#drunk pedri

[gavi4me]

7 minutes of heaven

Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3

Word count - 3.1k

Warnings - anal, oral, cursing, Dom! Gavi, sub reader, drunk pedri, cuffs, (lmk if there’s more)

THE VERY FIRST LINE IS SMUT, DIRECTLY FROM THE LAST PART

GAVI x Y/N

His hands went underneath the still wet shirt you had put on, groping your breast causing you to gasp into his mouth.

“Does that feel good?” He said into your mouth.

“Y..yes” you flinched as he started poking and squeezing and circling your nipples.

His lips left yours and began making their way down to your collarbone.

Your hands made their way into his hair. Grabbing and pulling in every which way.

Finally, after a minute of grabbing and poking your breasts, he pulled your shirt off fully and began to devour them almost immediately. A string of soft moans left your mouth as he became rougher and rougher.

After a moment of this, he moved his face back up to your lips before moving his hands down to your ass and groping that too. (It’s 2 am and I can’t think of any other synonym for whatever he’s doing - bare with me)

“Jump” he murmured.

You did as you were told and jumped up into his arms before he walked the two of you to your bed.

There, he sat you on your knees on the edge of the bed, kissing you while undoing his belt.

Once undone, he pushed his pants down, revealing his erection poking through his boxers, seeking an escape.

“Give me your hand..” he said pulling away. He grabbed your hand, moving it to his erection.

“Do you feel what you do to me?” He whispered in your ear, licking it right after. “For 7 years y/n..”

You moaned at the sound of his words. Ever since your old relationship ended, your confidence level had gone down to rock bottom. You didn’t believe you still had what it took to turn somebody on.

A sudden burst of confidence washed over you and you started to pull his boxers down without warning, allowing his member to bounce out freely.

You were at eye level with it and began to make eye contact him, giving him the big, innocent eyes you knew any man loved.

“Fuck..” he slurred while licking his lips.

After a moment of starring at each other, you broke the silence,

“C..can I suck it?” You borderline begged, assuming Pablo would want to be the Dom in this case.

“..go ahead bebé”

You blushed at his words, immediately putting his head into your mouth. You began to lick the precum up, licking down to his base before moving back up to lubricate him with you saliva.

Finally after a moment you went past the head and got more of his shaft down your throat.

He opened his mouth wide, leaning his neck far, far back while staying stable by holding onto the back of your head.

“Just put it all in already..” he groaned. You did just that, though still not being able to fit the whole thing. You felt his tip grazing your uvula as you tried to push more and more down your throat.

“Aww is this cock to big for your small mouth to handle?” He smirked. Wiping a tear that had formed on your cheek from the lack of air.

You pulled your mouth out fully to get some air but Pablo pulled you up by your underarms so that you were now leveled with him.

You turned your head away and closed your eyes, still trying to catch your breath.

“I didn’t tell you to stop..” he said while moving your head to face him.

“I..I’m sorry Pablo..” you said looking down.

“You stop when I tell you to. You shall obey me” he said firmly, though not yelling.

“I understand..Pablo”

“Do you? Do you? Or are you just saying that so you can relieve the throb and wetness I caused in your tight little pussy?”

You didn’t respond. You thought it would have been better if you just waited it out.

“Answer me!” he spat, pulling you in even closer so your two noses were touching.

“..I do. I promise sir..” you answered.

“Then prove it.” He dropped you suddenly, making your feet hit the hard floor before you got back onto your knees and began sucking again.

You took his tip in quite fast before taking a deep breath and pushing him in as far as you could push. There was still quite a lot of length left so you began to rub and play it the remaining length.

“G..good girl” he groaned, having a tight grip in your hair white thrusting in and out, wanting to cum inside of your mouth.

“Are you going let pablo cum?” He asked, lifting up your chin as he kept you in one spot, deep throating him and this time, all of him went inside of your mouth causing little and loud gags to come out of you.

You nodded your head as much as you could in this position before he started to thrust in and out of you again.

“I..im abou-“ before he could finish, you felt a twitch in your mouth and his cum shot down your throat, holding as much as you could in your mouth before swallowing.

“S..shit” he groaned seeing you all fucked up. Hair messed, Lips puffy, Eyes red, and cum on the area surrounding your lips.

“Open up” he said while whipping the cum off your lips.

You opened your mouth as you were told and stuck your tongue out. He gave s look of approval before shoving the fingers he has whipped your lips with into your mouth so you could lick the remaining cum.

“M..mmm so..o good Pablo..” you said while circling your tongue on the finger pads.

“By the end of this, I will be known as papi to you. You understand.” He asked taking his finger back and lifting you up again.

“Yes Pablo. But you have to make me finish first.” You winked.

“It’s sad you have doubts in me. Maybe after that I won’t even allow you to finish.” He joked, carrying you back onto the bed.

He began to pull down your shorts and underwear, leaving small kisses throughout you skin as he made his way down your body.

“Don’t move.” Is all he said before going into your nightstand drawer, picking out something before coming back over.

“What are you doing pabs?” You asked confused as he had ribbon and scissors in his hand, rather than a condom which was what you expected for him to fish out.

He didn’t respond but rather cut a large piece of ribbon and flipped you over, grabbing your wrists. You felt the ribbon wrap around them tightly, leaving just enough room for circulation to still happen.

Once fully tied in a bow, he got off of you and turned you back over, getting a perfect view of you, naked and helpless. Something the boy dreamt about.

“S..shit y/n. Your so beautiful like this..” he smirked.

You smiled at his words, genuinely appreciating them.

“Just fuck me already.”

“Patience muñeca.” He said before opening your legs, allowing the cold air to reach your core.

You let out a loud whine before feeling him kiss around on the insides of your thighs, moving up, closer and closer to your core. He moved up to your neck and began creating hickeys all on your collarbone and shoulders.

He moved back down to you throbbing pussy.

“Where do you want it bebé?” He asked, moving his hand up to where your pussy was.

“Here.” He started touching your clit, pushing down and circling in figures of eight.

“Or here” he moved his hand down to your hole, spreading the wetness and juice around before putting the tip of his finger at the entrance.

“I..I don..t care p..Pablo” you mumbled as you felt his other hand grip tightly around your hips.

His tongue finally made contact with your clit, circling and sucking on it as you attempted to arch your back, him keeping you in place so you wouldn’t budge.

“P..Pablo” you moaned as his fingers began to circle your hole.

“Does that feel good?” He asked, sending vibrations throughout your body.

“Y..yes. Keep doing that..” you said before he added 2 fingers into your hole, pumping and curling them.

“IYE PABLO” You yelled, completely forgetting you were in a thin walled apartment that noise could be heard through the wall quite easily.

“I want to hear how could I make you feel..” he said removing his lips from your clit, still pumping but even faster.

“I-I’m gonna c-cum” you announced, feeling over the edge finally.

He added back his lips to your clit, sucking while your fingers latched onto the sheets.

“PABLO” You moaned out finally as you reached your high, letting go of the tight knot that had formed inside of your stomach.

Pablo lifted his face away from your core, your juices all on his face and lips.

He climbed over you where you were still recovering and used his thumb to scrap off a bit of it and put it in front of your lips, an opportunity you very happily took, licking with a smile.

“You did so well for me..”

“Can we cut to the chase now..” you said, biting your lip.

“Come here.” He whispered before pulling your head up by the back of your neck to kiss your lips.

After a minute he removed his lips and got off, pulling you over to the edge of the bed, turning you over so you were now on your stomach. He pulled you up by your waist, wrapping his arms around it so you were now on your knees, ass in the air for his view.

“Are gonna be good for me?” He asked, gathering your hair into a makeshift ponytail.

“Y..yes Pablo”

“Hmmm.” He hummed. “I’ll go slow..”

You felt his tip moving up and down your slit before he finally pushed in slowly. You gasped at the stretch, it being a new and unfamiliar feeling. You hadn’t gone this far with someone in almost 3 or 4 years.

“S..shit” you mumbled under heavy, and deep breaths.

“You’re m..much tighter than a..anticipated.” He groaned.

He finally pushed all the way in, the stretch mixing with pleasure and pain, though mostly pleasure. He began moving slowly and gained speed quite quickly.

The sounds turned you on. The sounds of his groaning and your moaning, him slapping against you, and the heavy breathing that filled the room.

Your chest was against the bed, head turned to one said and arms behind back, still cuffed as Pablo was ramming into you.

“Please..P..Pablo..fuck. H.harder-“ you managed to get out.

He grabbed your wrists, pulling you up so he could whisper into your ear.

“Don’t keep quiet. I wanna hear how needy I make you.” He said before kissing your temple and dropping you back down, continuing to ram into you.

“I…I forgot a c..condom” he laughed.

“It..s okay I’m o..on the p..pill..” you muttered.

“F..for who? It’s not like y..you have a anyone to f-“

“I h..have it f..for ti..times like these.”

“Must’ve been a- f..fuck you keep ti..tightening so per..perfectly around me..” he groaned, gripping your hair so he could hold onto something.

He slapped your ass once then rubbed away the pain after. You whined at the sting it left, though turning you on even more.

“Hmm you like when Pablo slaps your ass, like a bad girl would” he slapped it again and again until both of your cheeks were red with his hand print on them.

“IYE” you said after each slap, still going in and out except you had taken the lead. Pablo had stopped moving leaving you to pound into him for the two of you.

“P..please. Help me cum pa..Pablo”

He began to pound into you again. His balls hitting your clit sending more and more pleasure through your system.

“I..I’m gonna c..cum..” you announced a minute later, your back arching back so far while he was still holding your hair in a scrunch.

“Don’t…” he mumbled, snaking his hands around your throat.

“Pabloooo...” You whined. He was pounding into with no mercy and expected you to just not cum.

“What do we say when we want things..?” Pablo said, slowing down, barley even hitting half way deep inside of you anymore.

“P..please… p..please.” You cried, your tears falling into the duvet. He fully stopped in place, balls deep inside of you, tip grazing your cervix.

“Please to who?” He asked, pulling you up by your hair so your ear was near his mouth.

“P..please papi…” you moaned.

He thrusted once, hard, still not letting go of your hair.

“Please what?” He asked.

“Pl..please fuck me s..so good..papi..” you whimpered.

“That’s what I like to here coming from your whore mouth.” He began to thrust again, speeding up to his old pace.

He dropped you back down before grabbing onto your hips and moving them with his thrusts.

“C..can I c..cum..?” You moaned loudly.

“You may..”

A second later you let out the knot, cumming all on his shaft before you felt him twitch inside of you and finally came.

“P..Pablo…that was s..so good.” You groaned as you were riding out your highs.

He pulled out after a minute and took your hands before untying the knot and letting you become free. He grabbed a towel from your linen closet, whipping each other down before settling into be next to you.

“If I had known you were this tig-” he couldn’t finish his sentence before the bell rang, causing you to shoot up.

“Who is that?” He asked confused.

“I don’t know..?”

The bell rang a couple more times as you began to put on some pants and a shirt that Pablo had grabbed for you from your dresser as your legs had sort of given out.

“BE PATIENT MOTHER FUCKER” you yelled. Your hair was still a mess and you had hickeys all over your body, the ones that Pablo had caused.

You looked through the peep hole to see ANOTHER BLACK SHIRT like you had seen when Pablo had came earlier.

“Fer?” You said confused as you opened the door a crook, just enough for your head to stick out.

“I can’t find pedri..” he yelled kind of aggressively.

“Woah okay calm down…”

“Y/n..whose that?” You heard Pablo call out.

‘Fuck’ you said internally. Cant Pablo take a hint?

“Pablo?” Fer asked confused that he was hearing his voice coming from your house. At this hour especially.

“Why’s Pablo at your house?” Fer continued.

You turned around when you felt his arms on your shoulders to see that he was in only boxers and nothing else.

“Fer?” He asked confused.

“Pablo?” They both starred at each other puzzled to see each other here.

“I didn’t interrupt anything…did i?”

At the same time you both said “no!” In a way that would make anyone aware of the affair.

“Okay well get your shoes on. We need to find Pedri’s likely drunk ass and take him home.”

“Cant you call him to ask where he is?” You asked questingly.

“His phone goes straight to voicemail. Just meet me outside in 5..” is all he said before leaving past the halls to the exit.

“We are definitely busted. Thanks a lot curious george.” You yelled after making sure for and left the building.

“Woah calm down first of all. Second of all, he gave us 5 minutes to get out of our ‘you look like we just had sex’ state so go to whatever while I get a shirt and pants.”

You limped over to the bathroom to comb your hair and to cover up the few hickeys left on your neck before walking over to where gavi was standing, eyeing you up and down as you walked over.

“I still can’t walk that well. My legs are so sore.” You said.

“Just don’t come then. I’ll tell them that you were feeling tired and sore so you didn’t feel like coming.”

“Please do not tell them the sore thing. That’ll confirm we just had sex.”

“Are you ashamed we just fucked..?” Pablo asked walking closer to you as you were sitting on a stool and he was at the door.

“Aye take your shoes off.” You pointed, noticing he had put his shoes back on and not wanting him to ruin your brand new carpet.

“Geez.” Pablo said in a defensive way, holding his hands before kicking them off and running over to you.

“What are yo-“ before you could ask, his lips made contact with your and gave them a quick dominant kiss.

“Just needed to taste those delicious lips one last time before I left.”

-“COME ON. I DONT GOT ALL DAY!”- you heard Fer yelling from outside.

Pablo quickly out his shoes back on before yelling, “I can still taste myself on your tongue.” (These people have no shame for waking up their neighbors 😭)

He closed slammed the door shut and you went back to the bathroom to wash away the makeup you had just added. To be fair, Pablo did do as he said: help you change. You were now in clean and non wet clothes that he had put in you.

You slid back into bed after cleaning the room from pillows being scattered on the floor and the sheet starting to untuck - the room was a mess.

You checked your phone one last time and saw a message in coming from Fer.

“We need to talk about you and Pablo tomorrow morning.”

A/N

Okay so, I wrote this in a span of 4 weeks so it might not all make sense - bare with me. It was either finish it right now or finish it on Wednesday and I didn’t want to keep you guys waiting so here it is. I’m literally so excited cuz I’m going to a Joffrey ballet 🥳 anyways I hope you enjoyed it (cuz I hated it 🤩)

[bellcza]

watching real betis v barça supercopa 2023 to feel something again

[taasgirl]

say something pt 1.

summary: although playing for the same club, pedri and y/n cannot stand the thought of being around each other. enemies to lovers for all my girlies out there - i got u

a/n: not proofread and all in english + more installments coming soon!!

"I told you I can't go out." Salma hadn't stopped bothering me about some party with the men's team. I had so much school to catch up on.

"Come on don't be a party pooper. You study every night and train every day." I spun my chair to face my laptop. "Seriously Y/N, it's only one night." Rolling my eyes, I continued writing my paper.

I had been at university for the past year or so, while simultaneously playing football. For Barcelona. I know, pinch me moment. But I was so determined to graduate high school, and get a degree. I wasn't going to let anything stop me.

Even if it was my dream profession.

The coaches and staff at Barcelona were very understanding, however they weren't too happy when I had to leave training early for lectures.

But I guess I make up for it, I'm the league's top goal scorer, currently on 21 in 9 games. A feat slightly unbelievable to my lecturers and classmates - they think it's insane that someone 'famous' would even bother with university, but I love journalism. Something about writing is so me. Especially topics that I love.

"Don't be a bum Y/N." Truth is, I really wanted to go, but I had already agreed to help one of my classmates with some work.

"I'm supposed to be studying with Alex." Salma instantly spun me around. "The hot one?" I didn't respond.

Alex and I had our fair share of flirty kisses and almost intimate moments, with Salma being our first and only 'fan'. Seriously her words not mine.

"Well bring him then. You two should loosen up. Literally everyone will be bringing a plus one." Now that would actually be a good idea, but he seemed like he really needed my help, and lucky for me, he didn't want to bother me so it would all be through facetime. I could study in the comfort of my bed, in my pyjamas.

"Sorry Sal, you have fun but I'm staying back." She scoffed, this happened a lot, she'd invite me, I'd reject, and then say, "You look really hot though."

"Wait so what did you write about?" I would be lying if I said this wasn't awkward. We had hooked up a few times, and yet each time we spoke to each other it was just as awkward as the last. The term 'friends with benefits' was definitely not applicable to us.

"Umm, mine's just about some of my teammates. You know, sports injuries and that sort of stuff." He smiled when I spoke.

"It's so cool knowing you." Awkward silence soon followed. "Hey uh, I'd really like to take you out. To dinner maybe? You know, when you're not busy being a professional and all that." Well I can't really reject the guy who's made me orgasm multiple times.

"Yeah sure. I'm sure we could go out after class one day." Yeah I was not going to go out with him.

After a few hours of studying with Alex I got a call from Salma. "Hey Alex, I'm getting a call, I'll message you later." Hanging up our facetime, answered Salma's call.

"How's hot boy? Have you fucked yet." She was slurring her words. Definitely off her face drunk. "Hey is this Y/N?" I replied to the voice, one of a man's. "Listen we need you to come pick Salma up, she's drunk." The boy on the other side of the phone said it almost annoyed.

"Who is this?" Immediately he replied, "Pedri. Now can you hurry? I'm sending over the address." The notification popped up on my phone, she was at a club downtown.

"I can't." Pedri didn't speak. I knew him from our minimal media interactions, but other than that, he had a reputation as a dickhead fuck boy. "What do you mean you can't?" Because I was so preoccupied with school and work, I never had the time to get my license.

"I can't drive, I don't have a license." I could almost hear him roll his eyes.

"Are you serious? How do you expect her to get home?" He was clearly pissed off. "Maybe be a gentleman and drive her home?" He groaned, obviously unwilling to do so.

"Don't put her in a cab. Drive her home, here I'm sending you the address." As soon as he received my message through Sal's phone he hung up. What a dickhead.

After about fifteen minutes, I heard loud banging at my door. Rushing over, Salma practically fell in my arms. "Y/N you won't believe the night I had." She needed to sleep, we needed to be at training by 6 tomorrow for fitness testing. I have no idea why she'd pick tonight as the time to get wasted.

"Thank you Pedri, I'll see you tomorrow." As I went to shut the door, he stuck his foot in, pushing the door wide.

"So I leave a party with beautiful women to drop your lightweight friend off, and you don't even offer me a glass of water?" His tone was condescending, as he followed me through our apartment.

"Yeah well, sorry for ruining your night." As I helped Salma into her bed, he leaned on her doorframe. "You know usually when I take a girl home it doesn't end like this." He smiled, that kind of dickhead-fuckboy smile. I didn't respond, walking under his arm as I made my way to the front door. I opened my wallet and handed him €10. "For the petrol, now please leave." I pushed the money against his chest as he scoffed. "I don't need your money." He looked me up and down. "See you later Y/N."

Salma and I successfully made our way to the Barcelona grounds, a round of water and plenty of bread slowly sobered her up.

"So how was your date with sexy classmate." I smacked her lightly. "Awkward as fuck. You'd think that someone who's seen me naked plenty of times would know how to talk to me, but I guess not." We walked past the front desk. "Morning. And it wasn't a date, just a study session."

Making our way to the changerooms, I made eye contact with a certain somebody. That certain somebody came over to us. "What do you want?" He looked at me puzzled, in a dismissive way. "Oh I'm not here to talk to you." He diverted his gaze to Salma. "You were quite the partier last night." She smiled at him, I have no idea how.

"We gotta go. Bye Pedri." I pulled Salma away from him. "You're literally gay stop making eyes at him." She looked at me as we sped walked through the hallway. "Doesn't mean a girl can't look." I rolled my eyes. I can't take this girl seriously sometimes.

By the time we had made it out to the field, everyone could tell that Sal was hungover. She wasn't hitting anywhere near her top speed and was very slow at our reaction training games.

Jonatan pulled her aside, and soon enough, she was escorted inside by our assistant coach. "Bring it in girls." I stood next to Lucy as Jonatan began a speech.

"It has come to my attention that there was a party last night." The girls began looking around at each other. "And I understand that you are young and want to have fun, but when alcohol or even drugs are involved, it becomes a problem for the club." Lucy looked down at me.

"I need you to all be aware of what you're doing. You are professional footballers, and now is not the time to be partying let alone drinking." The girls started to whisper to each other.

"And I especially need you to look after the kids here. They're young and vulnerable. If you see them in a less than ideal situation, you need to help them out." Jonatan didn't raise his voice, one of the reasons why he has been my favourite coach. "Now get back out there."

Training was tense, and by the time we had arrived inside Salma was lying on one of the physio beds fast asleep. "Sal are you alright?" She groaned, covering her face. "Lucy said she'd drive you home, but I really need to get to class." I gave her a quick hug before I headed for the showers and prepared myself before class.

It's hard being a student-athlete, or an athlete-student depending on how you look at it. As I left the building I saw Gavi standing outside.

"Hey Pablo." He turned around, immediately hugging me. Gavi was my first friend here in Barca when I joined the academy, and although we haven't kept in contact as much, I still consider him one of my best friends.

"Looking good Y/N. You off to school?" I nodded, signalling to my laptop bag clutched in my hand. "You're seriously the hardest worker I know." After a short conversation a car pulled up to the kerb. A short honk alerted us.

"Get in Gavi. Y/N." Hey, at least he didn't dismiss me. "Can Y/N come, we just need to drop her off at the uni. It's down the road." Before I could reject Gavi's idea, Pedri spoke up. "Yeah no. Come Pablo." Gavi didn't get in the car.

"Seriously Pepi, let her come with us. It'll be a short trip." Soon enough, Pedri agreed, unlocking the back door for me.

Pedri didn't speak the entire ride, and even though it was short, I felt completely unwelcomed. By the time we had arrived on campus, Pedri drove right to the communications building. I thanked him, and stepped out of the car.

As I began to walk away from the car a familiar voice called out to me. "Y/N wait up!" Alex ran up to me, and immediately pulled me in for a hug. I could feel Pedri and Gavi's eyes on me, the car hadn't moved.

"Thanks for the help last night." We walked into the building together and found our seats.

After a boring three hour lecture, I quickly made my way down to the exit. "Y/N wait up." I spun around, facing Alex. "Is now an alright time to ask you to lunch?" I could help but blush. Now normally I would've politely declined, but I am so unbelievably hungry, so I agreed.

"As long as you're driving I'm up." He smiled and brought me to his car.

"I told you that class boy was your guy!" Sal yelled at me after being dropped home by Alex. "When you aren't preoccupied by the dick-"

"Yuck don't say that Sal!"

"It's true, see he's a good guy. Hot too."

I pushed a pillow to her face. She was really too much sometimes. We were sat on the couch, relaxing until it was time to sleep. She was telling me about this incredible girl from last night when I heard a knock on the door. I got up and answered it. To my surprise Pedri was standing there.

"Uh, um you left this in my car." He handed me over an unfamiliar plastic bag, but after a quick look inside, I could tell that it was my sports bra and socks from training.

"Oh yeah, um thanks." We stood there awkwardly in the frame of the door until Salma came up. "Left them in his car huh?"

Pedri immediately tried to speak but his mumbles were cut off by Salma. "Leaving your clothes in one guys car and then going out with a different guy the same day is truly boss energy." Pedri looked at me concerned.

"He and Gavi drove me to class ok, so let's get inside. Thank you Pedri, I really appre-" "Come in Pepi! Take a seat." Salma cut me off and ushered him in. Looking down at me, he made his way to my seat on the couch.

"You know what guys, I'm actually gonna head to bed." Salma pouted at me. "Come on, it's only for a few minutes." I shook my head and went into my room, grabbing my clothes so I could take a quick shower.

By the time I finished my shower, I could still hear Pedri and Salma talking. I wrapped a towel around myself and made my way to my room. That was of course, until I bumped into him.

"Maybe look where you're going next time." He said to me, a look of disgust plastered on his face. "Get the fuck out of my house." He laughed.

"Yeah cause this two room apartment is a house. You seriously need to get a life." I pushed past him, opening my door. "Oh and maybe you should try and be welcoming for once. God knows it'll do you a world of good." I slammed the door after hearing his comment. I have no idea why I even gave him the time of day.

He's such a piece of shit. I'm literally a university student who also happens to be a footballer - a women's one at that. I have no choice but to live in a shitty apartment with my teammate. I don't have the type of money he has.

pls let me know if you like this! i'll update as often as possible and pls give me some requests! i'll write about anyone (m+f)!! thank you!

part two!

[spidybaby]

i need a toxic pedri he's jealous of your friendship with Gavi because when they both meet you Gavi had a crush on you that he never confess because Pedro made a move first

Bad kind of butterflies

Summary: Pedri let the insecurities of his friend become his own. Ruining his own relationship and friendship.

Warnings: cursing, asshole!Pedri, toxic relationship, asshole!Eric, fighting, drunk driving.

Part two

Your relationship is not new. You have been together for almost three years now. You will describe the relationship as something lovely and where the two of you support each other.

You will go to every game he has, every competition for the team, supporting his new line, loving his photoshoots, and watching every interview.

Him, he would support you through everything. He will drop you off at college. Even if you didn't agree at first, he would help you study. Always loving how smart and dedicated you're to became a professional.

But if you ask someone in your circle their opinions about the relationship, they would say that you became toxic.

Well, you, it is a misunderstanding. He became toxic.

You meet the team thanks to your friend Sira, she was dating Ferran and he introduced you to his circle.

The circle in question was Gavi, Eric, Alejandro, and Pedri.

When you meet them, your eyes only focused on the dark-haired boy. To him, it was the same. He was quick to make conversation, taking any other friend the opportunity to do it.

But you became closer to the other guys, specifically with Pablo. He became your friend quickly. He was such a supportive friend. And the best part was that he was the best friend of your boyfriend.

Pedro wasn't the jealous type. Sure, he got jealous from time to time, like a normal person. But he wasn't one to feel jealous of other people around.

Being an elite football player makes him feel less insecure than the others. He knew he was all that, and you made him feel even more like all that.

You always made him feel like the center of the universe, and he reciprocated that feeling for you. Having all the girls throwing themselves at him at first made you feel insecure, but he quickly told off that feeling with actions that proved to you he was a loyal one.

To him, everything changed when Eric one night called him drunk, asking him to pick him up from this bar in Barcelona.

When he, as a friend, went there and picked him up, he took him to his house, Eric didn't even knew where his keys were.

Eric was drunk crying, confessing that his girlfriend cheated on him with dude she met at college. How he was so heartbroken.

Naturally, he felt super bad for him, and the thoughts came, the insecurities got to his head.

He called you, knowing you were doing some homework and were pulling an all nighter.

"Hi, mi amor."

"Hey, am I bothering you?"

"When have you ever bother me?"

He fell quiet. He was answering that question on his mind, all the times he asked you to drop something to go to his games, all the times he asked you to move all you thing to his house so he could spend time with you, making you uncomfortable while studying.

"Pedri? Amor?"

"I'm here, I'm just tired."

But you were tired too, it was almost two am. And to him, it was easy. He had a free day, but you were going to wake up really early to go to class. Even if you had only one hour of sleep.

"Don't you want to come over? I'm almost done, and we can cuddle in bed."

"You need sleep."

"So do you, so if you want, the invitation is still there. I'm going to be here for another half hour."

He drove over to your place, wanting to take these insecure thoughts out of his mind.

And you did take all that out of his mind by showing him that he was the only one you wanted by your side.

After that, he was a big support for Eric. He wanted his friend to feel better. He invited him to stay a few hours after practice.

Pablo was helping Pedro with supporting their friend. He brought some candies and things to make him feel better.

They spent most days after practice playing fifa and chatting. Ferran then joined the heartbreak club, Sira and him called it quits.

Ferran felt uncomfortable with you around, so you told Pedro that you were meeting him when they left the house.

Mostly because you didn't want his friends to feel some type of way about you.

The second time Pedro felt different about the relationship was the night Eric confessed something to him.

"I don't know how you can be so open with Gavi about your relationship."

"Gavi is mine and my girlfriend friend. I don't see the problem."

"But aren't you uncomfortable about his crush on your girlfriend?"

Pedro stopped on his tracks. He was confused about why Eric would think that. Gavi never gave any signs about him liking you.

"No sé a que te refieres con eso." (I don't know what you mean by that.")

"No me vengas a decir que no sabes." (Don't tell me you don't know)

"I think you're confused. Just because Gavi is friendly with her doesn't mean he has a crush."

He thought he let it go. But was laying down in bad with you. You were telling him about a video Pablo sent you of a recipe.

Pablo had a crush on you?

But this time, he did brush that off. Not believing his friend would have a crush on his girlfriend.

"Hey, maybe we can do something this weekend?"

"I thought we were having a movie marathon with Pablo. You wanted to see all the conjuring movies, bebé"

He graps his arms around while putting your phone away from you, kissing you cheek and neck.

"Maybe I just want you to myself."

The way his kisses feel on your skin, the intoxicating sensation he makes you feel with his fingers.

"All to myself." He whispers, kissing your lips while he pounds into you.

Your moans all to himself, your lips letting his name out, his lips marking your skin.

His and only his.

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"Let me call my girlfriend, and we are on our way."

Pedri, dial your number. He let the call on Bluetooth while turning the car on. The beep goes once, twice, and then into voice mail. You rejected his call.

"Ohhh, someone's getting rejected." Ferran laughs. He loves to pick on him to get a reaction.

"Oh shut up, she's just busy."

He dials your number again, making his way out of his garage.

"Hello, Y/n is in the bathroom. She will call you when she's out." The voice of a man makes him press the break hard. He hung up without Pedri being able to talk.

Ferran and eric laugh as hard as they can. The expression on their friend is a shocked one, his mouth open and brows furrowed.

"Wait that was so fucking funny, he hang up on you."

"Where did you say she was?" Eric asks, "Well, it doesn't matter cause she was busy, and that dude was kinda in a rush to hang up."

"Okay, stop it, Eric." Ferran warns him. "She's probably studying and you heard the dude she's in the bathroom."

"Don't know, that's what my bitch of an ex used to told me 《oh Eric, I was busy studying》, yeah studying another boy's dick."

"She's not like that." Pedri finally says, closing the garage with the control. "She's on finals."

"If you say so." Eric lifts his hands as a piece sign. "Let's just drive, we're going to be late."

The drive was silent, Ferran tried to make conversation, but Pedri and his single answers were not it.

His ring tone interrupts the silence. He presses the green button on his wheel. "Hola hermosa."

"Hola, I'm sorry I didn't answer. I left my phone here while using the bathroom, and Kyle answered the phone."

"Ohhh Kyle." Eric whispers to them.

Ferran pushed him back to the seat. Whispering him to shut up.

"It's okay, I was just calling to check on you."

"Stop it, Eric." Ferran warns once he sees Eric was about to speak again.

"I'm fine, Kyle is dropping me home, I can ask him to drop me at your place if you're free."

"I'm actually with Ferran and Eric, but feel free to go there and relax. You have some clothes there and you can order some takeout. I'll join you in a while."

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you, te amo."

"Yo más, goodbye baby."

He can feel a relief that was unexpected. He knew Kyle. He was your friend and study buddy since the beginning.

"Good thing she was just using the bathroom, right Eric?" Ferran pinch him. Making him yelp. "Fucking say it." He whispers.

"Yes, she was using the bathroom." He says with a bored tone. Making ferran roll his eyes.

The mood for Pedri changed. He was now talking, and Ferran noticed that. They made some jokes until they parked outside of the place they're going to.

The time they spent there was nice. You texted Pedri that you were at his place, a picture attached where you sent him a kiss with the "have fun" text next to it.

But he wanted to hurry up, feeling like cuddling you, like kissing you. Ferran also wanted to keep the stay a little shorter, wanting to relax at home with his family.

They dropped Eric first, saying their goodbyes to their teammate. Ferran knew he wanted to speak about the call incident.

"I want to tell you something."

"Yeah, whatever you want tiburón."

"Eric, he's still not in the right place about his breakup. And that doesn't mean he's allowed to put ideas in your head. Don't let him do that."

"He's just, so fucking extra sometimes." He sighs, wrapping hard on the steering wheel. "I know he's hurt, and sometimes he just projects on me and y/n."

"Don't let him do that." Ferran pats his arm. "I know that with the whole Sira breakup thing, her and me haven't really talked. But she's a nice girl, I know her."

"Yeah, she used to come over after you left so you didn't feel uncomfortable."

"Such a sweetheart." He laughs. "But I'm serious. She's a nice one. Take care of her."

"I will, I love her."

Ferran got out of the car after telling him to tell you hello. Thing he said once he was wrapped in your arms, watching a movie and eating takeout.

After that night

Two weeks has passed, two weeks where the texts, the calls and the meetings were barely there.

You were on your last year of college, and these finals were very important for you. If you pointed well you were able to get more job opportunities.

Pedri felt frustrated. He knew he shouldn't let Eric fucked up with his mind. But he also doesn't want his friend to feel pushed away.

He trusts you with his life. He wanted the long run with you. And nobody was getting in the way of that.

Today was your last final, the last one of the whole curriculum. You were extra excited about it.

Asking Pedri to pick you up so you can go get something to eat after in a celebration mode. He bought flowers for you and a special charm for your bracelet. He knows you love collecting charms for extra special moments.

He parks under a three, a little far more than usual, but he doesn't want to be seen. Wanting all his attention on you.

You texted him that you were out of the test and to send you where he was, wanting to walk to relieve the last bit of stress.

"Are you going to the party?" Kyle asks you.

"Obvio, I'm not missing this. It's all I need"

"Same, I'm ready to chug a whole bottle of reposado."

"Añejo is better, Ky."

Kyle walked you over to Pedri's car, feeling the same about walking to leave the stress of the test.

"Are we doing shots and partnering in beer pong?"

"Duh, you're the only person I would to this with. Nobody does it like you."

Pedri has his window a little down. He can hear the conversation, but to his "luck," he only heard the last five words.

He takes eyes on the way Kyle says goodbye to you, the way his hands are a little more down than necessary.

He squint his eyes, getting that out of his mind. He trusts you. He does.

"Hola, mi amor." You say, closing the car door.

You grab his face into your hands, giving him a kiss. Thing he reciprocate, missing the taste of you and the way you smell.

"Te amo." You say, pecking him "I missed you, bebé."

"You have me all to yourself, princesa." He pecks you back. "Let's go, I made reservations to your favorite stake place."

You grab your backpack to move it to the back of the car, your eyes lay on the bouquet of peonies, and the Tiffany box.

"A little something for you." He squish your thigh.

You grab the bouquet, smelling the flowers. "I love it, I love you"

"I love you more. You're such a smart girl."

You take a picture of the bouquet, posting it to your close friends with the text "blessed with him ❤️" tagging him, even tho he can't repost it.

The food was exquisite. You loved the place. He was breaking his diet, but he was doing it for a good reason.

"I have a party today, do you want to come with me?"

"I have to go to the gym with the team, but I can join after."

"You will be tired, it's okay." You say, feeding him some ice cream. "I'm asking Kyle to pick me up on his way there, we will take an Uber because we both want to drink."

He tense at the name of your friend. He feels so bad about the way his body reacts to things he never felt worried about.

"I can drop you guys off, and tomorrow I don't have to play so I can pick you up when you're ready to go home."

You nod smiling. "I'll text Ky, thank you, amor."

He can't help the guilt. He's doing this so he can prevent you from being alone in an Uber with Kyle. Not because he wants to take you there.

You text your friend, who asks you to thank him. Kyle never met Pedri due to always being a lap of schedules that made them not met.

Back on your way home, you were singing some Quevedo. You were happy and nothing can take that feeling away.

"Open your other gift." He parks the car in the parking lot of your building.

You do as you're told, seeing the silver charm with tiny crystals. You smile, asking him to help with locking it in place.

"I love you, you didn't have to. Thank you."

"I love you, smart girl. You deserve more than that."

He kisses you goodbye, observing you while you go into the elevator and then going into practice.

The gym training was boring. He was with Marc Guiu, Ter Stegen, Fermin, and Araujo, but the exercises were solo ones.

Ter Stegen was telling them a story about something that happened to him with a fan. Everybody was laughing and chatting.

In the end, he and Fermin were the last ones to pick their things. They were chatting while walking outside.

"How is College?"

"It's great, crazy. More now that I'm with the first team."

"You're a heartbreaker." He laughs. "Too many girls?"

"I'm interested in one. But I don't know, he's very shy and very focused in college." He sighs. "And I'm a football player."

"Shoot your shot. My girlfriend just finished college, and we have been together since her third year."

"Will do, take care." He waves Pedro goodbye.

He drove over to your house. He was waiting for you to get ready while he crashed your bed.

"I forgot to bring snacks." He pout, he was craving something.

"I have the crackers your doctor approved." You kiss his cheek, "go get them."

He walks with such no motivation to your kitchen, opening the drawer where you order all your snacks.

He found a box of chocolate with a bite attached. "For my smart girl. K❤️" He throws the box back into the drawer. Appetite gone.

"What if you stay here with me?" He asks, using the frame of the door as a recliner. "I just feel like I haven't seen you in so long."

"Well. I'm all yours after the party."

"So you're not even considering not going to stay with me?"

You turn to him, not sure why he's acting like that when he's the one who encourages you to go out and relax. "Are you okay?"

"No, you don't want to spend time with me. You just want to party and be with your friends and I have feelings too, I miss you too. I'm just tired."

"Amor, you can go home and call it a night. You don't need me for that. I can ask Sira to pick me up and drop me off."

"That's not the point." He squinted his eyes mad. "You prefer to go out than to spend time with me."

"Pedro, relax!" You say, tone serious. "I've been planning to go to this party for a good month now. I help with it. Im not missing it. I deserve this after my hard work."

"That's not the point." He says, angry out of nowhere. "You don't get it." He grabs his wallet and keys, walking out of the room.

"Pedro, seriously?" You can't believe he's walking out like that. "Pedro!"

You hear the door closing. You wanted to go out and ask him to stay, but you didn't. You gave him his time. He's tired and just having a bad night, you think.

You text Sira, asking her to come over so you can go together. Thing she agreed on, texting Kyle that you were picking him up with Sira.

"I love your shorts." Sira says, smacking you. "But that top, maybe a staples one?"

"I like this, I'm not feeling like wearing a strapless."

"Okay, what's with the face?" She grab you by the shoulders, making you turn. "Why are you so blue?"

"Pedro was here. He was supposed to drop me off, but he told me I was only interested in the party and not on him."

"What?" Sira's face is a poem. She has this doubtful expression. "Pedro as in Pedri? What the hell?"

"Maybe he's right." You feel guilty. "Maybe he's going through something, and he doesn't know how to tell me."

"Well, guilt tripping you is not the answer." She hugs you. "We're going, and you're having fun."

You nod, still feeling guilty over going and not calling to fix things with him.

"Now, help me with my makeup." She sits at your vanity. "Hey, stop. You deserve to have fun."

You smile, repeating her words. You deserve to have fun. You grab her makeup bag, helping her with her base and eyeshadow.

Once you're ready, you take out a mini bottle of patron and two shot glasses. Pre gaming with her. "Hey, slow down, you're driving."

"I can do both perfectly, you know that."

You do another shot and left to pick your friend. The trip there was fun, singing with her and Kyle to this Nicki Minaj song.

The party was great, you can say you did drink a little bit more than usual, feeling a bad taste on your mouth after the fight.

"Okay, chug chug chug," Sira cheers you, as you and Karla, your friend in common, are competing on who can drink a long island the fastest.

"Ughh, that was disgusting." You say laughing. "I need a bathroom, I'm going to throw up."

You grab someone's hand, dragging this person to the bathroom with you. You never throw up while drinking, but this time, you kinda get a little crazy on mixing.

"You have luck I have a strong stomach."

"I want my bed." You whisper. "And a blanket."

"Okay, stay here, I'm bringing you water and a mint cause iugh. And I'm asking Sira to go."

"Love you, Ky." You hug his leg, making him laugh. "You're my bestie. Am I your bestie?"

"Sadly, you and your week stomach are my besties." He pets you in the head.

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Pedri was home, bag under his eyes after not being able to sleep, he wonders if you had a nice night, if you were okay.

He replays the story time and time and time again. Sira was with you, so you were okay. You never leave without the other.

He gets your favorite drink and food, knowing you will have a craving of those.

He knocks on your door. It's already almost night, so he's sure Sira and your other friends are gone.

A very destroyed you open the door. You look like you had a little too much fun. He smiles at your sight.

"I got you some food and a drink."

"Food first." You smile, he hands you the bag and drink. You moan hapilly at the taste of the drink. "Okay, you can come in."

"Had some fun?" He kisses your cheek.

"Mhm, a lot." You say opening the bag. "But I kinda got a little more drunk than normal."

He nods, not sure how to address the situation. But you decide to go first.

"I don't like the way you left last night." You look at him. "You don't act like that. Is there something going on? Are you okay?"

"I'm okay, I just got insecure or something I'm not sure. Perdón."

"I get that, but please don't do that again."

He wraps his arms around you, kissing your neck, promising not to act like that again and to be more open about his feelings.

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"I love the smell of roses." You say grabbing a red rose.

You were hanging around with Kyle. He was supervising the flower shop his parents had. They were one of the most exclusive flower shops in Barcelona.

"You can grab some, mom won't mind."

"If I get an invoice for this, I'm killing you."

He laughs, you pick out of the big wall that was there. You loved how the roses look so pretty, no matter the color.

"You own me lunch."

"I gave you flowers," He says, funny tone. "Isn't that enough?"

"To take me home?" You ask, imitating his tone. "Invite me to dinner first and then we can head home."

You laugh, he picks his things and tells the girls that are there working to keep an eye for him while he eats lunch.

"What do you want and why is it sushi?"

You smile, you like the rice that the sushi places sell, even tho you're not the biggest sushi fan you liked some pieces.

"I want some rice."

You saw the texts of Pedri, ignoring them. You were mad at him.

He told you, not even asked, told you that he didn't want you out with Kyle because he thought that he had feelings for you.

You had a big fight about it. Asking him to leave. You ignored his calls, texts, and even when he went to your house.

Maybe being with Kyle was not the answer, but he was your friend since the beginning of the career.

He was there for you when you had nobody and you reciprocate that for him. Being his support as much as he was your support.

"Are you okay?" He hugs you by the shoulders. "We can go get some pizza if you want."

"Yes, just a little sleepy."

You never told anybody your fights with Pedro, Sira was an exception for time to time. But that time to time was almost never.

You order food, deciding for some sushi rolls. Kyle noticing how sad you were decided that he wanted some sushi and some other things.

"Wait, lemme take a picture for insta"

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Pedro saw the pictures, blood boiling as he thought he was clear about how he didn't feel nice about this dude being your friend.

"What's wrong?" Eric asks, noticing how he threw his phone into his bag.

"This fucking Kyle dude, fucking on my nerves." He sighs. "I told her I don't like him and she's out with him."

"And you're doing nothing about it?"

"What am I supposed to do?"

"Fucking go to her and ask her to respect you, you're not a fucking college common guy, you're Pedri. Don't forget that."

Ferran wants to say something, but Pedri grabs his bag and runs out of the door.

"You're way out of line." He stops Eric at the corridor. "Stop giving Pedri your stupid advice."

"Stupid advice?" He laughs, "she's probably fucking that dude and you're on her side?"

"She's not like that."

"Just because you want her to help you go back to Sira doesn't mean she's a saint."

"Fucking stop, Eric." He yells. "Keep your problems away from Pedri and his relationship. Just because you weren't man enough for your ex doesn't mean Pedri is like you."

While the two of them yell at each other, Pedri is driving to your place. He needs to talk with you, Eric was right.

You're his girlfriend, and he needs his to feel respected. Thing he's not feeling right now.

He dials your number two times, both ending in voice mail. His anger just grows.

You and Kyle were talking in the parking lot. He needed to go back to the flower shop but also wanted to make sure you're okay.

"You can trust me, I'm not judging."

You feel your tears floot your eyes, you want to believe that Pedro was going through something and that this person who talks to you like that was not the man you love.

You hug your friend, crying in his chest. He didn't ask anything else, he knew you needed time.

"Hey, I'm here. Don't cry." His hands run up and down your back. Thing that smooth you a little.

"I don't know how to explain what's going on." You say, tears falling. "I'm just so confused."

"It's okay, you're okay now."

His hands hugging your body to gave you confort. Thing you can't seem to find.

You heard the loud noise of a car break. Making you turn your head. Pedro was looking at you from the inside of his car.

You push Kyle away from you, but his hands grab your arms. "Kyle, I think you need to go."

"What?" He's confused. Why would you ask him that? and why was your boyfriend looking like he could kill someone?

Pedri slams his car door. You let Kyle go. "Pedri, what are you doing?" You tried to grab his hand but he moved around you to where your friend is. You let a scream out when Pedro's fist impacts Kyle's cheek.

You freeze in shock. The man who's the least confrontational just punched your friend. And the worst part is that it is out of nowhere.

"What the actual fuck?" Kyle screams from the floor. Spitting blood. Lip cut open from the impact. "Are you fucking crazy?"

You can't register what he replied. When he turns around to you. You back off until your body hits his car.

"Get in the car." He grabs you by the wrist, not hurting you but making you walk. Your friend is on the floor, bleeding from the punch your boyfriend gave him.

Pedro puts the seat belt on you, your shock still there, like a fever dream.

You have a nauseous feeling. Just five minutes ago, you were crying about not knowing when he turned into this jealous boy and now he punched your friend.

The drive was silent. You feel hazy, closing your eyes. His breathing is heavy, his hands gripping the wheel so hard to make the leader squeak under his grip.

You feel the car stopping, opening your eyes to see that you're in his house. You don't want to exit the vehicle.

"You punched my friend." You whisper. "Pedro, que carajos?" (What the fuck?)

"Let's go inside." He get out to go to your side to open the door, but you press the lock button. "Y/n, don't play with me. Please get off."

"You punched my friend." You yell this time. "I want to go home. I'm not getting out."

"Get off." He unlocks the door with the control, but you again locked it. "Y/n, please."

"Are you out of your mind?" You ask, crying out of anxiety. "What is wrong with you? This is not you, I want to go."

His expression softens. It's like he's in a state of mind where he can't control himself. You're hyperventilating. Locked in his car.

"Princesa, por favor." He takes a few steps away. "I'm not hurting you, I will never. Just get off and let's talk."

He let you cry, feeling terrible for making you feel insecure around him. Making you feel like he's not your safe place.

"I'm fucking sorry." He says. "I don't know what's wrong with me, I'm not like that, I don't hurt people."

His hand hurts, his heart hurts, and his head hurts.

"Can you please get out of the car?"

You breathe a few times, and you unlock the car and open the door. He wants to have his arms around you.

You notice his hand is red. You know he's not hurting you. He won't. Never did, never will.

"Your hand."

"It doesn't matter."

You grab his wrist, guiding him inside of his house and to his bedroom. Once you're inside, you check for the aid kit.

With a baby wipe and alcohol you clean his hand, and his expression shows pain. You apply some cream to make it better.

"What's on your mind?" You ask, narrowed eyes. "You're not this person. You don't hit people. You don't do shit like this."

"I'm fucking sorry"

"Sorry is not enough."

"Don't say that."

"Pedro, tell me what's going on. Kyle and I have been friends since before you and I even met."

He can't look at you, eyes stick to the ground. You're someone who takes her friendships seriously. You love to nurse your friends, be there for them.

"If I'm with you, that means I'm not looking at any other dudes. Pedro you're the only one for me."

"And you're the only one for me." He finally looks at you. "I don't know what's going on, Eric and his stupid advice are ruining my mind."

"Why are you letting your friend who's bitter about his ex give you relationship advice?" You ask, angry. "Pedro, our relationship is only ours. You don't see me say that Sira or Karla are giving me advice on punching Gavi in the face because you're getting shipped on tik tok."

"I'm dumb. I'm fucking dumb for that."

You rub the rest of the cream, massaging the area to smooth his bruise.

"You're not dumb. You're such a smart man." You press a little harder than necessary, making him hiss. "So I need you to use that intelligence to understand that if you keep doing this shit, you're losing me."

His whole body tense, he can't see a day without you by his side. You're his ride or die. You're the person who taught him how to be a man.

"I can't lose you."

"Well, get your shit together then." You let his hand go, standing up. "Pedro, you're not this person, and I'm not staying if you chose to act like this from now on."

"I'm not, love, please don't go."

He hugs your waist, head on your belly. You feel his shoulders shake. He was crying at the thought of you leaving.

You don't hug him back. You don't caress his back. You don't feel like touching him more than you already did.

"You need to think of what you did. A few days apart will help."

You slowly push his arms away, you wanted to cry, but you know you have to wait till you're alone yo do it.

"Please no."

You got away from him. You take your phone out of your bag, call an Uber, and text your friend to see if you can crash her place.

Sira told you she was close to where you were, and she was picking you up. While that happened, you noticed Pedro crying into his hands.

You take a seat next to him. He's into the idea that he lost you. All because of something that he never even cared about.

"I'm leaving." You say after a while, Sira was outside. "Pedro, I need you to understand why this is happening, you need time to think and so do I."

You kiss his shoulder. Head still in his hands. You walk over to his front door. You want to keep composure, but you didn't even make it to the car when the tears began.

Sira didn't question you. She just started the car on her way to her house. Once you both are in her room, you're crying in her arms, letting all the pain go.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

You nod, feeling better now that you let the tears out. She dried your tears with a tissue.

You tell her everything, how the situation went from him not wanting you to go to the party from him punching Kyle and yelling you that it was because of Eric and his advices.

"I'm sorry if this is not what you want to hear, but you should break up with him. He's becoming controlling, and that's not cute."

You shake your head no, you don't want to think about breaking up without fighting for the relationship to work.

"I can help him." You whisper. "He's just letting Eric get into his head."

"Y/n, he punched our friend over a stupid advice."

"He's not like that."

Sira decides to remain silent. She knows you're not hearing anybody. You're too attached to him to even consider the leaving option.

"Okay, I'm here for you whatever you decide."

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Ten days later and Pedro still hasn't heard from you.

He knows you were in Paris and horse riding with Sira. You were also doing other things with your classmates.

You answered his texts with a heart or with another emoji, but you won't answer his calls or FaceTime.

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"Can I have my sunglasses back?"

"No, they fit me better."

"We are wearing the same outfit." You laugh. "Hey I'm sure you will do amazing at your competition."

"I have the best cheerleader." She says, hugging and kissing your cheek. "I love you."

"Love you more." You hug her back. "Thank you for being the for me this past days, I needed that so much."

"Are you calling him today?"

"Yes, it's been almost two weeks, and I think we both had out time to think and calm down."

"Do you know how is him?"

"Gavi updates me on what he's on." You confess. "We been talking a lot, you know I love that kid like a little brother."

"He's nice." She agreed. "I love his eyebrows. They have life."

You both laugh, Gavi does have very active expression eyebrows. Thing that makes him even more memorable.

You return home, thanking her for the day with the horses. You take a shower to relax and think about what you're telling him.

He was doing a lot, sending flowers, texting you every day like he always does. Kyle and you were fine. He was just keeping a little distance for now because he's still very mad at him.

You were finishing your skincare routine when you heard a knock on the door. You ignore it, not wanting to go open the door.

But the knocks sound again after a few minutes, and you roll your eyes. Throwing a hoodie over and walking to the door.

You find a very happy Gavi. He was carrying a box of something and had another bag in his hands.

"Hola." He walks inside. Leaving the box and bag in the kitchen aisle. "I'm a messenger. And I have to give you this."

You check the things, a bag full of your favorite snacks and drinks. And the box is a dozen of your favorite pastries.

"Pedri?" You ask, bitting your lip happyly. "Thank you, messenger."

"I charge one of those." He points at the box. Making you roll your eyes in a funny way. "Please."

"Take two."

He did as told. Using a napkin as a plate.

"Want to see a movie now that you're here?" You smile.

"A scary movie?" He raised his eyebrow. Remembering your chat with Sira, you laugh.

"Yes, a scary movie."

He sends a picture to Pedri, letting him know that you got his message and that they were seeing a movie.

"So, how was Paris?"

"It was amazing, I saw Mbappé." You smile. "And it was a good game. They won."

You chat a little while the movie gets good. You were watching the last movie of the conjuring, the one that Pablo hasn't seen.

"Hey, why don't you come to the photoshot we have with this new kit.

"When is it?" You ask confused, thinking that they already did something like this. "Don't you already did that?"

"Yes, but I mean, they always want more content for social media."

"Is Pedro going?"

"Don't think so. He's in the social media team of Alyssa. We're with Antonia."

"Will go if you take me to his house after."

"Deal."

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You smile at the way Pablo and Alejandro shy out with the camera. They're getting scolded by Antonia.

"I'm sorry guys, but the last video I promise, just smile."

The day went fast. They filmed enough content for a while. Not wanting to keep doing it, Antonia let them go.

"Let's go, madame, we're heading to your prince charming house."

"Can I drive?" You ask, running to the pilot door. "I'm about to get my license."

"What if the police stop us?"

"Then you give them free tickets and we're free"

He laughs, throwing the keys at you. You were so excited about being able to drive. Pedri taught you how to do it. During those late night drives.

"Do you know the way?"

"Of course, my horse." You tap his nose with your finger. You love doing that cause of his facial expression. "Want to know a secret?"

"Si."

"Sira and I love how your eyebrows move depending on your mood."

He blushes, his ex used to say the same thing. His eyebrows had a life.

"They're my best card."

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He told you about the next games and how the team was training hard, things you're used to hearing because of Pedri.

"We're here," you announced to him, who was texting. "Thank you for the drive. Have fun, Pablito."

You both say your goodbyes, you enter Pedro's house with the spare key he gave you.

The house was silent, way too silent for your liking. You knew Fernando was in Tenerife with his parents, so you didn't really find weird not seeing him cooking or working on something.

You left your bag and key in the kitchen aisle, walking upstairs to look up for him.

The sound of the shower gave you an answer of where he was. You can see the steem coming out of the little door opening.

You take your shoes off, walking to the closet and changing into the pajama set you have there. You get into bed, making yourself comfortable in the sheets.

Not even five minutes later, you heard him moving into the bathroom, moving things, even singing lightly to a Quevedo song.

When he's out, he jumps a little, happy but surprised to see you there.

"Me has dejado cagado eh!" (You scare me)

"Perdón, I didn't want to interrupt your shower." You can't help but wonder your eyes up and down his body.

He smirked, walking to where you're to peck your lips. "I missed you. Let me change, and we can talk." You spank his ass when he turned around. "Oye, that's playing dirty."

He was giving you a show, walking around so you could peak at him while he changed. You turn your head so you can focus on the reason on why you were there.

But you didn't mind having an after sex talk with him. In the end, he was the one who needed to make it up to you.

"Ready, princesa." He jumps in bed. Arm around you. "I missed you so much, mi vida"

"So did I." You caress his almost dry hair. "How was your dar, amor?"

"Do you really want to know?" He laughs. "Or should we address the elephant in the room?"

"You're such an inpatient, Pedro." You pinch his cheek. "But yes, sit."

He sits, crossing his legs in front of you. You accommodate his hair, untangling his locks. He grabs your wrists, bringing your hands to his mouth, kissing your knuckles.

"I'm sorry." He began. "You're the most important person in my life. I don't know why I thought it was a good idea to let Eric advise me on relationships. But it's not on him. It's on me who did such crazy things like hitting your friend. I'm sorry, I don't want to lose you."

You grab his face, pushing him towards you. Lips collapsing. You fell into bed, lips still attached.

"Please don't do this again." You peck him. "I love you so much."

"I love you, princesa."

"Now love me in the way only you can."

"Will do." He laughs, kneeling and taking his shirt off while you unbutton your own.

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"Wooow, such a model." Pablo says, clapping his hands. "I like this one better than the black one."

"I like this one too." You say observing your reflection. "I think this is the one."

"Finally, I'm hungry."

You changed, not before taking a picture to send to your friends. You asked the girl that was helping you that you were taking the dress and to pack it up for you.

"I want Chinese. Do you want some?" You ask Gavi. He was on his phone with his mad face. "What's going on Pablito?"

"Nothing." He pout.

You pay for the dress and walk with him to the basement where the car is. He keeps this pouty face.

He parked at the Chinese restaurant that he liked the most. You want to talk to him about his mood.

You order the food, you text Pedri that you had the dress for the wedding. But what worries you is the boy in front of you.

"Pablito, mi vida. Tell me what's going on."

"I'm not sure, I'm talking with this girl, and we were fine, but these stupid rumors about me and other girls are ruining the chances I had."

"Don't worry, Pablito. You're such a kind-hearted dude. You just had to make her see who you really are."

"What can I do?" He asks, tired of trying and failing.

"Invite her to the wedding." You smile. "If she's from Barcelona, why not?"

"But, what if she says no?"

"You already have the no, but if you ask, you might get a yes."

"You're such a smart girl." He texts happily, asking you what to write and how to invite her properly.

You offer yourself to help his "friend" go get a dress or borrow her one of your own. He was happy with the offer, asking her about it to let her decide.

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow. If she needs help with the hair and makeup, I can help, I'm kinda good at that."

"Gracias, you're the best." He kisses your cheek. You say your goodbyes to him, hurrying upstairs yo try on the dress again and match it with some shoes.

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"Are you ready to go?" Pedri asks, kissing your cheek. "I'm obsessed with how you look."

You kiss him carefully because of the lipstick. You loved the way he made you feel like so special.

"Let's go, mi amor."

The drive to the venue was a little longer than you thought. You pictured the place being a little closer to his place than what actually is.

"I hope we find parking."

"It's kinda early."

Lucky for you, there were some available spots. You notice Gavi's car. You smile at the thought of him and his date. Hoping everything is well for him.

"Hola, you guys are early birds just like us I see."

To your luck, the table was full of people you know. Alejandro, Robert, Gavi and Eric, and Ferran.

"Una putada, early to a party but late for training." Pedri laughs, saying hi to all the table.

"Anna, Robert, you guys look amazing." You say, "Anna, I love that dress on you."

"Thank you, but what about you? You look like a movie star, shining all around."

"Thank you." You blush at her comments.

The party began not that much later. Many other playmates joined the venue. The party was great.

The bride and groom gave their welcome words, thanking everybody. Did their first dance and later on announced the food.

You made conversation with Ferran, asking him about something silly, while Pedri and Anna chatted about football.

After the food, the dance began, and so did the open bar. You wanted one drink but were too full to get it at the moment.

Ana and Robert were the ones who got to the dance floor first, inviting you all to the table to dance.

You followed them. Even when Pedri didn't like to dance, he would do it for you. "I love you." He kisses you while dancing with you.

You finally chose to go get that drink, Ferran with you because he was feeling some on the rocks.

When you go back, you notice Pedri sat down at the table talking with Alejandro. "Hey, I'm joining them, I'm resting a little." He nodded, grabbing the person he was dancing with again.

"Hola hola, got tired of dancing?" You joke with Pedri. He moves the chair for you, hugging you with his arm.

"Hey, Y/n." Alejandro called you, "how is college going on?"

"Good, I just finished with the curriculum, and we'll I'm working on other things."

"Nice, good for you."

"Excuse me, please." Gavi's date says, walking back to the table and picking up her purse.

Gavi hurried with her outside of the venue. You followed them with your eyes, worried that something might have gone wrong.

"Hey, I'll be back, I'm going to the bathroom." You tell pedri, he nods in response.

You walked outside to where Gavi and his date were, they were fighting about something and where this girl sees you, she reprimanded Gavi about it.

She walks away from the scene, Gavi turns to you, head low. "I fucking hate Eric." He says.

"What?" You hurry to his side. "What's going on, Pablito?"

"That fucking asshole told her that I had a crush on you. And that I have been in love with you since I met you. Que mierda?"

"He did what?"

"He fucking did, I'm going to punch him in the fucking face."

You stopped him, not wanting the party to be ruined about this. "Pablito no, not here. Please."

"He fucking deserves it." He yells.

"I know, but not here. Look, call her, explain.to her your feelings."

"She's not answering." He buffs.

"Try, Gavira." You hit him.in the head.

He dials her number several times, each getting into voice mail. You feel bad about what happened, angry at the asshole of Eric.

"What if you send a voice note to her inbox?"

"And say what?"

You ask for his phone, opening iMessage and searching for her name.

"How do you feel?" You ask, recording what he was about to say in a voice note.

"I just feel like an idiot because I've never met someone so special and someone so fucking pretty, super dedicated to what she does, and super smart, someone who every guy will die to be with. You're the only one I think about in the morning when I wake up, the one I want to call after training or have on the bleachers with my number on her back. You, just you."

You smile, finishing with the recording of the message. You know how important it is for him

"Qué mierda esta pasando?" Pedri asks.

Pablo turns to him. Pedri doesn't notice that what he said was for his date and not for you. "Pedro, it's not what you think."

"So this shit is not you telling my girlfriend you're in love with her?"

"Pedri, stop it." You warn him. "Not here. This is not like that."

"Will you shut up?" He said, eyes looking at Pablo and not at you. "I thought we were friends."

"This is not like that." Pablo yells. "Fucking idiot."

He pushes Pedri lightly, entering the venue again. Pedri turns to you, angry expression on his face.

"Let's go."

"You're so stupid if you think I'm leaving with you."

"Don't do this here. Let's go."

You wanted to leave before you get inside and scream at Eric for being such an asshole. "Let me get my things."

You walk inside and grab your things, Pablo was doing the same but when he noticed you he just asked you if you were okay.

"Yeah, we're leaving. Hope you solve things with her." You hug him goodbye. He sat while waiting for a few minutes till you left.

You walk outside, pedri already has the car in front of the door. You debate actually going with him.

"Get in, we're going to my place. You have some explaining to give."

You walk over to the door, slamming it when you get in. you were mad about everything, the ruined night, he being rude to you, rude to Pablo. Eric fucking up as always and Pedro following the train.

"You're such an asshole." You finally say. "You don't even know what the fuck happened and already jumped into conclusions."

"Don't try to defend him."

"I'm not, but you're so out of line, Pedro."

"Don't defend him, y/n."

"He was talking with his date over a voice note because Eric told her that he had a crush on me which is a fucking lie."

"It's not."

"It is, Pedro." You yell, angry at him. "I helped him with the invitation, with getting her a dress, with everything for him to get the girl, if he had a crush on me why would he do that?"

"You did?'

"Yes." You answer like it's obvious. "Pablo is like a little brother to me, you know that. He's your friend, a better one than Eric. Fucking stop with the attitude."

You both stayed silent until you reached his house. When the garage door closes, you immediately get out of the car.

"You were so out of line, you ruined the night for you, for me and for Pablo. I'm so fucking tires of this."

"Stop"

"No, I want to change and to sleep, my night is ruined, and so is yours. Maybe tomorrow you can fix things.

You walk upstairs, grabbing your makeup remover, some towels, your pajamas and other things, and moving yo Fernando's room.

You definitely were not sleeping, wanting to cry and to scream but just cried. He felt the frustration of the night. Pulling an all-nighter, just like you.

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Two days later, you were waiting for Pedro at his house. You wanted to fix things between Pablo and him. You want their friendship to heal. Even tho your relationship was kinda still not well from the last fight.

Pablo was showing you something, his shoulder sticker to yours so you both see the tik tok. You grap your arm around his shoulder, thing you always do.

Pedro was outside doing something with the social media team, or so you thought. He was looking at the two of you from his front door. He was mad about something someone told him.

Wanting to come home and rest and find you two glued to each other was annoying to him. Especially because he was still mad at Gavi.

He clears his throat, making you turn and smile at him.

"Hola." You greet him.

You were expecting him to do the same with you, but he didn't. He just ignored you and went upstairs.

Pablo kept his mouth shut, his teeth clenched because he didn't think that was the way he was supposed to be treating you.

"Maybe he's just mad." You excuse him, thing you do pretty often lately. "Or maybe just tired."

"That doesn't give him the right." Pablo gets up from the couch. "Let's just go, I don't want to be here."

"Wait for me in the car? I just want to get something."

He wants to tell you no and take you to the car. But he also respects your decisions. "Okay, I'll be waiting."

You walk upstairs, following Pedri. His room door was open. He was taking his dirty clothes out of his training bag.

"What was that?" You ask, sitting on his bed. "That was rude."

"Rude is you coming here trying to fix something that I dont want to." He was angry, his voice was low. "Why is he here? I didn't invite him."

You were angry. He was becoming this rude person to you and to his friends.

"Why are you talking like that?" His words were hurting you. It's like a wake-up call you were not ready to answer.

"Because it's the truth, you bring him here uninvited." He shouts.

"What are you even on, Pedro?" You shout, too. "I take time out of my day to fix the shit you have done and try to make things right with our friend because you can't seem to do it."

"Then fucking leave, come back when you can respect my house. Maybe not dressed like that."

You look down at your outfit. You are wearing a tennis skirt with a tank top, the day was hot, you weren't going to wear pants and a long sleeve.

"What about my clothes?"

"Nothing, please go."

"No, what about my clothes? Do you have a problem with the way I dress?"

"I do. Go, come back well dressed."

You laugh, making him turn to you. Angry expression on his face. "You're not going to tell me how to dress. Or who to be friends with, you're my boyfriend Pedro, not my father."

"Yes, your boyfriend, and you should respect me more."

"I have never disrespected you." You yell. "You just fucking did.! You have been doing so often. it's like a habit now. And I'm not going to let you do that to me."

"I'm having a bad fucking day, don't make it even worse."

Sira's words were echoing in your head. <You should break up with him. He's becoming controlling. And that's not cute.>

"Sira was right, I should have broken up with you the day you hit my friend." You say, angry at him. "I'm done."

"What?" His expression changed, even his tone of voice.

"You punched Kyle over nothing. You had a fight with Pablo for God's sake. This is not healthy anymore." You began.

You tried your best to heal what needed to heal in the relationship, but bandaids don't fix bullet holes, specifically if the one that's shooting keeps doing it.

"I can't do this." You wanted to cry but wont. "I excuse you with my friends, I humiliate myself for you, trying to save your image of a good boyfriend. And you just can't seem to change. I'm done for good."

"Don't do this." He tries to get closer, but you push him. "Amor."

"Why are you blaming me? You've been so controlling with my friends, with me. And now clothes are a problem? No, I'm done."

You exit the room. Leaving him speechless. He didn't notice how his actions were breaking the relationship.

"Y/n, wait." He runs downstairs.

You got in the car, asking Pablo to drive.

When Pedro made it to his front door, the car was already moving. He couldn't stop it. You were gone.

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Sea of ​​love —Fermin Lopez.

summary: After being in love with Fermin for many years being Gavi's sister, he finally confesses and the sea is a witness of your love.

warnings: none. (mention of alcohol, discomfort, bad language)

word count: +4k.

#SEXYNOTE: I'm sorry for the delay :( I was taking exams. How is everything going? Kisses, love you <3

Laughter erupted in the living room when you saw your brother do something stupid. Everyone knew that Gavi was the life of the night and that his 'guess what' attempts were not something he did very well, even more so when he was drunk but he still ended up being the funniest thing in the world. Unfortunately your mood wasn't the best these days and you were just drowning your sorrows in alcohol.

Trying to forget.

Bottles of beer lay on the floor, on the living room table, sofa and even on the kitchen counter. Summer vacation was something you really loved when it came to coming to your house by the sea, where everything was surrounded by trees, beaches and flowers, a swimming pool with beautiful views and a summer barbecue.

Your parents and sister had gone on a trip and your brother had thought of coming with his friends and inviting your girlfriends for a great vacation. Something you couldn't say no to, as you had been looking forward to it for a long time but weren't excited enough to really enjoy it.

You loved this place but you hated being here right now.

Laughter and screams could be heard all around you, but you weren't really listening to them, not when your eyes were anchored on the boy sitting a few feet in front of you, as if he was the only person in the world. Trying to get his gaze back or at least a little bit of interest from him.

You felt empty, forgotten, ignored and trampled on. You couldn't take it anymore.

"Let's dance" your friend tried to take your hands, but you refused. "Don't be an old lady!" she shrieked snorting.

You smiled a little trying to hide your pain. Your spirits weren't very high today, nor were they a few weeks ago, not after he rejected you like that. You just wanted to drink until you passed out drunk and forget everything.

Falling in love with one of your brother's best friends was a myth for some but a reality for you. A reality that hurt.

Fermin Lopez was the typical young prodigal and kind, who has all the girls at his feet and with that angel face and smile that bewitches, you could not blame them. You had also fallen into his net.

But he would never touch you, his words, not yours.

"Did you come to cry for a man or to fuck three others instead?" your flirtatious friend whispered and pointed to the other members of the group, Ferran, Joao and Pedri.

Your gaze wandered to three drunken boys laughing and joking with each other, playing with your brother and your other friends. You laughed in denial they were just like that, a couple of idiots.

"I'll pass" you whispered. She nodded and kissed your forehead tenderly.

"Well if you don't, i do" she joked with an amused grimace. You laughed before finishing your bottle of beer and watching her walk off after the partying soccer players.

You got up from your spot and walked barefoot around the dining room to your slippers, quickly putting them on. You needed air or to get out of this place before you exploded.

Unseen, you opened the back patio door and stepped out hugging yourself as the evening breeze hit you. It was a pleasant night, the stars were shining brightly overhead, the moon was lighting up the sand on the beach, the tree branches were barely moving.

You sighed a breath of air and took it all in hard. You had been putting up with it all, the journey here, days eating at his side, nights criss-crossing him in the bathroom, evenings and mornings enjoying your own home. It was hell.

You were rethinking to yourself if it had been a good idea to come or if it would have been better to stay in Barcelona, in your small apartment with your studies and your strong emotions. You walked without fear, down from your house until you reached the beach, feeling the waves lapping on the shore. The lighting was dim but at least you could see perfectly where you were stepping and even the moon helped with that. You sat on the sand feeling it grainy under your body, sniffling dejectedly.

It had been at least a couple of years since you had felt this. The feeling of having everything but at the same time nothing, that everything was out of your reach and there was no escape. A tear fell down your cheek and you blamed it on the alcohol that had undoubtedly taken its toll on your body.

You closed your eyes smelling the warm scent of the summer night enjoying the feeling of your limbs burying in the sand when you took off your shoes and the salty of your tears sticking to your face when they came out uncontrollably. Feeling the sensation of being alone in front of the sea with only your feelings drowning you and your bad decisions.

You didn't want to go back to that living room knowing that Fermin was there. You had been on good terms but it was clear that you didn't want to be just his friend and he ignored you completely, except that he felt obligated to greet you when you met in the mornings or ask you for something because he was at your house when Gavi was busy.

After a while behind your back, you heard someone walking by but you ignored them. It was probably one of your friends, your brother or the boys seeing you leave.

Your body was surrounded by a thin layer of clothing, over your summer bikini, giving you validity when the breezes blew your hair. You touched the jacket on your shoulders and its scent came straight to your nostrils, making you bristle.

Damn it.

"What are you doing here?" you heard his voice above your peace.

Your body froze.

You hadn't expected him to come at all, he hadn't even seen you leave, in fact he had never seen you. What was he doing here? Why did he come? To keep hurting you? How dare he? First he ignored you worldwide as if you didn't exist for him and now he appeared out of nowhere with some concern?

"Y/n..." he called out to you when he heard silence. "It's late, it's not safe for you to be alone here, come in the house" he asked from behind.

You raised an incredulous eyebrow.

A hand from his hands touched gently, calling out to you. A shiver ran down your back but you removed your shoulder as if you were a capricious child. Fermin removed his hand quickly at your discomfort.

"I like being alone" came out of your mouth with some wariness.

"I know" he affirmed. Again there was silence but this time, Fermin moved and sat a little away from you. He was respecting your space, you had always liked that about him. He was cautious and kind.

"I like you too" you kept saying. Again you were sure it was the alcohol talking but it was so true.

Fermin sighed. "We talked about... this."

You clicked your tongue. A wry chuckle escaped your lips at the memory.

"Yeah, i know. I'm not your type and you only see me as a friend" you blanched your eyes sighing.

Suddenly, again tears invaded your eyes. But you weren't going to cry, not in front of Fermin.

"It's not that Y/n, you're confused and don't know what you want" he reasoned lifting his shoulders.

"What do you know what i feel?" you snatched raising your voice. "What the fuck do you know what i want!?" you shouted.

The situation was starting to make you desperate and to see him there, so calm with his soft voice and confident feelings. He clearly didn't want you.

"Gavi would never agree to this, it's not right. He's my best friend" he kept excusing himself.

Rage started to build up in your body every time a word came out of his mouth. Why the fuck did he keep making stupid excuses? First you weren't his type, then your brother and now what?

You loved Fermin. Since you were eleven you were in love with him but he never looked at you with different eyes. Was it so hard for him to tell you? Was he such a coward?

"Go away" you asked hugging yourself in the cool night. "Forget everything and fuck off" you spat.

The urge to scream got stuck in your throat when he looked ahead and sighed without saying anything. You were letting him go, why the fuck wouldn't he leave. He didn't want you to come closer, he had asked you explicitly, but why did he come here? He wasn't looking for explanations or he wasn't going to give them either, why had he come in the first place?

He had broken your heart into a thousand pieces from day one. You knew he went out with other girls and that didn't bother you but sometimes it was unbearable, it hurt. Even so, you always kept choosing to love him because the heart doesn't decide who to fall in love with. It just happened.

He had been Gavi's friend since you were little and with that, you also knew him. You had no memories where Fermin was not present as you became a teenager. He was the person who protected you and took care of you, the one who beat up idiots when they tried to get with you, the one who took you home when you were drunk, the one who covered for you when you went out with friends, the one who defended you from Aurora and Pablo when they played with you.

How could you not fall in love? If he was always sweet to you, always watching you with that smile on his face, always worried about you. Fermin wasn't just your brother's best friend, he was like your brother. But you hated that part. Because that was the answer to everything, you were just that to Fermin Lopez.

He knew everything about you and that was your weakest point. He knew how you felt, he knew you liked him and he knew how you were suffering. And that you were a disaster.

You got up from the ground and started walking to the sea. You wanted to get away from him as soon as possible, besides it was all he wanted but he was still there. Sitting silently with his head hidden between his knees like a coward.

Fuck it. Your feet came in contact with the water and you shivered as you felt it was freezing but you weren't going to stop. You were going in deeper and deeper as tears slipped down your cheeks, love was cruel and it hurt to be in love. Why couldn't it be reciprocated, why did it have to end like this?

I guess this was the end. Your end. Not the end you wanted but the only one fate had for you.

Shit fate.

You took a last breath before sinking into the freezing cold water shivering but when you submerged everything disappeared. Your clothes got wet and your hair floated but you didn't care that you were shivering underwater, you didn't hear anything anymore, you were just there. Sinking under your feelings with your broken heart.

The water surrounded your body and tried to push you up but you held steady under it, feeling the silence and darkness beneath you.

At least when you came out Fermin wouldn't be there. Or so you hoped because it would be really embarrassing for him to see you a mess. The mess he had made. He didn't care and it was okay, it was already a hopeless case. You were going to get over it.

Maybe Fermin was right and your feelings were confused or maybe you were infatuated and it would all pass. At least you were praying that when you surfaced it had all been a dream.

When your lungs began to feel the lack of air, you stayed in the water. You weren't going to do anything crazy but you needed a little adrenaline to take your mind off it. Your limbs were cold and the tears had stopped flowing and had mixed with the deep sea water.

Arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you up, pushing you out as your lungs took in air again in desperate gasps.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, y/n!" he yelled trying to help you float, his hands holding your waist tightly as you continued to gasp for air.

Your vision was a little blurry, because of the darkness and the drunken state but your body recognized that touch. His soft fingers pressed against your skin and you trembled.

"It's fucking freezing!" he shrieked again at your silence. "Are you crazy?" he continued. "What would have happened if i left?"

"Nothing, stop acting like you really cared" you replied dryly trying to pull away. You wanted to swim away from him, back to shore and go far away but his arms stopped you.

"I fucking care about you, Y/n!" mentioned harsh. You moved your shoulders catching your breath but when he said your name you were out of breath again.

"Tell me what you want" he said angrily. It was one of the few times you had seen him like that, his eyebrows were furrowed, he was worried but you could tell his neck stood out and he was red, he was definitely angry.

"I told you to leave me" you said again gritting your teeth from the cold.

"I'm not doing it!" he replied but you denied and turned to resolutely get out of the water.

You heard it hit against the water but you tried again to get out, it held you again stopping you. The breeze hit your body and your skin bristled under the water.

"Tell me what the fuck you want!" he shouted at the top of his lungs and you looked up at him until you faced him.

"You, Fermin!" you shouted just as loudly. "I want you" your voice was choppy but you still screamed euphoric.

You weren't afraid to scream. You knew what you wanted and compared to him you weren't going to be quiet no matter if your brother or anyone else could hear you. Even though you were literally inside the sea, there was no one else around but the two of you and your friends were too busy partying to notice what was going on outside.

Your chest was rising and falling and despite feeling your heart almost explode, you dealt with it. Fermin was speechless and then you sighed in denial. Was that what he wanted? To humiliate you again? He had. It wasn't the first time you had told him how you felt but here you were still, feeling your heart break with every feeling.

"You don't understand" he murmured slowly. He was already calm and you were still on fire.

"What, Fermin?" you replied exhausted from the situation.

"I can't choose between you and your brother" he whispered and your heart jumped. "It's not fair" he said taking a step forward.

Why would he have to choose you? You weren't asking him to choose you, you were asking him to love you. This wasn't about Gavi but in some part you understood. And that terrified you too. But it wasn't a valid excuse when it came to love, it didn't matter at all when it was true. You understood perfectly well that sometimes love was unrequited but he always came close and made you feel special, as if he knew exactly what you felt having him around. As if he felt the same but ended up walking away or excusing himself.

"I can't put you in that situation, i can't put Pablo in that situation either" he kept saying. "You don't understand, you're beautiful and i really like you but it's not the right thing to do."

You nodded slowly. Your belly churned and your eyes threatened to tear up but you stopped them. You really had a hard time deciphering if his words were true or if he was trying to comfort you and excuse himself, either way it didn't make sense anymore.

"You are the most beautiful girl i have ever met, you are funny and caring, you loved your friends and family, you always take care of everyone and expect nothing in return" his hands cupped your cheeks and lifted your dull face. The waves gently lapped your bodies and the sound was music behind his words.

Your eyes were watery and your heart pounded, their cold bodies surrounded by water and their fingers were icy but nothing mattered. His touch burned your skin and you felt the closeness of their body, making you sway.

"You drive me crazy" he whispered. "You know what it's like to see you every day? With that beautiful smile but then when you see me it disappears, to see you sad and not being able to hug you, i can't touch you, i can't tell you how i feel about you" he confessed so close to you and your face cradled in his hands.

Were you still in a dream? was it true? or was it a lie? you no longer knew if this was true or if your unconscious was creating a parallel reality to your pain. Although his skin over yours indicated to you that this was really happening, you had never felt it so close, so true, so real before.

"Why?" you asked defeated. "Why don't you?" you pleaded.

Fermin caressed your face, shaking his head, his eyes lowered to your lips and looked at you hungrily, desperately.

"I can't" he barely said.

He wanted to kiss you. Those words were an attempt to converse to himself, Fermin wanted to kiss you. His voice trembled and he refused holding back.

"I can't" he repeated and you didn't let him think about it.

You were probably going to regret this but you couldn't help yourself and kissed him. You took his face and pressed your lips against Fermin's, taking him by surprise. But as if it was an instinct, he reciprocated a few seconds later.

The feeling of happiness invaded your stomach and you felt how the whole world revolved around you. It wasn't the first time you kissed a boy but it was definitely the first time you felt something like this. A shiver ran from the tips of your toes to your last hair and made you bristle. Fermin's hands took your waist delicately groping the area before placing them there.

The kiss was delicate, awkward and tender. As if it was a first time. Because it really had been, it was the first time you kissed Fermin and you knew it was going to stay engraved in your heart. The waves moved your bodies but Fermin's hands held you tight and made you feel safe.

"You have no idea what you just did" he whispered as your foreheads pressed together.

"I didn't do anything" you jokingly defended yourself.

"You do everything" he said again and cupped your face in his hands.

His eyes shone like headlights and you wondered was that if how the stars above you looked. The touch of his skin against yours was familiar, Fermin always touched you but this time it felt different.

Again his lips sought contact with yours but you stopped him, pulling away a little to make space between you. It was obvious you wanted to kiss him but you were afraid that after he kissed you, Fermin would run.

"You said we couldn't" you murmured biting your lip.

Nerves were itching in your belly and you were desperate to feel his lips but you couldn't let him hurt you again.

"You kissed me first" he replied whimpering. You smiled in denial.

"Because i know what i want!" you squealed determined. You had always known and not because you wanted to meant he could use you.

Fermin sighed releasing your cheeks. The chill ran through your body again as he moved a little further away, pulling away from you.

"Pablo is my best friend" he said scratching the back of his neck.

"So what?" you snatched, you were going to get it all out today.

It was all or nothing.

"Don't do this to me, y/n" he pleaded worriedly.

You weren't doing anything. Nothing he didn't want, was he going to blame you? Couldn't he set the record straight? For not wanting to admit how he felt?

Pablo was not an obstacle, you knew that if this was real he would support them. Of course it would cost him, first he would get angry and act offended, then he would too but in the end he would accept his. And if he didn't he'd be damned, it was your damned life and Fermin's.

"Aren't you afraid?" he asked taking a step closer. You lifted your shoulders.

Of course love was scary. Everyone painted it as something beautiful but after being ignored several times by Fermin you were beginning to believe that love was just part of Disney stories.

"It's okay if you want to let me go but you have to at least try first" you complained disappointed.

"I don't want to hurt you" he mentioned and his arms grabbed your forearms again. You wanted to pull away but Fermin took you in his arms and wrapped his arms around you against his body. Again you felt his overwhelming warmth and the cold disappeared, at times you felt on top and at others underneath.

"You already do..." you whispered so slowly that the words vanished on the breeze.

"I'm sorry, Y/n" he apologized squeezing you. "I love you and I don't want to lose this thing we have" he said in one ear.

"We won't lose it if you really want me" you admitted.

"I really want you" His eyes spoke before yours.

Your heart was pounding a mile a minute. You were agitated and excited at the same time, you wanted to kiss him, you wanted to touch him, you wanted Fermin to hold you and not let go. Your fingers caressed his locks of hair and his hands took your waist, rising up to surround it and stay on top of him.

"Let's not tell Pablo yet" he whispered kissing your forehead softly.

His words made you raise your head until you could see his face. Had he really said that?

"Tell him what, Fermin?" you asked pretending not to notice.

"About us" he murmured clear and precise.

Every atom in your body began to jump with happiness. A smile was marked on your lips and quickly spread it towards the boy.

About us. It sounded unreal coming out of his mouth. You had always had feelings for each other but only you would admit them. Now he was the one saying it and you began to wonder if that's what love felt like.

Fermin grabbed you by the face again.

"I've been in love with you for as long as i've known you, i don't understand how i could endure these years, i don't understand how i could push you away like this" he whispered caressing you.

Your eyes watered. The night was perfect. You surrounded by darkness, under the starlight with the sound of the waves crashing against the shore, the water surrounding your bodies, it felt like a real dream you had ever had.

Only this time it wasn't.

You were here, in the sea, your favorite place, with your favorite person.

"I really love you, Y/n" he said firmly.

He couldn't hold it in any longer and brought their lips together again.

[xas24]

the heart wants what it wants ~ pedri

summary: yearning for a love that possibly can never be returned can be quite foolish, but y/n can't help it when it's all her heart wants.

part 2 (pedri’s pov)

he leaned down to connect their lips and y/n suddenly felt out of place. she didn’t like the feeling of his lips against hers, they felt harsh and forced. his perfume was fiercely intense and she wanted to block her nose, prevent it from invading anymore of her senses. his hand came to rest against the side of her waist and she wanted to move it off her, feeling as though his warm skin was stingingly leaving a mark. the lust and desire was practically radiating off of him and y/n wanted to go home.

sure, she had been flirting with him, and of course she needed a distraction but as soon as his lips touched hers, she didn’t enjoy that feeling of disgust filling her up. this isn't the feeling she was hoping for when she said she'd wanted a distraction. she wanted to feel free.

free of him. free of the thoughts of him.

but he was everywhere and she couldn't escape him.

she missed the feeling of those soft lips, the same lips she used to love kissing just a year ago. the tender touches of his callous hands around her body, the breathy sighs he would release into her mouth, the gentle yet firm grasp he’d have of her hand while he ravished her.

she wanted those plump lips against hers, not whatever drunk, sexual desire was kissing her right now. her stomach wasn't flipping and the butterflies weren't going crazy the way they did with him.

y/ns hands came up to push against the chest of this man. as his confused face comes into view, his curly hair tousled and his eyes glassy with lust, she realises she doesn’t even remember his name.

only one name flooded her mind right now. only one man clouded her senses to the point where she couldn’t see or think or even breathe.

“sorry, i- need to go.” her voice was so distorted it probably didn't even reach his ears but she didn't care. she didn't even want to make eye contact with him as she released herself from his grip and grabbed her purse from the counter next to her. she needed some fresh air. she needed to breathe.

the man’s protests could barely be heard over the loud beating of her heart as she walked off but she paid him no mind. her body thrashed between the hundreds of dancing bodies whilst she tried to make her way out the club. her feet were aching in her heels and all she wanted was to lay in bed.

she reached the exit and as soon as her body touched the cool barcelona breeze, she couldn’t stop the tears from forming in her eyes.

what the hell was i doing? y/n thought when she turned around to take one last look at the club. the music was so loud she could practically still hear it beating in her ears, vibrating throughout her whole body and she felt dirty all over.

why did i come here?

she never went clubbing. she hated clubbing, hated the feeling of people dancing all over each other and the rancid smell of beers and alcohol.

what the fuck is wrong with me? she thought to herself again.

he popped up in her mind once more. leave me alone. his gorgeous face tainted the walls of her brain and she couldn’t escape him. she could still smell his addicting perfume, could still feel the softness of his hands on her skin. why couldn’t he just leave her alone?

was it that bad that she’d resorted to coming to the club? coming to a place she so despised and was disgusted by just so she could forget him? is this what it had come to?

her trembling hands ran over the black dress she wore. it suddenly felt so tight against her cold body - she was shivering and she wanted to take it off. she didn’t like the feeling of the cotton sticking to her skin, accentuating her body for everyone to see. she only wanted one man seeing her body, touching her in all the places only he knew, loving her the way only he knew how.

she can’t even remember ever wearing a dress this short and tight. she hated wearing such tight clothes, is this what had happened to her now? why did i even put this on?

a sharp pain touched the side of her head. she felt a dull headache starting to form. why am i feeling like this?

the tears pooling in her eyes started to leak down, pulling her mascara with them and drenching her face with streaks of pain and sorrow and hurt. she rarely ever cried, she knew she was a strong person. that damp feeling against her cheeks was so foreign to her and she hated it. the lump in her throat tightened and she could feel her body starting to break down.

the first sob escaped her quivering lips and she covered her mouth, feeling pathetic all over.

he made her weak. why can’t i stop crying?

her shaky hands came up to wipe against the tears and she warily looked around her. there was no one here. everyone was inside the club, partying and drinking and having fun.

his scent filled her nose and she wanted him here. she wanted him to take her home, wanted him to kiss away her tears, wanted his tender voice to talk to her.

but there was no one here.

it was just her, crying to herself, feeling uncomfortable and disgusting. it was late at night and she needed to get home.

but who would help her this late at night?

she suddenly remembered the man who kissed her just a few minutes ago. the rough feeling of his hands all over her and his lips on hers made her sick to her stomach.

y/ns hand came up to wipe against her lips. she didn’t like the taste of him lurking on her mouth. frustratingly, she wiped and scrubbed with the back of her hand until her lips were swollen and her hand was stained with her cherry flavoured lipgloss.

cherry. that was his favourite flavour - she remembers the way he wouldn’t stop kissing her just to get a taste of it. she remembers his sighs against her mouth, her soft chuckles every second as he kissed her into oblivion.

only his kisses could heal her fragile state, only his touch could make her feel comfort and love and warmth. when will i stop missing him?

when will my heart be healed of him?

still shaking, she called an uber, deciding to drown in her misery at home rather than in this dark street.

will he be waiting for me on the couch like he always did?

she pulled her dress down, feeling so exposed and embarrassed.

would he tell me how beautiful i look even though i look like such a mess right now? he always had a habit of doing that.

her skin felt prickly and the tears had dried on her cheeks due to the cold wafting around her. her legs and feet were numb, her fingertips turning red from the cold. her heavy makeup suddenly felt like it was weighing her down and she hated every second of this moment.

she just wanted to be in his arms.

•••

“hola, mi amorrr.” pedri greeted his girlfriend when she shut his car door with a big smile on her face. her bag wasn't even fully of her shoulders yet before pedris soft hands were cupping her cheek and pulling her close until his lips were on hers. he gently kissed his love into her and y/n sighed in satisfaction.

she'd been craving to feel his touch all day and the urge to just go home, put on a movie and relax with him on the couch was creeping up to her. after a long day of completing projects and studying, having her beautiful boyfriend pick her up from university was definitely the highlight of her day.

y/ns hands never stopped rubbing over her arms and her thighs, trying to rub some warmth into herself. it was at least a twenty minute ride home, and y/n constantly cursed herself for not bringing a jacket, also fully convinced she might just die of hypothermia. the uber was thankfully quite warm due to the driver probably blasting the heating, however, it was still too cold for her liking and she missed being wrapped up in one of the many fluffy blankets she had.

especially the ones that still faintly smelled like him.

it was about ten minutes later when the car finally parked outside her apartment complex. she paid the driver, quickly thanked him, and practically ran out of the car before her feet gave out. the cold, midnight air slapped her exposed legs and arms, leaving behind a stinging sensation until she opened the entrance and heaved herself into the warmth.

it was empty, the lights were dimmed and she carefully made her way to the elevator, her feet aching in the restrains of her heels. it was a quiet, long ride up and she couldn't help longingly staring at her reflection in the large mirror on the wall of the elevator.

the remaining streaks of tears on her cheeks had dried up along with the dark mascara that she tried to rub off in the uber. she looked horrible, broken, isolated. she didn't look like herself. she looked nothing like the girl she was just a year ago.

“mmh, pedri, be patient.” she spoke to her boyfriend, who kept trying to kiss her on her cheek. her face was leaned into the mirror on the wall of the elevator as she tried to fix the little piece of smudged mascara from the corner of her eye. pedri, being the clingy and impatient boyfriend he was, had wrapped his arms around her body, wanting to just feel her close.

his head rested on her shoulder, pressing repetitive kisses into her cheek and giggling into her ear whenever she whined at him to stop moving her. she was almost done and all pedri could do whilst he waited was stare at her.

“eres la chica más guapa en la que he puesto mis ojos.” (you're the most beautiful girl i've ever laid my eyes on) he spoke to her, watching as she looked at him through the mirror. his heart was beating in his ears, lurching out of his body and into her hands. she was his whole world, his whole heart, his everything, and he couldn't ever imagine letting her go.

"gracias, mi guapo novio." (thank you, my handsome boyfriend) she chuckled. her cheeks were burning with blush as his hands reached for her one last time, pulling her body closer to his as the elevator door opened.

the elevator door opened and y/n sauntered through with a fresh set of tears in her eyes. she swallowed past the lump in her throat, trying so hard to just forget about him and his ghostly presence in her life.

but he was everywhere she looked, everywhere she went. there was just too many tainted memories she couldn't withstand. she opened her apartment door, and expected him to be sat there on the couch, waiting for her with his usual, seductive smile on his lips.

but her apartment was empty per usual - empty ever since he walked out of her life. the lights were off yet she could still see him, still feel him, smell his perfume from a mile away.

he's not here.

of course he's not. why would he come back? she pathetically chuckled to herself and shook her head at her own stupid thoughts. how foolish of her to even think he would come back here, come back to her.

her heels were the first to be off, feet relaxing against the coldness of the flooring. they were left abandoned in the entryway whilst she made her way to her bedroom, wanting to be free of the clinginess and discomfort of the compact, black dress she sported.

it pooled at her feet and in no time, she was in the shower, surrounded by an endless waterfall of hot, burning warmth as she scrubbed away the dirtiness of the night.

a sharp gasp left pedris lips and his eyes instantly screwed shut when he felt the slightest bit of soap make its way past his eyelids. y/n turned to him as she was rinsing the shampoo out of her hair, and she couldn't help the loud laugh that escaped her mouth.

the shower head, being in her hands, was immediately held up to his face as she watched her boyfriend take a big gasp whilst trying to rinse the soap out of his eyes. the sound of her giggles never stopped and when he finally opened his eyes, pedri couldn't help but laugh along too. he couldn't control it - her laugh was just too contagious.

when was the last time she laughed so freely with someone? she couldn't remember. it must've been quite a long time ago - she didn't even remember what her laugh sounded like anymore. what did she sound like when she wasn't crying or muttering to herself over her lost love?

was this even healthy? it's been a year, surely she should've moved on by now. it did seem quite unhealthy for a girl like her, who used to be so strong and active and happy.

is this what love does to a person? it makes them unaware of their surroundings, brings them such immense joy and happiness that when it decides to leave, they are left soulless?

she could still hear his laugh in her ears as she shut the water off and wrapped herself in a towel. her weak body was on the verge of falling over at any second but she kept herself up, putting some fresh clothes on. her wet hair cascaded down her back after she brushed through the strands.

after hurriedly putting some of her skincare on, her eyes landed on the black dress that was still bunched up on the floor of her bedroom.

her mind told her to throw it in the laundry, to wash it, to wear it another time when she decided to move on, to impress someone and hopefully fall in love again.

but her heart told her to discard of it. her heart told her that she knew she would never fall in love with anyone ever again. he was the one for her. he held her heart in his bare hands. it belonged to him for eternity, and he could do whatever he wants with it.

it was his.

his. his. his.

“i still can't believe you're all mine.” pedri whispered against y/ns lips, coated with his favourite cherry flavoured lipgloss. his hands wrapped around her waist, tugging her body impossibly closer to his own. they shared the same warmth, the same love, the same devotion. “so beautiful. so mine.”

she sighed in content because he was just so amazing. she was drunk on his love, a good kind of drunk that she never wanted to be sober from. “mi niña preciosa.” (my precious girl)

his thumb gently stroked against her soft cheek and his lips never stopped kissing hers, never stopped complimenting her the way she deserved. the affect he had on her was immensely evident in the way her body relaxed against his, reacting as though it was used to his smooth touches.

“all mine.” he kissed along her shoulder. kissed up her neck. kissed just under her ear on the spot that made her go insane. he knew exactly how to make her weak, how to make her yearn for more.

her voice was a breathy whisper, a feathery touch against his own lips, “all yours.”

assured, she picked up the dress and threw it in the trash. her heart knew what was right, knew exactly what it wanted, what she yearned for. she wasn't going to ignore it.

[gavisfanta]

COLD WATER - PEDRI

summary: pedri was right from the beginning on, you should've listened to him.

warnings: none (i think) not proofread

"Don't drink too much" Pedri told you as the two of you entered the club along some other friends including Gavi, Fermin, Ferran, Raphinha, Frenkie and Balde.

Everyone brought their girlfriends if they even had one, so just 5 minutes later you were sitting at the bar with Sira, Mikky and Taia.

"I wanna get drunk." Taia put her head onto her hand and then you smiled while you sipped at your gin tonic.

"It's been so long for me, for real." You groaned and Taia gave you a huge smile while Sira and Mikky just watched the two of you.

"I don't wanna get drunk, I need to go to the park with Pacho tomorrow, he wants to discuss something." Sira shrugged her shoulders and then everyone looked at Mikky.

"I'm too old." She said which made all of you laugh a little. "No, I'm just not in the mood for dying tomorrow because of a headache."

"Then it's just you and me then, hm?" Taia smiled at you and you nodded your head. "What's the fastest way to get drunk?" You looked at her and she shrugged her shoulders.

"Probably Vodka or Tequila, I don't know tho" Mikky shrugged her shoulders and you turned to the bartender to order two of both for you and Taia.

Just a few meters away was Pedri sitting on a couch, his legs spread open as he was sipping on his water.

"What's up Pedrito?" Fermin sat down next to him, Pedri's gaze was strongly fixated on you, looking at every movement you made and at any guy who even dared to look at you.

"Nothing, what about you?" He asked again but Fermin shrugged his shoulders while looking at what his friend was looking at.

"Not much, why are you staring at her tho."

"I want her to be safe." Pedri murmured which made Fermin lean forward and give him a look.

"So your reassuring that she's safe by staring at her?" He asked, Pedri looked away from you and then at Fermin.

"You wouldn't understand." Pedri just shook him off and Fermin then laughed a bit. That also caught Gavi's attention who sat down on the other side of Pedri.

Just as Pedri looked back at you, you downed the Vodka and Tequila shots you have ordered with Taia.

"Ooh, she's not taking it easy tonight." Fermin teased him to which Pedri didn't even react. He just watched you.

In the following two hours you were wasted, dancing with Taia on the dancefloor and laughing at the most random stuff.

That was until Raphinha and Pedri came over to the two of you. You felt his hands wrap around your waist from behind and you leaned your head back to look at him.

His features looked so good in those purple lights in the club and his hair was sitting perfectly.

"What?" You laughed a bit and then turned around to face him.

"We're going home." He mumbled and you nodded your head. You tried to walk but you couldn't manage to walk in a straight line. Pedri quickly said goodbye to everyone and held you to himself by your waist.

"Okay, here." pedri opened the door of the passanger seat and grabbed you by your hips with both hands.

He then helped you sit inside and fastened your seatbelt for you. As he leaned over you, you pressed a kiss on his temple and grabbed his jaw while you did so.

Pedri couldn't help but smile as you did, he turned his head to look at you while his eyes were squinted cause of his smile.

"You're so hot." You mumbled and pushed his hair out of his face. Pedri just responded with a smile and then slammed the door shut. Then he made his way over to the wheel and sat down.

"i told you to not drink too much." He told you while he started the car. You just shrugged your shoulders while still feeling heavily toxicated.

"I know but I haven't been drunk in too long" You mumbled and threw your head back while you opened your legs.

"That's not good, now your head is just gonna hurt tomorrow and I don't like to see you in pain." Pedri explained while he put his hand on your tigh. You then put your hand on his and you moved it down to your core. However Pedri pulled away his hand again.

"You're drunk," he looked at you for a split second and you smiled a bit.

"And?" The laugh that was coming put of your mouth almost sounded desperate, a bit fake even.

"Take a shower, drink water and then ask me again. I don't wanna do anything against your will." Pedri mumbled towards you, the only thing that escaped your mouth was a small laugh.

He went to sit down on the bed and pulled out his phone.

"We're dating." You let your shoulders hang low while you looked at him. Pedri raised his gaze from his phone to your eyes again.

"Just go and shower amor." Pedri stood up and pushed his phone back into his pocket. His arm wrapped around your body as he guided you towards the bathroom. You then felt like you nodded to throw up, you quickly walked over to the toilet and grabbed the toilet seat with both of your hands before you puked.

Pedri hurried over to you and grabbed your hair to hold it back. He held your hair back with his left hand as his right one was rubbing your back.

After you sat down next to the toilet, Pedri leaned forward to flush. Then he stood over you while you looked up at him.

"I hate to break it to you princesa but I told you not to drink too much." Pedri leaned a bit forward and then smiled.

"You're a dick." You mumbled while you couldn't hide that small smile on your face. He was satisfied, he always liked to be right and he just proved once again that he is always right.

You don't know if you should be happy or mad that you just pushed his ego up even further.

"I'm not a dick, but you were trying to get on mine just a few minutes ago. Brush your teeth and then we'll go and shower." Pedri told you and then grabbed your toothbrush and the toothpaste you were using. He then sqeezed some of it on the brush and gave it to you, you were still sitting on the floor and just started brushing your teeth there.

Pedri stood over you and just watched you, eventually you stood up to spit it all out and then proceeded to wash your teeth a second time.

"Give me some gum please." You told Pedri and he walked back into the bedroom and over to your purse.

He grabbed your mint flavoured gum and then went back to you.

Eventually a few minutes later you two were now standing under the running water in the shower.

"It's cold." you said, hugging yourself with your arms. He pulled away your arms and then turned you around so that your back was facing him.

"That's how you sober up the fastest." Pedri started leaving a trail of sloppy kisses along your neck. Your wet skin felt a bit cold under his lips.

"Hm" you hummed while you leaned your head backwards against his back and he stood even closer to you, leaning down while his arms wrapped around your waist.

You then turned around to face Pedri and you saw water dripping from his soaked hair.

He pushed it back before he pulled you into another kiss, now your hands were interlocked behind his back and Pedri's arms wrapped even tighter around your waist.

The kiss started off as slow but then quickly turned intense and very fast. Lips moving in the same rhythm, salvia colliding and hands all over eachothers bodies.

"Are you sobered up now?" Pedri pulled away for a second to look at you. You however pulled him into thr kiss again and then pulled away a few seconds later.

"Yeah I am." Your lips made contact with his again, you literally weren't able to be away from him for even 5 seconds.

"Good." Pedri grabbed your hands and pushed you against the wall and smirked. "I hope that you're sober because I want you to remember this."

[digitaldiarystuff]

Celebrity Crush

pairing: Fermin Lopez x Y/N

summary: you are asked a question about your celebrity crush while with Fermin and he doesn’t feel good about your answer

genre: angst to fluff

————

“Let’s play a game!” Gavi screamed having a little too much to drink. He was being funny tonight.

You looked at Fermin trying to see if he’s in. He felt your eyes on him and turned to you smiling ear to ear. He squeezed your hand and kissed the back of it. Tonight was first in a while, since Fermin had a lot on his plate you couldn’t really go out and have fun like any other 20 year olds.

“Juguemos!” Pedri chimed in while dropping one arm around you and one around Fermin, you formed a circle on the ground around the coffee table. There were roughly 12 of you and everyone cheered truth or dare.

It was going incredibly fun, Pablo had to discard his shirt while Ferran had to kiss Sara and Sophia and Balde spent 7 minutes in heaven, just then, the bottle spun in Fermin’s direction.

“Ooh Fermin, what should I make you do?” Pedri said while putting his hands together in a playful manner.

“He should strip.” Gavi said while laughing hysterically.

“No he should not.” you said making everyone laugh.

“Someone’s jealous.” Sophia added making you realize you said it out loud. Your cheeks turned bright red.

“I’m not!” you exclaimed but in reality, you were. You didn’t like to share.

“It’s okay baby, you know I’m all yours.” Fermin turned to you and said but he was also laughing at your possessiveness.

The game continued a few more rounds until the bottle turned your way and Sara was supposed to ask you a question.

“Um, let me think. Oh I got it, who’s your celebrity crush?” she asked in a high pitched voice.

“Theo James.” you answered truthfully without missing a beat. Everyone around you cheered and just then you realized you may be a little too quick. You blushed again and turned to Fermin for some reassurance just to see him look the other way without any emotion on his face. You were startled by his reaction but since the game was still going on, you didn’t want to ask him in front of everyone.

Throughout the game, you tried to hold Fermin’s hand and talk to him like you did all night but all you got in return was side eyed looks and some light hand holding. Something was definitely wrong and you knew it was probably about your answer but Fermin always knew your fondness of Theo James and he never had a problem. So why was this an issue now?

The game wrapped up after a while and it was probably for the best because you suddenly weren’t in the mood anymore. Fermin’s mood change really affected you and you were a little annoyed at him, being cold in front of your friends was something you’d never want but luckily, everyone was drunk.

You decided to give him some space to cool down and went into the kitchen to get a drink. You also needed to take a moment.

“Are you ready to go?” Fermin suddenly appeared beside you.

“Yeah, let me just get my bag.” you coldly responded and said your goodbyes separately. The air was thick between you while you waited at the gate for your taxi.

“Are you going to tell me what’s wrong?” you finally asked because you couldn’t deal with this coldness anymore.

“Nothing.” he simply answered but this was classic Fermin, he shut down whenever you had a fight and never told you what was bothering him until something made him snap.

“Fermin, seriously? How many times do you think we have to have a discussion about you not being open with me?” It was bothering you so much that he just left you in the dark.

“I don’t want to talk about it Y/N just drop it.”

You walked around him to be face to face because he wasn’t even looking at you while talking. You came to the same level and held his hand.

“Fermin, you know I love you right?”

“And I love you.” he said slowly looking up to you, his eyes clearly softening with your sudden admission of love.

“Then you need to tell me what’s wrong? Did I hurt you without knowing? Was it something about my answer?” you pressed and he immediately looked away.

“Do you think I’m not famous enough?” he suddenly asked making you confused.

“What?”

“Don’t you think I’m a celebrity? Sara asked you about your celebrity crush and you didn’t say my name and I know you like him but I thought you liked me better.” he started ranting about him not being famous in your eyes and you stood there trying to understand what he means.

“Baby, of course you’re famous you play at the most prestigious club. You’re a young superstar. I just- you know these questions, they mean like someone you don’t know but would like to know. You’re not my celebrity crush you’re my actual crush, and my handsome boyfriend and my favorite person. I’m sorry I never thought of it like that.” you said with a little smile.

“Also, it’s okay baby, you know I’m all yours.” you quoted him from before making him smile.

He squeezed your hand and pulled you closer hugging you. His face was in your hair while you mumbled how much you loved him and you also may promised to show just how much you crushed on him once you get home. He was suddenly full of energy and looked around the road.

“Where’s that taxi when you need it?”

You laughed at his reaction.

“Well just check when it’s coming.”

“Wait, you didn’t call a taxi?” he turned to you.

“No, I thought you did.”

“Oh fuck no I need to get home.” he suddenly said and flagged down a random taxi, you just giggled and went along with him wondering how you got so lucky.

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this was a lovely request and i’m not sure about how i feel about it, please let me know your thoughts 💖 also thanks for reading

[pablitogavii]

Arguance

Summary:

Warnings: angst to fluff (happy end I promise :)

"You're being impossible right now!!" Pablo was screaming as we stood across from each other in our shared apartment just screaming at each other for the past fifteen minutes.

"Me!? I'm being fucking impossible right now!? Who was late to date night!? Again!" you said really annoyed that you had to wait for him for a whole hour all dolled up and ready to go and not the first time too.

"I was training! I told you already! And you're acting like I was fucking some other girl! You're so freaking complicated!" he said and I was fuming mad that he was gaslighting me when he was clearly the one who messed up. But God forbids Pablo Gavi apologizes!

"Well then go and find an easy girl!" you screamed clearly not meaning it but he was done wit this argument grabbing his jacket from the couch when you said that.

"Maybe I will do just that!" he said leaving the apartment and you shocked as you started taking off the dress and heels you wore for tonight tossing them into the closet angrily. What an asshole!

Pablo called Pedri the moment he got into his car asking him to meet at the bar which the boy agreed knowing it must have been something serious if Pablo wanted to spend date night with him instead.

"I fucking love her man! And I know I was late...and not first time too..but..but I do love her..and I know I'm a horrible boyfriend..alright..I get it!" I was talking more to myself after the fourth whiskey and Pedri told the bartender not to give me any more tonight.

"It was just an argument, hermano..it's normal for a relationship..and you will have many more together..but you love each other, so let me take you home to your girl huh?" Pedri helped him stand up and walk to the car but when he opened the passenger seat door Pablo stopped turning to tell him something.

"She's going to leave my pathetic ass hermano.." Pablo said with tears collecting in his eyes..he knew he fucked up with that last sentence obviously not meaning it at all. He didn't want an easy girl..hell he didn't want any girl that wasn't you!

"No, she won't..come on, get in!" Pedri spoke trying to get him inside but Pablo still wouldn't budge.

"I said I was gonna find an easy girl.."Pablo said looking guilty at his friend who only chuckled.

"She knows you just as well as I and we both know how obsessed you are with your girlfriend..I am sure she didn't take it serious..now come on! Let's go home!" Pedri said finally getting Pablo into the car and driving him home.

When they knocked on the door, you were already half asleep on the sofa determined not to go to bed until Pablo makes it back home. Part of you wanted to yell in his face and other part just wanted to hug him and know he was safe. No matter what, you still loved him..you always will.

"I'm leaving him with you..my job here is done" Pedri said as you helped Pablo into the apartment. He was clearly wasted and smelled strongly of whiskey.

"Thanks for driving him" you said before Pedri left and you locked the door walking towards the bathroom.

"Let's take a shower..you stink!" you said taking off his hoodie while he just leaned onto the sink watching you take care of him. He was in awe and had nothing left to say..he was too drunk to apologize now and what if it was too late?

"Only if you take it with me.." he spoke and you looked up at him knowing it would take too long to change his mind so you took your clothes off getting into the shower with him.

"Here is the body wash" you say pouring some into his hands and your own as you rubbed it into his skin trying your best to remain mad and cold. He needed to know what he said hurt your feelings.

"Is that your body wash?" he said and you nodded being to lazy to grab his from the other side.

"Now I smell like you!" he giggled and fought an urge to laugh as well but instead you helped him wash off the body was ready to step out but he pulled you back.

"I'm a big cabrón....biggest cabrón in the world!" he spoke raising your chin up about to kiss you but you moved away making him kiss your cheek instead.

"P..please...just one more time..please" he half moaned turning your head around and when his lips captured your you couldn't help your hands going to his hair and deepening the kiss while his roamed your body. You pulled away suddenly.

"I'm sorry.." he said and you sighed feeling your head hurt as you stepped out and helped him dry out before wearing some boxers to bed.

"It's late..we should sleep Pablo" you said helping him lay down before going to your side and slipping under the covers as well. Uncomfortable silence filled the room.

"I'm sorry amor..." Pablo broke the silence not able to fall asleep without holding you like always terrified that he will never get to hold you like that again.

"We should talk in the morning..when I'm not so tired..and you're not so drunk" you answered and he nodded knowing you were right. You turned your back to him trying to sleep but neither of you could sleep like this. It felt wrong..foreign..awful to be so close and not be able to touch.

"Please..can I hold you..I won't do anything else..I promise..I just need to hold you to fall asleep" Pablo moved closer whispering to you and you nodded your head feeling his strong arm wrap around your middle and pull you back against him. And you fell asleep like that.

The next morning, you were in the kitchen making some breakfast when you heard him groaning as he walked form the bedroom. Yeah, whiskey hangovers are the wrost!

He came closer hugging you from behind and you sighed turning off the stove before turning around in his hold to look into his eyes.

"I left you a pill at the nightstand, you take it??" you asked moving his hair from his forehead and he nodded looking down at your lips longingly. You could tell he wanted to kiss you badly without him having to say it out loud.

"How did finding an easier girl go??" you said hearing him sigh and look down while his figners drew invisible shaped on your hips.

"You know I didn't mean that amor..I was stupid and angry..and I went to the bar with Pedri basically crying over you for hours..I know it's pathetic..but if you leave me..I..." he started to mumble nonsense when you went on your tip toes and kissed him lips to shut him up and that took him by surprise.

"You won't get rid of me that easily Gavira.." you whisper into his lips and he hugs you tightly resting his face into your neck and leaving a few wet kisses on your skin.

"Thank God! I'm sorry..so sorry amor..for being late for date night..and for everything I said afterwards" he said while holding you and you ran your fingers through his hair soothingly.

"It's alright cariño..I was a little harsh too..you were training and I was very needy" you said realizing your own part in the argument but Pablo shook his head kissing the top of your head lovingly.

"You're not needy..you just missed me and I missed you...believe me I did..and I promise for the next date night to surprise you with something you'll love very much" Pablo spoke and you smiled nodding your head and laying your head on his chest.

"Mm I hope it's something I will REALLY love.." you smirked while your hand went to his abs and he took the hint smirking to himself.

"I can give you that right now preciosa.."he whispered into your ear as his hands went to your ass and he squeezed making you giggle and kiss him back passionately. He raised you in his arms carrying you back to the bedroom when you realized.

"What about breakfast cariño??" you said when he laid you on bed and tarted pulling down your pajama shorts.

"My breakfast is served princesa.." he smirked and you blushed bright red closing your eyes in pleasure as he started kissing up your thighs..;)

I hope you like the story :)

[kenannlovee]

heyy could you write something like friends to lovers, where they’re at a party and marc gets jealous of another guy?

Jealous Boy(^o^)

You and Marc have known each other since you moved to Barcelona because of your parents' jobs

So here you are preparing for the party organized by Marc's friends to celebrate the goal he scored, You decided to put on a red dress that matched your heels, for makeup you decided to be something simple like some blush, lipstick Before you left, you put on some perfume that Marc gave you as a birthday present and you knew he was crazy about it.

Once there, you saw Marc and his buddies discussing about the match , and oh my God, he looked so good, he was wearing a T-shirt that showed his muscles, white jeans and some jordan's.

Y/n:"hey guys"

Marc:"hey beautiful"

Hector:"hey y/n"

Y/n:"What are you guys doing?"

Marc:"we-

Pedri:"Oh my I love this song, yn do you want to dance? "

Y/n:"Of course, Marc want to join us? "

Marc:"sur-

Pedri:"I think he's tired after the game, so let's go."

Pov yn:While I danced with Pedri I felt like someone was looking at me, and that someone was Marc he look so angry, I don't know why he was acting like that. As soon as the song ended, I felt someone pull me by the wrist leading me to a bedroom

Y/n:"Marc what you think you're doing, It hurts "

Marc doesn't say nothing and just kisses me without saying a word, It was wrong but I liked Marc, I saw him more as a friend so I accepted the kiss by grabbing his shirt, making that kiss a long-lasting one

Marc:"I love you yn from the moment I saw you when you came to Joshua birthday party I couldn't take my eyes off you"

Y/n"I-

Marc"I know you don't feel the same but-

Y/n:"I love you too" Marc doesn't say anything, just smiles

Marc:"I'm sure that's not how you imagined being asked, but I'm still going to ask you, do you want to be my girlfriend? "

Y/n:"YES, I WANT TO BE YOUR GIRLFRIEND.""but"

Marc:"But what? "

Y/n:"We have been missing for some time what others will think"

Marc:"They are our last concern plus I'm sure they're now drunk at what they consumed, so don't worry.Now all I want is to spend time with my girlfriend"

Y/n"Your girlfriend?"

Marc:"Yes.MY girlfriend.

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Heyyy I hope you guys like it, and I'm waiting for more questions ily<3💞

[i9messi]

Lipstick — Pedri González

Pedri stares at you while you're doing your makeup and he can’t take his eyes off you.

Word count — 675

pedri's masterlist

"I could look at you for hours. You’re beautiful, you know that right?"

You were doing your hair, while your boyfriend, Pedri, had been watching you with attention. You loved when he gave you attention. There was something different about the way his face concentrated, his eyes narrowed and he looked at everything you did. Pedri could admire you while you do basically anything. You could be watering the plants, and your boyfriend would be watching with a drunk-in-love gaze, a small smile on his lips.

Your heart was so full at the moment and you caught his gaze through the mirror.

You replied to him, "I just... I love you so much, handsome."

You continued to grab different products, once you finished with your hair, you started with your makeup. Pedri didn't move from his place. He was standing behind you and seemed amused by what you were doing.

"What’s that for?"

"It’s concealer, it helps me to hide certain imperfections."

"But you have no imperfections, bonita."

You smiled, "You know how to make me feel better, Pepi."

"Well, that’s my job as your boyfriend, to let you know how attractive you are."

You turned to him and couldn’t help but leave a kiss on his lips. Pedri took advantage of the fact that you hadn’t put on lipstick yet to kiss you as you wanted to. Once you split up, you looked up and down. He’d put on a white shirt and was really elegant. You loved when he dressed like that, although you also had a weakness for seeing him wear sports clothes.

"You look so sexy." you said to him, grabbing your boyfriend by the shirt and giving him a quick kiss, but he had other ideas in mind.

"You’re so sexy."

"Okay, we should stop. We'll be late and you’re going to ruin all my hard work."

Pedri complained that he still wanted to kiss you and you laughed at his silly anger. You continued with your makeup in silence, thinking that at any moment you were going to ask him to do a video recounting and explaining your makeup routine. He seemed interested in what you were doing and he probably learned some stuff while watching.

"What are you doing now?"

"I'm putting blush on my cheeks."

"I always loved that shade on you."

"Really?" You smiled and he smiled too.

"Yes, I prefer you blushed and messy, doing other things, but I like this too."

"Pedri, stop- you’re doing this on purpose."

He had the wonderful idea to act innocent. "Me? I'm just looking at you. What are you doing now?

"I'm putting lipstick on."

"Baby, stop— kiss me again before you put lipstick on."

You turned around and met his brown eyes that you loved so much. Before you could take the next step, he grabbed you by the cheeks and brought your lips together in a desperate kiss. If Pedri kept this up, you were gonna have to tweak your makeup several times. It wasn’t like you cared, your boyfriend’s kisses made you forget anything.

"Wow, you look... just wow. Today I’m going to be a little jealous of everyone who has the honor to look at you. You're stunning."

Pedri left a kiss on your lips, another on each cheek and one on your neck. It was obvious that you were having a hard time getting away from each other.

"Pepi, if you keep this up I’ll never want to leave here."

"Well, I don’t mind. I don’t really want to get out of here either. Right now, all I want is you."

You gave him one last kiss and put on your favorite lipstick color. It was getting late, and between pushing and laughing, you left a kiss on his neck. Pedri saw himself in the mirror for the last time, realizing something.

"Beautiful, did you really leave a lipstick mark on purpose? on my neck?"

"Oops."

"Well, I can’t go out with lipstick marks all over me. We should stay at home."

"Pedri!"

[spidybaby]

SPIDYBABY MASTERLIST

♧ sensitive topic

♤ angst

♡ flufl

Kylian Mbappé:

Not Important ♤

You get jealous at the new PSG intern and how much she's trying to get the attention of your boyfriend, but he makes sure you know he's all yours.

Be quiet, please ♡

Kylian got a little too drunk and decided to share some information he isn't supposed to.

Now you be quiet, please ♡

After the events of last night, Fayza chooses to make Kylian pay for his words.

She | part I

You can't put the pieces of a broken plate back together and expect it to be alright.

She | part II

A long talk and a match can be the start to a change between Kylian and you.

Tea Party ♤♡

All it takes for you to fix your problems is a tea party.

Gold Digger ♤

A lost item at the airport and a miscommunication can be the end of your relationship.

Gold Digger | Part Two ♤

A broken plate can't be fixed.

Gold Digger | Part Three (Ending) ♡

Feeling fearful and insecure about the future after a downfall is what kept you away.

Stressed ♤

When he's stressed and worried about work, that's the only thing on his mind.

I do... do I? ♤♡

The stress of planning a wedding makes you re-think everything.

Flowers ♡

Who would have thought some flowers can make that much drama.

The "A" Team ♡

Kylian needs your help to get out of an awkward situation.

Blubs:

ONE

PEDRI:

New Streets ♡

Trying to find your way into the streets of Barcelona by yourself for the first time is harder than you expected.

Family Night ♡

Homemade pizza and a uno game are the perfect combination if you want to meet your in laws.

Begin Again | Part one ♤

Secrets can't be held forever. Specifically, not the one you keep from him.

Begin Again | Part Two ♤

After your son was born, your friend made you realize how much you were wrong for hiding him from Pedro.

Begin Again | Part Three ♤

Back to the start to fix the broken pieces just to find that you can get what you always dreamed.

Begin Again | Part Four ♤

It's all about the hating, the loving and the healing... but in that order?

Begin Again | Part Five ♡

I've been spending the last few months thinking all love ever does is break, burn, and end, but when I look at you shining eyes, I watch it Begin Again.

B.A - Extra (one shot) ♡

Pedri takes Polo to a Father-Son day with the team.

Party Killer ♧

A girls' night gone wrong while your boyfriend is away.

Pedri the type ♡

A compilation of the type of boyfriend I think Pedri would be.

Baecation ♡

Your boyfriend family loves the way your relationship is, always taking care of each other.

The Tour (part II of Baecation) ♡

A glimpse of the little moment you share with your boyfriend while on Tour.

Golden Child ♤

You're Pablo's older sister. Even tho you don't have a good relationship, you help him during his injury and find yourself getting involved with Pedri.

Golden Child | Part Two ♤

Your brother finds out about your relationship with his best friend, while everyone learns the truth about your family..

Golden Child | Part Three ♡

As your relationship with Pedro progresses, the relationship you have with your brother is in a limbo.

Bad Kind of Butterflies ♤

Pedri let the insecurities of his friend become his own. Ruining his own relationship and friendship.

Bad Kind of Butterflies | Part Two

Pedri regrets his actions and tries to get back to you.

Not The Romantic Type

You tried to give him as many chances as you could. But when he keeps choosing other people over you, you are done.

Not The Romantic Type | Part Two

Blubs:

ONE

TWO

GAVI

Gavi the type ♡

A compilation of the type of boyfriend I think Gavi would be.

Our song ♡

Gavi surprise you after your win at the vmas.

Valentine's Day through the years ♡

Last updated: 03/20/24

[strawberryblue-blog]

Stop calling me that —Pedri Gonzalez.

summary: After going out with your friends and having to take care of Pedri, things take an unexpected turn.

warnings: YES. +18. (smut, unprotected sex, cursing, etc)

words: +4.5k

#SEXYNOTE: There may be errors since i use the translator. English is not my first language.

Hands grab your forearm as you try to escape from the crowd of people. The music was at its peak and everyone around you was still dancing like there was no tomorrow. You weren't going to lie, a few moments ago you were one of them but after seeing one of your friends in bad shape, you decided it was the best thing to do to take him home.

Surrounded by sweaty and high strangers, you and Pedro make your way through the bodies, trying to make it to the end. You try to look for your other friends with your eyes but it's hard because of the darkness and the neon lights bursting in your eyes. Your friends were probably out picking up girls or lying around somewhere, they might have even gone home by now.

When they finally emerge from the chaos, you push Pedro until he's sitting on the edge of the street. He sighs tiredly and lies down on the sidewalk.

"No, no. You'll get dirty" you tell him, helping him to pull himself together but he groans. You take your phone from your wallet and call your friends, first Gavi and no answer, then Fermin and no answer either, you try your friends and no sign of life either.

Damn it. Of all of them, it had to be Pedro?

If you had known he would get that drunk and the boys would disappear sooner than you wanted, you wouldn't have agreed to come tonight.

Being voted in and on top of that having to take care of an alcoholic kid was not what you had in mind when they said 'let's go out'.

You hated drunks! You didn't understand why they drank if they weren't going to put up with it. You weren't a babysitter.

"Come on, Pedro, the last few steps" you sighed from exhaustion, dragging him along when they turned the corner of your block.

You didn't want to bring him home but none of the boys were paying attention and you didn't know if it was the right thing to do to take him home in this state. His brother, Fer, was probably sleeping and you didn't want to disturb him. It was late and I lived far from you, if you took a taxi it would be very expensive and you didn't have a car. You had a couch and because of his condition, he wouldn't feel a thing.

He didn't even know it was you bringing him home, the boy was just babbling nonsense. At least he was still awake, because dragging a dead body was not what you would have preferred.

Finally a few minutes later you arrived at your apartment, opened the door and with the last effort you threw him on the couch.

Pedro whimpered kicking and screaming when you let him go. Maybe because he thrashed a bit, which was funny but you were quick to worry about helping him.

"I'll never go out with you again, I promise" you said loudly, whining as you reached out to grab his shoes.

"What are you doing?" you heard him ask and you lifted your head.

The position you were in was not at all favorable. Pedro looked at you in confusion and from how nervous you became, you stumbled falling over his legs.

"Y/n?" he said again and you got up from his body quickly.

"Sleep, Pedro" you said quickly as you removed them.

"Stop calling me that!" he grumbled snorting.

He was fucking drunk! Why wouldn't he fall asleep? You were hating that he saw you like that. He should be sleeping right now so everything would be easier.

"It's your name, I don't understand why it bothers you" you told him seriously.

"It's Pedri to my friends, you could try it" he insisted and you nodded.

You knew. You knew his friends, who were your friends too but you were not so close. Not because of anything special, simply because you didn't have much contact. You were Fermín's college classmate and with that, you got to know Pablo, Pedro and Ferran but you wouldn't say you were close to them either. You could count on one hand the number of times you saw each other. You had seen them at Fermín's birthday, at the end of the year dinner and now. You couldn't exactly say they were friends. You weren't even close.

"I want to take a shower, I stink" he pouted complainingly.

"Well you should have thought about that before you got drunk like that" you muttered heading towards the kitchen.

The truth was that you both stank. It was hot this time of year and in club there were a lot of people, you had traces of drinks, cigarettes and dirt on you.

"It'll just be a quick shower" he asked again and you bleached your eyes.

"No" you denied seriously. "Go to sleep" you asked pouring him a glass of water.

You sighed before taking a drink of water, you never thought taking care of someone drunk would be so exhausting. Bringing him home had been almost a triumph for you but him being here, invading your space was too much. A noise made you alert and you turned quickly. Pedro's body was heading for the center of your home and on his way he had crashed into your tapestry.

"Where are you going?" you shouted as he headed for the doors. You walked quickly following him. "Pedro!" you shouted again when he ignored you.

You saw his bare back as you followed him towards your bathroom. He had taken off his shirt! Damn it. This wasn't going to end well. Why didn't his friends take care of him? Surely they would know how to handle him better than you.

"I'll call Fermin, he'll come get you and you can bathe at his house" you yelled as you saw him disappear into the bathroom.

You stood at the bathroom door and fumbled in your pockets for your cell phone but cursed when you noticed you had forgotten it in the living room. The sound of the shower hitting the floor made you scream. You were going in, you couldn't leave it alone in that state.

"I'm going in" you warned covering your eyes with your hand. You bit your lip nervously and walked into your bathroom, seeing Pedro's clothes on the floor.

Was this how drunks behaved? You were going to need a break after this. And enlightenment from the universe not to kill Pedro. You were hating your friends so hard right now that you probably wouldn't hang out with them ever again. Ever.

"Turn it off!" you shrieked from the other side of the shower. You tried to reach in to turn off the water but Pedro ran it.

"It's just a bath" he said stammering.

"But you don't have any clothes, Pedro" you grumbled but he ignored you.

"What is body gel soap?" you heard him ask and you wanted to hit him.

"Don't even think about using it" you said through your teeth, bending down to grab his clothes off the floor. You hated that everything was lying around.

"Smells good" he said and you went back to throwing everything in your hands to get it off him.

"Drop it, Pedro" you remarked his name like a mother scolding her child.

You weren't going to let him use your stuff just like that. He was invading your privacy, you wouldn't stand for it. And he was acting like a five year old.

You reached in your hands grabbing the gel, trying not to look at him so much but half your body was inside the shower and your hands were starting to get wet.

"Use the normal soap!" you squealed taking it out of his hands but Pedro was quicker and pulled you out.

"Pedro!" you called angrily.

His hands were fighting against yours, he couldn't be more childish. But he wasn't going to use it, it was your favorite gel, you smelled like vanilla and cinnamon, you weren't going to let Pedro smell like you.

You took the product in your hands but when Pedro's hands let go of the bottle, he grabbed your forearms and pulled you into the shower. Your hair started to get wet as you screamed from the shock of the water on your body. You didn't have time to react when you were already completely wet and your eyes searched the mocking eyes of Pedro, who hid a laugh on his lips as he saw you squealing.

"What the fuck?" you shouted in confusion.

"You are very intense and you kept saying Pedro, Pedro, Pedro" he replied mocking you.

You want to keep yelling at him and hit him but your eyes move to his abdomen, leaving you breathless. You look at his well toned chest, he has a bit of hair on top, well marked. A shiver runs down your back and makes you swallow saliva as you continue down his body but you cover yourself before you can see him.

He is naked in front of you and feels no shame at all. He looks at you with that complicit look and you want to run but your legs don't work. Instead, you feel a heat rising from the tip of your toes to your crotch, damn it. Your body tricks you and reacts to the situation as instinct, your cheeks heat up and your heart beats fast.

You are both under the cold shower, which now feels warm on your skin, standing facing each other but one of you is only dressed. You die of embarrassment but you can't do anything, you're in shock.

You feel drunk and you didn't even take a drop of alcohol, your eyes are still closed but you can see his body in your imagination, his perfect abs, his hard chest and his...

Shit, what the fuck is wrong with you? You blink trying to understand but every second that passes you want to keep seeing it.

A laugh bursts in your ears and makes you shiver.

"Why do you look like you've never seen a naked man?" he sneers at your reaction.

Your skin bristles with anger.

"Yes I have!" you squeal in offense and drop your hands.

"Are you sure?" he says still smiling.

You look at him again after a few seconds and now you're sure he can see your red cheeks because when you remember that he's naked, you feel your cheeks burning again. This is so embarrassing.

"Fuck you!" you shout angrily again and rush to get out of the shower.

But his hand stops you and his touch burns into your skin. You swallow saliva as your thoughts scatter, his hand wraps around your forearm and pushes you until you fall straight into his chest. Your hands are pressed into his hard chest and your body almost brushes his.

You gazes are connected and you doubt if usually the dark in their eyes shines like this or just shines for this moment. Water falls on your skins wetting you, his arms wrap around your waist and just when you think you will faint, his lips impact yours.

The kiss is fiery, hard, needy. Your lips devour, feel and enjoy, you feel how the kiss kills you and brings you to life again and again, how your tongues caress and greet. You lose your mind and forget everything else, as if it all vanishes, as if it never existed. You are lost in his taste, in his charm. You don't want to let go, you don't want him to let go, you don't want it to end. And it doesn't because after taking one last breath, you desperately join again.

Now your hands run up his skin and you hang on his shoulders, feeling his burning skin beneath them, while his fingers squeeze your waist pulling you closer to him. You want to pull away, you want to get out of here, you remember he's drunk but you can't stop.

His lips are contagious, unhealthy, dangerous. Yet you are willing to keep kissing him. And you do it when you are desperate to feel him, to kiss him, to touch him. Who took control of your body? How is it possible? Pedro and you... here... right now...

After your trip to limbo, after tasting the temptation, you are forced to push his chest, pushing us away. You need air, you need to think. Pedro looks confused and stunned, he pulls on your hip but you stop him again.

"You're drunk, we can't go on" you warn him at his confusion. He denies but you affirm.

"I'm not" he mutters. "Not anymore, maybe before at the club but I'm fine now" he insists and pulls you close again.

You bite your lip at the temptation. You want to go on and you know he does too. His eyes watch you delicately, his touch permeates your skin.

"I was acting a little, okay?" he admits and you open your mouth. Pedro laughs a little. "No one has ever cared about me like you did at the club, I couldn't pass up the opportunity" he continued.

Your heart widens and you want to punch him.

"Opportunity of what?" you ask angrily. "Of hitting you?" you spit squeezing his chest.

"Of getting close to you" he says and your system stops.

You open your eyes in surprise. He has a smile on his face and you don't know if he's playing with you or if he really means it. Pretending to be drunk to be with you? No way.

"Ha ha ha" you laugh falsely at his confession. You can't believe him. "We better end this" you mutter somewhat angrily, you should never have continued this in the first place.

"You don't believe me?" he says when you want to let go but he grabs your elbow again. "Don't say you don't want to, I saw you tonight seeing me with your friends, they were talking about something and when I looked at you, you blushed. Even they noticed it too" he said and you bite your tongue embarrassed.

It was true, tonight Pedro looked fucking hot and handsome. If he wasn't who he is, you would have definitely approached him but he was a casanova, a famous footballer who could have any girl at his feet and you weren't just anyone. Your friends knew your tastes and always teased you about him when you all went out together, even Fermin knew that.

"We were talking about something else" you try to defend yourself.

"Yeah, right" he lets out a sarcastic laugh. You raise an eyebrow.

"And you were looking at me too" you spit remembering when you arrived. "You were watching my ass with your friends!" you squeal reproachfully.

"Yes, I did" you admit and open your mouth. "I'm not lying, you have a nice ass and everyone noticed."

Something inside you jumps. Was he watching you as you arrived? Maybe he was waiting for you? Your legs shook at the thought. You didn't want to get stupid ideas about Pedro but you knew he was right.

"What were you saying about me?" he asked after your silence.

You denied playing dumb. The grip on your elbow slipped and he grabbed your arm to pull you back to him. With a gasp from the sudden movement you fall back into his chest and his lips brush your face. You are motionless, under his control and you do nothing to change it.

"Nothing" you provoke him by playing innocent.

You're not going to stop him, you want to see how far he's capable of going and you're ready for anything. His other hand wraps around your waist and pulls you closer against his body. You can feel the heat coming off your bodies, electric currents shoot to your thighs as you remember he's naked.

The atmosphere is different from before, now you are needy, desperate, burning. The fire in his eyes infect yours and you want this as much as he does.

"What were you saying about me?" he repeated and you licked your dry lips without speaking.

The pressure in your crotch was starting to hurt, your wet clothes were starting to bother you and even though you were still dressed you felt volnerable under his gaze. You remained speechless, you couldn't, you were lost in his pink lips, in his pitch black eyes, in his slightly overgrown beard around his chin.

"We don't talk about you, Pedro" you lie again.

Pedro grimaces, narrowing his eyes. The hand on your waist presses down and lifts you off the ground, making you squeal as your back stamps against the wall. Your legs wrap around his lower back and you can feel the air turn toxic around you.

The friction generated in your crotch makes you gasp but you swallow the gasp pretending to be strong in front of him. You are so hot but you like playing with him, he played with you before anyway.

"Liar" he spits so close to your lips that you are tempted to kiss him but he won't let you.

You understand his game perfectly and if he wants to play, you're going to play.

Your fingers hold his shoulders strong and you move them down the back of his neck until you reach the beginning of his hair to stroke it. Your chest rises and falls frantically and you grab his neck to pull him to you, when your mouth is at his ear level... you decide to burn.

"I was telling them how fucking sexy you looked tonight" you whispered brushing your lips against his lobe.

"Oh yeah?" he gasps on a sigh.

You nod watching him. Again, his face faces yours and you want to kiss him but you hold back.

You don't tell him the whole truth, you'll die of embarrassment if he knew that your friends were encouraging you to get close to him. You didn't want him to know that you found him interesting.

You wait for some other comment but instead you get the caress of his hands leave your lower back and move straight to your butt, circling it. When he presses down so hard, you moan as you feel the rubbing of your center against his abdomen.

You are both ready to burn and the fire, once lit, is hard to put out. You know that even he won't come out unscathed tonight and that thrills you.

His gaze moves down from your mouth to your chest, because of the wet clothes, your lace bra can be seen to perfection and with it your erect nipples. He relames his lips and you want to be the one to moisten them, so you grab him by the jaw and kiss him fiercely.

Enough games, that's enough. And he knows it because he welcomes you perfectly by sticking his tongue in your mouth, caressing your ass while your fingers press his face to you. Everything around you stops and it's just you, in the rain from the shower, warm and ready to have at each other.

"Take my clothes off" you ask between his lips. Pedro smiles biting your lower lip, lowering you to the floor to unfasten your pants.

He delicately pulls them down your leg until they fall to the floor on their own and begins to undo the top you were wearing and pull it away from your body. You want to kiss him again but he stops you, starting to pull down the straps of your bra, playing with them. You are gawking under his control and his gaze and you can't say or do anything.

He has you trapped.

He brings his mouth to your chest and leaves a hot kiss on your collarbones, moving down to the center of your chest and finally to the beginning of one of your breasts, where he bites down making you squeal with pleasure. His other hand takes over the other nipple and presses it into the fabric, circling it to torture you. Moans come out of your mouth like music to his ears and when his hand detaches your bra, you smile like a victory. The piece of fabric disappears from view and now his lips and fingers find your needy nipples.

You want to scream, to cry, to squeeze, you can't hold back as his teeth bite and suck. You want everything from him, you need everything from Pedro. One of his hands leaves your breast to move down your belly, groping the area, making you gasp. He reaches your crotch, his fingers trail down your thighs and just when you think he'll ease your pain, he stops.

He leaves your breasts to look at you again, your eyes are pure fire when they connect with his and when you feel his fingers slip through the only piece of clothing that covered you, you are completely naked before him. You are now hand in hand and ready for anything. Your fingers grab his hair and tug it gently as you feel the heat welling up from your crotch, he likes to play with you and you won't beg for it but you will give him incentive. Your mouth takes place on his neck and you begin to lick him sensually, leaving wet trails of your tongue and biting in places to hear him moan.

Pedro slams you back against the wall to gain access to you, his body comes between yours and he lifts one of your legs to wrap around his waist. You can feel his erection rubbing against your thighs and the craving burns in your heat, you want him to take you right now. Your face returns to his as you are about to beg, your foreheads meet and you feel the tip of his cock caress your hot lips, you swallow saliva because your throat is so dry it hurts. Your arms go around his broad shoulders and you feel him thrust into you in one thrust, making you cry out and press your nails into his skin. Your stimulation and the shower water falling on your bodies made the process more pleasurable as you both pant heavily.

Your walls adapt to it faster than you think and it begins to move inside you so slowly that you think you will die. You need him so badly you don't mind begging.

"P-pedro" you whisper begging.

His smile widens and his eyes are those of the devil himself.

"Stop calling me that" he says starting to speed up his movements as if he scolded you.

You hear his complaint but you can't respond. Not when every fiber of your body fills with pleasure and you lose yourself in a blur. His movements are erratic and firm, you moan with each one and you don't let yourself be silenced, you are enjoying it and so is Pedro. Drops of water slide down your skins, your hair soaking wet, your bodies warm and moist.

Your chest heaves with joy, your heart pounds so hard in your chest you think you'll have a fit. You hug his shoulders tightly clutching at his hard strokes, you don't shut up. He's so deep inside you that you can feel the throbbing of his cock in your walls, his fingers incarnate in your skin, his mouth leaves traces on your shoulders.

The air becomes suffocating, courage floods the room, for minutes you think you will faint, your feet are tired but you don't care you don't want him to stop.

His hands find place on your thighs and he pulls you back against him to accommodate you, your back slams against the cold wall of your bathroom. He penetrates you again, harder this time as he has a perfect position to fuck you hard enough against the wall and you love that. Your hands wrap around his chest and you pinch his skin, begging for more and more.

In your mind everything was blurry, dark and confusing. You wanted to think, to try to assimilate what was happening but you were blank. You weren't thinking clearly, you could only be grateful for the feeling of release you were feeling. You were lost in his eyes as he kept pushing himself into you, passion cornered them and wouldn't let them go.

You wanted to think about Fermín, damn it. You were embarrassed at the thought of Fermín finding out you were fucking Pedro, he had heard the endless times you complained about him. If he saw you right now, he'd probably laugh in your face. From hate to love... or rather, from hate to passion, there is only one step. A very short one that ends in temptation and temptation in need.

Your grip became tighter as the pressure on one belly made you tremble, the orgasm was near and you could feel it in every atom of your body. Pedro felt it too, of course, your cries had become desperate. You moaned his name over and over again and this time, he didn't mind you calling him Pedro. It was the opposite. His lips turned into a smile as he accelerated his movements to see you explode and he did. Spasms went through your system as you reached orgasm, Pedro kept pounding in just the right place filling you with pleasure. You screamed so loud that the lump in your throat broke and you fell surrendered on his shoulders.

"Wait a little longer, princess" he whispered in your ear and you nodded.

His lips met yours again and this time you took them desperately, you had missed the sensation of the sweetness of his lips. Your mouths matched perfectly, the softness of his lips caressing, the hardness of your tongues touching. You were caught up in the moment, enveloped in the thin layer of steam dazed by the feeling of explosion. The pounding in your crotch was becoming intense, Pedro's moans were quiet in your mouth but you released his lips to listen to him.

He squeezed your ass, preparing to hold you when his orgasm would come and you smiled as you watched him pucker his face. A curse came out of his mouth and was trapped in yours as you kissed him fiercely again. You could hear him grunt as you felt him spill inside you, just like an animal mating.

His hips slowed down, making you bristle from the overstimulation, probably tomorrow your crotch would ache but you didn't mind at all. The kiss ended when his hands helped you off him, gently taking you by the waist. Your breasts heaving, your eyes sparkling and your hearts skipping.

You were a little shy to look at him again after what had just happened so much that you hid your face in his chest. Pedro sighed hugging your back to cover you. The water was still pouring down on you and now you were definitely going to take a shower. You were exhausted and sore, you weren't going to care if he took your shower gels or slept in your bed. It didn't matter anymore that you'd had to drag him home or that your friends had abandoned them. Not with what had just happened.

And you were willing to put it all aside to get him back.

Again and again.

[missgavi]

Can you do one where gavi comes home really drunk and horny and y/n has to deal with it!!

stop it, i love this already. 

Hearing keys jingle from the other side of the door, you figured Gavi was finally back. Tonight was boys night and him, Pedri and a few other teammates went out for some drinks. 

You had an exam in a few days and decided to try and pull an all nighter seeing as the house was empty and quiet. 

The boy finally made it into the apartment while you packed up your materials, shutting off your laptop and picking up stray pencils and pens, your notebooks and notes all pilled up on the table. 

Making your way over to your boyfriend, you could hear huffing and puffing from the hallway, and once you finally entered the room you understood why. Gavi was sat on the floor, struggling to take his shoes off, clearly unaware his shoe laces weren’t untied. 

When the boy spot you by the door he completely forgot about the shoe and stood up on wobbly legs, making his way over to you. “Y/n, baby, you’re awake” Pablo mused with a silly smile on his lips. 

Looking up at your boyfriend you smiled and kissed his cheek. “I am. Got some studying in for my exam” you explained, your hands gently taking his coat off and hanging it before getting back in front of Gavi, your hands caressing his flushed cheeks. 

“My smart girl” Gavi muttered more to himself, admiring his beautiful girlfriend. Smilling at him, you bend down to untie his shoes and when the boy said. “Bebe, not here. Wait at least until we get to the bedroom” he said, thinking you were about to give him head right here in the hallway. 

You chuckled at his silliness and untied his shoes, helping him step out of them before leaning back on your knees to look up at him. 

Seeing you on your knees in front of him, doe eyes starring up at him, Gavi let out a breath, one hand made it’s way into your hair while the other undid his belt. “I guess if you really want it.” Still insinuating you were going to blow him. 

Giggling , you stand up and hook one of your finger into his belt loop, pulling him towards the bedroom. The boy immediately clinged to you, his arms wrapping around you waist while his lips caressed your smooth neck. 

Closing the door to the bedroom , you spun around in the boys arms, smiling as his own boyish smile made you happy. 

Pulling back , ignoring the whining boy reaching out for you, you began undressing him, pulling his shirt over his head, ignoring his comments about you “objectifying” him and the way he teased you that you “couldn’t keep your hands off him” 

Finally getting him in some sleeping clothes, you made him brush his teeth and drink some water. While he cuddled up under the blankets, you grabbed some pills and a glass of water, setting up on the nightstand so he could take them in the morning. 

Joining him under the covers, his hand immediately pulled you against him, his arm wrapping tightly around your waist. 

Just as you were about to say goodnight , he began kissing your neck, his hands slipping under your shirt while his hips rutted against yours, his hard on pressing against your ass. 

“y/n, baby” Gavi muttered. 

“ yes ?” 

“Can i fuck you ?” he said very casually, as if asking what time it is. you giggled reaching over to wrap your hand into his. “No baby, you can’t”

The boy whined, his hand nevertheless pulling your panties to the side “Please?” he said overly sweet but you just shook your head, however not pushing him away. 

Gavi took his cock out of his underwear, giving it a few tugs “Lemme just...” he said breathless before entering you in one swift and gentle move. The boy stilled inside you, kissing your cheek. “There we go. Goodnight hermosa” Pablo muttered before going to sleep. 

Smiling contently, you cockwarm him throughout the night, sleeping peacefully in his arms. 

[gavisfanta]

FRAUD - PEDRI

summary: pedri has things to hide

warnings: cursing, tiny bit of smut

[PEDRI:] I love you 02.27 am

[PRINCESA:] Pedri? 09.29 am

seen

12 HOURS BEFORE

"What are you doing?" Pedri asked just as you wanted to stand up and go upstairs.

"I wanna go to bed, I'm tired." You hummed and he pulled you back onto the couch. He then pulled you on top of his leg so that your legs were sideways over his.

"Or we could go to a party, Balde's friend owns a nightclub and me and the boys planned to go there, I'd like you to come too." Pedri put his hands onto your hips and you groaned.

"I'm so tired tho,"

"It's okay, I'll stay at home too then." He mumbled but you shook your head while you yawned.

"No, you can go, it's okay. I won't wait until you get home tho." You told him and he gave you a look.

"Are you sure? I don't want you to be mad after." He raised his eyebrows at you as you smiled.

"No, its okay, you can go, have fun. Don't drink too much tho." You kissed his lips and then got off his lap again.

"I love you, have a goodnight." He told you and you just gave him a smile while walking up the stairs.

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"Come on, don't be a loser." Balde pushed another glass towards Pedri but he just shook his head.

"Nah, I won't." He laughed but then everyone started saying his name in sync.

"Pedri! Pedri! Pedri! Pedri! Pedri!"

So in the end he took the shot glass and downed the hard liquid in a matter of three seconds. His throat burned not only with the alcohol but with regret too. He shouldn't have drank that, he shouldn't push his limits because of others.

Not even 10 minutes later he was drunk, so drunk that he for sure didn't know what he was doing.

He was sitting in bar because he ordered himself some water when a girl walked up to him and stood next to him.

"What are you doing here? So alone? Girlfriend didn't wanna come?" Pedri scanned her with his eyes. Long black hair, a shit amount of make up and very revealing dress. The black dress wasn't even reaching the middle of her thigh, if she would have leaned over, her ass would have probably been seen.

"Yeah, she was tired" Pedri smiled a little and the girls expression changed. She nodded her head as she held her hand out for Pedri to shake.

"I'm Lorena, nice to meet you" Pedri shook her head and just nodded his head.

"Pedri" He informed her and then she nodded her head as she tilted her head to the right.

"Do you wanna come to the dancefloor? I'm alone and I have no one to dance with." She made a bit of a sad face and Pedri groaned as he stood up and nodded his head.

"So you have a girlfriend?" The girl asked him as she stood in front of him, holding him by his bicep.

"Mhm" He nodded his head and then put his hands on the shoulders of the woman in front of him. She grabbed his ankles and moved down his hands to her own waist.

"You know what, let's just sit down." Pedri nodded his head towards the bar again. Lorena gave him the fakest smile she could have ever imagined to make and followed him.

As he sat down he groaned, his head was spinning and he could already feel the headache coming in.

"Come on, lets go and drink some water, I can see that your head's hurting" She jumped off the stool again and started walking away. Lorena stopped however as soon as she realized Pedri was still sitting down. He took another shot and downed it pretty quickly.

Maybe the pain would dissappear then.

However, Lorenas cheeks rises up as Pedri then jumped off the stool too. At this point the alcohol was too much for him.

The way he couldn't think clearly and everything was spinning. He managed to walk to the single use bathroom with Lorena and she pushed him inside.

He watched as she looked the door, not thinking much of it he also watched her walk over to the counter and sit down on top of it.

She invited him closer by waving her hands. Pedri stepped closer to her and she pulled him into a kiss.

A kiss at first, it quickly turned into a make out session, it became very dangerous tho when Lorena pushed up her dress so that her black thing was revealed to Pedri.

He looked down for a second, her hand sliding down his abs and pressing onto his semi hard dick.

Sooner than he knew, his dick was in her hand, pushing it inside of herself. He was silent as he watched her.

'Is this rape? I'm in control tho, I could just pull away, run outside, before it's too late, it probably is too late already, let's just get the job done, my head hurts too much for this'

Pedri's head was full, but still so empty. He then started moving his hips back and fourth as he couldn't help but get an erection which he would gladly get rid of.

So he thrusted into her, pushing her back on the counter, her moans filling the bathroom as Pedri's expression was emotionless. He furrowed his brows, looking almost angrily at himself while he pushed inside of her again.

Then he finished, his head sunk as he breathed heavily. "I'm sorry" He muttered under his breath and Lorena then caressed his cheek with her thumb.

His head shot up as soon as she touched his skin. He hit away her hand and pulled his pants back up and then stormed out the bathroom.

He walked towards Gavi who was talking to a blonde girl. "Gavi, I need help, I fucked up bad." Pedri immediately told Gavi, grabbing his shirt.

"Dude, I'm kind of in the middle of something-" He pointed at the girl in front of him but Pedri shook his head.

"No, I fucked up, I need help." Pedri said, his eyes almost watering. Gavi looked at him for a couple of seconds and then nodded a goodbye to the girl.

Pedri then began to push Gavi outside of the club. "You need to drive me home. Please- no actually, let me stay at your house." Pedri was talking way too fast as Gavi and him sat inside the car.

Luckily Gavi didn't frink anything so he was able to drive. "Dude, shut up for a second. What happened?" he buckled in his seatbelt and then looked at Pedri to his right.

"Fuck, FUCK," Pedri yelled and hit the seat. Gavi then looked at him while he raised his eyebrows. "She's gonna kill me." Pedri burried his face in his hands.

Gavi suddenly realized. "Don't tell me you fucked that girl" Gavi mumbled and looked at Pedri brush his hair back with his fingers.

"I didn't want to, I swear, I love her. My god she's never gonna forgive me." Pedri mumbled while rubbing his eyes.

"Look, I'll let you sleep at my house, then you'll go and talk to her." Gavi tried to remain calm. Pedri nodded his head and after he calmed down a bit, gavi started to drive to his own house.

Pedri's thoughts were racing, suddenly he didn't feel drunk anymore. He just felt sick, he wanted to throw up, he wasn't the cheating kind of type.

So he pulled his phone out of his pocket and clicked onto your contact. He texted you the only thing he coukd think of.

[PEDRI:] I love you.

[digitaldiarystuff]

Our Secret

omg i don’t know what happened to me but this turned out so different than i imagined it first! but i think i love ittt!!! please let me know if you liked it and mayyyyybe i can do a part 2 if you guys want me to but you have to also tell me what would you want the ending should be

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pairing: Pedri Gonzalez x Y/N x Fermin Lopez

summary: you are Pedri’s girlfriend and know his friends, one of them being Fermin. It doesn’t look like he likes you very much but what if he likes you too much?

genre: angst

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You were at the game with your friends sitting in the VIP section Pedri always reserved for you, Barca had been going through a rough patch but the match is going great. You couldn’t wait to meet with your boyfriend, he’d be so happy after any win.

You and Pedri had been dating for over 5 months now and at first he seemed afraid to ask you to come to games but lately, he needed your support and you were happy to provide him with it whenever you can. Just before the final whistle blew, you saw Fermin take the ball and shoot it making the score 4-0 and you happily hugged your friend Ana. They’ve won.

You were now standing in the tunnel waiting for Pedri because he said there was a celebration and wanted to take you, you also asked your friends but they had early classes and had to leave. You were a little nervous to be in his friend circle even though you’ve met them all before. They were kind and welcoming but sometimes, the girls they bring weren’t and you had your fair share of jabs and side eyes from them. You tried to shake the thought away and waited, the first boys were out the locker room but Pedri was still inside probably just talking, he loved to talk with his friends.

Your face lit up when you saw Fermin walk out alone, he was the one with the final goal and you wanted to congratulate him for it, Fermin and Pedri were becoming closer recently and you had a few hang outs with them. He was a shy person, never really looking at your eyes or talking to you other than some quick ‘hi’ or ‘bye’s. You figured he was just like Pablo and would eventually come out of his shell. He was looking down at his phone when you approached him, when he still didn’t see you, you waved your hand in front of his face and he was startled.

“Don’t worry I’m not here to kidnap you.” you laughed at his over the top reaction.

“Oh, hey.” he said while averting his gaze once again.

“I just wanted to congratulate you on the goal it was beautiful.” you said with exaggerated hand gestures.

“Thank you” he simply said and looked really uncomfortable so you didn’t want to press harder, maybe you weren’t his cup of tea. But you didn’t miss his eyes finding yours and quickly looking away.

Just then the door opened behind you and Pedri along with De Jong and Araujo. You quickly made your way to your boyfriend and hugged him, he picked you up and placed some kisses across your face.

“Eww” you heard one of the boys say and smiled while leaning into Pedri’s embrace and he flicked them earning a laugh.

“Are you ready to get drunk?” he asked you while exiting the stadium.

“Yuppp, who’s house are we going?”

“I think it’s Joao’s.”

You saw Fermin walking ahead of you alone and you didn’t know what it was but you felt bad. He deserved to celebrate.

“Is Fermin coming?” you asked and Pedri looked up at the boy slowly making his way to his car.

“Fermin.” he said a little loud but Fermin didn’t look back.

“Fermin!” you shouted to get his attention and he quickly turned around looking at you.

“You’re coming, right?” Pedri asked but Fermin shook his head.

“No, I think I’ll just go home and rest.” he said softly and stole a glance at you. At that moment you were afraid you’d done something to hurt him or that he was not going because you were there but it was a silly thought, why would he do that?

Pedri immediately made his way over to his friend and you were left behind, you could hear them talk but couldn’t make out the exact details but at the end, Fermin was walking to Pedri’s car meaning he finally caved and was coming. You happily walked over and reached for the backseat’s door thinking they should sit together in the front but at that moment Fermin had to be thinking the same. Your hands brushed each other but he quickly pulled back, in fact it was so quick that you were afraid he was hurt.

“Are you okay?” you asked concerned.

“Yeah, you sit in the front I’m fine back here.” he once again reached for the handle and got in before you could say anything.

You also sat in the car and Pedri drove you over to the party, during the car ride you were singing along the songs with Pedri and you felt happy to see him this happy but in the back of your mind, also in the back of the car, was Fermin’s reaction to your hands touching. You couldn’t help but look back a few times seeing him on his phone texting.

Once you arrived, the party was already on and everyone was drinking heavily. When you saw Pedri grabbing a whole bottle in his hands, you figured you should at least stay sober for the drive back and let him enjoy his night. Your eyes scanned the room and found Ferran and Sarah sitting so you decided to join them.

“Hi Y/N!!!” she shouted over the music drunk and you laughed sitting down. You were chatting with them for a while until your eyes fell onto Fermin sitting down on an armchair in the corner, he had a beer bottle in his hand and he didn’t look like he was enjoying himself.

“Hey Ferran, do you know if Fermin’s okay?” you asked getting concerned about his demeanor, Pedri always told you he was like a ray of sunshine and he certainly didn’t look like it now.

“Oh yeah, I’m sure he’s fine.” he said too drunk to care and you rolled your eyes at him.

You thought about it for a while, should you approach him and ask or mind your own business? You decided to go with the first option because this was your nature, you couldn’t enjoy yourself if you saw anyone down. This was a celebration and he had a big part in the game so he should do what his teammates are doing.

You slowly made your way over to him, suddenly feeling a little shy about your decision. You already thought he didn’t like you that much, what if he didn’t want to be bothered

When you finally made your way over, he looked up immediately at your eyes but didn’t say anything. Usually, he’d avoid looking at you but this time he didn’t take his eyes off of you. You suddenly felt vulnerable under his gaze, it was intense.

“Hey” you softly said and just then he looked away.

“Hey” his voice was emotionless.

“I just wanted to make sure you’re feeling okay, you don’t exactly look like you’re at a party, maybe more like a funeral.” you joked trying to lighten the situation and he joined you. This was the first time he gave you any kind of emotion and you immediately felt relieved.

You decided to take a seat at the armrest of the chair because people were coming in every direction trying to steady themselves with anything in their way and you really didn’t feel like being a crutch but Fermin’s whole body tensed the moment you sat. You weren’t even in a weird position, your bodies had some distance but you felt like you were making him uncomfortable. Embarrassed, you quickly got up but he placed his hand on the side of your waist pulling you to sit again. Fermin retracted his hand as soon as he placed it and you didn’t know what to do. You looked back at him and saw he was looking down at his hands holding the bottle, no matter how many seconds passed he never looked up at you.

You decided it’s best if you let him be, he wasn’t your friend and none of his actual friends were actually trying to help him. Maybe this was how he acted whenever he’s out of the pitch or maybe you were right, he disliked you but either way you knew your intentions were good but they made him uncomfortable.

“I just wanted to check on you, hope you have a lovely night Fermin.” you said whilst giving his shoulder a squeeze and you felt it again, his body froze for a second before relaxing into your touch but he didn’t say anything. So you decided not to bother him anymore and went back to the couch Sarah and Ferran were now making out on. You laughed at how much they liked PDA, you weren’t into it at all but seeing them inseparable made you a little sad. Ever since you placed foot into the party Pedri was going around, drinking and singing with everyone but ne never came to you. He didn’t check on you, let alone kiss you all night and you thought for a moment if Fermin’s depression was contagious.

As much as you wanted to be sober tonight, your mind was going places it shouldn’t you had to drown the bad feelings with alcohol. You didn’t go crazy or anything but had one (or two) cocktails which had much more alcohol in it than any club you’ve ever been to. You couldn’t believe two glasses would make you tipsy but here you were, sitting alone at a party with people you know and somewhat like feeling a little buzz. You didn’t know how long you’ve been sitting but you came to your senses when Joao approached you.

“Hey Y/N, we’re just putting Pedri in a guest room for tonight. He’s out of it, just wanted to let you know. You’re welcome to stay with him of course.” he smiled at you but your mood was even worse right now. You were hoping to talk to him about your concerns after you got home, you needed the reassurance but it didn’t look like he could do anything other than sleep now. You tried to act nonchalant in front of Joao and thanked him saying you needed to get home for a class tomorrow but it was obviously a lie, you just didn’t want to be there anymore and grabbed your coat to call it a night. You told your goodbyes and stepped out into the cold Barcelona night.

You knew you had alcohol in your system but also knew it wasn’t a lot. You pretty much sobered after talking to Joao. As you were walking to Pedri’s car your eyes fell on Fermin who had a vape in his hands.

“I didn’t know you vaped.” you said before thinking, if you thought before you talked you wouldn’t even say anything. He’s made it clear he wasn’t comfortable with you.

He quickly turned back and hid the vape in his pocket.

“I don’t.” you laughed at his attempt but kept walking.

“Where are you going?” he asked

“Home, duh.”

“But you’re drunk.” you stopped in your tracks, you just had a glass and you didn’t think anyone would notice.

“It was just one and I’m feeling hundred percent sober.” you looked back at him.

“It was actually two, you can’t drive while intoxicated.”

He was stern, you’ve never seen him this direct.

“Well you’re not supposed to vape but you don’t see me calling Xavi.” you quipped back and he laughed at your attempt.

“Fermin, it was just two cocktails I had an hour ago, I’m fine really.” but he didn’t listen, he walked over and took the keys out of your hand walking to Pedri’s car leaving you shocked.

“What are you doing?” you asked

“I’ll drive you. Get in.”

“No, you’re the intoxicated one. I’m driving.” you said and held out your hand for him to give the keys back but he was already at the door opening it.

“I literally had three sips of beer Y/N, I said I’m driving.” He didn’t let you argue and sat in the car waiting for you.

You huffed and got in the seat next to him, you’d never accept it but you felt a little better now that you didn’t have to drive. If it was under any other circumstances you’d just crawl into the bed with Pedri but you were agitated and just wanted to get home. But Fermin didn’t need to know that.

You decided to put some music on to make the uncomfortable silence go away and quickly realized you were still a little bit tipsy because you started to sing along with whatever was on radio.

You know what I'm thinkin', see it in your eyes

You hate that you want me, hate it when you cry

You're scared to be lonely, especially in the night

I'm scared that I'll miss you, happens every time

I don't want this feelin', I can't afford love

I try to find a reason to pull us apart

It ain't workin' 'cause you're perfect

And I know that you're worth it

I can't walk away, (oh)

Even though we're going through it

And it makes you feel alone

Just know that I would die for you

Baby, I would die for you, yeah

You sat there singing the song and every once in a while you felt Fermin’s eyes on you, he looked much more relaxed now and smiled from time to time which made you feel better.

“Are you hungry?” you asked after the song ended.

“Uh, yeah a little.” he nodded. You looked at his side profile, his hair was not styled but it looked nice.

No, you shook your head. No.

“Y/N?”

“What?”

“You asked a question and didn’t say anything after that.” he chuckled.

You felt embarrassed about your action and your cheeks heated up.

“Uh, me too. Do you want to get Mc Donald’s?”

“Okay.” he said and drove to the closest one while you looked out of the window. Stop it, you scolded yourself.

He stopped at the drive through and ordered you both something to eat and no matter how many times you tried, you wouldn’t let you pay.

“Thank you but you didn’t have to pay.” you said feeling a little out of place, Pedri paid for so many things and it never bothered you because you also did it for him.

Pedri, you suddenly realized your current situation. As angry as you were, sitting in his car with his friend having a great time at a McDonald’s parking lot felt weird. It didn’t feel bad and that’s the part that made you freak out. Fermin noticed.

“Are you okay?”

“Hmm, what?” you asked

“You’ve had that nugget in your hand for minutes and haven’t said anything.” he chuckled and you looked at your hand holding the nugget. It was half eaten and you weren’t feeling hungry anymore.

“I think I’m full.”

“Oh okay, I’ll just finish it.” he said and reached over the console taking the rest of the nugget from your hand. You felt shivers.

“You could’ve asked nicely.” you scolded him but he didn’t care just finished chewing.

“It’s pretty late, I think we should get some sleep.” you said after that and he agreed.

“Where are you going?” you asked as he took a left.

“Pedri’s” he simply said not looking at you. The weird tension between you seemed like it’s back or maybe you were just more sober now.

“My house is in the opposite direction.”

“You don’t live with him?” Fermin asked.

“No” you simply said and looked out of the window. It wasn’t like the subject wasn’t talked about, because you spent half of your week over at his but since he lived with Fer, it’s not that easy to move in and Pedri never really said he wanted you to.

“So are you going to give me any directions or should I just go in every street until we come across your home?” he jokingly said and you didn’t know what it was but he felt warmer now. Fermin was truly unreadable. One minute he was all down and cold and in the next minute he was joking with you.

“Oh, yeah. Let’s turn right here.” you started giving him directions and he finally came to your apartment.

“Thank you so much Fermin and I promise to not tell Xavi about the vaping since you were nice to me and bought me McDonald’s. It’ll be our secret.” you smiled and gave him a side hug. Even though it became awkward from time to time, he made your night better.

“Good night Y/N.” he smiled softly and pressed his lips to your cheek with a barely there kiss.

“Good night.” You hopped out of the car and closed the door. When you reached your door you were about to get your key from your purse and looked back on the road to see Fermin was still waiting for you to get in. You smiled one last time and made your way inside.

This was a weird night.

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