#fermin Lopez x reader

[iaeriy]

bad days, huh? // fermin lopez x reader

summary; when your boyfriend looses a match so the only option is a stress reliever.

warnings; spanish translated sentences, oral sex; f&m! rec, unprotected sex, angry fermin!, angry sex, after care.

word count: 2.5k !!

a/n; NOT PROOFREAD. soo, finally a solo fermin fic yayyy! this took two days surprisingly, christmas eve and christmas.. i just finished right now && I DONT LIKE IT. now i will be HOPEFULLY fixing my masterlist and adding more stuff to it. anywhoo, hope you enjoy! 🎀

not too long ago you were watching the girona and barçelona match, knowing girona were doing good the season, there was already bad luck for barçelona. shot, after shot after shot from fermin and the others, the game ended with 2-4, you knew you’d be getting an upset fermin or just a non talkative fermin. you turned off the match the second they lost, you had texted fermin but you got left on opened, so there was your sign. an upset fermin, who knew what’d he be bringing home with the energy. now, you were currently laying on your bed, the lamp being the only source of light after you were writing on your book marking some pages, you grabbed your phone opening it and still no message nor call from him. the sounds of cars driving by and just the wind hitting by the window were heard, everything around you was quiet until the second the door was opened then slammed loudly, you sighed before flipping the page off your book as fermin walked in and looked at you, your eyes peeking out the book as you looked up at him. “no me mandaste mensaje de regreso..” (you didn’t send me a message back..) you said as he looked at you, “¿tuve que hacerlo?” (did i have to?) he said walking to the bathroom putting his stuff in the closet, you sighed putting your book down, rolling your eyes before you got up walking to the bathroom, “no..ni te importa..” (no..you don’t even care..) you mumbled as he looked at you, “como que no me importa? obviamente tu crees que estoy en buen humor.” (what do you mean i dont care? obviously you think i’m in a good mood.) he said before you looked at him, “mkay.” you said walking back inside the room before he slammed the bathroom door again, you got in the covers as you heard him turn the shower on.

you got in the covers laying down as you went on your phone, scrolling through instagram. nothing but a bunch of posts about today’s match, you looked at the bathroom door before you pulled off your shorts, now being in the tanktop and your panties as you grabbed your book again, filling in some of the pages. you were reading through before the door opened again after a few minutes, your eyes slowly peeked out of the book watching fermín walk around shirtless. you bit down on your lip before putting your book away, inside the nightstand drawer before you went on your phone. he was wearing just sweats and no shirt before he laid next to you going on his phone as well, you looked at him at the corner of your eye. he was definitely upset, you had something in mind but it was already late, “so no me vas hablar? o te vas a quedar callado como pendejo.” (so you’re not going to talk to me? or are you going to stay quiet like an idiot.) you said putting your phone away as he looked at you, “mejor cállate la boca.” (instead shut your mouth.) he said as you tilted your head, “en serio?” (seriously?) you said before he went quiet, the volume of his tiktok just being heard before grabbing his phone placing it on your nightstand as you cradled his lap sitting on his crotch. “talk to me..” you whispered cupping his cheek as he looked at you, you looked at him rubbing his cheek with your thumb, his breathing getting louder before he flipped you over. you giggled as your back hit the sheets, your head resting on the pillow, your arms wrapping around his neck as you pulled him closely, leaning into his ear. “take it out on me..i want to feel you..” you whispered as he chuckled, “works with me.” he said as you kissed him deeply, he kissed back holding onto your waist.

your lips moving with his as he pressed his body against yours, you felt his bulge slightly growing as you moaned once he bit down on your lip, his tongue slipping inside your mouth tongue fighting with yours. you smacked his arm before he pinned your hand above your head, you whined before he grabbed your chin pulling away from the kiss. “what’d you tell me? that i was allowed to take it out on you, i’m in charge. not you.” he said before you rolled your eyes as he slapped your hip, grabbing you from your back before he laid down. you were now on his lap, you looked at him before he tugged on the shirt, you swallowed nervously now thinking. what did you get yourself into. he lifted it up slightly, your boobs barely bouncing out as you slapped his hand off. “slappy much today?” he said, you attempted to crawl off before he pulled you down now infront of his bulge. you looked up at him as he chuckled at your reaction, “it’s not going to suck itself preciosa.” he said as you swallowed down your saliva before you pulled down his joggers, his cock aching under the fabric before your hands wrapped the hem of his boxers, pulling them down as his length sprung out now laying against his tummy. you licked a long stripe around his length as he groaned tugging your hair slightly, his hand wrapping behind your hair holding onto the back of your head as you stroked the rest of his cock that you couldn’t take in your mouth, his groans began getting louder as your tongue hit beneath his balls, you held in a gag. “fuuuck cariño..” he said before pulling your shirt up as your boobs popped out, you pulled your mouth away taking your shirt off as he smirked at your actions before you placed your mouth back around his length.

you continued bobbing your head as spit trickled down, you held onto his thighs before he sat up, he pushed your head down. your head bobbling deeply as you gagged around him, your tongue swirling around the base before more spit trickled down to his balls as you moaned around him. your heart fluttering and your pussy throbbing at the sounds of his groans and low moans, he thrusted his hips up into your mouth as you moaned around him again. your eyes tearing up at the burning sensation in your throat, you gripped onto his hips. “i-i ca..can’t..” you gurgled out before he pulled his cock out your mouth, you coughed as spit fell from the corner of your lip. you looked at him before he sat on his knees, “go on..” he said as you widened your eyes nodding your head, you wrapped your mouth around him again before he pushed your head down again thrusting his hips into your mouth, he began to fuck his cock into your mouth as you gripped onto his waist before he slapped your hand off. “remember what you said earlier? hm?” he said as you gagged around him before he pulled out your mouth, a string of saliva around the tip as you spat on his chest before he glared at you.

“en serio?”(are you serious?) he said as you swallowed down nervously before he pushed you down you were now laying against the pillows, your lips all plumped and your eyes glossy from the sensation. he opened your legs, spitting down onto you before he rubbed himself against your folds, a whine escaping from your lips before he slid himself inside your glistening hole. you arched your back at the stretch as he groaned out feeling you tighten up at first, “w-wait..” you said as he shook his head, “can’t.” he said before thrusting into you, pushing your hips down as you moaned loudly trying to cover your face into the pillows before he grabbed your jaw staring down at you, “you agreed to this. now deal with—“ he pulled your hips up looking for that specific spot, “—it.. s-so fucking tight.” he said groaning loudly before he thrusted harshly as your eyes rolled back with a moan of his name, your hands gripped onto the duvet as you felt him thrusting deeply into you, his hips thrusting slowly and hardly into you causing the bedboard to hit against the wall. you bit down on your lip as he fondled with your boob, “so glad i-i have you.” he whispered before burrying his face into your neck, thrusting into you. your legs slightly opening up even more as your cheeks tinted pink at the sound of your wetness combining with the sound of your skin slapping against his pelvic bone. your hands running down his back, scratching his back when you felt the tip of his cock hit your g-spot as your legs wrapped around his waist, his thrusts getting deeper. your moans getting louder as you whined in between your moans, “i-i need..m-more of..y-you..” you murmured as he chuckled, “mi princesa..” he whispered into your ear as you breathed shakily.

he continued thrusting as you shook your head he continued thrusting as you shook your head, he pounded into your g-spot over and over and over again. the butterflies in your stomach overwhelming you before he backed away from your neck, he chuckled before throwing both your legs onto his shoulder. the angle making it much deeper for him a groan spilling mouth as he watched your facial expressions. your brain was fucked out, your moans mewling out const even stopping. you cried out as he lifted your hips thrusting into your spot, you were about to bury your face into the white pillow before he grabbed your chin you look at him, you looked up at him. your eyes all teary as you saw sparkles in fermins eyes, you whined as he chuckled, “look at me hermosa..” he said as you nodded your head, your stomach starting to slowly warm around your lower area before he felt you tighten up around him, “close aren’t you?” he tilted his head as you nodded your head, he chuckled lowering down to your height as he kissed your forehead before he held onto your your hips, penetrating mercilessly into you as you choked on the air, “fermin! o-oh my g-god!” a whiny sound escaping your lips as he gripped your boobs slapping them, “so glad we agreed to this..fuck..” he groaned feeling you tighten again as you whined, his thrusts getting slower and harder at you tightening around him.

“i..i’m close..”

he pulled out before you whimpered at the emptyness, “why’d y-you..stop..” you said attempting to catch your breath before he pulled your legs off his shoulder as he kneeled down now infront of your clit, licking all over your juices. you screamed the over sensitivity starting to hit you as he sucked around your clitoral area, his tongue licking around your folds as your hand gripped onto his damped hair. “i-i can’t..f-fuck!” you screamed as you rolled your eyes at your orgasm, your hips lifting off the bed as he held onto your ass. you rode out your orgasm as you laid there, thighs shaking and your breathing being heavy.

he grabbed your waist turning you around to your stomach as you swallowed nervously, you moaned as he slapped your ass cheeks, “you don’t under-” he said pushing himself in, pulling his hips out before slamming his hips back in harshly, first time. “-stand, how much i tried.” he said as you moaned loudly into the sheets, your face burrying in the mattress before he pulled out again, “fucking..shot after—“ he said before slamming himself again, second time. a scream escaping from your lips as you gripped the sheets. “—shot after shot, i never made it in.” third time, as he said before thrusting harshly into you.

you screamed out yet again. you were slowly recovering from your previous orgasm, he was definitely angry.. as you were left with no time to adjust, no warnings. no nothing.

“i-i saw..” you said breathlessly as you moaned loudly at him pounding into your guts, you were biting into the sheets as he pounded harshly into you, pushing your back further as he gripped onto your hips tightly. his free hand slapping your ass taking his anger out on you as he chuckled, you were slightly shaking at the pain that wasn’t really turning into pleasure. “even the keeper tried to argue with me.” he said thrusting his hips in and out of you as he spoke, you gripped onto the duvet as he continued drilling his hips into you. he sneaked his hand under your tummy before his fingertips gazed across your clit, slightly rubbing on it as you shrieked, his hand rubbing in circles as he pounded himself into you. you moaned into the duvet as he rubbed your folds, suddenly you were at a frenzy. your eyes rolled to the back of your head, your body trembling and your eyebags all wet. he continued thrusting into you as you felt him twitch before he smacked your clit harshly. you screamed as you jolted at every thrust, you were crying underneath him as your moans covered the sounds of your sniffling before he began thrusting his cock sloppily inside you, “dios mío, estás temblando tanto.. joder! voy a-“ (oh my god, you’re shaking so much.. fuck! i’m going to-) he said before he shot his loads inside you, his cum filling you up before he pulled out as you fell on your stomach, you had your cheek resting on the duvet as he looked at you, “ven..” (come here..) he said as you sat up, your body all shaking and limped before he pulled you closely, carrying you to your spot on your bed before he laid next to you.

your head was resting on his chest, hearing his heartbeat pounding quickly as he was trying to recover from the session, you were somewhat still slightly tearing up as he looked down at you. “está bien..shhh..estoy aquí contigo..” (it’s okay..shh.. i’m here with you..) he said wiping your tears with his thumb, he kissed your forehead as you smiled lazily. “no te duele?” (does it hurt?) he said as you nodded your head, “p-poquito..no m-mucho..” you murmured, nuzzling your head against his chest, he chuckled rubbing your back in circles with his thumb as you smiled. “gracias por pensar en esta idea..” (thank you for thinking about this idea..) he said as you kissed his cheek, “mmmm..te a-amo..” (i love you) you said as he looked down at you smiling at your tone, “te amo mas preciosa.” (i love you more pretty.) he said before you rested your head on the pillow, he burried his face into your neck as you giggled as you heard him fall asleep, his hands wrapping around your waist as you two dozed off soundly.

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[strawberryblue-blog]

Insecurities —FC Barcelona.

summary: How would they react to your insecurities?

warnings: none. sad, angst.

Pedri.

He can't stand to hear you cry because you hate your body, he will do his best to help you with that.

Little things that will make you start to look at yourself differently. He really supports you, he wants to show you how much he likes you, that it's okay to love yourself and that you can do better. You are precious to Pedri and he understands that you are not sure of yourself, so he will love you for both of you.

You don't have to be ashamed with him, Pedri also sometimes has his issues with self-doubt and insecurity, so he understands you. But he doesn't want you to keep suffering, he's going to love you just the way you are. You don't have to be the prettiest, or the thinnest, or the tallest. You just have to be you and that's enough for him.

Ferran Torres.

Ferran really loves to take pictures of you, even when he knows you hate them because you never look good in them. But for him you look so beautiful that he can't help it and wants to make a monument with your photos.

He is aware of your hatred of seeing yourself in photos or mirrors but he wants you to get over it, he wants to help you to be able to see yourself without hating yourself. Ferran loves you so much and obviously doesn't like to see you suffering, image is not everything. He cares about your well being, your mental health, your soul and your heart.

He will show all his love for you, kisses, caresses, hugs that will make you feel safe in his arms, sheltered and protected. He will upload pictures of you with beautiful phrases and will help you to overcome it little by little.

Pablo Gavi.

He is aware of all the effort you make every day to love yourself a little more, he is the reason why you do it and the person who supports you the most in that sense.

He understands your ups and downs that you usually have but he is glad that you alone can turn the situation around. He loves you just the way you are, no matter what you look like, he loves every part of your body and your personality. He doesn't want to burden you with it but if he could he would tell you at home second how beautiful you are on the outside and especially on the inside.

He hopes that together you can get through this, loving and supporting each other like you normally do. He can't wait to show you the immense love he has for you, make you feel loved, wanted and safe. That when you are with him, you can be you completely.

Joao Felix.

He really strives to help you love him every day, with his words, with his caresses, with his heart. Joao usually brings out his most romantic side when we talk about you.

You don't have to pretend to feel good with him, you can tell him anything you want, you can cry, you can just say nothing, Joao will be there for you. He will deny and help you understand that not everything is physical and that your mind is your strongest armor.

He fell in love with you in every possible way, he doesn't need you to be pretty, or tall, or slim, Joao wants to be your refuge, to love you and show you that he will be with you when you need him the most and that he will support you in everything.

Fermin Lopez.

He doesn't like to hear you say that you don't like such and such a thing about yourself, or that you would like to change something about yourself, he hates it. Because he loves every corner of you shamelessly, he admires you and is proud of who you are. He doesn't care about anything but your happiness and love.

Fermin thinks you are the most beautiful woman in the world, he chose you for a reason, everything about you made him fall in love. Neither your height, nor your weight, nor your skin color, nor your language define you. He knows your heart, your intentions, your abilities and that makes him fall in love with you every day.

Sometimes he thinks the world is too cruel and that no one should feel that way, so he will try to help you in any way he can, he wants you to know that he will be there for you no matter what and that he loves you more than anyone else.

Marc Guiu.

If there is someone who understands you, it is Marc. He is also a bit insecure with himself, you are still young and growing. Sometimes he thinks that he is not enough and that he could do better, that maybe you are too much for him. But you know how to support each other in spite of that.

Marc loves you with all your problems and insecurities, just as you love him. You don't need anything but your love for each other to survive. You learned to know each other, to understand each other, to listen to each other and most importantly to love each other.

You are both so secure when you are together, when you laugh, when you kiss, when you love each other, when you are yourselves.Your hearts will grow stronger and your minds will heal little by little as long as you have each other.

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[gadriezmannsgirl]

Hi, I absolutely love your writing!

I wanted to ask if you could write a Fermín x reader where reader works at the club as one of the fitness trainers and Fermín has the biggest crush on her, and gets teased all the time by his teammates because he get’s completely flustered all the time she helps him with something. At the end he is tired of their teasing and finally asks her out, and he’s really shy toward her. Thank you ❤️

My first Fermín fic ever🥹✨🫶🏼 Hope you'll like this, please let me know, feedback is really important to me!

By Your Side -F.L32

Summary: You're his fitness trainer but he wants you to be something more

You were dreaming. You felt like you were even though you knew you weren't. Dreams do come true. You remember crying when you graduated with honors at School of Physical Activity and Sport Sciences, but you cried even more knowing that the FC Barcelona wanted you to do your internship with them after creating a customized training program.

Not only you got to met your favorite players, you got to work with them and be part of your favorite club, being someone important in the team and for them to take your words and opinions into consideration. To ask you questions, guides on how to be better, how to work out to avoid an injury...

However, being young and female, people- mostly men, liked to make fun of it. Why would a girl be doing in a men's world? Thank heavens, your club supported you and praised you for your hard work and mostly, the ones who were doing it were the players. You had to be constantly around them, making a diet, doing a program, training and everything...

So it wasn't hard for you to get along with them and mostly with the younger ones like Ferran, Pedri, Lamine, Marc G, Gavi, Alejandro and Fermín. You joked with them and had a running joke with each one, your banter only understandable by you guys.

On the other hand, crushing over one of the players? Now, that wasn't on your list but you couldn't help it, he's sweet and funny, shy and aggressive, soft outside the pitch and hard inside, he's very intelligent and hardworking, treating you right in and outside work.

You sighed watching his name in your list. Fermín López.

And a small smile broke into your face.

There was one thing everyone understood but you. Fermín's crush on you. He didn't meant it. You are pretty, yes. But once he got to know you his attraction for you went more than just looks. Every time he spent with you, he fell more for you. And everyone knew it. And often he got teased by it.

Whenever you passed by, stopped to talk or even when your name was mentioned in a conversation, the tables would turn and the teasing would get to him, making him shake his head at his friends and coworkers while hang his head low for no one to see the obvious blush that covered his cheeks.

"Pero pídele una cita, chaval" (Ask her out on a date, dude) Ferran said hitting Fermín's shoulder

"¿Podréis parar un poco?" (Can you stop for a little bit?) Fermín said looking at both, Ferran and Lamine

"Venga, Trujillo" (C'mon, Trujillo) Pedri appeared in his other side "You never know if she wants it, as well"

"She's just our fitness trainer tho. I wouldn't want her to end up in a mess just because I like her"

"You never know what can happen, Fer" Ferran said patting his back "The worst thing could be her ending up fired" All the looks went to Ferran "What?"

"Tiburón, mejor no hables" (Shark, it's better if you don't talk) Pedri said shaking his head at his best friend's antics

"Bueno... That's a posibility" Fermín said sighing

"I mean, it is. But it doesn't have to be like that"

"Sorry the interruption" You said "Pedri, you're doing it wrong" You smile "No wonder why you get easily injured" You joke shaking your head softly

"Hey, it's not my fault I'm fragile!" You stopped smiling giving him the right instructions

"Leg pulled out completely and chin up, go now" You said before turning to Fermín "Your back, señor" You said straightening your back to show him "Good!" You smile "Keep the work, guys"

"Gracias, Y/N/N" He said in a breath as you smile at him

They saw how you went up to Gündogan and Cancelo who were doing push-up's.

"Stop drooling" Lamine said as both, Ferran and Pedri laughed as Fermín wanted to stop what he was doing and hit the back of the youngest head

"Si queréis, la próxima lo gritas más fuerte" (If you want, next time you scream it louder) Fermín said

"I can do that" The youngest didn't catched on Fermin's sarcasm

"And if he can't, we for sure can" Raphinha said with Jules besides him

"No ustedes también, por favor" (Not you too guys, please) Fermín said putting his head on his hands

"What's going on?" Frenkie says drying his face with a towel

"Fermín's crush on Y/N"

"Right! Are you going to tell her?" Frenkie asks winning a groan from him and a round of laughter from the guys

"Can you at least keep it down, guys? By the end of the routine she'll know about it"

"Is it a good or a bad thing?" Robert, who now joined to conversation, asked. Fermín let out a sigh when he saw you walk out the training room

"A very bad one"

"Why?"

"Because she's our fitness trainer and she could get in trouble?"

"Everyone knows you're friends outside this place with her and no one is commenting a thing on it-"

"As they should" Fermín said nodding his head

"So I don't think they'll say something if you ask her out on a date" Robert shrugged his shoulders

"But what if-?"

"Stop with that, you never know what might happen if you never try it" Araújo says with a smile "Besides, she might as well like you"

"And then you'll be a happy couple" Marc Casadó said

"Happy ever after, isn't it?" Oriol joked making everyone laugh and Fermín blush

"Stop guys" He said standing up from the machine "I'll be going"

"You can do it!"

"Good luck, chaval!" Gündogan yelled being followed by everyone

Once Fermín was out the training room, he pushed his weight onto the door, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

He loved his co-workers, teammates and his friends to death but dear god-

"Hola Fermín"

"¡Puta madre!" (Fuck's sake!) Fermín yelled out startled and startling you as well

"Hostias, I know I don't look good in my work clothes but it's not like that"

"No! No. You look great! You look great, believe me. I just didn't expect it" You laugh lightly seeing him worried

"I was kinda joking, Trujillo. Calm down" He blushed smiling at the nickname while you laughed softly

"¿Qué?" (What?)

"You're blushing"

"I'm sweaty, that's why" You both laugh as he tries to calm himself down

"Sure, of course" You nod giggling

"Pero que tú tambien estás sonrojada" (But you're also blushing)

"It's hot today!"

"Such a liar you are!" You laugh sticking your tongue out

"But in all seriousness... are you feeling okay? I saw you coming out from the room and you looked anxious. Is everything okay?"

"Yes, everything is fine! I'm just overthinking some things" You nod

"I gotcha" You said crossing your arms over your chest "You wanna talk about it?"

Fermín looks at you and frowns "Don't cross your arms like that"

"Over my chest?" He nods "Why?"

"You instantly frown and your smile disappears. You're prettier while smiling" You blushed and smiled

"You're distracting me from your problem"

"That's my problem"

"I'm being serious"

He giggles "So am I" He says shrugging his shoulders

"Fermín"

"¿Qué?" He laughs

"I'm serious"

"I'm not having any problem, Y/N" He smiles "It was mainly just some things, the guys were saying"

"What did they say?"

"It was some teasing but it's a pretty serious thing for me and I get them but I don't think they get me"

"You can tell me, you know? I'm always here to help you"

"It's a complicated theme"

"I can understand"

"I'm okay, Y/N"

"C'mon, Fer. I know we're at work right now but we're friends. You can tell me anything"

Fermin sighs "It's really complicated"

"I have time" Fermín smiles shaking his head "Is it about football?" He shakes his head "College?" No again "Family?" No "A girl?" He doubts lightly before shaking his head "It's a girl"

"No"

"Don't lie, López" He smiles looking at the floor

"I like this girl, I have been crushing on her for the longest time possible but I'm afraid because of some things"

"What things?" You ask

"Her job first of all and what people can say about that"

"Is that just it?"

"I'm also afraid she doesn't like me back"

"How could anyone not like you, Fer? You're amazing. Come on, tell me more about this girl" You start walking

"Where are you going?"

"We're gonna have a talk, Fermín!"

"Wait...!"

He ran after you as you got to your office "Get ready, I want details"

Fermín looked at you as you were picking up some papers and making your office more presentable than it was already

Suddenly he felt his blood running through his whole body and remembered every teasing the guys made

"You need a tissue, man. You have drool on your chin", "Go ask her out", "Training with more passion are we now, huh Fer?"

"The girl" You hum letting him know to continue "The girl I'm talking about..." You lift your head to see him "It's you"

"You say what?"

"I like you" He said nodding "But I'm scared because you're our fitness trainer and I don't want to cause you any kind of problem. I don't want people to judge you nor your well deserved spot on this team and I have been into you ever since you came here 'cus you're gorgeous, sweet, smart, funny and many things that I wouldn't be able to describe with words" He shrugs his shoulders with a soft smile "But I don't know..." He said looking at the floor as you smiled

"Really?" He nods

"I'm sorry if-"

"That's a good thing to know then" you cut him off "'cus I like you too"

"Really?" His head lifts, his eyes shine and in his face was a smile

"Yes" You said blushing by the intensity of the eye contact held between the two of you

"That's amazing!" You both laugh "I'm sorry"

"It's fine, Fer. It's okay"

"Would you... Uhmm... I don't- I mean... Would you like to go with me on a date?" You smile nodding

"Sure" You smile "Is 7pm good for you?"

"Yes! Yes, of course! It works for me" He smiles and giggles. You smile back. "Do you want me to pick you up?" You nod

"That's perfect!"

"Perfect" He breathed out with a smile

"Great"

"Great" You laugh

"¡Fermín! ¡You're missing one repetition!"

"Not to kick you out but you should go" You said as he nods laughing

"I should"

"And go there jogging. You stopped excercising a while ago I wouldn't like for you to get a cramp"

"Yes, miss" He smiled getting out of your office.

You stayed there looking at your door. Damn, your cheeks hurt for smiling so much. But it was something he gets out of you easily. He makes you happy.

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[digitaldiarystuff]

Good Enough For You

note: this was a lovely request from one of you guys and it was so fun to write, hope you enjoy it💖

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summary: you are fermin’s best friend hoping he’d one day fall for you but the day may come sooner than expected

pairing: Fermin Lopez x Y/N

genre: angst/ fluff

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You were sitting on the stands of Camp Nou anxiously waiting for the game to end. Barca was ahead by one and the game almost ended, when the referee blew the whistle, you happily stood up and hugged Fermin’s mom and dad celebrating. You and Fermin were long time friends and you occasionally paid a visit to him since his first game. You were so proud of him for achieving his dream while you were stuck in a smaller town you grew up together. You always knew he’d be a famous star and your admiration turned into something more over the years but being too afraid to ruin the friendship, you never told him. Your families, being close friends, always wanted something to happen between you two but you always shut it down embarrassed. You knew he would never feel the same and just stopped holding out hope after he became a Barcelona star entirely, just content with having him as a friend.

“You should go to him, dear.” his mom said after players started getting off the field.

“Oh, I’m sure he’s busy celebrating in the locker room. I wouldn’t want to interrupt.” you coyly smiled, even though you have been to many games you never went to him after the game. It felt like something a girlfriend could do.

“Oh don’t be silly, I’m sure he’d be more than happy to see you.”

You just nodded and made your way into the tunnels nervously fidgeting with your hands and texted Fermin you were out there to congratulate him. He didn’t text back but soon he opened the door to the locker room still laughing with his friends.

“Hey you.” he said as he picked you up happily and you embraced him. He was still sweaty but you didn’t care.

“I’m so proud of you, you were amazing out there.” you smiled and said.

“Well I couldn’t disappoint my biggest fan.” he cheekily said and you laughed.

“Well, you didn’t.” he kissed your temple and grinned from ear to ear.

“Listen I need to get back in there to shower but there’s this party to celebrate the win. Do you think you can make it?” you actually had a ride tomorrow and still had to pack but seeing his big eyes pleading with you did wonders.

“Of course” you smiled and he hugged you once more before going inside the room. You made your way to his parents also informing them that you’ll catch a ride with Fermin to his friends’ house and be back together. They simply nodded and told you to have fun but make sure he doesn’t do anything stupid, you just laughed.

Fermin has texted you to meet him at the car park, you were incredibly nervous because even though you’ve been here before you never actually met his friends in person. You saw them when you facetimed Fermin but that’s it.

You soon heard his voice behind you and smiled as your eyes met. His smile was enough to melt you, he was so dreamy looking with his damp hair and normal clothes. You realized you were staring and turned your head to his friends examining them. He was with Ferran and Gavi.

“Hi” you smiled shyly “I’m Y/N”

“Trust me we know who you are, Fermin here doesn’t shut up about you it’s kinda cute.” Pablo said and you looked at Fermin only for him to look down and smile.

You all went into Ferran’s car, you and Fermin in the backseat.

“So you talk about me to your friends?”

“No, maybe” he said and turned around to look outside the car, embarrassed. You could feel your heart racing at the thought.

When you finally arrived at Pablo’s house he told you to get comfortable and went into the kitchen to get snacks and drinks. You thought it would be rude if you didn’t help so followed him shortly after.

“Hey” you smiled “Can I help you with anything?”

He looked back and smiled.

“No it’s all good, you’re the guest just enjoy yourself.”

You were about to reply when the doorbell rang. It was some of their other friends, you didn’t know it was that kind of party but decided meeting new people couldn’t hurt. Unfortunately, it didn’t go as planned as you saw the girls that came in circle Fermin almost immediately. Since you weren’t always around, you didn’t exactly know about his love life. He never told you anything about it and you didn’t have the heart to ask but tonight, you understood his lifestyle completely. You were wallowing in your own sorrow whilst he was enjoying everything that fame brought. He had his arm around one blonde while talking to another and you were staring with a nearly full beer bottle in hand. Story of your life. That was until you felt the couch move next to you.

“If you want him to notice you, you need to have fun.” Pablo smirked and handed you a cocktail.

“I- I don’t”

“Don’t even say ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about’ when you’ve been sitting with heartbreak written on your beautiful face.” you immediately looked up at him not knowing how to feel but he just giggled.

“Don’t worry I’m not trying to steal you from him, I’m not that evil. I just want to help.”

“Why would you want that?” you inquired.

“Because he’s too dumb to see how he really feels but I think we can make him see you.”

“How?” you said intrigued by his proposal but also, terrified of doing something to hurt Fermin.

“First, as I said before, you need to let loose and start having fun.” he again tried handing you the glass and you took it with caution.

It was well into the party and you were on your fourth cocktail getting more relaxed with each. Pablo never left your side and made conversation with you. You were actually glad you took his advice because this was way more fun than sitting in silence feeling bad about yourself. Pablo was cracking jokes left and right and you found yourself laughing harder and harder. You occasionally felt Fermin’s eyes on you questioning your sudden demeanor change but Pablo said not to give him any attention, he also told you Fermin was too confident in his relationship with you to understand he could lose it easily. You really took in his words and decided he was right, no matter if you were single or taken, Fermin knew you would drop everything to be by his side any time but you not even speaking to him for hours made him feel uneasy.

Pablo looked at Fermin glaring at you two and leaned in your ear to tell you he was looking like he’s about to explode and from the outside, the state you were in seemed like full on flirting with him in your ear and you giggling like a school girl. When he finally pulled away you were faced with a distraught Fermin in front of you.

“We’re leaving. Let’s get your stuff.” he said reaching his arm out for you to take it.

“But I was having fun.” you whined with alcohol in your system, yes you were tipsy.

“Y/N I said we’re leaving.” he said sternly and was about to give in when Pablo interrupted.

“I can drop her off tomorrow, you don’t have to worry about her bro.”

Your eyes widened and you could see Fermin getting more worked up. He didn’t say anything just reached for your arm, he wasn’t harsh but put enough pressure for you to get up. You quickly looked at Pablo who gave you a knowing smile and mouthed ‘it worked’ You smiled to him and Fermin caught on, being more hasty and getting you away from Pablo immediately.

When you were waiting for a car to drive you back to his house, it was dead silent. You wanted to speak but didn’t know what to say and Fermin didn’t look like he wanted to speak at all. You thought of an idea with your drunk mind and executed it before your brain can stop you, you quickly wrapped your arms around his torso and put your head in the crook of his neck. You could sense him freeze for a moment before embracing you. You knew he could never say no to you, as you could never say no to him. As you hugged, the tension slowly disappeared, he was much more calm now.

“I don’t like the thought of you with one of my friends.” he finally confessed without looking at you.

“Why not?” you questioned.

“Because they don’t deserve you.” he said and you tried to get him to look at your eyes but he was looking everywhere else.

“You said that about all my boyfriends Fermin, who is good enough for me then?”

Please say me, please say me, please say me you thought. You knew this was a risky conversation but Pablo’s words and Fermin’s actions tonight made your hopes go up again. You thought it’s tonight or never.

“Fermin?” you questioned when he didn’t say anything.

“What?”

“I’m asking, who’s good enough for me?” you pressed.

He paused again which made you incredibly irritated. Why wasn’t he saying anything?

“I am, okay I’m the only one who knows you and loves you. I know everything about you and I believe I’m the only one who can make you the happiest! And I always thought we’d be together until tonight, when I saw how comfortable you were with Pablo and it freaked me out because I’ll never forgive myself if I lost my chance!” he finally yelled out, frustrated.

You couldn’t even react due to hearing what you’ve always dreamed about. You wanted to scream and run to him but all you could do was stand there while you tried processing the information Fermin shouted your way and you could see his eyes closed.

“I shouldn’t have said any of that Y/N I’m sorry I don’t know- I just needed you to know I’m sorry I really-

You cut him off by kissing him while his eyes were still closed, he opened them with shock but quickly shut them again kissing you back. You thought about every possible reaction you could give him but nothing seemed as good as this one, you’ve always dreamed about kissing him and your emotions took over. His hands found your cheeks as he held you like you could break, his kiss was gentle and sweet filled with love. You were on cloud nine enjoying your first kiss when a car honked forcing you to break the kiss. He smiled at you and you smiled back, noses still touching.

“I think that’s our ride.” he whispered, still smiling.

“Yeah” you said out of breath.

He held your hand and opened the car door for you to get in and hopped in after you. You were still in shock trying to understand if this is a dream but your thoughts soon disappeared when he held your hand and pulled you closer in the backseat helping your face settle on his chest allowing you to hear his heartbeat and it was almost as fast as yours. You closed your eyes taking his scent in, being happier than ever. You were at peace.

#football #football imagine #football x reader #football x y/n #football oneshot #football x you #football blurb #football one shot #fc barcelona #pablo gavi #fermin lopez #fermin lopez imagine #fermin lopez one shot #fermin lopez blurb #fermin lopez x reader #fermin lopez x you #fermin lopez angst #fermin lopez fluff

[pedriscroquettes]

Can you do a thot where the reader is gavis gf and her, Gavi and Fermin have a threesome? ❤️❤️

𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐋𝐎𝐒 – GAVI & FERMÍN LÓPEZ

warnings. heavy nsfw 18+ themes, ruining friendships, dom!gavi, & sub!fermín.

a/n. finally did one of these again and was very self indulgent writing it lmao.

• gavi and fermín were as thick as thieves always together never apart. except when it came to you. there was always a sudden silence and tension whenever you talked to the two of them.

• it was obvious they both liked you from the beginning but gavi always acted first. he always got what he wanted and the moment he saw you he needed you. he couldn’t lose you. losing was never an option to him.

• so, it wasn’t a surprise when gavi brought up the idea first. after all it was obvious fermín was dying for an opportunity with you. you noticed it too especially when you locked eyes with him while gavi left love bites on your neck during parties.

• you weren’t too opposed to the idea as fermín was definitely good looking but it took you a while to get on board with the concept because you didn’t want to lead him on.

• “nada más una vez.” gavi assured you it wouldn’t happen again. (just one time.) “no se…” you were still hesitant. (i don’t know…) “sabes que lo quieres.” he whispered into your ear as the two of you watched fermín train. (you know you want it.)

• ultimately it’s fermín’s biceps and the view he gives you while training shirtless that convince you. you know it’s a bad idea but the hot feeling forming in your body is too much. you need to cool off.

• gavi watches intently as you straddle fermín’s lap and he almost laughs at the way his teammate’s eyes go wide. but then you kiss fermín so gently and slowly and his jaw slacks. you’re so damn seductive.

• you haven’t even touched fermín yet and he’s already hard under you. it’s almost hard to ignore as you place kisses on his neck. you turn around and face your boyfriend who’s already looking intently at you. you look down and see your boyfriend is just as hard causing you to chuckle a bit before proceeding to suck on fermín’s skin.

• the dirty blonde gains a sudden edge of control when he grabs your hair into a makeshift ponytail bringing you into a dominant kiss as if to threaten to gavi. but your boyfriend only smirks not intimidated by his friend in any way.

• when your hand finally reaches into fermín’s shorts he can’t help the sinful groan that slips past his lips. your spit and his precum mix as you rub up and down on his shaft.

• gavi can’t take it anymore he needs some sort of pleasure that isn’t coming from his hand. you quickly find yourself on all fours as gavi stands in front of your face admiring you. his thumb brushes alongside your cheek and you can’t help but open your mouth allowing you to suck on his fingers.

• it’s fermín’s turn to watch now as you spit onto your hand and rub gavi’s member. his shorts seem to get tighter the longer he looks at the scene in front of him. your gags turn him on even more than he can believe.

• the three of you are sweating the hotness of the room almost suffocating you as you take gavi into your mouth. you’ve never gotten used to his size and always find yourself clawing at his knees as he repeatedly hits the back of your throat.

• finally as he releases inside you he grabs you by the jaw meeting you in a passionate kiss. he can still taste himself on your tongue. his chain swinging against your chest sending you shivers down your spine at the coldness of the material.

• fermín’s chain soon replaced gavi’s as the barcelona b player climbs on top of you. his brown eyes boring into yours letting you know how much he wants this.

• “a ella no le gustan los amables.” gavi smirks. (she doesn’t like nice guys.)

• fermín listens. he has you tugging on his hair and moaning loudly as he moves his tongue against your folds. he takes his time to rile you up making sure you’re wet enough for him. he also asks you if everything’s okay because despite everything he still cares for you in a romantical way.

• he grabs your face to force you to look at him as he slides inside you. the moment being too intimate for gavi’s pleasure but he doesn’t say anything he wants to see it play out.

• his thrust are erratic but paced. you can tell he wants to enjoy the moment while also giving you the pleasure you deserve. he leans in giving you small quick kisses which get interrupted by your moans and his groans.

• his pelvis and abdomen is full of marks from your nails. the sound of skin slapping against skin and your slick mixing with his precum fills the room and the air. somehow you make a mental note to clean your room tomorrow morning.

• when both you and gavi give him the green light he releases inside you panting as he reaches his high. although, he knows this won’t happen again he admires you and your body taking you in. he falls on your chest as he recovers from his high and your natural instinct is to run your hands through his hair.

• gavi doesn’t say anything but you can tell he’s pissed regretting his decision. he knows his best friend and he knows that this will only make him want you more. he can’t lose you. he won’t let fermín win.

#see because now i can’t get them out of my head fr fr #thots #gavi x reader #gavi smut #gavi imagine #pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavi smut #pablo gavi imagine #fermin lopez x reader #fermin lopez imagine #fermin lopez smut #football smut #football imagine #gabri writes #gabri answers

[vscabarca]

Heyyy! Could you write an imagine with Gavi where Y/N is a professional ice skater? And she's like super competitive and when she makes all those tricks Gavi fears that she will fall but she doesn't. Something fluff idk 🥺😭<3

his figure skater - pablo gavi

summary: gavi loves the sport you do, but worries you‘ll hurt yourself

genre: fluff

a/n: what a cute request:3 i don‘t know much about figure skating, but tried my best:p

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„You look like you’re about to freeze to death.“ You laughed when you saw Gavi sit there with his puffer jacket, the hood pulled up and the zipper up to his chin.

„Yeah that’s because I am soon. How are you not freezing?“ He grinned, placing his hands into the pockets, shifting around to keep himself warm.

„I‘m used to it, besides if I would just sit there like you do, I‘d be freezing too.“ You countered with a smirk and kissed his cheek before going back onto the ice rink.

„I would‘ve broken my leg the second I stepped a foot on the ice! Also, I‘m not allowed to do dangerous sports says my contract.“ He shouted after you, but you just waved him off with a grin, continuing with your practice.

An important competition was approaching and you did everything you could to be in top form and win.

You were on the ice training everyday, sometimes going to the gym afterwards, practicing you routine over and over again until you hit perfection. Gavi admired your determination, happy that his girlfriend is also a professional athlete.

Ever since you’ve met him, he was proud of how good you were but also just so worried. You worked hard to be a professional athlete in the competitive sport, but he was just so scared you would once fall and hurt yourself badly.

Like today, Gavi stopped by after his own practice, waiting for you to finish. He could barely watch. These flips and tricks made him feel dizzy only from looking. Seeing you fall from time to time bruising your knees made him wide his eyes in worry.

Still, he supported you and was coming to your competitions if he had the time.

———

„Gavi it’s just a bruise, it only hurts if you keep pressing your finger on it.“ You chuckled, slapping his hand away from the purple splotch.

Your boyfriend saw the rather large bruise on your hip after you emerged from a shower, immediately stumbling over to you, asking where it was from.

„I don’t like seeing you hurt yourself. I feel nauseous when I see you lay there on the ice after a fall.“ Gavi spoke, tracing your bruise with his fingers subconsciously. „Also, I‘ve heard if you get bruise after bruise on the same spot, it can lead to inflammations.” He lectured and pulled you closer.

„Baby this is my job. Falling is a part of the process, like fouling in football. And who told you about that bruise thing?” You asked with a chuckle, scooting closer to him in bed.

„I‘ve read it online…” Gavi mumbled, arranging the duvet for you two.

You‘ve told him countless times it didn’t hurt and that you were used to it, but he just wouldn’t listen.

„Imagine how I feel when you put your head where others put their feet.“ You continued, which got him thinking. Gavi understood what you were on about and acknowledged the fact that his sport could be dangerous too.

Since that night, Gavi didn’t express his worries vocally anymore, not wanting to stress you out too much. Still, he bit his nails while you were competing, just like you were doing during his games.

———

„Be careful ok?“ Gavi had asked you just before it was time for you to compete. You nodded and kissed him quickly. The music blasted through the speakers, making you fade out everything around you. Gavi bounced his leg nervously watching you twirl and jump around the ice rink. You executed your routine perfectly, not one ounce of nervousness showing.

Gavi was the first one who started cheering as the song was over, whistling while you smiled proudly towards the judges.

Your boyfriend was already waiting for you, embracing you in his arms. Your face was mushed against his chest, giggling at how Gavi swayed you from side to side.

„You were amazing.“ He spoke, finally letting go to place a sweet kiss on your lips.

„Thank you. You weren’t worried?“ You asked, already knowing his answer but asking anyway.

„Of course I was. I was shitting my pants the whole time.“

People turned their heads as you two erupted in laughter at Gavi‘s comment, but walked hand in hand outside, not feeling bothered by their looks.

#gavi x reader #pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavi #gavi one shot #gavi #fc barcelona #barça #football one shot #football x reader #fcb #fermin lopez x reader #pedri x reader #pedri

[sports-on-sundays]

Can request one where y/n is the sister of a f1 driver ( u can choose) and they find out she is dating either Fermin,pedri,or gavi because she appears at one of the games?!

found us out / Fermín López

Summary: Fermín x Sainz!girlfriend!singer!reader - Things don't blow over well with Carlo Sainz when you're caught dating a Barcelona player.

Warnings: censored cussing, a little bit of Spanish, reader being a singer isn't really important at all- i just made it a fact in order for things to tie in together and made more sense, mention of nausea, this ended up being pretty long

Requested?: Yes.

Author's Note: Boy, what a crossover! As I was reading this request I literally started giggling in excitement to write this because I knew how fun this would be. I think it's clear that this has to be the sister of Carlos, though. Always good when there's a little bit of drama.

You exhale, fiddling with your fingers under the table as you listen to your father and your brother discuss plans.

You wish that exhaling would release not only the carbon dioxide from your body, but also all the unnecessary stress building up in your chest.

The plans they're discussing are for a small party. Of course, it's a little party that you're expected to go to. It is an entire family event. Or so you've heard...

On the surface, having a family gathering surrounded around Real Madrid playing a literal fourth-tier team (Arandina) in the Copa del Rey sounds really lame. And secretly, you do think it's really lame. But the point is looking forward to watching them slaughter the underdogs. Which is fair enough.

Suddenly you interrupt: "Isn't El Derbi next week? Wouldn't that be better for a family get together?" You're sure they've already thought of that, but if there's any possible way you could get out of this, you'd love to find it.

"Haven't you been listening?" your father questions. "Carlos has plans already. He needs to leave Monday morning, and won't be back until Friday. That won't work."

You clench your jaw. No, you weren't listening, because you were stressing out about your plans for that weekend.

You figure if you're going to tell your brother and father, right now is just as good a time as any other time. You sigh and say, "Well, I'm busy on Sunday, actually..."

Both pairs of brown eyes snap to you, and Carlos says, "What do you have going on? And the Madrid game is on Saturday, anyway- shouldn't it be fine?"

Really, why shouldn't it be fine? What lie will you come up with? Because you can't really say what you're busy with on that day. You manage out, "Some friends... we planned weeks ago to go out that day. Have some fun, you know... Sorry. I guess... Would it be fine if... Surely I wouldn't be missed...? The, uh, thing he have planned is... for Sunday night...."

Carlos sighs, leaning back. "Come on, Y/n. You can't cancel? Family over friends, right?"

But you shake your head as you finish your meal. You stand up with your plate, knowing that if you stay any longer, you'll be guilt tripped into doing what they want you to do, despite what you want to do. So you say, "What's done is done. You can still have the party without me." And you walk out of the room.

Hours later, you're laying in bed. You should be sleeping, but instead you're staring up at the ceiling and thinking.

'Family over friends, right?'- Carlos' words from earlier play through your head in the exact tone he had said it. Yeah, family over friends, Carlos. You've been seeing him and the rest of your family on and off frequently for the past month. But the one you really want to see? You haven't seen him in over a month, and you miss him, dearly. You just want to be able to see him. To surprise him.

And you know he misses you, too, by the constant text messages he sends you.

And, with perfect timing, your phone buzzes on your bedside stand next to you. You pick it up right away and smile to yourself when you see it's him. Telling you he can't sleep. Asking if you want to face time.

You don't even respond, and just call him first.

A smile immediately sneaks up on you when you see your boyfriend. His golden brown hair is all messed up, as he's leaning on a soft pillow, and he has a blanket pulled up all the way to his chin. His brown eyes look even deeper in the dim lighting, but they light up when they view you across the phone. "¡Hola, mi corazón!"

Immediately you feel butterflies fly up in your stomach at his little pet name. "Hey, Fermín," you say, much more casually. "How are you doing?"

He shrugs, and his eyes flutter down a little. "I can't sleep... I wanted to hear your pretty voice. And see your pretty face."

You smile softly, but ask in concern, "Why can't you sleep?"

But a cute little grin appears in his face, and he laughs a little. "Because I'm thinking about you."

"Oh!" you chuckle. "I see..."

You continue chatting together softly for who knows how long. But this is what you do. One of you calls and you can't help but just chat for minutes or hours or however long.

You just love the sounds of each other's voices and the sparkle in each other's eyes.

Saturday evening, just as family member are starting to arrive at the house, you walk to the door, pulling your hair into a ponytail, about to walk out. Your brother stops you, saying, "So you are really going?"

You turn, meeting his eyes as you grab your black long coat. "Yeah, I am. I'm sorry, Carlos..." you add when you see the disappointment in his big brown eyes.

He shrugs, and says what he always does: "Alright. Well, just be careful. And have fun. When will you be back?"

You hesitate. This is the very question you didn't want him to ask. "Uh... Probably Monday morning... I'll text you, though."

His eyebrows knit together even further. "Monday morning? I thought you were just having a night with your friends."

"One of them suggested we could stay at her house and spend the following day doing something else," you lie, nearly effortlessly now."

"Why not just come home?"

You sigh at the question. The truth is, you booked a hotel so you could catch Fermín as soon as possible in the morning and spend more time with him, since you'll have to get to Madrid right away again afterwards. You just want to get going. But you know Carlos only asks questions because he cares. Being nine years older than you, he's always been very protective of you. Too protective. But you know it's just because he cares.

He just cares too much, and it makes you angry. It's hard to keep secrets from his honest eyes.

"Because I was invited to hang out more and I haven't seen this friend in a while!" This one is only half a lie.

"Oh..." he slowly nods. "Well... where does this friend live, then? Far enough for you to just stay there, or... I mean, you haven't seen this friend in a while, so I'm assuming they don't live in Madrid?"

"Nothing- er, yeah, we, uh... she lives in, uh, Sigüenza! Yeah, Sigüenza! And, well, you know, she just moved there and there's uh, you know, it's Sigüenza! The cool stuff there, in... Sigüenza..." You've lost it. You're literally pulling sh*t out of thin air now.

And Carlos can tell. "You're lying. Where are you really going?"

"No, no! I am going there! My friend just moved there! There's castles and sh*t she thinks is cool and she wants to show me! And like go around like I think there's a restaurant she likes and... yeah! And then we'd probably just maybe go to a club for an hour or two or something tonight and then go back and hang out at her house!"

Carlos looks thoroughly unsure. "Is it good for you to go to a club...? Be careful..."

"Oh, come on!" You're speaking too quickly. "There'll be a few of us, and we're not stupid! You know that, Carlos! Don't worry about it, we'll be fine! I'm an adult, for God's sake!"

"Well..." he murmurs, "I hope you're not lying to me. I hope you wouldn't do that."

You swallow, but nod, and feel terrible as you say, "Of course I wouldn't. Why would I lie about something like this?"

"I can think of lots of reasons, but I won't get into it." Carlos says with that look of concern still in his eyes. "Well, be careful. I can see you're impatient to go, so I'll let you. Have fun. Te amo, Y/n."

"M-hm!" you say, and rush out the door. You didn't want to be leaving this late, but you figure you'll just have to hope you get there at a reasonable time.

Fermín nods as João (Félix) discussing the upcoming game with him, watching the Portguese man's eyes as he speaks his thoughts. So he catches it when João raises his eyes, looking over Fermín's shoulder.

You grin, bringing your finger to your lips as you walk down the hall towards the two, behind Fermín's back, making eye contact with João. João subtly nods, makes eye contact with Fermín and says, "Nothing. I was just seeing things."

You thoroughly appreciate João's playing along. And his good acting.

"Seeing things?" your sweet boyfriend asks his teammate. You reach Fermín just as he's turning around to look anyway. He he lets out a confused, "Uh- oh!?" noise when you pull him into a hug, before (pretty much) yelling, "Wait, Y/n?!"

You giggle, and nod your thanks to João, who's smiling and practically chuckling himself. He nods and gives a small wave, before turning to saunter away, a smile on his lips. "So, how's my Fermín?" you ask softly.

Your boyfriend hugs you so tight, it slightly hurts, but you don't complain. You're probably hugging him tighter. He's giggling, and starts showering your cheeks with kisses, before exclaiming softly, "Very good, now that you're here! But why are you here, huh? ¡Mi corazón!" He's so adorable about your little surprise arrival. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

"So it could be a surprise! And so I could see you acting all cute and surprised like this!" You grin up at him, your hand on his chest.

"Stop that!" he laughs, touching his nose to yours, holding you close. But then he gets a little more serious. "How long of a drive was it? I'm assuming you were in Madrid?"

"Madrid to Barbastro? It wasn't so bad. I would drive any difference to get to you, though..."

This makes him chuckle and give you those soft little lovey-dovey eyes that you love to see. He strokes your hair as you rub his back a little, before murmuring, "You were staying with your brother? What did you tell him?"

You smile at this question. Fermín- he always thinks deeply about a situation- especially if it's involving you. He always worries and makes sure everything went well with you. He really cares. "Just told him I'm staying with a friend," you chuckle and add, "In Sigüenza!"

"Sigüenza? Have you ever even been there?" He smiles, clearly amused.

"Uh, maybe, like, once. Not sure if he completely believed me, but I got out of there. So that I could come here and see you! Figured a game like this would be better for me to come to. You know, maybe since it'll be such a small stadium, it'll be actually easier for me to just get in and hide in the crowd."

Fermín nods, gently stroking your cheek, looking into your eyes and says, "If you think so." He's just so focused on taking in your presence.

He leans in and kisses your cheek again, when (of course) Ferran Torres turns the corner, slaps Fermín on his back, and says in a teasing voice with a chuckle, "Got to get going, Fermín. Glad you're having a good time with your girlfriend, but-"

"Oh, Ferran!" you snap, pulling away from your boyfriend to glare at the older man. "Would you shut up?! We haven't seen each other in forever. But I guess you wouldn't get how it feels, since clearly you could never pull-"

"Hey, hey!" Fermín laughs, putting a hand on your shoulder. But he's grinning. He loves your spunk. "Leave the poor guy alone. He's right, corazón. I do have to get going now."

Ferran just waves as he walks off, giggling mischievously. You roll your eyes and turn back to Fermín. "So annoying." But you're grinning. You hug him a last time, peck his lips, and murmur, "I'll go to my seat now. I'm excited to watch you do great out there, mi chico guapo."

He grins and says as he starts to turn to walk the way Ferran walked a minute earlier, "You just watch. I'm going to go out there and score a goal. For you. Okay?"

You grin back and nod as you pull on your mask, hat, and sunglasses- hopefully enough to hide your face from cameras. "I'll be watching for it."

He nods, that lovely adorable little smile on his face, waves to you, blows a kiss, and walks away from you.

Adrenaline fills every cell of your body as the ball hits the back of the net. A goal. But not just any goal.

Your Fermín's goal!

Your muscles send you to your feet, and you cheer, clapping your hands together, watching your boyfriend. You're sitting in a seat very close to the pitch, and you know that if he wanted to, Fermín could come over and hug you right now. But he knows he can't. He understands and respects that you can't be being pointed out. It has to stay a secret.

So, instead, he eyes you, with all the joy in the world.

You grin back, nodding at him. You can't help but giggle.

After the game, you return to Fermín's arms immediately, as if there's a magnetic force between you and him. "Hola, mi prícipe azul," you mutter softly with a little chuckle, before squealing and saying, "You did so good! What a goal! You're amazing!"

"Stop..." he murmurs back, but is clearly loving your praise.

You smile and lean up, about to kiss him, when suddenly your phone starts buzzing and ringing in your back pocket. You hesitate, eyes locked with your boyfriend's, before sighing and leaning away. You slip your phone out of your pocket. "Oh..." you stare at the screen. "It's Carlos."

Fermín nods understandingly and leans away. "I'll keep quiet. I know you have to answer it."

You nod, sending him a grateful smile, before leaning against the wall and answering the phone with a bubbly, "¡Eh, Carlos! ¿Cómo te va?" You hope you don't sound so cheery that is sounds like you're faking it. Well, it's not like you're not happy. You are!

Carlos completely ignores your question, cutting right to the chase. "Where are you?"

"Uh...? I'm at my friend's house. In Sigüenza. Why?"

"Really?" Carlos asks slowly. "How far of a drive is it from Barbastro to Sigüenza? Because I doubt it's under fifteen minutes."

You feel your heart drop to your stomach, and you lean more heavily on the wall behind you as your knees start to shake. Fermín sees this and takes a step toward you. He opens his mouth to say something, but you prevent that with simply a shake of your head. You swallow and put on a confused voice as you respond to your brother, "Sorry...?"

"You heard me. Y/n, what the hell? Why the hell did you lie to me? Why the hell are you in Barbastro? Why the hell are you at a Barcelona game, instead of on the sofa next to me right now?"

"Listen-" you cough, nervousness pounding in your head. Your eyes sprout tears, but you wipe them. Fermín- bless his heart- puts a hand on your shoulder, and gives you the eyes that seem to say, Just say the word, and I'll stand up for you.

You give your boyfriend another quick nod before responding into the phone, lies coming to your brain naturally, on the spot, "Listen, Carlos. I'm sorry for not telling you. My friend in Sigüenza I guess is a fan, and she thought it'd be so fun for us to all go to the game together. So, you know, there wasn't much I could argue with when someone buys you a ticket to a football game. You... You know? I'm sorry for lying. I really am. I just didn't tell you because I knew you'd be upset. You know, about me going to FC Barcelona's game instead of staying home with my family and watching Real Madrid's the night before. I really am sorry, Carlos. I hope you'll... forgive me. But... How did you even know I was at the game... Carlos?" You swallow, waiting for the answer. Fermín takes your hand and give it a gentle squeeze.

"The television showed you. Over and over. The commentators were pretty fascinated to see Y/n Sainz at a Barcelona game. Especially the one in Barbastro."

"Oh, f*ck that!" you snap. "My f*cking disguise didn't even work! Why don't they get their stupid cameras out of my life for once! Ugh!" you say angrily. Fermín gently rubs your shoulder, which is at least some ounce of comfort. "So, what? How did you see it, anyway? Have you just been caught red-handed watching a Barcelona game, too?"

"No. I was flipping channels, and there you were. But there's still something that's not making sense." Your eyebrows scrunch together as your grip on Fermín's hand tightens. Was there a hole in your lies that you missed...? Then Carlos asks, "Where were your friends?"

The lump in your throat grows larger. "What do you mean?"

"You were sitting next to some fat old man with a jersey from twenty years ago and a bunch of snotty kids on the other side-" Carlos has never been one to go out of his way to compliment anything associating with football club Barcelona. "-so where were your friend sitting, then?"

It feels as if all the muscles in your body flex at this one. Your mind goes blank, desperately searching for yet another lie to save yourself from telling your older brother the truth. It's like you've dug yourself in a hole that you're desperately trying to climb out of. It feels like you've nearly reached the top-

but your hand just slipped, plummeting you straight back down to the bottom, where you started.

And you break.

Tears stream down your face, and Fermín immediately tries to grab the phone from you, but you pull it away, swallowing as you blubber into the phone, "I don't know, Carlos... Okay... I don't know..."

There's a second or two of silence on the other end, before Carlos says, now in a more tender, less interrogating voice, "Y/n, all I asked is where your friend are. Is everything okay? Are you alright? Y/n, you're worrying me..."

"Please, Carlos... I'm fine... Just... Please..."

"Can you please just tell me the truth?"

"No..." you sniff, leaning into Fermín more and more. "I can't, because you'll be mad at me... It will ruin our relationship..." You don't know if you're talking about your relationship with Carlos or your relationship with Fermín.

"This is ruining our relationship! You keeping stuff from me! Y/n, you're my little sister! I don't want anything bad to happen to you! Just tell me what's wrong, and I can help!"

"You're the one making it all wrong. If you'd just leave me alone-"

"No. Y/n, you need to be honest with me right now, okay?"

"No, I don't. I don't, and I f*cking won't." At this, you hang up and fall into Fermín's arms.

He holds you there, close to his chest, before whispering, "I'm sorry..."

You look up slowly, sniffing, and wipe your eyes. It doesn't do much, since your tears are still coming. "For what?" you whisper. "You've done nothing wrong... It's just... Everything is messed up. Nothing went how I wanted it to... Fermín, I'm scared."

His eyes are tender, and he strokes your cheek. "My Y/n... I hate to see you cry. There's nothing to be scared of." He puts his arm around your back and starts leading you down the hall. "If Carlos finds out, Carlos finds out. He loves you, and you know that. I know you've spent all your energy hiding this, but mistakes happen, okay? I'll be by your side, but what's done is done." You nod, wiping up your soaked face with your hands, and let him lead you, until you get to the street. He sighs and murmurs, "F*ck. Missed the bus back to the hotel..."

"Oh..." a wave of guilt washes over you. "Fermín, I'm sorry... Isn't your team worried about you?"

"No, no. Don't worry about it. Either they completely missed my absence, or they got the memo that my girlfriend has just arrived and I might have other plans. Let's hope it's the second one, because that would be just a tad bit too silly if they just flat out forgot about me." There's a teasing tone in his voice, in an attempt to lighten the mood. Make you feel better. "You drove here? Where is your car?"

"Oh... yeah, right..." you sigh. After all the rush and emotions, you completely forgot you had your car here. You glance to Fermín, and catch in his expectant eyes a glint of excitement, too. You smile softly, understanding completely what this is from. You roll your eyes. "And no, Fermín. I didn't pull up in a Ferrari. That would draw too much attention." You can't blame him for being excited. You have driven a Ferrari before, (and many other super sick vehicles) and you know Fermín would love to go for a spin in one (or another of the insane sports cars you've driven.)

Fermín thinks they're cool, and as the daughter of Carlos Sainz Sr. and the sister of Carlos Sainz Jr., you tend to be able to get your hands on some pretty luxurious cars, it just so happens. And it's not like your family (especially your brother) won't jump at the drop of a hat to lend you something like that. You're Carlos's baby sister, and he'd do anything to treat you. So when you take advantage of that, every so often Fermín gets to go for a ride.

And you suppose Carlos has no idea of that.

Yet.

And just like that, you feel nauseous again.

When you arrive at Fermín's hotel room, you immediately both put on pajamas and get into bed. All night, he holds you close, never letting go. You lean your head against his chest, basking in the comfort. He knows it's hard. He understands what you're going through.

"Te amo," he whispers, just as you're drifting off to sleep. You never get a chance to say it back, because you're asleep before you can.

"I'm coming back to Barcelona with you."

"Lo siento, ¿qué?" Fermín asks, his head whipping up from tying the drawstrings of his sweatpants as he exits the hotel bathroom. His light pink lips are slightly parted as he stares at you, eyebrows raised.

"You heard me. I'm coming back to Barcelona with you," you repeat, locking eyes with him.

Fermín crosses the room and slips onto the hotel bed next to you, gently placing his hand on your thigh. "Mi corazón..." he mutters. "Of course I would never complain- I would love it if you came back to Barcelona with me. But don't you think that's not the best idea? Don't you have things to deal with back home in Madrid?"

You hesitate and mutter. "Sure I do. But I'd rather come with you back to Barcelona."

He frowns, nodding. "When are you going to go back to Madrid? And what will you tell your brother?"

Suddenly you snap, slipping out of bed, "I don't care, Fermín! And I don't plan to tell my brother anything! I know he'll call, but he can't make me pick up. I'm sick of him pretending like he's in charge of my life!"

"Y/n, come on. We both know he just cares about you. You know how worried sick he'll be if you randomly cut off communications and don't even tell him what happened to you. You can't do that to him. I know if my sibling did that to me, I'd be worried sick, too, and you and Carlos are very close. And he's much older than you. You know how he thinks of you. You can't do that to your brother," he tries, looking for eye contact. But you continue looking down.

"Fermín, no." You speak quietly, but firmly. "I won't. I'm scared, and I don't want to deal with him right now. And I know you said you'd be by my side, but I know you can't be. You can't possibly come to Madrid with me, and then get back to Barcelona."

Fermín sighs, and takes your chin, forcing you to look him in his eyes. "I understand you want to avoid your brother, but you can't have him worrying like that. It's just not right. He's only so concerned and protective because he cares, Y/n."

Your jaw clenches. You try to look away, but he doesn't let you. You swallow, looking at him, and murmur, realizing there's not much you can do, "Alright. Can we compromise?"

Fermín looks a little surprised at your sudden giving in, but nods. "Maybe. What are you thinking?"

You sigh. "I come back to Barcelona with you, but I still text Carlos. But I tell him I won't call, and if he wants to talk to me, he has to come to Barcelona himself and do it."

Fermín's immediate reaction is to protest with, "You expect him to drive from Madrid to Barcelona? You know how long of a trip that is!"

"Well, too bad, Fermín!" you snap. "It's what I'm willing to do! If he cares enough, he'll drive up. And trust me- he does."

Your boyfriend frowns, considering this, and finally nods. "Okay, then... I guess it's fair enough." And that's that.

You sit between Fermín's legs on the couch, watching the television as you munch on buttered popcorn and Fermín plays with/braids your hair. It's been three weeks since when Barcelona faced off with Barbastro, and since then all you've communicated with your brother is that if he wants to discuss anything with you, he's got to come to Barcelona and do it himself.

Do you miss your older brother? Yes. Yes, you one hundred percent do. Are you scared of your brother's attitude and reaction? Yes. Yes, you one hundred percent are.

As Fermín leans close, now stroking your arm with one hand, your phone buzzes in your lap. You give the bowl of popcorn to your boyfriend and pick up your phone.

You stare in shock at what you read on your phone. Fermín leans over and reads the text from Carlos along with you:

Carlos: I just arrived in Barcelona. I'm hoping we can meet somewhere in the morning, if you're not busy? I've been worrying lots

Fermín's hand gently moves to your waist, and after a few seconds, he whispers, "What will you do, my Y/n?"

"I don't know..." you sigh in hesitation.

"Can I make a suggestion?"

You look up at him from behind, meeting his eyes. You can't help but giggle at each other. He sighs, before turning serious again and saying, "Just send him my address and tell him to be around at 9:00 A.M."

"Fermín!" you snap, as though he's a complete lunatic. "You think we can just do it, just like that?!"

"Sure," he nods, cool headed. "I'm not scared of him, just because he drives cars fast and he's got big muscles. I run fast and... have slightly less big muscles than him." He grins, and you can't help but smile, too, at this. Fermín has a way of making serious things light-hearted. "Anyway, if you do it this way, I'll be there with you. Maybe it'd be easier to show him rather than tell. And I'll do the talking that you're still nervous to do. I will." He looks at you with sincere eyes.

You stare ahead, considering this for a while as Fermín slowly and absentmindedly rubs your thigh. Finally you sigh and mutter, "I guess that's the best thing... It's a shame it has come to this."

Fermín laughs softly, shaking his head, but you don't mind it. "You knew that at some point it would come to this. Y/n, you know this will be fine. It will be. I promise. Your brother loves you too much to do any of the stupid things you're scared of happening."

You frown, but then turn around hug him tightly. "Okay... Fermín." You look him in the eyes. "Okay. I know. It's still nerve-racking, though."

"I know, I know," he responds.

You sigh, take out your phone, and, despite yourself, text him.

Fermín gives your upper thigh a little pat.

You look up and study his handsome, lovely face for a few seconds, before kissing him all over. He lets you, chuckling a little. He always seems to laugh when you show him lots of affection, and you love it.

And before long, the two of you are fast asleep there.

When the doorbell rings at 9:01 A.M., your heart drops to your stomach. You knew it would happen. You prepared yourself. But you still can't help but shiver with nervous.

Fermín is trying making breakfast, and you're sitting at the island in the kitchen. He looks up from the food and is about to speak, but you say before he can, in a hurried tone, "I'll get it. You just stay here and keep making breakfast."

He hesitates for a moment, but then nods. "Alright... Call if you need me. And he's welcome to come in, too."

You nod and then head to the door. You exhale slowly, before opening the door.

Immediately, you're wrapped in a huge bear hug from your strong older brother, and he snaps, "What the hell? Why have you been avoiding me like this?! Are you embarrassed? It's fine! I've thought about it, and if you're dating a Barcelona fan that's fine... As long as he's a good guy, it shouldn't matter that much, right?"

You blink in surprise, leaning back, away from him, and meet his eyes, which are very similar to your own in shape and color. He's not stupid. Clearly he's tried to figure it out. But the concept of me dating an actual player for the club is so ridiculous, he just expects it's some random culer dude? Just this concept makes your heart (which was already in your stomach) seem to fall down to your knees. You swallow and awkwardly smile. If you could speak, you would, but no words whatsoever come to mind, and your mouth feels much too dry to form any words.

"So... I'm assuming this is his flat? Is he here? Can I meet him? What's his name?"

You allow yourself to breathe a little, and swallow. "Yes, this is his flat... And he's here... In the kitchen... You- You can meet him..." You open the door wide for him, and have to try a few times, before your voice finally allows you to call, "Fer- Fermín!"

"Fer...mín? That's his name?" your older brother asks. You nod slowly meeting his eyes again. You can't imagine that Carlos would know who Fermín is... right? It's not like a gives really any of his attention to any football club other than Real Madrid... Perhaps just the name sounds familiar? Well, it's not like Fermín has a super uncommon name or anything...

Your head is starting to hurt from all this overthinking. You swallow. "Yeah, yeah... That's his name."

You watch with dread (which you never though you'd feel at the sight of him) as your boyfriend enters the room. He has a smile on his face, but he's eyebrows are knitted together.

For a moment, the two stand there.

It's strange, for you. Here are (probably) the two people you care about most. The two people you spend the most time with, the two's whose opinions you value the most. Here they are, together. Two who you care about so much, but have always been separate. And you've always kept it that way.

It feels off, to have the two in the same room, right here, in front of you.

Their heights don't differ much, but Fermín's younger, gentler features contrast with Carlos. Fermín has lighter, nicer kept hair, while your brother of course has the same shock of dark hair you have, and right now, it's grown out a bit, curling at his ears.

You stare at the two.

You swallow as something like very vague recognition is reflected on Carlos's face. He says slowly, holding his hand out to shake Fermín's, "Hola... Have we met before...?"

You can't help but shake your head a little. Carlos, not recognizing a first team Barcelona player when he's right in front of him.

Or, pretty much first team, anyway.

A (cute) little nervous crooked smile appears on your boyfriend's face. He sends you a brief little glance with only those chocolate brown eyes, before looking back to Carlos. He shakes his hand as he swallows and says, "Well, you know, I... uh, I actually play for FC Barcelona."

Carlos opens his mouth, shuts it, and opens it again. "Okay..." he says slowly. "That... It makes sense, now... that Y/n was at the game in Barbastro..." he seems to be talking more to himself. He glances to you, and his eyes linger, before shifting back to Fermín and saying, "Fermín... Fermín Gómez...?"

That crooked little smile appears on Fermín's face again. "López."

You watch as your older brother nods, and then looks to you slowly. "Y/n, can I...?" he trails off, glancing to Fermín.

Fermín seems to get the hint that you didn't even pick up and nods, saying, "I'll go finish making breakfast. Carlos and Y/n, you're welcome to just stay here in the living room." He gives a cute little awkward smile, and walks out of the room.

Now you don't want him to go.

But your brother gently takes your wrist and tows you to the couch, forcing your eyes to wander from the doorway that Fermín just left through. You look to Carlos and swallow. Those eyes. So incredibly earnest. "You're not... mad?" you murmur softly.

"Mad? I'm disappointed you hid it from me, and didn't trust me. A part of me doesn't feel right about you dating a Barcelona player, but it's not like the club someone is playing for decides how good of a boyfriend he is, or if he's meant to be with my sister or not. I'm shocked- I was expecting it's a Barcelona fan, not a player. But whatever..." He trails off, swallows, and finishes, "No. No, I'm not mad."

"Oh... Oh, okay... I'm... I'm sorry."

He nods, not looking at you. "I forgive you. I'm sorry, too. There had to have been a reason why you didn't trust me. So I'm sorry."

You say, "I forgive you," though you're not even one hundred percent sure what you're forgiving him for.

If you thought introducing just your older brother to Fermín was just terrible, introducing him to your whole family is like actual hell.

Fermín keeps his arms tightly around your shoulders as you sit on your couch. You feel stiff and rigid as Fermín manages the awkward questions and empty small talk. Your family is always so open, but with Carlos insisting everyone meet Fermín here, it's unnatural.

Why don't they accept him? They accept other people's friends, girlfriends, etc., much easier. Fermín is acting so sweet and polite.. like he always does... What don't they like about him?

Unlike Carlos, do they really care that much about stupid football club rivalries? Gosh, there are plenty of fans of different clubs who get on just fine.

How is Fermín being a player any different?

He's a culer, just like any fan, right? I mean, I don't know what I am. Am I a culer?

Who cares? I'm Fermín López's girlfriend and Carlos Sainz Sr.'s daughter. Think that's enough for one person!

Suddenly you're pulled out of your racing mind when Fermín's hand settles on your waist and he says, "...right, Y/n?"

"Uh, huh?" you ask, looking at Fermín just as he pecks your lips with a little laugh. You blush and murmur, "Gosh, Fermín, not here."

But he pulls you tighter to his side and says with a soft, slightly defiant little smirk, "I'm so happy that you all have accepted me as Y/n's boyfriend, Sainz family." The faces of your family members span from confused to uncomfortable to (only a few of them) genuinely accepting. But Fermín adds with a chuckle, kissing your cheek, "Although, of course, your opinions, or anyone's, about our relationship doesn't matter to me." He meets your eyes with those deep brown ones.

You swallow and nod, getting up the courage in that moment to respond with, "Yeah, Fermín... You know, I think I agree with you..."

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[lucy90712]

Valentine’s Day

Jude: 

- Jude likes to go all out for Valentine's Day as it's the one day that he can spoil you and show you how much he appreciates all the sacrifices you've made for him without you telling him off at least too much 

- Since moving to Madrid your schedules in the morning never line up so you don't get to see each other in the morning but before going to bed Jude sets out the things you needed for breakfast which made you life a lot easier 

- seeing as Jude made your morning better you thought you'd make his morning slightly easier too by having coffee prepared for him and you prep his usual breakfast so he can just put it all together and eat it 

- as he didn't get to see you in the morning as soon as he finishes training he picks up some lunch and heads to where you work so you can eat lunch together on your break 

- all your coworkers are so jealous that Jude is so cute as their partners never think to do anything like that for them but as much as they are slightly envious they tell you not to let Jude go as you've clearly found a good boyfriend 

- he doesn't like leaving you but at some point you have to get back to work so he leaves you but not before being rather dramatic and giving you lots of kisses 

- once you finish work and arrive home he is telling you to get yourself ready as he's going to take you out to dinner you want to just get dressed and go but Jude encourages you to take a bath and do what Jude calls your fancy skincare 

- after taking longer on your appearance than you ever have you are finally ready to go but before you can leave Jude has to give you about a million compliments on everything from your dress to how your makeup makes your eyes stand out 

- he takes you to a small nearby restaurant which he has rented for the night because he wanted to take you out like normal boyfriends do but he didn't want to have to deal with crowds and people bothering you so he decided this was the solution even if it did cost him a lot of money but he doesn't tell you that part 

- after a lovely dinner you go back home and got yourselves into bed as life goes on and you both have things to do the next day but before you go to sleep Jude gives you the presents he got you 

- he got you some beautiful jewellery which you had been looking at for a while which you are so grateful for but you two agreed not to get each other gifts so you didn't have anything for him so you felt bad but he insisted that it was ok and he didn't need anything other than you 

Fermin: 

- your relationship is very private no one outside of your friends and family knows you two are together and have been for a while and you both want to keep it that way so valentines is always a private affair 

- even though you won't be going out Fermin still wants to do something nice and spend time with you so after he's done with training and meetings for the day he comes straight to pick you up from uni as he knows you'll be in the library all day if he doesn't come and get you 

- when he arrives he texts you and you come right out of the library and to his car where he takes your bag from you and gives you the tightest hug and kiss before getting back into the car and going to his place 

- back at his place when he opens the door for you you are greeted with a beautiful bouquet of flowers and some chocolates which he set up before he left in the morning as he knows you'd love it and thank him forever which you do 

- after a lot of cuddling on the sofa and just talking for hours about a lot of nothing Fermin suggests making dinner together as its something you don't get to do very often and and you can't just go out to a restaurant 

- neither of you are brilliant cooks but you know the basics so you both find a new recipe you want to try and give it a go which comes with a lot of laughs and messing around but that's the fun part 

- as everything cooks Fermin cleans and doesn't let you do any of it but as soon as he's done he his arms wrap around your waist so he can hold you close as you watch over what is on the stove 

- Fermin is usually pretty touchy but he gets even more clingy on days like this he just loves to have you close and show you how much he loves you because even though he does it every day he thinks you deserve extra love on Valentine's Day 

- after dinner you suggest watching rom coms and Fermin agrees even though he hates them but he secretly gets very involved after just a few minutes as he gets annoyed when you pause the movie to go to the bathroom which you have to tease him for but he takes it as he knows you are joking 

- at some point time slips away from you so Fermin asks you to stay the night not wanting you to have to go home so late even if it would be him taking you home plus it means getting more time with you which he will never complain about 

- while in bed you finally exchange gifts which aren't anything fancy just little heartfelt things you know each other will love and Fermin gives you a card which has the most heartfelt message in it that has you on the verge of happy tears because it means so much seeing how much Fermin loves you 

Joao: 

- Joao has to go to training before you get up but he still takes time out of his routine to make you breakfast and bring it to you before he leaves which gets him more than one good morning/ goodbye kiss from you 

- he doesn't like to leave you on any normal day but he especially doesn't like leaving you on Valentine's Day as he wants to spend the entire day loving on you but he can't so instead he just make sure he gets home as quickly as possible from training 

- when he gets home you are still working as you work from home but Joao wants to spend time with you so he grabs a chair from the dining room table and sits with you at your desk to just watch you work 

- if it was anyone else you'd be annoyed at the presence next to you just watching but because it's Joao you don't mind he is also quite useful if you need any papers from across the room he'll get them for you or if you need to remember something he'll write it down for you 

- once you finish work you barely have 2 seconds to shut down your computer before Joao is taking you away from your desk so he can have all of your attention for the rest of the day 

- he suggests that you bake some valentines cookies together as he knows you love baking and it means you'll have sweet treats to eat for the next few days which is always great 

- you look up a recipe for some heart shape cookies but it wouldn't be you if you didn't modify the recipe a bit so the cookies become chocolate chip and you have to use some food colouring to make them red 

- once the cookies are done baking you make some pink icing so you can write on the cookies for a bit of fun you write some really cute things on yours for joao and he sort of does the same some of his say cute things but others say stupid things 

- your evening consists of eating cookies and cuddling on the sofa as that's all either of you wanted to do 

- right before bed you both exchange cards as you had agreed not to get each other any presents as neither of you need or want anything 

- the card Joao gave you was so sweet he had clearly spent a while thinking about what to write which means a lot to you as he's often really busy so for him to spend his free time writing something for you really makes you happy 

#jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham imagine #jude bellingham #fermin lopez imagine #fermin lopez x reader #fermin lopez #joao felix x reader #joao felix imagine #joao felix #football imagine

[overnowsfcb]

halfway out the door; fermín lópez

summary: fighting to keep a little flame alive underwater, you couldn't lose the only stable thing in your life

warnings: ANGST!!! (no good ending) mature language, mental health issues (panic attack, anxiety, emotional distress), relationship struggles, unhealthy dinamics, brief mention of smut themes. if any of these topics makes you uncomfortable, i advise against reading this story.

word count: 3,3k

note: hiii! it's me again, this time posting for my sweet boy (who is not as sweet in this story) fermín. im planning to do something with all the 1989 vault tracks x barça players. so take it as the first from the series!! also, apologies if the angst hits hard, promise to post fluff next time (its a bit of challenge for me haha) super excited about this and would love to hear your thoughts or suggestions! – venus 🫂💐🫧 p.s.: im so proud of this one tbh

He didn’t seem to have enough time for you anymore. You didn’t want to see the subtle twist, but you knew him all too well and an imperceptible change for everyone was an imposing earthquake in your world.

It was in the hours that your messages would be waiting for a response and the way he wasn’t starved to taste your lips anymore. Once, he’d find an excuse to be with you, even if only for brief minutes. He’d dash to your apartment bearing your favorite chocolate with the pretext of keeping you fed. A smile brightening and your stomach still produced the same fluttering butterflies, as the first time he kissed you underneath the moonlight at fourteen.

Back then, everything was perfect, the chill air in your faces as you ran with sand getting between your toes, you could still feel his timid hands and tender touch on your waist as you both shared a breathtaking kiss.

Your mother's words echoed - relationships don't last forever. You'd always dismissed her musings, attributing them to the bitterness stemming from your father's departure. But now, that thought held a glimmer of truth.

He was your soulmate, your solid backbone, he would hold the candles for you even if his arm grew weary, drawing strength from unimaginable places. Unseen pictures would fill his phone, capturing your candid moments, proudly setting you as his lock screen. One cherished memory stood out: a photo of you, pajama-clad, returning from a late-night ice cream run, a victorious smile on your face. You had lost a bet that day, darting to the store at 1 AM, just a street away from your building.

However, now everything appeared to be falling apart; the last picture in his gallery folder, titled 'I love, mine, mine, mine,' dated back to July, and it was already November. It contrasted the warmth of July with the chilling absence of recent affection.

Yearning for something to blame, tears seemed futile as memories replayed relentlessly, etched deep within your heart. Each sob felt like a painful reminder of the emptiness in the cold, desolate bed without him by your side. Staring at it blankly, your mind echoed the silent void, your chest tightening with every expelled breath.

Sleeping alone always felt unbearable. You reached for your phone, gazing at the lock screen displaying a snapshot of both of you in a summer pool. His outings with friends never bothered you; you accepted that he was now part of Barcelona's first team, and you weren't his priority. However, deep down, a simple goodnight message like "Sweet dreams, Pip, I love you" was all you silently longed for. Was it too much to ask from someone who claimed to love you?

The absence weighed heavily as you saw the clock strike 4 AM. This hour always induced a sense of dread, a time too late to sleep, opening the gates to wandering thoughts about life's choices. Moving to Barcelona for him might have been a hasty decision.

In Sevilla, there wasn't much to lose. Your little town overwhelmed you, especially under the weight of your living nightmare, your mother and her pursuit of perfection. That was until she married your toddler brother’s father, her focus shifted almost forgetting about your existence.

He was your escape from that suffocating environment. Initially, it felt liberating, but gradually, it became confining again. The cage expanded as you became his pillar while his name was in everyone’s mouth, especially girls who found him attractive. The weight of being his support, witnessing the attention he received, caused an internal storm. But he wouldn’t change you, right? Yet, the conflict brewed within, the tug-of-war between being the support he needed and holding onto your own identity.

You grew tired of waiting for him, tossing and turning in bed for ten minutes, before finally succumbing to sleep, cocooned in blankets to ward off the cold.

Abruptly opening your eyes, hours later, your body spasmed and your heart raced, reflecting the recent struggles with sleep these days. Observing to your side, relief washed over you; he lay there peacefully, an arm draped over your waist.

Tears welled in your eyes, a sense of loss filling your chest. Deeply in love, you realized your first waking thought was about him, albeit taking a negative turn.

What if I lose him? What if I lost the lighthouse in the middle of the sea? The uncertainty of the waters and the potential fall weighed heavily.

You wanted to get back to those times when you smiled as you landed your eyes, his body next to you, where blonde strands of messy hair framed his face and you delicately organized them while you talked and kissed every morning, staying in bed like an old married couple, feeling each other's warmth, laughter used to fill the air as he playfully booped your nose.

The weight of invisible hands squeezed your chest, making each breath a desperate gasp for air.

You didn't want to feel this anxiety; your breath became erratic. Rushing to the terrace, you breathed as if your mind forewarned a trailer of what has to be.

Struggling to regain control, your hands tightened on the cold railing, a reminder of the grounding reality you struggled to grasp.

Peering down, the height induced paralysis, intensifying your vertigo. "y/n, estás bien?" (are you okay?) His concerned voice, muffled and distant, struggled to penetrate the thick fog of panic, fear rooted you in place, afraid the floor would fall through if you made a step.

"Amor, háblame." (darling, talk to me) He approached, unsure. This panic attack was the first in years. His hand on your shoulder offered reassurance like an anchor, and you emerged from the state, meeting his gaze with your tear-stained eyes; he was still your gentleman. He was still yours.

And you needed to repeat it to stave off madness.

"Abrázame," (hug me) you whispered in a fragile plea. His arms enveloped you, he was the refuge that you needed; his familiar scent eased your breathing.

His head on yours, he sought to share his heartbeat, attempting to quell the sudden anxiety and the questions that haunted your mind. His furrowed brows hinted at his confusion, but conversation could wait. For now, it was about you. The one who never failed him; he couldn't fail you now.

When your body distended completely, he gently guided you back to bed. You clung to him, as if he could run away at any moment.

You walked to your side of the bed and he tucked you in like no one ever did before, leaving a sweet kiss on your forehead, an attempt to dissipate the negativity.

“What time is it?” you inquired, looking up at him.

“Six a.m., sleep. ok?” He stroked your head, and your eyes closed under the weight of fatigue. “I love you so much.”

Days passed after the incident. He chose not to ask more about the reason behind your anxiety, he decided to act as if everything was fine.

This didn't imply he lacked concern for you, but it certainly felt that way. His demeanor towards you was still unchanged.

Feelings unaddressed hung in the air, manifesting in the cold kisses and the superficial small talk that never deepened. But, in front of everyone, you maintained the façade, accepting compliments from everyone about your seemingly perfect relationship. Only if they knew the underlying truth…

Yet, you personally sensed his gradual withdrawal, a palpable feeling of him slipping through your fingers. The strain became evident as you found yourself having to repeat things that were important to you at least three times, only for him to continually forget. Or the lackluster pecks he gave you, making you feel pathetic.

Although feeling unwanted, you weren't a resentful person, so you would religiously sit in the stands at every game and witness how he gained fan's hearts with outstanding performances on the pitch, earning the title of man of one of the champions league matches and you loved how the stadium echoed his name as he made an incredible goal.

You found joy in his happiness, doing his thing with the team of his dreams. In that moment, your mind transported into a different time – those moments when you stood by his side, offering comfort during his moments of self-doubt, back when he believed his dreams would forever be just that – dreams.

His satisfaction meant the world to you. Meeting him as he emerged from the dressing room, already showered, you couldn't help but admire how his wet hair framed his face.

A big smile adorned his face as he approached you. Opening your arms, your bodies collided as he effortlessly lifted you spinning around, creating a whirlwind of laughter that filled the air.

Once he gently set you down, you couldn't contain your pride. Cupping his cheeks, you locked eyes with him. The sense of accomplishment and joy was overwhelming. Your lips met his in a deep, meaningful kiss – one that hadn't been shared in weeks, but in that moment, it felt like the perfect reunion.

You believed this moment marked a fresh start, a much-needed rejuvenation to propel you forward. That optimistic outlook, however, disintegrated after he bid you farewell at your apartment, scrolling through TikTok on your couch, a video of his post-match interview caught your eye, and an involuntary smile crept onto your face.

His voice echoed through the video, captivating in its beauty. The interviewer's final question lingered in the air, "Who are you going to celebrate this with?" Anticipating a mention of teammates, family, and you, you were bewildered as the final words left his mouth – your name conspicuously absent.

And in that instant, the realization struck: he hadn't kept his promise to do a heart gesture to include you in his celebration either. But you decided to let it slide; perhaps it was the adrenaline coursing through his veins that caused him to forget, and you were willing to overlook it.

You turned on the TV to avoid your thoughts. He no longer watched movies with you, and lately, the time you spent together felt like his phone held more allure than anything you did to catch his attention.

Without even mentioning that he wasn't fucking you lately, offering excuses of exhaustion from training or unexpectedly halting any progress when things got heated and leaving your folds wet.

But still, your mouth stayed shut, justifying every action. What you didn't know is that only one drop was missing in the glass before it overflowed – the last straw.

And eventually, the bomb exploded in the least suitable scenario. You stood by his side, his arm around your waist, desperately wanting to take his hand out and shout your feelings in front of everyone.

You didn't want to be there; you longed to be at home with your fluffy cat, who offered more comfort than Fermín did in these past months.

He was so smooth about it, engrossed in the conversation with his friends, seemingly oblivious to your distress. You whispered in his ear that you needed to get home, you weren’t feeling at your best, the strobe lights blinding you, the music pulsating louder than your heartbeat. It felt like water was reaching your nose, and you feared you'd stop breathing any moment.

Yet, you stayed, like a naive girl striving to make everything perfect for her lovely gentleman. But was still that gentleman who put you above all else?

The voices and laughter from his friends overwhelmed you. While you genuinely liked them and had never encountered an issue before, this night seemed a challenge you couldn't survive.

Your gaze darted around, hoping for a savior amid the sea of faces. But there was no one.

The air seemed to get thinner, and your chest constricted, as if locked in a slowly tight embrace. The blue dress discomforting your skin, felt like an additional layer of confinement, fantasizing to shed not only the fabric but also the skin beneath.

It was as if transparent walls were materializing around you, and this was the moment to escape a place to which you didn't belong, feeling like a misplaced puzzle piece, you watched him again with pleading eyes, silently urging him to notice you.

“Fer, really, I need to go home.” You whispered, careful not to let his friends overhear. He scanned your gestures, it took him a few seconds to realize that something about you was off. You wish he had seen it earlier.

Everything he did was later than you needed it, when he did the things, you have already fixed yourself into the uncomfortable.

“Okay, let's go.” He nodded and he finally took out his hand off your waist, allowing a momentary exhale. Greetings were exchanged with his friends and you reciprocated, not wanting to show an impolite image.

Almost running, your feet propelled you outside of the disco, pushing people out of your way, without waiting for Fermín.

The doors swung shut behind you, plunging the abrupt silence upon your ears. Relief washed over you.

Closing your eyes, you took deep breaths. You needed to hold yourself like the grown woman you were and not cry. As the doors swung open and closed again, you turned to find Fermín, a frown etched across his face.

“Why didn't you wait for me?” his voice held a trace of anger, making you shiver. Realizing the street wasn't the place for such a conversation, you began walking towards the car, your feet aching from the high heels worn that night.

He hurried to catch up, the tension palpable. When the car alarm reached your ears, signaling it was unlocked, you opened the door and entered as quickly as you could.

Sitting there, attempting to adjust to sudden silence, you sensed his presence beside you.

Leaning back into the headrest, you brought your hands on your face.

He started talking again. “What's going on you?” you hesitated to face him, reluctant to confront those expressive brown eyes you memorized like the back of your hand.

As he insisted again to hear a response, anger got to your head. Without warning, you exploded, all the carefully restrained words meant to preserve your relationship pouring into a torrent.

“I'm just so damn exhausted! I feel like I'm invisible. I ache to be seen, to matter in your eyes again. I’ve been here, baring my soul, and it feels like you're a million miles away.” Your scream echoed, tears smudging your makeup. You saw the weight of his actions settling on him as his eyes reflected comprehension. A sob escaped your lips, he stood frozen. “I'm just asking you to hear me, to truly see me, and realize that I'm shattering inside because I've already fought too much alone for the person who I thought I would marry.”

He shook his head, a boy who had always the right words now seemed that they left their mind, leaving him defenseless. A hesitant pause filled the car.

Lips parted, but the sentences seemed to dissipate before finding form. It was as if they were navigating a maze of thoughts, searching for the right words to offer comfort or understanding, yet coming up empty-handed.

You got tired of waiting, you've been doing it for such a long time, you almost felt old. But if he just opened his mouth, you knew you would forgive him. “Let's go home.” You whispered, disappointed about a man who you were calling the love of your life.

He gripped the steering wheel and hit the road. Memories flooded back of the anecdotes shared in that white car, now slipping through your fingers like ash.

You pondered the absence of rain, almost expecting the heavens to open up. Wasn't it obligatory for the sky to weep when something magical began succumbing to rationalism?

When you arrived at the house, he finally was able to speak. “I'm so sorry for everything that I caused you.” He didn't know if physical contact would be well received from you. So he gripped even more the steering wheel, needing to make something with his hands, getting out the tension.

“What happened to us, Fer?” your heart-wrenching question hitting him. You were already talking in past tense.

There wasn't an exit for this situation, and he knew that. He wished he could build a time travel machine and make everything alright, fix the first mistake that led to this big snow ball that was making an avalanche. “I-I don't know.”

“I think I'm coming back to Sevilla.” you confessed, stepping out of the car. Your headache due to the tears that you've been letting out and your eyes were puffy.

As you stood outside the car, the quiet suburban street provided a bleak contrast to the storm raging within your emotions.

Fermín, still gripping the steering wheel, searched for words that could somehow mend the gashes that had formed between you two. The realization of the inevitable distance settled on him like a heavy cloak.

“I never meant for it to come to this,” he finally uttered, voice heavy with remorse. “I let things slip away, and I can't forgive myself for that.”

You, caught between the pain and the need for resolution, gazed at him with a mixture of sorrow and longing. The familiar surroundings of the neighborhood seemed to transform into a backdrop for the end of something significant. You already knew you were never coming back here.

In the distance, a streetlamp flickered, casting intermittent shadows on the pavement. You took a deep breath, the chill in the air stinging your lungs, and said, “Sometimes, we have to go back to move forward.”

His eyes, filled with regret, met yours. “Is there anything I can do to make things right?”

But the answer remained unsaid, it wouldn't be fair to give him instructions and keep rowing and carrying him while he was just there. Wounds were already too deep and your energy was drained.

You turned away, the distance between Sevilla and this quiet street growing smaller in comparison to the emotional gap that now separated you two.

The door creaked shut, marking the end of a chapter that perhaps, in the unfathomable depths of your heart you didn't want to admit that you anticipated it.

In the solitude of your apartment, surrounded by echoes of shared laughter and the ghost of a love that once flourished, you confronted the daunting task of rebuilding your world. The faint glow from the streetlamp outside cast a melancholic light on the remnants of what was.

Fermín, still parked, felt the shared years withering in the blink of an eye, something you had been discerning for a torturing amount of time. The engine hummed softly, an averse companion to the lingering regret in the air. As he drove away, the distance between your hearts seemed insurmountable.

You watched as Blaugrana, your Calico fluffy cat, approached you unawarely of everything surrounding her, you sat on the wooden floor with her purring next to you. The sparkle of her collar made you remember how your life was bound to be lived with Fermín forever, in that collar your initials were carved. You didn't want to fall back to this cruel reality.

You even commanded yourself to religion to save your relationship, months before. Night after night, you poured the essence of your yearning into prayers addressed to Aphrodite, beseeching her to weave the threads of love and passion back into your relationship, to restore its former glory. Each whispered plea carried the weight of your sincere desire, a desperate hope that the goddess of love might heed your call and guide your connection to the blissful days of yore.

But even that didn't work. And you realized the hug of what you thought would be a fresh start unraveled into the deceptive clarity of terminal lucidity. Now you would hear the eternal melancholic tone of the complete loss of vital signs. Forever.

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[masonmyluv]

Part 10

A/N: the last part 🥲

Warnings: smut, virginity loss; and also Ferran being a dick sorry Ferran fans xx

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You hummed, snuggling closer to your pillow. Or so you thought. You were cuddling Fermin, the boy sleeping peacefully, but having an arm wrapped around your waist as your leg was draped over him. Shit you thought. How did you end up like this?

Fermin stirred in his sleep, turning on his side, facing you. Your leg fell from his hips, but was still intertwined with his. You took a second to admire his beautiful features. And again, you asked yourself how did you get so lucky. His eyebrows, his nose, his lips... everything was perfect.

"Morning" he said in husky voice, tightening his grip around you, eyes still closed. "Morning, sleepy beauty" you joked. He opened his eyes, falling immediately on your face. He thought how did he get so lucky to have you in his bed and in his arms. You were so beautiful. "Looks like the pillow wall wouldn't have worked" he said, referring to the position you were both in. "You are a great pillow" you laughed. "I'm glad to hear that" he said, his thumb softly rubbing your cheek. "Good morning kiss?" You asked. "You read my mind, love" he chuckled, pecking your lips. "Do you have any classes today?" He asked, after he turned on his back, stretching for a bit. "In the evening, but I'm not going" you said, placing your head on his chest. "Bad bad girl" he teased.

"And you? When do you have training?"

"In two hours"

"What?! But you said in the afternoon!"

"I lied. Oops" he shrugged.

"Fermin López!"

"What? A little white lie didn't hurt anyone" he said. "Would've you stayed if I told you the truth?" He asked and you shook your head. "But don't lie ever again" you said. "I promise" he sealed it with a kiss to your lips. "We should get breakfast then. Because we don't want you late for training" you tutted, getting up. "When you're in my bed, I don't want to ever get up" he smirked. "Cheeky, Fermin, cheeky".

After you had breakfast, he was getting ready for training and you helped him pack his boots. "Thanks, love. I'll see you soon" he said, pecking your lips. "Good luck today".

—

"Why's Fermin smiling so much?" Pedri asked. "He didn't even care that I nutmegged him" Lamine whined. "I just had a good night sleep" Fermin shrugged. "With Y/N?" Gavi smirked and Fermin looked away. "I knew it!". "So Fermin finally got laid?" Ferran asked. "My love life is my business, not yours" Fermin said. "Oh come on. If I had a girlfriend like Y/N, I would take every chance I get. Have you see how good she looks?" Ferran said. "Don't do something stupid" Pedri whispered to Fermin, who was flaming red. "Keep my girlfriend's name out of your fucking filthy mouth, yeah?" Fermin muttered, bumping his shoulder into the other player. "Ferran, cut it" Pedri warned his friend. "It's not my fault he's a pussy" Ferran shrugged. "Shut the fuck up! None of this is your damn business" Fermin snapped. "Come on, let's go" Gavi said. For once in his life, he had to tame the spirits.

"I hope you forgot what happened"

"Can't. How he talked about Y/N..." Fermin said.

"You love her. You stood up for her" Gavi said as the two boys walked into Fermin's house. "I guess I do love her. She's quite amazing" Fermin smiled when he saw you in his kitchen. "I got a déjà-vu from when you were sick and she was cooking" Gavi grinned, taking his shoes off. "Hey love" Fermin said, wrapping his arms around you. "Hi, baby. Shit, the pasta is already boiled". "Hey Y/N" Gavi said while Fermin was still kissing all over your face. "Hi, Gavi. I hope you guys are you hungry" you giggled, pushing Fermin away. "Oh yes! And it smells amazing here" Gavi said. "Go change" you urged Fermin who didn't seem to want to let you go. Weird, you thought.

"So... how's going?" Gavi asked. "Good, I guess" you said, stirring the pasta into the sauce. "I'm happy for you, but don't tell Fermin I said this" he whispered, noticing your boyfriend making his way back to the kitchen. "What are you guys whispering about? We should eat, I'm starving" Fermin said. "Bon appétit" you chuckled. "You don't have to be jealous of me, Fermin. I won't steal your girl" Gavi joked, but Fermin turned somehow serious. "Did something happen at training?" You asked. "I think it's better if you tell her" Gavi said. "Delicious food Y/N, but gotta go. See you tomorrow, Fermin" he added.

—

"So... what do you have to tell me?" You asked as you both sat on the coach. "Nothing. Gavi's talking shit" Fermin said. "Really? Then I can call him and—". "Alright. No need for that" Fermin said. "Today Ferran said some things about you and I just lost it". "I hope you didn't do something stupid" you said. "No. Just told him to never talk about my life like that. And about you, of course" he said softly. "So he said something bad if it pissed you off" you said. "Yeah... made me feel insecure".

"Why?"

"I don't know. Maybe I'm not your type" he shrugged. "Fermin" you chuckled, straddling his lap. "Told you not to worry about that. I'm with you because I like you" you said. "I know, but—" you cut him off with a kiss. "I love you" you whispered. "You do?" He asked. "Yeah. I mean I don't know for sure since I never had a boyfriend before, but I care about you a lot, and I miss you so much when you're away" you blushed, confessing all you had felt these weeks. "Then I think I love you too because I miss you a lot" he chuckled, placing his hands on your hips. "Well l, that's good" you hummed, pressing your lips to his. You didn't know what aroused you that much, but without thinking, you rolled your hips against his. Twice, before he groaned into your mouth. "We don't have to—" he tried to say, but you couldn't get enough of him. "I only want you, Fermin" you whispered, pulling away. "Y/N" he groaned. "You're making it hard for me". "Maybe I want it hard" you shrugged. "I said I'm willing to wait. It doesn't have to be now" he said. "I'm ready. I want it with you" you blushed. "But take it slow" you added. "Of course. Will make you feel good, yeah?" He smirked, taking his t-shirt off. "W-what?" You blinked. "So you feel comfortable. Touch me, Y/N" he urged, taking your hands and putting them on his shoulders. "What are they feeding you with?" You asked, tracing the lines of his pecs, then down to his abs. He looked massive, packed with muscles. He chuckled, his hands going under your his hoodie, on your bare back. "Is that okay? If I take it off?" He asked and you nodded. He slowly pulled the hoodie over your head, then pulled you into an open-mouthed kiss. His tongue fighting for dominance with you, while you still explored each other. His skin felt soft when you touched it and you got goosebumps when he traced his fingers on your jawline. "We should take it to the bedroom" he suggested. You didn't want to let him go, so you koala-hugged him, at which he chuckled. "Alright. I'll carry you upstairs". "That's what all the muscles are for" you said, kissing his neck. He chuckled again, trying to ease your nerves.

He carefully sat on the bed with you still sitting on his lap. "Hey... you okay?" He asked softly. You didn't want to look at him. He would see right through you. "We don't have to do it now" he said, pulling back so he could see your face. "I want to, but...I'm scared" you whispered. "You don't have to be. If you want to stop, we'll stop yeah?" He said. "But I'm ready, I just..." you shrugged. "I don't even know" you whispered. "It's okay. No pressure" he said, trying to get up. "No, Fermin! I fucking want it now with you" you said. "Okay but you don't have to get mad" he surrendered. "Fuck's sake, sometimes you're a pussy" you rolled your eyes. "What did you say?" He smirked, climbing on top of you. "That you're a pussy" you gulped, squirming under his intense gaze. "The only pussy here is your wet one" he said, pressing a kiss on your neck. "W-what?". "Oh shit sorry... I didn't want to—". "I liked it" you blushed. "Such a dirty girl" he smirked. "Can I take it off?" He pinched your bra. "Yeah... if you take off your pants". He smirked when your eyes widened. "Yes, baby, you made me like this" he said, his dick hard against his boxers. "But I'm not even that—". "Shush... you're perfect yeah? And these babies are perfect" he said and you didn't even realised he unclipped your bra, letting it fall on the bed. You got shy all of a sudden, no other man has seen you like this, but this was Fermin. You trusted him.

His kisses on your skin made your panties wet, and the extra attention he gave to your breasts had you a moaning mess: he sucked your nipples until they became hard, then he softly pinched them, making your arch your back. "Fuck...so responsive" he smirked, pulling you into another kiss, while his hand made its way to your leggings. "Take them off" you breathed. "You're so beautiful" Fermin praised, pressing his fingers to your underwear. "Fuck" you moaned. "I'm taking them off... don't get shy on me" he chuckled, pulling down your soaked panties. "I told you not to get shy on me" he tutted when you instantly closed your legs. "I'm sorry... It's just...". "No one's ever seen you like this" he finished for you. "I feel honoured to be the first and the last" he said, before forcefully opening your legs and exposing you to him. You squirmed under his gaze, feeling yourself get even wetter.

Meanwhile Fermin admired you and he meant what he said: he wanted to be your first and your last. Nothing in between. "I'll have to get you ready for me yeah?" He asked, dipping his head down. "W-what are you doing?" You asked. "Kissing you". "Down there?" You asked and your innocence turned him on even more. "Just relax, baby" he said, before licking up your slit, then wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking hard. "Fuck Fermin" you moaned, twisting his blonde locks between your fingers. You've never experienced something like this before, but you wanted it again for sure. "Fuck... you taste amazing" he said, pressing his lips to yours so you could taste yourself. "I'm gonna add a finger inside... it may hurt" he said, pushing one finger into your hole. "Ah fuck..." you moaned. "Fuck you're so tight" he groaned, pushing his finger in and out of you. "F-Fermin...". "You're doing so well, love..." he whispered, adding another finger. "F-Fermin... I need to use the bathroom" you said, feeling a weird sensation in your lower tummy. He chuckled, adding some speed to his fingers as you came around him, moaning and squirming under him.

He peppered kisses to your chest while you gained your breath after the first orgasm of your life. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" He asked. "No, Fermin, it was amazing" you said, pecking his lips. "You're ready for me..." he said, groaning at the thought of filling you up. He got up, looking for a condom in his night stand. "How did you....". "I didn't use any. My mates got me this because, you know, I already told you" he said, blushing. "Yeah yeah, you didn't fuck anyone" you chuckled. "Can say that" he shrugged, pulling his boxers down. You gulped, seeing the size of him. "Is that going to fit?" You asked. "Don't worry yeah? Just try to relax and if it gets too much, just tell me and I'll stop" he said, rolling the condom on. "I'll take it easy..." he said, positioning his tip at your entrance and teasing you. "It feels weird" you admitted shyly. "You'll get used after a few times. But for the first one, just try to relax" he said, slowly pushing in. You bit your lip, he was almost half way in as he told you you were doing so good. "Fermin..." you cried. "Yes, I know, I know it hurts, but I'm not moving until you tell me" he said, being fully in and stretching you out painfully. "You're taking me so well, love. So proud of you" he kept praising you as you adjusted to him. You looked up to meet his eyes already looking at you with concern. "It's too much" he said. "No, no... it's okay... you can move" you said. "Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you". "Yes, I'm sure. Make me feel good, Fermin" you whispered.

With slow moves at first and soft kisses to your lips, he bottomed out and then back in a few times. The pain slowly faded away and you wrapped your arms around his neck, leaving some marks on his back. "I think I'm close" you moaned. "Yeah I can feel you clenching around me" he smirked, bringing his hand to your clit. "Fermin what— oh" you moaned louder when he flicked his fingers over you clit, bringing you closer to your climax. "Let go when you're ready, love" he whispered. You cried out when you came on his dick and he praised you again, pulling out of you. He ran to the bathroom to get a wet cloth to help you clean up, but you decided it was better to take a shower since, you know, blood. He helped you and was a sweetheart all the time, then you cuddled in bed together.

"How are you feeling?" He asked. "Good, but I still feel something there" you blushed. "It's normal. Maybe you'll feel it next time too, but then we can enjoy it properly" he said. "Next time?" You asked. "Yeah, baby. Don't want to let you go ever" he smirked, kissing your lips. "Did you ever think we'll end up together?" You asked. "To be honest, I was waiting for it since the first year" he replied. "I had a massive crush on you, that's why I sat near you in the first class". "I always asked myself why did you sit there" you chuckled. "Because I liked you. And I knew you'd help me when I couldn't come to classes" he explained. "I liked you too, but you were famous so...". "Yeah that can be intimidating" he laughed. "Very. I have to get used to it. Fermin López's girlfriend" you said proudly. "I like how that sounds. And we can keep it secret for some time. Although, the boys will tease me about it every day" he chuckled, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. "It's okay, but then I want the world to know that Fermin López is not single anymore". "You really enjoy it, huh?" He smirked. "Claro que sí" you winked. "Te amo" he whispered against your lips. "Love you too" you said before he kissed you again.

Hope you like it 🥰

And surprise! I’ll write an epilogue 😼 so stay tuned

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[iaeriy]

sneak out • fermín

summary; sneaking out of classes for ‘free’ time (based on this request!!

word count; 2.8k!!!

warning; spanish sentences, smut, slapping, bathroom sex, squirting

a/n: took awhile but here ya go! 🏩

You sighed in annoyance attempting to find another textbook, “i’m sure its in your bag!” aurora spoke, you whined in annoyance. You grabbed your tote checking, “oh found it!” You shouted, you ran out your room. “okay we can go now!” you said, she smiled looking at you. “gavi is picking us up..” she spoke, you nodded your head sitting on the kitchen stool. “is fer-“ she cut you off, “yes he’ll be there too.” she said, you giggled. Fermin and gavi were best freinds ever since they were particularly trained under barcelonas football academy, aurora was gavis older sister. You in the other hand were dating fermín, he was a very sweet kind hearted boy..although.. onthe other hand..he was a very..different person in private. You swung your legs around the stool, she laughed at your movements. “can’t believe how short you are..” she mumbled, you rolled your eyes. “funny..your brother is too..” you spoke.

she smiled at your comment, “come on let’s go now! they’re here!” she said, you got up walking to the door. she followed you behind, “go in the back.” gavi said, you nodded your head. opening the back door, you giggled when you saw none other but fermín. you sat on the back next to him, meanwhile aurora sat on the front. “hi mi amor..” he said, you kissed his cheek. “you trust mister grumpy pants here driving your car?” you spoke, gavi turned his head. “yes he does actually! what about you.” he said, you rolled your eyes. “he trusts me enough..” you spoke, he chuckled driving to the building. fermíns hand restrd on your thigh, your head resting on his shoulder. he watched you play a small little game on your phone, “tan hermosa eres..” (how cute you are..” he whispered, you laughed at the comment. “me estás mirando jugar el juego?” (you’re watching me play the game?) you said, he nodded his head. his hand squished your thigh, you looked at him. “no lo hagas..” (don’t do it..) you whispered quietly, he pouted. his fingers tracing up to your inner thigh.

you attempted to ignore the touch, he kissed around your jaw. you huffed out, turning your head. you held his chin, he looked at you. “no. not in here.” you said smacking his cheek playfully, he kissed your forehead. “fine. i’ll make it up.” he said, going back to watching you play your game. “we’re here you love birds.” gavi spoke, you got off fermín. the two of you getting out the car, followed by gavi and aurora. you locked your arm with his, following him. “i hate not having class with you.” he murmured, you giggled. “poor baby..it’s okay..you’ll see me during the free period.” you spoke. you, gavi and aurora said your goodbyes, fermín wallking you to class. “i don’t want to leave..” he sighed, you giggled. “it’ll be for an hour..okay? i love you.” you said kissing his lips, he kissed back. you smiled walking into your class.

you put your wired headphones on, sitting down on your seat, being focused in you got your textbook starting to write notes. writing down, doodling, taking notes.

30 minutes later..

your phone chimed through your headphones, the ringtone maming you jump up. you opened up your phone checking at the notification.

mi amorcito 🩵: im outside waiting for you right now, come out now..

you looked up, swallowing down nervously. you gathered your stuff putting them back in your tote bag. you got up excusing yourself, you walked outside the small building. you looked around, pulling your phone out clicking on his contact, texting him.

you: i’m outsidee

fermín went behind you grabbing you by your waist, you screamed smacking him on the chest. “seriously!” you said, he chuckled kissing your cheek. you put your phone on your bag, taking off your headphones. he held your hand, “come on..” he said, you frowned “where are we going..!” you whined, he smiled. the two of you walking another building, you were curious. that wasn’t until you reached the building, it was empty. more of a small living room area, right across were vending machines then a big hallway, you looked around. “why haven’t i seen this place..” you whispered, he chuckled. “i don’t take you out as much..” he said, you giggled. “it’s very big..thought everything echoes.” you rolled your eyes, you walked around looking at every corner. fermín went behind you, carrying you, a squeal coming out of you. “fermín! put me down! someone could catch us!” you whined, he chuckled. “fine.” he said, putting you down. he grabbed your hand pulling you to a hallway, you followed him behind like a lost puppy. “ven apúrate oyi a alguien!” (come on hurry up!) he whisper yelled, he opened the bathroom door getting as you quietly ran inside.

you closed the door quietly, you turned around as he pinned you against the door. you looked up at him, “what are you doing! we’re going to get caught!” you whispered, he shook his head. “just stay quiet..” he spoke quietly, you furrowed your brows. you felt him playing with the bow on your shirt, his eyes narrowed down slighty widening when he saw you wearing a skirt. you were quiet, couldn’t even hear your breathing at all. meanwhile for fermín, he was already thinking..thinking what he could do right now. you looked at him, “what’s wrong..you’re zoned out..” you said, he shook his head. “oh, nothing..” he spoke, you smiled kissing his cheek. he watched you walk away, the skirt catching his attention. you fixed the little bow-string you used to cover up your hairtie from your braids, fermín sneaked behind you, his hand gliding up to your skin. he squeezed your thigh, you blushed heavily looking down still fixing your hair. “fermí..” you mumbled in a singingly tone.

he began kissing and nibbling on your neck, you raised your head up watching him through the mirror. “w-what are you doing..” you whispered, he continued kissing your skin. his fingers pulling your skirt up, “h-hey!” you whined, he slapped your ass. you startled at the smack looking at him, “be quiet, we don’t want to get caught..remember..” he said, you nodded your head. you turned around facing him, your eyes looking down before looking up at him. “how did this happen..” you frowned. “hellooooo..answer m-“ fermíns lip smashed against yours, you kissed back wrapping your arms around his neck. he grabbed you by your ass picking you up, placing you on the sink. your hands traveling to his shirt, you raised it up as he took it off, lips still glued onto you. your hands trailing everywhere on his chest, he tugged on your shirt. “arms up.” he whispered, you nodded breathing heavily as you lifted your arms up. he pulled your shirt up, you kissed him again cupping his cheeks. you tugged on his pants, “please..” you breathlessly whispered, he chuckled.

“needy aren’t you?” he spoke, you kept tugging on the side of the jeans whining, he slapped your boob. you whined, staring at him, “go on, unbutton them.” he said, you didn’t hesitate to unbutton his pants, you blushed at the print aching through his boxers. he cupped your cheek kissing you again, you kissed back with a whimper feeling his hand harshly squeeze your ass. he pulled your skirt down as your thumb caressed his length in circles, you bit his lip teasingly. his fingers interlocking in between the sides of your panties, he pulled them down as you giggled. he turned you around in a swift movement causing you to gasp, he squished your ass cheek giving it a slight slap. you bit down on your lip holding your noise in, he began kissing your neck softly, you leaned your head backing resting it against his shoulder. you felt his hands trickle down to your pussy, he began rubbing on your clit causing you to slightly moan. you held onto the sink, his fingers rubbing your clit in a circular motion, the wet kisses planted on your neck causing your breathing to hitch out.

“u-ugh! just..” you whined out, he smacked your ass. “be patient. lower your voice too.” he muttered, you noddes your head looking down. he pulled down his boxers, he slapped your ass as you shuddered. “try not to be as loud..” he whispered, sliding himself in. you moaned softly, eyes rolling back at the stretch. he held onto the sink next to you, thrusting slowly at first. you leaned your head to the side, letting fermin kiss your neck more. he groaned at your stretch, “fuck..you’re so tight..” he whispered, you whimpered at his hand squeezing your ass, “i don’t think i can..stay this q-quiet..” you whispered out, moaning when he pulled out and slammed himself again. “e-especially..if y-you keep doing that..” you whimpered, he chuckled slightly pacing up into you. your head falling back against his shoulder, your back arched holding onto the sink feeling him everywhere taking up every inch of your walls. “hmm..isn’t this what you wanted..” he said, you were attempting to stay quiet, hiccupy and whiny whimpers coming out of you. “c’mon answer me.” he slapped your ass, you nodded your head. “y-yes! y-you did..t..too!” you spoke, mumbling out the last part.

he gripped onto your hip, thrusting quicker into you. you whimpered, head lowering down towards the sink. your hands holding onto the sink as fermíns hand traveled to your back, he kept slamming himself back and forth unclamping your bra. your head rises up as you heard the material fall to the floor, he squeezed your boobs smirking, you moaned uncontrollably attempting to stay quiet within every thrust. “look up brat.” he said lifting your chin up, you whined biting down on your lip trying to stay quiet. “t-this i-is so r-risky..” you murmured whining, he slapped your ass. “quit complaining.” he said, you whimpered at the smack holding still onto the sink. “quieres que me mueva rápido?” (want me to move quicker?) he whispered in your ear, you shook your head whining. “i-it’s gonna c-cause m-more noi!-“ you were cut off as you felt his fingers slip in your mouth, you whined. “shut up..” he whispered, he thrusted deeper causing you to gasp. he shoved his free fingers into your mouth, you sucked around his fingers—your moans coming out muffled and gurgled. you moaned uncontrollably around him.

the tip of his cock already abusing near your g-spot, you kept sucking around his fingers he groaned watching you through the mirror, you blushed heavily.

he pulled out midway as you whined, “w-why’d you s-stop..” you mumbled, he pushed you further into the sink, your ass now fully out, back arched. you frowned, “s-seriously! o-oh fuck!” you moaned loudly once you felt him enter again, thrusting harder into your sensitive spot. you gripped onto his wrist, his finger slightly pushing in deeper into your mouth. you gagged around his finger, your ass smacking against his pelvis as you held onto the sink. “shhhh..” he whispered in your ear, you nodded your head. his fingers going in deeper, you sucked around them, swirling your tongue around coating them in your saliva. he thrusted further into you, your eyes rolling back. he chuckled watching your reflection. “aww..look how cute..” he said, you rolled your eyes crying out a whine. his finger going deeper yet again, you gagged smacking his hand off. “shhhh..calláte.” (be quiet.) he whispered, you nodded your head quickly as he began thrusting into your g-spot. you moaned louder, gripping onto the sink. “f-fer!” you moaned out, he slapped your ass. “que te cálles.” (i said be quiet.) you cried out, nodding your head again. your stomach fluttering with butterflies.

you struggled yet again to stay quiet, a string of saliva attached to your lips, he pulled his fingers out your mouth. you breathed heavily yet breathlessly, coughing after his index finger was deep into your throat. he reached further down hiding your panties behind you, distracted by the pleasure you kept whimpering in between hoping a single cry or moan would slip out. your ass smacking against his skin, making it sticky from the sweat forming from your bodies. “see..wasn’t too hard right..” he spoke ksksing your neck, you whined. “s-shut up!” you slightly shouted. he slapped your ass harshly, “bratty much..” he spoke, you looked at him. “b-be quie-“ he didn’t hesitate to stuff your baby pink lace thong into your mouth. your eyes widened, “not so talkative now huh.” he said, you whined causing it to muffle, he chuckled. he grabbed your waist, turning you around. you stumbled looking at him, hands placed behind your back on the sink, he thrusted up harder into into you. you arched your back, moaning loudly. your chest arching into his, legs wrapping around his torso. your head fell onto his shoulder as he continued thrusting up into you.

you felt him thrust into your g-spot, you cried out yet again. legs shaking as you attempted to hold onto him even tightly. you pulled your panties out your mouth throwing it on the floor, you cupped his cheek, kissing him deeply. he kissed back, your moans muffling as his lips synced with yours. your eyes all teary, feeing the pressure on your stomach. “i-i feel close..” you whispered, he continued thrusting into you. “just a few more..” he groaned in your ear, gripping your waist before turning you around yet again. you blushed heavily, he began thrusting quicker into you. his hand traveling down to your clit, his fingers surprising you as they began rubbing against your hardened pearl. you arched your back crying out a moan, “d-don’t s..stop..” you moaned out, he groaned feeling you tighten around him.

his cock slowly began to twitch inside of you, he whimpered feeling you clench everywhere. his thrusts getting sloppier and slightly slower, “y-you’re tightening like crazy..” he whispered, you blushed heavily lowering your head down, he lifted your head up. “watch yourself..” he groaned out, you gasped feeling your orgasm closer and closer. “c-close..!” his fingers pacing up quickly, “l-let go.” he groaned out, you gripped onto the counter shaking uncontrollably. your stomach began tightening and burning as your moans went into breathless screams. it didn’t take you long to gush around him, you whimpered coming down from your high as he moaned in your ear, his seed shooting up inside of you. you sighed shakily resting your head on his shoulder, “amor..are you okay..” he said, you nodded your head. “you might want to get your little friend out of me tho..” you said, he smiled. “oops sorry..” he said, he moved away from you, you grunted at the emptiness. you leans against the sink, holding onto the sides. you watched him put his boxers on then later on his shirt.

your eyes widened at the shaking from your legs, “woah..” you said, he looked up at you putting his pants back on. “hm?” he spoke, sliding your panties into his pocket. “n-nothing..” you said, he grabbed your skirt. “here, let’s hurry up, gavi already texted me 30 minutes ago..” he spoke, you giggled sliding your legs into the material. “turn around..” he said, you nodded your head as his hand slid your hair to the side putting your bra on. “do you have your shirt?” he said, you nodded your head handing it to him, “arms up.” he said, you rolled your eyes raising your arms up as he put your shirt back on you, you smiled. “i’m going go need help walking tho..” you spoke, he chuckled nodding his head. “sit on the sink just one last time.” he said, you sighed sitting on the counter. you winced at the soreness, he grabbed paper towels cleaning off the liquid dripping out of your thighs. he chuckled, you smacked his shoulder. “seriously!” you whined, he kissed your cheek. “it’s okay, you’ll be fine. you’re cleaned up amor.” he pecked your forehead.

“okay you can get off now.” he said as he went to throw away the paper towel, you hopped off the sink holding onto the sink afterwards, you winced again, “do they hurt?” he said, getting your stuff. you nodded, “..and they ache too..” you spoke, he walked over to you kissing your head. “I’ll make it up later, let’s go now.” he spoke, he handed you your bag, “hold onto my arm instead, your limping is obvious..” he spoke, you giggled getting your tote bag as you locked your arm around his walking out the bathroom. you widened your eyes before realizing as you tried your best not to limp while realizing.

“um fermín..” you whispered. “si?” he spoke looking at you, “you never put my panties on..” you looked down whispering.

“don’t worry..that’s for me to keep.”

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[strawberryblue-blog]

Cuddling together

—FC Barcelona.

summary: How would they react to cuddling together at night?

warnings: none. soft, cute.

#SEXYNOTE: I will use few players but if you want to add you can leave it in the comments also the list of players you want in your request.

Pedri Gonzalez.

Against your chest.

Even if Pedri wants to be serious and masculine in the relationship, when you go to rest he is the opposite. He looks like a little boy waiting for his mother to tuck him in. In fact I could say that is his favorite time when you are together, sleeping on your chest. The warmth of your arms wrap around him and he rests his head in the hollow of your breasts, his nose sniffs and he sighs contentedly. 'Make cuddles in my hair' he would ask.

Your fingers delve into Pedri's brown hair and he begins to fall asleep with your little touches. One of your legs goes across his hips and wraps around him, grabbing hold of him to sleep still with Pedri on top of you.

He loves being in your arms, he can hear your heartbeat as he falls asleep and feels comforted and safe, yet he finds it so intimate and loving.

Ferran Torres.

Little spoon.

When it's time to rest, Ferran is always the biggest spoon. He waits for you every night with his hands open for you to snuggle against him. Leaning his body against yours is one of his favorite things to do. He likes to cover you completely, you know that his love is warmth and he feels like he takes control over you and you won't be able to escape his arms. Especially, because his arms wrap tightly around you and hold you giving you warmth.

He likes to kiss the back of your neck, hair and shoulders. He really gives a lot of attention to this part, he knows how much it relaxes you to be caressed and he will give you everything he can.

Probably at night, you turn to face him and kiss the bridge of his nose, Ferran is a deep sleeper, so he will never know about it and then you go back to your safe place.

Pablo Gavi.

On top of his body.

When they go to bed, Gavi is a very naughty child before going to sleep. He never sits still. He will play with you until you get tired and fall asleep, so he will grab your body and lay it on his with a single push. He is mischievous and looks at you teasingly when you lean on his chest with your elbows then he wraps his arms around you.

He just smiles proudly, after all he just wants to have on top of him. You rest your face on his chest and Gavi's fingers immediately caress your hips, then he moves up your back until he reaches your hair. He stays like this for a while until he falls asleep, just like you.

You sleep like this all night long you don't even move, maybe it's because of habit.

Joao Felix.

Up and between your legs.

Since you usually get to bed before Joao, when he comes home you are usually already asleep. Your eyes barely open and Joao climbs onto the bed. He carefully spreads your legs and places his body between them, then grabs them again to wrap them around his back. He uses your belly as a pillow and his hands grab yours, sometimes placing them on your belly and caressing it.

Literally you are well entangled but that's how you tend to sleep most of the time. Even Floki gets under your arms.

When you wake up, you'll see how your boyfriend is still between your legs and hugging your belly tightly. Without hesitation, you admire him for a few moments until you see Joao open his eyes and smile at you.

Fermin Lopez.

Inverted spoon.

He likes to hold you but when the night comes, he expects you to be. Your bodies fit together perfectly, Fermin leans his body against your chest and you circle his big back until you grab him. One of your legs crosses over his waist and you cling to him completely. If he's very cuddly, one of his hands goes down to your thighs and squeezes them gently caressing them.

Normally you sleep like that, he's not ashamed to be the little spoon. He grabs your hand and caresses your back with his thumb, until he falls asleep.

Fermin is a bit restless and when he wakes up he is in the middle of the bed, so you bring him back to his place and cuddle him in your arms.

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[gadriezmannsgirl]

Can you write one where reader teases Fermin because he’s pretty short 🤏🏼 compared to other players and Fermin takes it too seriously and becomes insecure and then reader tells him it’s not a big deal and that she loves him being a shortie with a big ass 🍑 or smth like that with fluff in the end ☺️

Thank you

Warnings: A tiny bit of d*ck sizes conversation, hints of morning love, mentions of Fermín's big ass (Yes, that's a warning); mr. sunshine is a bit insecure 'cus of his height in the fic, nothing major or explicit happens

Lack and Excess -F.L16

Summary: Your boyfriend's insecure about his height but don't worry, you reassure him that despite his short height you love him either way

"Let me get that for you, preciosa" You hear your ten months boyfriend say, you were making some lunch seeing as your parents and two younger siblings were coming over to have a nice evening with you and your boyfriend, Fermín at his house.

"It's okay, mi amor. I can get that"

"Shush" He said tapping your bum softly

"¡Fermín!" He laughs winking at you as he extends his arm to reach for the plates, however his fingers couldn't reach them. He sighed and got on his tip toes managing to bring them down and in front of you

"Seeing as you want to help" You began with a smile "I need your help to bring down here that salad bowl"

"No worries"

"But you can actually lift me up so I can pull it down"

"I can do that" You give him a look

"Venga amor, it's not time to show anything. It'll be easier and faster if you lift me up, my parents are going to be here in approximately thirty minutes and I still need to get ready"

"I'll be fast, don't worry. I'll just go, grab it and give it to you so you can do that delicious salad I'm already dreaming of" You smile blushing at his comment

"Rápido, López" (Quick, López) He got in front of the counter and got on his tip toes but still with that he couldn't reach the bowl

After a few minutes of trying and even jumping a bit, he turned to you and mentioned for you to come "Done?" You asked but he didn't said anything, in fact, he didn't even looked at you, only at the floor.

You felt his arms wrap around your waist and pull you up, your hands instantly went to his shoulders, you grabbed the bowl and a few seconds later he pulled you back on your feet.

"Gracias" (Thank you) He hums still not looking at you, you kissed his cheek several times to thank him; you can clearly sense that he got upset "Fer" You call him forgetting about the salad

"What's up, amor?"

"Are you upset?"

"Why would I be?"

"Let me rephrase that... I know you're upset what I don't know, it's why. You were sunshine-smiling a few seconds ago and now you have this angry face"

"You don't know if I'm upset"

"We may not have ten years together yet but we do have ten months and during those months I have been dating you, I got to know you and everything about you. I know how to read you. I know when something's bothering you, I know when you're happy, I know when you wanna leave a place, I know when you wanna cry, when you're mad, everything Fermín. And you do the same for me. Please, tell me why are you upset?"

He looked at you and the looked at the floor "Because I'm short" He mumbles

"Ah?"

"Because I'm short" He repeats again

"What does it have with you being short?"

"Everything. It has everything. On the pitch I can't do most headers, it's really putting me off people are doubting me because of that and now off pitch, I can't even bring down to my girlfriend a simple salad bowl. Can you believe that?"

"It's also normal for girls to have short boyfriends, I don't understand what you're going for"

"Why did you choose me?"

"What do you mean?"

"I have seen your ex boyfriend's, Y/N. All of them are at least two heads taller than me"

"So what? Fer, I don't care about their heights, I don't even care about yours! And please don't get me wrong, I love you and your height, I meant it as I don't really pay attention to it, yes, we're almost the same height with you being a few inches taller than me, so what? Yes, my exes's were way more taller than me but so what? They also called me little and I felt insecure in that time but I don't care about it now. You shouldn't care about what other people might say about you, you know who you are and what you are. Your family and friends know that too. I know that too. And that's all it should matter to you"

"You're perfect just the way you are, mi amor. I'm short and that's the way I'll be. You're short and that's how you'll be. However, we as a couple can help each other and be one single tall person. That's good for me and it should also be good for you, Fer"

"It is"

"It doesn't look like"

"You gotta understand me, preciosa. I see all these couples where the girl can't do something and the guy is always there to help her, I wanna be that for you but I can't because I'm short"

"We're an unique couple and we don't need for the other to do all the work, like I said we can do the work together" You smile "I really like the fact we're almost the same height and you may be small but you have such a big heart, a big personality, you're a big person in general; what you lack in height you make up for with other things" You say and soon you see a smile coming to Fermín's face

"What other things?" He wraps his arms around you bringing you into him

"Such a dirty minded you are!" He laughs "But you do have a big ass and I love my shortie bofyriend with big ass"

"And what about my-?"

"You know I love him and his size as well" You cut him off with a big smile on your face and some blush covering your cheeks

"I love how shy you can get when you were going at it this morning"

"Shut up" You hit his chest softly "I love you, all of you" You put emphasis on your words making him smile widely "I gotta go and shower" You slap his bum twice before receiving a few slaps back, you smile and kiss his lips

"Can I join you?"

"No!"

"Why not"

"My parents will be here anytime"

"Oh come on!"

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[digitaldiarystuff]

Celebrity Crush

pairing: Fermin Lopez x Y/N

summary: you are asked a question about your celebrity crush while with Fermin and he doesn’t feel good about your answer

genre: angst to fluff

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“Let’s play a game!” Gavi screamed having a little too much to drink. He was being funny tonight.

You looked at Fermin trying to see if he’s in. He felt your eyes on him and turned to you smiling ear to ear. He squeezed your hand and kissed the back of it. Tonight was first in a while, since Fermin had a lot on his plate you couldn’t really go out and have fun like any other 20 year olds.

“Juguemos!” Pedri chimed in while dropping one arm around you and one around Fermin, you formed a circle on the ground around the coffee table. There were roughly 12 of you and everyone cheered truth or dare.

It was going incredibly fun, Pablo had to discard his shirt while Ferran had to kiss Sara and Sophia and Balde spent 7 minutes in heaven, just then, the bottle spun in Fermin’s direction.

“Ooh Fermin, what should I make you do?” Pedri said while putting his hands together in a playful manner.

“He should strip.” Gavi said while laughing hysterically.

“No he should not.” you said making everyone laugh.

“Someone’s jealous.” Sophia added making you realize you said it out loud. Your cheeks turned bright red.

“I’m not!” you exclaimed but in reality, you were. You didn’t like to share.

“It’s okay baby, you know I’m all yours.” Fermin turned to you and said but he was also laughing at your possessiveness.

The game continued a few more rounds until the bottle turned your way and Sara was supposed to ask you a question.

“Um, let me think. Oh I got it, who’s your celebrity crush?” she asked in a high pitched voice.

“Theo James.” you answered truthfully without missing a beat. Everyone around you cheered and just then you realized you may be a little too quick. You blushed again and turned to Fermin for some reassurance just to see him look the other way without any emotion on his face. You were startled by his reaction but since the game was still going on, you didn’t want to ask him in front of everyone.

Throughout the game, you tried to hold Fermin’s hand and talk to him like you did all night but all you got in return was side eyed looks and some light hand holding. Something was definitely wrong and you knew it was probably about your answer but Fermin always knew your fondness of Theo James and he never had a problem. So why was this an issue now?

The game wrapped up after a while and it was probably for the best because you suddenly weren’t in the mood anymore. Fermin’s mood change really affected you and you were a little annoyed at him, being cold in front of your friends was something you’d never want but luckily, everyone was drunk.

You decided to give him some space to cool down and went into the kitchen to get a drink. You also needed to take a moment.

“Are you ready to go?” Fermin suddenly appeared beside you.

“Yeah, let me just get my bag.” you coldly responded and said your goodbyes separately. The air was thick between you while you waited at the gate for your taxi.

“Are you going to tell me what’s wrong?” you finally asked because you couldn’t deal with this coldness anymore.

“Nothing.” he simply answered but this was classic Fermin, he shut down whenever you had a fight and never told you what was bothering him until something made him snap.

“Fermin, seriously? How many times do you think we have to have a discussion about you not being open with me?” It was bothering you so much that he just left you in the dark.

“I don’t want to talk about it Y/N just drop it.”

You walked around him to be face to face because he wasn’t even looking at you while talking. You came to the same level and held his hand.

“Fermin, you know I love you right?”

“And I love you.” he said slowly looking up to you, his eyes clearly softening with your sudden admission of love.

“Then you need to tell me what’s wrong? Did I hurt you without knowing? Was it something about my answer?” you pressed and he immediately looked away.

“Do you think I’m not famous enough?” he suddenly asked making you confused.

“What?”

“Don’t you think I’m a celebrity? Sara asked you about your celebrity crush and you didn’t say my name and I know you like him but I thought you liked me better.” he started ranting about him not being famous in your eyes and you stood there trying to understand what he means.

“Baby, of course you’re famous you play at the most prestigious club. You’re a young superstar. I just- you know these questions, they mean like someone you don’t know but would like to know. You’re not my celebrity crush you’re my actual crush, and my handsome boyfriend and my favorite person. I’m sorry I never thought of it like that.” you said with a little smile.

“Also, it’s okay baby, you know I’m all yours.” you quoted him from before making him smile.

He squeezed your hand and pulled you closer hugging you. His face was in your hair while you mumbled how much you loved him and you also may promised to show just how much you crushed on him once you get home. He was suddenly full of energy and looked around the road.

“Where’s that taxi when you need it?”

You laughed at his reaction.

“Well just check when it’s coming.”

“Wait, you didn’t call a taxi?” he turned to you.

“No, I thought you did.”

“Oh fuck no I need to get home.” he suddenly said and flagged down a random taxi, you just giggled and went along with him wondering how you got so lucky.

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this was a lovely request and i’m not sure about how i feel about it, please let me know your thoughts 💖 also thanks for reading

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[iovebarca]

Kissed By The Pool - Fermín López

Authors note: send me some requests!

WC: 700+

warnings: incorrect grammar (probably), intended lowercase, my first language isn't english so if you notice any mistakes please tell me, just fluff!

summary: You and Fermín, childhood friends on holiday, find yourselves caught in a moment of realization on a family vacation.

you and fermín have been inseparable since you were born, your parents were friends and you've basically grown up together. you two even had your first kiss together with the excuse of just getting over with the whole firsts thing. truth is you liked fermín a lot and not just in a friends way. your mother who knew about your little crush, often told you to just go for it. according to her, he wouldn't reject you and even if he does, you guys would still remain good friends. however, that's not what you desired. you wanted something more than just being good friends.

currently you guys were on a holiday with your parents and as you both relax by the poolside of the grand mansion, surrounded by its luxurious beauty, a feeling of peace settles over you. the mansion is stunning, with its beautiful gardens and sparkling pool, making it the perfect place for a vacation filled with relaxation and fun. it even had a tiny football pitch. your families are laughing and chatting together, adding to the joyous atmosphere. It's wonderful to spend time with them in such a beautiful place, away from the usual busyness of life.

you both decide to take a dip in the pool, enjoying the refreshing water and each other's company. splashing around and sharing jokes, you feel closer to fermín than ever before. his laughter is like music, filling you with happiness and a sense of belonging.

"it's amazing here, isn't it?" fermín says, looking around with awe. "i never thought we'd get to experience something like this."

"i agree, it's surreal but i'm grateful for this time together" you reply, meeting his gaze with a smile.

fermín's smile is gentle, his eyes reflecting the shimmering surface of the pool. "me too. it's moments like these that remind me how lucky i am to have you in my life." your heart swells with warmth at fermín's words, his sincerity touching you deeply. "i feel the same way," you reply, your voice soft with emotion. "you've always been there for me, too. through thick and thin."

as fermín's words linger in the air, a comfortable silence settles between you, like a warm blanket wrapping around your shared moment. the only sound is the gentle lapping of water against the poolside and the distant hum of cicadas in the surrounding gardens. you become aware of the soft murmur of voices as the rest of your families wander off, drawn to other activities around the estate. their laughter and chatter fade into the background, leaving you and fermín in a cocoon of tranquility, undisturbed by the outside world.

the comfortable silence is broken by his voice, soft yet weighted with meaning.

"you know, it's funny," fermín begins, his gaze meeting yours with a hint of vulnerability. "i've always liked you more than just a friend."

his words hang in the air, sparking a cascade of emotions within you. surprise, hope, and a flutter of excitement mingle as you process his confession.

a soft smile tugs at the corners of your lips, mirroring the warmth that blooms in your chest. "i...i never knew," you admit, your voice barely above a whisper.

fermín's eyes soften, a mixture of fondness and sincerity shining in their depths. "and you know what's even funnier? my parents always thought that we would end up together by the time high school ended."

as the weight of fermín's confession settles between you, the air crackles with anticipation, a palpable tension hanging between your shared gaze. with a soft smile, he reaches out, his hand gently cupping your cheek, his touch tender and reassuring.

in that moment, time seems to stand still as you lean into his touch, your heart pounding in your chest. with a silent understanding, you close the distance between you, the warmth of his breath mingling with yours as your lips meet in a gentle, loving kiss.

it's a sweet, tender moment, filled with a depth of emotion that words could never fully capture. in that fleeting instant, the world falls away, leaving only the two of you, lost in the sweetness of the moment.

As you pull back, your eyes meet, a shared smile lighting up your faces. In that simple exchange of affection, you find solace and reassurance, knowing that whatever the future may hold, you'll face it together, hand in hand.

#fermin lopez #fermin lopez x reader #fc barcelona #fermin #fermin lopez fluff #fermin lopez oneshot #football

[vscabarca]

photographer - pablo gavi

summary: gavi has a crush on the club‘s photographer, but he‘s afraid you don‘t speak spanish.

genre: fluff

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Sitting on the couch with the phone in your hands, you scrolled through old pictures, smiling at all the beautiful moments you’ve experienced over the years. Giggling, you turned your head towards your boyfriend, gavi.

He was watching a random football game when he turned his head and shifted his attention to you.

„what‘s so funny hermosa?“ he asked, stroking your legs which were draped over his lap.

„i just found the picture i took of you when we first met.“ you snickered, making gavi turn his head in embarrassment.

„amor, this is so embarrassing.“ He groaned.

„no it was cute! It just makes me laugh that you told me you were too shy to speak english.“ you replied, shuffling closer to him and put you head on his chest.

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„¿quién es?“ gavi asked fermin, trying to sound unbothered by your presence.

„who?“ fermin asked, not really understanding what his friend was saying.

„who is the new photographer? i’ve never seen her before.“ he tilted his head towards you, who recently started working as a club photographer. you were twenty, moving from England to Spain, pursuing your dream in sports photography. Pure coincidence led you to this job, now taking pictures of sweaty footballers every day. Couldn’t be better right?!

„ay Pablito likes the new photographer huh?“ fermin nudged him, earning a smack from his friend.

„OW!“

gavi wouldn’t tell anyone for the first few weeks but he found you very cute. During his trainings he glanced over to you sometimes, seeing you do your job and take pictures for the official FC Barcelona account.

After one particular fun practice, he walked back with Ansu to the locker room. On his way back, you stood on the sidelines, encouraging the players to pose for a post-practice picture.

It was the first time he heard your voice, a british accent coming through.

„smile!“ you asked kindly when ansu and gavi walked past. Both flashed you a smile, making your lips turn upwards too.

After the „click“ sound, you glanced back up, holding eye contact with gavi for a few seconds. As the two players disappeared into the tunnel, you couldn’t help but blush at the thought of the nineteen year old.

@fcbarcelona: training done🫡 ✅

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„just ask her out after practice hermano!“ pedri urged gavi but he just shook his head resolutely.

pedri found out about his little crush not much later. gavi wasn’t the best at keeping things to himself, he just couldn’t keep secrets.

„hermano, I can’t speak english!“ he spoke frustrated after hearing you talk with a british accent.

pedri just laughed out loud, his head flying back as he clutched onto his chest.

„bro, be serious I bet she can speak spanish. At least a bit. You can speak english too!“ pedri argued, encouraging his younger friend to make a move.

„Have you ever heard me speak english? I sound stupid with my accent!“ gavi just waved him off, getting into a shower to clear his mind.

It has been a week later and gavi still didn’t talk to you. His heartache grew stronger over time, seeing you everyday engrossed in your work made him weak. Little did he know, you had your focus more on gavi than on any other player, snapping some good pictures of him during practice.

The next day, gavi came home late, deciding to ask you out the day after. Stressed as he was, he downloaded Duolingo to do about three exercises before he grew even more stressed and deleted the app again.

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tying his boots, he received a crash course from ansu. he could speak english quite well in contrast to gavi.

mid-sentence he shot up, glaring at his friend.

„how do you know I have a crush on the photographer?“ he asked bewildered as he saw ansus smirk on his lips.

„almost the whole team knows, don’t tell pedri your secrets pablito.“

he was fuming but walked off earning funny faces from his teammates.

you were doing your job like always, trying to get some good shots when gavi walked in front of the lens, doing a silly pose.

you glanced up from the camera, blushing as you saw gavi smiling at you.

„did you get a good shot?“ he asked rather shy, his thick spanish accent coming through.

„yeah. not really hard when you’re the model.“ you chuckled, seeing Gavis lips curl up into a smile at your words.

„could be the other way around too, you know?“

your heart fluttered after hearing the footballers words, a blush creeping up your face.

„i‘m gavi by the way.“

you just laughed, seeing the puzzled expression on the boy’s face.

„i know who you are, silly. I‘m Y/n.“ you said, feeling much more comfortable now after seeing how nice gavi actually was.

he relaxed too, feeling a good connection between the two of you.

„so, i‘ve seen you around for some time now and thought you were really cute. is there a chance to get to know you better?“ gavi asked, before seeing his teammates walk onto the pitch alongside xavi.

„yes of course. i could give you my number.“ you offered and placed the camera down next to you.

„Sería perfecto.“ Gavi answered, forgetting you didn‘t speak Spanish.

„my english isn’t the best, i mix it up sometimes.“ He said and scratched the back of his head.

„don’t worry, your english is perfect. I‘m the one who should learn spanish!“

He smiled softly at you when you scribbled your number on a piece of paper and handed it to him.

„gavi! come here!“ xavi shouted, interrupting the cute moment between you two.

gavi glanced over his shoulder, seeing the whole team staring at you.

„go, or else xavi will kill me for talking to his beloved youngster.“ you chuckled as Gavi laughed at your joke, pulling you in a short hug.

„see you around. i‘ll text you.“ he spoke, already running to the group before he earned a slap on his head from pedri. fermin basically jumped onto his back as he told them what the two of them were talking about.

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„if you didn’t speak English that day, i probably wouldn’t sit on your lap right now, don’t you think?“ you asked and put your hands around his neck, pulling gavi closer to you.

He just smirked cockily, pulling you into a sweet kiss and mumbled a quiet „mhmm“.

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