#like gavi's name is actually pablo

[justisco]

today i decided to google kepa to find out what his name is short for, only to find out it is in fact just kepa

[liverpool-enjoyer]

max is officially a wag ❗(max paez gavira)

what can i say i successfully rizzed up gavi (i talked shit abt m*drid)

[drakesfeelings]

⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ CAN I SHOW MY LOVE FOR YOU

summary. pablo’s instagram seems to become a fan account of the little family he created.

social media version - taking requests here

trigger warning. loving father (lmao)

side note. this is a little drabble while im working on the requests !

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pablogavi agradecido para siempre 🤎

[grateful for ever 🤎]

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yourusername 🧸🤎

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user THIS JAISKLZLSLAA

user he wants to kill us

user MORE DAD GAVI PLS

user his kids are so pretty wtf ?????????

user look at the parents puh-lease

pedri ¿donde esta mi encantadora sobrina? where is my lovely niece ?

pablogavi haciendo pucheros porque no quería estar en las fotos 😂 pouting because she didn’t want to be in the photos 😂

user OH MY GOD I JUST NOTICED THAT THEY ARE ALL MATCHING

user im obsessed with this family

user fr, they are all just so fine

user you’re weird babe

ferminlopez familia

pablogavi 🙏🏻

user THE BLUE AND BEIGE THEME PLS

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yourusername the gavira family on vacation 🧡

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pablogavi los amores de mi vida the loves of my life

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user their kids have a better shoe game than me

user pls can i be a part of the family 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

yourusername signing the adoption papers babe

user OMG JAJAJAKKALALALALA

user WAIT WHAT

user idk why but i wanna be friends w their kids

user bro

user i feel you

user JAJJZKZKA GAVI REPOSTED ON HIS INSTA STORY

user the man loves his family

siramartinezc necesidad de verte y los niños pronto 😘 need to see you and the kids soon 😘

yourusername when we come back home 🩷

aurorapaezg mi familia 😍

yourusername ❤️

user can we talk two minutes about this power couple ?

user they are so made for each other

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@ pablogavi & @ yourusername posted new ig stories !

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pablogavi enseñando lo básico a los niños ⚽️

[teaching the basics to the kiddos ⚽️]

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yourusername mira definitely wants to become a footballer

pablogavi eso es mi chica 😎 that’s my girl 😎

user OMG THEIR LITTLE GIRL’S NAME IS MIRA ????

user her name is so beautiful like what

user again i’m falling for the matching shoes

user that’s a goal fr

ferrantorres tienes que traer a los niños más a menudo hermano !!!!!!!!!!!! you have to bring the kids more often brother !!!!!!!!!!!

pablogavi 🤣

lamineyamal i agree

ferminlopez me 2

pedri ME 3

user i want a loving father so bad

user the daddy issues in this comment section…

user exposing people on the internet i see

user imagine having pablo gavi as your father, [your name] as your stunning mother and a bunch of footballers as uncles ???????

user the dream

user the gavira family vacation arc is over 😔

fcbarcelona our youngest players ❤️💙

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yourusername summer’s vacation throwback (and isaiah showing off his outfit) 🤍

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pablogavi 🤍

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user GOD I THOUGHT Y’ALL WERE DEAD

user IZKSKLZLZLZLLALZ FINALLY

user got us worried pookie 🙏

user i was def thinking that her and gavi might have broke up

pablogavi never

user SCREAMING AND CRYING

user STOP BRO

annalewandoska gorgeous family ❤️

yourusername love you

pedri hope isaiah is missing me

lamineyamal no he is missing me more to care

aurorapaezg y’all shut up, im his favorite auntie 🙄

user never been more relieved than actually that’s crazy

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pablogavi mamá y papá noche. feliz 4 años mi amor ❤️‍🔥

[mommy and daddy’s night out. happy 4 years my love ❤️‍🔥]

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yourusername te amaré toda mi vida i’ll love you all my life

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user STOP BEING SO CUTE

user ITS BEEN 4 YEARS ALREADY ??????

user time flies and i’m still single

user you’ll find one day my love

user stop being sweet or i’m gonna fall in love with you

user ok then ill stop

aurorapaezg can you stop stealing my sister-in-law from me 🙄

yourusername like fr let us live our romance alone 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

pablogavi [your name] go to sleep it’s late

yourusername ok 😔

user need that type of love

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🤣🤣🤣🤣

stop this

wait you’re fr ?

another kid isn’t a bad idea

come home

@ drakesfeelings 👩🏽‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏽

[thatsdemko]

the culer- j.bellingham

masterlist | pairing: Jude Bellingham x gavi!fem!reader. summary: with the pressure of the match at hand, Jude makes an error that’ll cost him. warnings: fluff + angst + the following events in this fic are completely fictional and are not based on real life events. a/n: I dislike Real Madrid but I love Jude because he played for Borussia Dortmund.. he’ll always have a place in my heart I fear

It’s not like the words “Pablo gavis sister” were plastered against your forehead, so how was he supposed to know? it wasn’t the worst thing to happen to him, but it certainly wasn’t best when he rounded the corner and hear your soft laugh ring his ears. it was even ten times worse when his breakfast threatened to come up seeing your brothers arm around your shoulders.

you’re squished in between culers, your brothers jersey clung tight against your chest that serves as a major distraction to him. yet, he can’t actually see you. glimpses of you from the tunnel replay in his mind, the ball against his feet should be in the back of the net right now, but he’s stalling.

if he scores, your brother and his team lose. why does it matter to him anyway? this should be an exciting moment here in Barcelona with the crowd booing his name and boosting his adrenaline, so why does he care so much about you?

you’d never had more than just sex. an occasional cuddle and maybe a late night movie cozied up in his bed, but that was it. so you’re unsure why he’s playing with the ball when he’s got a 90% chance of scoring.

“just shoot the damn ball, Jude.” you mutter to yourself. the quicker he gets this over, the sooner the dread and anxiety bubbling in your stomach will fizzle out, and the sooner this is over the better chances your brother or his teammate have in evening the score.

yet there he still stands, unable to decide to shoot or to pass and the crowd wasn’t having it. Jude was usually so quick with his mind, football came easy yet this shot was the hardest one. he knows if he shoots this into the back of the net all chances with you end tonight on this pitch. he knows if he passes, all chances of his team advancing into the next round, end here.

why did it have to be him to decide the fate?

as if on cue, pablo takes the stab. he pulls Jude from his mind games, and decides to end the misery for himself and the crowd. Jude didn’t have much of a reaction time, in fact, he didn’t even put up a fight as the ball was swept from his feet.

“what the fuck man?!” his teammates shout frustrated in his inability to play the damn game.

your nails dig into your palms, watching your brother and his teammate play keep away from the Real Madrid defenders before taking the shot on net and ending the tie once in for all.

Real Madrid lost and wouldn’t advance to the next round.

a smile couldn’t form to your lips. watching Jude’s head hang low, you feel guilty. knowing he’d been riding the highs of the past couple of wins, he should be proud of the fight the team put up today. but those three minutes of torture would haunt him for the rest of his career for every time he saw you.

you.

his head picks up, eyes scanning the mass of fans the sea of red and blue all mesh together. faces booing and others cheering become a blur, but he’s sure you’re out there celebrating. you always expressed how important family was to you, and he was sure your family couldn’t of been happier.

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you shouldn’t be here. not this late. the match ended hours ago and Jude most likely wasn’t even home yet, but it didn’t stop you from pounding your knuckles against the wood door in hopes he was there. you’re the last person he probably ever wants to chat with, but you needed to check on him. you needed to make sure he wasn’t beating himself up.

you hear the lock click, the door slowly creeps open revealing his dark brown eyes scanning your body. you’d changed into sweatpants in a sweatshirt, a more casual fit than what you were used to wearing to see Jude.

“what are you doing here this late?” his posh accent floods your eardrums, your heart can’t help but thump faster as you move closer to the small crack of the door to find any signs of concern across his face.

“I came to see you.”

“I don’t want to see you.” his bitter words make your heart come to a screeching halt. it’s just the game, you tell yourself, he doesn’t mean these words he’s clearly just upset.

“you played well, ba—Jude. please don’t beat yourself up.”

the door opens up more, like he couldn’t resist. seeing your concern for him mixed his feelings about you. at first, he was done with you. said it was for the best to move on, but seeing you here? with your doe-like brown eyes staring into his, he couldn’t resist.

“I’m the laughingstock of the team now. all because I couldn’t shoot the damn ball.”

“why didn’t you?” the words come rolling off your tongue before you can even process. you’d been asking yourself the question ever since the game ended. why didn’t he just shoot the damn ball? what was stopping him? you couldn’t press the questions in your mind any further when you knew what was stopping him: you. its silly and cliche but it’s the truest that’s been gnawing at him. you were the reason he couldn’t bare to see his own rivals lose.

“I don’t want to discuss this.” his shoulders slumped. he hardly notices you’d pushed the door further and allowed yourself in. he knew your care taking tendencies couldn’t bare to see him this down.

“come on,” you guide him into his bedroom, the curtains are drawn and a Spanish soap-opera plays quietly in the corner of his room. you crawl into his bed and allow him to rest against your body. your nails rake across his skin, careful not to put too much pressure on the black forming bruises.

“you really shouldn’t be here.” he mumbles feeling his shoulders and body sink further into the depths of touch. he hates himself for this, he knows he shouldn’t be falling at the hands of his rivals sister, but yet he can’t stop himself.

“I know,” you say peppering kisses to his throbbing temple, like you knew there was too much pressure there, “I’ll deal with that tomorrow, right now I’m here to deal with you.”

“you’re the better gavi, did you know that?” Jude lifts his gaze to meet yours, your lips briefly touch enough to ghost his.

“I did know that actually.”

he may have lost the game, but one things for sure, he didn’t lose you.

[gadriezmannsgirl]

hiii i hope ure doing amazing!!! could i request one for gavi where the reader is more on the curvy side and feels a bit insecure ? if ure not comfortable writing it it’s totally fine !!! sending loads of love have a nice day and thank u for always taking the time to read the requests!!🫶🏻🫶🏻

Warnings: Gavi being a cute boyfriend, mentions of wanting to do mature things with their partner, nothing graphic or explicit happens. No proofread, sorry if there's any mistakes

Beautiful Either Way -P.G6

Summary: He takes your insecurities away

You sigh the fourth time in a row, you grabbed the ends of the shirt you were wearing and pulled it off of your body. You stood in silence watching your closet and all the clothes that laid inside there but none of those things were enough for you today. You were going out with both your and your boyfriend's Pablo's parents, today.

And also today was one of those days you felt you weren't pretty enough. Ever since you were young, you have fought to meet the beauty standars society sets but that wasn't for you.

Naturally you have a curvy complex and that's not something you can change and whilst you were happy with your body, you couldn't help but feel sad some days because you couldn't wear x type of clothing without being afraid of how you'll look like and if people were going to judge you.

When you first meet your boyfriend, it was while you were on vacation in Ibiza, you didn't think you would take his attention and mostly when your best friend is a pretty gorgeous, skinny with both great atributes, blonde with green eyes.

You were behind him and his group of friends when some dude tried to play smart with both you and your friend, Ana. And luckily, he and his friends helped the two of you out.

"What are you two doing here?" One of them asked

"We're in the UK having a cup of tea. What about you?" You said smiling and with sarcasm on your tone. The guys laughed softly "Sorry, we're here because our vacations, it was supposed to be a group of three but the other girl got sick last minute and we were actually already in the plane so we couldn't back down" You explained

"Is she okay?" Another guy asked and you and Ana nod

"Are you okay?" A brunette with a frown plastered on his face said to you "The guy touched you?"

"Oh no, I'm fine. Thanks for stepping in by the way"

"It's no problem. I'm glad you're okay" He said looking at you as you blush lightly. He clears his throat and talks again "Would you girls like to spend the rest of the concert with us? I brought my sister and she brought some of her friends too so in that way you girls aren't that lonely here" He said looking straight into your eyes. You blushed lightly, looked down at your feet and then up to meet his big brown eyes. You nod

"Sure. What's your name guy with a sister?"

"Pablo. Yours?"

"Y/N"

You and Pablo didn't minded a lot of the concert since then, he was pretty much talking to you, you talking to him about everything and that night you both exchanged numbers to keep in contact.

You both were sad to see the other leave but it was a delight when you both found out the other was living in Barcelona as well and then the rest is story.

Nine months forward you were in Barcelona, with your seven months boyfriend, Pablo Gavi, getting ready for the small meet-up with the family

"Mi amor, are we ready? We need to go, my mom's texting me that they're already on their way and yours said that they were finishing some stuffs to go ther-What happened here?" He cut himself off looking around the floor seeing all the shirts, dresses, tops, shorts laying on the floor

"I don't know what to wear" You whined crossing your arms around your belly

"But you were ready a few minutes ago?" You give him a look and shook your head before looking back at your closet "Why don't you wear that white top I love on you?"

"Because I don't feel like wearing it today"

"Why not?"

"It doesn't match with the jean"

"You can wear the beige skirt you got last month and with this white sneakers, it'll be perfect for you" You shook your head softly

"I don't feel like going with skirt today, Pabs"

"Why not?"

"Because I don't want to" You cried out "Have you seen my legs?"

"Yes, I have but I don't see any problems with them"

"They're as big as yours, Pablo!"

"They're not but even if they were, what's the problem?" You hated how clueless he could be sometimes

"That's the problem"

"Why's that the problem? I love them, your legs are gorgeous"

"Well I don't love my legs and I'm not loving my body either" He stayed quiet a few minutes before he clicked his tongue

"I got it now and it's shame you think that way. They're the most gorgeous legs I've ever seen on a girl and don't even get me started on your body" One of his hands gripped yours as he pulled himself behind you and kissed your cheek

You turned your head to him "You have to say that because I'm your girlfriend"

"And even if you weren't, I'd still say it" You shook your head softly, looking ahead of you to re-start the research of a shirt. "Hey, escúchame" (Listen to me) "You don't have to be skinny to be beautiful, Y/N. Your body, the one you're not loving right now, it's the one that I love, that has me crazy everyday and I'm wanting to do so many things to you to prove you that I'm crazy in love with those gorgeous legs, that I'm crazy in love with these beautiful hips, in love with your tummy, with your breasts, arms, hands, jaw, lips, ears, everything" He spoke into your ear, his free arm wrapping itself around your body to pull you into him. You couldn't help the smile at the mention of him wanting to get you under the covers

"But I did not only fell in love with your beautiful physical appearance. I feel in love with your beautiful personality, your way of seeing good things in everything and in everyone, your kindness, your selfless, honesty, every single thing about you. You're beautiful either way and if others can see that, if I can see that, you can as well and I want you to know it, I want you to feel beautiful because you are. Inside and Out. Understand me?" You nod, your heart melting at your boyfriend's love, you had a smile on your face and your let yourself rest against him

"Understood" You whisper turning around to hug him "Thank you for loving me whenever I'm not loving myself"

"I always will love you, no matter what. But you should love yourself always, curvy or skinny, blonde or brunette, tall or short, you're perfect. You're perfect for me and for anyone"

"I'm lucky to have you" He smiled shaking his head

"I'm the lucky one" He kissed your cheek thrice "Now, we've plans and here's what we're gonna do. I'm going to grab that top I love of yours, I'm gonna put it on you and we're also going to put on that skirt, we'll put on one of my jackets" He got closer to your face, lips being milimeters away "...and after we make out for a while, after we take some pics of ourselves being the most perfect couple in the world" you smiled making him smile too, he was so close that everytime he spoke, his lips crashed onto yours but you welcomed every kiss "we're going to go to that dinner, spend a nice evening with our parents and when we come back, we're not leaving that bed until tomorrow so I can show you how crazy you drive me" You laughed throwing your head back before connecting your lips with his

"That sounds like a good idea"

"It doesn't sound like a good idea, it is a good idea and that's what we're going to do if it's okay with you"

"It's perfect for me"

"Then let's go. Get yourself out of those jeans right now" You laugh pecking his lips once again before letting him go into your wardrobe. You looked at him and smiled, he was wearing white shirt and beige pants with white sneakers.

"Are you going to match our clothes?" He threw the skirt at your way jokingly and with a smile, he answered

"Of course I am. What kind of boyfriend would I be if I don't?"

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Taglist: @gaviymarcsbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld @http-isabela

[the-offside-rule]

Pablo Gavi (FCBarcelona) - Fangirl

Requested: on wattpad

Prompt: Y/n meets Gavi as a fan but he takes a liking to her

Warnings: none

Pablo sighed as he spotted the crowd forming. "Coño." He mumbled. All he wanted was a day with his family without fans. He warned his sister that Las Ramblas is possibly the worst idea, especially on a Friday. "Oh look at that. Your fans are coming. Looks like we do have time to go have a look in some shops. You however, don't have a chance." His sister joked. "You're hilarious." He replied. By the time his family had gone into the store, Pablo was swarmed. He smiled uncomfortably as their hands reached around him, their phones all focused on him. His eyes darted around, grabbing sharpies and signing aimlessly.

Y/n was one fan in the crowd. She smiled as she spotted him, before it soon took a turn. She felt just as swarmed as Gavi had and could feel her chest rise and fall rapidly. She was being squished and squeezed from every direction. She opened her mouth to tell the people to move, but nothing came out, just a strained noise. "Hey! Stop! You're going to kill her!" Y/n felt her gaze go dizzy. Before things could go further, she felt everyone move away and it was asthough everything went somewhat quieter. "Hey, let's give her some room!" He said moving one cameraman somewhat roughly. Y/n, slightly flustered, looked up and met his gaze. Gavi put his arm around her to steady her as he looked down at her, a friendly smile sat on his face. "What's your name?" He asked, breaking the ice. Y/n was in awe. "Y/n. You're Gavi." Pablo chuckled. "Yes, nice to meet you." He said. "Nice to meet you Gavi. Can I call you Gavi?" Pablo chuckled softly, shaking his head. "Call me Pablo. It feels more personal." Y/n nodded, feeling a rush of warmth at the informal invitation. "Okay, Gavi." Pablo shook his head again. "No really. Call me Pablo." She swallowed the lump in her throat as she nodded. "Okay, Pablo."

Pablo noticed Y/n's phone case; clear with a Polaroid of the Camp Nou in it. "Want me to sign it?" Y/n looked down at the phone case. She eagerly agreed, handing over her phone case. Pablo signed it, he paused for a moment, almost as if he was thinking, before continuing to write. He smiled to Y/n and handed her the phone back. Y/n looked down. Of course, she saw his signature but below it, it seemed as if he had added his phone number. She looked it confused. Y/n blinked in astonishment. "Is this?" Pablo nodded. "Just in case you ever need anything." He winked. She was at a loss for words. "It was nice meeting you, Y/n." He said, turning his attention back to his fans.As the crowd dispersed, Y/n clutched her signed phone case, feeling dumbfounded as she watched the Spaniard simply walk away.

Later that evening, Y/n found herself sitting on her bed, contemplating whether to call the number Pablo had shared. Her heart raced with a mix of excitement and nerves. After a moment of hesitation, she decided to take the leap and dialed the digits. The phone rang a few times before a familiar voice answered. "Hello?"

Y/n's heart skipped a beat as she replied, "Hi, Gavi. It's Y/n." She said. "About time! I thought you were going to ignore the number. And how many times; call me Pablo." Their warm laughter echoed through the phone. "How are you?" He asked. "I'm good. Well actually, school stuff but I'm sure you don't want to hear about that." She replied. "No, no. Talk all you want. I just want to listen to you." Her cheeks heated up. "If you insist." She smiles to herself, hearing his gentle laugh from the other side of the phone. Their conversation flowed effortlessly, spanning from soccer to shared interests and personal anecdotes. Before they knew it, hours had passed like fleeting moments and their families had gone to bed.

"You should get going. You have a game tomorrow." Y/n said. "And you have work. I hope it goes good." Pablo said. "Likewise. Goodnight Pablo." Pablo loved hearing her say his name. "Goodnight, Y/n." He retorted. They hung up and whilst the story should end here, it ends with Y/n covering her face with a pillow and giggling and then to Pablo holding his phone close to his chest with a soft smile on his face as he simply imagined her face and the pair drifting off to sleep, dreaming of their next encounter.

[pablitogavii]

Care

Summary: Before Pablo, you were in a toxic and abusive relationship so when you two play fight, you flinch and Pablo notices immediately reminding you that he would always take care of you <33

Pairing: Pablo Gavi x Reader

Warnings: slight angst/ fluffy <3

"Amor! Give me the remote!" Pablo was trying to grab the remote from your hand repeatedly to play some boring football game but you were watching your favorite Telenovela.

"Not a chance! I need to see if Juan Carlos marries Ana in this episode!" you say hiding it behind your back with your eyes glued to the screen.

"Bebé sometimes I think you love Juan Carlos more than me!" Pablo whined and you chuckled at how easily your Sevillano gets jealous, even of fictional characters.

"I do have a particular weakness for Spaniards.." you start earning a glare from your boyfriend "but I also tend to fall for angry Barça midfielders" you finished earning a smirk as he moved to sit closer.

"Lindaaa" he rubbed his nose against yours and you blushed closing your eyes waiting for the kiss but instead he grabbed the remote from your hand switching the channel.

"Pablo!!" you whine this time you trying to steal a remote from his hands while straddling his lap making smirk but still keep the remote out of your reach.

"Give it back Gavira!!" you said while he chuckled whenever you would use his full name when you get angry.

"Try and get it nena" Pablo challenged with a smirk and you pouted trying to think how to win against him knowing how much stronger he was that you. Then you came up with an idea! Tickle war! He might me toned and muscular but he is ticklish like a baby!

When you started tickling him he started to move around bringing his hand forwards to stop you but that movement made you flinch instinctively which made him stop completely shocked that you just did that.

"Amor? Hey, you okay? I was just going to grab your hand..I would never actually hurt you..why did you flinch?" Pablo felt horrible seeing your eyes fill with years. You weren't upset at him or what he did knowing that Pablo would never lay a finger at you like that, but hating the fact that after so many years it was still affecting you.

"Um..I should..I should go..I'm sorry" you got off his lap feeling horrible that you couldn't still get over what happened to you in the past not wanting to bother Pablo with it.

"No..no..no..por favor..don't leave...I can't handle you being afraid of me..I..would never hurt you.." Pablo stood up as well careful to keep his distance as to not make you flinch again and you appreciated it very much. Not many people knew how to properly handle you in these kinds of situations.

"I'm not afraid of you cariño..it was just..um..an instinct" you admitted playing with the edge of your shirt while looking down at the floor sadly. You didn't want Pablo to think you are damaged so you haven't told him anything in the past few months that you were dating.

"Can I..hold you amorcito? Please?" Pablo asked not wanting to invade your personal space until he knew that's what you wanted and you nodded smiling as his arms wrapped around your waist and he pulled you to sit back down on the couch in between his legs rested against his toned chest.

"Tell your Pablito linda..I need to know about this" Pablo said and you sighed nodding your head knowing that he was right.

"My ex hit me one time..and ever since then I flinch when someone's hand moves towards my face..I'm sorry" you say feeling even more guilty now that you said it aloud.

"You have nothing to be sorry for nena..How could someone do something like that to you? You are the sweetest most precious girl I have ever met in my life..I'm so sorry mi anjo" his hand was in your hair as he stroked it gently while your head rested on his chest and you were focused on his heartbeat while tears spilled out your eyelids and down your cheeks.

"He was very jealous..wouldn't let me go out with my friends..and that nigh I went behind his back and he got very angry..." you said and Pablo kissed the top of your head as you looked up shattering his heart when he saw your tearful eyes sparkling sadly up at him.

"Is that why you asked me if you could wear that dress when we went out with Frankie and Mikky?" Pablo said and you nodded feeling little embarrassed but the way he asked felt judgement free and you were comfortable to be honest with him.

"I want you to listen to me now princesa. In this relationship, you can wear whatever you like, you can go out with your friends, you don't have to feel like you have to ask me what you are allowed to do..I trust you..and I love you..and I know you love me..and I will make sure not to do things that might trigger you to flinch and bring back those horrible memories now that I know about it.." Pablo speaking softly while caressing your face made your tears fall faster from how comforting his words were and how safe you finally felt with a man.

"I love you so much Pablo..thank you" you nuzzled into his neck counting to softly cry while he kissed the top of your head lovingly moving his hand softly up and down your back soothingly.

"I love you too nena..you are my special girl..and I want you to feel safe when your are with me" Pablo spoke and you looked up pecking his lips softly to which he smiled.

"I do feel safe..and I should have told you earlier. I just didn't want you to think I was demanded.." you admit and he kissed your nose and then your forehead.

"We are all a little damaged nena, that's because we are human..but this doesn't make you any less perfect in my eyes I promise..if anything I think you are so brave" Pablo said drying your tears while you cuddled up to him closer smiling to yourself.

He changed the channel back to your Telenovela sitting there watching it with you for the rest of the night while holding and kissing you from time to time just to assure you that he is still right there next to you..<3

Short but very important story for me..hope you like it <3

[he4rtsforjoao]

Loyal - P.G

Pairing: Pablo Gavi x f!Reader

Summary: Pablo doesn’t like the idea of you already knowing pedri

Warnings: just hints of sex, not actual smut.

Pt2! Click here!

You were patiently waiting for Gavi to finish up in the locker room after their intense game against Real Madrid. Sitting comfortably on some small benches right at the entrance of the locker rooms, you were engrossed in your phone when suddenly, a familiar voice called out your name.

"Y/n?" You glance up and see Pedri González, an old friend from high school. "Pedri?" You stand up as he opens his arms for a hug. "How have you been!?" He steps back after the hug observing you “really good! I mean me and gavi finally got our own apartment! I suppose he’s already told you right?”

He nods and smiles, "how could he not? He reminds me every day and talks a lot about you" Hearing that gavi still talked about you, even when you weren't around, made your heart feel warm. "Only good stuff I suppose?" You let out a little laugh, trying to ease the awkwardness. "Yes of course! I Can tell he really loves you y/n."

“That makes me happy to hear! I also really lov-“ just before you can finish the sentence you see gavi walking towards you and pedri. Giving you and him a concerning look.

You and Pedri exchange awkward glances as Gavi's face contorts with anger. "Oye hermano! I was finally leaving till I saw y/n! We used to go to the same high school together" he says. You give a nod, understanding the implications Gavi is hinting at by now.

“Oh really? Y/n never told me. But I think we are gonna get going before it gets late right?” Gavi walked next to you and snaked his hand around to grip your waist tightly “yes of course! But pedri it was nice seeing you again. And good job on the victory today” He thanked you and waved bye before you and gavi walked away.

You and Gavi strolled together until you reached the parking lot where your car was waiting. "Do you want to drive, or should I?" you asked, taking out the keys from your purse. Gavi simply nodded, confirming that he wanted to take the wheel. You could sense that something had shifted his mood, but you didn't press for details. Tossing him the keys, you happily settled into the passenger seat.

The entire car ride was so quiet, something you couldn't stand. "Are you upset?" you randomly asked him, noticing how tightly he held the steering wheel, his eyes fixed on the road. He didn't respond and continued driving. Feeling a bit frustrated, you tried once more to get his attention, this time in a soft voice “Pablo? Stop ignoring me please” you ask lightly while lingering your free hands to his thigh, super close to his crotch

As you observed, he became tense and tightened his grip on the steering wheel even more. "I want you to know that I care about you, not about Pedri," he expressed, while your hand gently made contact with his clothed semi-hard erection before he finally spoke another word.

“Prove it”

[loviingpedri]

you belong with me

prompt: pedri x gavira!reader

warnings: cursing, google translated sentences, grammar issues, not proofread

credits to owners for images

it always has been pedri. from the day you made eye contact with him, there was no other boy. the only problem was that he was best friends with your brother, pablo gavira. pablo made it clear that you were off-limits to his friends. it fucking hurt that you couldn’t be with pedri. both of you made efforts to get over each other by seeing other people, but you still ended up in his bed when night came.

“y/n, the game is about to start.” your sister, aurora, was the only person in your family that knew. well, you didn’t want her to find out until she walked into you and pedri having a heavy makeout session.

“yeah, i’m coming.” even though you proudly wore pablo’s number 30, sometimes you wished it was number 8. pedri gave you his jersey as a gift, but you knew you couldn’t wear it. aurora kissed your cheek as you traced the lines of his name, then to the 8.

“let’s go. you won’t be making it obvious if you’re in the stands.”

-

nothing feels more special then walking into spotify camp nou. as you made your way into your seats with aurora, it was a lucky time to watch your favorite boys warm up. during the warm-ups, pedri would sneak a few winks or some kind of flirty look. today was different. he only looked at you once, and his body language was off towards you. it didn’t matter though, gavi would still be smiling at his two siblings.

the game was intense. you constantly jumped out of your seat when a goal was about to be scored. at the 79th minute, pedri scored a goal. the stadium roared with cheers. only during goals was the only time you felt that you could show off your ‘boyfriend’.

that thought was quickly shoved over when pedri pointed at a girl who looked the exact opposite of you with a smile. he made a heart with his hands followed by a wink. your heart dropped. you were no longer wanted to be in the stadium. aurora gave you an ‘oh shit’ look. it was never official that you two were a couple. although, he made it official that every goal he made was dedicated to you. even if it was a secret, god damn did it hurt. it hurt more that you couldn’t run away. it was only right you stood in place, not moving a single muscle.

after the game ended in a victory for barca, you and aurora wasted no time to leave. hell, you two ran out of there. all of the sobs were released when you were in the cry. aurora tried her best to drive home, but it was no use. she hugged you as tight as she could in your bed. you’ve cried for about an hour until gavi came home.

“hey guys, are you coming to the party?” gavi seemed so happy after the victory. it disappeared after he saw you crying. “what happened? what’s going on?” you shook your head. today was not the day he found out. he joined his siblings into the hug, even if he was confused.

“i think i’m going to miss it today. i’m not feeling good.” you managed to finally speak after crying your entire soul out.

gavi shook his head. “you should go. maybe it’ll make you feel better. having a bit of fun doesn’t hurt.” making eye contact with your sister was the worst idea. you knew she had something in mind with her smirk.

-

fully convinced to go, actually dragged to go, you managed to pull off the ‘bad bitch’ look aurora promised. it didn’t even look like you cried into your brother and sister’s shoulders for hours.

gavi was finally able to drive yall to the parties. he was mostly relieved because he didn’t have to sit in the backseat while listening to your horrible carpool karaoke. instead, he would have a distraction. after enduring the traumatic singing, partying was an easy way to ease your mind.

an introduction wasn’t needed for the team. if anything, the family was known as the gavira triplets for sticking around together. you couldn’t lie, this shit was fun. until, pedri walked in with a girl all over him. everyone seemed fine, but only the people who knew about the relationship got awkward. you got the feeling to go home, but you didn’t wanna disappoint anyone. maybe standing next to your brother was the wrong move. of course pedri would go up to him first. pedri tried to greet you with a hug, but it was quickly exchanged for a hand shake. you needed a drink after the interaction. excusing yourself, you quickly made your way to the bar.

“i’ve never seen you drink in front of the team.” pedri came up behind you.

“that’s none of your business.” you shot him a fake smile.

“why are you acting like this?” this motherfucker has got to think harder.

“i don’t know pedri, why am i acting like this?” the sarcastic tone irked him to the max.

“can we talk outside?” this was not going to go well. in the end, it was either going to be the last conversation or it was going to leave you in his bed. you couldn’t even face him outside.

“what’s going on with you? we were just fine two days ago.”

“wow pedri, you noticed how it was two days ago. well, within two days, you decided to go see someone else.”

“what the hell are you talking about y/n. we aren’t dating. we can never be together.” shit, those words hurt. the conversation was never suppose to go into a yelling spree. it felt like a screaming session.

“if you know we can’t be together, then don’t go fucking around.”

“are you serious? you gave in. this was never suppose to last this long.” you couldn’t believe what you were hearing.

“you were the one being a horny fuck. you fucking played me. i know we can’t be together, but that never meant i didn’t love you.” tears were forming in both of your eyes.

“well guess what, i had to get over you. i loved you too y/n.”

the emotional moment was shut down by gavi. fuck. gavi heard your last sentence, but it only angered him more when pedri admitted his feelings too.

“what?” gavi was in a form of shock. both you and pedri looked at him, both hearts dropping. the relationship was fucked up from the moment it started. you knew gavi would find out, but it wasn’t a way you wanted it to go. it was like every family member would find out in the least joyful ways. “what the fuck? you were messing around with my sister this whole time?” gavi started to walk closer, his face turning red. you tried to get him to back up, but it was unsuccessful since a punch was thrown right at pedri. you screamed in panic while aurora walked out seeing the punch. she grabbed you to go home even after your begging to stay. you never knew someone could cry so many times today. hell, you didn’t even know you could cry this much.

-

none of your siblings have seen you for days. during their work/practice hours, you would eat but other than that, you stayed locked in your room.

aurora had come home early while you were eating. you didn’t feel like abandoning her so you decided to talk to her. after catching up on some things, the big questions were starting to come up.

“how’s gavi? i didn’t really see his reaction.” your energy suddenly left your body. your appetite was lost. worry was running around you.

“gavi is okay. i knew he would calm down eventually. he said he’s not going to talk to pedri unless you worked it out with him.”

“i don’t know if i wanna talk to him. shit got so messy within 30 seconds.”

“you should. xavi made him stay home. he’s recovering his black eye.” you didn’t mean to laugh. it was only funny since he got his karma. you were about to answer until gavi walked through the door. after staring at each other for at least a minute, he finally hugged you. aurora went into her room since a private conversation was about to begin.

“Cómo estás?” he finally spoke to you. he was fidgeting with his fingers which indicated he was nervous.

“está bien. y tú?” he nodded in response. “are you hurt from the fight?” you didn’t know how to open the conversation. actually, you didn’t even know what to talk about.

he laughed at you a little. “no, pedri never hit me. he just let it happen. it was only one punch until we were pulled apart.” it was starting to get awkward. there were so many things to say, but you didn’t know what to start with at first.

“are you mad?”

“what? i mean, yes i was. at first, i’m not mad anymore. i was just worried about you. pedri keeps asking, but i didn’t even know what was happening. i think you should talk to him.”

“aurora said that too. i plan to, but i don’t know what to say.” gavi nodded at you again. he wished you good luck before walking away.

-

you were sick to your stomach on the way to pedri’s house. overthinking made your stomach turn. there was so many different outcomes. what if he didn’t even open the door. what if he doesn’t wanna talk to you. the nerves were really kicking in when you pulled into his drive way. deeps breaths. inhale and exhale.

knocking on his door with your sweaty hands was the hardest thing to do. it was the last chance to run before he even saw you. once he opened the door, you instantly knew he had been a mess. eye bags were staring right at you. him being half asleep. water still on his face from the ice pack.

“pedri.” you looked at him concerned. he pulled you into a hug before you could say anything else.

“i’m so sorry. please tell me you’re doing okay.”

“yeah, i’m okay. you look like a hot mess pedri.”

he nodded in agreement. “you see, it wouldn’t be this bad if i didn’t get punched in the face. but i deserved it.” you shared some laughs with him while he welcomed you into his home.

“so, have you talked to gavi?” gavi kept his conversation short with you. you still couldn’t read his facial expression if he approved or not.

“yeah i did. we only had one conversation. he actually said it was fine for us to be together.” this was the first time pedri had a genuine smile after days. he wasn’t sure if you still felt the same way for him, but he was happy that there was nobody stopping him from being with you. you sat on his couch in deep thoughts. pedri was scared that you might quit on him.

“we finally got our answer pedri. can you handle dating me though?” you finally spoke. pedri pulled you into another hug.

“hell yeah i can. you belong with me.”

[pensat-i-fet]

Dealing with the enemy (Pablo Gavi x Reader)

Part 2

**A little enemies to lovers request. Hope you guys enjoy it 😉 I loved writing it!**

Word count: 2955

Masterlist

Wattpad

The red carpet was your least favourite part about being an actress. You got so nervous that you just ended up saying a lot of stupid things while pretending you were not nervous at all. And that’s why everyone wanted to talk to you. They got great headlines.

“So, you got a lot of new fans when the first season premiered. Are you expecting another big boost to your Instagram following with season 2?”

“It’s not something I care about. I appreciate all my fans but I’m not counting the followers or something like that”.

“But some your fans are very famous too”, said another reporter. “We’ve seen a lot of football players have their eye on you”.

You just laughed and rolled your eyes playfully. “Yeah, I guess”.

“Anyone sliding into your DMs? Come on, we won’t believe you if you say no”.

“I guess there is one or two that have sent a hello or something”, you giggled. “But some don’t seem to get I’m a Madrid fan. I don’t care about my rivals”.

That message was directed to one player in particular. Gavi. You noticed he started to follow you a couple of months ago and he was liking all your photos. But recently, he sent you a DM too. Even though you didn’t follow him back or liked any of his posts. You just left him on read.

“And what about Madrid players? Can they DM you?”

“Can you name names?”

“I don’t want to embarrass anyone, guys”.

You looked at one of the cameras and winked. “At least I won’t leave them on read”.

Your publicist took you away from the cameras. You were getting too playful and she knew you were going to mess up soon.

And also, you had lied. Of course, you liked seeing Madrid players following you but you didn’t fancy any of them. Those who were single and close to your age just didn’t do it for you. Sadly. Why did the cute player have to play for your rivals?

**

Pablogavi: you leave me on read but mention me in interviews? Is that how you flirt?

You stared at the new DM. The nerve this kid had.

Yourusername: are you stalking me now? And who says I’m talking about you?

Pablogavi: rival player left on read.

Yourusername: maybe it’s someone else from your team. Or someone from Atlético.

Now it was his turn to leave you on read and that didn’t sit right with you.

Yourusername: I see you’re a sore loser off the pitch too.

Pablogavi: want me to give you tickets for the next Clásico so you can see who the real losers are?

Yourusername: no thank you. I don’t want to be seen at your stadium. I’ve got a reputation.

Pablogavi: I’ll dedicate my goal to you anyway.

That really was the moment to stop chatting with him. He was getting too cocky getting your attention. Also, him scoring at El Clásico? Sure it’ll happen.

**

But it did. It did happen. Gavi scored and your frustration was double that of normal. Not only was it the final goal that confirmed Barça were beating Madrid again, but he actually dedicated it to you.

When you saw him running to the camera, you rolled your eyes. But then he pointed at it and said “te lo dije” (I told you so) with a little wink and you almost threw the remote to the tv.

After the match, you checked the new movies on Netflix and picked one just so you could forget about the match. But then one of your friends sent you a link to a video.

PaulaGmz: I think this is about you 😂😂

You opened the link, curious about what it could be and found a post-match interview that Gavi had done. Your friend was the only one who knew about your conversations with him, so you took a deep breath before hitting the play button. Hoping for the worst.

“Yes, the dedication was for a friend who didn’t want to come to the match. She was worried about her team losing and, well, I guess she had a reason for it. So I told her I would dedicate my goal against her team to her. And I always keep my promises”.

His final wink to the camera both annoyed you and made you feel something you didn’t want to feel. No no no, you weren’t going to allow yourself to have a little crush on this arrogant prick. No…or maybe just a small one? Ugh!

**

For the next few months, you were busy doing more filming for season 3 of your show. Season 2 had been another absolute success and the show was confirmed for another two seasons immediately.

Fans were obsessed with creating their own theories about it since it had a whodunit element. And those fans included mister Gavira, who would randomly DM you his theories.

Pablogavi: it’s not your character who did it. It’s too obvious.

Pablogavi: or wait. Are they making it too obvious so we think it’s too obvious and look somewhere else?

You couldn’t help but smile reading his silly comments. And yes, they were making it too obvious on purpose. It was your character who had been organizing everything. But she wasn’t alone.

Yourusername: if I told you, I’d have to kill you to protect the secret.

Pablogavi: nah, you like my pretty face too much. You wouldn’t hurt me.

Not this again.

Pablogavi: Pedri keeps asking about you liking that comment, you know? He thinks we would make a great couple.

Yourusername: is he blind?

One night, you were coming back from an event where you had a couple of glasses of champagne. You didn’t normally drink, so a couple of sips were too much for you. And when you couldn’t sleep, you went on Instagram and somehow (you knew how) ended up on Gavi’s page. He had posted a photo from a Nike campaign that day and his friends were laughing at him because of the poses. Pedri wrote several posts bantering and, because of the stupid champagne, you liked the one that said “such a pretty boy. Such a pretty face”.

By the time you realised it had happened, Gavi had already seen it and he wouldn’t stop talking about it whenever you two messaged each other.

Pablogavi: are you coming to the next Clásico, then? It’s at your stadium. No excuses.

Yourusername: I’ll be there, ready to see you lose.

Pablogavi: wanna bet?

You knew you should say no. Nothing good could come out of this but Gavi made you stop thinking clearly.

Yourusername: sure.

Pablogavi: if Madrid wins, I’ll leave you alone.

What? Why was there a part of you hoping your team won’t win? He was really making you go mad.

Yourusername: and if we lose?

Pablogavi: you’ll go on a date with me.

He could see you had read the message but…should you accept?

Yourusername: no. That’s not fair. The team might win without you playing or doing well but you get the reward. Not fair.

Pablogavi: what do I get if we win, then?

Yourusername: if you win…nothing. If you score…find me after the match and I’ll give you the kiss you’ve been dreaming about for months.

Pablogavi: deal!

**

Gavi was absolutely buzzing while warming up at the Bernabeu. As if he needed more motivation for a Clásico, your little bet made him even more eager to win. And of course, to score.

The team started the match really well and got an early goal. But he had to stay further away from the goal than usual because of the orders Xavi had given him. So when the second goal was scored, he talked to his coach during half-time and got his approval to play in an attacking position during the second half.

But the goal still didn’t arrive. You were in the stands, annoyed at the 0-2 score but also secretly hoping your little DM frenemy could score the third. If you had to see your team lose to their biggest rivals, again, at least you should get a little kiss from it. It was only fair.

The fourth referee signalled there were going to be 5 minutes of added time. And you saw people leaving the stadium already. And because of that, they missed the third goal. The goal that Gavi scored.

He couldn’t believe it had finally happened. The closer the match got to the end, the more certain he was that his chance had gone. Madrid had gotten the ball and dominated possession, so Barça didn’t even have many chances to score in the final 20 minutes of the game. But on the second one they had, he put the ball on the back of the net.

His celebration was a bit over the top and people just thought it was because of the rivalry between the two teams. But no, he was just thinking about the bet he had won.

He looked at the stands, trying to find you. But couldn’t see you anywhere. That was ok. He was going to see you soon.

**

You told Gavi to meet you in the area that was near where the families waited for the players. And when he took so long to get there, you started to worry that he would stand you up. He wouldn’t dare…right?

You were about to leave when you noticed someone behind you, but before you had time to turn around, that same someone put his hands over your eyes.

“Who am I?”

“A player from a small team that got lucky today?”, you said, trying not to show the nerves you were feeling.

“Oh, I got very lucky today. You’re right about that”.

When Gavi removed his hands from your face, you turned to face him. It was the first time you two saw each other in person and you wanted to curse him for being even more attractive up close.

“I think you owe me a kiss?”

“Maybe I changed my mind and I’ll slap you instead”.

He laughed at your comment, moving even closer. “That little blush on your face tells me you would prefer the kiss. But if you want to slap me as foreplay, I might let you do it. You’re very sexy when you get all feisty”.

His words only made you blush more. And you were sure he could hear your heart beating extra fast. But he also thought you could hear how fast his heart was beating.

You finally took matters into your own hands and grabbed the sides of his face before you leaned in to kiss him. It was a rough kiss. The sexual tension you had been building up for months with your texting poured on to the kiss. You didn’t even know how long you were kissing for before you were caught by one of his teammates.

“Oh! Crap! Sorry!...wait! Aren’t you that actress Gavi is obsessed with?”

“Obsessed, huh?”, you said, raising your eyebrows.

“I think you just showed me the feeling is mutual, baby”, he whispered in your ear while his teammate left.

“I’m an actress”, you shrugged.

“Yeah, and you’re good. But you’re not that good”.

With a final peck, he left to follow his teammate. Not without turning to tell you that you’d see each other soon.

And you couldn’t believe how much you hoped that was true.

**

The kiss had changed things but also really hadn't. You were still stuck in Madrid while Gavi was in Barcelona, so you couldn't see each other. But the banter on your texts had changed a bit. It got a little…spicier. And you moved from Instagram to WhatsApp.

Gavi found it hilarious that you would give him your phone number but still refused to follow him on Instagram.

The success of your show meant a lot of cool opportunities for you. And one of them was being the face of a perfume. You had done the campaign with a fellow actor and it was time for you to do the promotion.

On press day, you spent the entire day going from one interview to another. It got to the point where you literally lost track of how many times you had changed outfits.

For one of the bigger interviews, you were given a pretty revealing dress. The campaign was very sexy, so the wardrobe for the press tour had to match that vibe.

When you were left alone backstage, you took a photo and sent it to Gavi.

Pablo: Jesus! Send that with a warning. I'm having dinner with my family and they think I'm having a heart attack.

You: so you like it?

Pablo: I'd like it better if you were here with me and I could take it off you.

You: keep dreaming.

Pablo: I'll dream about you in this dress, yes.

You were biting your lip reading his messages. Even if you were confident, your self-esteem wasn't always at its highest. But reading his reaction, and imagining his face when he saw the photo, gave you the confidence to go to the red carpet and show everyone how sexy you were.

But still, the red carpet remained your least favourite place.

**

"You two look stunning!", said the reporter. "And oh my Lord that advert. It was the hottest thing I've seen in a while. How was making the ad?"

Roberto, the actor you are in the campaign with answered for you. "Well, when you have such a gorgeous woman next to you, it's even easier. No acting needed".

He looked you up and down and even though you felt a bit uncomfortable, you just played along. "Yeah. It was a very easy job".

When you finally finished all the interviews on the red carpet, you grabbed your phone to post some of the photos of the event on Instagram.

You were also expecting more texts from Gavi. You two were constantly sending things to each other but there were none. Maybe he had gone to bed early.

**

Gavi had been following your day of events on social media. He couldn't get enough of how stunning you looked. And now he had actually seen you in person, now he had been able to kiss you…yes, he couldn't get enough of you.

It killed him that you two lived far away and he didn't get to see you often. He wanted to take you out on dates, to spend hours bantering with you in person, not through text. But he knew he would have to wait until the end of the season for that.

When he saw the way the guy who did the campaign with you acted around you, he wasn't pleased. He kept on touching your arm and your back. And then when he was asked about the ad and answered that…

The jealousy Gavi was feeling was too much. He knew it. You weren't even together. You had kissed once and that was that. But he couldn't stand seeing more of those videos. So he put his phone away and went to bed.

**

You had noticed Gavi had stopped texting as much and wanted to ask him why. But you didn't want to sound desperate to him. His ego was big enough.

You: not sure I want you to win or lose tomorrow. Trying to work out if I hate your team more or less than Atleti.

Pablo: want to do another bet?

Seeing this playful side of him back made you happy.

You: I guess 🥱

Pablo: if I score, I take you on a date.

You: and if you don't?

Pablo: you take me on a date.

You: that doesn't sound right.

Pablo: you know what else isn't right?

You: 🤷

Pablo: that I still can't call you mine.

You read and reread his last message, feeling your chest tightening.

You: then do something about it.

**

The match ended on a draw, and Gavi scored once again.

He had asked permission to stay in Madrid after the match, since they had a couple of days off. It really was the best opportunity.

Even though he was supposed to take you on a date, you were the one who invited him to your place after the match. You didn't want to deal with the press seeing you together and making a big deal out of it.

When he got there, he kissed your cheek and you led him to the table where your dinner was.

"Did you cook that for me?"

"I ordered it. But it's the thought that counts, right?"

He laughed and you both started to eat. Gone was the banter. Replaced by the tension you both felt.

"I was jealous the other day", he said, surprising you.

"Why?"

"That actor you were doing a press day with. He just couldn't stop touching you and insinuating there was something between you two".

"Yeah", you said nonchalantly. "He was pretty annoying".

Gavi stared at you. His look was so intense, you could read all the feelings he was trying to communicate to you.

"Be my girlfriend".

"Why should I?"

"Because you felt the same connection I felt when we kissed. Because you haven't been able to stop thinking about that moment, like I haven't. And because I don't just want to call you mine. I want you to go on those red carpets, alone or with other people, and tell everyone I'm yours".

"But you play for Barça…", you teased.

"You can wear my shirt when I play for Spain".

"Deal!"

[httpsdana]

𝐔𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬~𝐀 𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐭 𝟒

summary: Barça players and talented footballers. Souls meet and sparks fly. But there's always a twist when it comes to love isn't there?

pairing: Ferran Torres x Gonzalez!Reader

warnings: cursing, slight age gap, angst

previous part -> next part

"come on pleasee" Pedri nearly begged.

"Pedro I don't feel like going out tonight, just drop it" y/n rolled her eyes.

They were at their parents' house, and Pedri got a call from one of his friends that they're going out for some drinks

Fernando walked into the room, rolling his eyes at the twins that always seem to be fighting

"what is it now?" he asked

"Gavi called me and told me they're going out for some drinks. y/n won't agree on coming with me" Pedri said, making y/n huff.

"who's gonna be there?" Fer asked, making y/n look at him suspiciously

"well Gavi and Ferran for sure, probably Fermin and Felix too. I'm pretty sure Raphinha is bringing his wife with him, so y/n should go too" he whined

Fernando looked at y/n with a knowing look when Pedri said Ferran's name, y/n's eyes widened while she shook her head quickly at Fernando.

"she'll go. get up" he pulled her on her feet, while Pedri smiled. y/n groaned and followed Fernando to her room.

"why did you do that? I don't feeling like talking to anyone today" she said annoyed.

"this is your chance to get closer to Ferran without it being too suspicious to Pedri" he said, opening the closet she had and looking for something she can wear

"who even told you that I want to become close with him" she lied, knowing that's the thing she wants the most

"just shut up and wear this" Fer threw a tiny dress she forgot she had on her and walked out of the room

"god i hate you" she let out a sigh, and got in the uncomfortable dress her brother had thrown on her.

When she finished she started working on her hair. She only showered it yesterday so she left it down and went to her make up. Nothing too special just the base and some eyeliner with her favorite lip combo.

When she finished, she sprayed one of her favorite perfumes on and took a deep breath before walking back to the living room where Pedri was.

"you look good. let's go now, they're waiting for us" Pedri said, walking out of the door.

y/n waved at Fernando and yelled a goodbye to her parents.

"will there be too many people?" y/n asked, her anxiety already building up.

"I'm not sure, but like we're going to a club so obviously there will be many people" Pedri shrugged, making y/n internally groan

"just enjoy hermana. everyone will love you" he looked at her with a smile, before turning and continuing his drive.

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"this is my sister y/n" Pedri introduced her, as soon as they arrived at the table his friends were sat at.

"you didn't tell us you had a sister. nice to meet you y/n, I'm Pablo. just call me Gavi" he shook her hand immediately, while she gave him an awkward smile.

Fact is she knew everyone already, but of course no one knew her.

"ohh you play on the barca femini team right?" Fermin Lopez said, making her smile a bit. She appreciated that someone actually knew who she was.

She nodded with a smile, while Fermin smiled back at her.

Meanwhile Ferran was watching every interaction between the two of them, and for some reason bothered with it.

He was a bit disappointed when she didn't greet him, not knowing that she was trying her best not to look at him just because of how captivating he was.

"why don't you go get a drink and loosen up?" Pedri suggested, noticing that she was sitting awkwardly and not talking to anyone.

y/n wanted to say no, but she also wanted to get away from all the people around her, so she nodded and got up.

Ferran's eyes followed her to the bar, confused why she got up

"where did she go?" he whispered in Pedri's ear

"just to get some drinks" he shrugged, not thinking much of it.

y/n ordered a coke, and waiting for the bartender to make her drink.

"hey pretty one. can I buy you a drink?" a voice from behind her said. She froze when she didn't recognize the voice, and swallowed the lump that has formed in her throat.

She looked behind her and saw a creepy tall man, with muscles and tattoos all over his arms.

She shook her head and turned back, hoping the bartender would hurry up.

At the same time, Ferran noticed the guy that approached y/n, and got up from his seat immediately when he saw the uncomfortable look on her face.

"come on. it's just a drink" he said, standing too close that she felt his presence intrusively invading her personal space.

An overwhelming sense of panic and unease washed over her when she felt his hand on her waist. Her breath was shallow and a knot was forming in her stomach.

All she wanted to do was push him away, but she seemed to be frozen and can't move.

"hey babe. did you get your drink yet?" a familiar voice said from behind her. The man behind her moving away quickly.

She let out a shaky breath, turning to see Ferran standing there with a worried expression on his face

"you okay?" he asked, taking small steps closer to her.

"I just need to get some air" she whispered pushing past him and getting out of the club

She stood outside, her heart felt like it was about to burst out of her chest, pounding so loud she could almost hear it. Every breath was a struggle, as if the air had turned thick and suffocating.

She clutched her chest, feeling the tight grip of anxiety squeezing her. The world around her seemed to blur as her mind raced with fearful thoughts, making it hard to focus on anything else. She desperately tried to find a sense of calm, but the panic had taken hold, leaving her feeling helpless and overwhelmed.

Ferran ran behind her, seeing her struggle to breath. He sat her down against the wall, cupping her cheeks in his hands and trying to look her in the eyes.

"hey look at me. Take a deep breath. You're safe now preciosa" he said softly, his voice soothing. (precious)

y/n felt his calming presence in front of her, as the blur in her eyes was starting to disappear. Ferran guided her through a breathing exercise, until she was able to breath normally.

His hands still on her cheeks, as she looked up at him with appreciation, unable to speak any word.

He smiled down at her, his thumb running over her cheekbones as he looked closely into her brown eyes.

He brought her face closer to his, pressing a small kiss on her forehead and hugging her securely

y/n couldn't fight the urge to not hug him back, and wrapped her arms tightly around his muscular torso. She couldn't help the tears that started to stream down her face. Ferran was giving her a sense of security she had never felt in her life. And that was terrifying considering she only knew him for a little while now

"don't cry precosia. you're safe and no one will hurt you" he whispered in her hair, his fingers running down from her head to her back, rubbing it calmly.

He pulled her head away from his neck, running his fingers under her eyes to wipe her tears away.

"do you want me to take you home?" he asked her, his hands never letting go of her face

She nodded her head slowly, before Ferran got up and pulled her up with him.

"let's just tell Pedri" he said, grabbing her hand and pulling her inside with him.

"Pedri. I'm leaving and y/n said she's tired so I'm taking her to her apartment is that okay?" he asked, although Pedri was looking half drunk already

"yeah yeah. just take care of the road" he nodded, giving his sister a pat on the shoulder before the two walked to Ferran's car

The ride to y/n's apartment was silent, only the faint music of the radio playing in the background while y/n helped Ferran reach her apartment. When he did, he turned the car off and looked at y/n.

She didn't want to be alone at the moment. So she acted on her intuition.

"do you wanna stay a bit. maybe we can watch a movie or something..." she said hesitantly, seeing how Ferran's face lightened up a bit

"are you sure? i really don't want to make you uncomfortable or something" he said, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand

"please, I don't wanna be alone right now" she said in a low voice, making Ferran's heart break slightly at the girl in front of him

"of course I'll stay precosia" he said with a small smile

[gav1whore9]

Trying out something new

Pablo gavi x Reader smut

Warning: smut

Author’s note : hey guys this took me kind of long and this wasn’t I request actually I saw an top less pic of gavi and I mean have you seen his abs 😫. Also thank you so much for 100 followers I am sooo thankful for all the support ♥️♥️

Any way I hope you like this one Enjoy 💕🧚🏼‍♂️

,,babe?" i shout out to my boyfriend, waiting for him to come out of the shower. i would've joined him but i was too lazy to get up and in the shower. Gavi walks out of the bathroom. a white towel is wrapped around his waist, making me look at his trained abs. this man is fucking hot. i think i wanna try something new. "Harmosa?" Gavi asks, catching me zoning out.

"sorry, i was just having an idea.." "what is it?" "i wanna try something new." "so?" "yeah, it's something sexually." "i'm down." "I hate you" i laugh, falling back onto the bed. "mhh no you don't. so, tell me. what do me. what do you wanna do?" "abs riding." "uhh, that's something different." he smirks, still standing right in front of the bed. "yeah, but if you don't want to we can-' "shut up and take your clothes off." "ohh, someone's a bad boy."

i tease, while taking off my hoodie plus sweatpants. the tension between us gets heated. i lay on the bed naked, watching gavi coming on top of me. he is looking down at me, just staring for a minute. i dig my hands into his fluffy brown hair and pull him down. a kiss connects us. we use our tongues to make the pleasure bigger, and hell yes, it's working. Gavi turns us around, now i am on top. i pull away to sit down on his abs.

i open my legs over them and place my pussy here and there to find the right position. i finally feel the perfect spot to rub my clit on. light moans leave my mouth as i begin to move. Gavi digs his fingers into my hips, making my moans louder. "fuck gavi" i mutter while placing my hands on his chest for support.

"mhh.. you look so beautiful when you moan my name." he says, licking his lips. He moves me back and forth, faster and faster. his abs get more tense, and i can feel my climax coming.,,gavi- i'm- i'm close" i whimper under my breath.

his hands move up to my breasts and begin to squeeze them. my eyes close, after i let my head fall back into my neck. the knot in my stomach lets loose and i release all of my cum.,,wow, you dirty slut making a mess on me, huh?" Gavi groans, slowing down.

,,mhmm.." all of sudden, gavi grabs me by my hips again and turns us over. he's on top again, looking into my eyes. he begins to kiss my neck, leaving marks.,,gavi.." i let out a deep breath. his wet kisses move down to my collarbone, making me shiver. he sucks on one of my nipples, while massaging the other one.

i bite my under lip, watching him as He leaves kisses all over my body, to make me more secure, he knows that i'm really insecure about my body, especially about my belly.,,you're so beautiful, y'know that, right?" Gavi whispers, placing more kisses further down my stomach.

i blush at his words. but the smile disappears as i feel him opening my legs. the cold air hits my soaked pussy again. i shiver, looking down at gavi. he moves in between my tights. i can feel his tongue licking up my folds, holding the eye contact. i moan again. "Gavi i-" "sh, be quiet." "b-but what are you doing this for?" i mutter, digging my nails into his hair"i just wanna pleasure my girlfriend, okay?" he hums against my skin. ,,okay?" he hums against my skin. the vibration sends chills all over my body. i grab onto his hair tighter, while opening my mouth.

no moan comes out of it, i can just focus on him right now. everything else is leaving my mind. his tongue flicks my clit aggressively. "shit gavi" i almost scream. two of his his fingers slide into me. my moans get louder, until i feel the knot in my stomach again. i close my legs out of a reflex. Gavi's strong hands open them, making me arch my back. he curls his fingers inside of me, getting me closer to my climax. i release, once again

Gavi pulls out his fingers and licks them clean, falling onto the bed beside me. i'm still breathing heavily, my legs shake. "holy shit." i mumble, looking into his eyes. "that was amazing." i continue. "glad you liked it" gavi says, facing me too. "nahh you were terrible." i tease. "ouch, that hurt." Gavi whines dramatic, with his hand on his chest. i let out a loud laugh, cuddling into his chest

[milawritesstuff]

jealous gavi smut?!?? I love ur fics/blurbs (idk the name of it I’m sorry) but it’s so GOOD !!

A/N: I can totally picture Gavi being super jealous of any girl he brings around the team bc he’s the youngest and ppl try to underestimate him. Don’t you think?

Warnings: ⚠️ Smut

•••

You and Pablo arrived hand in hand to Camp Nou for the game. Pablo had been injured and he had not been cleared to return yet. He put his arm around your shoulder as the two of you sat down. Pablo turned over to look at you and planted a kiss on your forehead with a smile.

The two of you had been dating for months but had only been public for a few weeks. Your relationship was still new to many who didn’t know the two of you closely.

“Everyone is watching.” You told Pablo. You could feel the eyes of the club’s fans looking over at your section. “Do you care?” He asked. You shook your head. You didn’t care if others saw but you were hesitant about what they would say. Many didn’t like that you were dating Gavi and found anything to hate on you for. You knew Pablo didn’t understand this and that he was actually annoyed you had even said anything because he didn’t understand why you wanted to keep things a secret in the beginning. In fact the subject had been the cause of many fights between the two of you. “Who are you trying to hide me from?” Had asked Gavi.

After the game the two of you went to to the locker rooms for Pablo to greet his teammates. As you waited outside for him you heard a familiar voice behind you. It was Ferran.

“Hola guapa.” He said as he took you into a hug.

“Great game Fer.” You responded with a double kiss on either cheek.

“How’s Pablo?” He asked. “Eager to return.” You chuckled.

The two of you stood talking there for a few minutes until Pablo came back out. Ferran and Pablo exchanged greetings before Ferran said goodbye to you. “Take care, guapa. See you soon.”

Pablo was quiet on the walk to his car until he finally broke the silence. “How long have you known Ferran?” He asked as he opened the door to his car for you. “Since we were little kids. Our families would spend summer holidays together.” You explained.

Pablo remained silent. “Did you two ever date?” He finally asked.

“No.” You answered point blank. “Why?”

“I don’t like the way he looks at you.” He finally admitted. “You have nothing to worry with Ferran, trust me. Apart from a makeout session years ago, he’s like a brother.”

Pablo clenched his teeth and turned over to take a quick look at you as he drove. “Wait, you hadn’t told me about this before.”

“It was nothing Pablo. We were drunk teenagers on holiday and it just happened.”

“Well did you like it?” Continued Pablo.

“Come on Pablo. I don’t even remember it. We were too drunk.”

“So what if you did like it?”

“The fact that I don’t remember it says a lot, I think.” You said with a chuckle.

“You think it’s funny?” He asked.

“Calm down Pablo, it’s just weird to talk to you about this. You’re my boyfriend and nothing in the past should matter now.”

Pablo was clearly upset. You could see his furrowed eyebrows and the way his nose scrunched up as he gripped on to the steering wheel so hard his knuckles were turning white.

You placed your hand on his thigh catching him off guard. “Would you like for me to show you that you have nothing to worry about?” You asked as you licked your lips and moved your hand up higher.

He turned over to look at you with eyes wide open. “I’m driving Y/N, don’t do this to me right now.” The rest of the drive home felt as if Pablo was driving 1000 miles per hour. His hand over yours.

As soon as you stepped into his house Pablo grabbed your hand and led you towards his room. “Let me show you that you won’t need anyone but me.” He said in a hungry voice as he pulled your shirt up and threw it on the ground.

Before you knew it you were laying on Pablo’s bed and he was leaving trails of kisses down your chest and eventually landed right on your core. With a few licks of his tongue Pablo had you yelling out his name. “Pablo…” you whimpered. “Say my name baby. Who else can make you feel like this?”

You whimpered at the feeling of his tongue darting in and out of you. You loved how hungry he was every time the two of you were alone. He held you legs open as he placed small kisses on your thighs. “Just you, Pablo.” You finally responded.

Before you could say anything else Pablo went back to your clit. With little nibbles he caused you to lose control. Your hips began to buck up “stop!” He said as he tried to hold you down. “Pablo, please.” You pleaded which caused a smirk to show on his face.

“I hate the way they all look at you.” He went on as he moved up your body. “Who?” You were caught off guard. “My teammates, every time I bring you around, one of them has to be clinging on to you.” He took one of your nipples in his mouth as he kneaded the other with his cold hands. “Pablo you’re exaggerating, but even if they were you’re the one I go home with.” You tried to reassure him but today Gavi wasn’t having it.

He grabbed your hands and placed them above your head. His lips immediately attached to your neck where he began to leave small bites. You could feel him getting harder as he grinded onto you, his dick trying to push itself out of his underwear. “Pablo you’re going to leave marks on my neck.”

“That’s exactly what I want to do.” He said. “I want them all to know you’re mine.” I want you to remember who makes you become a moaning mess when you look at your neck in the mirror. “Pablo, please. Stop teasing.”

“I’m not teasing baby girl. I just want you to remember how it will feel if you can’t have me, if you leave me for anyone else.” His lips now back on your breast. “I’m not leaving Gavi.” You reassure him.

He dips two fingers inside of you causing you to gasp. “Gavi, more.” You plead. He takes his fingers out of you and brings them up to his mouth before sucking them dry. The pure vision of this makes your core tingle. “Pablo, please fuck me.”

“Tell me who you belong to Y/N” he says with lustful eyes on you.

“Pablo Gavira.”

“Who makes you come over and over again?”

“You, Gavi. Nobody else.”

Finally he hears what he had been longing to hear and thrusts into you. He groans as you open your legs even wider. You need all of him inside of you. He goes in harder and deeper each time. He’s rough tonight. He slaps your ass and proceeds to pull your hair. This makes you moan, the pain excites you.

The way his abs lead the perfect trail to his dick and the way his hips push himself into you. How could you ever want to miss this view? He pulls out of you and asks for you to turn around. Your knees on the bed as you lean forward and open yourself to him. He goes in again but this time faster. He grabs onto your hips and thrusts faster and faster. He’s becoming sloppier but you don’t want it to end. He is able to go in deeper in this position and you love to feel him being this aggressive. His hand reached for your clit as he continues to thrust into you. He forms small circles around you which drives you crazy. “Pablo.” You moan.

“Say my name.” He says in between whimpers. He pulls your hair one last time which sends you in overdrive. “Pablo Gavira. I love how you fuck me.” Your last sentence sends HIM in overdrive. You can feel him coming, he lays on you as the both of you catch your breathe.

As he takes himself out of you and you lay on the bed you turn around to him with a smirk. “I should make you jealous more often, Gavi.”

[iamyoubutcuter]

What We Have Missed / Pablo Gavi

Summary: He has been in love with you since childhood, but he couldn’t catch you in any way and now this is his chance.

Word Count: 4k

Warnings: angst, fluff and smut (series!)

part 2

Y’all are standing around the table with the cake on, like all the children around, waiting for him to blow out the candles. You look at him and the candles because you don’t want to let him do it and do it yourself. He is just turning 8 years old. Everyone around is laughing and at some point and your mom says that you need to be quieter. You also fall silent, moving closer to him, who is sitting in the center. And when the song “happy birthday” is starting, you triumphantly blow out his candles. Everyone around is laughing and he looks at you and you feel that he is about to cry, but you don't care because he did the same for your birthday. Him took a piece of cake and stuck it on your face, deliberately brushing your hair. Your mothers and relatives and friends thought it was all frivolous, but then you pulled his hair because he knew how much you love yours. He groaned and got up from his chair, bracing himself for something worse. As a result, your parents finally noticed that everything was going wrong than expected and kid’ jokes turned into a fight. You left this place with your mother saying that you would never talk to him again and she only nodded, knowing that this was an absolute lie and he followed you with his eyes, because the only thing he wanted was for you to stay, it doesn’t matter to him what happened now.

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A lot of time has passed since that moment and yes, the next day you started talking to him again and you went to school together, he said how boring and sad it was without you. This summer you came to your parents for a month, because your mother will soon have an anniversary and they invited a lot of people, and they asked you to help with the organization. And now you are lying on your bed, looking at the ceiling because you have not been in this room for a long time and everything makes you nostalgic. Later, your mother called you and you sighed and climbed out of bed.

“Look, Y/n, here are the invitations,” your mom points to all the cards and you already imagine how much your head will hurt from passing this to everyone. “First pass these to the neighbors,” she showed a couple of invitations and put them in your hand, “I’ll give the rest later then,” you nodded, sorting through the invitations in your hands and saw the name "Gavira", from which you smiled a little, remembering only the good things associated with this surname. You forgot that they live next to you and giggled with warm thoughts when Aurora decided to make you beautiful when you were little and it turned out not at all what was expected. With these warm thoughts, you decided to visit them first. You rang the doorbell and looking down at your outfit you was thinking you looked a bit wrong than you should, knowing their family. It was very hot outside, so you were in shorts and a tank top, hoping that no one except for your aunt would be at home. You called her aunt since childhood although you weren’t relatives.

“Oh, hi,” she immediately smiled and hugged you on the threshold, you hugged her back, seeing Aurora from behind, who also didn’t expect to see you. “I’m glad to see you, you have grown so much,” she looked you up and down and hugged you again, you laughed. “Yes, I'm your height now and I can hug for a very long time,” she smiled too.

“When did you arrive and for how long?” asked Aurora, after your big hugs.

“Actually, I don't know, but I don’t think it will be long, maybe a month, depending on how things go," she nodded in understanding. “And you?” you looked down at your hands, fiddling with the invitations, because it doesn't matter if you've been together for a long time, it's been a long time and it takes time to get used to people again.

“Honestly I don’t know really, we are here with Pablo and for some reason he…” you looked at her.

“Pablo is here too?” you interrupted her without thinking, because you were surprised that he could come here. You haven’t seen him for a long time, but he constantly flashed either on TV or on the Internet. Aurora nodded, smiling. “Oh, is he home?” you asked a bit carefully so as not to be annoying.

“Yeah, he’s in his room,” you both stood up and she casually showed you where he could be. “If you want, you can go to him, I don’t think he will mind,” you nodded and looked back at your hands and remembered your mission.

“This is for you, mom has an anniversary soon and she calls all her close friends,” you handed over the invitation to Aurora.

“Oh, that's very sweet, thank you,” she turned and handed to her mother.

“We'd love to see y’all,” you would really be glad to see them, because even this meeting was already pleasant. “Okay, I’m going to see…” you didn’t finish the sentence.

You knocked on his door, but if it had been years ago, you would have simply walked in without warning.

“Come in!” you came in and saw him lying and watching a video on his phone. He glanced at you, but then back to the phone and then he realized it was you.

“Y/n? I didn't expect to see you,” he sat on the edge of the bed, locking his phone, looking straight into your eyes. You sat down next to him.

“You know you are an asshole,” he gasped because you punched him with your elbow. “Have you forgotten how to text or was it hard to press the ‘follow’ button on Insta?” he rubbed his hand because of pain, not knowing what to answer.

“And you? Why didn't you text me?” you raised one eyebrow in disbelief as you punched him again.

“Are you okay, huh? I texted you, but it turned out you changed your number and didn’t think about telling me,” he looked into your eyes guiltily.

“Oops?” he just said and you rolled your eyes, realizing that he just warned you in his head and forgot to do it in real life.

“Okay, whatever, I didn't really care how you were doing,” you smiled slyly. “Nothing has changed in your room either,” you remarked, looking around his room. He nodded, you got up from the bed, going to his bedside table, looking at the photo.

“So, only my parents lived here, mom just came in to clean up, and yeah...” you saw your pic with him and his sister. He followed you and got out of bed too, looking at the photo in your hand. It was the same birthday where he stuck a cake on your face and you blew out his candles, and Aurora stood behind you two, smiling with all her teeth. You laughed as you looked at him.

“Do you keep this photo? We almost killed each other then,” you laughed loudly, because you didn’t think that he would want to print this.

“Actually, i found this photo in a photo album, there are a lot of our pics, to be honest, but I really like this one,” he looked into your eyes, you looked away. “And I thought like why not,” he simply shrugged, shoving his hands into his pockets. You put the frame with the photo back.

“You know we have so much to talk about, I have a lot to tell you,” you sat on the bed and lay down on it cross-legged. He walked around the bed and also lay down, listening to you carefully. He rolled onto his side and leaned on his elbow. You talked about how hard it was for you at school and that you only have a couple of friends, because people are hard to trust.

“Why don't you trust people?” he frowned.

“It's not that I don't trust people, I don't trust guys because you guys really like to play,” Pablo frowned.

“We? As you remember, I didn't date anyone at school,” you smiled and looked at him, raising your eyebrows.

“Only because we were kids!” you respond and he lay back, clearing his throat.

“It doesn't matter,” he said and you looked up at the ceiling, just saying “Okay,” you giggled to what he said.

You don't know how long you were talking like that, but later the shyness disappeared and you talked about your relationship, after which you don't trust guys. He heard about them from his mom and even saw this guy who looked like a typical fuckboy. You found out that he didn’t really meet anyone, just all sorts of situationship that didn’t lead to anything.

“Have you slept with someone?” you knew that he had quite strict parents, who in fact didn’t allow him to even date someone so as not to interfere with his football career, but secretly from them he could do whatever he wanted. Pablo frowned and smiled. You turned on your side to face him and grabbed his arm.

“Yeah, are you?!” he nodded rapidly.

“Why? Why are you so surprised?” he asked you and you laughed into the pillow, he pouted his lips, making an offended face.

“I thought you couldn't see anything in front of you that didn’t look like a ball," you said.

“Well, it was like that for a while,” he sighed, wanted to continue, but then froze.

“What?” you got out of bed and sat in the lotus position. He looked ahead of him through the window, and later looked into your eyes.

“Anyway, have you?” he tried to look confident, but immediately looked away. You giggled and started counting on your fingers, pretending to think, he frowned. “Y/n… What are counting?”

“My body count,” he saw that you were already starting to count on the second hand.

“Stop, please, and tell me that you are kidding,”you laughed again and you lowered your hands, showing piece, which meant that you had only two partners.

Later, your phone rang and your mom's caller ID appeared on the screen.

“Yes,” Pablo quietly lay down and waited for you to finish. “I've been here for a while, we talked with Pablo, but now I'm going to go,” you glanced at him. After talking to mom for a bit, she hung up. You got out of bed and he got up with you to see you off.

You were silent for a long time and he spoke sharply, “Maybe we can exchange numbers then?” he pulled his phone out of his pocket.

“Oh, sure, now you won’t have an excuse if you don’t wish me a happy birthday,” he cleared his throat again and mumbled “Damn it” and you looked at him with a dead look.

After you both went downstairs and saying goodbye to everyone, you hugged his sister and mother and only waved to him, leaving the house.

“Bro, you stole my friend... again,” Aurora said to which Pablo just rolled his eyes.

“Could you come up to us?” he pointed out to her. She just shook her head.

“And be again the third wheel between you two? No, thanks,” she showed a cross with both hands.

“What do you mean, we were always the three of us,” she shook her head again, but didn't say anything. Pablo frowned and went back to his room.

It was very unusual for him to see you again, he knew that you would come, because he remembered your mother's birthday, but he was not ready to see you so soon. He had a desire to know everything about you, all your mistakes and successes that he missed. And you wanted to know how much he has matured.

On the evening of the same day, when you returned home after the distribution of invitations, you were very tired and after taking a shower, immediately went to bed.

The next morning, Aurora texted you on Insta about going somewhere. You agreed to meet in the evening. All this time you have been helping your mom with the organization, choosing a cake and considering what products will be needed for cooking, since there are literally two weeks left.

Aurora didn't tell you that the three of you were going, because when you drove up to their house to pick them up, you saw Pablo in light jeans and an oversized shirt as well. You couldn't deny the fact that he had grown and become much more attractive to you with his barely visible stubble and you really wanted to touch it.

You looked around yourself and since you thought that you and Aurora would be just the two of you, you put on a short skirt and also a top.

“I'll be honest, I thought it was a ladies night,l you looked at Pablo from head to toe, glaring accusingly as he climbed into the front passenger seat.

“Oh, so should I leave?” he pointed at himself, you waved your hand.

“Nah, now you can stay,” Aurora laughed from behind. He fastened his seatbelt mumbling something.

While you were driving, you and Pablo were constantly arguing about something, and Aurora felt like a child. That's what she was talking about at the mention of the third wheel. You were literally busy with each other and didn’t notice her presence, but the feeling of this tension between you gave her a drop of understanding, and especially at this age.

“Are you kidding, Pablo? I remember exactly how we dressed up and had a Shakira concert for parents and it was you who suggested it first,” you said, parking your car in front of a club-bar. He was shaking his head and said that he had always been a quiet child, but it was he who came up with all sorts of ideas. Aurora got out of the car first, and you were already unfastening your seat belt to get out and saw Pablo, who did nothing to be on the street.

“Your hips also don't lie?” he told you with a wicked smile. You giggled because you realized that he was ashamed to say such things in front of his sister and he was waiting for her to come out.

You entered and sat at the bar, Aurora wanted to sit in the middle like next to you, but Pablo whispered something to her and she sat down, and Pablo in the middle.

“Why? I wanted to sit with her,” you looked at him questioningly and he leaned to your ear so you could hear him.

“It's to scare the guys away from you,” he winked at you and you shrugged. Yes, he got bigger and you liked it very much, and you liked the fact that he could protect you now even more. You felt Pablo's leg was touching you, and you didn’t say anything to him, maybe he was just uncomfortable with between you and Aurora.

“I don't think he needs to buy alcohol,” you leaned forward a little and looked at Aurora. She nodded quickly.

“I think so too,” Pablo turned his head towards her and Aurora shrugged in response. “What? She's right,” and then he turned to you and leaned to your ear again, you could smell his perfume.

“I wasn’t going to drink and you won’t either, who will take us home, huh?” you closed your eyes then glancing at the car keys.

“Damn, okay fine, then let's get two soft drinks for sure,” he smiled triumphantly, narrowing his eyes.

After you ordered your cocktails, it wasn't even a couple of minutes before you felt your forearm touching his. You moved away a bit, but he moved his hand, following yours. You moved your hand away a little more and he repeated his moves. You grabbed his wrist, placing his palm on the table and resting your forearm on it. He was pleased with your every touch so he was only glad of your actions also really liked that every time you tried to talk to his sister, he could feel your warmth against his chest and how you put your hand on his thigh to lean on.

“Tell me why you broke up with that dude in your stories?” Aurora asked you took a sip from the straw.

“I guess it’s a funny story because another girl texted me and said why I post pictures with her boyfriend,” Aurora gasped in shock. You also leaned on Pablo's thigh, but later you put your other hand on the table and leaned on it, Gavi thought that you would now remove your hand, but you started stroking, distracted by the conversation, not even paying attention to him. He felt everything and wanted it to last longer. He blushed at the thought of you and how this outfit looks pretty on you. “I just made an appointment for him at a certain place and that girl came first,” you both laughed “So later I came and ta-dam”, Pablo shook his head, and you looked at him, frowning.

“How could he do this to such a beautiful and interesting girl like you,” he didn’t think what he was saying, he was angry and looked straight into your eyes. It was a moment of tenderness, you stroked his hair a little with your fingertips. “This was sweet, Pablo,” running his face and placing your hand back on the table.

“I don’t know about you, but I’m going to dance,” she got up from the chair and went to the dance floor.

“I think you should go with her,” you casually waved your hand at her.

“And leave you alone here?” you nodded because there was no other choice. He struggled with it, but decided to accept.

You didn’t expect that Pablo's fears would be justified, because some guy sat down next to you and immediately put his hand on your shoulders. You choke a little with your drink, turning around to see who is it.

“Maybe another drink?” he asked you, and he didn’t look ugly, plus he smelled very very good.

“I'm driving,” you said, he didn't hear because of the music and leaned in to your face. “I was saying I'm driving,” he nodded, but ordered one more drink anyway, without removing his hand from your shoulders. You were chatting a bit and he turned out to be a very nice person, but super cocky.

Pablo constantly checked you with his eyes and when he saw this guy his jaw was clenched. He was about to come to you when his sister grabbed his arm and said no. He stayed a bit, he was looking at you, then at his sister, trying not to lose sight of the two of you.

“That's it, Aurora, I can't, I'll punch him now,” he came closer to her and told this.

“Stop!” she didn’t have time to do anything, as he flew towards you like a bullet. It pissed him off the way you giggled at the man's jokes. He didn't push or fight him. He sat down on another chair and just let his hand off your shoulders.

“Bro, what the hell are you doing?” the boy said calmly. You saw how he gritted his teeth and how his cheekbones move in anger.

“None of your business,” he told him, “We're leaving already, Y/n,” he got down from his chair and took your hand. You didn't resist so as not to make a scene. That guy apparently didn’t care who to talk with so much that he just shrugged his shoulders and continued to drink.

“What are you doing? Stop it,” you said, stopping him.

“Let's go home, this has gone too far,” Pablo said, looking anywhere but not in your eyes. It was hurt for him that you were so friendly with that guy.

“We won’t go anywhere until you explain what happened,” you understood that he was angry and therefore tried to calm him down first. You took his hand in your palm with one hand, and stroked it to the elbow with the other. He sighed and ran his free hand through his hair.

“I don't know, I'm just pissed like how he treats you,” you nodded getting his mood.

“He didn't treat me wrong he was nice to me,” he closed his eyes at your words because it hurts him even harder.

“I’ll never can explain this to you,” he only said, and then his sister came up. You quickly let go of his hand and looked at her.

“Let's go to McDonald's,” Aurora said and you both nodded.

You left the noisy room and when you arrived at McDonald’s you decided to take ‘Happy Meal’ for Gavi, teasing him. He complained a little because the portion was small for him, and he liked the toy in it, you laughed loudly and how his mood changed at the sight of the toy.

The road home was quiet, and Aurora even fell asleep in the back seat.

“You shouldn't have done this, you know?” you told him, reminding him of the situation at the club.

“I know, I just said... It didn't look right, I couldn't just accept it,” he cleared his throat and continued. “I mean, he didn't seem like a right person... to you,” h raised the inner corners of his eyebrows and looked at you.

“I got you, but you shouldn't do this to anyone who shows an interest in me,” he nodded, because he knew it was a harsh feeling of anger.

After you arrived, he woke up his sister and you decided to get out of the car too to say goodbye to them. You hugged the girl and she went home under the pretext she had a headache, but in fact she just wanted to leave you alone with Pablo.

“Well, see you tomorrow,” you said first.

“Yeah, see you tomorrow and y/n… I’m really sorry”, he repeated and you looked into each other's eyes. You could see he really regretted what he did. You walked closer to him and wrapped your arms around his neck. He was a little taken aback, but put his hands on your waist, hugging you tighter.

“Oh, It's okay, really,” he smiled warmly and just enjoyed to feel your body pressed against his chest and your hands fingers lazily stroking his hair. You tilted your head back a bit and kissed his cheek. He winced because he didn't expect this from you.

“Well, I’m going to… yeah,” you stepped back “Bye” you said, waving your hand.

“Bye,” he also waved his hand. After making sure that you got into the car, he went home, with a ridiculous smile because the feeling that you were close didn’t leave him and he like it.

a/n: thanks for reading!

[b4tasquad]

✭ JERSEY: GAVI

Authors note: a really short one that just came to my head and i just had to write it out. also sorry because I know most of the people following me are here for the beta squad content… and it’s coming😭

Warnings: none

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For the past 90 minutes you had been grinning as you sat in the stands of the football match. When being invited to a Barcelona match by your cousin, the last thing you expected was to catch the eye of star player- Pablo Gavi. But exactly just that, you had managed to do.

From the moment he walked onto the pitch, getting ready to start the match, he had noticed you. It first started with occasional glances thrown between you too, but during the last minutes or so, you could see him look at you after everything he did.

Almost like he wanted to… impress you?

It was fun to say the least. He was the golden boy, with dozens of titles to his names, getting girls left and right. But he had for some reason chosen to pay attention to you, for the 90 minutes he played at least. Of course you were going to entertain it.

What you hadn’t expected once the game ended was for him to walk towards where you were getting ready to pack up and leave. You and your cousin were giggling to each other about the whole ordeal when her eyes suddenly widened at a sight behind you, as you were too busy picking up your purse from the seat.

“Y/n.” She for some odd reason whispers, and you look up questioningly. When she doesn’t answer you turn to where she’s staring and words get caught in your throat.

In front of you, a half naked Pablo Gavi was grinning as he held tightly on to his jersey. The barrier stopping the stands from the pitch made it impossible for you to stand close to each other, but he could still throw over the article of clothing easily. You heart was beating like crazy as he tossed it in your direction, a smile on your face as you got ready to catch it.

It seemed as though the universe wasn’t on your side because the jersey was snatched out of your hands the second it landed in them. With the most baffled expression, you whip your head to see a girl around your age, gripping it to her chest, a teasing smile on her face.

“Hello?” Those weren’t even the words you intended to come out, but you were just so shocked at the fact that she would take it from you like that, and smile as if she accomplished anything. “I was holding that.”

“It was obvious he threw it to me. Don’t be jealous.” Her voice almost makes you want to hurl, because it’s so high pitched. The lack of empathy in her tone angers a part of you so much, but you still try to be the bigger person.

“I think he threw it to me.”

She cackles, actually opens her mouth and lets out the loudest cackle you’re sure the whole stadium can hear echo around. “Why would he throw it to you?”

The look she gives you is nothing but mocking. Asking you why he would ever give his jersey to someone like you. Well, damn. No need for that one, you thought.

“Do you have problems digesting the most simplest things? It was obvious he threw it to her, he was legit looking at her while he did it. Stop being an insecure bitch and just walk away before you end up on the news for embarrassing yourself in front of a bunch of people.”

The girl just huffs, but still holds onto the clothing. In the midst of the situation, you had completely forgotten about Gavi. Talking about him, the guy stood with his mouth slightly open in shock, as his plan had totally not gone the way he was hoping it would go.

Seeing his troubled expression, you only shake your head with a motion of your hand to let him know it was okay. As you convince your cousin to just leave, you’re finally on your way out when you hear someone calling for you.

“Wait.” Gavi screams behind you, as he jumps over the barrier, probably breaking a few rules as he does so. He walked up to the railing and you lean down to hear him. “Do you have a pen?”

“A pen?”

He nods. “Yes, a pen.”

Rummaging trough your little hand bag you actually find a discarded pen in there. Giving it to him, you eagerly wait as he just motions for your hand. You’ve lowkey figured out what he was doing by now, but you still find some entertainment in acting clueless.

When he’s done and gives your hand a quick peck, you don’t even have to question what’s written on it. His smug expression alongside his next words telling you everything you needed to know.

“Call me.”

[iovebarca]

The Coin Toss - Pablo Gavi

Authors note: send me some requests!

WC: 1300+

warnings: incorrect grammar (probably), my first language isn't english so if you notice any mistakes please tell me, just fluff!

summary: You rely on coin flips to make decisions, leading you to meet Pablo at the park, where you bond over your shared tradition. A coin toss decides on the beginning of a beautiful love story.

Decision-making had always been a daunting task for you. The weight of choosing between two paths, each filled with its own set of uncertainties, often left you paralyzed with indecision. It was during one particularly challenging period in your life that you stumbled upon an unconventional solution, the simple act of flipping a coin.

It started as a whim, a desperate attempt to break free from the cycle of overthinking and second-guessing. One day, faced with a difficult choice, you reached into your pocket and pulled out a coin. With a flick of your thumb, you sent it spinning into the air, leaving its fate to chance.

On this particular day you couldn't decide if you wanted to go to the park or stay in your apartment to study for an upcoming business exam. "Heads, I go to the park," you whispered, the words a silent prayer to the whims of fate.

As the coin arced gracefully through the air, time seemed to slow to a crawl. And then, with a soft clink, it landed in your palm, revealing its verdict. "Heads," you repeated, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "Looks like the park it is."

You arrived at the park with a weight on your shoulders, a decision looming in the forefront of your mind. The vast expanse of greenery seemed to beckon you, promising solace and clarity amidst the chaos of life.

As you wandered through the winding paths, the sunlight filtering through the leaves above, you felt the tension begin to ease from your muscles. The scent of freshly cut grass and blooming flowers filled the air, carrying with it a sense of tranquility that you desperately needed.

Finally, you found yourself drawn to a secluded bench nestled beneath the shade of a grand oak tree. It seemed to call to you, offering a sanctuary where you could gather your thoughts and find the answers you sought. Only there was a guy sitting on the bench.

Approaching him tentatively, you cleared your throat, your voice betraying the nervousness that churned within you. "Excuse me, do you mind if I join you?"

The stranger looked up, his warm brown eyes crinkling at the corners as he offered you a friendly smile. "Not at all," he replied, gesturing to the empty space beside him.

Introductions are made, and you learn his name is Pablo. You chat about inconsequential things at first— the weather, the beauty of the park— but soon the conversation takes an interesting turn.

"So, what brings you to the park today?" Pablo asks, a playful glint in his eyes.

You paused for a moment, gathering your thoughts before deciding to share a glimpse of your quirky tradition with the stranger beside you. "Actually, I was going to study for a business exam I have coming up," you began, your voice tinged with a hint of amusement, "but I ended up here instead. You see, I have this odd tradition where I flip a coin to make decisions."

The stranger's eyes widened in surprise, a grin spreading across his face. "No way, you too?" he exclaimed, his voice filled with excitement. "That's incredible! I can't believe we have the same tradition."

You couldn't help but laugh at the sheer coincidence of it all, feeling a sense of connection growing stronger between you with each passing moment. "It seems like fate brought us together," you remarked, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

A playful glint danced in Pablo's eyes as he suggested, "Well, why don't we put our tradition to the test? Make a decision together?" "Sure, I'd love that," you replied, unable to hide the smile that tugged at your lips.

With a grin, Pablo retrieved a coin from his pocket, the sunlight catching its gleaming surface as he held it between his fingers. "Heads, we go for ice cream. Tails, we take a stroll by the lake," he proposed, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.

You watched with bated breath as Pablo flicked the coin into the air, its metallic clang echoing through the quiet park. Time seemed to stand still as it twirled and spun before finally landing in his palm, revealing its verdict.

"Heads!" Pablo exclaimed, a delighted smile spreading across his face. "Looks like we're getting ice cream."

Your heart soared with excitement as you rose from the bench, a sense of adventure coursing through your veins. Together, you set off towards the nearby ice cream parlor, laughter and lighthearted banter filling the air.

The bell above the door chimed cheerfully as you stepped inside, greeted by the tantalizing aroma of freshly made waffle cones and the colorful display of frozen delights. Pablo's eyes sparkled with delight as he scanned the menu, his excitement infectious.

"I can never resist a classic vanilla cone," he admitted with a sheepish grin.

You chuckled, feeling a sense of warmth spread through you at his endearing confession. "I'm a sucker for anything with chocolate." you confessed, feeling a twinge of excitement at the thought of indulging in your favorite flavor.

As you waited for your treats to be prepared, you and Pablo found a cozy corner to sit, the air filled with the hum of conversation and the tantalizing scent of freshly baked waffle cones.

With your ice cream in hand, you and Pablo savored each delicious bite, the sweetness of the frozen treat melting on your tongues. You couldn't help but smile as you watched Pablo's eyes light up with each lick of his cone, his expression one of pure bliss.

As you and Pablo enjoyed your ice cream, there was an undeniable spark between you, an electric energy that seemed to crackle in the air. With each laugh shared and every lingering glance exchanged, the connection between you deepened, igniting a flame that warmed your hearts.

As you continued to chat, the conversation took a more intimate turn, delving into deeper topics that revealed the layers of your personalities. Each revelation felt like a step closer to understanding each other on a profound level, and with every shared moment, the connection between you deepened, weaving a tapestry of shared experiences and emotions. It might be weird but you felt like you've known him your whole life.

As the conversation lulled into a comfortable silence, a gentle breeze swept through the park, stirring the leaves of the trees and sending a cascade of golden light dancing across the grass. In that moment of serene tranquility, Pablo's gaze met yours, his eyes soft with an unspoken question.

Without a word, he leaned in closer, his breath warm against your cheek. Your heart skipped a beat as you felt the electric thrill of anticipation coursing through you, your senses heightened by the proximity of his presence.

With a tender smile, Pablo's hand brushed against yours, his touch sending a shiver down your spine. "Is it okay if I...?" he began, his voice barely above a whisper, his eyes searching yours for permission.

Your heart raced in your chest as you nodded, a rush of warmth flooding your cheeks. "Yes," you breathed, your voice barely audible over the sound of your pounding heart.

And then, with a tenderness that took your breath away, Pablo closed the remaining distance between you, his lips meeting yours in a soft, hesitant kiss. It was a moment filled with all the sweetness and innocence of a first kiss, a gentle exploration of the newfound feelings that bloomed between you.

As you melted into each other's embrace, lost in the magic of the moment, you knew with absolute certainty that this was just the beginning of a love story that would unfold in the most beautiful of ways. And as you lingered in each other's arms, basking in the warmth of newfound affection, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the chance encounter that had brought you together.