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Champion’s League Nights — MM JF JB

AUTHOR: idk if this is going to suck or not

SUMMARY: a match that reunites old friends and more…

WARNINGS: smut, nsfw content, +18

PAIRINGS: joão félix x reader, mason mount x reader, jude bellingham x reader

“Hey, I didn’t know you were coming.” Mason smiled at you, brushing a hand through his hair. The match was about to start, half an hour to go. You smiled at him, explaining that Christian was the one to thank because he had driven you there. Mason had met you around four months ago, at Christian’s birthday party and you two immediately went along well. For external reasons— which to the American player were still unknown — you two decided to not take things to the next level. You both knew there was a lot of attraction and tension but you liked to dance on the thin border between friendship and relationship. After you started to come to London for work more often it was easier for you two to see each other more often. You had gone on a few dates, but nothing happened, not even a kiss. Mason was a true gentleman: always driving you home after, texting you in the morning to know if everything was alright, occasionally buying you presents because “they reminded him of you”. Some would have said you two should have dated but you enjoyed this for the moment and Mason, well Mason was fucked. He was completely and utterly whipped for you.

“See you later? Wish me good luck.” And with a wink he left. It was supposed to be a simple match. You didn’t know much about football, you were learning a bit more thanks to Mason. Not that Christian hadn’t tried to educate you on this but it was funnier to piss him off on purpose by ignoring him. So you didn’t know the names of every player present on the field.

“Fuck me…” was what you thought when midway through the game you began to take notice of the names on the back of the players— in your defense you had spent most of the time looking at Mason.

“And that’s a goal for João Félix, Chelsea number eleven!” You wished Christian had warned you about all of this. You and João were no strangers, yes you hadn’t heard from him for over two years but you couldn’t erase the two and a half years you had spent together back in 2019. Maybe if you had checked your Instagram more often you would have noticed the hundreds of posts the Portuguese had put on his profile, saying he was there on a loan. You looked at the brunette running around the pitch. He had grown a lot: he was probably taller, bigger and his hair was shorter. He looked more like a man and less like a kid. You had broken up on good terms, well if that was a possible thing when you broke up with someone. The reason? You couldn’t bear a long distance relationship. As much as you loved him it wasn’t working out, between your job in Germany and his in Spain things were too complicated. So you let go and moved on. It wasn’t easy, you could still remember the calls in the middle of the night and the tears. But it was all in the past. You shook your head, focusing back on the game. The time signaled that it was around the eightieth minute.

“Borussia Dortmund equalizes the score with number 22: Jude Bellingham!” If God really existed he was having a laugh at you. Your eyes moved around the pitch to see the tall Birmingham boy celebrate with his teammates. You had met Jude when you worked in Germany. Nothing happened at first, you had just come out of a long and important relationship and Jude was busy with his career. Not to mention he was actually younger than you, still of age but you were a bit thrown off by it. It wasn’t until his ninetieth birthday party that things changed drastically. You were brought back to reality when the speaker announced five more minutes of play time.

“And it’s a draw for Borussia Dortmund and Chelsea.” The match came to an end and you let out a sigh, looking at how the played a tie was the best result they could get. You waited a bit in your seat, knowing Christian always took the longest of time to shower and get dressed after a match. When you finally stood up and headed towards the changing rooms you started to see a few players coming out. There were also some family members and girlfriends or wives around, so you didn’t feel out of place.

“Y/n? Is that you?” You turned around, moving your eyes from the field to whoever was speaking to you. João stood in front of you, his bag on his shoulder and a shocked face on. You gulped and curved your lips into a smile. You hadn’t seen or heard each other in a while. You had left on good terms, if that was even a thing for ex’s.

“Hi João, great match. Congratulations on the goal.” You approached him, a bit awkwardly. The Portuguese smiled, thanking you. Out of all the places he imagined you to be at, this was definitely not one of them. He hadn’t seen you in so long, why were you there? He knew you had moved to Germany for work but why were you at the game?

“Why are you here? Are you with-” he was interrupted by the arrival of both Christian and Mason. You gulped, now this was going to be very embarrassing. The American boy pressed his lips together, stopping himself from laughing. Christian loved to make fun of you in awkward situations and you knew he was going to take the piss later but fortunately in that moment he could read the room and stop himself from making fun of you.

“Hey, I see you met our latest entry. He’s J-” Mason tried to introduce you two, his hand resting on your back. Mason could be very touchy-feely, you didn’t mind his hands on you but you could see João frowning at all this friendliness. Was there something he didn’t know of?

“Yes, I know y/n. She’s my ex.” The Portuguese didn’t even try to word it in a way that wouldn’t have made things awkward. Mason gulped, suddenly feeling at unease. His ex girlfriend? He really had no idea. You coughed, trying to cover up the embarrassment you were feeling. João looked between the two of you, wondering what was going on, what he had missed.

“Well… I’ll see you later, okay?” You interrupted the silence, sure you weren’t going to stay there with both of them. You escaped the situation before it could turn even more awkward. João and Mason watched you walk away, both of them still rather confused. João was the one to look away and glance at Mason. What did you have to do with his teammate? There was something about the way he stared at you walking away that didn’t sit right with him. Before either of them could speak again the rest of the team joined them and headed towards the exit.

“We are going. I’m not reversing the car and taking you back home. It will be fine.” Was what Christian kept saying to reassure you at least five times. After that little encounter you had with the two Chelsea boys the last thing you wanted was to attend a party where they were going to be at. You didn’t even know why they were celebrating, they hadn’t won the match but it was probably just an excuse to go out. What you didn’t know was that things were going to get messier the minute you stepped foot in the club.

“I must be daydreaming, aren’t I?” You heard from your shoulders as you talked to Christian. It didn’t take you much to recognize the Birmingham accent. You slowly turned around and met the tall and young Borussia Dortmund midfielder. Jude had a smirk displayed on his face, as if he was pleased to see you there.

“Jude. Nice to see you, how are you doing?” You greeted him. You hadn’t seen the brunette in months, hoping he’d forget about you or at least about how you had left things between you two.

“ ‘m alright. Better now that you’re here, I didn’t know you were coming to the match. How come?” His flirty comments didn’t go unnoticed by Christian who simply tried not to laugh at you and your bad luck. He thought you knew all of them were going to be there but obviously you hadn’t really watched a lot of football lately to know about them being at the same match. You didn’t mind talking to Jude, he was a nice guy, very flirtatious but still a gentleman. But in that moment, when Mason could walk in any minute it was risky. Especially because you knew Jude’s big mouth wouldn’t have spared you of a flirty comment and Mason would have been left confused.

“Christian invited me. Can’t say no to this pretty face, can I?” You giggled, looking briefly at your best friend who simply raised his brows and bit his bottom lip to prevent himself from laughing. Christian knew about this thing you used to have with Jude, it couldn’t even be described as something more than just a thing. You were bored, he was funny and gave you a lot of attention. What stopped you? Nothing. Jude nodded and gave Christian a small smile.

“I thought you moved back in Madrid.” He stated, sipping on his drink. You furrowed your brows, realizing only a second later that was the lie you had told him to get him off your back. You hadn’t been so nice to the Brummie player. You liked Jude. Just not like that.

“My plans canceled last minute. I like Germany better.” Lie. Such a big lie. Every person who had known you for more than ten minutes would have known no place could compare to your Spain. But Jude seemed to buy your lie. The english player offered to buy you a drink and you agreed, after how you had left things with him it was the least you could do. Christian watched you follow the brunette and lost you in the crowd, shaking his head and chuckling to himself. You were getting yourself in big troubles.

“So why did you leave me that night? Was it really that bad?” Jude couldn’t hold back anymore. He had to ask you this. It caught you off guard, you coughed in surprise as you sipped on your drink. He stared at you with an amused yet perplexed look on his face. You instantly went back to the memory of your last encounter with the Dortmund player…

“Your parents are going to get suspicious.” You giggled as the brunette closed the door behind you. He had drunk enough to feel slightly tipsy, but he was more horny than anything else. Jude had decided to celebrate his birthday plainly. No big party, no liters of alcohol, no club. Just his friends and family. And you. Jude acted like a thirteen year old whenever you were around. He liked you. A lot. You were just a couple years older, as much as you liked to mess around you felt the responsibility of not going too hard on him.

“I don’t care. Fuck, you got me so fucking hard, baby.” He whined leaning against the wall. You glanced down to his black jeans and noticed his bulge. A little giggle escaped your lips. You had never done anything physical with the Birmingham boy but you surely shared a fair amount of make out sessions. It wasn’t the first time he had gotten hard by you. Jude glared at you, because he didn’t find his condition funny.

“Want me to help, birthday boy?” Those were words he liked to hear. Jude didn’t even think about it twice, having waited for this moment for months. He simply nodded eagerly and waited for your next move. However, you had had an idea in your head, different from what he expected. You stepped closer, cupping his face, grazing your thumb against his cheeks.

“Get in front of the mirror, handsome.” You asked him and he complied. Jude was thrilled, was he finally going to live his dreams? Before he could lose himself in the track of thoughts, you rested your hands on his hips, staring at him through the mirror.

“Can I?” You asked pointing at the buttons of his black shirt. The brunette nodded and let you unbutton them. He licked his lips wet, almost scared you could hear his heart pound against your hands. But you could tell he was excited yet nervous. You could tell he always lost his breath whenever you were around. Or else you wouldn’t have been there. You wouldn’t have been at dinner with his family and friends. He was lucky you were good with parents, so his weren’t suspecting a single thing. When you had undone his shirt, you left it open to show off part of his chest and abs.

“Unzip your pants, birthday boy.” You stated firmly. Jude nodded, wasting no time in doing what you just asked him to. He left the zip open but didn’t move any further, waiting for your instructions. You smirked at him through the mirror, you could almost hear his own thoughts. His face spoke louder than anything else.

“Touch yourself for me, will you?” You sweetly asked him. Jude’s breath hitched in his throat as he took in your words. The brummie nodded again, like a lost puppy and lowered his gaze to his crotch. Slipping his hand past his boxers he took ahold of his cock and then looked back at you. You were standing behind him, hands moving around his torso, caressing his body without moving too low. It was torture.

“Shit-” he hissed as his hand began to move. He wished it was yours but he could get off to the image of you staring back at him. You wanted to consider this as your gift for him. A pretty good one. His chest rose and lowered quickly, his breathing getting uneven and shorter.

“I know you want me to touch you…” you stopped to look at his reaction: his eyes were silently begging you. This was all he ever wanted, well at least for the past two months. You chuckled, seeing him struggle to keep his composure, it was so entertaining to watch him lose it for you. In a certain way it boosted your ego.

“But I want to see what you do to yourself when you think of me… Let me watch.” You whispered next to his ear, looking at his Adam Apple bob and a grunt and swear word leave his plump lips. You would’ve felt bad about playing with him if Jude actually had feelings for you. But it was just his hormones speaking, he wanted to fuck you not marry you. So why not mess with him a bit more? Get under his skin? Give him a little taste before depriving him of anything? Of any touch, look, taste? It could be sadistic, but you could tell Jude enjoyed you playing with him.

“Fuck, y/n… Don’t look at me like that, baby.” He whined, hand picking up the pace as he briefly closed his eyes and swallowed hard. You giggled, depositing a kiss on his neck. He was struggling to hold back himself from cumming, he was that excited.

“Or what?” You teased. Your hand moved to rest on his stomach, caressing the skin. You could feel his abs tensing, you could see precum leaking from his cock. This was going to be fun.

“Or I’ll cum right now…” he shyly admitted, embarrassed. You giggled again, removing your hands from his body. You moved them to rest on his back, scratching it. You knew where his mind was going, his eyes were turning impossibly darker as his head wondered. The fuckboy facade had dropped so easily, you had to laugh at his submissiveness.

“No, keep going.” You demanded. He nodded, slowing down to stop himself from releasing too quickly. As time went by, you got more handsy but never even slightly thought of touching him where he wanted you to. He started to get loose, louder whimpers and praised leaving his mouth. He started to whine too.

“Please- let me… Fucking hell-” you gripped his arms, digging your nails in his skin, slowing him down. You briefly glanced at the clock: you had been gone for ten minutes, you had around five more minutes before anyone started to notice your mysterious and suspicious absence. You kept whispering words of encouragement in his ear, stopping him whenever he was close and spurring him on to continue whenever he was far away from his release. It was sick but he loved it.

“You know what? Maybe I should go back there, I’ll just tell your parents you are not feeling great…” you bit your bottom lip to hide a smirk. Jude visibly panicked, shaking his head as he saw you stepping aside to look at him. The tall and intimidating player was putty in your hands and you were taking advantage of that. He stared at you with his big brown eyes, begging you again. His hand was wrapped around him, your eyes falling to see the red tip leaking precum.

“Y/n, don’t- please don’t leave now… Fuck, please.” His dark and watery eyes stared at you in confusion. You almost gave in.

“What do you want?” You asked, leaning against the door and staring at him in the eyes. Jude gulped, licking his lips wet. He wanted so many things but didn’t want to risk his chances. He looked so lost, you adored the look in his eyes of pure adoration and submissiveness.

“I just- Just talk to me, like before, yea? Please…” he asked. You pondered your options: you could’ve left him there, make up a decent lie for his guests and not risk getting caught or you could’ve stayed, watched him crumble under your gaze. Jude was silently begging you. He was yet to meet a person like you, that had him eating in the palm of their hand. He was down bad.

“I’ll give you five minutes.” You said firmly. He nodded, picking up the pace of his hand. If he wanted this he needed to be quick. But Jude didn’t have such problem when the cause of his boner was standing right in front of him. You sat on the sink, watching him, every move and every face. He was close, you could tell. You took ahold of his hand and put his two digitals on your lips. A wicked smirk spreading on your face. You kissed the fingertips, playing with them. His mouth was left open when you took both of them in your mouth, past your lips.

“Fuck, shit- Can I… please can I cum?” He whined, his chest shaken by short breaths as he tried to wait for your answer. You smirked and nodded, watching as he groaned and came undone. Jude had never witnessed something so erotic and he found it embarrassing to think he had just come like this. The brunette gasped, pulling his fingers out of your mouth to clean himself up.

“This was- you’re something else, baby.” He mumbled still in a haze. You giggled and pecked his cheek, standing up from the sink. Jude looked at you through the mirror.

“I know, birthday boy…”

Jude couldn’t explain or begin to comprehend what happened afterwards. You disappeared, put up a wall and left him outside. Things weren’t that serious between you two and Jude was okay with it but suddenly, after his birthday, you started to distance yourself from him until he didn’t hear anymore from you. Months later there you were: so beautiful he could look at you the whole night. The smile on your lips was always the same, it had never changed. The look in your eyes was so mysterious and challenging, it pushed him to do more and more just to impress you. Jude couldn’t lie: he had had a crush on you and decided to settle for whatever you had going on. He had tried once to ask you out but you politely rejected him and he was too scared to lose you to cut off your ties. So he stuck around, let you in his life and when you left he was utterly confused and a bit disappointed.

“Of course not, Jude. I didn’t think it was right of me to keep leading you on.” You saw right through him, it didn’t need a genius to figure out the brunette liked you. Jude bit his bottom lip, smirking and nodding. He knew this wasn’t the complete truth and he wasn’t so sure he wanted to hear it all. He was over it, over you.

“There you are. Oh I see you’ve met Jude.” Mason appeared out of nowhere with awful timing as he handed you a cup of whatever he had put in. Jude looked away from you and at the Chelsea player. At first he was confused as to what Mason was doing but then as the conversation started he began to realize what was actually going on.

“Yea, I’ve met him a few times… Very nice lad, isn’t he?” You were playing with fire and Jude loved it. He loved the thrill of being around you. Your unpredictability was what kept him going and even though it was the reason you two had stopped seeing each other, after all this time it still turned him on. You were bold, you didn’t have any trouble sustaining their gazes. Sometimes it felt as if you were challenging him.

“Yes indeed. So how do you guys know each other?” Mason asked clueless. You glanced at Jude who hid his smirk behind his cup as he sipped on his drink. Mason knew you but he didn’t know you that well. You had avoided telling him about all your adventures with his fellow companions.

“I gave him a hand when he moved out to Germany.” The pun was intended and Jude knew it, although Mason didn’t quite catch it. It was a lie. You didn’t meet Jude under those circumstances, there had never been nothing platonic between you two. Well you pretended to have a platonic friendship, but Jude hung from your lips and everyone knew it. The brunette nodded, smiling. This was the y/n he knew, the one he liked. You were playing with fire as you talked to both of them for the following half an hour. You kept both boys on the edge, you could feel the tension. Mason wasn’t blind or stupid, he could see the way Jude looked at you. With hunger, desire, lust. Even if you hadn’t lied about the genuineness of your friendship, he was slightly concerned about the real intentions of the english player.

“I’m sorry I have to take this. See you later.” Jude felt his phone vibrating against his thigh and picked it up, leaving you two alone. You turned around to face the Chelsea player who had a weird smirk on his lips.

“He definitely wants to sleep with you.” He confessed and you giggled. Oh if only he knew… But there was no good in telling him the details.

“What if he does? Would it be a problem, Mount?” You asked, challenging him. His smirk grew wider as he took in your “threat”. He couldn’t quite decipher the look in your eyes, what it meant. But he liked your teasing and challenging. Mason wasn’t the type of guy to act all jealous, especially with a girl he wasn’t even dating— although things between you two were complicated. But he couldn’t lie to himself and say he appreciated the way Jude’s eyes laid on your figure.

“Would you let him?” He replied with a question. Your smirk widened and you debated whether or not tell him it wasn’t polite to reply to a question with another one, but the look on his face intrigued you. It didn’t take a genius to see that Mason considered you more than just a friend. Therefore, it was up to you to decide how you felt about him. The Chelsea midfielder stared at you, waiting for one of your usual comebacks.

“Who told you he hasn’t already?” You giggled and watched his reaction. Mason sometimes couldn’t tell whether you were messing with him or if you meant what you said. Either way he simply shook his head with a small smirk, hoping you were just trying to annoy him. Soon the topic was dropped, Christian and Kai joining you guys to take you on the dance floor. None of you were excellent dancers, but every chance you got was a good moment to tease Mason. It wasn’t until the third song that you began to feel his hands on you.

“Handsy, are we?” You joked, not able to see his face since he was standing right behind you. Mason smiled though, knowing that you were more than okay with it since your own hands guided his on your body. The English man rested his head next to yours, taking in your inebriating scent as you moved to the beat. Everything about you drove him wild: from your eyes to the way you danced, from your smile to the way you joked, from your body to the way you talked. Mason sometimes was scared you could hear how loud his heart beat whenever you were around him. But as you two danced together, bodies pressed against each other someone else was staring right at you two.

“Ex fling?” Jude asked the minute he saw João leaning against the wall, a drink in his hand as he stared at you. The Portuguese player took his eyes off you to identify who was speaking to him and once he noticed it was just Jude he forced himself to smile.

“Ex boyfriend. You?” He asked. It had been years since you two had broken up, nevertheless watching you dance with another man right in front of him wasn’t on the top of his wish list. Jude almost felt bad for thinking there was someone— João— who was having it worse than him.

“Ex fling. We saw each other during last summer but then she disappeared. Now I see why.” Jude explained, for some reason he didn’t feel embarrassed about it as he talked to João. Probably because they were in the same situation. The loan player nodded, listening to his words. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t moved on and hooked up with other girls, because he had. Yet there was something in the back of his mind that bothered him.

“We dated for two years, then she moved to Germany and broke up with me. It was years ago though.” He finished by taking a sip of his drink. He didn’t want to get wasted but maybe having a bit of alcohol in his system would have helped him get over this nonsense. Jude nodded in reply, for some reason it was the type of behavior he would expect from someone like you. With that being said, he still felt attracted to you. You still held your power over him, as if he was wrapped around your finger.

“Do you still love her?” Jude asked with no problem, taking the first sip from the beer he had just got. João was a bit startled at first, clearly not seeing it coming. Did he still love her? It was a fair question, the way he was acting was confusing. But were there still feelings?

“No… I mean, it’s the type of love you will always feel for someone you’ve been with for a long time but I am not in love with her anymore… She just has a way to get under your skin, you know?” He said, taking his eyes off you a few times to glance at Jude who nodded, completely understanding his point of view. You could be so good yet the minute you left them, you were pure torture. Jude struggled to keep his head busy as he watched you dance along with Mason.

“Yea… She got us wrapped around her finger, doesn’t she?” He chuckled. There was no use in denying it. They both knew the truth and honestly there were high chances you knew it too, but pretended not to. You rested your forehead against Mason’s as you swung you hips to the beat. Your legs began to hurt but you were having too much fun. Mason might not have not been the best dancer, but he wasn’t afraid to try things out— which to you was more attractive than anything else.

“Are you taking me back to your hotel room, Mount?” You asked at some point, lips against his ear as he held you close. Mason smirked, knowing you were trying to break him. But he knew this game and even if you always managed to win, he tried his best anyway.

“Would you let me?” He asked, his lips now inches away from yours. But you weren’t giving in. Of course you had thought about him under those circumstances but teasing was always the best part. Look at Jude: until he cracked and gave in everything was fun and games, then you got bored and disappeared. However, something within you told you it could be different with Mason.

“Depends… Would it be worth it?” You asked, your noses brushing against his each other. You had stopped dancing, just slowly swinging. Mason found your comebacks amusing, you were just trying to test him and he knew it.

“Come and find out yourself.” He firmly stated. He didn’t want to sound cocky nor insecure, therefore this was the best answer he could come up with. By the looks of it, it worked. You smiled and nodded. The sexual tension had been so high between the two of you, there was no reason in denying it or postponing the inevitable. Mason took your hands in his, walking away from the crowd and towards the exit. You quickly turned around to see if you could spot Christian but you met the eyes of the duo who had been staring at you the whole night. Someone else would have immediately looked away, felt embarrassed. But you didn’t. You simply smirked at them and have them a little wave before turning around and following Mason.

“Good luck for him… He’s going to need it.” João scoffed, finishing his drink and leaving it on the counter for the bartender to pick up. At least he wouldn’t have had the vision of you grinding against his teammate in front of him anymore.

“He’s going to need more than that, mate.”

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yourprivate MASON WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO HER

kaisprivate they're playing, chill a bit

yourprivate wow thanks 😐

yourprivate MASON TONY MOUNT

bensprivate she looks very happy though

christiansprivate can you even see her expression, man? seriously

yourprivate that was your idea, wasn't it

yourbff SORRY WHAT'S THAT AJSHSJHAHA

yourbff invite me next time

masonsprivate 😉

kepasprivate someone's trying to be her favourite i see

masonsprivate hah, you're so funny, but she already said i am her favorite 😎

christiansprivate how much did you give her for this lie?

masonsprivate why no-one believes that i'm her fav uncle...

yourprivate mase i love you and i don't wanna make you upset but i live with her and SHE'S OBSESSED WITH HIM!!

masonsprivate can you please continue your romantic activities with your hubby? i have things to talk with her...

sophiasprivate note: never let mason to look after you child

kaisprivate he's already looking after our babies?

masonsprivate duhh

reecesprivate 😂😂

the moment i knew m.m

where were you mase?

where were you when i needed you most, when i needed a shoulder to cry on, when i needed someone to get rid of all my insecurities?

where were you?

and i couldn’t help but sit and wait for you to burst the door open and sweep me away with your love and that smile that made me yours in the first place.

i’m happy that you didn’t though, because maybe if you did, i’d still be under that spell you put on me.

the spell that would make butterflies erupt in my tummy whenever it heard your voice and the spell that even if you did the absolute million would make me feel like the happiest girl in the world.

it was cold on that dark winters night, christmas lights glistened as they sat on my window frame, i should be looking at them, but i can’t seem to drag my eyes away from the door.

the door that at any moment, should open and you should step in laughing and apologising about how you got caught up in the traffic.

it’s been god knows how long since i last moved from this chair, an hour or two you would guess but you know it’s probably going on to three hours and yet i still hold on hope.

how come, you haven’t been bothered to come and see me, but the people i barely know come up to me and ask me how i’ve been?

you said you’d be here so why aren’t you here.

you said you’d be a fool to not come tonight and yet I am the one that’s stood in a pretty party dress looking like the fool.

i know that if i attempt to say anything about this to you later, you’d probably brush it under the mat, say it was no big deal.

if it’s no big deal, then how come i’m hurt?

you’d probably also say sorry.

but sorry doesn’t mean sorry to you.

your sorry means nothing but a five lettered word to you.

and i’ve learned that a long time ago and yet i’m still taking it.

i’m envious of those that stand around me in their little huddles, all of them laughing and chatting to their hearts content, whilst i’m just there, waiting for you.

the hours continue to pass by and yet i have got nothing from you, no messages, no calls, no nothing and all i want to do is shrivel up, hide away and be all alone. even though a smile is plastered on my face, all your friends can see through it, they always seem to know, yet you don’t and that’s not fair.

so when i’m all sad and embarrassed at your actions, they’re the ones that are there for me, they’re the ones that are whispering comforting words and hugging me not you. when it should be you. 

they’re the ones that are following me down the hall and into the bathroom.

not you.

they’re the ones that hold me close, when i can’t help but let it out and cry.

not you.

and all i care about is how you broke your promise, that you should’ve been here.

what do you want me to say, when tears are streaming down your face in front of everyone that we know? and what am i meant to say when people are asking for you? just that you didn’t show.

you should’ve been here, if you were then maybe i would still be blinded by love.

but you left me there, standing there in my party dress, which i bought for, wearing my most expensive red lipstick, yet who am i dressed to impress, if you’re not there. they’re all standing around me singing and i think that’s what made realise, that’s the moment i knew. 

and that night, you called me saying ‘sorry that you couldn’t make it’ , and all i could say back, was ‘i’m sorry too’ 

because that was the moment i knew.

new pablo / pablo gavi (smau)

note: i have no clue about spanish & catalan and i know that pablo's english is not the best but this is a fic, so let's act like his english is good ;) kinda short but i hope you'll enjoy this one xx

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yourbff i missed your face!

yourusername facetime in ten mins?

yourbff okie dokie 😚

siramartinezsc shall we have a girls date??

yourusername pablito is with me right now... what about a couple date?

pablogavi why do i feel like i'm not wanted? 🤔

yourusername i don't know 👉🏻👈🏻

fan1 you should do a barcelona bucket list!

fan2 i think i saw you guys today 👀

pablogavi 👌🏻❤️

fan3 hold on

fan3 hold on are you the guy behind?!

yourbff busted

jkeey4 stylish 😋

yourusername ahaha both of us are stylish!

pablogavi and me

yourusername yes, you are stylish too 😋

pedri and me?

jkeey4 non

fan4 NO PEDRI YOU'RE NOT

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fan5 why don't you show gavi's face 😭

ferrantorres F on the earing is for ferran

yourusername for real 😂

fan6 how can you wear long sleeves in barcelona?! it's so fucking hot in here

fan7 who on the earth would know our baby gavi would have a girlfriend

fan8 i'm still not sure if it's gavi

fan9 it is!!

yourbff can i be you? @/pablogavi

pablogavi no.

yourbff anyways, you're disgustingly in love 🤢

pablogavi is that mean... a war?

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pedri hermano!! 👊🏼

pablogavi 👊🏼

fan10 🔥🔥

fan11 gavi, i'm asking your hand in marriage 😭

yourusername you look handsome babyy

pablogavi 😋

ansufati 👀

pedri what's going on??

yourusername i made his outfit btw

yourusername and i take this pic

fan12 you're the luckiest i hate you

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yourusername you look short next to me lol @/pablogavi

yourbff IT'S BECAUSE HE IS NOT TALL

pablogavi don't call me short

yourbff i said your not tall ;)

fan13 skirt link??

fan14 GAVIRA

yourbff2 where are they going? 👀

yourbff somewhere private... with me

yourbff2 duhh

fan15 they're so cute i want what they have

fan16 no girl we need that!

yourusername aww 🥰

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yourusername they don't allow me to see pablo :( SOO say hi to my new pablo!!

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📌 yourusername i'm bored, ask me random questions!

ansufati he looks more like gavi than the real gavi ajajajaj

pablogavi i would never expect this from you

yourusername stop it!! he's right lmao

fan17 okok that's what i was waiting for whole my life! how did you guys meet?

yourusername sorry but it's so cliché 😂 we met through friends (i mean balde and ferran)

fan18 i always thought that friend was pedri

fan19 a "must see" place in barcelona?

yourusername camp nou ;)

pedri they allow you to see him, they just don't allow you to get into his bed- sorry his room

yourusername maybe you don't want me next to him?! as if you don't see him every single day 🤨

pedri jealous are we 😎

yourbff me or gavi? serious question.

yourusername @/joaofelix79

joaofelix79 they're gonna hate me

yourbff we already do 🤨

fan20 girls run and get a pablo for yourselves!

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yourusername vamoss! @/pedri

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pablogavi you're so funny

yourusername oh so you're the guy on the second photo

pedri 😂

fan21 he always has that bitch face 🤣

yourusername his resting bitch face

siramartinezsc 🇪🇸🇪🇸

yourbff his name 🤢 on your back 🤢

yourusername shut 🤢 up 🤢

fan22 vamoss 🇪🇸👊🏼

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fan23 she's funny though

pablogavi i'm your number one fan

yourusername as you should be 😏

fan24 i got it, he can't post on his main that's why she posts nearly every day

fan25 are you complaining? DON'T! WE'RE BLESSED!

jkeey4 since when my name is pablo?

pablogavi i think you know that i'm "sharp-tempered"

yourusername this time i haven't started it 💅🏻

pedri you play better

yourusername are you talking about fifa? hell yes!

pablogavi totally not! last time we play, you asked me if you can change my appearance! am i have to say more 🙄

yourusername do you want to check on your sim babe? oh sorry, YOU DON'T HAVE ANY SIM RN!!

fan26 can you pls tell him to turn a little 😋

fan27 mhmm thank you y/n!!

fan28 wake me up if she would ever show his face

p.s: pardon me if there is any mistake, i'll edit this asap 😊 thank you for reading xx

what a mind,this happens all the time🪄🫶🏻

sweet nothing p.g

a/n: this is for @betterthangetawaycar love you girly. also sorry if this wasn't good! i just wanted to release something for valentines day!

it's cute, the details and trinkets that gavi keeps because of me. i didn't even know he would collect these memories, only realising when i spotted the pebble that we had decorated many months ago.

i nearly forgot about that and it warms my heart that he hasn't.

they all say the end is coming and all of them are up to something, yet i can only find myself running home to him.

and the world outside, they're all pushing and shoving but he, being the angel he is just humming along to some tune that i couldn't recognise and i'm so happy because he doesn't ask for anything but for me to be happy.

as i walk past all the shining lights of the shops on the way home, i write all my thoughts down and make it into a poem and when i perform my piece to you all you can do is smile and say "what a mind"

and all i can think is how did i get this lucky?

everyone else is making time go faster, all of them rushing around and pushing and shouting. i don't have to deal with that because i have him and he makes time slow down for me.

i find peace in gavi.

all he wants from me is nothing, even when the voices that surround us and say "that we should be doing more" i can't because i'm too soft and in love for all of it.

i'm in love with him and his humming and his voice and his laugh and his face and his compliments and just everything about him.

and maybe it's because all he wants from me is sweet nothing.

why. does. he. keep. SHAVING?!!!?!?!?

Dating Pedri González Would Include...

Dating this guy is being in a roller coaster, in a good way

You met him on a clothing shop, casually walking with your girl friend when he walked behind you and tripped causing him to step on your back heel pulling your shoe out.

"Puta madre, joder, I'm so sorry"

"...They were white"

"I'll buy you new ones"

"Nah, don't worry. I'll just give them a wash and all good"

The moment you smiled at him and not yelled at his face for his mistake, he fell for you.

You knew who he was but you also knew he was just another normal human being who was really good playing your favorite sport and outside the pitch he was just Pedro.

But still commented he should always be careful, look around and not only on the pitch with a smile on

"You know me?" He asked as you laughed lightly

"But you're also funny" You laughed "Kind of forgot who you are?" He shook his head still amazed by you

"Pedro González" He shyly said as you smiled

"Y/N Y/L/N" And with that you left

He searched up for you everywhere.

TikTok, Twitter, Instagram... You name it, he searched for you and he found you.

@ pedri asked to follow you

You smiled and accepted him

And ever since that day, he texted you daily, he found ways to connect with you, a friendship was born and later on, your relationship.

The amount of love this man has for you it's not countable.

He often uses Lightyear's phrase when you ask him how much he loves you: To the infinity and beyond

He's just deeply in love with you.

Talked about you to his parents.

And when you finally met them they instantly loved you. Rosy was happy she got you as the daughter she never had. And Fernando was happy his son was happy and in good hands.

Going to his matches with the 8 on your back, supporting him.

Having inside home dates and them being the best ones ever.

He L-O-V-E-S spoiling you.

He would gift you a bracelette with P.G8 in your three months anniversary, since that day you've never taken it off.

You on the other hand give him a black bracelette too with your initial and a football ball. He only takes it off when he plays.

Your parents love him and he loves them.

Whlist driving he would definitely have his hands with yours or on your thigh

Singing at the top of your lungs while he drives. Also being the DJ, often playing Quevedo, Rosalía and Taylor Swift

Car rides towards nowhere, just driving the two of you during midnight for late night McDonald's or the ones where you go to the beach or a little 2 days vacation.

Talking about driving.

He would and would not like to teach you how to drive.

He would because you look absolutely gorgeous in, with and doing everything. And he also would want you to drive him around sometimes. And he wouldn't because he loves driving you around and also he's afraid for the three of your lives. Your, his and his cars.

Either way, after lots of begging, he would accept.

Teaching you should be both a really good and bad memory together, laughing, spending good time with each other and at the same time he's shitting himself for both of your lives

"LOOK AT THE ROAD!" "I'M LOOKING!"

Fights like every other couple, but you both eventually calm down for a while and fix the problem.

He can get jealous, if he's feeling intimidated. Quickly showing everyone, who you belonged to. But he trusts you with his life.

You trust him too, but get jealous as well and mostly when there are some girls who ignore your existence and just shamessly flirt with him.

You can't believe their audacity.

You also know he doesn't have eyes for any other girl but you. He has let you know that and doesn't mind reminding you who he belongs to sometimes.

With sweet words, acts and you know...

He lives for making you happy.

"Pap-I mean... Pepi"

"Y/N"

You are best friends and lovers at the same time.

Everyone loves your relationship.

INSIDE JOKES

You could be out with the team or family

When Fer (mostly) says something and it reminds you both to something, expect you both crying in laughter and face fully red not being able to explain yourselves.

Fer hates when that happens but secretly he loves the fact his brother found his person.

His hand is in yours all the time.

He just loves grabbing your hand in his. Playing with your fingers calms him down.

Meanwhile you, play with his ring to calm yourself down.

You also love leaning into his chest, it's just so big, perfect and strong that you wanna lay there for the rest of your lives.

He would try and help you with homework but the second he saw the amount of calculations, laws and unknown words he got up.

"You get into it, I'll make you some food amd cheer for you"

He would share his food with you, surprising everyone in his house. Especially Fer

You looked at his plate and pocked his bicep a few times making him look at you "¿Qué pasa?" "Your chips look better than mine, can I have one?" He smiled kissing you softly "Las que quieras, bonita" He grabbed two "Venga, here comes the airplane"

When Fer tried it wasn't the same result tho

"Heyheyhey, what do you think you're doing?" "Grabbing a chip?" "No"

You would be the type of private but not secret couple.

Definitely being seen around sometimes, mostly in his car.

But no one knew your private life since all of your social medias were private.

His true fans, love you and love the fact you make their golden boy happy.

The guys teasing him as they see Pedri being whipped.

But they were happy for him that he found you.

He's happy that he found you. And he wants to have you by his side forever.

And you want him forever too.

Who knew a stranger in a clothing shop who pulled your shoe out would end up being the love of your life?

Expect a relationship full of love, laughs and joy.

So, like I said in the beggining. Dating Pedri is to put roller coaster mode on, in the best way possible.

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Taglist: @gaviypedrisbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld

VS SEVILLA; OLD TRAFFORD; EUROPA LEAGUE QUARTER FINAL 1ST LEG; 13.04.2023

📸; DARREN STAPLES

Comforting words

or rather mouth

warning: smut

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You are watching El Clásico, supporting your boyfriend from the stands. Barcelona had won the past 3 El Clásicos and you were confident they can take the fourth. But as time went on, things just started getting worse. The game ended 0-4 and you knew this was going to be hell with Gavi at home. You drove back home alone, escaping the tension that Gavi’s presence would make. And he will probably take hits time in the locker room.

Quite some time has passed before you heard the front door slam open from the couch. You looked at the direction where Gavi is supposed to emerge from and nervously waited. You heard him drop his bag and take off his shoes before appearing in your sight.

“Hey” you said softly but he didn’t even look at you, just stormed off upstairs. You sighed to yourself. You left him to calm down a bit in the shower, before he made his way downstairs, sitting next to you. You scooched over to him, slowly running your finger trough his hair.

“Baby, I know you’re disappointed. You played well and Vinicius was provoking you, you didn’t do anything”. You said, still stroking his hair, trying to make him talk to you. Gavi was silent, looking at the floor, jaw clenching.

“Can you at least look at me?” you asked, now a bit irritated yourself because of his childish behaviour. He suddenly gripped your wrist that was in his hair, and pulled you forward. His other hand grabbed your cheeks, making you look at him.

“Listen babe, your words won’t bring back the fucking 4 goals we concided. So If you really want to comfort me, better make me cum” he said, gripping his dick trough his shorts. He smashed his lips against yours, it was agressive, frustration and anger seeping from it. One hand grabbed yours and guided it to his erection that was straining against his shorts.

He bit your bottom lip, pulling it between his teeth. You locked eyes with him, hand slowly stroking him over the material. You started kissing his neck, one hand pulling his shorts down. You sunk to your knees, Gavi’s eyes carefuly watching you.

You grabbed his now exsposed dick, giving it a few strokes before Gavi’s hand replaced yours. He guided his dick to your mouth,smearing precum from the tip on your lips. “Open up”

You took him in your mouth, his hand instantly grabbing your hair, pulling you down. You didn’t expect that much of him in your mouth and you gagged a bit.

“What? Can’t take my whole dick down your throat? I thought you wanted to make me feel good?” He said, taunting you. You looked up at him from your position, slowly moving your head up and down. Gavi threw his head back, letting out a moan before gripping your hair tigther.

“Faster”

You listened and started moving your head faster, stroking what your mouth couldn’t reach.

“You’re such a good girl, sucking me off after a loss. Are you gonna let me fuck you nicely later?”

You hummed against him, making him groan. Gavi started bucking his hips up, stopping your movements by pulling your hair once again.

“Keep still, I want to fuck your mouth”

Tears rolled down your cheeks, smudging your mascara completely.

“Fuck, you’re so pretty like this, such a slut for me” he said, his thrusts now sloppy.

“I’m gonna cum down your throat babe, take it all” he said, thrusting a few more times before stilling his hips and cumming in your mouth. Gavi pulled you off of his now sensitive dick, cursing under his breath. You crawled up to him, a bit of his cum still left on your lips, and his thumb picked it up before pushing itself into your mouth. You sucked it dry, stroking his now sweaty hair once again. He grazed your mascara stained cheek.

“You really do have a comforting mouth” he said, letting out a breathy laugh “Sorry for acting the way I did”

“Don’t worry about it, after all you made my panties wet” you said, smirking at him.

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