Hello I’m new reader on your blog and I have to tell you that your work is truly lit !!💗
And can I request a Pau cubarsi fic where gf! Reader hangs out with his family for holiday ? Pls include so many cute scenes as much as possible ( uk like them having to hold back being lovey Dovey cause his parents are with them?) 🥹🙏 thank you ❤️
Holidays | Pau Cubarsi x Reader
pairing . . . pau cubarsi x gf!reader
summary . . . Spending the holidays with Pau's family was something you always wanted to do, so when you finally get the chance to, you try to make the most of it
warnings . . . none!
faceclaim . . . N/A
alexavia yaps . . . !PART OF MINI FIC SERIES! STOPP OMD IM GONNA CRY TYSM!! IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE MY STORIES <33 moodboard is SHIT so ignore that pls! NOT PROOFREAD! ALSO ANON IM SO SORRY FOR THE 4 MONTH WAIT IF YOU WANT TO REQ ANOTHER FIC THATS LONGER OR A LONGER VER OF THIS PLS DO
animated divider by @toastray !!
. . . The beach breeze was soft on your skin as you and Pau approached the villa his parents had rented out for the summer holidays, the sound of crashing waves in the background making you relax slightly as you two approached the front door, hand in hand.
Your shoulders have been tensed almost the entire way from the carpark to the entrance of the villa, thoughts of his parents not liking you or not approving of your relationship with him crossing your mind every few seconds. You were nervous, sure, but also excited.
His parents had invited you to come here, insisting that you'd spend a great time with them. You didn't want to reject their invitation, you wanted to meet them. Eventually. But now that "eventually" was today, you weren't sure you could do this.
You had already met Irene, and the two of you hit it off immediately. But this felt different. Irene was closer in age to you and Pau, just a few years apart. His parents were a whole other thing.
They were the ones who raised Pau to be the boy you loved so much. The ones who secretly gave him advice on what flowers to buy, which jewelry you might like. They thought you didn’t know they helped him, but you knew.
The brown oak door opened with a slight creak, revealing Pau's mother. Her smiled was radiant as she pulled you both into a hug, kissing your cheeks and greeting you with an obvious warmth. Your nerves eased slightly as his father appeared, clapping Pau on the back and pulling you into a fatherly hug, just like your father did.
Inside the villa, Irene instantly walked over to you, wrapping you in a tight hug and asking how things had been. Something about her presence made you feel at home. You didn’t feel quite so awkward or out of place anymore.
Later that evening, you and Pau helped set the table while his parents and Irene cooked in the kitchen. The smell of spices and simmering food wafted into the dining room, making your stomach grumble with anticipation. You were mid-thought when your hand brushed against Pau's, and a warmth spread across your cheeks.
"Stop looking at me like that. You know my family's right there," Pau murmured, just loud enough for you to hear as you placed the final set of cutlery.
You narrowed your eyes at him, the corner of your lips lifting slightly. "I'm not! You’re imagining things."
He grinned and stepped around the table until he was right in front of you, so close that if you leaned in, you were sure you'd hear his heartbeat. Slowly, his eyes flicked to your lips, then back to your eyes, before he reached up and tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear.
Just as he leaned in closer, your faces nearly touching, you heard his dad's voice boom from the hallway.
You both jumped apart instantly.
"You two are very quiet. That’s suspicious…" his dad said with a teasing smile, raising a brow at your flushed faces.
Before either of you could respond, Pau's mother walked in with a steaming plate of chicken and rice. She set it down, then looked between you and her husband with a shake of her head.
"Let them be, amor," she said, swatting his arm playfully. "They probably just want a little time alone." She sent you both a wink, and your cheeks turned even redder.
That night after dinner, you found yourself curled up on the couch beside Pau, his arm draped over your shoulder while the rest of the family played a board game. He leaned in close, his breath warm against your ear.
"They like you a lot, you know."
For what felt like the millionth time that day, your cheeks flushed red. Irene glanced your way with a knowing smirk before mouthing, 'Get a room'. You laughed and tossed a pillow at her, earning a chorus of laughs from everyone.
Eventually, Pau's parents said their goodnights and headed upstairs. Irene yawned loudly, stretching as she disappeared up the stairs with a wave.
Now alone in the quiet living room, Pau rubbed your shoulder gently. You leaned your head against his chest, your eyes fluttering closed. He adjusted so you were more comfortable, his hand stroking your hair in slow, calming motions.
Then, he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to your temple. His voice was barely a whisper.
"I love you, mi hermosa."
You smiled. And as sleep slowly overtook you, you knew there was nowhere else you'd rather be.
