#cesar azpilicueta fanfic

[findingnemosworld]

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐞𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 - 𝐜𝐞́𝐬𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐳𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐞𝐭𝐚

• 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐦𝐞.

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐭 ... 𝐡𝐞𝐫.

𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐦*𝐭, 𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐩

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐢 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐬 🥺

he can still remember the very first day he met her — it was his first day on campus as part of his business management degree program, she’d been sitting under the tree reading a book, her silken locks flowing through the beautiful spring breeze, it looked like a painting of some sort that he couldn’t help but he entranced by.

it felt idiosyncratic in a way, he wasn’t the type to lose composure, be it on or off the pitch yet here he was, slowly but surely becoming hooked on an individual whom he hadn’t uttered a single syllable to, it seemed innocent at first, each day he would head to class he’d find her sitting there with a book in her hand and often times a cup of coffee.

four weeks … a complete month.

and he hadn't gathered an ounce of courage to approach her — throughout his time observing her, he’d discovered that they shared several classes, she was the independent owner of a landscape design company that had a moderate success which made sense given that the participants of that class were quite informative when it came to business.

he’d discovered so much and then some; yet he couldn’t bring himself up to speak to her. until …

he’d gotten to the lecture hall a bit late, the only seat available being that next to her — the mere fact he’d be sitting within close proximity had his cheeks redden as he carefully laid out his belongings, then offered her a sweet smile which she happily returned then shifted her focus back to the lecture.

every now and then, he’d steal a glance from her when he believed she wasn’t looking – it was rather arduous not to look at her as her beauty was akin to that of a beautiful spring breeze.

as the lecture concluded, he decided to try his luck and speak to her, " excuse me? " he said with a soft tone.

she looks up and smiles brightly, " hi " she said with a cheerful tone.

his heart had fluttered, her voice was gentle akin to a silken pillow one would rest their head on, " i … erm … " he chuckles nervously before adding. " i couldn’t help but notice how equipped you are about finance management and i was wondering if you’d be able to help me out because this is my first time "

she smiled softly, " of course … we can arrange study dates if you want? "

study dates, … no césar, don’t get too excited it’s just study dates. he chastised himself before smiling, " sure, here’s erm … here’s my number " he hands the piece of paper in which he had written his number.

" i’ll text you later to figure things out " she said with a soft tone before giggling and extending her hand, " where are my manners? hi i’m y/n l/n commonly known as y/n/n "

" nice to meet you " he grins shaking her hand, " césar azpilicueta, most people call me azpi "

" ah nice to meet you … latin american? " she wonders.

" likewise and erm … no, i’m uh … spanish actually " he chuckles softly.

" ooh … sorry about that " she said with an apologetic smile.

" don’t worry " he grins. " where are you from? your accent is … unique "

" not that unique " she states with a shy tone before adding. " i’m mixed, my father is german and my mother is colombian and because we moved in between, it kinda affected my accent "

" oh, that’s interesting " he states with an impressed expression, " and did you always live in the usa? "

she shakes her head and smiles, " i actually live in london "

his eyes widen, " really? so do i !! "

she grins, " yeah? what do you do there? "

he blushed from her inquiry, " i’m a … i’m a football player "

" really? oh my gosh i feel so stupid, i’m sorry i don’t keep up with local football or football in general, i’m always knee deep in work " she giggles.

jesus, what is it about her that’s driving me insane? he wonders before replying, " it’s fine, it’s actually good that you don’t " he chuckles.

" aw, fame huh? " she said sympathetically.

he nods softly, " well i better get going, don’t wanna hold you up any longer, i’ll see you around then "

" you most certainly will " she nods.

love is indeed unexpected, and for him — it’d taken a month and a half for him to realize that he wanted to be around her at all times, their study dates were refreshing, engaging in fruitful conversations that were either related to their lectures or just general topics, he found himself intrigued by her love for landscape design, and her several designs that were quite creative that he opted to make the passing comment of hiring her to design his back garden.

as time went on, he found himself seeking her presence further as their study dates developed into friendly encounters beyond the realm of school — there’d been moments where he wanted, no he ached to have her yet the prominent fear of rejection coupled with the fact that there was a significant decade age gap between them acted as a wall between them until … a study night had transformed into something more.

" what’s your biggest fear? " he had asked as the pair decided to end their study night with a glass of wine.

" i guess not being good enough at what i do, there’s a reason why i chose to be a landscape designer, we’re often so negligent that we forget to appreciate nature for what it is " she responds with a soft tone, " how about you? "

" me? " he reiterated and chuckled, " honestly, not being able to give back, it’s why i chose to complete my studies, i plan on opening up my own academy to ensure that these kids eric even more opportunities "

she cooed, " aw, that’s so sweet " she nudged him playfully then said. " you’ve got a good heart césar "

he blushed then murmurs, " thank you "

suddenly — a wave of silence falls over them before she broke it. " césar, it’s been nine months since we erm … and tell me that i’m the only one seeing it but, there is something between us, right? "

his eyes shot up; his face becoming as red as a tomato, " i … uh … " he rubs his neck then chuckles nervously, " yeah, but i didn’t want to admit it because of our age gap and the fact that you’re so amazing that i honestly felt insecure because i’m just a football player and you’re this whole other person, and right now i am losing all control here because i … i need you " he stated with a hoarse voice.

her eyes widen, " what? "

" i need you " he repeats the exacts same phrase, this time edging closer as his palm flat over her thigh sending shivers down her spine. " please "

she smiles softly, " i thought you’d never ask "

he closed the distance between them, placing a hand over the back of her neck, their lips devouring one another in a searing passionate kiss drawing out a muffled whine from her lips, a minute in he pulls back to whisper through ponderous breaths, " jesus, i’ve wanted to do that since the first time i saw you "

she beams as the atmosphere between became more passionate, she shuffled even closer until she straddles his lap, he placed his hands on her hips, desire flaming dancing within his cerulean irises, she leans in and whispers, " have you ever been controlled? "

he grunts in response, his pants becoming uncomfortably tight. " no, but there’s always room for experiment "

she smiles at his remark, her lips planting feather light kisses across his face down to his neck drawing out the sweetest melodious moans from his lips — " oh fuck " he whines, his eyes fluttering shut as she continued to lower her lips further down the exposed skin of his chest caused his breath to quicken.

" oh my … oh!!! " he whines, his chest rising and falling at a rapid pace. suddenly, without so much as a warning, his cock is freed of the confinement of his briefs, " oh amor … oh fuck me " he moans at the sensation of her lips and tongue wrapping around the entire length of his cock whilst she used her hand to stroke the rest.

his hand lands at the top of her head, his digits threading through her silken locks, " oh my .. you’re so good at that, don’t stop " he whispers, heaving ponderous breaths.

her eyes shot up to relish in the erotic sight of him withering and squirming under her touch, suddenly she decided to push her luck by using her tongue to lick the prominent veins which caused him to thrust his hips forward and whine, " jesus amor "

she proceeded to up the pace, using both her tongue and lips as well as her hand which in turn caused his muscles to tense, his cock twitching inside of her mouth releasing ropes of arousal down her throat, she lapped up every drop then pulled back, " do you feel good? " she whispers pressing tantalizing kisses across the length of his inner thigh.

he chuckles breathlessly, caressing her hair before replying. " i feel amazing, now would you mind coming up here "

she climbed up and was tugged into his lap before he began to press kisses over the top of her chest before nuzzling his face in her neck to catch his breath and that’s when she felt something wet against her neck, his body breaking down in silent sobs, which confused her for a brief moment; just then, she decided to rub his back gently, whispering sweet nothings in his ear, he then lifts his face to reveal his tear stained face, " i love you " he whispers.

she smiled softly then wiped his tears – " i love you too "

perhaps it didn’t hurt to lose control every once and a while.

[football-and-fanfics]

César Azpilicueta masterlist

These are all the imagines I have written for César Azpilicueta (links below the cut). Newly posted imagines for him will be added onto here a.s.a.p.

Last updated: 12 February 2023

Imagines posted in 2020:

"Let's never do that again."

Yelling at the referee

Showing up for training even though sick

"I can't do this."

"You worry too much."

Getting told off by the manager for picking up a red card

Imagines posted in 2021:

"I just don't believe you're okay."

"You got me a gift?"

"Are you alright? You're so quiet."

"That's unacceptable."

"I do not tolerate this kind of behavior against anyone in my team."

"You shouldn't be out of bed."

Getting comforted by a teammate (with Kepa Arrizabalaga)

*** No longer taking requests for him ***

[sheainlondon]

ASTRONOMY - A CHELSEA FC LOVE TRIANGLE || R. JAMES & B. CHILWELL

as much as it seems

like you own my heart

it’s astronomy.

we’re two worlds apart.

(gif isn’t mine , credit to whoever made it! xx)

“stop denying what you love.”

COMING SOON

a/n: i see almost no writing for these two!! at the same time, i feel as if it’s an interesting pair but i also believe a storyline with them would have so much potential. i hope you all enjoy!

CHAPTER 1 (COMING SOON)

[loohs-world]

Cesar Azpilicueta x reader!fem

cesarazpi ✓

Liked by edou_mendy and 61.542 people

cesarazpi The best moments❤️👨‍👩‍👧

Marked : yourusername

chelseafc ✓ 💙

masonmount ✓ Every day she gets bigger ❤️

cesarazpi Do not tell me that...🥲

chelseafan the most beautiful baby🫶🏼

edou_mendy ✓ Princess🫶🏾

jorginhofrello ✓❤️😍

user papi azpilicueta ❤️🥰

yourusername I love you my loves❤️🥺

cesarazpi ❤️❤️❤️

userbr já falei que amo vocês? 😍

kepaarrizabalaga ✓ ❤️

user familia Azpilicueta ❤️❤️

*see other comments*

yourusername

Liked by sophiaaemelia and 20.214 people

yourusername Mi mundo❤️🥰

market: cesarazpi

sophiaaemelia ✓ cuteeeee🥺

user I'm loving you reminiscing and sharing these moments ❤️✊🏼

liked by yourusername

cesarazpi ✓ I love you so much🫶🏻🫶🏻

andrea.martinezf ✓ aunt's cutie 😍

user the little hand behind the back that's beautiful😍🤍

*see other comments*

cesarazpi ✓

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cesarazpi 👨‍👩‍👧🤍

user ❤️

user 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

userbr amo tanto vocês

yourfriend My happy girl is everything to me😍🥹

yourusername Correction IS EVERYTHING FOR US 🥺

user 😍

chelseafan Too cute, this child is just like you❤️😻😻

cesarazpi 😍💙

yourusername MOM LOVES THIS GIRL SO MUCH🫶🏼

kaihavertz29 ✓ 🫶🏻❤️

cmpulisic ✓ blessed family ❤️🙏🏼

*see other comments*

yourusername

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yourusername Ustedes son mi vida 🤍

user 😍

user 😻😻

chelseafc✓ 😍💙

cesarazpi ✓daddy loves you ❤️😍

cesarandyn most beautiful family😻

user i love the fact that yn and cesar it's been more than four years and until now we've never heard that one of them cheated on the other 🥰

cesarazpi I LOVE this woman why would I want another?

user I LOVE YOU ❤️

chelseafan Your love is so beautiful🥺

user intend to have another baby?

yourusername Quien sabe🤫😉

cesarazpi Cariño 🤫

user WHAT DOES THAT MEAN??

[footballffbarbiex]

As Good As The Stories.

Ooh exciting!! Could I please have a teacher one with Azpicueta where he comes to his siblings parents evening and is really shy and flirting awkwardly. With 3rd person (so like she) thank you! 😀

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César had been called to take his nephew’s parents evening as his brother was running late and though it was last minute when he’d taken the call, he’d made sure he was on time, albeit cutting it incredibly fine. Almost every red light that could change as he drove towards it did. Anyone who could press the button to cross the road, did. Trying to find a parking space was harder than usual and he found himself circling around the school carpark until a spot became available.

“I’m sorry,” he says hurriedly, pulling the chair opposite her out when their name is called. “We were stuck in traffic and it feels as though we’ve just got here in time and I’m rambling,” he laughs nervously to himself as he finally makes eye contact with her. if he was feeling before meeting her at the thought of handling the parents evening with no real idea of what he’s supposed to be asking or listening for to be concerned about, he was now after looking at her.

Dressed in smart casual with natural looking make up, she captures his attention immediately. She has notes in the folders before her, sticky notes to access certain areas of each child’s work quickly. She works in a smart way, colour co-ordinated for certain topics, even beside her is a pencil case. He likes that attention to detail.

The classroom is a good size, the walls filled with brightly coloured display boards lined with decoration and the children’s work. Kindness quotes are there in big bold letters, trying to encourage them from a young age to be so; something that world needs a little more of right now. Small units are filled with the children’s trays, each with a strip that the child themselves have designed with their name on it.

She grins at him before telling him it’s ok, these things happen. “You’re here now though, so that’s something. And you’re his uncle, right?” She double checks.

“Yes, I am.” He nods, feeling bad for staring but she’s beautiful.

“We were warned by his father that he might be running late and that his uncle should be taking his place. Otherwise they’d call back to cancel.” She gives a nervous smile and opens up her folder. “He’s a great kid. Very intuitive and has a knack for working out hard problems. It’s fun trying to come up with something that he can’t crack.”

“But I always do.” His nephew proudly announces, sitting back in his chair and looks smug.

“That you do.” She beams at him, “he’s incredibly helpful. A lot of the design work for the boards were his idea. He’s also very tidy and encourages others to do the same.” César wants to add that he doesn’t at home, so this is brand new information for him, but he doesn’t want to embarrass him in front of his teacher. Instead, the two of them exchange a look and his nephew pretends he hasn’t seen.

“Sounds like you’re a star pupil.” He comments, looking down at the young family member.

“Sounds like you’ll have to get me that toy you promised.” A smirk is thrown César’s way and he resists making a face.

“I wouldn’t be too quick,” she points out, raising her eyebrow in what César could only describe as “the mom” look. “You are quite chatty and can distract others. He has a strong competitive side when it comes to sports, but I can’t imagine who he gets that from.” Her lips twitch as she tries to hold back a grin and he laughs.

“No, no me neither.” He says, his grin spreading up his cheeks as he nervously looks down.

“Overall, his homework is handed in on time, he’s punctual though, he does like a good chat while changing his shoes to indoor ones and taking off his jacket, but he’s good for settling down once told.” She says once the little boy has wandered off to look around the classroom, clearly a little bored.

“I’m glad he’s doing well,” César comments, hoping he can try and remember these comments.

“I already took the liberty of making a copy of everything in a small report,” she tells him, seeing the look on his face and removes it from the folder in front of her. “I thought having something official would make it a little better so that it can be taken home.”

“You’re amazing,” he says as he looks over it before realising what he said. “I didn’t…I mean-” he cuts himself off with a nervous cough and kicks himself.

“No, you’re right, I am.” She tries a little humour and though he can feel his cheeks begin to warm, no doubt colouring as a result, he agrees with her.

“He’s happy in your class. He comes home with a lot of stories and says good things about you. It says a lot. I have to be honest, I was happy to be asked to come here tonight. Meet the woman he adores.” He says before realising how he sounds. “I have to stop putting my foot in it.”

She chuckles as she holds her hands up, “I’ll accept the compliment. Hopefully the reality is as good as the stories?” She asks, showing a hint of nervousness herself.

“More than.” He nods, meeting her eye and seeing the relief flicker across her face.

“I’m happy to hear. He talks about you a lot too. In a strange way, I’m happy his parents couldn’t come this evening. I’ve enjoyed meeting you.”

“Maybe they can be late more often.” He offers, pleased that she’s returning the same interested vibes that he’s sending out.

“I look forward to our next meeting already.”

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[hannobehrens]

since you wanted ch*lsea, chelsea

@meggiesobsessions @johannesgeis ……be ready for some love for some guy

My Favourite: CESAR AZPILICUETAAAAAAAAAAAI like the most when it comes to the appearance: uh…Fabregas he’s a good looking manI would play a prank on: Hazard I would get drunk with: *coughs* Willian probably. also HazardI would choose for my partner if I got an invitation for a wedding: Azpilicueta I could just cuddle all day long: AzpilicuetaI would ask for an advice if I had problems: Azpilicueta I would bake cookies for: AzpilicuetaI would read a fanfic about: HazpiI would write a fanfic about: i can’t writeI would prefer to play in another team: Hazard and Azpilicueta………;)

send me a team and i will tell you which player is the above. idk how to phrase it

[findingnemosworld]

𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 - 𝐜𝐞́𝐬𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐳𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐞𝐭𝐚

・𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬

( 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 )

𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐩*𝐫𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧, 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐳𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐞𝐭𝐚, [ 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐜: 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐞 ]

( he was the only reason i even followed spain in the 2022 wc, daddy vibes all around for my boy )

It's rare that you find a footballer keeping their head out of trouble, following or during their career - for César, he knew exactly what he wanted out of life, it'd been staring at him while he honed in his craft, from rising up the ranks in his boyhood club Osasuna, to thriving in Marseille to succeeding to great heights in Chelsea to finally closing both his national and club chapter in his hometown of Spain, retiring at the age of thirty five, following Atletico's impressive run in the 23/24 La Liga season.

Following his retirement, he had his mind set up on developing a centre specialized in granting young players more opportunities as well as backing to pursue a career in football, while also providing the necessities needed to ensure they're kept safe of any unnecessary distractions, and while he was part of several ventures such as his Esports team, his minor share as well as position as a board member of a minor team by the name of Hashtag United in the

Following his retirement, he had his mind set up on developing a centre specialized in granting young players more opportunities as well as backing to pursue a career in football, while also providing the necessities needed to ensure they're kept safe of any unnecessary distractions, and while he was part of several ventures such as his Esports team, his minor share as well as position as a board member of a minor team by the name of Hashtag United in the Isthmian League, this venture mattered the most to him seeing as several young players hardly make it to professional leagues.

The only issue was, he'd been entirely clueless on where to begin, sure he'd received an MBA and was well equipped, yet this was far beyond his expertise, and after asking around - he'd been lead to her, a successful business consultant that had been the key to several ventures in Spain succeeding to great heights, she was detached, a headstrong woman that knew exactly what she wanted and how she'd get it, hence why after several failed attempts to reach her, he was finally linked in, leading to their very first encounter.

Her methods were definitely unique, as well as the way she carried herself - she eyed out every possibility there is before devising the perfect plan for him, aiding him in advertisements, the proper methods to set in order for young players to be drawn to his venture as well as methodically using the budget he had set out.

During their encounters, he would silently observe her, often times being so distracted that he'd stumble over his words whenever she caught him, she'd been oblivious to his attraction while he couldn't believe that a woman like her even existed.

He never had the best of luck when it came to relationships as every woman he encountered, either desired fame, his money or merely the exposure of being with a football player which admittedly caused him to refrain from relationships for the final duration of his time in Chelsea up until his final days in Atletico, and now here he was ... completely infatuated by a woman that perhaps wouldn't think twice about settling with someone like him.

On one night, while they were in her office going over the latest growth chart of the centre, she is visibly beaming with pride over the statistics. " The social media exposure is growing expedentially quick every two weeks " She states, her tone dripping with pride. " Using the appropriate language has raised your engagement from forty eight per cent to seventy eight per cent, and it keeps on growing "

" That's a good thing, right? " He wonders, attempting to focus on the screen in front of him.

" It's not just good César, it's incredible " She exclaims, " You have passionate teenagers seeking opportunities finding a beacon of hope in the message you and your staff stand for, and I mean, look at the budget, you didn't overspend while also being able to provide these aspiring souls with the top technology and facilities to help them a step further towards their dream, if you ask me, what you're doing this past year is better than what these greedy board members and higher ups have been doing their entire lives, effectively killing the football sport with their need for money "

Her words worked to sent his heart rate to the roof, he could feel his heart thudding against his ribcage, he manages to force a smile across his lips. " I really appreciate it, I mean I don't think I could have survived without your help "

For the first time since they started working, her lips curl into a smile, an authentic smile which once again had led his heart rate beating ever so rapidly, " You're an honorable man César, I mean I have never met a football player who had managed to pursue and further educate himself beyond the pitch " she states with a soft tone, " And trust me, I met plenty "

Her words manage to incite a confused expression across his features, " You did? "

She nods, humming in response. " I've had less than stellar run ins with cocky football players that didn't know left from right, they came expecting me to do all the hard work, while they smiled at the cameras, took all the credit and would go on to say, that they have built their business from the ground up, all the while I have to sit back, play nice and pretend that all is well "

He shakes his head, breathing out a soft sigh, she wasn't lying and he knew it - he'd had the misfortune of playing with as well as going up against very awful humans, " Well I appreciate your hard work, cariña because you are a valuable reason that the centre had succeeded the way it did " Her eyes widened, cheeks flaming with a rosé tint at the usage of the nickname, which in turn caused him to blush and chuckle nervously, " I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable "

" No " She shakes her head, smiling at him. " It's fine, I don't mind, I was just surprised "

He nods, shyly looking away before he said. " How did you go about entering the business industry, if you don't mind me asking? "

She grows silent for a moment then she replied, " My mother, she -erm- " she paused, taking a moment to collect herself before she continued. " She raised me all on her own, my father had passed away in a car accident before I was born, she had me while she was in the midst of managing her own small business, she owned a jewelry brand that she started all on her own, and as I grew up, she'd become my role model, the way she gave her one hundred per cent to the brand, the love she had was showcased in every piece that every person who bought said that they firmly believed that these pieces were akin to a lucky charm, and when I asked her, she said that my father had dubbed her his lucky charm, and in turn, she wants to spread the love that he had given her to people that need it "

" That's very sweet and noble of her " He states, his tone sympathetic as he continued. " I bet she's proud of you "

" She was ... " She states, a sad smile across her lips. " Just before my graduation, a week actually " she fiddles with the bracelet on her left wrist. " She passed away peacefully in her sleep because of breast cancer "

He looks down then looks back at her, " I'm so sorry cariña " he wanted to reach out, to wrap an arm around her shoulder yet he held himself back, afraid of disrupting her space. " I'm sure she's looking down with pride over your achievements "

" I would like to hope so " She murmurs softly, before composing herself. " I think we have one last meeting before finally declaring that every is well, I mean I will still visit every now and then to check with you, but the way I see it, my work is done "

The notion of no longer spending time with her had admittedly left him slightly shattered, " Oh? " he murmurs.

" Relax " She giggles, the sound was akin to music for his ear. " You'll still see me from time to time "

And since then, she paid him occasional visits, even turning up at academy matches to support the aspiring teenagers he had gathered underneath the umbrella of his training centre, however each time he had believed he could confess his emotions to her, an invisible wall would hold him back so much so that he firmly believed she wouldn't feel the same way, up until ...

He'd been invited to a charity gala designed to raise awareness and help raise funds to combat Leukemia which had affected several children, and as he was present in the venue, he didn't plan nor expected to run into her once again as it had been approximately eight months since they last encountered one another, she had been in the midst of a conversation with a grand investor when their eyes met, her eyes lit up with joy which elicited a smile from him, excusing herself - she walked towards him, surprising him by wrapping her arms around his shoulder, and muttering. " I didn't think I would see you again " before she pulls back to smile at him.

He mirrors her smile, " You know how occupied I had been " he chuckles before adding on, " I was thinking of reaching out but I didn't think you'd be free considering how occupied you are "

She nods in understanding, " I have been keeping up with your centre, I see a lot of players have joined La Liga, it's very impressive "

" It is, I mean, sometimes I still don't believe it " He laughs.

" You should, you're one of a kind César " She nudged him playfully before adding on, " Tell you what, why don't we sit together through the rest of the night " she leans in to whisper, " This is a good cause but these people are fake "

He laughs once again, " You're right "

They spent the rest of the night chatting together, while she was obliviously unaware of what was brewing inside of him, he was on the verge of insanity, not only was she so intelligent, yet tonight as she sat next to him, he couldn't help but admire how effortlessly beautiful she looked, dressed in an elegant crimson silken dress that hugged her like second skin, her hair was curled perfectly to cascade around her soft features that were enhanced by the makeup she wore, his heart was palpitating so rapidly that he was aching just to reach over to kiss her senseless.

As the night came to an end, he offered to drive her back to her hotel despite her insistence that she can go on her own, once they'd gotten to her hotel - they walk in together, heading towards the elevator for a brief ride that was overtaken by an obvious wave of tension between them, they walk out together and head towards her hotel room, upon stopping in front of her door, she turns around to look at him, she opens then closes her mouth quickly.

His gaze travels in the blink of an eye from her eyes down to her lips then back to her eyes before he noted her pupils dilating, " Cariña " he whispers hoarsely, leaning in. " Tell me I'm not the only one feeling this "

Her lips parted, a shaky breath escapes before she shakes her head softly. " No "

His hand rests on her cheek, his thumb caressing the soft skin. " Can I kiss you? " he whispers.

She nods, letting out a soft sigh as his lips press entirely over hers, moving in a harmonious rhythm, it was gentle, showcasing both a concealed longing as well as clear hesitance on his end which had disappeared the moment she rests both her hands on the back of his neck, deepening the kiss and further inciting a grunt from him. " Let's take this inside " she whispers against his lips.

They waltz into her room, she closes the door behind them before they moved further in, just then she turns to him, their lips find one another, this time with an added passion that saw them struggle to remove each other's clothing for a brief bit, once they were entirely bare, he gently lays her on top of the soft mattress while his lips continued to pepper kisses across every inch of her skin, her lips part and soft sounds escape her lips. " Oh my god "

" You're so incredible " He murmurs, pressing kisses in every corner there is. " So intelligent, so unique, so beautiful "

Each praise sent shockwaves directly to her lower abdomen, inciting arousal that seeped through her walls, " Please "

He lowered himself, coming face to face with her swollen and prominently aroused walls, " Oh my ... cariña " he whispers in awe before tentatively darting his tongue to lick a long and leisure stripe to tease her. " So delicious " he groans before latching his lips over her walls.

" Oh " She whimpers, digits threading through his hair whilst he started to tease the inside of her walls with his tongue as well as his thumb that rubbed her clit. " Fuck, just like that ... just like that, Oh my god "

He placed one palm to steady her while he continued to devour her like a starved man that hasn't eaten in what felt like an eternity, she had become a withering mess in a matter of seconds, the sensation setting every nerve ablaze spurring towards a shattering orgasm, a soft whine escapes her lips. " Yes ... yes, don't stop - Fuck " her back arches off the bed, she collapsed as he climbed back up to capture her lips in a gentle kiss.

He then pulls back and smiles, " You taste so addicting cariña "

" You're so good at that " She giggled, pulling him for another kiss,

Suddenly, he stops then pulls back before groaning in frustration, " I don't have a condom on me "

She smiled, then gestured to her bag, " Go look over there "

He raised a brow which caused her to giggle, " I may have expected that tonight will happen, so I had to be safe "

He laughs, then press a soft kiss to her lips. " See what I mean, you're intelligent and beautiful " he fetched the wrapper then climbed back on top of the bed, he rolls the condom over his cock after tearing it open, he teased her slick walls before leisurely thrusting himself entirely inside of her.

He sighs softly, " Oh cariña " he murmurs, resting his forehead on top of hers. " You feel so good wrapped around me like that "

She moans in response, closing the space between them with a gentle kiss, " Please " she pleads.

He stills for a brief moment before leisurely setting a pace, thrusting in and out of her, the skin to skin contact coupled with his lips trailing gentle kisses and bites on her neck created a beautiful sensation of friction that enveloped them like a blanket. " Fuck " she whines, " It's so good, feels so fucking good "

" Yeah? " He cooed in her ear, " You were made for me cariña, you're my girl, all mine " he murmurs.

" Yes " She gasps, wrapping her arms around his shoulder, with one hand trailing to create marking across his back. " Fuck, fuck ... just like that "

His pace grows rapid while his groans deepen, " Oh my ... you're squeezing me, you're squeezing my cock entirely cariña, I don't think I'm going to make it any longer "

" Please " She whines, " Please ... I'm so close "

His thrusts grow sloppy until both of them reach their highs simultaneously, he then collapse next to her, the pair attempting to catch their breaths before he pulls her in for a kiss then murmurs with a soft tone, " You're mine now, I mean it "

She smiled, " I wouldn't have it any other way "

[findingnemosworld]

𝐢 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 - 𝐜𝐞́𝐬𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐳𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐞𝐭𝐚

・𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬

( 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬’ 𝐞𝐱 𝐠𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐳𝐩𝐢 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐮𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐱 𝐬𝐨 𝐚𝐳𝐩𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 )

𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐩*𝐫𝐧, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐩*𝐫𝐧 𝐬𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲.

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐜𝐞́𝐬𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐢 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬, 𝐬𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲!!!

𝐩.𝐬: 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 :)

their opening match against norway for the 2024 euro qualifiers was off to an impressive start, with spain taking the lead with 7 goals - the team suggested a night out to celebrate as they were off from training the next day, he declined the offer to join them in their plans, citing exhaustion which was merely an excuse to cover up the real reason, her.

for the past four years and a half, she’d been a stable constant in his life; their friendship had blossomed unexpectedly a month after her split from his national teammate marco asensio, he’d only ever spoken to her a few times yet here he was, finding solace in her company especially following his own heartache.

the drive to her house didn’t take long, thanks to the empty roads ahead of him, once he had gotten into the familiar street; edging closer to her building, once he stopped his car in front of the building he grabs the white roses bouquet, her favorite box of chocolate and the bottle of wine, he switched off the engine then stepped out of the car, locking it behind him as he walked into her building lounge on towards the elevator.

once he walked into the elevator he sent her a text message that she quickly responded, as soon as the doors opened he stepped out to find her waiting there which caused a flutter to settle inside of his chest, " hola cariña " he said with a gentle tone.

she flings her arms around him, embracing him with all her might which invited a soft smile from him, " missed you " she murmurs before leading him inside.

she takes everything from him while he takes a seat in the living room, " how was your day been cariña? " he asks before hearing a soft sigh escape her lips, causing him to frown. " is everything ok? "

she shakes her head in response, " this day had been the worst … first off - " as she starts to ramble on, he notes how her hands been shaky which prompted him to walk over and into the kitchen, " i swear one of these days i am going to kill them " she grumbles until she felt his hand over his shoulder causing her to look up. " what? "

" cariña " he starts with a gentle tone, " are you ok? "

she gnaws on her bottom lip, standing in utter silence for what felt like an eternity before she shakes her head leisurely, looking down then whispering softly, " no "

he lets out a soft breath, clicking his tongue against his cheek, he leads her to the living room and sits her next to him on her couch, he then asked her with a soft tone, " what’s wrong? "

" i … " she begins, opening her mouth then closing it quickly. " this is embarrassing " she groans, covering her face only for her hand to be removed. " do you promise not to judge me? "

his lips curl into a sympathetic smile, " nothing you’ll ever say to me will be embarrassing cariña "

she chewed on her bottom, still debating on whether or not she should truly speak, her gaze darts down, staring at her hands. " it’s stupid " she murmurs.

he hooks his thumb under her chin to get her to look up at him, " i promise you mi mariposa, nothing you’ll say will be stupid "

" i can’t … " she begins, letting out a soft sigh.

" you can’t what? " he prompts her to continue, his tone still as soft as he can.

" i can’t -erm- … " she begins once again, her eyes flutter shut for a mere second before they opened up to bore into his own. " i can’t reach my … myorgasm " the last words were muttered together causing him to knit his brows in response.

" pardon? i didn’t hear you cariña " he says with a confused expression itched across his features.

" i can’t cum " she blurts out, with flaming cheeks, and quite the ashamed expression. " i can’t seem to cum at all, not even with marco back then "

his eyes widened, a mixture of surprise coupled with a flicker of arousal surged through him, " oh? " he murmurs.

" it’s embarrassing isn’t it? " she chuckles dryly.

he shakes his head, " no, it’s not cariña. it’s not embarrassing at all " he retorts with a soft smile. " as a matter of fact, i think i can change that for you "

she blinks dumbly, confused by what he said, with knitted brows she responds, " huh? "

" cariña " he breathes out the nickname, subconsciously leaning closer. " i can help you feel better " their lips were inches away from one another, his gaze flickers to her lips before returning back to her eyes as he whispers, " so much better "

silence camps over them, their breaths growing rather ponderous - it was right then and there, that she muttered a single word, the word that changed the course of their night, " please "

it was all the affirmation he needed, he places a hand over the back of her neck then tugs her in to close the distance between them, their lips harmoniously moving against one another in a lesiure and tentative pace to test the waters.

suddenly she decides to take the reigns by deepening the kiss inciting a soft groan from him, she uses her hand to push him onto the couch, climbing on top of his lap all the while their kiss deepened further, their tongues colliding in a heated battle of dominance that she happily lost.

he was the first to pull back, to catch his breath. " cariña " he whispers, " if we move through with this, i need to know if you want this, what we have "

her gaze rakes over his face, noting the way he looked at her with pure lust and affection, her lips curl into a sweet smile, " we take it slow "

her words serve to elicit a smile from him, he pulls her back into a gentle and passionate kiss before gripping the hem of her shirt with his two hands, " take it off cariña " he whispers against her lips.

she smiles against his lips, before pulling back to remove her shirt over her head, his gaze lands instantly on her bare breasts, the chill air surrounding them causes her nipples to pepple, with an awe filled tone he whispers hoarsely, " so beautiful "

his lips attach over one of her nipples while his other hand squeezed her other breasts, her head leans back, soft labored breaths escape her parted lips, " oh fuck " – a shiver rolls down her spine the minute his arm wraps around her waist, tightening his hold, while he shifted his attention entirely on her breasts, the sounds escaping her lips spurring shivers to shoot directly below to his cock causing it to harden underneath her.

" césar " she whines, digits threading through his hair while he continued to pepper gentle kisses and bites across her chest. " feels so good "

once he was satisfied with his work, he pulls back and lifts his head up to capture her lips in a passionate kiss before he cautiously and gently teased the hem of her shorts. " are you still sure about this cariña? "

she nods a little too quickly causing a soft chuckle to escape from his lips, he responds with a deep tone. " in that case stand up and show me that delicious pussy "

she complied, standing up to undress herself entirely to his gaze, he pats his lap and she is quick to take her position back, she cradled his face to kiss him deeply while his hands roamed over every inch of her skin, then he leisurely slipped his hand in between her thighs, trailing a singular digit across her slick walls inciting a muffled moan from her, and a groan from his, " you’re drenched cariña "

" all for you " she sighs, pulling away to nuzzle her face in his neck, peppering kisses across the curvature of his neck, " only you " she whispers in his ear.

with his thumb rubbing her clit, he plunges a digit into her walls inciting a gasp from her, she lifts her head up, her eyelids ponderous, half shut as she relished in the sensation, " oh my god " she whimpers.

" cariña " he moans, pumping his digit in a leisurely torturous pace, his lips finding a home on her shoulder, " how come we never did this sooner? jesus, you’re so warm " he grunts.

" we should have " she murmurs, placing both his hands over his shoulders to stable herself while he continued to stimulate her sensitive walls. " fuck, fuck … " she whispers, her eyes tightly shut.

" you like how it feels cariña? think i should add another finger " he murmurs, pressing long and lesiure kisses to her jawline while he pushed another digit inside of her walls, inciting a loud whine. " it’s like it was waiting for me, such a delicious and warm pussy "

" césar, por favor " she moans, nuzzling her face once again in his neck.

he ups the pace, thrusting and curling his digits inside of her pussy walls while his thumb rubbed her clit in a circular motion. " i am here cariña " he whispers with a soothing tone before adding on, " i am here for you, let go for me, cum on my fingers cariña "

the knot in her lower abdomen, the rush she had been chasing for weeks on end enveloped her entirely, a whine erupts from her lips, " oh my god, fuck … fuck, just like that, oh fuck! "

he allows her to collect her breath before he pulled his two digits out of her pussy, coated with her arousal, he licks them clean while their eyes were locked with one another. " so delicious, might even become my favorite meal " he states with a faint smirk.

they walk to her bedroom, he places on top of the mattress, he then resumes with undressing himself before crawling up on the bed on top of her, " i’ve dreamt of this night for a long time " he admits with a deep tone, dipping his head down to kiss her.

" yeah? " she wonders, curious by his admission.

" you’ve always intrigued me cariña " he said, his gaze bore deeply into hers, " i hated marco for having you first, everytime i saw you with him, it killed me "

her eyes softened, with one of her hands caressing his cheek tenderly. " why didn’t you ever tell me this before? " she asks with a soft tone.

" fear cariña " he murmurs, pressing soft kisses across her collarbone, " i was afraid you wouldn’t understand how i felt "

her heart was racing upon hearing his confession, " i don’t know what to say " she whispers.

" you don’t have to say anything " he murmured, pecking her lips for a millisecond before adding on, " just let me make you feel good "

he pulls away, confusing her for a mere moment before she understood what he was looking for, " top drawer .. " she gestures to her night stand.

he reaches over, pulling out a condom wrap, he rolls it over his cock, stroking himself a few times, he crawls back up on the bed, " come on cariña, spread those legs for me " he said with a soft tone, his gaze trails down to her glistening pussy. " most beautiful sight, i don’t think i’ll ever get tired of it "

he teased her pussy with his tip just before leisurely easing himself inside of her entirely - the two of them sharing a unanimous gasp, she moans, her eyes flutter shut, " fuck, so good "

" keep your eyes on me cariña " he whispers hoarsely, wrapping his hand around her throat to force her eyes open, " want you to see break apart as i fuck you senseless "

her breaths grow labored, soft whines escape her lips. " please " she whispers.

" such a good girl, mi dulce bebe " he sighs, nuzzling his face in her neck, one hand had wrapped around tightly around her waist while the other rests against the side of her neck.

" césar, please fuck me " she half whimpers, half moans as he begins to move leisurely in and out of her, " fuck, just like that … " she sighs.

" cariña " he moans in her ear, " you’re taking my cock so well, such a good girl "

" feels so good " she whines, her back slightly arching off the mattress. " so good césar, don’t stop "

" i won’t cariña, i won’t " he murmurs, capturing her lips in a heated kiss. " so good to me, so good to me, i love you so much "

the skin to skin contact coupled with the sounds emitting from the two of them, " i can feel you squeezing me cariña, you’re squeezing my cock so good, you’re going to cum cariña? are you going to cum for me? "

" yes, please " she sighs, gasping before letting out a loud cry. " oh my god, yes, just like that … just like that "

in under an hour, she’d had two orgasms - he peppered her neck with soft kisses just as he chased his own high letting out a low grunt, it took him a mere minute to compose himself before he pulls out, discarding the wrapper before walking into her bathroom to grab two damp cloths, he returned minutes later, cleaning the pair up and helping her to get to the bathroom, afterwards the pair returned to bed, he tugs her into his embrace which prompted her to ask. " so where does this leave us? "

" cariña, i love you " he admits, with pure sincerity. " and if you let me, i can treat you better than he can "

her eyes welled up, as he kissed her forehead then added. " you’re my sweet angel "

" i love you " she pecks his lips.

" i love you too cariña " he murmurs.

[findingnemosworld]

𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐨 - 𝐜𝐞́𝐬𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐳𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐞𝐭𝐚

・𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬

( 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 )

𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭.

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭.

They often say that opposites attract and this was definitely the case with the two of them, he belonged to a grueling yet fulfilling career of being able to entertain the crowds each time he stepped out with ten hungry individuals that strived to succeed both at home and in away matches - she on the other hand belonged to a much more grueling and intense field that required her to mingle with individuals that are both physically and emotionally draining yet she knew that it was the standard if you want to be the person on top, especially as a woman in a male dominated business field in the media department.

The pair had met at a lavish gala that saw her company overseeing the Chelsea oriented sports gala to ensure it went off without a hitch, in the midst of mingling with guests, she was introduced to him and from there on forward, the pair were inseparable ever since for nearly four years up until tension began to rise between the pair in terms of their occupation, while he thrived both as a player and with his current plans to pursue his studies, she'd felt like she was caught in a state of limbo, working so hard yet still not achieving what she wanted - until that very day ...

He returned home after the international break to find her setting dinner up with an elated expression across her features which in turn caused a wave of confusion to envelop him, " What's gotten you so happy? "

She beams as she replied with an elated tone, " Go on, freshen up then we can sit down and I'll tell you "

Still confused, he nods then smiles at her, leaning in to press a kiss to her forehead before he retreated to their shared bedroom, he showered, changed into more comfortable clothing then he steps out to the dining room, just as she emerged with a bottle of champagne. " Cariña? "

" Sit down " She gestures with a soft smile, as she pours the golden liquid in their glasses then sat down across from him, " You know that big deal I was chasing? the one where I'd be staying in Italy for two years "

His expression shifts, his mind draws back to the less than gentle conversation they had about five weeks back about the prospect of a 'long distance' relationship which admittedly did not sit well in any way, shape or form with him. " Yes "

" Well ... " She began, a broad smile across her lips. " I got it, I got the job "

He stiffens, " What? " he states.

Her smile drops instantly as she said, " What do you mean what? we talked about this a number of times César "

" I didn't think you'd actually go through with it " He retorts, a bit too loud than normal.

" What did you expect was going to happen? this is my career César, I am not going to halt my career for anything or anyone " She states as if it wasn't obvious already.

He frowns, " So I'm just anyone for you "

" That's not what I meant, and don't turn this back on me, you always hated how I'm independent " She bites back, rage evident through her tone.

" Well excuse me for wanting to be the man in this relationship, I thought we were fine, I mean, my job is enough to provide with the two of us " He said, shaking his head then chuckling dryly,

" Oh, so I'm just reduced to the dutiful girlfriend that's supposed to stay at home and wait for you " She retorts, laughing incredulously.

" That's not what I meant, I don't know what you want me to say " He said.

" Act like my boyfriend and be as supportive to me as I have been to you " She said before adding on, " besides, it's only for two years "

" And who's to say we'll even be together in two years, since you can't accept that it's ok to have a man take care of you " He bites back, his eyes widening at the realization of what he said. " Cariña? "

" No " She shakes her head, laughing. " No, I cannot be with someone that has no faith in our love, despite us being together for so long, not to mention someone that knows how hard my life had been " she stands up, blinking away the tears. " I'm going to pack an overnight bag and drive to a hotel, I don't know how long I'll be staying there but I just ... I can't be here "

César follows her to their bedroom, " Cariña, I'm sorry, don't leave please " he tries to plead with her.

" No " She shouts, turning to face him with bloodshot eyes. " No, I cannot and will not stay if you can't accept the fact that I have my own life, my own career that can be balanced while being one half of a relationship, so you know what, we're done "

His eyes widened, then he shakes his head repeatedly. " No, cariña, don't do this, please "

" You are the only person I have ever opened up my heart to, and what did you do? you shattered it entirely " She said with a shaky voice, grabbing the overnight bag to storm out of the bedroom and on towards the front door, suddenly she turns around to face him and says. " I hope you're happy César, goodbye "

That was the day, his heart had shattered in all of its entirety and that was the day, a new César Azpilicueta was born.

Everyone had noticed the shift in his persona, gone was the shy and rather recluse talented player, now being replaced by a crass individual that while he maintained close friends, wasn't exactly lovable by those around him, it didn't help that he'd begun to mingle in the club scene, bringing home an array of women each night to try and fill the void she had left by her departure.

He'd been advised by his management to stop his antics yet to no avail, his role on the pitch had lessened as a punishment for the way he's been behaving and to stop him from further deteriorating, he'd been ordered to attend therapy sessions in order to try and step out of the slump he'd willingly placed himself in, he begrudgingly agreed albeit it seemed that he only became worse and worse until his anger had resulted in him getting injured during Chelsea's bout against Tottenham causing him to be ruled out of action for nearly a year.

During his recovery, the coach had advised him to travel back home to try and recuperate both physically and emotionally to which he agreed, he'd booked a ticket to Spain, opting to take this opportunity to try and move forward from all the ache he felt, unbeknownst to him, she too hadn't been the same since their split - despite succeeding to great heights, her heart still yearned for him yet pride took over, especially once she'd seen the articles linking him to several women which affirmed her belief that he doesn't care about her at all.

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It'd been nearly eight years since the pair had physically seen one another, with him making the conscious decision to leave Chelsea as he knew his prime years were far behind him, the other reason being that London would constantly remind him of her - and Madrid was the perfect option, he'd been offered a new role in Atletico Madrid which suited him as he now felt more healed, and detached from the dark place he was in, he decided to dedicate his last years as a player in helping guide young players to come into their own element.

What started as a year contract with Atletico shifted into a renewal that saw him stick around for another year, and what a year that was.

With the 24/25 La Liga season kickstarting, the club had decided to host a charity gala hosted by Atlético Madrid and La Roja's captain Alvaro Morata as part of his solidarity in aiding to shed more light on women's struggle with breast cancer, César had been the first to donate a substantial amount of money as well as play his part in using his platform to bring more awareness, what he didn't expect was for the gala to play it's part in bring them back in each other's paths.

The venue was full of several guests from in and out of the football world, and he stood at a corner chatting with Marcos Llorente when suddenly, the pair were approached by an enthusiastic Alvaro and the last person he expected to see, her.

She was dressed to the nines, a bright azure gown that hugged her perfectly, complimenting her skin tone, her hair was longer and styled elegantly to frame her angelic features that despite them not seeing one another for eight years, still managed to take his breath away.

" Hermanos, this is the lovely woman behind the event flying without a hitch ... " He gestures to her with a cheerful tone seeping from his words.

" You don't have to introduce us " She interjects, " Señor Azpilicueta and I are already familiar with one another, however it's nice to meet you Señor Llorente "

Marcos smiled politely, " Please call me Marcos "

César forced a smile across his lips before he excused himself, making a beeline to step outside and get some fresh air - further confusing Marcos, however not Alvaro as he had managed to put two and two together following months of speculation as well as observing how César would often be occupied on his phone seemingly looking at a person's photo, the person in question being the woman he'd been introduced to by his wife Alice.

César on the other hand, stood outside with a raging heartbeat and trembling hands, with eyes clouded by the storm of emotions that enveloped him and an ache nagging deep in his heart, she seemed so distant, so cold and while he couldn't help her, a minuscule part of him had expected their meeting to go rather differently, his thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sound of footsteps behind him causing him to turn around, coming face to face with Alvaro. " You should be inside " he gestures.

" Alice has it covered, besides you seemed like you lost all color in your face when you saw her, I take this is the woman that has clouded your mind for the past eight years " Alvaro deduced.

A sad smile adorns his lips, " That obvious huh? " he states with a dry chuckle.

Alvaro nods, chuckling as well before replying. " You never did say what happened? "

A soft sigh escaped his lips. " It's a long story "

" Then? " Alvaro prompted him, " Give me the short version "

" I messed up " He states, with an unreadable tone. " I really messed up "

Alvaro's brows shot up, " Oh, this is serious then " - sure he'd seen the downward spiral his friend and teammate was in a while back yet he never knew what caused it, until now that is.

" She's fiercely independent, so independent that I always wondered why she stuck with me " He starts off, a nostalgic smile across his lips. " We were together for four years when she told me about this deal she was chasing, headlining a major event in Italy which meant that I wouldn't see her for two years "

Alvaro frowns, then asked " surely you two tried to work things out, right? "

César's silence was enough for Alvaro to let out a groan of frustration then state with an incredulous tone, " Are you serious? Azpi, what did you do? "

" We fought, we really fought, and I said some things that I regret, she packed an overnight bag, went to a hotel, I tried to call her, she didn't answer, and when I ... " He breathes out a soft sigh, " When I came back home from an away match, she'd taken everything she had and I never saw her again "

To say Alvaro was bewildered would be an understatement, sure he'd seen the sudden and uncharacteristic shift César had gone through yet he'd never classify him as someone who'd be spiteful much less harm someone he cares about, " Wow " he murmurs.

" Yeah " He replies, an undertone of dejection seeping through his tone. " I wouldn't be surprised if she still hates me "

Alvaro was silent for a brief moment before he said, " I don't think she's the type to hold grudges "

" Alvaro, you don't know her like I do " He states, " The hurt in her eyes still haunts me to this day "

" You're right " Alvaro agrees, " I don't know her, Alice does and she says that she doesn't seem like a spiteful woman, if anything she's the epitome of sunshine "

The phrasing elicited a smile from César who said. " I used to call her that "

Alvaro chuckles, " I think fate intended for the two of you to bump into one another "

" What's the use? it's not like we're going to magically get back together " He said, his tone still carrying an unprecedented amount of dejection, he turns to Alvaro and adds on. " Alvaro, I appreciate you listening, but let's not talk about this again "

Alvaro watches him retreat back inside, he chuckles to himself. " Oh, you're in for a surprise hermano "

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A week had passed since their encounter, with César attempting his best not think of her - yet it seemed as if his brain was determined to draw him back to her, so much so that upon hearing a soft and familiar melodic laugh causing a flutter to envelop his heart, he then looks up to see Diego Simeone, the manager chatting with a familiar figure which none other than her, confusion was evident across his features, however it soon vanished upon Alvaro approaching him to say. " Well would you look at that? looks like fate is determined to have you two be in the same place "

César's brows knitted in confusion, " Why is she here? "

" The boss said that the club agreed on her being in charge of all media related to the club moving forward " Alvaro explained.

" And how do you know this tidbit of information? " Marcos chimes in with a chuckle.

Koke laughs, " Alvaro likes to gossip Marcos, you know that! "

Antoine, who'd been silent for the most part decided to chime in as well. " I'm a little lost here, why are we talking about her? "

Alvaro grins, " She's the reason our dear Azpi here hasn't been the same for most, if not his entire career "

César shot him a glare before replying, " Don't listen to him "

Marcos raises a brow, before his eyes widen. " You mean she's ... Oooh " he smiles. " You never mentioned her, Azpi? "

" And I don't need to " César shrugs nonchalantly. " It's part of my past "

" That's cause he's too ashamed to admit he's still in love with her " Alvaro states as though it wasn't already obvious.

César shakes his head, " No I do not "

Before any of them could respond, the whistle was blown for the team to enter to regroup before continuing on with training, and as César was about to make his way inside, Diego calls out for him causing him to visibly wince before turning to face his manager as well as her, he responds. " Sí "

" Do you mind giving our guest a tour around the facility? after lunch of course " Diego states.

César looks at her, and she seemed so well composed that he couldn't gauge exactly what she felt, he forces a smile across his lips then says, " I can do it now, that's if she is alright with it "

" I don't want to take away from your time, I can wait " She states, attempting to remain as composed as possible.

" No " He shakes his head, " It's fine "

Diego smiles, " Very well then, we'll speak later "

César was now left alone with her, as well as a wave of awkward yet deafening silence - she avoids his gaze and states, " I see you've been doing well since leaving Chelsea "

He smiles, " It wasn't easy leaving London but I had to "

" I understand " She murmurs softly.

" Come on, we have a tour ahead " He said, the pair walking side by side to walk around the facility while he attempted to explain the history behind Atletico's achievements to the best of his ability.

She listened intently, commenting whenever she saw fit, and as they reached the end of this brief tour, she was about to turn around and leave before hearing her name slip out of her mouth causing to stop midway, she reluctantly turns around to face him as he walked up to her, " What? " she wonders.

César visibly swallows the lump in his throat before asking with a rather shaky voice, " If it's ok with you, I would like for us to have dinner together? "

Her brows knit in both surprise as well as confusion, " Pardon me? "

" It's been eight years, I think we can start over, least as friends " He reiterates his previous statement.

A soft laugh escapes her lips, a dry laugh for that matter. " You've got some nerve to say that? after what you've done "

" You can't hold this over my head " He whispers, " It's been so long "

" So? you think that just because I'm on top of the world with my job, that I'm perfectly fine " She states, with a sad smile. " No, César ... I'm not fine, and besides " she pauses, chuckling. " You seemed to be perfectly fine after I left "

The venomous tone in her last phrase reminds him of the spiral he'd been enveloped in, he looks down for a moment before looking back up and stating, " I wasn't fine either "

" Oh yeah, and fucking different women every night was your way of healing, well color me impressed César " She laughs once more before adding, " Listen, there's a reason why I haven't divulged or spoke of the fact that you and I have history together, so let's keep it professional ok "

As she turned around, ready to storm off - his following words caused her to freeze in place.

" I'm not going to stop until I get you back "

She was frozen for what felt like an eternity before she mustered up a crude reply, " I'd like to see you try "

That encounter seemed to be the match that ignited the clear fire between the pair - whilst she attempted her best to remain as calm, professional and composed as she can, the same couldn't be said about him, his antics started when she'd gotten home one night to find dozens of rose bouquets scattered around her front door with a single folded paper placed on top of her doormat, shaking her head, she reaches over to pick up the paper and unfold it, recognizing his familiar handwriting.

One day, you'll relent and see that we are meant to be.

She crumbles up the paper, composing herself before she entered her home, then she reaches inside her bag to pull out her cellphone, with the full of intent of calling him yet she realized that this exactly what he wanted - instead, she opted not to grant him the satisfaction of seeing her react.

The following morning, as she worked on establishing a new strategy to attract further eyes onto Atletico, especially the academy, she was interrupted by her secretary who tentatively entered her office carrying a small bag along with a plastic cup of coffee, " Señora, these are for you? "

She tilts her head in confusion, " I didn't order anything "

" I know señora " He responds softly, " Someone had ordered it for you! "

" Someone? " She echoed as he had placed the items on her table, suddenly realizing who that someone was, she smiles at her secretary. " Gracias, you can head back to work "

He nods then leaves her office, shutting the door behind him as she reaches over to grab the bag, gently opening to find a sealed cupcake box with yet another note, she rolls her eyes, pulling both the note and box out, she reaches for the note to read it.

You always forget to eat at this time, hope you enjoy the cupcake :)

She then opens the box to find her favorite cupcake flavor, a pumpkin spice cupcake - with frosting decorating the top that contained small writing which said ... [ my sunshine ], despite her attempts not to smile, her lips subconsciously curled up as she took a gentle bite from the treat before taking a small sip of the coffee, suddenly her phone vibrated inciting confusion as she pulled the device to her to check, it was a message from him.

you're welcome 😘

She shakes her head, then types back.

let's not act like I've forgiven you 😒

It didn't take long for her to receive a response in return.

I know, that's why I won't be giving up cariña 😏

His antics only seemed to grow rather ludicrous as time went on - when the club had invited her to oversee the players shooting a commercial for the club's sponsor company, she'd arrived and was lead to a makeshift office when the first thing she noted was an obvious message from him, a gift from the club in the form of an honorary jersey as well as another jersey, which happened to be a number 3 signed Azpilicueta jersey, and underneath the jersey was yet another note, she grabs the note, nearly chuckling as she read what he'd written.

I know you still hate me, but maybe you'd find it in your icy heart to put on this jersey for tomorrow's match :)

She shakes her head softly, placing the note inside her bag and as she was about to grab her laptop, she turns around coming face to face with him, he smiles at her then says, " You look lovely today "

Instead of responding, she throws up her middle finger. " Can't say the same for you "

He laughs, " Come on cariña, your heart didn't soften a bit for me? for the sake of old times "

She chuckles, " You said it yourself, my heart is icy, and it doesn't soften for people who had no faith in the love we shared " she moves past him attempting to walk out, only for her hand to gently grab her arm. " César, let me go "

" Not until you look me in the eye and say that you don't love me " He said with a soft tone.

Her eyes harden, the words lay dormant on the tip of her tongue, she wanted to say that she loved him yet the wound in her heart would sting every now and then reminding her that this was the same man that had blatantly stated that they'd split up should she accept her job in Italy, " I don't owe you anything "

He smiled in response, " I knew it "

" You don't know anything " She spat, releasing herself from his grasp. " I hate you "

He laughs, " I love you too cariña "

Suffice to say, things had grown definitely arduous, every now and then he'd send her looks which spoke more than his lips ever did - and as much as she tried to remain professional, her resolve had definitely begun to weaken much to her dismay, and much to his pleasure.

Alvaro, who'd been an observer to all the interactions was thoroughly amused, deciding to approach her the following day just before the match would kick off, the pair exchanged a relatively normal conversation until he decided to steer the direction towards César by stating, " You know, he really never forgot you? "

Her brows knit, her eyes narrowed at his statement, " Pardon? "

" Azpi " He clarified, with a soft smile. " Throughout the time I've known him, both in Chelsea, Atletico as well as the national time, not a single woman compared to you, sure he behaved like a complete idiot "

" That's an understatement " She chuckles dryly.

He laughs, " He really regrets how everything played out, and if you ask me, maybe you should give him a second chance "

She looks down, letting out a soft breath before looking up. " Did he send you? "

Alvaro shakes his head furiously, " No, but as a concerned friend, and someone that sees who you really are, you two are meant to be "

She laughs then shakes her head, " Well, if he didn't send you then you can tell him that I'm no longer the doe eyed girl that held him at a high regard "

" Just think about it " He said, before returning to the players to start warming up.

She was lead to the VIP box, and against her better judgment had decided to wear his jersey, a decision that had garnered his attention as around halfway through the first half - he'd assisted Alvaro in scoring a goal, and upon celebrating with his fellow teammate, his eyes trailed up to meet hers, his face visibly lighting up at her choice of jersey, she remained as stoic as she could be, a contrast to her raging heartbeat.

The second half proved to be more intense than the first, and while at first she wanted to appear uncaring of the match yet couldn't help but find herself at the edge of her seat, as César swipes through the midfield nearing the goal net, and in what appears to be a miracle manages to score the second goal which was reminiscent of his early days in Chelsea, reminding her of all the times she sat in the stands watching him perform at the highest of his abilities, she silently cheered, remaining as composed as possible only for the composure to vanish, only to be replaced by embarrassment as César runs to the corner of the pitch drawing a heart in the air then pointing at her, a move which saw a few eyes looking at her curiously, she visibly shrinks, hoping that her flaming cheeks weren't visible.

Mere hours after the match, she was lead to the backstage area by a security employee - the moment she stepped to the backstage area, she was approached by Alvaro who asked, " Did you enjoy? "

" I did " She replies, smiling widely. " You guys played very well "

" A little too well since someone wanted to impress you " Alvaro grins.

" Shut up " She laughs, before her eyes locked with his, she excused herself then walked up to him. " You did good "

He chuckles, " Just good? "

" Don't push it " She groans lowly.

He laughs softly, " I had to play at my highest ability since la guardiana de mi corazón was watching "

" You're something else Azpilicueta, do you know that? " She chuckles.

" Only for you, I told you, I'm not giving up " He replies with a visible beam.

She grows silent, chewing on her bottom lip, a move that instinctively drew his attention towards them, she was quick to compose herself then say, " If I were to accept your advances, and that's a big If - what would your intentions be? would they be like the first time? "

His eyes visibly softened, " I promise you cariña, I won't hurt you. I know I was blind, selfish too because providing for you made me happy, it made me feel like a man, like I had the incredible responsibility of protecting an angel, but I should have known that being overly protective and stubborn would cost me the most incredible woman I had, so if you agree to give me a second chance, I vow to honor it for the rest of my life "

Her eyes glossed upon hearing his words, " I may have my own career, my own income, and my own personality, but I'm still the girl that you love, the girl that loves you, sure my pride was getting in the way, however it was only because I didn't want to admit that my heart still belonged to you, even when you were the one that shattered it "

With no word uttered, he pulls her towards him, the pair sharing a warm embrace emitting of ache as well as longing. " I'm so sorry cariña, I'm so sorry " he whispers against her neck.

She pressed a kiss to the side of his head, " I love you " she whispers.

He lifts his head up, his cheeks stained by a few stray tears. " Say that again cariña, please? " he pleads with a shaky voice.

She leans in to press a soft kiss against his lips. " I love you "

" I love you too " He smiles widely.

" Azpi " She whispers with a soft tone, " Promise to never let me go? "

" I promise " He nods, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

[findingnemosworld]

𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 - 𝐜𝐞́𝐬𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐳𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐞𝐭𝐚

・𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬

( 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 )

𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐩*𝐫𝐧

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝐩, 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭.

Once upon a time, a six year old César noticed a young curly haired girl around his age sitting in a corner all alone during recess, she had her food on one side while she worked on making a crown of daises, reluctant at first – he opted to approach her, introduced himself and asked if she could teach him how to make one as he wanted to gift his mother a special gift for the upcoming mother’s day.

That was the encounter that kickstarted such a bond that stuck with them throughout their entire lives, she would attend every academy match he participated in while he supported her rising ballet career, amidst their obvious platonic bond — the seed of his love, the love he carried for what felt like an eternity had in fact blossomed to the point where it was truly painful to be around her, especially since she wasn’t his.

The pair were in Marseille when she paid him a visit, gleefully announcing that she found a significant other, a fellow dancer whom she had fallen in love with during her time away performing across Europe, and as much as it shattered him to see her happy with someone else, he knew better not to be the one to disrupt said happiness, thus he resigned to being the best role he knew more than anything, the supportive best friend.

Admittedly, he tried to move forward, trying his own luck at dating a slew of women, some were flings, others were means to release the ever growing frustration he held in regards to the person who’d stolen her heart, yet nothing seemed to work – each time he took a step forward, she had managed to take him a hundred steps back, the frustration had seeped through, further affecting the bond they shared which in turn prompted him to accept the offer that came from Chelsea, that’s been the beginning of the end.

The pair hardly spoke unless it was during the holidays, or joint vacations shared with their family members, all the while he noticed how in love she seemed with that person, and as much as he tried to deny it, his mother would always spare him sympathetic looks, it seemed as if the ache was never ending for him, until …

He’d been preparing to head home as he hadn’t been able to secure a spot on the national team this time for the upcoming Euro campaign which allowed him a great chance to spend this time in Osasuna when his plans were disrupted by a phone call from her.

Her voice seemed detached despite her best attempts at appearing as cheerful as possible, as she decides that since they’ve barely been or spent time together one on one, that a nice holiday in Greece would be the perfect chance to relax as well as reconnect – hesitance had enveloped him for a brief moment until he relents, agreeing to accompany her on this vacations.

Three days into their vacation, he’d started to note how she seemed always lost in thought whenever they weren’t chatting which in turn prompted him to ask her one evening, while they were on a stroll in Mykonos, " Cariña, is everything alright with you? "

She visibly stills before quickly forcing a smile on her lips, " I’m fine, why do you ask? "

He knew she wasn’t, not even in the slightest which prompted him to reply, " You’re spaced out everytime we stop talking, not to mention there’s sadness in your eyes – what happened? "

She chews on her bottom lip, stopping to collect herself before responding. " He cheated on me "

César stands next to her, his expression shifting into that of a clear rage, " What? " he whispers, his heart shattering at the revelation she had made. " What do you mean he cheated? "

She inhales then exhales a deep breath then she explained, " I found out text messages, between him and a coworker he had, they dated back to two years, he was with me while he was also with her, he promised her a wedding, the perfect house, two or three kids, he basically said the same shit he told me " she chuckles dryly before adding on, " I'm an idiot aren't I? "

César shakes his head softly, wrapping an arm around her shoulder tugging her into his embrace. " You're no idiot cariña, if anyone's an idiot, it's him - he had the most incredible human there is, and decided to mess up and lose her "

She instinctively leans into his embrace, seeking warmth as he continued to rub her back soothingly, he pressed a soft kiss to the top of her head and whispered, " You're incredible cariña, don't let the pain he caused tell you otherwise "

She lifts her head up and smiles, " Thank you "

He smiles back, " No need to thank me cariña "

Later that night, while she slept soundly, the same couldn't be said about him - he would toss and turn in hopes of finally falling asleep, yet to no avail, he sat up, a soft sigh escaped from his lips, pulling the duvet off of him, he leaves his bedroom to head to the small kitchen and fetch a water bottle, he sits down in the living room, taking small sips while he attempted to calm his raging heartbeat due to the realization that she was no longer with that idiot, meaning there was a glimmer of hope that perhaps he can finally show her that he is the man she truly deserves.

Suddenly, he hears the sound of footsteps causing him to look up and find her standing there, a confused expression across her features. " Azpi, what's wrong? " she whispers, walking up to the couch then sitting down next to him.

" Nothing cariña, I just ... " He pauses, letting out a soft sigh. " I just couldn't sleep "

" Oh " She murmurs before frowning, " I'm sorry "

" Don't worry about it " He waves off her concern with a smile before leaning in to press a soft kiss on the side of her head. " Go back to sleep cariña, we have a long day tomorrow "

She smiles softly, then she stood up and said. " Goodnight "

" Goodnight cariña " He replies, watching as she returned back to her bedroom before retreating to his own bedroom.

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The following day, the pair set off for a swim followed by a nice brunch at a restaurant near their hotel, while they were enjoying each other's company, he couldn't help but pry further. " Was this vacation meant for you and him? "

He noted how she visibly stilled before nodding wordlessly, " I thought a vacation would help renew our relationship but it didn't seem to matter to him " she said, " I didn't ask you to join me as just a rebound of some sort, I asked you to come because it didn't dawn on me just how wrapped up I was with his love that he made me forget the people that actually mattered "

He nods swiftly, " I'm not mad at you cariña, I hope you know that " he then reaches over to grasp her hand, he smiled then gently squeezed her hand. " I just hated him a lot " he chuckles.

" You and me both " She laughs.

They wrap up their brunch, opting to take a stroll near the shoreline in a wave of comfortable silence when suddenly, she leans in close to him, linking her arm with his which in turn sent his heartbeat racing at a rapid speed, he turns to her, forcing a smile on his lips that she happily mirrored before they continued their stroll, suddenly she stops causing him to also stop. " What's wrong? "

" The sun is casting an incredible hue over the water " She whispers in awe, marveling at the sight before her. " It's beautiful, isn't it? "

" It is " He agreed, not really looking at the view, rather he was looking at her.

Later on, they retreat back to their hotel suite after a beautiful dinner out - the moment they set foot inside, he makes the rash decision to grasp her wrist causing her to stop midway then turn to face him with a confused expression, " What's wrong? "

His eyes held an unreadable emotion, one that caused her to tilt her head in utter confusion, " I'm tired cariña " he whispers hoarsely, " I'm tired of pretending "

" Huh? " She murmurs, brows knit in confusion.

" Cariña " He whispers then tugs her towards him, wrapping an arm around her waist while he leaned in, resting his cheek against hers, " I can't endure this pain, this immense pain of not being able to call you mine "

Her eyes widened, " César? what are you talking about? "

" I don't know where this night will lead us to, but what I do know is that I can't hold myself back " He whispers, resting his forehead on hers. " This is the part where you tell me to stop cariña "

A wave of silence envelops the pair, with her attempting to absorb as well as comprehend what she had just heard, César had not once shown any interest, despite many people around them insisting that the pair were soulmates, yet here they were in this very moment, caught in a state of limbo that was broken by her decision to throw caution out the window by placing her hand on the back of his neck, pulling him in for a gentle and passionate kiss that incited a deep groan from him.

She pulls back, and they catch their breaths - suddenly, she utters two single words in a soft tone. " Take me "

That was all the confirmation he needed, articles of clothing fly across the living room area creating a path to his bedroom, he shuts the door behind them as they struggle to remove their undergarments, once they were completely bare, he picks her up and throws her onto the mattress, her back gently hitting the mattress as he crawled up on top of her to capture her lips in a searing passionate kiss, inciting muffled moans from her, his lips pull away to trail a series of kisses across her jawline down to her neck. " Oh my god " she whispers.

" You have no idea how badly I've dreaming about this " He murmurs as his lips trail open mouthed kisses across her chest, placing gentle bites across breasts, " How much I ached for a night like this, cariña "

Her breaths were labored, her chest rising and falling at a leisure pace, " Why didn't you te- .... why didn't you tell me? " she asked, a gasp soon followed at the sensation of his lips wrapping around her nipple while his free hand toyed with the other one. " Fuck, just like that " she sighs, a surge of electricity courses through her veins all the way to her aching pussy.

" I was afraid cariña " He sighs, pressing a featherlight kiss to her abdomen before crawling down further to be at face level with her slick pussy, " You're just so perfect " he murmurs, trailing teasing across her inner thighs inciting a whine from her, " So beautiful, and just ... I felt like I didn't deserve you "

Her eyes glossed at the sheer sincerity seeping through his tone, she swallows the lump in her throat and whispers, " Please "

He understood what she meant, offering her an earnest smile before folding her legs over his shoulders to allow him perfect access to her glistening walls, he tentatively flattens his tongue against her pussy eliciting a soft moan from her, his eyes trail up to note her contorted features displaying the sheer pleasure. " I think I'm going to be addicted cariña " he whispers, his warm breath fanning in a manner that elicited yet another moan, this time it was louder than the previous one.

" César, harder please " She whines, threading her digits through his hair.

He groans in response, thrusting his tongue inside of her walls while his thumb gently caressed her clit, in turn she grips the bedsheets with one hand, so much so that her knuckles turned white. " Fuck, feels so good, so food " she whines, every nerve in her body set ablaze by his ministrations. " Oh my god " she cried.

His movements were articulate and fast paced all at once that it did not take long for her to be enveloped by the euphoric sensation brought upon by his tongue coupled with his thumb, he lapped up every bit of her arousal before pulling back then crawling up to capture her lips in a gentle kiss, inciting a unanimous moan from the two of them, he pulls back then rests his forehead on hers. " You're so delicious cariña " he whispers.

They exchange one last kiss before she pushes him onto the bed, situating herself on top of him, with a sweet smile, she dips her head down to capture his lips in a featherlight kiss, he works his way around helping her sit up properly, the pair sighing in pleasure as his cock slipped entirely inside of her walls, " Oh cariña " he moans, his hands gripping her waist. " You feel so good wrapped around me like that "

She stills for a brief moment, collecting her composure before setting a leisure pace, she starts to thrust up and down, the friction and heat incited gasps from the two of them, a mixture of grunts and curses escaping from the pair. " Oh my god ... feels so good, so fucking good - AH " she cried, reaching over to rub her clit with her thumb.

" Fuck cariña, I'm close " He groans, pulling her in to press his lips over her breasts, " I'm going to cum "

" Me too " She whimpers, " Fuck, let's cum together "

Her thrusts grew rapid and sloppy, coupled with the way their lips moved in harmony. " I can feel you squeezing me cariña, cum for me, I'm right there with you " he breathes out.

With a few lasts thrusts, she lets out a loud cry, collapsing on top of him before he soon followed, he didn't take long before caging her between his arms, his cock still nestled inside of her, he pressed his lips entirely over hers, their tongues colliding with one another causing her to moan against his lips.

" Wrap your legs around my torso cariña, I'm going to ravish you " He whispers, helping her wrap her legs around his torso. " Such a good girl "

The praise elicited a whine from her, as he began to thrust himself in and out of her soaked pussy walls, " César " she whines.

" I know cariña, I know " He murmurs, resting forehead over hers, one arm wrapped around her waist while he continued to thrust at a moderate pace, " Fuck " he groans.

He closes the distance by kissing her once again, this time with a lot more force. " Come on, cum for me cariña "

She withers underneath his touch, her muscles tensing before the knot in her lower abdomen explodes once more, with him soon following - as the pair collapsed on top of one another, he then laid down next to her, collecting his breath.

She sighs softly, then looks at him. " Where does this leave us? "

" Wherever you want cariña " He said, " I care about you, and I don't want to pressure you "

She grows silent, debating the pros and cons moving forward, suddenly she leans in to kiss him before whispering, " We keep it casual, I don't want to lose you, so we keep it casual, and see where it goes "

He offers her a soft smile, " That's fine by me "

[findingnemosworld]

𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐨 - 𝐜𝐞́𝐬𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐳𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐞𝐭𝐚

・𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬

( 𝐚𝐳𝐩𝐢 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐲𝐦, 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 (𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫). 𝐃𝐢𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐇𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧, 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞. 𝐒𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐲𝐦 )

𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐩*𝐫𝐧

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐢 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐨!

The last thing he expected upon returning to Spain was for his heart to be healed in such a manner that all his mind could think about, all he could dream about for that matter was her, and the worst part is – they hadn’t even spoke to one another, the most they were able to say were passing greetings and polite smiles, and even then he felt like a madman, a total of six months of pure silence between them yet she had managed to win him over.

Most of their encounters took place in a local gym near the complex they just so happen to be living in, with her living a floor below his – they cross paths in the elevator as well, even then they never truly conversed, until that one particular morning …

He had a two day window before the team’s first session since the International break, it had been a relatively leisure, uneventful day that he figured spending it in the gym would not be so bad, and it just so happens that he wasn’t the only individual who had gotten that idea.

He walked in, his gaze immediately landing on her – her choice of workout attire left little to the imagination, he had to look away almost instantly so as to not seem like a complete creep, he walked towards his usual station to begin his workouts, a wave of silence between the pair, it seemed that they were the only ones present in the gym.

Around an hour into their workouts, he was at his last rep when suddenly,

" Disculpe? "

A soft velvety voice flows through his ears, he looks up and is instantly drawn to her verdant eyes reminding him of beautiful spring days, it took him a mere minute to muster up a smile then respond, " Sí? "

" I didn’t want to bother you " She begins, followed by a nervous chuckle as she adds on, " Normally I have someone else to spot for me in this workout since it’s my last, but since we’re the only two here –erm– … maybe you can help me out by spotting me, that is of course if you are able to "

Her request had taken him back, they edged a total of seven months and here she was, being the first to break the wall between them, to say his heart was thumping rapidly would be an understatement – he wondered if she was able to hear it, " Sure " he responds with a cool tone, a clear contrast to the nerves bubbling inside of him.

A visible sense of relief was evident across her features, " Thank you, I normally hate disturbing other’s workouts so I’m grateful you accepted "

" I don’t mind, I mean we are sort of neighbors, aren’t we? " He states, with a jocular tone.

" With a only a floor separating us " She points out before extending her hand to introduce herself to him.

" It’s nice to meet you, I’m – " He was about to speak when she interrupts him.

" César Azpilicueta " She grins, " I know who you are, my neighbor on the floor is a big Atletico fan "

He laughs, " Ah " then he asks her, " and you aren’t? "

She hides her smile as she begins her set, " I am too occupied to pay attention to anything honestly "

" Oh? " He said, his eyes shining with curiosity. " What do you do? if you don’t mind me asking of course "

" I work as a nurse, and rarely do I get days like this for myself " She responds with a soft smile before adding on, " So I try to make the best of them "

If he wasn’t intrigued by her then, he was surely intrigued now. " That’s quite honorable I must say "

She offers him a soft smile, before she added on, " And grueling "

He chuckles, " True? "

A wave of silence camps between them, as his gaze rakes over her form as she started her workout, every now and then his gaze trails over her body however he’d quickly look away, internally scolding himself for the images that his mind had weaved, he willed himself to do what was asked of him until she finished her last rep. " All done! " she smiles.

" You know your way around these equipments " He tries to start up yet another conversation, to distract his mind from all the images flashing in front of him.

" They’re a great way to unleash frustration " She giggles.

" You don’t strike me as someone that gets frustrated " He states.

" That’s cause being a nurse isn’t frustrating, it is something I love even if it hurts me, now when it comes to dating men " She said, a dry laugh escapes her lips. " That’s a whole story "

His brows shot up at her remark, " Oh my .. " he chuckles.

" Everytime I try to put myself out there, he’s either an immature idiot, selfish prick, or someone that only cares about sex " She states, aggressively lifting the weights in her hands as she adds on," Don’t get me wrong, I love sex just as much as the next person does but is it too much to ask for a decent person that doesn’t spend the entire date commenting about how my dress looks better on his bedroom floor "

He grows silent for a brief moment, causing her to look at him through the reflection of the mirror. " What? " she states.

He didn’t respond verbally, instead he grabs her hand further confusing her – he leads her to the shower areas, " What are we doi— " her words were swallowed upon feeling his lips press entirely on hers, an act of pure passion as well as an unprecedented amount of longing that incited a sigh from her.

He pulls back a minute later, " Listen, we can figure this out once we walk out but for now " he whispers against her lips, their breaths labored, their chest touching as they rose and fell at a rapid pace, " I’m going to fuck you senseless "

The phrasing coupled with the way he looked at her, seemed to awaken a flicker of desire that had been dormant for ages, she rests her hand on the back of his neck – tugging him in to gently press her lips over his before whispering. " Please! "

Articles of clothing fly across the spacious area until the pair were completely bare of any restrictions, he pulls her in towards one of the shower stands, he reached behind him to turn on the shower head allowing the warm water to soak them entirely.

The sensation of the droplets pricking her body caused her to instinctively move closer to him, her arms wrapped around his shoulders whilst his roamed over her body, caressing and squeezing every inch of skin, his lips move to trail featherlight her passionate kisses across the curvature of her neck.

He backs her up against the wall, caging her with his arms while their kiss deepened, he swiped his tongue across her lower lip, granting him further access to her mouth, their tongues enter a losing battle of dominance, " I’ve dreamt about this for ages " he states hoarsely, " Nearly seven months of physical pain cariña, all I could think of was to have you in my arms, worship you the way you rightfully deserve "

Her eyes widened, labored breaths escape her lips. " Why didn’t you say anything? " her hands cradle his face.

His eyes flutter shut, instinctively leaning more to her touch. " Fear, cariña. I was afraid, if you could only see yourself from my eyes " he murmurs, " everytime I saw you, all I could think of was – she’s so beautiful that I just know she’ll hardly notice me "

" Oh! " She whispers, tentatively leaning in to nuzzle her nose against his inciting a smile from him, " I would have noticed you, had I not been so wrapped up with word " she giggled.

He chuckles, " Well … " he trails his lips down to her neck, " Now you have a way to unleash your frustration other than the gym "

She laughs, the laughter soon shifting into a moan upon the unexpected yet welcomed intrusion of his cock, slipping entirely into her slick walls. " Fuck " she sighs.

He rests his forehead against hers, one arm wrapped entirely around her waist while the other rests on the side of her neck, " From this point on … " he breathed out, pecking her lips. " We take it slow, I’m going to ensure that you feel like the most beautiful woman in the entire world, going to make time for you " he murmurs, setting a lesiure pace of thrusts.

She whines, her eyes flutter shut. " Oh my god, yes "

" You deserve every thing the world has to offer cariña " He whispers in her ear, nuzzling his face in her neck, their hips colliding each time he thrusts. " I’m going to make sure every bit of it "

" Please " She whimpers, clinging onto him, her eyes brimming with tears threatening to fall. " Please, harder "

He lifts his head up, resting his forehead on hers, " You think you can handle it cariña? " he whispers.

" Yes " She closes the distance between them, kissing him until they were both out of breath.

His pace quickens, all the while he decorated her neck with intricate markings that served as both a reminder to the two of them that it actually happened. " Feels so good " he murmurs, " Your pussy feels so good wrapped around my cock "

" It feels good, so fucking good — Oh fuck " She whines, " Don’t stop "

His hand slips below, thumb landing directly over her clit. " You’re … " he whispers, " My … " he pecks her lips. " Girl now "

" Yeah? " She whispers, pressing soft kisses against the corner of his lips. " Am I? "

" Yes " He kissed her again, leaving her breathless, " Yes you are, and I’m not taking no for an answer "

" I wouldn’t dream of it " She giggles, gasping when he upped the pace of his thrusts, the thrusts grew sloppy. " Fuck "

He stilled for a moment, hesitation flickers in his eyes, she softened upon realizing what he was thinking of, she kissed him softly and murmured, " I’m on the pill, I’m safe "

He nods wordlessly, kissing her once again before he started to thrust in and out of her slick walls, " Let go for me cariña, let go, cum for me "

With a few more thrusts, the knot in her lower abdomen exploded, she lets out a soft cry. " I - Oh fuck " she sighs, " Fuck yes … fuck "

He followed soon after, letting out a soft grunt, resting his forehead across her shoulder. " So good to me cariña, so good to me " he whispers.

They collect their breaths, clean up before they step out of the shower, once they changed – he decides to ask, " What do you say we go and get something to eat? "

She smiles widely, " Of course "

[findingnemosworld]

𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐭 - 𝐜𝐞́𝐬𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐳𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐞𝐭𝐚

・𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬

( 𝐀𝐳𝐩𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐣𝐮𝐦𝐩 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐮𝐳𝐳𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭 )

𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐤!

" Are you serious? The Conjuring "

César, her fiancé of one year had suggested an indoor film night to celebrate Spain's impressive win over Georgia in the Euro qualifiers, a horror film certainly did not qualify as a relaxing film night - he looks at her with a grin, " cariňa, come on, please " he pleads with a soft tone, his eyes wide and doe like.

" You know I don't do well with horror films " She retorts, crossing her arms in frustration, it was true, she knew that horror films weren't real yet she hated every bit of them.

He chuckles softly, tugging her close to him. " I know you don't, but this is a good way to defeat your fear, and plus ... " he pauses, gesturing to himself. " I'm right here, aren't I? "

It wasn't the first time he'd done this, on several occasions he tried to convince her to watch a film and each time she refused to do so - she looks at him, without uttering a single word before a soft sigh escapes her lips. " Fine " she grumbles.

He smiles widely, " I promise, I'll shield you when there's a jump-scare on screen "

She shakes her head, still wearing a hesitant expression across her features. " I can't believe I'm doing this " she murmurs.

He covers the two of them with a blanket, plops the bowl of pop corn between them then grabs the remote to turn on the television, he tugs her closer to him as the film began, she tentatively kept her gaze on the screen while the scenes played on, every now and then she lifts her head up to look at him, taking a moment to study his features that were illuminated by the tv light, he swiftly looks down and smiles. " Focus on the movie cariňa "

Her cheeks redden, and she looks away. " You're a better view than the film " she whispers.

His lips curl into a smile, " My cute scaredy cat "

She pouts, " Don't say that "

He pressed his lips to her forehead and murmured, " You are, you're my adorable scaredy cat "

She looks away, trying her best to focus on the film, however as the jump-scares progressed, so did her fear, every now and then she gasps and nuzzles her face close to his chest causing him to chuckle and press soft kisses to her forehead. " Relax, I'm right here "

Yet she couldn't, halfway through the film she spent it burying herself on his chest, so much so that by the end of the film, she was practically on top of his lap, he rubs her back and laughs. " cariňa, you can look now, the film is over "

She lifts her face and pouts, " I can't deal with this "

" We might need to work harder so you can defeat your fear of horror films " He chuckles softly.

She shot him a death glare then grumbled something under her breath before he was being silenced by his lips pressing on top of hers eliciting a soft sigh from her, she cradled his face in her hands as they exchange a sweet kiss, then he pulls back and rests his forehead on hers. " I have the cutest scaredy cat for a girlfriend "

" César " She whines in response.

His chest rumbles with laughter, as he continued to pepper soft kisses across her cheek. " I love you ... " he whispers before adding with a teasing tone. " scaredy cat "

She hides her face in his chest, " I love you too " she murmurs softly.

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How do you feel? - Kepa Arrizabalaga & César Azpilicueta

Who: Kepa Arrizabalaga, César Azpilicueta Request: 6 with azpi and kepa🥰 Prompt #6: "Hey, how do you feel?" Requested by: anonymous Warnings: mentions of being sick

They were halfway through their summer training week in Switzerland, when Kepa got sick. He believed it was something he ate, for he was up most of the night, throwing up the entire contents of his stomach. In the morning, when the alarm rang to get up for breakfast, Kepa still felt absolutely miserable. He was tired, nauseous, and felt shaky and weak. There was not a cell in his body that was ready to get out of bed now, let alone do a training session. César, who was Kepa’s roommate during this trip, looked down at his teammate. One look at Kepa's hair plastered to his pale and sweaty face, was all he needed to know. “I’m not even going to ask,” he said sympathetically, “stay in bed, I’ll tell the gaffer you’re sick.” “Thanks,” Kepa mumbled just loud enough for his friend to hear. “We’ll be gone most of the day,” César informed, “if anything is wrong you call me, okay?” “I will,” Kepa answered weakly. ———– The team returned to the hotel after that day’s activities at the end of the afternoon. César had kept a close eye on his phone all day long in case Kepa would call, but it remained quiet. The first thing César did when he came back to the hotel was going to check up on Kepa. He quietly opened the door of their hotel room, wondering in what state he would find his fellow-Spaniard. To his surprise, he found Kepa sitting in an armchair in the room, watching TV whilst nibbling carefully on a cracker. “Hey, how do you feel?” César asked, relieved to see Kepa up and about. “Bit better.” Kepa nodded, “not nauseous anymore at least. Still a little shaky, though.” “Good,” César smiled faintly, “are you coming down for dinner?” “Yeah, I think I will,” Kepa agreed, “I feel like the worst of it is over, and actually I feel like getting out of the room for a bit." "Perfect." César shortly rested a hand on Kepa's shoulder. "Good to see you back on your feet, amigo." Tags: @glam-khal, @evie-pr, @gryffinwars, @auawdo, @meteora-fc, @de-geas, @stonesyyyy, @drizzyreese, @hbstre, @soccerfanfiction, @sternennebel2001, @celessence Kepa tags: @theqazer (Tumblr won't let me tag you😥) PL player tags: @superjackgrealish If you would like to be added to the tags list, too, you can fill out this form and I'll add you to it!

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The Kepa-Azpilicueta fics are wonderful. Maybe you should make one where it's the reverse: Azpilicueta is having the problems and Kepa fixes stuff.

Oh, thank you so much! 😘 Thanks for your request. Hope you'll like it :-) xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx For weeks now, César dealt with a lingering hamstring injury. Each time he believed to be close to being recovered, there was a new setback or the medical team believed him not to be ready yet after all. Today, for the third time, he had been told they were adding another two weeks to his recovery. "Hola." Kepa walked into the first team's dressing room at Cobham, finding César sitting at the far end of the room. César greeted his fellow-Spaniard back, but it was only half-heartedly. "Is everything okay?" Kepa halted in the middle of the dressing room. César sighed heavily before he answered. "No, not really." "Another setback?" Kepa asked, already sensing where this was going. "Yeah," César nodded slowly, "another two weeks." Kepa strode across the dressing room and sat down next to César. Whenever Kepa had been feeling down, César was always there for him, so it felt only right that he would be here to support his captain now. "Another two weeks, just what the team needs... that sucks," Kepa said rather bluntly. "It does," César chuckled, actually appreciating Kepa's honesty. "I'm sorry." Kepa realized César might have been hoping for words of comfort, rather than these blunt words. "Don't be," César smirked, "you're the first one who's saying it how it is. And you know what? I need that, and not some pretty words. So, thank you." Kepa grinned at his friend and captain. "Anytime." Tags: @glam-khal, @evie-pr, @gryffinwars, @auawdo, @meteora-fc, @mmmufc

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13 with Azpi? ♡

Thanks for your request. Hope you’ll like it :-)

13. “You shouldn’t be out of bed.”

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It had been a nasty incident in yesterday’s match, which had lead to César being taken to the hospital with a suspected concussion. The concussion was quickly confirmed, and César had been ordered to take is very easy for the coming week.

You worked from home this whole week, so you could keep an eye on César and take care of him. You had just finished a video meeting, when, to your horror, you saw César slowly walking through the hallway and coming into your office space. He looked a bit unsteady on his feet. “Babe, you shouldn’t be out of bed!” You gasped, fearing that he might topple over at any second, “you heard what the doctor said: rest, lots of rest.” “I know,” he pouted, “but I don’t like being alone all day. Will you keep me company?” You cast a quick glance at your calendar for the rest of the day. “Alright,” you agreed, “I guess I could do the rest of my work sitting in bed.”

You quickly gathered some things you might need, and followed César back to the bedroom. You propped up a few pillow against the headboard, so you could sit comfortably on the bed. César rested his head on your legs, as you worked out some meeting notes on your laptop. This short walk through the house had already cost him a lot of energy, and in mere minutes he was back to sleep. You gently caressed his shoulder, now quite enjoying the fact that he lay with you, too. “Get well, babe.”

Tags: @glam-khal, @donkeykai, @evie-pr

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13 Azpi

Thanks for your request. Hope you’ll like it :-) 13. “I do not tolerate this kind of behavior against anyone in my team!” xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Out on the pitch, César felt it was part of his responsibility as captain to protect his teammates and keep them safe during matches. So, when he had just watched the umpteenth assault on Mason’s legs, and the opponent’s growled promise that he would keep trying until he had broken Mason’s bones, César had had enough. “Hey, knock it off!” César shouted angrily , charging at Mason’s opponent. Before he could get another word out, the referee jumped in between them, urging César to remain calm. “No,” César now fumed at the referee, “I do not tolerate this kind of behavior against anyone in my team!” “This is no reason to respond like this,” the referee answered. “This is exactly a reason to respond like this!” César bit back. He knew he was treading on thin ice here, so after his remark César turned on his heel and stalked away. He’d already gotten a yellow card earlier in the match, and had to be careful not to be sent off now. Mason caught up with César as the captain briskly made to return to his position on the pitch. “You’re really scary when you’re angry,” Mason smirked. “They shouldn’t be trying to murder you at every chance they get,” César grumbled. “Thanks, Azpi,” Mason chuckled softly, “nice to know you're looking out for me.” Tags: @glam-khal, @donkeykai, @evie-pr