#pov

[adultzonee]

[diaryofarottingirl]

[gazehaven]

[thequotespot]

“You can’t build peace in places where you constantly feel the need to defend yourself.”

[kittykira]

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[dollarbillsflying]

basically just ferran being shy when they mention “oh ferran oh ferran” yeah that’s it but make it beachy.

you’re enjoying the sun and the crashing of waves on deck of the yatch your boyfriend, scored winning goal and a world cup champion, ferran had rented for the couple weeks of vacation he had, you two deciding on ibiza for some time of rest and relaxation before he had to return to a life full of training, diet and way too much time away from you, for your liking.

superestrella by aitana blasting in the background, the way it had been for the past, what was it? three days now?

when you feel a hand on your ass interrupting the meditation you had going. closing your book and lowering the sunglasses on the bridge of your nose to look at him, with a raised eyebrow when you notice his expression. “what’s going on?”

“they are never going to let it go” he groans burying his face in the back of your neck, you snort rolling to lay on your back so you could see him better and he decides to take it as an opportunity to rest on top of you full weight.

“oooh ferran?” you ask, with a smirk you can’t quite contain, which, receives a scowl from him when he notices. you’ve been having so much fun ever since the sound went viral and the endless teasing on his teammates part started.

“i see.” playing with the strands of his hair, you think of how girls started thirsting over your boyfriend: with edits on tiktok (which, by the way, you never fail to share with him) and the increase of followers on instagram. you were happy people were finally noticing what you’ve always known: the amazing person and talent that this man had.

how humble. and kind. and caring. and oh so devoted he was: to family, to his team, friends. and especially to you. being able to experience all of him first hand, it still blows your mind the extraordinary human being ferran torres is.

“what are you thinking?” you’re pulled out of your daydreaming by his voice against your ribcage.

“how lucky i am, to be with someone like you. and how much i love you.”

“oh god” he sounds almost pained, you’re about to speak again when his mouth is capturing yours in a slow intimate kiss that makes your brain short circuit.

you quickly melt into the kiss, pulling him closer as his hand travels down your body kneading the flash on the back of your thigh, making you tighten your legs around his waist succumbing to his kisses. mouth going slack when you feel his tongue licking into your mouth, your hand dangerously close to pulling down the front of his shorts.

“oh ferran oh ferran” you hear behind you in a over excessively sexual and high pitched tone to belong to marcos llorente, making you separate.

pulling down your glasses to at least cover your eyes and hold to the last bit of dignity you’ve got left while ferran’s head drops to chest exasperated “i’m never hearing the end of this” he complains in a whiny voice.

“that’s on you for being too hot.” you pat his shoulder sympathetically, pressing one last kiss to the top of his head.

safe to say that he spent hours on that deck trying to avoid any of his friends and get bullied.

[lordzekkoz]

Me as soon as someone gets done telling me something very important