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feliz cumpleaรฑos para mรญ, primer aรฑo de ser esposa! ๐ฅณ๐
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the favourite II Aitana Bonmatรญ x Reader
masterlist I word count: 2349
a/n: hi everyone, this oneshot is a longer one, so get cozy. <3
The golden hour has just begun in the beautiful city of Barcelona, you were finally done with correcting your studentโs paper, so you were able to continue reading the book on the sofa, which was the perfect way to clock off of work in your opinion.
The happy mood slightly shifted when you thought back to the phone call you had with your girlfriend earlier that day. Aitana told you she was injured and that she was coming back home this evening.
You felt guilty, because partly you were happy about the fact that your lover was about to return to you, this year has been a lot for her work wise, and you rarely got time to spend together as a couple, apart from you trying to be there in the stands at every home game or final. It didnโt surprise you that the midfielderโs body was exhausted from all of this.
On the other hand, Aitana loved playing football so much, so it would be hard to not see her doing what she was so passionate about. You realized reading at this point was impossible, there were too many thoughts running through your mind.
โHola, mi amor.โ, you greeted her warmly, as you heard her opening the front door.
โHola.โ, the football player replied in a cheerful tone which tried to hide the disappointment the brunette felt.
Immediately you jumped off the sofa to give her a much-needed hug. โHow are you? I know you had to leave national team camp early.โ
โItโs nothing too bad, donโt worry.โ, Aitana reassured you with a weak smile on her lips.
โBut I do worry a little.โ, you admitted concerned while running a hand through your girlfriends open hair, something you knew she liked, because it had a soothing effect on her.
You caught her looking at the papers which were still laying on your kitchen table, so you added quickly:โ Sorry, Iโll take those to my office.โ
โNo, itโs fine. Stay, youโre busy.โ, the midfielder slowly shook her head.
โIโm actually done with going through them. My students wrote about their role models, and I spotted some familiar names quite a few times.โ, you remembered, smiling fondly at the memory.
โOh really? Like whose names?โ, Aitana looked up curiously.
โLike Patri, Alexia, Salma, but youโve been mentioned the most. Wait-โ, you counted them off on your fingers. You proudly showed your girlfriend the texts which were about her.
โI didnโt know your students cared so much about football, specifically womenโs football.โ, the midfielder muttered amazed, while devouring the handwritten pages.
โI know, the view definitely changed in recent yearsโฆ Remember when we were at school and no one seemed to care about womenโs football?โ, you asked, thinking back to the time when you and Aitana met for the first time. You were best friends in school, always stuck together. Until things changed in your teenage years.
Unhappily, your girlfriend put the papers back on the table: โThey always said that we canโt play with the boys.โ
โOr that we would never be as good as them.โ, you added. โWhich I was okay with because I always preferred books over balls, but I admired you for not listening to these voices.โ
You had loved a good football match when you were younger, but you never had the same burning desire to play that Aitana possessed.
โThatโs all I ever wanted to do, kick a ball around.โ, Aitana shrugged and even though a lot had changed since your school days, you felt reminded of the younger Aitana. The quiet girl that defiantly fought for her right to play football.
You smiled softly: โI know, and it got you very far.โ
โI never knew it would.โ, Aitana replied, clearly lost in her own thoughts about her career.
โBut it did.โ You took a deep breath. The idea that had been floating around your head since you read the papers started to take form on the tip of your tongue. โCould you do me a favour?โ
โSure, which one?โ, your girlfriend answered quickly.
โMaybe you could visit my class to talk a bit about your life as a football player? It would mean the world to them. Youโre clearly one of their favorites.โ You nodded in the direction of the pages piled on the table.
Aitana did not answer. She stared at you speechlessly until she found her voice a second later: โYour students want to seeโฆ me?โ
She looked so surprised that you had to bite back a laugh. โYes, they would love that.โ
Aitana beamed: โSure. Of course Iโm coming.โ
โThank you.โ
โYouโre welcome.โ
You leaned over for a quick kiss: โI really appreciate it.โ
โItโs a pleasure.โ
โBut for nowโฆโ
Your girlfriend raised her eyebrows in expectancy: โYes?โ
โCuddles?โ, you asked innocently, ready to wrap your arms around her.
โPlease.โ, she smiled. You threw yourself against her body, tightly hugging her.
Laughing, Aitana let herself fall backwards against the armrest of the sofa so you could lay on top of her.
She started to run her fingers across your back: โThis is nice.โ
Your girlfriend paused for a moment, before adding with a smirk on her lips:โ But not as comfortable as in our bed.โ
โYouโre right letโs go to our bedroom.โ, you agreed as you helped her getting into a standing position.
โComing.โ, Aitana answered. With a soft sigh the midfielder landed on your double bed.
โThis is so much better.โ, she declared, eyes closed. The bedding felt pleasantly cool underneath her body while you laid down next to her. ย
โPerfect.โ, you mumbled. Grinning you continued:โ Do you want me to read out to you a little?โ
โSure.โ, the football player nodded, there was nothing in the world she found more soothing than listening to your voice.
โOkay.โ, you happily obliged to it. After a couple of pages, you realized that your girlfriend was becoming sleepy. Quietly you put your book on the nightstand.
โSleep well, Tana.โ
โNight.โ, Aitana whispered before inevitably sleep took itโs hold over her.
In the mornings you were always the first of you two to get up, as you needed to be ready for school. Much to your own surprise you realized that the midfielder was awake too:โ Good morning.โ
โMorning, amor.โ, she replied, before placing a sweet kiss to your mouth.
โYou know that you can still stay in bed, right?โ, you muttered blushing. After all those years the brunette still had that effect on you.
โI know, but I couldnโt sleep anymore.โ, Aitana admitted smiling sheepishly.
โI guess Iโll make two cups of coffees this morning.โ, you remarked.
โPlease.โ, your girlfriend responded. When the dark-haired woman was holding the warm drink in her hand, she thanked you with another kiss.
โYouโre welcome.โ, you replied, enjoying one of the rare mornings you both had together.
You wished you could enjoy that moment for a little bit longer but looking at the clock on the wall you cursed under your breath:โ Oh shit, I need to go!โ
โHave fun. Iโll see you later.โ, Aitana winked at you.
โBye.โ, you blew her a kiss, before making your way out of your home, ready for another day with your classes which were all dear to your heart.
The day arrived when Aitana was about to meet them for a lesson, you beamed excited at her:โ Ready, love?โ
โReady.โ, she nodded, your girlfriend was glad to have some distraction from her injury for at least the upcoming two hours. For a second you pressed her hand encouragingly, before leading her into the classroom.
โGood morning, everyone. Today weโve a very special guest.โ, you announced cheerfully.
A young girl with blonde hair called Imma sat in the front row and gasped audibly: โOh my god, Aitana!โ
She stared at the football player with widened eyes.
Your girlfriend smiled politely before introducing herself: โHi, Iโm Aitana Bonmatรญ. Iโm a football player for FC Barcelona.โ
โCan we ask her some questions?โ, Jordi asked curiously. You knew that the lanky boy had vast interest in all kinds of football, no matter if the players were male or female.
You nodded, watching as his eyes sparkled in excitement: โSure, thatโs why she came.โ
โGo ahead.โ, Aitana prompted, trying to get the children to ask questions.
Imma raised her hand hesitantly: โFrom where do you know, Miss y/l/n?โ
Your girlfriends gaze subconsciously drifted into your direction. You shared a smile for a split second.
With an eye-roll, Jordi complained: โThatโs such a boring question, Imma!โ
โI think thatโs a very good question. We went to school together years ago.โ, Aitana answered the question truthfully.
Jordi snorted: โWas she reading books back then too?โ
You had to stop yourself from telling him, once again that reading was not only good for them but also a lot of fun. You tried to encourage your class to read every chance they got.
Before you could say anything, Aitana grinned: โOh yes. She always loved books.โ
โBut I can play a bit too.โ, you added innocently.
โYeah. Sheโs pretty good.โ, your girlfriend had to agree.
For once, Jordi was silent, looking from you to Aitana and back. A challenging smile appeared on his face: โWe need to see that after class. But how did it feel to win the Ballon dโOr?โ
โAmazing. It was a great honour but I couldnโt have done it without my team.โ
โAnd you also won the Champions League!โ, a red-haired girl interrupted with a big toothy grin.
โYes, that was amazing too.โ, the football player nodded.
Julias cheeks turned almost as red as her hair from exhilaration: โSo cool!โ
โIโm lucky to have such a great team around me.โ, you heard Aitana say and you almost grimaced at how humble she was in front of your students.
Julia immediately followed with the next question, not allowing your girlfriend a break: โDo you have a favourite teammate? And is it Rolfรถ?โ
Aitana laughed, surprised by the question: โI have a lot of favourite teammates. And Frido is one of them. Sheโs great, very sweet.โ
โLike a team mum?โ, Imma piped up.
โA bit, yes.โ
โThatโs cute.โ, Imma commented happily.
โBut we have a lot of people who can step up as team mums.โ, the midfielder continued.
โAitana, howโs your injury?โ, Jordi changed the subject to a more serious one.
โItโs not too bad. They just wanted to be careful, so it doesnโt get worse.โ, the midfielder waved it off in a reassuring way.
โOh, good.โ, he sighed relieved.
ย โSo now Iโm here and can hang out with you guys.โ, Aitana clapped enthusiastically her hands.
โExactly.โ, you smiled proudly at her. ย
โSorry, did you want to continue, amor?โ, your girlfriend looked at you expectantly.
โNo, I just wanted to say that the class is ending soon.โ, you shook your head.
โAny more questions?โ, the football player turned her attention to your students again.
โCan we play now?โ, Jordi asked her innocently.
โOf course. Letโs go and play some football.โ, Aitana agreed, her eyes mirroring the excitement of the little boy who was very thrilled to play with a Barcelona player.
On her way out, she couldnโt help but to tease you in front of the children:โ Letโs see how good your teacher still is.โ
โIโll show you!โ, you laughed.
โProve it.โ, the midfielder gave you a playful challenging look.
One of your students was handing you the football, so you did one of the football tricks you still knew before kicking it into the empty goal, making the boys and girls erupt into a loud cheer.
โSee? She didnโt forget anything.โ, Aitana said, her voice full of admiration.
โWow.โ, Jordi followed your moves with the football amazed.
โNot, bad, right?โ, Aitana questioned him amused.
โNot as good as you are though.โ, you whispered into her ear.
โOh, if you got paid to play football all day, youโd also be good.โ, she stated firmly.
โYes, but I love my job, just look at their eyes.โ, you replied, your girlfriend did what you asked her to do. The girls and boys faces lit up while playing football in front of one of their idols.
Afterwards she looked back at you in adoration: โI only must look in your eyes. You were made to work with children. They adore you.โ
You werenโt even a big Taylor Swift fan, but your friends and the older students were and there was a line in one of her songs, which you quietly sung to her, before you looped the ball over the midfielder:โ You know how to ball, I know Aristotle.โ
โExcuse me?! What was that?!โ, Aitanaโs mouth fell wide open.
โI donโt know how I did it either!โ, you confessed.
โThat was impressive as hell!โ, Jordi told you.
With sparkling eyes, Imma demanded: โDo it again!โ
โYes, do it again.โ, Aitana smirked.
โLike this?โ, you asked before trying to play the ball over the worlds best female footballer again. This time, you were less lucky and the ball came at the perfect height for Aitana to easily head it back to you.
โOh no, it didnโt work.โ Julia sounded slightly disappointed.
You shrugged, trying to use the opportunity to teach your students a valuable lesson: โThe good thing is, one can always try again.โ
Aitana instead winked at them: โDonโt worry, Iโll teach her at home.โ
Imma frowned in confusion: โAt home? Do you two live together?โ
โAre you stupid? She called her amor earlier!โ, Jordi groaned.
The smaller girls eyes widened: โShe did?โ
โYes!โ
Aitana smiled at you, subtly linking your pinkies together: โSheโs my best friend but also my girlfriend.โ
โOh.โ Julia made a delighted sound.
Jordi rolled his eyes: โThey love each other, itโs so obvious, girls.โ
And then he was back to kicking the ball around. Julia and Imma quickly chased after him, trying to get the ball.
You and your girlfriend stood in comfortable silence, still holding hands and watching the children run around you.
In this moment you were hit with the realization that this was exactly all you ever wanted from life.
๐ฅน๐ฅน๐ฅน
๐๐ ๐๐๐๐.
๐ฆ๐๐ซ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ง๐ญ๐๐ฒ ๐ฑ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐ซ
heartbreak.
heartbreak is what you had been feeling for the past couple of days. knowing she was leaving you and your home had you bawling your eyes out for most of the hours of the day.
the majority of the team knew that marionaโs decision had hit you hard.
very hard.
usually you would arrive to training your hair all nicely done, all fresh as a daisy with the biggest smile on your face, speaking to everyone that you made eye contact with.
however since mariona broke the news to you that she was leaving barca your whole demeanour changed.
you would turn up with no effort gone into your hair, all messy, your skin was terrible your eye bags half way down your face, you would rarely speak to anyone even ignoring the media staff when walking out to train.
you had to accept she was leaving but you were just frightened about your relationship. constantly thoughts would swarm your head. is she going to break up with you? would you be able to handle the long distance? what if she meets someone else?
โฆ
today was her fair well speech with the team and most people at barca. you were debating to go and bid her farewell or not.
you had been staying at alexiaโs to give yourself some space from her because being stuck in the same house as mariona made you upset. all her stuff packed up in boxes, the apartment felt bare and your body numb. alexiaโs apartment was the safest bet for you, she always had your back.
you were in the guest bedroom curled up in a ball, the sheets tucked over your face. mascara and tears stained your face and the bed, your hair was a state sprawled across the pillow.
โy/n?โ someone knocked on the door.
you didnโt answer only soft whimpers and sniffles shook the mattress. you heard the door handle move to open the door, โy/n?โ the voice spoke.
alexia peeled back the sheet slightly, revealing your face. โhey.โ she smiled slightly pulling you into her lap, โare you coming with us?โ
โwhere?โ you played dumb.
โwhere do you think, to bid mariona your girlfriend farewell.โ alexia rubbed circular motions on your head.
โoh well probably not.โ you voice cracked after hearing her name.
โcome on y/n, youโll want to spend as much time with her as you can no?โ the captain tried to change your mind.
โsรญ but that was before i was the last one to be told she was leaving.โ you began to sob.
โlo sรฉ, lo sรฉ but you donโt want to leave on bad blood, surely you want whatโs best for each other.โ
โsรญ however it doesnโt feel right, i wonโt feel right without her, barca is her home where she belongs, i simply canโt be without her, barca canโt be without her, barca deserves her more than any other club. sheโs too good for any other team. she belongs here with me!โ you croaked.
โhey, hey calm calm down.โ the midfielder stroked your hair.
โlook put yourself in her shoes, she must feel the same. i know she wants whatโs best for her and maybe that isnโt barca but letโs go and spend some time with her before times up sรญ?โ alexia tried to motivate you.
โi would but iโve got nothing nice to wear, most of my clothes are stained or wet from tears.โ you sighed.
โluckily i sent olga to go and get you some more clothes for you.โ
โgracias, ale i love you.โ you nuzzled your head into her side.
โvenga letโs get you looking like the y/n we all love to see!โ
she let you use her shower before becoming your stylist, picking a pink and white thinly striped ralph lauren shirt and some blue denim shorts and your ralph lauren belt to match, olga had managed to steal marionaโs pink dunks that complimented your shirt.
โnow for your hair, down and straight.โ alexia decided getting her hair dryer out. you then applied a fresh layer of mascara and were ready to go, โthere you look so much more like yourself.โ
โgracias, i owe you so much.โ
โno no, you helped me get over jenni so donโt.โ the captain refused.
โvamos, weโre going to be late.โ she said saying goodbye to olga.
โฆ
your palms began to sweat, your body filling with anxiety as you turned into the facility. โestรกs bien?โ
โsรญ sรญ.โ
โthereโs nothing to worry about, you donโt even need to talk to her sheโll just appreciate you being there.โ alexia explained before you both got out the car.
luckily you arrived before mariona so it gave you time to settle. you were seated next to alexia and irene, i think most of the team were surprised that you had turned up as there was a lot of awkwardness in the air.
it all went quiet when mariona walked in. she smiled at everyone, her jaw dropped slightly when she saw you sat next to the captain, stunned that you were in the same room as her after avoiding her for the past few days.
she did her speech. of course it left you in tears, most of your team mates too and mariona herself. she came over to you all hugging everyone, leaving you last.
โhรตla.โ she mumbled in a small voice.
โhรตla.โ you responded bluntly, alexia raised a brow from the distance clearly asking if you were okay with speaking to mariona.
โi think we need to talk donโt you.โ mariona suggested.
she lead you just outside the building, leaning against the wall, โy/n iโm sorry, i didnโt mean for all of this to happen. i really wanted to stay for you but i canโt, my time is up itโs time to move on.โ
โhold on slow down, iโm happy for you mariona i really am but it just worked out the wrong way. iโm your girlfriend remember and i was the last one to find out that you werenโt staying at barca and that broke me.โ your voice cracked.
โlo sรฉ and i apologise for that, i donโt know how iโm going to cope without you. i donโt think iโm going to manage without your singing in the shower, cooking meals together, our movie nights i am going to miss everything.โ she explained.
โyo tambiรฉn, iโm gonna miss our fights over what film we watch or our walks on the beach after training but youโve got to do whatโs best for you, iโll be her supporting you no matter what.โ you took a deep breath.
โiโm still gonna love you however far away you are, your forever my girl.โ
โforever your girl, you wait next season i might be joining the team that youโll be playing for.โ
โmaybe you will, ahora come here.โ she planted a kiss on your lips. honestly you missed her touch, the way her lips felt on yours, โhey are they my shoes?โ
โehm, blame olga.โ you laughed.
โฆ
you were glad you managed to sort things out with mariona in the end, you were just scared. your even scared of potentially playing against her next season, whether thatโs in the champions league, the league or what. yes you would see each other internationally at camps but that wasnโt enough.
you just knew you had to accept people leaving. hence why you had a letter written for her, and you would give it the day she was due to leave.
you brought all of your stuff back to your apartment, knowing you wanted to spend as much time with mariona as much as possible.
โhola mรญrame.โ mariona spoke entering the bedroom.
โhola?โ you said on edge, looking at her in the eyes.
โlisten, me moving to a different country and playing for a different club isnโt going to change how i feel about you, it isnโt going change our relationship. itโs not like weโre going to be apart forever, theyโll be international camps and weโve got the euros next year, weโve got the whole of off season too.โ
โlo sรฉ lo sรฉ, i just canโt imagine waking up to an empty bed, going to training alone, singing in the car without you, our messy cooking, our days off together.โ you pouted pulling her on the bed.
โsรญ me neither but you still have everyone around your so you wonโt be entirely alone. iโm sure patri and piรฑa will keep you company.โ
โprobably.โ
later that evening you cooked dinner together like you usually did, pasta sauce and spaghetti ended up on the ceiling and walls from the food fights that mariona would start.
make up sex was the best with her.
flexing that degree in cuntology with an honours in serving
i want her t-shirt.
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐.
๐๐ฅ๐๐ฑ๐ข๐ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ฌ ๐ฑ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐ซ
๐/๐ง: ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ญ. ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐๐๐๐ - ๐๐๐๐.
...
it happened again.
the team won the la liga for the season again. It was even better because your girlfriend alexia made her comeback after being out for nearly 10 months from a nasty knee injury.
you and alexia were celebrating on the way back to the changing room, clinging on to the trophy her hand on one handle and yours on the other, "nosotras somos las campeonas!โ
"mi amiga!" patri sang the next lyric so she played the queen song on the speaker.
alexia pulled your body close to hers swaying to the music, you buried your face into her neck placing light kisses every once in a while, "amor!โ
"sรญ?" you hummed sending vibrations through her body.
"i don't want to stay out late tonight, we can celebrate at home." alexia whispered stroking your hair.
"how would you like to celebrate at home?" you smirked playing dumb.
"i think you know." she murmured in your ear.
"venga lovebirds, have a beer!โ mapi handed you both a bottle of estrella from her cubby.
"valรฉ valรฉ valรฉ!" alexia put her hands up before taking her sweaty match shirt off.
you could help but stare a little too long before taking your own shirt off. the team sang and danced for a while before you decide to go home and get dressed up to go to manuelas.
you both got into alexiaโs car and managed to get out of the car park before being swarmed by fans. the both of you took photos and signed items before leaving the premises.
once you got home, alexia went straight upstairs into your shared bedroom changing for a shower, โy/n cariรฑo are you showering with me?โ
"sรญ claro, stupid question bonita but we can't be long i promised patri i would pick her and piรฑa up." you called up stair well.
"valรฉ!โ
you rushed into the master bedroom taking your shorts and sports bra off as you were eager to get to alexia. she was in the shower facing the wall you thought she looked good from behind. her ass is incredible.
you opened the glass shower door, she didn't even turn around so you approached her holding her hips, grabbing her bum lightly, "hola bonita." she greeted you.
you hummed in response kissing over her neck and across her left shoulder, you brought her arm up kissing all the way down her arm and down her hand to her index finger. alexia tilted your chin up to look at her in the eyes, bringing you close to her face connecting her lips with yours.
no words were shared, just through actions.
you managed to wash each other without getting too carried away, "can you pass me my towel amor?"
the midfielder wrapped a towel around you and her own around herself walking back into the master bedroom. you decided to dry and straighten your hair, leaving your natural freckles to sprawl themselves across your face only applying a little bit of mascara.
finally you decided to wear some caramel dress trousers and a white vest top paired with your dior high tops, gold rolex, cartier bangle and chunky rings.
your girlfriend decided on a black crop top with extra ties and a matching black ruched skirt. she left her hair looking wet pushed back out of her face, alexia put light eyeshadow on with lashes and a red lip, "what jewellery shall i wear?"
"definitely gold so maybe your hoops and the gold rolex i got you." you suggested, which she agreed putting them on.
"and my shoes?"
"your red jordans 100%." you implied.
"you have such good taste, i know i can count on you." alexia smiled kissing your lips lightly.
"ale!" You groaned.
"que?"
"you got your lipstick on me." she wiped your lips with her finger, "no kissing me all night."
"but y/n, that's gonna be so hard you look so good." alexia smirked.
โyouโre just gonna have to behave."
"i will try my hardest ." alexia raised a brow grabbing her bag.
...
after the couple picked up patri and piรฑa they drove to the open air restaurant, their head coach had invited the team out for a celebratory dinner.
of course they were the first of the players to arrive, alexia was always good with her timing, arriving first to everything.
"hola bona nit.โ each of the greeted.
"sit, sit." he pointed at the rather long table.
you and alexia sat near the head of the table as the staff sat next to jonatan who was at the end with patri and piรฑa sitting opposite you. once everyone arrived jonatan handed your girlfriend the trophy placing it in between you both.
"mi reina." You mumbled into alexia's ear, a smile appeared upon her lips.
"mi querida." she looked at you with loving eyes.
everyone had eaten and drinks were flowing, you were finishing third estrella whereas your girlfriend was finishing her fourth strawberry daiquiri. mapi danced over to the table with a large jug of sangria, "let's get this party started!"
you all cheered, mapi filling fresh wine glasses to the brim with the beverage. you placed your hand on alexia's bare thigh making her flinch at the coldness of your rings, "lo siento."
she brushed her thumb over your knuckle reassuring you that she was fine.
jonatan told everyone to grab a photo with the trophy in which you all did, "campeonas! campeonas !" cata and mapi started shouting dancing around with her flag that she bought with her.
eventually you all floated off to manuelas which you were looking forward to. As soon as you entered, you were stamped with a 'manuelas' tattoo and lots of stickers.
you got the love was playing a slowish song so you dragged your girlfriend to the dance floor slinging her arms around your neck. slowly dancing and singing the lyrics with your teammates.
she span her body around as antes de morirme started playing guiding your arms around her waist, you pulled her hips colliding them with yours. her skirt began to ride up as she grinded her backside into your crotch, โcariรฑo."
she looked up at you with an innocent look on her face, "si mi amor?"
"i said behave." you bit your lip.
"i am not using my lips though am i?" alexia winked at you knowing that she was teasing you.
"bathroom. ahora." you grunted in her ear.
you got to the bathroom, other women were hooking up by the basins so alexia lead you into a cubical. you pushed her up against the door, exploring her exposed body in the limited space you had.
she returned the favour, flipping your body over onto the door, pulling your straps of your vest top down taking it off with your bra. alexia attached her lips to your neck, kissing and sucking at it moving down to your breasts, "ale."
she just looked at you innocently, "you want this right?"
you nodded in response and she set to work taking your nipple into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it adding a light suction. At this point alexia's lipstick had smeared all over your body but you were too busy to care.
"ale! y/n!" a voice called from outside the cubicle, of course it was ana.
her voice pulled you out of the messy fog, "yes what?"
"if your gonna have sex, go home." she yelled as you quickly put your clothes on and opened the door.
โhow did you know?" alexia furrowed her eyebrows.
"look at the state of y/n for a start!โ your body was absolutely covered in alexia's lipstick.
"ah well i-."
"save it, just go home i've ordered you an uber and pick your car up in the morning." ana said leaving the bathroom.
"gracias ana!" you pulled a face as you left the club.
"we can continue this at home, mi reina." you smirked getting in the taxi.
Sorry guys, but this final gave us so many ideas, so there will be something coming soon !
like daylight II Mariona Caldentey x Reader
masterlist I word count: 2545
a/n: Hi, the oneshot is based on this idea here, enjoy. <3
โWe need to talk about Mariona.โ, Alexia begun as she sat down with her older Barcelona teammates to eat their breakfast in the hotel in which they stayed for an away game. The morning sun enlightened the whole room as they started the conversation, everything the day light touched appeared golden.
โAnd y/n.โ, Marta added who immediately knew what the fellow captain was hinting at.
โSo, we all saw that, right?โ Irene asked the players around her.
โRight.โ, Sandra confirmed what everyone has noticed for the past weeks. Everyone could see that Mariona and you had feelings for each other but were too shy to make the first step. ย This was understandable as both of you had been hurt by your ex-lovers in the past.
โWe have to help them out a bit.โ, Alexia concluded.
โBut how?โ, Irene wanted to know from her teammates.
โI think I have an idea.โ, the dark-haired defender claimed. ย
โWhat are you thinking of?โ, their captain responded in a curious tone.
โThey both love music. Maybe thatโs something.โ, Marta thought out loud.
โWe could do a karaoke night, let Mario play the piano while she could be singing.โ, the goalkeeper suggested winking.
โI like that.โ, Alexia nodded thoughtfully.
โThatโs disgustingly romantic.โ, Caroline shrugged, while she hugged Marta from behind.
โOne day youโll see that itโs actually cute.โ, her girlfriend said sounding warm as she kissed the cheek of the taller woman who immediately blushed.
โMaybe if itโs working.โ, the Norwegian admitted slowly.
โIt will.โ, the Blonde stated, leaving no room for doubts.
โSomeoneโs very convinced.โ, Caroline laughed.
โYes, just you wait.โ, Alexia replied confidently.
โIโll watch from the sidelines.โ, the winger told the midfielder, she was by nature not a person who searched the spotlight.
โSo, youโre not singing for us? How sad.โ, Sandra teased the Scandinavian smiling.
โNever.โ, Caroline shook her head in a decisively manner.
โWhoโs not singing?โ, you just passed your teammates, but when you caught the part about the singing you abruptly stopped to join the conversation.
โCaro doesnโt want to.โ, Marta explained humming. ย
โWeโll do karaoke tonight.โ, Alexia informed you.
โReally, that sounds fun.โ, you answered cheerfully.
โYes, right?โ, the defender beamed at you.
โYeah, I canโt wait for that. Mario, will you play?โ, you questioned the midfielder who has been walking with you to the breakfast room.
โSure, I can play.โ, Mariona answered grinning.
โGreat.โ
โAny idea what you want to sing?โ, the Mallorquin glanced at you interested.
โHm, Iโve to think about it. What about you? Any songs you love to play on the piano?โ, you redirected the question.
โLet me think about it.โ, Mariona mumbled, already deep into her own thoughts.
โBut for now weโve training girls this isnโt High School Musical!โ, Alexia reminded you earnestly but with an amused smile on her lips.
Marionas eyes twinkled as she looked at her teammate: โDonโt tell me you watched High School Musical!โ
โOh my god, Ale totally did!โ, you shouted excitedly while the captain rolled her eyes with a small smile.
โTraining.โ, she reminded you.
โDonโt distract, capi! Kei, Ale watched High School Musical!โ You turned towards the English midfielder, knowing that she was an avid fan of the movies.
Keira almost dropped her coffee cup as she stared at Alexia in amazement: โNo way!โ
Alexia glared at her: โDonโt you dare tell anyone about it!โ
Keira remained unimpressed by the threat, grinning at the older midfielder: โWe have to watch the movies together!โ
โYes, for a team movie night!โ, you suggested.
Keira nodded: โYes!โ
โPlease no.โ, Alexia sighed.
โOh come on!โ, Keira begged.
You innocently blinked at your captain with big eyes: โPlease say yes!โ
โStop doing your puppy eyes!โ, Alexia scolded you.
You continued, making your eyes even wider.
โDamn it, they always work. Fine, weโll do it one day.โ, Alexia finally gave in.
โYeah!โ, Keira high fived you happily.
โOh yes!โ, you cheered with her.
Alexia shook her head and got up from the table. With a wink, she referenced the movies again: โCan we get our heads in the game now?โ
โSure, Capi!โ, you laughed, following her out of the breakfast room to get ready for training.
โThanks.โ
After a successful training session, Mariona stopped you on the pitch. โY/n?โ
โYes?โ You took a sip of your water, trying to slow down your breathing.
โHave you picked a song yet?โ
You were prepared for the question, having spend the entire training thinking about it: โI did.โ
โWhich one?โ
โSomething from the Beatles? I heard theyโre easy to play on the piano.โ, you proposed.
Marionas face lit up, apparently satisfied with your suggestion. โI like that. I can play a few of their songs.โ
โWhat about All you need is love?โ, you thought out loud.
โThatโs my favourite one!โ, Mariona replied, smiling even bigger.
It was almost infectious how happy she was, her smile was starting to appear on your face too.
โMine too. Plus, everyone can join in on the chorus.โ
โThatโs a great idea!โ, the midfielder agreed.
โRight? Maybe we could try it out before the karaoke starts.โ
You thought that practicing the song at least once could not hurt. It also gave you a chance to spend time alone with Mariona.
โSure. Letโs see if I still got it.โ, she laughed.
Freshly showered and changed, you met in front of the piano that stood in the hotel lobby. Mariona sat down on the stool and cracked her knuckles.
โOkay, ready?โ, you asked, sliding onto the space next to her.
โReady.โ, she nodded, beaming as usual.
โThere's nothing you can do that can't be done (love). Nothing you can sing that can't be sung (love).Nothing you can say, but you can learn how to play the game (love).It's easy.โ, you sung smiling her positive energy was ย infectious. ย
And indeed, the room was filled with love, but you told yourself it was just the love teammates had for each other and nothing more, because that couldnโt be real, right? Happy endings happened to other people not to you.
โNot bad. I think youโre ready for tonight.โ, Mariona clapped into her hands enthusiastically when the song was over.
โYou are too. No, really, youโre actually very good on the piano.โ, you replied excitedly.
โThank you.โ, she muttered, playing nervously with a string of her hair.
โItโs true.โ, you said vigorously while saying that your hands accidentally touched, sending an electric thrill through your veins, you both blushed and pulled them away from each other.
โUhm.. I should go. Iโll see you tonight for the actual karaoke?โ, the midfielder quickly got up from the chair, trying to put as much space between you two as possible.
โYes, Iโll be there.โ, you reassured her, trying not to feel hurt by her reaction to leave as fast as possible.
โOf course, youโve to sing.โ, Mariona reminded you laughing warm-heartedly.
โBut not without you playing maestro on and off the pitch.โ, you complimented her, making the fellow football player blush even harder.
โOh, please.โ, she waved it off.
โWhat?โ, you innocently asked her.
โStop flattering me.โ, Mariona begged smiling.
โYou donโt like that`โ, you rose teasingly an eyebrow at her.
โNo.โ, the midfielder responded.
โOkay, noted.โ, you nodded.
โThanks.โ, she sighed happily.
The evening came by, and you had to admit you were a bit nervous, although your nerves calmed down when you spotted your teammates:โ Hi, girls.โ
โHi. Ready for your performance?โ, Irene looked at you interested.
ย โI am, whereโs Mario?โ, you questioned, automatically looking for the Mallorquin who usually enlightened every room she stepped into with her presence.
โSheโs coming.โ, Alexia pointed into the direction Mariona appeared.
โWhat are you two going to play and sing?โ, Sandra asked curiously.
โAll you need is love.โ, you answered cheerfully.
The older players looked knowingly at each other, you tried to ignore the glances and everything to which they could allude to.
โGood choice.โ, Marta commented in an appreciating tone.
โWith that song everyone can sing the chorus.โ, you explained your decision.
โYes, we hope youโll join us.โ, Mariona added equally thrilled.
โI wonโt.โ, Caroline announced smirking.
โCaro.โ, her girlfriend clicked her tongue reprovingly.
โThere's no way Iโm going to sing.โ, she stated.
At the same time Mariona sat down in front of the piano: โTime to get the karaoke started.โ
Alexia turned to the teammates sitting next to her: โYou got to shut up now!โ
โAnd let the magic of music and love work.โ, Marta added with a solemn expression on her face.
Caroline shot her girlfriend an annoyed look: โMarta, that only ever happens in cheesy RomComs or Musicals.โ
โAt this point even I have to agree with Caro, this is going too far.โ, Alexia said.
โShhh, be quiet. All of you.โ, Irene told them.
Marta smiled towards the centre of the room where you stood next to Mariona: โYes, this is going to be good.โ
Your teammates only went silent when Mariona started to play the first notes. As you started to sing, your gaze subconsciously tried to find its way back to Mariona. She was so focused on playing that she did not even notice.
When you finally reached the chorus, your teammates joined in, singing and clapping along. Between them, Irene whispered: โLook at them. Do you think they even remember that weโre all here?โ
โNo, I think they definitely forgot about us.โ, Sandra chuckled.
The song ended, Mariona played the last notes before looking up at you. You both smiled at each other softly.
โGreat, now who wants to sing after such a perfect performance?โ, Lucy complained loudly from the side of the room.
Mariona stood up, gesturing towards the makeshift stage: โYour turn, Luce.โ
โMe?โ, she grinned, trying to hide her surprise.
โYes, the stage is yours. You can bring Ona with you.โ, you smiled politely.
Onas head perked up: โWhat?โ
Lucy shrugged nonchalantly, grabbing the younger the defender by the hand and pulling her along: โLetโs go, Ona. Weโll be singing?โ
โBut they were so good and we canโt sing!โ, she protested while reluctantly following Lucy.
โWho cares? Weโre football players, not musicians.โ
โRight, which song do we pick?โ
While the two discussed which song they should sing, Caroline looked around the room: โUhm, guys. Where die Mario and y/n go?โ
โTheyโre outside.โ, Alexia replied, her voice almost bored like this was the only possible outcome of the evening.
โI think itโs working.โ, Marta clapped her hands.
Right after the performance, Mariona had taken you outside. You could hear the muffled voices of Lucy and Ona starting to sing.
โYou were fantastic.โ, you smiled at your pianist.
Mariona shook her head like she did not what you were talking about: โMe? You have such a great voice.โ
โThanks. Seems like weโre a good duo on and off the pitch.โ
โYes, I think we are.โ, she laughed.
โIโll miss you when you leave for England.โ, you blurted out, immediately the light-hearted atmosphere cooled down.
โWho says Iโm going to?โ, the midfielder replied in a serious tone.
โThe people online.โ, you told her.
โI havenโt made a decision yet.โ, Mariona remarked, her signature smile has vanished from her face.
You nodded to emphasize you understood the situation she was in even though you wished the player would stay in your team.
โBut you and this team make it very hard.โ, she declared. Hearing her say that made your heart skip a beat.
โYes, the team is really special. Wait, me too?โ
โOf course, you are too.โ, Mariona answered sincerely. ย
โWhy am I making it hard for you to go.. itโs not like weโre.โ, you rambled nervously.
โBecause I like you. Like a lot.โ, the midfielder whispered.
โI like you too.โ, you responded truthfully.
โYou do?โ, she glanced at you pleasantly surprised.
โYes, for a while actually, but I was scared you might didnโt feel that way.โ, you confessed quietly.
โYou should have said something.โ, Mariona replied, there was an undertone in her voice full of sadness.
ย โYouโre right, but I guess now itโs too late.โ, you bit your lip regretfully.
โWhy would it be too late?โ, the fellow football player asked while stepping closer to you.
โIf youโre leaving you probably donโt want a long-distance relationship.โ, you explained your thought process, as you stared down to your feet, but your teammate lifted your chin, so you had to look into her brown eyes.
โFirst of all, Iโm not gone yet. And second, if I can be with you, Iโll find a way to make it work.โ, she listed calmly.
โThatโs so sweet of you, but my ex-lovers said that Iโm complicated and youโre just pure sunshine.โ, you objected unhappily.
โIโm not pure sunshine, trust me.โ, Mariona reassured you, gently stroking your cheek.
โSo, you think we should give it a try?โ, you sounded hopeful. In the background, you could hear Alexia, Irene, Marta and Sandra singing With a Little Help from My friends. They were terrible at it, but they made up for it with her enthusiasm.
โI believe we should.โ, she agreed.
โItโs better to try than to forever wonder about the what if.โ, with that said you gave her a heartfelt kiss which the midfielder happily replied. Soft kisses were exchanged that evening, in the night soft touches were added. In this moment you turned from teammates to lovers, and you wouldnโt have it any other way.
You were awoken by the sunlight falling softly through the curtain. You slightly moved your head from Marionas chest and found that her arm was wrapped around your waist. You smiled to yourself as you watched Mariona take deep breaths in her sleep.
This moment felt like a dream to you. But with a glance at the alarm clock, you quickly realized that it was reality and you were about to oversleep.
Carefully, you poked into Marionas biceps, trying to wake her up.
โฮario, itโs morning.โ, you whispered.
She yawned, her face lit up by the morning light: โAnd?โ
โTime to return to Barcelona.โ, you smiled.
โFive more minutes.โ, she groaned and pulled you closer to her.
โOkay but only because itโs you and it feels so cozy.โ, you gave in, immediately snuggeling back into her.
She looked beautiful. The way her hair shimmered golden almost took your breath away.
With her eyes closed, she mumbled: โI could stay here forever.โ
โMe too.โ
A knock on the door interrupted your blissful morning.
โMario, y/n, get up or you wonโt get any breakfast!โ, Alexias voice sounded through the door.
You rolled your eyes: โUgh, why is Ale like this?โ
Louder you answered her: โGive us five more minutes, Alexia!โ
Mariona smirked slightly: โIf we go into the shower together, it saves us some time.โ
โI like the way you think.โ, you laughed, touching the tip of the midfielders nose before she got up and pulled you into the bathroom with her.
The two of you spend more time making out in the shower than you would have if you showered individually but you valued this morning way too much to rush things.
You never knew that love could feel so light and warm, just like daylight in the morning. Whatever would be coming in the future, you were ready to tackle it as long as Mariona would be part of it.
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FINALMENTE ๐ซถ๐ผ
ay dios estรฉ atuendo ๐๐๐
alexia comiooooo ๐ฎโ๐จ
{oh god this outfit}
{alexia ate}
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๐ฉ๐๐ญ๐ซ๐ข ๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฃ๐๐ซ๐ซ๐จ ๐ฑ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐ซ
๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ช๐ฏ๐ซ๐ถ๐ณ๐บ.
โฆ
it all depended on today.
today you played chelsea in the second leg of the liga de campeonas. the first leg didnโt go to plan but you and the team hope to turn it around in london, to get to the final in bilbao.
you and your fiancรฉe patri were heading down to the conference room where joan laporta and xavi puig were waiting to speak to the team before you left for the stadium.
you looked out of the hotel room window to see some fans waiting outside for you which left a faint smile on your face.
the both of you sat at a table, mariona beside you and mapi beside patri. He told us how proud of you he was and that you were going to go out and win.
patri reached for your hand under the table, she clearly knew something was up. you brushed your thumb over her knuckles to reassure her that you were fine. you were just worried about the match, it could decided whether barcelona get to the final or knocked out.
you left the conference room, hugging and shaking hands with joan and xavi on the way out. patri and you returned to your hotel room to collect your luggage to put on the coach.
โhey bonita.โ patri softly spoke, taking her hands into yours.
โhey cariรฑo.โ a smile broke out on your face, you could never not smile at your fiancรฉe.
โhow are you feeling.โ
โiโm okay itโs just nerves.โ you looked up at her, your eyes big.
โwe just have to play our best.โ she replied lifting your chin up with her index finger.
โsรญ, te quiero.โ you mumbled into her lips as she dropped her soft lips on to yours.
the both of your wheeled your luggage downstairs into the reception of the hotel, you could hear the fans calling your names. โy/n! y/n, por favor firme!โ
you took a photo with the two young children, signing their books. you found out that they had come all the way from palma which is where patri is from.
โpatri.โ you signalled her to come over and take a photo with the children.
โy/n! please sign!โ an english girl called.
โhi are you okay.โ she didnโt respond but handed you a pen, โyou look a bit overwhelmed nena, everything okay?โ
โiโm sorry iโm just in shock, you and patri are my favourite players.โ
โAwh mi corazรณn, what is your name?โ you asked her.
โiโm georgia, but gee is fine.โ she smiled up at you.
โokay gee, would you like a photo?โ
โcan i have a photo with you and patri?โ she pleaded.
โof course you can.โ you grinned.
her friend took her phone and snapped a photo of the three of you, โthank you so much, i appreciate you!โ
โyour welcome.โ you gave her a hug.
patri gave you ass a slight slap as you got on the bus, which you gave her a glare. she sat next to you intertwining her hand with yours kissing your knuckles.
you rested your head on her shoulder slotting your AirPods in your ears playing your shared playlist on spotify. the busy streets of london flicked by, you could see chelsea and barcelona shirts adorning fans as they walked to stamford bridge.
chantaje by shakira and maluma began to play. this was yours and patriโs song as it was the song you dirty danced to in manuelas when you first got together six years ago.
the coach arrived outside the back of the stadium, more fans congregated waiting for the team. this time you wanted to concentrate so you didnโt stop you just smiled at them and walked in going to the dressing room.
โyou okay cariรฑo.โ patri spoke coming over to you, her locker opposite yours.
โsรญ, tรบ?โ you replied putting your bag down.
โsรญ, te quiero.โ
โฆ
it was finally time for the match, the team were getting ready to go and warm up, โy/n do you have your hairspray?โ mariona asked with a wink.
โyes, here.โ you handed it to your fellow teammate.
patri eyed you from her locker as you interacted with mariona. you bit your lip as you looked at your fiancรฉe, she signalled with her finger for you to come over to her. you threw your training shirt on and slowly walked over to her.
โwhat are you doing cariรฑo.โ she hummed into your ear, roughly pulling you onto her lap.
โshe just wanted some hairspray pats.โ you rolled your eyes.
โyes but she was flirting with you.โ
โand your my fiancรฉe.โ you raised a brow, lifting her hand kissing just below her engagement ring.
you pecked her lips, jumping off her lap going to you own locker to put your shin pads and socks on. you put your boots on and got ready to go out onto the pitch.
a lot of fans were already filling the stadium, a massive cheer sounded as you all ran out which reassured you a little bit. you gathered in a circle to begin some dynamic stretches, patri stood opposite you again. her face was in the zone she was ready for this match much like you were.
the team all broke off to do some ball work, you worked with your fiancรฉe of course. she would kick the ball to you and you would practice your shots and the goalkeepers would practice their saves.
after a while the teams returned to their dressing rooms before kick off. you changed into your match shirt before approaching patri who was captaining until alexia was subbed on.
โbuenas suerte corazรณn.โ you half smiled.
โy tรบ mi vida, te quiero mucho.โ she kissed your lips softly.
โte quiero mucho.โ
the team then lined up in the tunnel, the mascots standing by your side excited to be walking out with such players, โhi y/nโ
โhi are you okay.โ you checked on the young girl with a big smile.
โiโm okay, barcelona are going to win.โ she beamed.
โi hope so, any score predictions.โ you replied luckily she was spanish.
โ2-0 to barcelona.โ
โif it is 2-0 to barcelona iโll come and find you at the end of the game and give you my shirt signed, how does that sound?โ you said holding her hand.
โoh wow thank you so much!โ she giddly jumped up and down.
โyour welcome now letโs go!โ you followed mariona out of the tunnel as the champions league anthem began to play.
you watched your fiancรฉe lead the team out, exchanging pennants with erin cuthbert the chelsea captain, god she looked hot when she was concentrating.
the team photo was taken, patriโs arm had a firm grip around your waist as it was taken, โpatri bebita.โ
โquรฉ?โ she said her grip tightening a little bit more.
โwhy so tight.โ you pouted.
โbecause your mine.โ patri grunted pulling you close into a hug.
you walked to your position to start, taking the knee before kick off. the whole team knew that this would be a difficult match but they just needed to get a few goals to go through.
as the game progressed, barcelona had been awarded a corner which you took. you passed it to salma who shot in the box but it got blocked away, luckily it landed at patriโs feet who passed it to lucy which she sent in but got passed away to you. you took the opportunity to strike but the keeper saved it.
patri had the ball again, she kicked to aitana who was in the box. aitana kicked it just before the opposition took the ball from her managing to get it in the bottom left corner.
โVAMOS!โ you screamed running cover to aitana picking her up.
the team swarmed hugging everyone, โincreรญble!โ patri said high fiving everyone.
the second half came around quickly, you were excited for this next half. you desperately wanted to get a goal or two so that the team would get to the final.
yet again barcelona had another chance, aitana passed the ball to patri. she tried to dribble with it but a chelsea player stood on her shin and foot with her boot trying to intercept. patri went down to the floor holding her foot.
โay dios!โ you shouted at the player, you kept shouting at her in spanish which you knew she didnโt understand by her body language, โpor quรฉ puta.โ you spat.
โpatri corazรณn?โ you crouched by her side. all you got was a whine in response, โhey hey bebita, vamos letโs walk it off.โ you picked her up walking across the pitch as you saw the girl got a second yellow card.
later on, patri passed a shot into space for you which you sent in and salma got her foot on it but it went a little too high. lots of chances came about but just werenโt executed correctly due to chelseaโs defence.
ingrid switched the ball over to you, you began to dribble with it running into the penalty area. lauren james came to your side, sweeping your legs out from underneath you. she was on the floor herself and made out that you were being overdramatic.
she then got up stamping hard on your lower back, you felt her studs piercing through your skin. your yelp caused patri to run over to you as you clutched your back.
patri went straight over to lauren pushing her and angrily shouting, โpats stop!โ you croaked.
ona came to your side signalling for the medics to come, โona tell her to stop por favor, patri sheโll get sent off too.โ
irene pulled patri away from lauren, whoโd received a red card for her actions. you bunched your shirt up to soak the blood up but it wasnโt working. the medics approached you with a stretcher, you knew your champions league dreams had come to an end.
you had to be lifted to lay on your back to let the blood come out to get rid of any potential infection. you waved to the crowd to let them know you were in good hands and you were okay.
you could see the worried look of your fiancรฉeโs face who was stood on the pitch, tears in her eyes. you got rushed to the medical room, whimpers and cries still filled the air as the put you on an examination table.
โright y/n we are going to have to take your shirt off now is that okay?โ one of the medical nurses spoke.
you nodded as they peeled the blood stained shirt off your rather limp body. they cleaned up the blood, and patched you up where her boot imprinted your skin. the medics said that you would be unavailable to play for 3-4 weeks, it depended on how quickly your back healed.
full time came around and your fiancรฉe came rushing into the medical room, โhey soldado!โ
โhey pats.โ you smiled to see your future wife, โhow did we do.โ
her face fell as soon as those words came out of your mouth, โwe um WON!โ she exclaimed.
โyou had me for a second there!โ you clutched your chest.
โafter your injury we got a penalty that frido scored.โ she told you.
โa la final!โ you cheered.
โsรญ but how are you doing?โ patri sat beside you on your bed.
โiโm fine i just can play for 3-4 weeks as my back is still a bit delicate.โ
โoh good, iโll have to be nurse patri.โ she said placing her hand on your thigh, โare you able to come out and celebrate?โ
โyes i should think so but can you grab my coat out of my locker.โ
โof course, your my top priority.โ she grinned helping you off the bed.
you were changed into your barcelona tracksuit and your dunks when patri handed you your barcelona puffer jacket. she held your hand as you came back out into the stadium, the remaining fans erupting into cheer.
โa la final.โ you mumbled against patriโs lips.
โa la final.โ she kissed you, โwait i told a girl that i would give her my shirt if it was 0-2, but my shirt is ruined.โ
โy/n we have your spare one, give her that.โ patri reassured you.
โoh yes, your a life saver!โ you kissed her.
you signed the shirt and went to find her with patri by your side. she was sat front row with her parents, โy/n!โ
โhey nena, here is my shirt i had to give you a clean one because of my injury it was all bloody but this is still a match shirt.โ
โthank you! thank you!โ she gushed, as you picked her up.
โhopefully youโll be in bilbao!โ
โi will be.โ she grinned holding the shirt close to her chest.
โi canโt wait to make you my wife.โ patri smiled down at you.
โฆ
Woso players I'm Obsessed with
(Send Request, for them please)
ONA, CATA, MARIONA, AITANA, MAPI, IRENE, JOAN LAPORTA Y XAVI PUIG SON LOS MรS LINDOS!
Los conocรญ hoy en Londres antes de que fueran al partido, eran tan dulces que se tomaron su tiempo con nosotros y nos hablaron adecuadamente!
(Ona, Cata, Mariona, Aitana, Mapi, Irene, Joan Laporta and Xavi Puig are so cute!)
(I met them today in london before they went to the match, they were so sweet they took their time with us and properly spoke to us!)
as the flowers bloom, my heart does too โ*ยท๏พmisa rodriguez x putellas!reader, social media au, (3/5)
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when your relationship ends and all you want to do is hide and cry, flowers suddenly start to appear on your doorstep.
or; misa hating to see a pretty girl cry and suffer and going out of her way to cheer her up while staying anonymous
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yourusername: desperately trying to disappear โ๏ธ Liked by alexiaputellas, albaps9, bff3 and 638 others
Mariona Caldentey Appreciation
Request a player | with @alotofpockets
as the flowers bloom, my heart does too โ*ยท๏พmisa rodriguez x putellas!reader, social media au, (2/5)
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when your relationship ends and all you want to do is hide and cry, flowers suddenly start to appear on your doorstep.
or; misa hating to see a pretty girl cry and suffer and going out of her way to cheer her up while staying anonymous
fic: coming
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yourusername: here's to being free & having the best girlfriends in the entire world ๐ ๐ฝ Liked by ingridengen, begovargas, alexiaputellas and 1,193 others
preparativos para el liga de campeonas maรฑana, tic tac โฐ๐
{preparations for the champions league tomorrow, tick tock}
i need a pool day blurb with jenni after that bikini picture pretty pls bsf ๐ tysm
this is for @sunnyaelia who is constantlyy feeding my jenni obsession pool day II j.hermoso
finishing the final chapter of your book you near moaned with happiness, feeling as though you'd just scaled a mountain as immense gratification flooded your sun soaked bones.