're hungry."

You indeed were very hungry. So you walked inside and straight to he kitchen. You were surprised to see your family, Pablo's family, and your friends all there.

They all yelled from excitement, and your friends run to hug you. You were still shocked by surprise with the breakfast surprise he pulled.

"Enough, Enough. Let me hug my baby." You mother says. She hugs you, saying how proud she is and how happy she is to spend these days with you, same with the rest of your family.

"Let's eat. She needs some food." Pablo says, kissing your cheek. "Please, serve yourselves."

"Thank you, Pablito." You returned the kiss on his cheeks, buring your face on the crock of his neck.

You wanted to eat everything, there was a lot of fruit, a banquet of other type of food and even a cake.

"The cake has the lyrics of our song." You jump excited. "That's so fucking cute."

"Language." You mom jokes.

Belen and Pablo got close to you once everyone was seated at their places.

"Estamos tan orgullosos de ti, preciosa." (We are so proud of you, precious)

Pablo hugs you, saying how much they love for you to be with Pablo and how amazing the song was.

"We got you a little something." Belen says, giving you a velvet box. "This is also Aurora's. She couldn't be here because of school but she sends you all the love."

"Thank you, I love you guys really much."

You saved the box in your pocket, wanting to see it in private.

You take a seat next to Pablo, who was talking with your mother about football. "But yes, it's been crazy, with the Champions coming up."

Everything was dreamy. You had the boy, the love, and the support. You had everything you ever wished for.

"I want to propose a toast." Pablo announced, getting up from his seat. "Por mi super estrella, ella nos ha compartido su arte y yo sé que todos aquí le hemos demostrado amor y apoyo" He grabs your hand, squishing it. "Congratulations, my love." (To my superstar, she shared all her art with us, and I know that every one of us had shared love and support with her, and I know that this award is important to her.)

You felt so loved, with the most important people in your life giving you all the support. You already won. An award makes no difference.

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yourusername so thankful with this blessing. Thank you to all of you who voted for me ❤️ also enjoy this little dump of my last few days

pablogavi ❤️😛

aurorapaezg love you, hermanita 💖

selenagomez you're a shining star ✨️

icespice it's giving cunt 🫶🏻

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[escapism-writer]

But You’re Mine - Gavi x reader.

A/n: Hello, this is my first ever upload to Tumblr despite having it downloaded for quite some time. Anyway I hope you enjoy!

Summary: After losing a dare to Pedri, you wear his jersey instead of your boyfriends, Gavi, to the next Barca match.

Warnings: fluff, jealous Gavi, slight cringe, might have some slight spelling & grammatical errors. (Not proof read)

You sighed as you looked over towards the jersey you always wore to all of Gavi's matches. Unknowingly to Gavi, you and Pedri had made a bet on their last match, to which Pedri had won. Due to your lost, you were now in your hotel bedroom with a No.8 jersey laying on your bed debating whether your should go through with the dare you had been given. You had been quickly snapped out of your thoughts from the light ping coming from your phone.

'You don't have to go through with the dare you know? I can feel your nervousness from the stadium already'

You skimmed over the message knowing this is Pedri's way of attempting to make you accept another lost. Though he was partly right.

'Yeah right! I'm not nervous at all plus, I'd never back down from a dare as easy as this one'

You blatantly lied in your reply, knowing one thing about this most definitely makes you nervous. That one thing being your boyfriend's reaction. You were almost certain that it didn't take a lot for Gavi to get jealous. You smiled to yourself, remembering when you last spent a day hanging out with your co-star, and it got plastered over the internet with misleading titles. Gavi's reaction when you got home was filled with desperation to prove himself to you, that he was better than your co-star. As the nerves slightly died down, the excitement lifted. Looking at your phone once more, you quickly put on Pedri's jersey while covering it with one of Gavi's hoodies.

On the drive to Camp Nou, you kept mentally arguing with yourself. Should you just keep the hoodie on? That way no one will know your wearing the no.8 midfielders jersey, but, on the other hand, you wanted to see Gavi's reaction. Before walking into the stadium you took off Gavi's hoodie, abandoning it in the passengers seat.

As you sat down in your position, you saw the golden boy, Gavi, wave towards your seat. Forgetting all your problems before, you quickly stood up and waved back while also blowing a kiss. Gavi hadn't reacted to the jersey, you just assumed he couldn't see the name and number from on the field. This made you wish you saw Gavi before the match but due to you're airport times you couldn't have. You had just finished filming a new show in England only arriving back in Barcelona late this morning.

After the 2-1 win to Barcelona, you agreed to meet with Gavi by where you had parked your car. As you waited, your previous excitement had formed back into its original nerves. Due to your thoughts clouding your vision, you jumped when Gavi knocked on the car door.

"Hola mi vida"

Gavi hummed as he got into the car, still proud from his goal earlier. Unsure what to say while your thoughts were still filled with panic about the jersey you're wearing, you hesitantly replied.

"Hola, Congratulations on your goal!"

"Turn around"

He ignored your complement on his goal, noticing something was up. You reluctantly turned to show off Pedri's kit number on your back.

"Why are you wearing Pedri's Jersey?"

You turned around to see his once relaxed eyebrows now furrowed with a confused expression matching. The poor football star repeated himself.

"How come your wearing Pedri's Jersey? Is there something wrong with mine?"

You looked up to your boyfriend, attempting to pull a straight face. ‘Might as well go with it’ you thought jokingly.

“No, I’ve just never worn Pedri’s Jersey. It’s just sat in my closet. Plus 8 is my favourite number.”

You smiled while lying, the truth is you hadn’t even had Pedri’s jersey until you lost the bet and 6 is your favourite number due to Gavi’s jersey.

“I thought you preferred 6?”

Gavi was now nervous. Why would you wear his best friends jersey? Let alone say he is your favourite number.

“I did but 8 is like an infinity sign!”

You tried to make a reason to explain your sudden liking of the number. Gavi’s thoughts delayed his response, therefore you both sat in silence for a moment as he tried to process what was happening.

“But You’re Mine.”

You felt your cheeks go warm as soon as those words fell from his mouth. Along side your cheeks, your guilt started to react with his words. Thinking of what to say, you decide to finally confess.

“Ill always be yours, Pablo. I’m sorry, Pedri dared me to wear his jersey after I lost our last bet.”

“You made a bet with Pedri?”

Gavi’s nervousness left pretty quick, instead becoming more confused by the second. You never really told Gavi that you and Pedri often betted on matches, nor did you tell him that the loser had to do a dare.

“Yeah I betted on you scoring in your last match”

Frowning at the memory of Pedri jokingly making fun of you for losing your side of the bet, you continued.

“Which, as you know, didn’t go to plan.”

“Well I scored this match if that changes anything?”

“Sadly I don’t think that’s how it works, Pablo.”

Gavi glanced down to your lips with every word you spoke, each sounding like a perfect melody. As you proceeded to talk about all your winning bets against Pedri, Gavi lifted his hand towards your chin, slightly moving your face towards his. You looked into his eyes, feeling your heartbeat vibrating though out your whole body. You both leaned in not breaking eye contact until placing your soft lips upon his.

“I’ll always love you in a way no one else can.”

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[pablitogavii]

gavi x reader, where he’s all clingy on his birthday and he wants to introduce her to his family like his aunts, uncles and grandparents and she’s so nice to his younger cousins and he’s like falling in love with her all over again bc of how nice she is to everyone, fluff?

Birthday celebration

"I'm so glad everyone could come here for my birthday" Pablo said while you were setting the table at his house in Barcelona smiling when you saw his excited face.

Pablo might be a professional athlete that is already accomplished so much but deep down he is still just a nineteen year old boy excited for his birthday party.

"Me too amor. You look so handsome" you walk up to him fixing his hair a little and he lets you leaning down to kiss your lips when the doorbell rang.

"Guests are here. Go ahead and open amor" you say and he nods rushing to the door in excitement seeing his old childhood friends Mario and Alejandro.

"Welcome guys!" you say hugging them as well smiling when you saw Pablo already opening up resents and thanking them. He was such a cute boy!

"How are you guys? How's Sevilla?" you started the small talk while taking out some drinks and food while Pablo went to open the door again to his family, Aurora and Javi.

"Hola hermanita!" Aurora hugged you first and you smiled hugging her back before Belen joined it kissing your head. His whole family was so sweet to you and your heart melted.

"Mi hija bonita!" Belen said and you blushed seeing Pablo looking at the two of you with a smile on his face.

"What would you like to drink?" you ask and even though Pablo wanted to help you sat him down telling him that he is birthday boy and should enjoy today. Aurora helped you instead.

"Here's your ice tea amor" you put the glass down resting your hands on his strong shoulders while chatting with his parents and Pablo just watched in awe taking one of your hands in his and kissing it.

Doorbell rang again and you leaned in kissing his cheek and whispering "go open up birthday boy" making him smile and do as you said.

"Feliz cumpleaños Pablito!" his abuela walked in with a cake and you smiled when you saw Pablo blushing while walking in with his grandparents into the dining room.

"Puedes darme el pastelseñora, lo pondré en la nevera" [you can give me the cake, and I will put it in the fridge] you say and the lady smiled nodding her head and touching your face gently.

"Tan linda! Será mejor que seas un buen chico, Pablito!" [so beautiful! you better be a good boy Pablito!] she spoke and you smiled nodding your head while walking into the kitchen with the cake.

"Siempre abuela!" Pablo smiled helping them sit down before you brought some refreshments.

"Tu español es tan bueno!" [Your Spanish is so good!] his grandpa said and even Pablo felt so proud that you were willing to learn his language just so you can speak to his family. He was doing the same by learning English and communicating to yours.

"Gracias! Tengo un buen maestro!" [Thank you! I have a good teacher!] you said kissing Pablo's head and he smiled nodding his head proudly saying that you were his best student.

Soon after, Pablo's aunt with her little kids came as well and the boy was very excited to kick ball with their Pablito as they called him. Your heart was filled when you saw Pablo playing with him and just how carefree he felt with his whole family around him.

The little girl always talked about how pretty you are and how she wanted to look like you. She was so cute and you always did her braids whenever she came by so this time was no difference.

"She just always talks about you, querida" Pablo's aunt said and of course Pablo overheard the conversation smiling when he saw how happy his little cousin was sitting on your lap and having ehr hair braided.

He couldn't imagine he finally found someone who is so kind and fits perfectly with his family. There was no doubt in his mind that you were the one.

"Alright, done! Who is ready for the cake!?" you say and both the little girl and boy jumped happily rushing with you towards the kitchen giving Pablo a little break to sit down with the rest of the guests.

"Ella es muy especial Pablito.." [She's very special Pablito..] his grandma said with a smile and Pablo blushed her words meaning so much to him.

"Es una chica tan humilde y amable. ¡Realmente trata bien a nuestro chico y no podríamos estar más felices!" [She's such a humble and kind girl. Really treats our boy right and we couldn't be happier!] his mom added and now Pablo was bright red not really the one to talk much about how he feels.

"Mamá! Ella te escuchará!" [Mom! She'll hear you!] Pablo whined while everyone laughed at his shyness.

"Él es tímido, pero está claro que ella lo hace feliz." [He's just shy but it's clear that she makes him happy.] Javi added and everyone nodded and by that time you were back with the cake singing him a birthday song.

Everyone joined in and when it was done Pablo grabbed your hand closing his eyes to make a wish before blowing his candles and everyone cheered while you moved down to kiss his head.

He stood up as everyone congratulated him once more until he finally came to you holding your waist and pulling you close.

"I had nothing to wish for..I have everything I need right here" he whispered before you both kissed and everyone applauded making you both blush and smile.

"I love you so much..happy birthday cariño!" you say while hugging him happy to have become apart of his family.

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Can I request something with Gavi being barely even home resulting to reader feeling lonely and empty? A fluffy ending please! Gracias a todos!

You're Losing Me (Gavi)

Summary: You and Gavi's relationship is slowly falling apart - and neither of you know how to save it.

Warnings: Angst. Toxic behavior. 

A/N: This request literally revived me so thank you. I’m so excited to write angst hopefully you like it! Also thank you guys for 1k notes on Surprise, here’s my gift to you. Please send requests!

Word count: 6.8k+

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It was the fourth Tuesday in a row that you ate alone in your apartment. The fourth time Gavi had skipped out on your plans last minute, sending a quick half-hearted text about one event or the other.

The first time it was because Coach had asked Gavi to stay after practice, keen on teaching him the perfect one-touch shot. Then it was a missed dinner because Jordi Alba had invited him out with some other players, and he just couldn’t say no, because he was finally starting to feel like a part of the family - like the older players had finally started to respect him.

Of course you hadn’t minded the first few times, he had been apologetic enough, promising you that he would be there next time, but each next time took on the next week, and soon the prospect of next time didn’t hold as much meaning anymore. You were accustomed to reading those words by now, and you rarely took time to read over the dwindling text messages anymore, eyes only scanning for those two words, the ones that had become a staple in your relationship.

Next time.

Next time you would cook dinner for him and he would be there to eat it. Next time he would tell you he loved you in person, rather than getting an impassive ‘sorry cariño’. The thought of next time, which once seemed like a lifeline to you, had become a dull reminder of the boy who was just on the other side of the city, only a measly train ride separating you both. Yet the distance seemed much greater.

But now the football season was drawing to a close, and instead of being excited at the notion of having more time to spend together, you felt uneasy and on edge, almost as if you were waiting for the other shoe to drop, something to come up, making the distance between the two of you that much more tangible.  

You felt your phone buzz next to you and your eyes unintentionally went to the clock.

9:45 pm.

The texts were getting later and later each time.

You already knew what awaited you, but you couldn’t help but scan the message regardless.

“Can’t come tonight, only have a few days till the season ends and the guys wanna make the most of it. Be there next time. Noche.”

There it was again, that unexplainable feeling in your chest, like your heart was always one step ahead of your brain, preparing for the loss of something that hadn’t yet left. Your mind was an incomprehensible mess, a jumble of contrasting thoughts and memories, forcing you to overthink situations and undervalue your emotions.  

You lifted your head watching your roommate land with a thump on the couch beside you, “He canceled again, didn’t he?”

You opened your mouth, an excuse on the tip of your tongue.

She held up her hand, “Don’t try to defend him. He knows it isn’t fair.”

You avoided her gaze, “You don’t get it. He’s really in demand and-”

“It doesn’t matter that he’s famous or a professional athlete, that doesn’t discredit his actions, or put the blame on anyone but him.”

She continued, “Look Gavi’s a good guy, I like him,” you stared at her, “I do! But he’s stupid if he doesn’t realize that he’s losing you. I know you, and while you might make excuses for him now, I know that sooner or later you’re going to notice that he hasn’t been treating you like you deserve, and you’ll be smart enough to leave.”

You felt the impact of her words full force, like a sledgehammer beating into your body. All the signs were there, right in front of your face, and you had been turning a blind eye, not wanting to admit what your heart already knew.

You knew it. The distance you had felt hadn’t been in vain – every day you could feel the connection between the two of you chip away, so small, you wouldn’t think to notice it till you stood back and looked at the bigger picture.

As a result of both your busy schedules, you both had come up with the idea of having Tuesday night, the most boring day of the week as agreed on, reserved for just the two of you. On Tuesday you didn’t have classes that ran well past dinner time or have to pick up late-night shifts at the restaurant, and he didn’t have evening practice. It was perfect. Tuesday was yours.

Except it had been four weeks since you’d had a proper conversation with Gavi, and you couldn’t help but see the difference in your relationship when you first got together, both eager and determined to spend as much time together as possible, to now, where even if you attended his games, you two still managed to get away without speaking.

You shook your head, “I-I need to take a walk.”

She reached over placing a hand on your shoulder, “Y/n. I’m sorry-”

You shook it off, standing up, “No it’s ok, it’s not your fault. I just need to clear my head.”

You felt the cool night breeze hit you as you walked the streets of Barcelona. It was unusually quiet in this part of town, the lights from the main strip didn’t reach this far out, and for a moment the quiet reminded you of your hometown.

If you closed your eyes, it was almost like you were fifteen again, back in your childhood bedroom, before the ideas of pretty boys with big brown eyes and the weight of managing both university and a job plagued all your thoughts.

You reached a lookout point, the top of the hill dropping to show you the expansive city below. You stared out, the buildings looked so small up here, barely more than a glowing dot in the dark, the cars a blur of soft yellow. You wondered which tiny dot Gavi was in. You wondered if he had checked his phone, seeing that you hadn’t texted him back like you usually did. You wondered if he even cared.

You shook your head trying to get rid of the unwanted thoughts.

Your relationship with Gavi was good. He made you laugh like nobody else, whispering secrets in each other’s ears like schoolchildren, making forts out of old sheets in his childhood bedroom when you met his family for the first time. You remembered his sweet smile, the way his eyes would crinkle unintentionally when he couldn’t hold back his excitement or happiness. You remembered confiding in him about school, how you were so stressed because you couldn’t manage eighteen credits while simultaneously holding a job that required you to be on your feet for hours at a time. You could still feel the soft caress of his hand, as he squeezed yours, providing you comfort, cracking a badly executed joke here and there just to get you to smile while listing a hundred reasons why if anyone could do it, it would be you.

So, if he made you feel all those things, why did his absence make you feel so tiny, so insignificant?

Your finger hovered over the call button, and you hit it hesitantly.

You just wanted to hear his voice.

That would be enough.

It rang seven times before the line went dead.

It took you a moment to realize you hadn’t put your phone up to your ear, waiting with bated breath for the timer on the screen to start, indicating he had picked up, but it never did.

You stuffed your phone back into your pocket, the same unsteady feeling in your heart strumming.

Once.

Twice. 

Then it was gone.

You came home to a quiet apartment and your roommate already asleep.

You shuffled into your room silently, you would give it one more week you decided. Next time would be the last.

The next week came, and while it was the first week Gavi had off from training, he had already planned to go to Ibiza to attend a music festival with his hometown friends. He had invited you, but it was more of an afterthought, and you couldn’t find it in yourself to go because of rushed ‘you can come if you want’ and a barely there apology so you left it.

You got an ‘I’ll miss you’ text from him and for a moment it made you smile, filling you with warmth. However, an ‘I miss you’ only did so much, and other than his sweet messages, there was really no intent behind his words.

Now it had been two days since Gavi had gotten back from his Ibiza trip, and you couldn’t hide the surprise on your face when you glanced over and saw a Facetime call from Gavi.

When was the last time the two of you had Facetimed? Maybe two months ago? It was much easier to send a text, the times both of you were free were few and far between.

You answered the call, pushing your textbook to the side. The dark grey interior of Gavi’s car greeted you.

“Hello?” You asked.

“Hey, Y/n long time no talk.” Gavi joked, but you felt your stomach flip at the truth behind his words.

“I can’t see you.” You said.

“Oh shit, did I accidentally Facetime? My bad I told Siri to call and she must have Facetimed instead. Let me call you.”

You went to speak but heard the three beeps indicating the call had been cut.

You heard the phone ring again and bit back a sigh. You just wanted to see his face.

You answered on the second ring.

“Hey sorry about that. I wanted to call and tell you that I’m back from Ibiza.”

“Yeah, I know.” You admitted, “I remembered.”

There was a beat of silence.

“Well, anyways I wanted to ask you to come with me to the Spanish football gala tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?”

You heard some shuffling and suddenly Gavi’s voice was much clearer and closer to the phone. You assumed he took it off speaker.

“Can you not come?”

You hesitated, “Uhm I’m not sure. It’s so last minute and I’m already scheduled at the restaurant tomorrow.”

“Can’t you just take off?” He persisted.

You felt your brow furrow, “I’m already on the schedule, I can’t just decide to take off the day before, I need to find someone to replace me.”

“Ok, tell whoever that I’ll sign a jersey for them if they do.”

You suddenly felt angry. Why did he think that you could only get a day off work if he helped you out? Were you not capable of handling your own situations? You hated feeling like this, like you weren’t even your own person, just a shadow of who you were with.

“No that’s fine. I’ll just take off like you said, simple.” You couldn’t help but let the bitterness seep into your voice.

He went to say something, probably sensing the shift in your mood, but you cut him off, “I have to go. Bye Gavi.”

You hung up before he could respond.

Finding someone to replace your shift was easier said than done, but after some back and forth, and a promise to Marcus to cover his next two shifts, you were free.

Free to prance around in a hall filled with people you barely knew, with a boy who you thought about more in your memories than you saw in real life.

The night of the gala arrived, and you were decked out, wearing the earrings Gavi had gifted you for your one-year anniversary paired with a necklace you had received after graduating high school.

Gavi had originally said he would pick you up but had sent a quick text earlier in the morning explaining that the team was getting ready together at a hotel, and to just meet him at the venue.

Your roommate had agreed to drive you and you gave her a grateful smile as you got in the car.

“Ana thank you for taking me.”

She brushed the comment off playfully, “No problem. Gotta step up when Gavi steps down.”

You let out a short laugh, “My hero.”

You got to the venue a couple of minutes before you had planned to meet Gavi and nervously walked around, staying out of the path of cameras.

You found someone to take you to a tent where some Barca staff were waiting for the players to start the program.

You walked in, a surprised look taking over your face once you noticed Pedri and a few other players in the corner.

You weren’t aware that some of the players from the hotel had arrived yet.

Pedri noticed your entrance and came over to say hello.

You gave him a quick hug, making casual small talk.

Just ask him, a voice in the back of your head urged.

Finally, you bit the bullet, attempting to sound as casual as possible, “How did you guys get here so early? I thought everyone was leaving the hotel at 6.”

“Ehh, it wasn’t that important, so I skipped it. Half the guys didn’t go anyway, and the other half just went to play FIFA. Besides I beat them every time, so it gets a little boring after a while.”

You tried to laugh at his joke, but could only manage a watery smile, mind running a mile a minute.

So Gavi hadn’t actually needed to go but chose to.

Leaving you alone.

Again.

It wasn’t a big deal by itself. But it was the fact that this was just another item you could add to your ever-growing list of things Gavi cared about more than you. You wondered briefly if you had been wrong, and if he had missed some other event to be there with you, only to remind yourself that you hadn’t seen him in a month, so no, he hadn’t.

You were still grappling with your emotions when Gavi arrived, unsure whether to confront him or just let this be another thing you swept under the rug.

Your reunion, if you could even call it that, was lackluster at best. He had walked in with some of his teammates, immediately going to greet the rest of his team, completely ignoring you standing on the right side of the room with Pedri.

It was only once he asked where Pedri was that someone pointed the two of you out.

You felt your body deflate; he hadn’t even asked for you.

Were you overthinking things again? Maybe he had just forgotten in the excitement of seeing his whole team for the first time after the season ended?

Gavi made his way over to the two of you, reaching out to Pedri first. You watched as they exchanged a hug before Gavi’s eyes floated over to yours.

“Hey.” His voice was casual, like he was greeting a mailman, or thanking the cashier.

“Hi.”

You closed the space, attempting to hug him, but he grabbed your shoulders stopping you, looking down.

You followed his gaze.

“I don’t want to wrinkle the dress.”

You felt your heart thud against your chest, and while you knew he only had good intentions, the rejection still stung.

You stepped out of his embrace, watching his hands drop to his sides, “Okay.”

The carpet went by in a blur, you posed with Gavi for a few photos before moving to the side and letting him enjoy the spotlight, he had worked hard for it. You took a couple of photos with some of the other teammate's girlfriends and wives before you headed inside.

Once inside, there was still some time left before the actual dinner portion of the gala started. The gala was held for all Spanish football clubs as a celebration of their hard work during the season. It was also a great event to network, giving players the ability to talk with different coaches and directors they otherwise might not have gotten the chance to, allowing for discussions of thinly veiled preseason transfers to commence without the fear of unwanted ears listening in.

You found Gavi in the crowd quickly, linking your arm with his. He looked over at you, a smile taking over his features once he noticed you.

“Glad you found me.”

You noticed with great relief that his eyes still crinkled in the corners when he looked at you,

“I always do.”

The next however many minutes spent till dinner service started comprised of Gavi talking with various different players and directors as you stood like a shiny accessory off his arm, too insignificant to be acknowledged in conversation.

The call for dinner provided you solace from the repetitive conversations and mundane questions. You took a seat next to Gavi and were confused to find both Joao Felix and Antoine Griezmann seated at your table.

You leaned into Gavi, “I thought the clubs sat together?”

“Me too. I think they’re doing alphabetical tonight though.” He whispered.

“Which one’s your least favorite?” You looked up shocked at Gavi’s question, watching a boyish grin take over his features as he tried to hide his laugh, interlacing your fingers on your lap.

You shoved into him lightly, “They’re sitting right there!”

He leaned in closer, nose softly grazing your ear as he spoke, “Yeah but between me and you, I think Joao could have had a better season in Chelsea.”

You shook your head in disbelief, fighting back the smile that was threatening to spill out. Your eyes caught his and for a second it seemed like you had been transported back in time, back to when these types of moments were the standard not the exception, back when it felt like you were on each other sides, back when laughter was the antidote instead of tense silences filled with awkward hello’s.

His eyebrow lifted ask if to ask if you agreed with him, and a small murmur of agreement from you was all he needed before he opened his mouth, ready to hammer his point home, but his attention switched last second.

It was like you could visibly see the shift in his demeanor. First, it was his eyes glancing past yours, seeing the midfielder approaching. Then it was the subtle grip on your hand loosening, his fingers slipping through the gaps. Next, it was the complete shift in body, his posture straightening as he leaned his body away from yours, position shifting to face Pedri who had sat in the spot next to him.

To his credit, Pedri acknowledged the both of you but it was clear Gavi paid no mind to you, not evening sparing you a glance as he became immersed in a conversation with Pedri.

You tried to pretend it didn’t affect you and while you could lie to everyone else, you couldn’t lie to yourself. You had built up this evening up so much in your head, telling yourself that tonight would be the shifting point in your relationship and that everything would go back to the way it once was, but it was shaping up to be another Tuesday you had become all too familiar with.

Why did it feel like you were always competing for his attention?

Your mind was reeling, all the small actions Gavi did that you kept pushing aside, were floating back to the surface, each little remark or dismissal a little tug on your heartstrings till you were sure that if you stayed at the table a for a moment longer you wouldn’t be able to stop the onslaught of tears quickly approaching.

You stood from the table abruptly, catching a few people’s attention, but you gave them a polite smile, or at least you hoped it had been polite, you couldn’t focus on anything but the stinging in your eyes and the sinking feeling in your stomach.

You swiftly walked towards the restroom, glancing over your shoulder to see if anyone had noticed but your eyes fell on Gavi’s form. He hadn’t even bothered turning around.

Of course, he hadn’t. 

Somehow that hurt more than anything else.

You were immensely grateful for the single-use restroom as you locked yourself in, shaky hands coming to steady yourself on the sink.

Don’t cry. Don’t cry.

You were internally screaming at yourself, begging yourself to keep yourself together but the feeling was too overwhelming and before you could stop you felt the first tears slip down. Your shoulders shook as you forced yourself to be silent, embarrassed about someone walking by and overhearing you pitying yourself.

One hand covered your mouth as you muffled your sobs, while the other dug into the stupid marble sink until the skin was pink and indented. The pain acted as a distraction from the unbearable pressure in your chest, and you instinctively pushed your hand harder into the sink.

Your fingers felt numb as you slowly removed them, closing your eyes to steady yourself. It was obvious that you weren’t in the best mental state, but you couldn’t exactly sit in the bathroom for the next hour to sort it out. You had to clean yourself up and go back to pretending.

Yes, pretending, you realized, was exactly what you had been doing. This whole night you had been pretending, pretending everything was okay, pretending that your relationship was fine when in truth you couldn’t even remember what Gavi’s laugh sounded like.

When had it become all pretend?

Was there anything left here? Were your best years behind you both?

These unanswered questions haunted you as you calmed yourself down, wrapping around you like a blanket, one that provided you no comfort but rather a feeling of suffocation.

Finally, your eyes had dried, and the redness had faded significantly. You had gotten your breathing under control, and you felt a little lighter having stopped denying what had been plaguing your mind for weeks now.

You took one final glance in the mirror, smoothing out your dress as you exited the restroom.

You walked slowly back to the table. You had decided that if you could just get through tonight, go home, and cry and think some more, then by tomorrow morning you would be able to talk to Gavi and decide what to do.

But that plan had flown out the window when you arrived back at the table to a confused Gavi.

It seemed he had finally noticed your absence.

“Where did you go? They served dinner 15 minutes ago.”

“I had to use the restroom.”

“For 15 minutes?”

“There was a queue.” You lied.

He seemed to accept your answer and you chose to focus on your food rather than him.

You were halfway through your meal when you noticed Gavi giving you a double take from the corner of your eye.

“Your eyes are red.” He spoke in a hushed voice.

“I don’t know why.”

“Are you sure?” His attention was beginning to slip again, eyes darting back between you and Pedri.

“Yes, I’m fine.” You heard your voice waver on the last syllable, a tick you had when you were lying, and Gavi immediately picked up on it, facing you fully.

“What’s wrong?”

You shook your head not wanting to get into everything here.

“I’m ok.”

“You’re not.”

“Gavi.” You warned.

“What happened? Did someone say something?”

“No. Just drop it please.” Your voice had gone soft, tired of defending yourself.

“Y/n just tell me, I’ll help.” He urged.

You stayed quiet.

“What’s wrong?” He asked again, adamant to get an answer.

You felt yourself grow annoyed, why couldn’t he just let it go? Why was he suddenly interested in how you felt? You were just trying to protect what little left the two of you had and he seemed intent on destroying it.

“It’s you.”

He looked taken aback, eyes pooling with hurt and confusion, his body slightly deflating, “W-what?”

The moment was interrupted when the announcer took over the stage, beginning the presentation for the night, highlighting a few key players and matches.

You looked away first, turning to face the stage, clapping along, acting as though you couldn’t feel Gavi’s gaze burning into your back as he desperately tried to get your attention.

Once the presentation was over you were quick to excuse yourself, using the pretense of going to get a drink as a getaway.

You held your breath as you walked, praying Gavi wouldn’t follow you, and while he got up immediately once he noticed, he was quickly interrupted by another player coming to congratulate him, allowing you to slip away while he watched helplessly.

You let out a huff, leaning against the bar trying to slow your heartbeat.

“Long day?”

You looked over to see Joao standing next to you, watching as the bartender poured his drink.

“Something like that.”

He nodded, “Me too. Been a long couple of days actually.”

You smiled, “Actually, it’s been a long couple of weeks.”

He turned his head to look at you, “I take it back. It’s actually been a long couple of months.”

You raised your hand in mock surrender, “Ok I can’t beat that.”

He grinned, “Yeah not many people can.”

Your expression matched his own, and you gave your order to the bartender before turning to face him again, “So how’s the season been?”

“Shit. Honestly, I’m not even sure why I’m here I played for Chelsea this season not Athletico.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at his abruptness.

“Yeah, I saw your first game. A red card first match is pretty brutal.”

His grin only widened, “Oh keeping tabs are we?”

You gave him a playful glare, “Of course gotta know how Barca’s competition is doing.”

“Oh, so you’re a Barca girl?”

“Since the day I was born.” You revealed proudly.

And it was true, even before you had met Gavi, you had loved Barcelona. Growing up in a family of football lovers, your family had declared FC Barcelona as their home club, and you had witnessed so many legends play for Barcelona and so many underdogs find their true passion at the club.

“Can I tell you a secret?” he asked, and you gave him a nod of encouragement, pretending to zip your lips shut making him smile, “Ok well it’s always been my dream to play for Barcelona. Messi was always an idol to me.” He confessed.

Your mouth dropped open in shock before you abruptly shut it, your eyes almost widening comically as you spoke excitedly, “What oh my gosh. I’m in shock. Messi? But you play with Ronaldo!” You gasped.

He laughed at your facial expression, as he whispered, “I know! That’s why it’s a secret.”

You nodded along with his words, sending him a duh expression, “Of course, I won’t say anything I promise.”

“Promise what?”

Gavi had appeared by your side, a firm hand set on your waist, as he gently tugged you back into his body.

You peeked up at Gavi to see he was already looking down at you, jaw set. You gulped.

“Nothing much, just talking about the season.” You replied.

You saw Gavi’s eyes flicker between the two of you before he brought you closer, “Can we please talk?”

You bit your lip unsure but nodded.

He slipped his hand into yours as he led you to a quieter area. You waved goodbye to Joao as Gavi pulled you through the crowd, and he held his drink up in response.

He was a nice guy. You hoped next season would be better for him than the last.

He guided you to a standing table and propped your hands on the table as he played with the ring on your index finger.

“This a really pretty ring, is it new?” He asked eyes focused on your fingers.

“No, I got it last month.”

“I haven’t seen you wear it.”

“I’ve worn it every day since I got it.”

“Oh.”

You gently removed your hand from his, knowing that talking circles about something so small was going to get you nowhere.

“What do you want Gavi?” You asked quietly.

His voice came out gravelly, “I want to know how I let it get to the point where you feel more comfortable calling me Gavi rather than Pablo.”

His words when straight to your heart, and you could feel his pain almost as much as you could feel your own.

“I-I don’t know.”

You heard his breath falter, “I miss you calling me Pablo. Hell – I even miss you calling me Pablito. I’d take anything over whatever this is.” He gestured pointing between the two of you.

“Ok then let’s talk about it. Let’s talk about where it went wrong.”

His eyes lifted at your words, “Why are you speaking in the past tense?”

You remained silent.

“Amor please, why are you speaking in past tense?” You could hear the panic building in his voice.

“I think we don’t spend enough time together.”

“Ok we can fix that. No problem.” He agreed, desperate to save what was slowly unraveling.

“But do you want to? Fix it I mean?”

“Of course, I do. Please just tell me what to do and I’ll do it.” His voice was almost near begging, and you knew without a doubt that you were in a similar state.

You couldn’t believe that this was happening here, in front of all these people, but it wasn’t fair to either of you to hold it any longer. You had to have this conversation sooner or later and it seemed like tonight was the time for it.

“Sometimes I feel like you don’t have time for me.” You finally admitted what you had been feeling for the last month.

He shook his head rapidly, “I do! But I mean we both have such busy schedules, you have even less time than I do with school.” he argued, “You also have work so that cuts down on the time we have too, but I’m not complaining.”

You were trembling with anger as you spoke, but you kept your voice low, “Yes, because I have to work a job to be able to afford college. I hate the hours probably more than you do, but I do it because I have to. I don’t have an option. I want to go to school? I have to fund it. But you? You didn’t have to go out with the guys after practice or stay around Ansu’s to play FIFA, but you did. That was a choice you made.”

He opened his mouth to retaliate but you weren’t done, “And I’m not even mad about that. I’m mad that for the last month, you’ve put me below every other person in your life, treated me like I’m dispensable, someone who you only consider when you need something. I feel cheap. Like something you only want when it’s convenient to you.”

“That’s not true. You’re my girlfriend!” His voice shook as he spoke, and you realized he was probably just as scared as you were.

“Then why do I feel like I’m not?” Your voice came out soft, barely above a whisper, but it felt like delivering the final blow to an already sinking battleship.

You felt his eyes on you, eyes glazing over as hundreds of unushered words filled the space between you, but the moment was cut short, and you had to remind yourself that you were in public as Xavi approached the two of you.

You gave Xavi a quick hug before he congratulated Gavi on a great season.

Gavi only nodded, murmuring short responses, eyes glancing at you every few seconds like he was scared you would disappear from his life if he wasn’t watching.  

He left after a moment, and then the two of you were alone again.

“I’m sorry Y/n, I had no idea that’s why you were working. I would’ve given you the money if you just said something-“

“I don’t want your money Gavi! It’s yours, not mine.” You said exasperated.

“C’mon Y/n you know I have enough to provide for the both of us. You don’t have to work-“

“I don’t want that! In fact, right now I don’t even want to be in this relationship!”

The boy physically shrunk back at your words, your admission sending him into silence as he processed your words.

Finally, he spoke, head shaking in denial, not wanting to admit what was right in front of him, “I-I don’t understand.”

You wanted to yell at him to notice all the signs you’d been sending him, beg him to understand the things you couldn’t say but had always been lurking in the shadows, easy enough to make out if you just paid attention. You wanted to scream that it wasn’t fair, it wasn’t fair that Gavi got to pursue his passion while you were being told to give up yours. Your head was filled with millions of things you wanted to say to him, thousands of little moments you wanted to share with him, you wanted to confide in him about how scared you were, how you had never felt like this in your life, how the thought of him slowly falling out of love with you was ripping your insides apart, making you sick to your stomach. There were so many things but not one left your mouth.

“I know you don’t.” Your voice sounded tired, even to your own ears, and you wondered if this was it. If this is where the two of you parted ways.

“I-I’m just going to go home.”

“I’ll grab our coats.”

You placed your hand gently on his, giving him a sad smile, “It’s ok. I think I’ll go alone.”

Neither of you could deny what it meant.

He ducked his head so you couldn’t see his red eyes. There was a moment of silence, and you could tell he was fighting with himself, trying to figure out what to do to stop the inevitable, until he slowly nodded,

“Ok.”

He had just sealed your relationship closed, something you were grateful for because you knew you couldn’t have done it yourself.

He didn’t lift his head as you walked away, and you didn’t blame him.

You grabbed your coat quickly, bidding goodbye to a few people as you made your way out of the hall.

As you walked down the hallway towards the main doors you realized you didn’t have a ride back. Your roommate had dropped you off and you assumed Gavi would drop you back. Well, that wasn’t happening now. Train it was. One glance out the window told you it was raining, downpouring to be exact.

How fitting. At least the weather matched your mood.

You stepped outside, immediately becoming drenched, but somehow you found comfort in it, at least this way no one could see you cry.

You were about halfway down the steps when you heard the door slam open, yelling coming from behind you.

You spun around, surprised to see Gavi stepping into the rain, “Please stay. Please.”

You stood frozen, unsure of what to say.

You were sure he wouldn’t follow you. But he had.

He kept taking steps closer to you, closing the distance, till you were only two steps apart, “Stay.”

His eyes searched your own, looking for something, maybe a sign that there was hope, something you weren’t sure you could provide.

“Just let me go. We can talk about this tomorrow.”

He shook his head, breath unsteady, “No I can’t. I can’t. I feel like if I let you go now, I’ll never see you again.”

You bit your cheek looking away, he was right. After tonight you had no intention of talking to him again.

His shoulders drooped at your silence, and he sat down on the steps of the building, harsh rain pounding down on him, matting his hair and drenching his extremely expensive suit, but he didn’t seem to care, “I hate fighting with you.”

You glanced down at his figure, watching him sit in the rain with his head in his hands, utterly defenseless.

“But I hate even more that it’s my fault, and that I couldn’t see what I was doing until I felt what you did, just for a second, and it hurt like hell.”

“I should have been there for you. I should have made time for you. I knew what I was doing wasn’t right but then I kept thinking it’s fine I’ll make it up to her next time, but next time never happened because I never showed up. I guess I was just so focused on making sure my teammates all liked me, and they had just stopped treating me like a kid, finally inviting me places - and I’m not using that as an excuse because I know it’s a shit one, it’s on me. Nobody forced me to do anything, I just wanted to feel included, and I put everyone else’s feelings above yours when yours was the one that was the most important to me.”

He finally lifted his head, and he was close enough that you could see the tears streaming down his face as he looked intently at you, almost like he was trying to memorize you, “If you want to walk away you can, you should - I’ll understand. I just wanted to apologize, really apologize, and own up to everything I did. I love you, and I promise you I won’t take anyone for granted the way I did with you.”

Your expression mirrored his own, and the tears were falling freely at his confession now that it was just the two of you. All the things you had wanted him to realize he had. All the things you wished he had said, he finally did.

But was it too late?

“Thank you, Pablo.”

He let out a short laugh through his tears, “No, thank you.”

You gave him a soft smile before you put distance between the two of you, letting the rain mask the sound of you leaving.

The lights from the venue grew dimmer as you continued walking, and you spared one last glance over your shoulder before it disappeared from view, seeing Gavi’s tiny figure rooted in place, watching you leave.

Your steps faltered.

How could you leave this relationship, this boy, when every single warning sign was going off in your brain, telling you to turn around and fight, to not give up? He had understood, he had understood exactly what you had felt, and had owned up to his mistakes, what else could he have done? He couldn’t go back and make it better, but he could change the way he treated you, but how would you acknowledge the change if you didn’t stick around?

It didn’t feel right walking away.

You thought you would feel content, feel like the pressure was lifting from your shoulders, but the dropping feeling in your stomach was multiplying, and your heart was constricting painfully at the thought of never seeing him, never laughing with him, never kissing him again, at the idea of falling in love with someone that wasn’t him.

You never ran faster in your life.

Let him be there. Please let him be there.

You didn’t know how you could explain yourself if you had to walk back into the event sopping wet, eyes puffy, and nose runny.

You couldn’t stop the wide smile that stretched across your face as he realized he was right where you left him.

You sat next to him and he didn’t notice until you spoke.

“Pablo.”

His head shot upon hearing your voice, and his face lifted for a second before falling again, “Di-Did you forget something?”

You nodded.

“Ok I can get it for you, what is it?” He cleared his throat, trying to make his voice clear.

You shifted closer to him, bodies pressed against each other, “I forgot that I love you. I love you and I want to work this out. I’m happy that you took responsibility and I believe you. I believe that you won’t do it again. But I should apologize too – I also wasn’t fair to you, and I did things that I shouldn’t have just to get back at you for making me feel so small.”

“I’m sorr-”

You cut him off, “Let’s stop apologizing.”

He nodded, eyes looking at you with nothing but love and admiration,

“Ok but we’ll have to work on our communication.” He said, and you hummed in agreement.

You touched your forehead with his, staring at each other with baited breaths until he finally closed the distance and kissed you. After a month of not seeing each other, you were finally kissing, pouring all your emotions, all your love, all your pain into the kiss, making a promise to be there for each other, and it felt like coming home.

alternate ending

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[purinfelix]

Hello! I love your writing 💕 can i request something fluff with gavi?

post-match routine ˙✧˖°

pairing: gavi x reader (established relationship) summary: your plans for post-match cuddles with your boyfriend are interrupted when he debuts a new haircut at a game warnings: none - just fluff !! w/c: 988

a/n: thank you sm for the rq and kind words anon!! <33 i had an idea to write smth like this a while ago (when gavi first cut his hair lol) but i'm missing him a lot now so :"") here it is - consider it a love letter to his long and fluffy hair

The jingle of keys echoing through your empty apartment alerted you of your boyfriend’s arrival home after a match. You craned your neck from your spot on the couch, where you had made yourself comfortable to doom scroll on your phone. Due to an overload of work you had had to miss this game, but had just been catching up on its events after finally muscling your way through your workload. The boys had won, of course, but there was something else that had caught your eye when looking through match highlights  - your boyfriend’s hair. 

You almost didn’t believe it when you saw the clips of him walking out from the locker room, seeing how short he had cut his hair almost sent you spiralling. Obviously, you would still love him nonetheless, but his fluffy hair had always been one of your favourite things about him. And now, it was just so short. And you may or may not have taken to your various social media platforms to express your disdain for it, which you may or may not have overexaggerated for the sake of humouring his fans. 

As you heard the door swing open though, you tossed your phone aside to focus your attention solely on the heaving mass that was your boyfriend as he staggered in. He really looked like hell, and you weren’t just talking about his new haircut, you would choose to bite your tongue on that for now. After an intense match, without having been subbed off once, he stood there sweaty, visibly aching with a pained expression. 

“Hello baby,” you coo smoothly, watching as the bags he was only just holding onto fell to the ground around him. Usually after long matches, espeically one’s you couldn’t attend, Gavi would come home and collapse into your arms. It was his way of ‘recharging’ before getting cleaned up. 

But today was different. He simply stood there, swaying side to side - although you were sure this was more a result of the unstoppable force of fatigue than any actual deliberate choice of his. There was one feature though that told you all you needed to know - a familiar pout spread across his face as he looked down at his own feet. 

“You really hate my hair that much?” His tone was quiet, his voice nothing more than a small, meagre ask. He must’ve seen your tweets, and your story, and maybe the few messages you had sent to him in the blind flurry that had followed first seeing his hair. You almost felt bad, hearing how guilty he sounded and it took everything within you not to give into your cuteness aggression and smother him right there and then. 

“No,” you let out a soft laugh, “I was only kidding,” 

“But, your tweets … and your stories …” he began, sounding so upset you couldn’t help but interrupt him. 

“It’s not my favourite of your looks, but I still love you, hm?” 

“Oh, thank god …” Gavi let out weakly, followed by a sigh of relief as if he had been waiting an eternity just to hear those words. Finally he managed to stagger over to where you were, albeit unsteadily, before collapsing onto you. 

You let out a soft exclamation at the feeling of your boyfriend’s entire body weight pressing down on you, a feeling you had come to not only find familiar but also a great deal of comfort in. He was sticky with sweat and his body radiated a heat you could only barely stand. But despite this he was still your boyfriend, your Gavi, and so you did the only thing you knew to do - wrap your arms around him and pull him closer. 

He let out a croak of thanks at this, shifting into a more comfortable position with his head turned to the side as he offered you a weak smile. 

“You played well today,” you mumble endearingly. 

“You say that every game,” he was quick to respond, even through the fatigue his attitude was strong. 

“Not my fault you play well every game,” you shot back even quicker, fingers coming up to delicately brush away the stray strands of hair stuck to his forehead. You let your fingers dance across his face, his cheeks, his eyebrows, each touch softer than the last. He only let out a hum in response, closing his eyes at the feeling he’d come to love far more than he’d ever admit. 

You two sit in silence for a while, and you had thought your boyfriend had drifted off to sleep on your chest as it would’ve been far from the first time he had. Rather though, he had just been listening in silence to your heartbeat, ear pressed to your chest, rising with each breath. Suddenly, the silence was broken by his soft voice coming once more. 

“Do you really think Pedri’s hair is nicer than mine?” You weren’t even looking but you could tell these words were coming from pouted lips. He must’ve been making reference to one of the throwaway tweets you had made about his haircut, because you could barely remember now. 

“Maybe,” you start, but as you watch his eyebrows furrow you’re quick to change your answer, accompanied by a laugh, “No, of course not.” 

At this, Gavi smiled, letting out a soft laugh of his own - music to your ears. He used what was left of his diminishing energy to take your hand, which up until now had been softly stroking his nape, and press it languidly to his lips. It was about as much affection as he could show in his tired state and you knew that all too well as you gazed down at him fondly. 

“You’ll be the death of me someday,” was the last thing he confessed, barely above a whisper but loud enough that you caught it, before drifting off to sleep.

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[gadriezmannsgirl]

Hi!!! I absolutely LOVE your work and I was wondering if you could write a fic with pablo in which they are at some sort of gathering with friends and the reader is playing with the kids because she just loves kids and they love her, & pablo and everyone else watches them?

Who Knows? -P.G6

Summary: Your fiancée loves watching you, little did you know what was he along with your family, thinking of

"¡Venga, que tú eres la princesa más linda!" (C'mon, you're the prettiest princess!) You say smiling at your fiancée's, Pablo; 6 year old cousin, Micaela

"But you're the queen of the kingdom!" You smile while you hear Jesús, Pablo's cousin, yell in excitement "And I'll marry you so I will be the king!"

"Not too sure about that, amigo" Pablo's voice came in as he finished his plate "She's my soon-to-be wife" You, yours and Pablo's family started to laugh at Gavi's bickering with his youngest relative

"Y/N, can you do my make up? Princess wear it to look prettier"

"You don't have the age to use make up yet baby, but you don't need it either way, you're the prettiest princess just the way you are, Nads" You said to your cousin, Nadia fixing her fairy wings before kissing her cheek

"Stop looking at her like you wanna get her pregnant right away" His sister said

"I kinda want to"

"Gosh, you're gross"

"Says the one who's five months pregnant!" He barks at Aurora softly and thankfully she laughed it off as his gaze went back to yours "She's so good with kids" He whispered softly

"She is" Your mom chimmed in taking away the dishes "She has always loved kids and kids love her" She whispers before kissing Pablo's hair and patting his shoulder

"You think I could be a good dad?" He asks worried "She's just so good, like she's natural"

"Parenting it's a thing that takes time, in fact, you never stop learning, you make mistake but you also do right decisions. And I bet the two of you will be amazing with both good and bad moments" Your mom says before smiling and leaving both siblings alone

"No, it fell!" Your voice brings Pablo back to you as he sees you and the kids surprised because of the fall of the lego tower

"You're truly in love with her" His aunt, says with a smile "And don't worry, she's too into you as well" Pablo smiled softly blushing

"But take it easy" His dad said, every eye looking at you and the kids playing "Enjoy your alone time, get married and enjoy it as well and when your time is right, there will be a Páez Y/L/N on the way and you'll be the greatest parents for them, hijo"

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We can take this as a PRE GENDER REVEAL, before Y/N and Pablito got married and everything, I think it could fit in the GR Universe😭 let me know if you think the same so I can link it as well with GR. I also know this is incredibly short but I hope you guys like it😭, please let me know if you like it in the comments or reblogs (with likes too), feedback is really really appreciated!

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[gavisfanta]

ENJOY THE SILENCE - GAVI

summary: you and Gavi don't need words to communicate.

a/n: short one but Im working on the requests

warnings: none

"words are very unnecessary"

Gavi asked you out on the 24th of April 2023.

You said yes, nothing more.

Unlike others relationships, yours and Gavi's was... quiet.

"How was your day?" You sometimes asked after he came from practice, you always waited for him to come home before going to sleep.

"Good, yours?" He asked while taking off his shirt and his pants too.

"Good too." You answered and he flashed you a quick smile before going to brush his teeth.

After he was done in the bathroom he crawled onto the bed with you and fell asleep, with his head on his chest and your arms around him.

Sex wasn't diffrent either.

Nothing more escaped your lips than a few moans and swearing under your breath. For Gavi it was the same, after you two were done and all cleaned up, he mostly sealed the act with a short and quiet "I love you" to which you responded quickly.

"I love you too."

The friends of you two considered you crazy.

"Relationships are based off of communication?!" Pedri asked the two of you, but in reality, a relationship was built off of comfort.

Gavi and you didn't feel uncomfortable while being around eachother. It was exactly the other way around.

You two were both very shy, quiet and not talkative. That's why it was perfect that you two found eachother.

Even if people often told the press after being asked about your and Gavi's relationship that you two are crazy and never talk. That wasn't entirely true.

Gavi learned to read your body language and your looks, just two days after meeting you. Now he could easily tell if you wanted to leave the place, and that only by a single motion.

The same was for you with Gavi.

One move with his arm or his head and you immediately understood.

So one day you and Gavi were sitting on Pedri's couch, on the opposite side of each couch, still facing each other.

As soon as they started talking about their hookups, Gavi and you made eye contact. He raised his brows as soon as he saw your eyes. He saw that you were uncomfortable since some of the guys have been hooking up with your friends and you didn't wanna listen to them talking about it. He then tilted his head to the door and you nodded. Then you two stood up at the same time and Gavi put his hand on your lower back and then turned his head back.

"We'll be right back." Pedri nodded as soon as Gavi said that. As the two of you left the room and went outside, Ferran spoke up.

"That's actually creepy, did you hear them talk?" He asked and looked around the room.

"I told you its creepy what they do" Pedri laughed out and Ferran shook his head.

"Insane."

"taken only to heart"

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[pabloqavi]

mastermind

summary. you are a famous singer who knows what they want so when in an interview you are asked about your celebrity crush you are quick to announce to the world that there's only one man in your heart, he just doesn't know you exist ! genre. fluff ! pairing. gavi x singer!reader !

voguespain & yourusername

head over to our youtube channel to watch yourusername telling us her beauty secrets and answering some questions

yourusername thank you for having me 🤍

iheartyn SHE LOOKS SO PRETTY OH MY GOD

30gavi6 no way her crush is gavi

pedrigavi68 SHE SUPPORTS BARÇA !!??

pedri 👀 pablogavi

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

"hello lovelies, i'm yn and today i'm gonna be telling you my beauty secrets while answering some questions" you smile to the camera while getting all your makeup out.

"okay first question, what's my favourite city i've visited? oh that's easy i love new york but barcelona is where i grew up so can't compete with that" you say as you start applying your moisturiser.

"my first secret is i hydrate my face everyday in the morning and night, no matter if i wear makeup or not, you have to take care of your skin" you smile at the camera.

"next question" you start applying your concealer "what's the inspiration behind your last album? oh my god that's a good one. usually i write songs about things that happen to me but most of the time my songs are about fake scenarios i think about before falling asleep" you laugh

"okay guys this is my best kept makeup secret, before applying your setting powder slightly massage it on your hand so you don't apply it on excess" you tell the camera while doing it.

...

"okay now that my makeup is ready we are gonna answer just one more question" you smile "who's your celebrity crush? oh god this is so embarrassing, okay so i'm a big culer ever since i was little and there's this new player that i can't lie has been on my mind for quite a time now" you feel your cheeks heat up "he is of course pablo gavi" you say quickly before saying your goodbyes and finishing the video.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

pablo's pov

training was finally over and all of us were quickly heading to the showers so we could get home soon.

"ey gavi have you seen this" pedri passes me his phone as i get back to the locker room drying my hair with a towel.

"seen what?" you hear someone ask in the background.

"who's your celebrity crush? oh god this is so embarrassing, okay so i'm a big culer ever since i was little and there's this new player that i can't lie has been on my mind for quite a time now. he is of course pablo gavi" you see a brunette girl saying to a camera.

"has the baby got a girlfriend?" you distantly hear ferran yelling before feeling all of the guys joining him.

"dont be stupid, text her" pedri tells you before clapping your back and taking back his phone. soon enough you have your phone out and have already followed her back.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

pablogavi followed you back

[pablogavi]: hey!

[yourusername]: hi so you've seen the interview haven't you?

[pablogavi]: yeah 😊 my friend pedri showed me the clip😂

[pablogavi]: just wanted to say that you're like really pretty and maybe you wanted to go out or something

[pablogavi]: not as a date

[pablogavi]: well unless you wanted to go out as a date

[pablogavi]: is okay if you don't want to or can't btw

[yourusername]: of course i want to go out

[yourusername]: it's a date then😉

[pablogavi]: great 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

yourusername

barcelona has never been this pretty🤍

pablogavi 🥰🥰❤️❤️

pedri where's my thank you for being the matchmaker????

pablogavi shut up

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yourusername 🤐🤐🤐

iheartyn OH MT FOS YOU RWPLIED I LOVE YOU

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