#gavi oneshots

[lucy90712]

Wearing his clothes- headcannon

Gavi:

- You are always wearing his jerseys 

- It doesn't matter if you are going to the game in person or just watching from home he always wants you wearing his jersey with his name on the back 

- His absolute favourite thing is seeing you watching from the stands and knowing that you have his name written on the back of your shirt it gives him extra motivation to play well just for you and it's even better when you wear one that he's actually worn in a game not just a spare one he gave you 

- This all started when you flew out to watch the supercopa final and because it was a last minute trip you didn't pack much so Gavi gave you the jersey he wore in the semi finals to wear to the game and of course it was one of his best performances so now he wants you wearing his jersey every minute of every game to give him good luck 

- He likes to see you wearing his clothes in general because it shows others that you are taken and when he's with you everyone gets to see that you are his and no one else can have you 

- You wearing his clothes helps with his protective and jealous nature as he feels like he's marking his territory when you are wearing his clothes you can easily shut down any advances from anyone else without question 

"What are you wearing to the game?" He asked 

"One of your jerseys just not sure which one" you reply 

"Let me pick one" he says

"This one the first one I ever gave you we need the extra luck tonight and knowing you’re wearing that will definitely spur me on" he says 

"Well if you want extra luck how about I wear one of your hoodies over the top it's going to be cold out" you say 

"You sure know the way to my heart" he smiles 

Pedri:

- You started wearing his clothes mostly to sleep in 

- It began when he was away for a while for the World Cup and you were feeling lonely so you stole one of his shirts to wear to bed as it made you feel closer to him even though he was so far away 

- You did it for a few nights until Pedri noticed while you were on FaceTime one night, to start with you get a bit shy about it but when he says he thinks it's cute you find getting caught less embarrassing 

- From then on you wear one of his shirts to bed every night and when he's home he will often pick one for you to wear so when you come out the shower you are greeted with one of his shirts laying on the bed for you ready to wear 

- When he knows he's going to be away for a few days he will pick a few shirts out for you and spray them with his cologne so that when you come to pick one they all smell like him as he knows you secretly love them more when they smell like him

- For a while you never wore his clothes out because there is far too many things you'd never want to be seen wearing but after some refining of his wardrobe to make his style a bit better you feel ok wearing his clothes out 

"Why are you getting rid of that I like that hoodie" he moans 

"Because it's ugly I can't steal this off you and leave the house or even look in a mirror so it's got to go" you reply 

"So the criteria is if you can wear it out" he questions

"You've got it now help me out" you say 

"But these are my clothes why can't I keep the things I like" he continues to complain 

"Because you're sense of style is atrocious and that's ok because I'm here to fix it trust me your followers will be thanking me especially for getting rid of all your skinny jeans" you laugh 

"Fine but I'm only letting you do this because I love you too much to stop you" he says 

Jude: 

- Jude loves when you wear his clothes 

- He loves it so much that when he goes shopping sometimes he buys things that he knows you will like even if they aren't necessarily something he really likes because he knows you'll look cute 

- There's just something about seeing you happily wear his clothes out and around the house which melts his heart the way you always have a big smile on your face when he sees you too makes it even better 

- Knowing that even though you two aren't fully public with your relationship but that you still wear his hoodies out to meet friends makes him feel all warm inside 

- His jackets are something you steal quite often as you like the look of wearing a nice outfit with one of his jackets which is very oversized on you and Jude has to admit it does look good on you if he could post a picture of you every time you steal one of his jackets then he would

- Jude often thinks that his clothes look better on you than they do on him maybe it's the way you style them or it's just because he thinks you look so cute in his clothes but either way there are some clothes he has surrendered to your possession as you objectively look better in them 

"I'm ready to go" you say running down the stairs 

"Oh wow you look amazing" Jude says 

"Thank you sorry I stole your jacket it just looked good with this outfit" you explain

"Honestly you can keep it it looks so much better on you than it ever does on me" he laughs while being deadly serious 

"Jude you can't keep giving me your clothes I don't need all of these" you say 

"Well I can't wear them again knowing they look better on you so you keep them plus I like seeing you in my clothes" he says 

Joao:

- For a while you didn't wear any of Joao's clothes because you didn't want to just steal them without asking and you were too nervous to ask him in case he thought you were weird for asking 

- You only started wearing his clothes when you went out to the beach one day he forgot to bring a coverup so he gave you his shirt to wear from then on you were brave enough to ask and after a while you just started wearing his clothes when you felt like it 

- The things you steal from him the most are accessories like sunglasses and hats which started because sometimes you forget to bring those things but now you don't even pretend to forget you just steal them from him 

- You don't even own a hat that's why you always steal his and he doesn't mind because he has quite the collection so he always has another one he can wear, sometimes it bothers him a bit when you make them smaller to fit your head and don't change it back as then they don't fit him but you don't do that often 

- His favourite part of you wearing his hats is that you often let him choose which one goes with your outfit he enjoys that because he likes getting you to try a few and see which ones look best and when you agree with his choice he feels validated as he always likes your sense of style 

- One thing he always does is bring an extra hoodie whenever you go anywhere together so that he can give it to you when you inevitably get cold he learnt the hard way to bring a second one as one time he didn't and then he was the one who was freezing cold 

"Here love I don't want you to get cold" he says handing you one of his hoodies 

"You are always so prepared aren't you" you laugh 

"Well when my girlfriend cares more about her outfit than bringing a jacket I have to be" he jokes 

"I don't care more about my outfit you always tell me I'll be fine and that it won't be that cold and then it always is" you argue 

"Ok maybe I do that sometimes but it makes me look like a good boyfriend if I give you one of my hoodies plus you always look good in them" he admits 

"Well if I look cute I can live with you lying to me" you say 

Hector: 

- Whenever he can't find one of his shirts or hoodies he always knows exactly where they are and he's yet to be wrong as he'll always find them at your place 

- To begin with it annoys him that you take his clothes without asking as he wants to wear them but when he realises you do it because you miss him and that you always wash and return them he doesn't mind quite so much 

- Once he realised that you do it because you miss him he tries to make sure he spends more time with you and when he can't he will purposely leave you with one of his hoodies so that you can wear it when you are missing him which he has noticed makes you so much happier 

- Over time his wardrobe becomes yours but it doesn't bother him like it used to as you don't steal his clothes all the time and you always return them the only time you keep his clothes is when he gives them to you 

- He always thinks you look good in his clothes but he loves it the most when you wear one of his shirts or hoodies with shorts while you walk around his place and he likes it even more when you don't have any makeup on as he thinks you are just so naturally beautiful even when you aren't trying 

- There is no way on earth he would ever take any of his clothes back from you even if he wanted to wear them because he knows it would break your heart and he can't have you thinking he doesn't like you stealing his stuff because secretly he loves it 

"Babe have you seen my blue hoodie?" He asks before turning round to see you wearing it 

"I'm sorry I should've asked before putting it on I can take it off if you want it" you say kind of embarrassed 

"No it's ok you look so gorgeous in it it makes your eyes pop" he says 

"Are you sure?" You ask 

"Yeah I'd rather look at you in it than wear it myself anyways" he says 

"Plus what kind of boyfriend would I be if I take my hoodie from you especially when you look so cozy" he laughs 

Marc:

- He absolutely loves when you wear his clothes to the point that he just gives them to you 

- It first started when you were sick and your family were out of town so he took on the role of taking care of you, he noticed that even though you were under a blanket you were still getting cold so he got you in one of his hoodies and some of his sweatpants which helped keep you warm 

- Now he always drops off some of his clothes whenever you aren't feeling your best even if you aren't sick and he just thinks you need a pick me up he will bring you some of his clothes so you can be cozy as that's always makes you feel better 

- Of course his clothes are all way too big for you but that only makes him love having you wear them more and you love how oversized everything is on you as its perfect for lounging around or cold days 

- For some reason he just loves how small you look wearing his clothes it just reminds him that you are a delicate being and that he wants to protect you at all costs, he's protective a lot of the time but if anyone tries to do anything to you while you are all cozy in his clothes it's over for them as it brings out a whole new level of protectiveness from him 

- He also likes to match with you there are some items he has two of so he can match with you or other times he will wear something similar so you two can sort of match 

"Wait babe you should wear my hoodie instead it will look good and we can be matching" he says 

"What's with you and us matching" you say 

"I just like being able to go places matching with my beautiful girlfriend because then people know your mine and they don't try to steal you from me" he explains 

"Well in that case I'll happily wear your hoodie especially if it makes you happy" you say 

"It very much makes me happy" he smiles as you put the hoodie on 

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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 !

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head over to our youtube channel to watch yourusername telling us her beauty secrets and answering some questions

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pedri 👀 pablogavi

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"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.

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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.

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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

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pablogavi shut up

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[iaeriy]

hey girll, i loved your gavi fanfic and i love all your fanfics in general but the gavi one def has to b one of my faves. i was wondering if you could a jealous gavi x reader where it leads to smut, if you can’t it’s okay and i understand but if you do, take your time sweet heart and don’t rush :) much love!!

after hours (gavi x reader)

warnings- smut, spanish speaking, oral recieving, dom kink, degrading.. (not so sure what else but just read at ur risk!)

a/n- took me awhile but i hope it doesnt flop, thank uuuu sooo soo muchhh for the likes on my other fanfics as well! it means a lot to me <3. but now to the fanfic, hope you enjoy:”)

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“te vas a ir en tacones?” (you’re going in heels?) as your boyfriend spoke trying to tie the tie on him, you giggled watching him as he struggled back and forth. you stood up fixing your lace trim stockings that were attached to the garter. you smiled a bit as you felt gavis hands on your waist, thing was the heels barely made you taller and well.. he was taller than you no matter what.

your boyfriend had been nominated & won the golden boy award, wining the kopa trophy. since pedri would be busy as well getting ready, but either way you went to support your boyfriend and since you were proud of him after every match you’ve been through with him. tho he was older and you were a year younger it didn’t matter, with all the support from his fans and yours the two of you were a perfect couple.

“si, se miran bien con el vestido.” (yes, they look good with the dress.) you said smiling as you turned around kissing his cheek, “vén, te ayudó con esto..” (come, i’ll help you with that..) you said giggling as you pulled him by his tie to the closet, you were going through his drawer as you bent down to the lower level of the drawer looking for the bow, when you felt gavi spank your ass. “gavi!” you whined as you tried standing up but he held you down, “estoy enamorado de tu cuerpo..” (i’m in love with your body..) he said squeezing and toying with your ass, you bit down on your lip as you stood up smacking his hand off.

“cálmate, ven! te pones el moño y te quitas la corbata bebé.” you said giving him the bow as you kissed his cheek again before walking out to do your makeup, a few mascara and maybe eyeliner. he walked out holding your small chanel purse, you giggled as you pecked his cheek. “gracias amor.” before you grabbed your bag as you put your small makeup bag in the purse.

you two made your way outside of his house as he opened the passenger door for you, you smiled as you put your purse on your lap before he sat on the driver seat and drove to the ceremony. throughout the car drive he held your hand, you noticed his leg was bouncing up and down as you held your hand back you rubbed his hand. “estás nervioso?” (are you nervous?) you said as he nodded his head squeezing your hand a bit, “no crees que podría estropear mi discurso, ¿verdad? ¿o que me avergonzaré?” (you dont think i might mess up on my speech right? or i won’t embarrass myself?) he said as you hummed shaking your head, “no pienses en eso mí amor.. lo harás increíble y estáre sentada con tu familia, solo recuerda como lo practicaste frente a mi y con pedri.” (dont think that my love.. you’ll do amazing and i’ll be sititng with your family, just remember how you practiced it infront of me and pedri.) you said as he looked at you and smiled as you giggled watching him blush.

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after many pictures with gavi and interviewers asking questions, you were now sitting down next to aurora and gavis parents, gavi had to sit in the other side in the front all by himself before the ceremony started. “ay te miras muy guapa hoy!” (oh you look very pretty today!) aurora said hugging you as you smiled hugging back. you loved gavis family, they always welcomed you with open arms and would invite you to a few events sometimes, his sister always gave you advice on everything and his parents as well. “gracias aurora! me encanta tú vestido!” (thank u aurora! i love your dress so much!) you said as the two of you talked about what has been happening recently since the two of you came to paris to attend the ceremony.

once you saw your boyfriend walk to the stage for him to say his speech and recieve the kopa trophy, you and his family watched as he said his speech. as he thanked his family, his teammates and lastly.. you. you were so proud of him for what he’s achieved, for everything hes done & so much more. that was until he got asked a question in english. “you guys remind me of xavi and iniesta, so which one is who?” the interviewer asked, the poor boy looked around so confused as aurora and you including the audience bursted out laughing, thing was. gavi was always shy to speak english in public, he’d feel judged but with you, he loved speaking it with you. you watched him speak again as the audience had quiet downed, once he had finished with his speeches and questions he went behind stage with pedri as the ceremony finished.

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once everything finished you followed gavis family as you reunited with your boyfriend again, he had his hand wrapped around your waist, stares and compliments always.. always! made him jealous and he wanted you all to himself, especially with what you’re wearing tonight.. some point when it got to the invitation to go to the dinner, you were talking to an interviewer as they asked questions about your job. you were an actress but this was gavis night, gavi watching from the corner as he was talking with pedri. he got furious but he understood at the same time.

once the interviewer finished asking you question you walked back to gavi and held his hand, “por qué tan ceñudo? vámonos con tu familia!” you said giggling as you tried walking but he yanked you to his chest, “don’t pretend like i didn’t hear you and saw you being nice to that guy. next time you do this and we’re leaving this place.” he whispered in your ear, you blushed at his words nodding your head as he spanked your ass. you smacked his hand and held his hand again walking back to his family,

it was time for the dinner and well you met your childhood friend, jude. “y/n!! i haven’t seen you in forever!” he said as he hugged you, you hugged back as his arm wrapped around your waist and oh well, you fucked up hoping gavi wasn’t watching.. but you thought a little too late. “how have you been?” he said as he looked at you then looked at gavi, “it’s been well actually! i miss visiting paris but eventually i have to go back to barça!” you said smiling as you saw through the corner of your eye a pissed off gavi, you swallowed nervously hoping nothing bad would happen, but oh well. “we really need to hang out again soon.” he said putting his hand on your shoulder, you nodded your head smiling as gavi heard jude and well.. he wasn’t toooo happy.

once your boyfriend heard those words from your best friends mouth, gavi walked towards you as you were talking to jude, he gripped onto your waist as you jumped a bit, “let’s go i fucking told you.” he whispered in your ear as you rolled your eyes smacking his hand off, but this time. he gripped your ass, you bit down on your lip as you huffed out, “well, i have to go now.. i’ll see you soon jude!” you said smiling as he smiled back waving at you. “was that necessary?” you said as he spanked your ass, “yes it was. now let’s fucking go, you obviously don’t understand.” he said pulling you by your arm as the two of you walked to his family. “i don’t get why we have to leave no-” you got cut off as he squeezed your ass again, “cállate. ya no hables.” (shut up. don’t talk anymore.) he said as the two of you approached his family, you had to say your goodbyes since you didn’t know when you will be seeing them next time. you wanted to stay longer but whatever had the boy pissed, it wasn’t going to be gone so obviously there had to be a solution.

“bueno! gracias por venir con nosotros y acompañar a pablo, significa mucho!” gavis mom said as you smiled hugging her one last time as they left, now it was just you and gavi. “flirting with other guys, even letting them touch you. somebody’s going to have to need a reminder later on.” he mumbled as you zoned out before he spanked your butt harshly this time. you winced in pain as you rolled your eyes, “look i’m-” you got cut off as he covered your mouth, looking into your eyes. you always had a thing for it and anytime eye contact happened, you couldn’t last long enough but there was something different in his eyes this time. “you’re what? a sorry isn’t fixing this.” he said as he took his jacket off his tux placing it on you, you frowned as he held your hand.

“how’d you know i was cold..” you said as he chuckled squeezing your ass again, you slapped his hand as the two of you made your way out of the theater getting in the car. you were looking out the window trying not to talk to him since it was going to be all kinds of stuff but on the other hand, gavi had plans. his hand was pulling your dress up to your inner thighs as your stockings including your garter were now exposed. “oh wow, who are you wearing this for?” he said looking at you as you rolled your eyes, “not for you..” you mumbled instantly regretting your words as a harsh slap went to your inner thighs. you whimpered at the sting looking down on your thigh as he started to squeeze your inner thigh, “little slut aren’t you?” he said pulling down your as you shook your head before he slapped your inner thigh again. “use your mouth.” he said as you hummed in response, “no thanks. i’d rather watch my boyfriend get impatient.” suddenly his knuckles turned white as he gripped onto the steering wheel. ‘that pissed him off’ you thought.

he pulled into an empty garage parking as he took his seatbelt off and grabbed your jaw, you looked at him as a tint of pink flashed through your cheeks. “who do you think you are to give me your attitude, i simply told you loud and clear.” he said spanking your thigh again as you whimpered. you started to pool yourself as you thought of dirty things.. the stuff you’d let him do to you. he looked at you as he pulled your dress up to your panties, your garter and stockings exposing as you straddled him down. you sat on his crotch as you cupped his cheeks giggling, “someone is still jealous..” you said playing with his hair as he gropped your ass, spanking it. you moaned as he pulled down your dress your tits exposing as you hid your face against the crook of his neck. “yet you make comments and you’re shy.. don’t worry, something will get to you and you won’t forget about it.” he whispered in your ear as you looked at him.

you wanted him now, badly in this car you couldn’t care less who would drive by and see you but he wanted to keep you needy and pressured. you panties becoming more soaked as you imagined yourself what he’d do to you. he grabbed you by the back of your neck as he grabbed your jaw kissing you, you widened your eyes as you kissed back cupping his cheeks. you were wearing lipstick but at this point who cares if it got smothered, he pulled you up as you were now sitting up. your butt covering his crotch as you felt something poking, you began to teasingly push your hips against his crotch.

he groaned in between the kiss as he moved his way to your neck, kissing and licking on your neck. you gripped onto his white longsleeve shirt as you felt him sucking and biting against your skin, your hands making his sleeve get all wrinkled. you whined as you whimpered in between the love marks he left on you, you ran your hand through his hair as he started to kiss on your chest. you leaned your head back grinding yourself against his crotch as you moaned when his hand had groped yout tit.

he stopped as you froze looking at him, “w-why’d you sto-“ you got cut off yet again as he placed his finger in your lips, “shhh.. now sit back down. we’re just getting started.” he said as he chuckled at your expressions as he watched your eyes widen, he sat you back down on the passenger seat. your mind was fussy and you felt drunk from the small little session, you pouted as you fixed your dress putting your seatbelt back on. he looked at you as you looked back he grabbed your chin, “such a little brat.. letting other men touch you.” he said as he swiped off the lipstick from your lips with his thunbs, your face all red from blushing as he slapped your inner thigh one last time before he began to drive back home.

the car drive back to the rental home was quiet, a jealous gavi and then there was you who was impatient and needy from what had happened minutes ago. once you two got home you tried to walk with your heels but he had gotten inside before you did, you took your heels off and walked away quickly from him as he yanked you to him carrying you. “what the fuck! i can walk you idiot!” you shouted as your ass was in the air and you started kicking your legs around, he spanked your ass hard enough as you moaned out in pleasure before he closed the door throwing you on the bed, you groaned as your back hit the sheets. you watched him untie his shirt as he was shirtless infront of you, you swallowed nervously as he towered over you.

“you just don’t learn dont you.. flirting infront of me and letting men touch you.. what a slut.” he said as he slapped your clothed tit once again, he grabbed your chin kissing you deeply as you kissed back wrapping your arms around his neck. you pulled him closer as he had his hands resting next to your head, he continued kissing you as you lifted your hips up grinding against him, you were so desperate and in need of wanting him but this was a punishment. “look at you.. a little brat and you’re grinding all up against my cock.” he said chuckling before pulling the straps down of your dress as you blushed heavily.

he kissed you again as he pulled your dress down your tits being exposed, he dragged your black satin dress all the way down to your ankles before tossing it to the side. your garter including your black lace stockings. he pulled off the garter belt from you tossing it to the side as you wore a matching thong with it. you blushed heavily as he admired your body. he kissed you one more time as you cupped his cheeks, your legs pulling him in as they wrapped around his torso. he grinded against you as his crotch hit against your soaking-clothed cunt. and this was just the beginning too..

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“suck on it. you’re not done yet.” he said spanking your ass as his tongue continued to suck on your clit, you nodded your head quickly as you were a moaning mess underneath him. you spat down on his cock as you took him back in your mouth, bobbing your head up and down slowly as your tongue swirled around the base. he moaned lowly as he continued to devour you into his mouth, you kept moaning underneath him while sucking him off. you were already shaking from the orgasm you had after he had fingered you now your second one was approaching. you were so drunk in the pleasure you recieved, you began to grind your hips against his tongue as you started tearing up, he held onto your ass. “fuuuckkk.. keep doing that baby. you’re so pretty.” he said as he spanked your ass harshly, you moaned loudly into his cock as he groaned sending a vibration through him.

“a-am gonna..” you said gripping onto his thighs as your motion slowed down due to your moans and your moving, he slapped your ass again as he lifted his hips up thrusting into your mouth. you widened your eyes as gags and whimpers left your mouth, “nobody told you to stop, look at you crying over my cock now.” he said as he spanked your ass again, you whined as you kept grinding yourself before releasing yourself as you but that wasn’t the thing.. gavi wouldn’t stop unless he came as well. he grabbed your hips pushing your ass down as he sucked onto your clit again, you moaned loudly again as you were now shaking uncontrollably from your 2nd orgasm, you bobbled your head deeper swirling your tongue around as you used your free hand to stroke him slowly.

you kept moving your head up and down around him as he kept eating you out, he started twitching in your mouth as you began to bobble your head quicker. the quicker you went, the more saliva started to run down your mouth to your chin. you deepthroated him one more time as you rested your mouth, swirling your tongue around as he groaned loudly gripping and slapping onto your ass as he flickered his tongue in and out of your soaking hole. you move your head away as you sucked on the tip stroking him slowly as he groaned, “g-god you’re mouth is so..” he said as you felt his warmness fill up your mouth hitting the back of your throat as you arched your back slightly, before swallowing it as you felt your stomach starting to burn. you whined before lifting yourself up again as he pulled you off and looked at you. your eyes were all glossy, your lip stick all smothered even more, tear stains on your cheeks, hickeys marked from neck to chest.

you sat there shaking as he chuckled, “stimulated aren’t you?” he said as you rolled your eyes “f-fuck you.” you breathed out, as he glared at you. “no no baby.. am the one doing that aren’t i? now come and sit on my face again.” he said as you swallowed nervously, your clit was over sensitive but with the stomach burn and your thoughts, you climbed up to his face as you rested your legs next to his head. he held onto your hips as you mewled out feeling his tongue enter your hole again, you held onto a handful of his hair feeling his tongue explore your insides. he sucked onto your clit as his hands roamed through your body, groping onto your tits. you felt yourself on cloud 9, you were so tired but this was something you always had thought about. he spread your sides open a little more as he flickered his tongue on your clit as you spasmed moaning loudly.

you gripped onto his hair leaning your head back at the warmness filling your tongue. “k-keep doing th..at..” you breathed out as a knot started to built up in your stomach again. your vision going black as your eyes were starting to tear up, your thighs trembling worse than before as you moaned out his name constantly before grinding your hips against his face. you gripped tighter onto his hair as you grunted feeling him smack your tits as he groaned into your mouth from your grip. you moved your hips quickly again him as you moaned loudly feeling yourself get closer. you continued to move your hips against your tongue as you let yourself go, moaning breathlessly. you panted as you got off him before you fell on the bed still trembling before he towered over you.

“this is going to be a long night just for you.. to get your reminder that you belong only to me.” he whispered into your ear as you nodded your head quickly before he rammed himself inside of you without a warning, you moaned loudly digging your nails into his wrist as you teared up before he started to thrust himself into you. “god.. you’re so fucking.. tight around me.” he said groaning as he gripped onto your tit. yep.. this was for sure going to be a longgg night..

—

after 3 rounds of such positions from back-talking you were stimulated to the point you were damping the sheets he made you squirt many times, even filled you up with his cum. you found yourself laying in your own puddle again as the sound of skin to skin happened again, he was pounding into you as his hand slowly wrapped around your neck, you giggled between your moans as he smirked looking down at you. the two of you were sweaty and hot from the session, you were on your 4th orgasm about to approach your 5th one, you were shaking tremendously as he pushed down on your stomach looking down at his print. you moaned louder as he pressed down onto your stomach and kept hitting your g-spot. “keep d-doing that.. y-you’re so.. g-good.” you said as between his hard thrusts as you were exhausted, from the pleasure. “look at you. brain all fucked up.. god such a gorgeous mess i made.” he said holding your neck a little tighter as you choked on your moans, moaning uncontrollably from the pace he had you in.

once he felt himself close he began to thrust quicker than he was into you, you screamed out in pleasure as you scratched his back. “i-i love y-you so much..” you whispered as you rolled your eyes to the back of your head, you were crying from the pleasure and the pain even the over sensitivity. gavi leaned closer to you as he pressed down on your neck, you choked on your moans as your vision started to get blurry. god that turned him on even more as he thrusted even harder into you, watching your eyes roll back. he let go of your neck as he leaned closer to your neck burrying his face, “you’ve been such a good slut.. gonna cum in you again and fill you up one last time.” he said into your ear as he bit onto your earlobe, you moaned out as you held onto his torso. “p-pablo! a-am so.. c-close..” you said struggling with your words and trying to keep up as he smirked chuckling at your stuttering. “me too baby..” he said as he gripped tighter on your hips moving deeper into you.

he straddled your face as he looked into your eyes, you tried to look at him but your eyes were so glossy and fucked from the pleasure. your juices were coated on his pelvis as the sound scattered throughout the room. “who fucks you this good hm? tell me.” he said whispering into your ear as you were too busy distracted on your climax, you couldn’t even think from your mind being full and fuzzy, “answer me you brat.” he said as he smacked your breast, you whimpered as you looked at him. “y-you..” you mumbled as he thrusted harder than he did into you, “speak up hermosa, i can’t hear you.” he said chuckling as you arched your back, “y-you! o-only you!” you cried out moaning louder than usual as he pounded into you quickly, his thrusts becoming sloppier as you cupped his cheeks tearing up. “i’m g-gonna..” you breathed out as he locked eyes with you, “cum all over me baby.” he said as you spasmed all over him, the sheets dampening beneath you as his warmness shot up inside of you.

you breathed heavily as he filled you up with his cum. he rested his forehead on yours as you wrapped your arms around his neck, holding his cheek. he smiled kissing your cheek, “i-i love you..” he whispered out as he pulled out laying down next to you before cleaning you up, minutes later.. his arm straddled you, you were now in his touch as your head was resting on his chest. “i love you t-too..” you said before passing out from exhaustion. he looked down at you chuckling as he fell asleep cuddling you.

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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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[leilakisakabiri]

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+

Masterlist

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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[not-magdi]

"Chocolates"

Warnings: smut, 18+

Summary: You and Pablo try out some special chocolates

Word Count: 1k

Reading Time: 4 min

A/N

This whole thing is actually not my idea, it was @amaranthineghost idea so all credits go to her and her post.

Hope you enjoy it, love you guys Magdi <3

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Pablo's body felt like it was on fire. Every muscle in his body longed for her. He didn't even know it was possible to feel so turned on as he currently is. Swallowing down the lump in his throat, he looked over at you, hoping to see the same effect on you.

He shuddered when he glanced at you and found you sitting on the couch, looking completely unbothered like these damm chocolates didn't even do anything to you.

When you saw a video of a couple trying out these unique chocolates, you knew you wanted to try these things with Pablo, too. You two have been trying out new things in the bedroom lately. Not that there was anything wrong with your sex life, but you two are young and want to experiment a bit.

As you first came to him with the idea, he just smiled and waved you off, not believing a piece of chocolate could have such an effect on him. So you ordered them and made a challenge out of it. The one who lasts longer has total control afterwards.

Still not believing these things work, Pablo agreed instantly. Most of the time, you were the one who initiated things, so he wasn't worried he had to give away the control tonight.

Oh, how he cursed himself for making this bet now. He was slowly losing his mind. It was only ten minutes since you split one of these little squares. Little beads of sweat collected on his forehead as his sweatpants became tighter with every second.

He thought you didn't see him struggling so badly, but you did. You acknowledged every movement of his, every little huff he let out as he adjusted himself again. You had a perfect look at him from your peripheral vision, your phone screen long dark, you only had your eyes on him.

You would lie when you'd say you weren't affected at all. The warmth between your legs was growing stronger and stronger. You were just better at hiding it.

Pablo, on the other hand, was close to exploding. Because you just had to wear his favourite pair of shorts you own and one of his old jerseys with his name on the back.

The images that were flooding his mind were everything but PG13. As much as he tried to stop it, he couldn't. Pictures of you on your knees before him, his hands in your hair as his cock was buried deep down in your throat.

A choked sound left his lips as he bucked his hips up into nothing to get at least a bit of friction.

Smirking, you sit up, looking into his eyes with a smug expression, "You giving up?"

His face flushes bright red, "N-no I'm fine, totally fine."

"Ok, if you say so." Shrugging, you lay yourself on your stomach before him. Now, Pablo had a great look at how good your ass looks in those shorts.

Groaning loudly, he finally admits defeat. "Baby, come here, now."

Smirking, you stand up and walk over to him, making sure to sway your hips while walking. Now standing between his legs, you wrap your arms around his neck and close the distance between you two.

Feeling her soft, chapped lips against his own made every muscle shiver. God, how he missed that feeling. Almost like an instinct, his hands ran down her spine and flattened against her ass. Applying some force, he urged you to curl your body against his.

Finally, having her sitting where he needed her the most drew a sinful sound from his lips. "You like that baby? Huh, you like having me in your lap?"

Pablo's grip on you got tighter, moving you gently on his dick. "Mhm you know I love it, Amor." He whispered into your ear.

You two continued to share passionate kisses as you gradually became less clothed. Now, only in your underwear, Pablo moves to go on top of you, but you stop him.

"Hey, you lost the bet. I'm on top tonight."

Letting out a huff, Pablo moves to sit up again and guides you on his lap. Both of you let out a hiss as your core brushes over his clothed dick. You start to brush soft kisses all over his necked chest. While your hand slowly moves downwards, scratching his abs slightly with your nails.

"Mhm, fuck Y/N!" Your hand finally disappears beneath the cotton of his boxers. Pablo sucked in a sharp breath as you griped him in and slowly started to massage him.

Pushing his underwear down his thighs, you climb up again after removing your panties. Locking your eyes with Pablo, you slowly sink down on his length, letting out a loud whimper when he is bottoming you out.

Pablo's hands grip your hips tightly while he leaves wet kisses all over your collarbones. You start to move gently up and down, increasing your pace gradually.

Your nails claw into his back as Pablo starts to thrust upwards into you, your breath hitching with every thrust. Arching your back a bit makes Pablo hit your G-spot with every thrust.

"Shit Pablo, right there!"

"Right here, baby? Yeah, does that feel good?"

Your words coiled in your throat. The only answer you can give are high-pitched moans right into Pablo's ear.

Feeling the coil in his stomach get tighter and tighter, Pablo reaches down to rub your clit. Wanting you to come before him.

Pablo's finger flicking aggressively on your clit was the last thing you needed to cum. Clenching hard around him, you release your juices all over his lap, squirming at the overstimulation.

Grunting loudly, Pablo feels your walls clenching around him and shoots his load deep into you.

You two bask in the afterglow of two amazing orgasms for a few minutes until Pablo picks you up and carries you to the bathroom.

"You ok, Amor?"

Cuddling yourself deeper into his strong arms, you nod. "I'm good, and I love you."

Pablo giggles and snuggles you into the soft blanket of your bed. You were always becoming a big softie after sex, and Pablo thought it was the cutest thing ever.

Cuddling himself next to you, he grabs you and snuggles his face into your neck.

"Goodnight bebé, I love you."

"I love you too."

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[digitaldiarystuff]

For Better, For Worse

summary: Pablo was having possibly the worst week of his life, first he broke up with his girlfriend to focus on his career and then he got injured during a spain game possibly needing a surgery. What do you do when you find out?

pairing: Pablo Gavi x Y/N

genre: angst/ fluff

warnings: mentions of injury and surgery

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When your phone started ringing at this late hour, you knew this couldn’t be good. It was 2 a.m. and your heart sunk as you read the name ‘Aurora’ on it.

“Hey.” you said concerned.

“Hi Y/N were you asleep?” she asked and her voice was pretty upset.

“No it’s okay.” you lied. “Is everything okay?”

“I know this is selfish and I’m sorry but-“ she trailed off. “It’s Pablo, he’s injured and not in good shape. I know you guys broke up but I don’t know what I can do to make this better for him he’s been crying for hours now and they say he may need a surgery as soon as possible.” she started crying which would’ve broke your heart but your mind went blank as soon as you heard Pablo’s injury. You knew spain had a game against georgia today but didn’t watch it knowing it would only upset you more.

Pablo broke up with you the week prior to focus on his career and you were in complete shock ever since, your schedules were hard to keep up with but you were willing to work on it, he wasn’t and now learning he was going to need surgery broke your heart so much.

“Are you guys at his place? I’m on my way.” you said and she thanked you over and over again.

Although you were pretty upset with him, there was no way you’d leave him in this state. You knew Pablo wouldn’t probably want to talk to anyone but you needed to be there for him at his worst. You still loved him so much. You didn’t realize you had tears falling from your eyes in the taxi, worried sick. You opened twitter and saw all the videos of him being escorted out of the pitch with pain written all over his face. It was incredibly painful to watch and you couldn’t even imagine what he’s going through.

As soon as you paid the driver you got out and practically ran to the gate of his house, calling Aurora to tell her you’re there. It was pretty late you didn’t want to bother if anyone’s sleeping though it’s highly unlikely.

She came to the door with puffy eyes and hugged you tight.

“Thank you so much for coming.”

“Of course” you said. “Where’s he?”

“He’s in his room but won’t open the door.” she answered and you ran up the stairs not even bothering taking your jacket off.

You knocked a couple of times before he replied.

“Go away I don’t want anyone.”

You knocked again but he didn’t respond this time.

“Pablo, it’s me.” you said slowly hoping this would work.

You heard wheels inside the room and he finally unlocked it allowing you to see him in a wheelchair.

Your eyes immediately watered seeing his state and it’s obvious he was also crying for hours. You kneeled down and looked up at him, he looked like a baby right now with bloodshot eyes and trembling lips. You held his hands and hugged him avoiding his legs and he held you tight, crying into your hair. He didn’t even ask you anything just enjoyed your touch and affection.

He finally wheeled himself into the room and you followed after. Pablo carefully sat on the bed while you sat on the armchair next to it. You asked him what happened and he explained everything down to the possibility of the surgery and not playing for the season. You tried your best to console him and after an hour, his tears dried and he calmed down a little.

“So, did Aurora call you?” he asked

“Yes, I hope that’s okay.” you said

“Okay? That’s the only thing that could calm me tonight. I owe her a thank you.” he chuckled and this was a first for tonight. Your heart fluttered seeing his smile and suddenly realized you were supposed to be broken up even though it doesn’t feel like it.

“I’ll be with you every step of the way” you said “Of course if you’ll let me.”

“I’m an idiot. I’m an idiot to do this to you and here you are.”

“Don’t say that”

“But I am.” he said defeated.

“You kind of are.” you said earning yourself another chuckle.

“I missed your laugh.” he confessed.

“So did I. But you need to rest now.”

“Will you stay with me?” he asked like a child and you knew there isn’t anything in the whole world you wouldn’t do for him.

“If you want me to.” you said “I can sleep on the couch.” you said.

“No.” he pouted “I need to hold you.”

“Pablo there’s no way I’m getting in a bed with you, I could hurt your leg.” you said and he thought for a moment.

“Just till I fall asleep” he bargained and you didn’t protest. You needed him as much as he needed you. You sat against the headboard as his face was on your neck, you held him with your arms, he looked so sleepy.

“Will you be here when I wake up?” he asked groggily.

“I’ll always be here, for better or worse.” you answered as his eyes closed.

Pablo fell asleep like that in your arms as you watched his face. He looked like an angel from this angle. You smiled to yourself, tried to put his head on a pillow and wiggle out of the bed without waking him up making yourself comfortable on the couch. You soon felt sleepy as your eyes closed.

After you fell asleep Aurora wanted to check in on you guys and opened the door slowly finding you both asleep, smiling to herself she left the room.

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[thatsdemko]

the culer- j.bellingham

masterlist | pairing: Jude Bellingham x gavi!fem!reader. summary: with the pressure of the match at hand, Jude makes an error that’ll cost him. warnings: fluff + angst + the following events in this fic are completely fictional and are not based on real life events. a/n: I dislike Real Madrid but I love Jude because he played for Borussia Dortmund.. he’ll always have a place in my heart I fear

It’s not like the words “Pablo gavis sister” were plastered against your forehead, so how was he supposed to know? it wasn’t the worst thing to happen to him, but it certainly wasn’t best when he rounded the corner and hear your soft laugh ring his ears. it was even ten times worse when his breakfast threatened to come up seeing your brothers arm around your shoulders.

you’re squished in between culers, your brothers jersey clung tight against your chest that serves as a major distraction to him. yet, he can’t actually see you. glimpses of you from the tunnel replay in his mind, the ball against his feet should be in the back of the net right now, but he’s stalling.

if he scores, your brother and his team lose. why does it matter to him anyway? this should be an exciting moment here in Barcelona with the crowd booing his name and boosting his adrenaline, so why does he care so much about you?

you’d never had more than just sex. an occasional cuddle and maybe a late night movie cozied up in his bed, but that was it. so you’re unsure why he’s playing with the ball when he’s got a 90% chance of scoring.

“just shoot the damn ball, Jude.” you mutter to yourself. the quicker he gets this over, the sooner the dread and anxiety bubbling in your stomach will fizzle out, and the sooner this is over the better chances your brother or his teammate have in evening the score.

yet there he still stands, unable to decide to shoot or to pass and the crowd wasn’t having it. Jude was usually so quick with his mind, football came easy yet this shot was the hardest one. he knows if he shoots this into the back of the net all chances with you end tonight on this pitch. he knows if he passes, all chances of his team advancing into the next round, end here.

why did it have to be him to decide the fate?

as if on cue, pablo takes the stab. he pulls Jude from his mind games, and decides to end the misery for himself and the crowd. Jude didn’t have much of a reaction time, in fact, he didn’t even put up a fight as the ball was swept from his feet.

“what the fuck man?!” his teammates shout frustrated in his inability to play the damn game.

your nails dig into your palms, watching your brother and his teammate play keep away from the Real Madrid defenders before taking the shot on net and ending the tie once in for all.

Real Madrid lost and wouldn’t advance to the next round.

a smile couldn’t form to your lips. watching Jude’s head hang low, you feel guilty. knowing he’d been riding the highs of the past couple of wins, he should be proud of the fight the team put up today. but those three minutes of torture would haunt him for the rest of his career for every time he saw you.

you.

his head picks up, eyes scanning the mass of fans the sea of red and blue all mesh together. faces booing and others cheering become a blur, but he’s sure you’re out there celebrating. you always expressed how important family was to you, and he was sure your family couldn’t of been happier.

—

you shouldn’t be here. not this late. the match ended hours ago and Jude most likely wasn’t even home yet, but it didn’t stop you from pounding your knuckles against the wood door in hopes he was there. you’re the last person he probably ever wants to chat with, but you needed to check on him. you needed to make sure he wasn’t beating himself up.

you hear the lock click, the door slowly creeps open revealing his dark brown eyes scanning your body. you’d changed into sweatpants in a sweatshirt, a more casual fit than what you were used to wearing to see Jude.

“what are you doing here this late?” his posh accent floods your eardrums, your heart can’t help but thump faster as you move closer to the small crack of the door to find any signs of concern across his face.

“I came to see you.”

“I don’t want to see you.” his bitter words make your heart come to a screeching halt. it’s just the game, you tell yourself, he doesn’t mean these words he’s clearly just upset.

“you played well, ba—Jude. please don’t beat yourself up.”

the door opens up more, like he couldn’t resist. seeing your concern for him mixed his feelings about you. at first, he was done with you. said it was for the best to move on, but seeing you here? with your doe-like brown eyes staring into his, he couldn’t resist.

“I’m the laughingstock of the team now. all because I couldn’t shoot the damn ball.”

“why didn’t you?” the words come rolling off your tongue before you can even process. you’d been asking yourself the question ever since the game ended. why didn’t he just shoot the damn ball? what was stopping him? you couldn’t press the questions in your mind any further when you knew what was stopping him: you. its silly and cliche but it’s the truest that’s been gnawing at him. you were the reason he couldn’t bare to see his own rivals lose.

“I don’t want to discuss this.” his shoulders slumped. he hardly notices you’d pushed the door further and allowed yourself in. he knew your care taking tendencies couldn’t bare to see him this down.

“come on,” you guide him into his bedroom, the curtains are drawn and a Spanish soap-opera plays quietly in the corner of his room. you crawl into his bed and allow him to rest against your body. your nails rake across his skin, careful not to put too much pressure on the black forming bruises.

“you really shouldn’t be here.” he mumbles feeling his shoulders and body sink further into the depths of touch. he hates himself for this, he knows he shouldn’t be falling at the hands of his rivals sister, but yet he can’t stop himself.

“I know,” you say peppering kisses to his throbbing temple, like you knew there was too much pressure there, “I’ll deal with that tomorrow, right now I’m here to deal with you.”

“you’re the better gavi, did you know that?” Jude lifts his gaze to meet yours, your lips briefly touch enough to ghost his.

“I did know that actually.”

he may have lost the game, but one things for sure, he didn’t lose you.

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[judebelle]

Hey I have a gavi request with him getting glasses, and he's all pouty abt it and its just pure fluff

i'm not cute, i'm sexy! - p.g. x reader

a/n : this req is so cutsie wtf

cw : js super fluffy

pairing : pablo gavi x fem!reader

wc : 800 (sorry this is short lol)

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you were sat in the passenger seat of the car, fingers swiping over your phone screen. you had been waiting for around 15 minutes for your boyfriend to come out of the glasses store.

pablo had went to the optometrist about a week ago for a check up, and also because he was having trouble seeing things from far away.

he was told that he needed glasses, and boy was pablo upset. he liked how he looked and was worried that glasses would make him look like a “nerd”.

you reassured him and told him that that wasn’t true. you tried to tell him he would look handsome with and without them.

he also needed to pick up contacts since he can’t wear glasses during training and games. but the optometrist told him to only wear them when he wasn't able to wear his glasses.

he was all quiet during the drive to the store. whenever he was in a bad mood, he would usually blast his music. you thought hell had frozen over when the whole car ride was silent.

finally after a few more minutes of waiting, pablo walked out of the shop with a paper bag in his hand. he wasn’t wearing any glasses walking out of the store, so you assumed they were in the bag.

he finally reached the car and opened the door before sitting in the drivers seat. he turned to you with a sigh. “i hate my life.”

you giggled at his dramatics. “put them on, i wanna see.” you bit your lip in anticipation.

“i would but… i’m.. hungry. what do you wanna eat?”

your eyebrows furrowed. what did hunger have to do with his glasses? “stop with the excuses, pablo.” your hand grasped his bicep. “i wanna seeee!” you whined.

your begging had finally convinced mr. stubborn to give in. “fine.”

you squealed in excitement and planted a kiss on his cheek. he fished through the bad and pulled out a leather glasses case.

he turned over to face the window away from you as he put them on. “don’t laugh!”

“i wont, i promise. just turn!”

he slowly turned over with his head looking down at his lap. after a deep breath, he looked up at you.

he had picked out clear full rimmed glasses. they sat low on his nose before he pushed them up gently with his finger. a rosy blush crept up on his cheeks while he tried to bite back his embarrassed smile.

you smiled softly to ease pablo's nerves.

“you look good baby! they look.. cute.”

pablo’s is smiled dropped at your choice of words. “cute?”

you nodded before pushing the front of his hair back admiringly.

“i’m not cute, i’m sexy! this isn’t fair!” he complained before his hands dropped into his lap hopelessly. “my life is over.”

this man.

you laughed at his overdramatic reaction. “you still look sexy, pablito, but you also look cute! there’s nothing wrong with that.” you hand cupped his jaw, thumb stroking his cheek before you quickly planted a kiss on his cheek in hopes of cheering him up.

he still didn’t listen to your reassurances. i told you he was stubborn.

he pouted and turned the key in the ignition. “let’s just go get some food.”

you two had driven off to a drive through to get some wraps and sandwiches. pablo pulled up to the speaker and told the employee both of your orders' since you visited here often. .

as he spoke, his glasses would slide down his nose, so he would have to keep pushing them up. he looked adorable, you couldn’t lie.

once you drove up to the window to pick up the food, pablo let out hushed curses at his glasses while he pushed them up his nose aggressively. “¡estas cosas estúpidas no se quedarán despiertas, dios!” (these stupid things won’t stay up, god!)

you chuckled at his frustration before the drive through window opened, the lady handing him your food.

you thanked her and drove off. after continuing to push up the glasses, pablo gave up and took them off. “i can’t do this, seriously.” you turned to him with wide eyes. “not on the road, pablo! put them back on!”

he, once again, didn’t listen to you and kept driving. his eyes kept squinting at different street signs and lights.

it took him almost hitting a squirrel for him to give up and put them back on with a angry huff.

---

you two had finally reached home. you plated your food and sat at the dining table. you sat across from pablo. his mood had eventually fixed itself as he ate. he must’ve been really hungry.

he was speaking passionately, excited to tell you a story. the whole duration of lunch pablo had kept pushing his glasses up his nose, but he had become accustomed to it now.

“i told pedro to call me later about it, because i dont want him doing anything stup-“

his words were cut short when his glasses finally slid off his face and into the sandwich on his plate, right into a puddle sauce.

you couldn’t help but laugh loudly at your boyfriend who was left pouting and staring at his plate and new mortal enemy.

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[iheartgavi]

his world

summary: when his first and only son is born Pablo couldn’t be more then happy.parings! gavi x fem! model reader! warnings. cute a/n. I was going to make this only one image but I decided to make it a series! because it needs a back story!this is totally different! the last part of this series is the image I was going to do! and this is only going to have two more of this series!

you just got out of child labor hours ago,you were sitting in the hospital bed admiring your boyfriend and your new born son,gavi was shirtless holding his son mateo in his arms doing skin to skin.your parents and your brothers were on their way over to the hospital and Pablo’s parents had just called to say that they were here and just looking for parking. “mateo your favorite auntie has arrived”aurora said opening the door revealing her boyfriend and her and Gavi’s parents.

you chuckled at her remark as everyone came into the room and gave you a hug and a kiss on the head, “your his only aunt for right now till my brother’s get wife’s”

“oh y/n baby how are you?” She asked “I’m good just tired and ready to go home” you said to aurora while you were looking at Pablo who paid no mind to his family,acting like him and Mateo were the only one in the room.

“Pablo hijo podemos cuidarlo?” belien asked (Pablo son can we cary him?) pablo looked at his parents,sister and her boyfriend he was kinda hesitant but gave in.

pablo have his mother mateo,as his mom grabbed the babby everyone went over and admire the first born grandson,son and nephew. pablo walked over to you grabbing your hand and kissing it.

“he’s perfect amor,thank you mi amor”he whispered in your ear you were about to respond till you heard a nock at the door revealing your parent’s,older brother’s and the fc barcelona team as well as the coach and wags.

“we brought company” your older brother alex said as the wags came running to your side. “y/n how are you feeling?”mikky asked “I’m okay I just can’t wait to get out of here and go back to work” you said. as soon as you said that every one looked at you nodding their heads “no no no amor stop thinking about work just in joy your time at home” Pablo said as everyone agreed “I know but I’m bored at home all day”

“hermana, no te preocupes, pronto volverás a trabajar”(Sister, don't worry, you'll be back to work soon)pedri said as your siblings parents and the rest hugged you and Pablo.

the whole day everyone was carying the babby,kinda scarying pablo,he just wanted to hold his little boy in his arms and never let him go he knew he sounded selfish but he didn’t care he was a new dad and all he wanted right now is to take his girlfriend and his new born son home.

when everyone left the doctor came in saying that you and Mateo were free to go home,as you were putting mateo in his car seat pablo couldn’t help but admire you and his son “you ready?”pablo asked “yeah”you replied tiredly as you closed the back door of the car holding your son’s little hand in one arm.

once you were home pablo was rocking mateo in his arms,and mateo was perfectly laying on his dad chest sleeping peacefully “oh mateo I promise I’m going to be the best dad in the whole world,I promise you because your my world just like your mom is”pablo whispered in mateos ear as she was asleep but smile once he heard his dad talking causing gavi to let out a chuckle.

lucky you were standing in the door frame hearing in the conversation not missing this beautiful moment between a father and son. “pablo amor put mateo down in his basket net and come and eat”you said as you went behind pablo hugging his waist.

“I don’t wanna leave him amor”he said “amor we have a babby monitor in our room so we’ll hear when he’s crying,or you can bring his basket net downstairs so he’ll be with us”you said he nodded with a smile handing you mateo as he brought his basket net down stairs.

the whole night gavi wouldn’t leave mateo’s side even when you were brest feeding him all gavi can do was stare at you both and admire the both of you.pablo even convinced you to let mateo sleep ontop of him. “but starting tomorrow we have to get into a routine”you said as gavi nodded in agreement.

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gigihadid congratulations baby your going to be a great mom💗

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pedri congratulates to both of you ❤️

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gavifan I’m so happy for you both 🥺

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[lucy90712]

Period headcannon

Gavi 

- Pablo has a sister so he knows about periods and understands that you won't be feeling your best overall before and during your period 

- As much as he knows about periods when it comes to you it's different he used to just ignore Aurora and try not to interact with her too much but he cant do that with you and he doesn't want to as he wants to make you feel as good as he can

- To find out what to do he calls his sister who helpfully goes over all the details which Pablo hated hearing but he listened for you he even wrote some things down so he wouldn't forget anything he was supposed to do or get 

- After talking to his sister he goes out and buys all sorts of things like all your favourite snacks and plenty of chocolate as well as a selection of pads and tampons which was a complete minefield to him so he just picked up a range of things and hopes for the best 

- He will do pretty much anything for you when you are on your period if you finish your water he's up and refilling it for you before you can even move to do it yourself and he'll make dinner for you especially on the days when your cramps are the worst 

- Once Pablo gets used to being around you when you're on your period he really is the best he always knows what will make you feel better and he's willing to cuddle anytime you want which he does when you’re not on your period but he's especially cuddly when it's your time of the month 

Pedri 

- Pedri isn't stupid so he knows what periods entail but his mum tells him more things he should know when he told her about your relationship so he definitely has a pretty good idea of what goes on with your body 

- As much as he has some knowledge his mum made it very clear that periods are different for everyone and so he was very aware that he'd have to get used to what it was like for you and how you feel on any given day 

- It doesn't take him too long to work out things like when your cramps are going to be at their worst and when you will be feeling the most sensitive he also picks up on the signs that your period is due soon so he roughly knows when to go out and get you all your favourite snacks

- Pedri is really good at dealing with whatever you throw at him for example he knows when you are angry it's nothing to do with him it's just your hormones making you act like that so you don't mean to be short with him and he understands that 

- He knows exactly what to do when you are feeling certain emotions when you are angry he knows to give you some time alone when you are feeling upset he knows exactly how to comfort you as well which is usually with lots of cuddles 

- Pedri always wants to keep you happy especially during your period so he’s more than happy to do whatever you need him to do that will keep you happy and make life a bit easier 

Jude 

- Jude quickly learns what not to do or say when you are on your period which he definitely learns the hard way 

- He made the fatal mistake of calling you moody one time after you'd had a small argument which did not go well for him as it only made you more angry for a few minutes before your burst into tears all of which took Jude by surprise but after a scolding by his mum he learnt to not do that again 

- From that day on he never utters the word moody ever again instead he learnt that during your period you are more fragile mentally and things that wouldn't get to you on a normal day can make you cry for hours 

- To make you feel better he always gives you lots of compliments on anything that he knows you can be insecure about on a normal day he also makes sure to tell you that he loves and that he thinks you are beautiful just the way you are 

- Even when you are being moody Jude just leaves you be because it never lasts long and he's found it's best if he doesn't try and help because he can never do it right so it only makes you mad at him which neither of you need 

- Most months Jude gets you flowers when you are on your period as he notices that little things make you happy and it's something he can do quite easily that you always really love 

Joao 

- Joao is always prepared for when your period comes he keeps the bathroom stocked with the products you use and he makes sure that you have the right pain killers in the house as there are certain ones you like to take to help with cramps 

- He usually has a pretty good idea of when your period is due he doesn't track it a he thinks that's weird but he is able to pick up on the pms symptoms you get which gives him a pretty good indication 

- He likes to know when your period is due so that it doesn't catch him off guard as that has happened a few times and when you come home in tears after work he always thinks something bad has happened but that’s never been the case so he likes to prepare himself for the few days of heightened emotions and pain you'll be experiencing 

- When he can he likes to make your favourite meals for dinner as not only does it mean you don't have to cook but having your favourite comfort foods always makes you feel better and Joao likes to be able to make your day just a little better when he can 

- Another common occurrence is relaxing nights on the sofa usually by the end of the day you don't want to do much so when Joao is home you both cuddle on the sofa under a blanket together watching movies or whatever tv show you've been watching together at that time 

- Joao likes to try and make you feel as happy as possible on your period everything he does is to make you happy because he knows you never feel your best during that week so if he can brighten your day in any way he will 

Hector 

- The first time you told Hector that you were on your period he freaked out a bit he didn't expect you just to say it and he didn't know what to do as he didn't want to do or say the wrong thing and upset you or make you mad 

- He is quick to text some of his older friends who have girlfriends and ask them what he should do and after making fun of him for freaking out and acting like you were some sort of alien they told him the best things to do for you 

- From then he's pretty good he knows to just read each situation as it arises if you seem down or upset then he knows to try and cheer you up but if you are getting frustrated with something he knows to just let you rant or leave you alone 

- Hector will usually do pretty much everything you ask so if you want ice cream he will get you some as quickly as he possibly can even it involves going to the store to buy some, sometimes you don't even have to ask he will just greet you with your favourite chocolates when he sees you 

- He will also go and buy you pads/tampons if you are out but it will take him over an hour and require many texts to you as he doesn't know what all of it means although eventually he figures it out and gets what you need 

- He's always extra sweet to you when you're on your period as he definitely wouldn't want to go through that every month so he likes to treat you even more like a princess than he usually would as he thinks you deserve all the extra love 

Marc 

- Marc always does his best to be as supportive as possible when you're on your period whether that's giving you someone to rant to, a shoulder to cry on or just simply being there he'll do all of that just to make you feel better 

- He knows that being on your period isn't much fun and he knows that the hormones mess with your self confidence so he likes to make sure you feel beautiful at all times because he really does think you're perfect so he doesn't want you thinking you are anything less than that 

- Marc is always really helpful when you're on your period he always likes to bring you lunch while you're at school and if he can stay to eat with you he will and he will help you with any homework or assignments you have too as sometimes your brain just isn't working properly so he helps keep you on track and figure things out 

- Another thing Marc does is give you his clothes to wear he knows that being on your period is just generally uncomfortable so you like to dress as comfy and cozy as possible and Marc is happy to facilitate that by topping up your wardrobe 

- Whenever he sees you he brings another one of his hoodies for you and it's always one he's sprayed with his cologne as well because he knows you love that and you will secretly sit there and sniff anything he gives you which you think he doesn't notice but he does 

- Over the week or so of your period Marc just becomes the best boyfriend he's like an angel not that he doesn't treat you well on any normal day but he's extra attentive and sweet during that time as he knows you don't need anything else on your plate

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[pabloqavi]

call it what you want

summary. it's your birthday and your boyfriend surprises you with the one thing you've subtly been asking him to get you ! genre. fluff ! pairing. gavi x reader ! a/n. thank you for all the love on my previous short stories, please leave comments if you want bc i love reading them !!! and if you have any ideas plspls let me know <33

1 month ago

you were in your living room waiting for your boyfriend to come home from training. he was taking longer than usual so you decided to get up and start making lunch for the both of you. pablo had been asking for lasagna the past days so you decided to give in and make it for him.

you got all the ingredients out and pulled out your phone to listen to some music while you cooked. everyone knew about your obsession with taylor swift so i wouldn't come as a surprise to absolutely no one the fact that you put your favourite album of hers on repeat, reputation.

...

lunch was almost ready when you heard keys in the door, indicating that pablo was finally home. you knew he was gonna head upstairs to put his sweaty clothes on the washing machine before coming to the kitchen.

"i want to wear his initial on a chain round my neck, chain round my neck. not because he owns me but because he really knows me" you were screaming out the lyrics when you fell a pair of arms around you.

"hi love" he turned you around in his arms before kissing your lips.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

today

today was your 19th birthday and you woke up alone in your bed. it was weird because today pablo had a free day and usually he would use those to oversleep with you, but it was even weirder that he was awake before you.

you decided to take a quick shower before going downstairs to try and find your boyfriend. but when you got out of the bathroom you saw pablo sitting in bed smiling widely at you with a cake and a bouquet of flowers in his hands. looking around your bedroom you saw that while you were in the showe he had decorate the room.

"what is all this?" you ask him while smiling back at him and moving forward until you were between his legs.

"happy birthday love" he answered you while grabbing your face and pulling you closer to him so he could kiss you.

"i love you, but you didn't have to do all this" you say pouting while kissing him.

"shush this is only the beginning of your day" he grabs something from his back and put it in front of you "here open it" he smiles cheekily.

you grab the velvet box from his hands and slowly open it, letting your mouth fall open once you realised what's in the box.

"did you genuinely think i didn't get the hint after the third time you played that song in the car, did you?" he grins as he sees you pull out a silver chain with a little P pendant.

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[highdreaming]

Eyes off her

💢 All the works are pure fictions, for entertainment purposes only so please, read it at your own will.

Summary: Your boyfriend gets jealous when someone flirts with you and a fight follows.

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Gavi x (female) reader

AN: Please like, reblog and give me feedback!

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You twist your hands with nervousness as you wait for Gavi in the corridor.

The whole stadium vibrates with the loud cheers of the fans, everyone is excited for tonight’s big game and you feel the same way, wishing Gavi’s team to win. You wait for your boyfriend to show up, wanting to wish him good luck before the game. 

And he finally appears, pulling you towards him for a hug, a huge grin decorating his face.

“Hey. Good luck, babe. I hope you guys win.” you say, kissing his cheek. Gavi’s arm suddenly tightens around you and as you struggle to pull away, you notice the sudden tense expression on his face as he looks to the front.

You turn your head, catching a glimpse of a tall man from the other team staring at you, more specifically at your lower back with a cocky smirk on his face.

Your eyes meet his for a second and he provocatively winks at you before turning around and walking away. 

That explains Gavi’s reaction. You hold back a sigh, knowing how riled up your boyfriend gets, especially during games. 

“Babe, just ignore him.” you mutter, placing a hand on Gavi’s arm. Your words don’t seem to convince him but he gives you a rushed kiss before leaving to join the other boys for the game. 

You only hope he doesn’t let jealousy get the best of him. 

The game is dominated by Barcelona, your boyfriend’s team clearly being the best and it shows as they’re the ones leading, marking several goals. 

Your hands constantly pick the material of your Barcelona’s number 30 jersey, the excitement and nervousness of the game giving you a hard time.

Especially when Gavi keeps committing fouls, all of them directed towards the player that had checked you out earlier. The referee keeps showing him yellow cards and you’re already dreading the moment Gavi gets a red card.

Just as that thought crosses your mind, whistles erupt wildly across the stadium with everyone pointing towards a commotion on the field. 

Your eyes widen with horror when you notice that Gavi is in the center of it, violently pushing the other player. Both teams and its players get in the middle, attempting to stop it, but they’re unable to prevent Gavi from punching him in the face. 

You gasp in horror, your heart crazily beating as the referee pulls out a red card, showing it towards Gavi. His face is contorted in an angry frown, face glistening with sweat.

He stomps the grass, leaving the field under intense boos. You hurry up leaving the stands, running towards the inside of the building. 

Once you get to the locker room, you push the door open. Inside Gavi is sitting on a stool, throwing his shirt to the floor with a violent movement. 

You hesitate for a moment, seeing him so angry but slowly take small steps towards him. 

“Hey, are you okay?” you whisper, letting your hand stroke his hair. His shoulders slump and he looks at you, fury and jealousy burning in his gaze. 

“He was fucking talking about you! Like you were a piece of meat, like you weren’t my girlfriend.” he growls, brown hair falling down to his eyes as he literally vibrates with anger.

You hold back a sigh, already knowing that the player only did so to upset Gavi. Everyone knows that your boyfriend easily loses his cool. 

“He did that to make you upset, Gavi. You shouldn’t have listened to him. Now you’ve got a red card.” you say with a sad smile. 

Gavi meets your eyes, intently looking at you, brows furrowed. 

“So I was just supposed to let him talk like that about you? That wasn’t gonna happen.” he blurts out, hand reaching to grab your own, pulling you against him.

He wraps his arms around your waist, face pressed against your stomach. You take the chance to keep touching his hair, massaging his scalp as he takes deep frustrated breaths. 

You're not sure how long you remain in this position, but Gavi eventually gets calmer, his breathing getting steady. 

“I just love you too much.” he quietly whispers, pushing his face upwards. You meet his stare, his beautiful brown eyes holding an array of emotions. 

“And I love you back.”

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AN: I also think I'm gonna start writing for Haaland, what do you think?

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[purinfelix]

softly ₊˚⊹♡

pairing: gavi x reader (established relationship) summary: in which Gavi realises his touches can mean more than just post-goal 'good jobs' warnings: none! pure fluff <3 w/c: 496

a/n: this one's pretty short, just so endeared by gavi's touchyness with EVERYONEE ... those clips of him giving his teammates kisses after games/goals are my greatest weakness

Gavi was used to physical affection. 

As a football player, and honorary ‘baby’ of pretty much any team he played with, saying he was used to it was more of an understatement at this point. Rough hugs, head nudges, and even playful smacks on the behind were nothing he was unused to. It was his way of showing and recognising the joy that came when goals were scored, when he wanted to wish a teammate good luck, or even just hello. 

So when you two began going out he had not expected it to be any different. And at first, it wasn’t. The rowdy touches he was used to dishing out and receiving were simply translated into your relationship. He would jump onto you and smoosh your face in his hands, whilst you returned the favour by punching his arms and even playfully biting him from time to time. You liked to call it ‘cuteness aggression’, and even though he definitely didn’t consider himself ‘cute’ he was grateful nonetheless. 

Because, until then, it was the only way he had known to show affection - and assumed it was the same for you.  But for some reason, there was something within him that yearned for more. For things to be softer, gentler, more intimate between you two. He wanted your relationship and everything that came from it to be the exception to all of the roughness he gave and got, the chaos that was his life. 

And so it did, with a little effort on his part. He managed to teach himself to make his touches softer. Clambering hugs became lingering embraces. Wrist grabs became intertwined fingers and thumbs caressing the back of your hand. Lips smashing into foreheads became peppering kisses down your cheek and jawline. It didn’t take you long to catch on and start following along - although it was difficult not to be completely enamoured with how bewitched he was by you, acting as if any touch not fueled by absolute care and love seemed unfitting. 

For many it might’ve seemed like a lack of passion, the way his touches lost their roughness. But for you, it only felt the opposite, because you knew that there was something about the quiet of it, the intimacy, that only the two of you would ever know. Because you were the only person who was ever granted the chance of seeing Gavi like this. Of knowing the feeling of his fingers weaving beaten paths through the roots of your hair, or the feeling of his head resting on your chest as it rose and fell with the rhythm of calm breaths. In places away from teammates, cameras, stadiums of cheering fans and their watchful eyes. In the company of no one else but each other, where not even a word had to be shared. Touches that used to mean ‘hello’, ‘goodbye’, and ‘good job’ came to mean so much more. 

Came to mean ‘I love you’.

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[clov3sr]

Wholly | j. bellingham

. a/a — I. love. the. idea. of. mean. couples. Like oh my fucking. BRO.

. c/t w(s) — fem!reader, little spicy nothing crazy chill out, very haphazardly proofread so no promises

. ♫ — make me better; Fabolous, Ne-Yo

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺ 2:22 ─────ㅇ─── 4:13

—— "the right when I'm wrong, so I never slip; show me how to move, that's why I never trip."

𓆩♱𓆪 THE BAR WAS crowded, riddled with drunk patrons attempting to flag down the bartenders. Jude much preferred the solitude of his private section, but from the bar he could watch you tap the pads of your fingers against your exposed thigh, teasingly looking down at him with that sly smirk that he's beyond proud to say came from him. He's used to hearing dire threats of a man's ego mutilating into fatal hubris, but he can't relate it to being your man; There can only be good that stems from knowing he's the only one who gets to inch his hand up your little dress, dragging his teeth across the sensitive skin of your neck. He's the only one who knows how much more overwhelmingly intoxicating your perfume is compared to the drinks he's getting for the two of you. and you're the only one who gets to scratch lightly at the base of his neck and grip his bicep, a warning of your very public location. There's not much else he can say looks as good on you as pure confidence and trust in him.

So much trust that when girls inevitably approach him, he watches as that coy smile widens eagerly, and his eyes don't — can't — leave yours.

He wholly belongs to you.

The hand that slaps his own is rougher than the usual groupies because it's not one. Instead, he glances momentarily to see another man leaning back against the bar counter with him, one who's not even looking at Jude, but straight upwards at you.

"Pretty as hell," is all he leadingly mumbles, and Jude scoffs a bit in annoyance, but it's lost on the former male.

"Yep." He spits in response. Your eyebrows lower slightly in confused amusement. Jude tilts his head up disapprovingly and shakes his head slowly; he adores the silent communication the two of you have developed naturally.

"What're the chances I can bag that?" the anonymous male chuckles, and Jude can feel the thin thread of his patience shearing by the millisecond.

"Zero."

This earns him an entertained grin, and Jude wants to throw his head back in exasperation right then and there. He's heard enough of your stories to know where this is going,

"That a challenge, man?"

It's so infuriating that he can't disprove you when you proclaim that men are trash.

"It was not." His eyes are still on yours, and by the way they degrade in brilliance with every word, you can tell he's not enjoying whatever conversation he's having. Unlike Jude, you find it extremely amusing, covering your mouth as you giggle. His expression is always so telling, and this guy is apparently so dense that he can't tell. That, or it's because the stranger's eyes haven't left you either, so he probably just hasn't seen it yet.

"Dressed like that? All alone in a section? Those types are easy. Just need a bit of attention."

Jude can feel the familiar heat of boiling anger bubble in his chest, but he quells it just barely. He could make his PR team hate their job tonight, but he won't be able to stop himself from rolling his eyes if he has to hear Hendo's fatherly scolding about it. He won't act in the way he desperately wants to, but he does need this guy to shut the hell up immediately.

"She's a woman, not a rescue dog. Watch your fucking mouth."

The man looks over in offense, obviously just now realizing that Jude is not the random bonding type of guy. He shakes his head, as if deciding to let Jude off easy, and pushes himself off the counter. While he begins to strut over to your section, he fixes his posture and pulls his shirt down in an attempt to neaten it.

Just after he takes his leave, the bartender makes it to Jude with a hurried apology, which he assures is unnecessary, and asks for the bottle you both prefer. Two in hand, he's seconds behind the stranger on the way toward you.

"Hello, beautiful."

The prior playfulness that you wore on your face was immediately infected with aversion, your eyes finally leaving Jude to look up at the guy standing over you. Oh, he doesn't know. Shame.

"Hi?" you pull your crossed legs in towards yourself, tilting your body direction anywhere but towards him. He won't get the hint, you've been through too many situations like this to believe he will, but it still makes you feel slightly less revolted regardless.

"You're too hot to be sittin' up here alone, yeah?" He's slurring his words, and you're sure if you were closer you could smell the stench of alcohol and cheap cologne, but the thought of being that close makes you shudder uncomfortably. To your satisfaction, you see Jude emerge with your favorite drink in both hands, and he provokingly sits them on the glass table with a purposeful clink.

"Hmm," your fingertip taps your bottom lip ironically, and for a brief second, you wonder where this side of you came from. There is just something about Jude's conviction that you're his that makes any attempt at you criminally insolent. You'll make sure anybody who tries to get at you or Jude, and everybody around them, know never to try moronic shit like this again, "I am, aren't I?"

Jude frustratingly collapses at your side, practically on top of you, and automatically resumes his position kissing fervidly down your jawline. Occasionally, he'll spend longer on a particular spot, accompanying it with a taunting squeeze of his large hand around your smooth thigh, even as it inches farther up by the second. He's still aware enough, however, to allow you to lean forward a little and grab the neck of your bottle and your glass. He smiles for the first time since this altercation when he hears your breath hitch in pleasure, legs tensing slightly in seek of friction.

As you somehow manage to pour the drink into your glass without spilling it, your eyes dart back up coldly to the man who's still standing there like a deer in headlights. You almost feel bad, but Jude's fingers begin digging into your thigh again, and any mercy you had is stripped away instantaneously. Maybe he's a bad influence in this way, but it's a thrill you wouldn't give up for anything. Your eyebrows furrow in judgment, your nose scrunching up just to seal the look of pure disgust.

Jude's hand leaves your thigh, and you sigh disappointingly at the loss of warmth and pressure. The displeasure is soon sidelined, though, when that hand flicks twice towards the man, a blatant fuck you, shoo, and then returns to rubbing up and down your side. It's like Jude knows just how to spur you on, how to weed out that twinge of evil that you're sure originates from your mother's side. Right now, you decide you want to reward him for giving you that spirit, reciprocally assure him you wholly belong to him, and it's that conviction that laces your spitting tongue with a ruinous venom,

"Why're you still here, freak?"

. a/pn(s) — Mean. Couples. ahehehaha.

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[illusionsdelusions101]

Long Distance ~Pablo Gavi

Type~ Fluff Word count~ 488 Note~ Shorter one! Should I start making oneshots of Gavi?

You run your hand through your hair one last time and see that the ringing noise has stopped and Gavi appears on your phone. "Hey bebe." He smiles. He's walking to somewhere and you hear a door close. He props the phone against a pillow, and he lies in bed, you, seeing your adorable boyfriend wrapping up in blankets.  "Hey amor." You respond, smiling. "How's it over there?" You giggle as he still shivers with the ungodly number of blankets around him. "Cold." He sighs, pouting slightly. Gavi was all the way over in Germany for a game, which left you back in your apartment in Barcelona. "How was your day?" He asks. "It was good! I got a lot of work done for college; you know that dreadful essay? I finished it!" You smile brightly, that essay dragged you through hell and back, so you were glad you actually finished it. "Seriously! I'm so proud of you bebe!" He grins. 

You hear a door open on Gavi's end. "HERMANO ITS SO FUCKING COLD DO YOU HAVE BLANKETS!?" You hear Pedri shout. He comes into the camera view with sweatpants and a huge hoodie. "Yeah, in the closet." He nods his head. "Thanks. Oh, hey Y/N!" Pedri waves from the back and goes out of view. "Hi Pedri!!" You exclaim. After a few minutes, you see Pedri wobble with around 5 blankets in his arms. "So does that mean I'm not allowed in here until the call is done?" Pedri speaks up. "Yeah hermano, go chill out at Hector's room." Gavi says. You hear a sigh and a door opening and closing. "So where were we hermosa?" Gavi smiles at you. You giggle at his sudden flirtatiousness. 

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"So anyway,-" You get cut off by the doorbell. "Who the hell would be here at 5pm..." You shrug and get up. "I don't know princesa, why don't you go check?" He smirks. You look into the camera with an eyebrow raised "I somehow think you have something to do with this." You say sceptically.  He laughs and ushers you to open the door. You run across your apartment and unlock your door. (lock doors always people!!) You see a man there with a huge bouquet of white tulips, your favourite. "Delivery for Y/N?" He says. "Yes, that's me." You say exasperated. "Here you go." He hands it to you with a smile and you return it. You close the door and lock it again, quickly running back to yours and Pablo's bedroom. "PABLOOOOOO!!" You squeal in delight. You hear him chuckle. You run and jump on the bed. "You got me these carñio?" You smile widely. "Yes, I did princesa." He smirks. You grab the card on the flowers and open it. 

"To my bonita, I'll be home soon. xx ~Your Pablo" 

You might not enjoy while he's away, but this is the reason he makes long distance better. 

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