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b4sorex1a · 2 days

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i saw someone talk about how gavi deserved to be born with a cunt, and honestlyyyyyyy. he’s so pretty imagine if he had a cute little cunt!

tw: nsfw, minors dni, hardcore if you squint.

— Bp! Pablo Gavi prompts

If Gavi had a cunt…

• We all know it's pink. He'd have an adorable and pretty tight pussy, and he'd get so wet thinking about his teammates.

• Locker room antics. Gavi wouldn't let his teammates know about his little secret, he's shy about it, but when he gets home he sticks his fingers inside his fuckhole, fantasizing about them. He's probably moaning Félix's name, wetting his bedsheets.

• Gavi would wear either cute panties with a little bow on the middle or just straight up black lingerie, the idea of someone like Pedri pulling down his shorts and his panties to the side to fuck him turns him on.

• When the other players learn of Gavi's secret, everyone promises not to treat him differently; but sometimes, Pablo can feel Fermin's hungry look towards his crotch.

• Pedri would be the most shameless about his newfound lust of Gavi, he’d grope his thighs and ass, sometimes even grinding his cock and feeling his intimate parts up when no one is looking at them.

“Just let it happen, you have no other purpose than being a cumdump anyway”— is what Pedri whispered to him in the locker room, lowering his strong hand to touch Gavi’s cunt.

And fuck Pablo is so wet and horny, he gets ashamed when he moans, feeling Pedri’s fingers inside him. They’re sweating and it’s kind of way too hot for Gavi, but he can’t do anything, Pedri covered his mouth with his hand so he that couldn’t scream.

• Pedri fucks him without a condom on the locker room’s bench, not caring that Fermín is probably hearing them while he’s changing clothes.

“You’re my fuck slut aren’t you? From now on I’ll use your cunt whenever I want to, you can pretend you don’t like it, but I know you’re dying for it”— Pedri said to him before spitting on his face, leaving him spread on the floor with cum slipping out of his hole.

• Fermín finds Gavi in that state and he wants to help him! But his dick is aching at the view of Pablo all fucked out, totally used and pliant…

• He’s not even sure Gavi is half aware of what’s happening to him, but he still fucks his used cunt, kissing him and forcing the fat tip of his cock on his pussy.

• Gavi loves it. He can’t get enough of their cruelty.

• Félix would invite Pablo over to his apartment to ‘play video games’ but he’d end up eating Gavi out on his couch, he’d lick and suck Pablo’s clit, making him come on his face.

They swear they don’t treat Gavi differently after learning about his secret… but their dicks speak more honestly than they do…

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gavisfanta · 4 months

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KISS ME - PEDRI

summary: you dont want to kiss pedri.

warnings: none

You just walked outside as you heard your phone ringing in your pocket.

By pulling out the phone you saw Pedri drive up to you and him holding his phone in his hand. As he saw that you were standing in front of the building he leaned over the center console he opened the car door for you.

While smiling widely you walked over to the car and opened the door wider so you could get inside.

"Hey Babe." You smiled while getting into his car, he however received a call while you were getting in and he only took your hand and pressed a small kiss on your knuckles.

You looked at him, he grew out his beard, you loved when he did that, he looked older and more manly. Not like he didn't look handsome when he shaved, you normally prefer him shaved but sometimes seeing him with a beard made you squeeze your legs together.

There was just one problem with his beard, it was hella itchy.

"Hey" You saw him mouth the words and you gave him a smile while he started the car.

After he finally ended the call you two were just a few minutes away from Ciudad Esportiva. "So how are you, I'm sorry but I had to pick that up." Pedri turned to face you for a second.

A big smile on your face made it almost unable to speak. "I'm amazing, how are you, ready for practice?" You asked him too, then you felt his hand on your inner tigh, running small circles into your skin with his thumb.

You came to a stop at the very front of Ciudad because of the red light, that was when Pedri leaned over to you and wanted to kiss you, but you pulled away. As he realized that you pulled away, he opened his eyes and looked at you, his mouth slightly hanging open.

He stared at you for a couple of seconds and then turned his head away, you saw a couple of fans run up to the car.

"No babe-" You tried to say as you saw that he looked a bit hurt after you pulled away. You put your hand on his tigh and he started driving up to the parking lots.

He waved at the fans and then went back to driving. "No it's fine." Pedri said with an attitude. But when he parked down the car you grabbed his chin and made him look at you.

"Babe." You tilted your head a bit and then faced him. He shook his head.

"No, you pulled away, i don't care." He said and just as he wanted to open the door you pulled him back.

"Babe, its just that your beard is a bit itchy." That made Pedri turn around immediately.

"What? You don't like my beard?" He looked at himself in the review mirror and ran his hands along his jawline.

"I love it, it makes you look so so hot, but when it comes to kissing, it's itchy, you know." You said and Pedri immediately ignores it and leans closer to you.

"So, like this?" He kissed you trying not to touch you with his face.

"No" You said missing his touch more, a kiss isn't just when lips touch. Pedri turned off the car and then leaned over to you again, carefully placing his lips on yours.

You couldn't help but smile at how gentle he is with you. He brushes his tongue against your bottom lip and then just as he pushes his tongue inside your mouth your two hear a knock on the car window.

You pulled away from Pedri and looked behind you only to come face to face with the young midfielder Gavi.

Gavi grabbed the doorhandle and pulled the door open. You unbuckled your seatbelt and turned to face him in surprise.

"This is disgusting, and also right before practice? You can't be serious." Gavi fumbled around with his hands and a laugh escaped your lips.

"You're just jealous." Pedri said and Gavi's eyes widened.

"You're just an idiot, now come on. I can guide you to the pitch." Gavi said and you got out of the car and walked next to him.

You turned around and saw Pedri jogging to catch up with the two of you. "Where's Xavi?" You asked and looked around as Pedri, Gavi and you arrived at the pitch.

"He's in the locker rooms. So, see you later." Gavi waved at you while walking away to get changed.

"He's so annoying sometimes." Pedri rolls his eyes as he stands in front of you.

"He's still young, also I don't really mind because he's funny while he's annoying." You laughed a bit and he smiled while leaning down to you.

"I'll see you after practice." He leaned closer to you and pushed his lips into his, your salvia colliding as you two shared a passionate kiss.

"Bye." You pulled away and then Pedri winked at you before walking away too.

That beard did things to you.

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marimariposaposa · 4 months

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n side | pedri gonzález

“ you know all your feelings for me…inside of your heart ”

pairing: boyf!pedri x fem!reader

content: smut, soft(ish), praise, a little fluff, translated spanish, no y/n

word count: 1.8k

summary: you could be pressed into pedri but still not be close enough, you need to be inside of each other…

1:12am

its warm under the duvet, so warm you have to stick your foot out from underneath it—but it’s nice. pedri is freshly showered after coming home late, his hair still slightly damp and the smell of his soap still lingering when you press your face into his shoulder, it’s angular, sharp and a floral wood. you press your lips into his shoulder through his shirt and his smile is lit up with the screen of his phone. his fingers tap away at the keyboard to reply to a message as you peak over at the phone screen.

“acércate más a mí” (“come closer to me”) you mumble, and he laughs lightly, slipping his hand underneath your waist, hands splayed widely on your skin and pulling your body across the bed until your waist presses into his own, letting you wrap your leg around his comfortably. pedri tilts his head slightly to press a small peck onto your forehead, mumbling something about your hair smelling nice but you groan, whining into the surface of his bicep. “no estás cerca suficiente, ven.” (“you’re not close enough, come on.”)

he glances over at your face, your wide eyes, pupils dilated and plush bottom lip pouted forward. “cómo de cerca quieres estar, monada?” (“how close do you want to be, cutie?”) he chuckles breathily, curling his arm to pull your head up to his chest, letting it rest there and have you wrap both of your arms around his shoulders. his hand strokes your back, rubbing your shoulder blades and moving down to rest a palm on your ass. “todavía más cerca. déjame entrar a tus ropas.” (“even closer than this. let me get into your clothes”) you mumble into his chest, pressing your face into it and puckering your lips to leave a few smooches.

you cup his cheeks, fixating on the way he looks down at you, brushing your fingers along his jaw and humming incoherently. tracing along all his features, his nice brows, underneath his round eyes, along the bridge of his nose and blubbering his lips until he sticks his tongue out to stop it. “cariño” he muffles into your fingertips, throwing his phone to the other side of the bed.

your giggle is soft, mesmerising to him, a perfect encapsulation of your femininity—especially when you press your hands into his abdomen to sit atop of it, shadowing your figure onto the wall behind you. your hands run down his chest, up to his face where you tussle his hair, he’s been so focused on training these past few weeks, and he hasn’t had time to get a haircut, it’s grown out over his whole forehead, or shave his beard. you aren’t complaining, in fact, you like it—a lot. you plaster small pecks across his cheeks, and around his lips.

“todavía más cerca” (“even closer”) you say lowly into the crook of his neck, laying flat on his body where like a teenage boy he can’t help but notice the way your boobs press into his chest. his arms wrap around your torso, hands squeezing your waist and you shuffle backwards, ass landing perfectly in the divot where he has his legs propped up and his hips begin.

pedri breathes your name, kindly and affectionately into your hair that sprawls across this collar. your lips connect to his neck, suctioning slightly to have him reach for your hair, pulling it only slightly. “déjame mostrarte lo cerca que podemos estar, cariño” (“let me show you how close we can be, cariño”) he hums, letting his hands roam up to your shoulders, and pull you to sit up—straddling his lap, in his shirt and a pair of black panties. it’s suffocating—the view—the pinkish tint of your cheeks, your hands placed nicely on his stomach, itching to just go a little further down, and your eyes that peer darkly beneath you onto him.

his hands find themselves underneath your shirt, ghosting the bare and hot skin of your torso beneath it, until they reach your breasts that he envelopes in each palm, lips twitching upwards. you lean down to take his lips to yours, slowly moving in motion, a simultaneous exchange where his tongue glides over your bottom lip and you move forward to feel the familiar grin that spreads on his face. his fingers skim across your nipples and you jolt on top of him, pulling away to take a sharp breath. “¿zona sensible” (“sensitive area?”) he lulls, pecking at the area around your lips.

you hum, gripping the hem of your shirt and slipping it over your head, draping it over pedri’s face with a giggle, guiding his hands to grope your boobs with no sight—heightening his senses, every receptor in his hands burning under your touch as his thumbs swipe over them again, and the blood continuing to rush to his crotch.

he tosses your shirt away from him into the opposite corner of the room, shallowing his breathing and taking in the lewd sight, “siempre tan hermosa…” (“always so beautiful…”) he speaks offhandedly, your name rolling off his tongue, pressing himself up to latch his lips around your boob, letting his tongue circle around the bud and teeth graze it ever so slightly. only so you grab onto his hair, your head falling backward and sighing out his name. he travels down the valley of your breasts, the cool air he exhales stimulating the damp areas and standing up the hairs on the back of your neck. “sí, pedro”

its unhinged, to have to watch him lap around your chest, arms propped up and muscles pulsing, biceps toned in the dim shadows of your bedroom and not have him at your drenched core.

he falls back when you reach down for his dick, cupping it with all five fingers over his sweats, straining a short groan out of him when you swipe your finger over the tip. “quita todo” (“take it off”) you tug at his shirt. he obliges without a second thought, pulling it over his head and lifting up his hips to pull down both his sweatpants and boxers in one, balancing you on top of him.

his dick springs out, hitting his stomach heavily, seeping and waiting for your hand to wrap around it. “peudo yo?” (“can i?”) you breathe, unevenly and desperately looking into his eyes for a response. “por favor” (“please”) tenderly he hums, smoothing a hand down your side. his dick leaks pre-cum, allowing your thumb to caress over the tip, slipping your whole hand down his length. he clenches your thigh, exhaling loudly the more you pump. “muy buena, preciosa” (“so good, pretty”) he squeezes his eyes shut, tightening his grip around you.

you unravel your fingers one by one, and he groans, regaining his breath and grinning up at you, inspecting the way you lift yourself up and align his dick between your legs, pulling your panties to one side and lowering yourself. you moan out at just the sensation of it touching you, filling yourself up until every single nerve in your body feels every single vein, twitch and ridge of his length.

your chest heaves, pedri holding you steady under the pressure of his dick stretching you out completely, hitting every spot, until it finally slips through up until your cervix. “joder.” (“fuck.”) he rasps, one hand cupping your face and brushing his thumb over your parted lips, the other squeezing your boob.

pedri admires your body leaning down to wrap your arms around his neck, your whole bare front pressed up against his. skin to skin—stomach, chests pushing against each other’s with a shared breath, warming him and sparkling a tingle in his chest. he strokes your hair, you adjusting to his size in you.

it’s sweet, melting into him when you ride, burying him deeper and deeper inside you. instinctively, his lips spread kisses on your temple, awfully cute in the way he holds your head close to his while your hips snap erotically against his. every single plough down of your ass, hitting a new angle on your g-spot, his palm gripped around your ass to amplify the force. he melodies your name into the crook of your neck, biting back a loud moan, his face is so flushed you can feel the heat on your skin. “eso es” (“that’s it”) he chokes, mouth open and hot breath tickling your ear.

“pedro està tan bien” (“pedro it’s so good”) whimpering out you clench tightly around his dick, thighs burning and lungs closing in exhaustion and your own speeding pulse felt by pedri.

your vision hazes, whining out his name the further your orgasm builds, in the depths of your stomach right where his tip presses into your cervix, a mix of pain and pleasure the more you roll your hips.

“deja que me meta” (“let me put in some work”) he huffs, taking you by your sides with a hitching breath and holding you centre so he can buck his hips upwards. every single cardio workout he’s done leading up to this moment where he jerks up into you, desperately. so animalistically all you can do is squirm above him, holding tightly onto his forearms while a sob is rutted out of you with every movement.

you can’t even warn him when you climax, crying out his name, the vibrations of your words alone on his skin nearly sending him over the edge, going limp in his hold. “sigue aguantando cariño” (“hang on, cariño”) pedri begs, quivering as he speeds up for the last few moments before lifting you off him completely, come spewing onto his abdomen in a disorderly fashion. he mewls out a string of words—your name, swear words, your name again, “te amo” and another swear word. his eyes are squeezed shut and you lean over to kiss his wet lips.

your body falls to his side, and he immediately embraces it, holding you close to him and turning his head to peck your cheek. there’s a light sheen of sweat covering the both of you, and his hand reaches to shirt that had landed crumpled beside the bed, using it to pat your forehead of moisture, his own, your thighs and finally the remains of his release from his abs.

“grosero” (“gross”) you laugh, and he huffs.

“soy yo el grosero?” (“im gross?”) he chuckles, tossing the shirt back to wear it came from, pulling you closer to him. “y aquí estábais rogando estar cerca de mí” (“and here you were begging to be close to me”).

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pablitogavii · 11 months

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Could you write something about y/n being Pedri’s sister and she and Pablo are dating secretly but y/n ends up getting pregnant and they have to tell pedri and he gets really mad but in the end he has to accept it.

Btw I love your writing so much. You are such a talented writer.

Bebé

You and Pablo have been in a secret relationship for almost six months now hiding it from the world bust mostly from your big brother Pedri.

He had one rule for his teammates and it's that his little sister is off limits, but when Pablo met you he just couldn't help the immediate love he had for you.

You were similar to Pedri in that you were very calm and it's that quality that keeps Pablo grounded and happy. You were always able to bring him peace and over these past months he fell head over heels for you.

So when you learned that you were pregnant, after immediate shock, you both were really happy that something beautiful came from your love. Although not planned, you both wanted this baby and knew you would do everything in your power to be the best parents.

"Now we have to tell him.." you said after a few moments of silence laying in Pablo's arms while he stroked your still flat tummy thinking how lucky and happy he felt in this moment.

"I don't want you to worry about anything preciosa..I will talk to him...I love you and our little angel and I will do everything for the two of you..everything" he said and you felt safe nodding your head before looking up and placing your lips onto his.

A few days later..

"Get off him! Pedri please!" you wanted to intervene when Pedri punched Gavi making him fall to the ground grunting and spitting blood from his mouth.

"No! You're coming with us hermanita.." Aurora didn't let go off you pulling you away from the scene with your mom and Belen while your dad pulled the two boys away from one another.

"Cálmate! Stop acting like children! Beating him won't solve anything hijo! Your sister loves Pablo and it's her choice who she wants to be with..and as for the baby, it's early but every child is a blessing..." man tried to reason but Pedri was only seeing red from anger.

"That's not the point! He knew she was off limits! He swore to be my best friend and was screwing my sister on the side!" Pedri was screaming trying to pull from his father's grasp towards Pablo who stood there looking his friend straight in the eyes.

"I love her hermano.." Pablo said and Pedri got angrier trying to pull away from grasp again while cussing at him.

"Hijo de puta!" was all Pedri replied before storming out of the house.

"I'm going to beat both of their asses! You shouldn't stress out when you are carrying my beautiful sobrina..everything will be alright hermanita" Aurora pulled you towards herself kissing the top of your head.

"How do you know it's a girl Rora??" you said with a weak smile while holding your stomach in reassurance wanting to talk about anything but the fact that your boyfriend were probably fighting to death right now.

"Just trust your hermanita bonita" Aurora smiled kissing the top of your head seeing her brother walking towards the living room with your dad by his side and no Pedri in sight.

"Is everything alright? Why are you holding your stomach? Is our anjo alright princesa?? Should I take you to the hospital!?" Pablo was already on his knees in front of your placing his larger hand over yours on your stomach and you pulled him closer kissing the top of his head.

"I'm alright..where is he??" you said seeing Pablo's beautiful eyes fill with tears while he looked up at you letting the tears spill as you dried them with your hands.

A few weeks later...

Since the turbulent night at your house, your whole family accepted the new situation and did everything in their power to help you with everything.

Aurora was already buying baby clothes convinced it's a girl, Belen and your mom brought you cooked meals even though you could still cook for yourself and both your dad and Pablo's took upon themselves to help pablo build the baby nursery.

Pablo was happier than ever, spending all of his free time with you and always saying how excited for your little 'anjo' (since you don't know the gender yet) to wear his jersey when you bring them to the games. Your cheeks blushed at the idea and you were just as excited knowing that this will be the most loved child in the world.

Pedri on the other hand was the only one who remained distant..and as much as you try not to think about it, it hurts that your brother haven't talked to you since he found out about the pregnancy.

You moved to stay permanently with Pablo at his apartment close to Camp Nou and despite expecting Pedri to reach out when he cools off, he never did.

"How is he?" you said sadly while you and Pablo were cuddling to sleep happy that you can at least know your bother is healthy from Pablo who is forced to see him daily.

"He's good, princesa..don't worry" Pablo said holding your now prominent baby bump while pulling you closer so that your back was glued to his chest.

"I'm getting big..." you sigh and Pablo kissed the side of your neck lovingly nodding his head while caressing your belly.

"Good..you're beautiful mi preciosa" Pablo said and you smiled feeling the baby kick for the very first time which took both you and Pablo by surprised before both you cried happy tears that all of this was indeed real.

Pablo noticed that this whole thing with Pedri was affecting you especially with hormone disbalance during pregnancy. Despite trying to hide it, it was obvious that you missed your brother and that you were sad that he just pushed you away indefinitely.

Pablo even found you asleep on the couch one evening with one hand on your now grown bump and other holding old picture of you and Pedri as kids with dried tears on your cheeks.

He couldn't take seeing you like this especially when he wanted to bring you all the happiness there is the world because that's what you deserve. A week later he decided to try and talk to Pedri again.

"You should call her..just to let her known you're alright..she worries about you.." Pablo said to Pedri during one of the trainings but the moment he placed his hand on the boy's shoulder, he got pushed back.

"Get the fuck away from me! The only reason I haven't beaten your ass is because of her and that precious bebé in her belly" Pedri said and Pablo nodded his head looking at him with hopeful eyes that he called the baby 'precious' making it sound like he wasn't unhappy about becoming an uncle.

"She's worrying too much and that's not good for the bebé. Just please let her know you are still her brother and transfer all that rage onto me..I can handle it..and I deserve it but she doesn't" Pablo said before Xavi called them to join the rest of the team for the training.

The day Pedri showed up at your front door, you found out that you were indeed carrying a babygirl. You went to the ultrasound with Pablo but asked a doctor not to tell you a gender only to return out of curiosity a day later and learn the truth.

"Hey! Sorry, I didn't expect anybody and I look like a mess..but come in!" you were mumbling in nervousness like you weren't only talking to your brother. He was looking at your very much grown belly and you were caressing it out of nervousness not knowing what to say.

"I grew bigger since last time you saw me.." you said and Pedri looked back to your face with a small smile on his face that made you relax.

"Just a little bit.." he joked lighting up the mood and you chuckled walking to the living room and sitting besides him on the couch.

"Um..listen, I'm sorry that I kept it a secret from you. I just didn't want to be a reason you hate Pablo, who by the way is miserable without his "Pepi" just like me. " you said feeling lighter that you finally let it come out of your mouth.

"Um..I'm sorry I didn't call earlier..I kept telling mom to take pictures of you so that I could see as your stomach grows" Pedri said and you smiled feeling your eyes fill with tears that your brother cared about you this whole time despite everything.

"That's why she turned into a paparazzi then.." you joke and you both laugh like in good old days. You felt kicks which occurred always around the same time, right before Pablo was going to arrive home and baby anticipated daddy's return.

"Kicking?" Pedri said and you smiled nodding your head asking if he wanted to feel and he was uncertain but when you took his hand and placed it onto your stomach a big smile was glued onto his face.

"Can I tell you something..and you will be the first one to know?" you said as he nodded his head waiting fro you to continue.

"It's a girl..I found out today.."you said and Pedri's eyes filled with tears while he pulled you in and kissed the top of your head while baby kicked like crazy almost like it was sensing you talked about her.

"And Pablo doesn't know?" Pedri said with raised eyebrows while you shake your head.

"Not yet.." and just like clockwork Pablo opened the front door freezing in place when he saw you and Pedri hugging in the living room. He was happy you were finally reunited with your brother but he didn't want to ruin the moment considering that his best friend hates him now and probably will forever.

"I'm sorry amor..I'll come back later" Pablo said turning around to leave but Pedri called him name taking him by surprise.

"Shouldn't you tell him??" Pedri said and Pablo's eyebrows furrowed feeling worried that something was not okay with your or the baby but the smile on your face made him relax a bit.

"You do it!" you said and Pedri walked to Pablo placing his hand on his shoulder which took Pablo completely by surprise but he waited patiently to hear whatever was going on right now.

"We are going to have a little Barça princesa in our family and at the camp soon!" Pedri said and Pablo was frozen in place not understanding the word coming out of his mouth in that moment.

"Wait..so..so..." Pablo stumbled on his words while you smiled wide at him nodding your head while Pedri ruffled his hair happily.

"You will have a daughter hermano! And I'm gonna gave the cutest little sobrina in the world!" Pedri said and Pablo's tears spilled down his cheeks while he rushed and raised you odd your feet like your wighted noticing before kissing your lips lovingly going onto his knees in front of your stomach.

"Hola mi anjo..it's your papi..tu eres mi princesa mas bonita del todo el mundo..y tu mamá es mi reina..papi te amo mucho princesita" he kissed your stomach while you ran your fingers through his messy curls kissing his forehead afterwards.

"Te amo mi vida!" he got to his feet kissing your lips before turning around to his best friend who pulled him into a hug like nothing has ever changed making you cry while watching them. Damn hormones!

"We are going to have a Barça Princesa!" Pablo said and Pedri nodded high fiving him and cheering while you chuckled at their childish celebration.

"I'm buying her my jersey in the little size!" Pedri said

"I got that idea first!" Pablo complained making you chuckle at both of them saying that she will probably end up wearing both anyways.

Three years later..

You went to the game with Mia (your daughter's name), Aurora, your uncle and aunt to support Barça's last match of the LaLiga excited to see the trophy celebration.

She was mirror image of Pablo with her messy curls and quite an explosive attitude but you wouldn't have it any other way. She is basically attached to her papi's side all the time so when she saw him run onto the pitch she kept saying 'papi papi!" which made everyone awe adorably including yourself.

"Si princesa, es tu papi" you say giving her some water since it was quite hot and you wanted to make sure she keeps hydrated. Then your brother ran onto the pitch and she stopped drinking pointing once again but this time saying "pepi pepi" making him wave at all of you with a bright smile.

Pedri and Aurora spoiled this girl rotten from presents, to continuous attention and "secret" ice creams dinners you pretend not to know anything about.

Pablo wanted to surprise Pedri, so he got Mia a new jersey to wear over her usual "papi" one with Pedri's name and number remembering that he wanted to see her in it while she was still in your belly.

After the game was over, she wanted your uncle to carry her while you stretched your back chit chatting with Aurora while walking to meet with Pablo and Pedri.

"Looks like you were right Rora..we got our Barça Princesa" you said smiling while all the players were circling around the little girl who was giggling at them shyly.

"Quién es la princesa de papi huh??" Pablo pinched Mia's cheek and she nodded pointing at herself while he giggled being joined by Pedri shortly after.

"Hola Princesita Mia! I like your jersey" Pedri said smiling when he saw mini jersey with his name on his niece and she looked around being intrigued by the amount of people surrounding her. He winked at Pablo who nodded his head smiling at Mia's cute face.

"Who is that Mia??" your uncle said pointing at Pedri and she smiled wide at his familiar face in the crowd.

"Pepi!" she cheered making both boys laugh at how adorable she was while she gave her uncle a high give making him wink at her adorably.

"And that??" he then pointed at Pablo smiling wide sharing that same smile that Pablo has.

"Papi!" she said high fiving him too as he was invited to speak as a man of the match but when he tried to leave she started crying repeating "Papi! Papi!"while reaching her arms out towards Pablo.

"I can take her" you say but Pablo reassures you that it is fine and that he will take her with him to the short interview while she giggled happy once she was in her dad's arms.

"Alright be good my trouble makers!" you say winking at them and Pablo leans down to kiss you letting Mia do the same before they left to do their business.

"Bienvenidos Gavi! Oh and who is this beautiful lady??" the man asked waving to Mia who smiled hiding her face quickly into her dad's neck.

"This is Mia..my daughter but she is a little shy now"Pablo said smiling and kissing the top of her head while she still his her face into his neck sucking on her thumb.

"She is Pedri's biggest fan isn't she??" man joked looking at her little jersey and Pablo nodded remembering the moment Pablo told him he will buy her a little jersey that day you all made up with each other..all of that seemed so far away.

"She loves her uncle so much because he let's her eat ice cream for dinner, isn't that right princesita??" Pablo said laughing a little before answering a few questions about the match.

The rest of the time you were taking some pictures on the pitch for memory while Mia was kicking the ball being the little energy bomb that she was.

"She is the best thing that happened to our family hermano..I'm sorry I ever doubted your love for my sister..." Pedri said staring at the little girl kicking the bal around while hugging Gavi's shoulders.

"It's all forgotten..I'm glad I didn't lose you as my best friend and brother Pedri" Pablo said and they hugged before Mia yelled "papi! pepi!" kicking the ball towards them as they started to play with her joined by other players as well.

"Be careful mi amor!" you yelled shortly joined by Pablo sitting besides you watching as everyone was around Mia happily entertaining the little girl.

"She's all ours amor..our little princesa" you said smiling while Pablo pulled your closer kissing your lips this time a bit more passionately (now that you were finally alone).

"I want another one.." Pablo whispered into your ear before kissing down your neck and you giggled feeling your heart swell and your mind immediately agree while you kissed him back passionately.

#pablo gavi #pablo gavi icons #pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavi x y/n #pablo gavi x you #fc barca #fc barcelona #fc barça #gavi #gavigif #pablo martín páez gavira #pablo gavira #pedri barça #pedri/gavi #pedri angst #pedri smut #pedri gif #pedri x y/n

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barcalover86 · 11 months

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Where you are know as one of the best prodigy on the Barcelona female team. One day, they host a Barcelona event for the male and female team, to which you get really drunk and end up having a make out session with predi. However, what you don’t realize is that you guys were recorded and was later posted on the internet making it a huge scandal. But in an interview Pedri decided to defend your name saying “I can’t kiss my girlfriend” you may end it with a fluff and/or smut where they both end up together.

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Summary: You make a mistake that everyone knows now, and Pedri defends you.

You and your team won the Champions League, and Barca was throwing a party where both, girls and boys, were invited.

You were so into the moment that you didn't even realise how much you've drunk. You started to dance and enjoy the moment with your girls celebrating the win.

You always loved the boys' team, mostly Pedri Gonzalez, and when you saw him at the party, your heart skipped a beat.

Your friends told you to go talk with him, but you were so scared that he will reject you.

"Have another drink, and you'll forget it tomorrow" said a friend of yours.

"Wish me luck" you told the girls after you took another shot of alcohol.

You weren't thinking straight back then, so you just went to Pedri and kissed his lips.

He was so shocked by your action, but didn't object. He kissed you back with passion. He was sitting on a bar chair so you put one leg toward his.

What you two didn't know was that you were filmed by some boys, drunk as well, and without realising it, they uploaded the video on their story.

You didn't kissed much because after some time you were tired so you just sat on his lap and started to chat.

He was blushing when he looked at you after you two kissed and you smiled at him.

He did have an interest for you for some time, and you are making the first move, which made him happy.

When you saw the news the next day you were so angry with yourself for drinking that much. You didn't even remember, nor Pedri, that you two made out, and the news made you both surprised.

The fans were going crazy, judging you and making bad comments about the way you look. Is like after you touched Pedri's lips, everyone forgot how kind you were before.

Today, Pedri had an interview, and after some time of answering questions about football, the reporter asked him about you.

"A few days ago, you were asked about your love life, and you told us that you are not in love. Yesterday something interesting happened. Have you found a girl and fell in love that quickly, or is it, as everyone says, just a night adventure?"

Pedri somehow expected this question, but the way he was asked kinda surprised him.

"I don't understand why my love life interests you that much."

"Vamos, Pedri. Tell us, make people understand you."

"I honestly tell you that I don't understand why people hate her that much after one night of doing nothing wrong. She is a sweetheart. We admired each other for some time. What people didn't know is that we didn't just kiss but talked a lot about our lives. We weren't sore back then, but still, I don't see why you hate her? We did the same thing, and if you hate her, why not hate me too? We did the same thing, and I didn't know that kissing your girlfriend was something bad until I had seen the news this morning."

Everyone was shocked at his answer, especially you, who were watching him on tv.

Your heart melted at his voice and when you two saw eachother at training, your heart skipped a beat.

"Look y/n, I'm sorry if saying that you are my girlfriend made you uncomfortable. I wanted to protect you and I had to listen to my heart"

"No, no, Pedri. That's all good. I'm really thankful for what you did for me, gracias mucho."

He smiled at you, and you looked into each other's eyes when he finally leaned in to kiss you. You smiled, and he took that as an yes.

The kiss was beautiful and soft, full of love..like you always imagined.

"Now you really are my sweet girlfriend"

You laughed and kissed him again.

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barbarrie-stuff · 2 months

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look at them supporting our youth team 🫶🏼 (marc guiu scored again btw, hopefully xavi will give him more chances in the first squad)

#pedro gonzalez #pedri/gavi #pedri #pablo gavi #gavi #fc barcelona #pedrigavi nation we keep winning #pedri never shave please #fc barca #barca atletic

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1heavy-heart · 10 months

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Hey can u write something about pedri taking reader to meet his parents and she's really respectful and sweet and successful and treats him well and his parents are suprised bc usually the girls he fools around with arent like that

Hi, thank you for your order, sorry for the delay, hope you like it!

𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅, 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝗇 - Pedri Gonzalez 👫

pov: Pedri takes you to meet his parents and they are amazed at his unique personality

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Pedri POV

It's been 4 months since me and y/n have been dating, it's still not official because we decided to wait a little longer to officially be boyfriend and girlfriend. A few days ago I made a decision, I wanted to take her to meet my parents and today we are going to my parents' house so that they can meet her. To be honest, I'm anxious, it's been a while since I took a girl for my parents to meet, also because my last experiences were bad and they also told me that I went out with very superficial girls and interested more in my fame than in me.

-Wow Pedri, where your parents live seems like a great place to live. - y/n said marveling at the landscapes of Tegueste.

-It is a very good place, yes, I loved living here when I was a child.

We arrived at my parents' house and as soon as we got out of the car, my parents and my brother Fernando were there to greet us, my nervousness only increased, I really wanted them to like her, because I love her so much.

-Hi mom, hi dad - I say warmly and hug them both

-I missed you mi niño! It took so long to come this time - my mother said.

-A lot of work, mom, you know.. - I said and then I hugged Fer.

-And this must be the beautiful girl you spoke so much about my son? - said my mother.

-yes of course. Mom, Dad, I want you to meet y/n.

-It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Pedri spoke a lot about you and I was anxious to come here.

My parents and Fer finished greeting her, we all went inside and me and y/n took our bags to the room we were going to stay, after packing our things it was almost dinner time and my parents wanted to make a special dinner, we went down and I went to help my dad while y/n said he was going to help my mom in the kitchen.

y/n POV

I went to the kitchen to offer to help Pedri's mother with dinner, after all I liked to help.

-Hi, do you need help?

-Hi dear, please call me Rosy, so I feel younger, and don't worry, everything is under control. - she said and laugh

-It's okay Rosy, but I insist on helping you with something!

-Ok then help me with the salad dear. - she smiled

I helped his mother to prepare the salads, soon after we all went to dinner, the family remembered several things from the boys' childhood and they laughed, telling me the biggest antics of Pedri when I was a child, I laughed and had fun, because it was every funny story that It reminded me of myself as a child.

-I admit that when I was little I also did things like that - I say laughing

-serious? I understand why you and Pedrito get along so well - said Fer

-I think that must be why. - I say agreeing and smile at Pedri.

Right after dinner I help clear the dishes from the table, even though Rosy insists she'll do it herself.

-your food is wonderful, Rosy, thanks for dinner

-thank you y/n, you are so polite, I see that my son chose a good girl and I am very happy about that!

-thanks for the compliment, I confess I was a little nervous to meet you - I say and she looks at me and smiles slightly.

-imagine, dear, why be nervous?

-I really wanted to show you that I really like your son, he is very special.

-I noticed that from the moment you arrived and the way Pedri spoke about you on the phone, it always seemed genuine.

-I am glad to hear that. - I smile at her and she smiles back.

We finished the dishes and I went to bed because I was very tired from the trip.

Pedri POV

y/n went to bed and I stayed a while longer with my parents in the living room, suddenly my mother says:

-Pedrito, I'm simply surprised with your new girlfriend, she's so polite and doesn't have frills like the previous one.

-y/n is different, I told you. - I smile

-She really is, this time you chose a good girl son! - said my father.

-thanks Dad! I figured they would like her, y/n comes from a family like us, she didn't grow up among the elite so she's more humble and kind

-that's good, a sign that she knows how to value achievements. - said my mother

-It's true, because the last girl you brought didn't even value your work, my son - said my father.

-yes, dad, this time I took the big luck! - I say and smile, thinking about the amazing girl that was part of my life now.

#pedri gonzalez #pedri x reader #pedri/gavi #pedri gonzalez imagine #pedri

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pablogavisgirl · 11 months

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Broken Love

read part six ➸ here

Shout out to @gaviandgrizisgirl love her to death for helping me out with this chapter and the rest of the fic 🩷🌷!!!

"Pedri! ¿Qué te paso?" Your jaw dropped in shock, it was 11 in the night a limping Pedri with a black eye stood in front of your doorway. (Pedri! What happened to you?)

You took him inside your apartment, sitting him down on the couch. Going to the freezer to give him some ice for his swollen eye.

"¿Que te paso menso?" You asked again placing the ice on his eyes. (What happened to you stupid?)

"Gavi." He simply responded taking the ice from your hand. "¿Por qué se lo dijiste?" He scoffed angrily. (why did you tell him?)

"¡Porque no iba a mentirle a la cara y decirle que lo amo cuando siento algo por ti!" She yelled out in frustration. (Because I wasn't going to lie to his face and tell him I love him back when I have feelings for you!)

"¿Sientes algo por mí?" Pedri asked, the anger leaving his body. (You feel something for me?)

"¡Sí, lo hago y joder, me odio por eso, me odio a por enamorarme de su mejor amigo!" (Yes I do and fuck I hate myself for it, I hate myself for falling for his bestfriend!")

You sunk back on the couch, pulling your knees towars your chest, hiding your face between your knees.

"Quería decirle que lo amaba, y que quería estar con él, pero si lo hiciera, no creo que pudiera contenerme estando cerca de ti como si nada hubiera pasado". You sighed looking at him,

"Cuando te miro quiero besarte, y me hace sentir tan culpable porque cuando miro a Pablo no me siento así." (I wanted to tell him that I loved him, and I wanted to be with him but if I did I don't think I could contain myself being around you like nothing happened, Even now when I look at you I want to kiss you, and it makes me feel so guilty because when I look at Pablo I don't feel this way.)

Pedri knew it was wrong but he couldn't help but smile hearing this. Did this mean she was choosing him? That she wanted to be with him rather than Gavi?

"Pero cuando te miro, a veces me imagino a Pablo". You admitted. (But when I look at you, sometimes I imagine Pablo.)

His smile faded, fuck did that hurt his ego, "¿Alguna vez pensaste en él cuando nos besamos?" he asked afraid to hear the answer. (Did you ever think about him when we kissed?)

You looked down, "No."

Relieve washed over him, taking your hands into his he pulled you closer. "Entonces, ¿qué nos detiene?" He smiled up at you, (Then whats stopping us?)

You stared at him those beautiful brown eyes of his, the ones that made you go week in the knees, the ones that you craved stared back at you hopeful.

"No puedo hacer esto a Pablo. ¡No quiero hacerle daño, o peor, hacerte daño a ti!" You sighed pulling your hands away and onto your lap. (I can't do this to Pablo. I don't want to hurt him, or worse hurt you!")

"Mi vida, ¿cómo puedes hacerme daño?" He laughed softly scooting in closer. (How could you hurt me?)

"Ni siquiera entiendo mis propios sentimientos, pasé años de mi vida enamorado de Pablo, incluso si no lo sabía en ese momento y luego me empiezas a gustar, es tan confuso Pedri". You sighed dropping your head down to your hands in attempt to hide your face.

"No puedo elegir Pedri, me romperá el corazón y el corazón de uno de ustedes, ya soy responsable de romper tu amistad, no quiero ser responsable de arruinarla por completo". You choked out, his hands gently lifting your face to look back at his. ("Because I don't even understand my own feelings I spent years of my life in love with Pablo even if I didn't know it at the time and then I start to like you, it's so confusing Pedri. I can't choose Pedri, it'll break my heart and one of you guy's heart I'm already responsible for breaking your friendship I don't want to be responsible for completely ruining it.")

"No puedo Pedri, no sería capaz de perdonarme a mí misma por destruir completo la amistad de ustedes debido a mis estúpidos sentimientos que ni siquiera tienen sentido". You closed your eyes it was so hard to focus when he was staring at you all lovingly, the longer he stared the more you fought to cave in and kiss him again, you couldn't do that to Gavi, not again. (I can't Pedri I wouldn't be able to forgive myself for completely destroying y'all's friendship because of my stupid feelings that don't even make sense.)

"Y si yo te eligiera, Pablo iría a un alboroto y haría más que darte un ojo morado". You sighed opening your eyes to meet his the dark crescent starting to form around his eye. The guilt panging your heart seeing him hurt, because of his bestfriend. And it was your fault. (And if I were to choose you, Pablo would go on a rampage and do more than give you a black eye.)

"No me importa puede darme tantos ojos negros como quiera, no importaría mientras te tenga a ti". He pleaded, he wasn't one to beg especially for a girl's attention. He was Pedri Gonzalez the girls came to him. (I don't care he could give me as many black eyes as he wants it wouldn't matter as long as I have you.)

But you were different he was willing to beg, chase, and get as many black eyes from his bestfriend just to call you his.

"Joder, por favor, Y/n, olvídate de Gavi por un segundo y piensa en nosotros". He begged as if his life depended on it. (Fuck, please, Y/n forget about Gavi for a second and think about us.)

"Pedri, no lo entiendes, no puede haber un nosotros, no importa cuánto lo queramos los dos, no puedo hacerle eso a Pablo, lo amo". You tried to reason with him. (Pedri you don't get it, there can't be an us no matter how much we both want it I can't do that to Pablo I love him.)

"No lo amas". (You don't love him.)He blurrted out, your eyes twisting into confusion. "¿Qué? ¡Por supuesto que lo amo!" (What? Of course I love him!)

"Sigues diciendo que sí lo amas, pero no te jodes a ti misma Y/n. Si lo hubieras amado, no me habrías dejado besarte. Dos veces. Si lo amaras como dices que lo haces, nunca te habrías enamorado de mí". Pedri scoffed, the truth hurt it always does. The truth was designed to hurt. (You keep saying you do, but don't fucking lie to yourself Y/n. If you loved him you wouldn't have let me kiss you. Twice. If you loved him like you claim you do you would have never fallen for me.)

He was right, maybe you didn't love Gavi as much as you claimed you did maybe the love you had for him had faded over time since you began talking to Pedri.

But you still cared for Gavi and even if it wasn't love you still had feelings for him. It wasn't fair to either Gavi or Pedri. You owed it to the three of you to take time and decide who you truly loved.

"Creo que deberías irte Pedri." You pulled away staring at the floor as you stood up, walking towards the door. (I think you should leave.)

"¿Por qué?" He asked standing up, confused on the sudden mood change and as to why you were kicking him out of your apartment. (Why?)

"Por favor, vete" You spoke, opening the door, he didn't fight you on it he walked out, you shut the door as soon as he stepped out not waiting for him to speak. (Please, just leave.)

You stayed at your door, your ear pressed against it making sure he was leaving and wasn't just standing there. The footsteps got faint, till eventually we're audible anymore.

You let out a shaky breathe taking your phone out from your pocket, dialing Isabella. You explained to her everything that happened, and how you were planning to take time off for yourself.

She encouraged you, believing it was the right thing and what you needed. And if you needed anything to call her.

You made your way towards your closet pulling out a small suitcase, taking clothes off the racks stuffing whatever fit into the suitcase. You briefly paused, staring at Gavi's jersey that hung from the hanger. You took it off balling it into a ball and tossing it to the back of your closet.

You stood up, reaching for your car keys. Was this a crazy idea? Were you crazy? No. Its what you needed, what they needed.

You drove, going over the speed limit it was the middle of the night no cops were going to appear out of nowhere. You drove fast because if you didn't you were afraid you would turn back to your apartment, and start off at step number one again.

You repeated in your head tha this was for the best and you gripped the steering wheel harder. You arrived to the airport parking, you texted Isabella you were leaving the car unlocked with your keys inside so she cold pick up your car.

You purchased your plane ticket, getting through security, sitting down at the waiting area till it was ready for your plane to take off. You pulled out your phone, opening your messages.

[You]: Me voy de Barcelona por un tiempo, para resolver las cosas, te lo hago saber para que no te preguntes por qué no has sabido nada de mí. (I'm leaving Barcelona for some time, to figure things out, i'm letting you know so you don't wonder why you haven't heard from me.)

seen by Pepi

You sighed not gaining a response you swiped over to Gavi's contact,

[You]: Sé que soy la última persona de que quieres saber algo de, pero solo te hago saber que me voy de Barcelona por un tiempo. Cuídate Pablito :) (I know i'm the last person you want to hear from, but I'm just letting you know I'm leaving Barcelona for a while. Take care Pablito :))

[Pablo]: ¿A dónde vas? (Where are you going?)

seen by Y/n

You powered your phone off, standing up as your flight number was called.

You sat down at your seat, watching as the plane took off. Watching as Barcelona grew smaller and smaller till it disappeared, and was nothing but clouds.

You leaned back on your seat, it was to late to turn back now.

Finally I finished writing it!! I hope y'all enjoy, me voy a dormir, estoy cansada😭

#gavi barcelona #pablo gavi #gavi imagine #pablo martín páez gavira #pedri gonzalez #pedri/gavi #pedri barça #pedri x reader #pedri angst #gavi angst

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amorettopedri · 5 months

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#pedri #gavi #pedrigavi #pedri/gavi #they're so precious #im eating glass #dont know if its true or not #so take it with a grain of salt #for my sanity I'll pretend its true #delulu is solulu 😁

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flwerzye · 1 month

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tw:nsfw, cockwarming, public sex.

pedri and gavi at a teammate's house on a movie night. the two were sitting together alone in one of the sofas, gavi was between pedri's legs, the two wrapped in a thick blanket. the room was dark as everyone there watched the movie that was playing on television.

pedri gently holds gavi's waist and presses his erection into his body, whispering how hard he is and that he needs to stay inside gavi right now, even if they are in public. gavi gets nervous at first but pedri whispers in his ear how tight and hot gavi insides were and that if he was a good boy, he would warm pedri's cock until the movie ended.

gavi slowly pulls down his shorts just as pedri takes his dick out of his sweatpants. gavi has pedri's cock inside him, the boy whimpers softly but needily as he feels very full, pedri whispers saying how good he was being, so he doesn't make any noise "you don't want anyone to see you with my cock inside you, dont you?" pedri asks and gavi agrees, his face was red and he felt so needy.

some there were sleeping, others were very involved with the movie and gavi just wanted to be fucked

#pedri #gavi #pedri/gavi #pedrigavi #drabble #c0ckwarming

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gavisfanta · 3 months

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Pedri discovering that the reader is pregnant?

SWEET SURPRISE - PEDRI

summary: pedri gets you pregnant and you have to tell him the big news

warnings: none just fluff

"Fuck." You muttered as you looked at the positive pregnancy test in front of you on the bathroom counter.

While looking down at the floor you heard Pedri knock on the door to the bathroom.

He just came home from practice but you didn't even realize as you have been in the bathroom for the past 20 minutes.

"Babe, can I come in?" Pedris voice drung through the door and you took a deep breath while grabbing the pregnancy test and pushing it into your hoodie pocket.

As you made sure that nothing or no sign was left of you testing positive, you walked over to the door and pushed down the doorhandle.

"Hey Pedri." You forced a smile, you were happy that you were pregnant, you just didn't know how Pedri was gonna react. You two weren't really trying for a baby so that was what you were the most afraid of.

Many emotions filled you up as you hugged him, he was the father of your child. He was the one that got you pregnant, he was the one who made you feel safe and happy. You just hoped that it wouldn't get destroyed as you told him the news.

However as of right now you were still debating as if you should tell him, he is the dad after all he deserved to know. He had every right to know but you were scared.

Pedri pulled you out of your thoughts as he looked down at you silently. He grabbed your jaw and made you look up at him, Pedri immediately noticed that your eyes were filled up with worry and sorrow.

He squinted his eyes and his lips curled up into a soft smile as he looked at you.

"Are you okay?" He inhaled sharply as you nodded your head, it was like you couldn't talk. You were well known to the fact that this is where it all could go wrong.

As soon as Pedri noticed that you really weren't feeling well, or atleast he noticed that something was on your mind, his smile faded.

He was concerned for you and what possibly could have hurt you, or rather who. So he pushed a strand of hair behind your ear as he stood close to you, letting you feel his presence, that he was there for you.

"Y/n what is on your mind?" He asked again, you let out a deep sigh as you then put your forehead on his shoulder and toon a few deep breaths before stepping away from him and leaning backward against the counter top.

"I have to tell you something." You said and put both of your hands on either side of your body and you watched him stand there and look at you.

"I had a gut feeling that something was wrong so while you were at practice today I went to the store and bought a pregnancy test." You said as fast as you could.

Many things crossed Pedris mind at those seconds as you spoke the last word.

Pregnancy test.

Pregnancy.

Baby.

Dad.

Pedri had always wanted a family with you and he has made thst clear many times before. So now he was holding his breath and watching the mother of his kid, hopefully.

"It was positive, now I understand if you don't want to kee-" You tried to say but before you could even finish your sentence Pedri almost jumped over to you and lifted you off the floor.

He spun you around in the air as his face was covered by a big smile. His eyes so small they were barely visible as his whole face wrinkled up.

He put you down and then kissed you on the lips, you couldn't help but smile at his sweet gesture. You didn't expect him to be this happy if he even would be happy at all.

"This is wonderful. My god I can't wait for those nine months. You want to keep the baby right? We're gonna be amazing parents diós mío." Pedri was feeling hyper active as he looked at you and held your hand.

"Of course." you smiled and Pedri nodded his head. You couldn't help but laugh as you watched your boyfriend smile at you in happiness.

He was truly the right one for you.

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arphemorve · 5 months

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If Gavi were to become a clothes seller:

#pedri/gavi #fake fake fake fake because I'm bored #ignore time

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emmmma-0315 · 4 months

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Pedri literally be grinding his teeth right now, lmao😂

Side note: they do look happy & adorable🥰

Side side note: why does it look like the tree is growing out of his head😭

#fc barcelona #pablo gavi #gavi #pedri/gavi #a certain Canarian boy is crying right now #so am i tbh #Gavi's clothes looks 40 but his face looks baby waby #acquired taste from Pedri I see

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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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