#gio reyna fluff

[swimmingismywholelife]

Cuddle Bug

Summary: Gio just wants your attention.

Warnings: Suggestive comments, LOTS of fluff

A/N: I had this dream about Gio a little while ago and I literally can't get it out of my head and lowkey Gio has been coming for my life soooooo here you go I promise I have more Christian/Kepa content on the way but if y'all want more Gio (or others depending on who it is) I can do that too

WC: 1K

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"Babe. Baaaaaabe. Pay attention to me," your boyfriend whined, dropping himself on top of you as you laid on your bed.

"G stop!" you giggled trying to continue scrolling through your social media. "You're distracting me!"

Your boyfriend had been annoying you since the moment he got home from training. It had been a while since your schedules had lined up and you had the entire afternoon to yourselves. This of course meant that Gio would be extra clingy, which was the whole reason you were playing hard to get in the first place.

Gio pouted, sweetly kissing your cheek before making his way down, lips leaving a trail of sloppy kisses down your neck.

"I want attention," he said lightly biting down just below your ear.

You dropped your phone involuntarily as your head leaned away from him, further exposing your neck. Your head reached up to entangle your fingers in his curls.

"You're such a baby," you teased, trying to hold in your moan as he bit down harder to leave a mark.

"I'm your baby," he said as he continued his teasing. "So give your baby attention before I have to take matters into my own hands."

"Like what Gio?" you teased further, wanting to annoy him just a little bit more.

His hands roamed to your hips, pulling you closer into him. You closed your eyes, allowing you to enjoy the closeness to your boyfriend, missing him just as much as he did you.

You finally took his face in your hands, bringing his up to yours to kiss his lips lightly.

"Are you happy now?" you asked, smiling at him.

Gio responded by kissing you repeatedly. You giggled between pecks, reveling in the attention he was giving you. He kissed you deeply before pulling away, placing his forehead on yours.

"You're supposed to be giving me attention but somehow you've uno reverse carded me," he said, looking deeply into your eyes.

One of Gio's favorite things to do was stare into your eyes. He loved how they shined whenever the light hit it just right. It just made you that much more beautiful.

You broke his gaze feeling vulnerable underneath him.

"Stop looking at me like that you're making me nervous!" you pouted hitting his shoulder lightly.

"Looking at you like what?" he said grabbing your chin so you could look at him once more.

"Like that!" you said shyly. "It makes me nervous you know that!"

"I'm looking at you like I always do," he teased.

You knew exactly what game he was playing at. But you didn't want to give him the satisfaction of saying it out loud.

"You know what I mean," you mumbled.

Gio pretended like he couldn't hear you, shoving his head into your face and tickling you.

"Sorry what was that? I think the line is disconnecting babe can you say that again?" he asked pretending like he was on the phone, being careful not to crush you under his weight. You whined in protest as he squirmed.

"G this is a real life conversation!" you said in between giggles, trying to push him off you.

"Baby I can't hear you it's too dark in here! I think you're gonna have to speak up!"

"Okay, okay! I give! I give!" you rolled your eyes fondly at your boyfriend.

"So what was that you said? Something about eyes?" he asked resting his forehead against yours once he finally stopped his antics.

"You know I get nervous when you look at me like that," you grumbled out.

"Like what baby? I don’t know what you're talking about. I'm just doing what I always do," he teased again.

You brought your head to the back of his head, fingernails slightly scratching and intertwining with his curls.

"Like you're in love with me Gio," you said shyly.

"That's because I am in love with you Y/N."

He gently kissed your forehead, making you smile.

"I'm in love with you too G. But lowkey you're kinda crushing me right now," you admitted, the weight of his body on top of yours being a little too much for you to handle.

"Oh baby, why didn't you say so earlier? I'm so sorry!" Gio said quickly getting off you. He switched his positioning so he was also on his back, turning to his side to face you.

"It's okay," you giggled kissing his cheek.

He held your face with one of his hands, gently stroking it with his thumb. You leaned into his touch, eyes closing with content.

"What did I do in my past life to deserve you?" he whispered in awe, mostly to himself. "So fucking beautiful."

You opened one eye as he kissed your forehead again, causing you to flush underneath him.

"You're so touchy today G," you said as he pulled your body closer to yours. "Is everything okay?"

"I just missed you is all," he answered. "Feel like I haven't been spending as much time with you these days as I want."

He pressed his forehead further into yours, needing to feel as close to you as possible.

"You've been so busy these days," he continued. "And I've been traveling so much. I haven't seen you and I just wanna be with you."

"It's okay," you said, tracing random shapes on his arms. "We're here now and that's all that matters. We have a whole afternoon to do whatever we want."

"Can we just stay like this? I just wanna hold you," he said softly.

You looked up at him beaming. God did you love this boy.

"Yeah of course we can, G."

A comfortable silence fell as you enjoyed being in the presence of one another. These were the moments you lived for. You loved Gio Reyna, US international who played for Borussia Dortmund. But more than anything, you loved Gio Reyna, the man who was willing to do anything and everything for you just because he loved you. And you couldn't be more grateful to not only have him in your life, but to also be able to call him yours.

"I love you Gio," you whispered. "So much."

He brought your lips back to his, pouring all of the love he had for you into a deep kiss that just felt right.

"And I love you Y/N. I really do."

And just like that you were exactly where you belonged.

Taglist: @notsoattractivearenti @lovelynikol16 @chilwellspulisic @nyctophilic0vitnir

[percyluvr]

akrasia

in which gio can’t control himself when he’s near you

when gio woke up this morning, his first instinct was, as always, to reach for you. when he didn’t feel your warmth near him, his eyes snapped open. 

it was incredibly rare for gio to wake up and not have you there, so to say he was panicked was an understatement. he immediately pushed the blankets off of himself and began his journey to find you. 

as he walked downstairs, he felt the heat of the stove, as well as the delicious smell of pancakes. to say he loved your cooking was the understatement of the century, so obviously, he began running down the stairs, only to trip and fall, bouncing all the way down. 

unfortunately for his pride, but fortunately for his heart, you heard the swears fall from his mouth and immediately shut the stove off in order to run over to him and make sure he was okay.

when he noticed your smaller figure quickly entering the room, a bright smile graced his features. although, when he saw the worry in your eyes, he began frowning and was quick to tell you he was okay.

“baby, you just fell down the stairs, are you sure you’re okay?”

“now that you’re here, of course i’m okay,” he flirted, because even 7 a.m wasn’t too early for him to show his love for his girl.

you knelt down next to him, and he couldn’t help but grab your hand and kiss your knuckle. “gio, you’re such a sap you know that?” “of course i do baby, but i’m your sap.” you rolled your eyes and grabbed his hand, both of you standing up and making your way into the kitchen.

you headed to the stove and turned it on, feeling gio’s larger frame behind you as he wrapped his arms around your waist. being that he was absolutely infatuated with you, he would do anything for. so, being the lovely woman you are, you decided to use this trait of his in your favor. 

“hun, could you please grab two plates from the cabinet? if you want syrup or butter, grab that too.” you spoke softly, feeling him nod against you and detach himself. knowing the fact that it was a sleepy gio, meaning he would be extra clingy, you knew that it would only take around 40 seconds for him to grab everything and make his way back to you to attach himself to you as if he was a baby koala clinging to its mother.

you continued to prepare breakfast, albeit a bit slowly this morning, due to the clingy 6′1 footballer who absolutely refused to even let you have an inch of space. when you’d finally finished, you took the plates into the living room, knowing gio would want to keep cuddling. you placed the plates on the coffee table and instructed gio to sit down, causing you to go down with him and be seated snugly on his lap. 

“baby, do you want your plate or are you just going to eat off of mine again?” you teasingly asked.

“i think you already know the answer to that,” he said, causing you to roll your eyes and simply grab your plate, transferring the pancakes from the other plate onto yours, effectively abandoning the empty plate.

the two of you enjoyed your lazy morning sharing kisses, with a side of breakfast.

[kickinganddriving]

ring pop- gio reyna head canons

request: mxgvmiii asked: heyy congrats on 200 followers babes!!! can i request gio with the fake relationship and/or wedding fever prompts? love ur work 🫵❤️‍🔥

notes: i kind of put both tropes in this and I hope yall like it, alsio srry for not writing much this week i have been a busy bee.

paring: gio reyna x gn! reader

warnings: none!

You and Gio met when you were kids and you both were immediately best friends, but as he got more attention, people thought you were dating. That really drove a wedge between any possible partners that either of you may have had.

So one day you both were fucking around and decided to act like you were dating on social media, just to feed into the chaos, but as time went by, with both of you “faking” your feelings about eachother, that line of real and fake emotions became thinner and thinner until there was nothing left. 

He realized it first, after you both were “dating” for around 9 months, you both had gotten some comments about you both getting married. 

He was laying on your couch and you were next to him scrolling through your phone. You had shown him the comments on your last instagram post, which was saying “You both need to get married!” and coincidentally Gio was sucking on a ring pop, so jokingly, he got up, kneeled down on one knee in front of you, and proposed with the ring pop.

You said yes, and started giggling as he slipped the candy onto your ring finger. You had jokingly said ��Wow, I hope I find a man that will get me an actual ring the size of this ring pop.”

Gio, caught up in the moment, softly replied “I would do that for you” 

You were confused as ever before he ended up confessing his feelings for you, and you reciprocated that you also felt the same way

A few months later he got you an actual ring, was it the same size as the ring pop? No, but was it still beautiful, yes. 

Gio thought wedding planning would be a walk in the park but it was anything but that.

You loved planning things, so you organized every bit of the wedding yourself, and this was also during the Football season, so Gio was working double time until the week of the wedding, which was also the first week of vacation. 

He had to learn to care about little things like seat covers, napkins, calligraphy, tule, and silverware.

If it was up to him, he would have married you anywhere, with the bare minimum, and let his love do the talking.

But you were also a material gorl who was obsessed with planning, so that would have never been the case…

[mercholic]

— This wasn’t how things were supposed to go. All of this was so, very wrong, but you couldn’t seem to stop yourself. Jude Bellingham was, so to speak, the forbidden fruit. Your older brother’s teammate, and one and only best friend.

“Don’t date any of my friends. Don’t date any of my teammates. Actually, scratch that, don’t date anybody I’m remotely familiar with. Got it?” Gio Reyna, midfielder for German club Borussia Dortmund and professional patronising asshole, had been talking your ear off ever since you stepped foot in his club’s training centre.

“Yes, I got it!” You grunt and throw your head back in frustration.

Clearly, your brother had been right to be borderline paranoid; because you had, in fact, not gotten it. You’re about to switch your phone back on to check for any messages from Jude when you hear a knock on your window.

You don’t check to make sure you’re not dealing with a creep; you know it’s him. Your brother’s best friend. You open up the door and despite the cold air that hits you like a truck, you look down to see a dazzling smile paired with warm, charcoal eyes.

“Do you intend on letting me in anytime soon, or do I freeze off here ?” His voice fills the empty void that had occupied your room up until now. You shush him, and look back at your closed door for any sign that might indicate that a raging beast -best known as your brother- is about to come bursting through it. The door in question doesn’t budge, so you start pulling Jude up to the window sill with no suspicions. Still, sometimes, you wish you were as paranoid as your brother.

The one person you had just made sure would not come swinging by, spreads the door open. “Hey, I’m gonna need you to go and unload the dishwasher quickly before-“ Gio doesn’t manage to finish his sentence before he quickly questions your behaviour. After all, it’s not hard to realize something fishy is going on when you look like a deer caught in headlights.

“What are you doing with the window open ? The heater is on and you’re not paying the bills here, as far as I’m aware.” He raises a brow.

“Nothing. You can leave.” You consider letting go of Jude’s hand then and there when the latter starts grunting.

“What was that ?” Your sibling slowly walks over to the window, and as your many attempts to stop him are in vain, and your hands attempting to keep him away are easily pushed aside, your heart starts speeding up at a rate that you cannot believe is healthy.

“Gio! Mate! That’s, that’s odd seeing you here, um.. What-what brings you um, here ?” A prime example of Jude’s lack of confrontational skills is the first thing you hear from the altercation.

“Are you seeing my sister? I told you not to date my sister!” Gio is clearly not in a mood to laugh, and you’re surprised to find out he’s had the same set of rules for you than for his teammates. Embarrassment creeps throughout your body.

You decide to put an end to this nonsense before things truly start going off the rails, “I went to see him first. I’m sorry, Gio. Honestly, for once. But I swear to you, that won’t change anything, at all. Besides, it’s not like we chose this, either of us.” Your words are filled with sincerity, and for a moment, your brother seems understanding of the situation you’ve put yourself in. This first impression ends up being misleading, however, as the next sentence that he utters makes you want to bash his head into a wall, despite the obvious physical force gap between the both of you.

“Did you put a gun to his head for him to date you or something?”

[darlingjude]

the jude and gio bond is one of the best things to ever come out of borussia dortmund honestly like they take the piss out of each other daily but they love each other so much, it’s precious tbh

[lqvesoph]

been thinking abt this an awfully lot recently...

[pedriscroquettes]

🪐 ˑ   ִ  welcome to pedriscroquettes !

╰┈➤ gabri. 18. atléti fan. 🇬🇹

who i write for | last updated: october 21, 2024

requests: OPEN!

✩ ~ smut | ღ ~ fluff | ❀ ~ angst

F1 MASTERLIST.

𝖕𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎

𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

: ̗̀➛ the three times you said yes and the one time you didn’t ❀

𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬

: ̗̀➛ unless he puts a label on it he’s single ✩

: ̗̀➛ mine ღ

𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐬

: ̗̀➛ devotion ✩

: ̗̀➛ only you ✩

𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

: ̗̀➛ body worship ✩

𝖌𝖆𝖛𝖎

𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

: ̗̀➛ envolver ✩

: ̗̀➛ taking all the pressure away ✩ ღ ❀

𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬

: ̗̀➛ congratulations ✩

: ̗̀➛ santa maria ✩

𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐬

: ̗̀➛ rough carpets ✩

𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

: ̗̀➛ 3some ft. pablo torre ✩

: ̗̀➛ chulos ft. fermín lópez ✩

𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖘

𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

: ̗̀➛ fiebre (fermín lopéz ft. fran garcía) ✩

: ̗̀➛ euro 2024 masterlist

: ̗̀➛ copa america 2024 masterlist

𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬

: ̗̀➛ an1mal (alejandro balde ft. pablo torre) ✩

: ̗̀➛ 721 (rodrigo de paul ft. paulo dybala) ✩

: ̗̀➛ toner – gio reyna ღ

: ̗̀➛ trust – rodrigo riquelme ✩

: ̗̀➛ bota niña – enzo vogrincic

: ̗̀➛ una foto – enzo vogrincic + felipe otaño

: ̗̀➛ mercadona – simón hempe

𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐬

n/a

𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

: ̗̀➛ chulos (gavi ft. fermín lópez) ✩

[julianalvarez9]

author's note: here's a list of the works i loved to read during the month of may that i can't quite recomend enough with just a reblog, so i decided to do a whole post about them!! enjoy them and don't forget to leave feedback, it's always appreciated by writers <3

indicators: (s) for smut, (f) for fluff, (a) for angst.

martin ødegaard

captain's lucky charm by @fallinforerling (f)

martin needs a bit of extra motivation to perfom at his best during training, and taking you with him to the training center is just what he needs (even if his teammates tease him about you being his lucky charm).

make up by @808heartz (a/f)

your jokes about forgetting your date with martin make him more upset than you expected.

to have and to heal by @yellowkitkieran

single working dad martin odegaard is navigating the ups and downs of parenthood all on his own, and he’s struggling. that’s not to mention football, life and... love?

joão félix

untitled by @yuoluver (f)

joão is your college crush, and you are his. he comes every day, 5 minutes earlier than you, and requests that we have your coffee ready before you arrive.

j’suis sa baby by @minnlix (s)

fwb with joao can never end well when feelings are involved.

white-hot forever by @minnlix (a/f)

you didn’t realize how quickly your life would spin out of control when he leaves to play football in another country, and you definitely couldn’t have predicted his going-away gift either.

kai havertz

trouble by @greykitkepa (a/f)

kai thinks he won’t have a problem having a fwb relationship with tuchel’s niece, since you’re only in town for the summer. he is so, so wrong.

rúben dias

mani joahae by @masonjpg (f)

following his third premier league win, you question the nature of you and ruben's relationship.

selfie partner by @rubendiasatl (f)

finding your neighboord taking selfies in the elevator can be the start of something.

most important by @melanieph321 (f)

you can always count on rúben, even if he knows that you son will always be the most important person to you.

(untitled) by @bluenumbernine (s)

rúben's breeding kink comes to the light.

headcanons: height gap by @oh-saints (f)

princess by @oh-saints (f)

planing to surprise your boyfriend for his birthday. domestic!rúben is good for the soul.

paddock by @oh-saints (f)

rúben was only supposed to enjoy another favourite sport of his over the weekend in monaco and she was only supposed to drag george russell from the william’s garage, for the driver hung around too much with alex albon. but life, as we know it, never made it as simple as it seemed.

2+1 by @808heartz (f)

when you and rúben start posting less of each other, fans start to speculate.

pedri

just best "friends" by @didishawn (s)

even if everyone thinks you two are already dating, you two are keen on mantaining you're just friends. but you two very much like each other, and things scalate when you start playing fight.

secret by @pedrithink (f)

everyone thinks you and gavi are dating, but you have eyes for someone else.

tret alexander arnold

untitled by @judeswhore (s)

dirty talk is what trent enjoys the most, joined by having being between your legs.

gio reyna

more than friends by @808heartz (f)

one second you’re making a pillow fort and the next you’re telling your childhood best friend that you love him.

john stones

(untitled) by @bluenumbernine (f)

you can always count on john to calm your racing thoughts.

it's me, isn't it? by @bluemoonstonesy

riling each other up turns out to be you two's favorite sport.

pablo torre

campeón by @pedriscroquettes (f)

protective!pablo headcanons (especially at the celebrations for winning la liga!)

leandro trossard

for lovers who hesitate by @808heartz (f)

drunken confessions and pounding headaches with a fearful regret in the morning. but at least, he takes your makeup off for you at night.

sure thing by @808heartz (f)

meeting leandro’s teammates isn’t as bad as you thought it’d be.

mason mount

been here all along by @mm-xix (a/f)

mason's new girlfriend is driving him away from you and your friend group, and it wouldn't be so bad (although it is) if he hadn't forgotten to attend his best friend's birthday party.

ben chilwell

(untitled) by @englishfairylights (f)

stealing ben's hoodies comes with a sweet revelation.

[formulalfc]

Other Football Players Masterlist

Jude Bellingham

-Morning With The Love Of My Life (pure fluff)

Christian Pulisic

Marcus Rashford

Levi Colwill

Ben Chilwell

Deli Alli

Jadon Sancho

Mason Mount

-Missing Normal (angst,fluff)

Kylian Mbappe

Neymar Jr

Kai Havertz

Joao Felix

Pablo Gavi

-We're Having A Baby (dad!pablo, fluff)

Pedri

Frenkie De Jong

Gio Reyna

[whorekneecentral]

Not rly a request but would u write maybe some fluff for gio reyna, idk he just strikes me as a very huggable and lovable guy

please this is so cute -- I had to look up a video of gio to hear his voice and none of y'all told me he sound sorta like lance stroll

"That's it baby," Gio's hand caresses your cheek, the other pinned your wrists above your head. Your legs wrapped around his waist,

"Gio-" he cuts you off when he leans down to kiss you.

"I know baby, I know." His lips on yours when you cum, he lets go of your hands and he can feel them find his shoulders, the way your manicured nails dig into his pale skin.

He drops down on top of you, your arms and legs still around him like a koala. "You alright?" He asks, peppering kisses along your shoulder.

"Mhm hm," you yawn, holding him closer.

You should probably get up and get cleaned up but either of you wanted to move; it's not often that you get to just say there and cuddle.

"I love you, you know," he starts, lifting his head to look at you. "Really?" You teased, as if you didn't know.

"Yeah, really." He smiles.

[mazzystqrz]

⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡ ⋆𝑴𝑨𝒁𝒁𝒀𝑺𝑻𝑸𝑹𝒁 ⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡ ⋆

𝗪𝗘𝗟𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗘 to my blog! i'm atl!

𝗔𝗕𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗠𝗘 : i have been a fan of fútbol for almost a year! i have always been surrounded by it but never actually took interest in it until a little under a year ago.

aside from fútbol, i love music and film! some of my favorite artists and bands include lana del rey, pj harvey, jeff buckley, erykah badu, sade, and many more. my favorite movies are almost famous, thelma & louise, and marie antoinette!

𝗪𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 : i 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 mostly write for fútbol players but i am willing to write for f1 drivers. i am very new to the f1 fandom so it may be a while until i write for certain drivers!

i speak both english and spanish so i 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 be able to write requests in both languages if requested! i 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 write angst, fluff, smut, etc.

i 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 write for ; pedri gonzález, pablo gavi, richarlison, mason mount, christian pulisic, jude bellingham, paulo dybala, kevin alvarez, gio reyna, alejandro balde, pablo torre, rúben dias

honestly, request whoever you want! there are many people i am willing to write for, a lot of players i probably left out! please do not limit yourself to only request for the players listed above!

𝗥𝗨𝗟𝗘𝗦 : i will 𝗻𝗼𝘁 write smut for people under the age of 20. i will 𝗻𝗼𝘁 write anything i am uncomfortable with. i do 𝗻𝗼𝘁 write abuse or anything that is not consensual. lastly, please be patient with me, i am a student and will get to your requests as soon as i can!

thank you for taking your time to read everything! feel free to request as much as you'd like!

besitos,

atl 💋

[swimmingismywholelife]

Minecraft Christmas

Summary: When you are unable to visit Gio for Christmas, you decide to spend it together in an unconventional way.

Warnings: lots of fluff

WC: 1.4K

A/N: 🎶 On the first day of Ficmas my writer gave to me, some fluff with Giovanni 🎶 Hi everyone and welcome to Ficmas! I thought I'd start it off with someone I've written for before, Gio Reyna! This fic is inspired by "Minecraft Christmas" by Area 11 ft Simon. This song is fire no I will not apologize for using it lol. I hope you guys like it, and I hope you stick around for the rest of Ficmas!

Link for the Song: Minecraft Christmas

"Cause it's a Minecraft Christmas time

Chilling with my buddies everyone is online

There's a whole world of joy and cheer

That's a very very very nice Christmas you're having-

A very, very, very nice Christmas (Woo-ooh)

A very, very, very nice Christmas we're having this year."

~~~

"No baby, get away! Don't look it's not time!" your boyfriend said, punching the air around you in an attempt to get you away from his house.

"But Gio, I'm impatient!" you whined. "I wanna see it now!"

"Babe, it's a Christmas surprise. You have 10 minutes left. All you gotta do is wait 10 minutes!" he said, punching holes in the ground right below you.

"Okay, okay! Stop trying to hit me I got diamonds on me, my guy!" you grumbled, turning back to your house as Gio punched the air triumphantly.

Christmas had been your favorite time of year since you were a kid. Something about the atmosphere just brought life and joy into your life. And Christmas with your boyfriend was even more magical than you could've dreamed of. Your families grew up in neighboring towns coincidentally, so once the two of you began dating, you always spent it together. And if Gio wasn't able to go home, you'd travel to him instead, celebrating the holidays in whatever city he was playing in at the time. You'd decorate his home with stockings, Christmas lights, and of course, a tree with whatever quirky ornaments you'd collected over the years. When it snowed enough, you'd have snowman building competitions followed by snowball fights of epic proportions. Gio was the perfect addition to a holiday you already treasured, making it all the more special to you.

Unfortunately, this year you weren't able to spend Christmas together. You tried your hardest to align his schedule with yours, but your job was horrendously understaffed and couldn't afford to have you off for the last few weeks of the year. It was aggravating considering how much extra work you'd been putting in specifically for the holiday off, but your manager just wouldn't budge. However, Gio was more than understanding, especially considering how much you traveled to be able to see him.

So instead of allowing this to dampen your Christmas spirit, the two of you were playing on a Minecraft server together. It was a pastime the two of you often indulged in as a way to combat the time zones and do fun things together. With a controller in your hand, headphones over your ears, and his face appearing on videochat on your PC, it was an unconventional yet fun way for you to spend Christmas together.

"If you blow up my house again, I'm gonna kill you," you grumbled, spinning in circles to kill the time.

"I wouldn't do that for Christmas. Maybe New Year's. You know, for fireworks or something," He retorted, making your jaw drop.

"That's so rude!" you said offended.

He shrugged his shoulders. "You call it rude, I call it festive."

You pinched the bridge of your nose. "What am I gonna do with him?" you muttered to yourself.

"Hey, your life would be much more boring without me in it," he said nonchalantly.

You rolled your eyes, but you knew he was right. It had been a few years since you'd caught Gio's eye at a US friendly. He found you so breathtaking he literally fell for you, accidentally tripping over his own feet in front of the whole stadium. Despite the embarrassment he felt, it was worth the moment Gio saw the bright smile on your face. He was the cause of it, and he wanted to be the cause of it for the rest of your lives. He tossed you his jersey at the end of the game, along with his number, and the rest was history.

"Please," you scoffed, "you're the one who fell for me, not the other way around."

"We said we wouldnt bring it up anymore!" he whined, making you giggle. "It's Christmas, baby, you can't be doing this to me!"

"Technically, we have 2 minutes until Christmas," you smirked, making him pout on your screen.

"I spent all this time on your surprise and this is the thanks I get."

"And I'm the dramatic one he says," you rolled your eyes.

"Oh baby, you can come back now! We have one minute left!" Gio said excitedly.

You traveled the short distance, passing through the rainy area of the island you lived on and entering the snowy one of your boyfriend's. It was fitting considering it was Christmas Eve.

"How come your side gets snow and mine gets rain?" you asked him, making your way to his house. "That's so unfair."

"You're the one who decided to build aaaall the way over there, dude," you shrugged. "I told you to build right next to me but noooooo, you 'needed space.' Why do you need space?"

"Because you'd probably create a huge ass system to blow up my house every day, Giovanni," you said flatly, arriving in front of him. "I know you too well."

"Okay, I need you to start that Christmas playlist now." You rolled your eyes but complied, the music playing through the speakers for the both of you to hear. "Are you ready for this?"

"Give me all you got," you answered.

Gio checked the clock, beginning his countdown. "Three, two, one, Merry Christmas! Welcome to my humble abode!" He said proudly, opening the door to his home.

To say you were stunned was an understatement. Gio had really gone all out despite it only being a video game. His entire house was decorated as best it could with Christmas decorations: stockings on his little fireplace, Christmas light arrangements, dinner set on the table. He even went out of his way to make a Christmas tree. Just the way that he knew you loved to decorate your house.

"Wh-what is this?" you asked in shock, a smile forming on your face.

"It's a Minecraft Christmas!" he exclaimed, loving how happy you looked.

"When did you find all the time to do all of this?" you asked again, spinning around to really take in his work.

"I made time," he smiled. "I figured that if we can't spend Christmas together in person, at least we can do it in our house here. It's not the same, but the spirit is here all the same!"

You stared at him through the screen of your computer, touched that he went through the effort of doing all of this just to simulate Christmas together.

"Oh, I even got you a present! Open the chest!" he said excitedly.

You opened the chest to see a full set of armor, weapons, and he even went as far as making plenty of potions for your monster hunting and mining adventures, something the two of you frequented quite often.

"And I did it all myself. No creative mode necessary," he bragged.

"No way! This chest is full, G. This must've taken you weeks to get all the supplies!" you said in disbelief.

You could see him shaking his head. "Yep. I grinded for weeks to get all this stuff. But I don't care about that. I only get the best for my girl. It doesn't matter whether it's a present in Minecraft or the present I sent to your house. You deserve it all, baby."

Your eyes widened as you understood what he just said. "You sent a present to my house?! I thought you said you wanted to give me my present in person once I went to Germany again!"

Even through your phone screen, you could see Gio's eyes twinkling with excitement, just like a little kid opening his presents.

"Oh, you're still getting that present when you come back. But I saw this one and I knew I had to send it to you. It was meant to be here by tonight, but you know how shipping can be sometimes," he explained. "Either way, I'm glad I had this ready for you. I know how much you love seeing the house decorated. I even have snow blocks to build snowmen together in case it didn't end up snowing so we can still have our snowman friends!"

Christmas was indeed your favorite season. And having Gio was truly the best present that you could possibly ask for. He went above and beyond for you despite it only being in a video game, and it just showed how lucky you were to have him.

"Thank you for all of this. I love you, G," you said sweetly, smiling brightly at him.

"I love you too, Y/N. Merry Christmas," he replied, returning your smile. "Now let's eat this cake. I gotta regenerate my health before we fight off these creepers tonight!"

"What have we said about explosions on Christmas?!"

Taglist: @neverinadream @chilwellspulisic @thoseboysinblue @pulisicsgirl @lovelynikol16 @lizzypotter14 @nyctophilic0vitnir @shadowscorch @notsoattractivearenti

[saleeba]

hall of fame!

i.e players that i write for! names are in alphabetical order :D

abde ezzalzouli

alejandro balde

anass zaroury

arnaut danjuma

aurélien tchouaméni

brennan johnson

bukayo saka (fluff only bc that’s my older baby brother 😔)

christian pulisic

declan rice

dominik szoboszlai

emile smith rowe

ethan ampadu

fabio carvalho

farès chaïbi

fermín lópez

gabriel martinelli

gio reyna

granit xhaka

han-noah massengo

hector bellerín

jadon sancho

jamal musiala

jarrell quansah

jude bellingham

jules koundé

kylian mbappé

leandro trossard

levi colwill

loïc badé

martin ødegaard

mason mount

nayef aguerd

noni madueke

pedri gonzález

reiss nelson

richarlison

ronald araújo

rúben dias

son heungmin

trent alexander-arnold

william saliba

[swimmingismywholelife]

Thanks @notsoattractivearenti I actually love doing tags lmao

Currently Reading: ...does fanfiction count? But if it doesn't then the With Me series by Jessica Cunsolo. I found it on Wattpad when I was suffering through organic chem and it's the only thing that kept me sane so I bought the published books lol

Favorite Color: Blue! I used to like sky blue the most but now I like a good royal blue but any shade really will do

Last Song: Power by Little Mix!

Last Movie: .....good question I'm really glad you asked. Uh I honestly couldn't tell you but I think it's the Super Mario movie (which was better than I thought it would be)

Sweet/Spicy/Savory: Uh it depends on the day but spicy is at the bottom of that list lmao. I don't hate it but my spice tolerance is shit and also I just don't like it that much don't come for me. I'm also a failure of a Filipino bc I hate vinegar but I think overall I'm gonna go savory (I like sweet but only up to a certain point)

Currently Working On: SO MUCH. I have like 3 Christian WIPs that I don't wanna spoil but one angst, one fluff, an smau that's coming out later today, and some Kepa angst and fluff I'm also trying to decide if Gio Reyna is being added to that list but anyway

Tagging: @greykitkepa @julianalvarez9 @nyctophilic0vitnir

tagged by @yudgefudge tysm daniel!! 🫶🏻🫶🏻

currently reading: nothing but textbooks 🫠

favorite color: blue 🩵💙

last song: waves - big time rush… i love them sm 🥹

last movie: pixar’s elemental ❤️🩵 this movie is so good definitely a must-watch! (personality wise i’m so ember)

sweet/spicy/savory: sweet! i’m a massive sweet tooth - little fact i have little to no tolerance for spicy food lmaooo so un-asian of me

currently working on: part 5 of polar opposites, 1d’s summer love inspired fic, and a fluff which i can’t really tell about 🤭

tagging: @chelseagirl98 @swimmingismywholelife @lovelynikol16 @neverinadream @thoseboysinblue @pulisicsgirl @masonspulisic @lizzypotter14 @ariddletobesolved sorry if i forgot anyone and feel free to ignore 😉💖

[sanchosgf]

comfort in you - giovanni reyna

today had been the worst day, it started off when your forgot your hoodie, leaving your cold and miserable for the duration of the day. ending with you spilling coffee all over your notes, it was safe to say you were minutes away from breaking down.

by the time you’d made it back home you were shivering and on the verge of tears, wanting nothing more than a hug from gio. you open the door quietly, not wanting to disturb him.

the sight of him cuddled on the couch in his oversized hoodie lifted the weight on your chest slightly. though it brought a wave of tears to your eyes. gio wasn’t aware of your presence until you let out a small sniffle. he was up in an instant, walking quickly until he was in front of you.

“hey hey baby, what’s wrong?” his hands came up to cup your cheeks, thumbs gently swiping away your tears, though it was no use they continued to fall as you finally fell apart.

you shook your head before falling into his arms, knowing that you wouldn’t be able form a sentence in this state.

gio was quick to return the embrace, arms wrapping tightly around you as he held you flush against his chest. he swayed the two of you gently as you cried into his chest, your hands grasping the fabric of his hoodie tightly.

“let it all out, i’ve got you.” his words were paired with a kiss to your head and you finally felt yourself calming down, sobs turning into small sniffles.

gio pulled away slowly when your sniffles subsided, his hand coming up to cup your cheek so he could tilt your head up slightly.

a frown settled on his face as he looks into your red rimmed eyes, hating how upset you looked.

“let’s get you into something warmer and then we can go cuddle, yeah?”

you nod gently, still not trusting your voice. gio smiles warmly, placing a kiss to your forehead before intertwining your fingers and leading you upstairs. he instructs you to sit on the bed as he looks for his warmest hoodie, eventually deciding to strip off the one he’s wearing so you could wear it. he finds a new one for himself before coming back into the room.

gio hands you the hoodie, smiling as you take it eagerly and slip it over your head, instantly relaxing as the scent of him envelops you.

“thank you.”

gio presses a long kiss to your forehead in reply before situating himself against the pillows. he opens his arms to you once he finds a comfortable position and you eagerly crawl into them, your head placed directly above his heart as you throw one of you legs over his own. completely wrapping yourself around his frame.

gio welcomes your affection as he scatters kisses across your forehead, his heart jumping as a small smile crosses your face.

one of his hands slips under your hoodie, rubbing soft circles on your back to soothe you slightly.

“what happened today angel?”

you let out a sigh, knowing you’d feel better after you talked about it.

“everything went wrong today, i left my hoodie at home so i was cold all day, then i spilt coffee all over my notes that took hours to write and i’ve had the worst headache all day which put me in a bad mood.”

a few tears slip down your face as you think back on the day you’d had. gio shushes your softly, wiping away your tears with the pad of his thumb.

“i’m sorry all that happened baby, is there anything i can do?”

you simply shake your head before cuddling closer.

“just need to be held for a while.”

gio was more then happy to comply, his hold on you tightening slightly as he leant down to place a gentle kiss to your lips.

“why don’t we finish off bridgerton?”

you nod again, the weight of your day meting off as you settle into the comfort only he could provide.

[pedriscroquettes]

something fluffy with gio reyna? 🤧🫨

𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐑 – GIO REYNA

warnings. fluff, mentions of hockey (lots of them), scally!reader, angst, mentions of dead relatives, grief if you squint, and a very dramatic gio

summary. dyeing your brother’s and his best friend’s hair leads to suppressed feelings the both of you are ready to let out.

a/n. get him some toner omds!!!

“am i more of a sandy blonde or platinum blonde?” he looked at you seriously, completely depending on your answer.

“look, the two of you agreed to dye your hair and the color every other athlete uses for playoffs is platinums. so, unless y’all want to look dumb in front of a sold out stadium take the platinum.” gio just shook his head and your brother simply agreed.

americans didn’t have culture per se but they had tradition and one of those included teenage boys dyeing their hair an awful shade of blonde during playoffs for their respective sports. hockey boys did it all the time although they tended to lack toner. and now that you looked around the hotel bathroom you realized the boys sitting in front of you also forgot to get some.

“it’s so great that you both ended up professional athletes.” you sighed as you took the dye out of the box.

“hey, i had good grades and even took ap classes. if i’ve lost intelligence it’s a hundred percent because this dumbass has infiltrated his way into our lives.” joe completely threw his best friend under the bus.

“gee thanks. this is why your sister is the better scally sibling. she’s mean but not harsh.” gio scoffed as he placed the towel around his neck.

“i’ve always been the better sibling.” you reply as you grab the vaseline you bought from the bag.

“okay, joe close your eyes.” you instruct your brother and you’re lucky he’s always been the obedient child.

you carefully apply the vaseline along his hairline, behind his ears, and the area around his neck. you’re careful to avoid his mouth or eyes. you’re too focused on not wanting to cause your brother any discomfort you don’t catch gio’s stare. he’s looking at you with so much fervor. he’s always loved the way you don’t hesitate to help your brother out no matter how stupid he’s being. or the way you’d always bring something to his family’s estate in new york because you insisted on never showing up empty handed. oh, how badly he wanted to be joe right now.

“okay, starboy you’re next.” you stand in front of your brothers teammate.

“starboy? you never call me anything like that.” your brother whines.

“oh, sorry didn’t know our family was also involved in a huge scandal because the fans were mad you didn’t play.” you scoff.

gio can’t help but laugh at your joke. if it had been anyone else he’d probably be more than annoyed but for some reason he found it funny coming from you. after all you knew his family and you didn’t care about the rumors or the allegations. you’d claimed to him so many times that you would never speak ill of them on purpose because his family treated you as kin.

“come on, close your eyes.” you urged him.

it was never easy being in close proximity with gio. his bleu de chanel perfume that he probably started using since he was fifteen always found a way to make you nervous. you’d never come to terms with your feelings for the u.s. national always thinking you only felt so giddy around him because you’d never been so close to another boy. but, now that you have had your own share of flings and relationships you realized maybe there was something more. obviously you never acted on those said feelings in respect of your brother’s friendship with him.

not that your brother dictated who you could or couldn’t date but you knew that if you tried anything it could go one way or another. gio’s slow breathing somehow stops you from overthinking. the american boy loves the feeling of your fingers brushing through his hairline and behind his neck. he could get used the feeling. he imagines your hands on his neck after he wins the nations league because one thing he knew for sure is that he would win it.

he almost whines at the loss of contact due to you grabbing the gloves from the kit. the last thing you wanted was remnants of joe and gio’s stupidity all over your palms. you leave the bathroom again this time in search of a bowl to mix the dye unaware of the conversation occurring between your brother and gio.

“so, when are you going to tell her?” joe looked at the borussia player seriously.

“i was thinking about it. maybe after we win would be nice?” he tries to say but instead it comes out half a question.

“right. and if we don’t win?” joe almost whispers the question as if not to jinx them.

“we will.” gio sends him a smirk. “it’s just what if she- fuck it’s going to be all weird. my mom loves her and so does my dad. i can’t afford to lose her friendship.”

“well, we’ve already established that i’m not a problem. i’m always around the two of you all the time so i’m not worried about losing you. it’s just a matter of you confessing to her as corny as that sounds. i don’t know how my sister feels and i may never know if you don’t make a move. just make sure that there won’t be too many mini gio’s because i also have a professional career myself and won’t be able to babysit all the time.” joe laughs.

“babysit who?” you ask as you walk in with a bowl of the mixed dye products.

“uhm, zimmerman’s kids. yeah he brought them to las vegas and was asking around to see if anyone would take care of them while he took his wife out.” joe easily lies.

“okay, well who’s going first?” you ask as the two boys in front of you start rethinking this spontaneous decision.

an hour later you’re waiting patiently as the two of them take turns rinsing their hair. you already know it’s bound to be a disaster because of the lack of toner and the way the boys couldn’t keep still as you applied the product to their hair. for a second you thought you’d make their hair fall off. as the shower turned off you waited anxiously to see the final result. they’d either be the most talked about because it ended out good or bad. as the door opened you couldn’t help but bite your lip at anticipation.

“oh my god. you look exactly like the hockey kids from st. mary’s during playoffs.” you gasped.

“i’ll be sure to send trevor a selfie and add what you said.” gio talked about one of his friends who happened to play professionally in the sport mentioned.

“it’s not bad. it’s kind of-”

“nice?” joe asked

“cool?” gio chimes in.

“i was going to say cunty but yeah sure.” you stood up getting closer to them to analyze your work. you were sort of proud of yourself considering you lacked toner.

“cunty?” the two of them asked in unison.

“yeah, never mind y’all don’t get it so it’s not cunty anymore.” you sighed.

“oh, fuck. christian is coming over i got to go clean my room. i’ll see you both at the stadium later.” your brother suddenly stands up and heads out the room but not before winking at his friend. a wink you somehow don’t see.

“since when does he care about what people think about him? cleaning his room? he must have a crush on pulisic.” you scoff at your brother’s antics.

“do you have a crush on christian?” gio doesn’t mean to sound nosy nor interrogative.

“he’s not ugly but i don’t have a crush on him, no. plus it seems he’s already stolen my brother’s heart.” you chuckle quietly.

“will you be at the final?” he asks.

“why? you don’t want me there? i thought we were friends.” you whine playing with him.

“no, i- i do. i just- it’s just.” he pauses. “i don’t want you there as my friend.”

“oh? did i do something i don’t understand?” you look confused. what did he mean by that?

“no! i mean that- well i’ve known you since i was like an early teen. you’ve been with me through everything hell you were even with me in qatar. you helped me when i thought it was over for me. you were also there to comfort me when we lost the league. i just think that what i feel for you is more than just a platonic feeling. every time i see you it’s like my day can’t get any better. you’re constantly there making me feel better but you’re only there as a friend.” he starts.

“i want you to be there for me as a girlfriend a partner. i don’t just want to lean on your shoulder i want to leave kisses around your neck. fuck. i don’t know if you feel the same or if i over shared but i felt that if i didn’t say this to you all sooner i would die.” he finally stops.

“gio.” you face him. the boy you’ve loved for years. “your friendship with my brother wouldn’t be affected because of this?”

the only thing gio disliked about you was how selfless you were. specifically in moments like these.

“i told him how i felt and he said he’s no one to dictate how we feel. although, he’s worried about third wheeling that is if you like me. if not then this will definitely be awkward.” the two of you laugh.

“well, my dear nepo baby fortunately for you i find you very appealing. i’m not sure if i’m ready to be your girlfriend just yet or anything but i’m willing to give us a chance.” you say.

“how about wearing my jersey to the game tomorrow?” he suggests.

“now, wait a minute. i’m still a scally and as long as my brother represents this country i will be wearing our name thank you very much. but if you win we could possibly think of something else.” you state adamantly.

“so, i only get something if i win?” he questions.

“obviously.” you roll your eyes playfully.

“fine. if we win the competition you’ll dye your hair as well.” he insists.

“absolutely not reyna. i’ll give you a kiss at most.” you offer.

“deal.” he smiles.

“deal.” you shake hands with the newly blonde boy. you really hope this works out because you can’t help losing his friendship nor stop seeing that smile of his that made you feel like a little girl.

joe carefully helps gio make his way to the stands with his injured leg. although, the injury doesn’t seem to phase the new york native one bit. he’s insistent on making his way towards his family and yours wanting to celebrate the win to the fullest no matter his status. the surreal feeling of winning another competition for his country overtakes the pain he feels as he limps towards your section. with the help of his friend it takes him only six minutes to get to his family.

despite all the turbulent times his family had faced lately they were still the most important people to him. he wasn’t ashamed that they were here nor embarrassed. he hugged them like his life depended on it. he never admitted it publicly but every time his parents said they were proud of him after a win he would get all sappy inside.

“we’re so proud of you and so is he.” his mother told him.

jack. how he missed his brother and wished he was here to witness all the things they should’ve achieved together.

“you okay?” you ask noticing how distant gio was being.

“just thinking about him.” he looks up at the giant screens saying they were champions.

“i believe he would be very happy for you and proud of what you’ve accomplished. but, you knew him best.” you brushed your hand through his hair. a habit of yours that had started when he randomly laid down on your lap during high school.

“well, i know for starters he’s happy that i finally asked you out. i like to think he was very proud when he saw my name on the squad list for qatar and i imagine he would be very happy for me today.” he smiles at the fond memories of his brother.

“i’m sure he would.” you agree with him. “are you okay though? physically?”

“oh, yeah just a few therapy sessions and it should be fine. although my leg is injured my lips aren’t. i’m still waiting on that kiss.” he smirks.

“you’re so corny oh my god.” you smack him playfully.

“oh please have you seen christian’s leaked snapchats? you should be grateful i’m not him. now, about that kiss?” he insists.

“here? in front of your family and the press? wow, you really hate me don’t you?” you ask him jokingly.

“oh, yeah i despise you. this has all been a big plan.” he plays along. “my family loves you already. trust, my mom has already planned our wedding.”

“well, your dad does love me more because my spanish abilities are better than yours and well i would die for your mom. but i’m not sure i’m ready to appear all over the internet.” you play with him.

“it’s not my fault i grew up in a household that only spoke english. anyways, i don’t want to pressure you-”

“come here.” you urge him to get closer to you so you could reach him better.

he scoots a little bit closer so now you’re in a close distance with him. his brown eyes look straight into yours and you internally smile at his features. you hope the gum you’ve been chewing for the past hour comes in handy as you lean down. the kiss is short but sweet. he can’t place his hand on your jaw to deepen it as he needs to maintain his crutches balanced. when you both pull away you notice his rosy cheeks and soon you feel yours heating up.

“by the way i’m going to need some toner.” he smiles up and you simply scoff after playfully smacking him.