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judebelle · 4 months

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Can I request Gavi? Xavi is y/n uncle and her and Gavi are a new couple; and they’re still at the shyness stage of dating. So y/n go into the locker room to talk to her uncle and the team is poking at Gavi to go hug or kiss his girlfriend.

perfect - p.g. x reader

a/n : this is so middle school crush coded i love it

cw : nothing this is just fluff lol

wc : 1.1k

pairing : pablo gavi x fem!reader

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you were sat in the vip section of a barcelona match. since your uncle was the manager, you got to sit up here and knew most of the players personally. some of them probably felt forced to interact with you since your uncle was their boss, but you didn't mind the thought of it.

one particular boy took a special liking to you around a month ago.

you and pablo had started talking more and he ended up asking you to be his girlfriend after a practice you had visited.

you two didn't get to see each other as nearly as you had wanted, partly because of pablo's busy schedule, and partly because you were both still very... awkward around each other.

although not seeing each other often, you two went on a few dates which were.. let's just say interesting.

during your first dinner date, pablo accidentally spilled a bit of water on your lap while trying to show you the missing button on his sleeve. you both ended up laughing it off, but you could tell he was embarrassed.

or when you two would walk together, your hands would occasionally brush against each other, urging some blushes and hesitant smiles.

pablo would fumble with his words whenever he tried to give you a compliment.

"your dress looks um.. you look really.. good, er- beautiful, or pretty, whatever you prefer."

you saw it as a cute innocence. you didn't mind having to wipe water off your skirt if you got to see that pink fluster creep up his cheeks every now and then.

you were shaken out of your thoughts as you heard cheers erupt from around you. joao felix had just scored the opener against antwerp on his debut. you stood up and cheered. you didn't know him too well yet, but him and pablo seemed to be hitting it off on the field.

some time passed, and the score was 3-0, one an own goal, and two from joao. you paid close attention to the game now, waiting for pablo to score. you had a feeling he would, and you didnt want to miss it.

once he actually scored, you couldn't contain your excitement, clapping and cheering for him with genuine enthusiasm. caught up in the moment, pablo shyly pointed towards you in the stands, and his face lit up with a proud smile at the sight of your applause. he sends a heart your way, making yours skip a beat.

pablo's teammates playfully teased him about his new romance, finding it cute to see two young people so smitten with each other.

the whistle blew, signalling the end of the game. you stood from your seat, grabbed your phone and lipgloss, applying as you walked down the stairs. you made your way to the tunnel to talk to your uncle and congratulate the team, specifically a special brown haired boy.

you didn’t see him around, so you waited for a bit, but grew impatient. you walked towards the locker room and pushed a knock against the door. “it’s me!” you called out, like usual.

the boys called out jumbled words, but you could make out your uncle’s “come in”. you pushed open the door to see him talking to the boys in the locker room, all still dressed in their kits. they drank water and listened to him intently.

he was going on about some new playing methods and strategies but also included how he was proud of their win. he sent the joao’s a smile and the locker room erupted in cheers. water was splashed around and they got some pats on the back. you congratulated them with a smile and turned to your uncle.

“congratulations, the team did well, courtesy of you, of course.” you flashed xavi a toothy grin and tucked a piece of hair behind your ear.

he smiled back and ruffled the hair you just fixed, earning a whine from you. “thank you, princesa. means a lot coming from someone like you.” he winked sarcastically before pressing a kiss to your forehead. you smiled softly at the gesture.

“so, i was wondering if-“ your words were cut off by hushed whispers and giggles coming from over xavi’s shoulder. you peered over to see jules poking pablo’s rib. pablo smacked his hand away in embarrassment before pedro made a kissing sound at him.

“stop, stop it!” pablo whisper shouted, a tinge of red creeping up his neck. fermin snuck up behind pablo and whispered to him in his ear before ushering him forward. “go say hi, she’s waitinggg!”

“seriously, can you guys not?!”

“oh come on, go give her a hug, lover boy” alejandro had joined in on the games too, messing pablo’s hair up before nudging pedro. “bro, look at how red his face is!” they both laughed at pablo who looked like steam was about to erupt from his ears.

his lips were caught in a pout, his fists balled up, and he was doing everything in his power not to look your way.

eventually, almost the whole squad had joined in on the teasing, pushing pablo towards you. xavi had moved to the side at this point, a admiring smirk playing on his lips as he watched an embarrassed pablo being shoved towards you.

you stood there awkwardly until you finally met face to face. he gulped nervously.

“hi..” he looked as if he’d just seen a ghost.

“hi?” your eyebrows furrowed at his widened eyes. after a few seconds of silence, you spoke again.

“congratulations, you played well.”

you sent him a soft smile so contagious he caught one too. “really?” it almost sounded as if he didn’t believe your words.

“your, um- your goal was my favourite..” you bit your lip and looked up at pablo through your eyelashes.

he was about to respond until a chant echoed through the room.

“hug! hug! hug! hug! hug!”

you felt the familiar heat rise up from your ears and saw an almost identical reflection on pablo’s face.

an apologetic smile snuck its way onto his face before he whispered out,

“may i?”

you couldn’t help but giggle before you opened your arms, ready for his embrace. your bodies connected and you nuzzled your head into the crook of his neck. you fit together so perfectly. his hands were unsure at first, but slowly secured around your waist, yours wrapped around his neck.

the room erupted in cheers and applause, some shouting out “aww” and “oooh”. you couldn’t help but laugh into pablo’s shoulder.

oh how perfect this felt.

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gavisfanta · 2 months

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Do a possessive Pablo smut?

VICTORIA'S SECRET - GAVI

summary: it's your birthday and Gavi buys you something from Victoria's Secret which you'll try out immediately.

a/n: I got a bit carried away, sorryy, not proof read!!

warning: A LOT LOT OF SMUT, 18+

"I don't know what to buy her for her birthday." Gavi put his hands into his pocket while he walked around with Pedri, Fermin, and Ferran.

"Buy her lingerie, trust me, women are head over heels for lingerie from men." Pedri mumbled and Gavi looked at Ferran for a confirmation. However, Ferran made a weird face and as he looked at Gavi he shook his head.

"Don't believe him," Ferran told Gavi, Pedri then raised his eyebrows as Fermin just watched the drama happen.

"What do you mean don't believe me? Trust me, I know what I'm talking about." Pedri tried to convince Gavi. Fermin laughed and he looked like he was about to say something.

"Says the one who only has one-night stands. You only get them horny, not in their normal state." Fermin said to which he earned a mad look from Pedri. However Gavi and Ferran burst out laughing.

"Bro woke up and chose violence," Ferran mumbled after he was done laughing.

"Okay, you know what, let's check out Victoria's Secret, I'll buy her lingerie and something else too." Gavi decided as soon as he saw the Victoria's Secret store.

"Sounds good to me." Pedri crossed his arms. "Imagine how that looks, 4 men looking at bras and panties."

"Looks like 4 gentlemen buying their girlfriends something," Ferran mumbled.

"Pedri for his one-night stands," Fermin added and Pedri hit the back of his head as the other two started laughing again.

"Okay let's go." Pedri mumbled and sped up his pace a bit. Gavi walked inside and quickly a woman who worked for the store walked over to them.

"Hey, can I help you?" She asked and Gavi nodded his head. Fermin and the others looked around the store while standing next to their friend.

"I'm looking for lingerie." He mumbled in a bit of a quieter voice. The woman smiled at his awkwardness and nodded her head.

"What color are you looking for?" She asked with the same grin on her face. Pedri looked at Gavi with a small smile on his lips. He loved how awkward and shy Gavi sometimes gets.

"Red" Ferran shot Pedri a look and Pedri raised his brows. Fermin shook his head with a smile as Pedri also made eye contact with him.

"Okay," The women looked around and then started walking to the lingerie. The four boys followed her. "What bra size does she have?" She asked.

"I don't know but they fit into my hands." Gavi lifted his hands and looked at them while Ferran, Fermin, and Pedri burst out laughing. Gavi looked back at them and found them laughing and holding their stomach.

The woman who worked at the store nodded her head as she tried to hide her smile. "Do you think this will fit her?" She asked.

"Wait let me call her, I don't want to buy anything wrong." Gavi pulled out his phone and Pedri shook his head while the corner of his lips were still pointing upwards.

Gavi called and dialed your number and you picked up almost immediately.

"Hey Love, I have a question, what's your bra size?" Gavi asked and Pedri stood closer to him so he would be able to hear what you said.

"Straight to the point." You laughed a bit which made Gavi smile too. "It's B." You said and Gavi nodded his head even tho you couldn't see him.

"Thanks love, bye, love you." Gavi hung up and then looked at the woman. "It's B."

"Vale, we have these in B and also a few of the blue ones if you want to check that out." She pointed at the red ones and blue ones.

"Thank you so much." He said and the woman walked away again, Gavi looked at the lingeries and one stuck out of all the others.

"I'll take this one." he immediately walked over and grabbed it, it was a red, two-piece lingerie.

"Sexy, I'd like to see you wear it Pablito." Pedri smiled a bit while Gavi went to pay and the three boys followed him.

"Gavi is gonna turn into one of Pedri's one-night stands-" Right after Fermin finished his sentence, he received a hit on the back of his head by Pedri.

"Don't act like you're not having one-night stand. I know what kind of kid you are." Pedri pointed his finger at Fermin who was too scared to say anything and just stood there.

"Okay come on let's go." Gavi mumbled after he paid and received the lingerie in a bag. He couldn't wait any longer, he had to see you wear it.

Sadly he just HAD to wait.

So at midnight just after he congratulated you, he gifted you the shoes you've always wanted but were too expensive.

"But what did you need my bra size for?" You asked and he smiled while grabbing under the bed and pulling out a Victoria's Secret bag.

Your eyes widened and you couldn't help but smile. Then you covered your face with your hands while Gavi gave you the bra and the red thong.

"Wear it" Gavi mumbled in a strict voice and you couldn't help but smile. You took them from his hands, winked at him, went into the bathroom, and got changed.

Gavi meanwhile took off his shirt and changed into some Barcelona shorts.

Just as you opened the door to the bedroom again, you noticed that the lights were switched off. The only light coming from behind you is from the bathroom.

"Fuck," Gavi whispered as you walked closer to him and spun around. He got a perfect look at your tits and your ass, he felt himself get even harder by just looking at you.

"Fuck what?" You asked and wrapped your arms around his neck while going closer to him.

"If you won't stop this, you." Gavi gave you a look while he put his hands on your waist and looked at your body. "Why do you never wear lingerie? I'm about to come into my pants." Gavi mumbled and his hands moved from your waist down to your hips. Then he suddenly pulled you closer and you felt his boner poke against your skin.

"Cause I want you to come inside of me and not into your pants." You mumbled and Gavi only laughed a little bit.

"You look awesome in everything, how do you manage to do that hm? How did I manage to pull you?" He asked you, but the only response you gave was a small kiss on his lips. After that, you stood with your back facing the bed and then sat down. He looked at you as you opened up your legs and he saw that red lingerie sitting perfectly between your legs.

He inhaled sharply as he looked at you, and then his eyes moved up to your face again after you closed your legs.

"You need to show something, Amor" You mumbled and then turned on your stomach while grabbing your phone from the nightstand.

Gavi was left standing there, his boner in his pants and an awfully good look on your ass.

Gavi shook his head and walked closer to the bed until eventually he crawled over you. Your hips were between his legs ad he had his hands on your ass, groping them slightly.

"Show what? How much I love you?" Gavi leaned down to kiss your back and he pushed your hair out the way so he'd be able to reach your neck too.

"For example." You said in a bit of a teasing tone and then turned around.

"You're the birthday girl, do you wanna have control?" Gavi smiled and looked down at you."I'd like to try, but I can't guarantee anything." You laughed and Gavi just nodded his head and then left himself fall down next to you on his back.

"If you can't handle it just say so, you know I love to be the one in control." He turned his head to look at you getting on top of him.

You put extra much weight on his crotch with your hips and then leaned forward to his face. His lips felt soft on yours as soon as you connected them.

Then you pushed your lips harder, more passionate, needier. He grabbed your ass and started groping it as you moved your hips back and forth slowly.

"Take off my pants princesa" Gavi pushed you back a bit and you felt his hard dick below you. You hooked your fingers underneath the waistband of his shorts and boxer shorts at the same time and pulled them down.

His hard dick jumped out of his boxers and hit his lower abdomen as you just smiled. You then sat down on his lower stomach and pulled him into a kiss. However, you lifted up your hips a bit and then pumped your hand up and down Gavi's dick a few times. Then you rubbed your clit with his tip and then eventually you pulled away.

He was holding your hips as he rocked his own hips a bit upwards, needy to be inside of you.

"Tranquilo Amor, tranquilo." You smiled and then pushed his tip in. Then just to tease him you started moving your hips in a circular motion before sinking down on him fully.

A loud moan escaped your mouth as you felt him filling you out and his dick poking your cervix. You felt him so deep inside of you that you needed to regain a bit of strength.

Gavi wasn't doing any better, well he was basically floating with so much pleasure as he looked down at where you two were connecting. Skin slapping was heard in the entire house probably while you threw your head back.

"You're doing so well." Gavi praised you, and then you looked down at him, his face sweaty and his hair sticking to his forehead. You ran your hands along his abs which were shiny as to also being covered in sweat.

It only took you a few more movements after you felt your high come up and he noticed it too. So he held your hips in one place and thrusted up into you at a rapid speed.

"Fuck Gavi-" You moaned out and then leaned forward as you came. You basically collapsed on top of him as he came too. The warm load of his cum filled you up as you were still on top of him.

"You did so great" Gavi praised you again as you tried to catch your breath. He proceeded to plant a few kisses on your neck and everything he could reach without moving you.

You sat up on his lower stomach after you regained your strength and caught your breath.

"So 18 more rounds?" Gavi asked with a smile as he squeezed the flesh of your hips a bit.

Your eyes widened at his question and your mouth hung slightly open. "Why do you want to do 18 more rounds?"

"Well, you turned 19 today, I thought it'd be fitting." He laughed a bit and you smiled while you shook your head.

"I don't care, but I definitely won't be on top." You said and felt Gavi's hand run up on your back. He quickly turned the two of you around so that you were caught below him.

"You're a bottom then?" He smiled a bit as he was now the one looking down at you. A soft smile was visible on your lips as you pushed his hair back.

"I love bottoming out, to be honest." You laughed and he winked at you as he looked down at your body.

"So are you in for another round?" His gaze shifted from your body to your eyes again.

To be honest, you didn't wanna tell him that this was exactly how you had planned out this night in your hand.

"Always" You mumbled and he nodded his head as he grabbed down to massage his balls and pump his hand up and down his dick a few times.

Then he pushed your thong aside and started teasing your clit with his tip. "Gavi!" You told him as he then removed his dick from your clit and looked at you with a smile.

"Okay, sorry, sorry." He pushed himself inside of you again and you arched your back up against his body.

"Okay, you can move." You mumbled and Gavi started thrusting in and out of you at a rapid speed.

"You're doing so well, hold still for me, yeah?" Gavi praised you and he then removed one of his hands from the bed and pushed himself up onto his knees.

He then pulled you closer by your thighs and then put one of your legs over his shoulder.

That allowed him to reach deeper inside of you and you felt his tip hitting your cervix.

You whined as he did so, Gavi looked at you with a bright smile and then put one of his left hands on your lower stomach. He pressed down on there and you threw your head back as you gripped the sheets tightly into your fists as you felt your second orgasm wash over you. He kept fucking you through your orgasm which meant that you moaned out louder than before. He sent you into oversensivity and you clenched around him which made it a bit more difficult for him to move. But he thrusted inside of you, no matter what you did, and as his thrusts became slower you knew that he was close.

He finished inside of you and you whined as he pulled out of you for a second.

Then just a few seconds later he pushed himself inside of you again and made sure that you finished too, for the third time.

Gavi then stopped for a few seconds and put his head on your stomach, just below your chest.

"I'm suggesting a change of location," Gavi mumbled and you smiled a bit as he lifted his head up again.

"What location are you suggesting?" You asked. "I was thinking of shower sex, we could also do the whirlpool tho." Gavi smiled and your lips immediately curled up into a smile.

"How about both?" That answer made Gavi excited and he stood up. "I'd say shower first, since it's closer." Gavi lifted you off the bed and walked into the bathroom with you.

He put you down onto the counter as he then took off your thong and he got on his knees in front of the counter. He pushed your legs wide open and started licking your clit.

You moaned softly as you had your hand in his brown locks and then he started fucking you with his thong soon after.

You felt as he also started rubbing your clit with his other hand which he wasn't holding your tight with.

"Gavi, seriously, this night is gonna be so long-" You whined as you felt his tongue accelerate.

"That's what our goal is no?" He looked up at you, he looked so hot, his face full of your juices, his cheeks red, his lips plumped up and slightly red too.

"Mhm" You mumbled and he smiled, that look made you clench around nothing. He then pushed two fingers inside of you and kept licking your clit.

That made you orgasm for the fourth time that night. Your legs started shaking as Gavi stood up to lick the remaining substances off of his lips and you swore that you could have came a fifth time at just the sight of him.

"Let's go into the shower," he said after a few minutes of massaging your tighs. You threw your head back and only laughed as he stood closer to you.

Your legs quickly wrapped around his torso as he lifted you up and walked into the shower with you.

He put you down but you were still hanging onto him since your legs were barely able to hold you.

He pinned you against the wall as he turned on the water.

You smiled as you looked at him, by his gaze shifting from the showerhead to your body from time to time and by his dick twitching, you could tell. You're not done by far.

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highdreaming · 1 year

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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!

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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ts1m1kas · 6 months

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Original Ask: Can you do a jealous Pablo gavi please ❤️ (@yamibami)

Word Count: 477 words

(author's note: hope it's okay for you my love 🩷 i appreciate the request !!)

Pablo breathed a sigh of relief. He usually hated the early mornings and harsh reality of waking up at ungodly hours for training. However, today was different. His girlfriend had been begging to come to training with him for a while and his coach had finally given him the okay.

“Preciosa, it’s time to wake up.” His girlfriend whined and pushed herself further under the plush embrace of the bedcovers. Pablo smiled at her actions and got up out of bed, hoping she would follow.

He padded down the stairs and set the coffee machine off, the sounds of its gentle whirring filling the small apartment. Sure enough, Gavi heard the footsteps of Y/N down the hallway as he was opening the cupboard to pull out her mug. They silently went about their morning, with Pablo pressing the occasional kiss to the crown of his girlfriend’s head.

Once the pair were ready, they set off to the Barcelona training ground. Pablo led his girlfriend through the halls and onto the astroturf. But unbeknownst to the pair who were too caught up in eachother, Y/N had caught the eye of a trainee photographer.

As she got herself settled in the viewing area, Gavi was welcomed by his teammates who waved at Y/N once they realised she was here.

Once the team had begun training and were completely engrossed in their drills, the photographer from earlier stepped out of the building, eager to talk to the beautiful girl he had seen pass him in the corridor not too long ago. When he spotted her sat on the bleachers, absorbed in watching the team practice, he seized his opportunity.

“Hey, I’m Eli!”, he introduced himself to Y/N, who jumped, not realising he was stood in front of her.

“Oh - Hello”, she said smiling, “Have we met?, I’m Y/N.”

Eli’s smile got even bigger, “No we haven’t, I’m a photographer for the team.”

As he rambled on, Pedri noticed his teammate's girlfriend making her new acquaintance and turned to alert him, “Hermano, seems like your girl is having fun.”

Gavi’s head swung around to see his girl talking with a man he’d never seen before and he was overtaken with disgust. He stormed over to where the two were talking and plastered a smile onto his face.

“Mi amor, how are you?”, Pablo asked calmly as he slid onto the seat next to her, wrapping his arm around her waist and pressing a kiss to her temple.

Eli stuttered when he realised the mistake he had made and scurried off into the main building.

“Pablo!”, Y/N laughed, “You didn’t have to terrify the poor boy!”

Pablo scoffed, pulling her closer to him, “Just showing him what’s mine.”

He then jumped up and ran back to the others, but not before throwing a wink her way.

#pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavi #fc barcelona #football #fanfic #fanfiction #pablo gavi x y/n #pablo gavi x you #by ts1m1kas

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i4bellingham · 1 year

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ATTENTION: pablo gavi x reader

SYNOPSIS: in you're stumped with school works and gavi just wants you to spare him some time for cuddles.

NOTE: my first ever gavi fic hooray! *pops confetti* i literally wrote this instead of fixating my time to do my school works but i realized that school works doesn't give me a peace of mind unlike writing fanfiction does so of course i’d rather be here than do my school stuff-

If he could burn the pile of folders and papers stacked on your study table, Gavi definitely would.

But since he knows that it's important that you finish them and submit those papers to whichever nuisance gave them to you in the very first place, Gavi simply scoffed, pouted his lips, crossed his arms over his chest before the door closed right in front of his face.

You literally closed the door in front of him when he's sulking because hey! He can behave himself when you're studyingㅡ or doing those god forsaken school works.

You didn't have to shut him out, but you did. And that made the 18 year old frown even more before walking away, deciding to stay in the living room instead.

On the other hand, you began filing the papers that were due at an earlier date, placing them to your right and separating the rest to the left.

It was such a pain in the ass but you needed to graduate, at least one between you and Gavi needs to finish their studies for the sake of your future, your own future. And it's immediately concluded that it'd be you, seeing as how much Gavi already flourishes in his sport.

And you wanted to make a name for yourselfㅡ not wanting to be known simply as Gavi’s significant other when you know you can pave a way for your own success, hence why you're trying your best in college.

You are aware of Gavi's current disposition after you slammed the door shut in front of his face.

He had the tendency to be a tad bit overdramatic, clingy and just borderline possessive of your time and attention. He wants all of it to be directed to him but after a few months of competing with your resolute drive to do well in your studies, he had to make the adjustments in himself.

And as much as it pains him, he's actually very proud that you're steering your path to where you want it to. No matter if he has to fight inanimate papers for you to pay a semblance of attention to him, Gavi is happy and proud of you, knowing well that college in general wasn't an easy path to take and you're diving into it with determination and confidence.

Sighing, you began flipping through your tasks, wanting to finish a good portion of it just as much as you boyfriend.

It wasn’t until 4 hours later since you've started, already managing to finish 5 activities and 2 drafts for your literary essays when your phone pinged.

from: gavi 💛

around what time are you gonna pay attention to me?

You snort, pausing from stapling your papers as you lean back on your chair. You began typing your reply.

to: gavi 💛

i literally just talked to you not even 20 minutes ago when you brought me food

from: gavi 💛

SO?????

You chuckle, picturing him rolling his eyes at your response.

to: gavi 💛

just how much attention do you need pablo? 🙄

from: gavi 💛

ALL OF IT??? IS THAT EVEN A QUESTION

You shake your head, closing your phone before pocketing it and then turning the lights to your desk lamp off.

You stretched your body for a few minutes, releasing a groan when you hear your joints cracking before walking over to the door, twisting the knob open and letting yourself out.

Gavi was lying down on the sofa when you reached the living room, feet on the back rest with his head hanging at the edge of the seat.

“You’ll get dizzy when you stay in that position for much longer Gavi.”

Gavi turns his head to you with a sigh. “You were gone for hours.”

“Well I'm here now aren't I?” You pat his cheek, moving to sit down next to him.

Gavi lays his head on your lap, throwing his phone on the coffee table before wrapping an arm around your waist.

“I was bored.” You can almost hear the pout in his voice as he close his eyes, nuzzling his face on your stomach as you began running your fingers through his hair.

“When are you ever not bored?”

“When you're with me.” He immediately replies. “I don’t get bored when you're with me.”

You roll your eyes playfully, throwing your head back against the soft cushion. “What do you peg me for? A comedian? A clown?”

“A nice company.” He tilts his head, chuckling at the way your mouth went agape at his answer.

You clear your throat before flicking his forehead.

“You’re such a smooth talker aren't you?”

Gavi grabs your free hand, kissing each knuckles before placing it over his cheeks.

“Just with you...”

You don't say anything, you don't comment on how red his own cheeks had gotten. He doesn't say add anything too.

Gavi pats the space beside him, silently asking you to lay with him and you silently do. He reaches a hand out to brush away the stray hair that fell on your face, letting you adjust yourself comfortably beside him with your head now over his chest.

Gavi wraps an arm around you, entangling your feet together before he leans down to kiss your forehead while rubbing slow circles on your back.

The two of you don’t say anything for a while, letting the silence prevail as you bask in the company of the otherㅡ Gavi's need for attention finally solved.

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Hii can u do gavi having a crush on actress reader and he reveals it after being asked abot his celeb crush in an interview :))

interview crush | pg6

pairing: pablo gavi x actress!reader, honorary guests: pedri gonzalez and eric garcia

a/n: my first gavi fic!! exciting stuff

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“Favourite movie?” the interviewer asked the three Barca players in front of her.

Eric glanced at Gavi with a soft smile. He knew how nervous the younger teammate got during interviews, so he and Pedri had tried to discreetly answer the more loaded questions, leaving the mostly harmless ones to Gavi. It had worked well so far, so Eric expected him to answer this one as well but to his surprise, Pedri spoke first.

“I know which one Gavi likes,” he said, amusement clear in his voice. Eric looked at him questioningly, but Pedri didn’t notice. He was too busy smirking at Gavi as his cheeks tinted a deep shade of pink.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Gavi mumbled, eyes stubbornly fixed on the ground. Eric looked between his two teammates, obviously feeling like he was missing something.

“What is it?” The interviewer asked, her eyes shining with curiosity. Eric spared her a glance, having forgotten that she was there for a brief second. He turned back to the boys.

When neither of them answered, Pedri nudged Gavi playfully in the ribs and turned back to the interviewer. “We were watching this movie last week and Gavi was crushing hard on the main actress–”

“I wasn’t!”

Pedri only shot him an amused look and continued like he hadn’t spoken. “He wouldn't stop talking about her, so I told him I know her through a friend and I could easily set them up, but he refused and told me...what you did say? Oh, right, he told me he would not pass me the ball in our next match if I introduced her to him. You would’ve thought I was threatening to kidnap his family.” He chuckled and the others laughed while Gavi rolled his eyes, a small smile playing on his lips.

“I just thought her character was pretty cool,” he said, still avoiding everyone’s eyes.

“Of course.” Pedri raised an eyebrow. “That’s why you’ve seen the movie only about seven times since.”

Understanding dawned on Eric and he quickly put a hand on Gavi’s shoulder to make him look at him. “Is that what you've been watching on your phone?” The boy continued to avoid his gaze, so Eric turned to the interviewer with a wide grin. “He’s been walking around with his phone in his hand and I thought he was watching a video or something. He never wanted to tell me, but now it all makes perfect sense. Our little Gavi has a crush on–”

“Nobody!” Gavi cut him off, sending him a wide-eyed look, but Eric only laughed and held up his hands in front of him. He had never seen him look so distressed before. It was hilarious.

“Alright, fine.” Eric's eyes twinkled. “Nobody.”

“Oh, come on,” the interviewer said, not ready to let this go, “we want to know! Give us a tip, at least.”

Gavi crossed his arms and put on his best smile, praying that no one could tell that his heart was pounding like crazy. “The tip is that you’ll never find out.”

Pedri snorted and rolled his eyes. “It’s Y/N.”

“Pedri!”

Eric bent over, laughing hard.

“Y/N Y/L/N?” Interviewer was almost giddy as she looked at them.

“Yeah, her,” Pedri replied, grinning when Gavi put his head in his hands.

His voice was muffled when he spoke. “I’m never going to pass you the ball again.”

Eric almost fell out of the chair from how much he was laughing.

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this one’s pretty short but i told myself that i can only allow myself another sideblog if i actually write on it, so it’s short fics or nothing lol stay hydrated friends!

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SEVEN DAYS OF REQUESTS (DAY 2)

Fermin Lopez x Reader - You or Me Part 4/4

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Request - my request is something like you are best friends with fermin (or gavi) and he’s madly in love with you but you don’t know about it so when you start seeing someone (possibly another footballer) he gets jealous and does something outrageous like posts a story with a photo of yours which is odd considering he’s never done it before and the person you’re seeing gets mad and you also get mad because it’s obvious he’s doing it for another reason and have an argument with him when he confesses his true feelings in a moment of weakness which causes you to take a step back but you soon realize you’re actually more into him than you knew and go to him late at night and make out

Enjoy!

Fermin woke up to a spinning hotel room. The lights from behind the curtains blinded his eyes. "Make it stop." He groaned, begging for Gavi to hear his plea and wake up. He fucked up big time last night and now Y/N was never gonna know how he felt about her.

"Make what stop?" A voice muttered.

Fermin froze. The gentle voice made him shift in bed. Suddenly his blurry vision cleared at the sight of....

"Y/N?"

She lay facing him, a smile on her face, hair tousled and her lips puffy from sleep.

"I'm dreaming." Fermin sighed.

"Good morning to you too" she said, snuggling closer to him.

He was taken aback. "I'm not dreaming?"

Y/N wrinkled her nose. "Why would you be dreaming?"

"Because I fucked up real bad last night and you'd never want to talk to me again, let alone lay in a bed with me."

"Hmm?" Y/N chuckled. "I guess you must be dreaming then."

Fermin's heart melted feeling the softness of her skin, Y/N's legs caressed his under the covers. She was there. She was real, he thought. "I'm not dreaming."

She smiled, although her eyes remained shut. "No. No you're not."

He reached out to hold her hand. "I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry about last night. Camilla told me about you and...."

Her eyes flung open. "Camilla lied to you, Fermin. Garnacho and I are only friends.

He nodded. "I believe you. Will you forgive me?"

Y/N giggled and leaned in to kiss him. "It's okay, I forgive you," she said. "Besides, I'm just happy to be here with you."

"You are?" Fermin's eyes widened in surprise.

Y/N leaned in to kiss him again, this time with a hand caressing his cheek. "Yes, since my room is now invaded by some of the academy boys' dirty laundry."

Fermin frowned. "It is? How?"

Y/N's smile was devious. "Let's just say that Gavi helped me pile it onto Camilla's bed. Surely she's had more than a rough night's sleep considering the smell."

Fermin smiled. Not because he shared the joy for Y/N's sweet revenge on her friend. He smiled because he didn't dream. She was there. She was real. Y/N was finally his.

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This wasn’t in your sketches

part 1

welcome to my first longer story, I don’t know how many parts it will have but it’s safe to say I have the whole fic planned out. I’m going to work on requests between uploading this, don’t worry.that’s all, enjoy :)

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You woke up one morning with a call from your manager, informing you about a job opportunity you could only dream of. You always had passion for creating ,pulling together different supplies and materials, sketching stuff. That’s how you ended up applying for a Nike designing contest at 18 years old and actually winning it, earning yourself a job at Nike. You were put under your loving manager, Carla. She was in her 30s and had a very bubbly personality. But she could be too much at times. Like right now.

“Buen día beautiful, i assumed you were up so I called!” her voice echoed trough your phone. It was only 8am and you had a free day today.

“Yeah I’m up” you said without even opening you eyes.

“Awesome! You won’t believe what a deal I got for you. I’ve managed to get a famous footballer to model the new spring collection pieces that YOU will design!”

Your eyes snapped open and you jumped up in bed.

“How come? Why me? Isn’t there a lot of other, more experienced designers here?”

“Oh honey please, I wanted to make an opportunity for you. Plus Gavi is already a Nike athlete so his manager was happy to let him do this!”

“Gavi? Like Pablo Gavi?”

“We will have a first meeting with him tomorrow, so you can get to know him a bit and see what prefrences he has! Have a good day!” and she hung up. You were sitting in bed for another 15 minutes, just thinking about what just happened. Suddenly, your stomach started doing flips, what if you screw up?

Tomorrow came fast, you woke up, got ready and met up with Carla so you can go together. You were meeting up in your studio. As you entered the room behind Carla, Gavi was already there with his manager.

“Hello, I’m glad you two could make it today!” She yelled, greeting both men.

“Hi Carla, nice to finally meet you in person” Gavi’s manager said. Carla started chattering about the project before finishing with presenting you.

“I put her in charge of this project, cause she’s young and I wanna see her rise in this job. She has a lot of potential” she said, her arms pointing at your direction. You took a step forward and introduced yourself. Before you could say anything else, Carla inturrupted you once again.

“Okay! How about we grab some coffee in the cafeteria outside, while they finish everything up?” she said, grabbing Gavi’s manager by the arm and practically pulling him away.

“Are you sure? We should-“

“Oh of course I’m sure! You two will work great” she said,looking at you, before dragging the man outside. You let out a sigh before nervously turning to Gavi who sat in the chair, manspreading with his arms crossed against his chest. He was wearing a white hoodie and some black cargos.

“I’m sorry, she’s a handful” you said, trying to read Gavi’s expression.

“I can see that” he said, letting out a breathy laugh before making eye contact with you.

“Alright, let me just check the information I have” you said, opening some files on your computer so you can escape his intense gaze “I don’t have your measurements so-“

“How old are you?” Gavi cut you off.

With a confused look you turned your head around to look at him

“Why?”

“Cause you look younger than me”

“I just turned 19”

“How are you 19 and work as a main designer for Nike?” he said, making a face.

You put down some papers you were rummaging trough and faced him with your whole body, while leaning against the table.

“You’re 18 and cost 90 million, do you really want to talk about this?” you asked sarcastically.

“Do you only see me as a price tag?” he asked now obviously irritated by your statement.

“Me personally, no. But half of the football world does”

“What are you now, a football expert?” Gavi said, irritation more evident in every sentence he said. For the first time today you were glad Carla inturruped the conevrsation by opening the door slightly.

“Is everything okay?” she asked, smiling like usual.

You composed yourself and turned to her with a loving expression on your face.

“Yes, everything is perfect” you replied, relaxing your face as soon as she left.

Turning your attention back to Gavi who was looking at you with his signature frown.

“Can you get up so I can measure you?”

Without a word, he got up from his seat and you walked over to him. You knew he wasn’t tall but the fact that your faces were so close to each other made you swallow, before returning to the task. You instructed him to hold one end of the measuring tape as you bent down. While you were trying to read the number accurately, Gavi spoke up.

“Do you do this often?”

You looked up at him, confused.

“Excuse me?”

Gavi was looking down at you, trying to keep a straight face.

“Get on your knees for men you meet for the first time?”

There was a few seconds of you two just staring down at each other, before you stood up. Your faces were now even closer than before but you didn’t care. Gavi was looking straight at you, lips curving into a smirk.

“If my job wasn’t hanging on this, I would slap the shit out of you right now” you said in his face. Before he could say anything else, you finished what you were doing and turned around to write down the numbers.

“Anything else?” he asked.

You looked back at him for a second before leaving the studio. Yes, there was something else, there was a lot of things to discuss but you were not capable of doing that today, not after that comment. The golden boy will have to make time for an extra meeting. As you were about to cross the street to reach Carla, Gavi came rushing to you.

“Hey it was a joke. I thought you have a sense of humor like that, that’s all”

“I saw enough of your temper on the field to expect such behaviour but not like this” you replied.

“Well good thing this isn’t a football pitch and I don’t act like that in everyday situations”

You turned around to face him.

“In that case I also don’t forgive with a pat on the shoulder”. Gavi was trying to form a sentance but you stopped him “I’m a big coffee lover” you said before crossing the street.

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where the sidewalk ends | pablo gavi

🎃 synopsis: Sofie meets an ex-hookup during a Halloween party. The full moon is high in the sky, the Summer they shared is now only a memory, and there are weirder things to worry about. warnings: alcohol consumption, smut, spooky themes, social media, fluff (Wc: 3k)

(this is a sequel to ibiza night fever, but can be read as standalone)

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“But all the magic I have known I've had to make myself.” ― Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends

It’s finally October, every melancholic girl's favorite time of the year. After a breakup and a much-needed Hot Girl Summer, what Sofie needed was a Sad Girl Autumn, and she’s been taking advantage of the season.

She started doing yoga and has been reading a lot more; you can confirm that by checking her Insta feed – she’s been filling it with intellectual aesthetic pics.

Strolls through the park, loud sighs, pumpkin spice drinks—anything that makes her look like the protagonist of a pretentious European indie film.

Tonight, though, is a special night. Tonight Sofie is a sexy Barbie Cowgirl, and she’s accompanied by Black Swan, Sleeping Beauty, and Carrie. Or, Chiara, Luisa and Becca, as they are known the rest of the year.

It’s Luisa’s annual Halloween party. It’s been a hit since the first edition and the first time Sofie will be attending it as a single lady.

If the last few months have taught her anything, it is how to be casual, or at least how to appear casual. Sofie was focused on having fun, holding her phone in one hand and a gin tonic drink in another. She scrolled through social media while taking another sip. She wasn't trying to arrive already drunk at the party, only to loosen up a bit.

She and her friends have already posted their outfits; half of them were already at the party. Sofie took a deep breath, put away her phone and walked out of the door.

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When Sofie walks into the party, she gasps with excitement. The decor was straight out of a Halloween movie. A fog machine was filling the room with mist, cobwebs were hanging all over the place. Jack-o'-lanterns grinned from every nook and cranny, their flickering faces casting playful shadows, giving the whole scene a spooky, dimly lit charm.

It was clear Luisa had gone all in to make this party amazing.

And the guests really brought their A-game in the costume department. Among the crowd, there was a wickedly realistic zombie, a time-traveling Doctor Who, a whimsical unicorn with a shimmering horn and even a comically oversized banana. The variety was as entertaining as it was impressive.

Music was thumping from the speakers, mixing old-school Halloween hits with some current jams, setting the mood for the night.

Sofie's eyes locked onto a familiar face in the sea of costumes – it was Pedri, dressed like a pirate and laughing at something Rebecca said. He looked a bit different since she last saw him, sporting a cool beard that suited him perfectly.

Sofie wasn’t surprised to see the two chatting; Becca and Pedri have been in a complicated long-distance situationship since they met in Ibiza, in the summer. But seeing the football player at the party gave Sofie goosebumps, as she tried to forget her own antics in the Spanish island.

She goes on to greet the couple.

“Cool beard, you really committed to the theme, didn't you?” Sofie jokes about his costume and Pedri laughs. “What are you doing in town, anyway?”

They were in Lisbon, far away from Barcelona, where he should be. Sofie half asks because she worries about her friend ending up heartbroken, but she’s mostly scared that his answer might get herself in trouble.

“We had a game here last night. Figured we could stay for the party.” Pedri winks.

We. There it was, what Sofie was scared of.

“We?” She asks, anyway, even though she knows the answer.

Pedri then tilts his head to the other side of the room, pointing at something. Or someone. When Sofie looks, she’s met with a figure standing by the door, somebody wearing a Ghostface costume. She rolls her eyes and looks back at Becca.

“I’m getting a drink, have fun you two!” Sofie says.

“Don’t get lost!” Becca yells and Sofie gives her a thumbs-up and a nod, but the moment she turns away, the music swallows her up. Luisa's mansion was like a maze. Sofie knew she was in for a tough time trying to do what Becca had asked.

The music was blaring, making it feel like she'd stepped into a nightclub. There were chill-out rooms with people sprawled on fancy couches, a glittering dance floor with a DJ dropping beats, and dimly-lit hallways that seemed to lead to who-knows-where.

Sofie's search for a drink brought her to a bustling room, where she was comforted by another known face, Chiara. She was dressed as Black Swan and deep into a lively, tipsy, philosophical convo with a small group of friends.

Sofie couldn't resist joining the shenanigans. "Hey, Chiara," she chimed in, with a wide grin, “what are you guys talking about?”

Chiara turned her swan-like gaze toward Sofie, her theatrical makeup adding extra drama to her expression. "Oh, you know, the meaning of life, the universe, and why we all wear costumes on Halloween," she replied, her words accompanied by giggles from her friends.

Sofie grabbed a chair and got cozy, all set to dive into the amusing and philosophical banter.

But the conversation didn’t last long; A muffled scream suddenly pierced through the party chatter, instantly grabbing their attention. Sofie and Chiara exchanged a concerned look.

"Did you hear that?" Sofie asked, her eyes darting around the room.

Chiara nodded, her curiosity piqued. "Yeah, that sounded pretty real. We should check it out."

They both rose from their seats, leaving their group of friends momentarily and headed in the direction of the mysterious scream.

Sofie and Chiara followed the sound down a dimly lit corridor. The place was spooky, and their nerves were on edge, so they just froze, waiting to see what would happen next.

They exchanged nervous glances, ears perked up, hoping to catch any hint of what had caused that scream. The whole scene felt like something out of a suspense movie, and they were bracing themselves for a sinister revelation.

“Hey,”

The girls screamed at the voice behind them, as they jumped in shock. With a hand on her chest, Sofie took a deep breath, looking back to the figure standing now in front of her. Ghostface.

He took off his mask in a hurry. It was Gavi, and he tried to show them there was no need to be scared.

“It’s just me…” Gavi says.

Sofie and Chiara breathed a collective sigh of relief. Sofie was particularly happy to see that it was Pablo, and for a moment, she considered giving him a hug. But that thought made her freeze in her tracks, and her mind drifted back to their time in Ibiza, and the nights they shared. They hadn't talked since then.

“Is everything okay?” Gavi asks, torn between wanting to laugh at their reaction and genuine concern.

“We just heard something weird,” Chiara begins to explain.

Then, out of nowhere, loud banging noises erupted from the same place they'd heard the scream. The sudden, unexpected noise sent a fresh wave of tension through the group.

Sofie, swallowing hard, spoke up. "So, we came here to check it out..."

Pablo, shaking his head with a sly grin, says, "I don't know, I'm not super into the idea of investigating 'bang' sounds." He shot Sofie a knowing look.

“Do you think that that's somebody having sex?” Sofie asks, almost relieved at the possibility, since she had not considered it.

Chiara doesn't buy the theory, it doesn't sound to her like somebody is having a good time. “But if it's something serious, we should at least make sure everyone's safe." She says.

Pablo relented with a sigh. "Alright, fine. Let's check it out. But stick close, and let's not turn this into a horror movie cliche, okay?" He jokes.

With cautious steps, they followed the sounds down the corridor until they reached a closed bedroom door. The weird rhythmic banging noises were definitely coming from inside, and a mix of curiosity and fear gripped them.

Gathering their courage, they exchanged one last glance before Gavi, the designated leader of the group, slowly turned the doorknob. The door creaked open, revealing the dark room on the other side.

When they pushed the door open, they were in for a surprise – a room filled with Roomba vacuum cleaners gone rogue. The little bots were spinning around, bumping into furniture, and beeping like they were part of some bizarre dance routine. It was like a small-scale robot rebellion.

Gavi burst into a loud laugh, "Seems like the robots have picked Halloween for their big uprising, huh?"

“That’s why I don't trust robots…” Sofie says, tip-toeing closer to Pablo, trying to avoid the bots.

“What about the scream?” Chiara couldn't help but bring up the initial reason for their investigation.

The group tenses up once again, remembering what brought them here in the first place.

"It was me," came a voice from the corner of the room. Luisa was sitting down, carefully wrapping a band-aid around her toes. "One of these things nearly took my toe out, and I don't even know how to turn them off."

With everything finally making sense, the group gathered their efforts to grab the rogue Roombas. After some trial and error, they successfully managed to turn off the little vacuum cleaners and carefully piled them up in a closet.

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Pablo and Sofie stayed behind after hushing the girls back to the party. In the dimly lit bedroom, it was just the two of them. Pablo sat at the edge of the bed, and Sofie stood by the window. They both felt the urge to talk but weren't sure where to start or what to say. The unspoken tension loomed in the room.

Should they bring up Ibiza? Or should they pretend like nothing happened? They exchanged glances every now and then but mostly remained silent as they gathered their thoughts.

"It's pretty crowded out there..." Sofie says, her thoughts interrupted by the party noise.

Gavi cleared his throat, nodding in agreement. "Yeah, I know... This is better. I prefer being alone."

Sofie couldn't help but giggle,"Well, you're not entirely alone. I'm right here, you know."

Pablo met her gaze and said, "When I'm with you, it doesn't feel like there's anybody else in the room." Gavi's face flushed like a tomato, and his eyes nearly popped out of his head when he realized what he had just let slip. "Do you... um, understand what I'm saying?" he mumbled, his words stumbling out as he anxiously awaited Sofie's response.

“I feel the same way.” Sofie says, her words escaping before she could even fully process what she was saying.

A palpable tension hung in the air as they locked eyes. It felt like an unspoken challenge to see who would look away first. It was like a silent game of vulnerability chicken, and neither of them was ready to blink.

In an instant, Gavi was right in front of her, his hand gently resting on her hips. His eyes pleaded for permission. Sofie, taken aback by his bold move, simply nodded, her eyes fixed on his lips.

He kissed her hungrily and passionately. Their minds immediately turned into a total mess, as they both desperately tried to savor the moment while also trying to let each other know just how much they'd missed this.

Sofie instinctively placed one hand on his chest, while running her fingers through his soft hair with the other. Pablo deepened the kiss, taking his time exploring her mouth and playfully licking her bottom lip.

He carefully guided her to the bed, lowering himself onto her. Their lips finally parted, leaving them breathless and flushed.

They stared into each other’s eyes intently. They couldn’t wait anymore. The desire between them was so strong, neither of them could speak. They both just wanted each other, no more holding back.

Sofie grabbed him tightly by the neck, pulling him closer. After gasping for air, Gavi brought his lips to her again, his hands moving down her sides and gripping her waist firmly.

She took off her shirt and Pablo gently pulled off her lacy pink bra.

“I missed them so much.” Gavi jokes, looking at her breasts. Sofie gives a playful slap on his arm.

“I missed you too.” She whispers in his ears. She can feel the goosebumps all over his body as she says that.

“Are we really doing this?” He asks, tenderly kissing her neck. He can’t seem to keep his mouth away from her body for too long. He knows they don’t have much time together, he’s going back to Barcelona in the morning.

“I want you so, so much.” Sofie answers in between whimpers, she’s already too lost in pleasure to consider the consequences of what she’s doing.

“But we have to be quiet.” Pablo looks at her with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “If somebody hears us moaning, they might get worried for our safety.” He whispers. Sofie has to bite her lip to hold back a giggle.

“I can be quiet.” She promises.

Pablo enters her slowly, taking his time to enjoy every second of their reunion. They get lost in each other and it feels like their first time all over again.

She wraps her legs around him and digs her nails into his back, demanding more of him. His body starts rocking, slowly thrusting harder and faster until he loses control completely.

Their bodies move together easely. Sofie has to put a hand on her mouth to stop herself from crying his name out loud.

The sigh of her desperation is enough to drive him off the edge. He reaches down and starts massaging her clit, just like he knows she likes it. Pablo speeds up his pace, when he senses they’re both close to orgasm.

He collapses in her arms and Sofie holds him close as they reach their peak together.

They have their eyes closed and for a while the only thing on their mind is each other's heartbeat.

But then, Sofie feels her anxiety creeping in, and it is enough to break the magic surrounding them. "We should probably head back to the party," she whispers. To their ears, her words seemed louder than the music outside.

"Right," Pablo mumbles, eyes still closed, lingering in the moment for a little longer.

They quietly slipped out of the bedroom, making their way back to the party without exchanging another word.

Even without speaking, as they get out of the bedroom, they share a sly, knowing look, hinting at the possibility of meeting again, without the need for words.

Sofie, without Gavi noticing, sneakily slipped a piece of paper with her phone number into his pocket.

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judebelle · 5 months

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

you’re right - p.g. x reader

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

cw : miscommunication, fluffy asffff

pairing : pablo gavi x reader

wc : 1.1k

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“oh my god- pablo..”

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

he leaned forward to kiss you on the forehead.

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

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

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

you thought.

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

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

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

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

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

he shut you up with a kiss.

“just wanted to spoil my favourite girl..”

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

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

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

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

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

he stopped tickling you to fix his posture.

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

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

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

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

“okay, that’s enough. lay down.”

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

“y/n, i’m fi-“

“lay. down.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“you’re right.”

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gavisfanta · 1 month

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could you do one where gavis gf crashed his car and he comforts her?

WORRY LESS - GAVI

summary: gavis girlfriend crashes his car and he comforts her.

warnings: noneeee

"Ay hermano, you wanna come over?" Pedri asked Gavi just as they walked out of the training facilities.

Gavi just opened his mouth as he heard his phone ringing in his pocket. So he immediately looked at the phone screen and saw your name pop up, without even thinking he accepted the call.

"Hey Amor, what's up?" Gavi asked and then heard you crying from the other side. Pedri stood still as he looked at Gavi confused. "Are you okay?"

"I'm so sorry" You sobbed as Gavi nearly got a heartattack while listening to you.

"Y/n where are you?" He tried to remain calm.

"I'm- I'm at the police station." You managed to get out and Gavi's eyes widen. "Near Lobregat." You added.

"I'll be there in a second. I love you." He hung up the phone and then rushed over to Pedri's car.

"You need to drive me to the police station right now." Gavi sat into the car immediately after Pedri unlocked it. The canarian sat behind the wheel and fastened his seatbelt while he looked confused at Gavi.

"What happened?" Pedri asked while speeding a bit to the police station.

"I don't know, she was crying and she said sorry." Gavi sterted to fidget around anxiously with his hands as he managed to stay calm for the next 3 minutes it took them to get there.

"I'll wait for you." Pedri gave the Sevillano a thumbs up while he turned off the car.

Gavi hurried inside and then walked up to the front of the desk. "Hey I'm here to get my girlfriend." He told the woman dressed in a police uniform.

She quickly looked up at him and then started to walk into the hallway. Gavi followed her and as she opened up a door and let him inside a waiting room he saw you sitting on a chair.

Immediately he hurried over to you and as you stood up he pulled you into a hug immediately.

"I'm so sorry." You cried into his black hoodie while he caressed your back with his hands.

"What happened?" Gavi asked before a policeman went over to him.

"You're the rightful owner of the car?" You pulled away from Gavi as soon as the police man asked that.

"Yeah," Gavi answered confused.

"And you're her boyfriend I assume?" The man wrote down everything in a small book meanwhile Gavi just responded with a nod.

"Another car crashed into your car while she was driving. She seems to be okay we got everything checked up and she's completely fine. The damage on your car is mild but the windshiled is completely broken and theres a massive dent on the side of the car that doesn't affect any other parts of the car tho." The policeman explained and Gavi's mouth fell slightly open.

"Are you sure you're okay?" He asked you again and saw that your hands were shaking so he took one of your hands into his.

"I understand, where is the car now?" Gavi started rubbing your hand with his thumb and you sobbed again.

"It's in our garage, she requested for it not be left there sincs you're famous and she's well known." As soon as the police officer said that Gavi wrapped his arm around you and pulled you closer.

"Can we go home now and I'll come back tomorrow, she's still shocked so I want to take care of her at first." Gavi explained to the officer and he nodded his head.

After Gavi signed a couple of papers you two were free to go and when you stepped outside he pulled you into a hug.

"I'm so sorry Gavi." You still cried into his hoodie.

"Trust me that car means nothing to me, I just care about your safety, are you okay do you have a headache? Should we go to the hospital to get you checked out?" Your boyfriend worried about you.

"I feel so bad, that's gonna cost a ton of money to repair." You covered up your mouth with your hand but he shook his head as he cupped your face.

"I don't care about that stupid car, I only care about you. Because I could have 20 of the same car but I only have one Y/n, so I'm just glad that you're okay." Gavis words made your eyes widen and you pulled him into a hug again.

"I love you so much and I'm so sorry." You whispered.

"Amor you were forgiven the second you said sorry for the first time. I'm not mad. I don't care about that. I'm just so glad that you're fine."

#barca #fc barcelona #football #futbol #gavi #pablo gavi #fanfic #mustread #espana #gavi x reader #gavi fluff #pablo paez gavi #fanfiction #barça #barca fc #barcelona #barcelona spain

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highdreaming · 1 year

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Never Again

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

Summary: He hurts you during an argument.

Find more at: Masterlist

Gavi x (female) reader

AN: Please like, reblog and give me feedback!

“Stop it, Gavi. I don’t want to talk to you anymore!” you yell, reaching to grab your purse, but Gavi gets in front of you, raising his hands as if to calm you down.

“Baby, c’mon, I didn’t do anything! She’s just a fan, all she asked for was a hug, nothing more.” Gavi explains, eyebrows scrunched together as you cross your arms.

“Oh yeah? And she also asked for you to give her your number?” you scoff, shaking your head. “Save me the excuses, Gavi. I saw that, so you’re not fooling anyone.”

You turn around to leave, but your boyfriend captures your wrist, stopping you from leaving.

“That’s not what it seems, I swear.”

“I know what I saw, Gavi. Let me go!” you harshly pull your wrist, but Gavi is stronger than you, holding you tight.

“You have to listen to me! It wasn’t my number, it was Ansu’s cause he liked her.”

“Don’t lie to me! I don’t want to hear it!”

Both of you pull and tug at your wrist, Gavi’s grip on you getting uncomfortably tighter as you attempt to get away from him. Both of you argue back and forth and Gavi finally snaps, twisting your hand so hard that you cry out in pain.

“Baby, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to!” Gavi immediately releases your hand and you pull it against your chest, feeling the limb sore from the harsh tugs you’ve been subjected to.

You raise your eyes to Gavi as he stares at you in complete shock.

“I’m so so sorry, it was a mistake. I didn’t mean to hurt you, I swear!” he starts apologizing, hesitating in touching you, a remorseful expression painting his face.

“I know…But you still did it.” you say, wincing as you hand throbs in pain.

He slowly nods, taking a step back, sucking in a deep breath.

“You’re right and I’m so sorry for that. I’m a jerk for hurting and I never would intentionally hurt you, I love you too much for that.” he declares, pointing towards your hand. “Can I have a look at that, at least? I just wanna make sure it’s not too serious.”

You slowly nod, and Gavi immediately rushes to your side, hand connecting with yours.

His fingers rub against the skin, his brown eyes analyzing your wrist before he presses a kiss to it.

“I don’t think it’s too bad, but we can still go see a doctor.” he says, locking his eyes with you and you realize how much he’s regretting his actions. “I’m genuinely sorry, Y/N. Please say you forgive me.”

“I forgive you, you idiot.” you softly whisper, burying your head in Gavi’s chest. He wraps his arms around you, pressing several kisses to the top of your head.

“I’m so sorry.” he repeats and you smile to yourself, knowing that he means it.

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ts1m1kas · 5 months

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Original Ask: the main concept is that the reader was hired as an intern in the media team for barca, she’s young, has a fiery tongue and can handle herself around players, and gavi ( who’s known to be a hot head cause he’s sergio ramos’s long lost son lol ) cannot help but melt everytime he sees her, pedri tries to nudge his best friend into talking but a funny incident happens that causes them to admit their feelings to each other. (@findingnemosworld)

Word Count: 904 words

(author's note: another request from @findingnemosworld whose ideas never fail to amaze me 🩷 apologies for the lack of fics, my inspiration seemed to disappear on me !!)

Being hired for a media internship at Barcelona Football Club was the best thing to ever happen to Y/N. Every day was different, and she had developed close relationships with the players.

Y/N had a reputation around the Barça office for being brutally honest with a fiery tongue. She voiced every thought that came into her head and never lied to anyone.

She had been tasked with setting up the training equipment for the session on that day. She walked through the corridors of the training complex, heading towards the equipment cupboard.

Pablo's coach had also sent him to retrieve a clipboard from the same cupboard that, unbeknownst to him, Y/N had been sent to.

What Y/N didn't know was that Pablo had been admiring her from afar for a while. Every time he saw her, he flushed red with embarrassment. He thought she was the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen.

Pedri and Ansu were walking through the same corridor. They saw Y/N collecting cones and balls to take out to the field for the team to use during their training session.

When Pedri saw him enter the same cupboard as her, he took his chance. He locked the door behind Pablo and ran back to Ansu, laughing.

Pedri was sick of hearing his best friend talk about Y/N. Every time the pair saw her, Pablo would try and drag him away in fear of making a fool of himself. In an effort to finally get the pair together, Pedri resorted to locking the pair in the cupboard. If that didn’t work, he didn’t know what would.

Hearing the door close behind him, Pablo spun around. His eyes widened when he saw the doors were shut.

"Hello? Who is it?"

Pablo recognised that voice. He'd know it anywhere. It froze him to the spot. He didn't want to believe what was happening to him at that moment.

"Pablo, is that you?" He heard Y/N ask. He finally saw her walk into view.

"Yeah, it's me. I think the door's locked itself, so we might be in here for a while." He replied, scratching the back of his head awkwardly.

"Oh no. The team won't get their training equipment on time then."

She frowned. The idea of losing her internship made her sick. All she wanted to do was get the equipment and watch her friends train.

“It’s fine, I’m sure they’ll notice we’re gone soon.”

Y/N let out a breath she didn’t even know she was holding in.

“How come you’re in here anyway? I thought you just had to turn up to training?”

Pablo laughed and shook his head.

“Coach wanted a clipboard, and I knew they were in here.”

Silence descended over the pair. Pablo wracked his brain, trying to think of something else to say to Y/N. His fear of embarrassing himself was growing larger by the second.

“You look pretty today. Not that you don’t look pretty every day, just you look really-”

Y/N cut off his bashful rambling, “Thank you, Pablo, that’s nice of you.”

Since starting her work with the football team, Y/N had always liked Pablo. As she got to know him more over the years, she noticed herself falling for the young player rapidly. His humour and kind nature drew her in, and before she knew it, she was hooked.

Being locked in the equipment cupboard wasn’t where she thought she would finally confess her feelings for the Spaniard. However, she wasn’t going to let the opportunity slip through her fingers.

“Pablo, I have something I’ve been meaning to tell you. Before I tell you, I hope we can remain friends afterwards.”

His face dropped. Assuming the worst, he nodded at Y/N’s words, urging her to continue.

“When I first started my internship here, I didn't intend to form such lovely connections with anyone. But since we first met, I’ve found myself liking you more and more; what I’m trying to say is that I like you. A lot.”

Pablo was dumbfounded. Through his shock and disbelief, his heart began to beat faster.

“Are you serious?” Pablo’s mind was running at 100 miles an hour. “I feel the same, I have since I first saw you walk in through the front doors.”

Y/N’s face broke out into a grin.

“I don’t think we can remain friends, though. Pablo commented. “I would like you to be my girlfriend, though?”

Nodding ferociously, Y/N’s smile got impossibly bigger.

The pair moved closer together and Pablo wrapped his arms around Y/N. Just as the pair were settling down, they heard the click of the door handle and then footsteps. Looking up at the sound, they saw Pedri poke his head around the corner.

“I knew it!” He exclaimed, “I’ve been waiting for this moment for ages. You two were made for each other. I’ll finally be rid of Pablo talking about his ‘crush’ on you”

The trio laughed and Y/N and Pablo got up, making their way out of the cupboard.

Pablo knew Pedri had locked him and Y/N in the cupboard, but he didn’t feel anger or resentment. Instead, he felt grateful for his friend and appreciative of the road ahead of him.

The three of them headed to the training field, laughing at the unusual events of the morning.

#pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavi x you #pablo gavi x y/n #pablo gavi #football #fanfiction #fanfic #hot footballers #request #fc barcelona #by ts1m1kas #🧡

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kawaikylian · 1 year

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PABLO GAVI

Meeting him as pilots daughter PURE FLUFF!

Fluff

Gavi

Pilot

My father being one of the most famous pilots in his company meant I would have to spend my childhood flying with him, sometimes it was a choice but mostly not, my mother had been absent most of my life and my father was my only guardian.

Im 18 now, despite being old enough I had tooken the opportunity, my father had to fly to spain and I was behind excited, I wasn’t always excited to fly with my dad unless we were granted permission to stay for some time and especially if it was a whole other country.

Im seated right behind the pilots area, im seated business class as always.

My father was flying a football team Barcelona FC, some of the boys had winked at me and flirted but I simply smiled and went on back to my seat, behind me two seats away I hear a pair of boys speaking in Spanish, I understood because I was half Argentinian just not Spanish, some slang was odd.

I was speaking to my father in Spanish right before the plane would fly, he patted my head and I smiled as he left. “Hablas espanol?” I hear behind me scaring me.

Just pretend the rest of this is in Spanish for my English viewers😀

“Yes?” I say confused with an odd expression, he admires my face for a few seconds “you have a different accent, where are you from?” He says. “Well I was born in Canada but my father is from Argentina so I was practically born speaking Spanish” I say back with a huge smile, nobody had ever really asked about my ethnicity or anything about me.

“What about your mom?” He says and my smile disappears, “I don’t know my mom” my voice gets caught in my throat and he apologizes “it’s okay, what’s your name?”.

“Pablo, Pablo gavi,” he says with a slight smirk making me blush, “that’s a nice name, my name is y/n” behind Pablo I hear a few shouts “Pablo has a girlfriend!” “Awww!” And them mimicking our conversation,my face turns red “im sorry I should go back to my seat” he says waving and walking behind.

I can only think about him the entire flight.

Last time I had seen him we were outside, we had just walked out of the plane and I saw him from a Distance, he was close to walking up to me but was stopped, my father behind me notifying me to get inside of the car, he notices dropping his smile.

I shrug jokingly with a sweet smile to gavi and he waves turning back to where his teammates were, I could tell his teammates were teasing him by pushing him around.

A few days later

“Who’s that gavi kid?” My father randomly says during dinner surprising me, “Pablo gavi?” I say and he nods as he shoves a piece of food inside of his mouth “I don’t know much about him, just a really sweet boy I really wish I could see him again” I say putting my fork down remembering about him.

“Thanks for the dinner dad” I say smiling, I stand up and put my plate away walking up to my room, I walk in to see a basket of flowers, candy, and a stuffed animal, “what is this?” I think, until I come up closer opening the letter on it, letters in bold Pablo gavi for y/n.

“No podía dejar te pensar en ti princesa te mando esta carta, ya le dije a tu pa que soy un caballero, te dejo mi numero pa llamar me” corazón.

This one of from one of my first requests @snow-strawberry, it didn’t allow me to tag, but they will know who they are<3

#pablo gavi #gavi imagine #pablo gavi imagine #smut fanfiction #smut #football smut #soccer #soccer smut

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melanieph321 · 3 months

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Pedri x Black Reader - Our Secret Part 2/10

Part 3 will be Pedri's POV which I'm really excited about! 😊

The story of Marcella and Pedri. As students of the most prestigious high schools in the country, the two are very focused on developimg their indvidual talents. Marcella has music whilst Pedri has football. However, worlds collide when Pedri's secret is revealed, he has diabetes.

Enjoy!

Of course Marcella had friends. However, they were also her biggest rivals, and right now they were winning.

"Thank you Marcella, that's enough." To her friends amusement, Señor Garcia stopped playing the piano, cutting her singing short.

"Is there something wrong, señor?"

"Yes, Marcella. I specifically asked you to perform an original song. This was not it, meaning you've failed this week's assignment."

"But señor...."

Her friends, Beatrice and Olga, giggled behind her back. All three of them were meant to perform this week's assignment in front of their teacher. Marcella however, was the only one to fail.

"I'll be forced to fail you unless you can present an original piece by the end of this week."

"Right" She nodded. With that she was free to leave the auditorium, expected to get back to work on her musical piece whilst Señor Garcia helped Beatrice and Olga perfect theirs.

"...by the end of this week." Marcella said, taunting the voice that was Señor Garcia's. Of course she knew what the week's assignment had been, however, her song wasn't finished yet.

"How am I supposed to finish writing a song that I can't relate to?" She asked no one.

"Lie." Someone yawned.

Marcella screamed.

She had left the auditorium only to return to the abandoned classroom next door, where Señor Garcia stocked all the instruments. There were no lights, except for the string of it shining through a small basment window. She was sitting behind the piano when there was movment on the old sofa in the corner of the room.

"Aghh, please. Can't you see that I'm trying to sleep?"

"Pedri?"

He sat up, letting his cupped hands drop from his ears. He looked fresh from a nap, wearing a black sweater, his dark hair tousled up underneath the hood.

"Mierda, you scared me!" Marcella tried recollecting her exhilarated breath. "What are you doing in here?" The room belonged to the music program and the music program only. The school prioritized football above all other curriculums, with their own private lounges and newly renovated locker rooms. Couldn't Pedri Gonzalez have found a better place to sleep over there?

"The door was open." He shrugged and rubbed his tired eyes before pushing off with his arm to sit up straight. "Let's hear it then."

"Hear what?"

"This unfinished song of yours."

"What?"

"The one that Señor wants you to finish by the end of the week."

"How did you..."

"Thin walls." He smirked.

"Still, you came here to take a nap? In the room right next to the music auditorium."

"Like I said, the door was open."

Marcella stayed put behind the piano, a skeptical look on her face as Pedri made the effort to stand. He was sort of slow in his movements, supporting himself against a wall, like an old man with an aching body.

"Got any snacks?" He asked, walking over to the piano, cranking his neck and snapping his knuckles.

"No." Marcella muttered.

He plotted down beside her. Without invitation, she might add.

"A shame."

"What is?" She turned to look at him, heart fluttering when he smiled at her.

"The fact that you don't have any snacks."

Heat rose to her face, but Marcella was quick to diverge her attention back to the sheet music in front of her. Grabbing them, she said, "If you don't mind. I have a song to write."

"I don't mind." Pedri sat back as if not to disturb.

Marcella turned back to him with a frown on her face. "I meant like, can you leave?"

The line between his eyebrows wrinkled a little. It left Marcella feelig guilty. "I just really need to finish this assignment." She mumbled, in all honesty. Writing a song wasn't easy to begin with, rewriting one also took time. Time that she didn't have.

"Play it for me."

"W..what?"

Pedri said so with such grace. "Play the song for me, perhaps it's not that bad? Maybe it's just señor Garcia who has mistake his wives underwear for his own?"

Marcella chuckled with uncertainty. "What does that mean?"

Pedri mimicked her expression, smiling as he leaned towards her. He whispered, "It means he's up tight....in the ass."

She shook her head, regretting having fueld his ego by laughing at such a cheap joke.

"Now you haven't got all day Marcella. Are you gonna play me the song or not?"

She was hesitant, but only because the way Pedri said her name threw her off. Pressing down on the piano keys, she regained some composure. Marcella didn't look to him, avoiding eye contact at all cost. However, she could see out of the corner of her eye that Pedri observed her causiosully, not saying a word until she'd finished playing.

"Aren't you supposed to sing to it?" His eye traveled to the sheet music where there was lyrics written underneath every measure.

"Like I said, it's not finished." Marcella let her hands rest on her knees.

"No? What's missing?" He suprised her that the conversation between the two was still ongoing, with Pedri sounding genuinely interested.

"Well first of all, I lost about three sheets in the parking lot the other day." And she had plans to make Gavi pay for that. "And overall I don't like the instructions for this assignment."

"Which are."

"Well..." She cleared her throat. "Señor Garcia wants it to be a love song."

"I see." Pedri nodded.

"You do?"

"Sure. You're obviously struggling to write about something you've never experienced before."

"I've obviously felt loved." Marcella corrected, a bit taken aback that he could pin point her struggles so accurately. "I mean my parents love me and my dog..."

"Yes, but that wasn't the assignment, was it?"

Marcella frowned. "What do you know anyway?"

"Like I said, the walls are thin and it's not the first time I've taken a nap in here. I've been hearing señor Garcia go off on you guys for the past few weeks now."

"I know." She groaned. "His ass is really uptight"

Pedri's eyes widened, along with his face that transformed with his bubbly laughter.

"What?" She blushed. "You said it first, not I."

"I know." He laughed. "But it's sounded way better coming out of your mouth." He stared at it, her mouth. And for a second all time stood still. However, Pedri was the first one to break eye contact. "So let's take a look at the lyrics then."

She snorted "What do you know about writing lyrics?"

"I know I'd never rhyme, time, with crime or crazy with lazy, when I'm trying to write a heartfelt love song. And why are you singing in English anyway?" To her suprise, he really looked genuinely displeased, forcing Marcella to come up with a logical answer. "Well I sound better singing in English."

"Bullshit."

Her eyes widened.

"You sang the national anthem in Español, no?"

"Yes, and?"

"And..." His voice lost volume.

"Sorry, what was that?"

He mumbled something under his breath.

"I'm sorry Pedri, I can't really..."

"I said..." He groand, "You sounded beautiful....singing in Spanish."

And for the second time all space and time seized to function. Marcella didn't know what was happening or what it meant, but it made her uncertain of herself in the presence of Pedri. He was tampering with her emotions somehow, making her feel things that she didn't want to feel.

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