#eric garcia imagine

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hi!!! thanks so much for writing for eric garcia, could i please request him with propmts 15, 49, and 63 ? thank you!

Flirt~Eric Garcia

*GIF isn't mine. credits to the owner*

@ericgarcias is slowly making me fall for Eric blame her

I'm glad I'm getting requests for him. the lack of Eric content is slowly killing us . anyways enjoy <3

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15-"good morning sunshine " " fuck off"

49-"How is my gorgeous girlfriend doing today ?" "What did you do?"

63-"is this what you call flirting?" "you fell for it the first time, though."

Eric was known to be a huge flirt. Whether it was with his teammates or girlfriend. He just liked complimenting people, even if they were his teammates.

Though, after he started dating y/n, his flirting with other people decreased, but increased with his girl. He just always had to shower her with compliments to remind her how much she means to him.

Eric had an early training session. After waking up on his alarm, that didn't wake up y/n who was laying next to him, he glanced at the screen of his phone, seeing that this early session was cancelled.

He let out a sigh knowing he wasn't gonna be able to sleep again. But then he decided to prepare some breakfast for his lover. He felt like spoiling her all day that day.

Getting up from his bed, he pressed a kiss on y/n's forehead before slipping on a shirt and walking to their kitchen.

He was always such a good cook. He made some of y/n's favorite pancakes, making sure to shape them as hearts. He cut some fruits and designed them on the plate.

He filled a glass of orange juice and put some honey over the pancakes, before carrying the plate and cup of juice to their room

y/n was still in deep slumber, making Eric smile at the sight of her. Sleeping was sacred when it came to y/n. She cherished her sleep more than anything (except for Eric for sure)

Setting the plate and cup on the nightstand, he sat down on the bed, leaning on his elbow so his face was hovering over hers

He started by pressing a kiss on her forehead, then on her right cheek, then left cheek, then on the tip of her nose, before his lips settled on hers.

She groaned against his lips, making Eric smile against her mouth. He pulled away, glancing at her eyes that were now half open

"good morning sunshine" he muttered in a low voice

"fuck off" she groaned again, rolling so her back was facing Eric

"come on baby. I made you some of your favorite pancakes" he ran his fingers through the strands of her messy hair

She turned around again, peeking through one eye to look at him. He chuckled and turned to grab the plate

Meanwhile, y/n stretched her arms over head, letting out a sigh as her muscles relaxed

Eric placed the plate on her lap, pressing a kiss on the side of her head in process

"so...how is my gorgeous girlfriend doing today ?" he grinned, making her chuckle

"What did you do?" she said with a mouth full of pancakes

"other than breaking an egg on the floor and almost burning your pancakes? nothing" he shrugged, the grin still plastered on his face

"aren't you supposed to be at training anyways?" she asked, taking a sip of her juice

"it was cancelled" he laid back down on the bed, turning his head to look at her

"and what's with the breakfast anyways?" she stuffed her face with pancakes, hummed in satisfaction making Eric chuckle

"just felt like spoiling my girl" he shrugged making her look at him with an amused look

"oh did you?" she teased, making him turn red

"yeah yeah. just felt like making some delicious breakfast for my delicious girl" he said with a smirk, making y/n burst out of laughter

"is this what you call flirting?" she asked, still alughing at his attempt

"you fell for it the first time, though." he pointed out making y/n nod

"yes I did. don't make me regret it though" she put a warning finger in his face

"you will not. and I wouldn't let you anyways" he leaned in closer to her face

"I know you wouldn't" she mumbled before leaning in too, closing the small distance between them

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[highdreaming]

In that case then may I please request Eric García trying to ask out reader (who he met through Ansu Fati a few years before leaving for mancity) but she’s a little intimidated by him despite liking him back?

Asking you out

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AN: You’re a doctor, like in those Barca videos when they do physical tests and check for their vitals.

Also, honestly I'm not very satisfied with what I wrote, maybe cause I'm not very familiar with Eric, so I apologize if it's not good enough and because I don't really know much of him, I don't think I'll be writing more about him in the current time, sorry. Please like, reblog and give me feedback!

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You finish checking Ansu’s vitals, removing the electrodes.

“All good with you, you’re in perfect shape, Ansu.” you declare, offering him a smile. The young boy gets up, putting back his shirt. 

“Thanks, Y/N. I think Eric is supposed to come after me, should I send him in on my way back?” he asks and you bite your lip for a second.

You didn’t know you were doing the physical exam on Eric too as you were only in charge of doing half of the Barca’s team, your colleague doing the other half.

But this is your job, nonetheless. 

“Thank you, Ansu. I’d appreciate that.” you agree. Going to your desk, you take a quick scan on Eric’s medical file, your eyes pausing at his attached photo and a churn of nervousness twists your stomach. 

He’s awfully handsome, always nice and polite yet you can’t stop yourself from feeling a bit intimidated by him. Eric has an aura around him that attracts you towards him, but also makes you slightly deterred from speaking to him.

It’s like your brain struggles to function when around him, with you barely being able to speak a full sentence to him. 

A knock on the door interrupts your train of thoughts and you take a deep breath as the door opens, revealing Eric. 

“Hey, looks like today you’re stuck with me.” he jokes, his lips open up in a wide smile, his biceps flexing as he waves at you. You force down the lump on your throat, returning the smile as you point towards the mattress. 

He removes his jersey, showing a defined abdomen as he lays down. You bite your lip as you get closer, heart beating incredibly fast as you touch his chest to place the electrodes. 

His chest is warm and firm, leaving you fascinated and it’s not until Eric explicitly coughs, that you realize that you’ve been staring at his chest for a good while. 

Embarrassed, you divert your eyes to the machine’s screen, focusing on the vitals analysis. You can practically feel Eric’s cocky grin as you try to focus back onto the task. 

After a minute of awkward silence, Eric breaks it. 

“You know, I was wondering if, maybe, you’re free this weekend? If yes, then…I don’t know. Maybe we could get something to eat. If you want to, of course.” he tentatively asks, scratching his head from how nervous he is and you whip your head towards him, surprised and shocked that he’s asking you out. 

“Oh? I-I would love to.” you reply, unable to hold back a shy smile from appearing. You’re glad he asked. 

“Great, we got a date then.” 

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Trust (Èric García x Reader ft. Ferran Torres)

**There is a reason why I moved this request to the first one on the list and it’s that I got it the day I had a dream about Èric. So I used the dream and changed it a bit to create this imagine. I had joked about doing that before getting the request so the timing is hilarious. And don’t judge my dreams. I only dreamed a tiny part of this, the rest is made up. Also, I fall asleep checking my IG explore and there were photos of him with the Betis kit so my brain did that. Second also, I don’t want him to go to Betis but we move…Enjoy!! ❤️**

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“I mean, the train tickets are pretty cheap but it’s almost 7 hours on the train. It kind of defeats the purpose of trying to spend as much of my free time with you”, you complained, closing your laptop and sighing.

“It’s only 2 hours if you take the plane”.

“I guess…I don’t want to make this harder for you by complaining but it’s like when Ferran left for Manchester all over again”.

“Is it?”

Eric’s tone confused you. It was almost like he sounded bothered by you comparing both situations but yeah, your best friend leaving to go to England was similar to your boyfriend leaving to play in Sevilla. Because in both cases you were stuck first in Valencia and now in Barcelona.

“We’ll make it work. That’s all that matters”.

He nodded, smiling at you. And you couldn’t help but move closer to cuddle him. It really was important to make the most out of every single second together. You always had but now that your relationship was turning into a long-distance one, it became even more vital.

Your work schedule was pretty flexible, so your plan was to play it by ear every week comparing yours to Eric's so you could find a way to travel to Sevilla on his days off. And so you could try to attend as many of his games as possible.

“I’ll come back whenever possible too. It’s not fair that only you make the effort of travelling”.

“Yeah, I know”, you said, “I mean, your whole family is here so you wouldn’t be just coming back for me but I’ll be looking forward to that”.

“Don’t tell my parents but I’ll be mostly coming back for you”.

You both laughed and you kept just staring at his face, as if trying to memorize it. And it was while looking at him that you fell asleep. Eric, however, was awake most of the night. And not just because of the nerves of moving to another city and another club again. No, there were bigger issues preventing him from falling asleep.

                                     **

The next morning you took your little suitcase and made your way to the airport with Eric. His family was going to join you there, but they planned on going back to Barcelona later that evening. You, however, were supposed to stay with Eric in Sevilla for a couple of days. It wasn’t going to be your first time visiting the city but it was your first chance to make memories there with your boyfriend.

“Nervous?”, you asked Eric, taking his hand so you could hold it.

“I guess a little”.

“It’ll be fine. Young players going on loan is a very normal thing”.

“I know”, he sighed and you stopped talking about it, noticing he wasn’t in the right headspace for that conversation.

By the time you arrived at the Benito Villamarín stadium, your nerves were getting worse. Sevilla was so far away from Barcelona. What if you couldn’t make the relationship work? What if Eric met someone while you were away? And if he didn’t do well…you wouldn’t be there to comfort him. You needed to stop overthinking because you were about to have a panic attack.

"Ready?", asked one of the Betis people who had been with you since you landed in Sevilla.

Eric nodded, taking your hand and you followed them to the little room where he was going to sign his contract and take photos.

When it was your turn to pose with him and the white and green shirt he was going to wear at the new club, you forced yourself to smile as big as possible. He needed you to be positive so you would be.

"Our car has arrived. Have fun, lovebirds", said Eric's mum before giving you both a hug.

"See you in a couple of days", told you his sister and you nodded. "I can pick you up at the airport".

"Don't worry, I'll call a taxi. But thank you".

They all left, leaving you and Eric alone for the first time since you left your home in Barcelona that morning.

"I booked a table at a restaurant that's supposed to be really good".

"Romantic dinner for two?"

You smiled, feeling a bit more relaxed now that the formalities were done.

The restaurant was great and you didn't know when you'd be able to spend two nights in a row with Eric again, so you also made sure that was special.

But once again, Eric couldn't sleep well. And this time, you noticed.

"Why are you awake? It's only 7".

"I didn't sleep much".

"You ok?", you asked, caressing his jaw and noticing how tense he was. "Eric …".

"I worry about you".

"Me? Don't. I'm a big girl. And it's not as if I'll be all alone in Barcelona. Your family is there and I also have Ferran".

"Yeah, I guess you could always go to him if you feel lonely".

That tone again. What was wrong with him?

You sat up, not sure what was going on.

"What is that supposed to mean? And why are you using that tone whenever I mention Ferran lately?"

"Because I found out about you two".

"Excuse me? What about us two? You know we've been friends since kindergarten. There’s nothing else to know about us".

"I do know that", he said, unsure how to approach his next few words. "What you two forgot to tell me was about how you two used to sleep together".

Eric could tell he had messed up the moment he saw your reaction.

"When did that happen? I must have missed it".

"I saw the video…".

"A video? What are you even talking about now?"

"It's ok. I just don't like that you didn't share it with me. I would have liked to learn that from you two…".

"How am I supposed to tell you about something that didn't happen?!"

You couldn't believe what he was saying. So you got up and started to pack your things.

"What are you doing? You are staying with me for another day".

"No I'm not staying", you laughed angrily.

"Why? Please stay".

"Eric! I don't want to stay with someone that doesn't believe me when I tell him I didn't sleep with my best friend and that thinks I'll do the same the moment he leaves the city".

"I don't…".

"Just stop talking and making the situation worse".

He listened to you and stopped talking. He just looked at you while you packed the few things you had brought with you and didn't do anything when you walked towards the door.

"I don't know what you believe you saw", you said, turning back to look at him. "But it hurts that your trust in me is so easily replaced by whatever thoughts are going through your head right now".

Eric swallowed, feeling more stupid than he had ever before. He really had messed up.

                                       **

Later that day, he was back at the little apartment the club found for him when he heard his phone ring. He hoped it would be you but it wasn't. It was Ferran.

"What did you do?"

"What do you mean?"

"Oh you know, just that I asked my best friend about why she was back already when she was supposed to stay for a couple of days with her boyfriend and she screamed in my face", Eric sighed hearing that. "And when I asked what the issue was she told me to ask him because he thinks he knows everything. Just quoting so…what did you do?"

"I fucked up".

"I guessed that much, yeah. But how exactly?"

"Ferran, I need you to be honest with me, ok?"

"I always am".

"Did you two ever sleep together?"

There was a moment of silence before Ferrán answered the question. "First of all, gross. She's like a sister to me. Second, where the fuck did you get that idea from? And third, how were you stupid enough to tell her that?"

"I…".

"No need to answer them in order, smart guy. Just answer".

He wasn't feeling very smart just then.

"Someone sent me a video".

"A video?"

"I can send it to you".

"Send it", said Ferran, hanging up so his friend could send him the video and when he saw it, he was even more mad.

Eric was waiting for his friend to call back again. The seconds feeling like hours.

"Is that not you two?"

"Yes. And you're a bigger idiot than I thought. Please tell me you didn't show her the video".

"I didn't".

The video Eric had been sent showed Ferran approaching a group of people at a party. When he made it there, you ran towards him and jumped in his arms, kissing his face and making him laugh. The video ended with you two leaving the place holding hands and the guy who was recording saying "now she's single she'll go back to fucking him again", to which someone else said "she probably was doing that behind Roberto's back".

"Do you want to know what really happened that day and after that little clip you saw?"

"Please, explain it to me".

                                        **

3 years earlier

Finding out your boyfriend had been cheating on you was the most devastating thing that had happened to you. Days were spent crying and not wanting to leave the bed, until one of your friends forced you to go to a party with her and some other of your friends.

Your now ex and you shared so many friends, it was almost like they had to pick sides. Most of the girls picked yours…and all of the boys picked his.

At the party, you saw them but you didn't see him so at least there was that. But it hurt. It hurt a lot. And the only way you thought it could stop hurting was by drinking. One shot turned into four and then shots weren't enough and you moved to something bigger. Something stronger.

You were so wasted, your friends didn't know what to do with you so they called Ferran. He was the only friend you had that didn't belong to that group and the boys always gave you a hard time because of it. To them, he was Ferran the footballer. To you, he was the guy you became friends with when you were both told off for trying to eat the Play-Doh when you were 4.

"Where is she?", he asked, not noticing the phone pointed at him filming him. They did that a lot, hoping they could find him in an embarrassing situation and make money out of it.

"Ferriiiii", you laughed, jumping into his arms and kissing his face.

Ferran put you down, holding your hand so you wouldn't fall or get lost in the crowd. And he led you home.

But you didn't want to go there so he took you to the beach. The place where you were always the happiest.

"The stars are pretty", you said, lifting your arm and trying to touch them.

Ferran only laughed, laying down in the sand next to you and staring at the same stars you were so hypnotized by.

None of you noticed the tide rising and all of a sudden, the sea touched your bare feet, which made you get up and scream.

"Stop that!", said Ferran, grabbing your arms and sitting you down in the sand again, away from the sea. "Never drink this much again, please".

"He broke my heart, Ferri", and hearing you say that broke his again.

"I know. You should let me break his face".

"Just break his dick".

"Too small. Why bother?"

You both laughed.

"I'll never let anyone do this to you again".

"You'll never let me date anyone again".

"I will if you find someone I trust".

You looked up at him. "Maybe I should date you".

And you didn't even finish saying that before you both burst out laughing.

"No".

"No".

                                       **

"And that's you".

"What do you mean that's me?", asked Eric, who had been silently listening to his friend's words.

"You are the person I trusted enough to let you date her. And now you do this. You don't know how long it took her to recover from what that bastard did to her. And those comments from the video? They used that to justify his cheating on her. How could it be wrong if she was my friend? If there was surely something going on between us?"

"You were wrong then. I don't deserve her".

Ferran rolled his eyes, even if his friend couldn't see him.

"You do. But you have to fix this and quickly. Every day she hurts because of you, my trust in you diminishes".

Eric sighed. "What am I supposed to do? I'm stuck here for the next few days and she won't come back to see me".

"Think of something then. You messed up, you fix it".

Eric knew his friend was right, so the next day he asked if it was possible for him to do all the media stuff he needed to do in one day. That way, he could go to Barcelona for a couple of days and talk to you.

“I mean, sure. But it’d be exhausting to do all of it today. That’s why we planned for it to be done in three days”.

“I don’t mind. Let’s do it��.

When you got home after work, you noticed a few things that worried you. There was nothing in the mailbox, which was unusual. And when you opened the door, you noticed it wasn't locked. Who could have…

                                      **

But you didn't have to wonder for long because Eric called your name when he heard the door open.

"What are you doing here? You should be in Sevilla".

"I managed to get back for a couple of days".

"To make sure I didn't sleep with anyone?"

He closed her eyes and let out a sigh. "I'm sorry".

"I'll need more than that".

"I spoke to Ferran. He explained everything to me".

"Why couldn't you speak to me before accusing me of those things? I get he’s your friend and you’ve known him for longer but I’m your girlfriend".

"Because I was scared. I was sad about having to leave on loan and then I got a message with that video and…".

"What video? That's the part that made the least sense out of everything you said to me".

Eric had asked Ferran if it was ok for him to show you the video now and after some arguing about it, they decided you could only understand Eric's reaction if you saw it.

When you took his phone, you saw the name Sergio Goiko as the person who sent it. Your ex's best friend. Of course.

"You might want to see this".

"Now you're leaving Barcelona, she'll be there all alone with her "best friend"...".

"I see you've seen my message and still didn't dump her. She's lucky to be dating someone so dumb. Easier to do all of this behind your back".

The last message was sent the day of his presentation as Betis' new player. Sergio must have seen your photos together and realised his plan didn’t work out the way he expected.

"I mean…I get being manipulated like this can confuse you, Eric. I don't blame you for that. But why didn't you ask me? Why didn't you trust me to explain this to you?"

"I don't know…".

"I…I struggled to trust you when we first started dating. Not because of you. Because of what I've been through in the past. It’s an issue I’ll always have to deal with, probably".

"I never felt like you didn't trust me".

"I didn't think it was fair to let you know that when you did nothing wrong. But I've always worried. I mean, just the other day I was worried about you meeting someone else in Sevilla and dumping me, you know? But I didn't want to tell you because it wouldn't be fair to hurt you just because I am insecure. Don't do that to me".

"I won't. I'm really sorry. And if you ever have those doubts, just talk to me so I can reassure you".

When you put your arms around his waist and your head on his chest, he could finally breathe easily again.

"I made some food for you"

"You did?", you looked up to see him nod. "You really worked hard for that apology, huh?"

"Anything for you".

"Will you learn how to make Andalusian food for when I visit you?"

“I like that you trust me but maybe you shouldn’t trust my cooking abilities that much”.

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The Barcelona call

 Player: Eric García Word count: 1970+ Summary: Eric gets a call while at an away game with Man City from his agent, if he says yes to his agent, it will change everything for his future and yours. Warnings: Angst, fluff, slight smut. Author's note: This took me various drafts and rewrites because it's the first one I write with a bit of smut in it, hope you like it. -----------------------------------------------------------

It was late in the spring and it was starting to get a bit warmer. Eric and y/n have been dating for a few months now. He was away in London playing against West Ham. You talk every day, even if you only see each other an average of two days a week right now. Man City is playing in the Champions League, Caribou, and the Premier, so, that means, you could barely see each other in person but you video call constantly. You even came up with a fun idea of watching movies or series at the same time wherever you are and texting each other while you both watch it, just so you could feel like you’re spending time together.   

      That night, after the 1-2 victory over the London side, Eric called you when he got to the hotel. You were already in bed, getting some reading done for one of the classes at uni. You click the green facetime button. 

“Bona nit, Eric” you said when you saw him on your screen wearing black thick frames, trying to impress him with one of the three Catalan phrases you know

“Bona nit, Y/N” Eric said while smiling “Did I wake you up?”

“No, I’m in bed reading something for tomorrow’s class but I saw a bit of the game, though, you guys did well” you responded

“Yea, we did. No minutes today but hopefully some soon” Eric said while fixing his glasses

“Oh, I’m sure!” you said trying your best to be supportive “you’re the youngest defender, it’s normal, right?”

“Yea, exactly” he replied “but, anyway, I wanted to ask you if we can get together tomorrow night, if you’re not busy with school.”

“I have some things to do for a class, but I can take care of it and we can meet up, not a problem. I want to see you, I miss your face, so much!” you said raising your voice in excitement. You really were craving to hold him and have his scent nearby when you’re close. You had fallen hard for Eric. Every time you met in person, you felt like fireworks were going off around you, you talked and laughed, and couldn’t keep your hands off each other. You were always looking forward to seeing him, hearing his cute Spanish sounding Catalan accent in person and taking off his thick nerdy glasses to make out with him. You made out everywhere there wasn’t a lot of people, and made love constantly. The chemistry was undeniable. 

“Great! And I miss you too, baby! We’ll fly first thing in the morning, go in for a recovery training, and then I will go home. I want you to come over to my flat, I have some big news that I want to share” he finished saying as he was grinning.

“Big news? Can’t you tell me now, please?” you pleaded

“I could, but I want to tell you in person, it’s important” 

 “Oh, is it something bad or…?” 

“No, it’s good.I think you will think it’s great.”

“Hope so!”

“I’m going to let you finish your work. I’m going to sleep, ok? Long day”

“Okay, sleep well, love”

“Good night, baby” he said as he blew a kiss for the camera, you blew one back.

“Night” you said as you waved to him through the video camera and he hung up.

What could it be? It made you anxious to know. Hopefully it was the news of a renewal, or a new contract with better salary or that his parents are moving to the UK. You had no idea.

You arrived at Eric’s apartment all dolled up in a dress, smelling of a soft perfume and subtle makeup. You let your hair down because you knew Eric loved to touch it and run his fingers through it when you were near each other. You rang the doorbell, and Eric immediately opened the door, you both said hello, he gave you a quick kiss, and let you in. Once in, he took your jacket off, and hung it for you, like a perfect gentleman, he turned around to face you and gave you a soft and small kiss that lingered on for a few moments as you felt your body melt with tenderness. When you opened your eyes as he pulled back, you smiled, he squeezed your arm and said  “I’ve missed you”. 

“And I’ve missed you” you replied. 

He had wine and tapas on his small dinner table waiting for you both, he took your hand and guided you to it, signaling for you to sit as he tells you to do ahead, to eat and drink because he made it for you. He pulls your chair closer to his before you sit down, and pats it so you'll sit.

“So, how’s uni?” he asked while sitting down and reaching to grab some of the tapas “It’s fine, but, are you going to tell me what’s going on?” you asked, while sipping a bit of wine, you were desperate to know and couldn’t do any more small talk. “The big news?”

“Yes, Eric, the big news, Can you just tell me? It’s driving me crazy” you said, truly feeling anxious. “Ok, so,” replied Eric“ my agent called me last night and told me Barcelona wants to sign me!”

“Oh! WOW! Fc Barcelona? That’s huge! Congrats” you said as you clapped with excitement

“Yes, I’m so happy! Of course, I told him to make the move happen. I’m going back home this summer, playing for the best club in the world!”

“Oh!” 

Your heart sank. Barcelona, this summer? You thought. How is that supposed to work out? You were so excited for Eric you hadn’t thought about the fact that he would not be around anymore. Your relationship was going well and you had fallen for each other but it wasn’t a super serious one yet, certainly not a moving in together in another country serious. You felt flustered and hot, your heart was racing and your chest was burning. You drank the rest of your wine. Eric was staring at you, noticing how your body language changed and how fast you were drinking while you were lacking a vocal response. He had some wine too. 

“Hey,” Eric said as he traced your jaw line with his finger “What are you thinking?”

“I’m thinking…I’m thinking…that I’m going to miss you a lot. And that I’m happy for you. I know it was your dream growing up, playing in the Barça academy, to play for the first team,” you said as you refilled your wine glass and then raised it “so, cheers, darling!’ and you drank half your glass in one gulp. You wanted to cry.

“Miss me?” asked Eric as he pulled you in and gave you a kiss on the cheek “Why would you miss me if you’re in Barcelona too?”

“What are you talking about? I’m working in the summer, I can’t go on vacation to Barcelona with you, I can’t afford it, plus what is the point of it? We’re going to be so far away from each other afterward, it’s not going to work, is it?” you felt like you might burst into tears

“Y/N. I’ve been thinking about this since I hung up with my agent. I’m going to Barcelona and I want you to come too. I love you and I need you to come. And not just the summer, I mean, permanently. I really thought about it, kept me up last night, and it’s fine if we both agree that moving in together right now is a little much but I’ll get you your own place, your own apartment. No pressure.  I’ll get my family to help us with the whole university situation, to get you transferred. You can get a part-time job, or focus on studying, you don’t have to worry about money. Whatever you want. I’ll help you. I just want you to know that I’m not leaving you here, in Manchester. There’s no chance of that happening. I don’t want us to be apart more than we already have to. I’m not letting you go” said Eric in a rant, he sighed and asked, “ Is that okay?”

“Are you serious?” you asked back, in shock

“Totalment, amor meu” said Eric “ Playing for Barcelona, I will be able to afford it and I’m not taking no for an answer”  

“This is a lot to process” 

“I know, I’ve been thinking about this all day, but, Do you love me?”

“You know I do, Eric” 

“Then, that’s all we need. We’ll make it work. Please, say yes” he begged as put a strand of your hair behind your ear.

You felt so overwhelmed by everything that had been said but you couldn’t deny that you were head over heels for Eric, you wanted to be with him, plus he just said one of the most romantic things you’ve ever heard. Although you were skeptical about how everything was going to work you couldn’t find a reason to say no, you were in love, it made you hopeful and you felt you could trust him. “Okay,” you said as you shrugged “Let’s try it!” as a small giggle came out.

He kissed you right away, and said “Good! I was scared you might said no” as he put his lips on yours again “I’m so relieved” “I was afraid we were breaking up there for a second, I’m glad that didn’t happen ” you said putting your hands on your cheeks, blushing.

“That’s never happening. Come here!” he said and he pulled your body towards his, making you sit on top of him as you were facing him. You embraced each other in a kiss, he slowly deepened the kiss and slipped his tongue in your mouth with palpable desire. You responded with as much passion to kiss him back, then paused to kiss his face and neck, you let your lower lip feel his neck all the way up to his chin where you gave him a lick. He chuckled. You took off his glasses and went back to kiss him some more. You wanted him, you put your hands around his neck while he hung onto your waist. He had been thinking, fantasizing about being with you all week and he let it be known. “I couldn’t wait to get back,” he said as he put his hands underneath your dress to touch your ass, “I want you,Y/N, you have no idea”. He pulled you closer to him, making your legs spread wider. You grind on top of him while you kissed him, as you felt your hips crave for him, you could feel him growing under his pants. You softly moaned in his mouth while your tongue danced around with his, you pulled away to respond “Me too, all the time” catching your breath. Your heart now was quite agitated, you were quite turned on. “Let’s take this to the bedroom, yea?” he asked while kissing the cleavage your dress offered. “Si us plau” you responded while looking at that beautiful dark hair man kiss your tits, you remembered how to say please in Catalan. He looked up “Speaking Catalan already, beu? Maybe this move won’t be so hard”

You stood up, took off your dress, smiled, and walked towards the bedroom in your underwear saying a flirty “Maybe”

He smiled and followed you saying “ I can’t wait to fuck you when we’re there too” 

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[barcaracing]

Hii can u do gavi having a crush on actress reader and he reveals it after being asked abot his celeb crush in an interview :))

interview crush | pg6

pairing: pablo gavi x actress!reader, honorary guests: pedri gonzalez and eric garcia

a/n: my first gavi fic!! exciting stuff

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“Favourite movie?” the interviewer asked the three Barca players in front of her.

Eric glanced at Gavi with a soft smile. He knew how nervous the younger teammate got during interviews, so he and Pedri had tried to discreetly answer the more loaded questions, leaving the mostly harmless ones to Gavi. It had worked well so far, so Eric expected him to answer this one as well but to his surprise, Pedri spoke first.

“I know which one Gavi likes,” he said, amusement clear in his voice. Eric looked at him questioningly, but Pedri didn’t notice. He was too busy smirking at Gavi as his cheeks tinted a deep shade of pink.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Gavi mumbled, eyes stubbornly fixed on the ground. Eric looked between his two teammates, obviously feeling like he was missing something.

“What is it?” The interviewer asked, her eyes shining with curiosity. Eric spared her a glance, having forgotten that she was there for a brief second. He turned back to the boys.

When neither of them answered, Pedri nudged Gavi playfully in the ribs and turned back to the interviewer. “We were watching this movie last week and Gavi was crushing hard on the main actress–”

“I wasn’t!” 

Pedri only shot him an amused look and continued like he hadn’t spoken. “He wouldn't stop talking about her, so I told him I know her through a friend and I could easily set them up, but he refused and told me...what you did say? Oh, right, he told me he would not pass me the ball in our next match if I introduced her to him. You would’ve thought I was threatening to kidnap his family.” He chuckled and the others laughed while Gavi rolled his eyes, a small smile playing on his lips.

“I just thought her character was pretty cool,” he said, still avoiding everyone’s eyes.

“Of course.” Pedri raised an eyebrow. “That’s why you’ve seen the movie only about seven times since.”

Understanding dawned on Eric and he quickly put a hand on Gavi’s shoulder to make him look at him. “Is that what you've been watching on your phone?” The boy continued to avoid his gaze, so Eric turned to the interviewer with a wide grin. “He’s been walking around with his phone in his hand and I thought he was watching a video or something. He never wanted to tell me, but now it all makes perfect sense. Our little Gavi has a crush on–”

“Nobody!” Gavi cut him off, sending him a wide-eyed look, but Eric only laughed and held up his hands in front of him. He had never seen him look so distressed before. It was hilarious.

“Alright, fine.” Eric's eyes twinkled. “Nobody.”

“Oh, come on,” the interviewer said, not ready to let this go, “we want to know! Give us a tip, at least.”

Gavi crossed his arms and put on his best smile, praying that no one could tell that his heart was pounding like crazy. “The tip is that you’ll never find out.”

Pedri snorted and rolled his eyes. “It’s Y/N.”

“Pedri!”

Eric bent over, laughing hard.

“Y/N Y/L/N?” Interviewer was almost giddy as she looked at them.

“Yeah, her,” Pedri replied, grinning when Gavi put his head in his hands.

His voice was muffled when he spoke. “I’m never going to pass you the ball again.”

Eric almost fell out of the chair from how much he was laughing.

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this one’s pretty short but i told myself that i can only allow myself another sideblog if i actually write on it, so it’s short fics or nothing lol stay hydrated friends! 

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[didishawn]

Hi, I wanted to place an order but I don't know if they are open. it would be a smut between pedri x reader x eric garcia in the usa. The reader is pedri's gf, but he notices that she looks at his friend in a "different" way and eric's desire for her is also notorious, so he proposes one night. After NBA I love your way of writing, it's unique 🤍

NBA Brings You Closer to Your Friend's Gf (Eric García x Reader x Pedri) smut

Warnings: smut, threesome, mentions of past threesomes with Pedri and other teammates

Masterlist

It didn't take Eric by surprise when Pedri asked him if you could come with to their trip to the US, the boy can't clearly live without you.

But it did take Pedri by surprise when his friend agreed so fast to you joining their boy's trip.

It didn't take long for Pedri to understand it all, as he caught the look on Eric's eyes whenever his gaze met you, much to his delight it wasn't completely live which hid behind Eric's brown eyes, it was something much more explicit, dirty, naughty.

He wasn't worried, though, you only looked at him with love on your eyes, never someone else was on the picture for more than one night -Ferran or maybe Gavi were exceptions to the lujurious nights of bare skin against each other.

You liked Eric, you had told him before, not in the way you liked him before you started dating, but in the way you would let him fuck you if Pedri accepted, you never asked that of him though, it was always Pedri who brought out the idea, it excited him seeing you come undone.

That night was a perfect opportunity, his brother had gone off to enjoy the Northamerican night life, the three of you much preferred to stay in.

If only Fer knew that staying in wasn't exactly watch a movie all together, although maybe it was for Pedri, his eyes fixed on the figure of one of his closest friends between his girlfriend's legs absolutely devouring her, her hands buried into the brown hair, loud moans leaving her mouth as her eyes were only on him.

The grip Eric had on your thighs was a strong one, the man was absolutely enormous in comparison to you, it didn't take a great effort from him to keep you in place, a true beast as he enjoyed the taste of you, how your legs trembled as you begged for more, meanwhile he was about to cum deep into his underwear.

Pedri's hand moved up and down his cock as he watched Eric stand up, get rid of his boxers as his own cock pocked your entrance, you were whining uncontrollably, a hand reaching for your boyfriend as the other tried to push the member inside of you.

Pedri stored intensely as your whole being was rocked furiously, being deeply fucked as the spud if the headboard hitting the wall filled your room -lucky for you it was Eric's empty room the one next to yours, so there wouldn't be any complains directed at the three of you.

The sound of moans, of the so dirty hard ducking filled the heaviness of the room, so charged of the passion all over your veins, Pedri's own stomach already stained with white from his release.

He wished he had captured the moment you were deeply filled with his friend's release, loud sound coming from both of your mouthes as you breathed deeply, Eric's head falling into your chest to rest.

Pedri thought it over for a moment, maybe Eric could be one to add to the list of "more than a one night thing".

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[mywrittengartgallery]

GAVI - Nuage de moka dans la boca

Words : +1,8k

Warning : fluff / slight mature theme (smut)

Summary : Pablo and you had quite the relationship behind locked doors, protected by the comfort of your bedroom. Clearly, Eric didn’t have to know.

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“We just gotta stop by” said Eric as he got out of his car, followed by Gavi and Pedri. The Canarian’s car had decided to not work today, leaving him without any other option than depending on Eric to bring him to practice. Considering that Pablo was Pedro’s passenger princess, he as well had depended on Eric. That’s why the two had to tag along wherever the Barcelonian needed to go. And so, the three barça’s players entered the small café, full of students and young adults. 

Eric’s eyes lit up when he saw you, sitting near one of the windows made of stained glass. You were focused, eyes fixed on your computer’s screen, glasses perched at the tip of your nose and hair pulled in a low ponytail. Delicately, your hand would bring your porcelain cup of coffee to your mouth, trying to sip on the fuming hot liquid, but you would back out when you felt the temperature coming from it. The frown that would settle after only brought a laugh out of Eric. 

“You shouldn’t be this impatient !” the older exclaimed, sitting down on one of the free chairs at your table. He had a teasing grin playing on his lips only for you to roll your eyes at his annoying behavior. 

“Guess I took after mom...” you said, throwing him a fake smile. God, nobody could annoy you as easily as Eric. You had, at some point in your life, thought that his sole purpose in life was to get on your nerves. If that was the case, he was doing a remarkable work at that. He nodded, agreeing with you. “That means I also took after her brain, that’s actually sad for you” you added, wanting to get back at him. The other scoffed, ignoring your glare and toyed with the spoon that the waitress had brought you with your coffee. 

The two other Barca’s players were standing next to the sitting Eric, eyeing the scene with an amused glint shining in their eyes. The interactions you had with your brother were the funniest, they thought. The banter you two had oddly reminded Pedri of him and his own brother, how they would rip each other’s head for not closing the door, but would actually donate their kidney in order to save the other’s life. Gavi on the other hand just laughed at it, a sword hanging above his head. God, he had put himself in the worst situation. 

Eric had finished being entertained with your golden spoon and wanted to get on your nerves even more. Somehow he got to turn your laptop around, keeping you from typing your essay. You huffed and turned it around, again. But your brother was stubborn, so he gripped the top of it then turned it around again. You cringed when you saw his digits making contact with the screen, now you were more than annoyed. You slapped his hand, quite harshly and turned it around, again, and threw him a glare that left no room for argument. “The sooner you let me finish my conclusion, the sooner we are home...”

Pedri laughed and pushed Eric a little, mentioning to him to calm down and let you work in peace. You looked like you were nearly done and he didn’t want you to delay your work because of the dumbass that your brother was. Especially when you working longer than needed meant Pablo and him standing with aching legs thanks to the lack of chairs available. You thanked the Canarian with a shy smile and went back to your work under the watchful gaze of the Sevillian. 

His eyes followed your every moves, entranced by your revealed neck, the soft dip near your collar bone and the soft wild hair caressing your skin right there. A soft smile stretched your lips when your hand made contact with the porcelain cup, cold enough to not burn your fingertips. You brought it to your lips, them stretching around the rounded edge, leaving a light rosy tint on the white matter. And you did all of that while looking like an angel blessed by the gods, bathing in a pool of colors. And the sight felt so oddly familiar to Pablo, it hit too close to home. Swallowing had never felt harder. 

The kaleidoscopic piece of lights hitting your face colored your skin with beautiful faint shades of pink, blue, yellow and even purple near your ear. Your eyes were shining under it and it tightened the knot in Pablo’s stomach because that’s close to the picture he had had for himself last night. The window of your bedroom had these pieces of glass hanging in front of it, casting colorful glows in the room right when the sun would begin to set. And he had been there, he had seen it during last night’s sunset, while your lips were red and glossed, your breath uneven while his pants filled the room, sitting on your bed. He knew every corners of your room, the dangling details on your ceiling and the fresco behind your bed. He knew your bare form in the middle of the bed, surrounded by your rooms specificities. He probably could map out the patterns that adorned your carpet, having been focused on it while your naked knees were being roughly scraped by it. And all of these were kept a secret, behind those doors, none of you daring to address the situation publicly. That was what you held hostage in a pandora box where only you and Pablo had the key of. 

The warm liquid passed the barrier of your lips, sliding down your throat as you gulped, your neck moving around it, and Pablo’s breath picked up. Damn it, the hormonal teenager that he was couldn’t handle it. It was too much. You were doing innocent things, sipping on a fucking coffee, without even a glint in your eyes that would hint at him that you knew what you were doing. Nothing at all. He was just living in his memories and projecting them onto you, in front of your brother. And that made him so frustrated, and so much more hotter inside, a weird thrill coursing throw his nerves. His mind was surely a little bit fucked up, he was certain of it. Then you put down the cup. If Pablo felt uncomfortable before, thanks to the hot wave washing over him, now he was completely embarrassed by the stiffness his body showed. All of it because of the white cloud of milk taking residency over the corners of your mouth. The pink tip of your tongue poked out of your mouth to lick at the glistening smear. Only, right now your cheeks weren’t flushed, no hair was sticking to your forehead with sweat and he wasn’t hovering over you, meeting your wide eyes with his.  

He was far gone and if he hadn’t had the control over his facial features he had at the moment, he was sure Eric would have recognized the thoughts running around his head just like Pedro had apparently done. Because the older had knocked his ankle with he tip of his shoe and had coughed, harder than he normally would. Pablo turned his head, questioning Pedri with his eyes. But the older only shrugged, swallowing a good laugh. Pablo had lied when he had said that this was a secret just between the two of you. He hadn’t been able to keep it away from his best friend, the guilt and the excitement too heavy on his shoulders for him to not share it with someone. Plus, Pedro was the one taking him and bringing him back from your place. It would normally help, the older knowing, because he could help Pablo come up with lies or getting him out of embarrassing situations. However, right now, he was doing the opposite and broke Pablo’s facade who now had a deep blush coloring his cheeks. 

“You good Gavi ?” asked Eric when finally, awareness hit him. He was looking at the two midfielders with confusion written on his face, the red hues on Pablo’s skin and the teasing look on Pedri’s part making him feel like he had missed on something. You had looked up at the sound of your lover’s nickname. Now, all eyes were on him and he felt overwhelmed, not sure how to respond to that. 

“Of course he is, I just reminded him of something embarrassing he had done, right ?” answered Pedro. And really, Pablo was glad. He nodded, trying by every means to avoid meeting your eyes, rather focusing them on your laptop’s screen. 

“Leave the boy alone, he’s just a small baby. We must take care of this innocent child!” and that had you choking on the leftover coffee, not really agreeing with your brother’s words. Now you were the one blushing, trying to regain your breath. “Look at that! Just like, Y/N, a small baby. I should also take care of you...” he said as he handed you a tissue to clean yourself up. Your heart was beating like crazy. Oh, if he knew. If he knew how his small, small sister would let herself be undressed by firm hands, getting on her knees and taste other things than the milk covering the bitter coffee. If he knew Pablo was the other innocent child making see her stars, and forget her own name. Guilt was also taking place in her heart, but she knew the defender wasn’t quite ready to hear that his teammate had stolen his little sister’s heart. 

“Let’s get going...” you whispered, standing up, bumping unintentionally on Pablo’s shoulder. His eyes had widened and as you apologized, he could only nod, swallowing the remaining sour taste of embarrassment. God, how much energy Pedro had to put in order to not give it away by laughing at the two youngsters. He really couldn’t understand how Eric was that obvious.

The four of you got out of the small café and went to Eric’s car, Pedro trying to keep the oldest’s attention on him to give you peace. Now, Pablo and you were following them silently, hands sometimes brushing, teasing the skin with grazes of nails. You wanted to hold his, feel the way his fingers would intertwine with yours, a warm palm meeting your cold one. Not now though, it wasn’t the time. 

You finally entered the car, Pedro rushing to be at the front, mumbling something about being the second oldest. Not that you minded, you actually liked the idea of being in the back, alone with Pablo while your brother was focused on the road and Pedro’s chatter. And that’s how found yourself sitting a seat apart from your boyfriend, glancing at each other with shy looks. His cheeks hadn’t quite gone back to normal and you loved it. It was so amusing to see the normally hot headed boy being so sensitive about the situation. You were grinning like a fool behind your locks that you had freed from the hair tie. You knew he had a matching one adorning his lips. 

To Pablo ♡ :

Don’t worry, the Moka didn’t taste nearly as good as you

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I hope you liked it! English isn’t my first language so I hope I didn’t make too many mistakes!

Don’t be shy and tell me what you thought of it.

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[footballlover8]

hi talking about the last story you wrote with the ice skater

It was amazing and i wanted to ask if you might wanna write something about back when pedro was in Tokyo for the Olympics where he meets another athlete who also participates there and they just start crushing on each other

A/N: Hi! Thank you so much! It mean a lot❤️ Sorry it didn’t turn out exactly how I wanted too but I tried so I still hope you like it!

Also I know the women and the men’s team don’t play at the same time but it was just for the stories purpose, I wasn’t too sure if you wanted her too be a professional at something else but I just made it football because it seemed good for the story😭

Warnings: swearing, hinting too some suggestive content, bad translated Spanish.(let me know if there is anything else)

Requested?: yes/no

Genre: Just pure Fluff

English is not my native language

Project get them together|| Pedri ft. Eric & Aitana

(Not my gif, all credits too the owner!)

"Aitana, are you coming or what?" The girl yelled from outside the bathroom.

"I need too look pretty!" She yelled back.

"We're only having dinner! Besides you already look pretty" The Spanish girl groaned annoyed that her teammate was using ages.

"With the men's team!" She exclaimed, finally opening the door.

"So?...Who are you trying too look so pretty for?" She asked aitana

"I mean pau torres and Eric Garcia is pretty fit, oh and of course Marc asensio" She shrugged making the younger midfielder laugh.

"Tana! He's on the rival team"

"Well for the men's team yes, not for the women" Aitana just shrugged her off.  

"Still! He's from Madrid!"The other girl said making Aitana groan.

"Shut up!"

"No! I'm not letting that go, you can't have crush on a madrista!"

"Hala Madrid" Aitana joked earning a slap from her younger teammate.

"Ow! You're way to stubborn, you know that?"

"Just don't interact with him, and I'll let you live"

"How nice of you to let me live"

"Let's just go you little shi-"

"I'm taller than you, you dwarf" Aitana teased, railing the younger girl up. She got so angry easily.

  "Doesn't make you smarter than me, hijo de puta" She mumbled the last part.

(Son of a bitch)

The two midfielders made they're way out of the hotel and onto the busy streets pf Tokyo, they quickly found a taxi and soon arrived at their destination.

Getting out of the car, the hit smoothed out her long black dress and fixing the top that was connected too the skirt with crossed straps around her waist. Her long silky hair fell perfectly down too her bum.

As the two girls walked inside they were met with a bunch of people, mostly men they didn't know. They greeted they're own teammates and  y/n took a seat between Aitana and alba.

She looked across the table to be met by a familiar pair of brown eyes already looking into her own. The dark haired boy looked away as he had been caught staring.

She looked down into her lap a blush covering her cheeks. Aitana noticed the little interaction and smirked too herself. She gave Eric a look who sat across her and he quickly caught onto her little plan.

"So Eric and Pedri eh?" Aitana smirked.

"Sí me and Pedri" Eric confirmed matching her smirk

"I think he's the same age as you y/n, isn't he?" Eric asked looking the girl who was about as red as a tomato, she knew exactly what they were doing.

"You're 18 right Pedri?" Aitana asked him and he just nodded rolling his eyes slightly, also knowing what they were doing.

The two had met before due too being in the same club and national team. They talked here and then and it was definitely not a surprise that the two had a thing for each other.

"Great, y/n's 17! You guys are perfect for each other!" Eric's enthusiastic tone made the girl roll her head back with a slight groan. She thought for a second before coming up with the perfect payback

"Hey Eric! You wanna know something?" The girl smirked, side eyeing aitana.

"Should I be scared?" He asked

"No,no, not at all" She smirked.

"Did you know that aitana here has a little crush on you?"

Aitana snapped her head towards the girl.

"Oh really?" He asked and amused smirk formed on his lips.

Aitana hit the girl in the back of her head making her gasp.

"Ow! You fucking bitch!" She hit aitana back in a heart beat. This made aitana hit her back again and this went on and on for a few minutes until they got stopped by Jorge, they're coach.

"You're still a bitch" The younger girl whispered too her teammate. Pedri and Eric found themselves laughing at the two girls. Eventually the two girls stopped bickering as the dinner had been served.

Later on the party had started, so now everyone was gathered in a fancy club in Tokyo. The two Spanish national teams had rented the club so there wouldn't come a bunch of fans as this was supposed to be a night for all the players too enjoy.

And of course aitana and Eric wanted her and Pedri to get too know each other better, so they ended up on a booth together. Her and aitana on one side and Pedri and Eric on the other.

“Hey, I forgot I need too show you something!” Aitana exclaimed suddenly looking at Eric.

“What do you have too show him?” The other girl asked, confusion written all over her face.

“My car!”

“We didn’t driv-“ Aitana covered her mouth before she could say anything.

“Let’s go Eric!” She stood up and dragged Eric along with her.

Y/n and Pedri looked at each other before laughing.

The two started talking about god knows what. They could feel the alcohol take over they’re body. Both being athletes meant that they don’t drink a lot, so as soon as the alcohol hit they’re system they were long gone.

“Let’s go dance!”

Pedri looked at her a bit surprised.

“I can’t dance!” He tried.

“Please!? I’ll teach you!”

He couldn’t say no too her. He got up making her squeal as she dragged him up too the dance floor.

The two midfielders looked like complete fools. But they couldn’t give one fuck about that, not in their state at least.

His eyes roamed her body (respectfully). While Her eyes didn’t move away from his biceps. Her hands gripped onto them, and she fell in love with how hard they were.

As he saw her staring he smirked, proud of the way he had built up his muscles over the past few months.

(Okey so I accidentally wrote this like he is now, if you know what I mean. We all know he’s got a lot of muscles now recently. Just go with it😭)

She quickly looked back up, meeting his soft gaze which was focused directly on her.

He licked his lips unintentionally, she couldn’t stop herself before she pushed his head down a little and leaned in. He was quick too mimic her actions and met her soft plump lips.

His arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her body closely into his own as their lips moved in synch.

She tugged lightly at his hair earning a soft groan from him.

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The next morning y/n woke up with a little headache. Not too bad of a hangover. She tried too roll over in the bed but a strong pair of arms was stopping her.

She panicked for a second before remembering that it was just Pedri. That Sounded like that was the most normal thing ever.

“Buenos Días” His groggy morning voice rang through her ears, sending shivers down her spine.

(Good morning)

“Buenos días” She replied her voice still a bit sore from last night due too all the screaming at the bar and something else;)

(Good morning)

She turned in his arms and looked up at him, his hands moved up too caress her face lightly. He stroke her hair back and out of her face.

“You hungry?” He asked his lips brushing against her forehead.

“A little” she replied kissing his chest.

He smiled softly at her actions.

“I’ll go make us some breakfast” He said about too get up.

“Noooo, don’t go” she whined gripping his arms. Pedri released a soft chuckle.

“Wanna come with me?”

She nodded her head, so Pedri stood up with her in his arms, the shirt she was wearing fell down too her knees and it smelled just like Pedri.

He walked out too the little kitchen in the hotel room.

His room was quite big so it had a lot of space.

He placed her down on the counter and started on the breakfast.

“Can I ask you something?” He asked suddenly standing between her legs, their height was perfectly even now.

“Yeah sure, what’s up?” She questioned

“This wasn’t just a one time thing right? Because we both know damn well that we have some type of thing for each other-“

She cut him off by pressing her lips on his. He stood still for a Millie second, surprised by her actions before he kissed back.

“Does that answer your question?” She asked smiling as they pulled away.

“I don‘t know, think you have too try again” He smirked as she giggled softly doing exactly what he asked for

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[b4sorex1a]

i need to explore the pedri bottom idea and i think this is the blog for it! like pedri getting fucked both by ferran AND eric - pedri is dating ferran but he misses eric and his cock so he goes to girona for a day to get fucked by his friend, ferran finds out bc eric tells him and then they both punish him for being a slut

got carried away, sorry!

tw: nsfw, minors dni.

— Bottom Pedri! x Eric García and Ferran Torres

• At first, Pedri didn't want to be unfaithful; he wasn't the type to engage in such acts. He ignored Eric's inappropriate touches and suggestive comments because he wanted to remain faithful to his boyfriend.

• Until the night after the match against PSG, where, fueled by the adrenaline and happiness of their win, he let himself be kissed by Eric. Eric had attended the game, so they ended up locked in the hotel where he was staying.

• Eric is much more assertive than Ferran, but equally passionate. Pedri feels Eric's hot hands running all over his body. Clothes fall to the floor, and the room's air grows heavier...

• And oh, Eric is bigger than Pedri expected… this is not good for him, he can’t get addicted to something so wrong like this, he already has a boyfriend who he left stranded to go with Eric that night.

• Pedri definitely gets addicted anyways. The way Eric fucks him is rough, passionate and almost loving, like he needs to demonstrate something to him. It’s intoxicating, it makes the bed squeak in a endearing way. Eric makes use of all that night to bend Pedri over any surface to mark him as his.

• When he gets back at his apartment, Ferran is waiting sitting on his couch for him. Right, he has a copy of the keys, Pedri forgot. He’s forgetting lots of stuff that morning, that’s what good dick does to him.

• Stuff like the newly red marks on his neck…

• Or the fact that he smells like sex and an expensive men’s perfume that Ferran doesn’t recognize.

• “Care to tell me where the fuck you have been last night?”— Ferran says, not looking at him, his eyes focused on the tv.

• Ferran Torres is a jealous boyfriend. Very. Almost violently so, Pedri thinks.

• Pedri tries to explain and pulls the most gaslighting comments ever. Ferran believes him, he loves his boyfriend and he’s now aware that he ‘needs to trust Pedri more’ and ‘he’s being controlling and toxic’, so he stops questioning him.

• They have sex that afternoon, but it’s not the same for Pedri, it’s not enough, he doesn’t tell Ferran, but while he’s riding him, he thinks he may need two cocks inside of him to really feel satisfied.

• Of course, Pedri now has an itch that doesn’t go away. He needs it, he needs Eric. So he flies out to meet him.

• But this time Eric knows about his relationship with Ferran. “Why didn’t you tell me you have a boyfriend?”— Eric told him, feeling a little bit guilty.

• Guilt doesn’t override desire. They still do it again, and that’s what makes Pedri crazy, the way he doesn’t care about his relationship then, he wants Eric’s dick so bad he gets on his knees right after he closes the entrance door of the luxurious house. Fuck it’s big and it’s hard for Pedri to breathe when it’s all in his mouth. Eric groans full of pleasure and pets his head…

• When Eric reaches his orgasm, spurts of cum paint Pedri’s face, he’s all messed up, his cheeks are red and saliva is running down by the side of his lips, he’s breathing hard, almost coughing.

• Pedri doesn’t expect what happened then. The typical flash sound of an iPhone taking a pic startled him, taking him out of his fucked out state.

• Eric took a photo of him. In that state. With his cum all on his face.

• Eric promises him that he’s not going to send that pic to anyone, it’s just for them to see. Pedri believes him.

(…)

• The sound of a loud WhatsApp notification wakes up Ferran, who was taking a little nap.

—Eric García 💪🏻 sent you a pic 📸

[pic] - ur boyfriend is a slut 20:02.

- came all the way here to suck my dick haha 20:02.

• What is Ferran going to do now?

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[gadriezmannsgirl]

dating eric garcia includes?

This is a bit shitty... sorry!

Dating Eric García Would Include

I feel like dating Eric would be a rollercoaster

In every single way

He loves making you laugh a lot

You can also cry with him about the deepest and reflecting themes ever

Talks about you to his friends and teammates

When you met them, they already knew your favorite color, favorite flowers and what were you allergic to

He has a good reason...

And it's that he loves you a lot

His parents love you a lot too

So does his sister

You have meetings with them even if he's busy at practice

He loves the bond you formed

Talking about bonding

One of his ways to bond with you

Should definitely be playing video games

If you already like and know about videogames then you have him at the palm of your hand ready to do everything you want him to

If you don't...

Then he'll teach you

You'll still have him at the palm of your hand tho

He'll teach you how to play football too

And get you his jersey

He's proud when you wear it almost everywhere

Would love holding your hand

Probably if you wake him up at 3am wanting to go outside, he would groan and move away from you

Only to regret it in the morning seeing as you're mad at him

His teammates are happy he found love with such a good girl like you

He would be really happy that he got the girl of his dreams and hopes to have you forever

You always when you have the time go to trainings

He always gets bullied because he gets distracted by you

In the good way!

And overall dating Eric would be a fantastic thing, seeing as he would do everything to see you happy and treat you right.

#M. is writing #writing #eric garcía #eric garcia x reader #eric garcía imagine #fcb #fc barcelona

[httpsdana]

HI BABY ITS ME OFC

can i have prompt 138 when the reader is poorly and eric is doing her hair and babying her to look after her making sure she knows she’s loved

Loved~Eric Garcia

*GIF isn't mine. credits to the owner*

HE LOOKS ADORABLE IN THIS GIF. blame Lil its not my fault I swear. ANYWAYS. This is for my fav girl enjoy <33

you can request from my prompt list

this is my master list

players/drivers I write for

138-"shh.. stop fussing, I'm just braiding your hair."

Her period was about to start in a few days. And her emotions were all over the place. She was feeling really down, that she believed its not because of her period anymore. Suddenly she felt uncomfortable in her own body. Suddenly she could point out every imperfection in her.

But Eric noticed that immediately. It wasn't that she couldn't hide her disappointment, but he could always read through her. He always knew when she was feeling sad, and tried to making her feel better without telling her that he noticed her sadness.

"I got you some chocolate and ice cream. I thought we could watch some soppy romantic movies and cry a bit?" he suggested with a grin, making y/n's frown turn into a smile.

He held her up in his arms, her arms around his neck and legs around his torso, with his arms around her waist to steady her. He carried her to the living room, where he had everything set up. He had lightened some scented candles, and had placed two glasses of red wine next to the ice cream and chocolate.

She felt the tears in her eyes at the sight of what he had prepared for her

"you did this for me?" she said in a cracked voice, sniffing a bit, making Eric smile

"of course baby. we haven't had a lazy night for a while now. and I know you need it." he kissed the top of her head, before grabbing one of his hoodies that was placed on the side of the couch

"here let me help you wear this" he helped her take her t-shirt off, the tip of his warm fingers feeling soft against her cold skin.

She smiled gratefully at him, before he sat her down on the couch. He put their favorite movie on, before he sat down next to her. He held her waist close, before placing her on his lap, her back against her chest and arms around her stomach and under her hoodie, rubbing soft circles.

They were sat in silence, neither of them making a single move except for the occasional kisses Eric left on the top of her head.

Suddenly, Eric shifted under her a bit, placing her between his legs and putting a pillow under bin, so he was a bit higher. He ran his fingers through her hair, before he split her hair into two sides. He started by braiding the first side, making sure not to hurt her.

"Eric. what are you doing?" she tried looking up, but he only turned her head down back fo the movie that was playing.

"shh.. stop fussing, I'm just braiding your hair." he mumbled, his tongue poking out of mouth in concentration

"since when do you know how to braid?" she laughed slightly, already feeling her mood brighten up a bit

"I've noticed that you tried more than once to braid your own hair, but you were never able to complete then because your arms would hurt you. So I've been watching some tutorials on YouTube to learn how to braid. This was a hard style but I'm trying to make the Dutch braid. I think it will make you look more beautiful than you already are" he said, only to hear some sniffs in response

"you'd do that for me? oh my god I don't deserve you" she wiped her eyes, only for Eric to chuckle

"I'm the one who doesn't deserve you amor. now focus on the movie and let me finish your braids. just give me a kiss before" he lifted her head upside, putting his hand on her neck while the other was still in her hair.

He kissed her deeply, with passion and love. This action alone was enough for y/n to know how much she was loved by Eric. And the feeling was mutual

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[axlerica]

BIRTHDAY SURPRISE~

-The one where Pedri pretends to forget his gf’s birthday-

In the vibrant city of Barcelona, summer was approaching, which meant June was just around the corner, and with it came the anticipation of a special occasion - Y/N's birthday, just two weeks away.

As Y/N's birthday approached, she couldn't help but feel a little anxious. In the past, Pedri had always surprised her with thoughtful gestures, but this time, he seemed preoccupied and didn't mention anything about her special day. Doubts started to creep into her mind, wondering if he had forgotten.

On the morning of her birthday, Y/N received no birthday wishes from Pedri. Her heart sank, and she tried to hide her disappointment, convincing herself that maybe he had been too busy with football.

Feeling down, Y/N decided to spend the day doing things she enjoyed. She went to the park, her favorite spot, and took a walk, trying to shake off her sadness. She had grown used to people forgetting her birthday in the past, so she pretended it didn't hurt as much.

Meanwhile, Pedri was busy making the final preparations for the surprise party. He had enlisted the help of Gavi, Ferran, and Eric Garcia, who were excited to celebrate their friend's special day.

As the day passed, Y/N's sadness started to lift as she tried to enjoy her birthday despite the absence of any plans with Pedri. Little did she know that he was secretly coordinating with her friends to organize the surprise party.

In the late afternoon, while Y/N was sitting on a bench at the park, lost in her thoughts, there was a tap on her shoulder. She turned around to find Gavi standing there, holding a mysterious envelope.

Gavi: (excitedly) Hey, Y/N! I've got something for you!

Y/N: (curious) For me? What is it?

Gavi: (handing her the envelope) Open it and find out.

Y/N opened the envelope and found a heartfelt letter inside. It was from Pedri, expressing his love and explaining the surprise he had planned for her. He asked her to trust him and follow the instructions in the letter.

As she read Pedri's words, tears welled up in her eyes. She hadn't expected this, and she started to realize how much he truly cared for her.

"Y/N, my love,

As the sun rises on your special day, I want you to know how much you mean to me. You are the light of my life, and every moment spent with you is a treasure I hold close to my heart.

I know things have been tough lately, and I'm sorry for not always being there like I should. Football can be demanding, but it should never take precedence over you.

Today, I wanted to surprise you in a way that would make you feel truly special. I hope you know that pretending to forget your birthday was never meant to hurt you. It was a chance to create a memory that we could cherish forever.

You are my rock, mi amor, and your happiness means everything to me. I promise to be more present, to listen to your needs, and to prioritize our relationship above all else.

You deserve the world, and I want to be the one to give it to you. You've brought so much joy into my life, and I can't imagine a day without you by my side.

Tonight, as you follow the clues and make your way to the park, know that it's a testament to the love I have for you. I've enlisted the help of our friends, who are as excited as I am to celebrate your special day.

I want to see your beautiful smile, and I want you to feel loved and cherished in every moment we share. You are the love of my life and I promise to make every day as special as this one.

So, my love, let the surprises unfold, and let your heart be filled with joy. This is just the beginning of a lifetime of happiness together.

Happy birthday, amor. You are my everything, and I love you more than words can express.

Forever yours,

Pedri"

The letter brought tears of happiness to Y/N's eyes, and her heart swelled with love. She realized how much Pedri cared for her and how wrong she was to doubt his feelings.

Filled with excitement and anticipation, Y/N followed the clues in the letter, each step leading her closer to the big surprise. Finally, as the sun began to set, Y/N arrived at a beautifully decorated park, adorned with colorful lights and balloons. She saw familiar faces, her friends, and teammates, and her heart swelled with joy.

Ferran: (excited) Happy birthday, Y/N!

Eric Garcia: (smiling) We've been waiting for you!

Y/N: (overwhelmed) This is incredible! I can't believe you guys did all this.

Gavi: Pedri wanted to make it special for you.

As the evening went on, Y/N was overwhelmed with happiness as more of her friends and teammates arrived to celebrate her birthday. Pedri appeared with a bouquet of flowers and a sheepish smile, revealing his elaborate plan.

Pedri: I wanted to surprise you amor! I pretended to forget so this moment could be even more special.

Y/N: (teary-eyed) You succeeded, Pedri. I can't believe you did all of this for me.

Pedri: You deserve the world, Y/N. I'm sorry for pretending to forget, but I hope this makes up for it. He said then kissed her.

Y/N: It definitely does. Thank you for making this birthday unforgettable.

As the night went on, they danced under the twinkling lights, swaying to the rhythm of their love. Pedri held her close and kissed her on her forehead, so many times, and Y/N felt like she was floating on air. All the doubts and sadness from earlier had vanished into thin air, replaced by the certainty that Pedri was the one for her.

Later, as the party started to wind down, Pedri pulled Y/N aside to a quiet corner of the park.

Pedri: (softly) Hey amor.. I'm so sorry for making you worry and pretending to forget. I didn't want to hurt you, but I wanted to surprise you in a special way.

Y/N: No baby I understand. It was a beautiful surprise, but I have to admit I was hurt at first. But it was part of the surprise right? It’s okay love.

Pedri: (looking into her eyes) I promise you, Y/N, I will never forget the birth of the love of my life. You mean everything to me, and I want to be there for every moment, big or small.

Y/N: (teary-eyed) You know, I used to pretend it didn't hurt when people forgot my birthday, but with you, it felt different.

Pedri: (whispering) Because you are different, mi amor. You're the love of my life, my everything. From now on, I promise to cherish you and make you feel loved every single day. He kissed her more and more.

Y/N: (softly) I believe you, Pedri. You've proven that tonight.

Pedri: (smiling) And I will keep proving it for the rest of our lives, amor.

Y/N: (with a gentle smile) I love you, Pedri.

Pedri's brown eyes were like warm, melted chocolate, captivating and inviting. They held a depth of emotion that spoke volumes without him saying a word. When he looked at Y/N, his eyes sparkled with affection, making her heart flutter. They were a window to his soul, and in their gaze, she found comfort and love.

As the sun set, casting a golden glow around them, Pedri leaned in, and their lips met in a soft, delicate union. It was a kiss that spoke of love, tenderness, and a promise of forever. In that moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them, entwined in a dance of unspoken desires.

Pedri pulled back slightly, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I can't wait to go home," he whispered.

Y/N's curiosity piqued, and she grinned playfully. "Why? What are we gonna do then?"

"It's a secret, mi amor," Pedri replied with a playful smile, and he winked at her. "It's for my bday girl only.”

Her heart skipped a beat, a delightful tingle of excitement running through her. "Oh, really? I can't wait to find out."

As they stepped back from the kiss, Pedri couldn't stop himself from pulling Y/N into a warm embrace. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close, as if he never wanted to let go. His teammates, who had been watching the sweet exchange, couldn't resist teasing him.

Gavi, with a playful grin, called out, "Aww, look at Pedri being all lovey-dovey. Looks like someone's a little baby."

Eric and Ferran joined in the teasing, laughing playfully. "Yeah, Pedri, you're like a big softie," Eric added.

Pedri blushed but couldn't help but smile, not the least bit embarrassed by their banter. "Hey, she's special, and I want her to know it," he defended, holding Y/N a little tighter.

Y/N blushed too, feeling her heart swell with affection for him. She couldn't have asked for a more loving and caring partner. "Well, I'm lucky to have such a sweet boyfriend," she replied, her voice filled with genuine fondness.

Their teammates chuckled, delighted to see Pedri so smitten with Y/N. They knew he had found something truly special in her, and they couldn't be happier for their friend.

However, Gavi couldn't help but take it a step further. "If you two ever break up, I'll never believe in love again!" he exclaimed dramatically, earning a few eye rolls and laughs from the group.

Eric playfully nudged Gavi, saying, "Dude, way to ruin the mood!"

Everyone burst into laughter, and in the midst of the playful banter, Eric couldn't resist giving Gavi a light shoulder snap. "Relax, man, they're clearly meant for each other," Eric said, laughing.

Gavi pretended to wince dramatically, but his smile gave away that he was just playing along. "Okay, okay, I get it," he chuckled. "But seriously, you two are adorable together."

As the night continued, the time had come for Y/N to open the thoughtful gifts from her friends. She sat in the center of the gathering, surrounded by her loved ones, her heart filled with gratitude.

Gavi was the first to hand her an envelope. "I'm terrible at picking gifts, so I hope you don't mind," he chuckled nervously.

Y/N smiled warmly and opened the envelope, finding a card inside.

"Dear Y/N," she read out loud, "I know you can buy yourself whatever you want, but I thought this might come in handy. Happy birthday!" She opened the card to find 5000€ tucked inside. Y/N couldn't help but laughed at Gavi's gift.

"Wow, Gavi? 5000€?" Mikky teased, shaking her head with a grin. "You know you could've just gone to Sephora and bought her a bunch of birthday gift sets."

Gavi looked a bit puzzled, "Sephora? What's that?"

The group burst into laughter,. "Oh, Gavi, it's a cosmetics and beauty store. They have all sorts of amazing gifts for women, they've got everything from makeup and skincare to perfumes and fancy gift boxes." Mikky explained.

Gavi scratched his head, still a bit perplexed, "Well, I thought money would give her more options, no?"

Y/N laughed and said , "It's okay, Gavi. I appreciate the thought, and I can definitely find something nice to treat myself with."

Next in line was Ferran, who presented her with a small, beautifully wrapped box. "I hope you like it," he said with a shy smile.

Y/N eagerly opened the box to find a delicate Coco Chanel bracelet with a simple yet elegant design. "OMG Ferran, this is stunning! Thank you so much," she said, admiring the gift and putting it on her wrist. She hugged Ferran, grateful for the thoughtful present.

Eric handed her a gift bag with a playful grin. "I hope you're never late for anything now," he joked.

Y/N opened the bag to find an Apple watch inside. "Oh, wow! This is amazing! I’ll never late again after this, thank you, Eric," she exclaimed, touched by his gesture. She knew that Eric was always punctual, and his gift was a thoughtful reminder to cherish every moment.

As the evening went on, she received a surprise gift from De Jong and Mikky. They handed her a beautifully wrapped box, adorned with a luxurious ribbon.

"I hope you like it, Y/N," Mikky said with a warm smile.

Y/N carefully opened the box to reveal a gorgeous Dior bag. Her eyes widened in amazement, and she looked at the couple with gratitude. "I can't believe this! Thank you both so much. It's perfect," she said, feeling incredibly lucky to have such thoughtful friends.

Just as Y/N thought the gift-giving was over, Ansu and Balde approached her with cheeky smiles, holding a box between them.

Ansu chuckled mischievously. "We couldn't resist teasing you and Pedri a bit," he said.

Y/N raised an eyebrow, curious about the contents of the box. As she opened it, her eyes widened at the sight of cute baby clothes inside. “Oh, you two! Teasing us already?" Y/N said with a smile, pretending to be embarrassed.

Balde grinned, "Hey, we thought we'd give you a little preview of the future!"

Ansu added, "Who knows, maybe we'll be celebrating a double birthday next year!"

Y/N laughed and shook her head, feeling touched by the playful gesture. "Well, thank you anyway. They're adorable, even though there’s no baby." she said.

“Yet…” Balde said. They all laughed.

As the laughter subsided, Pedri knew it was the perfect moment to surprise Y/N with his special gift. He held her hand and smiled,

With a mischievous grin, Pedri said, "Now now, it's my turn to surprise you, amor."

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small envelope. He handed it to Y/N, who looked at him with excitement and curiosity.

"What could this be?" Y/N wondered aloud as she opened the envelope. Her eyes widened in amazement when she saw the VIP ticket for Taylor Swift's Eras Tour.

“Pedri, is this real? Taylor Swift's Eras Tour VIP ticket?! No way! Pedri, how did you manage to get this babe? I've been trying to get tickets for so long!" Y/N exclaimed, her heart racing with excitement.

Pedri chuckled, "I pulled some strings and managed to get it just for you. I know how much you love Taylor Swift and how disappointed you were about not getting the tickets. I want to make sure you get to see your favorite artist perform up close. You've been wanting to go to this tour for so long, right?”.

Y/N's heart swelled with love and appreciation. She hugged Pedri tightly, "Yes!! Thank you, thank you so much! This is the best gift ever! I love you so much!!"

The group cheered, happy to witness Y/N's elation. Y/N turned to face them, still holding onto Pedri's hand, "Guys, he got me the Taylor Swift VIP ticket! Can you believe it?"

Gavi grinned, "Wow, Pedri, you're officially the best boyfriend ever!"

Eric and Ferran nodded in agreement, "Yeah, you set the bar pretty high for all of us now!"

The group laughed, and Y/N couldn't stop beaming with joy. She felt so lucky to have Pedri in her life, and the VIP ticket was the cherry on top of her already incredible birthday celebration.

Without hesitation, Y/N leaned in and kissed Pedri in front of everyone. The cheers and applause from their friends only added to the magic of the moment. As they pulled away, Y/N looked at Pedri with so much love in her eyes, "I love you, Pedri."

Pedri smiled, "I love you too, baby."

As the night went on, the celebration continued with laughter, music, and dancing. Y/N felt surrounded by love, not only from Pedri but also from her wonderful friends. The surprises, gifts, and heartfelt words made this birthday truly unforgettable.

And as she looked into Pedri's eyes, she knew that this was only the beginning of their beautiful journey together. With the support of their amazing friends and the love they shared, Y/N was certain that their future would be filled with happiness, surprises, and cherished moments.

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[judgementdaysunshine]

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Frankie "catfish" morales

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Santiago "pope" garcia

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[futbolfanficpunk]

Meeting Eric in Manchester

Player:Eric García Word Count: 1270+ You meet Eric Garcia through his mate Adrian Bernabé when he is playing for Manchester City, he asks you out. Themes: Flirting, Fluff

It was spring in Manchester, it was still a bit chilly in the city but you were feeling pretty warm under the blanket, with your heater on. You could hear that your roommate was already awake, banging pans, and preparing her breakfast. It smelled like toasted bread but you didn’t feel like waking up just yet. You wanted to be in bed reminiscing about what had happened last night.

You went to see your friend Adrian play for the Manchester City Under-23 team against Liverpool U-23 at the stadium. Adrian and you had met at your university, at a charity event that Man City had organized, you had helped put together because of your student job with the uni. Adrian talked your ear off and you hit it off. He was sort of a flirt, and you liked it because you were too. At the stadium, he got you had really good seats for the game, Adrian had left you two tickets, for you and your friend Sara. Sara was one of your friends from uni and a foreign exchange student from Italy. You both were excited and had dressed up in cute outfits and did your hair and makeup. Adrian played well that day. He was fast, effective, and composed. You noticed that lots of people were taking pictures with someone seated a few rows under and to the right of you, but didn’t know who he was. After the last whistle was blown, Adrian seemed to look for you right away, he waved at you and you waved back. He made a few hand singles and gestures to tell you to wait around and to look at your phone. After a long while, someone from the Man City staff came over to escort you to the area near the dressing room.  Adrian, showered and changed, came out with a tall young man with glasses. It was the guy that people were taking pictures with. “Hey girls!” he said excitedly with his cute Spanish accent as he gave both you and Sara kisses on each cheek. “This is my friend Eric,” he said while pointing to Eric. “These are Y/N and Sara” You waved at him. He smiled with his mouth closed and waved back. “Shall we all go out?” asked Adrian “I have the perfect place, let’s all go in my car.” You all ended up in a pub nearby, although the boys said they were only going to have one beer because beer is basically prohibited within their diet. “You’re an athlete too?” you asked Eric

Adrian answered for him “Eric is playing with the first team, he’s playing under Guardiola now. If you watch the games, you’ll see him. Eric García, number 50.” 

Eric nodded and said “So, yes, I’m an athlete too” 

“But do you wear sports glasses to play football?” you asked while staring at his glasses. “I wear contacts” he explained

“Of course you do.” you said embarrassedly while fixing your hair.

Adrian asked if you and Sara wanted anything to drink, 

“I’ll take a beer, whatever type you guys are drinking.” you replied.

“I’m going to have to go with you because I don’t know what I want.” said Sara

“Ok, come with me” said Adrian and as he left he asked her where her accent was from as he put his arm around her shoulders.

Eric and you were left alone for a few minutes, so you decided to ask him about himself. He explained that he was from Barcelona but had been here for two years now. His English was very good, he had a thick accent, which you found so attractive. He was indeed a walking tall, dark and handsome Spanish athlete stereotype. 

Adrian and Sara came back talking and giggling, gave you both the pints of beers they got and kept talking while basically ignoring you and Eric. “I guess they hit if off” you chuckled awkwardly while facing Eric

“So, I guess we’re left to fend for ourselves, just you and me now,” said Eric “Cheers!” he grinned as he clinked his glass onto yours

You spent the night talking, drinking small sips of beer, making fun of Adrian and Sara who were already making out, cracking jokes, a bit flirting, and talking about football, and basketball which you knew a little about. This Eric guy seemed really laid back guy and was easy to talk to, you thought while you looked at him speak As Eric finished his beer, he looked at you and asked “Can I tell you something?”

“Sure, what is it?” your heart started racing as a consequence of the flirty squint in his eye

“I think you’re really pretty, Y/N” he said calmly and he leaned towards you

“Oh! That’s sweet!” you said, slightly surprised “I think you’re really pretty too”

Eric laughed and moved closer to you

“Look, I think you should give me your number and let me take you out on a date. Yea?” said Eric confidently

You look over and Sara and Adrian talking close to each other while almost kissing again.

“Yea, I don’t see why not” you realized that almost sounds like you weren’t into the idea too much “I mean, that would be great. Really cool!” you insisted while blushing. You wrote your number on his phone and he texted you so could save his.

“Hostia!” Eric said “It’s 1am! I have to go home! I have training tomorrow. I’ll take a cab, I’m not waiting for Adrian.”

“If you’re leaving, I’m leaving!” you said and turned to Adrian and Sara and shouted through the music “Darlings! I’m going home, have fun! We’ll talk soon! it’s so good to see Adrian” and you gave them both kisses on each cheek like Adrian likes to do.

“Y tu, Eric?” asked Adrian as he saw Eric stand up from the couch.

“Me voy, tio, entreno mañana a las 10. Te escribo mañana, okay?” and said goodbye with a hug.

You were ordering an uber on the sidewalk in front of the pub when Eric stood next to you and said “I ordered a cab, I have a guy who gave me his number, he knows me now, and should be here in a minute or two.” “Almost like having a private driver, isn’t it?” you said as you looked up from your phone to look at him “Mine should be here in five.” “Do you want me to wait for your uber?” Eric offered.

“No, that’s ok but thanks” you replied. This Eric was a gentleman, you thought. 

As the cab parked in front of the pub, he leaned to say goodbye with a kiss on each cheek, Eric said “Vale, bella, Cab's here. I’ll write to you tomorrow, OK”

Once he got really close, you got a scent of him, he smelled of light cologne and hair gel, which made you feel all warm inside and giddy.

You couldn’t wait to see him again, so you told yourself to be brave.

“Hey...!” you shouted as you stopped him from closing the cab’s door all the way and opened it.

“Make sure you text me,” you said, and you went for it; you softly kissed his lips for a few seconds, “Ok?” you said as you pulled back out of the cab

“Okay. I’ll make sure” he said with a wide grin as he nodded.

And there you were, the next morning, cuddling with your pillow thinking of him. When your phone vibrated on your night table. It was Eric

Good morning, Y/N! I have a busy day today, and I play tomorrow but I’m free Sunday after 3pm. Could we meet then? It was great to meet you. x.

#eric garcia #eric garcia imagine #eric garcia fanfic #eric garcia fanfiction #eric garcia x reader #eric garcia futbol imagine #eric garcia football imagine #football imagine #futbol imagine #football fanfic

[okimargarvez]

Inside the (crazy) mind of a garvez shipper (35)

Sam, I mean the love interest of Garcia, and one of her boyfriends, has the same Italian dubber as Luke. It's Roberto Giammino.

[Obviously he was the voice actor even for Eric Delko in CSI : Miami.]

Anyway, this means that I can (and all who understands Italian) listen to all Garcia/Sam moments, closing my eyes and imagining that there is Luke in place of Sam.

😉

Inside the crazy mind of a garvez shipper - masterlist

#garvez #criminal minds #cm #penelope garcia #luke alvez #luke x penelope #penelope x garcia #luke alvez x penelope garcia #penelope garcia x luke alvez #sam #dubbing #adam rodriguez #eric delko

[didishawn]

eric garcia smut pls being pedri's sister and fcking behind his back

What Pedri doesn't know won't hurt him (Eric Garcia × Reader) smut

Warnings: smut, very little Spanish, public sex and getting caught, set back on Ferran's birthday

Masterlist

It had been a while since Eric has caught you all alone, and today doesn't seem like it either, with your brothers and father going around, watchful gaze on everyone who interacts with you, not even him, one of Pedri's best friend is safe from suspicion, all your interactions are well patrolled.

Eric really hopes, they can't see your cheeky face, the lustful look on your eye, your teasing smile, small touches.

He didn't think it would be so easy to get away, but apparently his best friend's birthday is enough of a ocasión for Pedri to drink, your father chatting happily with some man and Fer is not one to miss on a good party.

You two are giggling, as you escape from where everyone is, he leads you, he knows the place the best, taking you into a bathroom that no one should feel the necessity to use and as soon as the door is closed, your arms are around his neck and lips against his.

"Tenemos que ser rápidos" he tells you as you separate, big glossy eyes looking up at him as he almost groans at the pretty sight. (we have to be fast)

His hands are fast on his belt as he pushes his pants down just enough, then they are on you, pushing your panties aside as he admired the wet patch on them. He leans you over the sink, eyes meeting yours through the window as he doesn't wait a minute to pound into you.

His hands is over your mouth as your moaning is loud, having lost practice after so many time, his lips are attached to your neck, the pace he goes at is rough, balls hitting against you as his cock kisses your cervix.

He is so big inside you, it's been far too long, you damm Pedri and his overprotectiveness, the same with Fer and since you Dad is home everything is so fucking difficult, doesn't matter how many times the man pounding into you has tried to sneak into you house, it always fails.

One hand travels fast, fingers pinching and circling over your clit, all of this must be fast, hard, you can't be away for too long.

This is not the usual love making, this is raw, hard fucking.

He makes sure your eyes are on him when you tighten up around him, making him let out a guttural moan, it's all so animalistic, he is rutting into you, you are milking him of everything he is worth, his balls are so tight and so full, his hand doesn't do you justice, nor does his imagination and the secret folder on his phone that has your naked, seductive self as the protagonist of all pictures and videos.

You cum around him, letting out a scream he makes sure is as quiet as possible, he pulls out and as always you get on your knees for him, watching his head push back as he jerks off, tip of his cock on your tongue as you tease him, making sure to swallow everything once he too reaches his extasis.

"Joder, casi había olvidado lo bien que se sentía dentro tuya" he comments as he playfully smacks your ass, ignoring the glare you give him through the off gaze on your eyes. (shit, I had almost forgotten how good it feels inside you)

He helps you clean up, he was raised to be a gentleman, yet a thief as he keeps your panties for the meantime as god knows when you will be able to sneak away again.

You lips meet in a sweet kiss for the last time and he can still taste himself on you tongue.

He opens the door, the goofy smile on his face drops as he sees the sight.

"Bueno, parece os lo habéis pasado genial, ¿no?" (well, it seems you had a great time, am I right?)

Pedri, Fer, your father and an amused Ferran all waiting arms crossed outside for you, and Eric knows that first he won't ever hear the end of this, and second that he should start running as he bests the talk about to go down is not a pretty one.

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