#pedri/gavi

[anyexistingname]

okay, calm down… these are just genuine best friend photos… because each person in one photo has their own boyfriend in the other photo ‼️🤭

i’m a pedri/gavi brainrot. so, i let ferran being paired with fermín 🙂‍↕️

[chrzzboo]

Hi! Can you do one with pedri that he and reader have a baby but they are both 21 and really young and a lot of fluff.

pd: if you can name the baby Mia that will be awesome <333

Just the three of us

Summary: A few days in the life of Pedri, Y/N and baby Mia.

Note: I can’t believe my last fic got over 500 likes which is crazy!!! I appreciate every single one of you!🫶 As promised here is the Pedri fic, enjoy! 🤍

Reader x Pedri

Genre: fluff

I looked down at our baby girl, Mia, in my arms and couldn't help but smile at her sweetness. As I glanced up at my boyfriend, Pedri, sitting next to me, I saw him smiling at me.

"Can you believe we're parents at 21?" Pedri asked me, as he watched our little girl sleeping peacefully.

I chuckled softly, feeling a mix of joy and disbelief. "It's still surreal to me," I said, looking back down at Mia. "I mean, we're so young, but here we are, with a beautiful baby."

Pedri put his arm around me, pulling me closer. "We may be young, but we're doing a great job," he said, giving me a reassuring smile. "And she's perfect, just like you."

I blushed at his words, feeling a warmth spread through my chest. "You're such a sap," I teased, even though I secretly loved his romantic side.

Pedri laughed, ruffling my hair affectionately. "Guilty as charged," he said with a grin. "But can you blame me when I have the most amazing girlfriend and daughter in the world?

I rolled my eyes jokingly, but couldn't fight the smile that was spreading. "You're laying it on thick there, amor," I said, but secretly I was swooning on the inside.

Pedri chuckled and leaned in to plant a kiss on my forehead. "I just can't help it," he said, his eyes sparkling with affection. "You two are my whole world, you know that?"

I felt my heart melt a little more, and I leaned my head on his shoulder, feeling a sense of contentment wash over me. "I know," I said softly, looking down at our sleeping baby. "And you're our whole world, too."

Pedri wrapped his arm tighter around me, pulling me closer to his side. We sat there in silence for a few moments, just enjoying the simple joy of being together as a family.

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pedri: Mis amores 😘

yourusername: Mi amor 🥰

yourbffuser: I miss my little Mia ☹️

yourusername: She misses her aunt too 🤍

gavi: Tell Mia her best uncle is coming over later

ferrantorres: You wish! She loves me more! 🤫

pedri: Stop fighting already 🥱

feeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrr: Move over all of you, I'm her real uncle so clearly she loves me more 🙄

yourusername: Children 😑

rosylopez78: Mi princesa! Come over soon Y/N we miss you and Mia!

yourusername: Will do! We miss you too!

pedri: I've been replaced 🥲

pedri4everlover: How cute is little Mia 🥹

fcbpepi8: Oh to have a little family at 21 😩

culergvipd68: She grew up so much! She was just a newborn baby yesterday 🥺

The next day, Pedri and I were getting ready for a barbecue at Lewandowski's, known as Pedri's teammate's house. All his teammates and their wives/girlfriends and children are going to be there.

Right now, Pedri was playing with Mia, our one-year-old, while I was getting myself dressed. I could hear them laughing and giggling as I put on my makeup in the bathroom.

"Hey, Y/N, you almost ready, amor?" Pedri called out from the living room.

"Yeah, just a few more minutes!" I yelled back, finishing up my makeup. I heard Mia giggling and squealing in the background, and my heart warmed at the sound of their joyful playtime.

Finally done with my makeup, I walked out of the bathroom and into the living room, where I found Pedri sitting on the floor with Mia on his lap. They were both laughing, and Pedri was tickling her little tummy, making her giggle uncontrollably.

"Aww, you two are adorable," I said, watching their sweet interaction. Pedri looked up and smiled at me, his eyes filled with love and happiness.

"She's the most entertaining little kid ever," Pedri said, giving Mia a little kiss on her head. "Aren't you, princesa?" Mia let out a gleeful squeal in response, as if she understood what her dad was saying.

I laughed, feeling a warmth spread through my chest. "She definitely takes after you in the energy department," I teased, sitting down beside them. "You both have too much energy for your own good."

Pedri laughed and pretended to pout. "But you love us both anyway," he said, then blew a raspberry on Mia's stomach, making her giggle even more.

I chuckled and shook my head, amused by their antics. "Of course I do," I said, smiling at them. "Even if you two drive me crazy sometimes."

We eventually left the house, with Mia in her stroller and Pedri carrying her diaper bag. We put the stroller in the boot and Mia in her little car seat. We got into the car and started driving to the Lewandowski residence.

We eventually arrived at Lewandowski's house, where him and his wife were hosting the barbecue. We could see many of Pedri's teammates and their families already gathered in the backyard, mingling and laughing together.

Pedri and I walked through the entrance and were immediately greeted by several of his teammates and their wives and girlfriends. They all cooed over Mia, who looked adorable in her little sundress.

"She is getting so big!" Mikky, de Jong's wife commented, as she reached out to hold Mia in her arms.

"She's growing like a weed," I said, laughing as Mia babbled happily at Mikky holding her. Pedri stood beside me, watching affectionately as his teammates took turns holding our precious daughter.

The player's, girlfriends and wives were all chatting and having a good time, while the kids were playing around the backyard. Some of the guys, including Pedri, were gathered around the grill, helping Lewandowski cook the burgers and sausages.

Despite being just one year old, Mia was already making friends with the other kids. She was waddling around the backyard, interacting with them and even trying to play with their toys. They all seemed to adore her, and the older kids were being very gentle and kind to her.

"Look at her go!" Raphinha yelled, as he watched Mia toddle towards a group of kids playing with a ball. "She's got more energy than all of us combined."

The other players chuckled and nodded in agreement, watching as Mia continued to toddle around like a little energy ball. They all doted on her and were more than happy to babysit whenever Pedri and I needed a break.

As the food was served, everyone gathered around the tables set up in the backyard. I sat down, holding Mia on my lap as she tried to reach for the food on the table. Pedri sat down beside me, watching us both with affection in his eyes.

"Hey, let me help you with that," he said, taking a bite of food and then offering it to Mia. She eagerly opened her mouth, and he fed her the food, making sure she didn't make a mess.

The food was delicious, and the conversation flowed easily between everyone. Mia continued to receive a lot of attention, and several of the players took turns holding her, making funny faces to keep her entertained. Even though most of them had children, Mia was the youngest so obviously she was going to receive more attention.

When Mia started to get tired, she began to fuss a little in my lap. Pedri noticed this and quickly scooped her up into his arms, rocking her gently and speaking to her in a soft, soothing voice.

"She's getting sleepy," he said, looking down at Mia who was now yawning and rubbing her eyes. "I think it's time for her to sleep."

As the evening wore on, the sky began to darken and the temperature started to drop. Most of the players and their families started to pack up and say their goodbyes, and I knew it was time for us to go as well.

"We should probably get going," I said, looking at Pedri who was still holding Mia in his arms. She was now fast asleep, her head resting contentedly on his shoulder.

"Yeah, I think you're right," he said, carefully adjusting Mia in his arms so as not to wake her up. "It's getting late, and this little one needs her rest."

As we headed towards the car, Mia remained asleep against Pedri's chest, her breathing slow and steady. She looked so peaceful and cute in her sleep, and Pedri had a protective arm around her, making sure she was secure.

We reached the car, and Pedri carefully laid Mia down in her car seat, strapping her in securely. As he did so, he couldn't help but admire how adorable she looked, even in her sleep.

Once Mia was safely buckled in, we got into the car and started the drive home. It was a peaceful ride, with only the soft sound of Mia's breathing to break the silence. Pedri kept stealing glances at her through the rearview mirror, a small smile playing on his lips.

As we drove home, Pedri and I sat in comfortable silence, both of us lost in our thoughts. The sound of Mia's soft breathing provided a soothing background noise, and the city lights outside blurred together as we made our way through familiar streets.

Pedri reached over and took my hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze. I looked over at him and smiled, feeling a sense of contentment wash over me. We didn't need to say anything; the simple gesture spoke volumes.

We didn't have to speak. The silence between us was comfortable, filled with a mutual understanding and the knowledge that we were both perfectly happy in this moment. As we pulled into our driveway and parked the car, Pedri looked over at me again and gave my hand one last gentle squeeze before letting go.

After we got inside, I went to change Mia, while Pedri went to the bedroom to change. Once Mia was settled in her crib, I joined Pedri in the bedroom, feeling a wave of exhaustion wash over me.

Pedri was already in bed, propped up on some pillows and scrolling through his phone. He looked up as I entered, a soft smile on his lips.

"Hey," he said, his voice laced with warmth. "How's our little princess doing?"

"She's sound asleep," I replied, sinking down onto the bed beside him. "She was out like a light the moment her head hit the pillow."

"Good," Pedri said, setting his phone aside and turning his attention to me. "You look tired, amor. Come here."

Pedri opened his arms to me, inviting me to rest against his chest. I snuggled into his embrace, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath my ear.

"Long day, huh?" he said, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me even closer. "But it was nice, wasn't it? Seeing everyone and watching Mia play with the other kids. It was a good day."

"It was," I said, nodding in agreement. "I loved watching her explore and make new friends. And it was great seeing all our friends too. They all love Mia so much."

"Of course they do," Pedri said, his hand coming up to stroke my hair in a soothing motion. "She's our little angel. How can anyone not love her?"

I smiled, feeling a wave of contentment wash over me. Being with Pedri like this, in the comfort of our own home and with our daughter safely asleep in the next room, was a feeling I could never get enough of.

"Are you excited for tomorrow's match?" I asked Pedri, lifting my head from his chest to look him in the eye. "It's the first time Mia will be there to support you in person."

Mia is just one year old but she still hasn't attended any of Pedri's matches. We worried too much for her since football matches aren't the calmest environment, so we decided it was the best to wait until she was at least a year old to bring her along.

Pedri smiled down at me, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "Of course I'm excited," he said. "Having you and Mia there watching the match will make it extra special. I'll play my best, just for you two."

I smiled back at him, feeling a flutter of anticipation in my chest. "We'll be cheering for you loudly," I said, "and I know Mia will be clapping her hands and blabbering very loudly."

We both chuckled at the thought, imagining our little daughter cheering her dad on with all her heart. "She's going to be so proud of you," I said, snuggling back into his chest. "And so am I."

"Thanks, mi amor," Pedri replied, holding me close and pressing a kiss to the top of my head. "You two are my biggest motivators. Knowing you're in the stands, supporting me, it means the world to me."

As the night wore on, fatigue finally caught up with us, and we drifted off to sleep in each other's arms, feeling content and happy. Pedri was holding me close, his breathing steady and even in my ear. His body was warm and comforting, and I felt a sense of safety and security in his embrace.

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pedri: ❤️❤️❤️

yourbffuser: My little cutie, tell my niece I'm coming over later! 🥰

yourusername: Will do bestie 🫶

mikkykiemeney: Miles absolutely adored little Mia!

yourusername: She loved having him around! Play date next week?

mikkykiemeney: For sure!

pedri: No dates for my little girl until she's 40!

yourusername: 🙄

culerruler4ver: Wait I didn't know Pedri had a girlfriend let alone a whole child 😧

pepextorreslove: Have you been living under a rock? he has been dating his girlfriend since high school 🤣

culerruler4ver: Give me one second I need to pick my jaw up from the floor, I didn't know all that, I just became a supporter 😮‍💨

annalewandowska: It was lovely having you and your little family over! 🤍

yourusername: Thank you for having us! We had a great time especially Mia! 😘

The next morning, I woke up to the cheerful babbling of Mia and the smell of breakfast wafting in from the kitchen. I yawned and stretched, feeling refreshed after a good night's sleep. Pedri was no longer beside me in bed, but I could hear him humming a cheerful tune as he moved around in the kitchen.

I got out of bed, freshened myself up, and made my way to the kitchen, where I found Pedri standing at the stove, flipping pancakes. Mia was in her high chair, happily banging her spoon against the tray, and the table was already set for breakfast.

"Good morning querida," Pedri said, looking up from his pancake-making as I entered the kitchen. "Breakfast is almost ready. Pancakes and maple syrup, your favorite."

I smiled and took a seat at the table, feeling a warm sense of contentment settling over me. Seeing Pedri in his element, cooking for us and looking after Mia, always filled me with a deep sense of gratitude.

"This smells delicious," I said, as Pedri placed a plate of pancakes in front of me. "You're spoiling us, you know that?"

"Only the best for my girls," Pedri replied, ruffling Mia's hair affectionately as he put some pancakes on her plate. "Besides, I want to make sure you're well-fed before the match later."

"We need our energy to cheer you on," I teased, pouring some syrup over my pancakes.

Pedri laughed, sitting down with his own plate of pancakes. "I have no doubt she'll be the loudest one in the stands," he said. "I can already hear her little voice yelling at the top of her lungs."

After a bit, Pedri finished his breakfast and stood up from the table, his expression a mix of excitement and a touch of nerves. He looked at me and Mia, his eyes filled with love and affection.

"Well," he said, "I guess I should get going. The team will be getting ready for the match soon."

Mia, sensing the change in atmosphere, looked up at her dad with a curious expression. Her little head tilted to one side as she tried to understand what was happening.

Pedri smiled at her and ruffled her hair affectionately. "Daddy has to go play football now, but I'll see you later at the match, okay mi amor?" he explained gently, crouching down so that he was eye level with her.

Mia made a soft noise, her tiny hand reaching out to touch Pedri's face. She wasn't fully understanding what he was saying, but sensing his tone, she seemed to realize that he was saying goodbye.

Pedri chuckled softly and gently took her hand in his, giving it a soft squeeze. "I'll score a goal just for you, mi pequeña," he told her, using the term of endearment he reserved just for her.

Mia babbled something in response, still not quite able to form full words yet. But the expression on her face – wide-eyed and a little sad – made it clear that she wanted her dad to stay.

I looked at Pedri and gave him a reassuring smile. "You should get going," I said, standing up from the table. "We don't want you to be late, and we'll be there soon to cheer you on."

Pedri nodded, though there was still a hint of reluctance in his eyes. He leaned over and kissed me quickly on the cheek, the brush of his lips soft and warm against my skin.

Pedri gave a final wave, his gaze lingering on Mia and me for a moment longer. "I love you both," he said, his voice filled with both tenderness and determination. "I'll see you later."

With that, he headed out the door, disappearing into the morning sunlight and leaving us behind. The house felt a little lonelier without his presence, but there was a sense of anticipation in the air as well. We were one step closer to watching Pedri play, and we couldn't wait.

After a bit of time had passed, I started getting Mia and myself ready to leave the house. I dressed Mia in her cutest outfit, in a Barcelona jersey with her dad's number on it to be specific. She looked absolutely adorable, and I knew Pedri would love seeing her in it.

I grabbed our bags, making sure we had everything we needed – water, snacks, and extra clothes, just in case. We'd be at the stadium for a few hours, and I wanted to make sure we were prepared.

Finally, we were all set. I picked up Mia in my arms, her little form feeling warm and familiar against my chest. "Ready to go watch Daddy play, baby?" I asked her, and she babbled happily in response.

I stepped outside, locking the door behind us, and made our way towards the car. The day was sunny and perfect for a football match, and my heart felt light with anticipation. It was going to be a special day.

I strapped Mia into her car seat, making sure she was secure. Once she was settled, I got into the driver's seat and started the car. The sound of the engine revving to life filled the air, and I couldn't help but smile in excitement as I pulled out of the driveway.

The drive to the stadium was smooth, with Mia making soft sounds of contentment in her car seat. She seemed to sense our excitement and was responding to it in her own way. The city streets flew by outside the window, buildings and trees becoming a blur of colors and shapes.

As we arrived at the stadium and found parking, I saw Mikky. She was there with her own toddler, Miles, and a few other WAGs. I smiled and waved at them in greeting.

Mikky came over to us, her face lighting up when she saw Mia. "Hey there, cutie," she said, reaching out to tickle Mia's stomach. "Ready to watch our boys play?"

I nodded and chuckled, shifting Mia from one hip to the other. "Yeah, we're super excited. How's Miles doing?"

Mikky lifted her little one, Miles, up into her arms. "He's been a bundle of energy," she said, rolling her eyes good-naturedly. "I think he's just as excited as we are."

I laughed. "Well, our girl here has been looking forward to it all morning," I said, indicating Mia, who was now quietly gnawing on her own fist.

Mikky looked down at Mia and smiled. "And she looks absolutely adorable," she cooed. "Did you pick out that cute little outfit, or did Pedri have a hand in it?"

"Oh, that was all me," I said with a grin. "Pedri doesn't have the best fashion sense when it comes to babies or to himself."

Mikky chuckled, understanding exactly what I meant. "Yeah, I've seen what he wears when he's not on the field. It's not exactly top-tier fashion. Frenkie is like that too sometimes."

We all laughed, sharing a moment of humor and understanding. It was true; some of Pedri's off-the-field fashion choices could be a little... questionable but I was working on it.

As the time for the match to begin drew near, we decided it was time to find our seats. The stands were already filling up, and the atmosphere was buzzing with energy and anticipation.

As we sat down, in the distance, I spotted Pedri among the players, his familiar figure engaged in drills and warm-up exercises. Even, from a distance, I could see the intensity in his expression, the laser focus and determination in every move he made.

I was ecstatic when I realized that Pedri was the captain for today's match – it was the first time he would be captaining the team, and I couldn't be prouder. As the teams lined up on the field for pre-match rituals, I caught sight of Pedri, standing tall and proud, the captain's armband on his arm.

As the game began, I held Mia on my lap, her eyes wide and curious as she tried to make sense of the whirlwind of activity on the field. She babbled softly, her small hands balled into fists, as she watched the players darting back and forth across the field.

Every now and then, she would point at one player or another, uttering a few indistinguishable syllables. It was if she was trying to figure out who her dad was among the sea of uniforms.

I tried to explain what was happening, pointing out Pedri each time he got the ball. "Look, there's daddy," I would say, following his movements with my finger. "Watch him go."

Mia would turn her head at the sound of my voice, her eyes following my finger, and she would make a cooing noise, somewhat interested by the sight. She still didn't fully understand what was happening, but she seemed to enjoy seeing so many people running around and the excitement in the air.

As the first half of the game progressed, Mia started to grow restless. She squirmed on my lap, her wide eyes starting to look a little weary. I realized that the excitement and unfamiliar environment were starting to take their toll on her.

"Looks like someone is getting sleepy," I whispered to her, trying to soothe her with gentle bouncing motions. "Are you getting tired, baby?"

She responded with a soft whimper, her eyelids drooping slightly. It was clear that she was starting to feel the effects of the day.

I looked up at the game, a bit torn. Part of me didn't want to leave during the match, but I also knew Mia needed some rest.

I decided to try a different approach. I pulled out a small snack from Mia's bag and offered it to her, hoping the food would keep her awake and engaged. She accepted it, munching on it happily for a few moments. But it didn't take long before her eyes started to flutter closed.

Seeing as she was starting to doze off, I pulled out a small blanket and put it on her for some comfort, she was already wearing her noise-cancelling headphones. She needed some sleep, and the headphones would help block out the loud stadium noises that could otherwise wake her up.

After the match had ended, I waited patiently with Mia in my arms for things to settle down a bit. She had woken up by this time, and she was wide awake again, her eyes darting around at all the people still moving about.

Once the crowds had thinned out a little, I decided it was time to head down to the pitch. I knew Pedri would be there and not in the locker room already. He would usually do his usual cooldown routine and interactions with fans.

I made my way down the stairs, carefully holding Mia in my arms. She was curious, her head moving from left to right, as she tried to take everything in.

As we reached the pitch, I saw Pedri looking for us from a distance. The moment he did notice us, his face lit up into a smile, and he made his way over to us, weaving around the other players and staff.

"Hey there," he said, coming to stand in front of us. He looked tired but happy, his eyes sparkling with the adrenaline of the game. He reached out to gently touch Mia's cheek. "How's my girl?"

I smiled, shifting Mia in my arms so that she could cling to her dad securely. "She watched the whole match, you know, well almost the whole match." I told him. "And she cheered you on whenever she saw you on the field."

Pedri chuckled, looking at Mia, who was now making little happy noises and grabbing at his hands. "Is that right?" he said, his eyes soft as he gazed at our daughter. "My little cheerleader."

Soon enough, Ferran and Gavi spotted us and came bounding over, their faces lit up with energy and excitement. They saw Mia and immediately started fussing over her, each trying to hold her and make her laugh.

They cooed over her, talking to her in high-pitched voices and making silly faces. It was a amusing scene, watching two football players turn into absolute softies around our little girl.

I chuckled, watching as Mia's face lit up at the attention, her little hands reaching out to them, her laughter filling the air. But as I watched them, I noticed that it also gave me and Pedri a moment alone.

"They're quite taken with her," I noted, a smile playing at the corners of my mouth.

Pedri chuckled, nodding in agreement. "It's hard not to be," he said. "Especially when you hold all the power of turning them into complete mush with just one little smile."

I reached out and took his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "You were amazing out there today," I said, gazing up at him. "I'm so proud of you."

Pedri held my gaze, his expression softening at my words. "Thank you mi amor," he said, a hint of vulnerability in his eyes. "Sometimes I worry I'm not doing enough, especially with all the pressure and expectations."

I shook my head, gently cupping his face with my free hand. "Pedro," I said softly, my voice filled with conviction, "you're doing more than enough. You're incredible, both on and off the field. Don't ever doubt that."

Pedri's eyes fluttered at my touch, a small but genuine smile pulling at his lips. "Hearing that from you-" He stopped himself, swallowing hard, and then said, "You have no idea how much it means to me."

I could see the emotion in his eyes, the vulnerability he was letting me see briefly before he tried to push it back down. I knew he carried a lot of pressure, both from himself and from the world around him, and I could only imagine how hard it was for him to accept my praise without feeling like he had to brush it off or make jokes to lighten the moment.

I gave his hand another gentle squeeze, my thumb brushing over his knuckles. "You need to hear it more often," I said quietly, my tone firm yet tender. "You deserve all the praise and recognition, and you should never feel like you're not enough."

Pedri and I stood there, our hands still linked, his gaze still locked on mine. For a brief moment, everything else seemed to fade away, and it was just the two of us, standing in our own small world. The sounds of the stadium and the chatter of the players around us became a distant hum as we just looked at each other, the love and understanding between us clear.

As we watched the chaos in front of us, with Mia's happy giggles filling the air, I found myself leaning into Pedri's side, my body seeking his warmth and comfort.

Pedri responded immediately, his free arm wrapping around my waist and pulling me closer, his hold gentle but possessive. He buried his face into my hair, inhaling deeply, as if trying to capture my scent.

We stood like that for a moment, tangled together in a comfortable embrace. I could feel the steady beat of his heart through his chest, the familiar rhythm calming and reassuring. His fingers traced patterns on my skin through my shirt, a light, almost absentminded touch, but it sent shivers down my spine nonetheless.

As we stood together, still wrapped in each others' arms, our attention was still partially directed towards Mia, Gavi and Ferran playing with her. But between the laughter and the light banter, we managed to have a small, intimate conversation of our own.

Pedri looked at me, a soft smile on his lips. "You know," he said, "this feels right."

I glanced at him, noting the way he was watching Mia, the way his eyes held a tenderness only a father's could. I knew exactly what he was thinking. "It does," I agreed. "We're a family now. Just us three."

He pulled me even closer, his embrace tightening. "A family," he repeated, a hint of awe in his voice. "God, I never thought my life would be like this, but I love it. I love you both so much."

I leaned my head against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart under my ear. "We love you too," I said quietly, my hand resting on his where it was on my hip. "More than you know."

As soon as I said it, Mia's giggle filled the air again, a little louder and more insistent than before. I looked over at her and saw that she was trying to grab at Gavi's face, her tiny hands reaching out determinedly.

We chuckled softly, watching her determined attempt to get Gavi's attention. It was adorable, her little face screwed up in concentration as she tried to reach for him.

Despite our young age, we both knew that we had done an incredible job raising Mia. It wasn't easy being parents at 21, but we had managed to create a wonderful life for our little girl. We had learned and grown together, facing the challenges of parenthood head-on, and we had come out stronger and more in love because of it.

As we watched Mia continue to giggle and grab at Gavi's face, still trying to get his attention, Pedri pulled me closer to him, his arms around my waist. We both chuckled softly, enjoying the sight of our little girl's antics.

Just then, Mia seemed to notice us looking at her, and she turned her head, her big eyes looking up at us. She let out a little squeal, reaching out her arms towards us, clearly wanting us to pick her up.

We both couldn't help but smile, the sight of Mia reaching for us with her adorable little hands too endearing to resist. Pedri leaned down, scooping her up in his arms, while I moved to stand next to them, my hand gently patting her head.

Mia immediately snuggled into her dad's embrace, burying her face in his chest. Pedri held her snugly against him, his eyes warm as he looked down at her.

As Mia snuggled into Pedri's chest and I leaned into him, he reached over and planted a soft kiss on my cheek, then another on Mia's. He then looked at the two of us, a warm, affectionate smile on his face.

The stadium around us was quieting down, people slowly making their way out and the cleanup crew starting to do their jobs. But our little bubble of happiness remained, the love and contentment between us glowing.

As we stood there in our little happy bubble, Pedri had a mischievous, almost impish smile on his face. He shifted Mia in his arms, making her giggle a bit, and then glanced at me.

"You know," he said, his tone faux-casual, "I had a thought. When are we trying for another one?"

I chuckled, rolling my eyes at his teasing tone. "Slow down there, Papa," I said, reaching out to poke him in the side. "We've barely gotten our hands full with one. Let's not jump the gun here."

He just grinned wider, clearly enjoying riling me up a bit. "Oh, come on querida," he said, bouncing Mia slightly in his arms. "One just isn't enough. We need at least two, don't we, baby girl?"

Mia just babbled happily, clearly not understanding the conversation but picking up on the playful tones. I couldn't help but laugh, shaking my head at Pedri's relentless teasing. "You're impossible," I said, feigning annoyance but unable to hold back a smile.

As I laughed at his playful banter, Pedri chuckled, giving me a cheeky grin. "Hey, you love me," he said, his tone feigning hurt. "I'm your favorite, admit it."

I rolled my eyes, but couldn't hide the affection in my expression. "Oh, absolutely," I said jokingly. "You and this little one, the two loves of my life." I reached out to pat Mia's head again.

Pedri beamed at my words, clearly relishing the moment of affection. Mia babbled again, as if she was agreeing with him. "See?" he said, planting a kiss on her cheek. "Even Mia agrees, I'm the favorite."

"Yeah, yeah," I said, rolling my eyes once more. "You're the favorite. But don't forget, you're also the one who has to change her diaper later."

He let out an exaggerated groan, pretending to shudder at the thought. "Oh, gods, not the diapers," he said with a melodramatic gasp. "But hey, as long as I'm the favorite, I guess I can handle it."

I just chuckled, shaking my head at his antics. "You're ridiculous," I said, though the affectionate tone in my voice betrayed my fond exasperation. "But I guess I'm stuck with you either way, aren't I?"

Pedri just grinned shamelessly, clearly knowing he had me wrapped around his finger. "You're stuck with me," he agreed, his voice turning earnest for a moment. "And I wouldn't have it any other way. You and Mia, you're my world."

We continued to stand there, our little bubble of happiness still surrounding us. The chaos of the stadium and the pressures of the outside world seemed distant and unimportant in that moment. It was just the three of us, together and complete.

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pedri Great match as first time captain with amazing support from my girls 💪

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yourusername: We're so proud of you amor! 🥰

pedri: Te amo mucho! 😍

ferrantorres: Great work hermano! 👏

pedri: Gracias hermano! 👊

ronaldaraujo_4: Gran trabajo pepi! 💪

pedri: Gracias amigo! 🙌

srpepe8: Pedri as captain is everything!

mnculerfbgv6: Did you guys see that cute moment he had with his little family? 🥺

pedrignzlover8: Omg yes, it was the cutest thing ever! You can definitely see how much he adores both of them!

delulu4pedri8: Why did you tell me this? Now i got curious and looked it up. 😔

youramorfcb30: @delulu4pedri8 Wait what's wrong with commenting that?

delulu4pedri8: @youramorfcb30 Now i want to trow myself in front of a train, are you kidding me? Did you see how cute that was. It reminded me of how single I am.

youramorfcb30: Valid

slaypepiallday8: Oh to have my life together as Y/N

fcbwagcloset: Nah for real, just 21 and a full time mother and owning her own boutique. Wish that was me 🥲

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yourusername Mia's first time supporting her daddy at the stadium. ⚽️🤍

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yourbffuser: She's growing up way too fast 🥹

yourusername: I know right 😢

pedri: The cutest supporter!

yourusername: What about me 🤨

pedri: You too amor, don't be jealous 😘

rosylopez78: Mi pequeña ❤️ by author

ffpedri8_: Mia is slowly becoming more and more like Pedri

waglover4you_culer: Their interaction on the field was he cutest thing ever 🥲

closetofculers88: Now i want a daughter too 🥺

hatetohate_gorgeous: What does she even do? While Pedri works his butt off, she just uses all his money 🙄

pepigvfr8306: Girl stfu she's way more successful than you 😒

lalabarca4: She has been with him before he even started playing as a professional so mind your business

numberone4pedri: She owns her own boutique and has a successful social media platform, meaning she makes her own money. You mad for what? 🤔

ftbll_love_8: Y/N, where did you get that blouse from that you were wearing at today's match?

yourusername: It's from my new collection launching this Saturday so keep an eye out! 👀 🤍

sarah_yxxh: Omg how exciting can't wait!

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[gavisfanta]

🍹 GAVISFANTA'S MASTERLIST

GAVI ONE SHOTS

On Fire - Gavi smut

Take off - Gavi smut

Starboy - Gavi smut

Christmas - Gavi fluff

Fresh nails - Gavi fluff

Remember it - Gavi smut

Always Forever - Gavi fluff

Need - Gavi fluff

One more time - Gavi fluff

Teaching Lessons - Gavi smut

Scandal - Gavi fluff

Game nights - Gavi fluff

Victoria's Secret - Gavi smut

Actions - Gavi angst

Enjoy the silence - Gavi fluff

Seville - Gavi smut

Autumn - Gavi fluff

Redbull Racing - Gavi fluff

Single Parents - Gavi fluff

Naples - Gavi fluff

Worry Less - Gavi fluff

Soultie - Gavi smut

Icks - Gavi fluff

Hermosa - Gavi smau

‎ Icks - Gavi fluff

‎ Raindrops - Gavi fluff

Feelings - Gavi smut

Why I love you - Gavi fluff

Tiktok - Gavi fluff

Insta feed - Gavi smau

Bedtime - Gavi smut

Youtube - Gavi fluff

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Prompts

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18 - brushing your hair - pedri

4 - cuddles on the sofa under a blanket - fermin

8 - arguing with one another - Gavi

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PEDRI ONE SHOTS

Bathroom - Pedri smut

Forget it - Pedri smut

Kiss me - Pedri fluff

Love Language - Pedri fluff

Sweet Surprise - Pedri fluff

Jealousy - Pedri smut

Attention - Pedri smut

Princesa - Pedri fluff

Past times - Pedri fluff

The newspaper - Pedri fluff

Fraud - Pedri angst

Changes - Pedri angst

Cold water - Pedri fluff

Comeback - Pedri smut

Stranger - Pedri angst

Qatar - Pedri smau

Sleepless - Pedri smut

Paris - Pedri smau

Shameless - Pedri smut

One Sided - Pedri angst

Nothing that matters - Pedri angst

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CHERISHED KISSES - PEDRI

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What happens when Messi's daughter and Barcelona's golden boy meet once again after years? However if they want to make their 'friendship' last they have to fight because many probelms seem to occur.

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FERMIN ONE SHOTS

Reunited - Fermin smut

Thousand Times - Fermin fluff

Clásico - Fermin smut

Poland - Fermin smut

Addicted - Fermin smut

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second masterlist

[lkluvsu]

the pedrigavi community is literally carried by videos shot from 1 mile away on a flip phone from 1850

[h1nds]

saw someone on here say they were the larry of the football world and actually i'm dying on the floor

[marimariposaposa]

n side | pedri gonzález

“ you know all your feelings for me…inside of your heart ”

pairing: boyf!pedri x fem!reader

content: smut, soft(ish), praise, a little fluff, translated spanish, no y/n

word count: 1.8k

summary: you could be pressed into pedri but still not be close enough, you need to be inside of each other…

1:12am

its warm under the duvet, so warm you have to stick your foot out from underneath it—but it’s nice. pedri is freshly showered after coming home late, his hair still slightly damp and the smell of his soap still lingering when you press your face into his shoulder, it’s angular, sharp and a floral wood. you press your lips into his shoulder through his shirt and his smile is lit up with the screen of his phone. his fingers tap away at the keyboard to reply to a message as you peak over at the phone screen.

“acércate más a mí” (“come closer to me”) you mumble, and he laughs lightly, slipping his hand underneath your waist, hands splayed widely on your skin and pulling your body across the bed until your waist presses into his own, letting you wrap your leg around his comfortably. pedri tilts his head slightly to press a small peck onto your forehead, mumbling something about your hair smelling nice but you groan, whining into the surface of his bicep. “no estás cerca suficiente, ven.” (“you’re not close enough, come on.”)

he glances over at your face, your wide eyes, pupils dilated and plush bottom lip pouted forward. “cómo de cerca quieres estar, monada?” (“how close do you want to be, cutie?”) he chuckles breathily, curling his arm to pull your head up to his chest, letting it rest there and have you wrap both of your arms around his shoulders. his hand strokes your back, rubbing your shoulder blades and moving down to rest a palm on your ass. “todavía más cerca. déjame entrar a tus ropas.” (“even closer than this. let me get into your clothes”) you mumble into his chest, pressing your face into it and puckering your lips to leave a few smooches.

you cup his cheeks, fixating on the way he looks down at you, brushing your fingers along his jaw and humming incoherently. tracing along all his features, his nice brows, underneath his round eyes, along the bridge of his nose and blubbering his lips until he sticks his tongue out to stop it. “cariño” he muffles into your fingertips, throwing his phone to the other side of the bed.

your giggle is soft, mesmerising to him, a perfect encapsulation of your femininity—especially when you press your hands into his abdomen to sit atop of it, shadowing your figure onto the wall behind you. your hands run down his chest, up to his face where you tussle his hair, he’s been so focused on training these past few weeks, and he hasn’t had time to get a haircut, it’s grown out over his whole forehead, or shave his beard. you aren’t complaining, in fact, you like it—a lot. you plaster small pecks across his cheeks, and around his lips.

“todavía más cerca” (“even closer”) you say lowly into the crook of his neck, laying flat on his body where like a teenage boy he can’t help but notice the way your boobs press into his chest. his arms wrap around your torso, hands squeezing your waist and you shuffle backwards, ass landing perfectly in the divot where he has his legs propped up and his hips begin.

pedri breathes your name, kindly and affectionately into your hair that sprawls across this collar. your lips connect to his neck, suctioning slightly to have him reach for your hair, pulling it only slightly. “déjame mostrarte lo cerca que podemos estar, cariño” (“let me show you how close we can be, cariño”) he hums, letting his hands roam up to your shoulders, and pull you to sit up—straddling his lap, in his shirt and a pair of black panties. it’s suffocating—the view—the pinkish tint of your cheeks, your hands placed nicely on his stomach, itching to just go a little further down, and your eyes that peer darkly beneath you onto him.

his hands find themselves underneath your shirt, ghosting the bare and hot skin of your torso beneath it, until they reach your breasts that he envelopes in each palm, lips twitching upwards. you lean down to take his lips to yours, slowly moving in motion, a simultaneous exchange where his tongue glides over your bottom lip and you move forward to feel the familiar grin that spreads on his face. his fingers skim across your nipples and you jolt on top of him, pulling away to take a sharp breath. “¿zona sensible” (“sensitive area?”) he lulls, pecking at the area around your lips.

you hum, gripping the hem of your shirt and slipping it over your head, draping it over pedri’s face with a giggle, guiding his hands to grope your boobs with no sight—heightening his senses, every receptor in his hands burning under your touch as his thumbs swipe over them again, and the blood continuing to rush to his crotch.

he tosses your shirt away from him into the opposite corner of the room, shallowing his breathing and taking in the lewd sight, “siempre tan hermosa…” (“always so beautiful…”) he speaks offhandedly, your name rolling off his tongue, pressing himself up to latch his lips around your boob, letting his tongue circle around the bud and teeth graze it ever so slightly. only so you grab onto his hair, your head falling backward and sighing out his name. he travels down the valley of your breasts, the cool air he exhales stimulating the damp areas and standing up the hairs on the back of your neck. “sí, pedro”

its unhinged, to have to watch him lap around your chest, arms propped up and muscles pulsing, biceps toned in the dim shadows of your bedroom and not have him at your drenched core.

he falls back when you reach down for his dick, cupping it with all five fingers over his sweats, straining a short groan out of him when you swipe your finger over the tip. “quita todo” (“take it off”) you tug at his shirt. he obliges without a second thought, pulling it over his head and lifting up his hips to pull down both his sweatpants and boxers in one, balancing you on top of him.

his dick springs out, hitting his stomach heavily, seeping and waiting for your hand to wrap around it. “peudo yo?” (“can i?”) you breathe, unevenly and desperately looking into his eyes for a response. “por favor” (“please”) tenderly he hums, smoothing a hand down your side. his dick leaks pre-cum, allowing your thumb to caress over the tip, slipping your whole hand down his length. he clenches your thigh, exhaling loudly the more you pump. “muy buena, preciosa” (“so good, pretty”) he squeezes his eyes shut, tightening his grip around you.

you unravel your fingers one by one, and he groans, regaining his breath and grinning up at you, inspecting the way you lift yourself up and align his dick between your legs, pulling your panties to one side and lowering yourself. you moan out at just the sensation of it touching you, filling yourself up until every single nerve in your body feels every single vein, twitch and ridge of his length.

your chest heaves, pedri holding you steady under the pressure of his dick stretching you out completely, hitting every spot, until it finally slips through up until your cervix. “joder.” (“fuck.”) he rasps, one hand cupping your face and brushing his thumb over your parted lips, the other squeezing your boob.

pedri admires your body leaning down to wrap your arms around his neck, your whole bare front pressed up against his. skin to skin—stomach, chests pushing against each other’s with a shared breath, warming him and sparkling a tingle in his chest. he strokes your hair, you adjusting to his size in you.

it’s sweet, melting into him when you ride, burying him deeper and deeper inside you. instinctively, his lips spread kisses on your temple, awfully cute in the way he holds your head close to his while your hips snap erotically against his. every single plough down of your ass, hitting a new angle on your g-spot, his palm gripped around your ass to amplify the force. he melodies your name into the crook of your neck, biting back a loud moan, his face is so flushed you can feel the heat on your skin. “eso es” (“that’s it”) he chokes, mouth open and hot breath tickling your ear.

“pedro està tan bien” (“pedro it’s so good”) whimpering out you clench tightly around his dick, thighs burning and lungs closing in exhaustion and your own speeding pulse felt by pedri.

your vision hazes, whining out his name the further your orgasm builds, in the depths of your stomach right where his tip presses into your cervix, a mix of pain and pleasure the more you roll your hips.

“deja que me meta” (“let me put in some work”) he huffs, taking you by your sides with a hitching breath and holding you centre so he can buck his hips upwards. every single cardio workout he’s done leading up to this moment where he jerks up into you, desperately. so animalistically all you can do is squirm above him, holding tightly onto his forearms while a sob is rutted out of you with every movement.

you can’t even warn him when you climax, crying out his name, the vibrations of your words alone on his skin nearly sending him over the edge, going limp in his hold. “sigue aguantando cariño” (“hang on, cariño”) pedri begs, quivering as he speeds up for the last few moments before lifting you off him completely, come spewing onto his abdomen in a disorderly fashion. he mewls out a string of words—your name, swear words, your name again, “te amo” and another swear word. his eyes are squeezed shut and you lean over to kiss his wet lips.

your body falls to his side, and he immediately embraces it, holding you close to him and turning his head to peck your cheek. there’s a light sheen of sweat covering the both of you, and his hand reaches to shirt that had landed crumpled beside the bed, using it to pat your forehead of moisture, his own, your thighs and finally the remains of his release from his abs.

“grosero” (“gross”) you laugh, and he huffs.

“soy yo el grosero?” (“im gross?”) he chuckles, tossing the shirt back to wear it came from, pulling you closer to him. “y aquí estábais rogando estar cerca de mí” (“and here you were begging to be close to me”).

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[pablitogavii]

Could you write something about y/n being Pedri’s sister and she and Pablo are dating secretly but y/n ends up getting pregnant and they have to tell pedri and he gets really mad but in the end he has to accept it.

Btw I love your writing so much. You are such a talented writer.

Bebé

You and Pablo have been in a secret relationship for almost six months now hiding it from the world bust mostly from your big brother Pedri.

He had one rule for his teammates and it's that his little sister is off limits, but when Pablo met you he just couldn't help the immediate love he had for you.

You were similar to Pedri in that you were very calm and it's that quality that keeps Pablo grounded and happy. You were always able to bring him peace and over these past months he fell head over heels for you.

So when you learned that you were pregnant, after immediate shock, you both were really happy that something beautiful came from your love. Although not planned, you both wanted this baby and knew you would do everything in your power to be the best parents.

"Now we have to tell him.." you said after a few moments of silence laying in Pablo's arms while he stroked your still flat tummy thinking how lucky and happy he felt in this moment.

"I don't want you to worry about anything preciosa..I will talk to him...I love you and our little angel and I will do everything for the two of you..everything" he said and you felt safe nodding your head before looking up and placing your lips onto his.

A few days later..

"Get off him! Pedri please!" you wanted to intervene when Pedri punched Gavi making him fall to the ground grunting and spitting blood from his mouth.

"No! You're coming with us hermanita.." Aurora didn't let go off you pulling you away from the scene with your mom and Belen while your dad pulled the two boys away from one another.

"Cálmate! Stop acting like children! Beating him won't solve anything hijo! Your sister loves Pablo and it's her choice who she wants to be with..and as for the baby, it's early but every child is a blessing..." man tried to reason but Pedri was only seeing red from anger.

"That's not the point! He knew she was off limits! He swore to be my best friend and was screwing my sister on the side!" Pedri was screaming trying to pull from his father's grasp towards Pablo who stood there looking his friend straight in the eyes.

"I love her hermano.." Pablo said and Pedri got angrier trying to pull away from grasp again while cussing at him.

"Hijo de puta!" was all Pedri replied before storming out of the house.

"I'm going to beat both of their asses! You shouldn't stress out when you are carrying my beautiful sobrina..everything will be alright hermanita" Aurora pulled you towards herself kissing the top of your head.

"How do you know it's a girl Rora??" you said with a weak smile while holding your stomach in reassurance wanting to talk about anything but the fact that your boyfriend were probably fighting to death right now.

"Just trust your hermanita bonita" Aurora smiled kissing the top of your head seeing her brother walking towards the living room with your dad by his side and no Pedri in sight.

"Is everything alright? Why are you holding your stomach? Is our anjo alright princesa?? Should I take you to the hospital!?" Pablo was already on his knees in front of your placing his larger hand over yours on your stomach and you pulled him closer kissing the top of his head.

"I'm alright..where is he??" you said seeing Pablo's beautiful eyes fill with tears while he looked up at you letting the tears spill as you dried them with your hands.

A few weeks later...

Since the turbulent night at your house, your whole family accepted the new situation and did everything in their power to help you with everything.

Aurora was already buying baby clothes convinced it's a girl, Belen and your mom brought you cooked meals even though you could still cook for yourself and both your dad and Pablo's took upon themselves to help pablo build the baby nursery.

Pablo was happier than ever, spending all of his free time with you and always saying how excited for your little 'anjo' (since you don't know the gender yet) to wear his jersey when you bring them to the games. Your cheeks blushed at the idea and you were just as excited knowing that this will be the most loved child in the world.

Pedri on the other hand was the only one who remained distant..and as much as you try not to think about it, it hurts that your brother haven't talked to you since he found out about the pregnancy.

You moved to stay permanently with Pablo at his apartment close to Camp Nou and despite expecting Pedri to reach out when he cools off, he never did.

"How is he?" you said sadly while you and Pablo were cuddling to sleep happy that you can at least know your bother is healthy from Pablo who is forced to see him daily.

"He's good, princesa..don't worry" Pablo said holding your now prominent baby bump while pulling you closer so that your back was glued to his chest.

"I'm getting big..." you sigh and Pablo kissed the side of your neck lovingly nodding his head while caressing your belly.

"Good..you're beautiful mi preciosa" Pablo said and you smiled feeling the baby kick for the very first time which took both you and Pablo by surprised before both you cried happy tears that all of this was indeed real.

Pablo noticed that this whole thing with Pedri was affecting you especially with hormone disbalance during pregnancy. Despite trying to hide it, it was obvious that you missed your brother and that you were sad that he just pushed you away indefinitely.

Pablo even found you asleep on the couch one evening with one hand on your now grown bump and other holding old picture of you and Pedri as kids with dried tears on your cheeks.

He couldn't take seeing you like this especially when he wanted to bring you all the happiness there is the world because that's what you deserve. A week later he decided to try and talk to Pedri again.

"You should call her..just to let her known you're alright..she worries about you.." Pablo said to Pedri during one of the trainings but the moment he placed his hand on the boy's shoulder, he got pushed back.

"Get the fuck away from me! The only reason I haven't beaten your ass is because of her and that precious bebé in her belly" Pedri said and Pablo nodded his head looking at him with hopeful eyes that he called the baby 'precious' making it sound like he wasn't unhappy about becoming an uncle.

"She's worrying too much and that's not good for the bebé. Just please let her know you are still her brother and transfer all that rage onto me..I can handle it..and I deserve it but she doesn't" Pablo said before Xavi called them to join the rest of the team for the training.

The day Pedri showed up at your front door, you found out that you were indeed carrying a babygirl. You went to the ultrasound with Pablo but asked a doctor not to tell you a gender only to return out of curiosity a day later and learn the truth.

"Hey! Sorry, I didn't expect anybody and I look like a mess..but come in!" you were mumbling in nervousness like you weren't only talking to your brother. He was looking at your very much grown belly and you were caressing it out of nervousness not knowing what to say.

"I grew bigger since last time you saw me.." you said and Pedri looked back to your face with a small smile on his face that made you relax.

"Just a little bit.." he joked lighting up the mood and you chuckled walking to the living room and sitting besides him on the couch.

"Um..listen, I'm sorry that I kept it a secret from you. I just didn't want to be a reason you hate Pablo, who by the way is miserable without his "Pepi" just like me. " you said feeling lighter that you finally let it come out of your mouth.

"Um..I'm sorry I didn't call earlier..I kept telling mom to take pictures of you so that I could see as your stomach grows" Pedri said and you smiled feeling your eyes fill with tears that your brother cared about you this whole time despite everything.

"That's why she turned into a paparazzi then.." you joke and you both laugh like in good old days. You felt kicks which occurred always around the same time, right before Pablo was going to arrive home and baby anticipated daddy's return.

"Kicking?" Pedri said and you smiled nodding your head asking if he wanted to feel and he was uncertain but when you took his hand and placed it onto your stomach a big smile was glued onto his face.

"Can I tell you something..and you will be the first one to know?" you said as he nodded his head waiting fro you to continue.

"It's a girl..I found out today.."you said and Pedri's eyes filled with tears while he pulled you in and kissed the top of your head while baby kicked like crazy almost like it was sensing you talked about her.

"And Pablo doesn't know?" Pedri said with raised eyebrows while you shake your head.

"Not yet.." and just like clockwork Pablo opened the front door freezing in place when he saw you and Pedri hugging in the living room. He was happy you were finally reunited with your brother but he didn't want to ruin the moment considering that his best friend hates him now and probably will forever.

"I'm sorry amor..I'll come back later" Pablo said turning around to leave but Pedri called him name taking him by surprise.

"Shouldn't you tell him??" Pedri said and Pablo's eyebrows furrowed feeling worried that something was not okay with your or the baby but the smile on your face made him relax a bit.

"You do it!" you said and Pedri walked to Pablo placing his hand on his shoulder which took Pablo completely by surprise but he waited patiently to hear whatever was going on right now.

"We are going to have a little Barça princesa in our family and at the camp soon!" Pedri said and Pablo was frozen in place not understanding the word coming out of his mouth in that moment.

"Wait..so..so..." Pablo stumbled on his words while you smiled wide at him nodding your head while Pedri ruffled his hair happily.

"You will have a daughter hermano! And I'm gonna gave the cutest little sobrina in the world!" Pedri said and Pablo's tears spilled down his cheeks while he rushed and raised you odd your feet like your wighted noticing before kissing your lips lovingly going onto his knees in front of your stomach.

"Hola mi anjo..it's your papi..tu eres mi princesa mas bonita del todo el mundo..y tu mamá es mi reina..papi te amo mucho princesita" he kissed your stomach while you ran your fingers through his messy curls kissing his forehead afterwards.

"Te amo mi vida!" he got to his feet kissing your lips before turning around to his best friend who pulled him into a hug like nothing has ever changed making you cry while watching them. Damn hormones!

"We are going to have a Barça Princesa!" Pablo said and Pedri nodded high fiving him and cheering while you chuckled at their childish celebration.

"I'm buying her my jersey in the little size!" Pedri said

"I got that idea first!" Pablo complained making you chuckle at both of them saying that she will probably end up wearing both anyways.

Three years later..

You went to the game with Mia (your daughter's name), Aurora, your uncle and aunt to support Barça's last match of the LaLiga excited to see the trophy celebration.

She was mirror image of Pablo with her messy curls and quite an explosive attitude but you wouldn't have it any other way. She is basically attached to her papi's side all the time so when she saw him run onto the pitch she kept saying 'papi papi!" which made everyone awe adorably including yourself.

"Si princesa, es tu papi" you say giving her some water since it was quite hot and you wanted to make sure she keeps hydrated. Then your brother ran onto the pitch and she stopped drinking pointing once again but this time saying "pepi pepi" making him wave at all of you with a bright smile.

Pedri and Aurora spoiled this girl rotten from presents, to continuous attention and "secret" ice creams dinners you pretend not to know anything about.

Pablo wanted to surprise Pedri, so he got Mia a new jersey to wear over her usual "papi" one with Pedri's name and number remembering that he wanted to see her in it while she was still in your belly.

After the game was over, she wanted your uncle to carry her while you stretched your back chit chatting with Aurora while walking to meet with Pablo and Pedri.

"Looks like you were right Rora..we got our Barça Princesa" you said smiling while all the players were circling around the little girl who was giggling at them shyly.

"Quién es la princesa de papi huh??" Pablo pinched Mia's cheek and she nodded pointing at herself while he giggled being joined by Pedri shortly after.

"Hola Princesita Mia! I like your jersey" Pedri said smiling when he saw mini jersey with his name on his niece and she looked around being intrigued by the amount of people surrounding her. He winked at Pablo who nodded his head smiling at Mia's cute face.

"Who is that Mia??" your uncle said pointing at Pedri and she smiled wide at his familiar face in the crowd.

"Pepi!" she cheered making both boys laugh at how adorable she was while she gave her uncle a high give making him wink at her adorably.

"And that??" he then pointed at Pablo smiling wide sharing that same smile that Pablo has.

"Papi!" she said high fiving him too as he was invited to speak as a man of the match but when he tried to leave she started crying repeating "Papi! Papi!"while reaching her arms out towards Pablo.

"I can take her" you say but Pablo reassures you that it is fine and that he will take her with him to the short interview while she giggled happy once she was in her dad's arms.

"Alright be good my trouble makers!" you say winking at them and Pablo leans down to kiss you letting Mia do the same before they left to do their business.

"Bienvenidos Gavi! Oh and who is this beautiful lady??" the man asked waving to Mia who smiled hiding her face quickly into her dad's neck.

"This is Mia..my daughter but she is a little shy now"Pablo said smiling and kissing the top of her head while she still his her face into his neck sucking on her thumb.

"She is Pedri's biggest fan isn't she??" man joked looking at her little jersey and Pablo nodded remembering the moment Pablo told him he will buy her a little jersey that day you all made up with each other..all of that seemed so far away.

"She loves her uncle so much because he let's her eat ice cream for dinner, isn't that right princesita??" Pablo said laughing a little before answering a few questions about the match.

The rest of the time you were taking some pictures on the pitch for memory while Mia was kicking the ball being the little energy bomb that she was.

"She is the best thing that happened to our family hermano..I'm sorry I ever doubted your love for my sister..." Pedri said staring at the little girl kicking the bal around while hugging Gavi's shoulders.

"It's all forgotten..I'm glad I didn't lose you as my best friend and brother Pedri" Pablo said and they hugged before Mia yelled "papi! pepi!" kicking the ball towards them as they started to play with her joined by other players as well.

"Be careful mi amor!" you yelled shortly joined by Pablo sitting besides you watching as everyone was around Mia happily entertaining the little girl.

"She's all ours amor..our little princesa" you said smiling while Pablo pulled your closer kissing your lips this time a bit more passionately (now that you were finally alone).

"I want another one.." Pablo whispered into your ear before kissing down your neck and you giggled feeling your heart swell and your mind immediately agree while you kissed him back passionately.

[sh3-emp]

Guys wtf what did I miss

[barbarrie-stuff]

look at them supporting our youth team 🫶🏼 (marc guiu scored again btw, hopefully xavi will give him more chances in the first squad)

[incorrect-futbol-quotes]

Pedri: "It's easy to forget what a sin is in the middle of a battlefield."

Gavi: Opposite over hypotenuse.

Gavi: Dipshit.

[chrzzboo]

I remember the good times when there used to be fanfics about Gavi and Pedri every hour of the day 🥲 Good times

[gavisimmaculaterizz]

no puedo 😭😭😭

[gavisfanta]

Pedri discovering that the reader is pregnant?

SWEET SURPRISE - PEDRI

summary: pedri gets you pregnant and you have to tell him the big news

warnings: none just fluff

"Fuck." You muttered as you looked at the positive pregnancy test in front of you on the bathroom counter.

While looking down at the floor you heard Pedri knock on the door to the bathroom.

He just came home from practice but you didn't even realize as you have been in the bathroom for the past 20 minutes.

"Babe, can I come in?" Pedris voice drung through the door and you took a deep breath while grabbing the pregnancy test and pushing it into your hoodie pocket.

As you made sure that nothing or no sign was left of you testing positive, you walked over to the door and pushed down the doorhandle.

"Hey Pedri." You forced a smile, you were happy that you were pregnant, you just didn't know how Pedri was gonna react. You two weren't really trying for a baby so that was what you were the most afraid of.

Many emotions filled you up as you hugged him, he was the father of your child. He was the one that got you pregnant, he was the one who made you feel safe and happy. You just hoped that it wouldn't get destroyed as you told him the news.

However as of right now you were still debating as if you should tell him, he is the dad after all he deserved to know. He had every right to know but you were scared.

Pedri pulled you out of your thoughts as he looked down at you silently. He grabbed your jaw and made you look up at him, Pedri immediately noticed that your eyes were filled up with worry and sorrow.

He squinted his eyes and his lips curled up into a soft smile as he looked at you.

"Are you okay?" He inhaled sharply as you nodded your head, it was like you couldn't talk. You were well known to the fact that this is where it all could go wrong.

As soon as Pedri noticed that you really weren't feeling well, or atleast he noticed that something was on your mind, his smile faded.

He was concerned for you and what possibly could have hurt you, or rather who. So he pushed a strand of hair behind your ear as he stood close to you, letting you feel his presence, that he was there for you.

"Y/n what is on your mind?" He asked again, you let out a deep sigh as you then put your forehead on his shoulder and toon a few deep breaths before stepping away from him and leaning backward against the counter top.

"I have to tell you something." You said and put both of your hands on either side of your body and you watched him stand there and look at you.

"I had a gut feeling that something was wrong so while you were at practice today I went to the store and bought a pregnancy test." You said as fast as you could.

Many things crossed Pedris mind at those seconds as you spoke the last word.

Pregnancy test.

Pregnancy.

Baby.

Dad.

Pedri had always wanted a family with you and he has made thst clear many times before. So now he was holding his breath and watching the mother of his kid, hopefully.

"It was positive, now I understand if you don't want to kee-" You tried to say but before you could even finish your sentence Pedri almost jumped over to you and lifted you off the floor.

He spun you around in the air as his face was covered by a big smile. His eyes so small they were barely visible as his whole face wrinkled up.

He put you down and then kissed you on the lips, you couldn't help but smile at his sweet gesture. You didn't expect him to be this happy if he even would be happy at all.

"This is wonderful. My god I can't wait for those nine months. You want to keep the baby right? We're gonna be amazing parents diós mío." Pedri was feeling hyper active as he looked at you and held your hand.

"Of course." you smiled and Pedri nodded his head. You couldn't help but laugh as you watched your boyfriend smile at you in happiness.

He was truly the right one for you.

[lkluvsu]

pedri went “babe, not in public!”

[h1nds]

thought this was too funny not to share