#pedri is so damn hot

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A/N: This was written based on Shakira’s acrostico and the adorable clip of Pedri with the little girl at the Liga celebration in Camp Nou. Anything in italics is flash backs. Enjoy :)

If someone has the gif of Pedri with the little girl can you send it to me to add it onto here please?!?

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gif borrowed from @pedripics

You heard Pedri shut the door to your bedroom in rage as you stood in the kitchen. Your heart was beating fast and with the silence around you, you were sure if anyone else had been there they would have been able to hear it. The last few weeks between the two of you hadn’t been very smooth. One argument after another, he had spent more time traveling with the team than at home, and that didn’t help either.

You took a few seconds to calm yourself down before walking over to the bedroom and talking to him. You had planned a nice dinner where you were going to give him the news. It had been eating you up for days and you had finally made your mind. You weren’t sure you were ready but you knew that together you and Pedri would be able to get through it together.

Unfortunately, Pedri didn’t come home on time. You called and sent him messages but they all went unanswered. Towards the end of the night your calls ended up going directly to voicemail. When he walked into the home you were sitting at the kitchen table. You looked up at him. “Hey.” He said as he put his keys down. You scoffed looking at the cold food that had waited alongside you for him.

-Ni de coña, hey, that’s all you have to say?- You raised your voice. It was almost as if this missed dinner had been the final straw for you.

-What do you want me to say?- He responded as he banged on the kitchen table with his fists startling you.

-Where were you?-

-Around.- He said coldly shutting down your questioning.

-I called and messaged you…- He cut you off.

-I know and I had to turn my phone off because you didn’t let me enjoy myself.- He stared into your eyes as he said this. Not a single bit of remorse in his eyes. You bit your inner lip as you tried to hold your composure. You felt your throat choke with sadness and emptiness. This wasn’t the man you had fallen in love with.

He turned around and began to walk away from where you were sitting.

-We were supposed to have dinner together and I was going to…- He interrupted you again as he stopped walking.

-And you were supposed to what? Seguir jodiendo? I can’t ever do anything because you want to know where I am, who I’m with. The day I cheat on you, you won’t even know it.-

-What’s what supposed to mean? That you’re already planning it?- You asked holding back tears.

He brushed his hands through his hair as he turned around to look at you frustrated. -This is so broken, why do we keep on doing this?- He said as he walked towards the hallway and into the bedroom.

-Que quieres?- He said as you opened the door to the bedroom.

-I think we should talk.-

-I don’t want to talk. I come home after days of being away and we can’t even last a few minutes before we start to argue.-

You rolled your eyes, standing silent for a few seconds. You tried to eat your ego up and not say anything. This wasn’t the right time. But of course you couldn’t.

-Why do you act like it’s always my fault?

He turned over to look at you. -Because maybe it is. It’s always Pedri why are you doing this. Pedri why didn’t you call.-

You interrupted him. -If something is broken, you try to fix it, you don’t throw it away. But if that’s how you feel, then I’m not sure why we’re even together.- you spat back after taking a deep breath trying to mask your need to cry.

-I honestly don’t know either.- He responded, immediately regretting the words.

But he was too proud to admit it to you. He sat on the bed scrolling through his phone while you packed your luggage. You rummaged through your clothes and packed a few of your things. You threw your clothes into the luggage as you tried your best to hold in your tears. You felt a knot in your throat as you wiped the tears forming in your eyes.

You grabbed the last shirt when you heard something fall to the ground. You picked up the positive pregnancy test you were going to give to him tonight. You bit your bottom lip trying not to cry as you held the test close to you.

I’m sorry. You whispered as you rubbed your stomach. But he will be better off without us.

You didn’t dare look at him when you walked out of the closet. He looked up from his phone. -Adonde vas?- Where are you going? He asked.

You continued to walk as you pulled the luggage and threw your purse over your shoulder. -Lejos de aqui.- Far from here.

-Estas exagerando.- You’re exaggerating. He said as he stood up from the bed following you.

You felt his steps behind you. You wanted to turn around and tell him everything. Show him the love the two of you felt had formed something beautiful, a life. But you knew that wasn’t the right thing to do.

He needed his freedom and that’s what you were going to give to him. The constant arguments had gotten to be too much.

You wiped your eyes and turned around to look at him stopping him dead in his tracks in front of you. Neither of you said anything for a few seconds. You took that time to look into his beautiful chocolate brown eyes and try to memorize them forever.

-Leave if you want to, I’m not going to beg you to stay.- He said staring at you. You took a deep breathe and began to walk away.

-Adios, Pedro.-

You walked out of the house as fast as you could and got into your car. You began to drive away in silence. You felt as if something was stuck in your throat. And finally a few streets away you let yourself break down. The tears began to roll out of your eyes and you couldn’t help but scream profanities as you hit your steering wheel out of anger. As the tears continued, you felt an emptiness in your stomach. You felt anxious thinking the baby could feel all of the sadness, thinking how horrible of a mother you were already to him or her.

You felt disappointed that this new life had been formed without love. You knew perfectly when you had gotten pregnant because it had been the last time you and Pedri had been together. He had came home drunk and late again. You argued and went to sleep only to be woken up by him asking you to forgive him. You fell right back into his trap and before you knew it you were having sex. But he didn’t kiss you like he used to. His sole focus was on how he felt. His hands didn’t caress your body as they once had. Once he was done he stood up from the bed and went to sleep on the couch leaving you a crying mess in the bed. You knew better but you still wanted to fix things. You were so caught up in not trying to lose him that you failed to see you already had.

-When are you going to tell him?- Asked your mom as she walked over to your bedroom window and opened up the curtains. The light from the sun hit your eyes and you took your covers and placed them over you.

-For what?- You said from under the covers.

-It’s his child.-

You had been back home in Valencia for two weeks since leaving Pedri. You would start your studies again in Valencia and completely forget about Barcelona. Pedri had called you that night as you drove from Barcelona to Valencia. He called the next day. But three days later his calls stopped coming in.

-He gave up in three days mama, I don’t think he’s going to care.-

Your mom had been shocked when you arrived to the home after driving almost four hours. She rubbed her sleepy eyes as she opened the door and saw you stand in front of her, your eyes puffy and red while you held on to one of Pedri’s jerseys. You didn’t have to say anything, immediately throwing yourself into her arms as you nuzzled your face on her shoulder. Again breaking down as you cried in your mother’s arms.

-Esta bien, mi niña.- She reassured you as she patted your back. You felt your body fall more into her, completely vulnerable.

-No, se ha ido todo al carajo- No, everything’s gone to shit. You said as you finally let go of your mother and she closed the door behind you. You fell onto the couch still holding onto his jersey. You had grabbed it without thinking. The smell of Pedri still lingering. Your mother followed you into the living room and stood there trying to take it all in.

-Mami.- You said in between sobs, holding his jersey against your body.

-Que ha pasado, cariño?-

She asked looking down at you. She had been woken up by the knocks on the front door somewhat frustrated but all of that frustration had now turned to worry as she saw you breaking in front of her. Your dad had passed two years ago, and she has given you the space you needed, even if that meant you hardly visited her. In a way she knew you were safe by the way Pedri looked at you when you were together. The way he melted at everything you did. But she hadn’t been around lately. In fact you had avoided her coming over because you were convinced that anyone who spent more than five minutes with the two of you could tell right away your relationship was breaking.

-I’m pregnant.- You looked up at her with pleading eyes. You were just twenty and sure it wasn’t the ideal situations but you didn’t need scolding, you needed her acceptance. You sat there as your own words replayed in your head. It was the first time you said it out loud. In a matter of seconds it felt more real. Your mother embraced you in a hug as the two of you cried. In that moment she didn’t understand the situation but she didn’t want to push you. She knew better with you.

Eventually you had told her most of what had happened. She encouraged you to tell him, telling you he had a right to know.

-What for? So we can get back together and be miserable for the rest of our lives with each other?-

Your mom shook her head knowing you had gotten your stubbornness from your father. -You don’t have to get back with him. Just let him know.-

-You know how he is. He will feel responsible and feel like he has to be with me. I don’t want him to be with me out of pity.-

Despite not agreeing with you she knew it wasn’t her place. She kept her mouth quiet and offered you support.

As the weeks went by you began to see news about Pedri out with people. A few models, some influencers. He looked happy. Meanwhile your belly began to grow. Your mom helped you with massages at night after long days. Some nights you cried yourself to sleep as you felt your life crumble down. You had no idea how you were going to take care of yourself, let alone your baby.

You sat in your car, crying, outside of the clinic when they told you the gender of the baby.

You closed your eyes and remembered how excited Pedri would get when the two of you spoke about your future children.

-Maybe two or three.- He said as the two of you laid on his bed. He laid on his stomach as you faced the ceiling. One of his arms draped around your body as one of your hands played with his hair.

-At least two. I always wished I had a sibling.- You said as an only child.

-What would we name them?- He asked as the two of you laid there. -I don’t know.- You said with a smile on your face.

-If it’s a girl, Rosie como mi madre.- Like my mother. He said. You laughed. -Vale, but if it’s a boy then Sergio como mi padre.- like my father. He smiled and agreed.

A few weeks later you found yourself in Barcelona picking up paperwork from school. Before heading back home you stopped by a small convenience store to pick up some snacks for the train. As you turned a corner you felt your body smash against somebody else causing you to drop everything in your hands.

-I’m sorry.- Said the voice above you as you leaned down trying to grab everything from the floor. You weren’t as agile as you used to be and found it difficult to get up from the floor.

-Joder, help me get up. I need a little help here.- You said as you looked up and your eyes met with Gavi’s.

-Y/N.- He said with eyes wide open and a startled look on his face, his eyes on your pregnant belly.

-Pablo.- You responded as you let go of his hand and grabbed the snacks against your body.

-You. You’re pregnant.- He said pointing towards your belly.

-Si.- You responded quickly hoping he didn’t ask any more questions.

-Is it, is it Pedri’s?- He asked timidly. You rolled your eyes.

-No Pablo. I’ve met someone else.-

He accepted your response. -Take care.- He said as he began to take a step away from you, only stopping when he heard you call out his name.

-Pablo, please don’t tell him.-

He looked at you with pleading eyes. -But he’s my best friend.-

-It’s not his, it doesn’t matter.- You said holding on to your stomach.

-I just don’t understand.- He said. -You leave and meet someone else and get pregnant? It hasn’t even been a year and you’re about to have this baby. He loved you.-

-You’re right, he loved me. But he didn’t love me anymore when I left, Pablo.-

-No, joder you should see him. He didn’t take it well. He’s not the same anymore, he still...-

You interrupted him. -He still what, Pablo? He still loves me? I’ve seen the pictures. He didn’t look too sad holding all of those girls’ hands.-

Gavi shook his head. -Promise me it’s not his. He would never forgive me if I knew and didn’t tell him.-

You shook your head. -It’s not his, Gavi. Don’t tell him, it will break him.-

Gavi agreed and left the store.

You went into labor a few weeks later, luckily knowing Gavi had kept his promise because Pedri had not tried to contact you.

Your mom rushed around the apartment as she grabbed all of your stuff and the two of you walked towards the car. Once at the hospital everything seemed like a blur. The nurse pushed you through the hallways as your mother joined behind. You felt a hole in the pit of your stomach as you saw other couples around. Despite the pain of being in labor it hurt you more to think about what Pedri would have been doing if he was by your side. Would he have been frantic and anxious, yelling at all of the cars who got in his way as he drove you to the hospital. Having to run back to the car because he forgot your bag. Or would he have been calm, eager for the arrival of your baby and given you the strength you needed in this moment.

Tears began to fall down your eyes because you knew it was nonsense. It didn’t matter what he would have been like because he wasn’t there. You were alone.

You felt yourself lose your last breath as you pushed one more time. Your mother held on to your hand as you heard the cry. Your body fell backwards onto the bed as you realized your job was done. You tried to catch your breathe as you laid against the pillow. A second layer they placed Rosie on your bare chest. You looked down at her and smiled, quickly counting all of her toes and fingers. Everything stood still. The noise went away, it was just you and her. She looked up at you and your felt tears come falling down your face when you realized she had his beautiful brown eyes.

Eventually the nurses and doctor left, your mother excused herself to give you time and you sat there with her in your arms. You continued to cry as your heart had never felt this type of love. You were sure your love for her would never end. As she looked up at you, you promised her she would never see you this fragile again. You were going to be strong for her.

You were able to return to your uni classes while your mother helped you take care of Rosie. It wasn’t ideal but you made it work. You stayed up all night doing your class work while she slept, and went to class and worked a job while your mother helped you with her. Sometimes you were able to bring her along.

Having Rosie made you stronger but also broke you in a way. She reminded you of her father every day. From the way she scrunched up her nose and pouted her lips to her eyebrows and light brown eyes. She had came into your life when you unexpectedly needed her the most but would always remind you of what you lost.

One day when Rosie was just a few months old and learning how to crawl you came home to her holding a picture of Pedri in her hands.

Rosie sat in the middle of the living room with the picture, a picture you had taken of him in his Barça uniform after a match.

-Que es esto?- What is this? You asked your mother as you took the picture away from Rosie. She immediately began to cry. Your mother shrugged her shoulders, -La niña la encontro, es su padre, blood calls.- She found it, it’s her father, blood calls.

You rolled your eyes as Rosie continued to cry only calming down once you handed her back the picture. You figured she would let it go when she fell asleep and you could get rid of it. But Rosie had other plans, she clinched on to it as she fell asleep. Her little fingers holding onto the picture of Pedri tightly.

Rosie didn’t let go of the picture. Not that night or the day following. She would place it down to eat or showers but she always looked for it. You tried putting it away once and eventually caved in and gave it back to her so she would stop crying.

One day as your mother, you and Rosie were sitting at the dinner table she began to look for the picture.

-Pa … pa … pa.- said Rosie as she reached for the worned out picture in front of her.

-What is she saying?- You looked over at your mother who took a sip of her drink trying to avoid your question. Her eyes on the plate in front of her.

-Mama!- You spoke up again. She looked over at you.

-Es su padre. You can’t even deny it, she looks like him.-

Unbeknownst to you, your mother had talked to Rosie about Pedri.

Rosie had the picture in her hands. Your mother looked down at her and smiled. She walked over to Rosie and picked her up placing her on her lap. Rosie looked at her and smiled as she took the picture out of her hand.

-I thought your mother was going to kill me when she saw you with this picture.- Rosie looked at her grandma with wide opened eyes.

-Este es tu papa.- Thus is your father. Rosie had just started to make small sounds and was working on saying mama but as soon as she heard your mother say those words Rosie’s eyes lit up. -Papa.- cooed the little girl.

Your mom smiled as she held on to the little girl who was a perfect combination of you and Pedri. Her eyes identical to his and her curly brown her just like yours.

-He loved your mom a lot and I’m sure he will love you as soon as he meets you.- She told Rosie. Your mom proceeded to tell Rosie the story of how you and Pedri had met, Rosie drifting off to sleep in her grandmother’s arms holding on to the picture.

You ran across the street after your last class of the day trying to make it to the metro on time. As you stepped one foot off the curb you felt his car hit you. You landed on the floor in front of a black Maserati.

-Ostia, watch where you’re going.- You yelled. The driver got out of the car quickly and ran over to you. -I’m so sorry are you okay?- He asked as he held you by the arms trying to lift you up. Your eyes met his chocolate brown eyes and you felt like your legs were made of mush and couldn’t stand up. This effect had nothing to do with his car hitting you but by the beautiful man standing in front of you.

-I’m fine. I’ll be fine.- You said as he continued to ask for forgiveness. -I am usually very careful but there were people trying to run after my car for a picture and…-

You interrupted him. -A picture? Are you famous?-

-It’s fine, don’t worry. I won’t sue you now just because I know you have money.- You said causing him to giggle. -Look my legs are fine.- You said pointing down at your legs as you flexed each one of them. Pedri looked at you with a smile.

-But I think I did miss the metro.- You say as you grab your book from the floor and look over at your phone to check the time.

Pedri grabbed your hands trying to prevent you from walking away. -Please, let me take you to wherever you were going. It’s the least I can do.-

A few weeks later you found yourself in Barcelona with Rosie. As much as you avoided going into the city sometimes it was impossible. You ended up near the university close by to Camp Nou and remembered the nearby cafe shop you and Pedri used to visit often. He would stop there every morning before practice for a quick shake and sometimes on his way home to buy you a cake pop, your favorite in the city. Rosie had been a trooper all day from the train ride from Valencia to Barcelona to going around running errands. She deserved a treat.

You walked into the coffee shop holding Rosie on your waist. The line was a little long and you hoped she wouldn’t get fuzzy. A few seconds in you felt someone’s steps get closer and Rosie began to giggle. You smiled because Rosie was always giggling with strangers. You knew it could be a problem as she became mobile but for the time being sometimes you appreciated it because it kept her busy. A few customers paid and the line moved as you continued to wait.

You felt as Rosie began to pull away from you. -Pa pa pa.- You heard her say. You had left the picture in the backpack and had managed to make her forget about it, at least for the day. You knew she would eventually ask for it and the time was now.

-Rosie, you will have to wait for the picture…-

As you turned around you saw him. He was smiling at Rosie. His hand put up in a high five waiting for her to connect it with hers.

Pedri stood there in front of you and his daughter. His face dropped as soon as your eyes met. Your skin tone changed, pale, as if you had seen a ghost.

-Rosie?- He furrowed his brows and looked at you. -Y/N?-

You stood there in front of him and felt heat go through your body starting with your legs. Your heartbeat accelerated as you looked at him and wished the floor would open and eat you up in that moment.

-Pedri.- Was all you managed to say. Rosie continued to pull herself away from you and towards Pedri. He looked at her, you could tell his mind was spinning. The way he looked at every detail of her. He knew within an instant she was his. He felt as if a cold dagger had been pushed through his heart.

-Gavi told me.- He said. His jaw clenched. -That you met someone. That you were expecting a baby with him. No jodas Y/N, es mi hija.- Don’t fuck with me Y/N, she’s my daughter.

You felt yourself choke up. Your eyes filling up with tears as Rosie looked at you. She immediately sensed that you were not okay and leaned in to rest her head on your chest.

Pedri looked at her with endearing eyes. A small smile peeking through his frustrated expression.

-Let’s not do that here.- You said as you looked around the cafe. People had noticed the two of you were in somewhat of an argument. Pedri cleared his throat.

-Then where?-

-Pedri, please.- You pled, this time unable to hold in the tears. Rosie looked up at you and with her little fingers traced down the wet path that the tears left on your face, in an attempt to wipe them away.

The three of you walked towards Pedri’s car in silence. You sat in the back with Rosie on your lap since you didn’t have a car seat and held on to her. Minutes later you pulled up to Pedri’s house. He opened the door to the dark home and turned on the lights.

You choked up as you looked around. Many of the decorations you had brought in still stood. You wondered how many more had came through these hallways and rooms without realizing bits and pieces of you still remained.

You found yourself standing in front of Pedri at the kitchen table. The same way you had the night you left, this time with Rosie in your arms.

-Why?- Was the only thing that came out of Pedri’s mouth as he looked at you.

-Pedri, she’s-

He interrupted you. -Ni de coña do you try to tell me she’s not mine. Her eyes. Rosie, that’s what you and I had said we would name our daughter.-

-You are better off without us.- You spat back. -You hated that I wanted to know where you were or with who. I gave you the freedom that you wanted. I didn’t want you to feel like you had to be with me for her.-

He had kept his eyes on the table, finally looking up at you.

-You made that choice for me. I didn’t ask you to.-

-You didn’t have to. You were miserable with me. Why would having a child change any of that?-

-Don’t act like you knew how I felt.- He raised his voice at you causing Rosie to begin to cry.

You looked over at your baby who you had promised to protect and defend and here you were back with the one person you wanted her to stay away from.

-This was a mistake.- You said as you grabbed your bag and began to walk towards the front door.

-If you leave right now, I’ll make your life hell. I will take her.- You heard Pedri say in a quiet manner behind you.

You turned around with a look of disgust on your face. -Don’t threaten me with taking my daughter away.-

-You’re about to walk out again. You already took her from me once. Si, yo fui un cabron, but you kept her from me. I’ve lost time with her.- Yes, I was as n asshole, but you kept her from me.

-What do you want, Pedri?- You asked annoyed as he took a few steps closer to you. The scowl on his face softened. For the first time in the whole night you look at his face, the details, realizing all of the moles you counted hundreds of times and the small scars were still there.

-Let me hold her.- He asked somewhat shyly. You looked over at Rosie who had stopped crying and was now smiling at Pedri. Pedri looked at her with endearing eyes. His heart was racing and felt like it was going to bust out of his chest any second.

It took everything in you to not turn around and run away. You held Rosie close to you for a few more seconds before handing her over to him. His chest fell in relief as soon as she was in his arms. He held her tight and Rosie rested her head on his chest. Pedri almost melted at her touch. Tears formed in his eyes, eventually beginning to fall down his face.

Pedri stood there holding her tightly against his body. His eyes were on her as he took in every detail of her.

You stood in front of the two and your heart felt like it was going to explode. Seeing Rosie in his arms was something you didn’t think would happen. Now that they were together their similarities were even more pronounced.

-She has your eyes.- You manage to say quietly. Pedri looked up at you and smiled. -And your dimples.-

-Well what is she like?- He asked minutes later as the three of you sat on the couch. Rosie still quietly sitting in Pedri’s embrace.

-She doesn’t take no for an answer. She loves music and …-

-And what?- He asked.

-And watching you play. I put on the Barça matches for her and she sits through them all.-

Pedri smiled. -Do you talk to her about me?-

You shook your head and looked at him. You had never seen him this defeated. He looked at peace with her in his arms but his expression showed the loss he was grieving at the moment. Over a year of Rosie’s life, the pregnancy, her birth.

-My mother does, she thinks I don’t know but I do.-

The two of you remained silent for a few minutes. Pedri continued to look at Rosie while he gently caressed her little hand.

-You know, if you had told me you were pregnant I would have asked you to stay.- He said.

You didn’t look at him, instead focused your eyes on your hands. -You should have asked me to stay regardless. You should have shown me we were worth trying to fix, worth fighting for.-

-We were. Joder, we are.-

You shook your head as you began to choke up.

-Not anymore Pedri. You can see her. You can spend time with her. But please, don’t make us go through this again.-

Pedri looked up at you as he continued to hold on to Rosie. The way he had his arms around her body, in a gentle yet fierce way. Like he was never going to let her go now that he knew her.

-You’re right. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to forgive you for keeping her away from me. For making me feel like shit for letting you go thinking you had found someone else. Because at least you had her and I had no one.-

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user68297 NEW Y/N MUSIC YESYESYES

user26321 omfg i've been waiting for an angry y/n song

user72639 this sounds really familiar?? song of the summer maybe?

ynusername ahhhh thank you bb

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liked by user58273, user98004, user63874, and 10, 376 others user44938 Y/N papped in Monte Carlo today! Rumours are circulating that she was visiting F1's starboy Lando Norris, however there is no official confirmation.

user99812 ohhh y/n we see you

user89283 Okay everyone shut up abt lando, let's take a moment to appreciate y/n's beauty omf she's gorg

user23294 I SECOND THIS !!

user12834 hmm i wonder why she's in monaco...

user48463 Y/N u ain't slick 😭

user35273 she saw lando's story and ran straight to him

user16282 "how far u go for a sneaky link? I'd fly"

user52883 I know damn well she ain't in monaco for a holiday

liked by landonorris, gracieabrams, laufey, and 483, 995 others ynusername it's exactly like selena gomez's 2011 film

user73948 I KNOW LANDO'S HOODIE WHEN I SEE IT

user63762 ur the genuine it girl

lilyzneimer Monte Carlo reference, I love it liked by ynusername

user11928 landoooo

landonorris oooooo

user40948 oh hey lando user29830 Fancy seeing you here user73984 He wants her so bad

oscarpiastri I think I've seen that hoodie before

ynusername hmm i wonder where 🤷‍♀️

user49283 girl saw his story and flew out IMMEDIATELY

user53984 y/n l/n wag era loading 😏😏

user92874 So pretty

liked by oscarpiastri, ynusername, mclaren, and 3, 469, 848 others landonorris Calm before the storm #raceweek

charlesleclerc Good to see you with some company

user76483 CHARLES HASFGUEH

ynusername omg invite me next time

user42761 Girl bfr we know where u were at

user52739 THIS IS SO FUCKING CUTE

user19820 y/n and lando are a match made in heaven

user82637 I wonder who you were hanging out with 🤔

oscarpiastri Wow I feel like I've seen that girl before

ynusername me too

user61542 not lando soft launching y/n as if we don't know it's her

user82736 I mean technically we don't

user19823 @ user82736 No I think it is confirmed, she was heard on his twitch stream the other day

liked by landonorris, lilyzneimer, danielricciardo, and 1, 254, 982 others mclaren Our drivers and their partners after qualifying! Lando and Oscar will begin P4 and P5 respectively in Monte Carlo 🧡🤍

user82638 AND THEIR PARTNERS??? Y/N AND LANDO?

user52761 admin really said if they won't confirm it, I will liked by mclaren

user52839 Please lando and y/n are adorable

user82636 lily & oscar >>>

user48273 Sooooo they official...?

user27163 guys stop with this y/n x lando madness, i need a double mclaren podium

user82638 y/n really manifested her wag era huh

liked by ynusername, logansargeant, lilymunhe, and 3, 716, 372 others landonorris Monaco '24. Thank you to everyone who came out, and showed me support this weekend. I promise to be better next race. tagged: oscarpiastri & ynusername

ynusername my racer 🧡🏎️

user62538 HELLO? user82776 i'm gonna be sick

mclaren Papaya boys! liked by landonorris

user72538 Y/N is so beautiful I can't even

user16529 HIS EYES

user52863 him hard launching y/n >>>>

user98276 This is MY victoria and david

ynusername omg we're definitely not as cool as them

user41752 i won't get over this ever

liked by landonorris, phoebebridgers, mclaren, and 967, 837 others ynusername i think i need to buy more orange clothes

landonorris I've already offered up half my closet to her...

landonorris nice shirt though 😏

user62538 oh i'm living for their hard launch

lilyzneimer Welcome to the team!!

user22817 STOP THIS IS ADORABLE PLS WE NEED Y/N AND LILY CONTENT IMMEDIATELY

mclaren Our favourite pop star liked by ynusername 🌟

user52763 Y/N THE WAG YESSSSSS

oscarpiastri It's actually papaya

ynusername okay sassy man apocalypse lilyzneimer @ ynusername feed him to the zombies

liked by oliviarodrigo, landonorris, lilyzneimer, and 583, 872 others ynusername oh and btw, my new song espresso is out and it's a @ landonorris certified 'banger'. his words not mine. listen on all platforms now!!

landonorris She's working late cause she's a singerrr

ynusername haiii

user72637 y/n really walked in and said that she's the best lando ever had and ever will have

landonorris I mean it's true sooo

user62537 Okay lando I didn't know u had game like dat

lilyzneimer oh I love you

ynusername LILYYYYYYY i love u so much oscarpiastri I think our gfs are gfs... @ landonorris

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please let me know if you guys liked this! i love doing lando fics so much. as always, my reqs are open so feel free to drop suggestions!!

here’s a cute oscar smau i just wrote

[leclercloml]

Shameless | PG8

Pairing: Pedri Gonzalez x reader

Summary: where Pedri's girlfriend have 0 filter on and love saying freaky things on social media.

Genre: SMAU

Warnings: suggestive

Author's note; this is something...

Twitter

Instagram

Pedri

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pedri Noche muy feliz porque siempre es especial marcar, y más si son los primeros goles con @/sefutbol. Gracias Palma por tanto cariño. ❤️ Con más ganas que nunca de que la #Euro2024 empiece!! #VamosEspaña

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yourinstagram such a kissable lips.

⤷pedri come kiss it then

⤷youruinstagram such a suckable dick 🤭

⤷pedri come ;)

⤷pablogavi DUDE WTF

⤷yourinstagram go away hater.

⤷username tears bro 😭

⤷username they've definitely makeout infront of him.

⤷pablogavi much worse

⤷username DUDEEE 😭😭

adidasfootball pedri potter 🪄

ferrantorres vamos hermano!

⤷username supportive besties 🥹

fcbarcelona ⚽⚽

⤷username buy wirtz!

⤷username who'll pay the money you?

yourinstagram waiting for you with open arms and open legs. 🛐🛐

⤷pedri I'm right beside you cariño

⤷yourinstagram let tie my hair real quick.

⤷username i understand her, if my man was pedri gonzález I would also be expressive like this.

⤷username fr like we can't even blame her.

yourinstagram "hey, can I take your ability to walk rq?" - the guy on 2nd slide.

⤷username what was your answer?

⤷yourinstagram can't even sit properly ffs.

⤷pedri 😘

⤷username damn ok girlie.

⤷ferrantorres gross. 🤮🤮

⤷alejandrobalde agree. 🤮

⤷username lmao 😭

pablogavi disgusting mfs 🙏🏻

⤷pedri jealous?

⤷pablogavi kill yourself lil bro

⤷yourinstagram hater.

⤷pablogavi biggest.

yourinstagram hey sexy.

⤷pedri hey cariño 💋

⤷username I don't if I want to be her or be with her.

username pedri really bagged a 10/10.

⤷pedri I'm surprised as you're brother.

username dude she's so pretty 😔

⤷yourinstagram all you bby<33

⤷username omg ilysm!!!

liked by yourinstagram

username they're my favourite couple.

pedri added to story 5m ago.

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yourinstagram babbyyyy<3 now come and fuck me.

⤷pedri I'm literally down stairs cariño

⤷yourinstagram come upstairs then.

pablogavi simp.

alejandrobalde we get it bro

yourinstagram

liked by pedri, sophiaamelia and 856,739 others

yourinstagram summer te quiero mucho. 🍀

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pedri mi niña hermosa ❤️❤️ (my beautiful girl)

⤷yourinstagram mi hermoso chico ❤️ (my beautiful boy)

⤷username I don't who I'm more jealous of.

ferrantorres the 2nd slide was not necessary thank you.

⤷pedri you should be glad I didn't let her post the pic she wanted.

⤷ferrantorres thank you saviour.

pedri you're so hot, have sex with me?

⤷yourinstagram you're on ban.

⤷username tears bro 😭

⤷username so they're crazy CRAZY

mikkykiemeny Mi precioso <33

⤷yourinstagram mi mikkyyy<33

⤷username my favourite wags

username @/pedri how did you bag her Lil bro?

⤷pedri idk mate.

⤷yourinstagram he have a big heart and a big dick.

⤷username oh ok pop off queen 😭

username she's soooooo pretty

twitter

instagram

yourinstagram

liked by pedri, mikkykiemeny and 865,729 others

yourinstagram he can ruin my ability to walk.

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pedri proudly.

⤷username okay king.

⤷username atleast he's winning off pitch

pedri mi bebe

⤷yourinstagram 🫶🏻

username girly calma 😭

username the caption??

pablogavi you all make me wanna kms.

⤷pedri shush.

username my favourite wag ever.

ferrantorres gross mfs.

⤷yourinstagram die.

username I love them sm

username REALEST WAG ever.

[universefcb]

hey! Can you make one which Pedri and reader are making out on his couch and suddenly his parents gets on his home with Fer, and caught them, and reader really just wants to dissappear

↬❥ It wasn't supposed to end like this...

Pedri Gonzalez x Fem!Reader

Synopsis : You and Pedri are having an intimate moment after his family leaves, but Fernando forgets his wallet in the kitchen.

a/n: I'm starting to feel confident about this. But I don't give myself five days to give up writing smut KAKAKAKAKAK

REQUESTED

warnings: smut. Totally boring reader.

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

Pedri's hands were firmly on your thighs as his body moved intensely over yours. Your bodies fit perfectly on the living room couch, with you lying on your back and him between your legs—completely surrendered to each deep, slow, torturous thrust he gave you.

“Holy shit…” he murmured against her neck, his voice husky, full of lust. “You’re perfect like this, underneath me…”

You arched your back, your breasts pressing against his chest. Pedri's hands held your legs higher, making even more room for him to enter deeper, eliciting a loud, uncontrollable moan from you.

“Pedri…” you moaned, scratching his back. “More… deeper…”

He obeyed you with gusto. His thrusts became more intense, his hips slamming against yours hard, making the couch creak beneath you. The wet, rhythmic sound of your bodies colliding filled the room, along with muffled moans and heavy breathing.

Pedri held your face with one hand now, looking into your eyes as he fucked you with a mixture of affection and delicious brutality.

“You feel it, ¿mh?” he teased, with that damn smile on his lips. “Me inside you, deep inside…”

“I feel everything, damn it…” you replied, grabbing his shoulders. “You’re so hot, Pedri…”

He moaned against your mouth, and kissed you again hard, his tongue invading your mouth at the same pace he invaded your body. You felt your climax approaching quickly, the pleasure building up in insane waves, each thrust hitting just the right spot.

" I'm going to cum with you, darling… — he growled in her ear, increasing the speed even more.

You grabbed his hair and moaned loudly, feeling your entire body tremble.

" That's it, come on with me... fuck."

And it was exactly at that moment — at the height of your excitement, in the most compromised position possible, with Pedri pounding deep inside you — that the door to the house was opened with force.

"¡PEDRI! Hemos llegado! ¡Trajimos a Fer!" (PEDRI! We've arrived! We brought Fer!)

Time stopped. You froze. Pedri widened his eyes, still inside you.

And the scene that followed was simply the nightmare of his life.

Pedri’s mother entered the room first. She let out a shrill scream, her horrified gaze locking on hers just as Pedri desperately tried to pull a pillow over you. But it was impossible to hide what they were doing—your body was still shaking from your orgasm, your legs were still spread wide, and Pedri… well, he was still inside you.

“¡MADRE DE DIOS!” the woman screamed, turning her face quickly. “IT CANNOT BE! ANTONIO, GET ME OUT OF HERE!" (MOTHER OF GOD!)

His father walked in seconds later and let out a dry, indignant:

“¡¿PERO QUÉ COÑO…?!” (WHAT THE FUCK…?!)

And then, Fer appeared behind them, looked at the scene with a mocking smile and said:

“Fuck, Pedri, not even to wait for them to leave, huh? That’s real love… or despair.”

You wanted to disappear. Vanish. Enter a time rift and never return.

You tried to pull something to cover your body, but Pedri was still literally stuck to you — which made everything even worse.

“For the love of God, get off me!” you whispered, pushing his chest, completely red, feeling the embarrassment hit you harder than any pleasure.

Pedri left carefully, still trying to cover you with the pillows while your mother shouted from afar:

“Get dressed! Let’s pretend this never happened! And you two, shame on you!”

“I won’t be able to look at your mother ever again,” you said, still trying to find your panties thrown somewhere in the room.

“She’ll get over it… one day. Maybe with therapy,” Pedri replied, still laughing, even though she was also dying of embarrassment.

“I’m not laughing, Pedri. I’m traumatized.”

“But it was delicious, wasn’t it?” He whispered naughtyly in her ear.

You slapped him. But even with your face on fire, you couldn't help but laugh.

" Idiot."

“You idiot.”

And there you two went, dragging yourselves around the house in silence, trying to regain your lost dignity between the sofa cushions.

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

[vintagebishx]

DOWN BAD marc guiu

pairings: marc guiu x fem!reader

summary: IN WHICH, marc is down bad…

warnings: swearing, nothing major!

face claim: rubi rose

@ʀɪʏᴀʜᴅᴀɢ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴘᴏꜱᴛᴇᴅ!

riyahdag

liked by alabamabarker, marcguiu9, and 802,389 others

riyahdag who you wish you were…

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alabamabarker girllll😍

↳ riyahdag ❤️

user08 this girl is a different kind of fine bro

user06 riyah just gimme ONE chance😩

sexyyred bae fine asf😮‍💨

↳ riyahdag i love u🥹

user23 one sniff is all i need🙏🙏🙏🙏

liked by riyahdag

↳ riyahdag yo this is CRAZY💀💀

user87 she aight ig, low-key mid…

↳ riyahdag just like ya mama

marcsgirlx we see you marc🌚

↳ user56 fr he think he slickkkk

↳ user78 it’s just a like??? shut up…

kylianmbappe france misses you riri🤍

↳riyahdag i’ll be back so ky😘

user64 she knows kylian?

↳ user47 mhm, she used to visit her dad

in france all the time when younger

@ʀɪʏᴀʜᴅᴀɢ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴘᴏꜱᴛᴇᴅ!

riyahdag

liked by marsaimartin, nickiminaj, marcguiu9, and 1,056, 976 others

riyahdag “mama you pretty wit no makeup” 😘

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user53 i need her so bad it’s not funny no more

user27 i’d let her spit in my mouth…

ayatanjali sisterrr😩

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user64 i just let out the loudest moan btw

barcagirl_ marc isn’t trying to hide it anymore

↳ user34 it’s sooo obvious he wants her

↳ user65 he’s always in her likes too!!!

user84 i lowkey ship her and marc

↳ user49 tbh who doesn’t atp they would

be soooo hot together

↳ user59 i agreeeee

kylianmbappe 😍

↳ riyahdag 😉❤️

user61 y’all her and marc will NEVER happen

↳ user76 bitch how do you know that…

↳ user61 bcs she doesn’t even follow him

back i don’t even think she’s aware of

his existence🌚🌚

kyliejenner prettiest girl in the world

↳ riyahdag *you are!!!

marcguiu9 😍

↳ user87 WHAT…

↳ barcagirlie i told y’all🤦🏽‍♀️

↳ marcsgf MARC GET OUT

↳ user75 my brain can’t function

pedri hate club

(ig messages)

pedri

kys

seen by all at 19:03

today

 marcguiu9

↳ sent a post by riyahdag

i can’t take it anymore

i need her so bad

she’s so beautiful

_ferminlopez

damn

who is that😮‍💨

marcguiu9

my future wife:)

hctorforrt_

🌚🌚

she’s bad

lamineyamal

i want herrr😩

marcguiu9

↳ lamineyamal: i want herrr😩

its past your bedtime…

lamineyamal

funny

just message her

you have a big following i’m sure she will reply

pedri

or not😄

pablogavi

so negative😟

don’t deflate his hopes

marcguiu9

it’s what he’s best at

and i am NOT messaging her😹😹

joaofelix79

why not????

pedri

because he’s 🐈‍⬛

marcguiu9

↳ joaofelix79: why not????

bro where tf did you come from

and because she’s too fine for me😩

and she’s american it just won’t work

with distance

paucubarsi

i thought she was dating mbappe🤨

marcguiu9

WHAT???

paucubarsi

he’s always commenting on her posts

but idk don’t take it from me🤷‍♂️

marcguiu9

i can’t breath

 bro i fumbled😞

hctorforrt_

there was nothing TO fumble🌚🌚

you have never talked to her.

lamineyamal

like i said

JUST MESSAGE HER.

marcguiu9

i definitely can’t message her now

we are playing madrid in two days

i can’t message his gf and play against him…

lamineyamal

says who😏

paucubarsi

you need help.

marcguiu9

immediately too…

pablogavi

↳ marcguiu9: i can’t message his gf and play against him…

what????

that is not his gf

they are just childhood friends, they visit each other from time to time

_ferminlopez

i just walked into marc’s house

he’s smiling like crazy at his phone

😂 reacted by all

BIG RIRI 🐈‍⬛. Follow

@riyahdag

who tf is “marc” and why y’all keep bringing him up in my comments???🤨

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AUTHOR SPEAKS!

i hate that tumblr only lets you add 10 pictures🌚

[gavisfanta]

PARIS - PEDRI

summary: youre pedris gf and are traveling with him for the psg game

a/n: im sorry but these are so fun to make 😭

@yourinsta

i was reading on the plane, second pic is what I was reading, third pic is me sleeping (no clickbait)

liked by pedri, menshealth and 1,729,542 others.

pedri: ...

random: LMAOOOOO NOT PEDRI

menshealth: best book on the planet 💪💪💪

random: is she traveling with barca to paris?

random: ig so

random: this is so mean actually

random: cry about it

random: frrrr

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@yourinsta

@mikkykiemeney (my love) and me enjoying our love in the city of love, dont know who the third guy is, he randomly photo bombed us

liked by pedri, mikkykiemeney and 2,668,018 others.

pedri: babe.... stop these photos.....

random: LMAOOOO

random: why are they in paris?

random: love the duoooo 🫶🏻🫶🏻

random: PUTA BARCA

mikkykiemeny: Mi amor ❤️❤️❤️❤️

pablogavi: that guy on the third pic be looking hot who is that

random: lets gooo we're gonna beat psg

random: PEDRI IS SO FINEEE

feeeeeeeerrrrrrr: you cut me out of the picture😞😞😞

random: LETS COOK DEMBELE

fcbarcelona: always with us 🫶🏻❤️

raphinha: i think the guy on the third picture is the pilot of the plane

random: why is she so mean

random: i love you for doing Pedri dirty

frenkiedejong: our women got stolen

pedri: justice for us

-

@yourinsta

knew that paris copied us

liked by pedri, jkeey4 and 2,183,017 othes.

pedri: 😍😍😍

random: so prettyyyy

siramartinezc: welcome home 😁😁

random: LMAOOOOO WHAT

random: Why she so funny

@yourinsta

VAMOSSSS

liked by pedri, mikkykiemeney and 1,991,772 others.

comments have been limited...

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@yourinsta

pov: you just gave the most jaw dropping assist but you gotta play it off cool

liked by pedri, fcbarcelona and 1,629,991 others.

random: Hala Madrid

pedri: ❤️❤️

frenkiedejong: hey thats me!!

fcbarcelona: Our magicians 🎩 🫶🏻

mikkykiemeney: our one night stands😝😝

yourinsta: frrrr

pedri: babe seriously.

frenkiedejong: hey....

random: the pic of pedri lmaoo

random: Psg easy winn barca no chance

random: we finally have them back

random: Pedri is so fineeeeee

pablogavi: When do i get my appreciation post????

yourinsta: as soon as you play, promise

pablogavi: easy game

-

@yourinsta

and my man, thank you to my man 😘❤️

liked by pedri, mikkykiemeney and 2,729,681 others.

pedri: de nada amor ❤️

random: AAAA

random: the flowers. im dying.

random: im actually so jealous.

pablogavi: fine i mean i can be your passanger princess too

random: actually that car is so cool

random: how to sign up to be pedris girlfriend

random: REALLL

random:

ferrantorres: and again i get no credit for heloing him with the flowers

pedri: cr to ferran

yourinsta: ferran you only think about yourself

pedri: yes ferran think about others too

ferrantorres: what....

pedri: you egoistic.

yourinsta: HAHAHAH

random: shes allowed to drive his car.... 😞

-

@yourinsta

hot girls support red bull, anyways MAX FOR THE WIN. HE HAS DONE IT AGAIN.

liked by pedri, maxverstappen1 and 2,829,729 others.

random: why she just spawning everywhere

random: whats max doing here

random: YESSS MAX THE GOATT

pedri: hot guys get forced to support red bull because of their girlfriends

random: LOOOL WHAT

random: Shes so iconic

random: Ferrari deserved the podium

random: not our fault if they cant build cars

random: ateee

random: lewis for the win

-

@yourinsta

car appreciation post (plus the man driving it)

liked by pedri, mikkykiemeney and 982,829 others.

pedri: ❤️❤️

yourinsta: dry ass comment

pablogavi: damn

pedri: my bad, i love you my wonderful girlfriend the love of my life please marry me in that car

yourinsta: okay!! 😁😁🥰🥰❤️❤️

random: i want pedri as a boyfriend

random: awww the flowers

random: I would do anything to have a car like that

pablogavi: always flexing that damn car

yourinsta: gotta do what you gotta do 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

random: PEDRI IN A SUIT?

[silentnights-stuff]

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

Author’s Note:

Thank you all so much for the love and support of my writing! I’m really grateful.

I just wanted to let you know that I’m not completely done with this story yet, so I’ll be sharing it part by part. Since my end-semester exams are coming up, this will be the last update for now. But don’t worry—I’ll be posting Part 3 on April 15!

Once again, thank you for all the love. Now, here’s Part 2—I hope you enjoy reading it!

⌗ Across the Fence𓂃 ࣪˖ ᥫ᭡.

Pedri gonzalez × fem!reader

Part-2

Masterlist

Warnings: Alcohol consumption, underage drinking, intoxicated behaviour, slight language, tipsy confessions, Pedri struggling (as usual), Gabi being an absolute menace, and way too much secondhand embarrassment.

Word count: 4968

Tagged: @moonvr Let me know if you want to be added to the tag list!

Note: This playlist kept me inspired while writing! If you're starting Part 2, hit play on Stuck with You for the perfect soundtrack.

Gabi felt like she had been losing her mind for a while and being delusional about Pedri. She was dejected, confused, and maybe even overthinking things way too much. And the worst part? Sofía seemed just as lost. Like—How could she be wrong? Or were both of them just spiralling over nothing?

That stupid joke was what finally snapped Gabi out of her habit of regretting being born over every minor inconvenience. In an attempt to cheer her up, Sofía invited her to a house party hosted by Xabier the captain of the basketball team.

Gabi hesitated. She wasn’t exactly the party type. She couldn’t even use the classic “my parents won’t allow me” excuse because Sofía knew damn well that her parents were the exact opposite—they’d beg her to go out. Her dad always said, "Enjoy while you can because when responsibility hits, it breaks your back.”

But still… why would she leave the comfort of her warm bed, her stash of late-night snacks, and The Originals on Netflix?

Not to mention, she had to keep those snacks hidden from Pedri, that menace, who would eat the whole packet and then complain about how bad the ingredients were—like he was some kind of MasterChef.

One time, during a sleepover, she woke up to the sound of rustling. Immediately sitting up, her messy hair sticking out in every direction, she hesitantly reached for her night lamp.

And there he was.

Pedri, shamelessly eating Flamin’ Hot Tex-Mex Doritos with Fanta Limón. When he noticed her staring, he dared to just smile and say,

"I didn’t know you kept your hidden snack stash in your second laundry bag under the bed. Nice spot, by the way. But now you need to find a different one."

She threw a pillow at his head.

_________

On the way to the chemistry lab, Sofía was still begging her to come to the party. She went on and on about how fun it would be—getting dressed up, putting on makeup, and escaping from the suffocating schoolwork and high-grading system trauma. It sounded nice. But Gabi wasn’t about to say that out loud.

Instead, as they walked down the hallway, she tried negotiating. “How about instead of that loud, sweaty party, you come over for an Originals Season 4 marathon?”

Sofía declined. Obviously.

Meanwhile, Pedri, who had successfully ditched physics class after convincing his teacher he’d “be back in five minutes,” was wandering the halls. He spotted Gavi and Sofía ahead and made his way toward them, but before he could reach them, he overheard their conversation.

A house party?

Oh, he knew Gabi would do anything to avoid going.

Grinning to himself, he made his presence very clear by wrapping her in a headlock out of nowhere.

Her immediate response?

She bit his bicep.

"OH MY GOD, SOFÍA, THIS FREAK—I'm telling you, she's the next Jeffrey Dahmer!" Pedri yelped, dramatically pulling away.

"Shut the fuck up, Pedri," Gabi deadpanned.

"So, Hamster, why aren’t you going to the party?" he asked, smirking.

She opened her mouth to answer, but Pedri—being Pedri—cut her off.

"Sorry, let me stop you right there before you give me that boring ass speech about your undying love for Niklaus Mikaelson. You already made me watch Season 4 last week, Missy. So, no excuses. You’re coming with Sofía, and if you refuse, I will get my boys from the football team, and we will carry you there in a celebratory lift."

She gawked at him, horrified.

Because she knew he wasn’t joking.

He had done it before.

On his birthday, she had ignored his backyard party because they had fought the day before. So what did he do? He and his friends dragged her out of her room—still in her pyjamas—so she’d be the first person he fed his cake to.

"Okay, okay, for the love of God, don’t do that! I have two working legs, I can walk on my own. So piss off! And if I see you skipping physics one more time, I will tell your mom."

Pedri just grinned. "Yes, love, do whatever the hell you want—as long as you come to the party."

With two fingers to his temple, he gave her a mock salute. "Signing off."

Then, just before walking away, Sofía called after him, "Pedri, you’re the best! Thanks for helping me drag Hamster out of her hole!"

Gabi smacked her forearm.

______

After that hectic school schedule, Gabi and Sofía barely had time to breathe before jumping straight into party prep mode.

From taking ridiculously long showers to playing dress-up with every possible outfit combination, the process was nothing short of a mess. They couldn’t decide what to wear, going back and forth between casual and elegant, heels or sneakers, before finally settling on something in between.

Between all that, they still managed to stuff their faces with bocadillos and pastries they’d picked up on their way home from school.

Since the party was near Gabi’s place, she had invited Sofía over to get dressed together. Sofía, of course, gladly agreed.

Gabi stood in front of the mirror, tugging at the hem of her white tank top while Sofía rummaged through a pile of clothes on the bed.

"You're seriously wearing that jacket?" Sofía asked, glancing up with an amused smirk.

Gabi shrugged, slipping her arms into the oversized varsity jacket. The black and beige fabric swallowed her frame, the sleeves hanging past her wrists. "It’s a house party, not prom," she said, adjusting the collar. "Besides, it looks good."

Sofía rolled her eyes. "Yeah, if you’re trying to look like you just stole it from someone’s boyfriend."

Gabi laughed, shoving her playfully before grabbing her black shorts from the bed. She slid them on with ease, the hem barely peeking out beneath the jacket. She paired them with thick white socks, scrunched perfectly around her ankles, and the chunky blue sneakers she had been obsessed with lately. She adjusted her accessories—a layered chain necklace catching the light as she ran her fingers through her hair.

Meanwhile, Sofía tossed aside a few options before finally settling on her signature look—edgy, sleek, and just the right amount of effortless cool. She slipped on a fitted black crop top that hugged her curves, pairing it with high-waisted, shredded denim shorts that barely skimmed her thighs. The frayed edges gave just the right amount of "don’t care" energy. Over it, she draped an oversized black leather jacket, the glossy material catching the light as she smoothed it over her shoulders.

She sat on the bed for a moment, adjusting the strap of her black chain-strap purse before standing up to fix her hair in the mirror.

"You look like you're about to ignore every guy who tries to talk to you," Sofía teased, eyeing Gabi’s outfit with a smirk.

"That’s the point," Gabi shot back, matching her energy.

Sofía grabbed her phone, giving Gabi a knowing look. “Well, at least you won’t be the only one.”

They met eyes in the mirror, their contrasting styles blending perfectly—Gabi’s sporty, laid-back cool and Sofía’s sharp, street-style edge. Different looks, same energy. The party didn’t stand a chance.

"Alright," Gabi smirked, flipping her hair back. "Let’s make this party worth our time."

By the time they were finally ready, it was already 8:00 PM. They packed their purses with the essentials—lip gloss, extra hair ties, gum, and (of course) an emergency snack—before heading downstairs.

As they descended the staircase, Gabi spotted her parents preparing dinner in the kitchen.

"Mom, I’m heading out with Sofía to a house party."

Without even looking up, her mom casually replied, "I know. Pedri stopped by earlier and told me that if you tried backing out, I should call him."

Gabi froze.

"That little shit—" she muttered under her breath. "I swear, I’m putting holes in his body with my heels tonight."

Her dad chuckled from the kitchen. "Good luck with that, Gabi. Have fun, but not too much. And stay safe. If you're going to be out past 11 PM, tell Pedri to drop you off at our door."

Gabi sighed, already regretting her life choices. "Yes, sir."

_______

Pedri had already left earlier with his football teammates to help the basketball team set up for the party. They were all good friends, always supporting each other, whether on the field or off. It was an unspoken rule—when one team needed help, the other stepped up. Tonight was no different. The football players had taken charge of arranging the speakers, setting up the lights, and making sure everything was in place before the crowd arrived.

By the time Gabi and Sofía reached the party, the place was already alive—music blasting, laughter echoing, and the thick scent of alcohol and smoke clinging to the humid air. As they stepped into the chaos, the overwhelming mix of sweat, liquor, and something sharper—weed—wrapped around them like an intoxicating fog. The bass thumped through the wooden floors, rattling the walls, each beat vibrating through their bodies.

It was already 8:40, and the house was overflowing with people, a restless, pulsing sea of bodies—some swaying to the music, others huddled in corners, red plastic cups clutched in their hands. Laughter spilled from every direction, high-pitched and reckless, while shadows flickered under neon lights, illuminating flashes of faces, drinks sloshing over the edges of cups, and cigarette smoke curling lazily through the air. The night was in full swing, and Gabi and Sofía had just stepped into the heart of it.

As they pushed through the sea of drunken bodies, Gabi’s eyes darted around, scanning the faces. Pedri wasn’t here. She didn’t expect to see him right away, but that didn’t stop the tiny, ridiculous pang of disappointment from gnawing at her chest.

They wove through the crowd; she followed Sofía, who was already scanning the crowd for one person—Cubarsí, a defender on the football team alongside Pedri. The party swirled around them—strangers brushing past, the smell of tequila sharp in the air, the occasional flash of a phone camera capturing the night in blurry, golden-filtered memories.

It didn’t take long to find him. He was by the pool, sitting on the edge, his feet dangling over the water, a drink in his hand. A group of football players surrounded him, their laughter ringing loudly over the music. They were playing Never Have I Ever, their drinks sloshing each time someone took a shot.

Before Gabi could react, Sofía was pulled into a bear hug, Cubarsí’s arms wrapping tightly around her waist before pressing a soft, lingering kiss to her forehead. "You made it," he murmured, his voice lazy with amusement.

Gabi hesitated at the edge of the group. She could feel the warmth from the pool reflecting against her skin and could hear the way the ice clinked against glass bottles. But her mind was elsewhere.

Where was Pedri?

She turned toward Eric, one of the midfielders, who was sitting beside her.

“Have you guys seen Pedri?” she asked, trying to keep her voice casual.

Eric furrowed his brows, thinking. "Yeah, he was here… maybe an hour ago? Talking to some guy. Why? You need something? I can go find him if you want."

Gabi shook her head, forcing a small smile. "No, it’s fine. I’ll just join you guys."

They shuffled over, making space for her in the circle. Someone handed her a drink, but she barely touched it.

The game resumed. The bottle of Absolut Vodka sat in the centre of them, the dim glow of the pool lights reflecting off the glass. The rules were simple—if you had done it, you drank.

Cubarsí smirked, glancing at Sofía before throwing out the first question. “Never have I ever… had a friend with benefits.”

Sofía rolled her eyes but took a shot.

Marc followed. Then Ferran, Fermín, and Gerard.

To save his ass, Cubarsí, after downing his shot, quickly added, "But she’s my girlfriend now." His attempt at damage control earned a round of laughter, while Sofía playfully smacked his arm.

Only Gabi, Jules, and Gavi remained sober for that question.

It was Gavi’s turn next. He leaned back slightly, a mischievous smirk tugging at his lips as he threw out his question:

"Never have I ever… had a dirty dream about someone unexpected while dating someone else."

A brief pause.

Sofía and Cubarsí answered in unison, "Never."

But across the circle, Marc, Ferran, Fermín, Jules, and Gerard exchanged guilty looks before silently lifting their drinks and taking a shot.

Gabi, on the other hand, stayed still, fingers wrapped around her untouched cup. She had never thought of anyone like that—not unexpectedly, not while dating someone. The idea felt foreign, almost absurd.

And yet, as the game continued and the shots kept coming, a strange weight settled in her chest. She was still sober. Too sober.

The questions kept rolling in—some ridiculous, some scandalous, and others downright shameless. The circle of football players and their friends was caught between bursts of laughter and the burn of alcohol, each shot tipping them further into reckless territory.

“Never have I ever… watched Game of Thrones just for the steamy scenes.”

Without hesitation, nearly everyone lifted their drinks and took a shot.

Except Gabi.

Ferran, already a little loose from the alcohol, turned toward her with a teasing grin. “Gabi babe, you’ve watched Game of Thrones, right? You never just… rewatched the spicy scenes?”

Gabi smirked, unfazed. “I watched it with Pedri. But no, never.”

That earned a round of drunken laughter, the group hollering at her answer. “Pedri’s too serious for that,” Marc joked, shaking his head.

The game pressed on, the questions diving deeper into scandal.

Never have I ever… had a rebound hookup.

Never have I ever… said “I love you” just to hook up with someone.

Never have I ever… undressed while my partner was in a Zoom meeting.

Never have I ever… joined OnlyFans.

Never have I ever… hooked up with someone without them knowing my real name.

Never have I ever… sent my partner a spicy picture while they were in class.

Never have I ever… fantasized about a stranger I saw just once.

With each question, the sound of glasses clinking filled the air, the vodka bottle dwindling with every passing round.

Gabi?

She had only taken a few sips here and there—four shots, at most.

Safe ones.

Never have I ever… accidentally burned something while cooking.

Never have I ever… accidentally sent a text to the wrong person.

Never have I ever… pretended to know someone I didn’t.

Other than that, she remained mostly sober, watching as everyone around her drifted further into intoxication.

And still—Pedri was nowhere to be seen.

The laughter around her started to sound distant like she was hearing it from underwater. Muffled voices. Blurred faces.

These were people her age—laughing, drinking, making memories. Living.

And she?

She was always buried under textbooks, drowning in assignments, chasing deadlines like they were the only thing that mattered.

But these people—they had the same workload. The same deadlines.

So why was she the only one missing out?

She knew why.

Because she was the problem.

Because she was too scared to step out of her comfort zone.

Because every time someone tried to pull her into the world beyond her perfectly controlled bubble—she pushed them away.

Even Pedri.

He tried. Again and again. Sometimes, he succeeded. But only 20% of the time. The other 80%? She shut him out, afraid of what might happen if she let herself be reckless.

But right now—reckless didn’t seem so bad.

Before she could stop herself, she reached forward, snatching the bottle from Cubarsí’s hands. The murmurs of protest barely registered in her mind as she tipped her head back, the burn of Absolut Vodka sliding down her throat like water.

Someone tried to grab it from her.

Of course, they did.

They were all scared of Pedri. They knew if he walked in and saw her like this, hell would break loose.

Pedri was always calm. Collected. In control. The kind of person who never lost his cool, no matter the situation.

But when he got mad?

He was war itself.

And right now?

Gabi didn’t care.

He wasn’t even here.

______

Pedri was out with Xabier, Dani, and Frenkie, making a last-minute booze run after the party started running low. The nearest grocery store had already closed, forcing them to find another supermarket, which took longer than expected. Xabier and Dani, armed with fake IDs, handled the beer and vodka, while Pedri waited impatiently for them to check out.

Just as they finished paying, his phone buzzed. Ferran. Pedri accepted the call, pressing the phone to his ear.

"So, how’s everything going over there?"

Ferran’s voice came through, rushed and panicked. "Pedri, bro, I need to tell you something—just don’t get mad, okay?"

Pedri frowned, his grip tightening on the phone. "I can’t promise you anything. That depends on what you're about to say."

"Okay, just… don’t freak out. It’s Gabi—"

Pedri cut him off mid-sentence, his stomach dropping. "What the fuck do you mean, ‘it’s Gabi’? What happened to her?!"

"No, no, nothing happened to her—just listen to me first!" Ferran rushed to explain. "She got drunk."

Pedri’s jaw clenched. "Who made her drink?"

"It wasn’t us!" Ferran insisted. "She was playing Never Have I Ever with us, and she only took four shots. But then… she snatched the bottle out of Cubarsí’s hand and downed half of it."

At this point, Pedri was fuming. His pulse pounded in his ears.

"I don’t care who did what—I asked you to take care of her until I got back!" He ran a frustrated hand through his hair. "Oh my fucking god. Listen, don’t let her go anywhere. Keep her with you. We’re on our way."

He hung up without another word, already heading for the car.

The drive back to the party felt endless. Pedri sat in the backseat, his knee bouncing restlessly, fingers drumming against his thigh. Every second that passed made his chest feel tighter.

Xabier, seated beside him, finally broke the silence. “So… your girl got drunk?”

Pedri barely glanced up. “Yup.”

Xabier chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. “She’ll be fine, man.”

“Not until I see it for myself.” Pedri’s voice was sharp, his frustration barely contained.

Xabier raised his hands in surrender. “Okay, okay. Chill. If you want, you can use the guest room upstairs—second floor. I’ll get you the keys. Once she’s calmed down, then you can take her home.”

Pedri exhaled, nodding.

“Besides,” Xabier added with a smirk, “you don’t drink, so at least someone is responsible tonight.”

Pedri wasn’t in the mood to joke. He leaned forward, his voice urgent. “Can’t you drive any faster, Dani?”

The driver, unfazed, sighed. “I’m a man, stop yelling.”

“We know you’re worried,” Xabier said, shaking his head. “But relax. The others are with her.”

Pedri knew that. He knew she wasn’t alone. But his mind wouldn’t stop racing until he saw Gabi himself. Until he knew she was okay.

And right now, the car still wasn’t moving fast enough.

______

The moment the car stopped in front of the house, Pedri was out before anyone else could react. He barely registered the cool night air or the muffled bass of the music vibrating through the walls. His only thought was her.

The house was packed, bodies moving in every direction, but it didn’t matter. Pedri pushed through without hesitation, barely sparing a glance at anyone in his way. He’d deal with Gavi and Cubarsí tomorrow—right now, Gabi was all he cared about.

And then he saw her.

She was in the centre of the room, completely lost in the music. The dim lights flickered across her skin like fireflies, and the way she moved—effortless, free, glowing—it was like the world itself was dancing with her.

Sofía twirled her, and Gabi let out a bright laugh, head tipping back as her hair fanned around her. Every move was instinctive like the beat was woven into her veins. Cubarsí, Marc, Ferran, Fermín, Jules, and Gavi stood around them, not just dancing, but protecting her—forming an invisible barrier so no one could get too close.

Pedri stopped for a second, breath caught in his throat.

She was enchanting. The way her body swayed, the way her eyes sparkled, the way her laughter melted into the melody—she was a sight he could never look away from.

For the first time in his life, Pedri thought maybe alcohol wasn’t such a bad thing.

He took a step forward, weaving through the crowd. Just as he reached her, she turned, her hair flying—smacking him lightly in the face. He barely reacted. His hand instinctively found her shoulder, turning her toward him.

And then she saw him.

Her face lit up like she was the moon in his night sky.

Without hesitation, she wrapped her arms around his neck, locking her fingers together behind him. “Where were you?” she pouted. “I was so disappointed not to see you.”

Pedri exhaled, his hands resting at her waist. “I’m sorry, Hamster. I wasn’t here—I went out to buy some booze.”

Gabi blinked, processing that information. “Oh.” Then, without missing a beat, she grabbed his hand, dragging him to dance with her.

Pedri let her. His grip on her waist tightened as they moved together, bodies swaying in sync with the music.

He leaned in slightly. “Are you having fun?”

“Yup, it’s really exciting to be here! I’m loving it!” Gabi exclaimed, swaying happily to the music. Then she paused, squinting up at Pedri with a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Buuuut… you won’t be mad at me if I tell you a little secret, right?”

Pedri couldn’t stop looking at her. There was something so innocent about her in this moment, despite the absolute chaos she caused. He could pretend to be mad, but it would be a miserable attempt.

He smirked, tilting his head slightly. “Gabi, you know you can tell me anything. You’re the last person on earth I’d ever get mad at.” His voice softened. “Go ahead, love.”

Gabi gasped dramatically, clutching onto his black Valentino bomber jacket like he was her lifeline. Then she pulled herself up, so close he could feel her breath against his skin as she whispered in his ear.

“You know…” she giggled, gripping him tighter, “I drank half a bottle of Absolut.” She pulled back, wide-eyed. “But you don’t get to tell anyone.”

Pedri was struggling. Not because of what she said—honestly, that was expected—but because of the way she had leaned in, her lips grazing his ear, sending goosebumps down his entire body. And as if that wasn’t enough to destroy him, the next thing he knew—

Soft lips pressed against his cheek.

Gabi kissed him.

Pedri froze. Completely starstruck, his mind short-circuiting while she just… casually pulled away, completely unaware of the damage she just caused.

And then, as if she hadn’t just ruined him, she grinned. “Heard you bought more vodka! I’m gonna go get some!”

And just like that—before Pedri could even react—she disappeared into the crowd, vanishing into the neon lights and smoke like she was never even there.

Pedri stood there, absolutely shell-shocked, his cheek still tingling from where Gabi had kissed him. The bass of the music vibrated through the floor, and people moved around him, but he felt nothing. Heard nothing.

Because what the hell just happened?

One second, she was whispering in his ear, driving him insane, and the next—she kissed him, dropped a bomb about drinking half a bottle of vodka, and then vanished into the party like some kind of drunken magician.

Absolutely not.

There was no way he was letting her disappear into this chaos when she was already drunk out of her mind.

His chest felt tight as his eyes swept across the crowded room, his pulse pounding in his ears. The flashing neon lights did nothing to help—colors blurring, people shifting—but finally, finally, he spotted her.

By the drinks table.

Gabi stood there, staring at a bottle of vodka as if she were mentally trying to get it to open by itself. Her brows furrowed in d,eep concentration, lips pursed slightly, fingers hovering near the cap—but she wasn’t actually touching it.

Pedri exhaled sharply, dragging a hand down his face.

For fuck’s sake.

Without another thought, heand moved, cutting through the crowd with practiced ease, zeroing in on her like a man on a mission.

Just as Gabi finally reached for the bottle, Pedri snatched it away.

"Nope."

A dramatic ga asp.

Gabi spun around, offended like he had just stolen her firstborn child.

“Hey!” she cried, eyes wide. “Thass mine!”

Pedri raised an eyebrow. “Yours?”

“Yes,” she huffed, crossing her arms. Or, well—trying to. Her movements were loose, uncoordinated, as if even her own body wasn’t sure what it was doing. “I claimed it.”

Pedri let out a breathy laugh. “Oh, did you?”

“Yes.” She nodded so seriously—like she was delivering royal decree. Then, she poked his chest, her finger pressing against the fabric of his hoodie with great effort. “And you, sir, are stealing.”

Pedri leaned down slightly, leveling her with a look. “Gabi, you’ve already had half a bottle. I think that’s enough for one night, don’t you?”

She squinted up at him. “Pedri, sweetheart, my love—”

Oh, fuck.

He was in trouble.

“—I’m not even drunk.”

Pedri just stared at her. “Oh? You’re not?”

“Nope.” She popped the ‘p’ dramatically, swaying slightly. “M’ perfectly fine.”

Pedri tilted his head, amusement creeping into his voice. “Then what’s seven times eight?”

Gabi gasped.

Her entire body stiffened, eyes going huge with genuine betrayal.

She staggered back a step, clutching her chest as if he had just stabbed her.

“How dare you?” she whispered, voice full of pure devastation.

Pedri bit the inside of his cheek, fighting a laugh.

Her lips parted, her expression twisting into something dramatic as she looked at him like he was some traitorous villain. “What kind of best friend tests his friends like that?”

Pedri exhaled sharply. “Gabi—”

“Math, Pedri?” She pointed an accusatory finger at him, stumbling slightly as she stepped closer. “You would really do that to me?”

“I can’t believe this.” She threw her hands up, completely ignoring the way she almost smacked someone passing by. “I thought we had trust!”

Gabi gasped, her eyes going comically wide as she swayed on her feet, pointing an accusing finger at Pedri. “You—” she hiccuped, brows furrowing in intense concentration, “—are no fun.”

Pedri let out a slow breath, his grip tightening on the vodka bottle as she made yet another attempt to grab it. Her fingers barely grazed the glass before he pulled it further away, holding it above her reach like she was some kind of feral child.

“Gabi,” he said, voice laced with exhaustion, “you’re drunk.”

“No, you’re drunk,” she snapped back without thinking, blinking up at him like she had just delivered the perfect comeback.

Pedri raised an eyebrow. “I don’t drink.”

“Exactly!” she exclaimed, throwing her hands up like she had just proven some groundbreaking theory. “How would you even know what too drunk is, huh? HUH, PEDRO?”

Pedri closed his eyes for a brief second. Deep breaths. Patience.

“That’s not my name.”

“Yes, it is,” she huffed, swaying slightly as she reached for the bottle again. “And I—” another hiccup, “—demand you return what is rightfully mine.”

Pedri leaned back, holding the bottle further out of her reach. “Not happening, Hamster.”

“PEDRI,” she whined, stomping her foot like a frustrated child. “Give. Me. The. Vodka.”

He looked at her flatly. “No.”

“Why are you like this?” she groaned, throwing her hands up dramatically. “Who made you this boring?”

“I’m not boring,” he said with a sigh. “I’m just responsible.”

Gabi let out a loud, exaggerated scoff. “That’s literally the same thing.”

Pedri rubbed a hand down his face. “Gabi—”

She suddenly gasped, stumbling forward as she gripped onto his hoodie like she had just discovered the biggest scandal of the century.

“Oh my God.”

Pedri tensed. “What now?”

“YOU JUST LOVE CONTROLLING ME, DON’T YOU?”

Pedri blinked. “What?”

Gabi nodded aggressively, wobbling in place. “First, you tell me not to drink—”

“Because you had half a bottle—”

“Then, you tell me what to do—”

“Because you tried to climb the kitchen counter—”

“And now, you’re stealing from me.” She gasped, stepping back like she had just uncovered some grand betrayal. “You’re a thief, Pedri!”

Pedri let out a slow, tired exhale. “I swear to God, Gabi—”

“LET GO OF MY BOTTLE RIGHT FUCKING NOW, PEDRO!”

And that was it.

That was his final straw.

Pedri moved before she could react, grabbing her by the waist and effortlessly flipping her over his shoulder like she weighed nothing.

A shriek.

A loud one.

“PEDRI, PUT ME DOWN, YOU TRAITOR!”

“Nope.”

“YOU CAN’T JUST KIDNAP ME!”

“I literally can.”

“THIS IS ILLEGAL!”

Pedri barely spared her a glance as he adjusted his grip, making sure she wouldn’t slip. “Sue me.”

“I WILL!”

“No, you won’t.”

Gabi huffed dramatically, her arms crossed even though she was dangling upside down. “I hate you.”

Pedri smirked, making his way toward the stairs. “No, you don’t.”

“...I do.”

“Sure, Hamster.”

“You are officially my enemy.”

“Mmmhmm.”

“I’m never talking to you again.”

Pedri let out a breathy chuckle. “Can’t wait for that.”

Gabi gasped, smacking his back. “PEDRI!”

Pedri just shook his head, grinning as he carried her up the stairs, her drunken protests echoing through the hallway.

This girl.

She was actually going to be the death of him.

──── ୨୧ ────

Part-3

[barcaluvv]

Apocalypse Hector fort x reader requested (next story pedri)

You were always the girl who no one payed attention to, you would just sit in the back of the class chattering on your notebooks and listening to music. That fact didn't really bother you because you liked having a peaceful mind.

You had chemistry class, you were actually pretty good in it, everything felt so well until your teacher decided to put you in a project of two. And there was he, the play boy of the school just casually sitting not expecting he would be paired up with you. When the teacher announced it, one of his friends whispered to him "interesting..." right after hearing your name. You hated it, you hated him cause he always played with feelings of other girls and he is really an immature guy, i mean that's still what you thought.

when class ended, you headed home, and on your way out of the classroom, you immediately felt a hot breath that pinned you to the locker, saying "Here's my address, and you better show up, was I clear enough?" he chucked "that's what i thought" before he left he gave a stare, right into your eyes, making his hand go through your hair. Before anything he turned around and said "Dress up nicely for me hermosa" laughing his way through the school door.

He left you stunned, you didn't move an inch realising what kind of control he has over you just by leaning you in. Damn what a flabbergasting moment you said to yourself without any doubt. Later that day, you packed your bag for the project, wore a nice piece of clothing and headed to his house. You knocked twice, moments after someone opened the door,and there he was, in a white tight undershirt, he dried the curls with a towel, threw it on the couch and said "You didn't break my word, come on in Princesa " he let you in first and looked you over from head to toe until you were sat.

you took out the books and you started to explain the project to him but he didn't listen to you he sat on the couch watching and not taking his eyes off your lips saying "Why would I do it myself when I have someone like you doing it for me"

Fine, if you dont get you ass up here right now im gonna leave you started to get up but he pulled you by your v dress "I'm not letting you go, you think i care about all this, i dragged you here cause" not finishing his own sentence he pulls you in, he was preparing you for a kiss but you started slowly moving away in awkwardness.

"Aw poor thing never kissed anyone before huh?" he teased you. "You can trust me okay? i know my ways with pretty girls like you"

Kissing you deeply, feeling hands on your neck adjusting your head.

"See, it's not that scary" he pulls away smirking his way to the other room.

[pablitogavii]

Hii, so I have this idea where the reader and pablo are secretly dating and she is perdis sister so one day she invites her Friends to a pool hang out and the reader was whearing a red little bikini not knowing that Pedri was also inviting his friends over. So when pedris friends see you they start making comments about how good the reader looks in the bikini and other stuff like that , and then Pablo started to get jalouse listening to his friends talk about his girl right in front of him.you can write the rest and in don’t mind if you change anything

Thank you❤️❤️

Best Friend's Little Sister Pt. 3

Pablo's POV

Another week have passed and we still haven't told Pedri that we are together. Whenever I think it's the right moment, something just comes up like trainings, a bad game or event. And I think I'm using all of that as an excuse cause I'm terrified of his reaction.

pedri: pool party at my house tonight. you coming?

I re-read that message over and over again knowing that she will be there..in a swimsuit nevertheless. And I am just supposed not to look at my own girlfriend? Ugh this will be torture!

pablo: yea sure. see ya

A few minutes before leaving the house, I checked Instagram seeing that she posted a new story. I opened it immediately feeling my swim trunks tighten at the sight of her...damn that bikini looked so perfect on her body.

y.n.bebe

ready for the pool party!

Yeah, she was ready alright..but not for the pool party but for mission 'torture your boyfriend when you know he can't react' little minx!

I sighed knowing that I had to take care of my newly acquired problem before leaving so I texted that i will be a few minutes late. Damn in bombon!

Your POV

You've noticed people starting to show up, both your and Pedri's friends but there was no sign of Pablo. Was he going to bail last minute?

"Hey, is Pablo coming?" you ask Pedri who accepted that the tow of you because closer friends since you called the truce not knowing you did a lot more than that ;)

"Yeah, said he is going to be late a few minutes" Pedri answered joining Raphina in the pool and you smirked taking your phone and going into your room to text your man.

amorcito: I'm waiting for you papito..where you at ;)

pablitoo: it's your fault i'm late amor! that bikini!!

amorcito: just for you papi ;)) hurry up!

You smirked proud of yourself before joining the others at the party and soon afterwards Pablo joined as well wearing sunglasses which made him look ahh that much more hot! This won't be easy!

The boys were sitting on their own by the bar while the girls spent their time at the pool chatting about newest gossip that didn't intrigue you much. All you could think about is Pablo shirtless at that bar and then an idea popped into your mind.

This was your party and as every good host, you should ask them if they wanted any drinks. Like his personal little bartender ;)

"Can I get you anything to drink chicos?" you walked to them when Pedri left inside for a moment standing right besides Pablo and placing your hand on his shoulder. He tensed up and you smirked looking around and taking what everyone was saying.

Some wanted another beer, others cocktails but Pablo was staying quiet with his jaw clenched probably too focused on your hand on his body. You were playing with fire but it was so fun!

"And what would you like? Hm?" you turned towards him slowly stroking his shoulder and he gave you a warning look saying another beer would be fine as you gave him a teasing smile.

"Coming right up!" you walked away swaying your hips on purpose just to torture him and it was certainly working.

Pablo's POV

My dick was painfully hard and it didn't help that she was purposefully messing with me with that 'drink order' she pulled a few minutes ago.

"Mierda! She is hot as fuck!" Ansu was first to say it and suddenly all the guys started to talk about her body, her hair, her smile, the things they would do..it made me go crazy!

"I would let her bring me drinks every day.." Ferran added and Pablo wished he can tell him to shut the fuck up right now. He was taken for god's sake!

"Hmm I would let her do more than that.." Balde smirked and everyone but me laughed which made them a bit confused.

You're talking about my girl, cabróns! is what was running through my mind but I could exactly say that, could I?

"You're talking about Pedri's little sister..." was what I said instead and they rolled their eyes saying that rule he made was stupid and wouldn't last. Little did they know that I already broke it..

"Here are your drinks chicos!" she came back and they were all eyeing her up and down obviously imagining what was hiding underneath that little bikini but I cut their show short grabbing her wrist and pulling her inside quickly.

"Ow! That hurts!" she said and my hold relaxed while we went into her room locking the door behind us. I need to control my anger now but it was so damn hard!

"What the hell do you think you are doing!?" I yelled and she raised her eyebrows at my little outburst. Ugh! She was driving me mad!

"I wanted to talk to you!" she spat back angrily while I ran my hand through my hair in frustration. This hiding and sneaking around was driving em insane and I was so sick of it!

"Baby what's wrong with you??" she walked to me placing her hand on my cheek and other one on my abs..I sighed in annoyance.

"They were talking about you amor in front of me..about things they wanted to do to you..to my girl! All because you are wearing that and acting all.." but I stopped myself when I saw that she was starting to get mad as well.

Your POV

I couldn't believe he was acting mad when all I wanted was HIS damn attention! I don't care what other players say or think! I wanted to be with him today because he is the only one I want!

"Acting like what!? I wore this for you cabrón! I wanted only your attention when I asked for drinks! Gosh! I even stood and touched your shoulder!" I was frustrated and he was quiet clenching his jawline repeatedly. This boy was driving me mad!

"But I can't enjoy you properly! Not when we are here and your brother is right outside! I have to sit and listen to everything my friend's want to do to you! I can't even kiss you!" Pablo yelled and you felt your eyes watering knowing that this secret was destroying all beautiful you had.

"Pablo.." you said but he just sighed saying he should go home not really in the mood for the party anymore. You rushed to stand in front of the door to block his exit.

"Please, Pablito don't go..I'm yours.." you snaked your arms around his shoulders playing with small hairs while he closed his eyes enjoying the sensation for a few moment..this was all her wanted since he came to the party..just to be with you!

"But I can't claim you out there..I can't shut them up my grabbing your ass and kissing those sweet lips of yours..I can't do that!" Pablo was mad and you were turned on blushing at his words while looking at his lips.

"But you can do that here papi.." you whisper and he clenched his jaw kissing your lips passionately while spanking your ass squeezing it roughly making you moan into his mouth.

After fifteen minutes of making out on your bed, you were on top of him pulling back and sitting up on his lap while he looked at you with a smirk on his face.

"Mm forget about their stupid comments, because you are the only one I would let do all those things to me..only you" you kissed his jaw to his lips before getting off and fixing your hair up.

Pablo's ego was certainly stroked and he got up as well going behind you and kissing your shoulder before fixing his own hair which you messed up badly during your make-out session.

"You ready to go back amor??" you asked and he pulled you closer again kissing your lips before nodding his head feeling much better.

"You go first..and um I'll wait for you in the pool to join me" you smirked and he did as well pecking your lips one more time before walking out and making sure nobody noticed he just walked out of your room.

Pablo's POV

I was in the good mood again knowing that all they can do is wish for what I have..she was mine!

"There you are hermano, everything good?" Pedri brought me back from my thoughts and I nodded knowing that I had to tell him soon, it was getting stupid to hide it any longer especially when I plan to have her be mine forever.

"Let's grab a beer" I suggested and he hugged my shoulder's walking towards the bar again. Pedri was a good friend, he will understand..right??

We both joined the rest of the guys who wouldn't dare talk those things in front of Pedri and I noticed her walking out as well winking at me while getting into the pool.

"It's hot. I'll go freshen up" I said after a few minutes leaving the boys who were busy talking about next games anyways getting into the pool meeting her gaze.

We were talking to each other and to anyone at distance we looked friendly, but the moment nobody else payed attention we went underneath water kissing passionately.

"We're crazy.." I said when we got up for air and she giggled with her red cheeks and sparkling eyes.

"Crazy in love.." she whispered to me before we both smiled at each other not caring how corny we became..from worst enemies..to biggest love story.

"I'm going to tell him.." I said and she looked at me with raised eyebrows not expecting those words to come out of my mouth so suddenly. But I was determined..I loved this girl..I will fight for her..and I will be honest with my best friend about it.

"Are you sure now is the right moment Pablito?" she asked me but I knew that never will be the right moment. We both left the pool and I sighed walking towards Pedri who was standing by the bar still with a beer in his hand. Here come nothing..

"Hermano..." I said and he turned and so did all the other guys who were standing there.

Oooo what will Pedri say??? Comment!

[milawritesstuff]

Hey babe, can you do childhood best friends to lovers please xx

A/N: Hope you guys like it. Also some visual representation ;)

Warnings: smut

•••

-Hola, tonto.- You say as Pedri opens the door to his home, taking you in for a quick hug. He rests his arms around you as he takes a quick smell of your hair and that shampoo you haven’t changed since the two of you were kids.

He smiles.

-I wasn’t sure if I was going to find you here or you were still going to be stuck in that hotel.- You joked about his latest scandal. He rolled his eyes and laughed. -You saw that? I don’t know what they’re going to come up with next.-

He moved over so you could walk in as he grabbed your luggage from your hand and pulled it inside for you.

-I don’t know why you don’t say something. You always let them make up their stories.- He shrugged his shoulders.

-Do you believe it’s true?- He asked you point blank. The two of you stood at the entrance of his house. You looked up at him and smiled. -Maybe I would have believed it porque eres un cabron, if I didn’t know you spend all day watching the king’s league and sleeping. And if I didn’t almost get in trouble at work because we were playing chess all day on the phone.-

He smiled. -Well then I don’t need to come out and say anything. As long as the special people in my life know it’s not true.-

The two of you walked into his house. As luck would have it his parents and brother had flown back to canarias as you were flying to Barcelona. You had came to the city for a few days for work and Pedri had offered you his house to stay at.

Although you loved his family you were glad you and Pedri were going to be able to spend some time alone, just you and him.

The two of you had met when your family moved next door to his when you were five years old. Pedri had found you crying in your bedroom as both of your moms talked in the kitchen.

-Disculpa.- He said when you turned around and were startled by his presence.

-Who are you?- You said as you dried the tears from your face.

-I’m Pedro, your neighbor. I’m sorry, your mom sent me here to meet you.-

You didn’t say anything and just stared at him. The boy stood there awkwardly before taking a few slow steps towards you. -I know it can be difficult to move. We moved here when I was three and I missed the few friends I had made.-

You turned to him and smiled. -You don’t remember a lot when you’re three years old.- He shrugged his shoulders. -I don’t but I’m sure I was sad. But look now, I love this place.- the six year old looked at you and offered a smile which you reciprocated.

In that moment he became your best friend and the two of you were inseparable. As you got a little older he was always there to protect you and sometimes scare off possible love interests, which he would tell you were mere accident and he didn’t mean to.

You cried yourself to sleep the week before he moved to Barcelona, which was when you finally realized what he meant for you. Pedri had become more than just your best friend. You were sure you loved him but knew he was impossible specially with the adventure he was about to embark on.

Pedri opened the door to the guest room and pulled your suitcase in. -There’s a match tomorrow night, do you want to leave with me or you can take a car and get there closer to when it starts. Unless you already had plans.- He said as he stood there in front of you.

-Actually, I did have plans.- You responded. Pedri automatically pouted and combed his hands through his hair. He shrugged his shoulders. -Vale, esta bien.- Okay, it’s fine. Before he finished his sentence you began to laugh.

-He hecho planes con el novio de toda España, I’m going to go see him play at this little stadium called Camp Nou.- I’ve made plans with all of Spain’s boyfriend. He looked up at you and giggled. He put his hand over his chest. -You had broken my heart.-

You shook your head and patted him on the back as he walked out of the room. He turned around once he reached the door and smiled. -Have a good night, I’ll see you in the morning.-

The next morning the two of you made breakfast together. Pedri sat on the kitchen counter as you stood in front of the stove making some eggs. You were wearing pajama shorts and a long T shirt. His eyes drifted from his phone to your legs as he traveled his gaze all along. You turned around and cleared your throat. He finally looked up at your face and smiled with a red tint on his cheeks. He shrugged his shoulders and chuckled as you shook your head.

You sat together and ate your breakfast as you reminisced about childhood memories. Since Pedri had moved to Barcelona you had only spent time together when he managed to sneak off to the islands for holidays. You would message all of the time and often called each other. But it felt nice to finally have him in front of you.

You spent the rest of the day watching TV, planning your next few days with work. Pedri left to the stadium before you, knowing it would be easier for someone to spot you if you arrived together. -After the match it’s easier to leave unnoticed.- He explained and you agreed. The last thing you wanted was for your face to be everywhere as Pedri’s new hook up.

Pedri left one of his jerseys on your bed for you before he left.

The match was great. The team won and you were happy to be there to cheer on for Pedri.

The two of you made it back to his house laughing and talking about the match. Pedri opened the door for you as he placed his phone and keys on the nearby table.

-Who knew you were such a great player.- You joked as he rolled his eyes. -You’ve always known how to keep me humble.- He said as he took a step closer to you.

His body inadvertently catching you in between him and the table behind you. You moved your hands up and placed them on his chest as you tried to maintain your balance. You could feel his heartbeat accelerate through his chest. You smiled and looked up at him through your lashes. He bit his bottom lip as he looked down at you.

-I… Y/N, I- he stuttered. You felt your heart racing. His scent intoxicated your lungs a little more every second. His hands crept to your lower back holding you close to him. You could hardly breathe.

-Hazlo.- Do it. You whispered.

-El que?- What? Pedri responded but before either of you could say anything else you saw as he leaned in to you and you closed your eyes, within seconds you felt his lips take yours in an embrace. His lips were soft and warm and took you in fiercely. He pulled you in closer to his body causing you to let out a small moan. He smiled. He took the opportunity to slip his tongue in to explore.

A few seconds later, which felt much longer to you, the two of you paused to get some air. He looked at you as he caught his breathe.

-I don’t know how long I’ve been wanting to do that.- He explained. -Remember when I helped you with your first kiss?- You nodded. -I lied. That was my first kiss too.- You smiled. -And when you started to date Eric, I hated him.- in an attempt to understand what was happening in his heart he talked more than he should have in the moment.

Seconds later you found yourself following him to his bedroom. Your hands interlocked. As soon as you stepped foot in the room his lips attacked yours once again.

The two of you moved in unison until the back of his knees hit the bed and he sat down on the edge. You stood there in between his legs and looked down at him. You could feel your heartbeat going at full speed. Your stomach full of butterflies.

You crossed your arms and grabbed the bottom hem of his jersey that you were wearing. He looked up at you with parted lips. His breathing was accelerated and you could see his chest moving rapidly.

-Estas segura?- Are you sure?

You looked down at him and cupped his jaw with your hands as he placed his hands around your waist.

-He estado segura desde que me diste mi primer beso. I’ve been sure since I look into your brown eyes and I feel at home.- I’ve been sure since you gave me my first kiss.

He smiled.

You returned your hands to the hem of the jersey and pulled it off over your head, throwing it somewhere on the floor of his room, exposing your black lace bra to him.

He looked up at you. -Can I?- You nodded as he moved his hands to your back and unclasped your bra. He let the piece fall on the floor and looked up at you as he licked his lips.

-You’re the most beautiful thing to walk this world.- He said as his lips left a trail of small kisses from your bellybutton to your breasts. He took one of them in his soft and warm lips as his eyes fixated on yours. You but your bottom lip trying to hold in the moans but he loved his hand up to your mouth and gently caressed your lips prompting you to let go of the grasp. -I want to hear your moan.-

Eventually he let go of you and you kneeled down in front of him. You placed your hands on either of his knees as you stared into his eyes. Your hands eventually moving towards the hem of his pants.

-You don’t have to.- He said knowing you weren’t too experienced.

-I want to.- You said as you continued with him standing up for a bit and allowing you more room to pull down his pants and along with them his boxers.

You took him with your hand and licked his tip. He trembled at your touch. You looked up at him through your lashes as you continued to lick around his tip and eventually put all of him in your mouth. His hand grabbed your hair as he pushed you down gently against him trying to feel you deeper. You could hear his moans get louder as you continued to bob your head on him.

-Stop babygirl or I’m about to come and I really want to come inside of you tonight.- You stared at him as you tried to catch your breathe, saliva falling off the side of your mouth as he helped you stand up and placed his arms around you leaning in to kiss you.

He placed you gently on his bed, his lips quickly made their way to your neck causing you to close your eyes and enjoy the pleasure as his soft lips sucked on your neck. Your arms around his black hoodie that somehow framed his beautiful face.

His hands moved up and down the side of your body. Your hands crept to the edge of his sweater and moved it up his body, he quickly got the hint and stood up as he took the hoodie off followed by his shirt. You licked your lips as you looked at his bare chest and moved your fingers outlining his chiseled abs. He trembled at your mere touch.

His body was in between your legs and as he left more and more nibbles you could feel him growing harder.

He continued to suck on your nipple.

His lips eventually traveled down from your breasts to your waist where he helped you take off your pants followed by your underwear. He left a trail of small kisses on your inner thighs as he eventually made his way to your core. You felt his tongue lick you causing you to immediate close your eyes and take in the pleasure. His tongue licking on you felt like heaven, you felt a pressure begin to build up in your lower stomach. Your hands grabbed onto the bedsheets underneath you as you began to move your hips against his mouth. His hands grasped you by your hips as you continued to roll your hips against him. You yelled out his name as you felt yourself come causing him to smile. He had never heard his name sound so beautiful as when it was coming out of your mouth.

Eventually Pedri moved up and lined himself with your entry. He winked at you and smiled and he dipped into you. You felt the way he stretched you and couldn’t help but let out a moan as you felt every part of him. He gave you a few seconds to adjust to him before beginning to move in and out of you. You rolled your hips in sync with his body. His hands explored your body as his lips attacked your neck leaving small wet kisses when he couldn’t control it anymore.

You felt in pure bliss as you felt him moving in and out of you. Every time he touched you deeper and deeper. Your hands grabbed onto his back, digging your nails in deep as the sudden rush of pleasure that he gave you.

You felt as he began to move a bit sloppy when he stood up and grabbed you by your hips with all his strength. He held on to you as he continued to thrust hard into you, his grip surely leaving a bruise for you. You stared at him as he bit on his top lip and thrusted into you with all of the strength he had left. Sweat coming down his forehead, his hair clinging onto his face, red cheeks adorning his face. He furrowed his brows as he screamed out your name and came inside of you.

He toppled on top of you, his face on your chest. You saw his head move up and down along with your breathing. You looked up at his ceiling as you tried to regain your breathe. Your hands massaged through his hair as you felt him smile.

-Te quiero, lo sabes?- You heard him whisper.

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[agardenofbasil]

Hi sweetheart! for the prompt thing, what about "you're easy to love" with Gavi and Íñigo? Like in a fatherly way, if that is allowed?

I love that you requested this. Sadly, I've chopped up the longer version into this small, 1000 word version, but if you like this part, the longer version is linked at the bottom. I hope you enjoy. 🍃

“Do you think she’ll like it?” 

“Man, I don’t know. I don’t even wear the Barca rings we got that one year.”

“Wait. We got rings?”

Iñigo chuckles to himself. He can only imagine what the hell those two are up to. Trouble, no doubt about it. Now that Gavi is finally back to full health, he torpedoes any sense of routine simply by existing and causing a ruckus. 

But it’s so loved and appreciated, especially when they’ve suffered a recent draw.

“God Pedri, I can’t rely on you for anything. Iñigo, come look at this.”

Iñigo groans and gets up. “What is it?”

“A gift for Anna for her birthday.”

It’s a silver necklace with an obnoxious heart at the center.

“Ah.”

“It’s good, right?”

Iñigo scratches his head. “Have you already bought it?”

“No, but it’s on reserve at the store.”

Iñigo sighs. “I would get her something else.”

“Wait, why? What’s wrong with this?”

“Heart jewelry isn’t exactly top of any woman’s list.”

“But I love her.”

“Yes, you do,” Iñigo agrees. “But does she wear heart jewelry?”

“I’ve never seen her wear one before.”

“What does she wear, usually?”

“Mostly gold, but-”

“Go look at what she’s wearing and show it to the shop. They’ll find something that suits her style.”

“Won’t that be too similar to what she already has?”

Iñigo shakes his head with a laugh. “It won’t matter. Because you got it for her, so she’ll wear that piece over the others.”

Pedri looks like he’s taking notes with the way his jaw drops. “Damn, I didn’t even think about looking at what a girl already wears.”

“That’s smart, not gonna lie,” Gavi adds, impressed. “Look at you, Iñigo. Romantic.”

“I just have a wife,” he gruffs. “Been doing this for a long time.”

“How long?”

“Coming up to eleven years.”

“Wow!”

Pedri smiles. “And two daughters later.”

Iñigo nods. “Good luck, boys.”

“Thanks, Iñigo!”

Gavi arrives late for practice and is subsequently taken off the starting eleven. He doesn’t argue with Flick, choosing to get ready for practice in total silence.

“Have you spoken to him?” Iñigo asks Robert.

“I think they’ve split,” Robert laments with a sigh.

Iñigo swears. “His first break up?”

“I can’t say, but it seems so.” Robert unlaces his shoes. “At that age, it feels like the world will end.”

Iñigo is well aware. Before Nerea, he had his fair share of heartbreak. At least Gavi showed up for practice. Iñigo recalls spending days in bed and in the bottle before Nerea came around. When the midfielder is still scrolling through his phone while the rest of the dressing room clears out, Iñigo has an idea.

“Hey Gavi. Do you want to come over for dinner?”

“Gavi!”

Nikole squeals happily when both men step into Iñigo’s house. Nerea is surprised, shooting her husband the “tell me when guests are coming over” look that he’s become all too familiar with. Nevertheless, she sets another place at the dinner table while Gavi twirls around with Nikole, Paule hot on his heels yelling, “Me next! Me next!”

“Don’t let him tire himself out before dinner!” she calls out.

Gavi is never tired on the pitch. And this also applies to Iñigo’s living room, where both girls are now shoving toys at Gavi and demanding he play Princesses and Pirates.

“You have to be the princess,” Nikole says.

“Me?!” Gavi asks, aghast. “You’re the girl!”

Nikole plucks on a captain’s hat. “I’ll rescue you, Princess!”

Gavi goes positively red faced at this, but he succumbs quickly to his role. He even throws in a fake fainting spell, one that has the girls laughing as they crawl over him. Iñigo watches before escaping to the kitchen to help Nerea with the rest of dinner. It’s not long before they’re all seated at the table. Iñigo cuts up the chicken for Paule and Gavi is relaying stories about his cousins who are not too different in Nikole’s age. 

“I hate all boys,” Nikole pouts while folding her arms. “Except Papa. And Cuba.”

“What about me?” Gavi asks, genuinely offended. 

���You’re okay, but you have to get better at Princesses and Pirates.”

Gavi holds up a hand. “I promise you I will.”

The kids finish first, racing through dinner so they can get their coveted television and iPad time. “They’re so well behaved,” Gavi remarks as they sit on the couch, waiting for Nerea to pass out their respective devices.

“They’re just doing that to impress you,” Iñigo laughs. “They know they’ll get an extra hour if we have a guest.”

Nerea puts down a simple rice pudding for dessert. “I’ll leave you both in charge of them,” she sings sweetly before kissing the top of Iñigo’s head.

“How was Cuba’s birthday dinner?”

“Was okay.”

“Just okay? He’s 18 now. You should teach him how to drive.”

This makes Gavi chuckle. “Every time I drive Cuba anywhere, he does the sign of the cross. Pedri keeps a copy of his will on his phone because of me.”

“You kids.”

“Not kids, men.”

“Men aren’t late to practice,” Iñigo points out, effectively trapping Gavi into a corner. “That’s twice this week.”

Gavi turns away. “It’s complicated.”

“The girls are watching cartoons. Nerea is in her vanity room. And we’re eating dessert. It doesn’t have to be complicated if you don’t want it to be.”

“You have a nice family.”

“I do. It didn’t happen over a year.”

“I figured.”

“And it took more than jewelry. Or fancy trips.”

“I know,” Gavi grits out. “I thought I came here for a meal. Not a lecture.”

“You did. There’s no lecture here. All I’ll say is that you should continue to be who you are, even if someone else wants otherwise. Because you're easy to love. ” Before Gavi can respond, Iñigo offers him another serving of rice pudding. “Also, Nerea is going to pack up the rest of this for you. Whether you like it or not.”

And here is the not so short Ao3 version.

[1heavy-heart]

Hey can I ask one when Gavi/Pedri is always gentle with reader when they do it, but she wants to try it rough but he is too afraid that he will hurt her but after a little fight, Gavi/Pedri eventually do it hard and reader get hurt a little but is too afraid to say stop to not embarrass herself. Please end it with fluff!!! Thank youu. If you don't write this type of things I'm so sorry that I asked, but didn't see any rules about requests.

𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓 🔥 - 𝒑𝒆𝒅𝒓𝒊 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒛𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒛

𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭, 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 💗

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𝒑𝒐𝒗: 𝒚/𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒑𝒆𝒅𝒓𝒊 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒙 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒂𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓

- oh Pedri, come on, I'm almost there…- Y/N groaned, almost reaching her limit.

- I'm also fine, almost there .. - Pedri was also almost coming, in addition to both being sweaty and panting

-Pedri, pedri... - y/n groaned breathlessly as he came and Pedri soon followed too.

- Baby, you're amazing.. - He comments panting, laying down next to her and they both fall asleep.

y/n pov

The day dawned and I realized that Pedri had already gone to training, I think I overslept. I decide to go make my breakfast, I choose to make pancakes with apple, today was Saturday, it meant I didn't have to work, but Pedri had training today and wouldn't be back until the afternoon, leaving me completely alone in the apartment.

At 14:00, Pedri arrived home:

- hey my love. - he says and kisses me. - I'm going to take a shower, okay?

- Hi love, ok, do you want me to wait for you so we can watch something together?

- yes, my dear, you can choose while I take a shower. Pedri took a shower and then joined me on the sofa, we were watching and when a hot scene appears on the screen, I decide to say something that has been on my mind for a few days:

-Honey, I wanted to try something different.

- what is love? - he asks confused

- I wish you were a little more rough and domineering with me in bed, you know...

- what? why?

- I don't know Pedri, I just feel like trying something different

- but you seem to like it the way we already do it. - he says looking thoughtful

- yes, I like it but I was just wanting something new. - I tell him.

- Baby, I don't know if it's a good idea, I might end up hurting you unintentionally, then you don't like it.. - Pedri says scratching the back of his head.

- I don't think it's going to hurt me honey, I think it would be nice. - I try to convince him.

- oh y/n I don't know.. honestly, let's leave this subject for now?

- oh Pedro, you are very annoying! - I exclaim already irritated.

- what? you come to me with a subject like that and I'm annoying for not wanting to talk about it?

- Yeah, that's right, oh, I've even lost the will to continue watching. - I run upstairs to the room, a little upset that the situation was not as I expected

I understand that maybe for Pedri it's new and he's not sure about it, but the way he reacted he seemed uninterested. I decide to watch in the bedroom and end up falling asleep.

I am woken up by someone stroking my hair, I slowly open my eyes and see Pedri sitting next to me, he is watching something and realizes that I woke up then says:

- Did I wake you, love? I'm sorry.

- It's okay Pedro, what time is it?

- it's already 20:00.

- Damn I slept too much, I'm going to take a shower.

- Go there, I'll order food for us, what do you want?

- I don't care, choose something.

- I want, love, I do it for you and for me too, I'm just afraid of hurting you

- why don't we agree on the following, if it's hurting me I'll let you know and we'll stop, and if you don't feel good about it we'll stop too?

- good idea love.

🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

when we were finally in a hot spot, we decided to give it a try. Pedri grabbed me all over my body in a way I had never experienced before, he took my clothes off without delay and then started sucking my breasts, and went down leaving marks all over my body, I felt him sucking my intimacy, introducing a finger to my same time and then inserted two more, I was almost coming when he stopped.

- Pedri… - I moan in complaint at his sudden pause.

- What is it love? - he asks undressing.

- why did you stop? I was almost cumming

- I'll let you suffer a little, now it's your turn to suck me, get on your knees now.

I kneel on the bed, Pedri finishes undressing and stops in front of me, soon grouping my hair in his hand, he pushes my head to suck it, I start sucking slowly and then I accelerate, passing only my tongue to tease him , then Pedri pulls my hair and fucks my mouth.

- you're very naughty, you know? Teasing me like that, I'll have to punish you. he says and the look in his eyes is pure lust.

- I want to be punished, Pedro. - I finish the sentence and go back to sucking him, before enjoying Pedri pushes me away and pushes me to the bed, he lays on top of me and without any warning he puts his cock inside me, I feel all his length and he starts to fuck me hard .

- you're being a good girl to me y/n.- Pedri was panting and I was a moaning mess. I could feel the full length of his cock inside me and it made me feel like I was going to come at any moment.

- pedri, pedri.. - I screamed his name. I suddenly started to feel a little pain, because Pedri was fucking me in a way I had never experienced, but I wasn't going to ask him to stop, not after it was my idea, I was going to take it like a good girl.

- You're so hot, y/n, you drive me crazy. - Pedri knew how to say naughty things when he wanted to.

- I'm almost cumming, Pedri...

- Me too, mi amor, I want to cum on you.

after a few minutes I feel my legs tremble and then I feel myself unravel, it doesn't take long for Pedri to come too, he lays down next to me and after we relax a little, I feel that I'm sore and when he takes off the condom I see that there is a little blood in it. Pedri looks at me confused and asks:

- honey, are you close to your period?

- no, my dear.. - I feel ashamed to admit that he had maybe been tough to the point of hurting me.

- I hurt you?

- I felt a little pain at one point, love, but it wasn't a big deal.

- I told you to let me know if you were hurting my baby, why didn't you say anything?

- love, I would endure this pain again, after all, I asked for it, I would feel ashamed to ask for help. I laughed and he smiled a little. Pedri took my face in his hands and kissed me.

- you're crazy, y/n but I love you so much... - Pedri put his forehead on mine and looked me in the eyes smiling.

- I love you too, mi jugador.

- Now I'm going to prepare a hot bath for you, it will help. - he says and leaves for the bathroom.

After preparing the bath, Pedri insists on helping me to bathe, gently cleaning every part of my body, I finish the bath and go to bed, he insists that he will just take a quick shower, not letting me help him.

When he returns to the bedroom, he climbs into bed with me and hugs me from behind.

- good night my love

- Good night, Pedrito...

[wildelydawn]

i read your pedri/unai fic and lost my mind it was so good!!! you are a savior for reviving their tag 😩

the shirt grab really got me hot but now i am in my hurt/comfort feelings with them since they’re both injured :( unai had a wrist surgery yesterday and won’t be able to play for like 4-5 months… crazy how he powered through and won a tournament while he had the injury

i would love it if you continued writing for them 🫶 i want to scream about them but have no one else to talk to so i hope it’s alright coming to your inbox

Hi, hello! I am assuming you're a different anon from my friend who sends the links. Thank you for reading my silly story! Haha, there's only eight stories there! I might just have to add more though oops

It was SO hot. I was honestly surprised no one else wrote about it! Wait, Unai is injured too!? Oh no, that's horrible. I hope his surgery went well (I'm about to go google this.) But yeah, holy shit, to play through the Euros with an injured wrist when you're the damn goalkeeper is badass. But also... both of them being injured, together, has my brain going BRRRR with the angst ideas? Like, imagine them hanging out and doing dumb stuff together because they're both unable to train/play. 😂 But then also being in their feelings because they can't play or train. 🥺

I definitely have other ideas that keep popping up in my head (definitely the thought of them being injured together would be a great story!) hehe. Thank you for the encouragement, and please, stop by whenever you like! Conversation/comments always help fic writers, so I am quite happy to discuss them whenever! ;w;

[pedrisbanana]

pedri and joao threesome pls 🙏🏻💕 absolutely love everything u write

Their cum as lipgloss >...

Enjoy 🍌

Twice The Fun

You were squealing like a little school girl, when you opened your package. After removing the wrapping paper, the royal blue fabric greeted you. The polyester was soft between your fingers, when you took the shirt from the box. 

You smiled.

Another piece for your collection. Immediately after seeing the transfer announcement on his instagram, you went to the FC Chelsea website and placed your order. 

Scrunching your nose at the chemical smell, you cut the labels and put it in the washing machine. 20 Minutes and it will smell fresh as ever.

His jerseys held a special place in your closet, right behind your dresses and blouses. All of them neatly hung up on black coat hangers, sorted by club and season. You started collecting them long before meeting Pedri, who wasn't exactly fond of your little obsession with Chelsea's new striker starlet.

So when you sat on the couch two days later, watching Chelsea's Champions League match and Pedri came home from practice, he gave you a cold stare instead of the usual kiss. All because of that damn name on the back of the jersey.

"So you're a Chelsea fan now ?" Your boyfriend asked mockingly, sitting down next to you. 

You smirked. "Only until the end of the season, then I can watch him beat your ass in LaLiga again" 

"I should bend you over and give your ass a little beating for talking to me like that" Pedri replied, obviously pissed off.

"I really don't get why you're so jealous. I'm just a fan" you poked his chest playfully. 

"I'm not jealous! João Felix is a fucking arrogant asshole, who thinks he's the next Ronaldo just bc he scored a few goals. You shouldn't sit here, wearing his jersey." Pedri crossed his arms.

You decided to push his buttons a little more. "and yet he's there playing Champions League and you sit here, exhausted from extra training, because you disqualified from Europa League"

The midfielder rolled his eyes. "If he's so great then why aren't you there with him ? I bet you'd let him fuck you after the match, the way you're jumping up and down just because he hit the crossbar. Any 4th grader would've scored that." 

"If you had asked me in 2019 I'd tell you yes. I thought his braces were really hot" you admitted, focus back on the TV. 

Pedri laughed. "His braces ?" You joined in, glad he lightened his mood.

"What can I say I am obsessed" 

He looked at you, raising a brow. "So you're telling me you didn't think about it recently"

"If I say I did, will you get a pissed again ?" you nudged his shoulder.

You leaned close to his ear, not waiting for a reply. "Because I did, but don't worry, only when Barcelona played against Atletico. Twice the fun, right ?" 

-

Teasing Pedri with João wasn't your best choice. You boyfriend had been acting annoyed all week and ignored your affectionate tries to lighten him up. You decided to surprise and apologize to him. 

Pedri had a new campaign photoshoot with Adidas today, meaning he would probably come home late. 

You dimmed the light in your shared bedroom and lit a few tea lights to set the mood. Pedri loved it when you wore lingerie and you had just found the right set on your shopping trip today. It came with a matching robe which wouldn't make you feel too naked. The color was a soft red, powdery and not to bright, complimenting your skin tone.

The thought of Pedri's lips teasing your skin as he slowly took the lace of your body made you shiver in delight. He wouldn't be able to resist you.

Putting on some light makeup, you heard the lock turning. You quickly applied some last layers of mascara and went to the hallway. 

You jumped into your boyfriends arms, pulling him into a heated kiss. His hands caught your waist under the robe caressing your hips. Your fingers caressed his cheek as you broke the kiss, staring into his deep brown eyes. 

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have teased you. I'm more obsessed with you than with João." you said, hoping he'd accept it. 

"Didn't sound like that when Pedri told me about it." a voice with familiar accent stated. You know that voice.

You let go of your boyfriend to see if your guess was right, but it couldn't be. You must be hallucinating. 

João Félix was standing in your hallway. He wore a beige oversized t-shirt with the logo of some designer brand and light ripped jeans. You looked back and forth between the Portuguese and Pedri. 

So many questions ran through your mind. 

"I wanted to apologize for being an asshole and Félix and I did the photoshoot together so I invited him to meet you since you love him so much." Pedri explained, pushing you a little towards João. 

"I- ummm. Hey." the blush that decorated your face and neck must make you look like a beet.

"Hey." João smiled at you and checked out your outfit. Realizing you were still only wearing the rather revealing set of underwear, you wrapped the robe around yourself. 

"I'll umm go change." The presence of João made you forget how to think properly.

"No need to. Red is my favourite color, but I'm sure you know that." João said teasingly, a smirk curling on his lips. His hand caught your arm, holding you from leaving.

You stopped in your tracks and you were sure you forgot how to breathe for a second. Did he just flirt with you ? 

His grip on your arm was firm but soft. It made your whole body shiver. You turned your head to see Pedri's reaction. He must be fuming. 

To your surprise you're easily provoked sweetheart was watching the scenery without a hint of anger or annoyance. 

"You do look irresistible. What a nice surprise-" Pedri looked at João and winked. "- for both of us." 

You shot a confused look towards Pedri, about to ask what he was up to when he walked towards you. Trapped between the two footballers, you swallowed. 

"Isn't this what you dreamed about, princesa ? Twice the fun. Remember ?" His voice went straight to your core, soaking your panties. 

Of course you remembered. The thought of both Pedri and João touching you helped you fall asleep many nights, but that was it. Just a fantasy. 

João moved his hand to undo your robe. He slightly towered over you due to his height, lips almost touching your temple. You leaned into him, inviting him to go further. 

Pedri slipped his hand inside your panties. The pads of his fingers finding you wet and needy. 

If you thought about what was happening right now, you'd probably laugh, but you couldn't rationally think right now. João's and Pedri's hands on your body was all you could think about. 

João discarded your robe and opened your bra with a flick of his fingers. 

"You're so pretty." he whispered. His voice was drowned in arousal. 

You wanted to speak up, but he cupped your breasts and massaged them, which had you moaning instead. Your boyfriend started to kiss your neck. 

Somewhere between João teasing your now hardened nipples and Pedri having two fingers pumping in and out of you, the three of you ended up in the bedroom. 

You were sitting on the edge of the bed and watched as João took his shirt off. His skin was tan and his muscles defined. He sat next to you on the duvet and Pedri encouraged you to be more confident. 

João caressed your hair as you opened the fly of his jeans. His long fingers combed through the strands and he leaned back a little. His dark brown eyes watched you intensely. Your hand reached inside his boxers. 

He was hard and warm in your hand. The other found leverage on his knee. João let out a breathy moan when you started to move your hand up and down, spreading the precum leaking at the tip. His hand wrapped around yours to tighten your grip around him, teaching you how he'd like it. 

You moved your sitting position to kneel beside him on the bed. The wetness between your thighs felt sticky and you rotated your hips slightly to create some friction. 

"Put me inside your mouth, amor." The striker whispered, hand wrapped around the back of your neck. 

Strong hands pulled at your hips as you leaned down. Pedri's hand sneaked inside your panties again, finding your pulsing clit. 

You let spit run over João's tip, covering his shaft, before taking him. Teasing the head by tracing the small furrow on the underside with your tongue made him call out your name. You clenched your thighs. 

Your boyfriend pulled your legs apart with one hand, keeping them apart with one knee. Pedri kneeled behind you. His hips flush with your ass. He must've taken his pants off, because you felt his hot skin on yours.

João's other hand started to play with your hair again as he watched you take more of his cock. 

"That's perfect, take all of me." he praised you, slightly pushing your head down by the neck. He added just enough pressure to make you press yourself against Pedri's erection. The midfilder let go of your hip to play with one of your nipples. Pulling and twisting it, making it harder not to grind against him. 

Removing your hand from João's shaft, you grasped his shoulder. The hand on his knee moved to play with his balls. They were full and heavy and João thrust his hips up, making you gag. 

Tears formed in your eyes from the burning sensation in your throat. João found a fast pace with his hips, hitting the back off your throat repeatedly. You were on the edge with Pedri rubbing your sensitive spot. 

You came with tears and spit running from your face, still swallowing João's cock. 

Pedri pulled you up and João wiped your tears with his thumbs. Pedri held you to him and kissed your flushed cheek. 

"That was so hot, princesa. Can't wait to be inside of you." he said, lips warm against your face. 

João's warmth disappeared as he got up to take his pants off, but you stopped him. Reaching forward you pulled his jeans and briefs now all the way down. 

His thighs looked strong as he walked towards you. He turned to Pedri, asking him something in Portuguese which you didn't understand. Pedri laughed and nodded, replying. 

João went over to one of your drawers but before you could see what he did, Pedri pulled you into a kiss. His tongue massaged yours and his hand intertwined with yours. You reached under his shirt, feeling the muscles of his six pack. 

The midfielder broke the kiss to take his shirt off, only his boxers covering him now. You wanted to please him. He shouldn't have to watch you have fun with João, even though Pedri had encouraged all of this. 

"Lay down." he whispered and grabbed some pillows from the headboard. 

As you were getting comfortable, Pedri positioned one pillow beneath your head and one beneath your ass. His hands explored your body doing so, touches lingering longer than needed. It got you excited all over again. 

The bed dipped beside you as Joao came back. His hands travelled from your knees to the dip of your waist, spreading them in the motion. He hooked his fingers into your panties and slid them off you. His hand immediately cupped your exposed pussy and you bucked into him. 

He watched you squirm, lips slightly parted and moved to lay beside you. His lips left butterfly kisses on your shoulder, goosebumps erupting on your skin. Two of his long fingers entered you, making you arch into the pillows. 

After discarding his briefs, Pedri appeared on your other side. He whispered declarations of love into your neck. You felt something cold on your wet folds and hissed. João pulled his fingers out, spreading the cold liquid over your sensitive pussy, before moving them back inside. 

At least you thought so, but his digits only teased your entrance before guiding them lower. His middle finger teased the little ring of muscles, making you shriek in shock. He stopped.

Pedri caressed your cheek and pressed his forehead against yours. 

"I'll be careful. You'll like it if you relax." João mumbled against your shoulder. 

Your boyfriend moved his hands down your lower stomach to find you're prepared and dripping. He easily slid his fingers inside. 

"I'm here, mi vida. I've got you." Pedri said, curling his fingers. You cuddled into him. "We've got you." 

Pedri made you feel safe. 

João moved slightly atop of you. His free hand exploring your chest and his lips followed. When he teased your nipple with his tongue, he continued to massage your back entrance. 

This time you relaxed, enjoying the new sensations. The tip of his finger slipped inside as Pedri found your sweet spot inside of you. 

You felt your orgasm building up and Joao pressed further inside. He slowly started to move in and out, reaching hidden spots. 

The name on your lips was now his. He chuckled against your breast. "I told you you'll like it." 

Pedri circled your clit, wanting you to reach your peak. He had you clenching uncontrollably around him in seconds. João took the opportunity to slip a second finger inside of you. You barely even noticed it, being focused on the electricity making your body spasm. He bit down on your nipple. 

Now focusing on your other breast, he increased the pace of his fingers and Pedri, too, continued the play of his fingers. 

"Hermosa, you're a sight." Pedri moaned against your lips. His sweaty hair stuck to his forehead. His cheeks were flushed. He looked so sexy when he was aroused, you almost started drooling.

João looked up at you from your chest, releasing your abused bud with a pop. "I think you're ready to take my cock now, amor." 

He cocked his eyebrow and smirked. Removing his fingers, he crawled next to you. Pedri guided you to lay on your side, facing him. Your boyfriend handed João the lube again. 

Your heart thumbed in your chest. You had never experienced this much pleasure. Pedri hooked your leg over his waist, pulling you closer. 

Finally you could feel his cock against you. You were impossibly wet, his tip immediately slipping inside, being pressed flush. 

Pedri fucked you in a static pace, enough to make you moan, but not enough to make you come. His face pressed into your chest, hands spreading your cheeks for João.

You clawed at Pedri's back, surely leaving bruises. Arching your back into him, he increased the speed of his hips. You barely even noticed João entering your backside. He felt big, too big to make this pleasurable, but these two had proved you wrong before. 

Guiding his cock further, he moaned your name into your neck. His hands held your hips in a vice grip. He filled you out completely, waiting for you to get used to the feeling. 

Your hand found his and he slightly intertwined your fingers, resting them on your hip. 

"You're doing so well, amor. Taking two cocks at the same time." João kissed your shoulder. 

You couldn't quite register what he said, your thoughts and feelings overwhelmed by the intense pleasure. Your face felt sticky as you pressed it into the pillow. You didn't know if it was from the tears or the sweat. 

Pedri groaned into your chest as João started to move. They must feel each other pleasuring you. After a few thrusts the two synchronized each other. The sounds coming from your mouth were pure and raw desire. 

"This feels so good, makes me think we should invite him more often. What do you think, cariño ?" Pedri toyed with your nipple between his teeth, making you nod and scream out in pleasure. He never had a better idea.

João grinned against your neck and moved your joined hands to your middle. He let go of your fingers, but you trapped his hand in a vice grip. His fingers found your clit, drawing figure eights. 

The third orgasm of the night crashed over you in waves. It felt even better than the first two. 

Expecting the boys to come inside of you, you tried to move your hips, riding out your orgasm. 

They had other plans, as João carefully pulled out and detached himself from his hugging position against you. Pedri followed and slid up to the headboard. 

His crotch was now at level with your face, cock glistening with your juices. You felt João's hands guide you on all fours above Pedri, repositioning the pillow under your pelvis. 

João slipped inside your pussy with ease, filling you to the brim. You clenched around him greedily accepting his hard thrusts. His balls slapped against your throbbing clit. 

Pedri jerked his cock, guiding your head onto him by holding your hair in his hand at the back of your skull. Taking him fully, he moved the hand from his manhood to rest comfortably on the pillows behind his neck. 

Before you got to enjoy to blow your boyfriend, João released himself inside you. He pulled out, spilling some of his cum on your pussy and ass. 

This didn't bother you enough to stop sucking Pedri off. His cock was familiar between your lips and you knew exactly how to move to get him to lose control. 

João didn't let go of your hips. His fingers spread his cum over your core and found your clit again. The striker soon had you coming for a fourth time. 

The vibrating moans at the back of your throat, brought Pedri over the edge. He thrust his hips into your mouth until he was spent. His cum tasted salty, but nice. You liked swallowing him. 

Climbing off him, you laid on your back exhausted. Pedri turned to pull you into him. João left into the small attached bathroom. 

After getting a washcloth he kneeled between your thighs, softly cleaning you up. 

"If Pedri doesn't mind, I'd like to hear more about your little obsession with me, amor."

A/N: Finally I built up the confidence to post this!

Special love and thanks go to @pedrisgatorade & @simpingmyassoff who were so kind to read this over! You're the best!

I really hope you enjoy this and leave me a comment 💕🫣

Love you❤️

[leilakisakabiri]

Try Not To Laugh Challenge (Pedri)

Summary: You and Pedri are co-workers who are paired up to do a video for the Barcelona Instagram account - the only thing is you’re dating and both bad at hiding the feelings. 

Warning(s): none

A/N: Please send in any requests if you have any. 

Word Count: [2035]

You stared at the email in disbelief. Just your luck. 

You were currently being asked by your manager to meet him on the training grounds to film a video for Barcelona’s Instagram page with Pedri. 

Big no. 

Originally, Gavi was supposed to film the video with him but had to cancel last minute as the shoot he was doing with Nike was taking longer than anticipated. 

Because of the short notice, the players had already been sent home, with only Pedri remaining after practice. 

This led to you getting an email from your manager to step up and take the role as you were the team’s social media intern. 

You didn’t want to turn him down, one because he was your boss and technically you weren’t even sure if you could without getting fired, but two also because you hadn’t seen Pedri all week and a small part of your brain, that was filled with all the mushy gushy feelings missed him. 

The two of you had met when you started your internship with Barcelona the summer prior, he had just been ending his second year as a professional, and you had just ended your second year of college, thus landing the internship as a result.

Initially, things had been pretty awkward between the two of you. You rarely ever saw the players, often being thrown headfirst into the research aspect of social media marketing, such as trying to predict trends and analyzing raw data. It wasn’t until 5 weeks later that you had your first encounter with the boy. 

You had walked into the break room, which to be fair was more of a snack room than anything else, the tables filled with different assortments of food.

Once there you noticed that there was only one other person present. A brown-haired boy on the other end of the table, looking intently at what appeared to be muffins.

You chose to ignore him at first, deciding to see the spread of food the Barcelona staff had brought in for everyone today. Your eyes locked on the pizza, and your body filled with excitement. 

You were a big fan of pizza. 

There was only one slice left and it was calling your name. 

You grabbed a plate and made your way over, reaching out, just as another hand stole the pizza. 

You looked up, ready to fight for what was rightfully yours, making eye contact with the boy from earlier. 

He spoke first “Oh my bad. Did you want that?” 

You cleared your throat, ready to stake your claim, but instead only came up with “Oh no, no worries.” 

God damn it Y/N. You really need to grow a backbone you thought. 

The boy looked at you, “Are you sure, you can have it if you want.” 

He held up the limp pizza and you both watched as the cheese slowly started to separate from the sauce. 

“I’m good. Thanks.” 

The boy nodded before moving along the line.  

You looked back over at the food, you had skipped breakfast earlier this morning as your boss asked you to come in earlier than expected so you didn’t have time to grab anything.

As you were contemplating whether to eat a muffin or an apple your stomach began to growl. 

You felt your cheeks grow hot as you desperately prayed the boy standing just a few feet away didn’t hear it. 

“Okay, clearly you’re hungry. Just take the slice, really I don’t even want it, it’s bad for my diet.” 

You wanted to die. You finally met someone who looked around your age and the first thing you did was embarrass yourself in front of them.  

You turned around to face the boy, he was once again holding the pizza in his hand, but this time he was stretching it out to you as a peace offering. 

You looked at him as he gave you a warm smile. 

“Split it?” You asked. 

The boy grinned, “For sure.” 

After that, whenever you and Pedri saw each other in the hallways you always made sure to stop and say hello. Eventually, those hellos became walking with each other back to your respective cars whenever you ended at the same time. Those walks then became lunch breaks, and before you knew it you were spending so much time with Pedri, you were surprised no one else had picked up on it. 

“What do you tell your teammates when they ask where you go?” you questioned, sitting beside him in the empty conference room as you shoveled yogurt into your mouth on a random Friday afternoon. 

“I say that I’m talking to my mom.” he admits. 

You laugh out loud, reaching over to hit his shoulder, “No way haha. They believe that?” 

Pedri rubbed the spot where you hit him, pretending it hurt, “Well they’ve never questioned it.” 

“Aww but doesn’t Gavi miss you?” You asked, making a kissy face with your lips, purposely trying to annoy him. 

He groaned at your antics, pushing your legs that were rested on his lap away, “Oh fuck off. You know there isn’t anything going on.” 

You giggled. Recently someone had started a rumor on the internet that Pedri and Gavi were madly in love and once you had caught wind of it you had brought it up every chance you could, never getting enough of Pedri’s angry face, which in all honesty did not look even the slightest bit intimidating. 

“Can’t say the same for us.” Pedri spoke, effectively cutting off your giggles. 

You straightened in your seat, “What?” 

“Oh c’mon you clearly have a thing for me.” He spoke again. 

This time you fully sat up. While it may have been true that you were harboring the slightest, and i mean the slightest of slight, feelings for Pedri, there was no way anyone was ever getting that out of you unless you were literally chained to a wall fighting for you life. 

Maybe not even then. 

“Not even a chance.” You huffed looking at him as he grinned back at you. 

He leaned over, hands finding their way to your shoulders as he squeezed, “Awh c’mon Y/N you’re telling me you don’t even have the tiniest of feelings for me.” 

You raised your eyebrows at him, “Why so curious? You got a crush on me or something?” 

Now it was his turn to shrink away. 

“What? No, of course not.” 

“Then why are we talking about this?” 

“Whatever.” 

You peaked at him through the corner of your eye, you couldn’t tell if you were imagining it or not but you swore you saw the smallest tint of pink on his cheeks. 

You were right, he definitely had a crush on you. That all led you to your current position now, where you and Pedri had been dating in secret for 6 months, not wanting to risk telling anyone and you losing your job, since it was against company policy for employees to date when there was a power difference, which in this case there was since Pedri was a player and you were an intern. 

Debating it over in your head, you decided to go and just get it over with. You just hoped you and Pedri would be able to keep it undercover. 

You both failed. Miserably. Throughout the shoot you kept feeling Pedri’s eyes on you when they shouldn’t have been. For example, when your manager was explaining the rules of the game behind the camera, you could feel Pedri’s gaze directed towards you, and when you turned to look at him, he gave you a smile that made your insides melt. 

It had been just over a week since the two of you had last seen each other, with the team going off to compete in a different city for La Liga, and you staying back to keep up with work at home base. You weren’t even able to Facetime as there was never a time where both of you where free or away from everyone else. 

You had missed him a lot, and it seemed he had missed you just as much. 

“Ok so do you two understand the rules?” Your manager asked. 

You gave him a thumbs up before turning to Pedri.

You both walked over to the water bottles, reaching down to collect them. With your backs turned to the camera, Pedri leaned over and whispered, 

“I missed you this week. Wish you were with me.” 

You sighed, glancing over at him, “Me too.” 

You both parted before you could say anything else, standing opposite to each other after being handed flour tortillas. 

“Ok so just try to hit each other with the tortilla’s and we’ll be good.” 

You had a mouth full of water as you tried to communicate with Pedri about who should go first. The boy stared at you with a confused look. 

You started doing the motions of rock, paper, scissors, and finally he understood. 

You won, and started moving closer to Pedri with the tortilla raised as he kept moving backwards. 

You had to choke back a laugh as he almost tripped over a lighting wire, turning your body away from him and closing your eyes so you wouldn’t have to see the look on his face. 

You urged him back towards you, and he took hesitant steps forward. 

You pretended to be surprised, and looked at something over his shoulder pointing for him to look. 

Stupid boy. Literally the most classic trick in the book. 

As he was mid turn you slapped him with the tortilla on his cheek, the noise of water sprurting out of his mouth and silence that followed after sending you into hysterics. 

The water spilled out of your mouth as you laughed, “Oh my god, I can’t believe you fell for that!” 

Pedri glared at you before giving you a light push as you leaned over trying to catch your breath. 

“This is what I get for trusting you.” 

You stood back up, tapping his cheek empathetically, “You’ll survive.” 

He pulled your hand away from his face, but let his hand rest in yours for a second too long before he dropped it. 

“I’ll get you back for that.” He warned once again taking his position across from you. 

You smiled sweetly at him, “I’d like to see you try.” 

The game went on like that for another 2 rounds before your manager called it quits saying that there was enough footage to post. 

You were drenched from head to toe when he had finally called cut, and you had a disgusted look on your face. During the last round, Pedri had purposely lost and spit water all of your face. 

You had shrieked jumping away from him, but he grabbed your wrists trapping you from getting too far as he drenched you. 

“Pedri Ew! So gross!” You groaned once he finished giving you a mini shower. 

He gave you a cheeky smile, “Told you I would get you back.” 

You rolled your eyes turning to face the camera, “Can we be done yet?” 

Your manager laughed behind the camera, “All good.” 

You smiled once more at the camera before saying bye and letting Pedri finish off the video. 

Once everything had wrapped and you had dried yourself, Pedri came over to you. 

“That was fun!” 

You groaned, walking alongside him as you made your way to your cars, “For you maybe.” 

“Oh c’mon Y/N, don’t be a sore loser.” He retorted, bumping your shoulder with his. 

“I didn’t even lose!” You exclaimed. 

Pedri’s eyes twinkled at he looked at you, “That’s not the way I remember it at all.” 

“Then you must have amnesia.” 

He laughed at your comment, “You know what would probably cure it?” 

“Hmm?” 

“Some kisses.” 

You once again rolled your eyes at Pedri’s cheesy words, but felt your self smile regardless. 

“Fine, but you get nothing if I beat you to your car.” You shouted already taking off in a sprint. 

You heard Pedri yell after you before he started chasing you, “Not fair!” 

You laughed to yourself, feeling so grateful that you had found someone who was just like you.