#Pedri

[paucubarsisimp]

flustered

pairing: pedri x reader

summary: in which you prank your boyfriend by kissing him hard.

warnings: none

tagged: @barcapix, @universefcb, @nngkay, lmk if you want to be added to the taglist!

it was a quiet afternoon, and you were lounging on the couch, enjoying some downtime. the house was peaceful, except for the muffled sounds of laughter coming from the living room. pedri, ferran, and pablo had just finished their training and were hanging out, talking about who knows what. you could hear their lighthearted chatter as you scrolled through your phone, but you weren’t exactly in the mood to join them. you were enjoying your own space.

but then, a playful idea popped into your head. a prank. you hadn’t done one in a while, and it had been a minute since you’d pulled something on pedri. he was always so calm and collected, and you knew he’d be the perfect target for a little surprise. something to mess with him, just enough to make him flustered.

a mischievous grin spread across your face as you stood up, excitement bubbling in your chest. it was the perfect time.

you crept toward the living room, making sure to stay out of sight. ferran and pablo were in the middle of some animated conversation, laughing loudly. pedri, as usual, was quietly listening, a slight smile on his face as he nodded along to whatever ferran was saying.

you crept closer, moving in silently. your heart raced as you got closer to him. this was going to be good.

without warning, you leaned in and pressed your lips to his. it wasn’t just a casual kiss. you made sure it was intense, a little bold—enough to completely catch him off guard. pedri’s body went rigid as he froze, obviously not expecting it. his eyes widened, and for a brief second, you thought he might pull away, but then his lips moved against yours, just for a moment. you could feel him respond—tentative at first, but then he kissed you back.

when you finally pulled away, you saw his face go blank for a second before his expression shifted. his eyes were wide, his cheeks flushed a bright red, and his mouth dropped open slightly as he stared at you in disbelief. you grinned, keeping a straight face as you stood up and casually turned to walk away.

“see you later, amor,” you said, your voice light as you headed back toward your room.

behind you, the sound of ferran and pablo cracking up filled the room. pedri, still frozen in place, blinked a few times, processing what had just happened. his gaze flickered from where you had been to the other two, still speechless.

pablo was the first to speak up, his voice dripping with teasing warmth. “tío, you good?” he chuckled, nudging pedri in the arm. “you look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

ferran joined in, a grin stretching across his face. “hermano, you definitely weren’t ready for that.”

pedri blinked, his cheeks still burning as he sat there, trying to put together what had just happened. “i—uh—i don’t know what just happened…” he muttered, still trying to process the surprise. “she just… kissed me, and then left?”

pablo smirked, leaning back in his seat. “yeah, man, she definitely got you. you looked like you were in shock.”

ferran nodded, chuckling. “you just froze up. no reaction at all. she had you completely stunned.”

pedri ran a hand through his hair, still unsure of what to say. “i didn’t even see it coming. one second she’s there, and then… bam.”

pablo laughed lightly. “well, that’s what happens when you’re not paying attention. you’ve got to be ready for anything with her.”

ferran gave him an understanding smile. “don’t worry, hermano. i think we’ve all been caught off guard by her before.”

pedri finally relaxed a little, still feeling the warmth of the moment in his chest. “i’ll be ready next time,” he said, but he didn’t sound entirely convinced. in fact, a small smile tugged at his lips as he sat back, his face still a little flushed from the surprise.

“you better be,” pablo said, with a teasing grin.

[coolemmasulivan2]

Easy Mornings

Pairing: Pedri Gonzalez x Reader

Summary: A playful morning with Pedri.

Word count: 1151

Author's note: Yes, I'm in a Pedri kind of vibe. Can you blame me?

Si no e' contigo, amor Yo no quiero a nadie má' Tú, na' má' tiene' lo que a mí me encanta Gata, aprovechémono' Mamita, casémono'

The bed was cold when you reached for him. Your fingers curled around the empty white sheets, the warm and familiar scent of him already dissipating into the air.

For a moment, you wondered if you had only dreamed the night before. Had he really stayed over? Had he left? The thoughts ran through your head.

Soft morning light seeped through the curtains, casting long shadows on the walls. You sat up, still groggy. Pedri's jacket and hoodie were still draped over the yellow armchair in your room, confirming that he hadn't left.

So where had he gone?

With a sleepy frown, you slipped out of bed, padding barefoot through the quiet house. The bathroom was empty, and as you passed through the hallway, you caught the faint sound of something rhythmic, thump, thump, thump. A ball bouncing?

You followed the sound, and as you reached the back door leading to your small garden, you found him.

Shirtless, in nothing but sweatpants, his toned back glistening slightly under the morning sun. A football bounced effortlessly between his feet, his movements fluid, almost instinctual. He was lost in his own rhythm, completely unaware of how long he had been out there and completely unaware of your presence.

You leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. "¿Incluso en tu día libre, eh?" (Even on your day off, huh?)

His head snapped toward the sound of your voice, eyes widening slightly as he realized he was no longer alone. He trapped the ball under his foot and a wide grin spread across his face.

"I got up to go to the bathroom, then I saw the ball, and, well… the sun was out, the weather's nice, and--"

You raised an eyebrow. "And you lost track of time!" You finished for him, amused.

Pedri smirked, eyes twinkling. "Can you blame me?" He kicked the ball up, balancing it on his thigh. "Además, eres la única que puede verme jugar así." (Besides, you're the only one who gets to see me play like this.)

You rolled your eyes, biting back a smile. "Qué suerte la mía." (Lucky me.)

"Muchísima suerte." He teased, finally tossing the ball aside and walking over to pull you into his arms. "Now, are you going to join me, or just stand there looking pretty?" (Very lucky.)

You laughed, wrapping your arms around his neck. "I think I'll just stand here and admire the view."

He chuckled, dipping his head to kiss your neck. "Smart choice." He pulled back with a playful glint in his eyes. "But you're not just going to stand there forever, are you?" Before you could respond, he reached down and grabbed the football, and tossed it toward you. "Vamos, muéstrame lo que tienes." (Come on, show me what you've got.)

You caught it with both hands, a smirk forming on your lips. "I played football in school, you know." You lied, teasing him.

"Oh?" His grin widened. "¿Debería preocuparme?" (Should I be worried?)

"Tal vez." You let the ball drop to your feet, nudging it from one foot to another, but before you could pass it, he stole it effortlessly. You groaned. "I didn't realize we were playing as rivals." You said, eyeing him. "I don't like playing with you. Maybe you should practice with your team." (Maybe.)

He raised an eyebrow. "Already giving up? You didn't even try."

"I just woke up!" You defended.

He smirked, nudging the ball back toward you with his foot. "Then you better start practicing, because I don't take it easy on anyone, not even you."

You huffed, determined now. You let your foot brush over the ball before swiftly moving forward. But before you could even take a proper step, he flicked it away again, laughing at your effort.

"Nice try." He teased, dribbling the ball in a tight circle around you. "Pero tendrás que ser más rápida que eso." (But you're gonna have to be quicker than that.)

You sighed dramatically. "Okay, fine. You win. I officially retire from football."

He grinned, stepping closer. "Smart decision."

You were about to respond when he suddenly reached down, grabbing you by the waist and effortlessly lifting you off the ground. A surprised yelp left your lips as he spun you around, holding you tight against his chest.

"Hey!" You laughed, gripping his shoulders. "Put me down!"

"Not until you admit I'm the greatest footballer you've ever seen." He said smugly, his grip firm but gentle.

You narrowed your eyes playfully. “That's not happening."

He hummed, pretending to consider his next move. "Then I guess I'll just have to hold you here forever."

"Fine!" You caved, breathless from laughter. "¡Eres el mejor futbolista que he visto!" (You're the greatest footballer I've ever seen!)

He finally set you down, but not before pressing a quick kiss to your forehead. "Sabía que lo admitirías." (Knew you'd came around.)

You swatted his arm, still grinning. "Eres un presumido." (You're so full of yourself.)

He shrugged. "Solo cuando estoy contigo." (Just when I'm with you.)

You let out a dramatic sigh, shaking your head. "I don't know why I put up with you."

"Porque soy guapo." He said smoothly, reaching out to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear. "And because I make the best breakfast." (Because I'm handsome.)

You perked up at that. "¿Ah, sí?" (Is that so?)

He nodded, taking your hand in his. “Come on. I'll make us both something to eat. But after that, I think I'll need some more time to teach you a few tricks."

Hand in hand, you both made your way back inside, but just as you reached the doorway, you tugged on his hand, stopping him.

You tilted your head playfully. "Don't I get a reward for at least trying?"

His lips twitched into a smirk. "¿Intentaste?" You pouted and nodded. "And what kind of reward are you thinking?" (You tried?)

You shrugged, faking innocence. "Algo… lo suficientemente convincente como para que quiera jugar otra vez." (Something… convincing enough to make me want to play with you again.)

He chuckled, stepping closer, his hands finding your waist. "I think I can manage that."

He leaned in, capturing your lips in a slow, lingering kiss. His touch was warm and he pulled you closer like he never wanted to let go. The rest of the world faded and you got lost in the way he kissed you.

When he finally pulled back, his forehead rested against yours, a teasing grin on his lips. "¿Convencida?" (Convinced yet?)

You let out a breathless laugh. "Tal vez uno más solo para estar segura." (Maybe one more just to be sure.)

He chuckled, indulging you in another quick kiss before finally pulling away. Smiling, you followed him inside, your hand still in his, already looking forward to whatever the rest of the day would bring.

[pedripics]

You said that Pedri is the best midfielder in the world right now. Do you think he deserves the Ballon d'Or?

🗣️ GAVI: “For me, yes. I don't know if he'll win it, because football changes quickly and everything depends on the titles at the end of the season, but what Pedri offers us is very important, and that's what matters to me.”

[universefcb]

hey! Can you make one which just showed how reader is being friendly and fitting into Pedri's family perfectly (if it's possible a long one, thanks!)

↬❥ Welcome to the Family

Pedri Gonzalez x Reader!fem

Synopsis: You meeting his family and getting to know him.

a/n: I found this request so cute🥺

REQUESTED

warnings: no

And sorry if there are mistakes, English is not my language.I hope this is what you asked for!

The González López house had a unique way of making anyone feel at home. It was as if the vibrant energy of the family was present in every corner—in the picture frames filled with memories, in the delicious smell coming from the kitchen, and in the laughter that echoed through the rooms. You had heard Pedri talk a lot about his family, but now, being there for real, you felt like you were part of something special.

“So, we finally get to meet you!” Rosy exclaimed excitedly, pulling you into a tight hug as soon as you walked through the door.

You barely had time to respond before Fernando, Pedri's father, extended his hand with a welcoming smile.

“Welcome! Pedri talks a lot about you.”

Fer, the older brother, looked you up and down and smiled sideways.

“Let’s see if you can survive a family lunch.”

The joke made everyone laugh, and you felt the initial tension dissipate. The house was cozy, with decor that mixed memories of the Canary Islands and an undeniable love for football.

“Want something to drink?” Pedri asked, gently pulling you into the kitchen.

“Just water, for now,” you replied, still taking in everything around you.

“Relax,” he said softly. “I can see they like you.”

You smiled, feeling a warmth in your chest. You wanted to reciprocate that warm welcome.

The table was full of typical Canarian dishes, and the aroma was mouth-watering. Rosy insisted that you try a little of everything, and you didn't have the heart to refuse—especially since everything looked delicious.

“Did you like it?” she asked, watching his reaction expectantly.

“It’s amazing!” you replied sincerely.

That was enough to make her smile with satisfaction and put even more food on her plate.

The conversation around the table flowed animatedly. Fernando told some stories about Pedri's childhood, and Fer didn't miss the opportunity to make fun of his brother.

“Remember when you cried because you lost a match to me?”

Pedri rolled his eyes.

“I was six years old!”

You laughed along with everyone. Little by little, you started to feel more comfortable, joining in the jokes and sharing stories of your own. It was amazing how his family made you feel included.

At one point, Rosy looked at you fondly.

“You have a good manner. I can see that you care about Pedri.”

The comment made Pedri blush slightly, but he just smiled and held her hand discreetly under the table.

After lunch came the most anticipated moment of the day: family games.

“Get ready,” Fer warned. “We are extremely competitive.”

“But we always play fair,” Fernando added, before giving Rosy a wink.

“That’s a lie!” Rosy protested, causing everyone to laugh.

The games started with cards, then moved on to charades and even an improvised table football championship. You and Pedri formed a duo, and even though he was skilled on the field, at table football he didn't seem to have the same luck.

“You have to improve that, Pedri,” Fer teased, laughing as he scored another point.

“You’re a professional gamer, please,” you joked, patting his shoulder.

In the end, your team lost, but the fun was guaranteed. Even in defeat, you felt like you were fitting in perfectly in that environment full of energy and affection.

After so much laughter and competition, the house finally began to calm down. You and Pedri walked out onto the balcony, where the starry sky of the Canary Islands stretched out above you.

“They really liked you,” Pedri said, looking at you with a calm smile.

“I really liked them too,” you replied, feeling a wave of gratitude.

The silence between you was comfortable. The light breeze brought a pleasant coolness, and in that moment, you realized how much this day meant.

“You know…” Pedri continued. “My family is the most important part of my life. Having you here and seeing that you got along with them… It means a lot to me.”

Your heart warmed. You already knew that Pedri valued his family greatly, but hearing him say it so openly made you realize the depth of that feeling.

“Then I guess I’m on the right track,” you said, smiling.

He laced his fingers through hers and nodded.

“Definitely.”

Taglist: @paucubarsisimp @p4uul0vr @nngkay @meganesanchez @bymerinott @htpssgavi @luvvpedri

[chelseafcb]

#whoremembers

[fcbswiatek]

three apples tall

[p8driesta]

[cumpletesoccerfanatic]

Unai Simón & Pedri

pedri/unai as per anon request :)

[canirove]

Pedri for Barça Noticias | 14.03.2025

[liverpool-enjoyer]

this is a representation of who i am as a person

[vvssqqz6]

[futbolfanficpunk]

my babies>

🗣️ GAVI: “Ballon D'Or for Pedri? Everyone knows what kind of player Pedri is. Last year he couldn't show it because of injuries. No one deserves it as much as he does. And the truth is that we are happy, the whole dressing room, for him to be with us, because he is very important for the team and for the national team.” 🌟

[zayphia]

football tournaments give me a genuine midlife crisis because one day it’s 2014 and you’re a kid and your favourite player is still in their peak and then it’s another two years and then you’re older and your favourite player is older and then it’s another two and you’re older than the newest players and your favourite player is retiring. not good. do not recommend.

[orodaeh]

Okay honestly FUCK OFF... how can he be so hot and cute at the same time. GOD send me a Pedro Pascal right now... i need him. God took his time with him...

Pictures by Trudiebooth and Sarah on Pinterest

[gadriezmannsgirl]

Hello!✨ I'm kind of back to writing, truth is I've been wanting to write some things these past weeks however it's been impossible for me to be able to come up with something, I'm having serious writers block😭it's a bit frustrating because I love writing😭😭😭 but I'll try my best to end all the requests and hopefully fully come back!🫶🏻

This is a kind of small reaction with Barça Boys (Pedri, Gavi, Fermín and Ferran) , let me know what you guys think!✨

Slam Car Door

Pedri:

He jumped in his seat, his eyes wide as he saw you slam the door of his car

"Madre mía" (Dear god) He whispered, you opened the door to his car

"I'm so sorry" You say with your hand covering your mouth "I didn't meant to, I couldn't grab the door properly and the wind knocked it out of my hands"

"No te preocupes, amor. Ten cuidado, ¿Sí?" (Don't worry, love. Be careful, yeah?) You nod smiling

"¿Compro un kilo o dos de plátano?" (Should I buy one or two kilos of bananas?) You ask

"Dos. Uno pa' ti y el otro pa'mi" (Two. One for you and the other for me) You laugh nodding

"Got it" You went to close the door and Pedri once again jumped when you slammed the door. His mouth opened and one of his hands moved in question

"Amor" You could read his lips from the window

"It's the wind! It's the wind!" You hurriedly say opening the door once again

"Be careful, bonita. The door can break and-"

"I know, I know. I'm sorry, I'll be careful" You say blowing him a kiss, closing the door.

"Y/N!" He yells when he sees you slamming the door "¡Preciosa!"

"What?" You ask giggling

"Stop doing that!"

"What am I doing?!"

"When we get home I swear I'll slam the door of our bathroom!"

"Don't you dare, Pedro González!"

Gavi:

"Any other thing you want me to buy?" You ask lifting your head up from the notes on your phone to look at your two years boyfriend

"I think that would be it"

"You sure? I don't want to forget anything"

"You can add the things we might need to do burguers"

"You want to eat burguers?" He nods smiling softly, you smile before writing down the items you'll need for the dinner "And that's it?" You look down at his hand in your thigh and played with his fingers.

"Yes I think that would be it, unless you'd like to add something at last minute"

"Probably I will" He laughs "I'll be going then" You undo the seatbelt "Hopefully in fifteen minutes, I'm back" You lean over to kiss his cheek.

"Take your time, preciosa"

He grabs his bottle of water from the cupholder and drinks from it. Only to get choked up by it when he hears the slam, his pouty face turns into his famous frown, eyes full of confusion.

"Are your parents coming tomorrow, right? Or is it next week? I'll be cooking your mom's favorite, so should I buy the ingredients now or wait until we're on a closer date?"

"They're coming next week" He confirms what you already know

"So, should I buy them later?" He nods

"Yes, tomatoes can get bad really quick so it's better that way" He nods his eyebrows furrowed. He looked so cute, you wanted to laugh.

"Perfecto, gracias" (Perfect, thanks) You close the door once again, before almost leaving you saw his eyes wide open, trying to figure out how to call you out on this. "Also, do you want me to buy the big jar of nuts?" You ask "or maybe the medium"

"Any of them it's fine" He nods "Something's wrong?"

"No, why?"

"It seems like you're mad"

"I'm not, baby. Why do you say that?" He gets quiet for a minute before shaking his head "Nothing" He whispers "Try not close the door so hard, bebé"

You look at the door before letting a small -oh- acting as if you didn't knew what was bothering him "Did I close it too hard?" He nods instantly

"Joder, si" (Fuck yeah)

"Ay, lo siento" (Sush, I'm sorry) You nod "I'll be careful" You say blowing him a kiss, he winks back at you, you smile and stopped for a few seconds before slamming the door shut.

You could only see his eyes wide open and the "Me cago en la-" he let out before you ran away while laughing, soon you heard the sound of the honk of your boyfriend's car and his yell of your name. You made sure to buy his favorite chocolate cake that day.

Fermín:

"Want me to go with you, amor?"

"Don't worry, Fer. You can stay here, I'll be back in a few minutes" You lean over to kiss his cheek twice before he moved his head and crashed his lips into yours

"Be careful" He said before giving you another kiss, you giggle

"I'll re-stock my girly things and be back in a few minutes"

"I know but still" You smile

"Te quiero mucho más" You say "Want me to bring something for you?"

"I'm so in love with you, you're too cute"

"Te quiero"

"A muffin would do"

"Got it" You got out of the car and without looking back you slammed the door, you started walking but the honk of your boyfriend's car interrupted you "What's up?"

"I think the door wasn't closed"

"Oh! Let me do it again" You slammed the door once again, a bit stronger than before "Better?" You asked and he shook his head

"Not yet" You opened it and closed it again "More" You did it once again putting all of your strenght, you winced a bit in this last one

"Now?"

"Nope"

"Fermín!"

"You were the one starting it, mi amor!"

Ferran:

"¡Ostras!" (Fuck!) "Cuidado, un poco mas y se te devuelve la puerta, preciosa" (Careful, a little more and the door will be returned to you, precious)

"I'm so sorry, Fer! I didn't meant to!"

"That you pay for my door insurance, nena"

"Ferran, stop. It wasn't that bad!"

"Que no fue tan mal? Casi me tiras la puerta en la cara!" (It wasn't that bad? You almost threw the door in my face)

"Exagerado" (Exaggerated)

"Not exaggerated, I'm just taking precautions" You roll your eyes

"Whatever helps you sleep at night, Torres. I'll go" He nods

"I'll be waiting for you, beautiful" You smile and close the door once again. You looked at Ferran who simply looked at you, you tried your best to hold your laughter

"What?"

"I know what you're doing and you won't get any reaction from me!"

"What do you think I'm doing?!"

"You dislike this car and want me to buy another one, right?"

"That's not-"

"Save it. I'll do it"

"No! If you want a new car you don't have to say I influenced you"

"But you did" He said "My mind's already setting everything up"

"But I didn't! All I was doing was slamming your car door to see your reac-" You cut yourself off and Ferran's eyebrows went up lightly. You fell in his trap.

"¿Estabas tirando la puerta de mi coche?" (Were you slamming my cars door?)

"In my defense... I was trying to see your reaction and I didn't do it that hard!"

"No, ¡Un poco más y la puerta llega a mi cara!" (No, a bit more and the door gets to my face!)

"¡Mentira!" (Liar!)

"Venga, vamos" (C'mon, let's go) "I'll go with you"

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

[strawberryblue-blog]

Kisses —FC BARCELONA.

summary: What are their kisses like or how do they like to kiss you?

warnings: none. cute, soft, fluff, headcanon.

—Pedri Gonzalez.

His kisses are too long and affectionate. He likes the sensation of feeling you close to him, he thinks it is intimate and the most tender way to show love.

He could spend hours kissing your lips, soft and delicate, showing you how much he likes your lips. He is very shy at times but if you kiss him first, he will not be able to stop.

Your soft and full lips are like an addiction for Pedri, he loves the sensation of feeling them on his skin at any time. Whether on his cheeks or forehead. During sex, he also kisses your lips a lot, especially to silence his squeals and to make you feel loved. Because he really loves you and your lips a lot.

—Pablo Gavi.

One of the most amateur kissers in history, not of your lips but of your neck and jaw. He likes your lips but is obsessed with the soft, supple skin of your neck.

Especially because he likes to mark his trails, so when his lips are on your neck, he will play with you until you turn red. He loves the sensation of hearing you gasp and laugh at the same time.

During sex, he prefers not so much to kiss as to watch. Watching you is more his thing, but, after the action he is very affectionate and caring. Maybe there he kisses you too much to make up for what he couldn't kiss you before.

—Ferran Torres.

Ferran knows what a good kisser he is, he always received compliments about it and you always remind him of it. So when he is with you he likes to kiss you all the time because he knows how much you like his kisses.

He kisses you anywhere, no matter where it is, he knows how to make your skin bristle with so little. On your lips, neck and shoulders. Your shoulders are his weakness.

When you are having sex he doesn't kiss so much because he likes to concentrate on you but from time to time he seeks your lips. His kisses are very long and seductive.

—Fermin López.

Fermín loves kissing, loves kissing you and loves to be kissed by you. An exchange of mutual love which, for Fermín, is heaven itself. He loves to feel your lips on his, short or long, he doesn't care.

He could kiss you all day long, on your lips, your thighs, your belly, your neck or your face. He's super cheesy and tender. He knows you like it and he will take advantage of it to feel you.

Not necessarily during sex, because sometimes he can't hold back the moans and has to let them out but after he's done, he'll be a ball of love. He will kiss you so much, until you fall asleep. Just like the next morning, he will wake you up with his kisses.

—Alejandro Balde.

Although he loves to kiss your lips, his lips always find your hands to kiss them delicately. He is so tender and delicate, he loves to make you feel like a princess.

Although your lips are his favorite, he will kiss them whenever you can. Every now and then he will give you a peck on your lips. He finds it fun and romantic. He is obsessed with your mouth, so lips and tongue for him.

When you are having sex, he likes to kiss you even more. It's a different kind of connection and he loves to feel your warm lips on his.

—Hector Fort.

He's definitely a kisser, a lot. Too much. And not only that, he kisses like the gods. Hector has a gift and he knows how to use it on you.

Kissing your neck, chest and shoulders is his favorite pastime while you're together. No matter what you do he will come and take his time with you. He concentrates on you, kissing your skin delicately with that seductive and haughty touch he has.

During sex he kisses much more your breasts or shoulders than your lips. But when you're done, he'll take care of leaving you with lungs and lips asleep.

—Lamine Yamal.

He is overconfident and despite being young, he has a certain amount of experience. He loves to kiss you either on the lips or on your forehead, he finds it protective and tender.

He likes to kiss your nose too, as a little detail he has with you. But sometimes he plays rough and wants you to kiss him and take the initiative.

In sex he is a little kisser but not so much, maybe more your neck or bite your shoulders but he will definitely do it when he finishes and kiss you for a while afterwards.

—Pau Cubarsí.

He is not a big fan of kissing on the lips because he thinks he doesn't give them correctly. He's still young and just learning, he's also a bit insecure.

Clearly he doesn't agree with that, Pau is a good kisser and when he kisses you he is intense and fiery. But he likes it when you kiss him long and deep.

He prefers to kiss your face how, forehead, nose, cheeks and ears. He finds it tender and that is his way of showing his love. In bed he may be a little more kissy to show his love for you, he likes to be gentle and soft with you.