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Vinicius imagine, Forever support

I just came home after my running session. I had to keep healthy and in form, and even though Vini didn’t really like me going to run alone, I still did it. Going into the gym room on my own was impossible. I didn’t have the motivation to face it alone if I didn’t have my teacher, my handsome personal trainer.

I rushed in the shower, and when I came back, my phone was buzzing with me being tagged on Ig stories or with texts, posts about Vinicius during the press conference. Worry came.

My phone wasn’t used to this many notifications. I was used to receiving more since dating Vini, but not at this point. I was getting more and more intrigued. I wouldn’t have been if it was him but he couldn't because he didn’t have access to his phone at this time of day. We facetimed each other every morning and every night, even though we’ve been separated for just a few days. Even if he was still in Spain. It was our ritual.

He was currently for the week with the Brazilian national team for two games : one in London and the other in Sevilla against Spain.

I was supposed to come in the afternoon before the game, but everything changed the moment I left the shower.

I was quick to open the stories, and my heart broke. There was my man crying, after answering questions about racism and the situation he had to face at almost every game. Seeing him so emotional, breaking down and fighting the tears, but it was too strong, too much pain that needed to explode.

“ Solo quiero jugar al fútbol. Solo quiero jugar. Solo quiero hacerlo todo por mi club, por mi familia.”

It was too strong to carry on his own, all this hate. I never understood it , and never will. How can people be so cruel over others ? To the point of chants and a hung doll over a bridge. Cruelty beyond understatement.

So as soon as I saw that, I finished my suitcase crying for my man and took the first train to Seville, where they were staying during the international break.

On my way, I called Rodrygo, who luckily answered. He was the Brazilian I was the closest to, we were seeing each other a lot and he became my friend too. He confirmed my boyfriend’s current state, and showed me Vini’s room. I wouldn't have made it without him, so I mentally noted to thank him properly once back in Madrid. I was afraid of not being welcomed at the hotel, but they understood the situation.

It has only been a few day’s separation, but I still miss him like crazy, as always. The house felt empty without his laugh, I felt empty as well.

Rodrygo and I chatted briefly in the hotel before his physio appointment and I was finally in front of Vini’s room. I took a deep breath and knocked, worried about how I would find him.

A quiet “ Entra” was heard and I let myself in.

Laid down on his bed with his training kit on, he was scrolling on his phone. Tiredness mixed with sadness readable on his face.

He looked up, wondering about who could be there.

A few seconds passed, he was quick to change into shock, surprise and a small smile. I didn’t give him the time to get up and I knocked him down with all my strength, which was nothing compared to him.

Vinicius buried his face in my neck, his hands around my body. I felt a loving kiss under my ear and he managed, easily, to make me get back. We looked at each other.

“ Amor, what are you doing here ? Are you ok ?”

Silly him, to think about me instead of him.

“ I’m fine. I just wanted to see you, after what happened.

He sighed before guiding me to sit next to him.

I am so sorry bêbe, I said, taking his hand into mine.

It’s not your fault.

I know, but I feel so mad and sad. You don’t deserve that. No one does.

He looked at me, eyes so sad it broke my heart once more.

Maybe I got what I deserved.

Don’t ever say you’re not worth it, because that’s a horrible lie. Look what you've achieved. From Brazil to become one of the greatest football players. You use your visibility to raise your voice about something that should never exist. You have all the right to speak about your feelings, because no one should have suffered the way you do. It’s ok to fight it, because it is unbearable. I’ve never experienced it myself, but seeing you affected is unbearable. I am hurt too, but I can’t fully understand your feelings. If you’re hurt, I’m hurt. If you cry I cry. Despite everything, I believe and have faith in humanity. I’m sure we can change things, life and mentality. All together.

I breathed deeply after what could have been a speech. He was used to my rantings, but not such as this one. And I wasn’t done.

Baby, you are not alone. I’m with you. Always. If it had to be us against the world, then so be it.

He looked at me for a few seconds, smiled with gleamed eyes and simply said

Eu te amo.

Meu amor, te amo mais que tudo.

Seeing him like this, so vulnerable and sad, without his confidence made my heart shatter.

So I did what I thought was best, dropping everything to be with him. Like we always did. Talking about it, even if it was hard , he had to take some of the pain out. It was too much of a burden to carry alone. He thought it but he knew deep down he had me.

“ No one should be racially insulted because you are better than them on and outside the pitch. You are a wonderful person Vinícius José Paixão de Oliveira Júnior. And I'll be more than proud to recall you everyday. “

I took a deep breath, and he let me silent before kissing me fiercely. He held my jaw and kept me close to him, like I’d ever wanted to leave his embrace.

“ I would marry you right now if I could.

My joking baby is back, I said, glad to see his smile on his face again.

I’m not kidding, I will marry you you know Y/N, he said all serious.

I can’t wait then, I said kissing his nose.”

We stayed in each other's arms for a while, our breathing the only thing heard.

“ Where are you staying tonight? You’re not coming home are you ?

No, I took all my stuff and went there as soon as I heard. I didn't think of a hotel to be honest, all I was thinking was you.

He smiled and pecked me.

O seleccionador wouldn't let you there, sadly, but I’m gonna ask the assistant to find you a hotel.

That would be great, thanks love.

Thank you anjo.

Me ? What for ? I’ve done nothing.

On the contrary. Thank you for dropping everything to come to me. for caring for me, for loving, for supporting me no matter what.

Always

Eu te amo.

Eu te amo coração. And you’ll have to score to show the world you are the best footballer in the universe

I’ll do my best amor.

And of course he did it, scored and celebrated to prove all the haters wrong, that he was stronger than them. He didn’t forget his signature heart and kiss on his wrist, where my initials laid all inked, and pointed me in the stands. I couldn't be prouder of my man.

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Jamal Musiala imagine, Oktoberfest

October was fully installed in Munchen, which meant one thing. Oktoberfest was right around the corner. It will be my first time coming, and it will be even more special because I’ll accompany Jamal and the entire Bayern team. Which caused some anxiety moments, but Jamal was quick to remind me of how much we’ll enjoy this moment, spending as much time as we could together. Plus it would be another opportuntiy to be with the team and to know them better, outside of football.

We spent quite some time to find our costumes, because we wanted them to match. We loved matching outfits so we had to do it for that occasion.  

It was D-day. I was so excited, just like Jamal.

We were getting ready, in our shared bedroom, singing along some music, when Jamal got close to me.

« Mein Schatz, you look incredible ! » he said, his hands roaming around my body. I blushed, like every time he complimented me, still not used to it. He kept his hands around my dress, playing with the front laces.

« I could say the same to you. »

«  Take an image, it’ll last longer. »

« Don’t worry I will baby. » I said with a wink.

He was so handsome, in this bavarian costume. So goodlooking, I could watch him all day. But we had an even to attend.

We were now seated alongside his teammates, Jamal obvisously chatting with Alphonso, like the two besties they were. But his hand never left mine, fiercy intertwined and leaving every once in a while some strokes and kisses. We all were having a good time.

« Come on, let’s get a drink ! » Jamal said getting up, but waiting for me.

« Hum, no Bambi ! » Kimmich quickly responded.

« What do you mean no ? »

« No. »

« I’m 20. »

« I know but still no. »

« Jogi, you are insufferable. »

« You gotta keep  a good image, like the children you are. »

« Oh my days. »

I was laughing so hard it hurt. This was just so funny to watch. Jamal’s expression, brows furrowed and astonishment readable on his face. But he should have known better with Joshua, Thomas or Leroy.

« Babe ! Help me ! » He said, turning around to look at me. I threw my hands in the air, as a sign of innoncence.

«  Fine, but when we’ll win the Bundesliga this season, prepare yoursefl to see me with a enormous pint ! »

Everyone laughed at their Bambi’s dramatic reaction.

«  Sure thing Bambi ! »

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Fermín López imagine - El peluquero ( en español)

Estaba esperando a Fermín en mi piso para que regrese de su tarde con Pablo. Estos dos eran mejores amigos y a veces le decía que le quería más a él que a mí.

“ Como si fuera posible” me respondía cada vez. 

Estaba tan inmersa en mi libro que no entendí abrir la puerta. Le di la llave hace unos meses después de un incidente absurdo, y también porque pasamos mucho tiempo juntos, ya sea en mi casa o en la suya. Una vez olvidé mis llaves en su casa, mientras él estaba al otro lado de España para jugar un partido… Y por supuesto la llave estaba en su piso. Así que a partir de este momento, decidimos tener cada uno nuestras llaves para que no se reproduzca. 

Fermin, en cuanto a él, estaba observando a su chica, en plena lectura, confortablemente instalada en el sofá, llevando una de sus camisetas. Moria de amor. Su rayo de sol después de la tormenta. 

Se acercó para acabar detrás de ella, pero como sabia como se pudiera asustar fácilmente, decidió ir suavemente , su mano acariciando su pelo y luego su espalda, sin sentir su piel escondida bajo la ropa. 

“ Hola amor” dije con una sonrisa. 

“ Hola princesa”, dijo, escalando el sofá para sentarse junto a mi lado, su cara contra mi pecho, dejando besitos aquí y allá. Su mano bajo mi, o más, su camiseta. 

“ ¡Qué frío !” exclamé con estupor.

“ Lo siento amor, pero necesito calentarme.”

“ Paso algo ?”

“ ¿No te gusta mi pelo?” dijo con humor, pero con un poco de inseguridad.

“ Si, que me gusta, dije, mi mano acercándose para acariciar su pelo. Irías sin pelo que me gustaria siquiera capullo. Pero sé que hay algo que te molesta”

“ Es que fue un poco agotador la verdad.”

“ Agotador ? El peluquero ?” Me sorprendió bastante la declaración suya.

“ No, pero después si.”

Explicó, frente a mi cara sorprendida.

“ Apenas salí con Pablo fuimos rodeados por fans, por gente. Pero nada de lo habitual.”

“ Ya veo.” Ya me imaginaba lo que pasó.

“ No. No te lo imaginas amor. Tanta gente corriendo para una foto, un autografo. Pablo tuvo que correr para llegar al coche”

“ Y tu ?”

“ Fui el primero. Y Pablo es el más famoso de nosotros dos.”

“ Tonterias ! Has visto como todo cambio desde esta temporada ?”

Asintio. Todo cambia, y aun me pregunté si pudiéramos salir en las calles de Barcelona sin ser reconocido.

“ Lo siento”

“ Por ?”

“ Este momento es estresante. Sé que debe ser complicado salir con todo el mundo queriendo tu tiempo  y tu atención. Es importante para ellos, y lo entiendo. Pero a veces puede ser invasivo.

“ Es eso, tienes razón. No les rechazó pero es demasiado a veces. Y hoy fue de otro mundo. No puedo imaginarte si estuvieras con nosotros. Y si te empujan ? Sin quererlo”

“ Nunca ocurrió, no te preocupes por mí.”

“ Por supuesto me preocupo por ti.” Sonríe frente a su convicción. 

“ ¿Piensas que podremos todavía  pasear en las calles o en la playa ?”

“ No sé. Pienso que si.é

“ Pues, quizás tendremos que disfrazarnos”, dije bromeando.”

“ Y como está nuestro Pablito ?”

“ Como yo, lo conoces. Pero es un poco más acostumbrado que yo.” 

No hablemos por un ratito, solamente abrazándonos, con besitos de vez en cuando. 

“ Hay algo que nunca va a cambiar.”

“ Y eso qué es ?”

“ Mi amor por ti.”

Sonreí, porque siempre me explotó el corazón al oír palabras así.

“ Oh, bebé. Te quiero. Para. Siempre” dije dandole un beso entre cada palabra. 

“ Te amo princesa.”

Disfrutamos del atardecer; colocados en el sofá, disfrutando al máximo de nosotros en la seguridad de sus brazos alrededor de mi, y su cabeza en mis piernas, acariciando su pelito. 

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Wedding reception, Jadon Sancho Imagine

Wedding reception , Jadon Sancho 

I was getting ready for my sister’s wedding anniversary party. We were lucky to have the weather in our favor : we had to be careful with the weather, even in July. 

I opted for a long dress and wedge espadrilles, that suited the bohemian theme and I thought it would suit the occasion. 

I was really looking forward to the party since it was one of the rare occasions for me to do such familiar events  and even more special because Jadon will accompany me. It was before the start of the season so he was staying with me in my country and took him in my luggages as I joked back at the airport. 

“ Oh my days you look amazing baby !” I heard him saying while coming into the bathroom. 

“ Give me a twirl” He shot his hand at me to take it and did what he wanted, with him making me turn and we somehow ended up chest to chest. I looked up to him and for once, our height difference wasn't that bad because of the heels I've been wearing. 

“ Don’t distract me love” 

“ I’m not doing anything ! “ He said, mimicking surrender with his hands but they quickly found their way back around my body.

“ Stop looping at me like that !”

“ Can’t help it, you’re so beautiful” I blushed, still not getting used to his compliments, even after months and months of dating. 

“Don’t you dare !” I warned him as I saw him try to play with the straps of my dress, which made him laugh, playful as he always is. 

We managed to get ready and came to my sister’s house a little bit late because I had to change shoes in order to drive, and because, let’s be honest,  we are always late. Jadon wanted to drive but I took the rare opportunity to do it, since I wasn’t driving much in Manchester, because of the driving side. I wasn’t still used to it, and it made loads of funny moments with Jadon, who was waiting for me next to the car, surprised at me going the wrong way. 

He placed his hand on my thigh, and I tried my best not to be distracted but he seemed to understand and did not move it, but let it there  the entire ride. It was so reassuring,to sense his presence. 

Once we got there, he was quick to open my door, and held my hand in the path, which was not ideal to walk in with such heels. 

“ Your entire family will be there ?” 

“ Yes.” 

I saw him gulp, a clear sign of apprehension coming from him. 

“ Baby, you met them already !”

“ I know but”

“ No buts ! I’ve met your family way more than you with mine and I'm still alive !”

“ Of course they love you !”

“ And mine loves you too ! “

“ Your grandma not so much….” 

“ It’s because of the tattoos, she’s not fond of them. But I do, so don”t think about it ! And she loves you silly.” 

As I was talking, my hand that was not gripped to his , came to stop him going further. 

“ They all love you because you love me, and I you,  alright ?” 

He nodded and I kissed him. He cupped my cheeks to deepen the kiss. 

It could have been more heated but I held down, so close to my family. He saw my flustered face. 

“ That’s the effect I have on you !” He joked 

“ 100% true. Have you seen yourself ?” 

He was the most handsome man alive, I swear. Even with joggers, or especially with joggers, he was handsome. But here, with a linen shirt and jeans, he was to die for. 

I had to restrain myself and not spend the night staring and kissing him, but we were interrupted by the sound of giggles and my name being called. 

We both turned around to see my niece and nephew running in our directions. I squatted down to hold them in my arms. They were the people I loved most, alongside Jadon of course. Jadon , who was watching the scene, had a huge smile plastered on his face looking at her girlfriend kissing and holding tight her niece and nephew. Suddenly he felt broody and couldn’t help himself picture their future together surrounded by their kids. 

I got up, held the kids by the hands and look at Jadon

“ What ?”

“ Nothing” I wasn’t convinced but couldn’t respond with the kids leading us to my sister, who was greeting the guests. 

We went to say hi to everyone I knew. I didn’t let go of Jadon’s hand even when I was being hugged by my family. I knew how it felt to be the “stranger” in the room, the only one who didn’t speak the language fluently, so I did my best to keep him close to me the entire evening. 

My aunt asked us for a photo. Jadon took one step aside but my aunt and I were quick to grab him back.

“ Since when you don’t want to take a picture ?”

“ I thought it would be you only.”

“ Silly you’re part of the family.”

It was so cute to see his flustered cheeks in the picture. 

“ Now you two” said my aunt in my language, which Jadon didn’t entirely understand.

“ She wants to take us two.” 

“ Oh, sure.” 

He grabbed me by the waist to hold me closer. I briefly looked at him to see his joyful smile, placed a peck on his lips before looking at the camera. 

When I received the pictures, we were surprised to see she took pictures of us looking at each other and kissing. The pictures were so beautiful, and reflected the love we shared. 

“ I love them.” I said

“ And I love you.” 

“ I love you.” I responded. And everytime we said those three words, it was the same : so magical.

It seemed like the moment was well chosen to declare our love because some slow music was being played. First for my sister and her husband, and then for everyone who wanted to dance. 

I knew he will take me on the dancefloor, but I melted seeing him switching position so he could look at me in the eye before casually saying 

“ Would you like to dance princess ?”

I happily nodded as he led me to where other couples were dancing, such as my parents or other family members. We went outside and started to dance, or more slow dance, our bodies getting along with the slow melody. 

It felt so nice, being here, surrounded by the people I love, and with my favorite person in the world. 

“ I’m glad I came. “

“ See ! I told you !” 

“ I was just  a little bit nervous. But I really looked forward to come.”

“ And I’m so happy you could be there with me. It’s so nice to see you with my family.” 

“ Now I understand how hard it could be for you, being around “foreigners” and speaking another language all the time. I’m so thankful and proud of you.” 

I was not prepared for such a declaration from him, and I smiled. 

He didn’t give me the time to respond and made me twirl, so my back was pressed against his chest. 

“ You look so stunning I swear my heart missed a beat.”

“ Well that’s the effect you do to me everyday.”

He laughed, like a sweet melody right in his ears. 

“ Well, same here baby. You don’t know how crazy I am about you.” 

I switched positions to face him again, and we continued to dance slowly. I saw my mom looking at us and shot me a wink, all smiles. 

And we suddenly were interrupted by two pairs of hands taping against us. 

We looked down to see my niece and nephew. 

“ Hey babies ! Do you wanna dance?” I asked in my language, and I was right asking this. That’s what they came after all. 

“ They want to dance with us.” I translated to him, because I saw his questioning look. 

I grabbed my nephew’s hands to take him in my arms, and began to make him twirl, his laugh resonating in the dancefloor. And with the other hand I took my niece’s to dance with them two. It was not easy but we had a good time.. Jadon stood aside, and I felt sorry for a second but he looked at me as a way to say “ Continue, don’t mind me.” 

The next dance came and it was a rocky one, which we danced well and had a lot of fun. We could have done a lot more, but we were exhausted with our moves. They came with their parents’ table to drink, meanwhile Jadon and I returned to our seats. 

I saw his look. 

“ What ?”

“ What what ?”

“ Why are you looking at me like that ? Am I all sweaty for my dance ?” 

“ No, he said, smiling. It’s just seeing you with the little ones.” 

“ And ?”

“ You beamed. And it’s freaking hot and cute.” 

“ Oh, is my baby being all broody?” I asked in a playful tone. 

“ Don’t you ?” 

“ It happens….. a lot” 

He laughed and held my hand under the table. 

“ Just imagine us with a mini-you and a mini-me.”

“ Our family.” 

And here I was again, dreaming once more about us surrounded by our kids. 

We were smiling like two idiots, and let’s be honest like two lovesick puppies. 

It was like the moment was so right, because champagne was served. 

“ To love, to family!” I said.

“ To us” Jadon said, looking straight into my eyes. 

And we kissed, after toasting to our future, but because we were smiling, it was a bit messy. 

“ I love you angel” he said, against my lips. 

I pecked his lips before saying “ I love you too baby.”

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La familia, Pablo Gavi imagine ( en espanol)

La familia, Pablo Gavi imagine

Diciembre siempre fue uno de mis  mes favoritos. No solamente por Navidad sino por el invierno, la nieve, el tiempo pasado con nuestra familia y amigos.  Pablo lo entendió y lo vio muy bien desde el  primer día de diciembre. Mi “locura navideña” como la llamaba. Tenía como misión hacer de su casa la más bella y navideña posible, aun bajo el sol barcelonés. Pero ahora fue su turno de venir a pasar el 25 de diciembre con mi familia. Era la primera vez que iba a ver a la familia entera. Lo que le quedaba un poco ansioso aparentemente. 

“ Solo son mis tíos, tías y abuela además de mis padres y hermana. "

" Si pero es de toda tu familia cercana de que se trata."

"No te preocupes, no son tiranos".

"Lo sé, pero si no me…” No le dejé terminar porque ya sabía cómo se iba a acabar. 

"Ya te quieren, tonto. Porque te quiero yo, dije con una sonrisa, acariciando su brazo. "

Todo va a pasarse bien amor.”

Ya no hablamos de este tema pero vi que estaba nervioso en el coche que nos llevaba a la casa de mi hermana. Fui yo la que estaba conduciendo, así que solamente podía colocar mi mano en su pierna cuando la ruta me lo permitía. 

Hemos disfrutado de los pocos días que tuvimos en mi entorno para hacerle visitar dondé crecí y los lugares importantes de mi vida e infancia. Ya pasó días en mi país pero fue muy corto y no pudo encontrar a toda mi familia. La Navidad era la ocasión perfecta. 

“ No entiendo porque tienes miedo de conducir en Barcelona. Aquí lo haces muy bien. 

"No me gusta cuando hay demasiado tráfico y no quiero provocar un accidente al llevarte al entrenamiento.”

Rio a mi broma y salimos del coche para acercarnos a la casa de mi hermana. 

“ Te cambia de Barcelona eh ?"

"si, pero es muy relajante. "

"Pero tú, sé tranquilo. Todo va a pasar bien” Dije, entrelazando su mano con la mía antes de besarle. Intenté mostrarle todo lo que pensaba con ese beso, pero fuimos apartados poco después por un grito y risas. Me di la vuelta y vi a uno de mis tíos y sobrino riendo de nosotros diciendo en mi idioma "¡ Hola los enamorados !” 

Suspiré con una sonrisa y ríe aún más al ver la carita y mejillas rojas de Pablo. Puse mi mano libre en su mejilla, lanzándole un quieto “vamos”.

Fuimos acogidos por dos de mis personas favoritas, a saber mi sobrina y su hermano pequeño. Hacía meses que no nos veíamos así que estaba tan feliz de verles. Deje su mano para abrazarlos. Presenté a Pablo a todos los miembros de mi familia como mi novio. Siempre el rojo apareciendo en mi cara al decir aquellas palabras. No sabía todavía que hice para merecer a alguien como él en mi vida. 

“ Así que es él famoso quien robo tu corazón ? "

"Bueno, parece que sí” Dije, toda tímida. 

Tuve que traducirlo porque no hablaba muy bien mi idioma pero aprecié sus esfuerzos para conversar, o más los básicos de la conversación. Cada vez que hablaba mi idioma, me quedaba toda aturullada. Y bien lo sabía porque se distraía al decir palabras en momentos más sorprendentes.

Pero saber los esfuerzos que hizo para conversar como podía con mi familia me emociono mucho. 

Podía hablar español con mi madre y hermana, pero fue cómico cuando mi sobrina le estaba hablando con tal debito que me miro, o más me suplicó con los ojos, para traducir. Fue muy divertido. Cuando mi sobrino le tocó por la sombra y se puso en sus rodillas, mi corazón se apretó. Verlos reír, comunicarse sin palabras y divirtiéndose me alegro tanto que estaba muy emocionada. Atesoraré este momento de complicidad y de felicidad entre mis dos chicos por mucho tiempo. 

Vi la sorpresa en los ojos de Pablo pero acepto este gesto de mi sobrino con alegría y entusiasmo. No pude admirarles como quería porque mi sobrina se sentó conmigo en mis rodillas para disfrutar de los pocos momentos que teníamos juntas. Eso fue lo único “menos” de vivir en otro país , estar lejos de mi familia. Pero tenía a mi lado el amor de mi vida, así que no hubiera cambiado por nada en el mundo. Así que disfrutamos al máximo de aquellos momentos. 

En ese momento , no sabía que mi hermana había sacado una foto de nosotros cuatro, jugando y riendo. 

Fuimos interrumpidos por toques en la puerta. Los niños entendieron y se pusieron a correr, en esperanza de ver al Papa Noel. Pablo y yo ya nos pusimos de acuerdo para darnos los regalos a solas, por intimidad y practicidad también porque viajemos en avión. Nos pusimos en los duendes navideños, distribuyendo los regalos. 

Pasamos el resto de la noche jugando con los niños y comiendo, charlando con mis tías y hermana. Había temido que Pablo se aburra pero me dijo, cuando le pregunté : “ ¿Cómo podría amor?”.

La noche llegaba a su fin y los saludos se acababan en abrazos y promesas de venir a verme en la capital catalana, lo que me alegré mucho. El viaje a casa se fue en silencio y yo me quedé dormida, la cabeza en el cuerpo de Pablo. Fui despertada por un beso en el pelo y con palabras suaves y quietas indicando que ya habíamos llegado a la casa de mis padres.

Fui menos cansada una vez en la cama con mi horrible  pijama navideño, pero confortable al lado de Pablo. 

“ Mira lo que recibí, dije dándole mi móvil. 

"¡Qué buena foto ! Mandamela porfi."

"Va a ser mi nuevo fondo de pantalla.” 

Soltó una risita pero bien veía que tenía una cara nerviosa, o más concentrada, jugando con mi mano.

“ Falta algo."

"Como ? le pregunté, sorprendida."

"Falta algo, repitió, su mirada dirigida en mi mano

Un regalo, preciso”

Y con eso se levantó para tomar algo en su maleta sin dejarme el tiempo de decir algo.

“No flipas, no es lo que crees” Dijo al ver mi cara frente a la caja roja. Tomo mi mano izquierda y me miro para mi aprobación. Asiente con una sonrisa. 

“ No te estoy pidiendo matrimonio. Ahora no , por lo menos. Es más como un anillo de compromiso para probar mi amor. El anillo tenía el tamaño perfecto. Tenía un pequeño P al frente. No sabía que estaba llorando hasta que sentí lágrimas goteando en mis mejillas. 

“ Es magnífico mi amor. Te quiero te quiero te quiero” 

Si alguien nos miraba, supuse que teníamos grandes sonrisas, como dos niños muy felices. 

“ Mi turno” Me levanté para sacar el paquete de mi bolso.

“ Sé que te gusta la mía, así que tendremos la misma, pero a un detalle.” 

Le di el paquete ante cuestionamiento y excitación visible en su expresión. La cadena de oro se presentó en sus manos. Me sonrió, aparentemente contento con su regalo. La examinó, para ver la diferencia con la que estaba llevando. 

“ ¿ Cómo hiciste ?"

"Tuve que encontrar a un joyero en capacidad de realizar mi proyecto. No estaba segura si quería llevar mi inicial así que pensé en eso."

"Es increíble. Eres increible” Me puso aun más contra él, de tal manera que tenía mi cara en el recodo de su cuello. 

“ Gracias amor. Es muy atento. Adoro. ¿Me ayudas? “ Tome la cadena para ponerla alrededor de su cuello, la inicial que también servía como cierre. 

“ Tadam guapo !” Se miró en el espejo, satisfecho.

“ Mejor así” Dijo, moviéndola cadena para poner mi incial al frente.

Sonriendo como dos tontos, me miró antes de darme un beso. Sonreí en el beso, lo que resultó en un gemido de su parte. Cada beso, me hacía débil en las rodillas. Y bien lo sabía pero como estábamos en casa de mis padres, no se atrevía para continuar.

“ Feliz navidad amor.

"Feliz Navidad, te quiero."

"Y yo a ti princesa”

[anintrovertwriter]

Pablo Gavi Imagine - Parking lot ( en espanol)

Pablo Gavi, Aparcamiento 

Estaba en los camerinos, esperando a Pablo para recogerlo y volver a casa. El partido de esta noche se acabó con un empate contra el Athletic Club Bilbao. Fue un partido bastante equilibrado. Bilbao siempre fue un equipo difícil de jugar contra. 

Estaba hablando con su hermana y el hermano de Pedri, Fernando cuando recibí un mensaje. 

“Puedes bajar al coche. Llego en diez minutos”

Al ver el mensaje, comprendí que le pesaba el empate de hoy. El resultado no afectaba el liderazgo del Barça en la Liga, pero la diferencia de puntos entre ellos y el Real disminuia. Yo bien sabía que no iba a ser el más feliz cuando lo iba a encontrar en pocos minutos. 

Jugó bien, hizo una asistencia para Ferran, pero sabía que no iba a celebrar un empate. 

Tenía un carácter de lo más competitivo que le costaba peleas en la cancha, varias faltas y tarjetas amarillas. Cada vez que lo veía al suelo, no podía evitar estar estresada si le había ocurrido algo serio o que iba a ser expulsado por su exceso de compromiso en el juego. 

Me despedí de mis amigos para bajar a recoger el coche y esperar a Pablo aca. 

Todavía había aficionados en el aparcamiento, pero fui discreta para llegar a mi coche. No habíamos oficializado nada, porque pensamos que nuestra relación no le debería importar a otros, sino a nosotros y a nuestros parientes. 

Fue Pedri quien lo llevó al estadio porque deberían llegar más temprano que nosotros los espectadores para el discurso del mister, el calentamiento y toda la preparación que se requiere para jugar un partido en el Camp Nou. 

Entré en mi coche, y le avisé con un mensaje, pero sabía que no lo iba a leer porque lo vi en el aparcamiento llegando solito. Pero no fue tan solo porque fue seguido por aficionados que querían una foto o autógrafo en una camiseta.  Me vio e intentó acelerar el movimiento pero fue sin contar con las personas cada vez más numerosas que se acercaban de él. Vi el cambio en su cara, porque tanto a él como yo, no le gustaba estar rodeado por gente, sobre todo al momento de irse y con las cámaras delante de su carita y en mi dirección. Pablo pasó mucho tiempo con los aficionados, pero ahora supe que prefería que no fuera el caso. Le vi disculparse y dirigiéndose hacia el coche. 

Me preparé y ya había arrancado el coche, para huir lo más rápido posible. 

Entró, puso sus cosas detrás y me beso la mejilla brevemente, pero todavía tuve el tiempo de inspirar y oler a su perfume, lo que subió mucho mi ansiedad frente a los fans.

Cuando vimos a toda la gente que se acercaba del coche, móvil en la mano, me asusté y Pablo lo entendí de pronto.

“ Vamos, salimos de aquí. Pero antes voy a hacer algo"

"Qué ?"

No tuvo el tiempo de contestar porque bajó la ventanilla y dijo 

“ Mi novia y yo queremos un poco de respeto. Gracias”

Lo miré con una cara, una mezcla de admiración, de orgullo y de amor infinito por este chico. 

“ Voy un poco lento porque no quiero matar a alguien y porque sigo siendo bajo el shock de tu declaración " dije con una sonrisa 

"Me enfadaron y sé que te causa ansiedad cuando hacen esto. Pero ahora, todo estará bien amor, dijo, una mano en mi rodilla”

Disfruté de la oportunidad de una luz roja para darme la vuelta y mirarle 

“ ¿Estás seguro ? Ahora van a tener fotos y saber que tienes una novia "

"Claro que estoy seguro. No me gusta cuando invaden nuestra intimidad pero ahora no podrían inventar relaciones con princesas o modelos. Porque ya tengo a mi reina", dijo con un guiño.

Ríe y nos miramos con tanto amor que  mi corazón casi exploto. 

“ ¡Qué romántico !” Quise continuar pero un claxon me sacó de la mirada y deje un “oops” antes de arrancar rápidamente

“ Sabes, verte conducir no me da la gana de conducir yo mismo"

"Y eso por qué ? "

"Eres muy guapa y sexy cuando conduces, una mano en el volante y la otra en mi pierna o entrelazada con mi mano"

"Voy a llevarte todos los días al entrenamiento entonces jaja. No trabajo y voy a ser tu chofer oficial"

"Me parece bien “ 

Su móvil sonó y la cara de Pedri apareció en la pantalla riendo como un loco 

“ ¿Qué te pasa hermano ?" Dijo Pablo, desconcertado 

"No sabia que te convirtió en un árbitro en el aparcamiento "

"¿Qué dices por dios ?"

"Ya se encuentra en las redes tu cara enojada pidiendo respeto para tu novia" 

"Alla vamos", dije 

"No me estoy burlando de él Y/N"

Pablo se mofó de él enseguida pero Pedri no le dio la oportunidad de contestar

"En serio, no soy de broma, Pablo es tu caballero para defenderte cuando la gente puede ser invasiva. Solo para decir enhorabuena niños y ahora podré mostrar como eres con tu chica “

No nos dejó el tiempo de contestar y colgó el teléfono sin avisar. 

"Es terrible él no ?”  

Asiente mientras aparcaba  el coche frente a nuestra casa. 

En camino por entrar me dijo 

“ No tenias frio así ? "Dijo, mostrando mi abrigo

"No y además  tenía una manta , mira la cara que teníamos con Sira, le dije mostrando la foto que la novia de Ferran y yo sacamos durante el partido. Sabes que nunca íbamos a ver el partido adentro." Sonrió  un poco, pero vi que estaba pensando en el partido

"Amor, jugaste bien y el equipo también. Ven aquí Golden Boy” dijo, mis manos ya en su talla para atraerle contra mi. 

Se relajo un poco 

"Créeme amor. Ya seguimos líder de la liga, nunca los madridistas van a doblarnos "

"¿Nos ? ¿Juegas también ? "

"No me viste ? Con mi super numero ?"

Dijo mientras abría mi abrigo para que se pudiera ver la camiseta blaugrana. Me hizo dar la vuelta para ver, lo que sabía de antemano, su nombre y el número 30. 

Mi tentativa funciono al oír su risa justo antes de sentir sus labios sobre las mías, dándome un beso que recibí con placer. Nunca me cansaría de estar en sus brazos y besarle. 

“ Vamos adentro amor  o nos vamos a congelar” Me tomo la mano y entramos en la casa, muy felices de estar juntos. 

[anintrovertwriter]

Sorpresa, Pablo Gavi imagine ( en español)

Sorpresa, Pablo Gavi 

Vivir en un país diferente al que su novio no es de lo más fácil. 

Hoy es uno de los partidos más esperados de la temporada. La vuelta de la semifinal contra Chelsea. Pero los partidos de Champions son el martes o el miércoles, y yo, como estudiante, no puedo asistir a muchos de esos partidos. 

Pablo sabía que no era mi culpa pero a él le gustaría que fuera en el Camp Nou y no delante de mi televisión a mil kilómetros de distancia. Estar en un avión era como mi segunda casa, como lo bromeo mucho. Paso mis findes entre Francia y Cataluña cuando era posible. 

Una vez me siento afortunada de vivir no tan lejos de París para saltar en en tren y después en un avión. Cuando le dije que no podría hacerlo en tiempo para la semi a causa de la universidad, tenía una cara tan triste y decepcionada, sin su bonita sonrisa. Tenía las cejas fruncidas, pero sabía que no podía saltar a clase. Pero yo sabía que mi agenda me lo podía. Decidí no decirle para que tenga la sorpresa. Por una vez, gracias al universo supongo, no tenía clase esos famosos martes y miércoles. 

Después de horas de viaje, su madre, mi cómplice en esta aventura, me recogió al Prat. Fue difícil explicar a Pablo que no podía contestar a sus mensajes. Lo más complicado fue el Facetime antes de cada partido. Tuve que esconderme en un lugar neutro para que no pudiera reconocer en la propia casa de su madre. 

Tuve que exponer mi mejor arte porque no es fácil para mi mentir, pero fue por una buenísima ocasión. 

Terminamos la llamada con un “pep talk” de mi parte, lo que parecía animarle. 

“Força amor, te amo. Estoy contigo” Pero no sabía lo cercano de esta frase. 

Me reuní con su madre y hermana, camiseta número 30 llevada orgullosamente y nos acercamos al estadio. 

El ambiente alrededor del estadio era de lo más espectacular, especialmente esta noche. Tenemos la final al alcance de la mano. Podemos hacerlo. Ya estaba culer antes de conocer a Pablo. Lo hubiera apoyado en cualquier equipo pero no sé como hubiera hecho si hubiera jugado por el Real! Asistir a los partidos hubiera sido mas dificil jaja. 

Tomamos nuestros sitios en el palco pero no es cuestión de quedarse dentro. ¡El fútbol no se vive así ! 

Cuando los jugadores entraron en la cancha, mi corazón explotó. El orgullo, la presión , la alegría. Estaba inundada por las emociones. No hubiera perdido esa noche por nada. 

La madre de Pablo me toco en la sombra diciendo 

“ Le dije de mirar en nuestra dirección, diciéndole que hemos hecho un tifo” Ríe por su ingeniosidad.

Le vi acercarse, pelota en los pies, acompañado de sus compañeros Pedri, Nico y Ferran. Miró en nuestra dirección y se fijó. Su madre y hermana estaban a mi lado, sus brazos mostrándome. Aunque estábamos bastante lejos para ver claramente, imaginé muy bien su cara sorprendida con  la boca abierta y cuestionamiento visible en sus ojos avellanados. 

Me sentía completa, aquí, viendo a mi novio. 

Vi a Pedri y Ferran riendo y haciéndose mover para acercarse como pueda. 

“ Mira su cara” Me dijo su hermana

Hice un beso y lo mandé con la mano, romántica como era. Pero hizo lo mismo, una sonrisa tan grande como la mía. 

“ Te quiero” Me dijo, o mejor lo leí en sus labios. Respondí igualmente.

Sus compañeros vinieron a traerle para el calentamiento, ¡ tenían un partido que ganar ! 

Nos saludó e hizo un corazón con las manos, a lo que todas  respondimos. 

Tomé un par de fotos para mis padres durante el cual Pablo nos miraba de vez en cuando. 

El himno de la Champions precedió el del Barça que resonaba en el entero estadio. 

Era una noche mágica, y lo iba a ser aún más. 

El partido fue intenso. A cada ocasión que implicaba el Barça el estadio formaba una misma persona, levantada. No estaba sentada mucho claramente. No me podía focalizar en otra cosa que a  Pablo cuando tenía o no la pelota. Cada vez que se encontraba en el suelo, demasiado para mi opinión, estaba nerviosa y al mismo tiempo irritada contra el oponente. Lo que hacía reír a su familia.  

Fue a las 80 que mi equipo marcó, gracias a una de los disparos de Dembélé. Cuando la pelota entró en la portería, fue el caos. Todo el estadio estaba gritando, abrazando a sus vecinos o incluso llorando. Estaba un manojo de nervios hasta la pitada final y finalmente libero mi emoción. Abrace a su familia, la profunda alegría visible en nuestras caras. 

Todo el equipo hizo un gran desempeño.  Eso es el Barça, un equipo que nunca se rinde. 

Estábamos esperando hasta que un hombre de la seguridad vino a nuestro encuentro, para indicarnos bajar en el césped. No habíamos oficializado nada de nuestra relación, aunque estábamos juntos desde hace más de un año. Éramos personas bastante privadas.  Mire a su familia con inquietud pero su madre me tranquilizo con una sonrisa  y un asentimiento en la cabeza. No me preocupé de nada más que él desde el momento en que nuestras miradas se cruzaron. Ninguna cosa importaba más que él. 

Estaba detrás de su hermana así que fui la última persona que tuvo que abrazar pero vino directamente a mi y me abrazó con tal fuerza que mis pies ya no estaban en el suelo. 

“ ¡Enhorabuena amor !"

" ¿Qué haces aquí ? La universidad ?” Me cuestiono inquietamente

"¡Sorpresa! Dije con una larga sonrisa”

Nos miramos un par de segundos pero fue como si estuviéramos en otro mundo. Fue intenso. He aprendido con Pablo lo que realmente significaba la expresión “ un mirada vale más que mil palabras”. Todo el amor, mi orgullo, su sorpresa. El beso de reencuentro fue intenso pero corto, cuando tienes a miles de personas alrededor! 

Me puso en sus brazos un poco más. Me sentía en casa, Pablo era mi casa. Lo felicité otra vez, y vino a abrazar a su familia. No paré de sonreír desde que puse mis pies en el suelo catalan. 

“ Voy al vestuario con los otros, pero volveré en poco tiempo

"No no, disfruta con ellos. Lo mereses. Saludales y felicitales de mi parte"

"No voy a tardar, me contestó con una sonrisa, su mano todavía entrelazada con la mía. "

"Qué cabezon !"

"Pero me quieres" 

"Mucho más que todo” Dije antes de besarle otra vez.

"Gracias por venir. No sabes cuanto tu presencia cambió todo"

"Imposible no haber venido" 

"¿Cuánto tiempo te queda?"

"Tengo un avión mañana por la noche”

Su cara lo decía todo . 

“ Pero no olvides que será más cómodo en un par de semanas. No piensas en esto y ven al vestuario campeón” Se fue después de otro beso y abrazo. 

La fiesta de la próxima final se celebraba en el estadio con los aficionados y fuera también , como lo vimos en nuestra vuelta a casa. Pablo hizo unas fotos con aficionados y luego sus padres nos dejaron en su casa. Una vez entramos disfrutamos del tiempo que tuvimos… 

“ Hiciste un gran partido hoy"

"¿A qué te refieres exactamente ? ¿En la cancha o en la ducha ? Lo sé gracias” Bromeo

"Eres imposible” Ríe, golpeando su espalda 

"Outch "

"Considérate feliz de no golpeé otra cosa" 

"Jaja. Gracias por la sorpresa. Pedri y Ferran tenian que moverme para impedirme subir a verte en los grados" 

"No hay que agradecerme. Soy culé y una de tus más fieles fans, no olvides. Fue una obligación para mí estar aquí. "

"La victoria tiene otro sabor, ahora que estás aquí." 

"El placer es mio amor” Dije con un beso su mejilla, en sus bellos lunares. 

No parece ser suficiente porque me ataca de besos, terminando por mi boca. 

“ Ah, es mejor asi "

"Mucho mejor, agradé. Te quiero" 

"Te quiero princesa”

[anintrovertwriter]

Haircut, Vinicius imagine

Haircut Vinicius Jr 

I was only stepping one foot inside the house when I heard loud music. Nothing strange living with a Brazilian, but laughter was being heard in the living room, followed by the sound of a clipper. 

We weren't supposed to invite someone today, as he wanted the day off for us to two. I sighed anticipating people in our living room.

" Amor!" he called

" I'm coming" 

I dropped the grocery items on the kitchen counter and made my way to the living room. 

Vinicius had the gentful thought of lowering the music as I came in. 

I didn't know, even to this day, how he could put a smile on my face the second I saw him. After all this time together, I had the same feeling, all lovey dovey whenever he was there. 

" A haircut? Again?”

" An impulse”

" Please don't die his hair blond" i said to the barber before my hand was caught in Vini's as he wanted me closer

" how was it?” 

“Good but it's already hot outside” 

“Not only outside princesa” 

His flirty comment earned him a tap on the shoulder before he took the opportunity to plant a kiss on my lips 

" Vini, I didn't know you were whipped 

Oh irmão, you have no idea " he laughed 

I sat on the couch watching him, being treated like a princess. He loved these moments, and getting his hair all fresh, everything precise.  I moved into the kitchen to eat something but, when I came back a special song came into play. 

He was intentionally provoking me. 

Real reconoce real, yo real naci y real me muero, como Marcelo , del cielo pal cielo 

The idiot. 

He did it on purpose. 

Only to bother my heart blaugrana. 

He was looking straight at me when I appeared in the room and laughed at my disgusted face. 

" Am I missing something? 

“She hates the song”

“Not the song the lyrics”, I said, pouting 

“Why? “

“She is a barça fan”

“Oh" the look on his face was enough for Vini to explode in laughter. 

“Do you see who I deal with on a daily basis?” 

“Since it's so insufferable, why don't you go date a Madrid fan while I text Pedri? " 

I said joking before leaving with Vini singing awfully loud. 

“Where are you going, amor ?”

“You’ll see”, I said with a wink.

I shouted goodbye to the barber and went upstairs. 

 I had to concede that I started to follow his team, even if the catalan club would always have a special place in my heart. It was hard during the Clasicos, and I used to tease him wearing a Gavi or Pedri shirt instead of his own. Which  led to a jealous Vinicius chasing after me around the house. I smiled at the memory and decided to play with him even more than my original plan. 

Oh boy, he would be disappointed when he will see me come back. I know his mind would think of lingerie or something along those lines for after the barber”s departure but it will be different. 

I took off his hoodie for the home barça shirt that he somehow got me at a game. It was an original and I knew it took him some self control to ask for it, but he did it anyway, knowing how important it was for me. 

I quietly made my way downstairs, my phone grabbing his reaction. I passed my head to see him impatiently waiting, shirtless. He didn’t want to waste time. I smiled looking at him and almost stopped my prank but then he called me

“Princesa !”

I made myself shown and I laughed intently at his smile quickly dropping, soon replaced by a frown and an opened mouth ! 

I somehow managed to stop laughing and pressed the play button to let the hymn of FC Barcelona ring out in the living room. 

He got up, covering his ears, and said

“Oh my God”

He managed to take my phone in his hands, stopped the music and then the recording with a devilish smile on his face. 

“Diabinho”

I ran but it didn't take him long to capture me in his arms, making an escape impossible. 

“In no way I would have imagined this. You need to take it off “

I squirmed to not let him do it, but as soon as his warm hands came in contact with my skin I stopped. He knew he won at this everytime. One look, one touch and I’m a goner. 

“Alright, but it suits me doesn’t it ?” 

“No, you know what suits you ?” 

“ No “

“White, or..nothing” which earned him a shot in the shoulder before he tossed the shirt God knows where in the house, leaving me in a black bralette. 

He licked his lips at the view, clearly enjoying it more than the blaugrana kit. 

“Admit it was funny “

“Barça’ s a joke, i’ll tell you that” another shot 

“Just kidding amor

but i’m the jokester in this relationship 

“Seems like you have competition 

“We’ll see about that ….”

And with that, he carried me on his shoulder, my face kissing his bare back as he slapped my butt 

“ My revenge will be terrible…

“Like what ?”

“Like this” another slap and he dropped me on the bed before kissing every part of my body, taking his damn time to arrive on my lips. 

“Bebê”

“What ?”

“Kiss me” 

“That’s not what I'm doing ? “

“You know what I mean”, I said pouting

He laughed before ghosting his lips upon mine 

“ Eu te amo, even if you support the enemy”

“ Eu te amo ,even if you play for the enemy”

[anintrovertwriter]

In sickness and in health

Being sick wasn’t fun, and even more frustrating when it was on gameday. Jadon had a game at home against Aston Villa this afternoon, but when I woke up with an odd feeling and my throat hurting like hell, I sadly had to cancel my plans for the day. 

He tried, as the gentleman and caring man he was, to cheer me up and said it wasn’t a big deal. 

“ How come me not going is not a big deal ? “ I asked, clearly offended.

“ Your health is more important.” He left no place for arguing, and I did my best to fight against the pain that was spreading in my all body. 

“ Seems like you’ve caught a cold my love.” 

“ I hate being sick.”

“ It’ll only last a few days. And I’ll take care of you.” 

“ But I won’t get kisses, and I hate not having them.”

“ Who said you wouldn’t get any? “ He asked, getting closer but I pushed him away. 

“ Me ! I don’t want you to catch it ! You have big games coming !” 

“ Let me hug you at least, my sick baby.” 

I nodded and we both relaxed under each other’s touches. 

“ Have a good game my love. I’ll be watching.” 

He tried to kiss me, but even though I wanted it as much as him, instead I put my head in the crook of his neck. A scoff could be heard before I felt a kiss on my hair. 

We looked at eachother with so much love my heart exploded. And not without a one last hug, Jadon left our shared house. 

“ Where’s Y/N ?” Asked Marcus when Jadon parked his car next to his friend’s. 

“ Home. She caught a cold. I had to force her to stay there. And now I’m on a kissing ban.”

Marcus laughed at his friend’s pouting face. 

I, in the meantime, felt sicker by the hours, with fever and non stop coughing. I managed to leave the bed for the couch, put on one of Jadon’s jersey and watch the game, which was a good one. But as soon as Jadon was subbed off, I fell asleep, cuddled up under the covers. 

Jadon came home shortly after the game, wasting no time in staying at Old Trafford and rushed home. He wanted to look after his girl, and was a little preoccupied since she didn’t answer his texts. 

He quietly made his way into their home, and melted at the sight of her girlfriend, sleeping in his shirt, the tv with the game playing. It wasn’t rare to see her with his clothes, but he felt so in love everytime he saw her with his last name on her back. 

He quickly got back to reality though when he heard her coughs. She opened her eyes and smiled when she saw her man sitting next to her, one hand stroking her messy hair. 

“ Sorry if I woke you up.” He said, continuing his actions.

“ S’not you, it’s the freakin coughing.” She said with a hoarse voice, that contrasted with her usual sweet one. 

“ Good game by the way” She said holding his hand

“ You watched it ?”

“ Of course ! Who do you think I am ? But I kinda fell asleep once you were subbed. But I saw enough of you, and the goal against the Peaky Blinders. You still won?” I asked, concerned about missing something. He laughed before saying

“ Course we did.

Now let me take care of you. I’ll pick up some medicine, prepare a soup and run you a bath. 

How does that sound ?”

“ Perfect. But as soon as you bathe with me.”

“ Deal”

“ Thank you babe”

“ Anytime. In sickness and in health remember ?”

Shock was readable on my face.

“ I don’t remember marrying you”

“ Soon.” He said with a wink before disappearing God knows where.

He’ll be the death of me. How can he say such a thing and leave? I thought to myself.

I stood up waiting for him and for the coughing fit to end. I saw a shirtless Jadon coming with a glass of water.

“Here you go. It’s for fever and what you have. I asked my mom about it.”

“ I think I might have more fever.”

“ Why?” He already had his hand on my forehead to check, but me, on the other hand, was watching intensely his tattooed arms and exposed chest.

He saw my look and laughed.

“ I’ll let you alone in the bathroom then”

“ Don’t you dare !"

He picked me up, still laughing at my delirious state, but what could I do ? I was still amazed to call this man mine. 

“ Thank you for taking care of me J. I love you”

“ I love you angel”.He responded, holding me tight against him.

It was only a few days after that I woke up to a stifling noise. I looked at a poorly Jadon. 

“ I told you not to kiss me !”

“ Couldn’t resist.”

“ Now it's my turn to take care of you.”

[anintrovertwriter]

Embry Call imagine - Newborn fight

I was stressed to say the least. I tried not to show it but it was a wasted effort because I was, according to him, an open book. I know fighting vampires was in his nature but we were talking about a newborn army here. Everything was ready for tomorrow as Embry said. He had to patrol all the night and would go on “the battlefield” right after. I would have loved to spend the night with him, but Sam had other plans. For my safety he said, I would sleep at his house and spend the day with Emily, Sam’s fiancée. 

I therefore came to the res after school to spend the beginning of the evening with Embry. He tried to make me eat something but I couldn’t eat anything. I wasn’t sleeping either by the way. 

If we were touchy normally, it was on another level right now. I wasn’t leaving him out of my sight, which made the others laugh. Especially the ones who already haven’t imprinted because Emily was feeling just the same as me, but she somehow managed to hide it better than me. 

Once in his room, we came on his bed. I literally lied on him and laid my head on the crook of his neck. He put his hands on my back and softly stroked it. It usually made me calmer, but everything was really working these days.

“ If you think I’ll fall asleep, you are making a huge mistake.

I retorted, moving my head upwards so that I can look him in the eye.

At least I tried, he said laughing

This is not funny. I won’t eat or sleep until this is all over

Don’t worry, I already told you everything will be alright. He kissed my temple as a way to calm me down, but I was having none of it.

You don’t know that.

They don’t even know we exist, it will be a piece of cake.”

I looked away, terrible images worthy of my worst nightmares came back up and I wouldn’t help but think of the worst.

“ Eh Y/N, look at me.

He had to take my chin in his fingers so that we could look at eachother again. A traitorous tear rolled alongside my cheek.

“ Don’t cry my love. I hate seeing you like this. Nothing will happen to me.”

I felt bad for crying in front of him and showing my weaknesses but, the possibility of losing him was absolutely inconceivable. 

I sighed before responding 

“ I couldn't bear it if anything happened to you. I can’t live without you, you know it. It’s impossible. I…”

I didn’t have the time to finish my sentence as he crashed his warm and soft lips upon mine. I knew he was trying to convince me through the kiss what he couldn’t do with words. My hands instinctively went around his neck to deepen the kiss, meanwhile he had one hand on my waist and the other stroking my cheek. I was assaulting him with neck and jaw kisses as he was repositioning him under me. I ended up on his knees and kissed him as if my life depended on it.

He did something I wasn’t expecting given our current situation. He took me in his arms and cuddled me, not letting me go. He even rocked me, to calm me down probably. I sighed. God knows how I wanted to stop time and stay like this forever. The only perceptible sounds in the room were our soft breathings and the beating of our hearts. I listened to this melody, my head on his chest. He from time to time placed kisses on my hair or along my ear. I laughed at every ticklish sensation that procured his gesture.

All of a sudden, Embry got up and I immediately knew the boys were picking him up. We both grunted in annoyance and the concern that faded got back up. I tensed and did my best to tackle him, for him not to move. He laughed at my poor and childish attempt to keep him captive in his own room. He would have stayed here, I knew that. He got up, carrying me at the same time. I looked like a mole on his rock. He whispered a short “ wait two minutes” and put me on the ground but I quickly hugged him and I held myself back from crying again in front of him. I would let the tears fall for my upcoming sleepless night. 

“ I’ve got to go. Try to get some sleep and remember that nothing will happen to me or the others and I will come back to you in one piece. Stay on the res territory with Emily okay ?

I only managed a nod and succeeded to say a barely audible “I love you” as much as my throat had a lump. 

“ I love you more than anything Y/N. And don’t say it as a farewell or something. It’s going to be fine”. 

He kissed me again and looked at me with a stain of apprehension on his features.

“ I will see you tomorrow at Emily’s” And with that he disappeared through the window.

There was no need to say that I haven’t got a wink of sleep. I waited for the sun to rise, curled up in a ball trying not to think of what was going to happen a few miles from here. When I thought it was reasonable, I went to Emily's. That walk on the snowy path, as short as it was, refreshed me and cleared my mind a bit. She was cooking when I arrived. I helped her the best I could in silence. Keeping our hands busy helped us keep our mind focused on something else other than the fight that was currently happening. Even though she did her best to hide it, I knew she worried about Sam, as strong as he was. The morning passed slowly. My left hand was all beat up because of my habit of pulling off my skin around my nails.

I might have not been a wolf, but some sort of a sixth sense made me feel that something was wrong by the sudden and piercing  pain I felt in my heart. I never felt something like it. It was at that exact moment I knew something happened to him and I was terribly sure he had been hurt. Tears started to run as my friend tried to make me breathe calmly. 

“ He’s hurt” I managed to say even if I was sure she got it. 

The boys stoppe my pace up and down in front of the house when they emerged behind the trees, running. Emily and Sam met up quickly and hugged each other so tightly. As I feared, Embry was not here to be seen, which only confirmed my fears. Quil told me he has been hurt by a vampire and that he was currently at Billy’s house, the doctor looking after him. I’ve never run faster in my life than in his instant. As I got closer I heard a terrible scream inside the Black’s house. I froze in place. I was a few meters aways from the door but I was unable to move. Jacob tugged me by the arm to make me move and said when his anxious eyes met mine.

“ He has all of his bones on the right side broken. Carlisle is treating him”. 

I swallowed hard, incapable of articulating the least sound. Before I could hear another scream that would have made me pass out, I took a deep breath and entered the room. 

Embry, laid on his back, his body covered in sweat, eyes closed and left fist clenched. Tears were rolling down my cheeks and I whimpered seeing him like this. I quickly made my way at his side and held his right hand. He murmured my name but I shushed him.

“ Shush my love, keep your strength”

I kissed his forehead and Carlisle, who stopped his medical care when I stormed in the room, got back to work not without having looked at us before. 

After what seemed like an eternity, Dr Cullen told us everything was taken care of and he would come back later in the night to give some morphine. The pack came to see him in small groups but I never left his side, holding his hand. He woke up an after the doctor left and feeling himself able to speak he said 

“ I am sorry for not keeping my promise

Shush my love, what matters is that you’re alive. I said, stroking his cheek

However, never do that to me again. Never. I almost had an attack.

No more fights with newborns,noted. 

No more fights at all. I don’t think I would support being apart from you like yesterday”

He tried to get up in order to sit but the pain stopped him. He therefore took me by the arm to made me lay down next to him. 

“ Why didn't you lay down before ?

I was afraid of moving and hurting you.

I am strong, remember.

Yeah Mr Muscle. Get back to sleep. I told him smiling

Thank you for everything Y/N. I love you

Love you to Em’.” 

[anintrovertwriter]

Embry Call imagine - Imprint

I faced the heavy rain to go to the bookshop. My best friend's birthday was in a week’s time and I only had one gift to buy her. Her favorite author just released a new novel and I thought it would be a good opportunity to give it to her. Bookshops were for me a synonym to joy and constant literary discoveries. I could spend hours there if I could. Once the door crossed, the smell of the pages, old or new, filled my nostrils. I took a deep breath, a smile proeminent on my face. I made my way to the section the book was supposed to be, not without looking at other books along the way. I stopped, letting a sound of surprise mixed with joy seeing a book I had so much trouble finding. I took it in my arms and went onto the quest for my best friend's present. 

Once in the right section, I noticed, surprised and disappointed that the book had been put at the very top of the high shelf. I let out a low growl asking myself how I could pick this bloody book up. On tiptoes ? No, it won’t be enough. Well, I’d have to jump, I thought. 

What would I do for you ! I thought. The first attempt was, as we could imagine, a failure. I was about to repeat my action when a voice said “ Let me, I’ll help you”. That voice, so calm,made me feel weirdly good, and calm too. I was like, electrified. A voice calmed me down instantly even though I wasn’t even upset. A slight feeling of shame seized me, I wasn’t even capable of catching a book how small I was. He, on the contrary, was not. He grabbed the book so easily it was almost annoying. He must be 6 '3. 

He turned to face me, saying :

“ That one ?

Yes” I answered, looking him in the eye for the first time.

When our eyes met, something I could not put words to my emotions at the time. He seemed to be in a similar state of surprise as mine, because he looked at me like he never saw girls before, which surprised me because I never saw someone that handsome. His russet skin was lighter than his short dark hair and he had the most sparkly eyes I’ve ever seen.

I immediately felt the blush on my cheeks and broke eye contact to focus on the book he was still holding in his large hands. 

That look, which seemed to have lasted an eternity, only lasted for a few seconds. I didn't even realize two men, supposedly his friends, were behind him, plotting with a grave look on both of their faces. 

“ Thank you, I said with a smile, which I hoped was hiding my flushed cheeks? You prevented a clear humiliation there. What an idea to put a novelty on top of the shelves ! 

No worries, he said laughing. I swore I’ve never heard such a beautiful and melodic laugh. 

I’m Embry by the way.

Y/N. “

He extended his hand after he handed me the book. I gladly accepted the contact of his warm, way too warm hand for usual, on mine and I felt warm too, in a strange way and yet so comfortable. 

Driven by a sudden confidence, he invited me to the coffee just across the street. His two friends, who until then stayed quietly, began chuckling. I looked at them, questionaly, but Embry only said 

“ Don’t worry, these two idiots were about to leave, weren’t you guys ?”

They nodded laughing and left the bookshop, not without giving a last look in our direction. 

I accepted to follow him, which was something I would’ve never done usually, but for a reason that escaped me at the time, fate probably, I trusted him and followed him. 

It had to be said I was troubled or more Embry was troubling me. 

That was how I met my soulmate for the first time. Embry told me his secret six months after our encounter in the bookshop. I finally had an answer as to his “human heater” as I used to call him. Another thing he had not told me right away was he already saw me entering the store, somehow intrigued. We both were grateful for the universe and my best friend, which were quite simply the reason for our unforgettable encounter and made me meet my soulmate and imprint. 

[anintrovertwriter]

Embry Call imagine - Campfire

It was already nighttime when I got back to Forks, but just in time for me to get changed before heading to the res. Tonight was the  campfire night held by the ancients and I was invited by my boyfriend Embry. People like me, who were  not from the tribe, weren’t supposed to be here, but because I was Embry’s imprint I had the right to come. 

I was getting closer to my friends group, and Embry was amongst them. Sensing my arrival, he came to meet me. 

“ Hey

Hey baby, he said, holding me in his muscular arms. Everything okay on the road ?

Yeah, a bit of rain at the start, but that’s nothing new. But it was okay”

I just came back from  a conference in Seattle that I was really looking forward to and I couldn’t miss it under any pretext. This long day must have been tiring me, especially the three-hour ride my mom and I did, because I started to yawn. Which made him laugh as he joked 

“ Don’t you dare fall asleep during the stories! You’ll offend Billy and Sue.

I wouldn't dare ! I said,laughing.”

But obviously, the opposite quite happened..

We were all seated around the campfire, listening to the Quileutes legends, and were told by Jacob’s father and Sue, who took the place of her late husband at the council since poor Harry Clearwater passed away. 

Another particularity of this night was the presence of Bella. Jake took her and I was not the only “pale face” present tonight. It was Jake’s turn to protect her, because, as Embry told me, Edward was gone hunting to get some force before the upcoming fight. Which was getting me nervous. 

I went to say hi to her when I saw her coming. We were at the same high school and had the american literature class in common. We get along pretty well and I was happy to see her even if her relationship with a vampire and the pain Jacob was getting from it made me feel awkward. 

Even Though I knew the secret around the Quileutes and their transformation into wolves, and being Embry’s imprint, I never heard the legends of the tribe. This is why he took me there and I was delighted. The explanation due to their mutation related to the presence of their longtime enemy, the vampires of course, made me turn to see Bella, who was seated next to Jacob. Embry followed my gaze, chuckling, even though I knew deep down that he was simmering with hate towards these creatures of the night. 

However, when Billy Black mentioned the tense atmosphere in the area and the transformation of more and more young Quileutes, such as Leah or Seth and the fact that we got to be ready for whatever was coming made me quickly hold my boyfriend’s arm while hearing those words. The idea of the fight got me so stressed. He placed his hand on my thigh and gently kissed my forehead. 

He didn’t seem afraid, unlike me. I leant my head on his shoulder and he reassured me, or at least tried to, telling me in my ears that everything will be alright. But I couldn’t stop imagining the worst. My life without him will have no meaning. 

The more the legends were being told the more my eyelids were getting heavy. I did exactly what I promised myself not to, the tiredness of the journey to Seattle got the best of me. 

Those were Paul and Quil’s laughs who woke me up. Embry started to growl by way of disapproval but they still continued their teasing, calling us ‘lovebirds' '.

“ I really fell asleep ! Oh no !” I said, rubbing my eyes.

I gave an embarrassed side look to Sue and Billy and also to Embry because I really wanted to hear those stories. Just as he read my mind he told me 

“Don’t worry it’s no big deal that you fell asleep. They know you really wanted to listen, after the countless time you asked them to

Yeah but still…

 No worries, you’ll come back next time.” 

With this he took me in his arms as if I weighed nothing and carried me to his place, not without saying goodbye to his packlates. It was clear that I was fighting against sleep on the way, only to talk with my man. But I was so good and cozy, my body against his warm chest, him who did not fear the cold, unlike me. I closed my eyes  of contentment. 

“ We’re home my love”. He dropped me on his bed and helped me put my pajamas on, which was one of his shirts. It was way too long for me but it really did the job. There was his scent on hit, which made me think of home. He was everything to me, my home, my universe, my life. 

“ Are you going on patrol tonight?, I worried

No Sam gave me the night but I should go at dawn. But I’ll be back before you know it”

I only could make a “hum” in appreciation, my head against his torso and him stroking my hair, which only emphasized my sleep. 

“Stop this ! If not I will fall asleep baby”

Go to sleep, I’ll be back when you wake up and you’ll tell me about Seattle.”

I love you Em’, I said, kissing him tenderly and got back in my sleeping position, my head on his chest, his heartbeat bullying me to sleep. 

I love you too princess”