AUTHORS NOTE: Hi everyone! this is probably my first fanfic posted and written in tumblr lol. Advance and sincere apologies for my grammar, as English is not my first language, I did play football as a child and shortly as a teen, I have been raised by my father and uncles who owns a small football club in my city, BUT I myself has not been interested and has only started being interest about it these recent months ( yes I played for the sake of my family legacy) The Gavi drought is droughting and I need a CROSSOVER for my two main sports, anyways enjoy!
Pairing: Pablo Gavi x Reader
Synopsis: Seeing a edit of a certain Barca midfielder player has changed your life simply for the better
Warnings: Cursing, crashes, mention of weed, mentions of injury and spanish google translation. author has poor choice of words. For plot purposes please imagine that the lotus team is still in f1 and that it revived mid 2014 (winterslop)
Credits to the picture i legit found in the Pinterest and credits to the divider!
Wc: 2,052
Y/N_Licious-69
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yourusername Watch yo ass white boy Norris, I am not amaze. (Happy P6! in qualifying the best one so far!, me and the team will keep improving 👊)
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carlossainz5 HALA MADRID! (delete this now.)
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kimiraikkonnen Bwoah
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user1 Girlie WAS FIGHTING the car 💔
user2 bro might just send him to the next GP 😭
landonorris you can't blame me, those donuts was worth it 🤤
user3 soooo nobody wanna address the elephant in the room?
user4 @/user3 REAL I THOUGHT MY MIND WAS PLAYING
user5 Gavi liking an F1 driver post and a Mbappe meme was NOT in my bingo card
user6 im definetly starting a rumor (now)
lotusf1team Amazing qualifying as always! we will do our best in the next GP (Don't do that again)
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user7 LMAOOOOO EVEN LOTUS ADMIN KNOWS BALL
user8 i just woke up from a coma (not really) how is Lotus back in F1????
user9 @/user8 F1 lotus team came back on 2015 lmao after being bankrupted by the one and only goat Kimi Raikkonnen
nicorosberg amazing job! @/yourusername
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pablogavi has started to follow you!
Miami GP 2026
1 hour and 20 minutes before lights out
The heat was real when you saw it with your own eyes. A fine specimen indeed. As you scroll through Instagram and seeing someone with a verified unfamiliar account 'pablogavi' seeing that account you clicked on it and started scrolling. You haven't realized its been 30 minutes of doom scrolling making you drown out the noises and the ongoing panic and sheer confusion outside of your room that was being drowned by the an edit of a Barca player named Pablo Gavi.
50 minutes before lights out
The sound of shuffling hurried feet's and people bumping to each other of things was drowned down by your headphones resulting.
"WHERE IS SHE?!"
"SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE HERE 30 MINUTES AGO"
"HAS ANYONE CHECK THE HOSPITALITY?!"
'HER ROOM! CHECK HER ROOM HURRY"
The suddenly the violent rattling of the doorknob broke your trance immidetely discarding the phone and running quickly to the door opening it.
"THE NATIONAL ANTHEM IS GOING UP IN 5 MINUTES WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING" One of the staff said panting and heaving.
"I AM SO SORRY, LET ME GET MY SUIT I'LL BE ON MY WAY OUT" You quickly closed the door and changed as fast as you can with only half of your suit zipped you grab your cap and ran out of the drivers room as fast as you can.
Spotting other drivers lining up on what was gonna be the beginning of the national anthem you quickly squeezed next to Carlos and took off your cap, He looked at you an amused and gave you a raised eyebrow before focusing on the anthem.
After the national anthem, other drivers quickly scattered around for the interview before race. You were about to leave but was stopped after hearing someone called you name, you turned around saw its Nico Rosberg and Jenson Button calling for you trying to get an interview out of you.
You walked towards them and got under the umbrella to be shield away from the heat, once you settled in you placed your cap back to your head making sure the sponsored watch was seen all throughout the process, you gave a green go to start the interview after flashing a smile on the camera and accepting a microphone with a small 'thank you'.
"So Y/N everyone saw that you were running late for the anthem, everyone knows how conscious you are with your time and schedule, what happened?" Nico asked with amusement, " I uhhh lost track of time, doom scrolling on tiktok" you sheepishly answered "and what type of video are you watching, surely not brain rotted video" Jenson quips, feeling offend you quickly tried to defend yourself.
"More like whose edit I am watching" You jokingly said, and suddenly you caught a figure in your peripheral vision, your PR manager Stella was looking at you warningly, the messaged confused you but sooner you realized what you said was absolutely bullshit and true you quickly tried to back track "I mean doesn't everyone watch edits? anyways I think my engineer is calling me"
Nico looked at you confused and more eager to ask more question and he was about to open his mouth but you quickly pointed at someone in a bright red undeniably Ferrari jumpsuit "Hey isn't that Lewis?" Nico turned around with Jenson, with that you instantly ran through the garage successfully escaping the 'PrincessCake' Duo that got distracted.
20 minutes before lights out
"Radio check Radio check do you copy?"
"I hear you J" You answered back while trying to adjust in your seat in the car and readying your gloves, balaclava, and lastly the helmet.
"Copy, tires and cars look good just sit back"
Feeling bored in the car your hands started to feel antsy, you signaled one of the staff to hand you your phone, as you open your phone a loud blaring music came to play.
'IS YOU SAY, "DADDY'S HOME, HOME FOR M-'
You quickly turned the volume down looking very embarrassed and ashamed still looking down and watching the edit of a certain Barcelona Football player.
"Daddy's home huh?" the radio buzzed.
"Shut up"
"Mhm"
f1
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SHOCKING EXPLOSION HAS HAPPENED IN TODAY'S MIAMI GRAND PRIX! F1 Lotus driver Y/N L/N - 69 car has exploded, Red flag has been raised.
user10 Girlie just got out of the car by crawling and her first priority was to like the post 💔💔💔
user11 PEDRI LIKED?! SINCE WHEN DOES BARCA MEN WATCH F1?!
user12 @/user11 someone literally almost died and your main concern is a football player liking an f1 post???
user13 hope she's alright judging by how she liked this post within 20 minutes.
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Fireball - Pittbull
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I saw and I conquer... oh yeah and I definitely 'Came'(to the hospital) As of now right now I am with the team, no major injuries and no pregnancies (def not pregnant after watching that edit)
carlossainz55 Good to know you are alive and well Hermana!
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user14 PREGNANT?! oh not pregnant
user15 better be safe than sorry BUT WHOSE EDIT ARE YOU WATCHING
user16 GIRLIE IS CASUALLY DROPPPING A BANGER OF A POST AFTER A LIFE THREATING ACCIDENT😭😭
yourusername @/user16 Oh I am banging left and right indeed
user16 WHAT
user 17 why 3 Barcelona players are here did I miss something?
user18 @/user17 Dw you ain't alone
pablogavi ❤💙
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yourusername @/pablogavi hello guapito 😏😏
user19 @/yourusername SHE'S SO REAL LMAO
user20 OHHHHHHHHHH I SEE THE APEAL GIRLIE SHOOT YOUR SHOT OR WHATEVER
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user21 LMAOOO SHE LIKED
RADIO
30 minutes before the crash
"Y/N you are currently p6 keep it up"
"Is Lewis catching up?"
"Not really he's 6 seconds behind I will update you on his paste"
15 minutes before the crash
"The car... it smells funny"
"Copy, Keep up the pace... while we check"
" J the car is fucking unresponsive as fuck, the fuck you mean keep up the pace I AM LOSING PACE"
"We know the car is bad right now please focus driving..."
1 minute before the crash
"J the CAR ITS BULLSHIT AN ALPINE LITERALLY OVERTOOK ME THE PACE HAS BEEN OFF FOR THE LAST 15 LAPS"
"Yes Y/N we know it's bullshit please stop complaining"
"I smell something funny and let me tell you its NOT weed"
"The car is overheating, you are retiring-"
"Copy ill go mown lowing next corner"
"Retire the car right now Y/N! Smoke is coming out at the back"
"Oh shit-"
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I am announcing that Dino Beganovic, an F2 Prema racing driver will be replacing me for temporary for 3 GP's (this year is not our year) as the team doctor advise me to stay clear and out of the track due to minor injuries that was caused by the incident. I wish the team well and for Dino to enjoy the experience of driving the car! 💖🖤
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You have never been so frustrated about an incident until it cost you a world driver champion standing, sure you weren't even in the top 5 but settling in p6 in the standing is phenomenal especially when you are a woman competing in male dominated field but that has never stopped others. The season was well and the team has shown signs of improvement but then suddenly it all came crashing down by almost being toasted alive by the car.
Looking outside of the window you thought 'shit' like what are you gonna do this 2 month of unemployment, surely not paddelling with other drivers that will even worsen your injuries. Picking up your phone you scrolled through Instagram to see a post of Barcelona VS Real Madrid match was going to happen in 2 week, enough time for you to get discharged and be able to stand up with out support, you like the post and exited the app to chat with Carlos who was definitely be watching the game.
You groaned and asked your manager to book you everything, you placed down your phone and looked at up the ceiling feeling the loneliness and silence as it slowly lull's you to sleep.
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Visca Barça! Visca Catalunya! Barcelona has my heart 💙 ❤️(mama y papa) thank you! @/carlossainz55 and @/rebeccadonaldson for adopting me!
carlossainz55 Really? Barca? no hermana this is not right. you should say 'Hala Madrid' 🙂
yourusername No, only visca barca.
rebeccadonaldson @/yourusername love you ❤️
user4 what are the chances that Gavi and Y/N meet
user16 user/4 chances might be slim but never zero
fcbarcelona 💙❤️ ¡Tenemos mucha suerte de contar con vuestro apoyo!
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pablogavi ¿Sigues en Barcelona? Si es así, déjame invitarte a salir, preciosa. (Are you still in Barcelona? If so, let me ask you out, gorgeous.)
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yourusername @/pablogavi Sí, sigo en España. Sí, puedes invitarme a salir o lo que sea. (yes i am still in spain yes you can take me out or whatever)
user12 HELLO?!?! WHAT HAPPENED TO PRIVATE DMS (I AM NOT COMPLAINING)
user4 THE CHANCES ARE REALLY NEVER ZERO ( BROCEDES STILL HAS A CHANCE)
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user19 oh YN never get PR trained 🥀
yourusername
Drop Dead - Olivia Rodrigo
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"One night I was bored in bed
And stalked you on the internet
It's feminine intuition
'Cuz I always had a vision of us standing like this" I want him and I got him, I love you Pablito ❤.
pablogavi Yo también te amo, hermosa, gracias por decir que sí.
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yourusername @/pablogavi te amo muchísimo
user15 FORGET SOFT LAUNCH WE HARD LAUNCHING I GUESS
user13 FINALLY A HAB
user2 Imagine being a real madrid and f1 fan and going to a grand prix and then casually seeing Pablo Gavi in the Lotus hospitality I WOULD'VE BEEN LIVID.
user5 oh to be Y/N and getting the vision 🥀🥀🥀
landonorris Congratulations you muppet! (finally you can stop yapping about him to me)
yourusername @/landonorris never. ACTUALLY ILL EVEN SPAM IT
landonorris but seriously tho im happy for you guys
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fernandoalonso finaly you will break because now you have a boyfriend
user7 LMAOOO NOT THE REFERENCE
pedri ¡Felicidades, hermano! Me alegro mucho por los dos. Finalmente puede dejar de quejarse de quererte tan mala(congratulations brother I am happy for the both of you.he can finally stop whining about wanting you so bad )
yourusername wait TELL ME MOREEE
lamineyamal ¡Habla de ti todos los días, incluso durante los entrenamientos! (he speaks about you everyday even during practice!)
yourusername
Hey Daddy (Daddy's Home) - Usher
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Godbless La Masia 🧎♀️
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AN: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING THIS FANFIC! I hope you guy's enjoyed it as much as I do while writing it ❤ Please don't be shy leave a like a reblog or even comment! ( you guys can request for part 2 and for more Ideas) thank you for reading! I love you!
AUTHORS NOTE: Hi everyone! this is probably my first fanfic posted and written in tumblr lol. Advance and sincere apologies for my grammar, as English is not my first language, I did play football as a child and shortly as a teen, I have been raised by my father and uncles who owns a small football club in my city, BUT I myself has not been interested and has only started being interest about it these recent months ( yes I played for the sake of my family legacy) The Gavi drought is droughting and I need a CROSSOVER for my two main sports, anyways enjoy!
Pairing: Pablo Gavi x Reader
Synopsis: Seeing a edit of a certain Barca midfielder player has changed your life simply for the better
Warnings: Cursing, crashes, mention of weed, mentions of injury and spanish google translation. author has poor choice of words. For plot purposes please imagine that the lotus team is still in f1 and that it revived mid 2014 (winterslop)
Credits to the picture i legit found in the Pinterest and credits to the divider!
Wc: 2,052
Y/N_Licious-69
liked by carlossainz55, stellaantonino, georgerussel63, pablogavi and 732,699 more.
yourusername Watch yo ass white boy Norris, I am not amaze. (Happy P6! in qualifying the best one so far!, me and the team will keep improving 👊)
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carlossainz5 HALA MADRID! (delete this now.)
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kimiraikkonnen Bwoah
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user1 Girlie WAS FIGHTING the car 💔
user2 bro might just send him to the next GP 😭
landonorris you can't blame me, those donuts was worth it 🤤
user3 soooo nobody wanna address the elephant in the room?
user4 @/user3 REAL I THOUGHT MY MIND WAS PLAYING
user5 Gavi liking an F1 driver post and a Mbappe meme was NOT in my bingo card
user6 im definetly starting a rumor (now)
lotusf1team Amazing qualifying as always! we will do our best in the next GP (Don't do that again)
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user7 LMAOOOOO EVEN LOTUS ADMIN KNOWS BALL
user8 i just woke up from a coma (not really) how is Lotus back in F1????
user9 @/user8 F1 lotus team came back on 2015 lmao after being bankrupted by the one and only goat Kimi Raikkonnen
nicorosberg amazing job! @/yourusername
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pablogavi has started to follow you!
Miami GP 2026
1 hour and 20 minutes before lights out
The heat was real when you saw it with your own eyes. A fine specimen indeed. As you scroll through Instagram and seeing someone with a verified unfamiliar account 'pablogavi' seeing that account you clicked on it and started scrolling. You haven't realized its been 30 minutes of doom scrolling making you drown out the noises and the ongoing panic and sheer confusion outside of your room that was being drowned by the an edit of a Barca player named Pablo Gavi.
50 minutes before lights out
The sound of shuffling hurried feet's and people bumping to each other of things was drowned down by your headphones resulting.
"WHERE IS SHE?!"
"SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE HERE 30 MINUTES AGO"
"HAS ANYONE CHECK THE HOSPITALITY?!"
'HER ROOM! CHECK HER ROOM HURRY"
The suddenly the violent rattling of the doorknob broke your trance immidetely discarding the phone and running quickly to the door opening it.
"THE NATIONAL ANTHEM IS GOING UP IN 5 MINUTES WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING" One of the staff said panting and heaving.
"I AM SO SORRY, LET ME GET MY SUIT I'LL BE ON MY WAY OUT" You quickly closed the door and changed as fast as you can with only half of your suit zipped you grab your cap and ran out of the drivers room as fast as you can.
Spotting other drivers lining up on what was gonna be the beginning of the national anthem you quickly squeezed next to Carlos and took off your cap, He looked at you an amused and gave you a raised eyebrow before focusing on the anthem.
After the national anthem, other drivers quickly scattered around for the interview before race. You were about to leave but was stopped after hearing someone called you name, you turned around saw its Nico Rosberg and Jenson Button calling for you trying to get an interview out of you.
You walked towards them and got under the umbrella to be shield away from the heat, once you settled in you placed your cap back to your head making sure the sponsored watch was seen all throughout the process, you gave a green go to start the interview after flashing a smile on the camera and accepting a microphone with a small 'thank you'.
"So Y/N everyone saw that you were running late for the anthem, everyone knows how conscious you are with your time and schedule, what happened?" Nico asked with amusement, " I uhhh lost track of time, doom scrolling on tiktok" you sheepishly answered "and what type of video are you watching, surely not brain rotted video" Jenson quips, feeling offend you quickly tried to defend yourself.
"More like whose edit I am watching" You jokingly said, and suddenly you caught a figure in your peripheral vision, your PR manager Stella was looking at you warningly, the messaged confused you but sooner you realized what you said was absolutely bullshit and true you quickly tried to back track "I mean doesn't everyone watch edits? anyways I think my engineer is calling me"
Nico looked at you confused and more eager to ask more question and he was about to open his mouth but you quickly pointed at someone in a bright red undeniably Ferrari jumpsuit "Hey isn't that Lewis?" Nico turned around with Jenson, with that you instantly ran through the garage successfully escaping the 'PrincessCake' Duo that got distracted.
20 minutes before lights out
"Radio check Radio check do you copy?"
"I hear you J" You answered back while trying to adjust in your seat in the car and readying your gloves, balaclava, and lastly the helmet.
"Copy, tires and cars look good just sit back"
Feeling bored in the car your hands started to feel antsy, you signaled one of the staff to hand you your phone, as you open your phone a loud blaring music came to play.
'IS YOU SAY, "DADDY'S HOME, HOME FOR M-'
You quickly turned the volume down looking very embarrassed and ashamed still looking down and watching the edit of a certain Barcelona Football player.
"Daddy's home huh?" the radio buzzed.
"Shut up"
"Mhm"
f1
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SHOCKING EXPLOSION HAS HAPPENED IN TODAY'S MIAMI GRAND PRIX! F1 Lotus driver Y/N L/N - 69 car has exploded, Red flag has been raised.
user10 Girlie just got out of the car by crawling and her first priority was to like the post 💔💔💔
user11 PEDRI LIKED?! SINCE WHEN DOES BARCA MEN WATCH F1?!
user12 @/user11 someone literally almost died and your main concern is a football player liking an f1 post???
user13 hope she's alright judging by how she liked this post within 20 minutes.
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Fireball - Pittbull
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I saw and I conquer... oh yeah and I definitely 'Came'(to the hospital) As of now right now I am with the team, no major injuries and no pregnancies (def not pregnant after watching that edit)
carlossainz55 Good to know you are alive and well Hermana!
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user14 PREGNANT?! oh not pregnant
user15 better be safe than sorry BUT WHOSE EDIT ARE YOU WATCHING
user16 GIRLIE IS CASUALLY DROPPPING A BANGER OF A POST AFTER A LIFE THREATING ACCIDENT😭😭
yourusername @/user16 Oh I am banging left and right indeed
user16 WHAT
user 17 why 3 Barcelona players are here did I miss something?
user18 @/user17 Dw you ain't alone
pablogavi ❤💙
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yourusername @/pablogavi hello guapito 😏😏
user19 @/yourusername SHE'S SO REAL LMAO
user20 OHHHHHHHHHH I SEE THE APEAL GIRLIE SHOOT YOUR SHOT OR WHATEVER
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user21 LMAOOO SHE LIKED
RADIO
30 minutes before the crash
"Y/N you are currently p6 keep it up"
"Is Lewis catching up?"
"Not really he's 6 seconds behind I will update you on his paste"
15 minutes before the crash
"The car... it smells funny"
"Copy, Keep up the pace... while we check"
" J the car is fucking unresponsive as fuck, the fuck you mean keep up the pace I AM LOSING PACE"
"We know the car is bad right now please focus driving..."
1 minute before the crash
"J the CAR ITS BULLSHIT AN ALPINE LITERALLY OVERTOOK ME THE PACE HAS BEEN OFF FOR THE LAST 15 LAPS"
"Yes Y/N we know it's bullshit please stop complaining"
"I smell something funny and let me tell you its NOT weed"
"The car is overheating, you are retiring-"
"Copy ill go mown lowing next corner"
"Retire the car right now Y/N! Smoke is coming out at the back"
"Oh shit-"
yourusername
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I am announcing that Dino Beganovic, an F2 Prema racing driver will be replacing me for temporary for 3 GP's (this year is not our year) as the team doctor advise me to stay clear and out of the track due to minor injuries that was caused by the incident. I wish the team well and for Dino to enjoy the experience of driving the car! 💖🖤
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You have never been so frustrated about an incident until it cost you a world driver champion standing, sure you weren't even in the top 5 but settling in p6 in the standing is phenomenal especially when you are a woman competing in male dominated field but that has never stopped others. The season was well and the team has shown signs of improvement but then suddenly it all came crashing down by almost being toasted alive by the car.
Looking outside of the window you thought 'shit' like what are you gonna do this 2 month of unemployment, surely not paddelling with other drivers that will even worsen your injuries. Picking up your phone you scrolled through Instagram to see a post of Barcelona VS Real Madrid match was going to happen in 2 week, enough time for you to get discharged and be able to stand up with out support, you like the post and exited the app to chat with Carlos who was definitely be watching the game.
You groaned and asked your manager to book you everything, you placed down your phone and looked at up the ceiling feeling the loneliness and silence as it slowly lull's you to sleep.
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Visca Barça! Visca Catalunya! Barcelona has my heart 💙 ❤️(mama y papa) thank you! @/carlossainz55 and @/rebeccadonaldson for adopting me!
carlossainz55 Really? Barca? no hermana this is not right. you should say 'Hala Madrid' 🙂
yourusername No, only visca barca.
rebeccadonaldson @/yourusername love you ❤️
user4 what are the chances that Gavi and Y/N meet
user16 user/4 chances might be slim but never zero
fcbarcelona 💙❤️ ¡Tenemos mucha suerte de contar con vuestro apoyo!
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pablogavi ¿Sigues en Barcelona? Si es así, déjame invitarte a salir, preciosa. (Are you still in Barcelona? If so, let me ask you out, gorgeous.)
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yourusername @/pablogavi Sí, sigo en España. Sí, puedes invitarme a salir o lo que sea. (yes i am still in spain yes you can take me out or whatever)
user12 HELLO?!?! WHAT HAPPENED TO PRIVATE DMS (I AM NOT COMPLAINING)
user4 THE CHANCES ARE REALLY NEVER ZERO ( BROCEDES STILL HAS A CHANCE)
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user19 oh YN never get PR trained 🥀
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Drop Dead - Olivia Rodrigo
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"One night I was bored in bed
And stalked you on the internet
It's feminine intuition
'Cuz I always had a vision of us standing like this" I want him and I got him, I love you Pablito ❤.
pablogavi Yo también te amo, hermosa, gracias por decir que sí.
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yourusername @/pablogavi te amo muchísimo
user15 FORGET SOFT LAUNCH WE HARD LAUNCHING I GUESS
user13 FINALLY A HAB
user2 Imagine being a real madrid and f1 fan and going to a grand prix and then casually seeing Pablo Gavi in the Lotus hospitality I WOULD'VE BEEN LIVID.
user5 oh to be Y/N and getting the vision 🥀🥀🥀
landonorris Congratulations you muppet! (finally you can stop yapping about him to me)
yourusername @/landonorris never. ACTUALLY ILL EVEN SPAM IT
landonorris but seriously tho im happy for you guys
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fernandoalonso finaly you will break because now you have a boyfriend
user7 LMAOOO NOT THE REFERENCE
pedri ¡Felicidades, hermano! Me alegro mucho por los dos. Finalmente puede dejar de quejarse de quererte tan mala(congratulations brother I am happy for the both of you.he can finally stop whining about wanting you so bad )
yourusername wait TELL ME MOREEE
lamineyamal ¡Habla de ti todos los días, incluso durante los entrenamientos! (he speaks about you everyday even during practice!)
yourusername
Hey Daddy (Daddy's Home) - Usher
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Godbless La Masia 🧎♀️
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AN: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING THIS FANFIC! I hope you guy's enjoyed it as much as I do while writing it ❤ Please don't be shy leave a like a reblog or even comment! ( you guys can request for part 2 and for more Ideas) thank you for reading! I love you!
♥︎ pairing pedri x reader
♥︎ summary cheating scandal after cheating scandal, you stayed by Jude's side, out of love, loyalty, and the hope that he would change. Pedri enters your life with the promise to be the one to break the vicious cycle you are trapped in. but are you ready for the change?
♥︎ word count 6, 316
♥︎ warnings this chapter is nsfw, minors dni
♥︎ tags cheating, infidelity, eventual smut, slow burning, emotional distress, emotional abuse, morally grey characters, angst
♥︎ a/n since it's the finale, i went on much longer than usual. but it's finally over (the epilogue is still to come, but anyway). i want to thank everyone for reading, those who like and those who comment ❤︎ you truly are the fuel that gives me the strength to keep going (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) i love you all!
pt.1 || pt.14 || epilogue || masterlist
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You were ready. You were ready because you had practiced with Elena, who surprised you with a pretty accurate imitation of Jude, the countless scenarios that could unfold. Besides, the only thing that could truly surprise you at this point was if he accepted the situation and you ended things peacefully. And that was an idyllic scenario, too good to be true.
A part of you felt you were walking toward your execution. About to end, what you had long believed was the only thing that gave your life meaning. But you knew that wasn't true, that it never had been.
Even so, your heart raced as you stood before Jude's playroom door, stretching out the seconds before unleashing the storm. Your stomach churning, you knocked several times, knowing you wouldn't get an answer, and opened it after a few seconds of waiting.
“Can’t you see I’m busy?” he scolded you without taking his eyes off the television.
“We need to talk”, you almost managed to keep your voice steady.
“Later”.
“It’s 10 p.m”.
“Tomorrow then”.
“Tomorrow you’re going to San Sebastián”, your voice had begun to stabilize.
With a loud snort to let you know he was annoyed, he paused the game and looked at you sharply. “So?”
The speech you had been rehearsing turned into a jumble of letters in your head, fuck it, time to improvise then.
“I won a spot in a photography workshop”, you announced. Jude’s face showed disinterest, as if he didn’t know why he should care. “It’s in New York for six months. I’m leaving in two months”.
That last part really set off alarm bells. He let out a sarcastic laugh, the kind he uses when he wants to belittle others.
“You’re not going”, he dismissed. He resumed his game as if you’d told him you were having chicken instead of beef for dinner
Anticipating that reaction, you planted yourself in front of the TV. “I am going”.
Pausing it again, this time with more irritation flashing across his face. “I don’t do that long-distance crap. Besides, why would you want to go? There are more than enough workshops here in Madrid”.
You had to give yourself some credit for predicting Jude's reaction; so far, he'd been following the imaginary script you'd rehearsed.
"Not like this one. My favorite photographer is going to teach it—"
"So you care more about that than being with me?" Jude stood up quickly. "I'm telling you this one last time, I don't do that long-distance crap. So unless you want to break up, you're staying", he sentenced.
Your heart leapt at the mention of the words that had held you hostage for so long, words that now knew held the key to freedom.
“I thought you’d be happy, because this is truly a great opportunity for me. But if that’s your condition, then…” You swallowed hard before continuing. “Then you’re right, we should break up”.
Disbelief flooded Jude's face. For a few seconds, he remained tensely silent, as if waiting for you to change your mind right then and there. Seeing that time was passing, and you remained just as firm, he changed his strategy. His shoulders slumped, and he lowered his gaze to the floor.
“Are you serious? After all this time… you’re going to throw it all away for a mere whim?” he asked, feigning sadness.
Using all your willpower to stop your eyes from rolling at the mention of a ‘mere whim’, you took a deep breath before answering.
“It’s not a whim. It’s my passion, my life, my future—”
“So I’m not part of any of those things?” he snapped, his voice rising. “Because I did consider you part of everything, I…” he hesitated before continuing more calmly. “I was thinking of proposing to you this year”.
If the shock hadn't been so great, you would have laughed at his "declaration". This was definitely a scenario you hadn't anticipated, yet his empty promises no longer had any effect on you. Jude took the silence as an indication to continue.
“I wish it had been different, but yes, this was the year”, he sighed, nodding self-satisfiedly. “And it still can be, you just have to stay”.
Jude came closer and took your hands, intertwining your fingers. Part of you was still in shock that Jude could go to such lengths to keep from losing you, maybe… No! You quickly crushed that usual urge to give in to him.
“I wish things were different too… all of this. But the reality is, they aren’t”, you gently untangled your hands from Jude’s. “You can’t threaten to break up with me and then tell me you were thinking of proposing—”
“I didn’t threaten you! I just showed you the consequences of your decisions”, he interrupted, stepping back again.
“And I’m accepting them, Jude. I’m going to New York whether you like it or not, whether you want me to or not, whether you’re my boyfriend or not”, you finished, and without waiting for another response, you left the room.
With trembling hands, you went to the kitchen to pour yourself a glass of water. Everything was going more or less… well?
“I can’t believe how selfish you’re being. This… this is going to affect my performance, my career…” he insisted, joining you in the kitchen.
“Oh my God. You’re the one who wants to end the relationship because you don’t want to do long-distance, not me”.
“But you started out wanting to go to the other side of the fucking world for something that isn’t worth it”.
“It is worth it to me!” you retorted, turning to him. “This is important to me—”
“Me, me, me. See, you are being selfish”, he mocked.
“Yes, I’m being selfish for the first time in our relationship. Because that place was reserved only for you”.
Jude recoiled as if you'd punched him in the gut. Despite your attempts to avoid it, this was about to turn into a battle. And from the way Jude was smiling, you knew he was bringing out his best weapons.
"Okay, okay. You've had your moment in the spotlight, congratulations. Now you can stop acting all brave and just tell me directly, what is it you want?" he asked, shrugging his shoulders.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, I’ve realized this is all just a desperate attempt to get my attention. So I want to save us from even more trouble and ask you directly what you want. More trips, more gifts, more money for your expenses?” he listed, as if he’d found the answer.
Staring at him, you couldn't help but gasp at his audacity, offended by how little he knew you.
"I would have considered it if you'd actually made an effort to mention things that really need improvement", you revealed, shaking your head. "I always told you I didn't care about your money. I just wanted... Never mind".
"Just wanted what?"
“What do you mean, ‘what,’ Jude?” you finally blurted out, surprised he’d even bothered to ask. “A boyfriend who’d enjoy being with me instead of locking himself in his gameroom all day; or one who wouldn’t belittle my work and would be proud of my accomplishments; who’d actually answer the damn phone when I needed him”.
There were still shards of glass around him, the difference now was that you didn’t care about breaking them.
“Well, sorry for being too busy—focusing on our future—to notice such trivial things!”
“They are not trivial things! God… Jude”, you exhaled, trying not to fall for his provocations. “We’re not getting anywhere; instead, we’re sinking deeper and I’m too tired to keep us afloat any longer. This, us, it’s over”.
Even though ending things with him was for the best, you couldn’t help feeling sadness. For so long, Jude had been the love of your life, the man you’d planned to marry, start a family with, and grow old with. But what kept you together was no longer love. You walked past him toward your room when he took your arm and pulled you closer.
“Who is it?” he asked in a low voice. “Who is he?”
Your blood ran cold for a moment at the fleeting thought that Jude might have discovered your relationship with Pedri. But no, that was impossible; this was just another one of his tactics to manipulate you. Your blood quickly began to flow hot again, recalling all the unanswered questions he had left you with. The box where you kept all of them bursting open.
“You want to talk to me about infidelity? How fucking dare you?” You roughly pulled away from his grip. “You always tell me no one will ever love me like you do, but what about you? Do you think another girl will put up with your constant cheating, scandals, lies, and disrespect?”
“I never—”
“We’re over, Jude! This relationship is over, so stop pretending you never cheated on me. Because I know, I always knew. I always knew, and even though you never apologized once, I forgave you every single time. I thought you’d change eventually, but you didn’t”.
A sudden fear transformed Jude's face, his eyes darting from side to side, searching for some answer.
"But I only love you", he finally replied.
Shaking your head, you rejected his attempt to creep back into your heart. "No, Jude, you don't love me. You don't humiliate the one you love, no... you don't make them suffer so much. You don't make them feel inadequate and that they deserve every betrayal", your voice breaking at the end. A tear managed to escape your eye; you wiped it away aggressively before clearing your throat again. "I really hope you get better, because no one deserves to go through what I went through."
“You deserved it,” he fired back. Even though his power over you had diminished, the words still stung. “You put up with it for a reason, didn’t you? Because you know you weren’t enough for me. You never will be, not for me, not for anyone”.
Disappointed in the person Jude had become, a couple more tears rolled down your cheeks. Now you weren’t blindfolded; you saw the person in front of you clearly. You noticed his insecurity and his constant need for external validation. Pathetic, really.
“Good thing I’m not your problem anymore, then”, you murmured.
“I want you out of my house when I get back from San Sebastián. And if I find out you took anything of mine, you’ll really know what I’m made of”, he threatened harshly.
“It’s only fair”, you agreed. Knowing he was going to kick you out, you’d already rented a small room for the two months you had left in Madrid.
“You’re going to regret this. When you realize you’re worthless, you’ll come crawling back to me”, he spat. With no more will to fight, and with a time limit on what had been your home for two years, you started walking toward your studio. “You were always stiff in bed, that’s why I fucked other women. And they were all so much hotter than you!” Jude began shouting desperately as he watched you walk away. “You’re leaving me everything, okay? The jewelry, the clothes… I have several women who will appreciate it more and who will look better in it”.
You slammed the front door, muffling his screams. Exhausted, as if you'd just run a marathon, you collapsed to the floor. Tears finally overflowed, falling heavily down your face. Drawing your knees to your chest, you let them flow, allowing yourself to feel all the pain you needed to endure, detoxing from the last bit of it so you could start fresh.
After several minutes, you managed to calm down. Having heard the front door slam and the screech of Jude's tires, you were certain you were alone at home. Even so, you still didn't want to leave. If there was one place in the whole house that was 100% yours, it was your studio, so you would start packing there.
«It's over. I have two days to get out of here»
You texted Elena, who was staying at a hotel in Madrid to help you with the inevitable move. Her call came through immediately.
“Are you okay? Well, obviously you’re not okay, but you know…” she stumbled over her words.
“I’m fine,” you breathed dejectedly. “I’m just tired, really.”
“Do you want me to come over?”
“Yes, please”.
“I’ll tell you this in person too, but I want you to know that I’m proud of you. I know this wasn’t easy, and knowing Jude, he probably made it harder and crueler than necessary, but it’s over now. You’ll be okay, you’ll be better”, Elena assured you.
“I know, thanks”, you smiled weakly.
Even though you weren't entirely sure, because you were now adrift, the good thing was that you knew how to swim, and you had a couple of people willing to offer you life jackets.
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You thought things would be harder. Yes, there were ephemeral moments when you missed him, but they were just that—ephemeral. After that, the relief of savoring freedom filled you, displacing the nostalgia until it faded away.
Some media outlets had started circulating the news, noticing that you had deleted all the photos you had with him and had even blocked him on social media. Added to that was your sudden disappearance from the games for the last two months. Only Mina had been concerned enough to ask you, and you confirmed it to her, telling her that you were going to New York for a few months and that Jude, in his eagerness to avoid a long-distance relationship, hadn't given you any other option but to end things.
“Jeans fully packed”, Pedri announced, sealing the cardboard box with tape.
After much thought, you allowed yourself to spend those last two months in Madrid with Pedri in your life. Not as boyfriend and girlfriend, just as friends… friends who slept together and kissed occasionally. Although you had taken sex out of the equation, knowing it would make everything too complicated. Nevertheless, this being your last night together, and seeing Pedri working so hard to help you pack the last of your belongings, sweat dripping from his nose, and that light stubble he'd grown in recent weeks…
"... Sounds good?" he asked, carrying the box in front of you.
"What?" you asked, snapping out of your reverie.
Pedri gave you a half-smile, guessing what you were thinking from the way you were looking at him. “All that’s left to pack are your skirts and coats. The baggage service will be here in three hours, so we can take a short break for lunch. Sound good?”
“Sounds good to me”, you agreed, cheeks flushed.
“I’ll put this one with the others. Order whatever you want”, he winked, pointing to his phone with his chin, before leaving your room.
You flopped down on the bed and ordered from your favorite restaurant, another craving you wanted to satisfy before missing it for six months.
«Girl, you have to fuck him tonight»
Elena's message made you bury your head in the pillow.
«Jesus Christ Elena»
«Sorry, sorry. You should make love to him today. Packing is the worst, he deserves it»
«When I helped you pack, you offered me lunch, not your body»
«You're acting like you haven't thought of that already. Do you really think I'll join you at the airport tomorrow because I'm busy with work?»
«Yes, after all you'll take a week to join me in New York»
«If you don't arrive tomorrow with that post-fuck glow, I'll be disappointed.
Sorry, I meant post-made love glow»
Rolling your eyes and letting out a laugh, you said goodbye to your friend. The closet was practically empty, most of your things already packed in boxes waiting to be transported to your new apartment in New York. There weren't many things to move, anyway; beyond obeying Jude's instructions, you didn't want to bring anything of his to your new life.
Reality still felt… unreal. Just hours away from starting a new life, from depending on yourself for everything again, and you were excited. You'd already started looking for temporary work to cover your expenses and not deplete your savings so quickly. Pedri had offered to help, but you politely declined; you had to do this on your own.
“The boxes are already stacked, ready for the last one”, Pedri sighed, collapsing onto the bed beside you.
“I should call the landlord, remind him I’m handing this place over tomorrow”, you said, staring at your phone, trying to distract yourself from his closeness and his intoxicating scent.
“You should…” Pedri murmured, his fingers gently tracing your cheeks.
“But it’s still early”, you reasoned.
“And we’re supposed to be on our break”.
Giving in to the burning desire, you turned around and knew you couldn't deny him anything he asked for. Pedri positioned himself above you, and after a brief nod from you, he kissed you hungrily. His hands quickly slipped under your shirt, sending a tingle of desire through your abdomen; after all, he had helped you so much with the move these past few days…
The doorbell rang, interrupting the moment.
"It must be the food", you exhaled quickly.
"Have them leave it at the door", he grunted between kisses on your neck.
"But it's not paid for", you lamented, regretting your decision.
"Go get it while I find my wallet", Pedri soothed you with a final kiss on your collarbone. "My treat".
Getting up, you tried to quell the heat that had engulfed your entire body. Combing away a few stray hairs, you opened the door and found yourself face to face with the last person you expected. Your soul left your body, leaving you paralyzed with shock.
“Hi… I know you weren’t expecting me, but can we talk?” Jude asked, holding a bouquet of roses, putting on his best apologetic face.
“Wh- What— What are you doing here?” you stammered, still in shock.
“I asked the guys from the moving truck you used to give me your new address. I know you're leaving tomorrow and… what are you wearing?” His eyes slowly scanned your body, his voice growing harsher at the end.
Looking down, your head spun as you remembered you were wearing Pedri's clothes, which he'd brought you under the pretext that it would make packing easier. Shit, Pedri.
Without a word, you tried to close the door. Jude reacted by sticking his foot in, keeping it open.
"The restaurant just called about…" you heard Pedri approaching.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
Desperately, you tried to close it even further, still unable to utter a word. Meanwhile, Jude, hearing a man's voice, roughly pushed it open completely as Pedri appeared in the room.
Jude was furious, a kind of fury you'd never seen from him before. His eyes darted rapidly between you and Pedri, trying to make sense of what was happening in front of him.
Pedri, for his part, was also frozen, just like you, feeling that any sudden movement could trigger a reaction.
“What the fuck is this?” he muttered, barely containing his anger.
“Jude, you have no business here—” you pleaded calmly.
“That’s not a fucking answer!” he yelled, throwing the bouquet to the floor.
“Hey! Don’t yell at her”, Pedri intervened, stepping forward to stand in front of him.
“You have absolutely no fucking right to tell me what I can and can’t do to her”, Jude threatened, towering intimidatingly over Pedri.
“Jude, you and I broke up months ago. Leave right now”, you repeated firmly. “And Pedri, please don’t fall for his provocations”.
Pedri stepped back, coming to stand between you and Jude.
“Wow, I… I came to give you a second chance. And this is how you greet me?” Jude complained bitterly.
“I don’t want anything to do with you. Go away”.
“How long has this been going on? And don’t try to tell me it was just in the last couple of months because I wasn’t born yesterday”.
“I don’t owe you any answers, go away”, your eyes were still fixed on him.
“No, that’s true. But I’m asking you from… I don’t know… four months ago? When you were still my girlfriend”.
Sensing that Pedri was about to say something, you took his arm to calm him down. Jude noticed and let out a mocking laugh.
“How long have you been fucking my girlfriend, González? Or rather… how long were you fucking her when she was still my girlfriend?” Jude challenged, looking at him.
“Look who’s talking”, Pedri scoffed.
“So you did”, he exhaled, then turned his gaze to you. “Thinking you were such a goody-two-shoes, and look… sleeping with him while you were with me. So that’s why you were acting so strange the last few months. And was it just with him, or were you being passed around the whole team like the cheap slu—”
The slap was louder than you’d imagined, but your hand had moved faster than your brain. When you looked at your palm, it was red and tingled from the contact with Jude’s cheek.
Jude was in shock. Rage surged through him as he realized he was no longer in control. “I’m leaking this to the media. Everyone’s going to tear you apa—”
“And you?” you interrupted, noticing a crack in his plan. If there was one thing Jude always prioritized above all else, it was himself. “Yes, it’s true that it would be a scandal on our end. But have you thought about yourself? A serial cheater whose girlfriend, after years of putting up with his shit, starts cheating on him with his rival. And at the end of the day, she chooses him over you. Because, in fact, even in that, Pedri is superior”. Jude’s face slowly began to fall. “And with your track record, who could really blame me?”
Jude swallowed hard, his confident expression quickly twisting into one of terror. “You wouldn’t dare”.
“I…” you corrected yourself, feeling Pedri take your hand. “We would. So, and this is the last time I’m going to ask you… leave right now, and never come looking for me again”.
“Do you really think he’ll be any different? You’ve always been the problem here”, Jude sneered, flailing desperately.
“That’s enough, out”, Pedri said, taking a step forward. Seeing that Jude was about to retort again, he moved further ahead, letting go of your hand. “If you tell the press, send us the link so we can read your pathetic sobbing story and have a good laugh”, he joked as he escorted him outside.
With one last look from Jude, you knew he'd never do it, that he just wanted to keep the threat hanging in front of you, luring you into a trap. But his tantrum hadn't worked, and now he was leaving with his head down like a child who hadn't gotten the candy he wanted.
With the click of the door, Pedri and you were alone again in the small apartment. After a few seconds, you heard Jude's frustrated footsteps disappearing down the stairs.
Pedri turned his head toward you, his face showing he still couldn't believe what had happened. "That was insane. How dare that idiot even show his face here?"
“I know, pretty pathetic”, you sighed. Had he always been this annoying? Probably, and you were too blind to see it for what it was. “And he won’t, in case that worries you. He’ll never tell anyone about… about our beginnings”.
Pedri approached you, murmuring your name, and cupped your face. “When I fell in love with you, I also accepted that people would talk, regardless of whether they knew about our beginnings. And that seems like a very small price to pay for the pleasure of being with someone who makes everything feel more colorful, more alive. A girl who is beautiful, funny, intelligent and sweet”.
Smiling and feeling more confident, you leaned in to kiss Pedri. His free hand went to your back to hug you tighter.
A new doorbell rang, interrupting you. Cautiously, in case it was Jude again, Pedri slowly opened the door, his shoulders relaxing as he saw the delivery man on the other side.
Letting out a breath you hadn't realized you were holding, you took out the plates to serve and eat more comfortably. Pedri paid and helped you carry the food into the living room.
Pedri told you about his vacation plans, how he would spend part of it with his family in Tenerife and was still considering other destinations for the rest. Meanwhile, you told him about the plans you and Elena had for your first week in New York.
When you finished, you continued packing the last of the things in the closet and bathroom, leaving out only what you'd need in the morning and would take in your carry-on. The luggage company arrived on time and took away your six cardboard boxes and three large suitcases containing all your belongings.
"I think that's it", you exhaled, sinking down onto the couch.
"Yes, everything's ready for tomorrow", Pedri said, settling in next to you.
Playing with your fingers, you tried to ignore the thick tension, the result of the palpable desire between you, which had grown stronger with each passing day. Ah, fuck it. All the lines you had to cross with Pedri had already been crossed far too far. This was your last night, and if he wanted it as much as you did, what was one last rule to break before you left?
“You’ve been a huge help these past few days”, you began, sliding one of your fingers down the couch to his arm, which you stroked. “I don’t know how I could ever repay you”.
Pedri blushed instantly. From his wide eyes and the way his lips parted slightly, you knew you’d caught him off guard.
“Any ideas?” you asked innocently, tilting your head and fluttering your eyelashes.
Coming out of his surprise, his gaze intensified, and he licked his lips. “A few…” he smiled, leaning closer and ghosting his lips over yours.
His hands tangled in your hair, pulling you closer. His tongue brushed your lips, parting them slightly, just enough to slide in. You squeezed his strong arms, arousing you with every passing minute, fueling the lust you'd been holding back. One of his hands slowly traveled down your body to your legs, parting them and caressing between them, eliciting a muffled moan from you.
Pedri broke the kiss, and with a hungry look, knelt in front of you. You hadn't even had time to catch your breath when his fingers wound around the waistband of your pants and panties, pulling them down and removing them with a swift motion, along with his shirt.
“You could start by letting me eat you out”, he breathed between kisses on your thighs, moving closer and closer to your entrance, his fingers eagerly pressing against your skin.
“Pedri… please”, you whimpered, feeling your body throb with the sensation of his fine stubble against your sensitive skin.
“God, I love it when you say my name like that”, he purred against your inner thigh, giving it little nibbles.
Pedri traced your thighs with his tongue until he reached your already wet pussy again. He looked up, his pupils dilated, his eyes coating his face. You nodded eagerly, and he dived into you.
"You taste so good, beautiful, just the way I like it," he growled between your legs.
His tongue slowly traced your folds, savoring every inch and marking it as his own. His hands squeezed your thighs, then he threw them over his shoulders, deepening his licks.
You tangled your hands in his hair, squeezing lightly, as his tongue sucked on your clitoris. His eyes rose to feast on your expression of pleasure. Pedri continued devouring you like a madman, his mouth and tongue opening you up.
His hands roamed over your abdomen until they reached your breasts. You quickly removed your shirt and bra so his fingers could massage them freely.
“Good girl”, he praised, twisting a hardened nipple between his fingers.
“Shit—Pedri”, you moaned as he returned to give sloppy kisses to your inner thighs, tickling them lightly with his stubble.
The tingles spread rapidly throughout your body as he slowly inserted a finger, arching your back as his tongue traced your inner thigh again, reaching your clitoris. The raw desire with which he ate you was enough to make moans escape your lips.
Pedri's fingers twisted and turned inside you, hitting all the right places he had memorized, using that knowledge to drive you to the edge. With a kiss on your clit, he sucked lightly, then gently pressed and flicked his tongue, causing your legs to shake intensely.
It wasn't long before his beautiful, inviting mouth, along with his industrious fingers, brought you to your release.
“Give it all to me, baby, I want it all”, he pleaded.
The Earth stopped spinning the moment the orgasm hit you hard and intensely. Trails of electricity that surged from your abdomen spread throughout your body, leaving you a trembling mess.
“Fu—fuck Pedri, yes!” you screamed, squeezing his head between your thighs.
Pedri's tongue and fingers accompanied you as you rode the waves of your orgasm out. He carefully withdrew his fingers before placing one last kiss on your clitoris.
Giving you a few seconds to recover, Pedri stood up, quickly removed his pants, and slid the condom onto his hard cock. The world seemed to stop spinning, and your breathing was less ragged as he pulled you by your legs, laying you down on the seat cushions.
Pedri positioned himself over you, kissing you passionately as he settled between your legs. You threw your head back as you felt him teasing your opening, trembling with anticipation of having him inside you.
“Please…” you begged eagerly.
With a half-smile on his face, Pedri slowly slid inside you.
“Fuck, I missed feeling you like this so much”, he breathed, sinking deeper and deeper.
Determined to make up for lost time and knowing you'd be away, his thrusts were quick but precise. Each one accompanied by a squeeze of your legs, his fingers digging into your skin for stability.
His chest glistened with sweat, the muscles in his arms bulged with exertion, and the expression on his face was pure ecstasy. Bringing your hands to the back of his neck, you pulled him closer to kiss him again. Pedri moved his hands to wrap around your back, deepening the kiss.
When you broke the kiss to catch your breath, you noticed his face soften at the sight of you. His eyes slowly traveled over your body, sending a shiver down your spine, before meeting yours once more.
“I love you”, he blurted, his eyes brimming with adoration.
“I love you too”, you breathed before kissing him again.
Pedri's hips began to roll more frantically, his grip on your back growing more intense until you felt him lose his rhythm as he neared his climax. With your name on his lips, Pedri reached orgasm, burying his nose in the crook of your neck as he finished draining himself inside you.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to finish so quickly. It's just that, well... it's been a while", he apologized shyly, his hot breath brushing against your ear.
"You have nothing to apologize for", you reassured him, stroking his back. "You took great care of me".
After placing a soft kiss on your shoulder, Pedri slowly got off you and then stood up.
"What are you doing?" you asked, laughing, as he picked you up.
"The couch isn't very suitable for cuddling", he replied, carrying you toward the bedroom.
Once there, he gently laid you on the bed, went to the bathroom to throw away the condom, and returned with a shirt for you and a pair of boxers for himself. Already half-dressed, he nestled against your chest, caressing your arms.
“What’s bothering you?” he asked after a short silence, looking up at you.
“I revoked your mind-reading privileges weeks ago”, you reminded him, rolling your eyes in an attempt to avoid answering his question.
“I just want to make sure you don’t leave with any doubts or worries”, he chuckled.
“What if I come back and you don’t like me anymore?”
Pedri smiled gently and softly stroked your cheek.
“That’s impossible”.
“But I’m going to change. I’ll be a new version of myself”.
“And I can’t wait to meet her”.
His reassuring words had an effect on you, and you nodded, convinced by what he said, calming the anxiety that had begun to build. Pedri hugged you tighter, his arms offering the security you needed.
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Elena's eyebrows wiggled as soon as she saw you with Pedri at the airport. "It's so nice to see you both with a glowing look", she said playfully, giving you a knowing look, even under your mortified gaze. "I'll give you some space to say your goodbyes". She then headed towards the boarding gates.
The moment had arrived. Turning to Pedri, you didn't know what else to say; all the fears, hopes, questions, and promises had already been laid bare.
"I'm going to miss you more than you can imagine", you murmured against his chest.
"Actually, I can imagine, because that's how much I'm going to miss you", he replied, taking your chin in his hand and making you look at him. He slowly pulled you closer to kiss you.
"See you in six months", you wept, holding back your tears.
"Can't wait", he smiled, his eyes beginning to well up.
Before the tears could overwhelm your eyes, you turned to head for the doors. With one last glance, you waved goodbye, tears already streaming down both of your cheeks, but with a smile knowing you would see each other again.
It was that knowledge that gave you the drive during those first few weeks, along with Elena's company. New York was truly a different world, so fast-paced, chaotic, and demanding.
You were glad to realize that many people didn't know you because of your past relationship; to them, you were someone new, without a past, without burdens. That's when you were able to find yourself again, not tied to anyone, simply being yourself.
The anxiety about Jude posting something also disappeared. Every now and then, news about a new girl would pop up, and with nothing but disinterest, you'd just scroll past it.
You occasionally contacted Pedri to give him general updates. These were short interactions, which, although initially leaving you wanting more, gradually satisfied you as the months passed, knowing you'd have plenty of time for that in the future.
The workshop was a dream come true. Learning from Hannah Reyes Morales expanded your vision of the possibilities in photography, and of life itself.
And with that new vision, you returned to Spain, to Barcelona. Together with Elena, you had decided that it would be best if you moved together. She needed a bigger place, and you wanted a more permanent home for yourself. Three moves to three different cities in less than a year isn't for the faint of heart.
Pedri was away with the Spanish national team, returning two days after you. This gave you the perfect amount of time to settle into your new home before seeing him again.
Even though it had been just over six months, those last few minutes stretched into an eternity. You practically leaped up from the sofa when you finally heard the doorbell, taking one last breath before opening the door.
Your heart started beating again when you saw Pedri standing before you, holding a bouquet of tulips.
"Welcome back", he greeted shyly.
He looked different. He'd gained a little more muscle, his hair had grown longer, and his face was fresher. The sparkle in his eyes was still there.
"Thank you", you nodded, taking the bouquet he offered.
The silence was light, both of you trying to absorb this new version of the person in front of you.
“I was wondering if… well, I could ask you out on a date. A proper first date”.
The suggestion touched you, and you smiled, extending your hand.
“I’d love to. Would you like to come in so I can put them in water?”
“If I walk through this door, I don’t think I’ll be able to hold back”, he admitted, a deep blush rising across his cheeks.
“I know”, you winked. “I understand your intention to ‘do things right this time,’ but that would imply that what we had before was wrong, and I don’t see it that way”.
Pedri smiled as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. He finished walking in confidently and pulled you towards him, pressing his lips to yours in a kiss. In that moment, you remembered how much you had missed him: his soft lips that left a trail of affection wherever they touched; his hands that always traced patterns on your body; his firm chest where you could feel his heart beating as wildly as your own.
“Are you sure?” he asked, his breath catching in his throat.
“Absolutely. We can have our first official date after this. From now on, we make the rules”, you suggested.
His face lit up instantly, a proud smile spreading across his cheeks. When your lips met again, you knew everything would be alright, that there was truly nothing to worry about.
♥ synopsis: for as long as you can remember your older brother carlos sainz has been a loyal fan of the football team real madrid. you were an f2 driver who never took your mind off of your own sport; that was until carlos brought you to a barcelona v real madrid game and you fell for a player on the opposing team.
♥ smau - none of the pictures are mine
♥ warnings: swearing and hate comments !!!
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yourusername I've been kidnapped (not clickbait)
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carlossainz55 I'm literally taking you to a madrid game
yourusername exactly 😔
user60 you should be greatful
user60 I'd kill to have those tickets
user71 she's always so ungrateful 🙄
user80 celebrities that don't know anything about the sport getting shit for free pisses me off
user6 @/user80 pretty sure Carlos payed for the two of their tickets but go off
user56 @/user80 not sure she even counts as a 'celebrity'
user7 NEED me some sombas
user8 im obsessed with their dynamic
user2 the sainz siblings >>>
landonorris @/carlossainz55 take me with you next time
user5 aww carlando dates
user3 gonna need a carlando football landolog asap
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"Could you at least pretend like you're watching?" Carlos said, gazing at you as you scrolled through your phone.
You clicked the device off and slid it into your pocket.
"I'm sorry Carlos I'm just not really as interested in this as you are..." you paused. "I mean if I want to make it into F1 I gotta train right? I should be on the sim right now."
"C'mon," he groaned. "You're a Sainz, of course you're going to make it. Relax a little. Enjoy the game, please?"
You rubbed your eyes and sighed, "I'll try."
You crossed your arms and watched the game unfold. One of the Barcelona players scored a goal and went sprinting past you into a knee slide. He really caught your eye and you couldn't help but watch him the rest of the match.
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carlossainz55 up for adoption: Y/n. Formula 2 driver and FC Barcelona apologist. Former Sainz.
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fcbarcelona we'll adopt you y/n
yourusername do I get a kit?
pablogavi you can have one of mine
yourusername @/pablogavi 🤭
user9 THE @ IS CRAZY
carlossainz55 😐
user7 GAVIIIII
user5 find yourself a man who will love you even when you wear sunglasses with hot sauce (possibly ketchup?) bottles on them
user8 former sainz 😭
user12 "barcelona apologist" 💀
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yourusername I guess I'm a culer now. thanks for the kit @/pablogavi it fits perfectly 😘
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pablogavi look who I found
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user6 carlos’ face 😭
user50 thought you were “too busy” for football 😐
user61 no way gavi is settling for her
user2 no bc she’s so pretty 😍
user9 they’re literally the cutest couple
user1 those family reunions are gonna be awkward tho lmao
prema_team its good to see you gavi :)
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user12 he’s my favorite wag
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yourusername signed a contract with ferrari next season. I’ll see you on the grid big bro @/carlossainz55
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pablogavi estoy orgulloso de ti hermosa (I'm proud of you beautiful)
yourusername gracias mi amor
user7 so cute 🥹
user8 if I knew thirsting over him on main worked I woulda tried it years ago 😔
user6 madridista v culer war ferrari edition
user10 “my girlfriend is hotter than you” true 🤷♀️
