#gab writes

"gimme a twirl." will said as he approached the girl, a smile on his face. dahlia quickly shoved her phone in her pockets, a large grin forming on her lips as she saw the blond making his way to her. she waited until he was a little closer to start slowly spinning around, will's hand landing on her waist when her back was towards him.

"looks good on you." he spoke softly once they were face to face, his hands still on her. dahlia giggled nervously before reaching up to cup his cheek.

"felt really confident, until i realized this guy on the ice copied my look. how rude of him." she joked, making will roll his eyes before letting his hands slip to her back, bringing her closer to him.

"matching, that's cute. you know the guy?"

"a bit."

"what's he like?"

"really sweet, and nice, and handsome. not the smartest, though." the girl whispered as their faces were now only centimeters away from each other. will chuckled a bit before leaning down and connecting their lips. "did so good, will."

"yeah?"

"yeah." the girl breathed out before connecting their lips again. her hands moved up to the back of his head, her fingers locking with his curls as their kiss grew more intense.

"so fucking pretty, dahls." will mumbled against her lips before pushing the girl against the wall. their lips reconnected as dahlia let out a gasp as one of will's hand moved down to her ass, somehow bringing her even closer to him.

"will..." the girl let out as will's lips moved from her mouth to her neck, softly nipping at her skin.

"mm?"

"someone... someone could walk by." she mumbled before biting her lips as will found her sweet spot, gently sucking on the spot.

"don't care." he whispered in her ear before kissing the shell of it, making the girl let out a soft whimper as shiver went down her spine.

"i do. i-" the girl was cut off but will's lips on her again. their tongue soon met in the middle, the hockey player letting out a small groan as one of his hands moved up to her neck. as much as the girl feared someone would see them, she never wanted this moment to end.

having will so close to her like this, his hands on her, his lips kissing her so softly. it was addicting. she had never experienced something like this before, and she loved it. she wanted to bask in this moment for the rest of her life.

but of course, everything good thing has to come to an end. unfortunately for them, their moment was ended by will's best friend calling out his name.

"will?" gabe's voice echoed as footsteps could be heard approaching their direction.

"fuck me." will whispered as the two of them pulled away, both of their lips shinny and slightly bruised. "fucking perreault." before either of the two teens had time to say anything else, gabe came into their view, his jaw dropping slightly as he realized the position they were in. the girl pressed against the wall, her hands still in will's hair as the boy still had his hands on her.

gabe recognized her right away, he was not an idiot. he had also talked to violette in his last french class, finding out that the two of them had been hanging out for quite some time now. granted, gabe and all the other guys had a feeling since will barely spent time with them, and was always sneaky when telling them about his plans.

the fluent boy let out an awkward cough as will stepped back from the girl, but one of his hands stayed on her waist, keeping her close to him still. dahlia had not really realized what had been happening, her intense make out with the blond boy playing over and over in her head. it was not until will spoke that she was brough back to reality.

"gabe, this is dahlia. dahls, this is gabe, my roommate." will smiled awkwardly, making dahlia awkwardly as well. gabe let out a small chuckle at the matching smiles on their faces.

"hi." dahlia spoke, before looking over at will with a panicked look on her face.

"hey. just wanted to let you know im going to ryan's, i'll text you when i leave." gabe said to his teammate before sending a smile to the girl and walking away, leaving the two alone. will cleared his throat before looking over to dahlia, who's face was flush red as her eyes stared at the ground.

"wanna come to mine for a bit?" will ask, a wave of confidence taking over him. he had not invited her over before because gabe was always there, but now, since he knew his roommate would not bother them, it seemed like the perfect time.

"sure, yeah."

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"thanks again for coming tonight, it meant a lot." will whispered an hour late. the two teenagers were now laying in will's bed, the girl switching her jeans for one of his sweatpants, his jersey still on her. dahlia's head was resting on will's upper chest, her arms around his torso as his hugged her close. the girl smiled up at him, pressing a kiss to his jaw.

"i think i'm starting to understand the rules." the girl whispered back as will leaned his forehead onto hers, their eyes connecting.

"yeah?"

"mhm. tripping people, that's a big no no. hitting the head too. oh, and keep your stick away from people's head. and when you guys get the puck into the net, i cheer." the girl rambled with a soft smile. will looked down at her with adoration filled in his eyes. he had quickly noticed how little dahlia knew about sports, so he had not bothered to try and explain the rules of hockey to her, meaning she had learned all this on her own.

"what about icing? or offsides?"

"icing? that goes on cake, silly." dahlia said truthfully, making will giggle slightly.

"you've got a long way to go, loves." will laughed as he pulled the girl closer, fully hugging her, as the nickname slipped passed his lips so naturally. dahlia felt butterflies in her stomach as the word replayed in her head. loves. thankfully, she did not need to say anything as will's phone dinged, making him groan slightly.

"gabe's going to get some food, you want some?" the boy asked as he sat up in his bed, his fingers typing away on his phone.

"i'm fine." she lied. she was starving, but she did not want some stranger to pay for her food, it just did not feel right.

"i'll tell him to get you a chicken wrap."

"will-"

"your stomach's been growling for the last half hour, dahls. i'm not gonna let you starve."

"i don't have any money on me, will."

"i'll cover it, don't worry. and don't try to argue with me, dahlia." will said firmly, leaving the girl silent at the use of her full name. dahlia did not like having to rely on other people to buy stuff for her, she had her own money she had saved up from her job during high school, she was fully capable of paying for herself.

"i'll transfer you-"

"you're not transferring anything, dahl. just let me pay for you, okay? i want to." he whispered softly as he dropped his phone back on his bed. the girl bit her lip slightly before nodding a bit, making will smile a bit.

"i can pay for my own stuff, will."

"i know you can dahls, and i'm not trying to say you can't when i pay for you. i'm doing it because i want to pay, it's the gentlemen in me." the boy joked, making dahlia smack his chest lightly, the two of them chuckling a bit.

"i'm paying for your coffee tomorrow." the girl stated, a stern look on her face.

"then i'll pay for yours."

"will-" the girl tried to argue, but will cut her off. their bickering continued for a couple of minutes before gabe entered the room.

"is everyone clothed?" the boy yelled out as he closed the door behind himself, standing in the little hallway of their dorm room.

"yes." will sassed, rolling his eyes slightly. gabe knew very well that nothing like that had happened between them yet, and they surely would not start knowing that the boy could walk in at any moment. the next second, gabe was approaching his friends bed, dropping a brown bag on the mattress.

"hey, dahlia." the boy said naturally, catching the girl off guard a bit. this was only their second time meeting, not to mention that she was in his dorm, and he was acting like this was a everyday situation.

"hi." she answered back, the same awkward smile on her face as before. meanwhile, will had quickly started going through the bag, handing dahlia her food. "thanks."

"movie?" gabe questioned the other two as he threw himself down on his bed, turning on the tv the boys had gotten. will looked over at dahlia, who had already started on her food, the girl nodded a bit.

"sure. you pick." will said to his roommate before pushing himself up slightly so he would not choke on his food. dahlia did the same, resting on her head against his shoulder, will's arm wrapping around her shoulders.

"i just have one rule, no making out please." gabe joked, earning himself a pillow to the head from will. soon, the three teens fell into a comfortable silence as gabe picked a random movie on netflix.

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monday morning, dahlia woke up with a huge grin on her face as her eyes locked onto will's jersey, which was still laying on her desk chair. violette had spent the night at her boyfriend's place, meaning her jaw dropped to the floor the next day only to see that the smith jersey was still here, and a smiling sleeping dahlia.

since the boys had played on thursday and friday, they had their weekend nights free, which will took upon himself to make extra special for dahlia. he had spent his saturday hanging out with the guys, much to his dismay. the only reason behind his presence was dahlia refusing to see him until he spent time with his friends. but the boy was quick to make his way over to her in the library, and just as quick to get her out of there. they spent that evening in his dorm, watching movies and messing around with each other as gabe and went through the night.

on sunday, they met up early in the coffee shop, before will insisted he showed her his childhood neighbourhood, which is exactly what they did. will's hand was resting on dahlia's thigh the whole time as he drove around, showing her all the spots he used to hangout with his friends, where he would play hockey, all of it, before stopping at his favourite small restaurant near his house for lunch.

then the two had made their way back to campus, will taking the longer way around to spend as much time with her as possible. sadly, will had a team dinner that night, meaning the two wouldn't be able to see each other, but that didn't mean they didn't talk. just like he had been for the last two weeks, will was glued to his phone. the guys had now be fully updated, thanks to gabe, about what was truly going on between the two teenagers, so none of them were being annoying about it.

the night ended with will wishing her a good sleep, along with a promise of coffee the next morning. which lead dahlia to this moment, her smile wide as she grabbed her phone and the first thing she noticed was a notification from will.

will

good morning dahls

dahls

morning blondie

will

coffee in 20?

same place as always

dahls

25?

will

it's a date ;)

the girl grinned down at her phone before quickly getting up and starting to get ready. she decided on a pair of black leggings with a sweater that she paired with her favourite shoes.

when she arrived at their usual coffee spot, she spotted a mop of blond curls sitting in a corner. she quickly made her way over, noticing the two coffees already sitting on the table.

"hi, sorry i'm a little late." she apologized as she sat down across from the smith boy. the hockey player smiled up at her as she sat down, a shy smile on her face.

"you're all good, don't worry. how'd you sleep?"

"fine. you?"

"would've been better with you." the boy said with a childish grin on his face. dahlia rolled her eyes at his words while a small smile grew on her face.

"idiot." the girl mumbled before taking a sip of her coffee, will staring at her with the biggest heart eyes she had ever seen. she coudn't help the butterflies in her stomach as the two held eye contact as they slowly sipped away on their drinks, barely any words being said between them.

dahlia hadn't felt such at peace it what felt like forever. the only thing that was on her mind was will, and will only. all the assignments she had, all the drama her friends all, it had slipped her mind. she loved it. she had never felt like this with anyone before, and she was obsessed with this new found feeling in her.

"doing anything tonight?" the boy asked her as they walked towards the girl's first class of the day.

"vi and i are having dinner with our parents, sorry." dahlia apologized as they entered the building where her english class took place.

"don't be, i get it. tomorrow?"

"yeah, that works with me." the girl smiled as they reached the door to her class, the two stopping a couple of feet away from it.

"text me when you get home."

"i will. can i call you before going to sleep?" the girl asked, her voice dropping a couple of octaves.

"i'll be waiting." the hockey player answer just as softly, before leaning in and pressing a small kiss to her lips, which dahlia quickly reciprocated. "take care."

"bye, will." the girl said before the disappeared down the hallway and she was hit with the reality of her life, her stupid english lecture.

if anyone was to ask her what the professor had talked about, she wouldn't be able to answer. all she could think about during the boring lecture was the blond boy. dahlia often found herself blushing down at her notes as she thought about the previous, more specifically the new jersey she owned sitting in her closet.

will was the only thing in her mind; his soft lips against hers, his strong arms holding her close to him in his bed last night, his cologne being the only smell, the way he looked at her as they stood outside her dorm room. all of it. it all felt so magical, something out of a disney movie. she loved it, and she never wanted it to end.

unbeknown to her, the blond boy was having those same exact thoughts as he sat on his desk chair, trying his best to complete his homework for his class. but every time he tried to think about the previous lecture, dahlia was the only thing he could think of. will had never been so infatuated with anything other than hockey in his life, but he was not complaining at all. dahlia truly was the kindest and most amazing person he had met in his life, and he was not ready for her to leave ever.

the smirk on his face made her flush, feeling that looking at her lilac pale skirt was much more interesting than staring at the tall boy right in front of her. she took a big, deep breath, putting a serious face on.

"we can't do that again," she tried to be strict, taking a few steps back from the jet boy "understood?"

"yeah, okay." he nodded, the girl was sure she could see him holding his laugh. "whatever you say, y/n/n."

The second time riff kissed y/n — it was sweet. not like him at all. the girl was used to hear his leader voice. boyish, stern when needed, but pretty much just like how an older brother talks to his little one. just like tony and him used to do with all the jets.

seeing riff holding a single flower, missing some petals, with a akward smile in his face made y/n be in awe with the whole situation.

"it was nice," he referred to the flowers. " 'swear they were. it was kinda like a bouquet or some shit?"

"it's lovely, riff, don't worry." she smiled at him, flushing.

"i'm not, not worried - " he chuckled. "i shouldn't have shove it into my pocket on the way here -"

"i appreciate it" y/n didn't let him finish, taking one of her hands into his, softly. "i really do."

it got quiet for a second. both of them staring at each other like their lifes dependend on it. the boy couldn't contain his impulses, sealing his lips with hers, in a soft motion, letting them both feel the sun warm their skins in that afternoon.

The third time riff kissed y/n — it felt natural. it started to become their thing. kissing behind doors, trying to stay as quiet as possible, feeling his finger carressing on her waist while he left tiny pecks on her neck.

he couldn't contain a smirk every time he felt the girl underneath him shiver, seeing her head slightly taken back and her eyes closed, and in riff's humble opinion, the best part was always feeling y/n' tuggin in his dark strands.

"we shouldn't be . . . " it took a couple of seconds for the girl concentrate in whatever was that she was trying to say. "doing that here."

the fact they were right at doc's basement made y/n feel her heart right on the throat. riff had just gotten in from the passage, and even though he just wanted to talk to tony, seeing his girl right there, organizing a box of cans, made him have another ideas.

"sorry, what was that?" he stopped with the kisses, still close enough to feel the girls breathing, locking eyes with her. "i was kinda busy here, you know?"

"i need to take these boxes up." she scratched her throat "i mean it, riff." the stern voice again, her flushed face and swallowed lips only made him want to interlock lips with her again.

reluctantly he stayed back, leaning agaist one of the shelfs, watching his girl pick one of the heavy boxes, going up the stairs in no time, deciding to pick one up himself, quietly following along.

" 'you alright there y/n/n?" tony asks, organizing some products on the shelfs behind the counter, but she didn't even had a chance do awnser.

"oh yeah, we're fine." riff does it first, making both tony and y/n turn around, staring right at the dark haired boy. if the girl could, she would be hiding under a rock right at that second. "here's your box, buddy boy. i'll see you both later, yeah?"

he winked, earning a shove from y/n before leaving the pharmacy with a knowing grin stamped on his face.

The fouth time riff kissed y/n — it was melancholic. she simply hated seeing any of her boys hurt. when baby john got his ear nailed, she was there. when mouthpiece scraped his arm up so bad, she was there to clean the bloody wounds. and even the usual things, getting them headache's pills, she would do it in no time.

y/n was always there to help, not a single complaint, not a single question, not a single eye roll, since she knew that her boy had an eye on them. but seeing riff hurt made her heart ache. and also the incredible need to punch whoever did that to him.

"what the hell happened to you?"

"had a disagreement with some pr's, nothing you should worry your pretty little head about." he noticed her clenched jaw.

"you can't keep coming here all the time." the girl finally left all the products on top of the counter, grabbing the cotton balls and some alcohol, getting close to her boy once more, standing right in front of him. "take it off." she mumbled, pulling the edge of his shirt, adding some of the liquid to the cotton ball.

"is this a excuse for you to see me shirtless, beautiful?" his voice sounded exhausted, but need to see her smile a bit was way too powerful for him to let it go. "because you could have just asked - "

"it's not funny, riff." stern. no more jokes. "someone could see us here."

he stayed quiet for a bit, only hissing when he felt the alcohol in one of his wounds. y/n mumbled a quiet "sorry", and continued to do her job.

"tony knows now." he mumbled, while letting himself play with her t-shirt edge, slowly caressing her tummy, knowing how much that simple gesture calmed her down.

"it doesn't change shit." her tone was still rough, but quietly now. the jet girl took a deep breath, before starting to take care of his face wounds. "you need to stop throwing punches every afternoon just because you don't agree with something. i mean it."

"yeah, i know."

he stared at her lips for a couple of seconds, only leaning in for a kiss when she sligthly nodded, just leaving a quick peck on the girl's lips, pulling back for a seconds before crashing his lips to her's once more. it was soft and meaningful at once. like they had all the time in the world.

"thank you for taking care of me." it didn't even matter how he got hurt in the first place. or if he was way to tired to stand up. the only thing the jet boy cared about was hugging his girl as tight as he could, in the middle of that old store that hold onto so many memories for both of them.

the silence was comfortable. y/n finally relaxed her shoulders.

The fifth time riff kissed y/n — was special.

"we're gonna be late for the last dance, riff." she complained, but her arms were still around his neck, and she couldn't leave the sight of those brown eyes focusing on her own lips. "besides, if someone see us we're most likely to hear about that for forever"

"i don't mind being late." he left a bunch of pecks all the way through her jaw to her lips. "besides, we can always dance here."

riff took her hand, letting his rest on her waist, while both of her arms were still around his neck, following along the slow song that came up a couple of minutes ago. her cheek resting on his chest. the boy let himself close his eyes for a while, soaking up the moment.

"'kay, c'mon." she said once the song was over. "i'll go first, yeah?" the jet boy nodded but didn't let y/n go just yet.

he spun her around one last time, seeing all the layers of her blue dress appear, slighty lifting her up while doing it, kissing the girl's cheek in a goodbye motion, letting her go back to the gym, waiting a couple of minutes before doing the same.

"what were you doing back there, y/n?" velma asked once mouthpiece went to talk with the other boys. they've spent almost all the night dancing by that point. "me and minnie kept looking around for you."

"ah, i was only taking a break." she needed to practice those lies. looking away and chuckling at the end didn't make it seem more true. "got tired from all the dancing."

"is that why your cheeks are pink?" the red haired girl said with a smirk. "did you finally decided that you wanted to kiss a jet boy? because it looks like you had some fun."

The one time y/n kissed riff — was trouble. she didn't have the time to awnser, and it wasn't a bad thing, she was a shitty liar through and through. the familiat voice of a ceratin blonde came behind her way to quickly.

"y/n's kissing someone?" grazi scoffed. her blue dress fitting her perfectly, not seeming to mind the automatically stares. "you're joking aren't you minnie?"

"she disappeared, and came back all flushed, smiling.." debby teased, making the girl chuckle, her face full of embarrasement.

"i just went to take some air, girls," maybe playing with the edge of her skirt was gonna make it look more true. "you know me.."

"we know you so well, to be sure that you wouldn't vanish out of nowhere." graziella replied, raising her eyebrows, waiting for an awnser.

"yeah, riff went missing a couple of minutes ago too." diesel appeared to say, and at that point, most of the jets were forming a big circle around the not known couple and graziella.

"you two were..?" mouthpiece lift a finger taking it to the girl and the boy in a back and forth motion, earning a smack on the back of his head from velma.

"so?" the blonde asked once more, crossing her arms, making y/n's blood boil. that was supposed to be their thing. not everyone's elses.

"you guys are worrying about really stupid things, you know?" riff started. the leader voice coming strong once more. the mixed feelings about telling or respecting his lover's wish of keeping it a secret almost made him wordless. "go dance, or something, grazi, this has nothing to do with anyone."

y/n, uncomfortable feeling all the staring at her, took a deep breath, walking straight to the well known boy, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt, leaning him down enough so that her lips could encountered his.

Booker is quiet, taking a backseat to the conversation happening around them. She will have to talk to him soon. Take him aside, maybe show him instead of telling him that he was forgiven. The guilt will be there, yes, but it would be a first step in the right direction. She knows that Joe and Nicky would probably do the same thing too. He’s done enough repenting.

“So, what’s the most romantic thing you’ve done for Nicky?” Nile asks Joe, hand waving at their general direction. The words are only slightly slurred and Andy smiles. Wait till she distils them some Báijiǔ the way she was taught to make it.

Andy finishes her glass of wine, smiling at the sly looks the lovers exchange at the query.

“I would say when you slit the throat of that Prince who wanted to keep me in his harem,” Nicky says. His eyes come alight at the memory he only sees. “I loved it when you-”

“-slit his throat in front of his simpering sycophants?” Joe smirks, blinking slowly as if savouring the moment in his mind’s eye. “You sure it isn’t the time I-”

“-stabbed the Duchess who wanted to dress me in nothing but diamonds? More than when Richard asked me to share his bed with Phillip? Yes, that comes close.” Nicky laughs softly, pulling away from the tight press of their bodies to side a hand over Joe’s heart. “But I did quite like how you skewered me in Jerusalem. With your father’s dagger? The one you would have given to your son?”

“Ah” Joe nods, smiling happily. “The beginning of an eternity of love.”

Nicky swats at his chest playfully. “We hadn’t even stopped killing each other long enough to breathe.”

Joe grabs his hand and slides it back over his heart. “But with every drop of blood you spilt, you took my heart, my body, my soul,” He coos, “I was yours from the moment I spied the murder in your eyes.”

Nicky absolutely melts at that and Andy has to shake her head, laughing when he seizes Joe by the nape for a kiss. They absolutely refuse to part even when everyone else whoops and whistles at them. Andy lobs a handful of crisps at their direction, slipping into Russian as she calls them out for being such saps.

“I think I’m going to need a few more decades to get used to them,” Nile grouses good-naturedly, crawling over to tuck herself between Booker and Andy. Sighing wistfully, she crosses her arms over her chest as Booker drapes his own over her waist. “They’re so in love.”

Later, you found yourself standing in the spot you’ve waited for Kylian so many times, only this time you were waiting for his little brother. The rest of his family had decided to go wait in the car, leaving you all alone. At first, you didn’t mind, you had done this millions of time, but you quickly changed your mind as a couple of players from the other team approached you. 

“Hey, pretty girl. Changed your mind since we spoke?” One of them asked, making you roll your eyes. The last time they had played here, the same boys had approached, wanting to take you back to their hotel room, but Kylian was quick to step in. Only this time, he wasn’t there, and you knew the boys knew that it gave them an advantage. 

“Nope.” You said, your focus staying on your phone, not wanting them to think they had your attention. 

“Why not? You’re little guard dog isn’t here, he doesn’t need to know.” One of the other boys said, almost making you gag at his word. You were about to make a snarky comeback, but Ethan’s voice beat you. 

“Leave her alone.” He said as he stood in between the three guys and you, making them laugh before looking at the boy. 

“Ethan, drop it, okay? Let’s go.” You said, grabbing the younger boy by the arm and pulling him away before things escalated. 

~

“Are you okay?” Kylian asked as soon as you answered his phone call, making you chuckle a bit. 

“Well, hello to you too, Kyky. How was my day? It was great, how was yours? Wow, no way that happened!” You spoke, your voice laced with sarcasm, making him roll his eyes. 

“Chérie, I’m serious.” 

“Yes, I am okay, Kylian. Why wouldn’t I be?” 

“Because those assholes came up to you again!” He said like it was the most obvious thing in the world, making you roll your eyes at his words. 

“Ky, you’re being a bit dramatic, babe.” 

“Nuh-uh. You’re the one who’s being too casual about this! I swear the next time we play them I am gonna--” 

“Trust me, if it were up to me, I wouldn’t be here.” You said to him harshly, making him glare at you before going over to the small little area they had turned into dressing rooms. Pablo came back a couple of minutes later, all dressed in the newest kit. 

As much as you hated to admit it, Pablo was one of, if not, the best looking guy you had seen of your life. There was just something about him that made you attracted to him, but then as soon as he opened that big mouth of his, you were quickly reminded about your dislike for him. Maybe it was the way he walked with so much confidence, or maybe even just the way he played, always aggressive and a little snobby as well, you weren’t sure. 

“Like something you see?” He asked with a smirk as he walked towards you, expecting to get a reaction, only one never came. 

“Sorry, I zoned out thinking about all the ways I could ruin that face of yours.” You answered after a couple of seconds with a cocky smile, making him glare at you once more. He was about to say something, but the director of the photoshoot beat him to it, meaning your little bickering would have to wait until later. 

Throught out the shoot, you and the young spanish boy had made eye contact multiple times at moment that neither of you needed to look at each other. Whenever he’d be doing single shoots, you couldn’t help but let your eyes wonder over his body, the way he placed his hands in the air as he juggled, his face as he focused on the ball at his feet, his smile as he looked into the camera, all of it. You’d never admit it out loud though, your pride being too strong to ever even think about doing so. 

Weirdly enough, when it was your turn to be doing single shoots, you could feel his eyes on you. Unlike you, Pablo hadn’t been discret at the fact that he was staying to watch you, planting himself down on a chair right behind the camera. Every once in a while, your eyes would drift to him, quickly looking away once you realized he was already looking at you. 

Finally, you were entering the last ‘block’ of your photoshoot with the boy, this time taking pictures together. It started off good, the two of you posing pretty far away from the other, until one of the photographer asked one of the staff person to place the two of you in the pose they had talked about earlier. You and Gavi both looked at each other confused, wondering what this ‘pose’ was, until the voice of the staff member made you look away the other. 

“Alright, you two, come close please. A little closer. Come on now, don’t be shy. There you go. Okay, Gavi, I am gonna need you to lean on Y/N’s shoulder using your forearm. That’s it! Perfect! And here’s a ball for you.” The staff member finished, handing you a ball. Gavi’s body was now only inches away from yours, the closest the two of you had ever been. As the photographer started taking pictures, you moved the ball around in your hands, holding it in certain poses, throwing it in the air every once in a while. 

As time went on, you realized that the boy next to you had started leaning on your shoulder some more, bringing himself even closer to you then he was before. And suddenly, you felt his head lean down on yours, his eyes starting focused on the camera in front of the two of you. You tried to ignore it the best you could, but somehow found yourself leaning your head onto his forearm that was resting on you. 

Soon enough, the management team called it a day, thanking the two of you for spending your time on this. You and Gavi were quick to disappear into your changing rooms once you had thanked everyone, when the two of you came out, almost at the same time, there was only a couple of people left in the room. The two of you didn’t utter a single word as you both grabbed your belonging and made your way outside the room. 

“Okay. What the actual fuck was that about?” You exclaimed once the two of you had made it out the room, turning around in the empty hallway to face the older boy. 

“Huh?” 

“In there. You leaning on me like that?” 

“I was just doing what the lady told me to do, calm down.” Gavi shrugged before trying to walk past you, only you stepped in front of him, stopping him. 

“Last time I checked, you leaning your head on me like that wasn’t required.” You sassed him, only making him smirk down at you. He was only an inch or two taller than you, but his wide frame always made you feel so small next to him. 

“And last time I checked, princessa, you leaning your head on my arm wasn’t required, yet you still did it.” 

“Yeah, ‘cause you were pushing my shoulder down so hard it was hurting my neck!” You lied, you truly didn’t know why you had felt the need to do, but you sure as hell weren’t about to tell him that. 

“Whatever helps you sleep at night, cariño.” Pablo said, his smirk growing even wider as he finally walked past you, leaving you dumbfounded in place. 

“Don’t call me that!” You yelled out before catching up to him, walking next to his figure as his eyes stayed focused in front of him. 

“Following me now, aren’t we?” He asked, holding the door out for you. 

“Why are you always so rude to me?” You asked him once the two of you stood in the parking lot, stepping infront of him once again. 

“I’m not.” 

“You are. You’ve always been rude to me, from the moment we met, you decided to be a fucking dick to me. And you’ve never cared to explain to why! Like, what did I do to you for you to treat me like this?” You asked aggressively, making the boy sighed before looking at the ground. 

“Why does it matter?” He asked in a low voice making you let out a laugh. There was no way he was being serious right now. 

“ Well, I don’t know about you, but when someone has a problem with me for no fucking reason, I like to know why.” You stated as you placed both of your hands on your hips, popping one of your hip out to the side. The boy sighed once more once he realized there was no way he was going to be able to get out of this situation. 

“You’re scary.” He answered simply, shrugging his shoulders a bit making you confused. 

“I’m scary?” 

“Yeah. Like, you know what you want, and your confident in yourself, it’s scary. And, I don’t know, I was afraid I’d make a fool of myself if I talked to you. And then you’d think I was some stupid teenage boy who doesn’t know how to talk to girls.” He admitted, his voice barely considered as a whispered, but you had heard every single word that feel from his mouth. You stood there in shock for a couple of seconds before answering the boy. 

“So, this whole time, you’ve been rude to me because you were scared to talk to me?” You asked, there was no anger in your voice, unlike before, some would ever say there was a hint of softness in it. The boy nodded a bit, his eyes staring at the floor. 

“Okay, well, now I think you’re some stupid teenage boy who doesn’t know how to talk to girls.” You teased him with a light smile on your face, making Gavi’s cheek turn slightly red as his eyes stayed focused on the ground. 

“Oi, Gavi, let’s go!” Pedri yelled from his car that was parked near the entrance of the parking lot. Pablo’s eyes finally looked away from the ground, looking at his best friend before shyly looking over to you. 

“I– Um. I have to go.” He stated, stuttering a bit making you chuckle a bit. 

“Score a goal for me tomorrow, will you?” You asked with a soft smile on your face as your eyes locked together. 

“You’re coming?” The boy asked, bitting back a smile to hid his excitement. 

“I can’t. But I’ll be watching.”You answered softly as you stepped closer to him, your eyes still locked as you smile at each other, entering your own little world, completely forgetting what was happening around you. Just was you were about to lean up and press your lips to his, the honk from Pedri’s car echoed in the lot, making the two of you jumped a bit, before looking over at the boy. 

“Save the face sucking for another day, Pablo, I’m giving you 10 seconds to get your ass over here or I’m leaving!” He yelled out from his car window, making his best friend flip him off. 

“You can leave it’s fine.” Gavi yelled back, and the older boy waisted no time leaving the parking lot. 

“How are you getting home?” 

“I heard taxiwoman aren’t too bad.” He answered with a smirk, hoping you’d understand what he meant. 

“Don’t ever call me that, Gavira.” You mumbled, and mere seconds later, his lips were on yours, his hands reaching up to cup both of your cheeks. 

“Bubblegum?” He whispered, once the two of you pulled away, his forehead leaning on yours. 

“What?” 

“Your chapstick, it’s bubblegum flavored, right?” He asked, making you pinch his arm lightly. 

“You kidnapped my chapstick for a while week last month, you’re gonna tell me you never realized what flavor it was?” 

“I didn’t kidnap it! It feel in my bag!” He was quick to defend himself, making you roll your eyes with a smile on your face. 

“Whatever. I am leaving, so if you want a ride, move your butt.” You sassed him before turning around and walking away from him. Soon, you felt his arm wrap around your shoulder, his lips pressing a kiss to your temple. 

“On a serious note, I am gonna need to know you were got it from.”