Vivian

𝐅 𝐎 𝐎 𝐓 𝐁 𝐀 𝐋 𝐋 Vanilla Dior 𝘎𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘍𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘔𝘦𝘯 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘍𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘴 only

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hii could you do something with reader who comforts lamine after barca vs inter match??

𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐘𝐨𝐮 - Lamine Yamal

Summary: After a rough loss against Inter, Lamine comes home drained. You know better than to try to fix it with words, so you show up in the way he needs most. Pairing: Lamine Yamal x Reader Warning/s: comfort, hurt/comfort, fluff YAPPS: I LOVE REQUESTS KEEP GIVING EM

The apartment was quiet when he walked in.

You’d left the hallway light on for him, something soft and warm, not too bright. He didn’t say anything as he closed the door behind him, didn’t call out your name like he usually did. Just dropped his duffel by the wall and stood there for a second, head low, still in his jacket.

You watched him from the kitchen, hands wiping slowly at the counter though there wasn’t much to clean. His silence was answer enough.

Barca lost. And it wasn’t just any lose, it was Inter. A match that had built-up pressure for weeks. And it showed on his face.

You didn’t say much when he finally came into the kitchen. Just opened the fridge, like you hadn’t been waiting all evening.

“Hey,” you said gently. “I made you something.”

He blinked at you, eyebrows pulled together. “You didn’t have to—”

“Did anyway,” you interrupted. “Your favourite.”

His gaze dropped to the stove. Sure enough, the dish was still warm. You saw the exact moment he recognized it—his shoulders dropped a little. Like the weight pressing down on him had loosened just an inch.

“You made… that?” His voice cracked a little you nodded..

The table was already set. The lights were warm and low. His plate was covered to keep it hot.

“You really cooked?” he asked as he sank into the chair. “After that match?”

You leaned against the counter and crossed your arms. “Especially after that match.”

He looked down at his plate like it might save him. Then quietly picked up the spoon and started eating. Not ravenous, but steady. Bite after bite. You didn’t push conversation. Just poured him a glass of water, sat beside him, and rested your head against his shoulder once he’d eaten a little more.

“You know,” you said quietly, “I watched. I saw you fight for every ball. Every sprint. Every pass.”

His jaw clenched. “Didn’t matter. We still lost. I didn’t do enough.”

“You did,” you said without hesitation. “You did everything you could. One match doesn’t define you.”

He turned to look at you then, eyes tired but soft. “It’s just… so much pressure. And when it doesn’t go right, it feels like I let everyone down.”

“You didn’t let me down,” you whispered, sliding your fingers through his. “And I’m not just saying that because I love you. I say it because I know you. You gave it everything.”

A silence stretched between you, heavy but not uncomfortable.

“Come to bed,” you finally whispered. “You need rest. Not headlines.”

He let you lead him there, let you unzip his jacket, peel off the layers, and pull him into your warmth.

You kissed his shoulder through his shirt and nudged him to lie down.

“Was it that bad?” you asked to which he just nodded slightly.

“Then let me make it better.”

You crawled into bed beside him, pulling the blanket up and slipping your legs around his. He exhaled through his nose, like the air was finally coming out of his lungs properly. His hand found yours beneath the covers and gripped it like an anchor.

“I just… I keep thinking if I’d taken that shot instead of passing,” he said quietly. “Like maybe we’d have won. Everyone’s gonna talk about it. I know it’s stupid but—”

“It’s not stupid,” you interrupted, voice low, honest.

“It’s human. You care. And that’s why you’re good at this.” He was quiet again, fingers lightly playing with yours.

“You didn’t fail anyone, Lamine. You played your heart out. Sometimes that’s all you can do.” His face buried into your neck, voice so soft you almost missed it. “You always know what to say.”

You stroked his hair gently, letting the silence wrap around you both like a blanket. “I just love you,” you whispered.

“Even when you lose. Especially then.” It wasn’t a magical fix. Tomorrow, the press would still talk.

“Youre tooo good for me, mi amore” He whispered and tug you even closer to himself.

People would still have opinions. But right now, wrapped in your arms, full of his favourite food, and finally warm after a long cold day, he felt something close to okay.

Maybe not good.

Not yet. But okay.

And for tonight, that was enough.

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Gym Romance - Lamine Yamal

Summary: Training turned into little romance Pairing: Lamine Yamal x FEM!reader Warning/s: None YAPPS: Sorry for leaving you all for this long, now im back!! Btw this story is very shorrt;)

Sundays weren’t just days off for you and Lamin they were your bubble. A quiet pocket of time when the rest of the world faded, and it was just the two of you. A Spanish football star and his gf sneaking moments in between busy schedules and flashing cameras.

The gym was quiet. Just the soft thump of music, a couple of treadmills whirring in the background, and Lamine, standing near the mats, wiping sweat from his neck as he watched you. His white tee clung slightly to his chest, curls a bit damp, and that teasing grin already forming on his lips.

You tightened your ponytail and stretched. “Okay, now watch this. I’ve been practicing this gymnastic move for the fashion show next week.”

He crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. “Vale, I’m watching, Mi vida.” You rolled your eyes, got into position, and launched into the mov, a cartwheel into a split. You almost nailed it.

Almost.

Until your foot slipped on the mat and you landed flat on your back with a loud, dramatic thud.

For a second, there was silence.

Then came his laugh. Low, warm, and absolutely annoying.You groaned, covering your face with your hands. “Don’t say a word.”

But of course, he did “Ay, baby that was... impressive. Just not in the way you planned”You peeked at him through your fingers. He was already kneeling beside you, grinning like a cat with a bowl of milk.

"That mat betrayed you," he teased.

“I swear, it was slippery!” you defended, still half-laughing. Suddenly, his hands pressed down on the mat beside your shoulders, and he hovered over you, his face inches from yours, eyes sparkling with mischief.

You froze “Lamine,” you said carefully.

“What are you doing?” He tilted his head, smiling. “Helping you. Motivating you.”

“This doesn’t look very motivational.”

“You want to get up?”

“Yes!” He smirked. “Then there’s a price. Just a little one. ”You narrowed your eyes. “What kind of price?”

He tapped his cheek, then pointed to his lips.

“Un besito. A peck. Here.”

You stared. “You’re seriously blackmailing me for a kiss?”

He nodded, eyes twinkling. “Es un simple chantaje romántico, mi vida..” (Just a simple romantic blackmail, my darling..)

You squirmed beneath him, half-annoyed, half-thrilled.

“You are so lucky you’re cute.”

“One kiss. Then I’ll let you up.”

With a dramatic sigh, you leaned up and kissed him quick, soft, and full of attitude. But he didn’t budge.

“That didn’t count,” he whispered.

“Lamine!”

He just grinned, then leaned in and kissed you properly slow and sweet, the kind of kiss that curled your toes and made your heart do backflips. You let yourself melt into it for a moment, fingers brushing against his shoulder, the scent of his cologne mixing with the sweat and warmth between you. When he finally pulled back, he smiled like a champion.

“Now that counted.”

“You are ridiculous,” you said, breathless and smiling. “And yet,” he said, standing and pulling you up with one hand, “you keep falling for me.” You dusted yourself off and muttered, “More like I keep falling around you.”

He pulled you closer by the waist. “Careful, Cielo... or I might have to kiss you again.” And the worst part?

You wouldn’t even mind.

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𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬, 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐲 - Lamine Yamal

Summary: He finally confesses to his first love, on her birthday Pairing: Lamine Yamal x FEM!reader Warning/s: None A/n: Sorry for leaving you all for this long, now im back!! ;)

Lamine took a deep breath as he rang the doorbell of your house, and soon, the door opened revealing your mother.

"Hola tía, donde está y/n?" Lamine asked nervously, today he looked really nervous. Your mother smiled and said "Hola lamine, oh y/n she's in her room"

Lamine nodded as your mother invited him inside. It was your birthday, and he was unusually nervous today, as if he was going to do something that you may potentially like or dislike. Only time will tell…

He walked up to your room, and knocked on the door twice. When you opened it, he was greeted by a cheerful smile as you said, “Hola, Lamine.”

Lamine's face was flushed as he spoke, the words "Hola, y/n. Y… um… ¡Feliz cumpleaños, amiga!" (Happy birthday y/n!) escaping his lips. To him, you looked absolutely beautiful on this day.

"Thank you!" you replied. Lamine grabbed your wrist gently, his voice betraying a hint of nervousness as he spoke. "Hey, I want to take you somewhere…" he said, anxiously awaiting your response.

"Sure thing! But where are we going?" you questioned, curious. "I know a spot, just follow me..." Lamine responded, gently holding on to your wrist and gently guiding you out of the house.

Lamine led you to a sunny location, its energy and atmosphere feeling almost cheerful. The place resembled a yard, lush and filled with natural beauty. The sunlight shone brightly, illuminating the surroundings and creating a warm and vibrant ambiance.

Lamine patted the spot beside him, signaling you to sit down.

"Y/n, I have something for you," he said anxiously, his heart pounding as he waited for your reaction.

"Yeah?" you replied, your curiosity piqued by his statement.

Lamine reached into his pocket, his hand emerging with a small box clutched within it. Your eyes widening with anticipation, your curiosity growing stronger with each passing moment.

Lamine lifted the lid of the box to reveal a beautifully crafted necklace, its intricate details glimmering in the sunlight. A gasp escaped your lips as you took in the sight of it, your voice filled with awe.

"Oh my god, this is so pretty…" you said, your eyes fixed on the necklace, captivated by its beauty.

Lamine's smile widened as he spoke, "It's just a little gift from me," he murmured. Slowly, he took the necklace out of the box and moved his hand to your neck, gently placing the jewelry around it. His fingers brushed softly against your skin as he moved your hair away from your shoulder, his touch leaving a trail of electricity that tingled through your body.

As the necklace settled on your neck, Lamine's hand lingering on your skin for a moment longer than necessary, the air charged with an undeniable tension. You were so close together, the distance between you shrinking to almost nothing. The romantic atmosphere enveloped you both, heightening your senses and stirring something deep inside you.

As Lamine finally pulled back, distance once again separating the two of you, you looked up at him and smiled. "Thank you, Lamine," you said, your voice filled with happiness and gratitude. "I'm so happy."

Lamine met your gaze, his eyes meeting yours as he tried to suppress the swirling emotions inside of him. Seeing your smile only made his heart beat faster. He nodded, his own smile faltering slightly as he spoke. "You're welcome," he repeated. "I'm glad you like the necklace."

The conversation was lighthearted, but there was a hint of unease in Lamine's eyes. He fidgeted nervously as he spoke, his heart pounding, each beat like a booming sound in the silent surroundings.

"There's something I've wanted to tell you for so long," Lamine confessed, his voice trembling slightly. "I don't know if it will ruin your day or not, but I can't keep it in any longer, and I think now is the perfect time…then never"

Lamine's heart felt like it was about to burst out of his chest as he finally voiced the words he had been holding back for so long. His hands fidgeted nervously on his lap, his eyes fixed on you as he spoke.

"For the past two years, I've been developing feelings for you that go beyond just being friends," he confessed, his voice trembling with a mixture of fear and anticipation. "I… I have more than friendly feelings for you…"

Although you knew exactly what Lamine meant, you decided to play dumb, "What do you mean??"

Lamine's shoulders slumped a bit, his heart sinking as he realized you were pretending not to understand his confession. But he had come too far to back out now, so he swallowed his nerves and said, his voice slightly shaky,

"I really like you."

The words hung in the air, his vulnerability and sincerity clearly showing on his face.

Lamine watched your reaction, confusion etched on his face as you muttered a small "oh" while looking at the flowers. He waited for a moment, then took a deep breath and decided to continue, his determination growing stronger.

"I've really liked you… for a long time," he said, his voice filled with earnestness. "It's not just a passing crush or a fleeting attraction. It's real, and it's intense."

Lamine's heart skipped a beat at your quiet response. "It's okay" you said, your voice barely audible. His mind raced with fear, wondering if you were going to reject him. The silence hung between the two of you like a taut rope, each moment of uncertainty stretching like an eternity.

"Do... do you... by any chance... like me?" he repeated, his words filled with a mixture of hope and trepidation.

"No, Lamine, it's not the case. Sorry," you said quietly, your voice soft but firm. Lamine's world seemed to come crashing down as he heard your confession, each beat of his heart breaking further with the realization that his feelings were not reciprocated.

Lamine's voice was barely audible as he responded with a simple "oh." Pain, hurt, and a myriad of other emotions washed over him like an ocean wave, leaving him feeling vulnerable and raw. His body remained motionless, as if frozen in time, as he tried to process the reality of your rejection..

As you slowly wrapped your arms around him and patted his back, Lamine's body stiffened for a moment, the unexpected gesture catching him off guard. He felt a rush of emotions as he felt your touch, the hurt and pain still raw in his heart. But then, almost instinctively, he leaned into your embrace, his body seeking comfort and solace...

Your quiet murmur, "but I love you," echoed in Lamine's ears, the words hitting him like a shockwave. For a moment, he didn't dare to believe what he had just heard, his mind trying to process your confession..

"What??" he repeated, his voice betraying his confusion. "Did I hear you right? You...you love me?"

You nodded, maintaining eye contact with Lamine as a smile graced your lips. He was left in utter disbelief, his brain struggling to catch up with the sudden shift in events. His heart pounded against his chest, his mind racing as he tried to grasp the reality of the situation.

You gently pressed your forehead against his and closed your eyes, a hint of playfulness in your voice. Your words, "yes, I love you idiot, more than you could imagine…" sunk into Lamine's ears, making his heart flutter with a mixture of relief and joy. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he closed his eyes, letting your admission wash over him like a soothing wave.

Lamine's voice was filled with affectionate frustration as he spoke, "You little menace, I was about to jump into depression," he teased, gently pinching your nose between his fingers. A mixture of relief and playfulness filled his tone.

Lamine placed his hands on your cheeks and pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead.

"I'm not your toy to play with," he said jokingly.

"But I can buy our future kids toys, that's for sure."

You laughed and teased, "That was so lame, Lamine. Come up with something better next time."

Lamine responded with a mock pout, his voice filled with feigned hurt, "Heyyy! I know it was lame, but did you have to point it out? I was trying my best."

Despite his humorous protest, a laugh escaped his lips, a genuine smile on his face as you enveloped him in a warm hug..

In a swift moment, Lamine seized the opportunity to steal a quick peck on your lips, catching you off guard. "Heyyy!" you exclaimed, a deep blush spreading across your cheeks, as he laughed at your flustered reaction.

"Was that lame too?" He asked in a teasing tone, "Dfy not" You said..

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Soft/fluff: 🌷, Angst: 🍁, Smut: 🍒

Pablo Gavi -

Whispers Before Vows 🍁

Jude Bellingham-

By your Side🌷🍒

Pau Cubarsi -

Starlit Confession🌷

Lamine Yamal -

His words, Her day🌷

Gym Romance🌷

Still Proud of You 🌷🍁

More on wayy.....

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hi could you please write reader x jude bellingham(brothers best friend) where she gets pregnant by him and he just reassures her it will be okay.nsfw.thank you!(sorry if this is too much)

𝐁𝐲 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐞 - Jude Bellingham

Summary: when you got pregnant by your brother's Best Friend aka Jude Bellingham, This unexpected turn leads you both to reveal your secret relationship.. Pairing: Jude Bellingham x FEM!Reader Warning/s: NSFW, Accidental Pregnancy, Brothers Best Friend, Fluff, Comforting, lil smuu A/n: Goshh I love requests, keep giving.. well I hope you like this..

In your room, a sense of panic had begun to overtake you, your heart racing and your mind consumed by worry.

Your thoughts raced as you imagined how your parents would react, especially your brother. The fear of their disapproval and disappointment was overwhelming, causing your anxiety to spike even further.

Guilt washed over you as you quietly chastised yourself, thinking, "It's my fault, I should have told my brother about our relationship."

You glanced at the clock and noticed that five minutes had ticked by since you last checked.

You paced toward the restroom, each step feeling heavy as you approached the sink. Your eyes fell upon the test resting there, and your breath caught in your throat as you mentally prepared yourself for the result.

You enter the restroom and look at the test result, which is positive. Feeling overwhelmed with emotions, you break down in tears, unable to hold them back any longer.

With trembling hands, you reached for your phone and dialed Jude's number. He was currently at training, blissfully unaware of the news you were about to share with him.

Your shaky voice answered a simple "Hello?" Jude responded, "Yes, honey?" There was a sense of urgency in your tone as you requested, "Can you come home?" Concern laced his voice as he asked, "What's the emergency?" With a hint of desperation, you implored, "Please, just come." He agreed, saying, "Okay, I'm on my way."

As you opened the door, you were met by a worried Jude. Before he could utter a single word, you closed the distance between you and wrapped your arms around him, seeking comfort in his embrace.

You both settled onto the bed, and you proceeded to explain the situation to him in detail. Despite the weight of the news, Jude listened quietly.

"it's my fault, I'm sorry, I should have been careful enough" Jude said, clearly guilty

As you shifted closer to Jude and leaned your head against him.

His words hung in the air as Jude spoke, his voice filled with determination and a steadfast promise, "We can't go back now, but I want you to know that I will never leave you, and I will always be there for you and our upcoming one." The weight of his reassurance gave you a measure of comfort

Your voice trembled slightly as you inquired, "What about my brother?" Jude's face contorted into a tensed expression.

Jude sighed as he admitted with a hint of guilt and tensed, "I know we were wrong to keep this relationship secret from him. And he's definitely not going to be happy to find out that his best friend got his sister pregnant at 20."

Jude's conviction was evident in his words as he reassured you, "But I will handle him." He gently kissed your forehead.

You felt a little eased now..

Jude's gaze softened as he reached up to gently cup your face, his touch warm and tender. slowly, he leaned in. His lips brushed against yours in a soft, almost reverent kiss,

As the moment grew more intense, Jude shifted closer, He hovered above you, his eyes searching yours for any sign of doubt.

There was a fire in Jude's eyes, a mixture of love and longing that mirrored the emotion swirling in yours.

He started planting sloppy kisses on your neck, while his hand roam all over your body, undressing you..

he parted from you, shedding his own clothes. His body, taut and ready

"Are you ready?" He asked, to which you nodded..

He took time to wear protection, then slowly he enter, making you gasp.

"I love you" he said and started moving.. Each thrust was a declaration of love, a testament to the passion that consumed you both...

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𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐕𝐨𝐰𝐬 - Pablo Gavi

Summary: Gavi got jealous when he saw a guy flirting with you at the Wedding Ceremony, he ended up pulling you into a makeout session. Pairing: Gavi x FEM!Reader Genre: Fluff Fluff Fluff Warning/s: Hot Makeout session, Kissing, jealousy. A/n: sorry I' suck at writing summaryy! I'm listening to One of the girls by weekend, L-RD While writing, Feeling hawwrt T_T

You and gavi were at Gavi's cousin's wedding, surrounded by the festivities and grandeur of the event.

The venue was adorned with beautiful decorations, and a large group of people had assembled to celebrate the special day.As Gavi excused himself to speak to a friend, you took advantage of the moment to go grab a drink.

You felt a gentle tap on your shoulder, which drew your attention and making you turn around. There, you were greeted by the sight of a young, handsome blond man standing before you, his grey eyes meeting your gaze..

The man greeted you with the simple question, "Hola? Are you alone?" His smile was warm and welcoming, though you couldn't help but feel a slight sense of unease.

Nevertheless, you chose to brush it aside.

"No, I'm here with my boyfriend" you said

He introduced himself with a friendly tone, "I'm Lorenzo Jordan." As he extended his hand towards you, you took it and shook it firmly in return.

The conversation had been going smoothly between you two, but Lorenzo began to decrease the distance between you, trying to touch you, and even started to flirt shamelessly.

Your thoughts were filled with the hope that Gavi would return as soon as possible. Despite your mention of having a boyfriend, Lorenzo persisted in his advances.

As Lorenzo attempted to touch your shoulder, his hand was suddenly stopped by the intervention of none other than Gavi himself.

His hand grabbed Lorenzo's wrist firmly, a stern expression on his face as he stepped between you and the blond man.

Lorenzo attempted to dismiss his behavior with a casual attitude, saying, "Oh, man, I was just being casual." However, Gavi's patience wore thin quickly, his temper flaring at the man's flimsy excuse.

You intervened, quickly trying to diffuse the situation before Gavi lost his cool completely and create a scene. You spoke in a calm yet firm tone, "Gavi, calm down. This is your cousin's wedding, we can't be causing a scene here."

Gavi sent one final glare in Lorenzo's direction before turning his attention to you, his concern evident in his voice as he asked, "Are you okay?" You nodded.

Gavi's jealousy was impossible to hide, the sight of another man flirting with you stirring a mix of feelings inside him. He clenched his jaw, fighting the urge to assert his claim over you right in that moment.

Gavi's grip on your wrist was firm yet gentle as he led you away from the bustling wedding venue, guiding you towards the nearby restrooms, more schedule area.

Gavi closed the door behind you both, sealing off the restroom from the outside world. His eyes then fell upon you

Gavi pinned you firmly between the sink and his body, his hands gripping your waist as his lips crashed against yours in a fierce, possessive kiss..

The kiss was messy and sloppy yet possessive..

He pushed his tongue into your mouth, deepening the kiss as you wrapped your arms around him. One of his hands gripped your waist possessively, while the other slowly trailed under your dress, tracing the soft curve of your thigh..

After a moment, he pulled away, leaving you both breathless. As you caught your breaths, his lips found yours again, this time softer, more deliberate, pouring intimacy and desire into every lingering kiss..

You pulled away slightly, only for him to bury his head in the curve of your neck, his lips trailing heated kisses along your skin. His breath was warm against your ear as he murmured, "You're only mine, and mine alone.

"I'm yours," you whispered back, moaning as he touches you

"How much time is left before the bride's entry?" he asked, his voice low but urgent."I think it'll take a while," you replied, your breath hitching slightly.

"Good," he murmured, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Then let's continue. I can't hold back any longer." His fingers brushed against your shoulder as he slid the strap of your dress down..

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omg first of all i love your theme and pfp and second your writing is so goodddd!!!❤️

aww thank you🎀😭!!

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𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘁 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝗳𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 – 𝘗𝘢𝘶 𝘊𝘶𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘪

Summary: Pau, your neighbor, had always liked you, but he could never express it because of how shy he was. And one day while stargazing with you he finally let it out.. Pairing: Pau x FEM!reader Genre: Fluff Warning/s: None A/n: This is my first time writing on tumblr, so pls forgive me for any mistakes, There might be some grammatical mistakes. Forgive me for that too.

Laying on your bed lazily, you looked at the ceiling. A sigh left your mouth as you put on your headphones. "Today sucked," you muttered to yourself.

You scrolled through your phone, searching for a relaxing piece of music. Once you picked one, you looked out of your window before turning your back to it.

On the other hand.

Pau, your neighbor, was quietly grabbing his bag, preparing to sneak out of his house and make his way over to yours.

He slowly and quietly climbed up to your window, taking advantage of the cover of night to ensure no one would notice him sneaking out.

Once he reached the window, he peeked inside, his eyes falling on your back as you lay on the bed.

You lay silently on the bed, your eyes closed as you silently listened to the peaceful music through your headphones, completely unaware of the figure watching you quietly..

You were startled as Pau suddenly tapped your shoulder, causing you to almost whisper-yell at him, "What are you doing here?"

He put his finger to his lips, signaling you to be quiet. "Let's go," he whispered, "I've found a new spot where we can have an amazing view of the stars."

"I don't feel like it," you stated firmly, only to be forcefully pulled out of the bed by Pau.

"you will"

After a good ten minutes of relentless convincing, you reluctantly agreed. As Pau and you quietly sneaked out of your house, heading towards the spot he suggested.

The spot he led you to was quite nice. He sat down on the grass and patted the spot next to him, motioning for you to sit as well.

He looked at you with concern, asking, "How was your day? I noticed you were looking upset all day."

You silently focused on the stars above, stars that glimmered in the night sky. "It's nothing," you responded, "I just had a fight." Pau nodded in understanding.

Gradually, the mood began to lighten as Pau continued to crack jokes and share stories about his day, all in an effort to bring a smile to your face.

Your lips curled into a warm smile as you spoke, "Pau, you're such a sweetheart,"

His cheeks flushed with a soft tinge of pink as he melted under your words. He met your gaze, a gentle smile playing on his lips, and said, "You too, but you're my sweetheart."

He immediately realized his slip-up and apologized, but you couldn't help but let out a lighthearted laugh.

"it's okay" you said

"Pau, if you had a chance to make a wish upon a shooting star, what would you wish for?" You asked.

His heart quickened its tempo as he confessed, "There's a girl I've liked for years. So I would wish for her to be mine." He spoke without looking at you, the color in his cheeks betraying his flustered state.

"who?" You asked quitely

"the one sitting beside me" he said, Your breath caught in your chest as his words hit you, and your cheeks began to burn.

"Excuse me what?" You asked again

He took a deep breath, his words coming in a rush as he confessed, "I like you, Y/N. I've liked you ever since we were freshmen. I like you too much." His voice trembled with both nervousness and excitement, his eyes searching yours.

He confessed further, explaining the reason behind his sudden confession. "Seeing you smile at that boy yesterday scared me. I got worried that you might like him, so I decided to confess my feelings to you before anything happened."

A warm smile tugged at the corners of your lips as you replied, "I don't like him, he's just a friend of mine. In fact..." You paused, mustering up your courage before confessing. "...I like you too."

"Really?" He asked, not believing what he just heard.. You nodded "Yes"

You wrapped your arms around him in a tight embrace, and he responded by holding you even tighter in return. Then, he asked, flustered and all nervous "Can I be your boyfriend?"

"Of course" you said

He couldn't help but smile as your response, a sense of joy washed over him. He met your gaze, his eyes filled with a depth of love and affection, and he reached out to gently caress your cheek.

You felt a gentle caress upon your neck as he slowly moved closer, Kissing your lips slowly and gently, he moved his hands to caress ur cheek.

You pulled away, looking directly into his eyes, and stated with a soft smile, "I like you!" you said.

"I love you"

[vanilladiorr]

Well my boyfriend's pretty cool💗

He's so boyfriend material<3 😭🎀