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[leilakisakabiri]

Try Not To Laugh Challenge (Pedri)

Summary: You and Pedri are co-workers who are paired up to do a video for the Barcelona Instagram account - the only thing is you’re dating and both bad at hiding the feelings. 

Warning(s): none

A/N: Please send in any requests if you have any. 

Word Count: [2035]

You stared at the email in disbelief. Just your luck. 

You were currently being asked by your manager to meet him on the training grounds to film a video for Barcelona’s Instagram page with Pedri. 

Big no. 

Originally, Gavi was supposed to film the video with him but had to cancel last minute as the shoot he was doing with Nike was taking longer than anticipated. 

Because of the short notice, the players had already been sent home, with only Pedri remaining after practice. 

This led to you getting an email from your manager to step up and take the role as you were the team’s social media intern. 

You didn’t want to turn him down, one because he was your boss and technically you weren’t even sure if you could without getting fired, but two also because you hadn’t seen Pedri all week and a small part of your brain, that was filled with all the mushy gushy feelings missed him. 

The two of you had met when you started your internship with Barcelona the summer prior, he had just been ending his second year as a professional, and you had just ended your second year of college, thus landing the internship as a result.

Initially, things had been pretty awkward between the two of you. You rarely ever saw the players, often being thrown headfirst into the research aspect of social media marketing, such as trying to predict trends and analyzing raw data. It wasn’t until 5 weeks later that you had your first encounter with the boy. 

You had walked into the break room, which to be fair was more of a snack room than anything else, the tables filled with different assortments of food.

Once there you noticed that there was only one other person present. A brown-haired boy on the other end of the table, looking intently at what appeared to be muffins.

You chose to ignore him at first, deciding to see the spread of food the Barcelona staff had brought in for everyone today. Your eyes locked on the pizza, and your body filled with excitement. 

You were a big fan of pizza. 

There was only one slice left and it was calling your name. 

You grabbed a plate and made your way over, reaching out, just as another hand stole the pizza. 

You looked up, ready to fight for what was rightfully yours, making eye contact with the boy from earlier. 

He spoke first “Oh my bad. Did you want that?” 

You cleared your throat, ready to stake your claim, but instead only came up with “Oh no, no worries.” 

God damn it Y/N. You really need to grow a backbone you thought. 

The boy looked at you, “Are you sure, you can have it if you want.” 

He held up the limp pizza and you both watched as the cheese slowly started to separate from the sauce. 

“I’m good. Thanks.” 

The boy nodded before moving along the line.  

You looked back over at the food, you had skipped breakfast earlier this morning as your boss asked you to come in earlier than expected so you didn’t have time to grab anything.

As you were contemplating whether to eat a muffin or an apple your stomach began to growl. 

You felt your cheeks grow hot as you desperately prayed the boy standing just a few feet away didn’t hear it. 

“Okay, clearly you’re hungry. Just take the slice, really I don’t even want it, it’s bad for my diet.” 

You wanted to die. You finally met someone who looked around your age and the first thing you did was embarrass yourself in front of them.  

You turned around to face the boy, he was once again holding the pizza in his hand, but this time he was stretching it out to you as a peace offering. 

You looked at him as he gave you a warm smile. 

“Split it?” You asked. 

The boy grinned, “For sure.” 

After that, whenever you and Pedri saw each other in the hallways you always made sure to stop and say hello. Eventually, those hellos became walking with each other back to your respective cars whenever you ended at the same time. Those walks then became lunch breaks, and before you knew it you were spending so much time with Pedri, you were surprised no one else had picked up on it. 

“What do you tell your teammates when they ask where you go?” you questioned, sitting beside him in the empty conference room as you shoveled yogurt into your mouth on a random Friday afternoon. 

“I say that I’m talking to my mom.” he admits. 

You laugh out loud, reaching over to hit his shoulder, “No way haha. They believe that?” 

Pedri rubbed the spot where you hit him, pretending it hurt, “Well they’ve never questioned it.” 

“Aww but doesn’t Gavi miss you?” You asked, making a kissy face with your lips, purposely trying to annoy him. 

He groaned at your antics, pushing your legs that were rested on his lap away, “Oh fuck off. You know there isn’t anything going on.” 

You giggled. Recently someone had started a rumor on the internet that Pedri and Gavi were madly in love and once you had caught wind of it you had brought it up every chance you could, never getting enough of Pedri’s angry face, which in all honesty did not look even the slightest bit intimidating. 

“Can’t say the same for us.” Pedri spoke, effectively cutting off your giggles. 

You straightened in your seat, “What?” 

“Oh c’mon you clearly have a thing for me.” He spoke again. 

This time you fully sat up. While it may have been true that you were harboring the slightest, and i mean the slightest of slight, feelings for Pedri, there was no way anyone was ever getting that out of you unless you were literally chained to a wall fighting for you life. 

Maybe not even then. 

“Not even a chance.” You huffed looking at him as he grinned back at you. 

He leaned over, hands finding their way to your shoulders as he squeezed, “Awh c’mon Y/N you’re telling me you don’t even have the tiniest of feelings for me.” 

You raised your eyebrows at him, “Why so curious? You got a crush on me or something?” 

Now it was his turn to shrink away. 

“What? No, of course not.” 

“Then why are we talking about this?” 

“Whatever.” 

You peaked at him through the corner of your eye, you couldn’t tell if you were imagining it or not but you swore you saw the smallest tint of pink on his cheeks. 

You were right, he definitely had a crush on you. That all led you to your current position now, where you and Pedri had been dating in secret for 6 months, not wanting to risk telling anyone and you losing your job, since it was against company policy for employees to date when there was a power difference, which in this case there was since Pedri was a player and you were an intern. 

Debating it over in your head, you decided to go and just get it over with. You just hoped you and Pedri would be able to keep it undercover. 

You both failed. Miserably. Throughout the shoot you kept feeling Pedri’s eyes on you when they shouldn’t have been. For example, when your manager was explaining the rules of the game behind the camera, you could feel Pedri’s gaze directed towards you, and when you turned to look at him, he gave you a smile that made your insides melt. 

It had been just over a week since the two of you had last seen each other, with the team going off to compete in a different city for La Liga, and you staying back to keep up with work at home base. You weren’t even able to Facetime as there was never a time where both of you where free or away from everyone else. 

You had missed him a lot, and it seemed he had missed you just as much. 

“Ok so do you two understand the rules?” Your manager asked. 

You gave him a thumbs up before turning to Pedri.

You both walked over to the water bottles, reaching down to collect them. With your backs turned to the camera, Pedri leaned over and whispered, 

“I missed you this week. Wish you were with me.” 

You sighed, glancing over at him, “Me too.” 

You both parted before you could say anything else, standing opposite to each other after being handed flour tortillas. 

“Ok so just try to hit each other with the tortilla’s and we’ll be good.” 

You had a mouth full of water as you tried to communicate with Pedri about who should go first. The boy stared at you with a confused look. 

You started doing the motions of rock, paper, scissors, and finally he understood. 

You won, and started moving closer to Pedri with the tortilla raised as he kept moving backwards. 

You had to choke back a laugh as he almost tripped over a lighting wire, turning your body away from him and closing your eyes so you wouldn’t have to see the look on his face. 

You urged him back towards you, and he took hesitant steps forward. 

You pretended to be surprised, and looked at something over his shoulder pointing for him to look. 

Stupid boy. Literally the most classic trick in the book. 

As he was mid turn you slapped him with the tortilla on his cheek, the noise of water sprurting out of his mouth and silence that followed after sending you into hysterics. 

The water spilled out of your mouth as you laughed, “Oh my god, I can’t believe you fell for that!” 

Pedri glared at you before giving you a light push as you leaned over trying to catch your breath. 

“This is what I get for trusting you.” 

You stood back up, tapping his cheek empathetically, “You’ll survive.” 

He pulled your hand away from his face, but let his hand rest in yours for a second too long before he dropped it. 

“I’ll get you back for that.” He warned once again taking his position across from you. 

You smiled sweetly at him, “I’d like to see you try.” 

The game went on like that for another 2 rounds before your manager called it quits saying that there was enough footage to post. 

You were drenched from head to toe when he had finally called cut, and you had a disgusted look on your face. During the last round, Pedri had purposely lost and spit water all of your face. 

You had shrieked jumping away from him, but he grabbed your wrists trapping you from getting too far as he drenched you. 

“Pedri Ew! So gross!” You groaned once he finished giving you a mini shower. 

He gave you a cheeky smile, “Told you I would get you back.” 

You rolled your eyes turning to face the camera, “Can we be done yet?” 

Your manager laughed behind the camera, “All good.” 

You smiled once more at the camera before saying bye and letting Pedri finish off the video. 

Once everything had wrapped and you had dried yourself, Pedri came over to you. 

“That was fun!” 

You groaned, walking alongside him as you made your way to your cars, “For you maybe.” 

“Oh c’mon Y/N, don’t be a sore loser.” He retorted, bumping your shoulder with his. 

“I didn’t even lose!” You exclaimed. 

Pedri’s eyes twinkled at he looked at you, “That’s not the way I remember it at all.” 

“Then you must have amnesia.” 

He laughed at your comment, “You know what would probably cure it?” 

“Hmm?” 

“Some kisses.” 

You once again rolled your eyes at Pedri’s cheesy words, but felt your self smile regardless. 

“Fine, but you get nothing if I beat you to your car.” You shouted already taking off in a sprint. 

You heard Pedri yell after you before he started chasing you, “Not fair!” 

You laughed to yourself, feeling so grateful that you had found someone who was just like you.