#6avi

You sighed for the fifth time trying to catch your boyfriends attention who was playing Fifa with some of his teammates on his PS5. Your legs were on his lap, but seeing he didn't react, you gently pushed him so he would finally look at you.

Taking his headset off, he finally looked at you "¿Qué?"

"I'm bored." You almost whined but you were desperate to get out of your apartment and do something fun, besides, it was rare that both you and Pablo were home at the same time.

"I'm playing right now, amor." Gavi wanted to put his headset back on but your voice stopped him.

"Instead of playing you could be studying the traffic code to get your drivers license."

After you almost burst out laughing at his expression, Pablo remembered he forgot to mute his mic and both of you could hear Pedri, Raphinha and Araujo laughing hysterically at what you just said.

Without any other words to his teammates, Gavi turned the game off and looked at you, stroking your leg.

"Okay, mi sol, let's do something, anything you want." Gavi said leaning onto you and pressing kisses to your lips, trying to make up for the time he neglected you while playing with his friends.

"Well, it would be nice if you got your license, I wanna be the passenger princess now." You laughed at the expression he made, mocking you.

"You're already a pillow princess, shut up." It was his turn to laugh now. "Come on, let's go for a drive."

"Oh I wonder which one of us is driving." You got up and pushed him with your hips while grabbing your car keys from the coffee table.

"You're so funny, Y/N." Gavi said mockingly again, hugging you from behind and trapping you between his strong arms.

"You know you love me." You laughed, trying to get away from his grip, but he was stronger than you and you knew it.

"That I do." He gave you another kiss, a kiss that started soft, but ended with his tongue in your mouth. When you felt his hands creep under your shirt and touch the bare skin of your waist, you pulled away, but Gavi didn't give up and started kissing and sucking on your neck.

"Come on mi amor, this can wait until we get back home." You laughed and pushed him gently, this time he let you go, and after you were both ready to go, left the apartment with your hand between his, kissing it softly.

Sitting in your car, you passed the AUX cable to Gavi, letting him choose what kind of music you two would listen to. Getting the memo, he connected his phone to the speakers and logged into his Spotify.

About an hour of carpooling later, carelessly driving around, just as you two were finishing singing "Me Gustas Tu", Gavi looking at you and stroking your right hand with his thumb at every me gustas tu part, you drove past a McDonald's.

"You wanna get McDonald's and go to the hills and overlook Barcelona?" You asked your boyfriend, even though you knew his answer.

"Fuck yeah, what kind of question is that?" He asked you excitedly, his eyes lighting up at the word "mcdonalds" like a little kid's when he hears the word "candy".

Ordering your dinner at the drive-through, and Pablo paying for it like he had promised, you drove to the hills, where you parked in the best spot that overlooked the city.

You ate, laughed, and overall had an amazing time. This bonding time was much needed, as you two would rarely go out like this, Gavi being away for matches or training, and you going to college and studying. So evenings like these were very appreciated by the two of you.

"Mm, I have an idea." Gavi said and got out of the car, throwing the trash from your McDonald's order into a bin, and sitting back inside the car, but this time, in the backseats. You let out a small laugh, knowing damn well what he was insinuating. Getting next to him, he pulled you closer without wasting any more time.

Connecting his phone to the speakers again, he started playing "The Hills" by The Weeknd.

"There's barely any space here, you can't dick me down properly here, Pabs." You giggled at your impatient boyfriend.

"Oh, I'll prove it to you that I can and I will." Gavi said, attacking your lips and moving to your exposed neck.

"Hey babe, what are you doing?" he said while sitting on the bed.

"Just putting on this face mask, baby. Wanna try one?" you asked smiling and arching your brows.

"Yeah, why not?" he shrugged.

You stood up excitingly and he chuckled at your reaction.

"It's cool, that's what I tell 'em. No rules in breakable heaven. But ooh, whoa, oh," you started singing.

"It's a cruel summer. With you," Pablo sang.

"And here comes the bridge!!!" Simulating a microphone you keep singing.

"I'm drunk in the back of the car and I cried like a baby coming home from the bar oh said 'I'm fine' but it wasn't true I don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you" you kept singing and dancing around making Pablo smile.

You put your hand close to his lips so he can sing the next lines "And I screamed for whatever it's worth 'I love you' ain't that the worst thing you ever heard?"

"HE LOOKS UP GRINNING LIKE A DEVIL,"

"It's cool, that's what I tell 'em. No rules, in breakable heaven. But ooh, whoa, oh. IT'S A CRUEL SUMMER WITH YOU," you both sang.

Pablo looked at you with dreamy eyes, he put his hand between your jaw and neck and said "You make me so happy, mi niña," he kissed your lips softly.

These nights were the ones you lived for.

You almost couldn't believe the letters you were seeing on the screen indicating the boarding time to each plane, the plane back to your home city having a 2 hour delay. You were pissed, to say the least, and tired and hungry, the airport food being too expensive for your liking.

Your check in was finished, most of the luggage you had was about to be boarded on the plane that wouldn't fly for another two hours because of the weather.

When your stomach started aching from hunger, you decided you had enough and made your way to one of the cafes, hoping they would at least have a sandwich.

The cafe was crowded by people who were waiting for their plane that most likely had been delayed as well. You quickly ordered a coffee and a meal and made your way to what seemed like the only empty table left. It was a two person table, luckily. You started reading your favorite book while sipping your coffee and occasionally taking a bite from your food.

Just as you were about to finish reading the chapter, you noticed a presence near you, and looking up you were met with the figure of a man who was standing in front of your table.

"Hola, te importa si me siento contigo? Este parece ser el único asiento libre que queda." Hi, do you mind if I sit with you? This seems to be the only free seat left. The man wore a white hoodie and army green cargo pants, his hair was hooded, but you could see his chocolate brown eyes and friendly smile.

You have been working in Barcelona only for a few months, so you still weren't very fluent in Spanish but you picked up quickly what he said, and nodded your head at him, smiling.

He smiled again, and you noticed just how handsome he was when he took his hood off. You went back to reading your book, but occasionally looked up to see if he was looking at you, but he was too busy typing on his phone. 'Probably his girlfriend' you thought.

He must have felt your stare because he lifted his eyes and you two made eye contact, the butterflies setting free in your stomach.

"¿Qué estás leyendo?" What are you reading? He asked you.

"I'm sorry, I recently moved to Barcelona so I'm not really fluent in Spanish." You said almost shying away.

"Ah, I should have known, you look like a tourist." He laughed and you noticed just how contagious his laugh was.

"Really? What is that supposed to mean?" You put your hand on your chest where your heart was, jokingly acting offended. The small talk and laughter with the stranger making the other people in the cafe disappear.

"I never saw another girl as beautiful as you." He said with a honest gaze in his brown eyes.

"Flirting with a stranger? What if I'm a serial killer?" You asked him while taking the last sip of your coffee.

"Pablo Martín Páez Gavira." He held his hand out across the table.

"Y/N L/N" You shook his hand.

"There, we're not strangers anymore, and I don't think serial killers read girly books like that." Pablo said pointing to your book, and you giggled knowing he was right. "Can I buy you another coffee?"

"No, thank you, that would be too much caffeine for me." You said and Pablo looked almost disappointed, looking down at his phone awkwardly thinking you rejected him. "But you could give me your number or Instagram?" You said just as your flight got called on the speakers.

He gave you both as you quickly grabbed your stuff and passport, ready to leave for the gates before Pablo grabbed your hand and stopped you.

"Call me when you get back? I would really like to take you out one day." He said looking you in the eyes.

"Yeah, I'll call you." You gave him a quick hug and left him standing there, in the middle of the cafe.

Now on the plane, before shutting your phone off, you decided to quickly stalk his Instagram, and your jaw dropped as soon as you opened his account.

There were some nights when it was hard to fall asleep. Tonight was one of those, and you were staring at the ceiling while listening to your boyfriend, Pablo Gavi, lightly snore beside you, with his arm around your waist, of course, he couldn't sleep without touching you in one way or another.

You sighed annoyed, and decided that maybe going out on your balcony would help you calm down and eventually fall asleep. You gently lifted Pablo's arm, put your slippers on and quietly left the room, not wanting to wake up your grumpy boyfriend.

Warming up a cup of milk, you went out on your balcony, sitting on one of the chairs next to the table, the table that you and your boyfriend would have breakfast on, on the warm mornings in Barcelona.

You looked down to the streets, the sky was still dark and the moon and stars were shining brightly down at you, and you noticed how the usually busy streets of the Catalan city were almost empty. Most of the lights in the other apartment complexes that surrounded yours were turned off, and you were almost jealous at the people who were peacefully snoring away. Oh, how you wished that was you.

Taking another sip of your milk, you suddenly heard footsteps coming from your living room, and as you turned your head you saw a sleepy Pablo come out on the balcony.

"Amor? What the hell are you doing out here in the middle of the night?" Pablo asked you rubbing his eyes and frowning like a little kid.

"I'm sorry, mi vida. I tried leaving quietly without waking you up. I couldn't sleep so I thought a cup of milk and some fresh air would help." You said sympathetically smiled at him, apologizing.

"No, you left quietly, but I can feel when you're not next to me, you know." He said letting out a small laugh, and sitting on the chair that was in front of you.

Thankfully, it was a pretty warm night. It wasn't cold, but it was chilly, and you couldn't help but feel bad for Pablo, who was sitting there in just a T-shirt.

"What's going on, why couldn't you sleep amor?" He asked you while holding his hand out across the table, and you put yours in it. Almost immediately, he started stroking it with his thumb, you knew he was worried about you.

"Don't be worried, I think I just had a bit too much coffee today." You leaned across the table and stroked his cheek with your other hand, Pablo leaning into your touch.

"Are you sure? If there's something on your mind you can tell me, you know. I will kick anyone's ass who hurt you." Pablo said almost raising his voice a little, and you giggled at his reaction and how protective he was over you.

"I know, angry bird, calm down. I'm okay, I promise." You gave him a small peck on his lips, but he still wasn't convinced. Gavi let go of your hand and put his pinky out in front of you.

"Pinky promise?" It made you giggle, but he was serious. You intertwined your pinky with his. "I pinky promise, bebé." You replied, throwing in that special pet name you knew he was a sucker for.

A few minutes later, you finished your cup of milk, and seeing how Pablo barely kept his eyes open, you decided it was time to go back inside and slip into the warm bed, all tangled up in Pablo's strong arms.

"Come on, let's get some sleep." You held your hand out to him, which he quickly grabbed, and led him inside your shared bedroom.

"Next time you can't sleep, wake me up instead of going out on the balcony. I can find other ways to tire you out." Gavi said winking at you before pulling you in his arms under the fluffy covers.

"Does the offer still stand or are you too tired right now?" You asked cheekily.

Your decision to move from your country to Barcelona came rather as a surprise to your friends, family and yourself. You didn't have anyone there, and moving there would mean you would be all alone in the Catalan city, and while the fresh beginning sounded good, you were terrified. But you knew what this meant for your modelling career, and being a model in your hometown paid much less than the one you got offered in Barcelona. So you accepted it, and you were on the plane to Barcelona with no second thoughts.

While the months passed as a blur and you were killing the runways, you started gaining a bigger audience, brands asking for you to promote their stuff on your Instagram stories, celebrities sliding into your DMs, and soon you were living the life you always wanted to live.

You were gorgeous, but you were humble and kind, which was the reason you were so liked by everyone, and you formed your own little friend group quite quickly.

The person you would call your best friend was Natalia, she had moved to Barcelona with her husband when he joined FC Barcelona, and you two became inseparable quickly. She invited you to many games to watch her husband play with her, always telling you about Raphinha's single teammates.

And while Natalia knew what she was doing, you grew rather interested in the young Pablo Gavi, who was by far the most attractive, gorgeous person you have met while your stay in Barcelona.

You two hung out a few times, and he always made you laugh. You loved how he always knew what to say to you. When he started liking and commenting on your social media posts, everyone started posting about it, and surely a rumor started going around that you and Pablo Gavi are in a relationship.

You and Gavi laughed about it, but neither of you shut those rumors down because you both liked the idea of dating each other, though, neither of you admitted it to the other.

When his team mates asked him about it one day in the locker room after practice, Pablo came clean about his crush on you, but begged them not to mention it around you, because he was still shy and didn't want them to ruin it, as he was planning on asking you out soon.

Raphinha told Natalia, obviously, and Natalia knew about your crush on Gavi, but she decided not to tell you anything her husband had told her, because she thought Gavi would ask you out soon, like he said.

The days turned into weeks, and they were all growing impatient about Gavi asking you out. Ansu, Ferran, and Pedri tried talking to Pablo and shake some sense into him so he would finally do it, but he kept telling them he wasn't ready, as he didn't want to ruin your friendship.

"Cálllense chicos, ni siquiera sé si ella siente lo mismo." Pablo said frustrated, he was getting stressed out and he wanted the moment he asked you out to be perfect. Shut up guys, I don't even know if she feels the same way.

"Hermano, todo el mundo sabe que lo hace. ¿has visto la forma en que te mira?" Pedri said shaking him by the shoulders, while Ferran slapped him across the head. Brother, everyone knows she does. Have you seen the way she looks at you?

One night you invited some people over for a party, celebrating a new collaboration in your career, and among the people you invited were the Barcelona players whom you've grown quite close with, and their girlfriends and/or wives.

Not to mention that Robert Lewandowski and his wife Anna came too. Anna was the nicest woman you've ever met, but how could you admit to her that you and your friends fangirled over her husband?

You were chatting with Frenkie de Jong's girlfriend, Mikky, Natalia and Ferran's girlfriend, Sira, when your eyes met the familiar brown eyes across the room, Gavi sending you a small wave, which you returned in the form of a smile.

Mikky followed your eyes, giggling and dramatically sighing when she saw who you were looking at.

"Could you two spare us the agony and just get together already?" Mikky asked you sipping on her homemade cocktail.

"I don't wanna force this guys, if it's meant to happen, it will." You told the three girls who were starting to grow impatient. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'll go to the restroom."

You went to the bathroom upstairs, and while you were coming back, you stopped on the stairs when you noticed Mikky whispering something to Sira, who then went to Pedri to whisper something, Pedri whispered to Frenkie, and Frenkie to Robert.

'What are these little shits planning.' You thought to yourself, a thought you shook away as soon as another sip of alcohol got to your lips.

You were looking for Gavi when you felt a presence next to you. Turning your head and hoping to meet Gavi's eyes, you instead see Natalia.

"Hey, remember at the last match we went to, it started raining and I offered you my hoodie so you don't get wet?" Natalia asked you directly, but you knew there was something off.

"Yes, Taia? What are you-" You started saying confused but Natalia cut you off.

"Yeah, well, I need it back. Like right now. Could you get it for me?" She asked, her face serious, but there was a twinkle in her eyes that told you there was a lot more to this.

"Taia, right now? In the middle of the party?" You didn't even remember where you put it, you knew it was in the dresser in your room, but it was such a mess that it would take ages for you to find it.

Natalia gave you the best puppy dog eyes she could master, and you sighed while going to your room, your best friend screaming a "Thank you!" over the loud music.

You sat on the ground in front of your dresser, starting to take out your hoodies one by one, looking for the one that belonged to your best friend.

The door to your room opened and closed again, someone making his way inside.

"Hey, Y/N, Robert told me he left his coat in here, have you seen it?" You heard Pablo's funny English accent. You turned around to face him and saw him sitting on your bed with his signature smile.

"His coat? In my bedroom?" You asked confused. "What would Lewandowski's coat do in my bed-" And just as you were planning to finish the sentence, the realization hit you, this is what they were planning. The Barcelona players, their WAGs, your friends, set you up.

You sat next to Pablo on your bed, and told him what your friends planned to lead up to this. You two laughed, your annoyance disappearing when you saw his eyes shining while laughing.

"I'm glad they sat us up though, I was worried I wouldn't get to hang out with you at all tonight." Gavi said putting his hand around your waist and pulling your body closer to his.

His action caught you off guard, but you didn't complain, after all, you were waiting for this to happen. So why not flirt back?

"At all? C'mon Pablito, you know I would come look for you." You smiled at him and he returned it.

Pablo Gavi's eyes moved from your eyes to your lips, back to your eyes and back to your lips.

"I hope you've mastered your Spanish, porque me gustaría mucho besarte ahora mismo." He said in a low voice, but you heard and understood. Because I would really like to kiss you right now.

Without wasting another moment, you kissed him like your life depended on it. Your lips moving against his lips so perfectly as if you were made for each other. It was a kiss that was so full of love and eagerness, both of you wanting this for too long. A kiss so simple has turned into a make out session when Gavi deepened the kiss, cupping your cheek and pulling you closer to him as if he was scared you would disappear.

After a while that still seemed too soon for you, you pulled away, holding your forehead against his. You both knew in that moment you were his girl, but then again, you always were even if things were unofficial between you and the football player.

"We should go back before they thing we're fucking in here." You giggled while getting up from the bed, holding your hand out for your now boyfriend to grab.

"Would it be so bad if we actually were?" Gavi laughed and interlocked his fingers with yours while you lead him out of the bedroom.

Just as you opened the door, Mikky and Natalia almost fell in, they were very clearly evesdropping, the others were behind them, looking just as excited as the two nosy girls.

"This is so mature of you guys." You laughed, eyeing them all.

"Can't blame us for wanting to see your love bloom." Anna said, holding her husband by the arm.

"So are you guys dating?" Ferran asked you, like a little kid asking his mom for candy.

"Yes, we are." Said Gavi looking at you lovingly, his teammates cheering and clapping, all the girls hugging you while screaming excitedly. "Wait a second." Gavi said and everyone stopped, including you. "Did you listen to us make out?" He said specifically looking at Mikky and Natalia.

"Ew, gross." You said but you all bursted out laughing, going back downstairs to drink and celebrate your new relationship.

Dancing with your boyfriend, who was always kissing either your lips, cheek or neck, you looked at him. "How are you feeling?" You asked Pablo.