Hiii, can you write a pedri x reader x gavi story. They have been dating for 1-2 years and they are public and the fans love them and also they post like funny , candid photos of each other and you can obviously see that they actually care and love each other. Also the reader is a notogp rider (or if you dont want to write that or dont know much about motogp you can write that shes a formula 1 driver) and shes really talented. Can you make it a smau, thank you and have a lovely day 🤍
visca barca y forza ferrari !
pairing: pablo gavi x f1driver!reader x pedri
summary: little bits and pieces of you and your boyfriends <3
warnings: my horrible spanish skills (bare with me, im still learning 😭)
a/n: i think i might turn this into a series !! this was so cute and fun to make
f1wags pablo gavi and pedri spotted in the barcelona gp, supporting gf, y/n l/n
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the morning started exactly the way every race morning at home did.
with pablo stealing your blanket.
"it's literally my blanket."
pedri, still half asleep, reached over without opening his eyes and draped an arm over both of you.
"he does this every morning."
"and every morning you're on his side."
"you're both impossible."
you all lived together in barcelona.
your apartment was close enough to the circuit that home grands prix meant you could still sleep in your own bed instead of a hotel.
one of your favorite things about racing there.
as normal as life could be when your boyfriends played for barça and you drove for ferrari.
after breakfast, you kissed pedri goodbye first.
"hopefully with a trophy."
"don't do anything stupid."
you laughed, kissed him quickly, grabbed your bag and headed out.
neither of them gave away a single hint.
the paddock was already buzzing.
charles spotted you walking in.
he gave you a weird smile.
that immediately made you suspicious.
throughout the morning everyone seemed...
your engineer smiled every time she looked at you.
charles kept disappearing every few minutes.
"why is everyone acting weird?"
a few hours later, media duties finally ended.
you escaped the cameras and walked back toward the ferrari garage.
you heard familiar laughter.
they were both supposed to be at training today.
pablo was standing with charles, laughing about something while wearing a ferrari team cap.
pedri was talking to one of your mechanics like they'd known each other for years.
your brain completely stopped.
"...what are you doing here?"
pablo spread his arms dramatically.
"you're supposed to be training."
charles looked anywhere but at you.
you slowly looked between all three of them.
he immediately pointed at pablo.
"traitor," pablo muttered.
"because she looked sad all week!"
pedri walked over, smiling so softly it was impossible to stay annoyed.
"only because we wanted to surprise you."
you stared at him for another second.
then threw your arms around his neck.
you buried your face in his shoulder.
"i actually believed you."
pablo wrapped himself around both of you from the side.
you laughed into pedri's hoodie.
"you're both unbelievable."
"a little?" pablo gasped dramatically.
charles watched the three of you with the biggest grin.
"get your own footballers."
the rest of the ferrari garage pretended not to notice.
except they absolutely noticed.
every few minutes one of the mechanics would look over and smile when they caught pablo absentmindedly fixing the collar of your race suit or pedri handing you your water bottle before you even realized you wanted it.
like this was just another day.
eventually your race engineer called your name.
pablo gently squeezed your hand before letting go.
pedri reached up and fixed a loose strand of your hair that had escaped your ponytail.
you smiled at both of them.
"it's a lot easier doing this when you're here."
pablo kissed your forehead.
"then we'll be here every home race."
you smiled so brightly that charles, watching from across the garage, immediately pointed at the two boys.
"whatever you said, keep saying it."
"she smiles like that and suddenly she's two tenths quicker."
you laughed, shook your head, and picked up your helmet.
with pedri's quick kiss on your cheek and pablo's hand brushing yours as you walked away, the pressure of racing in front of your home crowd suddenly didn't feel quite so heavy anymore.
♪ just keep watching - tate mcrae
yourusername look who came to visit !
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pablogavi te amo bebeee (i love you baby)
yourusername te amo mass pablitooo 🫶🫶 (i love you more)
pedri tú fan número 1 🫡 (your number 1 fan)
yourusername jajaja siii bebito <33 (hahaha yes baby)
pablogavi y yo??? (and me???)
yourusername tú tambien pablito <33 (you too pablo) ♥︎ liked by pablo gavi
lamineyamal jajaja parpadea si necesitas ayuda yourusername (hahaha blink if you need help)
yourusername jajaja no necesito ayuda 😭 (hahaha i dont need help)
alexandramalenaleclerc gorgeous girl 💗
yourusername stop i literally love you sm?? 🤧
kikagomes im so in love with you
yourusername im so in love with you too
kikagomes lets run away together
yourusername hola kika ! somos pedri y pablo! y/n es nuestra novia, así que tal vez no (hi kika ! it's pedri and pablo! y/n is our gf so maybe not)
kikagomes boooo :(
user1 my favorite throuple !!
user2 y/n and her wags ♥︎ liked by yourusername
user3 she's so pretty oml ♥︎ liked by pablo gavi, pedri
user5 WOOOOO BARCELONA GP WINNERRRRR
user6 OUR GIRL WON HER HOME GP <33333
user7 we need pedri and pablo in the paddock more if y/n wins like this ♥︎ liked by yourusername, pedri, pablogavi
user8 frrr ! she dominated the whole race
user9 started p7 and overtook everyone in the first 15 laps and won??
user10 queen shit
the last ten laps felt like they lasted an entire lifetime.
"gap behind: 2.1 seconds."
you tightened your grip on the steering wheel.
your tires were hanging on.
charles had spent the last few laps acting as the perfect teammate, keeping the cars behind busy long enough for you to build just enough of a cushion.
the grandstands were already on their feet.
red ferrari flags mixed with catalan flags blurred together every time you flew past.
every roar from the crowd made your heartbeat louder.
your engineer's voice sounded calmer than anyone had a right to be.
you knew every bump in this circuit.
you'd dreamed about this since you were little, karting around catalonia and pretending every finish line was the spanish grand prix.
coming through the final corner, you could already see the chequered flag.
charles was still finishing his own race.
his engineer came over the radio.
"great job today, charles. and your teammate wins her home grand prix."
he glanced up at one of the circuit screens as he completed the cooldown lap.
your name sat at the very top.
he couldn't stop grinning.
after both ferraris had gone through parc fermé, you climbed out of the car.
the noise hit you all at once.
the grandstands chanting your name.
ferrari flags everywhere.
your family in the crowd.
you pulled your helmet off, still trying to process what had just happened.
then you heard someone call your name.
you turned just in time for charles to walk over.
he didn't even bother pretending he wasn't emotional.
he pulled away with the biggest smile.
"i've never been happier to finish behind somebody."
the top step felt unreal.
you stood there for a second, trophy in your hands, looking out over the grandstands.
people chanting your name so loudly you could feel it in your chest.
you'd imagined this moment a thousand times growing up.
none of those dreams had come close.
the italian anthem echoed around the circuit.
you glanced down at the ferrari badge on your race suit.
then over at charles, standing beside you on the podium with the biggest smile on his face.
he caught your eye and gave you a tiny nod.
the champagne barely reached your hands before charles was already shaking his bottle.
a second later, champagne hit you square in the face.
you let out a surprised laugh.
before you could even think about getting revenge, another spray came from your other side.
he laughed, bottle aimed straight at you.
within seconds, the two of them had you completely soaked, laughing so hard you could barely breathe.
finally, you grabbed your own bottle.
charles immediately backed away.
"that's for attacking me."
then you turned to carlos.
"and that's for helping."
he threw his head back laughing as champagne covered him.
the three of you ended up drenched, chasing each other across the podium while the crowd cheered even louder.
hours later, after interviews, photos, and what felt like your hundredth media appearance, you finally escaped back into the ferrari hospitality.
you barely made it through the door.
he wrapped you in the biggest hug he could manage, lifting you clean off the floor.
"pablitooo," you squealed.
he spun you around once before setting you down.
pedri waited until pablo finally let go.
didn't say anything straight away.
your hair was still damp from champagne.
your race suit was stained.
your winner's cap sat slightly crooked on your head.
he reached up and fixed the cap for you.
he cupped your face for a second before kissing your forehead.
"you really have to ask?"
"i've been proud of you since before ferrari."
your eyes immediately filled with tears.
"you're going to make me."
you buried your face against his shoulder anyway.
he wrapped both arms around you.
holding you like he knew this was the moment everything had finally sunk in.
alexandra's voice made all three of you laugh.
"can i hug the race winner now?"
you reached for her immediately.
she squeezed you so tightly you almost couldn't breathe.
"can everyone stop exposing me today?"
charles walked over at exactly the wrong moment.
and for the first time all day, it didn't feel like a race weekend anymore.
yourusername visca barca !
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pablogavi siempre mi amor !! (forever my love) ♥︎ liked by yourusername
ferrantorres qué idiotas (what idiots) 🤣🤣
yourusername jajaja sí pero son mis idiotas <3 (hahaha yes but they're my idiots)
ferrantorres ew
aurorapaezg mi preciosa 🫶 (my precious)
yourusername te quiero mi amor <33 (i love you, my love)
pedri eres mi amuleto de la buena suerte ❤️❤️ (you're my good luck charm)
yourusername pedroooo 🥹🫶 tú tambien para mí (you're mine too)
alexandramalenaleclerc muy caliente 💋 (very hot)
charles_leclerc carlos will not be happy with you haha
carlossainz55 yes i think we should have a talk y/n...
yourusername do you hear something charles?
charles_leclerc hmm no must be the wind 🤷♂️
lilymhe gorgeous, gorgeous girl <3
yourusername ilysm lils 🤧
lilyzneimer missing you !!
yourusername i miss you too !! come to austria??
lilyzneimer anything for you, darling 😉
yourusername teehee 🤭
paucubarsi por favor ven a todos los partidos 🙏🙏 (please come to all the matches)
yourusername jajaja i'll try
user1 i love how aurora and y/n are besties
user3 idk which one i want more
user4 awwee pablo and pedri are the cutest ♥︎ liked by yourusername
it had been two weeks since the spanish grand prix.
which meant, for once, you got to be the one sitting in the stands.
instead of a ferrari race suit, you were wearing an oversized barça jersey that definitely belonged to pablo.
he'd complained when you'd stolen it.
then immediately told you it looked better on you anyway.
you looked up to find aurora waiting outside the vip entrance, arms crossed dramatically.
you laughed, pulling her into a hug.
she looked you up and down.
"...you're wearing my brother's jersey."
"he's never getting that back, is he?"
“good, it looks better on you anyway.”
the two of you walked through the stadium together, coffees in hand.
aurora linked her arm through yours.
"he's been unbearable all week."
"because you're coming today."
"'lucky ones,' apparently."
"he has lucky everything."
you reached your seats just as the players came out to warm up.
the second pablo looked toward the stands, he spotted you.
he nudged pedri so hard he almost knocked him over.
then smiled just as brightly.
he lifted a hand, giving you a little wave.
you waved back immediately.
"they've both forgotten they're supposed to be warming up."
sure enough, the coach was already calling them back.
pablo pointed at you before jogging away, making a little heart with his hands.
aurora burst out laughing.
you smiled as you watched him glance back one more time.
the entire stadium erupted.
you were already on your feet before the referee had even raised the whistle to his lips.
you threw your arms around aurora, the two of you jumping up and down as the players celebrated on the pitch.
you'd been a culer your entire life.
you'd grown up coming to matches with your dad, wearing shirts that were far too big for you and dreaming about seeing barça lift every trophy possible.
being here now, watching the people you loved wearing that shirt...
it never stopped feeling surreal.
the players walked around the pitch, applauding every stand.
when pablo spotted you again, he pointed straight at you before kissing the badge on his shirt.
you immediately did the same thing with the crest on your hoodie.
aurora laughed beside you.
"you're actually obsessed."
"i have no idea what you're talking about."
"you've been singing every chant louder than the ultras."
after the match, you headed down toward the family area.
before you'd even made it through the tunnel, pablo was running towards you.
he wrapped you in the biggest hug.
"no, i spent the whole match looking at the grass."
pedri walked over a moment later, towel around his neck, hair still damp.
he smiled as soon as he saw you.
he leaned down to kiss your forehead.
you looked back toward the emptying stands.
the fans still singing even after the match had ended.
♪ what makes you beautiful - one direction
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yourusername my biggest fan 😭🫶
pablogavi siempre princesaaa ❤️
charles_leclerc please come take y/n 🙏🙏 she won't stop talking about you
pablogavi jajaja poor you 🤣
pedri si when y/n starts yapping... it's over
yourusername hey!
pablogavi its okay mi amor we still love you
pedri and love hearing your stories
yourusername mhm good
charles_leclerc simps
lamineyamal i still wonder how you too managed to pull someone like y/n
pablogavi callate hermanoo
pablogavi perdon???
pedri shes OUR gf
kikagomes hmm i dont think so, right y/n?
yourusername sorry bebitos 🤷♀️
user1 i love how pablo is the biggest y/n fan
user2 right!! he's always spotted watching her race before matches
user3 pedri too ! they're always huddled around an ipad watching haha
user5 pablo and his facebook dad selfies lmao
silverstone always felt different.
the weather was unpredictable, the track was brutal, and the whole weekend felt like a fight.
even when you were thousands of kilometers away from barcelona.
even when you couldn't wake up next to pablo and pedri.
your phone buzzed the second you got back to your hotel room.
you smiled immediately and answered.
pablo's face filled the screen, his hair messy like he'd clearly been waiting for your call.
pedri appeared a second later, leaning into frame.
"she's asking if we watched."
"you had a race and you think we wouldn't watch?"
you were still wearing your ferrari team hoodie, medal from the podium hanging from your neck.
"you're still wearing it."
"keep everything close after a good race."
"you were amazing today," pablo said.
"that overtake against verstappen was insane."
"you were yelling, weren't you?"
pedri immediately exposed him.
"he stood up from the sofa."
"he said 'that's my girl' loud enough that the neighbors probably heard."
the hotel room suddenly felt a lot less lonely.
the teasing immediately stopped.
pedri's expression softened.
"the apartment is too quiet."
"you two are so dramatic."
pedri leaned closer to the camera.
"promise you'll rest tonight?"
"because last time you said that and then watched highlights for two hours."
even when you were on the other side of europe.
even when they weren't sitting beside you in the paddock.
they always made it feel like they were.
"next race," pablo said, "we're coming."
"you say that every time."
"because eventually we'll be right."
"and until then, we'll watch every lap."
you looked at the two faces on your screen.
"love you more," pedri said.
"not possible," pablo argued.
and when the call ended, the hotel room was still quiet.
but it didn't feel empty anymore.
♪ BAILE INVoLIDABLE - bad bunny
pedri mis corazones yourusername pablogavi
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yourusername mi amorrrr <333
pedri te queiro y/nnie <3
pablogavi yo soy muy guapo
pedri y yo???
pablogavi tú tambien amor
yourusername and me??
pablogavi la más bonita del mundo
pedri eres la chica más hermosa de todas
yourusername awweee mis bebitosss <33
rosylopez78 mi hermosa niña y mis niños ❤️❤️
yourusername ahh te amo mami ❤️❤️
kimi.antonelli visca barca!!!
yourusername YES KIMI !! IM SO PROUD OF YOU
user1 i love them sm
user2 frr she's like his mom and its so cute
user3 hottest throuple to ever exist omg
user4 idk if i want to be y/n, pablo or pedri honestly
user5 pablo with that hat 🫠
zuser6 y/n is the biggest culer ever and im so here for it
pablo insisted on picking the restaurant for the date.
which immediately worried both you and pedri.
"why are you looking at me like that?" pablo asked.
"last time you picked," pedri said, "we ended up eating burgers at midnight."
"we had a reservation somewhere else."
to everyone's surprise...
a small restaurant tucked away in one of the quieter streets of barcelona, fairy lights hanging over the terrace and barely anyone recognizing the three of you.
"see?" pablo said proudly as you sat down.
"i'm capable of making good decisions."
"that sounded sarcastic."
the kind where nobody looked at their phones.
you stole bites from both of their plates.
pablo complained every single time.
pedri just quietly slid another forkful onto your plate before you could ask.
"too well," pablo muttered, watching you steal another one of his fries.
by the time you left, the streets were almost empty.
barcelona was warm, the air soft against your skin.
without thinking, you reached for both of their hands.
as you walked, pedri suddenly slowed down.
before either you or pablo could ask another question, he'd disappeared into a little flower shop that was just about to close.
a minute later, pedri walked back out carrying a small bouquet of white and pink flowers.
his cheeks were slightly pink.
he laughed quietly, suddenly looking a little shy.
"you've been away a lot lately."
"and i wanted you to come home to flowers instead of another airport."
you took the bouquet carefully.
"not as beautiful as you."
pablo made the loudest fake gagging noise imaginable.
"i'm trying to save him."
"she loves anything you do."
you looked down at the flowers before looking back up at pedri.
you stepped closer, standing on your tiptoes to kiss him softly.
he smiled against your lips.
pablo folded his arms dramatically.
you laughed and reached for his hand.
the three of you continued walking home through the quiet streets, your fingers intertwined with theirs, the bouquet tucked safely against your chest.
by the time you got back to the apartment, the flowers were already sitting in your favorite vase on the kitchen table.
and every time you walked past them over the next week, they made you smile just as much as they had that night.
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