𝐔𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬~𝐀 𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐭 𝟔
summary: Barça players and talented footballers. Souls meet and sparks fly. But there's always a twist when it comes to love isn't there?
pairing: Ferran Torres x Gonzalez!Reader
warnings: cursing, slight age gap, angst
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It was El Clasico time. The best time to be a barça femini player. y/n was buzzing. It was always her first match and now that it was her first match as a first team player, she was even more excited.
"okay girls. you know what to do. just keep the 13 wins against Madrid going" the coach said, while all the girls cheered
The starting 11 starting walking down the field, lining up for the barça anthem to be played. While y/n stood next to her teammates, she glanced towards the VIP section.
Her eyes slightly widened when she saw a bunch of the men's team there. One of them being Ferran. y/n swallowed the lump in her throat.
"why are some of the men's team players here?" y/n mumbled to Aitana that was standing next to her
"oh it's just like a tradition when playing against Real Madrid" Aitana said nonchalantly
y/n took a deep breath, feeling the nervousness take over her at the thought of them watching her.
She glanced one last time on them, her eye catching Ferran's for a split second. She bit the inside of her cheek, trying to cover up the smile on her face.
And it only took 10 minutes for Frido to score the first goal, assisted by y/n. y/n ran to Frida where she was celebrating, jumping on her back and hugging her neck
While the team was still celebrating, y/n looked at Ferran, who was smiling proudly while clapping for them. She felt herself blushing a bit but she loosened up and went back to her position.
After about 15 minutes, barça won a corner. Caroline Graham was on the corner. She passed the ball in the air, a Madrid player clearing it off a bit. The ball was in the air, close to reaching y/n. Without hesitation, she jumped in the air and did a bicycle kick, with all her power.
She fell to the ground, hearing only the cheers which only meant that the ball was in the net. She got up immediately, running to the corner to celebrate her world class goal with her fans.
Her teammates jumped up on her, hugging her and praising her for that goal.
She couldn't help but look at where Ferran was sat at. He was standing, cheering and clapping his hands. This only made her more excited to continue the match and show him her talent.
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The match ended 3-0, with y/n also assisting Caroline's last goal. She was thrilled with her performance, and mostly for increasing her g/a this season.
The team started to walk down the tunnel and into the lockers, when y/n heard someone call her name.
She turned around and saw Ferran walking down from his seat. She smiled at him, feeling too much adrenaline in her blood to feel nervous at the moment
"what the hell was that! you were so good out there" he said, smiling widely.
He didn't hesitate to wrap his arms around her shorter body, lifting her up a bit, before putting her down.
"thank youu... I'm so happy with how we played" she said, her smile so wide that her cheeks were starting to hurt
"you should be. you'd win us the champions league if you played with us" he joked, making her laugh at his small note
"well I'll try to win it with my team" she shrugged, noticing how relaxed she felt around him
"can I have your jersey?" he asked, taking her back because of his request.
"oh um sure" she started taking of her jersey, thanking god she was wearing another shirt under.
"can I have an autograph too? I'm literally your biggest fan" he said in a high pitched voice, making her laugh at his mimicking
"get me a pen" she said, fixing her jersey to write on it.
Ferran walked to one of the fans, motioning for them to throw one of their pens.
He ran back to y/n, handing her the pen. She walked to one of the walls to write on the jersey. She signed it first, then thought of writing something else. She looked back and saw Ferran waiting for her.
She quickly wrote her number down and returned the pen before throwing the jersey at Ferran. He didn't look at it, but only waved at y/n who was already walking down the tunnel.
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"ayyy I didn't know you would do that" Fernando said, giving her a high five.
"i wasn't thinking straight and was too energetic after the match. I wouldn't have done it if it was just a normal day" she shrugged, biting the inside of her cheek to hide her smile
"you do like him don't you?" Fernando asked, a small smile on his face
y/n let out a sigh, thinking about what he said.
She did like Ferran. What she wasn't sure what her feelings really were. She didn't know if she just admires him as a player, or likes him for the sweet person he is.
"I don't know..." she mumbled, playing with her fingers to avoid eye contact
"you do" he said, nudging her shoulder with his.
"I just admired him so much before. But now after meeting him in real life, I know it's not just admiration, I just don't know if i like him or not" she let out a sigh, hiding her face in her hands.
"you just gotta give it some time. get to know him more and see where that leads to" Fernando said, putting his hand on her shoulder
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y/n was sitting on her couch, after showering when her training session ended, when she got notification from an unknown number.
She got suspicious, opening the message to see what it is.
some football player put her number on the jerseys she gave me. do you any idea who it might be?
She smiled instantly, realizing that it was Ferran. She replied to his message immediately.
some football player put her number on the jerseys she gave me. do you any idea who it might be?
thought you would've sold this by now
I asked for the jersey. why would I sell it
mhm idk. maybe barca are too broke to give you your salary so u're looking for some money?
damn why are you roasting my team like that? 😭
She laughed at his message, typing back her response
She smiled at his caring personality, glad he tried to make a conversation with her
I've been really good actually. That match changed a lot for me
you know i wasn't asking about the team precosia
She felt the butterflies erupt in her stomach at his use of this pet name. He had said it a few times now, making her blush deeper each time. She even blushed more when he noticed that she was avoiding his question.
I'm fine. when I don't think abt it it's like it never happened
are you sure? now that I have ur number and u have mine, feel free to text me whenever you want if u want to talk
thank you Fer. that's really sweet of you
She grinned from ear to ear, dropping her phone and burying her face in her hands. She wondered why Ferran was so interested in listening to her or even talking to her. But at this point, she didn't want to question it, but only enjoy it while it lasted.
Her phone dinged again with another notification.
She opened it immediately to see what he sent.
another movie night tonight?
She was internally screaming and freaking out. He was asking to hang out with her.
of course. what time will you be here?
how about at mine this time? I can come pick you up in a few hours
y/n wasn't expecting that, and couldn't deny she was a bit nervous about going to his house. But she wanted to keep the confidence and not take a step back
no problem. just text me when you're here
y/n's jaw dropped at his message. rereading it a few 100 times to make sure it was correct.
he asked her out for a date