#pablo gavi drabble

[xndrexcruz]

A Birthday Surprise to Remember

✮- pairing: pablo gavi x fem!reader

✮- summary: you surprise gavi with a room full of balloons and 20 gifts for his birthday, creating a night filled with love and unforgettable memories

✮- warnings: just really fluffy

✮- author’s note: happy late birthday to our golden boy pablo gavi, i know this is late and his birthday was the 5th but better late than never

The anticipation in the air was almost touchable as you moved around the room, finishing the final touches on Gavi’s birthday surprise you’ve arranged. The space had been transformed, every corner of the room filled with decorations. Red and blue balloons floated against the ceiling, while golden balloons that spelled out ‘Feliz Cumpleaños’ (‘Happy Birthday’) shimmered in the lighting. It was a burst of colors, vibrant and full of life, just like he was. And on the bed, neatly arranged and waiting to be opened, were 20 carefully wrapped gifts, each one a symbol of the love and thought you’d poured into this night.

You couldn’t help but smile as you surveyed the decorated room. It looked perfect-exactly how you had imagined it would look. All that had been left was to keep Pablo out of the house for a little while longer, and for that, you had recruited Pedri and Fermín.

Pedri had been more than willing to help you with your plan, taking Pablo out for the evening with the promise of some friendly competition at an arcade near by. Fermín, he had been equally eager to play his part, Fermín tagged along to ensure that Pablo stayed occupied for the required time you needed. With the two of them, you were confident and trusted that they’d keep him distracted without Gavi getting suspicious.

As you finished blowing up balloons your phone buzzed, pulling you away from what you had been doing.

Pedri

[23:32] arcade games are in full swing

[23:32] how’s everything going on your end

Y/n

[23:32] it’s coming together

[23:33] just need a little more time, thanks for doing this Pedri

Pedri

[23:33] anything for you and Gavi

[23:33] i’ll keep him busy

[23:33] don’t worry about anything i got it

You could practically hear the mischief in Pedri’s voice through the scream, imagining the lengths he and Fermín have been doing ti distract your boyfriend Pablo. Knowing the two of them, Pablo probably didn’t have a clue on what was actually going on.

As time start ticking closer to midnight, you turned off the overhead lights in the room, letting the soft glow of the string lights you had hung around the room cast a nice warm, golden hue. The balloons swayed gently with the movement of the air conditioning, adding to the atmosphere she had created to celebrate in. Everything was set perfectly.

As you pulled out your phone to check the time another buzz could be heard from your phone breaking the silence in the room.

Pedri

[24:45] we’re heading back now

[24:45] be ready 😎

Your heart raced as you read the message, quickly tucking yourself into a hiding spot, trying to calm down the swarm of butterflies in your stomach. The house had once again fallen into silence, except from the occasional rustle of the balloons that flew above you. The anticipation built with each passing second, and you couldn’t help but wonder how Pablo would react to your surprise.

The clock had just struck midnight, and you could hear the front door creak open. Signaling that Gavi had just arrived.

“Y/n?” Pablo voice echoed through the house, a hint of confusion lacing his words. He had gotten used to you always greeting him the moment he stepped into your shared home, so the quiet house must’ve really thrown him off.

His footsteps had grown louder as he walked closer to the bedroom, the soft thud of his sneakers against the floor sending your heart into overdrive with all the anticipation.

“Y/n?” he called again, this time sounding more concerned then before.

You held your breath, clutching the edge of your hiding spot as you watched him reach for the light switch once he entered. The room was suddenly flooded with light, and before he could even try and process what he had just seen, you leaped out from your hiding spot with a confetti popper.

“¡Feliz cumpleaños, amor!” (“Happy birthday, love!”) you excitedly screamed, popping the confetti popper.

For a split second, he just stood there, too stunned to speak. His eyes widen as he finally took in the sight before him-the room filled with red and blue balloons, the golden letters spelling out ‘Feliz Cumpleaños’ (‘Happy Birthday’), the gifts neatly arranged onto the bed. And then, a big smile slowly spread across his face, wide and genuine.

“¡Dios mío! No lo puedo creer.” (“My god! I can’t believe it.”) He laughed, running his hands through his hair as he looked around the room. “This is…. amazing! How did you….?”

His voice trailed off as he took a few more steps further into the room, still in awe of what you had done for him. You couldn’t help but feel proud of yourself for pulling this off, watching as your boyfriend took in every detail of the room.

“So…. did you like it?” you asked, your voice was soft but it was filled with excitement.

“Like it?” he repeated, turning to you with his big bright doe eyes. “I absolutely love it! I can’t believe you would do all this for me preciosa.” (precious)

You only shrugged at his words, trying to play it cool, but the cheeky grin on your face betrayed you. “I just wanted to make it special, you know?”

He finally approached you, his expression softening as he pulled you into his embrace. “You didn’t have to go through all this trouble,” he murmured against your hair, his voice sounded thick probably from all the emotions. “Though, I’m really glad that you did.”

When he finally pulled away, his gaze landed on the like of gifts spread onto the bed. “What’s all this?”

You followed his gaze, a playful smile tugging at your lips. “They’re your birthday presents.”

He looked at each one, touched by your gesture. “Twenty gifts?”

You nodded, wrapping your hands from behind his waist. “One for every year. And yes, they’re numbered, so you have to open them in order.”

His eyes let up with excitement as he rescued over for the gift number ‘1’. “You thought of everything, didn’t you?”

“Of course I did,” you replied, pulling your arms away, watching as he begun to unwrap the first present. “Everything had to be perfect for your surprise.”

Each gift he opened brought a new wave of joy, one after the other. There were the personal, heartfelt gifts, like a framed photo of the two of you from one of your favorite memories together from you both’s anniversary date-and then there weee the small, thoughtful gifts-like his favorite snacks and a new pair of training socks. With every unwrapped box, Gavi’s smile grew wider and wider, his appreciation evident in the way he would look at you between each gift.

As he reached for the final gift, he paused, looking at you with a mixture of affection yet disbelief. Carefully, he unwrapped the box to reveal a sleek personalized gold watch-engraved with his initials and a date that held a special meaning to not just him but you as well.

His breath caught in his throat as he turned the watch over in his hands, his fingers tracing the engraving in it. “This is…. wow, Y/n. I just don’t know what to say, I can’t explain it.”

You stepped closer, wrapping you arms around him and resting your chin on his chest. “You don’t have to say anything. I just wanted you to have something to always remember today by.”

He leaned his head down slightly, pressing a kiss to your temple. “This is the best birthday I’ve ever had,” he said softly. “Not only because of all the gifts, or the decorations-though those were amazing-but because you went out of your way to do lo of this just for me.”

You could feel the sincerity in his words, the way his voice slightly wavered as he spoke. “I just wanted to make you happy,” you whispered, your heart swelling with love for the boy that stood in front of you “You deserve it.”

He cupped your face into his hands as he looked into your eyes. “You make me happier than I ever thought would be possible,” he murmured, leaning in to kiss you gently. The kiss was sweet and lingering, filled with so many unspoken promises for the future and the warmth of a love than would last forever.

When he pulled away, he rested his forehead against yours, a smile playing on his kissed lips. “So, is this the real reason why Pedri and Fermín dragged me out with them tonight?”

You laughed, nodding as you remembered all the lengths they went to keep him occupied. “They had been in on it. I needed time to set this up.”

He chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “I should’ve known. Those two had been acting suspicious after all.”

You both laughed together, the moment light yet full with happiness and love. As the laughter slowly died down, Pablo’s expression turned serious, his voice softening as he spoke.

“Thank you, Y/n. For everything. This was more than I could’ve ever imagined. I can’t believe how lucky I am to have you with me.”

“You don’t have to thank me Pablo,” you replied, your voice equally as soft as his had been. “I love you, Pablo Gavira. I just wanted to make you feel extra special on your special day.”

He kissed him again, his lips warm and soft but puffy against yours, from your shared kiss from earlier. When he pulled back, he whispered against your lips, “I love you too, Y/n L/n. More than you could ever imagine.”

With that, the both of you got into bed, the balloons still swaying gently above you both, the room had been bathed in the soft glow of the string lights you had put up. As you cuddled up together, wrapped in each other’s warm embrace, you knew that this night-this birthday would be one that neither of you would ever forget in the years to come. Because it wasn’t just about the decorations or the gifts; it was the love you two shared, the memories you were creating with one another, and that no matter what you’d always have each other to depend on.

[thatsdemko]

half past twelve - p.gavi

warnings: smut + not intended for minors

a/n: not tagging anyone because I’m not sure who wants to be tagged in f1 or football 🧍🏼‍♀️

it’s half past midnight. sleep wasn’t happening, with the countless lists of activities for tomorrow, your brain was just unable to slow down. and while there was a lot to be done, there was a little something stuck at the forefront: Pablo gavi.

your brothers dear teammate and friend had your brain revisiting the countless interactions from that afternoon. you can still remember how you felt under his gaze; frozen and couldn’t breathe. like every step you did could make or break the tension.

you didn’t mind it, you liked walking on the thin ice and teasing the poor boy, but he had a way of teasing you and it was all that seemed to linger.

just as he was leaving, his hand slipped around your waist, with one swift motion he pulled you into his chest and pressed his soft lips against your cheek. he slipped out that door hours ago, and the sensation lingered and left your brain, still, buzzing.

the torture was getting out of hand. you wouldn’t see him until next week and you needed a quick and easy solution to ease your mind of this. pulling open one of your nightstand drawers, you rummage through until you find the object tasked for the job: your vibrator.

it wasn’t often you used it, but Pablo gavi was an asshole for getting you this way, and now you needed to get off in the hopes that your brain could let you sleep.

you work the object up to your entrance, slowly massaging the tender area before slipping inside to work out your problem. you can’t help but let your mind wander to what pablo would say to you during this. would it be “¿sentirse bien?” or maybe even “¿te gusta que?” a whimper escapes your slightly parted lips, you hate just how badly you need to know the answer.

he’s probably, if not most likely, asleep. the boy had a big game tomorrow, and there was a lot at stake. but if only you could see him right now. he was a puddle of cum thinking about your nails raking down his cock or your lips sucking him off.

he’s impatient, next week needs to come quickly.

[lxndonorris]

piggyback - Pablo Gavi

Y/N x Pablo Gavi Theme: Fluff Pablo offers you a ride when you hurt your ankle x word count: 980+ open for requests! :)

It is a crisp morning, the kind where the sun peeks through the trees, casting long shadows on the park's winding pathways. You and Pablo are out jogging together, as you often do. It has become a ritual of yours—something about starting the day side by side, moving in unison, feels grounding and intimate. The air is filled with the faint smell of damp earth, and the distant chirping of birds creates a peaceful background score.

You are both dressed for the occasion. Pablo is wearing a black tank top and running shorts, his toned figure effortlessly cutting through the cool breeze. You match the vibe with a fitted workout top and leggings.

Side by side, you move at a steady pace, your synchronized breaths punctuating the sound of your sneakers hitting the gravel.

Pablo keeps glancing at you with that boyish grin of his, teasing you about how you are struggling to keep up.

"Come on," he says, his voice light and teasing. "You're not tired already, are you?"

You roll your eyes, trying not to let him see the faint smile tugging at your lips.

"You're just showing off," you shoot back, your voice a little breathless but playful.

He laughs, his eyes sparkling. 

"Maybe," he admits, his tone mischievous. "But only because I know you can handle it."

You round a bend in the path, and you feel your foot catch on something—a raised root maybe. Before you can react, you stumble.

It isn't a dramatic fall, but enough to throw you off balance. Your ankle twists awkwardly as you try to steady yourself. A sharp pang shoots through your foot, making you wince.

You come to an abrupt stop, stepping off to the side of the path and bending down to rub your ankle. 

"Ow," you mutter, more annoyed than anything else.

Pablo is at your side in an instant, his playful demeanor replaced by concern.

"Hey, what happened?" he asks, dropping to a crouch in front of you. 

His hands are gentle as they brush against your leg, carefully inspecting your foot.

"I think I just twisted it," you say, trying to sound casual, though the discomfort is evident in your voice. "It's nothing serious; I'm fine."

Pablo looks up at you, his brows furrowed.

"Are you sure?" he asks, his voice soft but insistent. "Does it hurt to move?"

You wiggle your foot tentatively. The pain isn't unbearable, but it is definitely enough to make walking unpleasant.

"A little," you admit. "But I can manage."

He isn't convinced. 

Straightening up, he places his hands on his hips and looks at you thoughtfully.

"Alright," he says after a moment, his tone firm. "Hop on."

You blink at him, caught off guard.

"What?"

He tilts his head, gesturing for you to climb onto his back.

"I'm giving you a piggyback ride. Come on."

You laugh, shaking your head. 

"Pablo, I'm fine. I don't need you to carry me."

He crosses his arms, his expression stubborn.

"I'm not letting you walk on that ankle if it hurts," he says. "And we're not standing here arguing about it all day. So, hop on."

There is no winning with him when he gets like this, and honestly, his insistence is endearing. Still chuckling, you relent.

"Alright, fine," you say. "But if you drop me, I'm never letting you live it down."

He smirks, crouching down and holding out his arms for balance.

"I'd never drop you," he says confidently.

You climb onto his back, wrapping your arms loosely around his shoulders. His hands hook securely under your thighs, and he straightens up with ease.

"See," he says, turning his head slightly to grin at you. "Light as a feather."

You can't help but laugh, the sound mingling with his as you start moving.

He carries you effortlessly, his steps steady and sure. The warmth of his body against yours and the casual intimacy of the moment make your heart flutter. 

It isn't a long way back to your apartment, but it feels like a little adventure—just the two of you, giggling like kids.

When you reach your building, he pauses at the bottom of the stairs.

"Need help getting up?" he asks, his tone teasing but sincere.

You shake your head, sliding off his back and testing your foot gingerly. It is sore, but manageable.

"I've got this," you say.

He stays close, ready to catch you if you falter, but you make it up without incident. 

As soon as you step into your apartment, you head straight for the sofa and slump onto it with a dramatic sigh.

Pablo disappears into the kitchen for a moment, returning with a small towel wrapped around some ice. He kneels in front of you again, his eye soft as he gently lifts your leg and examines your ankle.

Leaning in, he presses a quick kiss to your knee, then to your ankle, his lips warm against your skin.

"Stay put," he murmurs, carefully placing the ice pack over the sore spot. "You're not moving until I say so."

You can't help but smile at his attentiveness.

"Yes, sir," you say playfully.

He grins, leaning forward to kiss you lightly on the lips before getting up.

"I'm getting us something to drink," he says over his shoulder as he heads back into the kitchen. "Stay there."

A few minutes later, he returns with two glasses of ice-cold water. Setting them down on the coffee table, he sinks onto the sofa beside you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you close.

You rest your head against his chest, the rhythmic rise and fall of his breathing soothing.

"You're really something, you know that?" You murmur, tilting your head to look up at him.

He smiles, brushing a strand of hair from your face. 

"Only for you," he says softly.

[gavisuntiedboot]

Gavi asking the reader to be his gf (headcanon)

A/N: omg this is such a cute request

~~

Asking you to be his girlfriend would entail ...

Y'all want me to be honest?

Gavi is for sure most definitely the type of person to just assume that a girl he's been exclusive with is his girlfriend

He is not a huge fan of difficult conversations or uncomfortable situations, so he is never going to go out of his way to DTR (define the relationship)

You two had been going out for a while before he even asked about exclusivity

"So you're not like... seeing other guys, right? I mean it's okay if you are. Well not really. I mean I want you to stop if you are seeing other people, but like I won't be mad if you have done it before... right now I guess."

You'd giggle at his rushed out request, reassuring him that you weren't interested in seeing anyone else

"Everyone is too calm after being with you Pablo"

He had no idea whether he should be flattered by the fact that you liked him as much as he liked you, or insulted that you just called him hyper.

Six to eight months into the relationship, you would probably have to be the one to bring it up

"my roommates keep referring to you as 'the boyfriend'. They think they're funny."

This would be the most confusing sentence of Gavi's life. Was he ... not the boyfriend?

And that's exactly what he asked you.

"Why is it funny that they call me your boyfriend?"

"Because you're not my boyfriend?"

Pablo's phone clattered to the ground, and it took everything in you not to laugh.

"If this is your way of breaking up with me, it's not funny."

The look on Pablo's face was so heartbreaking that it made you get up from your seat, hugging his pouting face into your chest.

"I'm just messing around with you. You've never asked me to be your girlfriend, so I didn't want to jump to any conclusions."

Gavi: i am confusion

"You have to ask?" *eyebrow raise*

After asking his teammates (shyly and in private corners to avoid the teasing) it was true: he would need to ask you to be his girlfriend

"I don't know man, it just makes things seem more official." He complained to Ansu, who was absolutely not listening to a word he said, and Ousmane, who was engrossed in Pablito's love life

"But don't you want things to be more official? She's met the team, your parents, the la masia boys - I don't think the title will really impact things

Pablo didn't want to admit that the real reason he had neglected this question was just that he didn't feel comfortable enough sitting you down and talking about something this serious

So one night, while you were over at his house to watch the Argentinian national team play a friendly, he turned to you

He was in a hoodie, similar to you, with his feet propped up on the coffee table sharing chips from a bowl wobbling dangerously on the sofa

You had just finished yelling at the TV, a replay coming onto the screen

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

You blinked at Pablo slowly, processing what he had said to you

"What?"

"Okay I'll say it again. Will you be my girlfriend?"

"...what?"

"Please don't make me keep saying it I'm sweating bullets."

You restrained the smirk on your face, turning in your place to face him fully.

"Why do you want me to be your girlfriend, Pablo?"

A breath

He didn't think he would get this far

Or have to articulate something that felt so natural

It just felt so right to have you as his partner, to have you beside him, that he didn't think he would have to say that to you

"Well... I'm going to be honest, I have been thinking of you as my girlfriend since our like, second date. I just feel like we fit together. See like this, sitting here, being lazy with you, being around you, it just feels like... it's where I'm meant to be. Also it's easier to say 'hey I need tickets for my girlfriend' rather tha- why are you crying?"

The stretch of your cheeks with joy had prevented you from fully grasping the tears that rolled down your face

"I have no clue I'm really happy"

Hugs. Those ones where you grip each other really tightly like you don't want to fall into the abyss. The one where the lint of their shirt is literally your oxygen, and if you were any closer you would be one organism

Neck kisses. Y'all know the ones, but if you don't there's an example at the end

Hand holding with the thumb-rub for comfort. Yeah, y'all see the vision

"So, is that a yes?"

"Of course, stupid." which was said through sniffles

He literally stopped using your name after that

Only referred to you as 'my girlfriend'

"Oh me and my girlfriend went to.."

"My girlfriend said that..."

"Let me ask my girlfriend."

BONUS: when he won the Nation's League with the Spanish NT (sorry grandpappy Luka), he posted a million things onto his Instagram story, including the team singing along to Titi Me Pregunto by Bad Bunny

You swiped up on the story with: Si tengo muchas novia'?

His response: no, just one with múltiples personalidades

A/N: He just love a good smooch. Anyways it's 4:30am time ti go to bed. PLS Y"ALL i would rlly appreciate if you interacted with this post besides liking (comments/ reblogs) if you feel so inclined. Just a small thing that keeps people including myself motivated to write. JP9 in progress but not ETA due to Eid being next week. Love y'all <<33

[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

[spidybaby]

Valentine's Day through the years

A little late valentine's day gift from me to you 😋❤️

February 2020

"Can you open the door? Is Aurora." You sister asks, brush in one hand and hairspray on the other.

She was throwing a valentine's day party and you were helping her with opening the door since she said "only friends" are allowed.

"Isn't it a little early for her to be here?" You ask, confused. Getting up from your bed. "Like two hours early."

"just open the door." she yells from her bathroom.

You walked downstairs, mad that you weren't allowed to be at the party but you were opening everybody's knock.

"Hola guapa." Aurora says, hugging you. "Pablo had the cupcakes, help him please."

Behind her it was Pablo, he was carrying two cupcake plates, they look amazing you had to admit.

You grab one of the plates, walking to the garden and leaving it on the very pink and red table.

"Y/n, Pablo's staying, maybe you guys can watch a movie or something." Aurora says, she was putting some decorations on the garden. "and don't worry I'll take care of the door."

You turn to Pablo, he has this mad face. You and him are civil but he never cross words with you.

"we can see something in my room." You offer, he nods. You both walk to your room. He sits on the chair you have there. "You can sit on the bed."

He does that, sitting next to you. You open netflix and pass him the remote, you let him pick whatever he likes.

"I like comedies and I like action movies. But you can pick any movie you want." You smile at him.

You can't deny your little crush on him. Aurora and your sister are like glue, always together, meaning whenever they have the chance they force you to go out with them.

The thing here is, Pablo was shy, he was very introverted and he didn't even answer you with more than a yes or no.

"Do you want some pop corn and soda?" You get up from bed and walk to your door. "I know you're a footballer but a cheat day won't hurt"

The little smile he gives you is making your stomach go crazy. He nods excited. "do you have that red soda?"

"si, do you want a cupcake? I can steal two."

"por favor." he smiles big, you love the way he was smiling.

You hurry downstairs, grabbing a package of popcorn and throwing them in the microwave.

"Aurora, I think the bathroom is not working, is that going to be a problem?"

"What? No, that can't be I just went." she leaves what she's doing. "let me check, maybe it's not."

When she left the table you grab two of the pink cupcakes. Hurrying to the kitchen to hide them.

"False alarm, is working." she says happy. "sorry I left you with my brother, mom asked me to bring him and well you guys are the same age. Just ask him about football or something."

"Yeah, no problem."

When the popcorn is ready you grab everything in a little tray and carefully take it to your room.

"I have that red soda and the cupcake."

His eyes light up, it was like seeing a child excited for candy even when mom said no.

"I picked a comedy, since you say you like them."

Your smile grow, you leave the tray on your bed, taking a sit next to him you both watch the comedy.

After three movies, two comedies and one action. The night was coming to an end, sadly, you think to yourself.

The music from the party recently gone as your sister's friends say goodbye to her.

You turn the TV off, moving the empty popcorn bowl. The two cupcakes seating on top of the tray.

You remembered what Aurora told you. "cómo van los partidos?" (how are the matches?)

He scuff, he knows you don't know anything about football. "good, I scored a goal in my last one." he smiles proud.

You nod, not sure what else to ask. "that's good, so you're a forward?"

"No, I'm a midfielder."

"Oh, okay." You say low. "and do you like being a midfielder?"

He laughs, you smile a little at that, at least one of you is having fun with the talk. "I do, I love playing. When I play I feel so good."

"You play really good, the other day Aurora showed us a video."

He blush at the confession. He loves when people ask about football but with you he feels more shy than usual.

"I have a game in a few days, maybe you can come." he asks, very low voice. Grabbing the cupcake and biting it to make the things less awkward.

"Pablo." You laugh, the frosting from the cupcake on his nose. "come here."

You grab a napkin, cleaning carefully his nose. His eyes are on you the whole time, he love the way your eyes shine, maybe too much to ever say it.

"Done." You smile, getting up from bed and throwing the napkin on the little trashcan in your room.

Aurora knocks on the door, announcing that their mom was waiting for them and to pick his things.

"Thank you for the movie and for the food, I really enjoy it."

Your smile grow, he loved that. "Thank you for not leaving me alone, it would have been so much worse without you here."

Aurora screaming at Pablo to go interrupt your chat. He waves goodbye and walk out of your room.

"Pablo." You call, hand on the door and only half body out of the door. "Hope you score a goal for this match, so I can say I have a good memory of my first match."

The last thing you see is his smile, closing the door and trying to remain calm. You feel like in one of those romantic movies.

February 2021

"That was amazing. You did it amazing, Pablo. " You jump in his arms, excited about the victory.

"Did you see that assist?" He asks happily, arms hugging you tightly. "Thank you for coming."

Pablo and you became closer after the last 14th of February. You two became what your sisters are.

Aurora and your sister keep telling you that Pablo likes you as more than a friend. You prefer to let him tell you that and don't make yourself the fool.

"Of course I was coming. My boy is in the first team. I can't lose this."

My boy

Pablo loves it when you call him that. You're very special. The way you take care of him, motivate him to be better. In less than a year, you became his number one supporter.

"I think I'm allowed to eat something I shouldn't just tonight. Want to do that with me?" He grabs your hand and walks with you back to Pedri.

"Hola, long time no see," Pedri jokes with you. He knows about Pablo's crush on you and takes every opportunity to make it notice. "Did you enjoy the game?"

"I did, I'm happy you guys got assists today." You high-five Pedri. Pablo can't help the big smile he has.

To all the people around you it was obvious the connection you two have. They just need to look at Pablo's eyed when he's talking about you or talking to you.

"The eyes never lie." That's what his mother says.

Pedri drop the two of you to a restaurant. Asking Pablo to be careful and to enjoy the night.

You walk in front of him, that's when he notices that you're wearing the shirt he gave you. The one he used to play for the first time with the first team.

That number 30 and his name sitting on your back are doing things to him.

"Hello, how many in your party?" The host asks you.

"Two, please."

"You're so lucky. We have a table ready for you."

She guides you to the table. You love the decorations of the place, it was all so cute yet not exorbitant and tacky.

"We have a special Valentine's Day menu for all our couples. I'll leave it here and I'll leave two normal menus in case you want something else."

You can't help but blush at her words. You two aren't a couple, not because you don't want to, but you like the way that sounds.

"So, since you're my valentine's today," Pablo jokes, the smile he has is a teasing one. "Two valentine's day meals?"

"You didn't ask me to be your valentine" you pout, making him laugh.

"Y/n, pretty girl, will you be my valentine?"

He grabs a rose from the little bouquet that's making decoration in the wall next to him. He offers the rose to you with a big smile.

"I'll have to think about it, Mister Gavi." You take the rose, smelling it.

"What about now?" He steals another two roses, giving them to your now small bouquet. "Will you be now?"

"Yes." You grab his hand and intertwine your fingers with him. "That means you're buying me dessert."

He laughs, not letting your hand go. He nods at you, noticing how you're looking at your hands. He brings your hand closer to his mouth, giving it a kiss.

"I'll get you anything you want."

The little interaction was interrupted by the waitress. You both order the valentine's day meal.

Dinner was good. You both laughed with stories from the dressing room. He was spilling all the things that happened today.

"There's a park like a block away. Would you like to walk for a little while before I drop you home?"

"That would be nice. Maybe my pants will fit me again." You both laugh at that.

Once you're out of the restaurant and near the park, your hands find his again. You smile at the thought of him wanting more than just friendship.

After all, Aurora and your sister were sure of it. But what if it wasn't like that? What if he's just a very affectionate friend?

Friends held hands? Yes, they do.

Friends support each other? Yes.

Friends take each other out to eat on valentine's day? ... maybe?

The park has these rose tunnels. They were beautiful and very romantic. The way the little light was enough and gave this romantic vibe to the people walking in.

"What's on your mind? Pretty girl." He stops, noticing how you're lost in your thoughts.

Do you want to ruin the night with the question that's burning your brain? Do you want to ruin the friendship by letting your mind run crazy?

You look at him, worried frown on his face. "Tell me, maybe I can help you?" The way his hands are now on your waist, bringing you closer to him.

You're not sure if you should tell him. You're not ready for his answer. You don't want to end the day crying in your room.

"I'm just thinking." You whisper.

"About?"

"Us." You confess.

His grip is stronger, not hurting you, but enough for you to notice the sudden change.

"What about us?" He whispers. He's scared, scared of you telling him that you only like him as a friend. Scared of losing you.

"Pablo, I like you." You say. Lips quivering.

He's internally screaming, making the best work of his life by keeping that famous frown.

You wait for him to say something, eyes glued to each other. As the seconds pass, you feel your heart breaking. He doesn't like you that way.

But how wrong you're, his mind is working a thousand miles per hour. Not sure how to tell you that he likes you too without sounding too crazy.

Your hands move from his shoulders to his hands, moving them away from you. You want to go home and cry yourself to sleep.

That action makes him go back to reality. He notices your tearful eyes. "Wait, no."

"No, it's okay. I can take a cab home. Don't worry."

You decided to leave, not wanting for him to see you cry. But the grip on your arm stops you. "Wait, Y/n."

"No, Pablo. It's okay, I just want to go home." You remove his hand from your arm, walking away from him.

"Can you let me say what I have to say?" He grabs your arm again. He needs to say it.

"You don't have to say anything, I know."

"No, you don't, shit you don't." His hands go back to your waist. "You don't know because I've been a stupid kid who doesn't know any better, I like you too, maybe too much for me to feel comfortable saying it."

You want to say something, but he keeps rambling.

"And you have no idea, joder. The way you look at me with those beautiful shiny eyes and the way you smile or laugh even at my bad jokes." He laughs, making you laugh. "The way my name looks on your back is making me think things I shouldn't but things I only think about you. And the way you know my sister and she loves you and my mom. Gosh, my mom. "

"What about your mom?" You ask confused.

"She told me to confess because a girl like you won't come twice in a lifetime." He hugs you, bringing you closer to him. You lock your arms behind his neck. "I like you more than you think. I was just too scare to say it before."

"I'm head over heels with everything you just said, but can you please shut up and kiss me?" You smile, making him chuckle.

His hand goes to the back of your neck, bringing you closer. The kiss is everything you ever dreamed of. All those nights dreaming about it now coming true.

He smiles into the kiss. Happy that the girl he always had a crush on, the sister of his sister's best friend, the one Aurora always tried to bring closer because they were the same age.

"Se mi novia." (Be my girlfriend) He let's out, not thinking much about it. "I can't let another day pass without making you my girlfriend." You nod, kissing him again.

"Te prometo que voy a hacer algo mejor que esto, pero hoy quiero volver a casa y que todos sepan que eres mía." (I promise that I'm doing something better than this, but tonight I just want to go back home and let all my family know you're mine.)

You press your forehead to his, enjoying the moment. He was yours, and you were his. That's all you need to know.

February 2022

"Pablo, stop it." You say, morning voice making Pablo chuckle. He continue with the kisses on your neck and back. "Amor, five minutes more."

"You asked me for five minutes like twenty minutes ago."

You open your eyes, room kinda dark thanks to the curtains. The big mirror he has reflecting you with his arms around you.

"Feliz aniversario, preciosa mía." (happy anniversary) he kiss your earlobe. "if you weren't such a sleepy head I would have given you a good morning gift but now I'm thinking of breakfasts." he tease you. Making you blush at the thought of your last night actions.

You turn to face him, smirk on his face. "Feliz aniversario, ojitos lindos." You kiss his lips, your hands caressing his chest. "I'm hungry too."

He laughs, kissing you again. He push you lightly, getting on top of you while he deepens the kiss.

He loves the way you whimper every time he touch you. Every sound, every little jump your body gives. You are his.

"Pablo, I have class in an hour." You remind him. His head buried between you neck. "and I am hungry, amor."

You both get up from bed, quickly running to the bathroom to do your routine and to force Pablo to do the one you taught him to keep his skin clean.

"Oye, I forgot my bag in the truck of my car, can you please help me and bring it? I'll make us some pancakes."

"Yes sir." You laugh, walking to the garage to open the truck. "Oh my god." You find five designer bags. All of them with red bows. "Pablo!"

He smiles when he heards you calling his name. He knows you've been stressing about classes, having barely any sleep.

He also knows you don't like when he spoils you, you're shy about it, telling him that you're more than spoiled with him letting you live with him and not allowing you to pay any bill or anything.

"Amor, what is all this?" You walk inside with the five bags. He smirk, serving the first pancake on the plate.

"A little something for my reina."

"Pablo, I can't. Amor this is too much." You check the first bag. It's a beautiful Hermes blanket you save on Pinterest. "Amor, this cost more than my tuition."

"Not at all." he laughs, the way you look at the blanket with such eyes. The shiny eyes he loves. "Keep looking."

"Dios mio, how?"

He smirks, he had to get your friends help to pick some things like colors or sizes. Like the bag you have in your hands, he knew you wanted it, but you never decided in a color of your preference.

Your eyes land on the red and gold bag. Cartier. You told him once a few months back that you wanted to match with him on something.

You gifted him a bracelet, he wears it everywhere he goes, is his favorite piece of jewelry.

But you wanted something else to match him. You remember that you wanted a P inicial.

His hands on your waist make you go back to reality, it was two necklaces, one with your initial and one with his and a little six.

"We can match now." he whispers in your ear, kissing your neck. "want me to put it in you?"

You nod, happy that he remembered something so small. You feel the tears in your eyes and he lock the necklace in place.

"Pablo." You turn to him, hugging his torso and crying in his chest. "te amo, you're so special."

He caress your back, kissing your head. "You're my baby, my reina, and I'm always going to give you everything you want."

"But I can't give you the same. And that make me feel bad for you, you're so special and I want to spoil you too."

"shhhh. You're special too, you spoil me a lot. You take care of me, you cook for me, you help me when I'm sick, when I'm tired, you're my biggest fan."

You nod, knowing that even when what you give him is not much. For him it was more than enough.

"Now give me a kiss and let's eat, you have to go to class." he dry your tears and kiss your cheeks and then your lips.

"I don't want to go." You whine. Hugging him again.

"Preciosa, see it this way, our kids will need help with the homework, and the one who will help them is you." he jokes. "that's your motivations".

You laugh, he always knew the right thing to say to make you feel better.

February 2023

"Can you serve me some more juice?" he smiles, kissing your shoulder. "pretty please."

"Pablo, venga hombre que tu te puedes levantar. Deja a la niña comer." (c'mon son. You can get up, let her eat in peace) his dad say. Smacking him in the back of the head.

You laugh at that, but you grab his cup and get up to serve him more juice. You know how crazy he gets for orange juice.

"Listo, now eat." You pass him the juice after taking a sip of it.

"Hey. That's mine." he frowns. Joking with you. "Thank you, preciosa."

You were eating with his parents, they were visiting from Sevilla and wanted to spend time with you two.

Aurora and her boyfriend are with you two. You love spending time with them. Going on double dates with them.

"You want to know what's funny?" Aurora giggles. "your sister and I always talked about going on double dates and now that's she's in Paris. You're the one I'm going on double dates with."

You giggle with her. Your sister moved to Paris to study design. She and Aurora always video chat and text but now that you're with Pablo, Aurora and you were closer. Thing that makes your sister extra happy. Knowing that you're taking care of each other.

"We're going on a hiking adventure today, if you guys want to join we will leave after lunch."

You thank him, explaining that Gavi and you were going on a little museum visit.

Gavi's plan was to take you to a museum, you love art. So to him it was a good idea to have a more calm anniversary and to do something you love and enjoy.

"Y/n, cariño. Can you help me later with the cooking, you're the only one that can get the sauce to its point." Belén asks you, you nod excited. "Thank you, mija."

You love cooking with Belen, she always gave you advice and you improved your cooking with her recepies.

After lunch you all chat for a little, you love his family and the love you as their own. If you ask Belen or Pablo's father, they would tell you that they can see you two going for the long ride.

Belén often asks Pablo about the future. If he ever sees you two in his plans. Pablo would say yes without hesitation. You're the most important person in his life. He knows that.

If someone asks you, you would say the same, you can picture yourself with a family. You can picture yourself walking down the aisle to him.

But you two are young. Too young to think about marriage and a family. You want to live a lot of things with him. Not rush into adulthood.

"Let's go, preciosa." he extends his hand out to you, you take it, thumb caressing his skin.

The drive was calm, he was singing this new song he has on replay. You love when he drives, it suits him so much the driver look.

He like the idea of going to a museum date, he's interested in things people don't know about, this being one of them.

"Look, this one is call El Beso" he says. Teasing tone as he elbow your arm.

"Wow, you know how to read names, babe. Good job." You joke. Making him pout.

Your hands intertwine as you walk around. There was this specific painting that Pablo liked. He was reading about it.

"I want a copy of this at home."

"Yes, it's very pretty."

"Pretty like you." he kiss your cheek. Hugging you while he finish reading about the painting.

You love how easy it is to enjoy things with him, how easy is to love him, to talk with him.

"Te amo, Pablito." You kiss his cheek. Hugging him tight.

"I know. I love you so much too." he kiss your lips. Smiling into the kiss.

February 2024

"Careful big boy." You say, helping him walk upstairs of your home. "Let's slow down, you're running."

He was tired. Tired of always needing help, tired of always looking like a kid who needs to be taken care of, tired of not being able to be the old him.

"Joder, I can't do this anymore." he fall in the bed. He feel like crying. "just leave without me."

You sit next to him. Caressing his hair and letting him cry, you help him with his shoes, taking off his Jordan's.

You grab the glass of water you always have next to you in bed. Bringing it to him, "Amor, drink this."

He does as you told him. Drinking the whole glass, you sit behind him, careful with his legs.

"Come here, amor." You push him down to you. His back stick to your chest. Your hands on his hair, nails caressing his scalp. "I'm not going anywhere, not without you." He sobs again, he's not in his best days and you know it. "shhh, I'm here. You're okay."

You treat him like a baby, you're aware of that, but you don't mind it. He was your baby, your Pablito, he was yours and you love taking care of him.

"Today my friend Jessica made cookies." You began telling him about your day to distract him. "and they're so good, I saved you one."

His sobs are more calm now. His breathing still very accelerated and that worries you.

"Also, today on this class, remember the one you convince me to take?" You kiss his hair. Hands caressing his arms up and down. He nods at your question. "Well they asked us today to describe something about our partner or someone we love, like when we knew we loved them."

He's calming down, paying attention to your words. You know how to calm him down, how to take his mind out of his worried state.

"And I talked about that nigh in the park. When you asked me to be your girlfriend." You giggle, remembering how happy you were that night. "I can't forget the words you told me. How your mom told you to confess your feeling for me, because a girl like me happens once in a lifetime."

"That's true." he whispers.

"I knew I loved you because you were so honest with me, you were so straight with your words. How you told me you will give me anything I want. And you do."

"Even when you told me that I spoil you too much." he chuckle.

"And I want you to know how in love I am with you, Pablo. You're my love." You kiss his earlobe, then his head. "do you know that?"

"I know, and I love you so much too. I'm in love with you too."

"So don't ever think just because of your ACL or any other injury I'll leave you behind. Pablo I'm with you for the long ride." You hug him, his hands find yours and intertwine them. "Now, what if we both stay home and I prepare some nice dinner or better, we can order McDonald's."

You see his reflection, he's smiling like crazy, even with red eyes and tearful cheeks he looks like an angel.

"Te amo. You're the love of my life."

"And you're the love of my life." You kiss his head again. "and I know that in every life time we will be together."

"Even as worms?" he tease you.

"Even as worms, mi amor."

You enjoy a night at home with him, telling stories and watching movies that you both later comment.

That's what you enjoy the most, how every moment is a special moment, even the smallest ones.

"Oye, kiddo." You call.

He lift his eyes from his ice-cream. Attention all on you.

"Te amo." You get closer to kiss him. "and I always will."

[sportswriters]

christmas surprise - p. gavi

pairing: pablo gavi x female!reader | fluff | established relationship | wc: 1.3k | warnings: none | a/n: hey, merry belated christmas! this scenario wasn't planned, but gavi did the miracle of posting a story and i got triggered to write it. hope you like it! - ella

you told gavi that you wouldn't be able to spend christmas with him or his family. things were tight at work and you hadn't been able to get a last-minute flight — that's all you told him, who believed you, letting his withered expression show on the video call, but he understood your reasons.

he promised you that he would call you on christmas night, because you would be alone in your cold apartment, even if he wanted to take the first flight from spain to germany, but you wouldn't let him. you liked the connection he had with his family and preferred him to spend the holiday with them.

however, you secretly planned a surprise.

you managed to get a last-minute flight and despite the rush to make it on time, everything worked out. he still didn't know that you were about to knock on his door, distracting him with replies to his texts, as if you were still in your cold apartment in germany— but you were standing in front of his house.

nervous, you pay the taxi driver and look at yourself, checking your simple, pretty dress, all red, thin straps. your makeup was simple and you were holding a wheelie suitcase, ready to spend the rest of the year there too, since you've managed to plan properly for it.

you check the clock on your phone screen, noting that it's a few hours before christmas. but they're already all gathered inside, like the family they were, and you take a deep breath and start walking, dragging your suitcase along. you hadn't seen him for almost five months, always exchanging messages or making video calls, because you needed to stay in germany for another year to finish your master's degree in psychology.

even though it was difficult, you managed to make the relationship work. every now and then, gavi also managed to get over to germany to see you and spend a quality weekend, but those five months were the longest without seeing each other. you weren’t even able to go watch him play the match in which he made a comeback from his injury.

but you watched it all on tv. then you called him and spent hours together on the phone, despite the time zone, until you went to sleep. you thought you wouldn't be able to keep it up for that long, but you liked the way things were working out, both of you working equally hard to make it happen. you just had to wait another year. another year and you'd be back in spain, putting an end to all the distance.

you raise your hand and finally knock on the door. it doesn't take long for them to answer and the person who opens the door is aurora, your dear sister-in-law, gavi's sister, who gives you a huge, instant smile when she sees you standing outside. surprise shows on her face, but it soon gives way to genuine happiness, because aurora has always shown how much she loves you.

“oh my god, but i thought...?” she tries to say, hugging you.

you laugh softly and ask her to keep it down.

“i know, i know,” you say quickly, trying to explain yourself. “but i wanted to surprise him, okay?”

aurora crushes you in her embrace, but releases you soon after, agreeing with a silent nod. she makes room and points with her head in the direction gavi is, so that you can go and make your surprise without anyone ruining it.

you leave your suitcase by the door and walk silently to the other side of the room. from the side, you can see him sitting in a cozy armchair, with mateo, his younger cousin, sitting on his lap. gavi is looking at the boy, while another cousin of his snaps a picture and you ask him not to say anything.

you walk silently closer, slowly, not wanting to give away your presence too quickly and when you get close enough, you sit on the arm of the armchair as soon as he moves his hand away and smiles quickly for the camera, but he notices the sudden movement and raises his eyes towards you.

at first, his expression is closed, but when he sees that it's you standing next to him, his expression softens, there's surprise in his eyes and his lips lift in an instant smile, just like aurora's.

“y/n?” he calls out, confused, as if he's afraid he's hallucinating your presence.

you smile. he slides mateo slowly out of his lap and stands up, not caring about anything else except pressing his lips to yours in a kiss you haven't experienced for five months. and five months is considered a long time.

you pull away, only to hold his face, your fingers touching the smooth skin. the smile he gives you is so bright that you can almost feel your heart bursting with love. he touches your cheek and kisses the corner of your mouth, hugging you properly. the people around just let you have this moment.

“i've missed you so much,” you whisper just for him to hear and feel him squeeze you around the waist. your eyes tear up with emotion.

“no more than me,” he says.

as he steps back, he smiles even more at you, that sparkle in his irises outshining any glittering christmas decorations around you. the atmosphere is pleasant, cozy and you notice how he's dressed, so casual, so beautiful.

“i should have worn that horrible christmas sweater of yours,” you say, jokingly, making him laugh.

he stares you down.

“i like this dress better,” he says. “i  think it'll make my job easier later…”

“gavi!”

you understand the implicit suggestion and laugh, shaking your head, while he shows the innocent expression of someone who hasn't said anything too much. his hand finds yours, entwining your fingers as if he never wants to let go.

“you really came...” he murmurs, still trying to process your presence.

you nod, a smile playing on your lips.

“of course i came. couldn't let you spend christmas without me, could i?”

before you can say anything else, you're pulled out of the reunion bubble when aurora lets out an excited exclamation, attracting your attention. all the rest of the family were gathered around, waiting for their turn to hug you.

“a better surprise than this, impossible!” someone says in the middle of the small crowd, and you smile, feeling the warmth of the welcoming.

aurora approaches you again, hugging you. his mother is right behind, with a huge smile on her face.

“darling, i'm so glad you could make it!” mrs. gavira says, warmly.

you return her hug, but gavi doesn't let go of you for an instant. he remains by your side the whole time, observing your interaction with the rest of his family in silence, but with an expression of radiant happiness.

when everyone has finished talking to you, gavi finally takes you by the waist, leaving everyone alone again before christmas dinner is served.

“come here,” he calls, pulling you to sit on his lap, as soon as he sits back in the armchair. with his other free hand, he gently strokes your exposed thigh. “how long can you stay?”

you rest your hand on the back of his neck, brushing the skin with your thumb.

“until the first week of january,” you reply. “i thought we could make up for five months away from each other.”

his expression becomes radiant again.

“i'm having so many ideas…”

you start to laugh and hide your face in his neck, placing a tender kiss there. it still seems unbelievable that you actually managed to get there and that you were finally together, the longing crushing your chest like never before. you want to stay there forever.

“merry christmas, gavi.���

you realize that being there, surrounded by him and his family, is exactly where you always wanted to be.

[judebelle]

Hey I have a gavi request with him getting glasses, and he's all pouty abt it and its just pure fluff

i'm not cute, i'm sexy! - p.g. x reader

a/n : this req is so cutsie wtf

cw : js super fluffy

pairing : pablo gavi x fem!reader

wc : 800 (sorry this is short lol)

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you were sat in the passenger seat of the car, fingers swiping over your phone screen. you had been waiting for around 15 minutes for your boyfriend to come out of the glasses store.

pablo had went to the optometrist about a week ago for a check up, and also because he was having trouble seeing things from far away.

he was told that he needed glasses, and boy was pablo upset. he liked how he looked and was worried that glasses would make him look like a “nerd”.

you reassured him and told him that that wasn’t true. you tried to tell him he would look handsome with and without them.

he also needed to pick up contacts since he can’t wear glasses during training and games. but the optometrist told him to only wear them when he wasn't able to wear his glasses.

he was all quiet during the drive to the store. whenever he was in a bad mood, he would usually blast his music. you thought hell had frozen over when the whole car ride was silent.

finally after a few more minutes of waiting, pablo walked out of the shop with a paper bag in his hand. he wasn’t wearing any glasses walking out of the store, so you assumed they were in the bag.

he finally reached the car and opened the door before sitting in the drivers seat. he turned to you with a sigh. “i hate my life.”

you giggled at his dramatics. “put them on, i wanna see.” you bit your lip in anticipation.

“i would but… i’m.. hungry. what do you wanna eat?”

your eyebrows furrowed. what did hunger have to do with his glasses? “stop with the excuses, pablo.” your hand grasped his bicep. “i wanna seeee!” you whined.

your begging had finally convinced mr. stubborn to give in. “fine.”

you squealed in excitement and planted a kiss on his cheek. he fished through the bad and pulled out a leather glasses case.

he turned over to face the window away from you as he put them on. “don’t laugh!”

“i wont, i promise. just turn!”

he slowly turned over with his head looking down at his lap. after a deep breath, he looked up at you.

he had picked out clear full rimmed glasses. they sat low on his nose before he pushed them up gently with his finger. a rosy blush crept up on his cheeks while he tried to bite back his embarrassed smile.

you smiled softly to ease pablo's nerves.

“you look good baby! they look.. cute.”

pablo’s is smiled dropped at your choice of words. “cute?”

you nodded before pushing the front of his hair back admiringly.

“i’m not cute, i’m sexy! this isn’t fair!” he complained before his hands dropped into his lap hopelessly. “my life is over.”

this man.

you laughed at his overdramatic reaction. “you still look sexy, pablito, but you also look cute! there’s nothing wrong with that.” you hand cupped his jaw, thumb stroking his cheek before you quickly planted a kiss on his cheek in hopes of cheering him up.

he still didn’t listen to your reassurances. i told you he was stubborn.

he pouted and turned the key in the ignition. “let’s just go get some food.”

you two had driven off to a drive through to get some wraps and sandwiches. pablo pulled up to the speaker and told the employee both of your orders' since you visited here often. .

as he spoke, his glasses would slide down his nose, so he would have to keep pushing them up. he looked adorable, you couldn’t lie.

once you drove up to the window to pick up the food, pablo let out hushed curses at his glasses while he pushed them up his nose aggressively. “¡estas cosas estúpidas no se quedarán despiertas, dios!” (these stupid things won’t stay up, god!)

you chuckled at his frustration before the drive through window opened, the lady handing him your food.

you thanked her and drove off. after continuing to push up the glasses, pablo gave up and took them off. “i can’t do this, seriously.” you turned to him with wide eyes. “not on the road, pablo! put them back on!”

he, once again, didn’t listen to you and kept driving. his eyes kept squinting at different street signs and lights.

it took him almost hitting a squirrel for him to give up and put them back on with a angry huff.

---

you two had finally reached home. you plated your food and sat at the dining table. you sat across from pablo. his mood had eventually fixed itself as he ate. he must’ve been really hungry.

he was speaking passionately, excited to tell you a story. the whole duration of lunch pablo had kept pushing his glasses up his nose, but he had become accustomed to it now.

“i told pedro to call me later about it, because i dont want him doing anything stup-“

his words were cut short when his glasses finally slid off his face and into the sandwich on his plate, right into a puddle sauce.

you couldn’t help but laugh loudly at your boyfriend who was left pouting and staring at his plate and new mortal enemy.

[jo6o]

STARDEW LOVELY | drabble.

pairing: pablo gabi x fem!reader

author’s note: thank you for reading my first ever work here <3 kinda nervous to post this here, but i hope you enjoy nonetheless. if you happen to like this, make sure to request something on my inbox!

summary: gavi gets jealous of your ‘new boyfriend’. even if he isn’t real.

wc: 849 words (or something like that)

warnings: slightly suggestive, some pet names in spanish, a weird concept really lol, i didn’t proof read this

It was roughly 5PM, about 8 hours since you woke up. As soon as you opened your eyes that morning, you sensed that it was the perfect day to enjoy a nice day in. The gloomy sky casting over the outside landscape alerted you that it was going to be cold with probable rain, so you made a mental note to wear warm clothes even though you weren’t necessarily leaving the house.

You looked over to the side, smiling giddily at the sight of your boyfriend sleeping beside you. You chuckle at his disheveled state. Messy hair pointing in all different directions with slightly parted lips, soft snores escaping here and there. You kiss his forehead lightly so as not to wake him up as you undo yourself from his embrace, ready to start the day.

As you drink your usual morning coffee, you wonder on the best activity to spend the day. Figuring that Gavi would sleep until late as he usually did since his injury induced break, you thought it would be better to do something by yourself for now. And that’s how you end up curled up on your couch, your favorite blanket covering you with some snacks laying on your side and your computer swiftly propped on your lap with the newest addition to your library, Stardew Valley, playing on the screen.

‘Only a few minutes’ quickly turned into a few hours, and before you noticed, you had already spent most of your day playing. Gavi was long forgotten, as he had woken up a while ago and you hadn’t even bothered to give him a ‘good morning’s kiss or even noticed that he was now sitting next to you, trying to get your attention for the past 15 minutes.

“Hermosa.” He stared at you attentively, a small frown on his lips. He saw how you stuck your tongue out in concentration and would coo at how adorable you looked if he weren’t so annoyed by you. Upon getting no reaction once again, he sighed, shuffling closer to you. It was only when he lightly shook your arm that you finally looked at him.

“Oh, morning guapo. I didn’t even notice you there.” You gave him a quick smile before turning back to the screen. He scoffed, mumbling a quick ‘of course you didn’t’ under his breath. Seeing as your attention was now back in the game, he pouted.

“Can you turn that off for a bit, princesa? Please?” He turns his body fully at you, focusing his gaze on your lips. “I miss you.”

Your face softens at the sight of him, turning yourself in his direction. Gavi could be the most adorable human being when he wanted to. As opposing to his aggressive persona on the pitch. You raise one of your hands up to his cheek, tracing light patterns on his skin with your thumb. He instinctively leans against your touch, moving just enough to kiss the palm of your hand.

“Sure thing, cariño. I just need to finish up and give this tulip to Sam.” His eyebrows furrow in confusion. Give what to who?

“Who's Sam?” You could see the confused frown on his face from your peripheral vision, laughing softly at his puzzled state.

“My game boyfriend! You know, my bachelor.” You wiggle your eyebrows at him, pointing at the small blonde pixel figure on your screen. You went on explaining about how hard you had worked to get that many hearts with Sam, your routine around the farm and you were looking to find all the perfect gifts for him.

Gavi couldn’t help but deadpan at you as you rambled about your little game crush, a feeling of jealousy bubbling in his chest. How was he jealous of a video-game character? Deciding he had had enough, he scoffed. Pulling your laptop away from your lap as you talk away, his eyes never leave your lips.

Suddenly, you feel your body getting lifted up from the couch as a squeal leaves your lips. You gently crash on Gavi’s lap with his arms snaked around your waist possessively, the only thing separating your bodies being the blanket that was previously sitting on your lap, now all crumpled between you.

“How about you pay some attention to your actual boyfriend? Hm?” He peppers sweet kisses to your cheeks and nose, before lowering slightly to the corner of your mouth. You feel your breath hitching in your throat as his innocent pecks now turn into hungry kisses as he nibbles on the skin of your neck. You instinctively lock your hands at the nape of his hair tugging at it lightly. He smirks at your actions, pulling back slightly to get a look at your pretty face.

“Missed me too, hermosa?” You nod in response, pressing a sweet peck to his cheek. He smiles in return, locking eyes with yours. It takes one look into his beautiful honey eyes for you to give in and close the space between you two. He melts into the touch of your lips on his, hands hovering over your ass. You smile as you pull away.

“Now this is better.”

[illusionsdelusions101]

Long Distance ~Pablo Gavi

Type~ Fluff Word count~ 488 Note~ Shorter one! Should I start making oneshots of Gavi?

You run your hand through your hair one last time and see that the ringing noise has stopped and Gavi appears on your phone. "Hey bebe." He smiles. He's walking to somewhere and you hear a door close. He props the phone against a pillow, and he lies in bed, you, seeing your adorable boyfriend wrapping up in blankets.  "Hey amor." You respond, smiling. "How's it over there?" You giggle as he still shivers with the ungodly number of blankets around him. "Cold." He sighs, pouting slightly. Gavi was all the way over in Germany for a game, which left you back in your apartment in Barcelona. "How was your day?" He asks. "It was good! I got a lot of work done for college; you know that dreadful essay? I finished it!" You smile brightly, that essay dragged you through hell and back, so you were glad you actually finished it. "Seriously! I'm so proud of you bebe!" He grins. 

You hear a door open on Gavi's end. "HERMANO ITS SO FUCKING COLD DO YOU HAVE BLANKETS!?" You hear Pedri shout. He comes into the camera view with sweatpants and a huge hoodie. "Yeah, in the closet." He nods his head. "Thanks. Oh, hey Y/N!" Pedri waves from the back and goes out of view. "Hi Pedri!!" You exclaim. After a few minutes, you see Pedri wobble with around 5 blankets in his arms. "So does that mean I'm not allowed in here until the call is done?" Pedri speaks up. "Yeah hermano, go chill out at Hector's room." Gavi says. You hear a sigh and a door opening and closing. "So where were we hermosa?" Gavi smiles at you. You giggle at his sudden flirtatiousness. 

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"So anyway,-" You get cut off by the doorbell. "Who the hell would be here at 5pm..." You shrug and get up. "I don't know princesa, why don't you go check?" He smirks. You look into the camera with an eyebrow raised "I somehow think you have something to do with this." You say sceptically.  He laughs and ushers you to open the door. You run across your apartment and unlock your door. (lock doors always people!!) You see a man there with a huge bouquet of white tulips, your favourite. "Delivery for Y/N?" He says. "Yes, that's me." You say exasperated. "Here you go." He hands it to you with a smile and you return it. You close the door and lock it again, quickly running back to yours and Pablo's bedroom. "PABLOOOOOO!!" You squeal in delight. You hear him chuckle. You run and jump on the bed. "You got me these carñio?" You smile widely. "Yes, I did princesa." He smirks. You grab the card on the flowers and open it. 

"To my bonita, I'll be home soon. xx ~Your Pablo" 

You might not enjoy while he's away, but this is the reason he makes long distance better. 

[rosiestillrosie]

01. Masterlist ⠀ ⠀ ⠀mostly ⠀ ⠀ football

⠀all recommendations has to have a song of reference ．⠀ I love to work based on songs ㅤۗㅤand don’t request too much pls⎯⎯⎯   ⠀ ⠀ 📌

" Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you: The X

( 𝚒. )⠀⠀⠀WHO I WRITE FOR⠀⠀⠀〜⠀

⠀ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶⠀⠀BARCA⠀;

⠀⠀[ Hector fort . . ]

⠀⠀[ pau curbssi . . ]

⠀⠀[ lamine yamal. . ]

⠀⠀[ pedri . . ]

⠀⠀[ gavi . . ]

⠀ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶⠀⠀OTHERS⠀;

⠀⠀[ Jobe Bellingham . . ]

⠀⠀[ Kenan yildiz . . ]

⠀⠀[ Arda guller . . ]

⠀⠀[ Marc guiu . . ]

⠀[ joao Felix . . ]

[brightlight-dazzlingeyes]

santa tell me | pablo gavi

🎀 synopsis: Writing to Santa under twinkling lights, surrounded by gingerbread scent – but the best Christmas gift is simply being loved. warnings: just pure fluff, christmas drabble, 400 words

| listen to my christmas playlist |

Every December, ever since I learned how to write, I’ve embraced the tradition of writing letters to Santa. Even after all this time, this year was no different. Maybe even more special, as I was spending the holidays with my first boyfriend, Pablo.

His cozy living room was decked out with twinkling lights and every kind of Christmas decor imaginable. We had a lot of time in our hands and spent the past few days decorating everywhere we could. The air was filled with the aroma of gingerbread cookies. Pablo watched me with a curious smile as I discreetly scribbled a note to the big man in red.

"Dear Santa," I wrote, trying to be discreet while Pablo pretended not to eavesdrop, "All I want for Christmas is for Pablo to swiftly recover from his injury."

I glanced over my shoulder, catching Pablo's eye. "He hates not playing football," I continued, "and I hate seeing him like this, looking like a grumpy reindeer."

Pablo chuckled, "Hey now, no need to bring the reindeers into this."

I responded with a wink, continuing my not so secret correspondence with Santa. "P.S. If you've got some extra magic stashed away, a sprinkle on Pablo's recovery cookies would be fantastic. Extra points for a speedy comeback."

Pablo's grin widened. "Recovery cookies, huh? I'm starting to like the sound of this."

I sealed the envelope with a flourish, "Santa loves specificity, you know."

As I finished, Pablo leaned over, making a half-hearted attempt to pretend he hadn't read every word. "So, what did you ask for?"

I faked innocence, "Oh, just the usual stuff. World peace, a lifetime supply of hot chocolate, and maybe, just maybe, a little speedy recovery magic for a certain football player."

Pablo pulled me into a warm hug, a mix of gratitude and affection in his eyes. "Thanks, baby." 

His eyes twinkled with warmth as he leaned in, planting a soft kiss on my lips. He pulled back, a gentle smile playing on his face. "You know," he murmured, "Santa's gift for me this year is having you right here by my side."

As we exchanged holiday wishes, I couldn't help but feel the warmth of the season and the joy of sharing it with someone special. I felt a rush of warmth, realizing that sometimes the most meaningful presents aren't found under the tree but right beside you. In that moment, under the twinkle of Christmas lights, I couldn't have asked for a more magical gift than the simple joy of being together.

[thatsdemko]

the more that keeps on giving - p.gavi

part three of the fake it mini series | previous part | next part

warnings: google translated Spanish

NOW

“what’s with that face?”

he knows the look on your face. he’s seen you give your brothers that same look, and he’s been on the receiving end of it a few times. it’s contorted sour look with anger mixed in, it settles into his stomach like acid that makes his heart drop.

“I’m not your girlfriend.”

you could throw your heels into his face— maybe poke out his eyes like you’d wanted done to you this evening—if you mustered up the energy, but you’re so tired from faking smiles and shaking hands that a glare into his soul will just have to do.

“oh,” his face falls, eyes focused on his hands into his lap, “I messed up, I know I’m sorry.”

an apology won’t cut it, and you’re too tired to form words, you just let him put the car in drive and take you back to your apartment. you listen in on the sound of the cars that whip past you while pressing your forehead into the cold glass.

he fights every instinct in his body to talk to you. he knows you just need space and he needed time to think over his words. why did he let that slip out? you were platonic friends who’d grown up together and hung out occasionally as adults, but you were definitely not dating. there was a time in his life where he wished he was dating you, but he knew every guy went through that phase with their girl best friends.

pulling into your apartment complex’s parking lot, he puts the car in park, “do you need me to walk you up?” he finally asks. it takes you a second to realize you’re home, after all that daydreaming about city life, and wishing you could’ve drank your way through the evening, you sat feet away from the entrance to your apartment.

“oh no it’s okay.” you shoot him a small smile collecting your things that had seemingly fallen onto the floor. the leather and black interior looked spotless compared to last night, you wondered when he had the time to take the car in for a cleaning.

“you sure?”

“positive.” you flash him a confirming smile while opening the passenger door, “drive safe, Pablo—“

“do you think you can do me one more favor?”

a sigh leaves your lips. you lower your head down so he can see the same sour mixed with angry expression, “does have to do with fake girlfriending?”

“and a hundred euros. you in?”

“text me the details.”

—

the hundred euros sit in the pocket of your wallet. you follow Pablo around with your sweaty hand in his and spend another two hours pretending to care about fashion, modeling, and a mixture of drama that bores you to death.

if this is what a wag life was like, you could for sure stop wishing for Ruben Dias every night before bed, this certainly was not the life you’d want.

“Pablo tells us you guys met when you were kids? what was he like?”

a snort escapes your nose, and trying your best to cover it up you situate yourself into a more comfortable position between the few of them that were eager to hear about young gavi’s antics. although they were all the same, tantrums and ankle biting you somehow survived it all to tell the tale.

“like he is now, but he’s much more tamed and mild than he was as a kid.” you glance in his direction and lucky enough for you, he knows those eyes need saving. it’s not uncommon for you to have a conversation about Pablo, in fact he’s a lot of your conversations now, but having to pretend you love him was unfamiliar territory.

“oh god I’m afraid to even know more.”

you feel a pair of strong arms wrap around your shoulders, a whiff of cologne that’s familiar and brings you to a calmer state. you relax into his arms and listen to his heartbeat against your head.

“I wasn’t a bad kid. misguided is what they call it nowadays.”

another uncontrollable snort leaves your mouth that makes you look up at him. he flashes a devilish smile that would’ve made you run when you were kids, but you stay seated now. you’re thankful the ankle biting and screaming was just a phase. you’re not sure when that anxiety stopped.

“I have a hard time believing y/n was ever misguiding you.”

“no not her! her brothers! she was little miss princess sitting on her throne.”

you roll your eyes playfully feeling the heat in your body rise. you hated this amount of attention. you know you’d have to get used to it since gavi was such an international superstar, but you couldn’t even handle five women pestering you with questions before needing saving.

“yet somehow I always became a victim to your ankle biting.”

the women find your comment amusing, and while Pablo doesn’t he just mutters a ‘whatever’ and presses a gentle kiss into your hair, “es-tu prêt à quitter la princesse?”

“si.”

—

“you survived another day as my girlfriend.”

you fight the urge to roll your eyes and just offer him your best fake smile, “hardly. thanks for saving me though.”

“eh with more practice you’ll get better.”

giving him a sideways look, that smile rises to his lips again and the anxiety that once was dug deep resurfaces to your stomach. that look is never good.

“relax I’m not going to bite your ankles,” he playfully pressed his hands to your shoulder giving you a shove, “but you are invited to sit in the box for el clasico. it’s important you’re there for me, all the girls are and it would be weird if you weren’t.”

“a hundred more euros?”

“you’re going to make me broke aren’t you?”

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[piastrishelmet]

💒¡ hi hi i'm julie, i'm eighteen, spanish, and healthy obssesed with sports men (i promise)

languages: english mainly, but i can also do spanish if anyone requests it!!

i'll be writing for: gavi and pedri for now. maybe f1 drivers in the future!!

you wont find smut here.

💒¡ welcome to my/our little safe place

[maisonbelligavi]

you know in the very beginning jude's ass is jealous of pedri, fermín and all the la masia kids bc they seem to get all of gavis love and kisses and attention while he is just "the rival"

Hi dear nonny! I'm sorry this is a bit late. Life has been chaotic to say the least.

I truly hope you enjoy what I did with your prompt request. I did try to keep it under 1k but oh well, brevity has never been my strength lmaooooo.

It has been half a year since Jude joined the Real Madrid Academy. Naturally, it went without saying that by now he was overly familiar with the La Masia kids. They’ve played enough games after all. He didn’t know if it was a stretch to consider some of them friends. As much as their matches could get charged sometimes, the minute it was over, all the intensely ambitious players on both sides returned to the easy going and playful teenagers they were.

Jude has gotten used to Pedri pulling him into a hug after every game. He and Fermin had their own special handshake as weird as that might sound. Their coaches always encouraged them to practice good sportsmanship and remain professional at all times. They didn’t necessarily have to be enemies, no matter how deep the lore of rivalry ran between Barcelona and Real Madrid.

Jude didn’t care for any of it. He just wanted to make it to the first team by his eighteenth birthday next year, play good ball and make a butt load of money.

For a while now, he’s noticed himself becoming more irritated at the end of each game with the La Masia kids. He knew the source of his ire well enough. What he was stumped on was how to proceed from here. What could he do to change the status quo as it were?

This was the primary thought that occupied his head as he approached the lone figure of Gavi. He was standing at the far end of the field after a hard-played game. His jersey was soaked with sweat. He had his hands planted at his waist and he seemed to look right through Jude as he reached his side.

What could the kid possibly be thinking about so intensely?

“Hey,” Jude said, as way of greeting and announcing his presence at the same time.

“Hey,” Gavi said, seeming to finally register Jude’s presence. His expression was blank. There was no smile thrown Jude’s way, his beautiful doe eyes weren’t shining with the affection he seemed to have in abundance for his teammates.

Jude felt the now familiar irritation flare within him, stronger today than it’s ever been. “You played a fantastic game, made life really difficult for me.”

Gavi shrugged, barely cracking a smile but it made Jude’s heart skip a beat all the same. “You played a good game too. I mean, you always do. You’re Jude Bellingham after all. You take care until the next one, yeah?”

He extended his hand for Jude to shake and the older boy stared at it as though it was a snake rearing its head for a bite. Jude realized this was it for today. Somehow his window of opportunity has passed once again. He swallowed the lump in his throat and shook Gavi’s hand.

It was all terribly professional, the epitome of good sportsmanship. It made Jude want to scream.

“You take care, Gavira,” Jude said, as his hand dropped to his side. “Always a pleasure.”

Gavi gave him a curt nod and walked away. But that soon turned into a sprint when he spotted Pedri and his other teammates. He ran straight into Fermin’s arms, kissing him all over the face. Pedri was his next victim, and by the time Gavi had gotten on the back of some player he couldn’t remember the name of, Jude was fuming where he stood.

He squeezed his eyes shut, dreading their next match already. He knew without a doubt he would approach the younger boy hoping it would be the day Gavi deemed him worthy of any lick of affection but the only thing he would walk away with would be a cold handshake.

That has been the status quo for the last six months, being treated like a proper rival, when all he wanted was to take the infuriating Barca boy on a bloody date.

***

Something was wrong. And it couldn’t have been related to football because Gavi’s team had claimed victory of the match they just concluded playing. But the boy looked anything but happy as he ran away from his teammates, heading for a secluded spot that Jude knew like the back of his hand. To say that he was well acquainted with the Academy’s grounds by now would be an understatement.

He found Gavi staring at the phone in his hand, as though willing for something to magically appear.

“Gavira,” Jude said, slightly breathless, after all the running he did to catch up with him. “Is something wrong?”

Gavi looked at him then, maintaining eye-contact as his lower lip trembled and his eyes shone with unshed tears.

“What’s wrong?” Jude repeated, his tone laced with worry.

“It’s stupid,” Gavi said, kicking at the grass at his feet. “Not really worth talking about.”

“Why don’t you let me be the judge of that?”

“I’ve been ghosted.”

“You’ve been what now?”

“Ghosted,” Gavi repeated, sounding embarrassed. “I was talking to this girl and well… I really thought things were going well. We had a nice vibe, you know?”

Jude nodded, licking his lips, ignoring the heart palpitations that assailed him out of nowhere.

“Or at least I thought we did.” Gavi let out this self-conscious laugh, running his fingers through his messy hair. “For the last week or so, she stopped replying to my messages. There was no warning at all.”

“She blocked you?” Jude really wasn’t sure how to feel about this. When he wanted Gavi to let him in, this wasn’t exactly the kind of conversation he fantasized about them having.

“She ghosted me,” Gavi corrected, because of course that detail was particularly important. “My messages deliver. She just leaves me on read. Doesn’t also pick when I call.”

“Oh,” Jude said, deflating with this information. Oh, he hated that girl with every fiber of his being.

Gavi shrugged. “I guess this is her way of letting me know she’s not interested.”

“I’m sorry.” Jude winced at how robotic that sounded. Was he even sorry? God, he was the absolute worst.

“My pride is hurt more than anything.” Gavi gave another shrug. “It’s just…would have been nice if she communicated with me, you know? This isn’t exactly the most mature way of doing things.”

“Forget her,” Jude blurted out. “Girls are stupid anyways.”

“No, they’re not,” Gavi countered, tone laden with conviction. “Girls are pretty and fun and brilliant. Some of them can be frustrating to deal with, true, but they’re anything but stupid. Boys are stupid. That’s a universally accepted fact.”

“Well, this one doesn’t deserve you, clearly,” Jude doubled down, because he’s already dug his own grave, might as well handle the burial. Retracting would only make him a pussy and Jude was anything but that.

“And you do?”

“What?” Jude said, suddenly feeling incredibly light-headed.

“Oh, don’t play dumb now.” Gavi rolled his eyes at him. “Bellingham, you’re not as subtle as you think. In fact, you aren’t subtle at all. Everyone knows you’re into me. My coach teases me about it for God’s sake. Dude, trust me. I have known since forever. The first person who runs to my side when I so much as stumble is you. How could I not know?”

Jude felt like a block of ice where he stood. It felt as though his palpitating heart was going to beat out of his chest. His brain was only capable of latching onto one thing so he voiced that out loud. “What do you mean your coach teases you about it?”

Gavi gave him a genuine smile then, the very first one, and Jude felt like a victorious gladiator in an arena full of adoring romans chanting his name.

“That’s between me and him,” Gavi said, and his smile only widened.

It made Jude incredibly curious but he didn’t press him. He had a more important question to ask anyway. “You knew all this time and yet you continued to treat me like a pariah?”

“You made me nervous, okay!” Gavi confessed, his gaze vulnerable. “I’ve never…I don’t do boys. Didn’t exactly know how to handle having a crush on one. There also happened to be this little voice in my head telling me it was wrong. So, I decided to just focus on girls. It was easier. Truth be told, this whole thing with Grazia was me trying to forget you.”

“Did it work?” Jude asked. It would take him at least a couple of days to process everything else Gavi had just said. “Or do you still have a crush on me?”

Gavi looked down for a while, chewing on his bottom lip while Jude stewed in the suspense. “Yeah, you’re pretty much under my skin. Tried damn near everything but nothing has worked so far.”

“How about going on a date with me?” Jude said. “How about we give that a try?”

Gavi’s response came quickly this time, shy smile playing around the corners of his full lips. “Yeah, I don’t see why not.”

[pablitogavii]

Request: The reader is sleeping over at Gavis and gets sick throws up. When Gavi tries to help her she gets angry because she’s embarrassed and tells Gavi to leave but he stays and helps her. Also love your writing. and Thank uuu ❤️❤️

I'll change it a little bit but hope you like it :)

Period Problems

"Welcome nena" Pablo opened the door for you and you smiled seeing him in that comfy white hoodie and messy hair.

He looked so adorable right now..not that he is not hot in his Barça kit but there was something special about Pablo in his home clothes.

"Let's watch the movie!" you came inside rushing to the sofa plopping down while he giggled nodding his head turning the TV on before sitting besides you. You were having stomach aches for the past few days but hoped they would subside when you took Tylenol.

"Wanna come here nena?" Pablo opened his arms and you smiled nodding your head and moving closer nestling in his arms comfortably blushing a little since he was only your friend..but you both knew there was more to that. He even told you are the type of girl he would want for his girlfriend and he made sure you knew tonight was a date.

Cramps were only getting worse the longer you waited so you tried pulling your legs up to help it but it was useless. This was just your luck! Is it possible that your period is starting this early!? And during your date too! Ugh!

"Um..I have to use a bathroom. Can you pause it?" you say when you weren't able to hold in the pain any longer and he nodded as you quickly rushed upstairs. Pablo was kind of worried when you weren't coming out for a few minutes so he walked up knocking on the bathroom door.

"Nena? Are you okay?" he waited for your answer but all he could hear were light sobs which made him freeze thinking he had done something wrong. Did he push you too far? Maybe you weren't into him like he thought you were?

"Y/n please, can you open the door for me?" Pablo's voice was soft and he wanted to do anything in his power to make you feel better. You slowly opened from where you were sitting on the floor holding your knees to your chest suffering horrible pains.

'Bebé, what's wrong? Did you not feel comfortable with me holding you? Was I too forward? Please tell me preciosa.." Pablo said moving a strand of your hair behind your ear and your heart swelled at his words. He was so sweet..díos!

"No! I liked you holding me Pablo..it felt..um nice" you said shyly about to smile but another wave of pain hit you and you could feel your period starting soon which made you so embarrassed.

"So what's wrong then nena? Is something hurting you?" Pablo noticed the wave of discomfort again on your face and how your cheeks turned a dark shade of red at his question. He was very confused but also very worried about you.

"No..um yes..well, it's complicated...I think I need to go home now" you said about to get up but your cramps wouldn't let you move as you winced returning to the previous position.

"Please, tell me what's wrong..I want to help you" Pablo kneeled in front of you noticing that it was your stomach you were holding so he deduced that must be what was hurting you.

"Pablo, you can't exactly stop this..it's um kind of a girl thing?" you hinted and it took the boy a few seconds to comprehend before opening his eyes wide upon realizing what you meant. He heard about periods before..he has an older sister duh!

"Way to ruin a first date huh?" you joked but were kind of disappointed thinking he must hate you right now which was definitely exaggerated.

"It doesn't need to be ruined nena..I can go look into my sister's bathroom for the pads and if she doesn't have them, then I'll go buy some quickly and come back...that way you can stay the night still?" Pablo said and you were a little shocked that he was so understanding making sure you don't feel embarrassed for something that's out of your control after all.

"You would do that Pabs?" you said and he leaned in kissing your forehead before jumping onto his feet.

"I'll be right back nena!" he said jogging to his sister's bathroom coming in the matter of seconds with three different version of pads. Aurora stocks then just like you for every occasion.

"Why does she has so many different kinds!? Mierda! Will any of these work???" Pablo said and you laughed being stopped by cramps the moment you tried moving.

"Yeah, the blue one is perfect" you answer and he gave it to you with a smile asking if there is anything else you needed. He again noticed your cheeks getting red.

"Um..I kinda stained my leggings and um need some clothes?" you said looking to the floor and he raised your chin telling you not to worry a thing before rushing back into his room.

"Here are my smallest pair of sweatpants although they will look gigantic on you and your favorite Barça top I own..and um some boxers too..they are comfy" he said blushing a little too and you thanked him before he let you change up on your own time.

"Since when are you this much bigger than me!?" you said while walking downstairs swimming in his clothes practically while Pablo was in the kitchen making you some herbal tea and having heart eyes when he saw you in his clothes.

"You were always a midget compared to me nena..here, this might help too" he said and you smiled knowing he must have googled 'what helps with period cramps?' while you changed.

"I'll try anything at this point, but rarely can something stop my cramps.." you said with a pout taking the cup from him as you both slouched back onto the couch.

"I've seen this tiktok recently.." Pablo said and you smirk teasing him about his new addiction with the app but he ignored you per usual so you asked what he was referring to.

"Some girl said it helps when her boyfriend lays on her stomach..so maybe I can help you?" Pablo spoke and you felt your heart beating faster at his use of word 'boyfriend' in that sentence.

"Um..boyfriend?" you say shyly and he smirk raising your chin up and placing his lips to yours like it was the most natural thing in the world..you loved how spontaneous and natural it felt to kiss him.

"Now nena..lay down and let me help you as your boyfriend hm?" he said and you blushed nodding your head and doing as he said feeling the weight of his head on your lower stomach instantly relieve the residual pain you've been feeling.

"How is that?" he asked after a few minutes looking up and you gave him a sweet smile. Pain was still present but it was definitely not what you were focused on right now..he was your boyfriend for real this time! You felt so happy!

"Um..it's good..still hurts a little" you answer and he asks where it is that hurts so when you showed him he raised up your (well his hehe) shirt and started massaging your stomach with his large hand which send you into a trance making the pain completely disappear this time...this was the first thing that actually worked!

"I can tell that's working..I'm so glad mi nena bonita" he said smiling and pecking your lips a few times which besides feeling strange also was the best feeling in the world. Wearing his clothes, being in his arms and having him massage my cramps away..I was in heaven!

"Mmm más besitos!" you whine when he pulls away and he smirks making your blush again..you were so hooked on those kisses right now.

"Your wish..my command mi amor" he said kissing you again for a few minutes before pulling away and kissing your stomach which made butterflies swirl around.

"Now let's finish our movie while I keep massaging you.." he said and you nodded in agreement resting in his arms underneath the blanket with your back glued to his strong chest and his large hand went underneath your shirt again continuing to relieve your pain for the rest of the night.

I know it wasn't exactly what you asked but I hope you like reading it :)