#and gavi being obsessed with him

[amorettopedri]

son of aphrodite pedri × son of ares gavi

[navramanan]

Rent was due

[leclercsainzz]

maybe one where Lando is seen with magui so reader one ups him by posting being at the Barcelona game and meeting joao and they soft launch

IS THERE SOMEONE ELSE?

PAIRINGS: lando norris x (ex)gf!reader / joao felix x fem!reader

TYPE: social media au

WARNING: // mention of cheating

yourusername

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yourusername: summer break with my luvvv 💗

tagged: @landonorris

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iamrebeccad: stunning

↳ yourusername: no, that’s youu <33

user: i waNt this type of summer love 😭

user: i feel so single wtf

alexandrasaintmleux: GORGEOUS 😍

↳ yourusername: says youu

user: LANDO’S NECK iN THE FIFTH SLIDE

user: don’t know if i wanna be her or be with her

user: can lando fight??

↳ user: girl— he can’t even fight for another win

user: obsessed with you omgg 😍

landonorris: my beautiful girl

landonorris: i love you 😘

↳ user: feeling SOOO single rn 😭😭

user: girl, you’re making me feel single:(

user: idk who’s luckier

oscarpiastri: where was my invite? 🤔

↳ yourusername: ??? you literally have him half the year, hello??

↳ oscarpiastri: okay, and?

↳ user: osC 😂

user: lando has won in life

francisca.cgomes: uau sexy 🫦

see translation: wow sexy

↳ yourusername: você

see translation: you

user: i want what they have 😭😭

maxfewtrell: thanks for letting me third wheel, ‘twas delightful

↳ yourusername: no, thank YOU for third wheeling

↳ maxfewtrell: sarcasm or??

user: ask your man if he can fight

user: my parents are so cute 🥰

user: god, you’re soo perfect

user: babe, where is the skirt from?!?? it’s so cute

↳ yourusername: it’s from (stores name)

user: fight me you coward @landonorris

user: the prettiest girl ever 😍

user: future mother to my kids

user: living for the ynlando content >>

user: screw lando, i want her

user: in love with you 😩

user: THE woman that YOU are OMG 😍

sabrinacarpenter: literally soo obsessed with you

sabrinacarpenter: you’re insanely gorgg omg

↳ yourusername: 💗💗💗

user: MOTHER

yourusername

📍lisbon, portugal

liked by alexandrasaintmleux, landonorris and 689,846 others

yourusername: a tia mais legal está de volta à cidade 💃🏻

see translation: the coolest aunt is back in town

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user: she’s not a regular aunt, she’s a cool aunt 😎

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francisca.cgomes: a tía mais sexy 😘

see translation: the sexiest aunt

user: omg luna and mateo are sooo big already 🥺

↳ user: time flys by sooo fast

user: ahhh luna in her barca jersey

yoursister: meus amores 😍

see translation: my loves

user: where’s lando???

user: yn being the coolest aunt ever >>

landonorris: come back, i miss you 🥺

↳ yourusername: i miss you too 💗

↳ carlossainz55: you literally left last night, hello???!?

landonorris: tell mateo (and luna) that i miss them

↳ yourusername: mateo says and i quote, “i miss my uncle lan”

↳ user: “uncle lan” THAT’S SO CUTE WTF 😭😭😭

alexandrasaintmleux: girlfriend, you’re looking cute 😍

user: luna in her barca kit omg 🥺

user: can we talk about how mateo calls lando “uncle lan”

user: @fcbarcelona

user: when she supports barcelona >>

user: @fcbarcelona @pablogavi

user: the gavi jersey omg

carlossainz55: you should buy luna her real madrid jersey now

↳ yourusername: YOU should buy it as her bday gift, bestie

user: now you got me craving ice cream

user: hottest barca player??

user: yn being a barca and mclaren girl is everything to me 😩

↳ yourusername: mclaren? YES! barca?? eh 🤷🏻‍♀️

↳ user: wait— you don’t support barca??!?? 😭

user: the worlds best aunt

↳ yourusername: u said it, not me

↳ user: omg 😭 ilyyy

pierregasly: “coolest aunt” that’s a bit of a stretch, no?

↳ yourusername: shut up, gas(leak)

↳ user: LMAO

user: i want yn as my aunt now

user: ugh, you’re so perfect 😍

user: she’s gorgeous and she’s good with kids?? 😭😭

user: let me wife you up, please

user: the prettiest girl ever!

magui_corceiro

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magui_corceiro: summer love <3

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lando.jpg

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lando.jpg: nothing but views ☀️

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magui_corcerio: nothing but cute views

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maxfewtrell: so this is the reason you ditch me?

maxfewtrell: i wanted to see some beautiful views too 🥺

maxfewtrell: wait a min— who took that last picture?

↳ lando.jpg: there’s a thing called self timer on your iphone, mate

yourusername: cuteeee

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imessage

yourusername

liked by landonorris, charles_leclerc and 690,985 others

yourusername: girls just wanna have fun 💋

tagged: @francisca.cgomes @alexandrasaintmleux

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user: she a baddie, she know she a ten

francisca.cgomes: uau você é sexy, eu entendo por que ela à obcecada por você agora .. eu também;)

see translation: wow you’re sexy, i get why she’s obsessed with you now .. i would too

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francisca.cgomes: love yaaaaa 😘

user: kIKA, WE SAW THAT COMMENT 👀

↳ user: wait— what comment?!?

↳ user: kika made a comment about magui being obsessed with yn saying “i get it now, i would be obsessed if i were her too”

↳ user: oMG 😭 the fact the she used to be friends with her too

user: so la*ndo and her broke up or???

alexandrasaintmleux: my girls 💘

user: her and joao deserve better

user: thE gaslight shirt! I NEED IT

user: girl— your man is with magui 😭

user: lando FUMBLED

user: please don’t tell me he tried gaslighting you omggg 😭

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user: i need her and joao to link up

↳ user: @joaofelix79

↳ user: doesn’t she support barca???

↳ user: her sister does lol

user: kika’s comment 💀

user: lando still being in the likes LMAO

oscarpiastri: his loss

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↳ user: oscar— omg 🫢

↳ user: cARLOS ALSO LIKED OMG

↳ user: his own teammate AND best friend

↳ user: yk he fucked up bad

carmenmmundt: the prettiest 😍

↳ yourusername: i love yaaa <33

iamrebeccad: bummed i couldn’t make it:(

↳ yourusername: missed you bb

user: yn in her revenge era???

user: no ex, no next, for me its just yn ln 😍

landonorris: call me? please?

↳ user: boy bye 😭

user: SOMEONE GET JOÃO, PLEASE

user: @joaofelix79

user: doesn’t pierre knows joão?? we need him to work his magic

↳ user: @pierregasly

↳ user: you better get to work bitch @pierregasly

↳ user: kika, tell your man to work his magic with joao and yn

user: yn’s so much prettier than magui

user: the audacity lando has to comment AND like 🙄

pierregasly: @joaofelix79

↳ user: oMG— he actually tagged him

lilymhe: he really fumbled a baddie 😩

user: call me magui with the way im obsessed with you

user: yn >> magui

user: i could treat you so much better, babe

yourusername

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yourusername: hot girl summer ft. mateo:)

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user: from “summer love with my love” to “hot girl summer” 🥺

user: yn this, yn that WHAT ABOUT MATEO? “uncle lan”???

↳ user: bitch— 😭😭

user: the sixth slide HELp

alexandrasaintmleux: my pretty babyyy 😍

↳ yourusername: love yaaa, girlfriend 💗

↳ charles_leclerc: ABSOLUTELY nOT

user: MATEO WEARING A BARCA JERSEY?!!? 👀

↳ user: its a sign @joaofelix79

user: she’s soooo beautiful omg

francisca.cgomes: hot hot hot

↳ yourusername: besitos 💋

see translation: kisses

iamrebeccad: gorggg 😍

↳ yourusername: ily my loveee 💗

user: men (*cough* lando cough*) really are a disappointment

user: body is giving

user: joao, please, shoot your shot 🙏🏼

lamineyamal: @joaofelix79

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user: FELIX LIKED OMG

user: she’s hot and she knows it 😩

user: did i just see yamal tag felix and delete it???

user: anyone else see joão liked her post???

↳ user: they follow each other lol

yoursister: 😍😍😍

user: body goals 😩

user: lando really fumbled

user: @joaofelix79 i see you lurking in the likes 👀

user: joao, shoot your shot mf

user: ya’ll are so pressed over a nonexistent relationship 😭

↳ user: literally omg! they don’t even interact w/ each other

↳ user: their exes literally do each other?? i’m sure that by now they know of each other

user: hot girl summer, indeed 😍

user: magui & lando <<<< yn & joão

user: felix liked!!!!

user: i NEED PIERRE TO INTRODUCE THEM NOW

↳ francisca.cgomes: @pierregasly

↳ user: KIKA DOING GODS WORK

user: people are way too obsessed with joao and yn, i swear

user: hottest girl ever 😍

user: beautyyy

user: 10x better than magui

user: biggest fumble ever, mate @landonorris

user: men ain’t shit

user: pretty girl 😘

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yourusername

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yourusername: “visca barça” or whatever ya’ll say 🤷🏻‍♀️

tagged: @yoursister

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user: the “where is joao felix” is such a mood lmao

user: yn at a barca game?!??

carlossainz55: te corrompió, eh?

see translation: he corrupted you, huh?

↳ yourusername: hala madrid siempre

see translation: hala madrid always

_ferminlopez: @lamineyamal

user: caRLOS COMMENT AND FERMIN’S?!?? 👀

↳ user: d-did she get invited by joao or??

yoursister: visca barça visca catalunya

user: so? did you find joão??

joaofelix79: apenas admita que você gosta do clube errado

see translation: just admit you like the wrong club

↳ user: are my eyes deceiving me or did he actually comment

pablogavi: la invitada de honor 🤣 @lamineyamal

see translation: the guest of honor

↳ lamineyamal: jajaja

user: she went to support her future hubby 🤭

user: lando found dead in a ditch

user: mateo meeting his new uncle??

user: we got yn supporting barca before gta6

↳ user: don’t forget mclaren

↳ yourusername: oscar? YES! barca still undecisive 🤷🏻‍♀️

↳ user: tHe shade 😭 at least she supports oscar

pierregasly: you’re welcome 😉

↳ user: he definitely hooked them up

user: from a formula one wag to a footballer wag

↳ user: my girl is meant for the wag life

user: last slide is sooo me

user: ynfelix nation rise up

user: their exes do each other and now they do each other, cutee

↳ user: OMG— 😭😭 LMFAO

user: ynfelix >>

francisca.cgomes: 😏

user: yn in her barca era??

user: magui and lando currently crying together after realizing they brought their exes together 🤣

↳ user: the only good thing that has happened in this situation tbf

yourusername

📍miami

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yourusername: 🌴 miami vibes

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madelyncline: hot

user: mother???

user: yn really enjoying that single life, huh?

francisca.cgomes: mamacitaaa 😮‍💨

user: lando fumbled the baddest bitch frfrr

lilyzneimer: wow, she’s hot 😍

↳ yourusername: ilyyy bby <33

user: que tal besos de joão?

see translation: what about kisses from joão?

iamrebeccad: obsessed with you, oh my god 😍

alexandrasaintmleux: how about you give me kisses instead?

user: motHERRRRR 😩

joaofelix79: boas vibrações

see translation: nice vibes

↳ pedri: míralo @pablogavi

see translation: look at him

user: so are her and felix dating or???

flavy.barla: pretty girl with pretty views

↳ yourusername: mwahhh 😘

user: yn, give me one chance

user: shes bringing sexy back

user: mother living her best life

carmenmmundt: gorgg 😍

user: FELIX LIKING AND COMMENTING SNAOFBF

sabrinacarpenter: your vibe AND aesthetic is everything

user: hot girl summer belongs to yn

user: gimme a chance 🙏🏼

user: lando liked 😭

user: you’re so hot

user: my dream is to be pretty like her

kellypiquet: 😍 beautiful as always!

user: the most gorgeous woman ever

user: magui just like me— OBSESSED W U 😩

kendalljenner: woahh 😍

user: @landornorris

user: im so obsessed with you, i cant

↳ user: magui?!?!??

joaofelix79

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joaofelix79: 🌴

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user: are you in miami?!??

user: wait— yn is miami, no?!?

user: how do ya’ll know he’s in miami?

↳ user: girl— 😭 bffr

pablogavi: hola guapo 😘

see translation: hello handsome

user: YN’s siSter liked

yourusername: flokiii 🥺

↳ user: she’s met his dog omg

user: they’re together 😭😭

user: he’s sooo good looking

user: yn, i get it 😩

pierregasly: mhm 😏

↳ user: what do you know?!??

↳ user: normalize explaining after YOU comment

user: MY MAN MY MAN 😍

user: his post aligns with yn

lamineyamal: parece tan feliz, no? 🤔 @pedri

see translation: he seems so happy, no?

↳ pedri: 😉

user: the comments from pierre and his teammates pretty much confirm they are together

_ferminlopez: guapísimo

see translation: very handsome

user: is yn with you?

user: are you with yn?

user: this screams yn

user: did yn take these?

user: he’s so hot 😮‍💨

user: you better treat yn well

user: the person who took these must be a pro and good looking

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↳ user: hELP— he liked my comment

↳ user: which could mean nothing

user: he’s fine and he knows it

hugofelix18: não, claro, mostr que você está se divertindo

see translation: no, of course it seems like you’re having a good time

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yourusername

liked by francisca.cgomes, pedri and 688,884 others

yourusername: sunday night kind of loveee 💘

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francisca.cgomes: ahh, love you both

user: JOÃO OR??!!?!?

pedri: se ganó a la chica 🤣 @pablogavi

see translation: he won the girl

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user: “you’re literally all i want” same joão same

user: i just know lando AND magui are FUMING

user: babes, is it who we think is is? 🤔

user: i swEAR THAT’s feLix’s hands 😭

↳ user: 100%

alexandrasaintmleux: my loveee 😘

pablogavi: que manos tan bonitas

see translation: what beautiful hands

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user: gavi’s comment confirms it joao 😭

user: imagine being called “my pretty girl” by him

↳ user: imagine being yn and being called tHat 😩

user: oooh to be yn ln

↳ user: ooh to be joão felix

user: lando fumbled the baddest bitch 😞

user: my girl deserves being treated like the queen she is

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user: real ones know that’s literally joão omggg 😭😭

user: yn about to be the best footballer wag

pierregasly: i know who it is 🙂‍↕️

↳ user: we ALL know who it is;)

carlossainz55: ya era tiempo

see translation: it was about time

oscarpiastri: he better treat you right or else 😡

↳ yourusername: you wouldn’t even hurt a fly 🤨

joaofelix79: nada mal eh?

see translation: not too bad huh?

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joaofelix79: soft launch, i think? 🫢

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user: the “i think?” is taking me out idk why 😭

user: YN?!?!?

user: he’s literally wearing the same sweater bansns

_ferminlopez: vas a tiempo de borrar 🤣

see translation: you’re on time to delete

↳ lamineyamal: le hackearon el móvil

see translation: his phone was hacked

user: lando fumbled the baddest bitch but joão pulled her

user: “soft launch” we all know its yn

user: PARENTS OMG 😍

user: idk if i want to be yn or be him

yourusername: linda tu novia

see translation: your girlfriend is beautiful

↳ joaofelix: lo se

see translation: i know

user: at least he didn’t get back with magui 😭

user: mom and dad frr

pedri: guapo

see translation: handsome

user: lando found dead in a ditch

↳ user: and magui 😌

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yourusername: cats out the bag <33

tagged: joaofelix79

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[pablitogavii]

Her bikini

This being the first summer Gavi was taken, he was not caring about PDA at all giving all his affection to you.

Every picture paparazzi took inspired him to be even more touchy and show the whole world that Pablo Gavi is madly in love with a goddess.

“Amor..they’re hiding in the bushes” you say laying on the towel while Pablo was applying some tanning lotion on your back spending quite a few minutes on your butt.

“Let them see Princesa..I’m obsessed with our summer pictures” he said and you blushed hard as he leaned down and kissed your ass cheek shamelessly. You were both crazy..

As it was getting hot outside, he invited you to go swim together and you gladly agreed walking hand in hand towards the see.

“Aii cold water “ you said giving your boyfriend perfect idea as he grabbed your legs making them snake around his waist as he went inside making you scream and giggle afterwards.

“Estas loco Gavitoo” you say moving his wet hair from his face and he leans in for a sweet kiss on your lips.

“Loco por ti..que ricaaa” he said biting your lower lips and smirked knowing what that was doing to you right now.

“Stop torturing me amore” you whine and he kissed your neck before pulling away and winking letting you go so you can swim around together for awhile.

After getting out you wanted to shower and get salt out of your hair cause it always tangles. Gavi saw you walking towards it and swung you off your feet carrying you there.

“You just can’t be without me amore huh?” You tease as you both went under the shower giggling.

“Guilty..besame” he said kissing you while water cascaded over your tan hot bodies. Your hand caressed his hair(gif) while he kissed you having to pull away because you were not alone..and he needed to keep it pg in public.

“You’re right amor this is torture, let’s go back to our room..” he whispered and you giggled telling him to be a little patient and that you wanted to tan some more. He groaned slapping your ass as you walked past him.

While you were tanning, Gavi noticed some boys walking around seeing them eyeing your butt. That made you boy sit besides you on the sand pulling your swimsuit down.

“Que haces amor???” You look aside and he shrugged as you noticed the same boys clearly still looking.

You were uncomfortable so you stood up moving towards your boyfriend and straddling his lap. His hand covered your butt and you smiled laying your head on his shoulder.

“ Hmm I don’t like it either amor..” you whisper feeling him kiss your neck while squeezing your ass making be stupid boys finally look away.

“Hmm toda miaaa” he said and you blushed nodding your head kissing his lips passionately.

“Tuya amor” you whisper as he stood up carrying you in one hand and bag in another. You quickly came home after that.

“They kept staring at you culito mi vida..but only I can touch it like this..and spank it..hmm and bite it..aii que rica” he said biting your skin and you whined pulling onto his shirt as you both ended up on bed naked in each others arms.

“Aii porfavor Pablito..make me your good girl again” you moaned while he kissed your breast sucking on them and sending your mind into frenzy. Fuck he was good at this!!!

“ you’re my best girl..you sitting on my lap when you saw them looking..hmm chica tan buena deserves a good reward” he said slowly lucky around your sensitive core while you moaned when his tongue finally found your aching area.

“PABLO!” You were whining mess not caring how loud you were in that moment since you were chasing your high when he pulled away and sushed you with his lips.

“Shh mi amor..” he said before slowly slipping inside you and making your back arch. His strokes were driving you mad as he pulled on your hair and you both moaned loudly.

“Si…si I’m gonna..” you moaned as you both came undone moaning each others name loudly. You held onto each other for the rest of the night before falling asleep peacefully in each others arms

The next morning, Pablo walked in the room with breakfast in his hands and blushed cheeks as you were still naked in bed waiting for him.

“Amor..look at this” he said giving you a note

“Keep it down love birds ;)” and you were now a blushing mess too…you two were really crazy!!

[gavisfanta]

gavi with a breeding kink aftet seeing you playing with his nieces and nephews (for the sake of this just pretend like he has some) 😮‍💨

BEDTIME - GAVI

summary: gavi and you are babysitting and after you put the kids to bed gavi tells you about his desire

a/n: changed it a bit, hope you dont mind anon

warning: smut, not proofread

"I think it's slowly time to go to bed." You mumbled while you stared at the small boy infront of you.

You and Gavi had to babysit some family friend's kids. Because they didn't want you to be alone and lonely while the kids sleep they asked you to invite Gavi too.

So now you were done playing with them and it had turned 8pm.

"Okay." The younger boy nodded his head. He was around the age of 5, but the girl who was 8 and very distracted by the tv didn't wanna go.

"Can I stay here?" She asked and looked at you.

"No, come on it's time for bed." You stood up while Gavi remained sitting on the sofa. She looked at the spanish midfielder and then stood up.

"Can you come with me?" Maria asked and then Gavi flashed you a quick smile.

"I'll put them both to sleep, don't worry." Gavi winked at you and you still followed him upstairs. The younger boy whose name was Ale ran to his room which was right next to Marias, the girls.

Maria was obsessed with Gavi the second she saw him. She literally played with him all day and when the two of you sat down outside in the garden she even kissed his cheek.

You knew that she had that one little girl crush on your boyfriend like the one you always had on the lifeguards at the beach.

Trying to impress them when you had no chance due to them being 3 times your age. But you rather considered it cute, you also thought about it that a long time ago, you used to be like that too.

Ale also loved Gavi, but he liked you a bit more, however when it came to playing football he of course chose Gavi.

And after Gavi managed to put the kids to sleep he made his way downstairs again.

So sitting on the couch, complete silence in the house, Gavi turned to you.

"That was awesome of you, I didn't know you were that good with kids." Gavi smiled at you and your cheeks started to color themselves red.

"I don't know" You shrugged your shoulders, Gavi then got closer to you and leaned to your neck.

"Imagine if those were our children. Imagine you with a baby inside your belly," He paused for a second." my baby." Gavi whispered against your neck. His hot breath sent shivers down your spine and his hands started roaming your body.

"Fuck." You muttered under your breath as you threw back your head and Gavi started planting sloppy kisses along your vein on your neck.

He then pulled away after some time snd you two made eye contact. Without a thought your lips collided into eachother and started moving at a fast pace.

Eventually you sat into his lap, feeling the tent in his joggers. Then he pulled away.

"You really wanna do it in here?" Gavi raised his brows while he pushed a strand of hair behind your ear.

"You turn me on, I can't wait for them to get home with my dick hard." Gavi whispered aggressively and you shook your head while smiling a little.

"You're an idiot." You stood up for a second so that he could take off his boxers and sweatpants.

"Take off your pants, if so, we won't have much time to get changed." Gavi nudged his head towards you and you also took off your pants, leaving you only in your red thong and him with nothing covering his lower body.

"You wanna have my babies amor?" Gavi teased. You felt your arousal getting hotter when he looked up at you, walking over to him and sitting down on his lap, a thin and wet piece of fabric separating you two.

However, you didn't wait long until you lifted up your hips and then Gavi pulled down his shorts to his knees. His hard dick basically jumping out of his boxers, standing tall below your core. Gavi then grabbed it and with his other hand he rubbed his fingers along your folds. You whimpered at the touch and you slowly slid down his dick, Gavi holding it at the bottom to stabilize it.

"I'm gonna give you so many children, you'd look so hot pregnant." Gavi whispered into your ear. You whimpered quietly as he then grabbed your hips and moved you up and down carefully, slow at first and then his pace speeding up.

A light and silent sound of skin clapping against eachother lingered around in the room. The only thing you prayed for was that the children wouldn't wake up.

You accidentally moaned loudly to which Gavi responded with sticking two of his fingers into your mouth. Your tongue swirled around them, wetting them in your Salvia. His hand then slipped down to your clit and started rubbing it in figures of eight.

You moaned against his skin as you lowered your head into the crook of his shoulder.

He kept thrusting up into you until your legs began to shake and the warm knot in your abdominal kept growing. Gavi noticed the way you clenched around him and only fastened his pace.

Eventually you both came, his dick shooting ropes of his cum into your pussy as you sunk down on him, moaning and whining.

Hs threw his head back as he tried to catch his breath. "You gonna have my children hm?" He asked, he was so drunk from the orgasm that he forgot that you're on birth control. But maybe he just ignored it.

"Now let's get you cleaned up without waking up the children." Gavi said after a few minutes.

As you two cleaned up a bit and got dressed you sat down on the couch again and only 15 minutes later your family's friends came home.

"Thank you so much for paying attention to the kids." The mother thanked you two as you stood at the door.

"Oh no worries at all." You smiled and the both of you then went to the car.

"I just hope the kids wont tell her about the noise the monster under her bed made." Gavi joked and you gave him a weird look.

"What noise?" You knitted your eyebrows together and the next second Gavi started to intimidate you moaning. You immediately smaked his chest with your hand and looked the other way while he kept laughing.

"You're my favorite monster, if that makes you feel better."

[leilakisakabiri]

heyy, can u write one where gavi is obsessed by reader's smell?

Surprise (Gavi)

Summary: You and Gavi are in a long-distance relationship and you go to his game to surprise him, but he catches you.

Warning(s): None

Requested: Yes

A/N: Hey anon! Thank you so much for the request and thanks for being patient. Hopefully, I did the prompt justice! Not proofread.

Word Count: [1666]

Masterlist

You had reached out to Pedri a week ago asking him to help you surprise Gavi at the final La Liga game.

You were in university studying in America, and the two of you had been doing long distance since last summer. It was now early May and you had finished your exams just in time to be in Barcelona for the final game.

You had lied and told Gavi you wouldn’t be done for another week, before wishing him the best and making yourself scarce, telling him you were busy studying.

In the meantime, you had set up a plan to surprise him with Pedri and booked your tickets.

Once you landed in Barcelona, Pedri came to pick you up. You both smiled at each other warmly, telling each other about your lives since you’d been apart.

“I haven’t seen you since December. How have you been hermana?” Pedri questioned.

You laughed, telling him about your school and all the things you and your friends got up to.

“That sounds so fun. Now I’m jealous I never got to go to school in America!” He exclaimed.

“Mm. It’s probably not as fun as being a famous footballer.” You shrugged playfully.

“Yah I guess that’s cool too.” He remarked.

Before you knew it, you were pulling up to the stadium, and the nerves were beginning to set it in. You hadn’t seen Gavi in almost six months and you were a little nervous to see him again. Did he look the same? Would he be excited to see you?

Pedri could tell that you were getting in your head, and he placed a comforting hand on your shoulder.

“Don’t overthink it, he’ll be happy to see you. He was so sad you couldn’t be here.”

You looked up at him, “Really?”

He nodded affirmatively and you felt yourself loosen up, “Thanks Pedri.”

He gave you a smile, ushering you out of the car and into the stadium.

“Ok so we only have a few minutes before the rest of the team gets here so we have to be quick.” Pedri spoke leading you into the locker room.

The plan was that you would leave a note in Gavi’s locker telling him to look up into the family section of the stands, and he would glance up before the game and see you standing there wearing his jersey, cheering him on.

You didn’t want to mess up the before-game ritual, or the meeting with his team, so you opted for seeing him after the game as opposed to before.

You had just placed the note in his locker when you heard the locker room door open, male voices filling the air.

You looked up at Pedri in horror, his facial expression mirroring yours, as you both froze.

He snapped out of it first and pushed you towards the showers, “Oh shit, go hide!”

You had just snapped the shower curtain closed when you heard a voice, “Pedri, hey man. Why are you here so early?”

You heard Pedri let out an awkward laugh, and you cringed, poor boy was never a good liar, “Oh hey Ansu. Uhm- y’know just like to be early.”

A new voice responded, “Really since when?”

You breath caught in your throat, it was Gavi.

It had been so long since you heard his voice in person, it sounded so real, and so close. You felt a wave of emotions hit you. Hearing his voice made it ten times harder to keep yourself hidden, and only amplified how much you missed him.

“Ehh big game so wanted to start now.”

The boys seemed to accept his answer, continuing their conversation.

You silently prayed that they would move toward the other end of the locker room so that you could make a quick escape.

But it seemed like luck was not on your side today.

Gavi was in the middle of a sentence when he abruptly cut himself off.

“Do you smell that?” He asked, pausing to inhale.

“Did you just sniff the air?” Pedri asked him, trying to hold back his laughter.

“Shut up, it smells like Y/n.”

You felt your blood run cold. Oh shit. You had totally forgot about your perfume.

You had bought the perfume months ago, back when you were still with Gavi in Barcelona last summer. You had been looking for something that smelled like warm summer nights and when you found it you bought it instantly. However, it wasn’t just you who loved the smell as just twenty minutes after you wore it for the first time Gavi had you spread out on the couch, lips planting kisses all over you, hands exploring every inch of your body.

“You smell so good.” He groaned, kissing the column of your neck.

Your breathing was unsteady, and you found it hard to concentrate, “Thanks, I just bought it. It’s supposed to smell like summer."

“Well whatever it is, I love it.” Gavi murmured, his words caught between his mouth and your skin.

Since then, it had become your everyday perfume, and you spent the rest of summer wearing it and driving Gavi crazy.

He said it smelled exactly how he imagined you to be. Sweet and intoxicating.

Now you were wearing the same exact perfume, having forgotten about Gavi’s obsession with it.

You were scared that you had just outed yourself, but you were also impressed that the perfume had lingered for that long.

Guess it was a good buy.

“What?” Pedri asked him pretending to be confused, his voice pulling you out of your thoughts.

“She always smells like coconut and jasmine, and the locker room smells exactly like that.”

“I think the dirty socks are getting to your head. Go get ready.” Pedri retorted, trying to steer the conversation away from you.

Gavi shook his head, “Pedri I swear. Am I going crazy?”

Ansu spoke, “Nah bro I smell it too.”

That was all the confirmation Gavi needed, “Where is it coming from?” He asked as he set his bag down beginning to move around the room.

You could hear Pedri shuffling as well, presumably following the boy, “C’mon this is stupid. Let’s focus on the game. The rest of the team will be here any minute.”

Gavi sighed, “Ok yah.” He resigned, moving to go change into his uniform.

“Be honest Pedri, did you have a girl in here?” Ansu asked playfully.

You heard Pedri sputter, and you let out a small gasp, not being able to hold back your laughter.

“What was that?”

“What?” Pedri asked, his voice rising unintentionally.

“Swear I heard something over there.” Ansu stated.

You bit your lip, moving back into the shower, cursing yourself for making noise.

It was quiet for a moment, and then a second later you felt the shower curtain being ripped open.

You were greeted by a very stressed-out Pedri and a confused Ansu.

“What the fu-“ You desperately held up a finger to your mouth, pleading with him to be silent.

“What?” Gavi asked coming over.

Ansu quickly shut the curtain again, “Oh nothing. Just thought I saw a spider.”

They all moved away from the showers, and you let out a breathe. You couldn’t believe how close you were to being caught.

All you had wanted to do was surprise your boyfriend, but that was turning out to be much harder than you thought.

You heard more voices begin to fill the locker room, and you wondered if Pedri was going to come and get you or if you were on your own.

A moment later, the shower curtain slowly opened and Pedri popped his head inside.

“That was so close!” He whispered.

You stepped out of the shower, “I know! Now get me out of here.”

“Ok, most of the guys are in the main changing area, waiting for coach. We’re going the other way, so just walk in front of me and we’ll be good.”

You nodded, feeling Pedri walk behind you as you took a left out of the shower area.

You had your sights fixed on the door and were just steps away when a voice interrupted. “Pedri, do you know anything about this no-“ You heard Gavi ask before his voice faltered,

“Who’s that?”

You squeezed your eyes shut, knowing your cover had officially been blown.

You felt Pedri freeze behind you. He began to speak without turning around, scrambling to come up with something.

You cut him off, turning around and finally revealing yourself, “Surprise!”

Gavi stood there in shock staring at you for about five seconds, unmoving, before his body caught up to his brain and then he was colliding into you, arms wrapping around you and pulling you into a tight hug.

“Holy shit. Y/n? What are you doing here bebe?” He asked his voice rising in excitement.

You giggled as he picked you up, spinning you around.

You looked up at him once he put you down, reaching up to caress his cheek, “I wanted to surprise you! But you kind of ruined it for yourself.” You admitted.

“I don’t even care. I’m so happy you’re here.” He spoke, grabbing your hand and intertwining your fingers.

You smiled, kissing his cheek as you promised you’d find him after the game.

He walked you to the door, as you basked in each other’s presence.

You gave him one last kiss before pulling away.

“I knew I smelled you!” he exclaimed.

You giggled, “Yah I forgot about that. Can’t believe you sniffed me out.” You teased while ruffling his hair.

He gave you a playful glare before fixing his hair, “Oh c’mon you know I love it.”

You smiled, “I know.”

You gave him one last wave before turning and walking through the tunnels towards the seats.

You heard him yell after you, “Nice jersey!”

You turned around, a grin on your face, “Thanks. It’s my boyfriend’s.”

[sl0t4matt]

Can you do pablo gavi boyfriend canons like the ones for Marc and Hector. Pleasee

ofc i can do one of gavi thank you, anon for requesting!!

p. gavi bf! head canons

❀ bf! gavi, that was completely whipped with you, ever since the both of you started talking.

❀ bf! gavi, who swears he hates it when people call him “pablito”, but doesn’t mind if you do.

❀ bf! gavi, that cooks breakfast not only for himself, but as well you before going to practice.

❀ bf! gavi, who you took care of when he got injured.

❀ ”it hurts so bad, fuck.”

❀ ”my poor baby, you want anything?”

❀ ”i just wanna cuddle you right now.”

❀ bf! gavi, that you absolutely love calling angry bird, when he gets home from another game all angry. you know the red one with the six pac? it’s him!

❀ “i fucking hate this.”

❀ “okay calm down, angry bird.”

❀ bf! gavi, that even though he is such an irritable person, is the softest boyfriend with you. you kind of have a calming affect on him.

❀ bf! gavi, who’s first thing he does when he gets home from a game is cuddle you. you would give him massages to calm and relax him after the exhausting games. do you only do that to see his hot and trained back? totally!

❀ bf! gavi, that makes sure you get anything you please, wether it being buying a book you wanna read or a expensive designer bag, he’ll get it for you.

❀ bf! gavi, that begs for good luck kisses before every single game. (he just wants to take every opportunity to kiss you)

❀ “just one! please, ma.”

❀ “fine, you needy bitch!”

❀ bf! gavi, that absolutely loves bottoming, just the thought of you being on top of him, riding him, could make him come.

❀ bf! gavi, that gets turned on by the tiniest things you do, like cropping your barca jersey when at a match. you would watch him on the field, pulling his pants down a little in order to not see his obvious boner. you think it’s funny, honestly.

❀ bf! gavi, that usually is a dogs person but got a cat for you.

❀ bf! gavi, that gets you coffee every morning, feeding your obsession.

❀ bf! gavi, that would repost every single post you’d post on instagram, as well as commenting the sweetest comments.

❀ bf! gavi, that loves watching every single one of your little snap stories that, you send to him about your day, yapping about what happened at college etc.

❀ bf! gavi, that shows you every single one of his tricks he can do with a ball, always trying to impress you.

❀ bf! gavi, who yaps to pedri about how perfect you are and how he’s going to marry you.

❀ bf! gavi, that would steal kisses at you, when at a dinner with the barca team.

❀ bf! gavi, that loves to talk about how perfect it would be to have a little boy with you, he can teach football to. he would call it the messi project. (😭)

❀ bf! gavi, that absolutely adores sleeping on your chest. the rhythm of your heartbeat giving him some kind of comfort.

[lustrexia]

im definitely interested in the Jude and Pablo drabble... please post it😫

tw: nsfw, size kink, hate sex, rivalry, rough oral sex, minors dni.

— “Size does matter” Jude Bellingham and Pablo Gavi

It’s probably not his fault. Not entirely, anyway, it’s just that it’s too obvious. Too noticeable.

Pablo, he means. Barcelona’s golden boy. The title didn’t mean too much to Jude, he already won that award last year, pretty easily so if his ego permitted him to admit. Madrid’s marketing did really go far long, didn’t it?

But that wasn’t really what made Jude feel bad, really. It’s Gavi’s height. And his body. And everything.

It became almost overwhelming to him when he noticed it; Pablo was really small. Hell, he could totally beat him up and the guy wouldn’t stand a chance, but that’s not what he really wants to do with him.

It’s almost funny, Jude notes. He’s so small, but so full of energy and will, it’s like his body was made of seventy percent determination and twenty percent water, albeit one or two percent of that had a little bit of poor emotional regulation.

Maybe that’s what made Gavi so endearing to half of the population. That he wore his heart on his sleeve, that he presented himself quite authentically, just as he was on the interior.

His chest too small for his big heart to fit into. It’s not saying much though, Jude snorts dryly, Gavi was really small. Wasn’t even like the guy was skinny or anything, the barcelonista stole the attention of his eyes plenty of times, his body was toned and his skin seemed just so soft.

But he wasn’t thin at all, even Pedri was way thinner than him.

Maybe he’s overthinking. Obsessed with the entire image of Pablo’s body even. He shouldn’t even be thinking about another man like that, he’s got a career and priorities that he has to take care of, like his younger brother throwing a little bit of a fit because of some girl. Or the fact that he just lost the European Championship to Spain.

He can’t. He can’t stop thinking about it. Because that’s all his male brain spits at him when he sees Pablo at the other side of the stadium, celebrating his win.

Smiling, like he ever did something to deserve that happiness.

He avoids Cole Palmer’s look when the blond straight up ignores his handshake. He’d talk about it later, when his own emotional block stops and he can start actually feeling anything other than ‘void’.

Jude walks just beside the trophy, that’s already decorated with Spain’s ugly colors, just tacky red and yellow. His steps feel heavy, even breathing is hard for him. He can sense his own lungs contracting and letting loose one again.

Losing takes the form of a bitter taste on his tongue. It’s ugly, it’s accompanied of despair and it’s everything he didn’t plan for.

It’s everything that Pablo Gavi isn’t feeling at that moment. He can almost taste the victory from the pretty boy’s mouth, and now he’s getting closer and closer. Jude feels in a trance, he can’t make something of whatever Pablo is saying at him, some bullshit about second place in Spanish, probably.

He doesn’t care. He never cared for what being a madridista meant for the blaugrana men. He’s English, he recognizes that he doesn’t feel the rivalry as his own, but he can empathize with the fear of losing, so there’s that.

And it’s so stupid, how Pablo looks at him triumphant, like this is such an important moment for him, like this means something. Like he’s Cristiano at forty with his career ending right now. He’s not. He’s a talented twenty something with lots of projection for the future. Gavi is a failure of La Masía, injured and barely walking like a normal person.

Jude is getting mad, mainly at himself for not hating the gorgeous boy that’s looking at him through his lashes, teasingly demeaning him with an adorable Spaniard accent. He should be disgusted, should push him to the green hard ground of the field.

He doesn’t. Jude looks at him in the eye, with curiosity, like he’s watching some scientific experiment with a really stupid rat lab, fixating on every move that Gavi makes.

“And you’re second! I can’t believe it! Joder, que te hemos ganado!” He says, his hazel eyes glowing in the artificial light of the stadium.

Jude feels drunk in a bad way, time is slowing down like he smoked something thirty minutes ago and Pablo’s monologue is getting slurred.

He can’t stand it. Not like this. Not with how easy he could grab Pablo’s arm and throw him around like he deserves to. Jude’s sanity is clearly disappearing, he can feel it sliding down his spine, pinching him. Gavi’s densely annoying rich boy accent doesn’t help him either.

It’s not his fault. Pablo is annoyingly pretty, and totally crushable, like some insect he can get rid off easily with the sole of his expensive sneakers. It’s childish, but the need is clearly there.

So he indulges into it, posing his big hand on the back of Pablo’s neck, pushing him to walk forcefully at his side, like they were friends; resembling a bond that was not there, just for the cameras.

He could see how Gavi tensed and changed his facial expression to something a little bit uncomfortable, his eyebrows were almost knitted to each other and his lips formed a nervous curved line.

And it was exactly as he thought so, Gavi was weaker than him, couldn’t fight or back off even he was in serious danger.

“M’sorry” Gavi said, “I was just teasing, it’s just banter, sorry”.

Fucking brat, Jude didn’t respond. He just continued to guide Gavi’s body towards the hallway of the stadium, searching for somewhere more private.

The cameras didn’t even flinch at them disappearing, the public was more focused on celebrating the win or just taking pics of the actual players on the pitch.

Jude scanned through the doors and stairs of the space, finding in some barren corner a door with the ‘storage’ sign in a foreign language. Fucking Germans and their weird wording.

He lowered his hand now that the cameras weren’t looking, placing his calloused fingers on Gavi’s waist. So tiny. Jude heard the other man’s breathing hitch almost whimper airily.

So this was affecting Pablo at the same intensity as it was affecting him. News flash. The insanity of this exclusive situation altered the cute midfielder too.

God, so maddening. He squeezes the curve of his waist, reminding him of how useless fighting back is going to be. Someone of his size couldn’t possibly get him off in a real struggle. Gavi whimpers, biting his lip.

“Whore” He whispers into Gavi’s ear, his hot air hitting him. “I’m going to break you in half”.

He’s almost sure Gavi is pretty entitled and possibly did refuse to learn English in the past, but he can see that he understood what Jude told him right there. His face, now totally bewildered, exploded in pretty pink colors. He was blushing.

They entered the storage room, it was small, closet-like, just enough space for the two of them to breathe in each other’s faces. He pushed Gavi’s body towards the cold surface of some shelf, looking down at him, noticing just how frail he really was.

It made him so hungry. Like he was king starved and now there was a big plate of his favorite meal in front of him, just waiting to be sexually cannibalized on. The air hung heavy on them, the realization of what they were really going to do was now crawling under their skins.

He pushed through it, through whatever this meant for Pablo. It wasn’t his place to care for it, he just had an itch he needed to scratch badly.

“Take your jersey off” he commanded to him, already pissed off at how red looked amazing on Gavi.

White would look more elegant. More classy.

Gavi did, he took off the garment, not breaking eye contact if possible. Venomous.

Jude aggressively took his own jersey off and grabbed Gavi’s neck with just one hand. His long fingers made a good collar for the barcelonista’s neck, pressing lightly. Pablo moaned, his eyes half closed, full of incomprehensible lust.

“Put it on, quickly”.

He released his grip on Pablo’s neck and threw the shirt at him, watched how Gavi’s pathetically small hands trembled while putting the piece of clothing on.

Holy shit.

“¿Qué?” Oh, maybe Jude said that out loud.

“Nothing,” Jude went back to his stoic look, “White looks good on you”.

Pablo’s look, full of empty hatred fueled his own lust. Culé at heart dressed in white. Humiliation must be burning in his stomach.

But Pablo was hard, the tent of his shorts showed him just that. Was he really into the whole being the bitch of a madrid player thing? That was a new low, it made Jude smile.

Gavi was just as pitiable as he thought. Could bark and try to bite as many times as he wanted to, that wouldn’t change the fact that he’s weak in physicality, biologically inferior.

“Get on your knees”.

Jude didn’t wait for Gavi to move, he shoved him down, using little force. Pablo’s little prince hairstyle was now messy, his curls running wild because of the new hot boiling temperature. He was sure Gavi could feel how warm his bulge felt, even when his face was pressed against it with shorts on.

He couldn’t possibly get harder, the view was amazing, Pablo’s face length matched the length of his clothed dick, that Gavi was caressing with his cheek.

“You’re so big, joder, qué pollón” Gavi whispered, and for some reason, Jude thought that would probably be the dirtiest thing that someone could ever be able to say in Spanish.

Goosebumps ran all through his pelvis, electricity burning high. Not wanting to wait any longer, he pulled down his shorts and boxers, his cock jumping back lewdly to his stomach hung heavy.

It’d be impossible for Pablo to take it all in. It was probably like nine inches. Almost as long as his face. He compared the size of his cock to Gavi, pleasantly surprised about how pliant the man was being with someone who was spreading pre cum on his nose and cheek.

“Yeah, fuck that’s it, lick it. That’s what you want, right? Some good dick to keep you calm” He groaned, rubbing the fat tip of his cock into Gavi’s mouth.

Pablo gave his dick kitten licks, almost scared of the girth. It was so thick, Pablo would have to open his mouth completely to take it in.

Jude was not a patient man with people he hooked up with. He opened the other’s lips with his middle finger, forcing him to suck on the metaphorically offensive digit. Once he got tired of the sight of Gavi’s little mouth struggling, he lined up his cock with his mouth, grabbing Pablo by the back of his head.

There was no running back now.

Not when Pablo had his shirt on, looking absolutely oversized on him, with a hard on between his legs just by the proposition of sucking some madridista off in a storage closet.

Slut.

“Wait, no, it’s not going to fi-” Gavi choked on his cock, closed his eyes and tried to get Jude to back off.

He couldn’t. Bellingham was already fucking his mouth now.

Pablo’s mouth was hot and wet, his tongue laid flat at the bottom, just taking that dick like he could. His lips were made thicker rounding the thick girth of him, stretching his jaw painfully.

Jude sighed blissfully, the tight feeling felt amazing for him, like he was consumed by a pool of wet heat. Inch by inch, he pushed his cock inside, deeper and deeper, totally fixated on how overwhelmed Pablo appeared below him.

Where he belonged.

Pablo’s little hands rested on his thighs, trying to push him back. Didn’t work, he was already swinging his hips back and forward, chasing the high of Gavi’s mouth.

Gavi was gagging, making choked sounds every second, and his eyes were crossing towards his the bridge of his nose, disassociating a little.

Was he passing out? Jude could not care less. Maybe he’d use his mouth better that way. He looked dumb and out of it regardless.

But now that Gavi’s characteristically present strength was just shining by its absence, Bellingham could force him to deep throat, feeling his nose brush against his lower stomach, making it even harder for him to breathe.

Jude fucked his mouth roughly then, not pulling more than one inch out of his mouth, content on how Gavi’s uvula grazed his cock. The back of his throat felt amazing.

Gavi was struggling, trying to pull back, but Jude didn’t let him, cupping the back of his head forward with his arm.

“Take it, shit, don’t fucking pull back, yes, that’s it, good boy” He praised when Pablo stopped moving his head back.

Tears were forming in Pablo’s eyes. But he didn’t look sad, his honeyed eyes were full of lust, apparently he did have a thing for praise.

Something hot boiled inside of Jude exponentially, growing more and more, tensing the elastic until it was just about to snap.

He was so close. Gavi was now looking up at him, wet lashes, face dirty with pre cum and drool, tears too.

Every time Pablo moaned the vibrations went to his dick, stimulating him more and more. He wasn’t fighting anymore, his arms, like some sex doll, went down, letting Jude do whatever he wanted with his mouth.

Jude let out a grunt, rapidly increasing the rhythm of his hips moving, just abusing Gavi’s mouth. Pablo’s gagging sounds echoed on the walls, lewd symphony that Jude loved.

Loved how this was the right sequence of events that should happen. This was what he needed. To remind Pablo what he was really useful for, instead of some stupid tournament where he didn’t even play.

So, so close, he could almost taste the glory that was robbed out of him before on the pitch.

Jude Bellingham felt his orgasm all through his body and right out of his dick, felt how the cum spilled out of him in the most intense way that he ever experienced. The elastic band snapping inside of him, leaving his legs feeling like jelly.

He rode his climax with his cock bottomed out in Gavi’s mouth, his cum spilling right inside of his throat.

He quickly pulled out of Pablo, letting him finally breathe. The blaugrana player coughed roughly, almost throwing up all of the cum that he had inside of his stomach now, hands resting on the ground, not looking at him. Still coughing, tears came out of his eyes, Gavi was crying.

“Thank you, thank you, mnh” Pablo tried to say, his voice was completely destroyed and he was still almost about to vomit. He didn’t, he swallowed most of Jude’s cum back.

Pablo was a mess, his face full of fluids, puffy eyes and a fucked out expression, he was totally out of it.

Jude pulled his pants back up, grabbed a pen that was on the shelf and wrote his phone number on Gavi’s arm.

He took Pablo’s Spain jersey, put it on, and left him, to be found in that state.

(…)

A/N — Hi! I hope you liked this! I usually don’t write a lot in English because I don’t feel confident enough so I’m really hoping that this felt natural! If you have any feedback please let me know <3

[digitaldiarystuff]

Christmas Miracle

Happy holidays everyone! Hope you enjoy your time off with your loved ones 💖

also, this wasn’t requested but i just got an inspiration and went with it, i’ll slowly work on the requests you’ve given me

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summary: you are one of Aurora’s childhood friends and you’ve made plans to celebrate christmas together until Pablo’s injury happened causing her to spend it with him. But she didn’t forget to invite you

pairing: Pablo Gavi x Y/N

genre: fluff

warnings: mentions of injury and surgery

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It was around 4 when you finally made it to Páez Gavira household holding some take-out for the dinner tonight. You had enough time to drop your suitcase at the hotel room you booked and make it to the night. Aurora and you were supposed to take a trip during this time but due to Pablo’s injury, she had to cancel. You totally agreed and encouraged her to do so, obviously. But she felt so bad to bail on you and invited you to join them. You tried to protest, you were fine being at home alone since your parents lived across Europe now but she wouldn’t listen. She also told you her family wanted you there as well, you were childhood friends and very close with their parents. You waited patiently as the door opened and you fully expected to see Aurora behind it but it was actually Pablo with his crutches. You felt your heart break but didn’t show it.

You and Pablo have had a complicated relationship, during your childhood, you all played games together but as the years passed, he became a typical teenage boy with attitude so whenever you and Aurora were together, you stopped hanging around him that much. Then he became slightly less annoying and you became friends again but it wasn’t as close as you once were. During this time he became a lot more muscular and you nearly forgot he once was the annoying boy who dropped water balloons at you from the second floor balcony. But you couldn’t think of him that way, it was wrong on so many levels so you always remained cordial. He, on the other hand, was always obsessed with you according to Aurora. Ever since you were little children she complained about his infatuation with you but you always saw him as a child, even though you were only a year older.

But seeing him with a longer buzz cut, your vision of the little brother of your best friend was shattered.

“Hi.” he smiled as you went inside.

“Hey, how are you?” you asked almost like a reflex but as you saw his sad eyes wished you didn’t.

“I’m sorry, I mean that’s probably your least favorite sentence right now.” you smiled apologetically as he shrugged.

“No it’s okay, you can ask. I hate it when others do it though.”

You brought the food in the kitchen as he followed you in the house. You hugged everyone then Aurora dragged you to her room for some gossip. She told you all about her relationship and you looked like you were listening but actually you were waiting for your turn.

“So, how’s Pablo?” you asked after she finished. You knew he was doing better but still.

“Ugh, I’m sick of you two. He’s always asking you and you’re always asking about him, but who’s asking about Aurora?” she mocked and you laughed. As you were about to respond, you heard her mom yell out about the table being ready so you went downstairs.

You went down and everything looked amazing, you thanked them again and again but they insisted you stop saying you were family. You were greatful for their kindness, holidays have been too lonely ever since your parents left the country and being a student, you couldn’t visit them as much as you wanted to.

During the dinner, your eyes kept shifting to Pablo, you knew he was going through such tough times but he seemed like he was handling everything like a champ. You really were proud of him.

“So, Y/N, do you have a boyfriend yet?” their mom said smiling suggestively. You froze for a moment as you felt everyone’s eyes on you.

“No, I’m still single. Just focusing on my studies I guess.” you politely said and your eyes met Pablo’s, he was trying to hold his smile.

The rest of the dinner was just pleasant, champagne glasses being served and finished in minutes as you felt relaxed, being with them always seemed to lift your spirit. After the dinner, it was time to exchange gifts. The Páez Gavira’s politely waited for you to do so. Seeing their expensive gifts made you feel uneasy about yours but they quickly made sure they loved everything you got them. Aurora gifted you a designer bag you wanted since you can remember and the parents bought a scarf for the holiday spirit.

It was now Pablo’s turn and his gift bag was smaller than the others, you tried steadying your shaking hands as you opened his gift. It was a diamond necklace with a pendant with your initial.

“I love it, Pablo this is amazing.” you said smiling ear to ear. He knew you so well, this was exactly a piece of jewelry you’d wear.

“C’mon put it on.” their mom said and you smiled turning your back for him to clasp your necklace. As his fingers touched your neck you felt goosebumps arose. You quickly turned back hoping he didn’t catch on, too embarrassed about your body’s reaction to him. Everyone’s attention turned to other gifts when you felt his eyes on you wondering his gift. You actually got him a sweatshirt and printed some inside jokes on it with his name on the sleeve. This was the best you could come up with your student loan but as he opened the wrapper, his face lit up.

“This is amazing!” he said and kissed your cheek, it was like a spur of the moment but you felt butterflies in your stomach, why was his touch burning your skin, you wondered.

“Y/N, your room is upstairs. Aurora, show her the guest room, okay?” their dad said as they were leaving the table to get some sleep.

“I’m actually staying at a hotel.”

“What?” both Aurora and Pablo asked in unison.

“Yeah, I dropped my luggage there before I came here, it’s actually pretty close.” you explained.

“No way we’re letting you leave at this hour and on christmas.” they told you over and over again but you didn’t want to be a burden. Their protests only stopped when you agreed to spend the night and Aurora gave you some comfortable clothes to sleep in.

It was now well past midnight and everyone nearly passed out in their rooms. But even though you were so tired, you couldn’t sleep so you went downstairs into the backyard of the house to spend some time. Soon you heard footsteps behind you.

“Couldn’t sleep?” Pablo asked as he sat down next to you.

“Yeah” you smiled as he left the crutches to the side. He was wearing the sweatshirt you bought.

“I see you liked my gift.” you teased and he looked down, feeling embarrassed that he wore it the second he went into his room.

“It’s a very nice sweatshirt, has nothing to do with you. And you’re also wearing my gift.” he said fiercely. Pablo was always competitive but you enjoyed this side of him, most of the time.

“Well it’s a good necklace.” you repeated and he laughed.

“So how’s everything going?” you asked and he started telling you about his fears about his injury and you found yourself comforting him, both leaning your heads against the cushions, being too close. After the serious talk, the subject turned to lighter topics.

“And remember when you smashed Aurora’s Barbie’s?” you said with tears in your eyes from laughing too much.

“She broke my remote controlled car first!” he defended himself while laughing with you.

His laugh was like an epidemic, spreading onto you and you found yourself examining his face, with some facial hair and new hairstyle Pablo looked like a completely different person and you couldn’t take your eyes off of him.

“You’re staring.” he pointed out and you looked away quickly ashamed that you got caught.

“I never said I didn’t like it.” he smiled.

“It’s just, you look different than I remember.” you confessed maybe with the courage many glasses of champagne gave you.

“Oh yeah? How so?”

“You look more mature. Like I always remember you as the annoying kid running after us and now you look all grown.”

“So you don’t think I’m a child anymore?” he smirked.

You suddenly remembered a conversation you had with Pablo 3 years ago when you were 17. He mustered up the courage to tell you he liked you but you declined feeling weird about it, you told him you saw him as a child and it was wrong. Guess he never forgot it.

“Yeah, I think you’re more of a teenager now.” you giggled as he rolled his eyes.

“I’m serious Y/N. Look we’re both over 18 and I still haven’t been able to get over you.” he confessed and you were at a loss of words. You never in a million years thought this was a conversation you’d revisit after years.

“Pablo, you’re still younger than me and Aurora’s brother.” you reminded him but he knew these were all excuses.

“But you said it yourself, I don’t look like the child you remember anymore.”

He was completely right, you didn’t think of him as a child anymore.

“Something shifted in your eyes and I can see it.”

He started leaning in but you freaked out.

“That’s not true.” It was.

“Really, so you haven’t changed your mind about me?” he challenged and leaned in even closer.

“No I haven’t.” you quickly said and tried looking away but he reached over to hold your cheek not letting you.

“So you don’t feel anything.”

“I- I don’t.”

“Then why haven’t you pulled back or slapped me?” you could see the smirk pulling on his lips and you cursed yourself for being under his spell. But he was right, you couldn’t pull away.

“Pablo” you whispered but he shushed you.

“Shh, let me try this one thing and if I’m wrong I’ll never mention it again. I promise.” he pleaded and you were too weak to say no.

He connected your lips slowly, no rush at all. The kiss started out small, just a peck but soon you couldn’t resist opening your mouth letting his tongue in. The moment his lips met yours, it was like fireworks went out and the outside world has stopped moving. It was just the two of you and you couldn’t get enough of the taste. His hand was still placed on your cheek and you didn’t even notice when he placed it on your waist, pulling you closer to him. You couldn’t even pretend to not want it, just let him devour your lips and held onto his arm to steady yourself even through you were sitting down. He pulled away after a long time, smiling whilst your noses were touching. You couldn’t stop the smile forming on your lips as he went in for another kiss. You didn’t even know how long you sat there completely lost in each other, kissing over and over again.

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this.” he whispered.

“I think I do, you were never good at pretending.” you teased again.

“Listen, I really want this Y/N and I- I’m crazy about you” you felt your heart warm up at how sincere he was being.

“I think you’re crazy, period but…” you paused “I think I really want this too Pablo, but the distance and-“

“We’ll figure it out, okay? I’m not letting you go.”

You just smiled and leaned on his shoulder whilst his hand stroke your hair and face every once in a while and you didn’t sleep at all that night, just happy you got a christmas miracle.

[not-magdi]

Face Masks

Summary: Pablo discovering the wonderful world of face masks

Pairing: Pablo Gavi x fem!reader

Warnings: none just pure fluff

Words: 534

Skincare was extremely important to you. You enjoyed having a nightly routine, which helped you stay calm and sane despite your hectic life with your boyfriend, Pablo Gavi.

You have your serums and your creams all nicely lined up on the bathroom shelf. All organized by colours and sizes, it's your little happy place.

Pablo didn't understand it at first, not getting behind the idea of standing an hour in the bathroom, smearing different things on your face. But after you explained their importance to you, he accepted it. He still doesn't understand it but learns to live with it.

You're currently standing in your holy bathroom, applying a face mask to your face, as you feel two hands snake around your waist.

"When are you coming to bed amor.?"

"Soon, I'm almost done."

Dipping his finger in the container, he plays with the mask and draws a disgusted face.

"And you put that on your face because you want to?"

You chuckle and nod your head, finishing applying it to your face. Then, an idea sparked in your mind.

"Hey, can I apply some to your face?"

"Absolutely not!"

"Come on, pleaseeeeee?"

You try to give him your best puppy-dog eyes, and not surprising you at all, it takes exactly one minute for him to budge.

"Fineee, but my face better be as soft as a baby's butt after this"

You celebrate your success for a second before you beckon him to sit on the counter before you. Finding the most stupid headband you own, you put it in his head.

Taking a step back, you admire how your boyfriend looked with his hair all put-back. You started to laugh at the sight before you. He looked like a little kid with his little frog headband.

"You having fun, cariño?"

"Yes, very much."

Composing yourself, you start to apply the mask to his face. Which was harder than you might think because that little shit kept trying to move away all the goddam time.

"Amor, that's cold!"

"Yeah, yeah, I know. Beauty is pain, baby. Beauty is pain."

After you finished applying the mask to his face, you took a good look at your artwork. It was the cutest thing you have ever seen in your entire life.

Pablo's face, completely covered in a white face mask, with a pout on his lips, was a sight that was now permanently burned in your brain.

Grabbing your phone, you take a photo of this sight to post it afterwards.

"Really, you gonna take a photo of my suffering?"

"Yes, now come here. I wanna take a selfie too."

You take a few selfies and cuddle up on the bed to wait until the masks are dry.

"Amor, are they supposed to burn?"

"Uhh, yeees?"

You let out a sigh of relief as you hear the timer go off. Dragging Pablo to the bathroom, you wash the mask off his face, chuckling at his surprised face, when he feels how soft his skin got.

"Dios mio, it's so soft!"

"I know, face masks are awesome right?"

"Sí, cariño, we need to do this more often OK?!"

Laughing, you nod your head, kissing his cheek, happy how excited he got over face masks.

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[randomsillyfangirl]

Oliver Otto x Reader

To start this off. Ik many people think that Oliver is gay, which is alright and people are allowed to think whatever they want! Me personally, I don't really give him a label. But I do think he likes girls, since he's shown much interest in them. I do not mean any harm with this post! If you do not like it- please just scroll away 💕

But anyway, again I will still be writing Pablo Gavi x Reader. I'm just watching American House Wives rn and am obsessed with Oliver lol

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You and your family just moved to WestPort. Your father was a famous author while your mom was the ceo of a famous book company- matched made in heaven. You were an only child, their only daughter. And in a whole new country.

In the first week of your family moving your mom and Katie became besties, your dad and Gregg became friends. But you? You felt so alone. Everyone else seemed to be snobby. You didn't like them- you weren't raised like a WestPort kid.

Your family was going to the Ottos house, they invited you to their home for a barbeque. " and young lady, you better not be on your phone or reading the whole time we're there! " your mother warned and you sighed, you really missed home and didn't wanna be around WestPort type people.

Thankfully the Ottos weren't those snobby WestPort people, but you still wanted to be alone. Taylor tried talking to you, and you two did have a conversation. " what sports are you into? " Taylor asked, but before you could respond Oliver started to insult his sister, " all sports are useless they're to get into college. You're just wasting your time. " he said and you rolled your eyes.

" actually, that's not true. What's more important is experience." you corrected him, when you made eye contact with him you had to hold back a smile, he's so cute.

Oliver was going to give you a response before Taylor stopped his comment. " you dress so... Let me dress you!! " she started to beg. You sighed and nodded, " mom, me and Taylor are going to our place to try on clothes." you told your mom, but Katie demanded that you bring Oliver too.

At your place, Taylor went through your closest. " you have really cute clothes! Why don't you wear them?" Taylor asked. " because WestPort kids don't." you sighed sitting on three bed. Oliver stood against the wall, looking around your room.

(See below for the outfit + hair Taylor chose for you)

When Oliver saw you, he smiled. Taylor noticed and her jaw dropped abit- Oliver wasn't being a bitch? What's going on!

Oliver coughed to signal to his sister to stop being weird. You smiled back at Oliver. " you're in my English, aren't you?" you asked looking at him. He nodded and chuckled, " don't forget, also in your biology." you nodded and laughed, " almost forgot."

Taylor went to ' go to the bathroom '- aka give you two some time to talk. " why'd you move to WestPort? You seem like you hate it. " Oliver asked. You sighed, " my parents wanted to expand their business from (your country) to the states too. And here, we can make connections. Everyone loves it here but me." you sighed again. Oliver sat next to you, " trust me. It gets better."

The next day at school, you wore another outfit Taylor recommend for you. (See pictures below) You didn't have any friends, so you walked in alone. You got alot of attention. You weren't wearing skinny jeans that cost $300 with some ugly expensive grandma sweater. You were wearing a Pinterest type outfit that probably cost you $20, excluding the shoes.

You were getting attention from the girls, more of them questioning you. But the boys? They liked your outfit. Yawning, you walked to your class, you could feel peoples eyes on you and you hated it.

Oliver watched you walk in. " isn't she pretty? " he heard one of the guys say and Oliver nodded. Cooper nudged his shoulder, " ceo and successful writers daughter right? Perfect for your mission. " he teased, but Oliver wasn't listening; all his focus was on you.

In English, it was a pair assignment. Cooper wasn't in his class, so nobody interrupted his plan to ask yo- who the hell is that? Some WestPort snobby guy was asking you to be his partner. " so darling, you do the work my dad will do m- " the guy was proposing his idea until you interrupted, " I'd rather get hit by a car." which seemed to annoy him. You looked over at Oliver and smiled, giving him the confidence to ask you to be his partner.

" You? Me? Working together? What do you think? " Oliver said sitting next to you. You smiled and nodded, " I'd like that. We can go to my place after school? Since I've been to yours already " you chuckled and he did as well, " I've always wondered what the house of a ceo and writer looks like. " he said making you laugh.

You lived in one of the larger houses in WestPort. Oliver was checking out the place, amazed, it was a gorgeous house. You sighed, " sorry it's not very fun.." . " it's amazing!! " Oliver basically screamed, hearing an echo. You shook your head but chuckled, " it looks nice.. But it's lonely " Oliver listened to your words, " yeah, like cooper.. " he said, sighing to keep talking " but hey, you'll make plenty of friends." he said smiling, making you smile.

You looked at him, " wanna see all the useless and expensive crap I have? " he nodded repeatedly, " umm yeah! " and his reaction made you laugh. Going into one room, " this is where my dad keeps these random glass statues. " going on into another, " my moms old coats, boringggg " and then finally, " my records and record players " you said, going into the room next to your room.

In your room, you two started your group project. Your project would last for half the school year- a massive school project.

But the two of you started to get really close during the time. He was your friend friend in WestPort, other than Taylor.

" so I was thinking, we hang out. My place. " Oliver proposed the idea to you. You nodded, " yeah sure, I'll bring the study stu- " you were saying until Oliver intrupred. " no no. No books. Just you and me. Hanging out." he clarified. You smiled and felt you cheeks go light red, " I'd like that." you told him, making him smile too.

You two went up to his room later that day. You sat on his bed, " sooo, what we doin?" you asked him. He looked at you, a little panicked, " what are we doing?" he repeated and you looked confused.

" you have no plan? "You said and then laughed at the lack of response. You weren't laughed at him, you were laughing because it was sweet. You got up," wanna see what we just got at my place? " and Oliver nodded, so you took him to your place to show him.

Your parents got in a massive library. You ran to one of the shelves, grabbing the ladder and climbing up, " there's a book in here that reminded me of you!!" you yelled, looking for the book. By ' reminded ' you meant ' I specifically asked for this book, to give to you. ' hey, that's how girls work.

You came back down to him with a book, before you could speak Oliver already took the words out of your mouth, " how did you know I wanted this book!? " well maybe not exactly what you'd say, just rearrange it.

You nodded, " thought you'd like it." you gave it to the brunette. " you can have it." And you both smiled. Oliver coughed, " I was wondering if tomorrow, you and me, alone, go out somewhere. No studying, but this time I'll have a plan.." he said, fidgeting with the corners of the book.

You smiled and nodded, " I'd like that.." Oliver was trying to ask you on a date, Taylor said that he should.. " she likes you! " Taylor yelled at Oliver. " but how do i ask her? If I ask her to go out- she'll assume it's got studying! " Oliver argued. Taylor laughed, " then ask her to go out alone, and mention no study. And people call me dumb." Taylor scoffed.

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I hope you enjoyed!! <3

Ik this is all over the place- but I actually had fun writing this.

For the people who asked to be tagged in a oliver otto x reader post: @y4sm1nsstuff @animesimp3456 @hunterluvr

[i9messi]

For me — Pablo Gavi

Gavi is jealous of the way in which everyone seems to be obsessed with you and your food.

Word count — 1,2k

a/n: it's been a long time since the last time I wrote about gavi, but here i am! i've missed my boy

gavi's masterlist

It was Frenkie’s birthday and since you were a friend of his, you had decided to bake a cake for him. Cooking was something you were passionate about and you liked to be able to prepare pastries. Your boyfriend Gavi was the one who enjoyed everything you baked, and even though he was strictly forbidden to eat certain things due to his diet and his profession as a footballer, at the end of the day he always gave some bite to what you prepared.

Mikky had invited you to the apartment she shared with her boyfriend, where you were waiting for the birthday boy to arrive. Today’s training was to end in the next few minutes.

"Hi!"

Pedri was the first to appear, in the company of Ferran Torres and Raphinha. The boys came to greet you, and the first stayed with you, while the other two went with Frenkie's girlfriend.

"How are you, Pedri?"

"Well, better now that I see you brought something to eat. You know you’re my favorite, right?"

Pedri winked at you, accompanying his comment with a smile. He was the only one who had that kind of trust with you.

"I know you’re just saying I’m your favorite so I can give you a bigger slice of cake. It's fine, just don’t tell my boyfriend, he tends to get angry when I give you a bigger slice."

"It’s our secret."

The door opened for the second time and more Barça players appeared, among them, was Gavi. When he noticed your presence, his face lit up and a pretty smile appeared on his lips. Pablo did not hesitate to come to you to give you a kiss, despite having seen him yesterday, you had missed him a lot.

"Hello, my love."

"Hi, amor."

"What are you doing here?"

Well, Gavi was a little forgetful about some things. And as much as you had told him several times that you were baking a cake for Frenkie, he had completely forgotten. When he saw you holding a box with what seemed to contain a cake, the feeling of being betrayed appeared.

"It’s Frenkie’s birthday and Mikky invited me, I brought him a cake."

At the time you didn’t notice the look on Gavi’s face, because you heard that the guys were starting to mention that Frenkie was coming. You handed the cake to Mikky and waited for the arrival of the Barça player. Frenkie appeared just a couple of minutes later, and when everyone shouted his name, he smiled like never before. All of you wished him a happy birthday. His family and girlfriend were the first to approach him, then his teammates, and finally, you.

"You bake me the cake, don't you?"

You nodded, while Araujo complained loudly.

"It’s unfair, I also want a cake for my birthday."

"Yes, so do I. I love the food you make." Ferran Torres also joined in the flattering comments.

Smiling, you approached your boyfriend and hugged him from behind. He was a little serious and you had a feeling something had happened to him. However, you thought you were going to ask him later, because maybe he was just angry about something that had happened in training and with which you had nothing to do with.

Without knowing it, you were wrong. Gavi was jealous of the way everyone was constantly praising you. Maybe it was a childish thought, but you were his. You had chosen him. It was like everyone else wanted to steal a piece of you that only belonged to him.

While everyone started tasting your cake, you went to the kitchen, where there was another box that you had brought. You grabbed it.

"I made macarons too."

"I love you!" shouted Ferran and grabbed one of the macarons.

Gavi didn’t like hearing Ferran say he loved you.

And like every time they ate something you cooked, the compliments started. One by one they came, making you smile. Gavi looked at his teammates and he felt like every comment was worse.

It was Pedri who spoke first.

"Watch out, Gavi, if your girlfriend keeps baking like this, they’re gonna want to steal her from you."

"This is great, could you give me the recipe later?" Raphinha made a passive comment, oblivious to what was happening in the room.

"Yes, sure."

And Ansu Fati joined in the provocations, "If you ever end your relationship with Gavi here I am, I’m not opposed to you cooking me tasty food every single day."

"Oye, tío. I’m here." Gavi complained and you looked at him.

"They’re kidding, they’re just being nice to me. I’m glad they liked what I cook."

Gavi decided to shut up, knowing that his teammates noticed his annoyance and they only did it to make him even more angry. You held his hand all the time and every time you looked at each other, you kissed him. When it was time to leave, you got on an Uber and headed home.

"Do you want to go in? There are more macarons in there, I made them especially for you."

Gavi sighed and nodded.

"Okay."

Your boyfriend got out of the car and the two of you came into your house. You went towards the kitchen, where you brought two glasses of milk and left the macarons on the kitchen table. Gavi ate them quietly and that’s when you knew you had to talk to him.

"What is it, baby?"

"Nothing."

"Are you upset?"

"I’m not."

"Oh, come on. It’s obvious something’s happened to you, you’ve been serious and you barely spoke to me. What’s going on? Did the boys bother you? They were just kidding."

Gavi decided it was time to be honest with you.

"I’m tired of the way they’re always talking about you. It’s like they always find an occasion to mention you in every conversation. They used to say you’re a perfect girlfriend and that they want to steal you from me. And I don’t like it, none of that."

"I don’t like how Ferran was telling you today that he loved you and Ansu saying he was going to steal you from me. I want you to cook for me, not for them. You’re my girlfriend, not theirs."

"Oh, you’re jealous, Gavi."

"Maybe I am. But who wouldn’t be? Seeing you with them while smiling at them annoys me to no end."

"You’re right, Gavi. I’m your girlfriend and let me tell you the truth. I like it when you’re the one telling me you love my food, and I like it when you help me cook and you’re always stealing me little spoonfuls. I love you. There is nothing to worry about. No matter what, the only opinion I care about is yours. The only compliment I care about is yours. I'm so in love with you, Gavi."

And you came over and left a kiss on his lips. Gavi's lips tasted like the chocolate macaron he was eating. During the kiss, he smiled.

"Do you promise me you’ll always be there for me? That doesn’t matter what others might say, will you always be mine?"

"I am and always will be yours, Gavi."

"I love you, amor."

"I love you, bonito."

[pedrisbanana]

Maybe Gavi fucking reader while she wears his home kit?

Your favourite number is 6...

Enjoy 🍌

6avi

You smiled when you saw the gift on top of the duvet of your bed. 

His new jersey. The golden 6 seemed to sparkle in the sunlight. You were so proud of him, being only 18 but already having LaLiga at his feet. 

Brushing through your tangled strands with your hairbrush you started to think of your boyfriend. He was everything to you. 

After braiding your hair, you moisturized with the body lotion Gavi had gifted you. He loved the smell of rose petal on your skin. Whenever you used it, he left more pecks on your neck than usual, which you enjoyed. 

The thought of Pablo's plush lips made you sigh. They were always rosy and soft, like a pillow. 

He was obsessed with chapstick, always keeping one in the pocket of his jeans. When he was nervous, he often reapplied it over and over again. His lips were your favourite body part of him.

The material of the jersey felt rough against your freshly showered body. It scratched on your  nipples, hardened from the warm Barcelona air flowing through the apartment. 

You turned in front of the mirror, trying to catch at glimpse of what his new number looked like on you.

"Mi vida... dancing around my apartment like that. Dios, me vuelves loco." your boyfriends voice was a melody in your ears.

The short brunette touched your arms, creating deep eye contact. You drowned in his chocolate eyes. It's like you were still freshly in love with him.

"Thank you so much for the nice present" you leaned forward to peck his cheek, purposely teasing. 

Gavi smirked, hands now feeling up your hips to the underside of your breasts. 

"It was rather a gift for me, amor. I'm gonna fuck you in this, so every time I put my jersey on before a match, I will remember you begging me to make you come." 

His words had your panties ruined. 

"I hope so" you sang, leaning into his touch.

"Mmmh I love the way you smell" Gavi's nose buried in your neck, inhaling, lips nipping at the base of your throat. 

You moaned his name as his hand encircled your waist, the other finding its way into your panties. As your hips bucked, you could feel his hardness through his grey sweatpants. Gavi's thumb found your needy clit. 

"Patience, munieca." 

Your hands pushed his shirt up, nails teasing the muscles of his six pack. He let you go, so you could take his shirt off. Gavi gave you no time to admire his fit upper body, because he lifted you up and carried you to the bed. 

"As much as I love your pretty face, I want to see my name on your back while I fuck you, mi hermosa." he said while discarding your panties, throwing them somewhere behind him. 

"How do you want me to move ?" you asked, biting your lip. 

Your boyfriend moved beside you, hands on your hips. His lips once again finding your cheek and neck. 

"Take my cock, facing the mirror. I know you love seeing how much of a slut you are for me." 

With a quick slap on your ass, he got comfortable leaning against the pillows. You watched as he removed his sweatpants, erection slapping against his stomach. The sight had your core pulsing and clenching. 

Gavi stroked himself slowly, using his precum as lubricant to prepare for you. He called your name, patting his thigh. 

Your wetness stained your inner thighs as you crawled over to him. The midfielder helped you settle on his muscular thighs, guiding his cock inside of you. 

He felt so deep from this angle, your back to his chest, his breath in your neck. You thought you could feel his heartbeat.

One of his hands found your breasts under the striped shirt, teasing and pulling at the nipples. The other hand cupping you in between your legs, his thumb continued drawing circles on your most sensitive spot. 

Putting your weight forward, you started to move your hips, earning a hiss from Gavi. 

"You feel so big. I can barely take it." you moaned, seeing yourself moving up and down your boyfriends dick, made you clench. 

Gavi started to meet your movements. His fingers played you like an instrument, building up the anticipated pressure in your lower stomach. 

"You're mine, mi amor." The hand stimulating your breast left and you felt Pablo redraw the letters of his nickname on your back. "Forever"

Turning your head, trying to look at him, he kissed you feverishly. This made you clench even harder, moaning his name into his mouth. You came, riding your orgasm out on his manhood. 

Gavi watched you enjoy yourself on him, circling your pulsing clit, while you leaned your head on his shoulder. He was about to guide your hips again, when you stopped him. 

Slowly removing his still hard length from your pussy, you turned around. Your tongue darted out to lick your arousal from his shaft to his tip. 

The groan he let out, encouraged you to take him between your lips. Puckering them to a tight ring around him, you slowly dragged them down, taking him further in your mouth. 

His hand tangled in your hair, hips thrusting up to meet your mouth. Gavi groaned inaudible spanish mixed with your name. Your hand took a handful of his balls and massaged them. 

Seeing you wearing his name and newly assigned number, while drooling all over his cook, sucking him greedily, sent Gavi over the edge. He held your head down, so you'd swallow everything he would give you. 

Your face was flushed and lips swollen. Pablo reached out and wiped remains of his cum from the corner of your mouth. 

"I think you need another shower, amor." your sweet boyfriend helped you take his now sweaty jersey off. 

"Will you help me ? I think I'm a little sore." you confessed, pulling the hem of the shirt to cover up. 

Gavi pecked your lips, pulling you into a warming hug. He was ever so loving and passionate.

"Of course, I'll spoil my princesa all she wants." 

With that he helped you get up and you two tapped to the shower. 

You never wanted Gavi to let you go.

A/N: Y'all gonna hate me for this but Gavi 9 >>> Gavi 6

He's just too cute for a 6.

I love Possession kink tropes yay. Leave me some love 🍌

[pablitogavii]

Wsg!!!!

I was wondering if u can do another of Gavi being Obsessed w Readers boobs but make it more spicy?

Hormones

You were on your "girl days" feeling very sore and annoyed with every little thing. Pablo could quickly notice whenever you were on "these days" because you would become extra clingy begging him to baby you more so than usual.

Gavi didn't mind, he loved when you got needy, and secretly felt useful only when he could help you during your girl days. Other times, you were the most efficient and organized person he knows.

"Where is mi niña preciosa??? I'm home, amor!" Pablo came in with a bouquet of red roses interrupting your reading but you smield wide when you saw his little present.

"Are these for me, cariño???" you asked all excited as he kneeled in fornt of you placing the flowers into your lap.

"Are there any other princesas in this household???" he asked and you giggled shaking your head as he smirked proudly kissing your forehead and then your lips. That's when his eyes stole a glance of your cleavage...and dear God were they looking swollen and big!!!

Gavi felt stupid for letting his hormones control him but he couldn't stop staring at them while licking his hungry lips. It was no secret he was quite fond of your breasts, but right now it was more than liking them...he was craving them badly!!!

"Amor? Why are they so big??" Pablo asked and you looked down blushing shyly knowing that they often get like that when you were on your period due to hormones. You rarely wore tank tops during that time so Pablo never really noticed until now...and he was definitely liking it a lot!!!

"Please tell me you didn't do anything to my girls!? I like them natural and perfect!!" he said and you laughed shaking your head and secretly screaming that he liked you just the way you were...natural.

"Your girls are bigger because of my hormones right now, bebé...they swell and ache a little" you explain not expecting Pablo to snake his hand underneath your shirt and touch them ever so gently.

"Do they hurt you right now princesa???" he asks seeing you sigh in relaxation as he carefully massaged them being careful not to be rough with you right now. (there will be other times for that ;))

"Mhm..." you moaned because truth be told you also get very horny during your periods wanting all of Pablo's attention all the god damn time!!!

"Does this help, hm bebé?" he said now lifting your shirt more, moving the flowers to the side and bringing his lips to your perky nipple starting to suck on it.

"Oh P..Pablo..y..yes..p..please don't stop!!!" you moan feeling all the tension in your heavy breast being released as his skilled tongue wrapped around your nipple and his veiny hand massage around the sore areasss.

He quickly scooped you in his arms and carried you to the bedroom. After laying you down he took off your top completely as well as his own laying on top of you and continuing to suck diligently.

You were laying there completely relaxed noticing the bulge in Pablo's pants as he tried to readjust it with his hand while still giving you all the pleasure you craved.

"Um..I..I'm sorry..we can't do it a..amor.." you said in a shaking voice feeling bad that Pablo is left unsatisfied right now thinking of the ways to pay him back when the girls days end.

"Shhh..don't worry about me guapa...just relax and let me ease up the pain so you can nap" he spoke not caring about himself but getting enough pleasure knowing he was helping you right now.

"Mmmm t..they feel so good now" you said as all the soreness vanished and Pablo kissed up your neck to your lips nuzzling his face into your neck while one of his hands still held your exposed breast.

"Nap princesa...your man in right here" he whispered and you finally closed your eyes smiling wide and enjoying the way Pablo's hand felt holding your breast as his body molded into yours.

Short but spicy ;)))

[gavisfanta]

GAME NIGHTS - GAVI

summary: you and gavi go and watch the game in the stadium together

a/n: in working on every single request be patient please

warnings: none

You grabbed Gavis hand as he drove onto the road. You had to go to the stadium at 6pm because otherwise everything would be full of people.

You two didn't want to risk being recognized so you went early.

"Are you excited? First game in the stadium with me?" Gavi looked at you for a second as he then arrived in the parking lot.

"Vamos, let's go and visit the guys." Gavi got out of the car and waited for you to hold his hand. You interlocked his fingers with his as you grabbed his hand and then you two made your way up to the locker rooms.

Gavi at first checked if anyone was naked and then you went in since everyone was clothed.

The two of you walked out onto the field and Fermin followed you shortly. You pretty much just waited for everyone to come and then you went up to the stands.

Gavi sat down next to João and you sat down on his other side. You leaned back and Gavi grabbed your hand and put his and your hand into your lap.

"What do you think is gonna be the final result?" Gavi asked and you pulled up his jacket a bit, you ran your fingers across the veins on his arm. Gavi couldn't help but smile, he knew you loved his arms and you were absolutely obsessed with the veins. You often said they looked attractive and he always took that as a compliment although he doesn't quite understand why.

"What are you doing?" João leaned forward a bit to look at you, you lifted your gaze from Gavi's arm to Joãos face and saw that he was smiling while he squinted his eyes.

"Look at the veins." You mumbled and turned Gavis arm to face João. Gavi laughed a bit as he looked at João who was looking between you, gavi and his arm.

"She says I've got attractive arms." Gavi explained to João to which you earned another weird look from João.

"Attractive arms?" João asked and laughed. "This is the proof that I don't understand women. How- Ah,-" João shook it off and leaned back into his seat.

You laughed and then pulled Gavis jacket back down. Gavi was grinning at you and as you made eye contact with him he leaned closer to you.

"That's why he doesn't have a girlfriend." Gavi whispered in your ear and you laughed.

"That's mean, don't say that." You told him off and he shrugged his shoulders while he leaned back into his seat. He opened his legs further and pushed his hips forward a bit. You let your intrusive thoughts take over and put your hand on his tigh and squeezed it. Gavi immediately closed his legs and sat up straight, he gave you a side eye and then smiled while shaking his head.

Just a few seconds later the players started coming out and you looked as they stood in line to dab up the other team.

Soon the game began and Gavi, João and you discussed the haopenings of the game.

Ten minutes later Vitor Roque handed the three of you blankets and just as Gavi put his blanket down on his lap Lamine scored.

You smiled as you clapped and looked at him celebrate. He ran into the corner and did his celebration. The fans in front of him were going crazy and you absolutely loved how passionate Lamine was about football.

At such a young age and playing at this level was insane for you to think about.

"He's so good, I love that shit head." João leaned forward and Gavi laughed a bit.

"Hes almost better than you." You told João and his smile faded real fast. Gavi couldn't help but smile. He was just glad that you and one of his bestfriends hot along so well.

He was already relieved when he realized that you and Pedri got along great. When you two started dating 2 months ago, his only fear was that the guys wouldn't like you.

Now he doesn't understand how they could not like you.

You met Gavi while he was still heavily injured and could barely walk. You were invited to a new years eve dinner of your friend.

You were friends with Gavis cousin and when you went over to their house because you got invited you surprisingly got along well with Gavi.

You never really cared about football before you met him, just like all the other non football fans you only watched the World cup and the Euros.

After new year you went over to Gavi's house more often since he often invited you when he was bored.

The most important thing for Gavi was to be treated normally and not like a world famous person.

He loved about you that you talked with him like he was a normal person, you gave him the feeling that when he walks out the street nobody would recognize him. You made him forget who he was.

After having so many girls drool over him and using him for fame it was nice to meet someone like you, so it only took about a months for you both to catch feelings.

Gavi made the first step and asked you out one night. He still couldn't really walk but you two had a nice movie night in his room.

His room was also massive with a big bed in the middle and a tv in front of it. You loved how cozy it was and thats why, while he still couldn't walk you often just cuddled in the bed. Of course you were always very careful with his knee.

Gavi then eventually asked you to be his girlfriend and as head over heels you were for him, of course you said yes.

You helped him go to the training centre since he wasn't allowed to drive and you were there by his side the whole time.

Gavi still didn't know how he could ever thank you for being so supportive.

You then pulled him out of his thoughts.

"It's gonna be 3-2 for us. Just watch." You told Gavi and he nodded his head.

While you watched the game Pedri got fouled. "What was that? I didn't see it." Gavi turned to Joao.

"I dont know, I didn't see it either." Joao mumbled back and Gavi then raised his arm.

"Whistle it already, you son of a bitch." Gavi said angrily and you and João immediately leaned forward.

"Calm down, be quiet." João said and Gavi shook his head.

"What you wanna get a yellow too?" You asked and looked at Gavi since Xavi has already received a yellow.

"He's already collecting them for next season." João laughed at his own joke and then leaned back.

Gavi just shook his head while he kept watching the game.

Then Barca scored the equaliser and the ref immediately blew it off.

"This is not offside." Gavi said abd lesned forward. "That is definitely not offside." Gavi said and Sergi looked at him.

"It was" He mumbled but Gavi shook his head as he jeot going on about how it was offside.

"How much do you bet it wasn't offside?" Gavi asked him, slightly raising his voice.

"50" Sergi answered in the calmest voice ever, you smiled a bit at Gavi as he shook Sergis hand and then leaned back into his seat.

You looked at his side profile while his jaw clenched. You started smiling a bit and gained his attention.

"What?" Gavi started smiling too as he saw you.

"Nothing, you look good tho." You covered your mouth with your hand and he smiled while he took your hand in his and ran his thumb across the back of your hand.

"You're so sweet" He leaned closer and kissed your cheek. You smiled a bit and then looked back at the game.

You watched it until the final whistle was blown and then all of the injured players and including you went into the tunnel too.

"Baby let's go, come on." Gavi said after he talked to Xavi.

"Is everything alright?" You asked, he had a concerning look on his face. Gavi sat into the drivers seat and fastened his seat belt while you did so in the passangers seat.

"Wait let me-" He cupped your face and pulled you in for a long and passionate kiss. "Now everything is alright."

You smiled while your stomach was doing flips and you felt your legs shaking a bit. You were happy that he still gave you this feeling of being in love, which you heavily were.

[leilakisakabiri]

Loved the promises we keep ❤️, could I request for Gavi, where his obsessed with the reader (in a good way) and is very overprotective with her and their friends tease him about it ?

Match Day (Gavi)

Summary: You’ve never gone to any of Gavi’s games despite being his girlfriend. The day you finally decide to go things go far from planned.

Warning(s): This is important so please read. This post has some content related to death and kidnappings involving small children. If that is a sensitive topic for you at all, please do not read further.

A/N: Guys I can never write requests the correct way. I know what this request is supposed to be, but when I start writing I just start coming up with ideas and then the end result is always a little different than I intended. So anon, I know I made it probably a lot different than you expected but I hope you still like it, and thanks for the support! Please send requests guys I have no idea what to write about.

Word Count: 4.1k+

Masterlist

You bit your lip anxiously, brows furrowed, as you read the comments on Gavi’s latest Instagram post. The two of you had been dating for nearly a year now, making your relationship public about three months ago. Since then you had been plagued with comments every day, people feeling the need to criticize everything you did, whether it was the way you posed in a photo, what you wore, or even how much you posted Gavi on your account. Nothing you did seemed to stop the backlash. 

Now, however, the comments had shifted, you were no longer being bombarded daily about mundane things, instead, the comment section of Gavi’s post had been flooded with apologies and I feel so bad for hims. 

Someone pointed out a few days ago that you had never attended a single one of Gavi’s games. Since then, people had gone crazy speculating if the two of you were still together, and if so, then why you weren’t supporting him like any normal girlfriend would do. 

The comments only worsened with Gavi’s latest Instagram post which he shared after winning the UEFA semifinal against Italy. He thanked all his team members, the coaching staff, his family, and you for helping him to achieve his dreams and pushing him to be the best. 

His fans had not taken kindly to that. His entire comment section was filled with people urging him that he could do better or chastising you for not supporting him. 

You felt a pang of guilt as you continued looking through the comments. It’s not that you didn’t want to support him, or that you felt like you were above him in any way. In fact, you were always the first one to tell him how proud you were of him, always in awe of his abilities. You made sure to watch every single game, texting him whenever something especially exciting happened on the pitch to share your thoughts, whether it be something as small as a “the ref is wack” or a “you’re so insane I can’t believe you made that goal, my brain can’t process how you did that so effortlessly.”

Gavi knew that you would support him in anything, and he always made sure to remind you that even though you weren’t there it still meant so much to him that you would take the time out of your day to cheer him on. In the end, you supposed that’s all that really mattered, however, you just couldn’t shake the feeling that you were in the wrong. 

Although he always told you it didn’t matter to him, you knew it was a lie. You had seen how excited he was when you guys first started dating and he had asked you to wear his jersey to his game. You had also seen the disappointed look on his face when you gently declined, explaining to him why you wouldn’t be able to come. 

He understood, and never asked again, but in the back of your mind you knew he wished you were there supporting him like everyone else’s partners did. 

Your anxiety was something you never shared a lot with anyone. None of your friends knew it played such a big part in your life, assuming if you canceled plans, it was because you just didn’t feel like going. And you played into it, becoming branded as the flake in the friend group because you would always back out of plans once a location was set. 

One time you had agreed to go to the beach with your friends, everyone excited for a day of barbecuing and swimming in the salty ocean. That plan had quickly been canceled, however, once it had started downpouring and after much back and forth everyone had decided to play tourist for the day and go visit the Sagrada Familia. After seeing that text, you immediately dropped out of the plans, informing everyone that you had gotten food poisoning even though an hour earlier you were packed and ready for the beach. 

The truth was that you suffered from severe panic attacks, usually triggered by large crowds. 

Growing up your parents had both been in law enforcement, with your mother being a well-established Defense Attorney and your father being a credited Private Investigator. 

They often told stories from their jobs at home, much to your brother’s entertainment, certain cases they were working on that had just closed, or new leads that were quick to transform into cold cases. 

There had been one case however that had stuck with you, haunting you for years, causing you to always make sure that your windows were closed, and your door was locked like a mantra every night before bed. 

The missing person's case involved a young nine-year-old girl, the same age as you were when you had first heard it, who had been spending a beautiful summer day visiting the local fair with her family. She had been prancing around, going from vendor to vendor, seeing what prizes they had. It had only taken a second for someone to lay their eyes on her and attack, grabbing her forcefully before turning and disappearing into the crowd. No one could do anything, everyone searched, but there were too many families, too many young girls that matched her description. It was useless. 

“Poor girl and to think she was taken just because she wanted to get a better look at the pink stuffed bear. I hope the family at least gets closure.” Your mother said, shaking her head sadly. 

Your brother piped up beside you, “Won’t they find her though?”

She gave him a sad smile, “It’s very unlikely hijo, she went missing on Wednesday. Usually, if they’re gone for longer than 24 hours the chances of them coming back are very slim.” 

Your breath had stopped after she uttered those words. Even at nine, the realization had kicked in – you had been at the fair that same day, blissfully licking a popsicle and chatting with your friend, naïve and unaware that probably a hundred feet away from you a young girl was being ripped away from her parents, never to be seen alive again. 

You hadn’t even heard her screams or pleas for help, and you had been right there. 

The thought made you feel sick to your stomach, bile rising in your throat. If it was that easy to kidnap someone and take them away even when they were surrounded by people that knew them, then what was stopping something like that from happening again? Who’s to say you wouldn’t be next? 

Since that day your demeanor had shifted drastically, no longer were you the same bubbly, outgoing kid, who would never shut up and always dragged her parents to new places. You had shrunk into yourself, biting your nails anxiously, eyes darting to look for nearby exits in every new location. 

Your parents had taken notice of your sudden personality shift and tried to help the best they could, never bringing up cases again, even going out of their way to avoid places packed with people because they knew how easily it scared you, but the damage had already been done. 

That fear, as silly as it may seem, carried into your teen years, swelling into full-blown panic attacks that were triggered by large crowds or noisy places.

The first person you had shared your condition with, aside from your family, had been Gavi. 

Your friends relentlessly teased Gavi saying that he was making you even more scarce than you used to be in group hangouts, declaring that he wanted you all to himself. Gavi took all the teasing with a smile and a shoulder shrug, never denying or admitting anything, and you knew he only did it because he loved you. 

It couldn’t have been easy for him to miss hanging out with his friends, whom he rarely got to see in the first place due to his busy schedule, simply to stay back with you so you wouldn’t have to be alone, but he did it every time anyways. If you didn’t go, he didn’t go, simple as that. 

You squeezed your eyes shut; you knew you owed it to him. 

He was always bending backwards, willing to accommodate any of your silly requests just because it made you feel safer. You knew it was time to step out of the box you had locked yourself in for way too long. 

You glanced at the time, you had about thirty minutes until kick-off. You knew you would be late, but if you left within the next fifteen minutes you were confident you could make it before halftime. 

You hyped yourself up. You were going to do this. No going back now. 

You went to turn off the TV that had been droning on in the background, fingers hovering over the power button when an ad caught your eye. 

It was an old speech from Martin Luther King, “Courage is the power of the mind to overcome fear.” He spoke before the screen cut to a page urging individuals to join the troops. 

You let out a loud laugh, not believing what you were seeing, who knew an ad for the national army would get you so emotional? You weren’t someone who was super into manifestation but even you couldn’t deny this felt like a sign.  

Wait a minute why was an ad for the US army playing in Spain?

You decided not to think too hard about it, instead focusing on getting ready. You dug out the jersey Gavi had given you all those months ago and put it on. You rushed to get all your things about to head out of your apartment when you realized one crucial item was missing. 

You didn’t have tickets. 

You let out a groan, trying to think of what to do. You wanted to surprise Gavi so you obviously couldn’t tell him, and it was so close to kick-off that tickets were no longer being sold. 

You fell back onto your couch in defeat. Now what? 

Suddenly you shot up, hands searching for your phone, you sent a quick text to Anna, one of Gavi’s teammate's wife’s asking her if she would be able to help you.

She responded right away telling you to come to the stadium and that she would meet you at the ticketing line. 

Bless her heart. 

You thanked her over and over again as you rushed to the stadium, adrenaline pumping. 

You were in awe once you got off the train, Camp Nou was the biggest thing you had ever seen in your life. It was massive, expanding probably over a hundred feet in the air. You giggled seeing Gavi’s face blown up on one of the billboards. 

You reached the ticketing line, thanking whatever higher power was looking out for you that it was empty. 

“Hi sir, I’m here to meet a friend. She said she’s on her way down.” You informed security once you reached the gate entrance. 

“Ticket?” He asked not even sparing you a glance. 

“Oh sorry – uhm my friend has my ticket, and she’s inside.” 

He finally looked at you, “No ticket. No entry. Now leave.” 

“I understand that, but if you could just give me a minute I’m going to call-“ 

“I’ll tell you one more time, if you don’t have a ticket, you’re not getting in. Leave.” 

You huffed, backing away, pointing at your phone, “I’m just gonna call her, okay?” 

He glared at you, and you gave him an awkward smile, unsure what to do. You went to dial Anna’s number when you heard someone yelling your name. You looked up, seeing Anna waving crazily as she approached the security guard. 

“Let her in, she’s with me.” 

You quickly walked over to them, waving back at her. 

“She doesn’t have a ticket.” The guard replied in a bored tone. 

“That’s fine! She doesn’t need a ticket to go to the box, she’s with me.” Anna argued. 

The guard pointed at your neck, “She doesn’t have a family pass. I can’t let her in.” 

Anna huffed, “Well I do! And I’m saying she fine, she’s one of the player's girlfriends.” She held up her badge showing her VIP status. 

The guard only continued to glare at her, “If she was really a player’s girlfriend, she would have already had a pass. I’m not letting her in.” 

You groaned, annoyed at yourself for not coming sooner. You knew that no one at the stadium aside from the players probably knew who you were, you just hadn’t realized how many problems it would create once you did come. 

“Don’t make me get Antonio.” Anna threatened. 

Finally, the guard seemed to break, his eyes turning wide, “You wouldn’t.” 

She nodded her head slowly, “I totally would.” 

He gave you one more spiteful glare before he stepped aside allowing you to pass. You thanked him quickly, only getting a grunt in response before you greeted Anna. 

“Thank you so much for coming to get me.” You said, hugging her. 

She laughed as she guided you through the stadium, “No worries. I thought Marco might be the one guarding tonight, he takes his job too seriously.” 

You smiled, “Yeah he seemed a little tough.” 

She rolled her eyes, beginning to walk up the steps to the family section, “That’s an understatement. He’s been working here for like ever. Since before Robert even moved here. I remember the first couple of times I came to see a game and he was always interrogating me, even after I showed him my badge! I think he’s just mad, he never got a promotion.” She exclaimed. 

She led you to the seats, introducing you to all the other girls. 

“So, what made you finally decide to come?” She asked once the both of you were settled. 

You looked around the stadium, seeing that the game was nearly through the first half, with only 15 minutes remaining. 

“Change of heart I guess.” You answered vaguely, not wanting to dive too deep into it. 

She nodded her head, “Well anyways I’m sure Gavi will be so excited when he sees you.” 

You chuckled next to her, unsure if that was the reaction he would have. 

Ever since you had opened up to Gavi about your anxiety he had been a huge support system for you, always pulling you aside to make sure you were comfortable with a situation, and he tried to avoid putting you in situations where he felt your anxiety would spike, meaning that he had banned you from all his games and practices. 

You knew he would probably be shocked to see you in the stands, but you hoped he wouldn’t be so worried that he would slip up in the game. 

While he had maintained that football would always be his number one priority everyone could see a shift in his demeanor since he met you. No longer was he staying hours after practice, trying to achieve the perfect curveball, instead he was putting his all during practices then driving to your apartment, annoying you while you did your homework, and passing out on the couch with you in his arms, a random movie playing in the background. 

You were pulled out of your thoughts when you heard the halftime whistle. You saw Robert look up at the stands, presumably searching for Anna, before he made eye contact with you, eyebrows lifting in surprise. 

He waved and walked over to Gavi pointing at the section you were in. 

The midfielder raised his head at his teammates’ shouts, looking up at the stands with a confused expression. 

His family already said they couldn’t come today. 

His eyebrows only furrowed further when he couldn’t pinpoint a difference. Everyone was the same. 

His heart stopped, and he instinctively put his hands over his eyes, blocking out the lights, to make sure he wasn’t seeing things. 

He felt his heart rate increase rapidly and his eyes widened, because there you were, sitting pretty in his jersey, a shy smile on your face as you waved down at him. 

He continued to stare at you, not believing what he was seeing. He felt anxious for you, just thinking about you sitting there surrounded by thousands of people. He quickly broke eye contact rushing into the tunnel. 

You sat back in your seat confused at his actions. Was he not happy to see you? Why did he leave so abruptly? 

You got your answer a moment later when your phone started beeping repeatedly indicating the flood of text messages you were receiving. 

You opened it seeing them all being from Gavi, asking what you were doing here, if you were okay, if you felt safe. 

You smiled at how gentle he was with you, going to respond. You were in the middle of reading a text when he sent another message causing you to lose your place. 

You groaned, secretly finding it adorable how stressed he was for you. You sent him a message letting him know that you were okay, but it took five minutes of back and forth for you to convince him that you weren’t going to have a panic attack in the next twenty seconds. 

In all honesty, you felt fine. Yes, every now and then the thought that you were surrounded by so many people would pop into your head, but it was starting to get easier to ignore, you just had to remind yourself that you were next to people who knew you. Plus, the game itself was an easy distraction, and after the second half started you found yourself getting into the game, yelling at the ref whenever they made a poor decision, and cheering on Barcelona as they made their way up the field.

“Oh fuck off, that should have been a freekick!’ You shouted after Pedri had been slide tackled aggressively, resulting in the boy landing rather awkwardly on his ankle. 

Anna was quick to agree next to you, “C’mon, he didn’t even touch the ball. Don’t be a loser!” 

You giggled at her words, enjoying how she always said whatever came to her mind. She grinned at you shrugging her shoulders as if to say she did nothing wrong. 

You continued watching the game, leaning against the railing as you both chatted about your lives, interrupting each other every couple of minutes to shout something about the game. 

Before you knew it the game was over, Barcelona sealing the win with a goal in the 87th minute, securing their 2-0 lead, scored by none other than Gavi himself. 

You screamed, jumping around as he celebrated, running over to your section with the biggest smile on his face, kissing the crest on his jersey before he pointed up at you, mouthing the nickname he always called you. 

You grinned back at him sending him down a heart which he immediately reciprocated before being tackled by his teammates. 

Once the other team had left the field the celebrations started. All the players started to walk towards the fan section, taking off their jerseys and handing them to fans. 

Anna had pulled you down the stairs with her, letting you know it was time to go see the guys. 

You were ecstatic taking in the buzzing atmosphere around you, cheers of joy filled the air, and the stadium was filled with red and blue confetti. 

Had this been what you had been missing out on the whole time? 

You were so focused on making sure not to lose Anna in front of you that you hadn’t noticed the flock of people behind you, all rushing down the steps hoping to get to the players in time to get a photo or autograph. 

You were about halfway down when you were suddenly shoved from behind causing you to lose your balance. You knew what was going to happen the second your feet left the ground, you shut your eyes, hands reaching out to stop your fall, but it was useless. 

You landed on the ground with a hard thud, body slamming into the concrete steps, head hitting the railing on your way down. 

Everything felt like it was moving in fast motion, all the bodies around you moved at a sickening pace, blurring together as you lay motionless on the ground, vision hazy as you tried desperately to calm the pounding of your heart. 

You pushed yourself into action as soon as you regained some consciousness. You pushed past the legs rushing past you and pulled yourself to the side, where empty seats greeted you. You made a move to sit up but let out an audible gasp, hands going to clutch your left rib, your brain short-circuiting from the throbbing pain. You bit your lip, pleading with yourself to not over hyperventilate and make a scene. 

Gavi, who had been watching you intently, eyes never leaving your figure as you made your way to him, was quick to respond to the situation. 

As soon as he realized you went down, he was running, jumping over the barricade as he shoved past the people trying to grab onto him, thrusting jerseys and papers in his face for him to sign.  

He felt his body pulse with anger, jaw locked, as he ran up the steps. He could faintly hear security yelling at him to come down, but he paid them no mind, only focused on getting to you. 

He kept replaying the moment he saw you fall again and again in his head and each time he thought about it he only grew more livid. How dare someone shove you like that? 

He finally reached you, shouting at people to move out of the way as he shoved through the crowd. 

His eyes were wild and frantic as he grabbed you, helping you to a sitting position. You could see how quickly his chest was rising and falling and you wanted to tell him to breathe but the words failed to come out. 

His hands gently touched your rib, applying pressure to help soothe the pain, “Are you okay baby? I’m so sorry.” 

He looked so scared, and you all wanted to do was reach out and remove the lines of stress you could see forming on his forehead. 

“I’m sorry are you-” The man who pushed you spoke up, realizing what had happened. 

Gavi was quick to cut him off, eyes blazing as he spun around to face the man, “How fucking dare you.” 

The guy held his hands up in surrender, “I didn’t see her!”

Gavi only grew more frustrated, taking a menacing step closer to him, teeth clenched, but you grabbed his hand, shaking your head, your voice weak, “It was an accident. Please don’t.” 

Gavi’s expression softened once he looked at you, watching you clutch your side in pain as you pleaded with him. He sighed, giving the man one last glare before he backed off coming to your aid. 

He pushed your hair out of your face, tilting your face, searching for any bruises. 

He sighed in relief when he didn’t see anything. He went to remove his hand and you felt his breath hitch. 

You looked up at him only to see him already staring at you with a beyond worried expression, face distraught, “Shit Y/n you’re bleeding from your head.” He spoke, showing you the blood coating his hand. 

You felt yourself let out a breathy laugh, “Well at least I didn’t get kidnapped.” 

He narrowed his eyes at you, not appreciating the joke, “I’m serious Y/n. This is bad.” 

You reached out to grab his hand in your own, “I’m going to be fine. See the medics are already here.” You said, moving your gaze to the medical staff who was climbing the bleachers rapidly, eyes fixed on you. 

You felt him squeeze your hand as the medics surrounded the two of you, “You’re never coming to another game again.” He warned. 

You smiled at him, squeezing back, “Think I might have to break that rule."