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[leilakisakabiri]

Jealousy, Jealousy (Gavi)

Summary: You realize that Gavi never gets jealous when other guys are around you and it makes you question if he still likes you. 

Warning(s): None

A/N: Hey! I had some inspiration to write so here I am! I’m trying to release shorter fics while I work on my longer ones. Requests are open!

Word Count: 2.5k+

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The first time it happened, you felt relieved that Gavi had decided not to make a scene and instead chose to calmly defuse the situation.

The two of you had been at a club late one night, the high from Barcelona winning hours before pumping through your veins. He had his arms wrapped around you as you both danced to whatever Spanish song the DJ was mixing.

You laughed as he spun you around before pulling you closer, leaning down to whisper in your ear as he moved a strand of hair out of your face. 

"I'm going to grab another drink. Want to come?"

His breath was hot against your ear, and even though it felt like a million degrees in the club, and you were sweating through your dress, you still shivered, his voice sending shockwaves through your system no matter how many times you heard it.

You looked up, locking eyes, "I'm good, I'll save our spot."

He kissed the top of your head before letting go, "Ok I'll be back in a second. Try and find the others if you can."

You gave him an awkward thumbs up as he walked away and he chuckled before disappearing into the crowd.

The two of you had been dating for just shy of three weeks.

You had been friends for months before dating, with you initially being introduced to him through his hometown friends. Then there was a three-month period where you both liked each other but were too scared to admit it and ruin the friendship. Finally, Gavi caved after spending two weeks away from you without contact while he playing in the U.S.

Since he admitted his feelings for you that night on the steps of your shitty college house, he had jumped straight into the relationship, inviting you to his games, to hang out with his friends, and private dinners. You on the other hand still felt like an awkward pre-teen girl every time you were with him, he just made you feel giddy inside, and you reacted to things he said so intensely that the only way to cover it up was with strange humor and stupid jokes.

That led you to now. Sometimes being around him was so overwhelming because you were always scared you would say something to embarrass yourself, and although he never made you feel any less worthy you couldn't help but feel like he could be with someone much better than you.

As you stood there contemplating, you felt a body collide with yours, effectively pulling you out of your thoughts.

You stumbled, feeling hands come up to grip your elbows, stabilizing you.

"Shit- my bad."

You looked up seeing the guy holding you sporting a white button-down and an apologetic smile.

"Sorry, those guys just pushed me. Some friends." He said referring to the group of five or so extremely drunk boys behind you.

You shook your head, "No worries, I wasn't paying attention either."

He smiled, leaning a bit closer, hands still on your elbows, "Hey do I know you? You look really familiar.”

You squinted your eyes as you gazed at him, trying to figure out if you knew him.

"Eh I go to Universitat de Barcelona if that helps."

His eyes lit up at your words, and he nodded, "Yeah, that's totally how I know you. I think you're in my biology class."

You groaned, "No way the one at 8 a.m.?", he nodded, "I'm barely awake for that lecture." you muttered.

"Mean either but it's hard not to notice you."

You only heard half his sentence and looked at him confused, "Sorry what?"

His lips tugged up in a smile as he bent down, shifting closer to you, "I said it's hard not to notice you."

You felt your breath stop as you realized what you had gotten yourself into. You made a move to shy away when you heard Gavi call your name.

You lifted your head seeing him approaching as he carried your drink, "Hey who's this?"

You went to interject and tell him it was no one but the guy next to you interrupted, "Hey man, I got to school with her.”

Gavi nodded, accepting his answer as he handed you your drink, "Oh class friend?"

You went to speak but were again cut off by the guy next to you, who had still to let go of your elbow.

"Something like that."

You saw Gavi's posture slightly straighten at his words but he relaxed a second later, "Alright."

The guy turned to you saying something about seeing you in class and then proceeded to give you a hug, his arms wrapping around your lower back.

You noticed Gavi watching the exchange but he made no comment.

You approached him timidly, unsure of if he was going to say anything about the situation, but he paid it no mind, going back to casual conversation with you.

At the time you let out a breath, thankful that he seemed intent on letting you handle your own situation.

That thankfulness soon turned to annoyance and then confusion when similar situations happened time and time again and he made no effort to speak up.

You supposed it was good he never got jealous because you knew it could get very overbearing very fast, and yet, you couldn't help the twinge of defeat you felt every time someone tried to make a move on you and he did nothing to stop them or even show a ounce of emotion.

Slowly it was making you start to question your relationship with Gavi.

Why did he not get jealous? Was it because he didn't see others as a threat? Or didn't feel the need to because you weren't as pretty as the other girls he was seen with? Maybe he simply didn't care? Or perhaps he wasn't the type?

You knew the last one couldn't possibly be true because he was absolutely the type. His entire career was based on his passion, determination, and aggression to get where he wanted. His aggression is what made him so competitive and a loyal player. So if he was so driven and passionate on the field, why was that not carrying over into your relationship?

It wasn't until almost two months later that things came to a boiling point.

It was the last game of the pre-season for Barcelona and spirits were high, everyone hoping they could seal off a great season, and enter a new one, with a win.

The stadium was filled to the brim with fans and reporters. The family section was also full with player's partners and families coming to support them in the final game of the summer.

You were sitting next to Anna, the two of you talking about school, work, and life.

Eventually, the game started and you went into full-on fan mode - cheering along when Barca made impressive plays and booing when they were tackled.

The stadium was abuzz with energy, and you basked in everyone's excitement.

You gripped Anna's hand as you saw Gavi running up the sidelines towards the other team's defense, Joao running parallel to him.

You saw him sidestep, dodging the defender, and suddenly the ball was soaring, perfectly landing at Joao's feet as he placed it into the back of the net.

The two of you jumped up, cheering along with the rest of the crowd. It seemed like Barcelona would have its victory after all.

After the game, you stayed in the family section for a while chatting with Pedri's parents as you waited for the players to make a re-emerge.

You bid goodbye to them when you got a text from Gavi telling you to come down.

You made your way down to the field, waiting behind the barricades for him to appear.

The other team's players appeared first, signing fans t-shirts and taking photos.

"Need something signed?"

You saw a player from the other team approach you, waving a sharpie in his hand.

You pointed at your jersey playfully, "No thanks. I'm a Barca girl if you couldn't tell."

He grinned, "Ahh c'mon what will it take for me to convince you?"

You shrugged your shoulders, "Ride or die sorry."

He clutched his hand to his heart in mock offense, "Ouch. I'm hurt, but I'm not giving up."

You gave him a smile, remaining polite, as you looked over his shoulder for Gavi.

"Oh I know!" he exclaimed, directing your attention back to him.

He wiggled his eyebrows before taking off his shirt, "Here, new jersey for you."

He held it out to you, and you gave him an unimpressed look.

He rolled his eyes playfully, "Alright fine. I'll sign it, but only cause you asked so nicely."

You watched amused as he signed the jersey before offering it to you.

You squinted your eyes at him.

He dangled the jersey in his hands, "C'mon take it. You know a lot of people would pay good money for this."

You reached out to grab it, "Fine, but only because I'm going to sell it later."

He held up his hands in surrender, "It's yours now. Do whatever."

You thought the conversation would end there but he made no effort to leave, "Who are you here with anyway? Someone in Barca?"

You opened your mouth to respond but were cut off.

"Me."

You whipped your head to see that Gavi had silently approached the two of you.

Besides yourself, you felt a tiny part of you waiting with bated breath for him to do something, to finally dig his boots in the ground and say something, but he remained impassive.

"Hey."

"Hey, you ready to go?" Gavi asked.

You nodded your head, unsure of how to leave the situation.

"I can lift you over the barricade if you need." The other player spoke up, and your eyes immediately flitted over to Gavi's to gauge his reaction.

His eyebrows furrowed but he didn't say anything.

You debated for a second, just to get Gavi to react, but quickly decided against it, opting to just walk around the barricade.

You approached the two of them quickly and with a hasty goodbye followed Gavi as he left the pitch. You heard the other player shout a 'see you around', and you waved in response.

You broke the silence first as you walked the empty tunnel, "Great game baby. You did amazing."

"Thanks."

His reply was clipped.

He went to hold your hand and you shifted the jersey last second to your other hand, catching his attention.

"What's that?"

"Oh, that guy gave me his jersey. I'm going to sell it." You explained, telling him how you were expecting to make hundreds.

He listened along till you finished.

"Can I see the jersey?"

You nodded handing it to him.

You swung your joint hands as you walked, talking to him about the game as he examined the jersey.

Abruptly he dropped your hand, mouth set in a firm line.

Your eyebrows stitched together, "What's wrong?"

He cleared his throat before handing you the jersey.

"I think there's something for you on it."

"I forgot something in the locker room, I'll be right back." He continued.

You looked down confused, eyes scanning the text before it clicked.

The jersey had the player's phone number on it.

You lifted your head seeing him already walking away, "Gavi wait. Can you stop for a minute?"

He turned around but continued moving, "Yeah what?"

"Stop moving!” You exclaimed, your frustration building as he continued to not express any interest in the situation.

He finally halted and you closed the distance between the two of you.

"Is there something wrong with me? Do you not like me anymore or something?"

He seemed taken aback by your words and several emotions flitted across his face, "What are you talking about?"

You took a breath, it was now or never.

"I'm not trying to sound conceited, but I'm pretty sure that guy was hitting on me-"

"He was." Gavi confirmed.

You continued, "So then why don't you care? I'm your girlfriend, so why aren't you getting jealous when other guys hit on me?"

"You want me to get jealous?" He asked incredulously.

"I mean I don't want you to become super overprotective or anything, but it would be nice if you at least acknowledged when someone is trying to get with me right in front of you. I know I would get jealous if someone was saying that to you."

"You don't think I get jealous?" His voice had a hard edge to it, and suddenly you felt like you might have read between the lines wrong.

You shrugged your shoulders, unsure, "I mean you don't show it."

"Of course I'm going to notice when some guy is eye fucking my girl one foot away from me, I'm not fucking blind."

"Then why don't you say anything?" You pressed.

“Shit y/n that's cause I don't want to scare you away!"

His admission only confused you further, and you lowered your voice acutely aware that your shouts were probably carrying far in the quiet tunnel,

"Scare me away? Why would that scare me?"

He shook his head, "The press is always making me out to be this bad guy. This kid that doesn't know how to get his temper in check and - mierda y/n - I don't want to get into this right now."

You relented, unwilling to give in, biting the bullet, "Alright so next time someone asks to lift me up, their just being friendly right? Trying to be helpful?"

His eyes blazed, "That's not what I meant and you know it."

You lifted your hands in frustration, "No Gavi actually I don't know that. You act like you don't even care."

"I care! Trust me y/n I care!" He argued.

"Then show me."

His lips were on yours before you had even finished processing what you were saying. His skin felt hot against yours as his fingers sank into your hipbone, crowding you against the wall.

You lost your train of thought as you got lost in the sensation he provided you. One hand went to tangle in his hair, as the other draped around his neck bringing him impossibly closer.

One of his hands slipped under your shirt, as he kissed you senseless. You finally pulled away for a breath but he didn't stop, moving to lay a trail of kisses from the sweet spot behind your ear, down your neck, and onto your collarbone.

You left out a soft moan underneath him, the feeling causing tingles in your spine, and a fluttery feeling in your stomach.

"We should really sto- fuck gavi - so-someone could walk in any moment." You reminded him.

"Just gotta leave a mark." He replied.

You nodded before his words caught up to you and you pushed him off, "What? No marks! I have to meet your parents tonight." You whined.

He grinned, not looking the least bit apologetic, "At least people will know you're mine now."

[fanficslvtty]

reader's little brother (16) goes to barca youth training and reader (21) meets Pablo Gavi (24) and he tries to talk to her multiple times but her brother keeps on stopping him every time then Pedri comes out with a great idea , he distracts her brother so Gavi could hang out with her!

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𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭

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Warnings⚠️: none

Genre: fluff

A Serious: No

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your little brother Diego had a chance that not a lot can get, he had the chance if becoming a Barcelona future player but at the time he is currently training at the barca youth academy

diego: you know you didn't have to come with me you should have stayed in your apartment and studied instead

he said clearly not being nice as he changed his shirt in the changing room , you sighed and you looked up to your brother's long figure

y/n: you know that i really care about you and i want to see you successful from the very first step , you don't have to be rude

you look at him firmly , his expression soften up then he looks at the ground and runs his hand through his hair

diego: i know but- listen...this is your last year in college and iam scared iam distracting you....

you suddenly started feeling bad and pulled him into a hug

y/n: idiot, you are not distracting me you are my little brother ofcourse i will fail the year but its only for you

just as he was about to hug you back the door was burst open

Alvero: DIEGO THE PLAYERS ARE HERE-oh hi y/n

Alvaro was tour little brother's childhood best friend, both of you and Diego almost had a heart attack

Y/n: hi alve-

Diego: ALVERO FUCK YOU !

Diego threw a shoe at Alvaro for scaring him and alvero dodged it

Alvero: no time for fighting! Hurry up so we could see who is training us!

Both of alvero and your brother run to the field , you decide to goniome so could actually study and cook dinner

At 8pm your apartment door was knocking you opend the door , it was diego your brother (he lives with you) he went to take a shower and came back later and sat on the chair eating dinner with you

Diego: you won't believe who is training me !

Y/n: who?

Diego: pablo gavi !

At this moment you and your brother were jumping up and down dancing around from happiness you guys kept celebrating for like 2 hours

Y/n: wait..did you see him?

Your brother freezes for a moment

Diego: actually no

You sit him down on the couch and go to the fridge to grab something

Y/n: sit here I'll get you something

You grab something from the fridge and go sit next to him

Diego: what is this?

You open the box revealing a fence chocolate cake with chocolate drizzling

Y/n: PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE TAKE ME WITH YOU FOR TRAINING

your brother looks at you rolling his eyes

Diego: are you gonna study?

Y/n: YES

he looks around the living room acting like he is thinking about it

Diego: okay then BUT you stay on the benches ok?

Y/n: YES THANK YOU!

The next few days were really great as y/n only say on the benches and watched as pablo gavi trained her little brother obviously only looking at gavi and gavi giving her glances but turns his head away once she notices but one day

Gavi: alright Diego that's it for now go rest alittle

Your brother runs off to the changing room then gavi turns his gaze at you and starts walking towards you

Gavi: hello there

He sits next to you , your cheeks flashed red for no reason

Y/n: hi

Gavi: I see you are always sitting here watching me train young players , what's your name ?

You tell your self that he is just being friendly and pray that your brother won't come

Y/n: my name is y/n and iam watching you train my brother actually

Gavi is taken back by your words he looks surprised

Gavi: Diego is your brother ??? Wow you guys look nothing alike!

You laugh At his comment then he smiles at you

Y/n: no we actually kinda look ali-

Diego: Y/N!

Uh oh...it's Diego...you know that you are In Trouble....

Gavi: oh Diego you haven't told me about your sist-

Diego: why are you talking to her ?are you here to train me or to talk to girls ???

He says looking mad as hell and you tried to calm him down

Y/n: Diego that's rude !

Diego: no you shut up you don't get anything

He returns his gaze to gavi which obviously looked mad

Gavi: ok calm down its not like I was going to bite her let's go back to training

Your brother was quick to run back to field and while gavi was about to leave you tucked his shoulder

Y/n: iam really sorry he just gets overprotective sometimes

Gavi smiles at you

Gavi: no worries I mean witb a sister so beautiful like you ofcourse I'll be overprotective

He then winks at you and goes back to training your brother

You were a blushing mess at this point

Days passed by and still everything gavi tries to talk with your brother would stand in his way not wanting any interaction between you and gavi you honestly got sick of it so did gavi but one day at the changing room

Pedri: so have you asked her out yet ?

Gavi started yelling at pedri for no absolute reason

Gavi : EVRYTIME I TRY TO TALK TO HER ! EVERYTIME! HER STUPID BROTHER DIEGO INTERUPTS US ! WHY CANT HE LEAVE US ALONE ?! ALLNI WANTED TO DO IS ASk HER OUT !

Pedri was surprised by how much gavi was yelling at this point

Pedri: calm down gavi , you are 25 don't let a 16 years old get in your nerves plus how old is she ?

Gavi takes a breath in slowly exhaling it calming himself down

Gavi: 21 she's 21

Pedri then starts thinking for a moment

Pedri: well I got an idea

Gavi then stumble towards pedri excited

Gavi: TELL ME! Pedri: alright alright calm down

Pedri starts telling gavi the idea planning everything to get your brother distracted for at least 2 hours The next day comes and their plan has started, pedri sees your brother and runs to him telling him that gavi is sick and he is going to train him today and your brother believes him meanwhile Gavi was driving to your apartment (yes he knows the address) to take you out for a walk on the beach You were brushing your hair when your apartment door knocked you opened it

Y/n: gavi??? Gavi: no time go dress up and come with me

You then go to your room changing your clothes into something casual but cute doing a no makeup-makeup then brushing your hair

Gavi:I...wow.... you look...stunning...OH LETS GO!

You ride gavis car not knowing what the he'll is happening nor where he is taking you He drove you to the beach

Y/n: gavi....why are we here?

Gavi leans into you

Gavi: I want to spend time with you ..alone

Y/n: but dieg-

Gavi: pedri got him distracted

Meanwhile pedri was forcing your brother to run around the field 5 times

Y/n: thank God...

You both get out of the car and sit on the beach sand talking for hours until the sun started to go down

Gavi: you know...you were truly hard to get...I mean your brother alone was a big problem..

You laugh at him and he just stares at you

Gavi: I love your laugh from the very first time i saw you I loved it

gavi leans closer to you

Y/n: I love your smile too

gavi then brushes a string of hair form your face while leaning even close to you

Gavi: may I?

You nod slowly letting him kiss you on the lips , his kiss was soft and lovely it made butterflies go crazy in Your stomach

Diego: NOO

both of you and gavi look back to find your brother and pedri , pedri was just putting his hand on your brother's shoulder Pedri: Diego let's leave them I really have to talk to you about something Pedri and Diego wnt back to Pedri's car Pedri sighs

Pedri: listen Diego, your sister is 21 she is old enough to find a lover and take care of herself Diego: but- Pedri: they both love each other , don't stand in their way ok?

Diego sighs and rolls his eyes

Diego: fine if that's what makes her happy

you and gavi were chatting and laughing at the beach

BONUS:

Days passed by and it was your final You were extremely nervous even though you studied hard, you just felt like it was never enough You hear a soft knock on your room's door

Y/n: come in

Gavi slowly opens the door and closes it right behind him

Gavi: hey Diego told me you weren't feeling fien is everything OK?

You sigh and lean your head back as he grabs a chair and sits next to you

Y/n: NO everything is not fine I feel like iqm gonna fail and and and

Gavi pulled you into a hug

Gavi: don't worry about it I promise you everything will be fine

You hug him and he helps you study

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[maisonbelligavi]

Bellingham is mad exhausted

BelliGavi Fic Drabble

Summary: Jude is physically exhausted, mentally drained and his shoulder hurts like a bitch.

Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Cuddling & Snuggling, Gavi being the bestest boyfriend in the world, Jude being his spoilt big baby

Gavi has always been of the opinion that his boyfriend’s apartment was lifeless in a way that contradicted his personality. Jude was as warm as the sun, having him in your life automatically brightened it, and your world was painted with nothing but the most vivid of colors.

His luxurious apartment located in the heart of Madrid reflected none of Jude’s best qualities, as far as Gavi was concerned. It was as modern as they come, minimalist, and decorated with boring as-heck monochrome colors. Gavi hadn’t honest to God known there were this many shades of gray, but he’s learned alright.

Suffice it to say, he had a love/hate relationship with the apartment. By virtue of it being the place where Jude lived, it has become a safe space. As much as the charcoal gray couch irritated him, it also happened to be the piece of furniture where he and Jude would settle in for hours, either making out, playing games or just cuddling after their respective grueling schedules.

As much as he held the opinion that the kitchen was depressingly morose, he and his obnoxious boyfriend were always in it, trying to figure out complex recipes they had no business attempting to cook in the first place. There were days they ended up with somewhat edible dishes, other times, their only viable option would be to order in.

As he used his key card and let himself in at the present moment, his gaze darted everywhere as it always did when he stepped into the living room, his eyes narrowing in displeasure. Within seconds, the place was already redecorated in his head. It was a game he liked to play that always took away his irritation.

He registered how quiet the place was as he proceeded to Jude’s bedroom. He hadn’t exactly told his boyfriend he was coming over. It was meant to be a surprise as Jude had informed him yesterday that he had a couple of free days. Also, he’d clocked how exhausted the older boy sounded and Gavi knew he had to come over and check on him.

Jude hadn’t necessarily complained, but then he rarely did. Getting him to actually open up about his physical or mental state over a phone call was next to impossible. But then the second he set eyes on Gavi; it became a completely different case. He clung to him, whined about every little thing like the big baby he was.

So, it came as no surprise to Gavi when he walked into the unnecessarily large master bedroom and found Jude buried under his pristinely white bed covers. He was lying on his stomach, one side of his face resting on a fluffed-up pillow. His iPad lay beside him, some song Gavi wasn’t familiar with playing on YouTube.

Jude seemed to pay it no mind though, his gaze was vacant, fixated on his closet which was at the far opposite end of the room. The expression on his face was stony, and Gavi had to bite back a grin as he knelt on the side of the bed, one hand coming to rest on the back of his boyfriend’s head, playing with the short hair. He didn’t know what it was about an aggressively sulking Bellingham that endeared him to the older boy.

Gavi continued to stare at his boyfriend from his kneeling position, softly playing with his hair.

Meanwhile, Jude refused to spare him a glance, still finding his closet a lot more interesting subject to stare at.

Gavi realized that he was dealing with a code-red situation. Yeah, Bellingham was in full-blown brat mode alright.

“Baby,” Gavi called out softly, leaning forward to place a chaste kiss on his cheek. “Baby, talk to me. What’s going on?”

Jude responded by making a sound that seemed to be a bridge between a growl and a rumble.

“Baby, I’m afraid I don’t speak caveman,” Gavi said, biting back a wayward laugh. “Let’s try again, yeah? But with actual words this time.”

“Mad,” Jude grunted.

“Why are you mad?” Gavi’s hand traveled lower and his fingers circled the back of Jude’s neck, squeezing lightly, causing Jude’s eyes to slip shut momentarily.

“Mad exhausted,” Jude said through gritted teeth, his speech still very much garbled.

“Wait, are you super exhausted or are you mad because you’re exhausted?”

“Both.”

Gavi couldn’t hold it in any longer. He began laughing, his head resting on the edge of the bed as Jude finally deemed him worthy of a nasty glare. “You’re such a big baby, Bellingham,” Gavi said, tone dripping with fondness. “A spoilt princess through and through.”

Jude made another unintelligible sound, gaze darkening as though he was trying to murder Gavi using telekinesis.

“I thought we already established that I don’t speak caveman.” Gavi climbed on the bed, sitting Indian-style next to his sulking boyfriend. “Is something else the matter?”

Jude nodded but didn’t elaborate.

“It’s your shoulder, isn’t it?” Gavi enquired, placing his hand on the body part in question.

“Shoulder,” Jude confirmed with a nod. He let out a series of ah’s as Gavi’s fingers pressed into the sore muscles.

“Took your painkillers?”

“Yup.”

“You do know you can’t keep this up, right?” Gavi said, tone soft and laden with concern. “Jude, you need surgery.”

More undecipherable noises followed and Gavi merely shook his head, chuckling. “I am guessing that’s a hard no. How about a massage? I can help out with one.”

Another nod was the only thing Gavi got as a reply.

“Alright then,” he said, jumping off the bed.

He grabbed the essentials and got to work, humming along to the current song playing from Jude’s iPad. The YouTube app was still streaming and he hadn’t bothered to close it.

As his expert fingers kneaded into flesh, digging into especially sensitive spots, Jude kept letting out these disgruntled sounds and Gavi kept apologizing and promising it would soon be over.

“There, all done,” Gavi said in an overly cheerful tone, clapping in good measure. When he saw the way Jude winced at his display of high energy, it only made him grin.

Gavi took off his jacket and finally slipped under the covers, ready to cuddle his boyfriend. He didn’t have to ask whether Jude wanted to be the little spoon. In his current mood, that went without saying.

So Gavi laid on his side and pulled Jude’s larger frame into his body, with no help at all from the older boy. Which was no small feat. Jude Bellingham was anything but light.

“I swear if I didn’t love you as much as I do, I’d have dumped your spoilt ass, like yesterday.”

Somehow, this was the thing that made Jude burst into a series of giggles as he fitted himself snugly into Gavi’s body.

“Oh, so you’re laughing now, huh?” Gavi glared at the exasperating British boy in his arms, watching the wayward smile playing at the corners of his lips. “We’re now going to stream K-pop songs by the way, and I don’t want to hear a single word of protest from you.”

After they spent an hour consuming the stunning visuals and highly energetic choreos of idols, Jude finally uttered a complete sentence.

“Gavira, I have a question.”

“Ask away.”

“Do you think someone can drop dead from fatigue?” Jude said, tone rough from lack of use. “Like, how much exhaustion do you think the human body can take before it shuts down?”

This gave Gavi pause, he thought about the sheer number of games Jude has played ever since he joined Madrid, how he’s been pushing his body beyond the limit in each one, how he’s hyper-conscious of how much Madrid are depending on him, the immense trust placed on shoulders that badly needed a breather.

Gavi grabbed his face by the jaw and tilted it in his direction. He placed a quick kiss on his forehead, the tip of his nose, and each of his cheeks. By the time he got to his lips, Jude was smiling through the lingering kiss.

“I know it feels impossibly heavy sometimes,” Gavi murmured, gaze intense on his face, “but that never means you can’t carry it. Do you hear me?”

Jude nodded, “I hear you,” he whispered, and then they were kissing some more, cocooned in the intimacy of the moment.

It made Gavi think, perhaps Jude was exhausted enough that he could get him to finally agree. Well, it was at least worth a shot.

“Baby, this amazing concept just popped into my head—”

“Not fucking happening, Gavira.”

“But Juuuuuuude…”

“In case I didn’t make myself clear over the last two hundred times we’ve had this conversation—” Jude took a meaningful pause to kiss away his boyfriend’s pout, “—my apartment is getting a makeover by you over my cold stinking corpse.”

[emgavi]

Hi! Would you be able to write an imagine when reader helps gavi recover after he gets injured? It would be so cute 🥹

"Such a baby" (Gavi x Reader)

1st Blurb/ficlet <33

“Ouch” Gavi said softly as you helped him out of the car onto his crutches. Your hand supported him as best as you could. ‘Sorry babe’ you lead him inside his apartment to the soft couch. 

Gavi recently sprained his ankle pretty bad in practice and called you to help drive him home from the hospital. Meanwhile you fluffed the pillows behind his back and put one under his sprained ankle to support it. “Okay there you go, does that feel okay?” you asked him, seeing his face of discomfort fade away. 

Nodding his head, “si amor, gracies” he said, giving you a soft smile. You smile back at him while handing him the remote to the TV. “here while you watch and relax, i’ll make us some lunch” you say and lean down to give him a quick kiss. As pull away, his arm quickly pulls you back down again to his lips. “Te amo y/n/n” he says cutely when we pull back. 

“Te amo también pabs” you stand up fully again and walk towards the kitchen “now let me make you the greatest recovery lunch you’ve ever had”. Hearing his laugh behind you made you turn back and give him another smile before disappearing to the kitchen.

While you were near finished preparing you and Gavi’s lunch, you hear Gavi’s calls. “Amorrr” Stopping what you were doing you headed over to the living room to Gavi. “siiii?’ you say seing him lay in the same spot as you left him. 

“Could you get me a blanket? I’m feeling a bit cold” he asked you. Turning you went to the basket that held your blankets that wasn’t that far from the couch but you knew Gavi couldn’t stand up to walk by himself in this moment. “Here you go amor, is there anything else you need?” you ask as you give him the blanket. 

Shaking his head, “no, thank you” you nodded in satisfaction and went back into the kitchen to finish the food. As you were plating the food, you hear Gavi call you again. “Ammorrrr” You sigh and grab the plates heading to the living room 

Walking into the living room while settling the plates down on the small table in front of the couch. ‘Si?'' he looks at you giving his famous puppy eyes, “can i have a glass of water?” he asks, You nod your head and turn around to get him a glass. Returning again you see him already start eating his food. “Here you go, one glass of water” you set it down next to him 

Giving you a smile, he thanks you again before continuing to eat. You eat your own plate and when you both finish you take them to the sink and then start to work a bit on your computer. Typing away in Gavi’s office room, you hear him call a third time. 

“Amorrrr”, ‘mi vidaaa” ,“queridaaa” rolling your eyes you walk to the living room what felt liked the hundredth time with Gavi’s asks. “Yes gavi?” you stand in front putting your hands to your hips.

He gives you a pout and opens his arms wide, “i’m lonely and i need your cuddles” he says to you. You laugh a bit at his cuteness and walk towards the couch, laying next to him in his arms, trying your best to avoid hitting his ankle. He sighs in contentment as soon as his arms wrap around yours. Kissing your forehead in the process, holding you close. You giggle at him ‘you’re such a baby when your injured” He laughs, grabbing your hand into this, ‘but you like it’ he smirked at you. You rolled your eyes playfully, making him laugh again, showing you his dimples. “Gracies por tot mi amor, I love you so much and i’m so glad to have you here” he says. Giving him a big smile, ‘de res pabs” you lean in and kiss his nose.