all the world cup lerpers loving jude x erling. y’all need to be put on ferran x pedri
teammates in fc barcelona and the spanish national team. pedri on the left is a midfielder like jude bellingham and ferran on the right is a forward like erling haaland. here they are in the final and ferran just casually gives pedri a smooch on the head before being subbed in together because they’re the ultimate duo. fucking soulmates
running to each other and embracing after ferran scores the winning goal and the final whistle blows, declaring them world champions (mind you, the fact that ferran is the one who scored is poetic in itself bc he’s gotten a lot of criticism in the past couple of years for not finishing. he’s undergone a crisis of confidence and depression as a result. and pedri has stood by him every step of the way and believed in him. so to have him be the one to win us the cup and immediately embrace pedri, well it’s fucking beautiful)
the ultimate friends to lovers trope. i’m fucking obsessed with them
