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✮- summary: as you navigate your position at fc barcelona, marc’s thoughtful gestures and quiet support slowly make you question if there’s more to your friendship than you realized. though his feelings remain unspoken, subtle hints leave you wondering if you’ve been missing something all along.
✮- warnings: slow burn and kinda oblivious reader
✮- author’s note: thank you sm for the request! i hope you like it, also sorry for not being active and not updating in a while i just started my college classes and i feel like they’re tryna kill us already. ALSOOO thank you sm for 200 followers love you guys
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Working at FC Barcelona is more than just a job-it was a dream come true. But the early mornings, late nights, and constant work could get exhausting. If there’s one thing that made things easier, it was Marc Bernal. He’s always around, in subtle ways that sometimes would make you wonder if all of it was just a coincidence.
You would often cross paths during his breaks from training with the rest of the team. He’d sometimes walk into your office, sweaty and tired, yet he always made time to say hi or talk to you even if it was for a few minutes. You often found him leaning against your desk, a charming smile on his face as he asks about how your day was or offering to help you on whatever you were working on at the time. You appreciated the company, even though you didn’t quite understand why he always seemed to go out of his way for you.
One day, after an exhausting session, Marc came in with a bottle of water and a berry parfait, setting them on your desk with a small grin. “I thought you might need a pick-me-up,” he said casually, though his eyes lingered on you for a moment longer than usual.
“Thank you, Marc,” you replied, flashing him a grateful smile before getting back to your work. You had never really noticed the way he watched you, a soft expression always on his face, as if he wanted to say something but couldn’t find the right words.
As the days continue to pass, these small but sweet gestures started to become more frequent. He brings you coffee when you had long meetings, waits for you after work just to walk you to your car, or would show up with your favorite snack when he knows you’ve been stressed out. You always excused his behavior as him being a good friend-after all, that’s what friends did, right?
One evening, after most of the staff had left to go to their families, you stayed behind at your desk, trying to finish up on a report you had due the next morning. The office is quiet, the only noice was the faint hum of the air conditioning in the building. You’re so focused on your report you didn’t notice Marc slowly enter the until he was right next to you.
“You’re still here?” he asks, startling you. “You work way too hard, Y/n, you should get home.”
You look up at him and smile, trying to ignore the flutter in your chest at the sound of his voice. “I’m just trying to get this done before tomorrow morning, I’ll go home once i’m done. What about you? Shouldn’t you be at home resting?”
He shrugs, leaning against your desk like he would every time he came into your office. “I thought I’d check on you before I left. See if you needed me to get you anything.”
You couldn’t help but laugh lightly at his words. “You’re always constantly checking on me, Marc. You worry too much.”
“Maybe I do,” he says softly, his chestnut-brown eyes holding yours off a second too long. There’s something in his gaze, something that makes your heart skip a beat, but before you can try figuring it out, he straightens up and throws you a smile. “But someone has to look out for you.”
You shake your head at his words, amused by his protectiveness. “I’m okay, really. But thanks for being so thoughtful. It means a lot to me.”
“Anytime,” he replies, his smile softening. “I’ll come see you tomorrow, yeah?”
“Yeah, see you tomorrow,” you say, watching him as he walks out of your office. You can’t help but feel a wave of warmth spread through you, but you just brushed it off as just Marc being the sweet guy he always was.
As the weeks pass by, you start noticing other small things too. Like how he’d always linger just a bit longer when he says goodbye, or how his touches-whether it was a hand on your shoulder or a brief brush past your fingers-seem to carry more weight than it did before. He was always there, throughout your day, quietly always supporting you in ways that were both comforting yet confusing.
It wasn’t until one particular day, after a long and challenging day, that you had finally started to piece things together. You’re packing up to leave for the day when Marc appeared at your side, like usual.
“You did real,y great today,” he spoke, his voice filled with genuine admiration. “Everyone was impressed, especially with how you handled that crisis.”
You smile tiredly at him. “Thank you, I’m just glad it’s over now.”
“How about I take you out for dinner tonight to celebrate?” he asks, a hopeful look in his eyes.
You hesitated, a familiar flutter in your chest. “Dinner? I don’t know Marc…”
“We can keep it simple,” he suggests, his tone light. “Just a quick bite, it’s nothing fancy. I just… I thought it would be nice.”
There was something in the way he said it that made you pause. For the first time, you wonder if there was more to his constant attention towards you, his thoughtful gestures, than you finally realized it. Was there something he wasn’t saying? Something you had been to blind to see?
“Okay,” you agreed softly, watching as his face lit up with a smile. “Dinner with you would be nice.”
As you sat across from him in the cozy restaurant he has chosen, you find yourself focusing on him more closely than you ever have before. The way he seemed to always know exactly what you need, the way he would look at you like you’re the only person in the room, the way he never pressured you but was always present, waiting, hoping.
You couldn’t be,o but wonder if there was something deeper behind all of it-something he’s been trying to tell you without actually having to say it. But even as the thoughts consumed your mind, you pushed it aside. Marc is your colleague, your friend, someone you can always count on. It was probably nothing more than that… right?
As the night went on, Marc’s laughter and easy conversation made you forget all your worries, and by the time ge walks you towards your car, your smiling ear to ear. But just as you’re about to say goodnight, he does something that makes your heart skip a beat.
He reaches out and gently tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear, his fingers lingering a moment longer than necessary. “Goodnight, Y/n,” he spoke softly, his voice low yet husky filled with something you couldn’t quite place.
“Goodnight, Marc,” you replied, your voice barely above a whisper. As you drove home, his touch lingered against your skin, you couldn’t help but wonder if there was more to it. Maybe, just maybe, there was more to Marc Bernal than meets the eye. But in the meantime, you decide to leave it as it is, happy to keep things as they are for now, even if your heard would beat faster whenever he was near.
hi! i have a question I love your work sm but never have noticed pau cubarsi. do you include him in your work or not? i love him a lot but he is so underrated. just wanted to know tyy
hiiiii, thank you so much i appreciate it a lot! i’ve never included pau cubarsi, nor have i ever written for him but i could start if you wanted me to whether it be a request or to be in the Barca reactions!!!
✮- summary: you surprise gavi with a room full of balloons and 20 gifts for his birthday, creating a night filled with love and unforgettable memories
✮- warnings: just really fluffy
✮- author’s note: happy late birthday to our golden boy pablo gavi, i know this is late and his birthday was the 5th but better late than never
The anticipation in the air was almost touchable as you moved around the room, finishing the final touches on Gavi’s birthday surprise you’ve arranged. The space had been transformed, every corner of the room filled with decorations. Red and blue balloons floated against the ceiling, while golden balloons that spelled out ‘Feliz Cumpleaños’ (‘Happy Birthday’) shimmered in the lighting. It was a burst of colors, vibrant and full of life, just like he was. And on the bed, neatly arranged and waiting to be opened, were 20 carefully wrapped gifts, each one a symbol of the love and thought you’d poured into this night.
You couldn’t help but smile as you surveyed the decorated room. It looked perfect-exactly how you had imagined it would look. All that had been left was to keep Pablo out of the house for a little while longer, and for that, you had recruited Pedri and Fermín.
Pedri had been more than willing to help you with your plan, taking Pablo out for the evening with the promise of some friendly competition at an arcade near by. Fermín, he had been equally eager to play his part, Fermín tagged along to ensure that Pablo stayed occupied for the required time you needed. With the two of them, you were confident and trusted that they’d keep him distracted without Gavi getting suspicious.
As you finished blowing up balloons your phone buzzed, pulling you away from what you had been doing.
Pedri
[23:32] arcade games are in full swing
[23:32] how’s everything going on your end
Y/n
[23:32] it’s coming together
[23:33] just need a little more time, thanks for doing this Pedri
Pedri
[23:33] anything for you and Gavi
[23:33] i’ll keep him busy
[23:33] don’t worry about anything i got it
You could practically hear the mischief in Pedri’s voice through the scream, imagining the lengths he and Fermín have been doing ti distract your boyfriend Pablo. Knowing the two of them, Pablo probably didn’t have a clue on what was actually going on.
As time start ticking closer to midnight, you turned off the overhead lights in the room, letting the soft glow of the string lights you had hung around the room cast a nice warm, golden hue. The balloons swayed gently with the movement of the air conditioning, adding to the atmosphere she had created to celebrate in. Everything was set perfectly.
As you pulled out your phone to check the time another buzz could be heard from your phone breaking the silence in the room.
Pedri
[24:45] we’re heading back now
[24:45] be ready 😎
Your heart raced as you read the message, quickly tucking yourself into a hiding spot, trying to calm down the swarm of butterflies in your stomach. The house had once again fallen into silence, except from the occasional rustle of the balloons that flew above you. The anticipation built with each passing second, and you couldn’t help but wonder how Pablo would react to your surprise.
The clock had just struck midnight, and you could hear the front door creak open. Signaling that Gavi had just arrived.
“Y/n?” Pablo voice echoed through the house, a hint of confusion lacing his words. He had gotten used to you always greeting him the moment he stepped into your shared home, so the quiet house must’ve really thrown him off.
His footsteps had grown louder as he walked closer to the bedroom, the soft thud of his sneakers against the floor sending your heart into overdrive with all the anticipation.
“Y/n?” he called again, this time sounding more concerned then before.
You held your breath, clutching the edge of your hiding spot as you watched him reach for the light switch once he entered. The room was suddenly flooded with light, and before he could even try and process what he had just seen, you leaped out from your hiding spot with a confetti popper.
“¡Feliz cumpleaños, amor!” (“Happy birthday, love!”) you excitedly screamed, popping the confetti popper.
For a split second, he just stood there, too stunned to speak. His eyes widen as he finally took in the sight before him-the room filled with red and blue balloons, the golden letters spelling out ‘Feliz Cumpleaños’ (‘Happy Birthday’), the gifts neatly arranged onto the bed. And then, a big smile slowly spread across his face, wide and genuine.
“¡Dios mío! No lo puedo creer.” (“My god! I can’t believe it.”) He laughed, running his hands through his hair as he looked around the room. “This is…. amazing! How did you….?”
His voice trailed off as he took a few more steps further into the room, still in awe of what you had done for him. You couldn’t help but feel proud of yourself for pulling this off, watching as your boyfriend took in every detail of the room.
“So…. did you like it?” you asked, your voice was soft but it was filled with excitement.
“Like it?” he repeated, turning to you with his big bright doe eyes. “I absolutely love it! I can’t believe you would do all this for me preciosa.” (precious)
You only shrugged at his words, trying to play it cool, but the cheeky grin on your face betrayed you. “I just wanted to make it special, you know?”
He finally approached you, his expression softening as he pulled you into his embrace. “You didn’t have to go through all this trouble,” he murmured against your hair, his voice sounded thick probably from all the emotions. “Though, I’m really glad that you did.”
When he finally pulled away, his gaze landed on the like of gifts spread onto the bed. “What’s all this?”
You followed his gaze, a playful smile tugging at your lips. “They’re your birthday presents.”
He looked at each one, touched by your gesture. “Twenty gifts?”
You nodded, wrapping your hands from behind his waist. “One for every year. And yes, they’re numbered, so you have to open them in order.”
His eyes let up with excitement as he rescued over for the gift number ‘1’. “You thought of everything, didn’t you?”
“Of course I did,” you replied, pulling your arms away, watching as he begun to unwrap the first present. “Everything had to be perfect for your surprise.”
Each gift he opened brought a new wave of joy, one after the other. There were the personal, heartfelt gifts, like a framed photo of the two of you from one of your favorite memories together from you both’s anniversary date-and then there weee the small, thoughtful gifts-like his favorite snacks and a new pair of training socks. With every unwrapped box, Gavi’s smile grew wider and wider, his appreciation evident in the way he would look at you between each gift.
As he reached for the final gift, he paused, looking at you with a mixture of affection yet disbelief. Carefully, he unwrapped the box to reveal a sleek personalized gold watch-engraved with his initials and a date that held a special meaning to not just him but you as well.
His breath caught in his throat as he turned the watch over in his hands, his fingers tracing the engraving in it. “This is…. wow, Y/n. I just don’t know what to say, I can’t explain it.”
You stepped closer, wrapping you arms around him and resting your chin on his chest. “You don’t have to say anything. I just wanted you to have something to always remember today by.”
He leaned his head down slightly, pressing a kiss to your temple. “This is the best birthday I’ve ever had,” he said softly. “Not only because of all the gifts, or the decorations-though those were amazing-but because you went out of your way to do lo of this just for me.”
You could feel the sincerity in his words, the way his voice slightly wavered as he spoke. “I just wanted to make you happy,” you whispered, your heart swelling with love for the boy that stood in front of you “You deserve it.”
He cupped your face into his hands as he looked into your eyes. “You make me happier than I ever thought would be possible,” he murmured, leaning in to kiss you gently. The kiss was sweet and lingering, filled with so many unspoken promises for the future and the warmth of a love than would last forever.
When he pulled away, he rested his forehead against yours, a smile playing on his kissed lips. “So, is this the real reason why Pedri and Fermín dragged me out with them tonight?”
You laughed, nodding as you remembered all the lengths they went to keep him occupied. “They had been in on it. I needed time to set this up.”
He chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “I should’ve known. Those two had been acting suspicious after all.”
You both laughed together, the moment light yet full with happiness and love. As the laughter slowly died down, Pablo’s expression turned serious, his voice softening as he spoke.
“Thank you, Y/n. For everything. This was more than I could’ve ever imagined. I can’t believe how lucky I am to have you with me.”
“You don’t have to thank me Pablo,” you replied, your voice equally as soft as his had been. “I love you, Pablo Gavira. I just wanted to make you feel extra special on your special day.”
He kissed him again, his lips warm and soft but puffy against yours, from your shared kiss from earlier. When he pulled back, he whispered against your lips, “I love you too, Y/n L/n. More than you could ever imagine.”
With that, the both of you got into bed, the balloons still swaying gently above you both, the room had been bathed in the soft glow of the string lights you had put up. As you cuddled up together, wrapped in each other’s warm embrace, you knew that this night-this birthday would be one that neither of you would ever forget in the years to come. Because it wasn’t just about the decorations or the gifts; it was the love you two shared, the memories you were creating with one another, and that no matter what you’d always have each other to depend on.
When The Two Of You Drop Hints That You’re Dating | FC Barcelona
✮- summary: you and your boyfriend talk about how the fans have noticed you both dropping hints to your secret relationship
✮- warnings: none
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João Félix
You couldn’t stop smiling as you saw all the comments on your latest Instagram post. Fans had been quick to notice that both you and João had attended the same event recently.
“Are your notifications going crazy too?” João asked, looking up from his phone with a sly grin.
“Is that even a question,” you laughed. “They’re convinced we planned this, going to the event together but not posting at the same time.”
João chuckled, clearly amused. “They’re not wrong. Although I didn’t think they’d catch on so quickly.”
“You underestimate our fans, João.”
He shrugged, still scrolling through the comments. “They think we went together, but they’ll never find out the truth.”
“Unless we tell them.”
João’s eyes sparkled mischievously. “I like keeping them guessing. It’s fun watching them try and play detective.”
You leaned over and gave him a quick kiss on his lips. “It won’t be long before they solve that mystery.”
Pablo Gavi
Late at night, you and Pablo had been spotted together, and fans were quick to post about it.
“Have you see the comments?” Pablo asked, showing you his phone with a smirk on his face.
“Yeah,” you giggled. “They’re sure we’re together because we were seen last night.”
Pablo grinned. “And here I thought we were being discreet.”
“They have sharp eyes,” you admitted. “But they don’t have much to go on.”
Pablo shrugged. “Let them keep guessing. It’s part of the fun.”
You leaned in and nuzzled your face in his neck. “Whatever you want Pablo.”
Pedri González
Both of you posted Instagram stories featuring the same song, and fans immediately picked up on it.
“Did you notice what the fans have been saying?” Pedri asked, looking at his phone.
“Yes,” you laughed. “They’re convinced something’s going on between the two of us because we used the same song.”
Pedri chuckled. “I just liked the song you had played earlier and thought I would post it.”
“Funny, I did the same thing,” you replied. “But it does look a bit suspicious to be honest.”
Pedri shrugged. “Let them think what they want. We’re just enjoying the same song, it’s not a crime.”
You leaned over and gave him a quick kiss. “That you’re absolutely right about.”
Fermín López
After his game, you were seen getting into Fermín’s car, and fans were quick to talk about it.
“Did you see the reactions?” Fermín asked, looking at his phone.
“I did,” you smiled. “They are 99% sure we’re together because I got into your car.”
Fermín laughed. “I thought it was the gentleman thing to give you a ride.”
“They have sharp eyes,” you admitted. “But it was just a small hint.”
Fermín shrugged. “Let them speculate. It’s fun that way don’t you think?”
You leaned in and kissed him on the forehead. “Just a little.”
Héctor Fort
You both wore matching bracelets, and fans quickly noticed if after a while.
“Have you seen what they’ve been writing?” Héctor asked, showing you his wrist as he reaches for your hand .
“Who hasn’t at this point ,” you say, enveloping his hand in yours. “They’re saying we’re together because of our matching bracelets.”
Héctor smiled. “I thought it was a cute, nice gesture.” he mutters, connecting his lips with yours.
“And it is,” you replied, kissing him back.
Héctor shrugged, as he pulled away. “It’s okay, it’s not like they’re wrong.”
You leaned over and gave him a quick peck. “True.”
Lamine Yamal
Lamine posted a video on social media, and you were in the background. Fans quickly picked up on it.
“Did you see the comments on my video?” Lamine asked, looking at his phone.
“Yes,” you replied. “They know we’re together because I was in the background.”
Lamine grinned. “I didn’t even notice you were there.”
“Well, they did,” you replied.“But it’s not much to go off.”
Lamine shrugged. “They cling on to the smallest details”
You leaned in and rested your head on his lap. “I guess so.”
Marc Guiu
You posted a selfie at the pool, and Marc posted a picture you took of him at the same pool, making fans suspicious.
“Have you been reading what they’re commenting?” Marc asked, showing you his phone.
“A few,” you grinned. “They say we’re together because of the pool pictures we took earlier.”
Marc laughed. “I just wanted to share a nice picture you took, is that so bad?”
“And it is a nice picture,” you replied. “But you know they want to know what’s going on between us.”
Marc shrugged. “Well they can keep guessing for now.”
You just nodded as you splashed him. “But soon they’ll know the truth.”
Marc Bernal
Marc showed you a fan tweet comparing the shoes you both wore in recent photos, hinting at your secret relationship.
“They’re really smart,” he laughed, showing you the tweets on his phone.
You grinned. “Maybe we just like the same brand. Us wearing the same shoes doesn’t prove anything.”
“It’s a pretty unique style,” he reminded you.
“Well how do they know we were together?”
“They don’t,” he shrugged. “But they’re guessing.”
“So, we leave them guessing.”
He nodded. “I find it funny seeing them going crazy over a small hint like that.”
“If you like this, we can drop more hints.” He leaned in, giving you a sweet kiss.
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When You Get Shipped With Another Player | FC BARCELONA
✮- summary: how they react to fans shipping you with another barca player
✮- warnings: none i don’t think
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João Félix
“How come fans think you’re a better match with Marc Guiu than with me?” João grumbled, throwing his bag down by the door.
You glanced up at him from your book, raising an eyebrow. “Fans are just being fans, João. They see what they want to see, you know how it is.”
He walked over to you and plopped down besides you, a pout forming on his puffy lips. “Mas não é justo. Somos perfeitos juntos.” (“It’s not fair though. We’re perfect together.”)
You slightly chuckled, putting your book aside and leaning closer to your boyfriend. “We know that, but they don’t. They just enjoy making up different scenarios, nothing serious.”
“Yeah, but why Marc? I mean he’s a pretty good guy and all, but he’s obviously not me,” João insisted, wrapping his arms around you possessively.
You pressed a kiss to his lips and then trailed a line of kisses along his jaw. “Maybe just maybe, they can’t handle how perfect we are together.” You whispered in between kisses, “They need some drama to entertain themselves.”
João signed, his body relaxing under your soft touch. “I just really hate seeing those comments. It makes me want to scream to the world that you’re mine and I’m yours.”
“One day, I promise. For now, let’s just enjoy what we have now,” you whispered, kissing him deeply.
“Yeah, you’re right, João murmured against your lips, his jealousy melting away. “As long as we know the truth right, that’s all that matters.”
Pablo Gavi
“I swear, if I see one more post shipping you with Héctor, i’m actually going to lose it,” Gavi fumed, pacing around the room.
You signed, shutting your laptop closed. “Pablo, it’s just fans having fun. They don’t mean any harm.”
He stopped pacing and looked at you, frustration evident when you looked at him in the eyes. “But it bothers me. They think you two would be a quote on quote amazing couple.”
You stood up and walked over to him, placing your hands on his chest. “Do you really I care about what they think? I’m with you because I’m head over heels for you.”
Gavin’s expression softened at your words, but he still seemed restless. "Es difícil ignorarlo, ¿sabes? Quiero que todos sepan que eres mi novia". (“It’s just hard to ignore, you know? I want everyone to know you’re my girlfriend.”)
You kissed his lips and then both his cheeks, feeling him shiver at the contact. “I know, trust me I know, but we had both agreed to keep things private in the meantime. We just have to trust that our love for one another is strong enough.”
He signed at your words, wrapping his arms around you and putting his head in the crook of your neck. “It is. I’m sorry for getting frustrated. It’s not on purpose.”
You smiled, leaning your head to kiss him. “It’s okay. I just want you to remember that you’re the one I choose every single day, just you.”
Pedri González
“I don’t understand why people think you and João would make such a power couple,” Pedri muttered, scrolling through his phone.
You rolled your eyes, setting you coffee mug down on the coffee table. “Because they don’t about the two of us, Pedri. They’re only speculating.”
He looked up at you, concern written across his face. “But it still bothers me. I want them to see how perfect I am for you.”
You walked over and sat next to him, taking his hands into yours. “I know it must be hard, but it’s just make believe, I’m with you not João. We know what’s actually real.”
Pedri only let out a huff, squeezing your hands. “Sinceramente, odio la idea de que alguien más que no sea yo pueda estar contigo”. (“I just honestly hate the thought of anyone else being with you who isn't me.”)
You leaned in, kissing him lovingly before moving to his neck. “You have absolutely nothing to worry about. I’m all yours Pedri.”
A smile started forming on his lips. “You’re right, of course you are. It only matters that you and I know the truth no one else matters.”
“Exactly,” you murmured, kissing his lips again.
Fermín López
“We could always let our relationship go public to stop the rumors about you and Lamine,” Fermín suggested, frustration evident in his voice.
You looked at him in surprise. “You do remember you were the one who wanted to keep our relationship hidden from the public to protect us, right?”
He let out a breath, running a hand through his combed hair. “Lo sé, pero es duro ver a los fans pensar que tú y él son más adecuados el uno para el otro”. (“I know, but it’s hard seeing fans think you and him are better suited for each other.”)
You laid your head on his chest before speaking. “It’s just rumors. They don’t mean anything.”
Fermín pulled you closer into him, kissing the top of your head. “It’s just annoying. I always see those type of comments.”
You tilted your head up to see him, kissing his adam’s apple. “It doesn’t matter what the fans think. We’re the ones together.”
He nodded his head, sighing as he relaxed his head on top of yours. “You’re right Y/n. I’m sorry for getting so worked up over that.”
You gave him a small smile. “It’s okay. As long as I’m with you.”
Héctor Fort
“Why do fans seem to think you’d be better with Pedri than you would be with me?” Héctor annoyingly grumbled, tossing his phone aside.
You looked up from the movie you had been watching. “Héctor they don’t know any better. The fans are just imagining things, they would think differently if they knew we were dating.”
He walked over and sat next to you, while wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “I just want every person to know that you’re mine, not anybody else’s.”
You leaned against his shoulder, leaving a kiss on his cheek. “One day they all will. But for now, let’s enjoy our relationship as it is, okay?”
Héctor nodded, resting his head over yours to find comfort in your touch. "Bé. Em molesta tant veure comentaris com que m'irrita molt.” (“Okay. It just bothers me so much seeing comments like that it really irritates me.””
You moved off his shoulder, placing you hand on his defined jawline. “Just don’t let it get to you. Because nothing will change the fact that I’m your girlfriend Héctor.”
He smiled, leaning down to kiss you softly. “I won’t, not anymore.”
Lamine Yamal
"Of all the players, they think you'd go out with Fermín," Lamine muttered, scrolling through his phone.
You chuckled, shaking your head. "Fans will ship anyone with anyone. It doesn't mean anything, you should know that."
He looked at you, concern clear in his eyes. "Doesn’t change the fact that it’s annoying. They should know I’m your boyfriend."
You walked over and wrapped your arms around his neck. "Maybe but at least we know that you are my incredible and loving boyfriend."
Lamine cracked a small smile, pulling you closer. "No puedo esperar hasta el día en que el mundo sepa que estamos juntos. Entonces, esto hará que dejemos de emparejarte con otras personas que no son tus novios.” (“I can’t wait till the day the world knows that we’re together. Then this will stop all the shipping you with other people who aren’t your boyfriend.")
You kissed his neck, feeling him relax. "Don’t let it get to you. Soon enough everyone will know, I promise Lamine."
He smiled, kissing you softly. "You better keep your promise"
Marc Guiu
"How am I supposed to ignore the fans shipping you with Gavi?" Marc exclaimed, frustration clear in his voice as he spoke.
You sighed, looking up from your phone. "It’s just rumors. They don’t know what they’re talking about half the time."
He looked at you, concern etched on his face. "Però em molesta molt. Sé que tu i en Gavi no esteu passant res, però només pensar-hi em molesta molt". ("But it really bothers me. I know that you and Gavi don’t have anything going on but just thinking about it annoys me so much.")
You walked over and wrapped your arms around his waist. "Exactly. So don’t worry about something that silly."
Marc sighed, pulling you closer. "I just hate seeing people think Gavi could do a better job at being your boyfriend than I can."
You kissed his neck, feeling his body starting to relax. "Don’t let it get to you. We know that you are the only boy for me."
"That you’re right about." He smirked, as he kissed your lips.
✮- summary: when a girl and a rising football star meet at an empty stadium to confront their troubling relationship, ultimately deciding to take a step back in hopes that their love will endure time and distance
✮- warnings: this story includes themes about relationship struggles and emotional stress
✮- author’s note: this is my first time writing angst, hope you like it
You stand near the edge of the pitch, the cool night air brushing against your cheeks making them a soft pink. The floodlights of the stadium cast long shadows, creating a surreal atmosphere around you. The stands are now completely empty, contrast to the roaring crowds that cheered loudly earlier. Your heart felt heavy as you stood waiting for him, trying to muster up enough courage to face him, to say what needed to be said.
Marc Guiu steps out of the tunnel, his silhouette familiar yet distant at the same time. He walks towards you with a confident stride, the same one that makes him such a force on the field. But tonight, there is something different in his eyes, a mix of concern and confusion filling his eyes. He’s always been the one to wear his heart on his sleeve, and tonight was no exception to that rule.
“Y/n,” he spoke softly, stopping just a few feet away from where you had been standing. “What’s going on? Why did you want to meet me here?”
You took a deep breath in, trying to steady all your racing thoughts for once. “Marc, we need to talk.” You had paused before speaking again, “About us.”
He nods slowly at your words, his expression unreadable. “Okay. Talk to me then.”
You looked away from his eyes, struggling to meet his gaze. “It’s just been so complicated between us. One moment we’re together, and in the next, we’re pulling away from one another. I can’t figure out how to do this anymore.”
Marc runs a hand through his hair, a gesture you know all too well. “I know it’s been hard lately, but we can figure this out, Y/n, together. We always do in the end.”
You shook your head, tears starting to well up in your eyes. “But at what cost, Marc? Every single time we fight, it feels like we’re tearing apart little by little. I love you, I’m sorry… I don’t think I can keep doing this over and over again, I’m just so tired of it.”
He steps closer to you, his voice slightly trembling. “Don’t say that, please, Y/n. We can make this work, I know we can. We just need to talk this through, to really listen to each other.”
You swallow hard, the memories of your rollercoaster relationship flooding your mind. The late night arguments, the moments of pure happiness, the painful goodbyes that were followed by passionate reconciliations. You know he means everything he said, that he really believes in you both. But you’re not so sure if that’s enough anymore.
“I wish it were that simple, I really do,” you whisper. “But every time we try and fix things, somehow it gets messier than it already was. I don’t want to keep hurting you Marc. And I also don’t was to continue getting hurt all over again.”
Marc’s eyes are filled with a mix of sadness yet determination. “Y/n, I love you, so much. And I’m sorry for every time I’ve ever hurt you. But I’m not ready to give up on us. Not just yet.”
“You feel a tear escape down your cheek, and he reaches out to gently wipe it away for you. His touch is so familiar, comforting, loving, yet it also brings a fresh wave of pain. “Marc, I… I don’t know if lobe is enough anymore.”
He takes your cold hands into his warm ones, holding them tightly not letting go. “I know I’ve made a ton of mistakes. And trust me I know we’ve been through so much. But you mean everything and more to me. I’m willing to do whatever it takes to make this work for us, just name it. Please, Y/n, please. Just don’t walk away.”
You close your eyes, struggling to come to a decision, you were hesitating. It was a mantra, a confession, a plea. And as much as you wanted to believe that things could possibly change, a part of you wonders if it’s too late to save your relationship.
When your eyes finally open, you see raw emotions in Marc’s face. You see the vulnerability, the hope he held. And for a moment, just a moment, you let yourself believe in the rare possibility of having a happy future together.
“Marc,” you say softly, “I love you too. I want you to know that. But we both need to take a step back, to really figure things out separately. Maybe some time part will help us see everything more clearly.”
You see that he looks like he’s about to protest, to try and change your mind, but he just nods slowly, feeling defeated, his eyes are understanding though. “If that’s really what you need, Y/n, then I’ll respect your wishes.” He took a breath before continuing, “But promise me one thing, just one.”
“Anything,” you whispered.
“Promise me that this isn’t goodbye. That we’ll find our way back to each other when we’re both ready.”
You nod, feeling a glimmer of hope amidst the sadness surrounding you. “I promise.”
As you make your way out of the stadium, the weight of your decision finally settles over you. It was a bittersweet feeling, knowing that you’re doing what was best for not just you but him as well. And as the night air wraps around you once again, you hold on to the hole that someday, somehow, you will both find your way back to one another.
✮- summary: you surprise them by leaving kisses on his neck
✮- warnings: it’s just mildly suggestive
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João Félix
João had just finished an intense training session with the team, his body still glistening with the sweat on his torso as he made his way into the locker room. You had managed to sneak in unnoticed, due to him being the last one in, you waited for him with a mischievous grin on your face.
As he approached, you wrap your arms around his waist from behind, softly pressing your lips to the back of his neck. “You did really amazing out there,” you whispered, your breath hot against his skin.
He chuckled, leaning back into your touch. “Thanks, meu anjo but I’m all sweaty.” (my angel)
“I don’t mind,” you replied, trailing kisses up to his ear. “Matter of fact, I think it’s kind of hot honestly.”
He turned to face you, a playful smirk on his lips. “Oh really? And what do you plan on doing about it then?”
You pressed a hand to his chest, slowly pushing his back up against the lockers. “How about I show you?” you teased, continuing your assault on his neck.
He groaned softly, his hands finding their way to your hips. “You better keep that promise.”
Pablo Gavi
Pablo had just arrived home from an away game late at night, exhausted yet glad to see you. You had been lounging on the couch, wearing one of his oversized hoodies.
He fooled down beside you, resting his head on your stomach. “I really missed you preciosa,” (preciosa) he mumbled, closing his eyes.
“I missed you too,” you replied, running your fingers through his fluffy brown hair. You leaned down, placing a series of soft kisses along his neck.
He shivered, his eyes fluttering open. “What are you doing?” he asked, a smile starting to tug at his lips.
“Just trying to show you how much I missed you,” you murmured against his skin.
He let out a groan, his hands moving to grab your waist. “You know that drives me crazy.”
“That’s the point, silly,” you teased, continuing to kiss him.
“Keep this up and I might just have to lead you to the bed,” he warned, his voice low yet husky.
“Is that a promise?” you whispered, your lips slightly brushing his ear.
“Always,” he replied, pulling you closer to him.
Pedri González
Pedri was in the kitchen, he was focused on making you both dinner. You couldn’t help the temptation to play with him a little. Quietly, you snuck up behind him and wrapped your arms around his waist, pressing small kisses to his neck.
He slightly jumped, then relaxed into your touch. “You scared me,” he laughed, turning his head to face you.
“Sorry,” you giggled with a grin, continuing your kisses. “I just can’t help myself.”
“You’re going to make me burn the food,” he warned, though his voice just came out as playful.
“Maybe that’s been my plan all along,” you teased, gently nibbling at his skin.
He let out a breathy groan, setting down the spatula and turning his body to face yours. “You’re completely impossible guapa, you know that?” (beautiful)
“But you love me anyways,” you replied, pressing a quick kiss to his lips.
He smiled, pulling you closer. “I do. Now, how about you set the table before I get more distracted?”
Fermín López
Fermín was getting ready for a night out with the rest of his teammates, standing in front of his mirror and adjusting his black tie. You had walked in, admiring how handsome your boyfriend looked.
“Why are you dressed so fancy?” you asked, wrapping your arms around him.
“Just a night out,” he replied, meeting your gaze through the mirror.
You leaned in, pressing kisses to the side of his neck. “You look good, really good,” you whispered, your lips slightly brushing his skin.
He shivered, his eyes closing momentarily. “You’re going to make me late princesa,” (princess) he murmured.
“Is that a problem?” you teased, tugging lightly at his neck.
He groaned at your touch, his hands grasping yours. “You’re too tempting,” he admitted.
“Then maybe you should just stay home with me,” you suggested, your kisses becoming more consistent along his neck.
He turned to finally face you, his eyes dark with desire in them. “Maybe I should do that,” he said, capturing your lips in a heated kiss.
Héctor Fort
Héctor had just gotten home from a tough and stressful game, his shoulders tense with stress. You greeted him with a warm welcoming smile, noticing the exhaustion in his eyes.
“You look like you’re in desperate need of a break,” you said, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him close to you.
He sighed, resting his forehead against yours. “You have absolutely no idea.”
“How about I give you a massage?” you suggested, as you pressed kisses along the front of his neck as you spoke.
His hands squeezed your waist, while letting out a content sigh. “That sounds amazing, carinyo,” (sweetheart) he admitted, his voice huskier then usual.
You grabbed his hands to guide him to the couch, sitting him down and climbing onto his lap. “Relax,” you whispered against his lips, your lips trailing down to meet his neck once again.
As he through his head back a groan escaped his throat, his hands moving down to reach your butt. “You always know how to make me feel good.”
“It’s my job,” you replied back, continuing to kiss the exposed skin of his neck.
“I love you so much,” he mumbled out, his voice filled with gratitude and affection.
“I love you most.” you said back, pressing a final kiss to his adam’s apple.
Lamine Yamal
Lamine was practicing juggling with a soccer ball in the living room, completely absorbed with keeping it up. You watched him for a moment, mesmerized by his concentration before deciding to have a little fun with him.
You walked over and stood besides him, leaning in to scatter kisses along his neck. He abruptly stopped juggling, then gave you a shy smile as he realized it was you.
“Hey linda,” (pretty) he said, his voice warm.
“Hi,” you replied, continuing to kiss his neck. “You’re really talented.”
“Thanks,” he whispered, his eyes fluttering close to savor the touch of your lips. “What are you up to?”
“Just trying to show my appreciation for you,” you teased, sucking lightly at his soft skin.
He couldn’t help but let out a groan, his soccer ball long forgotten as he got closer to you. “You’re making it pretty impossible to concentrate.”
“Good,” you murmured, your lips against his jaw. “That’s the whole point.”
He laughed, his hands finding your head, as he lifts it. “I think I can deal with that.”
Marc Guiu
Marc was sprawled out on y’all’s bed, scrolling through his phone. You decided to give him a little surprise, crawling up besides him and pressing light kisses to his neck.
He looked at you with a playful smile dancing on his lips. “What exactly do you think you’re doing?” he asked, still smiling like an idiot in love.
“Just wanna kiss you,” you replied to him, continuing to kiss anywhere you had access to.
He let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding, his hands rubbing up and down your back. “But you know that’s my weakness.”
“Why do you think I do it,” you teased suppressing a laugh, as you continue to kiss the man you call yours.
He could only chuckle at your words, “You’re cruel.”
“You love me though,” you whispered, smiling into his neck.
“I do, nina,” (doll) he admitted, his eyes glued onto yours with desire and love. “More than anything.”
You smiled, pressing a kiss to his lips. “Good. Now, how about we make up for our lost time together?”
When They Find You Wearing Their Jersey | FC BARCELONA
✮- summary: they basically walk in and see you wearing one of their barcelona jerseys
✮- warnings: none
Requests are open
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João Félix:
As you lazily stretched on the couch, draped in João’s jersey from his last match. It had been the only thing you could find last minute after you had taken a shower.
When João walked in, he had abruptly stopped and let out a breathy chuckle before letting out a low whistle. “Estás realmente muy bonita.” (“You really look very pretty.”) he said, eyes looking you up and down. “When did you decide to steal my jersey?”
“Why, do you want it back?” you teased softly, sitting up slightly to look at him.
“Not a chance. You look way too good in it for me to take,” he replied, grinning at you as he took a seat next to you on the couch. “You should think about wearing it more often.”
You let out a giggle, leaning your head onto his shoulder. “Did you have a good day?” your asked as you pressed a soft kiss on his neck.
“Seeing you like this makes it absolutely perfect,” he murmured, gently running his hand on your thigh. “I could get used to this.”
Pablo Gavi
You had been in the middle of brushing your hair when you heard the door open. With you having stayed over, and nothing else to wear, you slipped on Gavi’s oversized jersey and went to greet him.
Gavi’s eyes widened a bit at the sight of you in just his jersey. “Wow, what’s the special occasion?l” he asked, with a wide grin from ear to ear. "Te ves increíble con mi playera de jugador.” (“You look amazing in my shirt.”) he said while wrapping his hands around your waist.
You interlocked your hands behind his head “No special occasion,” you replied, laughing. “I just needed something comfortable, I forgot to bring extra clothes.”
“Well, it suits you,” he said, laying his head on top of yours. “You should wear my stuff more often.”
“If you insist,” you playfully said. “But only if you promise to keep behaving.”
“I’ll try,” he said with a wink, kissing your cheek. “But I make no promises.”
Pedri González
You had been halfway through preparing breakfast for you and Pedri, wearing one of Pedri’s many Barcelona jersey’s, when he had walked into the kitchen. He paused, taking in the sight of you in front of the stove.
“You know,” he began, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind, “I think this might have to be the best view I’ve ever had in the morning.”
“Pedri, I’m trying to cook here,” you let out a breathy giggle, shaking your head.
“The food can wait a bit,” he murmured into your ear, kissing it. "Prefiero disfrutar este momento contigo." ("I’d rather enjoy this moment with you.")
You turned in his arms, brightly smiling up at him. “How about you help me instead? Then we can relax sooner”
He sighed dramatically, acting annoyed. “Alright fine, but only because I can’t resist saying no to you while wearing my jersey.”
Fermín López
You had just woken up to find Fermín already up, lounging against the headboard besides you. You were wearing his jersey, which you’d put on before going to bed the night before.
“Good morning,” he said with a gentle smile, taking note to your outfit. “I didn’t notice you had borrowed my jersey last night.”
“I hope you don’t mind,” you said, snuggling closer into him. "It was the only thing within my reach."
“Para nada. Te queda perfecto,” (Not at all. It looks perfect on you,") he replied, gently tracing patterns on your exposed neck. "Maybe I should just let you keep it."
"Careful Fermín, I might just take your whole wardrobe," you teased.
He chuckled. "Deal, as long as you wear it and you look as perfect as you do right now.”
Héctor Fort
You were wrapped up in Héctor’s home jersey, sipping on some coffee at the kitchen isle when he had walked in. He did a double take, a small smile slowly spreading across his face.
"Hey you," he said, eyes gleaming. "Did you happen to raid my closet?"
"You could say that," you replied, grinning at him. "It just felt right putting it on this morning, not sure why."
“Bueno, te queda fantástico,” ("We’ll, It looks fantastic on you,") he said, sitting down beside you. "I wouldn’t be mad if you happen to wear it again."
"Careful what you wish for," you teased. "I might just take you up on that offer."
"I wouldn't mind one bit," he murmured, leaning in for a kiss as he ducked down to catch your lips with his.
Lamine Yamal
You were sitting on the arm of the couch, dressed in Lamine’s jersey, when he came home. His eyes immediately lit up at the sight of you.
"Te ves absolutamente asombrosa,” ("You look absolutely amazing,") he said, walking over to sit next to you. "Is that my jersey?"
"Yeah," you replied, giving him a smile. "Is that okay?."
"Yes," he said, wrapping an arm around you. "It suits you better than me."
You laughed softly. "Maybe I should borrow your clothes more often."
"Feel free," he said, nuzzling your neck. "I adore seeing you in them."
Marc Guiu
You were tidying up the living room, wearing one of Marc’s many jerseys, when he walked in. He stopped and stared, a soft smile spreading all across his face.
"Would that happen to be my jersey you’re wearing?" he asked, amused.
"Yeah, I hope it’s not a problem," you said, blushing slightly.
"Of course not," he replied, coming closer. "Te queda genial. Te puedes llevar lo que quieras". ("You look great in it. You can take whatever you want.")
"I might just do that," you teased. "If you don't mind sharing."
"Not if it means I get to see you like this," he said, pulling you into a big hug.
✮- summary: when an unexpected turn of events causes a beloved pop star and a rising fútbol star to unexpectedly fall in love and share their story through social media
✮- warnings: none
✮- author’s note: this is pure fiction, also this is my first time doing anything like this so if you have any tips or feedback that would be great. also jude bellingham and reader have a pure platonic friendship.
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