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Balde fic where hes normally super smooth and confident but the reader has him all nervous and stuttering for the first time ever and his friends are teasing him for it 👀

Unscripted~Alejandro Balde

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・❥・a/n: I LOVED writing this so much!!

Balde was known for his charm and confidence between his teammates, especially when it comes to the topic of girls. However, when he met y/n, it was as if all his confidence vanished in seconds.

y/n was the best friend of Berta, Fermin’s girlfriend, and while she and Alejandro only exchanged a few polite words at one of the matches she had attended with Berta, something about her lingered in his mind.

Maybe it was her beauty, or kindness, maybe even confidence. He couldn’t exactly point out what it was, but ever since their first encounter, Alejandro found himself bringing her up to conversations more than he would like to admit.

And of course, his friends noticed.

“I swear she’s all you ever talk about,” Gavi once said, as the group of them were sitting at Pedri’s apartment, enjoying a chill evening.

“That’s not true,” Alejandro scoffed, knowing damn well he was lying.

“Yes you do” Lamine joined him, smirking as he gave Pedri a wink. “Last week you asked Fermin if she was single four times. In one conversation,”

Alejandro groaned before speaking again. “I didn’t–”

“You did,” Fermin interrupted with a smile. “Don’t worry though. It’s cute to see ‘Mr smooth with the ladies’ being shy about his crush”

“Leave him alone,” Pedri added with a teasing smile.

“It’s fun watching him malfunction for once,” Ansu said, making the others laugh.

“I’m not malfunctioning! You guys are annoying” Alejandro shot back, glaring at his friends

“All I’m saying is that if she’s going to be at the barbeque, we’re gonna need some popcorn for the show,” Gavi said, leaning back on the couch with a smirk.

“Please y/n. Fermin’s friends are pure chaos, and I need you to be here with me. Plus Balde is gonna be here” Berta’s teasing voice said through the phone , making y/n roll her eyes.

“I’ll come, but only because I know you can’t handle any set ups on your own” she said, making Berta hum in sarcasm

“Mhm sure” she teased making y/n chuckle

“Shut up. I have to go now” y/n said before hanging up.

“Hey guys?” Fermin said, approaching his group of friends. “Berta said that y/n is gonna be with us at the barbeque” 

Gavi let out a whistle as Pedri laughed, watching how Alejandro nearly dropped his bottle, the plastic container slipping from his hands and spilling on his shorts.

“Joder” Balde mumbled, furiously patting the wet spot on his shorts (fuck)

“Oh man he’s already losing it” Lamine burst into laughter

“Relax, Romeo,” Ansu said, smirking. “You’re gonna be fine, just don't faint when she talks to you”

“I hate you all” Alejandro said, throwing his water bottle away and going to the other part of the team, the ones who didn't know about his secret crush

By the time the boys arrived at Fermin's house, Berta and y/n had already set up everything in the backyard. Balde spotted her from the door, watching how she laughed at something Berta had said.

“She’s right there” Pedri whispered in his ear, nudging his shoulder

“I have eyes” He hissed, making Gavi chuckle from behind them.

“So go say hi to her,” Lamine urged, grinning like a kid who's just been given candy

“yeah let's see that famous Balde charm you've been bragging about in action”Ansu teased, making the group laugh once again

“I haven't been bragging–”

“Oh please,” Pedri interrupted, “I've lost count of the times you've said ‘i don't get nervous around girls’,”

Alejandro groaned, shoving his sweaty hands in his pockets

“can you guys just…stop?”

“Oh not a chance,” Fermin grinned. “you’re gonna go talk to her”

“I’m not doing it right now,” He shook his head, making Gavi snicker from behind.

“This is gonna be an interesting night,” Gavi said, rubbing his hands against each other as if getting ready for some action.

Throughout the evening, Alejandro tried his best to act normal, but it was impossible with her being so close to him.

She seemed to float through the party in her sundress so effortlessly, helping Berta out with last-minute details and chatting with everyone.

Everytime she looked his way, his heart rate skyrocketed, and he looked away immediately.

“you've been awfully quiet tonight,” y/n said with a curious smile, walking up to him as he stood awkwardly by the grill 

“I'm fine!,”he said way too quickly, his voice cracking slightly

She raised an eyebrow, her amusement evident.

“you sure about that?”

Before he could respond, Lamine appeared beside him, grinning from ear to ear 

“He's fine. just distracted by a very specific person”

Alejandro groaned, running a hand over his face.

“Lamine stop,”

“What?” Lamine grinned, “I’m just trying to help you”

“By embarrassing me?” Alejandro muttered under his breath

y/n tilted her head, clearly entertained by the exchange, “you guys are fun” she said with a soft laugh.

“Fun is one word for it” He said, shooting a glare at Lamine as he walked away, chuckling.

And as the night went on, the teasing only got worse. 

“He hasn’t tripped over his feet yet,” Pedri said, watching as Alejandro nervously handed her a plate of food before starting to make his way to them

“Give it time,” Ansu added, barely holding back a laugh.

“He’s definitely going to mess up soon,” Lamine chimed in, grinning.

“Can you all stop?” Alejandro hissed, his ears burning red.

From across the yard, Berta caught y/n's eye and gave her a knowing look. She blushed slightly, biting her lip.

Berta leaned closer and whispered something to Fermin, who burst into laughter.

“She knows,” Fermin said, nudging Alejandro. “You’re doomed, bro.”

“shit”

As the night started to wind down, y/n found Alejandro leaning against the fence, staring out at the backyard with a faraway look in his eyes.

“Hey” she said softly, walking up to him.

He jumped slightly, turning to face her with wide eyes. “oh, uh, hi”

“So you're gonna tell me what got you in the mood tonight?” she teased, a small smile playing on her lips.

“yeah…uh just tired, I guess” he said, scratching the back of his neck.

She laughed softly, before speaking again. “you're a terrible liar”

He let out a nervous chuckle, shrugging. “maybe”

“Well,” she said, stepping closer to him. “we should hang out soon. you know, just us”

Alejandro blinked, clearly caught off guard. “really?” he started, watching how she raised her eyebrows in amusement.

“I mean…yeah that'd be great. I'd like that”

She smiled at his shy state, leaning up to kiss his cheek.

“Good night Ale”

Before he could recover, she turned and walked away, leaving him frozen in place.

From across the yard, Gavi let out a loud whistle. “She made the move, and he’s still standing there like a statue!”

“He’s broken,” Pedri added, doubling over with laughter.

“I think she likes you, mate,” Fermin teased.

Alejandro groaned, burying his face in his hands. But even with all the teasing, he couldn’t stop smiling.

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Pablo Gavi (FCBarcelona) - Ugly Sweater

Day 25 of Christmas

Prompt: Ugly Sweater Contest

25 Days Of Christmas

Happy Christmas!

The camera zooms in on the bustling training ground of FC Barcelona. The players are gathered for a unique challenge, and the atmosphere is electric with excitement. Pablo Gavi and Y/n Y/l/n are at the center of it all, surrounded by an array of colorful fabric paints, glitters, and other crafting materials scattered across a large table. “Hola culers, I am Y/n Y/l/n, here with Pablo Gavi and we are here to see who can make the ugliest Christmas jumper.”

“Vamos, Y/n!” Pablo exclaims, his eyes glinting with mischief. “Who do you think is going to make the ugliest jumper?” Y/n rolls her eyes playfully, a grin spreading across her face. “Please, Pablo. You’re the king of ugly. I’m just here to help you look good for once”

“Yo y lo feo no deberíamos estar en la misma frase. A veces me sorprendes, Y/n.” He responds with a laugh, grabbing a neon green paint. “This is going to be epic!” Y/n couldn't help but laugh at the new word he learned just earlier that week: epic. As they dive into the challenge, they begin painting and glueing random materials onto their sweaters. Y/n grabs a handful of googly eyes, sticking them haphazardly all over her sweater. “Mira, Pablo. Un monstruo.” She declares, giggling. Pablo, not one to be outdone, quickly snatches a handful of bright pink feathers. “Ves esto? I’ll make a flamingo sweater. Que original.”

“Original? Creo que quieres decir horrible.” Y/n teases, sticking a paintbrush covered in blue paint into his hair. “Ese es el punto de este desafío, no?” The crew laughed behidn the camera as Pablo tried dodging the paint, but failing miserably. “Oh my god, I am so sorry!” Y/n laughed, not meaning to actually paint his hair. Pablo laughs, attempting to swipe the paint off his head but only making it worse. “You’re going to regret that, Y/n. Just wait until I win this challenge!”

As the clock counts down, they both put the finishing touches on their creations. Pablo, with a shirt that looks like a flamboyant bird’s nest, and Y/n, with a monstrous creation covered in eyes and glitter. “Okay, time’s up! Muestra tu suéter!” Yhe crew shouts, eager to see their creations. They step back, proudly displaying their sweaters. Pablo poses dramatically, striking a pose that makes the crew burst into laughter. “Mira esto! El más feo del mundo!” He declares. “More like the most ridiculous.” Y/n laughs, sticking her tongue out at him. They both turn to the camera, their playful rivalry shining through.

“Okay, final round is a catwalk.” Y/n says, glancing at Pablo with a mischievous glint in her eyes. As they both momentarily turned around to put their jumpers on, the crew let out a few quiet laughs. They counted down from 3 and turned to face eachother, looking one another up and down. Y/n hummed. “You know, it’s hard to have an ugly sweater when you have a face like that.” She gestures playfully at him, her words laced with flirtation. Pablo’s cheeks turn a deep shade of red, and the crew erupts in laughter. “No te rías de mí!” He protests, trying to hide his embarrassment. But his playful smile gives him away.

“Sorry, Pablito, but you really can’t help it.” Y/n adds, leaning closer as she pretends to inspect his sweater. “Qué dices? I’m handsome?” He grins, his blush deepens. “Pero, mi suéter es más feo.” Y/n scoffs. “Más feo? Have you seen mine?” Y/n raises an eyebrow, unable to contain her laughter. “I think you've lost this challenge, guapo.”

“Alright, alright! Let’s just let the viewers decide who’s the winner.” Pablo says, regaining his composure, but the smile never leaves his face. “But we both know it’s going to be me.”

i know who you pretend i am

pairing: gavi x ofc

summary: catalan author aroa ferrer is about to be translated into spanish. to promote her book, her publisher has the worst idea possible: a pr relationship with a heartthrob footballer.

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"Uhm, where is the bathroom?" Asked Gavi. His hands were sweating and he wanted to fix his hair before the meeting. He was nervous, more than he was when he had play in front of millions of people.

This was different. This made him vulnerable.

"That corridor to the left has the gender neutral bathrooms," explained the woman at the reception counter. Gavi thanked her quietly and walked toward the corridor she had pointed to.

The bathroom was empty, except for a girl in the farthest sink away, who was covering her face with her hands and quietly sniffling.

"I'm sorry," he stumbled, taking a step back. Maybe he could come back later.

"No, it's okay." The girl didn't look at him, scurrying pass him, almost running away from the place. It left Gavi with a bitter taste in his mouth. What had that girl so upset?

He didn't think too much about it, though. He had his own things to worry about.

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Iván put a hand on his shoulder when they were finally called up.

The offer had reached Gavi as a passing comment. Iván had heard that Roses Editorial was searching for a guy to be in a PR relationship with one of their more successful writers. The agent was offering the opportunity to his other clients, who were footballers of a smaller caliber than Gavi, when media attention was concerned.

Gavi would have usually not even considered an arrangement like that. His dating life was his business and his business only, but after a rough break up he needed to do something drastic.

"Hombre, I didn't think you'd be interested," admitted Iván. "You never want to do stuff like this..."

Gavi had shrugged.

"Just let me look a bit into this before I fully accept," asked Gavi. "Do you have the girl's name?"

"Aroa Ferrer," said Iván. "There are no pictures of her on the Internet, but you can check her book if you want."

Gavi frowned. He wondered if Iván noticed it was a bit strange that agirl with no public photos on the Internet was ready to go on a PR stunt like this, but he said nothing.

Gavi had bought the book, which was in Catalan, and actually read it. Going though the pages was quite different than completing his high school assignments. In school, he had loathed the language. Teachers were strict, the grammatical and orthographic rules made no sense, and he was in a clear disadvantage against his native speaking classmates. But Aroa's book was entertaining, the plot, the characters. It made him forget he was actually reading in a second language.

Aroa's second book was in Spanish. It had been published a few days earlier and was flying off the shelves in all the bookstores of the country. The publishing house wanted to take advantage of the rush, and use the publicity of a PR stunt to drive people's eyes towards the first book's Spanish translation.

Gavi walked to the office awkwardly. By the desk, Ferrer's agent and Roses' marketing manager were waiting for them. On the other side of the room, by the corner, arms crossed and jaw set, was the girl from the bathroom.

It took Gavi less than a second to figure out he had walked into a war zone, and that the room was divided. Iván, who either didn't notice, or ignored it, walked to the men in suits by the desk.

The men seemed to be delighted to see him. Gavi was sure that when they started asking around for an interested party, they never thought they could bag someone of Gavi's prophile. He could see the Euro signs in their eyes.

Gavi looked back at Aroa. Her jaw was set and he gaze was averted. Having the freedom to map out her face, Gavi was stunned with how pretty she was. Short brown hair curled to down to her chin, pink lips, curled in a pissed off expression, green eyes guarded and harsh.

She looked like she wanted to kill everyone in the room.

"Hi," he greeted shyly, when he caught her gaze. She replied with a short head gesture.

"C'mon, c'mon, sit, sit, Gavi." The men there were adamant in having him be as comfortable as possible. They really wanted to sway his will towards whatever they wanted to do. "Meet Aroa, she will be your partner in this operation. Excuse her behavior, she's not done throwing her tantrum yet."

Aroa clenched her jaw.

She definitely looked too pissed off for it be "just a tantrum". Suddenly, Gavi didn't think this was the best idea. Something about the men and the way they talked about their author, the fact that she was clearly distressed and nobady seemed to care.

"Aroa, sit next to him, I want to see you two together," demanded the agent. She obeyed, walking briskly and dropping next to him on the couch. Gavi could feel the tension in her muscles.

"Are you okay?" He asked, worriedly. It took Aroa a few seconds to figure out he was talking to her.

"Could be worse," she said, her face softening a little. Her eyes were prettier up close, he noticed.

"Alright, so, the idea is to have you two appear to be a couple in public, so that Aroa's book sells in the rest of Spain," said the agent.

"We also wanted something from this relationship," announced Iván.

"Of course." Both men seemed to find that completely reasonable. "What do you need?"

"Gavi broke up with his girlfriend a month ago. She's still posting indirect statements that reflect badly on him. Once the break up is announced, we would benefit of Aroa speaking kindly of him, at least a couple of times," explained Iván. Gavi flinched. The issues with Alicia had been many, specially after the break up. When she started posting, he and Iván had agreed to ignore the situation completely, but now that Gavi had been open to this scheme, it was logical that his agent wanted to take advantage of it.

Aroa rised her eyebrow, tension returning to her body.

"You're not like, abusive, right?" She asked bluntly. "I won't go against a victim just to clean you image.”

"I can promise you it's nothing like that," reassured Iván. "Alicia is just a little bit immature."

Gavi shook his head. That argument was doing nothing to quench Aroa's doubts.

"We fought during the break up," he explained. "Alicia wanted us to spend more time together, but I ignored her, sometimes even on purpose, to focus on football. If anything, all her complaints about me are about how I'm too immature and childish for a woman like her. That sort of thing."

Aroa seemed to find his explanation more plausible.

"If I learn that you did something bad to her..."

"I promise you I didn't," insisted Gavi. She finally nodded.

"Well, the relationship should be announced slowly, we don't want to overwhelm the public," continued the manager. Gavi had not caught his name, and he realised he did not want to.

"Yes, maybe Aroa should go to a couple of games, and you should be seen with the book somewhere..." agreed the agent, looking at Gavi.

"But how are we going to tie her face to her name? There are no pictures of you available on the Internet," interrupted Gavi.

"That's because my face should not be necessary to sell a fucking book," replied Aroa. Gavi tensed. During the whole time, Aroa had seemed tense, pissed off. But he now was starting so see the reason.

"Well, you refused to do tik toks, so this is your next option, young lady," reminded her the manager. Something churned on Gavi's stomach.

"My target audience is not on booktok," she complained.

"It will be if we say so," insisted the manager. "You wrote a roamce book, you can't be picky about your public."

"Wait, you don't want to be doing this?" Asked Gavi, fully tuning his body to watch her. By the corner of the eye, he saw Iván's expression souring.

"No. Not really. I want my books to sell because they are good, not because I'm some dude's girlfriend." Aroa explained. Gavi recognised the glint of ambition and pride on her eyes. He had the same feeling surrounding his career. He was liked and valued because he was a good footballer, not because he was pretty.

"Then why are you here?" Asked Iván, concerned.

"I don't have a choice."

"Her contact stipulates that marketing decisions lay on the Editoral. We were already kind enough to listen to her when she rejected booktok, we won't do that again," explained the manager. Gavi felt like throttling him.

"Well, Gavi and I need to reconsider the offer..." Iván stood up, and gestured Gavi to do the same. "This information changes a lot of things for us..."

Gavi spared one last worried glance to Aroa before slipping out of the room, following Iván.

"That was..."

"Defiently unethical," finished Iván. "I can't believe they think they have the right..."

Aroa rushed through the corridors catching them before they reached the elevators. She grabbed Gavi by the arm, desperation obvious on her eyes.

"Wait, please." There were tears streaming down her pink cheeks. "I... please. Stay. They will carry on with this plan with or without you, and I... I would rather have to do it with you, knowing that you care, and are kind, that to do it with whoever new they find, someone that agrees with their thinking." She explained.

Gavi did not doubt on wrapping jus arms around her, pressing her to his chest. Aroa buried her face on his shoulder, her tears wetting the fabric of his shirt.

"Alright," Gavi looked at Iván over her shoulder. His face was troubled, but Gavi could see that he agreed with him. They would take the offer, even if it was just to protect Aroa Ferrer.

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"I'm so sorry for getting you into this mess," said Aroa when she let Gavi in on her apartment. She had kicked out Inés, her best friend, so they could talk peacefully.

"It's okay, though. I kind of want to do it, you know?" Gavi put his hands on his pockets. Now that she's allowing herself to look at him, Aroa could admit that he was pretty handsome. "I'd rather help you, that see you in a fake relationship with some scumbag in a few months and wonder if you're okay every day."

"Still. You shouldn't be worrying about it."

Gavi shrugged, like it wasn't a big deal. Aroa couldn't fathom how he found the whole ordeal so... irrelevant, to the course of his life, but he was not putting his ambition at risk so that was that.

She led him to her kitchen, were she had prepared two bowls of simple tomato pasta.

"I wasn't sure what you could or could not eat..." she explained. "So I played it safe."

"Smells so good," he complimented. "I love pasta, specially before a match."

Aroa smiled, pleased.

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"So this thing... we can have it be quiet, right?" Asked Gavi, helping Aroa do the dishes.

"I'm not sure they want it to be quiet..." she told him. Edgar and Toni were like dogs with a bone, and Gavi was a very succulent bone.

"But I can demand that it is." He replied, confidently. "They need it to be me, no one is going to give them any more clout than I do," Aroa flinched. "I have power here."

"Alright," she said. "What do you have in mind?"

"Like Iván said, you come to a few of my matches, we get someone to spot you. I carry your books around a couple of times. Then we get caught kissing somewhere, maybe a restaurant or a park, something romantic. A couple of insta stories on the same place at the same time and done. We stop following each other on social media, don't interact in public and everyone will figure out we've broken up. Easy."

"Easy." Aroa repeated, finishing drying a dish.

"Yeah, easy." Gavi seemed proud of his plan."

"There is only one problem," she said. "I've never kissed anyone."

"Oh."

It was obvious Gavi did not expect that.

"Never?" He croaked. Aroa shook her head, a little bit embarrassed. She was about to turn twenty one, and no one had ever deemed her pretty enough for a kiss. "You didn't want to or..."

It was cute that Gavi thought she had chosen that. Aroa shrugged.

"Just never happened for me."

There was a heavy silence, in which Aroa avoided eye contact, turning her face away from Gavi, until she felt his hands gently cupping her cheeks.

"I could... we could kiss now," he offered. "So your first kiss isn't everywhere on the Internet. And so we know what to do when the moment comes or in an emergency."

Aroa took a shaky breath, lifting her gaze to look at him. Gavi's big eyes were dark, his lips parted as he studied her face. He wanted to do it, she realised, startled. Whether it was a stupid bout of desire or wanting to be kind she was not sure.

But she nodded, accepting the offer.

His lips met hers softly at first. Small kisses to help her figure out what was going on. But as Aroa grew in confidence, her arms lifting to grip his shoulders, her lips moving against his, the kiss deepened. Gavi gripped her waist, their hips colliding as he squished her against the sink. Aroa rised a hand to the back of his head as his tongue went inside her mouth.

"I thought it was supposed to be fake?" Inés' voice startled them into separating.

"We're just rehearsing," came out of Aroa's mouth, as she touched her tingling lips with the tip of her fingers. Kissing was nice, she decided.

Inés snorted leaving her purse by the couch.

"Sure, at least he's the hot one," she commented, before disappearing into her room. Gavi blushed, to Aroa's delight.

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Gavi went back home excitedly. His lips were still tingling from the kiss, his heart still beating hard from all the adrenaline. They were doing this. They were so fucking doing this.

But there was one thing he needed to do first. He found his family gathered in the living room, but they tackled the issue before he could open his mouth.

"Since when do you read?" Asked Aurora. She was holding Aroa's book. "And since when do you speak Catalan?"

"I wouldn't have a high school diploma if I didn't speak Catalan," he replied taking his coat off. His cheeks are already pink. "I've lived here for almost a decade, I'm not that stupid."

"But reading a romance book?" Insisted Aurora.

"Stop annoying your brother," reprimanded their mother. "God knows I've tried to get him to read for years..."

His dad, though, had a knowing smile on his face.

"Where were you, boy?"

"I, eh... that is what u wanted to talk about with all of you. I was... eh, I was on a date." He blurted.

Aurora's mouth dropped.

"So soon after Alicia?"

"Yeah. I know it seems precipitated, but I have a great feeling about this..."

"Gavi, dear, it's better if you wait a little. At least as a curtesy. Alicia deserves better..."

"Well, for as long as Alicia doesn't hear..." decided Aurora. "We can pretend like they started dating six months after the break up or something..."

"She's coming to my game next week." Said Gavi, squashing their planning. "And I asked her to wear my jersey." He had not actually, but he was sure it would be the easiest way to link her to him, if she was spotted alone in the stands with the rest of the families.

"That's a bit soon. It took you quite a while to go public with Alicia..."

"I'm sure of what I'm doing," replied Gavi, squaring his shoulders. "I like Aroa a lot. I want her—"

"We don't even know this girl," protested his mother. "How do you know that she isn't after your fame?"

'Because I caught her having a panic attack at the thought of using me for my fame,' he thought, but said nothing.

"Why is it so hard to trust my judgement?" He asked. He felt like he was setting Aroa up to be hated by his family, once they broke of the arrangement.

"If you feel lonely, I'm sure Alicia..."

"I don't want Alicia, Aurora," he snapped. "I want Aroa." As he spoke, Gavi realised he was saying the truth. "I really want to try this with her. She's sweet and smart and accomplished. She wrote that fucking book!" He pointed at the book that was still in Aurora's hands. "And I liked it! And I hate reading, and I struggle with Catalan! That is how good she is."

"We're gonna have to meet this girl," spoke his father then. "Before the match. Ask her when she can come for dinner."

Shit.

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"You didn't tell your parents it was a PR deal?" Said Aroa and Iván almost at the same time.

Gavi covered his face with his hands.

"They've been worried about the break up with Alicia. They liked her a lot, always asked if we are going to get back together. Aurora actually still meets with her, I'm sure." He explained. "I thought that maybe... I could use this to make them forget about my thing with Alicia, I don't know."

Iván sighed. He was used to Gavi's impulsive decision making, but Aroa was looking at him totally puzzled.

"Alright," she said. "I'm free every night next week."

"You're actually accepting?"

"You're making me a huge favour, not letting me do this with some random reggetón singer. How bad can a family dinner be?"

"If my sister suspects you're after my money, it can be quite awful," he warned.

"Then let's think of it as warm up, for when this thing hits the news."

At that moment, Gavi could have kissed her.

"Okay, you two need to fix that stuff alone," decided Iván standing up from the kitchen table of Aroa's apartment, taking the folder with him. After a second meeting with her publishers, the three of them had gone to her house to discuss the details form their more ethical point of view. "I'll give this to my friends. They will call you by the end of the week," he told Aroa.

Iván had offered to send the manuscript of her third book to some agents he knew, who specialised on publishing. They also had good ties with foreign publishing houses, and could get her translated to other languages apart from Spanish or Catalan, like English, French or German.

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"Do they really hate me?" Asked Aroa once they reached his home. She was squeezing a box of homemade cookies against her chest, nerves finally kicking in.

"They... liked Alicia a lot. And they distrust any girl that attempts anything with me. So this is more like an exam..."

"Great." Gavi almost snorted at her ironic remark. She had come out of her shell slowly, but it was fun to banter with her now.

Inside, they were greeted by his father first. He looked soft, like a teddy bear. He took the cookies from Aroa with a smile on his face, as he led them to the kitchen, as if this wasn't Gavi's house too.

There, they found his mother, who was a little bit more cautious around Aroa. She still smiled and was very polite, but Aroa could tell she was being watched.

Aurora would clearly he the hardest one to win over. She smiled curtly, but kept the interactions at the minimum. Aroa took a step closer to Gavi instinctively. He put his hand on her hip as he talked to his dad, something about the cookies being 100% acceptable by Barça's nutritionist standards.

"You made them?"

"Yeah!" His mother nodded appreciatively. Maybe it wouldn't be so hard.

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"They definitively hate me," whispered Aroa once they were alone in his room. She picked her pyjamas from the bag she had prepared to spend the night.

"Okay, it could have gone better," admitted Gavi, sitting in bed.

Even if his father seemed to welcome her, his mother and Aurora were not as inclined. They were still untrusting, and Aroa had spent enough time studying human behaviour to know they were comparing her to Alicia the whole time.

"I don't think it's worth it to try to make them like me," she told him. "I'll be gone in a month an a half anyway." Aroa went to the bathroom to change her white stamped t-shirt and blue jeans—that Gavi had helped her pick, for the pyjamas shirt and shorts. "You could tell them they were right about me and call it day," she offered when she exited.

"I don't like that, though," he shook his head. "I don't want them to think badly of you. You're wonderful, I wish they could see it. And what do you mean you will be gone, we can still be friends, no?"

"I thought you would want me gone," she admitted, sitting in bed next to him. Gavi shook his head. "Not at all. I want to be friends with you, I want to able to laugh about it in a few years."

Aroa rested her head on his shoulder, in silence. Gavi had to keep himself from dragging her to his lap and crushing her in a hug.

💙❤️

Aroa watched herself in the mirror. The show started today. She would go to the match, wearing the black jersey with Gavi's name on her back, and do the part.

"You'll slay this, I promise," encouraged Inés with a tight hug before she left.

At the stadium, Iván greeted her and sat with her to watch the match. She was grateful for his presence, it was a friendly face in the sea of unknown people.

"I presume the dinner with his family did not go well," muttered Iván.

"No," admitted Aroa. "Did he tell you?"

Iván shook his head and pointed to a few rows in front of them. Gavi's sister had arrived, and with her a pretty girl with beautiful clothes and beautiful hair.

"Why would Aurora bring Alicia if she approves of you?"

"Shit."

"Shit indeed. I told that boy he should have told his family the truth."

💙❤️

Gavi noticed immediately, and cursed under his breath. Shit was going to hit the fan faster than he thought. As they warmed up, he searched for a reason to rush to the stands.

"I need to talk to Iván for a sec," he told his teammates, who looked at him puzzled. Gavi rushed up the stairs, ignoring his sister trying to get his attention, and making it to Iván and Aroa in record time.

"We have some drama here," warned him Iván. Gavi ignored him too.

"How are you doing?" He asked Aroa, who shrugged a little bit. She looked terrified. "I'm going to go off script right now," he warned. lifting his hands to cup her cheeks. He felt them heat under his fingers, as Aroa realised what he was planning.

The kiss was longer than it should have been. Gavi wanted to make sure one of those fans who recorded everything got the clip, wanted everyone to see.

Gavi wanted everyone to know he was Aroa's so badly, he forgot he actually wasn't.

💙❤️

"Anything you want to say about this?"

Of course his teammates would get a hold of the video sooner than the day was over. Gavi was changing into his jeans when Lamine slid on the bench next to him, holding his phone with the viral tik tok.

"That's my girlfriend," he said. "Her name is Aroa Ferrer, she's a—"

"The writer?" interrupted Cubarsí. "No way you're dating her, hermano. She's too cool for you, way out of your league."

"Oh, yeah?" Snarked Gavi, watching how Cuba asked Lamine to show him the video again.

"I only saw her face for the first time last week, when the new book dropped and she included an author photo. Finally!"

Cuba being an Aroa fan boy wasn't on Gavi's plan, but it made him proud.

"But is she hot?" Asked someone else, trying to see the video too. Gavi put on his shirt, amidst patting on his shoulders, hair ruffles and congratulatory comments.

The smile on his face was genuine.

💙❤️

"I'm sorry about what my sister did."

Gavi held her hand. His eyebrows were furrowed, his lips pouted. He truly cared about her well-being. Aroa smiled.

"It's okay. At least my publishers are loving the drama," he snorted, but she could tell he noticed the saddened tone on her voice. "I'm sorry I'm making things hard with your family..."

"No you're not. Alicia is, trying to get us to get back together." Gavi stopped in front of his car. "You might have helped me cut this once and for all."

Aroa squeezed his hand, and he lifted hers to his lips, kissing it gently.

"Also, my teammates want to meet you too."

Aroa rolled her eyes.

"You didn't tell them this was fake either?"

"Pau is your fan boy. I would look like a loser if I hadn't actually seduced you!"

Aroa snorted, and suddenly they were laughing loudly, putting their weight on each other, until some other families started to trickle by and look at them funny.

💙❤️

It was quiet at home. Gavi was dozzing off with his head on Aroa's shoulder as she typed her soul away. Her fourth book was halfway done, this time in Catalan. At the other side of the couch, his mother was reading a magazine, and his father was doing a puzzle in the coffee table.

Aurora made it home then. She left her keys and took her coat in silence, watching the new couple warily.

"You didn't need to do that," she told her brother. Gavi woke up fully.

"Actually, I did. You didn't need to do that."

"Alicia's feelings are hurt."

"She hurt them herself," he stated, curling further onto Aroa's shoulder, who had not noticed Aurora's presence due to her headphones.

"You're hell bent on her, huh?"

"Yes, actually."

Aurora rolled her eyes and went to her room.

💙❤️

"Are you sure you do not want to come?" Gavia sked again. He did not expect Aroa to say yes, she was admant to keep their public interactions to a minimum.

"No, have fun," she smiled softly, looking up from her laptop. That book was writing itself fast.

Gavi had a boy's night out, and even if some of the guys brought their girlfriends, Aroa had argued that she would be a girlfriend for too little to actually go there. He has wanted to argue, but there was no point.

Gavi bent to drop a short peck on her lips, before leaving, whistling some old fashioned song.

"You're not... going to ask him to text you every twenty minutes?" Asled Aurora, from her side of the couch. Even if the relationship was tense, Gavi insisted they should act like nothing happened.

"Why would I do that?" frowned Aroa.

"To make sure he doesn't cheat?"

"If I have to put that much effort to make sure he doesn't cheat, why would a I date him?" Questioned Aroa. "Seems stupid."

His father snorted.

"She's got a point," he said, smiling. He was the one that seemed to accept Aroa the fastest.

Aurora shrugged.

"Alicia did not like it when he went out without her."

"And they broke up," reminded her Aroa. "So it was useless in the end, all that work."

Aroa wasn't sure why she was pushing so hard. Her idea was to be as quiet as possible, bother the family as little as she could. But she also wanted to defend herself a little. Aurora nodded.

"I guess you've got a point, nena," she said.

💙❤️

An hour and a half later, Gavi came back with some sweets he had picked at the 24h bakery, just to find his sister and his fake girlfriend cuddling and laughing over the stupid movie on the TV.

His chest fluttered.

💙❤️

"Iván's friends picked up my book. They will publish me without stupid marketing deals," she announced one day Gavi went to her apartment straight from training.

"That's great!" Gavi picked Aroa up and spun her around.

"And they told me they didn't mind that I wanted to use a pseudonym, so no one would link my new books to you and this PR deal," she finished once her feet touched the ground.

Gavi knew what that meant for her.

"So whats left with your old publisher?" He asked.

"Once we break up, we're done." She said. "They just need to forward the royalties from the sales and that's it."

Gavi nodded quietly, catching his lower lip between his teeth.

"There is something I wanted to ask," he said then, changing his weight from one foot to the other. "What would happen if we never broke up?"

"Huh?"

"If instead of breaking up, we kept dating. Could your publishers say anything?"

"I don't think so, we never stipulated in paper..."

"Then let's stay dating." He blurted.

"What?"

"Be my girlfriend. My real girlfriend. Please." Gavi's hands cupped her neck. "I've thought about this too often since this started. Please—"

Aroa rised to her tip toes, and shut him up with a kiss. The first kiss that had nothing to do with the arrangement, and everything to do with them. The first of many.

hiiii can i please request a joao felix fic where they do the ‘a boy who’s jacked and kind’ tiktok trend!! i think it’ll be really cute! love ur fics xx

Jacked and Kind~João Fèlix

・❥・prompt list

・❥・masterlist -> part 2

・❥・who I write for

João was lounging on the couch, scrolling through his TikTok fyp when he suddenly burst out laughing. “amor, you need to see this”

She glanced over, eyebrow raised, as he showed jer a video of a couple participating in the trending challenge to Sabrina Carpenter’s song.

The boyfriend lifts his girlfriend onto his shoulder with ease, flexing his muscles and looking ridiculously proud.

“Oh, no,” she groaned, already sensing what was coming. “You’re not going to make me do that, are you?”

João’s eyes twinkled with mischief. “Oh, I’m absolutely going to make you do it. You’ve seen these arms, right?” He flexed dramatically, giving his bicep a quick squeeze.

She laughed, rolling her eyes. “Please, João. I’m not exactly lightweight, you know.”

“amor, I’m practically a superhero. I lift cars for fun.” He gave her a teasing look, clearly trying to be serious, but the way he said it made her giggle.

“Okay, Mr. Superhero,” she teased. “But if you drop me, I’m posting it to the internet, and you’ll never live it down.”

“I won’t drop you,” he said confidently, then added with a playful smirk, “But you’ll definitely post it, right? Gotta show off my muscles to the world.”

She raised an eyebrow, her arms crossed. “You’re such a child.”

“oh shut up” João replied , leaning in to press a soft kiss to her forehead. “Now, come on, let’s make this video. We’re gonna go viral.”

She sighed dramatically but gave in, standing up from the couch. “Fine, but if I break my back, I’m blaming you.”

“You’ll be fine, princesa. Just trust me,” João said with a wink. “You ready?”

She grabbed her phone, adding the song and preparing to film as he positioned himself. He flexed his arms one last time and gave her a wink. “Okay, on three. Hold on tight, and don’t look scared.”

She couldn’t help but laugh. “I’m not scared, just... cautious.”

“three...two...one” João counted with the TikTok counter

In one fluid motion, João crouched down, then lifted her effortlessly onto his broad shoulders.

She yelped in surprise at how quickly it happened, but João’s hand was already on her thigh, holding her steady, while the other arm flexed proudly in front of the camera.

“Whoa, you actually did it,” she said, half in shock, half in awe. She couldn’t stop smiling, though she was still a little unsure of the whole thing.

João looked up at her with that proud grin. “Told you, princesa. I’m jacked and kind. A perfect match for this trend.”

She couldn’t help but laugh, trying to keep her balance. “You look like you’re about to audition for a bodybuilding competition.”

He flashed her a teasing wink, flexing again for the camera. “All for you, meu amor. Look at these muscles. You’re lucky to have me.”

“Lucky? I’m more like terrified,” she joked, her grip tightening on his shoulders as he started moving around a bit.

“Oh, come on, you love it. Admit it,” he teased, giving her a wink. “The view from up here is pretty great, right?”

She smirked. “Well, I guess it is. But don’t get too cocky, okay?”

“Too late,” João said, his grin growing wider as he flexed once more. “This is how you do it, amor.”

“Okay, okay,” she laughed, rolling your eyes. “I’m impressed. Just put me down already the phone stopped filming ages ago.”

“you’re making me look good right now though.”

She laughed at his words before he gently lowered her back down, his hands sliding to her waist to steady her.

She stood there, grinning up at him. “Okay, I’ll admit it. You’re strong.”

He gave her a proud look, holding up his phone to check the video. “Told you! This is gonna get so many views.”

“You’re so full of yourself,” she teased, poking him in the chest.

“I’m full of you, meu amor,” João said with a wink, pulling her in for a kiss. “Now let’s post this before I start flexing again. Don’t want to break the internet with all this muscle.”

Dhe laughed against his lips. “Alright, alright. your fan girls are gonna love this video”

He pulled back, laughing at her words. “oh the edits will be amazing”

She smiled up at him, nodding head.

“Of course they'll be. your fans never miss”

João laughed, pulling her closer for another kiss. “I don't care about them. I just want everyone to know that I'm real boyfriend material”

She laughed at his words, leaning her head against his chest as they settled on the couch, their video long forgotten as they spent the rest of the evening in each other's arms.

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family meeting

credits to the owner!

summary: it was love at first sight

warnings: none

pairing: pablo gavi x fem!reader

request: hi can you write something about pablo gavi? like his family has a family gathering and his cousin brings her best friend and he falls in love (like head-over-heals madly in love) and his behavior just changes from shy to super confident around her and everyone makes fun of him afterwards

a/n: MERRY CHRISTMAS TO EVERYONE ❤️🎄🫶🏻🎀

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masterlist

It was a quiet Sunday afternoon, and Gavi's family had gathered at his family home for one of their usual family gatherings, enjoying the warm holiday sunshine. It was an intimate gathering, just a warm lunch, loud conversations and laughter echoing throughout the property. But for Pablo, it was a rare opportunity, because between his busy football schedule and his dedication to the sport, these family gatherings became something he looked forward to, even if he was usually the quiet one, sitting on the sidelines.

Pablo was shy, especially around people he didn't know well. His family understood this, so they never pushed him too hard to be in the spotlight. As usual, he was quiet and observant, sticking to his comfort zone and talking to close relatives. But today was different.

His cousin Blanca had insisted that she would bring a friend with her today - someone Pablo had never met before. However, Blanca mentioned her in passing many times and that he would definitely like her.

That girl was you, you gladly accepted your friend's invitation, having nothing better to do, and her parents liked you very much, so you went with them.

The moment you arrived, Pablo felt something change. You stood in the doorway with Blanca, laughing at something that had just happened on the way. Your long, shiny hair flowed and fell freely around your shoulders. Your bright, expressive eyes scanned your surroundings and your infectious smile seemed to light up the entire room. You greeted his family members, being so casual.

You were confident, funny, and effortlessly charming. The moment Pablo saw you, his heart started beating faster. He found himself staring at you. He was surprised by how beautiful you were, not only physically, but also how you made everything around you seem brighter.

You weren't like the other girls Pablo had met. There was something about your presence, the way you moved with ease and grace, that suddenly made him realize how nervous he was. He wasn't even sure why he was so drawn to you, he couldn't even take his eyes off you.

"Hola Pablo!" Blanca greeted him with a wave.

Pablo blinked, suddenly realizing that his cousin and you were looking straight at him. He waved to you shyly, his heart racing. "Hola" he managed to say, his voice a little too quiet for his liking.

You smiled warmly at his shyness. “Hola, nice to meet you! I've heard so much about you” you said, giggling lightly, but your tone was friendly and casual.

The words sent a wave of heat through Pablo's chest. He tried to find something to say in response, but he froze. For the first time, words failed him.

Blanca immediately noticed his awkwardness. "Come on, Pablo, stop being so shy. We're all family here!" she shouted and you just giggled.

Pablo laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yes, sorry. I'm just a little tired from training earlier" he explained.

"But it's the holidays" Blanca frowned, looking at her cousin.

"I did the training on my own" he explained and she nodded, looking at him slightly suspiciously.

But you didn't let yourself be discouraged. “I understand that” you said with a smile that made Pablo's heart skip a beat. “I play a bit of football myself, so I know how exhausting it can be” you confessed reassuringly, winking at him before going to greet the others.

From that moment on, everything seemed to change. Every time you looked at him, Pablo felt a surge of confidence he didn't know he had. It was as if something clicked inside him. He wasn't the same shy guy anymore. With each passing minute, he found himself speaking more freely, laughing more easily. As they sat down to eat, he joked with the others, even teasing Blanca, who seemed a little surprised at how at ease she felt now. She didn't recognize her cousin.

Pablo had always been reserved, but with you it was different. He wasn't just shy Pablo anymore, he found himself leaning forward during conversations, maintaining eye contact and participating in jokes. It was like you discovered a new side to him - one that wasn't afraid to step into the spotlight. You made him feel seen in a way no one else had ever done before.

Gavi became overly attentive, offering to help you with anything, asking if you needed anything, offering you drinks, sitting next to you. His family noticed the change in him - the quiet, shy Pablo was now the most talkative and outgoing person in the room, especially in your presence.

He even dared to talk to you to get to know you better, but the tremble in his voice betrayed how nervous he felt around you. You smiled at him and then started a conversation about football, and after a while the boy relaxed and started asking you about it, which you didn't complain about at all, you liked it.

Then, for the rest of the afternoon, Pablo couldn't help but steal glances at you. Every time your eyes met, he felt a spark in his chest and so did you, feeling yourself blush slightly as you realized that Pablo had been paying attention to you the whole time.

There was no hiding the fact that your friend's cousin was a handsome guy, very handsome indeed. You've seen him many times on TV, Instagram or TikTok and have always admired his flawless appearance. He was definitely your type, you liked him a lot, but you didn't want to do anything against your friend.

However, every time you met his eyes, you smiled widely at him, not knowing that it was like a wave of warmth that washed over him. He didn't want this day to end. He wanted to keep talking to you, laughing, admiring you, feeling the strange, thrilling excitement of being in your presence.

You didn't realize how much you inhabited his head. The rest of his family also noticed his change. His cousins exchanged knowing glances with each other, and Aurora even nudged him playfully.

"Looks like someone's in love here" Aurora whispered loud enough for everyone to hear, smiling from ear to ear as the others laughed.

Pablo's face turned red and he immediately tried to turn away. "Shut up" he muttered, looking away, but it was too late. The teasing had already begun.

"Oh, look at him" his Uncle Juan said, smiling. "He was so shy at first, but now he's the life of the party. Who's the lucky one, huh?” he laughed.

The teasing continued and soon everyone was making fun of him for his sudden burst of confidence, even his parents!

Everyone was laughing, but there was warmth in it - no one was cruelly mocking him, they were just amused at how his behavior had changed so suddenly, and it was all thanks to you. Pablo took all the jokes and even started joking along with them, admitting that he was madly in love with you. The teasing doesn't bother him anymore because he knows he's on the right track. His self-confidence increases as he realizes that being himself around you feels incredibly natural, and he wasn't previously aware of how much he needed it.

Blanca also noticed her cousin's change, so she walked up to him shaking her head, "Wow, Pablo, I think you've become a completely different person since Y/N showed up, huh?" she said half jokingly, but her eyes sparkled with mischief.

Pablo just laughed nervously, trying to stay calm, but inside his mind was racing. Did you feel the same? Did he really fall in love with you that quickly? He had no idea, but he couldn't stop his heart from beating faster when you laughed or when your hands brushed against each other as you reached for the same dish.

The little moments you shared between you made his heart swell. To him, you had a magical aura around you that attracted him like a magnet. When he looked at you in full sunlight, he sighed silently, unable to look at you. He thought you looked absolutely beautiful that day, wearing plain denim shorts and a pink, square-neck, short-sleeved blouse.

He felt that you had won his heart that day, without any real effort, and he couldn't ignore it. Because you noticed him in a way no one else had before. You looked at him as a normal person, not as a famous footballer who plays for a top club. You saw him as Pablo, not Gavi, and he appreciated that.

As the evening drew to a close and the last members of the family gathered their things to leave, Pablo stopped at the door, his heart still beating like crazy after everything that had happened. The teasing, the laughter, the way you made him feel like more than just the shy, quiet kid in the room, it all seemed a blur. He couldn't shake the warmth in his chest every time you smiled at him.

He only just realized it now, but he was really starting to care about you in a way that left him breathless.

You stood by the door, talking to Blanca as the last few guests said their goodbyes. Pablo watched you from the corner of the room, his mind still taking in how natural everything seemed. The confidence he found next to you today was unlike anything he had ever experienced, even on the pitch. It was as if in just a few hours he had become a different person, a person who could laugh freely, tell jokes and hold his own in conversation. It's all thanks to you. He never thought he would ever feel this way.

Blanca looked over her shoulder and caught Pablo's eye. She raised an eyebrow, smiling at her cousin. "Will you say goodbye?" she asked, her voice teasing but quiet enough for only Pablo to hear.

Pablo's heart jumped into his throat. He stood there, deep in thought, not even realizing that it was time for everyone to leave. He shifted nervously, suddenly unsure how to act. Is it just a fleeting moment? Did he really have a chance with you? Could he somehow make his feelings known without sounding completely ridiculous?

Before he could talk himself out of it, he took a step forward, his feet moving on their own. His palms were sweaty and his heart was pounding hard in his chest, but he couldn't let this opportunity slip away. He had to say something. Anything.

Blanca walked away, leaving the two of you alone, and you turned to face him as he approached, your warm smile lighting up your face when you saw him. “Hola Pablo” you said, your voice as nice as ever, it warmed his heart. “Today was really nice. Thanks for meeting” you announced.

Pablo took his breath away for a moment. He could barely think clearly, but he forced himself to speak. "Yes...yes, of course. I had a great time too. I...I mean, honestly, I don't remember the last time I had this much fun" he chuckled awkwardly, feeling his face getting hot.

Your smile widened and for a split second, it felt like the rest of the world disappeared. It was just the two of you in that quiet moment, and Pablo felt a surge of boldness. "Would you like to... go out sometime? Just the two of us?" his voice cracked slightly and he cursed himself for sounding so nervous before running his fingers through his hair.

Your gaze softened, and for a moment, Pablo wasn't sure what to expect. Did he say something bad? Is that too fast? But then your lips curved into a soft smile and his heart beat even faster.

“Yes, I would like to” you said in a warm and sincere voice. “I really would like to” you assured him, giggling slightly at his nervous attitude, although you were also nervous inside, even more than he was, but you didn't show it.

Relief washed over Pablo like a wave, but he didn't know what to do with the newfound confidence that washed over him. He cleared his throat, trying to calm down. “Okay, cool. I'll text you” he choked out, smiling awkwardly but realizing something. “Um, Y/N…” he turned to you awkwardly, and you signaled him that you were listening. “I can get your number?" he asked, scratching the back of his neck nervously.

You laughed quietly. “Yeah, sure” you said, scanning his face and a pleasant shiver ran down his spine.

He took the phone out of his pocket slightly clumsily, feeling how sweaty his hands were and nervously looking for the phone icon so you could add your number.

Once you handed it to him, he smiled gratefully, taking a deeper breath. "Thank you, I'll write to you" he said, looking down at the floor because he couldn't stand the intensity of your gaze any longer, and crimson shades took over his cheeks.

“Alright” you said, nodding. “I'll be waiting” you added more quietly, and Pablo looked back at your bright eyes, which sparkles danced in them. There was something playful and teasing in your tone of voice that made Pablo's pulse quicken.

As you turned to leave, Pablo instinctively took a step forward, reaching for the door. You both reached for the doorknob at the same time, and for a brief moment your fingers brushed against each other, sending sparks throughout your bodies. It was like an electric shock. Pablo froze, his heart pounding in his chest.

You looked up at him, your eyes shining with something he couldn't quite place. “It must be fate” you joked quietly, your voice playful as your fingers lingered for more than a moment.

Pablo swallowed, suddenly feeling a wave of courage he didn't know he had. "Yes" he whispered in a low voice. "I guess so" he added, chuckling nervously.

“See you later, Pablo” you said with a smile, walking slowly out the door.

“See you later, Y/N” he said to you, returning your smile.

You waved him away, joining Blanca and her parents, to which he, and others, waved back.

"Hopefully soon" he said to himself, then leaned against the doorframe.

The family chatter quieted down and Pablo stood there, watching you walk down the street with Blanca and her parents. His heart was still pounding, but he felt different now. Stronger. More alive.

Once he closed the door, he leaned against it, closed his eyes, and a smile spread across his face. Teasing, joking - it didn't matter. What mattered was that you saw him, really saw him, in a way no one else did.

For the first time, Pablo realized that his life would not always revolve around football. Maybe it was moments like this - moments where someone made him feel like he was enough. And as he stood there, replaying the scene from earlier in his mind over and over again, he knew one thing for sure - he couldn't wait to see where this new chapter with you would take him.

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secret unveiled

credits to the owner!

summary: gavi wants to introduce his girlfriend to his friends but... they already know you

warnings: Maeve in this fic is a pedri's girlfriend

pairing: pablo gavi x fem!reader

request: i wonder how the action will be when the friends of gavi will find out that he has a gf accidentally, and the gf *who is the reader* is actually the bestie of pedri's gf 😂😂 i mean they already know the girl but not as ✨the gf✨ can you try to write it it's open imagination for you...

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requests are open!

masterlist

You and Pablo have been secretly dating for some time. You both decided to keep it a secret for various reasons, such as avoiding gossip and just wanting to keep your relationship a secret.

Funnily enough, you're in the same friend group, so his friends already know you, but not in the context of being his girlfriend. You're best friends with Maeve, Pedri's girlfriend, so it was only a matter of time before you got to know the group. You spent a lot of time together, and with one of them in particular.

You had a special bond with Gavi, you got along very well, the connection between you was unique. This led to the fact that you are now in a happy relationship.

Your friends saw your little interactions, but no one had any idea that you were more than just friends.

One evening you went out to dinner at a restaurant with your friends to spend some time together. But that day, Gavi missed you a lot and he started to get tired of you being a secret, so today he decided to end it.

He couldn't take his eyes off you as you sat across from him on the other side of the large table. You looked stunning to him, you could feel his intense gaze on you, making your cheeks blush, and he liked the effect it had on you.

You also kept sending him smiles and furtive glances, the spark between you could be felt in the air, but no one still realized that something was happening between you.

Pablo's body yearned to be close to yours, he wanted you to sit next to him so he could intertwine his hand with yours. Just feel your presence right next to him. He shook his head and, looking around at his friends, suddenly blurted out:

"By the way, I have a girlfriend" he said, and there was an instant silence at the table.

"What?!" Balde asked, all eyes were on Gavi, each surprised, but his were on you.

"Since when?" Pedri asked, but Gavi ignored the question.

“I miss her so much” he started without losing eye contact with you. "So, can you sit next to me, baby?" he asked, looking straight at you.

All eyes now turned to you, and you laughed in embarrassment, feeling the heat on your cheeks.

"Wait, what?!" she raised Maeve's voice a little and the rest had comical reactions as well.

"What the h-" Pedri opened his mouth.

"I knew it!" Ansu said.

And while everyone was reeling from Gavi's confession, he meanwhile walked over to you, grabbing your chair and moving it to the other side of the table for you to sit next to him.

With a shy smile, you did so and he pulled you tightly to him, kissing your cheek, immediately intertwining your fingers.

“You look beautiful together” Maeve said and you gave her a shy but genuine smile.

They started asking you about details, which were mainly Gavi talking about, and you only added something.

"I can't believe you didn't say anything, hermano. This is equivalent to a miracle for you" laughed Fermin, patting the boy on the shoulder.

The boys started teasing Pablo for keeping it a secret from them, but he laughed along with them. The atmosphere is light, but still there is a bit of surprise and curiosity in their eyes.

"I should have known! You two were too cute together not to be a couple" Maeve said, making everyone giggle and you and Pablo looked at each other fondly.

The rest of the evening went well, your friends were still in shock but accepted the situation and were very happy for you, agreeing that you made a great couple. You both could finally breathe a sigh of relief, no longer having to hide your feelings for each other, and Pablo was definitely making up for lost time as he kept kissing your cheek, holding your hand, and whispering sweet nothings in your ear that made you blush. It was perfect.

Since that night, everything seems lighter. You and Gavi no longer have to hide your relationship, and your friends will never let him forget how long it took him to admit that you were together. And you could finally be like a normal couple, showing your feelings for each other in front of your friends, no longer having to hide.

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the awkward night

credits to the owner!

summary: it's just an awkward first night with gavi

warnings: none

pairing: pablo gavi x fem!reader

request: heeyyy can you do one where the reader is so shy person and one day she needs to sleep next to gavi but he sleeps always with only a boxer so she has nothing to accept the situation! thanksssss if you writed it 💖

a/n: oh my days, i hate that one 😭

taglist: @paucubarsisimp, @barcapix, @joaosnovia

requests are open!

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Relatively, you were an extremely shy person and had no experience in relationships. Your relationship with Gavi was your first and it was still quite new, you had only been together for three months and you had never once stayed at his place or he at yours for the night.

Today, however, he asked you to stay with him for the night, and you hesitantly agreed, not wanting to disappoint him with your strange behavior.

There was no hiding the fact that you were stressed. You were nervous and overthinking how the night would go. Sure, you had laid together before, but you had never slept next to each other, Gavi had accidentally fallen asleep on your lap after a tiring workout, but nothing more.

You were currently in the bathroom, taking deep breaths, trying to calm down. You finally grabbed the doorknob and saw Pablo already lying in bed, waiting for you.

He gave you a smile and opened the duvet for you to join him, which you did very hesitantly. You noticed that the boy was sleeping in only boxers, which made you tense and blush.

You felt awkward, you didn't know how to behave in a new situation for you, and there was no way to avoid it.

Gavi didn't notice your discomfort and just pulled you closer to him, sighing loudly in pleasure. You lay still, as if paralyzed, you couldn't shake the feeling of discomfort, even though he was your boyfriend and you shouldn't feel like that.

At some point, Gavi sensed some anxiety coming from you. He raised his head, looking at you questioningly.

"Is everything okay, honey?" he asked and you sighed. He was so cute and you were complicated.

“Yes, don't worry” you said, smiling slightly, but he didn't believe you.

“Tell me the truth” he said, looking at you with puppy dog eyes.

“No, that's stupid” you said flustered and he clucked, shaking his head.

"It can't be stupid if you're uncomfortable" he announced. "I-Is it me?" he asked uncertainly.

“No, it's just-” you started. "You sleep in boxers and I've never slept with a guy and it's kind of... awkward" you finally confessed, feeling your cheeks heat up with embarrassment.

“Oh” he opened his mouth, but smiled at you. "If you feel better then, I can put on shorts" he said.

You nodded slightly, and the boy stood up from the bed and complied with your request. He put on his shorts before climbing back into the bed with a smile, pulling you close to him again and you giggled.

“Tell me next time, I want you to feel safe with me” he whispered, looking into your eyes and you nodded.

"I just have to get used to it. It'll be better next time" you announced, and he smiled and placed a sweet kiss on your lips.

After that you went to sleep, Gavi fell asleep before you and you could finally feel at peace.

And like you said, the next time was better. You started to be more open to the new situation, and Pablo started to pay more attention to you, especially taking care of your comfort. The awkwardness was forgotten, it was just you and him in your bubble where you found complete understanding.

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Angst PABLO GAVI PLEASE 🥺

i choose you

credits to the owner!

summary: gavi realized where he made a mistake

warnings: long, angst to comfort, cursing, slighty asshole gavi, and happy end ofc!!

pairing: pablo gavi x fem!reader

request: hey can you do a pablo gavi fanfic where him and the reader are in relationship. and week later you found out that his girl best friend come visit and that's when things are starting to get strange between you and pablo. he always spent time with his best friend more than you. and prioritize her more than you. and that's when you broke down in tears infront of him and he felt very sorry and from now on he always on your side 24/7

taglist: @paucubarsisimp, @barcapix, @joaosnovia

a/n: i combined these two requests 😸

requests are open!

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It's been five months since you and Gavi have been in a relationship. Everything seemed perfect at first, his jokes that always made you laugh, the way his eyes sparkled when he looked at you - it was like a dream come true. But now something had changed and you couldn't ignore it.

It all started when Pablo informed you that Laura, his best friend, was coming to visit. You heard a lot about her, how close they were, how she was there for him through everything. And at first you were happy for him. You knew how important she was to him, after all, they had known each other for years. But as soon as she showed up, everything started to go wrong between you and Pablo.

You quickly realized that Laura wasn't just any friend. She was someone Pablo considered more important than everyone, including you.

At first you didn't attach much importance to it. After all, Laura was just a friend and she was there long before you. But as the days passed, you couldn't help but notice a subtle change in Pablo's attention. He spent hours with Laura, talking, laughing, and making plans with her. At first you explained him away, telling yourself it was just a visit, that they hadn't seen each other in a while.

But when you tried to schedule a meeting with Gavi, he canceled at the last minute. "Sorry, I'm meeting Laura today," he said in a warm and apologetic voice.

You were really understanding, she was his best friend after all, but when he started pushing you aside over and over again because of her, it started to bother you.

He answered her calls in the middle of the night, not letting her wait. He wrote long text messages with her while you sat next to him. He went with her to various places, weekend meetings. He bought her little gifts to give her something to remember. She even sat in the front seat while you sat in the back and he pretended like you didn't even exist! Once he found time for you, whenever Laura wrote or called, he had to answer her immediately.

You were invisible.

It was exhausting you mentally.

You started comparing yourself to her. What does she have that you don't have? Maybe you're not enough or he just pretend? Maybe Pablo actually has feelings for her and not for you, but he is with you to pretend to be in front of her?

Such thoughts were killing you from the inside and you couldn't get rid of them. Many times you lay awake at night, unable to stop thinking. You shed tears over this boy, unable to find a reasonable explanation as to why he did this. It was so good between you two.

Still, Gavi would text you late at night, apologizing for not being able to see you, telling you how much he missed you, but whenever you saw him, his attention was always on her. It hurt more than you wanted to admit.

Once, Pablo even invited you to his place, but as soon as you entered, you saw Laura lounging on the couch. They both seemed deep in conversation, laughing as if they hadn't seen each other in years instead of just a few hours. You smiled weakly, but the smile quickly faded because Pablo didn't even look your way, didn't even acknowledge your presence, he was too busy giving her his full attention, and you couldn't shake the feeling that you were the third wheel of the cart in your own relationship.

You decided to leave them alone, slipping away unnoticed. Part of you wanted to stay, but the other part of you just couldn't bear to see Gavi ignore you again.

A few minutes later you found yourself back in your bed, trying to hold back the tears. Your lonely moment was interrupted by the sound of the phone.

pablito: amor, where are you? why didn't you come? :(

You stared at the phone screen in disbelief. If only he knew...

you: I don't feel well, I won't come.

You lied, although not completely, because you felt mentally at the end of your rope.

pablito: come to you to take care of you?;(

You sighed, groaning in frustration. Somewhere out there was your boyfriend, who was having a momentary blind spot, and you didn't know what to do about it.

you: no need, I'll just go to sleep :)

pablito: goodnight, princesa!! <3 may you feel better afterwards :D

You frowned. He gave up too quickly, he hadn't done that before, being the most stubborn man you've ever met. You turned off your phone and actually went to sleep, at least for a moment to turn off your brain that was making it difficult for you to fall asleep.

Gavi made time for you two days later, so you decided to confront him without beating around the bush.

"Pablo?" you asked and he just hummed to let you know he was listening to you while he continued to look at his phone, which annoyed you. "Is everything okay between us?" you finally asked the question that was bothering you.

He looked from his phone to you, frowning in confusion.

"Yes, why wouldn't things be okay between us?" he combed his hair, looking at you questioningly.

Was he serious? You sighed softly, blinking rapidly. Did you wonder if he really didn't see how much he hurt you over the last few days?

"It's just... You spend so much time with Laura that I feel like you've forgotten about me" you confessed what was on your heart.

You heard a snort.

“You're being dramatic” he blurted out, and your heart lurched.

"Am I being dramatic?" you asked in disbelief, you didn't recognize who your boyfriend was.

"Yeah, Laura's just my friend" he shrugged, still scrolling through his phone.

"A friend I shouldn't worry about?" you narrowed your eyes at him and he shot you a glare. "Am I your girlfriend or is she?" you added furiously.

"Can you stop making things up?" he snorted, and your heated exchange was interrupted by the ringing of his phone. “It's Laura, I have to answer” he said and then he left the room and you sat there in disbelief.

“You're fucking ridiculous, Gavira” you whispered to yourself, standing abruptly from the table.

You decided that you wouldn't spend the evening with your boyfriend because of his friend, so you furiously took your things and left his house without saying a word.

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

Three days had passed since the situation at Gavi's house, and you couldn't count how many tears you had shed because of your boyfriend. You were lucky that you lived alone and no one stood over you and asked you "what happened" questions.

You didn't know what was happening. Gavi cut back on texting you, not even bothering to text you after you left, just accepting the fact that you left his house without saying a word.

You felt very lonely when you were in a relationship. It shouldn't have been like this.

You still cared about him very much, he was your boyfriend. You loved him with all your heart. You understood that he was close to his friend, but this had gone too far. You felt like the second option, you always felt like that. You were never anyone's first choice and you should be used to it, but when you met Pablo you hoped that would change.

Oh, how wrong you were.

Your thoughts tormented you even more than before, you fell into a trance. You felt like crying all the time and you even wondered if Gavi had ever really loved you and if breaking up with him wouldn't be a better solution.

When you were lying in bed that evening, crying your eyes out again and wondering what was wrong with you, Pablo texted you, asking if you would come over to his place because he was bored.

Your blood boiled after reading this news. He only remembers me when he's bored?! you thought.

You quickly got ready before leaving and went to his house to make things clear. You were fed up with his behavior.

“Gavi, we need to talk” you said as soon as you entered. Anger was written all over your face.

He frowned at your furious tone.

"Sure, what do you want to talk about, honey? And I told you not to call me Gavi" he said, inviting you to join him on the couch.

You took a deep breath and then, glaring at him, said. “I think we should break up” you confessed, your voice breaking mid-sentence. Those words hurted more than you thought.

Pablo opened his eyes wide, looking at you with concern.

"Amor, why do you think that?" he asked, reaching out to grab yours, but you pulled away with tears in your eyes.

"Do you even love me, Pablo?" you asked, brushing off his question, and Gavi became more and more confused.

"Of course I love you, mi princesa. I love you with all my heart!" he said, feeling his chest sink from your words. "What do you mean you want to break up?" he asked with tears in his eyes.

"You better think about who your girlfriend really is, you know?" you said. "For the past two weeks, you've been pushing me away for Laura. You've made me feel alone in the relationship, like I'm the third wheel of the cart around you" you continued.

“I just feel like I'm losing you, Pablo” your voice was barely above a whisper, your heart was slowly falling apart. “I feel invisible… like I mean nothing to you anymore” a lone tear fell from your eye.

There was a moment of silence and Gavi's face fell, the tension between you could be felt from a mile away.

"I've been feeling like a shadow in my own relationship for two weeks now. You're so wrapped up in Laura... spending all your time with her, leaving me... well, completely alone" you confessed.

Gavi opens his mouth to say something, but you interrupt him, your voice full of emotion.

"I don't know when it happened, but I feel like one day I woke up and realized that you weren't the same anymore. You stopped giving me time. I was sitting in the backseat of the car, barely being a part of your life, while you laughed and joked with Laura as if I wasn't even there. I was always in the background" you continued your monologue.

Your throat tightens, your voice cracking as you try to swallow the huge lump in your throat. Gavi's face falls as he listens to your words, his eyes pained and regretful.

"I-I tried to understand, I really tried to convince myself that I was being irrational... but every time you left me for her, every time you made me feel like a third wheel of the cart, it was too much. S-so I started asking myself if d-do you love me at all and shouldn't you be with Laura and not with m-me?" you sobbed, you felt yourself falling apart and tears rolled down your cheeks.

Gavi's expression falters, he looks down, guilt streaming down his face, he felt like his heart was falling to pieces. He shook his head, his voice low and apologetic.

"I never intended to make you feel this way, I never intended to hurt you. I just... I guess I let myself get lost" he admitted.

"Lost? With Laura? Are you kidding me?" you huff, laughing, but it's empty, the hint of joy that was once in your voice gone. "She's your best friend, I know. But I'm your girlfriend, Gavi! We're supposed to be a team, not something that's an accessor!" you narrowed your eyes at him, nervous.

Gavi clenched his hands into fists, his knuckles white. He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes for a moment, clearly struggling with his emotions.

"You're right... I was distant. But it's not about Laura, it's about me" he started and you looked at him curiously.

"I pushed you away because I didn't know how to reconcile you and her without anyone getting hurt, which I clearly failed at, I did it in the worst way" his voice was full of guilt. "I didn't want to admit it, but I was afraid. I was afraid of losing my friendship with Laura, but I was more afraid of losing you" he confessed.

You frowned, shaking your head, feeling a mix of frustration and confusion.

"Then why didn't you talk to me? Why did you let me feel like I was bothering you?" you huffed.

Gavi's eyes soften as he looks at you, the guilt in his gaze now so deep it almost chokes you. He moves closer to you, reaching for your hand again. You hesitate before letting him grab it.

"I was an idiot and I was selfish. I thought I could balance everything and I messed up terribly. I didn't realize I was making you feel small, like you didn't matter to me. It was the last thing I ever wanted. I'm really sorry, amor" he rubbed your knuckle gently, looking at you with teary eyes.

Your heart aches as you look at his face, which is a mixture of pain and regret. You sit in complete silence for a moment, the sound of your heavy breathing filling the void between you.

"That's why I don't know if I can keep doing this, Pablo. If I'm only going to be the second choice... I can't keep pretending that everything is fine when I feel so alone" you decide to break the silence, your voice much quieter than before.

Gavi's breath caught and his hand moved to your cheek, wiping away your tears, stroking it gently, looking at you with pleading eyes filled with fear.

"Please don't say that" he swallowed the large lump in his throat that continued to grow. "Please don't think that you are more important than her or anyone. You are everything to me. You always meant everything to me. I just... I got scared, I was lost and I didn't know how to fix it later, how to show you how much I care about you" he said in a desperate voice, tears also streaming down his cheeks.

Tears come to your eyes again and you blink rapidly to clear them away, your heart pounding in your chest like it's about to burst. You stare at your boyfriend's face with teary eyes, searching for the truth in his words. You've heard promises before in your life, but this feels different. He looks at you with such raw honesty that it almost breaks you.

"I would love to believe you, Pablo. But I need you to show it to me. I need you to make me feel like I'm not invisible to you" you looked down at the ground.

Gavi nodded, taking your every word to heart. His voice is thick with emotion, raw with the weight of his mistake.

"I'll show you, I swear. I'll prove to you every day that you're not invisible. That you're everything to me. You're my priority, amor" he whispered, caressing your cheek.

“Then show it to me” you looked at him again.

A long silence stretches between you. You slowly release a shaky breath, and for the first time in two weeks you feel a glimmer of hope. Maybe this was the beginning of something better, maybe all was not lost yet.

You looked at him in silence, still holding his hand, and for the first time in a long time you allowed yourself to believe that maybe, just maybe, you could get through this.

“I really have hope in you, Pablo” your voice continued to crack, you were a bundle of emotions.

Gavi smiled at you, his smile soft and relieved, his eyes glazed over with tears. For a moment you felt as if the world had stopped.

The silence between you was filled with a new kind of warmth, and a connection has formed between you. You finally feel the tension between you dissipate and the weight that has been resting in your chest for so long, dissapear. Gavi's hand tightens around yours, his thumb brushing against your skin in a way that feels like a promise.

Gavi looked at you with eyes full of determination to fight for you, the deep sincerity in them a silent reassurance. He leans closer, his voice soft but firm.

"I know I fucked up and I can't take back the past, but I'm going to fix it. I'll fight for us, baby. I want to show you every day how much you mean to me. You deserve it. I want you, not just now. I want you forever" he confessed.

You feel your heart flutter in your chest, your doubts slowly dissipating with each word he speaks. His eyes search yours as if trying to read your soul, and for the first time in so long, you could see in them the deep love he had for you that you had doubted. It's not just about what he says, but what he feels and what he shows, you finally felt it.

"Are you serious?" you asked uncertainly.

“I mean every word I say” he said firmly, looking into your beautiful eyes.

You sighed, your lips curving into a small but tender smile. It was the kind of smile that hadn't been on your face in a long time, one that seemed natural, carefree.

You leaned towards him, your voice barely above a whisper.

"Okay, Gavira... but you have to promise me something" you blurted out.

Gavi's eyes widen slightly, a mischievous glint appearing in them, and his usual mischievous smile returns to his face, feeling hope rising within him.

“Whatever you say, I will do everything” he confessed, pulling your hands to his rapidly beating heart.

"No more ignoring me for Laura. No more leaving me in the backseat. If I'm your girlfriend, I want to feel like your girlfriend, not her!" you said sternly, frowning slightly.

Gavi's face lights up with a gentle laugh and his hand gently cups your face, wiping the remnants of tears from your heated cheeks.

"Deal. I'll make sure you always sit in the front seat. You're the one I want to have with me, always" he kissed your nose lightly, a little hesitantly, but you could feel some kind of reassurance in it.

Your heart sped up as you felt the sincerity radiating from his words, the weight of his promise wrapping around you like a warm blanket. You sit across from each other on the couch in his living room for a while longer, just enjoying the peaceful silence, the tension completely gone.

Then Gavi, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, suddenly leans down and plants a quick kiss on your forehead, making you laugh a little.

"I'm going to spoil you a lot from now on, okay? You're not going to run away from dates and flowers and all the cheesy things that I know you secretly love" he said, pulling you closer to him, and you didn't resist this time.

You were happy to have your boyfriend back.

At least you hoped so.

You just giggle and playfully roll your eyes.

"It's so cheesy, isn't it?" you laughed lightly.

"Okay, okay... maybe not cheesy, but I'm definitely going to pay you a lot more attention. I owe you that and more" he looked at you with the look of a kicked puppy.

Your confession really hit him hard. It was never his plan to make you feel this way. He always wanted to protect you from things like this, but he ended up being the one who hurt you. It wasn't supposed to be this way.

You smile, feeling warmth spread across your chest. It was the feeling of being loved, truly seen, that you missed so much. You finally feel like your Gavi is back, the one who makes you laugh out loud, the one who knows you better than anyone else.

"Fine, I'll take it... just don't make it too cheesy, okay?" you asked.

"Oh, you'll survive, honey" he chuckled, kissing you briefly on the temple.

You both laugh quietly, that kind of easy, natural laugh that fills the air with lightness. The awkwardness was long gone, replaced by a feeling of comfort and confidence. Gavi wraps his arms around you, pulling you even closer to him. You look at each other with touched eyes, wanting to convey to each other in a non-verbal way what strong feelings you have for each other.

"You know, I was really afraid of losing you. I thought maybe I was just not enough for you" you added.

Gavi's smile softens, his fingers gently tracing circles on your arm.

"You're more than enough, amor. You're everything I ever wanted and needed. I'm so sorry for making you feel different" he rested his forehead against yours, the guilt still lingering within him.

You look into his eyes, your heart filling with love. You lean into him even more, closing your eyes as you take a deep breath, trying to calm the frantic beating of your heart. The world seems perfect right now, as if all the confusion and loneliness were just temporary clouds passing through your relationship.

“Thank you, Pablo” you whispered, opening your eyes to look into his large brown ones, which were looking at you with great tenderness.

"You don't have to thank me. Just let me make it up to you every day. I won't ever again and I don't want to disrespect you" he squeezed your hands tightly, signaling that he was here.

You sit there for a while, your hands intertwined, your hearts synchronized in a rhythm of love and understanding. For the first time in ages, you feel completely at peace.

"Are you sure you're not going to push me away again?" you ask to make sure.

Gavi's answer is simple and obvious, but it's the most important thing he's ever said.

"I promise. I choose you" he confessed, his voice radiating sincerity. "I love you so much, mi vida" he whisper.

"I love you too, Pablito" you smiled at him and he kissed your nose again.

The storm inside your head has calmed down and the world outside has faded away. All that mattered right now was you – together, strong and ready for whatever came next.

Pablo cupped your cheek after a moment, connecting your lips in a kiss that was like a promise. It was filled with every emotion you felt today, from longing, to regret and guilt, to the love that filled you.

When you pulled away, you hugged him tightly, sighing loudly. For the first time in two weeks, you smile fully against his chest, feeling his arms hug your figure tightly and his lips kiss the top of your head. Your heart finally feels lighter. You knew things would get better from now on. You trusted Gavi and knew he would do anything to fix the situation between you.

The next days were decisive. Pablo made sure that his words would be proven by his actions. He canceled all plans with Laura to spend time with you, checked on you when you needed him, and always made sure you knew how important you were to him.

He planned special dates, stayed up late talking to you, wanted to make sure you felt secure in your relationship again.

And slowly everything started to heal. As doubts crept into your mind again, you didn't have to wait long for reassurance. He was always there for you, showing you every day that his heart belonged to you. And for the first time in days, you felt calm.

One evening, as you sat together on the couch, with his arm around you, he turned to you with a soft smile.

"I'm sorry again, amor, that it took me so long to see how much I hurt you. I didn't deserve you, but know that from now on, I'm always on your side. You're everything to me" he confessed, looking at you tenderly.

And this time you didn't need any more words. You kissed him, feeling the weight of all your worries lift as you finally knew that Pablo had chosen you.

The shadow of doubt that had been hanging over you finally disappeared, replaced by the security of knowing that Pablo was truly there for you, every step of the way.

He made sure every day that he showed you that you were the most important thing to him. His actions spoke louder than any apology and you knew that even though he had made a mistake, he was committed to making things right.

No more guesswork, no more heartache. Just you two, together, stronger than ever.

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Hello There!

My first question is have you seen the video where Kenan Yildiz is gifted a prayer mat from a friend?

Could you maybe do a fic where like him x muslim reader after a long day just chilling and pray together and yap about their day and it’s all fluff and cute 💕

thanks!

Shoulder to Shoulder~Kenan Yildiz

・❥・prompt list

・❥・masterlist -> part 2

・❥・who I write for

The day had been long for both her and Kenan, filled with responsibilities, noise, and the kind of exhaustion that settles in thejr bones.

But now, the world outside had quieted, and the warmth of home wrapped around the two of them like a comforting embrace.

Kenan had just returned from training, his bag dropped carelessly by the door as he stretched his arms above his head, sighing in relief. She smiled at him from where she was seated on the floor, her prayer mat already laid out for Maghrib.

“Welcome home,” she said softly, the gentle cadence of her voice enough to make his tired expression soften.

“I’m home,” he replied, the words carrying a sense of peace. “And it’s so good to see you.”

He stepped closer, pressing a soft kiss to her temple before settling on the mat beside her. She could feel his presence even in the small movements he made, the way he reached to adjust his shirt or brushed his fingers against her briefly.

“Let’s pray together?” she asked, the suggestion simple but meaningful.

Kenan nodded immediately. “I’d love to.”

The room fell into a tranquil silence as the two of them faced the qibla, side by side. The rhythmic recitation of the prayer filled the air, the serene connection to something greater grounding them both after a chaotic day.

When they finished, they raised their hands together for a quiet dua, their voices low but full of sincerity as they asked for blessings, peace, and guidance.

Instead of getting up right away, the two stayed seated on the mats. Kenan leaned back on his hands, his head tilted slightly toward her as if waiting for her to speak.

She didn’t, though, at least not immediately. Instead, she shifted closer and rested her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes for a moment.

“You okay?” he asked, his voice gentle.

“More than okay,” she murmured. “I’m just... happy. I love this. Sitting here with you, no distractions.”

Kenan smiled, leaning his head lightly against hers. “Me too. It feels good, doesn’t it? Like all the stress just... disappears.”

The two of them stayed like that for a while, the weight of the day melting away in the shared silence. He reached up and played absentmindedly with her fingers, his touch soft and reassuring.

Eventually, they both shifted slightly, still seated but more upright now. Kenan broke the quiet first.

“How was your day?” he asked, turning his head to look at her.

“Busy,” she admitted, letting out a small sigh. “I had to sort out some uni stuff this morning, then I went grocery shopping. And don’t even get me started on the traffic—absolute chaos.”

Kenan chuckled, his laughter low and warm. “Traffic’s always chaos. Did you at least get everything you needed?”

“Most of it,” she replied, a small pout forming on her lips. “But they were out of the cookies you like.”

Kenan grinned. “I think I’ll survive.”

“What about you?” she asked, nudging him lightly. “How was training?”

Kenan groaned dramatically, falling back onto the mat as if the memory alone drained him. “Tough. They’re really pushing us this week. My legs feel like jelly.”

She laughed softly, shaking her head. “Poor thing. Want me to make you tea later?”

He looked at her with wide, hopeful eyes. “You’d do that for me?”

“Of course,” she teased. “But only if you promise to do the dishes tonight.”

Kenan groaned again, though there was no real protest in it. “Deal.”

The conversation drifted from there, flowing easily between silly anecdotes and more meaningful topics.

At some point, she found herself laughing so hard her sides hurt, and Kenan reached out to wipe away the tears that had gathered in the corners of her eyes.

“I love hearing you laugh,” he said suddenly, his tone sincere.

She blinked at him, caught off guard by the sweetness of the comment. “I love laughing with you,” she replied, her voice just as soft.

Kenan leaned forward, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “You make everything better, you know that?”

“And you,” she said, smiling at him, “make me feel like I can handle anything.”

The two of them eventually stood, putting away the prayer mats and moving to the couch, where the night continued in the same quiet, loving rhythm.

She made tea, just as she'd promised, and he pulled her close, his arms around her as they sipped their drinks and talked about nothing in particular.

It was in these moments, the ordinary ones filled with shared love and understanding, that they felt most at peace. With Kenan by her side, the world seemed softer, kinder—a place where she could simply be.

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All Locked Up

Bet on It

Black Magic

Blackmail Material

Blow Out the Candles

Boop!

Borrowed Time

Brake Balance

Break In, Breakdown

Breaking Point

Changing Lanes

Danger Noodles

Daydream

Eurovisionaries

Fairytale

Family Feud

Fit for a Queen

Gilded Cage

Going Once, Going Twice

Head Over Heels

Hydrate or Diedrate

Inked

La Regina

Lessons in Anatomy

Live Like We Want To

Lover

Made with Love

Make Them Proud

Man’s World

Mesaytara

My Brother’s Father

Never Have I Ever

Newsflash

Oscar Jack Piastri-Leclerc

Ours to Protect

Prince of Monaco

Prove Them Wrong

Puppy Love

Roll the Dice

Ruin You

Sink or Swim

Sleepyhead

So Good to Her

So Good to Me

Something Sweet

That’s That Me, Espresso

The Center Cannot Hold

Theories of Relativity

Ties That Bind

Time to Kill

Under the Influence

Use Your Words

What’s the Worst That Can Happen?

Your Friend Steve

Social Media AUs

In My Blood (series with Senna!Reader)

architect!Reader

author!Reader

black!Reader

Brazilian!Reader

celebrity crush!Reader

CEO!Reader

college student!Reader

crazy rich!Reader

endurance driver!Reader

fashion designer!Reader

fan!Reader

Ferrari driver!Reader

Ferrari engineer!Reader

Ferrari team principal!Reader

footballer!Reader

girlfriend!Reader

Horner!Reader

Måneskin!Reader

model!Reader

nepo baby!Reader

Newey!Reader

newlywed!Reader Part I

newlywed!Reader Part II

New Year’s Edition

pop star!Reader

pop star!Reader II

PowerPointless Part II

Princess of Monaco!Reader

pr manager!Reader

protective!Reader

revenge era!Reader

royal!Reader

Sainz!Reader

scandalous!Reader

shameless!Reader

single mother!Reader

socialite!Reader

Vettel!Reader

widow!Reader

wife!Reader

Wolff!Reader

Wolff!Reader II

Wolff!Reader x Max Verstappen

pls I’m begging for a Joao felix one with the prompts 5 and 6 from comfort and 9 from fluff and he’s like in the hospital for something and since he had lots of medication, he was very emotional 💗 sry for the specific request

Between Heartbeats~João Félix

・❥・prompt list

・❥・masterlist -> part 2

・❥・who I write for

5-“It’s okay to cry, I’ll be right here.”

6-“I wish I could take away all your pain.”

9-“Promise me you’ll be here when I wake up?”

The hospital room was quiet except for the rhythmic beeping of the machines and João’s uneven breathing.

His head rested against the pillows, his hazel eyes glassy and distant as the medication worked through his system.

The doctor had warned her he might be groggy, disoriented, and unusually emotional—and now, he was all three.

“You’re too good for me,” João mumbled, his voice thick and slurred. His hand fumbled across the blanket until it found hers, gripping it tightly.

“You do everything for me, and I just—” His lips trembled as his voice cracked. “I just sit here, making your life harder.”

Her heart twisted at his words. “João, that’s not true,” she said softly, leaning forward to stroke his damp hair. “My love, you’ve never made my life harder. Ever.”

“It is,” he insisted, his hazel eyes filling with tears.

“Why do you even love me? I don’t deserve you. You… you’re perfect. You’re my sunshine. Even when everything’s dark, you’re always shining.”

His lips quivered, and a tear slipped down his cheek. He sniffled, lifting his hand weakly to his face, confusion flickering across his features. “Why am I crying?” he asked, his voice breaking as more tears fell.

She leaned closer, cupping his cheek and brushing away the tears with her thumb. “It’s okay to cry, baby,” she whispered gently, her voice soft and reassuring. “I’ll be right here.”

João let out a shaky breath, his hand clumsily reaching to hold hers against his face.

“You always know what to say,” he murmured, his voice heavy with emotion. “I love you so much, meu amor. I don’t tell you enough, but I do. I really, really do.” (my love)

Tears pricked her own eyes, but she blinked them away, focusing on him. “And I love you, João,” you said softly. “You don’t have to prove anything to me. Just rest, okay?”

He nodded weakly, but his expression suddenly contorted in pain, and he groaned, his hand moving to his ribs. “It hurts,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

She felt a pang of helplessness. “Oh, meu querido,” she said, her voice breaking. “I wish I could take away all your pain. I’d do anything to make it better.” (my dear)

He opened his eyes and gave her a faint smile, despite the pain etched on his face. “You being here… that’s enough,” he murmured.

She leaned down to press a kiss to his forehead, her lips lingering for a moment. “I’m not going anywhere,” she promised, taking his hand again.

“Promise me you’ll be here when I wake up?” he asked, his voice soft and pleading.

“I promise,” she said firmly, stroking his hair gently. “Now try to sleep. I’ll be right here when you wake up.”

His breathing began to even out as the medication pulled him under, though his grip on your hand remained firm. You stayed by his side, watching him until your own exhaustion took over, and you fell asleep with your head resting on the edge of the bed.

The first thing she felt was warmth—soft lips pressing against her temple, then her cheek. The faint scent of João’s cologne filled the air as she stirred awake.

“Morning, meu amor,” came his low, familiar voice, still rough from sleep but steadier than the night before.

She opened her eyes to find João leaning over her, his face inches from hers, a small smile tugging at his lips. His hazel eyes were clearer now, the pain from the night before replaced with a quiet warmth.

“João,” she breathed, sitting up quickly. “You’re awake. How are you feeling?”

“Better,” he said, his voice soft. “A lot better.”

He reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, his thumb brushing her cheek. “You stayed,” he said quietly, as if in awe.

“Of course I did,” she said, her voice gentle but firm. “I promised, didn’t I?”

He leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to her lips. It was slow and full of unspoken gratitude, leaving her breathless when he pulled back.

“You’re incredible,” he murmured, resting his forehead against hers.

“So are you, meu querido,” shr replied softly, a smile tugging at her lips.

João chuckled, his hand sliding to her waist to pull her closer. “I’m serious. I don’t know what I’d do without you, amor.”

“You’ll never have to find out,” she teased, her voice light but full of love.

He kissed her again, deeper this time, his lips lingering against hers as his hands traced slow, comforting patterns on her back. “I love you,” he whispered between kisses. “More than anything.”

“And I love you,” she whispered back, her heart swelling.

𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐇 ─ HF³⁹

౨ৎ ─ summary | pretty self explanator once again, hector hard launches you!!!! yayaya! this was requested -> hard launch with hector fort pls🙏🏻"

─ warnings | very short!!!!!! joao/magui slander (i'm sorry king i love u, #justice4joao), marc/hector bromance, SO MUCH HUMOUR LIKE IDK IF ITS FUNNY OR NOT, but i giggled writing it so... pretty much nothing else but cuteness

─ ev's notes | i love hector sm, this was so fun to make!!!!!!!!

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insecure

credits to the owner!

summary: gavi comforts you

warnings: slighty angst

pairing: pablo gavi x fem!reader

request: maybe an imagine where the reader is feeling insecure about herself, and pablo just gives her loads of reassurance? some angst and fluff? ❤️

taglist: @paucubarsisimp, @barcapix, @joaosnovia

requests are open!

masterlist

Tears streamed down your face as you walked back home. You were at a meeting with a new friend from college and it ended the same as any of your meetings with girls.

Without knowing why you couldn't get along with your own gender, they always turned out to be false, every one you met. Today was no different, because the girl baselessly criticized your appearance in a perfidious way. Unfortunately, she hit your weak spot, your huge complex, which is your nose and your figure.

You were an extremely sensitive person and it touched you very much. You didn't know what was wrong with you and why you couldn't find a friend for yourself. You felt very alone in this respect. You didn't have a sister, and you had very little contact with your mother to just talk about girly things that boys didn't understand.

You returned home, slamming the door lightly. You felt defeated. Your boyfriend Pablo frowned at the sudden noise and stood up from the couch to meet your eyes.

"Baby, what happened?" he asked immediately taking you into his arms, wiping your tears.

“Same thing again” you sobbed into his neck. "Pablo, what's wrong with me?" you asked, and his heart clenched with grief at the sound of your cries. "Why can't I get along with any girl?" you sobbed.

"Everything is fine with you, amor. They are stupid that they can't appreciate you" he stroked your back, whispering in your ear.

Gavi led you to the couch where he let you cry in his arms as he held you tightly.

"What did she do?" he asked, his heart breaking at the sight of you as you cried your eyes out.

"She started criticizing my appearance, so suddenly" you said, squeezing the material of his sweatshirt, burying your face in his neck, you felt the boy kissing your head.

“What a slut” he said, caressing your cheek, motioning for you to look at him. "What did she say?" he asked, you could tell he was nervous.

"She commented on my nose, that it was too crooked, and said that I had gained weight, saying that I should take care of myself" you confessed, and Pablo squeezed his hands furiously until his knuckles turned white.

“I hope you didn't believe her” he said firmly, rubbing circles on your arm.

You looked at him with tearful eyes, making eye contact with him, which said otherwise.

“Oh, amor mío” he whispered, pulling you closer into his arms, placing kisses on the top of your head. "For me, you are the most wonderful person in the world. I love your beautiful nose, and this crazy woman is blind for telling you that you are fat, because you are not. You have a normal figure, which I also love. I love you all, just as you are and no other person has no right to question your beauty, mi preciosa" he kissed your nose and you smiled softly. "And that's what I always want to see on your lovely face" he said, giggling softly.

“Thank you, Pablito” you said softly, sniffling, and he kissed your forehead.

“I'm always here for you, princesa” he gave you another kiss. "So what? Masks, nails and gossip?" he asked, making you laugh and you nodded.

Pablo was your best friend. He tried his best for you to make you feel better. He let you paint his nails and braid his hair in short braids. You put a blindfold on him to keep his hair out of his eyes when you putting masks on your faces. He secretly loved it. He loved talking to you and gossiping about everything, sharing your enthusiasm. You were grateful for that. 

“I love you, mi princesa bonita” you heard when you were already half asleep while lying on his chest as you watched a movie.

"I love you too, Pablito. I'm glad I have you in my life" you whispered weakly, opening your eyes for a moment to look into his brown ones.

He looked at you with unimaginable love, pressing your lips together in a sweet kiss goodnight. He pulled you close to him so that you could hear his heartbeat and you knew you had found the best boy in the world.

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why is the cause of my sufferings a literal cat. this thing is a curse.

fc barcelona out of context

I've seen enough bring on Ferran Torres

BARCA WTF

MAN GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER LOCK IN ITS BEEN 4 MINS AND WE ALREADY CONCEDED A GOAL TF ?? WHO IS LEGANES . WE WERE A SEXTUPLE WINNING CLUB LIKE 15 YEARS AGO AND WE’RE LOOSING TO A CLUB THATS 15TH IN THE TABLE LOCK TF IN 😭😭 . okay that’s my rant over 🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️

So… basically. Hair over the forehead. Case in point?

LIKE ARE WE KIDDING, I’M SERIOUSLY SICK.

AWHH

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could u do anything for Joao Felix🙏🙏

✮ Miles 2 get 2 You - João Felix

João Felix x Fem!Student!Reader

SY: your mood is determined by your boyfriend’s habits, and you find yourself in a depressive state; however when your friends catch on that you’re not doing too good.. he’s one phone call away.

A/N: i have seen your other request ip! & it’s half done but im just struggling to finish it 🥲

Warnings: this is more wordy than how i would usually write (?)

Monday morning.

The worst kind of morning.

It was 9:01am, as you stumbled late into class, tripping over your own shoes as you made your way to your seat. Your body felt like lead as you dragged your way up, vision blurring at the edges of your eyes from sheer exhaustion.

This was your fourth late to Sr. Pieria's class this week, but he meerly glanced your way as if he was unbothered.

Collapsing between Clara and Maria, you let your textbooks crash onto the desk with a thud that made several classmates jump. Your heart felt as heavy as your eyelids, and the fluorescent lights above were piercing daggers into your skull.

Last nights 5am spiral wasn't exactly... ideal.

You’d spent hours worrying about everything: your worth, your relationship with João, and how everything felt like it was falling apart.

Ever since your second trimester began, you’d been pushed from London to Manchester to finalize your Sociology degree. 163 miles apart from João, and now… it felt like he was slipping away.

The last text he ever shot you with was a measly 'goodnight' two days ago - that now flipped into three.

You shiver at the thought.

Why were you still waiting for him to reply?

“Hey y/n, are you okay?” Maria's voice broke you out of your thoughts, shooting you a worried smile."You look like you're gonna pass out. When's the last time you actually slept?"

“Today.” you manage to mutter weakly.

"Your phone light was still on at 3am hon." Clara rubs your shoulder, her touch cool against your burning skin.

"I wouldn't exactly call 2 hours of sleep... sleep."

You glance down, unsure what to say. You had no appetite, no energy to focus and the iron tablets were the only thing keeping you semi-functional.

“Y/n!" your professor booms. "Could you tell me Planck’s equation? We discussed it yesterday.”

Great, yesterday.

You barely remember what you had to eat last night, never-mind a whole 24 hours ago. You stare down at the notebook in-front of you, desperately scrambling through the pages.

A few seconds passed, but it felt like hours, and still—nothing.

There silence in the room seemed to stretch, only the sound of your fingertips gliding through the paper; your cheeks flushing with frustration.

The words on the page suddenly seem to blur, hot floods of water pricking at the brim of your eyes. Your brain was foggy, and the build up of emotions from the last couple days had slowly taken advantage of you - plummeting you into a vunerable void.

You did know the answer. So why couldn't you say it?

“It’s E = hf, sir.” a boy near the front snickers. “Somebody ought to pay attention to the class.”

Your professor sighed, disappointed. “You should of knew that y/n, I expected better from you."

You didn't look up, your face burning with embarrasment.

Maria grimaced, turning your way. "Did you at least eat anything this morning? You’re looking freakishly pale."

"Wow thanks." you sigh and pull your sleeves over your wrists.

The truth?

No you hadn't eaten - hardly any mornings even.

"Y/n, I'm really worried about you," Clara whispered, "You've changed recently, you don't seem like... y/n. Not the one we know."

"No Clara, I'm fine. I just wasn't hungry today alright?" you snap.

She pouts softly still gazing into the side of your face. "Your never hungry babe, do I need to call Joa-"

"No." you say firmly, as a few of your peers glare at the three of you.

"He might be able to help-"

"No." you repeat hushed. "He's busy, there's no point."

The last thing you wanted to do was involve Joao, especially with what was happening.

Maria went to protest, until you cut her off by retorting. "I'm fine. I don't need any help, from anyone."

You let out a sharp breath, scribbling doodles on the corner of your page. You felt bad for snapping at them in such a way, but your life was just a blur.

A blur of not sleeping, running late, failing grades, and a measly 'goodnight' text from your boyfriend 3 days ago to cling onto.

{…}

After the two long hours, the second bell rang for your next class.

You quickly gathered your things into your arms, dizzily stumbling you way along the hallway to Sr. Silva's lecture.

As you pass a nearby window, you briefly glanced at your reflection: dark purple under-eyes, severely dry lips, somewhat messy hair falling over your forehead, with your untucked shirt draping low over your skirt.

God, you did look awful.

"Hey y/n! Wait!"

Clara came jogging from behind, a playful smile gracing her lips.

"What Clara?" you look down at your watch, "I have sociology in like 3 minutes." you grunt, just wanting to be alone.

"Could you just do me a favour? Just run into our dorm and get my lanyard? I think I left it on your dresser by accident." she replies sweetly, the corner of her lips curling.

She hands her the key-card for your room, and you hesitantly accept it whilst hoisting your bag strap further along your shoulder.

"Why cant you get it?"

"I have to just.. sort out my folder. Y'know all the sheets of paper Sr. Silva gives us." she laughs and you blankly stare at her.

The grin on her lips made you suspicious, as she was also bouncing on the heels of her feet - but then again, Clara was always so bubbly in the weirdest situations.

"Alright, fine." you grumble.

"Thanks!" her smile widening. "I'll wait right here for you."

You give the blonde a half-hearted smile before following your usual footsteps back to your room, quickly scanning the card on the handle and clicking the door shut behind you.

The room was cold, with a familar scent wavering through the air. At first you blink, your mind instantly travelling to your boyfriend, who at second thought, wouldn’t travel this far during his schedule.

You took a step further into the room, when your heart froze.

Standing in-front of you, looking as surprised as you felt, was Joao.

"Amor?" he asked softly, standing up. His eyes were searching yours, for something he seemed to endlessly miss.

"João?" you whispered, your voice breaking with each syllable.

The brunette nodded, stepping closer with his arms opening to pull you into his tight embrace. You didn't know what to say, your throat swollen with emotion.

Joao snaked his arms around your neck, his lips on your temple.

"I had to see you," he murmured against your skin. "I couldn't stay away from you for one more second."

You couldn't speak. You just leaned in closer to him with your chin on his shoulder and you clasp your eyes shut as you let unshed tears slide.

"Deus, senti tanto a tau falta." (god i missed you so much)

“I missed you too,” you cry, letting more tears fall.

The weight of the past few days - everything that you were holding back, had melted at his touch.

João's hands slid down to your waist, his thumbs gently brushing away your tears as if he needed to prove to you that he was really there.

"Eu te amo muito, querida." (I love you so much darling)

The bell rung somewhere far away, the floods of students outside sounding so distant, but he held you closer, tighter, with his lips finding yours.

The kiss was soft and feverish, slightly salty with the tears still pooling from your eyes. João cradled your body protectively, rubbing circles to the back of your hair.

"I never want to be away from you again," he ensured, his voice also cracking. "I don't care what happens. We'll make this work."

You felt your knees weaken, threatening to buckle beneath you, but your boyfriend's hold kept you safe.

Clara was probably giggling to Maria somewhere, secretly congratulating themselves on their plan, but you couldn't care less.

Not now, not ever.

Feeling his heartbeat sync with yours, everything else faded away - every worry, every ounce of pain, exhaustion.

For the first time in days, you felt like everything was going to be okay.

[this was rushed forgive me🙏🏼]

All I Want - (João Felix) Sweetmas

Warnings- FLUFF, Christmas love, puppy lovers only

“João! Wake up!” You yelled, jumping up and down on yours and your boyfriend’s shared bed. “Huh? Wha-“ Before he could finish his sentence, you kissed him. “Morning, baby. It’s Christmas.” He smiled and nodded “I have something for you… I think you’ll like.” Your smile widens to a grin, jumping off of the bed, “Lead the way!” He chuckled and got out of bed, throwing a shirt on and fixing his hair. “Let’s go.” He grabbed your hand, leading you through the silent house into the living room. “See that box?” There was a big box with a big, red bow. “Yeah?” He smiled and nudged you towards the tree, “Open it.” You giggled and walked over to the tree, looking back at João before crouching down and slowly unwrapping the bow around the box. You slowly lifted the lid, revealing a golden, small figure. It jumped out of the box, that’s when you realized- “IT’S A PUPPY!” He laughed and nodded, smiling so bright and sitting on the couch. “João! You got me a puppy?!” You exclaimed, petting the puppy on your lap. “A golden retriever.” He said, sitting on the floor next to you, “You like it?” You nodded in response, kissing his cheek. “Your too sweet.” He chuckled and brushed some hair out of your face, “Only for you, amore.” He sighed, placing a kiss on your forehead. “I love you.” You said, holding his face. “I love you too. You make Christmas so much more better.” And that was THE best Christmas that you two ever had. You, João, and your new baby.

okay, i've seen enough "___ asks of 2024" so i created a football version (:

2024 football asks

Favourite player of the year

Best forward of the year

Best midfielder of the year

Best defender of the year

Best goalkeeper of the year

Most improved player of the year

Most underrated player of the year

Best young player of the year

Best manager of the year

Best transfer of the year

Worst transfer of the year

Most creative set-piece of the year

Best tournament or competition of the year

Best match of the year

Most dramatic match of the year

Best comeback of the year

Goal of the year

Funniest own-goal of the year

Best underdog story (club or player) of the year

Most unforgettable injury of the year

Biggest “what if” moment of the year

Favourite football meme of the year

Best kit of the year

Funniest quote of the year

Best atmosphere in the stadium

Most entertaining rivalry of the year

Most frustrating memory of the year

Best VAR use of the year

I have a request…so…

Reader is at camp nou with a few friends and she is watching a match and barca loose. So when reader and her friends leave reader had to go to the bathroom so she sneaks past a guard to look for a bathroom and she hears some banging at the end of the hallway and basically her curious ass wants to go and check it out and she finds gavi breaking down and hotting and kicking a locker and he has a panic attack and she helps him and maybe they kiss…hehe

idk…its up to you it has just been in my head for a while…

Love your work😍

panic attack

credits to the owner!

summary: you helps gavi when he has a panic attack

warnings: slighty angst, but not really

pairing: pablo gavi x fem!reader

a/n: greetings to all teen wolf fans hehe

taglist: @paucubarsisimp, @barcapix, @joaosnovia

requests are open!

masterlist

Barcelona lost the match against Atletico Madrid at Camp Nou, three to zero. Today everything went wrong.

You sighed sadly, getting up from the chair with the rest of your friends. You headed for the exit, but when you thought about the traffic jams, the Coca-Cola you drank during the match filled your bladder.

“I'll join you, I'll just hop into the bathroom” you said to your friend and she nodded.

You slipped past the security guard unnoticed, looking for the toilet, and as soon as you found it, you were distracted by strange noises.

Curiosity got the better of you and you forgot about your needs and headed towards the noise.

You peeked your head slightly from behind the wall, and the sight you saw surprised and worried you at the same time.

Gavi had his face in his hands after kicking the nearby bench, and his knuckles were red from hitting the brick wall.

He leaned his back against the wall, sitting on the cold floor, trying to catch his breath. He was furious that they lost. He felt that he had let down the fans and himself, that he could have done something more, but it didn't happen.

You walked up to him with gentle steps and said:

"Hey, are you okay?" you asked and he started in fear at the sudden voice, widening his eyes at you.

You crouched down in front of him, not wanting to scare him any more. You could tell by his current behavior that he was having a panic attack.

His breathing was rapid and uneven, he was sweating profusely, and his eyesight was unfocused. He looked around anxiously and moved his leg, holding his heart with one hand, which was probably racing.

You grabbed his hand with one hand and cupped his face with the other, trying to figure out how to help him.

"Gavi, look at me. Inhale and exhale, you're safe here" you said, rubbing his injured knuckles and his cheek.

You knew he heard you, but it was hard for him to do what you said. He looked at you with eyes full of help, his breath wheezing.

There was only one solution in your head, the one you saw in one of the TV series, so without waiting any longer, you kissed the boy to divert his thoughts.

You were able to feel his surprise during that brief moment, but you were even more so when he kissed you back.

His lips tasted sweet and were soft to the touch, your lips moving in sync as if they were the missing piece of a puzzle. He squeezed your hand. His heartbeat slowly returned to normal and his restless breathing calmed down.

You broke away from him with a slight blush of embarrassment and you could see the same on his cheeks.

"I'm sorry, I probably shouldn't do this, but I wanted to help you somehow, divert your thoughts somehow" you said awkwardly in one breath.

“You have nothing to apologize for” he laughed softly, his voice low and making you shiver. “You helped me, so thank you” he added, and you gave him a bashful smile. "Just, how did you come up with the idea that this would help?" he asked and you giggled awkwardly.

“In one show, a girl kissed a guy when he was having a panic attack and it helped him, that's all I could think of” you scratched your head, looking at the floor, you heard his soft chuckle.

“Well, it worked” you looked back at him, he was smiling softly, looking at you softly.

You both laughed at the situation, relaxing the atmosphere and it turned into a comfortable one.

“I'm sorry again” you said, feeling unsure.

“You really have nothing to apologize for, you helped me” he explained, taking your hands in his warm ones. “Besides, I liked it” he added more quietly, making you blush.

He scanned you with his eyes and a shiver ran down your spine as his eyes landed on your Barcelona shirt.

“Great shirt” he blurted out with a smile. "With whom?" he asked, referring to the name on the back of the shirt.

"What do you think?" you asked flirtatiously and he gave you a sly smirk.

"With me?" he asked also flirtatiously.

You brushed your hair to the side, then turned your back to him for a moment, revealing a T-shirt with the number "6" and a large "GAVI" written on it. When you turned back around, he had a huge smile on his face and was looking at you with a mysterious twinkle in his eye.

"What's your name?" he asked suddenly.

“Y/N” you announced.

“So Y/N” he started. "Since we've already gotten to know each other to some extent, can I invite you for coffee?" he finished with an uncertain smile.

Blushing, you gave him a wide smile.

"With pleasure".

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘 𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 ⁻ gavi

warnings: none

face claim: estelle behnke

pairing: pablo gavi x reader (soft launch)

𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽

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pablogavi: ❤️

user1: is this gavis girlfriend?

user2: AURORA WHO IS THISSSS

user3: WHOOOOOOOOO ISSSS ITTTT

user4: please who is she

user5: tell your brother my phone number is *redacted* TELL HIM TO HIT ME UPP

user6: is that you or someone else in the photo?

⇝ aurorapaezg: it’s not me! it’s a friend of my brothers 💞

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yourusername: sevilla 🌴

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user1: do y’all know who else is in seville…gavi

aurorapaezg: guapísima 💕

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user2: WHAT CAMERA IS THIS?!???

user3: what’s gavi doing right now?

⇝ user4: why would she know

⇝ user3: they’re dating…

⇝ user4: no they aren’t…

user5: hear me out, her and gavi are on holiday together

user6: the breeze blowing her dress was a paid actor

user7: gorgeous

user8: vogue beauty secrets when?

⇝ user9: she’s not that popular 💀

yourfriend1: face card is deadly even when you can’t see it

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user10: gavi don’t be shy comment

user11: do you like barça?

user12: I can already see the hate comments rolling in

⇝ user13: gavi and princess leonor fangirls lmao

user14: can we talk about the view 😍

yourfriend2: is secret guy there?

⇝ yourusername: stfu this isn’t private messages

⇝ yourfriend2: oops sorry?

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user15: cásate conmigo 🫦

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pablogavi: 🤍

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user1: what on earth, first fermin, now gavi

⇝ user2: it’s okay, the only thing pedri has is a dog

⇝ user1: you right, you right

user3: AWWWW THEYRE MATCHINNGGG

user4: cutie

user5: the first photo is too good to be taken by a man, he has a girlfriend 100%

user6: my heart is ruptured

user7: hold up, the back of the girls head looks like yourusername

⇝ user8: maybe it’s just aurora?

⇝ user7: no he would’ve tagged her, also auroras hair is lighter

user9: gavi lets have a talk about this

user10: I want to bite his arm

⇝ user11: i want you to turn your phone off

user12: it’s obviously yourusername, her friend liked this post and so did she

user13: what if it’s princess leonor !!

⇝ user14: get out, it’s not

user15: maybe it’s just a friend?

user16: im just admiring the sunset in the second picture, have fun being nosy

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yourusername: three of my favorite pieces from yesterday ✨

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pablogavi: 📸😍

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user1: ITS THE SAME BACKGROUND AS GAVISS POSTT

user2: the white dress is the same

user3: I don’t like u

⇝ user4: gavi doesn’t know you exist 🥰

user4: the camera makes everything look so pretty 🤩

⇝ user5: looks like she used the same camera for gavis photo

user6: they’re so “secreto” by karol g & anuel

yourfriend1: background is almost prettier than u

⇝ pablogavi: stop trying to steal her

user7: gavis reply to that girls comment 🥲🥲

user8: I bet they just met lol

user9: maybe it’s just a coincidence

⇝ user10: oh yeah because she just happens to be at the same place as him at the same time and hangs out with his sister

user11: I’m noting that the way to have a footballer fall in love with you is to become besties with their sister

aurorapaezg: que hermosa eres

⇝ yourusername: 💖

user12: the fangirls are so obsessed

user13: gavi dating an influencer is embarrassing for him 😃

⇝ user14: no it isn’t?

user15: and suddenly the second bird flew from the coop

⇝ user16: pedri next

yourfriend2: I know nothing 😇😇

⇝ yourfriend3: me neither!

⇝ yourfriend1: samesies !

⇝ pedri: yo tampoco !

user17: the comments of pedri and her friends 🤨

⇝ user18: pedri just wanted to join the trend

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yourusername: i had a very special photographer for this one

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pablogavi: 🙈

⇝ yourusername: 🙈

user1: the photographer was gavi 😭😖

user2: the dress is perfect 🤩

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user3: im in awe

user4: dayum gavi knows how to take photos

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user5: she looks like she smells good

user6: why does gavi communicate in emojis

yourfriend2: you can’t be human

⇝ yourusername: but i am? what are you taking about

⇝ yourfriend2: YOU DONT GET IT

user7: this reminded me to wash my hair and get out of bed

user8: princess leonor > her

⇝ user9: why do you people always have to bring her up? this post doesn’t have anything to do with her. she’s really pretty but her and gavi are never gonna be together, stop comparing

user10: that background is immaculate

⇝ user11: alright shakespeare or one of those like word makers

⇝ user10: huh?

⇝ user11: let me word that better, you word things like my great grandmother

user12: 🥰😍✨

user13: how prettttttttyyyy

yourfriend1: art

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yourusername: date night 🍷🍝

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aurorapaezg: más lindo pareja del mundo✨

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pablogavi: guapísima cómo siempre

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requests are open

not proofread

can u write smth where the reader is so short than pablo *she is 149cm and he is 173* and maybe u can add how his guys say to him he is lucky because he is already short *poor gavi* i think it will be kind of as headcanons

thank you if u did tho ❤❤

santa's helper

credits to the owner!

summary: you're on the christmas market with gavi

warnings: none

pairing: pablo gavi x fem!reader

a/n: i little changed this, but i hope that you'll like it! and tysm 💞

taglist: @joaosnovia, @barcapix

requests are open!

masterlist

The most awaited time of the year for you has come - Christmas. Like every year, you planned to go to the Christmas market in beautifully decorated Barcelona, but this year with a special guest, your boyfriend.

You met Gavi at the beginning of this year and you quickly established a bond that became stronger every day, until today, where you have been a couple for nine months.

What charmed Gavi most about you was your height. You were so tiny next to him, which was good for him because he wasn't very tall either, and you were the perfect height for him, as if you were made just for him.

This was also the reason why he loved teasing you. Whether it was resting his elbow on your head or lifting your things above him while you jumped around trying to reach them and he laughed.

He loved that about you. You never got angry at him for mocking you because you knew he loved you. But you'll never admit to him that you like it.

Today was no different. You were walking hand in hand on a December evening between the stands, here with Christmas decorations, here with food, here there was absolutely everything.

Pablo fully dressed from head to toe, just so no one would recognize him, wanting to spend quality time with you, and you looking so cute and beautiful next to him, wearing black earmuffs, and a black coat, with your hair flowing freely down your shoulders. You were pulling on his hand like a little kid in a toy store.

He kept giggling at you as you jumped excitedly on the Christmas decorations, constantly talking, and he hung on your every word.

At one point you passed a stand with balloons, which you looked at, of course, and Pablo followed your gaze. When he saw them, an idea came to his mind.

“Wait a minute” he said, then turned back.

You stood still, looking at him strangely, and your gaze changed between confusion and excitement as he walked back towards you, balloon in hand.

“Give me your hand” he said and you gave him your hand.

He tied a red ribbon from balloon around your wrist that represented a gingerbread man. You looked at him questioningly.

“You won't get lost now, dwarf” he grinned at you, and you looked at him with pity as he just chuckled.

You started giggling yourself, blushing slightly at the small gift he gave you.

“Thank you, cariño” you said, then stood on your tiptoes to kiss him, but he tilted his chin up so that you couldn't reach his lips.

You became outraged and then walked away from him, and he laughed even more when he saw only a bouncing balloon above the crowd, but not you. He found you after a moment, kissing your cheek in surprise, making you narrow your eyes at him.

“Don't be mad at me anymore, amor” he said, kissing the top of your head. "So where are we going now? These are our last moments together, we need to spend them well" he said, and you started to wonder what he meant.

"What are these our last moments? What are you talking about?" you asked and he just laughed.

"It's sad that you short people have to help Santa Claus with presents during this period" he faked crying. "I'll have to hand you over to the rest of the elves, amor" he said, making a sad face, and you frowned angrily.

He laughed out loud at your angry but very cute face. To him, you looked like the cutest angry hamster in the world. You just snorted at his behavior and then moved to the next stand.

There were many jokes about your height that evening, but you wouldn't exchange it for anything else, because in it all there was the love you were looking for for so long and you just found it with Pablo <3