#joao felix angst

[judebelle]

been thinking ab joao and reader hooking up behind his teammates backs'... like they've been "involved" for a while but sometimes the tension is too much and they have to sneak away iykwim ;)

sneaky - j.f. x reader

a/n : omfg anon ur gonna be the death of meeeeeee!! also i made this kinda long since i havent posted in a while, oops..

pairing : joao felix x fem!reader

word count : 2.3k

summary : joao and u prefer to keep your love life private, secret even, but the the flirty looks and knowing smirks from across the room are becoming unbearable.

cw : smut obv, lil bit of alejandro x reader, sneaky joao and reader, unprotected sex (wrap it b4 u tap it ppl), make outs, cursing, me not bothering to accent his name lol sorry

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you were starting to regret going out to dinner with your friend alejandro and his teammates.

the only reason why being that one of his teammates had become more.

hooking up with joao felix on the down low has been fun, you won't lie. and while you enjoy sneaky quickies and flirty messages, there were times where you wish you could just tear off his clothes and fuck that smug smile right off his face.

you were currently sitting in a restaurant, a private room and table was booked for alejandro, his barcelona teammates, and their plus ones. you and alejandro had become inseparable ever since you met in spain a few years ago, and you had grown increasingly close to his teammates.

very close to a certain mr felix.

the first time you met joao, it wasn't anything magical, you just thought he was fit. alejandro had introduced you to him when he came on loan to barca recently, and you just couldn't get him out of your head.

it seems that the feelings were mutual, as that very same night he followed you on instagram. you, of course, played it cool and took your time following him back (you waited like 10 seconds).

from there, you two messaged often, especially after the team would hang out.

joaofelix79 : u got home safe?

ynsusername : ofc i did

ynsusername : alejandro wouldn't let anything happen to me

joaofelix79 : that's good.

you two started messaging more, sometimes even calling each other late in the night. you couldn't explain why, maybe he was just fun to talk to.

you would complain to him about work, and he would complain about a mistake he made in training.

eventually, you two started hanging out alone.

not anything crazy, of course.

joaofelix79 : hey

joaofelix79 : js noticed im about to drive by ur place

joaofelix79 : wanna get some ice cream? my treat

how could you refuse that?

it wasn't all that shocking to you when a surprise ice cream date turned out into a steamy make out session on a bench in a park in the middle of the night.

"we should stop, someone might see us.." you murmured against the portuguese boy's lips, you yourself making no effort to.

"ok, if that's what you want." he pulled away from you, his fluffy hair disheveled thanks to you.

"5 more minutes" you placed your lips on his again, feeling him smile against them.

from there, weekly hangouts became almost nightly. he would pick you up in his car, and you would drive anywhere. you just needed an excuse to make out. you even put your number in his phone.

eventually, joao grew tired of the make outs that led to nothing, and you did too.

12:03 am - joao : wyd

12:03 am - you : was ab to put some instant noodles in the microwave lol

12:04 am - joao : dont bother

12:04 am - joao : come eat at my place

12:05 am - joao : i ordered uber eats

of course, you went, and you two ate the chinese takeout he bought. you two sat and laughed together at his attempt at using chopsticks.

and then you found yourself perched on his kitchen counter, him in between your legs while he rammed into you mercilessly. you left red marks across his back and biceps.

"my god, you feel amazing, querida." joao's words were muffled as his head was nuzzled into your neck, his lips caressing your hot skin with every word he spoke.

"i'm so fucking close, joao.." you whined and whispered curses while your hands found themselves travelling from his arms to his hair, tugging on the soft brown locks.

"let go, y/n, i'm close too!" he removed his flushed face from your neck and connected your lips together again, breathing heavily into your mouth.

you came undone with a sharp whine, arching into him. his thrusts became sloppy as he let out a long groan against your lips, releasing into the condom.

that was the first time you two had fucked, and it definitely would not be the last.

his house was usually where you two would hook up because it was so big, and you didn't have to worry about anything when you were there.

you two fucked anywhere - on the bed, in the shower, on the couch, even in the laundry room.

you found that it didn't really matter where you were. if either of you were craving the other, it happened right then and there. it was fun. it kept you on your toes, kept things fresh and fun.

but it became a curse when you two were at a team dinner.

---

"si, i told him he could go fuck off if that was what he wanted. that guy needs to learn some manners, for fucks sake!"

the table erupted in laughs as pedro went on about some story that you weren't really paying attention to to be honest. you were sat right beside your good friend, alejandro, who was very intrigued in pedro's story and hadn't spoken to you more than twice this evening.

across from you was joao. he was wearing a black dress shirt that hugged his biceps perfectly along with black dress pants. of course, to make your life more difficult, the top two shirt buttons weren't done up.

one more open button and everyone would've seen the hickey you gave him the other-

"isn't that right, y/n?"

alejandro was speaking to you, and you were too busy staring at joao's biceps to hear him.

"hmm? sorry?"

"i said, it was you who i walked in on dancing silently in the darkness darkness of your room, right?" alejandro smirked at the sight of your cheeks going red, this memory being nothing short of embarrassing to you.

"yup, that- uh- that was me..!" you looked down in humiliation as the table giggled at alejandro's unexpected story about you. he loved embarrassing you, it was his thing. he found it fun because he thought of you like a little sister.

you looked up to see joao, laughing along with everyone else at the table, finding amusement in your misery. you shot him a playful glare.

"i'm only teasing, mi corazón." alejandro chuckled before ruffling your hair. "ale!" you whined, fixing your hair. his friends teased you. they all thought of you as their little sister, especially you being one of the younger ones.

the men continued on with their conversations as you continued looking at joao from your end of the table, only this time, he was looking at you too.

he was taking a slow sip of his water, eyeing you down.

joao wasn't the only one dressed all sexy tonight. you wore a short black satin strapless dress that hugged your figure perfectly. you thought of joao when you picked it out, you thought of him while putting it on, and you thought of him taking it off.

it seems that joao had the same thought. the way he looked at you from under his lashes gave you the impression that your outfit choice was a smart one.

you sent him a quick wink.

he smirked and dropped his eyes to your cleavage, widening them.

you rolled yours before continuing to eat your steak.

---

you couldn't take it anymore.

something the way he laughed with everyone at the table, his hair flowing when he turned his head. he had on a gold rolex and a gold chain, both glistening under the lighting over the table.

it was the way he carried himself with such confidence. he knew he was hot, and he knew you knew it too. that confidence definitely carried over into bed.

finally, you got up from the table, excusing yourself to "make a call".

shooting joao a quick look, he took the hint. his eyes followed you, watching you exit the restaurant and head towards the parking lot. after an agonizing 30 seconds or so, joao told everyone he forgot something in his car, and made a beeline to where he saw you last.

he saw you standing outside his car, waiting for him. he made his way towards you.

"so, who did you have to call?" he teased, his eyes waiting for your reaction. you scoffed and rolled your eyes, "very funny.".

you wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing him closer to you as you leaned against his car. he smiled down at you before looking over your figure.

"nice dress.."

"just take it off."

---

you two had squeezed into the back of his car, leaving nothing but surrounding street lights as your light source. you straddled his waist, rocking your hips while you smashed your lips against his. you two were breathing heavily, occasionally breaking the kiss to huff and puff before going back at it again.

joao's arms were wrapped tightly around your waist, his right hand occasionally sliding down to cup and smack your ass. his actions made you yelp into the kiss. your arms were everywhere. cupping his face, on his shoulders, in his hair, on his chest, on his abs.

it was like you two hadn't seen each other in years. like you were drowning and the only way to breathe was.. this.

your smooth rocking of the hips created a hard bulge in joao's pants which felt great on your throbbing clit. he groaned into the kiss, breaking it for you to breathe and to leave kisses down your neck.

"so, fucking, horny" he broke each word with a kiss. you moaned above him. "you can't even last one dinner party without my hands all over you?" you wanted him to shut up, so you grabbed his face in your hand and smashed your lips against his.

you started unbuttoning his shirt, but your hands were too shaky to do it quickly. "take this off, god damnit!" you groaned as he laughed and began unbuttoning it himself. you hiked your dress up and helped him with the last few buttons.

you moved his shirt partially off him, leaving it on his arms since you couldn't be bothered. you leaned down to kiss his chest while looking up at him. he was smiling down at you, hands rested behind his head.

he brought you back up to pull the top of your dress down just enough so that your tits would pop out. when they did, he licked his lips. now it was his turn to lean down and suck on them, making you tilt your head back and pant.

"joao, we dont have time for this-"

"shhh, patience princesa. don't worry." he went back to sucking.

"they're going to realize we're gone- joao!"

he couldn't bring himself to leave your tits alone, but when he did, you quickly reached down and undid his belt , not even bothering to pull it off.

"estás mesmo excitado, não é?" (you're really excited, aren't you?)

you nodded and bit your lip.

he unzipped his pants and pulled his hard cock out of his boxers. you raised yourself up on your knees and hovered over his dick. he held it up with one hand, the other resting on your hip.

"are you ready for me?" he teased.

"enough questions." you cut his teasing short as you took his cock in your hands yourself and sunk down on him.

joao hissed at the unexpected pleasure. he looked up at you, gasping for air above him before tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

"move for me, bebé."

you did as you were told, lifting your hips up until just the tip of him was left in you, before sinking back down on him, agonizingly slow.

he shuddered at the feeling.

you picked up the pace, causing the car to rock. your tits bounced in his face, causing him to twitch inside you.

"fuck, y/n, you're amazing-" you laugh breathlessly above him, your hands resting on his shoulders for stability while his gripped your hips tightly.

after some time, your thighs were burning, and you were getting tired. joao picked this up, taking control. his grip on your hips was put to some use as he moved your hips up and down for you. he lifted and dropped you so easily and made you move so much faster. you felt the air leave your lungs and arched your back to stick your tits in his face.

he grinned as he thrusted his hips up, meeting you in the middle. he tilted your body back, and started to hit the spot inside you that made you see white.

your pants and gasps turned into moans and whines as you felt the bundle of heat in your core.

"joao, i'm close" you warned, your nails digging into his shoudlers.

"i'm right there with you, baby, oh," he groaned and grunted as he watched him drill into you faster and faster. "meu deus, foda-se!" (my god, fuck!) he hissed with gritted teeth as he felt you clench around him.

his pace was too much for you to hold back. you let go with a gasp and moan, your hand slamming and sliding down the steamy car window, leaving a print.

joao was, indeed, right there with you. he pulled your body off of him and set you down on his thighs hastily before stroking his red, throbbing cock, cumming all over your stomach with a string of grunts and pants.

you both sat there in the hot and dark car in disbelief, covered in sweat and panting, after having the most mind blowing sex you've ever had. you leaned your forehead against his and smiled. he chuckled before teasing you once more.

"let's go. we don't want to miss dessert, do we?"

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[iaeriy]

all good girls go to heaven, but bad boys bring heaven to you. // joão félix x reader

summary; halloween special! when you wear a costume for joãos attention

warnings; breeding kink, sub!reader, oral sex;m!receiving, unprotected sex, dirty talk, spanking & overstimulation.

note; holy..it’s currently october 20th. i finished this early and wrote this down in 3-4 days, that is very rare usually takes me about a week but i got through it. im wiritng this done rn and its october 30th a min away from halloween & I AM TIRED, sorry if this isnt proofread. anywhooo, hope y’all enjoy this while i work on the last halloween special! 🎀

halloween was finally here! the decortations you forced joão to buy you were now outside, the small little pumpkins you made him carve with you by the entry of the house, & so much other stuff you can’t even remember about. you were in the bathroom trying to fix the little white wings for your costume, you had your hair curled before putting on the white headband on your head. you glanced at yourself through the mirror before grabbing the white stockings with your white heals, of course you also put your costume on just to tease joão around as well. you got up and fixed the mini skirt before going downstairs. first thing you saw was joão playing on his play station..of course fifa. you rolled your eyes before you grabbed the white bowl with little spiderwebs on it. running around trying to find the candy bag. “where is it..” you mumbled before you heard the bag as you turned around quickly shooting joão a look, “are you kidding me.” you huffed out before walking over to him tapping on his head, he turned around looking up at you as his eyes widened.

“what are you wearing. and why are you upset baby-“ he said before you smacked his hand before grabbing the candy bag, “these are for the kids, i’ve told you many times.. i even asked you if you wanted a bag for yourself joão..” you said before he spanked your asscheek as you bit your lip, before walking back to the kitchen to the put the candy in the bowl. he watched you walk to the kitchen as his eyes went straight ahead to gaze at your ass before he got up making his way to you, “you’re seriously wearing this for the night?” he said as you nodded humming happily, he scoffed and rolled his eyes. “what’s bad about it baby?” you said looking at him flattering your eyelashes, looking up at him innocently as he shook his head before kissing your cheek, you smiled before ruffling his hair as he spanked your ass yet again. “that’s enough joão!” you said furrowing your brows before he chuckled, before he grabbed your waist tightly pushing you back to him, your back now against his as you gasped before rubbing your ass against his clothed crotch. “i know what you want joão..” you whispered as you continued to grind yourself against his crotch, before he spanked your ass, “needy ass girl.” he said before he turned you around, smacking the fat of your boob that was squished by the corset. you gasped before you smacked his head as he pushed you over the counter, your ass now out infront of him.

“such tease. you wear this to grab my attention and infront of those kids. how dirty.” he said before he spanked your ass harder this time as you moaned out shaking your ass infront of him before the doorbell rang, you widened your eyes before getting up as you stood up fixing yourself before you grabbed the bowl of candy before walking to the front door opening the door as you heard them happily yell out “trick or treat!” you smiled giving the children a few pieces of candy as you left a poor joão with a hardened buddy in his sweatpants in the kitchen, as you passed candy around for the kids and even a few teenages.. your boyfriend on the other hand was impatient and not going to leave without a hardened cock, you looked at joão who was pissed. you giggled before you continued passing the sweets for the little kids, until he went behind you, lowered himself by bending his knees to reach to your height as he rested his chin on your shoulder. “you still owe me.” he said kissing your neck as you hummed before turning your head slightly to look at him, “hmm..no. go away now.” you said before he spanked your ass again walking away rolling his eyes, “you’re a brat.” he commented before he went behind you again, squeezing your ass as his fingers explored a specific area.

as you were passing more candy of course joão just had to be messing with your ass, “you don’t have any panties on.” he said as you blushed heavily nodding your head, “what are you going to do about it.” you said before he grabbed your waist, you gulped before he pulled you back inside, he closed the door which was good since there werent any children around. you giggled before placing the half empty bowl of candy near the entry before he grabbed your arm yanking you to the kitchen, as he turned off the lights. the candle & the fake pumpkin lantern now being the inly lighting, as it created a orange aura. he pinned you against the counter before he grabbed your cheeks making you look at him, “see what you’ve done.” he said as you giggled before he kissed you deeply cupping your cheek, you let out a desperate moan whilst kissing him back, you began unclamping the corset as your breasts popped out, his eyes going down to your chest as you giggled before he continued squeezing you, his big hand gropping your boob as you moaned in the kiss.

your hand slid inside his grey sweatpants rubbing your thumb against his tip that was leaking pre-cum, he groaned as you hummed looking up at him as you grabbed his jaw staring at him. “such a bad boy of you to wear no boxers neither..shame on you.” you said before giggling as you pulled the grey sweats down, stroking him slowly as he bit down on his lip, before he leaned his lips against your neck sucking on your skin leaving his marks around. you moaned slightly as his hand began to stroke your clit, you gasped as his fingers began to rub around the sensitive knob, your head leaning back as you pooled yourself even more with the wetness. you small hands continued to stroke his cock before he slipped one finger inside your soaking hole, you arched your back before smacking his hand off as you got on your knees. you continued stroking him as you looked up at him flattering your eyelashes so innocently before he looked down at you tilting his head, “such a brat and you decided to wear this costume.” he said slapping your boob harshly before you stuck your tongue out swirling your tongue around the leaking pre-cum off his tip, as you began to suck around it while your hand began stroking him slowly matching the rhythm of your mouth before you took his whole length in as a loud groan fell out of his mouth.

you looked up at him with your big eyes as you began to bobble your head slowly, your tongue swirling around the thick base whilst your small hand stroke what couldn’t fit in your mouth. he chuckled watching the little halo on your headband bounce around due to your bobbling movements, your cheeks tightening as he groaned loudly yet again at the slight wet grip. he pushed your head deeper before you smacked his hands away before you lifted up his white shirt as you felt drool drop over your chin looking at his tanned abs, you picked up your drool with the hand you were stroking him with before stroking him yet again as you spread your saliva all over him, you felt yourself getting much wet as your white creamy acrylics ran around his abs. you giggled at his little flinch before bobbing your head deeper as your nose nuzzled his pelvic bone. he groaned louder as he gripped your head, forming a small ponytail before he tried pushing you deeper as you moaned around him as he began to thrust his hips, fucking into your mouth. you tried not to gag around him as your headband started to fall off your head whilst tears prickled around the inner corner of your eye. you gagged the moment you felt his whole cock deeply in your throat as you gripped tighter into his thighs, “f-fuck you’re mouth is s-so warm..” he said as you continued gripping onto his inner thighs in which your acrylics creating little lines on his skin.

he continued thrusting into your mouth before you pulled your head away as a string of saliva connected from your mouth to the tip of his dick, your spit now going all over your boobs before you took him in your mouth again bobbing your head quickly, as your hand stroke the rest, he put your headband back in place before spanking your cheek you moaned around him again as he saw the string of wetness from your pussy. he pulled himself out of your mouth as you whined looking at him before he grabbed you by your shoulders picking you up pushing you against the counter. “put one leg on the counter and keep the other on the floor angel.” he whispered in your ear as you nodded your head, as you lifted your right leg, placing it on the counter. he looked down at your ass seeing the red hand marks from his spanks before spreading your ass out, “so wet..all for me.” he murmured before grabbing his hardened cock before pushing himself inside of you as you moaned out feeling him slide in so quickly. he groaned before holding your hips as he began to thrust slowly inside of you as your hands held onto the counter, you moaned loudly the second joão pulled out and slammed himself in harshly back into you as you jolted forward in each quick thrust. “w-wait! j-joão!” you moaned out gripping onto his wrist before he slapped your ass yet again, “shut up.” he said before leaning against your neck, kissing and sucking all over your skin as he continued thrusting quickly into you.

you moaned uncontrollably as your headband began to get loose and fall off your head yet again, the small wings on you still as you had taped them against your skin, your ass jiggling and smacking against his pelvis as his thrusts started becoming harsher. you moaned loudly as he covered your mouth, your moans becoming muffled as you gripped onto the counter. “we’re just getting started and you’re already loud. how adorable.” he said still thrusting into you as you cried out into his hand, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as he would hit all types of spot, joão knew pretty much any spot of your body just to get you in the right moment. you were moaning louder into his hand as he was thrusting quicker into your g-spot, causing your moans to become louder. you felt him already twitching after you had gave him a blowjob on him, you moved his hand away from your mouth before his hand lowered down to your clit, rubbing on it as you screamed out from the pleasure on your body. you gripped tighter onto the counter as your right leg latched onto the counter began shaking, your orgasm approaching so quickly. “h-harder..” you mumbled out as he gripped your hips tighter, pounding harder into you. you screamed out in pleasure yet again chasing your orgasm, “naughty angel aren’t you.” he said spanking your ass again as you let out a high pitched moan.

he spanked you one more time as he squeezed your ass, “harder.” you moaned as he spanked you harder, “a-again.” you giggled before he spanked you yet again groaning loudly as you clenched around him, your hands already slipping away from the counter grip as they were sweaty and your forehead as well from the intense movement happening, your mind starting to become fuzzy as your eyes rolled to the back of your head yet again, “s-so..g-good..” you moaned out as his thrusts became sloppier, “fuck, fuck, fuck! you’re so tight around me.” he said biting on your neck as you giggled at the bite before whining, “i w-wanna..” you said breathing heavily still moaning at his thrusts before tears began to slip out of your eyes, “cum for me.” he said before your orgasm catched up to you sending shockwaves as you screamed out, before joão came inside of you, his seed filling you up as you panted heavily laying on the cold counter. “don’t move, i want to see my mess.” he mumbled as you nodded your head catching your breath before he grabbed you by your shoulders again as you were now facing him.

“we’re not done yet.” he said before you giggled wrapping your arms around his neck kissing him deeply as he kissed back,you stroked him yet again as he whimpered slightly. “still sensitive baby..you sure..” you said whispering as he nodded his head before he kissed you again, you kissed back before he picked you up, your butt now on the counter as your hand held the back of his head still kissing him. your acrylics running through his damped hair before he slid himself back inside of you again without you knowing, the two of you kissing sloppy and messy before he began to thrust into you again, you bit his lip fighting back a moan as he groaned, you giggled before you sucked on his tongue moaning into his mouth as he was thrusting slowly into you. you continued kissing him while he lifted your left leg against his hip, as he had more access to go further in deeply. you arched your back moaning uncontrollably in between the kiss, “f-fuck..don’t stop!” you moaned out as he held your hips still thursting into you, as both your skin and his smacked against each other. you wrapped your arms his neck as you pulled him closely, his forehead touching yours, his breathing becoming heavier than the previous round. “fuuuck mi angelita..it’s just like your pussy was meant for m-me..” he whispered in your ear as he grabbed your hip lifting you off the counter before he began to grind you up and down against him, you moaned louder before tugging on his shirt, “t-take it o-off..” you whined out before he grabbed your jaw, “take it off for me. be a good little angel for me..” you pouted before lifting his shirt even more, as it was now above his head as you took it off him, as you whimpered at the sight of him shirtless before you kissed him again, he kissed you back as the two of you messy kissed.

he continued thrusting up into you as the two of you kissed. the sounds of him corrupting your pussy being heard as the wetness smuthered all over him, your mascara smuthered around everywhere as dry tears were currently on your face, whilst new ones formed. he held onto your ass as you leaned your head back constantly crying out in pleasure, your moans being pornographic at this point. you felt joao rest his head on your neck as he mumbled portuguese cuss words into your skin whilst kissing around your neck, ''o-oh my god.'' you breathlessly moaned out as he began marking his territory yet again.. on the same spot he did.. this time leaving the hickeys much more darker than the ones he left. you closed your legs shut around him as you whimpered in between your moan letting your head fall back as you felt him much deeper, your legs shaking and slightly slidding off due to the sweat forming on his torso before you wrapped your legs around his hips tightly yet again before he moved farther down to your chest, leaving hickeys around your breasts as you whiny moaned everytime he sucked around them, sure it was painful since your breasts were a bit sore but with the pleasure consuming over your body, it was much better for the distraction. you held onto his hair as the sucking noises coming from his mouth made you blush much heavily. he looked at you, you giggled in between your moans as your back was now resting against the cold counter. your legs glued onto his hips, as he lifted himself away from your chest, you giggled before he leaned in closer to you, lifting one leg on his shoulder. as your other leg was hanging off the counter, you screamed when you felt the tip hit your cervix as he rested his forehead on yours, whilst you kept mewling out pleasured moans. "fuck. you take my cock so well baby. he said before kissing you again, you wrapped your arms around him as you ran your finger up & down his spine. the two of you sloppily & desperately making out as he was deep inside your cunt.

your moans being muffled with his kisses, whilst his groans were muffled by yours. you felt your eyes getting teary from the over sensitivity as you felt your body full and your clit tingly. you looked at him, the sight making you whimper as half his fluffy was sticked to his forehead from the sweat, the rest being damped hair. “i-i’m all t-tingly..” you moaned out as he looked at you, groaning at your current state. your eyes were watery, your lips all swollen, your white fairy wings now crooked, “yeah? well you’re not cumming.” he said as he squeezed your boob. you whiny moaned as he continued to thrust quickly into you pressing down on your lower tummy. you shrieked as you felt him corrupting into your body. “w-why! pl-please!..” you said, as he looked at you with a smirk rubbing on your clit, you gasped, a loud cry escaped from your mouth as his fingers rubbed your clit quickly as you leaned your head back crying out from the pleasure, he chuckled once he saw the hickeys placed on your neck & chest, he began to twitch again as he thrusted roughly into you. he began to slam himself in and out of you, you screamed out as you felt his tip hit your cervix yet again. you began to see sparkles in your vision, your mind fogging up, “j-joão..i-i c..can’t.” you mumbled out before spanking your ass again, “yes you can bratty girl.” he said before you cried out a moan again shaking your head, before he slapped your ass harder, you cried out over and over as you felt wetness trickling down your leg, “p-please! i-i’m so c-close!” you said as he shook his head.

you screamed out as you couldn’t hold it in much longer as you delt the gushing sound forming, your hips bucking in the air as you let out a highly pitched scream, squirting your juices out all over his chest, your walls tightening around him, blowing joaos orgasm as he shot his cum inside of you, sighing loudly in pleasure. “holy shit you came everywhere.” he said breathlessly chuckling, falling against your chest, you carefully lowered your leg off his shoulder as you were still wearing your heels,you smacked his head, before he pushed himself in deeper. you shuddered at the over sensitivity before a sob escaped from your lips before he calmed you down as he laid himself on you, whilst his dick still in you slowly thrusting as his seed slightly squirted around inside of you still, “shhh..just don’t move, want to see my mess dripping out of you.” he said as you blushed heavily nodding your head, you sighed out running your hands through his damped hair, pulling it slightly as you pulled him in, your hands cupping his cheeks as he smiled resting his forehead against yours. his nose brushing against yours as your chest was rising up and down slightly, "you look sexy like this.." he murmured as you giggled breathlessly, looking down at his cock. "y-you're still semi h-hard.." you said as he chuckled, "wanna do it again?" he said as you sighed out shakily, "mm, tired.." you mumbled.

he held you as he walked over to the living room as you fell on your back against the soft cushion, before he fell ontop of you. you giggled between the kiss as he smiled in between, you began carding your fingers against his hair before joão began to grind slowly against your clit, your hips bucking in the air for more as he chuckled in the middle of the makeout. he pushed himself inside of you again, he groaned loudly feeling your walls tighten around him again before you sighed dreamily, he held onto your hips as he began to thrust himself roughly not leaving a moment for you to adjust to the sensitivity happening again, you arched your back, your mouth making a ‘O’ as you cried out a long moan. you were about to cup his cheeks as he swiftly grabbed your arms in ease pinning them over your head as he thrusted quickly into you, your legs slightly touchung his hips as they would move up and down with this thrusts. he burried his face in between your neck, nibbling and biting on your skin, your moans coming out of your mouth uncontrollably as your fingers pressed onto his biceps, his hips rocking slowly and yet hard as his cock would warmly hit your g-spot constantly. you mewled out loudly as his tip would kiss your spot, “y-yes! fuck! j-just l-like..mmmngh..th-that!” you moaned out as he pounded harder into you, within each thrust your walls began to tighten as your breath hitched everytime. he continued nibbling and sucking on your neck as his chest was pressed against your breasts. “so warm and..t-tight for me..” he whispered as he continued pounding into you, the wet sucking sounds making you sigh out in pleasure before he moved away from your neck now on top of you, holding your hips.

he pulled out stroking himself as you looked down at him, you stared at his red cock, as it slightly twitched. you bit your lip as you rubbed your legs together, “on your fours, ass up.” he said as you nodded quickly, turning to your stomach your ass up in the air as you were now on your fours, he stood behind you before he slammed himself in, you gasped loudly as you choked on air moaning loudly, he gripped your hips tightly, rocking his hips in and out harshly, you gripped onto the cushions before he pinned your arms above your head. “you like that? being pounded like the little brat you are for wearing your naughty costume.” he said as you cried out, your ass smacking against his pelvis, your wetness all covered on his pelvis. his balls kept hitting against your clit, he lifted one leg on the cushion, resting the other leg on the floor before he rotated his hips as he began to thrust without mercy, stretching you out more deliciously. “o-oh, g-god! y-yes!” you screamed out in pleasure as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, you jolted forward with every thrust being sent up into you, loud groans and moans escaping from his mouth behind you, you began moaning incoherent things as he chuckled at your fucked out of state. you tried to lift yourself up to see him as he pushed your head back into the cushions, “j-joão! pl-please!” you moaned out as he spanked your ass, letting go of your hands before you lifted yourself up, he pulled your hair towards him as you shrieked turning your head towards him.

you stuck your tongue out as he leaned in kissing you again, you kissed back before your stomach began to tighten up again, you cried out a moan as his previous cum was now dripping down your leg, your wetness smuthered everywhere on your inner thigh and his cock. your walls clenching even more around joão as you cried out, a sob escaping your lips as he looked down at you watching you tremble. “i know baby, i know. just a little longer for me, okay?” he said as you nodded quickly, he continued thrusting quickly into you as you held yourself in. you kissed him again as he kissed you back, you kissed back gripping onto his arm which was holding your waist. “you’re doing so well f’me mi cíelo..” he whispered in your ear as you giggled between the kiss, he rubbed your nipple as you grunted whimpering loudly trying to hold your orgasm, “c-can’t h-hold..on..” you murmured as he pulled you against his chest, he held onto your waist before thrusting quickly than he was into you, you cried out over and over again. your legs about to give out before joão held you by your tummy as he wrapped his arm around you still thrusting into you, tears began to spoil out of your eyes as the pressure was consuming you, you felt his cock twitch inside of you, you bit on your lip whimpering before he began kissing your neck.

his hands roaming from your arm to your clit, you shook your head. “n-n-no..” you whispered as he spanked your ass before he began to toy with your clit, his fingers rubbing on the little nib. you cried out shaking your head before he groaned loudly as his thrusts began to getting sloppier. his balls hitting deeply onto your clit making your mind all fogged up, “fuck, fuck, cant hold much longer.” he said before he pushed you further down, your back fully arched as your wet sounds were heard throughout the room including your moans, skin slapping and his sinful sounds. you rubbed yourself with your fingers as you closed your eyes, moaning uncontrollably into the cushion before your wetness began to squirt out a bit, “o-oh g-god! fuck! i c-can’t!” you said before joão spilled his cum inside of you, his warmness shooting up in you again as you squirted everywhere sobbing out a moan. you sniffled wiping your tears before you tried holding yourself on your fours but due to your trembling you fell on your stomach on the couch.

he spread your ass cheek as he looked down spanking each one of your cheek, “t-too much..” you mumbled as he chuckled kissing your back before you turned around on your back, he pulled you closely before lifting you up carrying you. “come on, let’s go to bed now.” he said as you hummed in response resting your head on his chest, he carried you to the bedroom which wasn’t as far from the living room. “wrap your legs around me and hold on okay?” he said as you nodded your head slowly trying not to fall asleep as he got the bed ready before he put carefully removed the wings and the headband off your head as he placed you down on the bed, before tucking you under the covers. you giggled softly before he grabbed your makeup wipes that were in the drawer next to the nightstand, “try and look at me okay? don’t fall asleep yet..” he whispered as you hummed again before he grabbed a wipe out of the packaging, wiping your makeup off. once he was finished he kissed your cheek before walking over to his side of the bed laying down next to you, as you turned to look at him. “thank you for whatever we just dealt with..” you whispered as he chuckled rubbing your hand, “did you like it?” he said as you nodded your head slowly giggling, he smiled as his fingers traced around your thigh, you giggled before he moved the strand of hair out of your face as you began to doze off to sleep, he chuckled kissing your forehead.

“you should wear costumes like that more oftenly.”

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[purinfelix]

joao x reader angst based off of that song Nothings New by Rio Romeo. Like maybe Joao is always ignoring reader in public or smthn. 🤭

nothing's new.

pairing: joao felix x reader (established relationship) summary: in which you learn dating a famous footballer comes with the price of secrecy warnings: angst, toxic relationships w/c: 790

a/n: ANONNN this request really hit me idk like it single-handedly brought my motivation to write back because even though it pains me, writing angst is just too fun sometimes .... its a little short but i hope you enjoy !!!

Before Joao, you had had an ex-boyfriend who, despite being nowhere near as famous, insisted on keeping you his little secret. Most of your ‘dates’ had consisted of you sneaking in through his bedroom window or accompanying him on weekly boy's nights which left you feeling uncomfortable at best and totally invisible at worst. Your relationship, if you could even call it that, was a part of your life you were glad was over. 

Telling Joao about this hadn’t been easy, but you had seen it as an obstacle to overcome as early on in your budding relationship as possible. And you had always planned to have a mature, serious conversation with him about it - but that was before it came slipping out one evening after multiple glasses of wine and several vodka cruisers. The two of you were sharing stories of awkward first dates, childhood crushes and all other things a young couple likes to get off of their chests over a dinner date, but before you realised it he was helping you stumble back to your apartment. 

You had thrown yourself onto your couch, chest heaving as you felt a heat radiating from your flushed face. Hands gently gripped at your ankles and you leant forward to see your boyfriend trying his best to take your shoes off for you whilst you tried your best to sit upright. 

“And he had the audacity to make it seem like my fault!” you mumbled, words slurring as your hand waved about angrily. 

“What an asshole,” Joao’s voice came from somewhere behind you now, probably as he was putting away your shoes by the front door. Even through your drunken haze you could hear the sincerity and sympathy in his tone, as you reached out a hand in his direction. 

“Well, there’s a reason I broke up with him,” you laugh weakly even though there’s no joke in your words. You hear the sound of his feet padding back over to the couch and suddenly his warm hand is in yours, caressing the back of it with his thumb. Even through your half-lidded gaze you can make out his eyes, which only look back at you with an earnest expression as he speaks. 

“I don’t understand how anyone could treat you like that.” 

It’s been months since then but his words still echo in your head now, as you make yet another unsuccessful attempt to reach out for his hand as he walks ahead of you. Not so ahead that you can’t keep up, but just enough that any onlookers and paparazzi can apss the two of you off as mere acquaintances, and not a couple. 

His hand dangles by his side and you yearn for nothing more than to take it in yours, the way you did that night and the way you still do most nights - but you have to remind yourself that most of these nights you spend in the privacy of your own home with your boyfriend. Because when you’re out, in the public eye, he stops being your boyfriend and becomes Joao Felix, beloved and renowned footballer who has yet to announce a romantic relationship to the public. 

You can’t remember exactly when it started being like this, but if you had to you’d put it sometime around the start of the most recent football season. It wasn’t like he had told you that your relationship would have to stay a secret explicitly, because he had all the implications in the world to do that with. He’d talk about other footballers and their relationships and constantly quote his agents advice of “not flaunting a relationship if he wasn’t absolutely sure it would last”. 

It hurt. There was no denying it. Watching your boyfriend oscilate between the most loving person you knew and treating you like a total stranger, and trying your best not to overthink how he played the role of a disinterested stranger a little too well. And it had taken you some time to get over the idea that maybe if you had been more famous it wouldn’t have to be like this. 

But still, you lived for those times, in the privacy of your own home, when your boyfriend would return. When you would be allowed to wear his jersey, his shirt, his arm around your shoulder and not feel immense guilt about it. When he would whisper sweet nothings as apologies, and kiss you like he meant it a thousand times over. When he would show his love to you like he had nothing left to lose, and your relationship felt real again. 

You could only wait and hope for a day when you weren’t the only one who knew about it.

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[cieloclercs]

𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 | joão félix

request by: @joaofelix101199 “where The reader discovers she is pregnant but does not know how to tell Joao.”

pairings: joão félix x reader warnings: pregnancy (obviously) mentions of morning sickness, probably incorrect depictions of an ultrasound, tinyyy bit of angst, fluff!!! word count: ~3k

IT TOOK THE symptoms practically being dangled in front of your face by a piece of string for you to finally realise. What you had originally brushed off as just a stomach bug turned out to be far more consequential than that; more than you could even comprehend when you first saw the results, staring back up at you from where you sat on the bathroom floor. You’d been watching a Netflix series when the thought first occurred to you – though now you can’t even remember what programme it was. You’d barely even been paying attention. Then one of the characters listing off all the symptoms, the symptoms you had been experiencing for weeks now, made your head snap up in alarm. It couldn’t be, could it? There was no way you could be pregnant…

But staring at the test in your hands now, the harsh reality of it all hit you like a truck. Positive. Two clear lines burned into your memory, so that every time you closed your eyes you could see them – as if they were taunting you. You were pregnant.

It should have been the happiest day of your life. Growing up, you’d always imagined it differently to this. You’d sprint out of the bathroom, tears overflowing with your eyes as you ran to your lover to wave the positive test under his nose. He’d laugh and tell you to slow down, because your excitement meant he couldn’t even see what you were showing him. Then he’d fall quiet. He’d stand there for a moment, blinking down at the two lines as if he thought with the next one they might disappear; trying to figure out if this was real or a dream. It’s real, you’d say. We’re having a baby.

It was supposed to be perfect. But instead you found yourself with your knees drawn up to your chest and your back against the bath tub, fighting to keep your breathing even. This wasn’t joy you were feeling – this was fear; fear of being given such a responsibility, such a duty to look after another human being inside you for nine months (and then for the rest of your life); fear of what it could mean for you and your future, which had been so carefully planned out until now. But most of all, fear of how the father was going to react.

It wasn’t as if you and João hadn’t talked about having children before. You’d been together for almost three years, sharing a home for two of them, so the conversation was bound to crop up at some point. His stance had always been the same. He wanted them in the future, but he was focussed on his career. You got the sense a baby would throw him for a loop he didn’t really need right now, especially given the uncertain nature of his current footballing life. Issues at Atlético had caused your lives to be thrown up in the air, as suddenly you were packing for London as João made the surprise loan move to Chelsea. Then, just as abruptly, you were due to be on the move again, bound for whatever club he would end up at next – which even he didn’t know at the moment. The situation was already difficult enough without throwing a baby into the mix.

God, would it ruin everything? You wondered anxiously. Everything we’ve worked so hard for?

For the first few days after finding out about your pregnancy, you kept quiet. João was in an especially good mood – he doted on you constantly, always wanting to be near so he could wrap an arm around your waist or press a soft kiss to your temple. You didn’t want to ruin his perfect, ignorant bliss. Instead of him accompanying you to your first ultra sound appointment, you took your best friend. You knew she wouldn’t tell him – she’d been your confidant for just as long as he’d been your boyfriend. But that didn’t mean she kept quiet about her opinions.

“You know he’d be thrilled, right?” she grumbled on the way to the appointment, and then again as they sat in the waiting room, “I don’t understand why you won’t just tell him. What’s he gonna do, kick you out? The man’s obsessed with you, he wouldn’t even last a day.”

You shot her a warning look which, for the moment, was enough to shut her up.

“So today we’ll just be performing an abdominal scan to confirm your pregnancy.” The doctor you’d booked for your ultrasound, a Doctor Hernandéz, you believe she said her name was, smiled warmly at you as you sat uncomfortably on the hospital bed, “And to check that everything is in order with the baby, of course. Don’t worry, it’s just standard procedure.” She assured you kindly at the brief look of panic that flashed across your face.

You relaxed a little bit when Doctor Hernandéz instructed you to lay down on the bed, and began to rub the ultrasound gel into your stomach. It was cold, but surprisingly soothing. You let yourself drift off with your thoughts as the machine next to you booted up. They all resided on João, unsurprisingly. How was he going to take the news? And perhaps even more importantly, how were you going to tell him? That was probably the thing that was worrying you the most, especially given that at the current moment, just thinking about it made you want to throw up. But then again, that could have just been the pregnancy symptoms talking.

You were wrenched out of your thoughts as the sound of steady beeping filled the room. It took you a moment to understand what it actually was – a heartbeat. Your baby’s heartbeat. Your head snapped upwards to stare at the screen of the ultrasound machine. And there it was. Almost indecipherable in black and white at first, but somehow you knew. It was your baby. You’d never seen anything more beautiful in your life, even if it looked like no more than a smudge on the screen. Your eyes welled up with tears.

“Good news!” Doctor Hernandéz exclaimed happily, “You have a strong, healthy baby. Congrats, mamá!”

Mamá. God, that sounded so good.

“Oh, mi amor, I’m so happy for you!” your best friend blubbered from her seat beside the hospital bed. It seemed she was even more emotional than you were, “You’re going to be the best mom, I know it.”

You giggled, before turning back to gaze fondly at the screen in front of you. This was the joy you’d always dreamed of feeling. In this moment, everything was perfect. You only wished João was here to experience it with you.

“No Mr Y/L/N with you today?” Doctor Hernandéz asked casually, smiling at both you and your best friend as she clutched on to your outstretched hand tightly.

“Uh, no.” you said nervously, “He doesn’t know yet. I wanted to be sure before I tell him.” you explained, “Oh, and it’s Mr Félix, actually.” You added as an afterthought. Beside you, your best friend was smirking.

Doctor Hernandéz nodded in understanding, “Well, if you want a way to tell him, I can get a picture of the ultrasound printed out for you?”

Your face lit up. You’d never agreed to something so fast in your life.

“So how are you going to do it?” your best friend asked as she drove you back to yours and João’s apartment.

“I was thinking maybe I’d put it in a box with the pregnancy test…and maybe some baby clothes?” you thought aloud, “But make it look pretty, you know. I could give it to him a couple of days before he goes on international break.”

Your best friend hummed. She seemed to be lost in thought, almost glaring at the road in front of her. Then, all of a sudden, the lines in her forehead cleared, and she let out a gasp so loud you jumped.

“I’ve got it! You could get a custom-made Portugal shirt – baby sized, obviously – with his number on the back, but change the name to daddy!” she exclaimed excitedly, practically bouncing around in the driver’s seat with all the energy her sudden revelation had given her. You looked to her with just as much excitement in your wide, shining eyes.

“You’re a genius.”

And so within a couple of days the plan was set. You’d managed to get the shirt order fast-tracked, luckily, and had somehow hidden it from João when the package arrived. Although having said that, he was used to your orders coming in at least every other week, so he didn’t even bat an eyelid. Unbeknownst to him, you were gathering both the items for your surprise and your courage whilst he remained as clueless as ever.

When the time came, just under a week before he was due to fly out with the Portugal team for Euros qualifiers, your nerves finally kicked in. You’d planned everything out to the nth degree, so you knew nothing could go wrong. Dinner was ready to serve, with all of his favourite foods, and your little box was tucked away in one of the unused drawers of your kitchen unit. You’d put everything you needed inside. It was the perfect plan. But still you couldn’t fight the urge to throw up – and it definitely wasn’t the morning sickness this time.

“You’re treating me well tonight, baby.” João said with a chuckle when you sat down for dinner, immediately taking your hand into his across the table, “What have I done to deserve this?”

His soothing words and soft voice relaxed you a little. But the uneasy feeling in your stomach never fully went away.

“Nothing in particular. Just wanted to treat you.” you trailed off for a moment, biting down anxiously on your lower lip, “I’ve got a surprise for you later.” You said, flashing him your best mysterious look. João sat up straighter, his eyes already widening in intrigue.

“What? A surprise? What is it –“

“Eat your food and then I’ll tell you.” you told him firmly, pushing down the urge to smile when he pouted, looking so adorable you just wanted to reach across the table and kiss every inch of his face. But that could wait until later. You had a job to do first.

João’s good mood continued all the way through dinner, and you could only pray it stayed that way for your announcement. He was always finding away to be near to you somehow, to touch you; a hand on your knee under the table, the other one laced with yours over it. He told you repeatedly how good the food was, not even bothering to wait until was mouth was empty, so you hand to swat his hand slightly and remind him of his manners. He’d simply shoot you a grin, the one he knew made you weak at the knees. It occurred to you then, if it hadn’t before, that there was no one else on earth you’d rather do this with. You may have dreamed of having a baby when you were younger, but you know now that you would never want it unless it was with João. He was your other half. You couldn’t quite believe it was actually happening – you were going to have a baby.

“Are you ok, amor?” João asked, noticing your glassy eyes as you zoned out, staring down at the table cloth. You offered him a weak smile and a nod. It was now or never. You couldn’t wait anymore.

“I think it’s time for your surprise.” you told him, voice wobbling ever so slightly. Though, if he noticed, he didn’t say anything, simply sitting up straighter in his seat with his ears all but pricked up in excitement.

When you stood up, giggling a little in spite of yourself at his giddiness, he made a move to follow you. A firm hand on his shoulder forced him back down into his seat again, and he pouted.

“Wait there and close your eyes.” you told him. His mouth opened to protest, but you shot him a deadly look, and he soon obeyed. Your hands shook as you walked slowly over to the cupboard. A small rush of relief surged through your body to see the box there, exactly where you had left it. This was it. No turning back now. Your mind played through every scenario you’d ever imagined of this moment, praying that the reality would outshine all of them. Before you knew it, you were pulling him to his feet and handing him the box. João’s eyes flew open. He looked down, brows furrowing in confusion.

“A box?” he murmured.

“Yes. Open it.” you told him impatiently. João’s eyes flickered briefly with amusement, before you saw them fall to the box, concentrating hard as he slowly lifted the lid. You watched intently, searching his pretty brown irises for the smallest flicker of emotion. At first, there was nothing. Then, flashes of confusion. They darted between each item inside the box, flitting over the shirt, with ‘Papai’ written on the back, to the ultrasound images, and then to the test. You bit your lip anxiously. This was the longest few seconds of your entire life, you thought.

Then, just when you could scarcely take it anymore, it finally clicked. João’s head snapped up to look at you so fast it was a wonder he didn’t give himself whiplash. His eyes were alight with emotion, and brimming with tears – joy, pride, a virtual myriad of anything and everything that you had ever hoped to see in him when he opened that box. Your own eyes soon began to overflow.

“Is this – Is this real?” he croaked. You brought a hand to your mouth to cover the sobs threatening to spill out, and nodded.

“We’re having a baby.” João whispered, so quietly you almost missed it. He stared down at the contents of the box in complete and utter awe. You watched as his finger traced the outline of the ultrasound picture tenderly. His eyes were wide and shining, and he kept blinking, as though he feared the imagine in front of him would disappear with the next one. Then his head snapped up again. Before you even knew what was happening, his arms were around you, lifting you up from the ground and spinning you in a circle. You shrieked loudly, holding onto his shoulders for dear life.

“We’re having a baby! We’re having a baby!” he repeated over and over again like a mantra. As soon as your feet touched the ground again, his lips were on yours, kissing you with a ferocity and desperation you’d never experienced before. Your hands found their home in his hair, and you smiled. Pulling away, your foreheads rested together. It was perfect, every single last second of it. You weren’t even sure why you’d been so afraid in the first place.

“How long have you known?” he asked in a murmur.

“Not long.” You whispered back, “About a week. Just long enough to organise this surprise.” you giggled, and he kissed you again.

“I love you.” João whispered. His lips strayed from yours, trailing down to your cheek, to your jaw, and then to your neck and finally, when he knelt on the floor, your stomach. He lifted your (his) hoodie up to reveal your bare skin. Your bump was currently non-existent, but he kissed where he imagined it to be anyway, murmuring something you couldn’t quite make out into it – to your baby. He was talking to your baby. The sight brought a fresh wave of tears flooding down your cheeks.

“Are you happy?” you asked him. João looked up through his eyelashes, damp from crying. He drew up to his full height, hands wandering from your hips to rest protectively over your stomach. He couldn’t stop looking down at it, his eyes constantly flickering between it and your face.

“Happy?” he laughed incredulously, “Y/N…this is the best day of my life.”

“Really?” you sniffled, smiling up at him in pure adoration. His expression mirrored yours.

“Are you joking?” he laughed again, “You’re carrying a little us inside you. How could this ever not be the best day of my life?”

You wiped the tears from your eyes, sniffling ever so slightly to try and stop yourself from crying again, “I thought you wanted to wait…until your career was more stable. I was so scared you wouldn’t want –“

“Amor.” João cut you off before you could continue, “This – you, and our baby – this matters so much more to me than my career ever has. If you asked me to right now, I’d give it all up, just to be with you two. I’d never play football again.” he told you, and he was so sincere, you had no choice but to believe it. João, your boyfriend, one of the best young footballers in the world, willing to give up everything at the drop of a hat, for you and the little human you were carrying. You didn’t even need the pregnancy hormones, he was making you blubber all by himself.

“Football’s temporary, but you and me –“ he reached up to cup your face in his hand, staring down at you with such tenderness as you’d never seen before, “– and our little angel,” his other hand rubbed circles over the skin of your stomach, “that’s forever. We’re forever.”

You knew he meant it too. You nuzzled your face into his palm, kissing it softly, as a contented smile settled on your lips.

“Promise?” you whisped.

He kissed you again. It was a vow: one that he’d never break.

“I promise.”

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[he4rtsforjoao]

PART WAYS ꕥ João Felix

Warnings: bunch of angst?

Description: João thinks it’s best to stay away from each other.

Pairings: João Felix x F!Reader

Author note: I’m back😝 send in those requestssssss

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From the very beginning, both you and João were fully aware of the ramifications that came with being in a relationship. João's frequent travels to play matches out of town and your demanding job as an actress made it nearly impossible for you to be there for him during his games. As much as you longed to support him wholeheartedly, the reality was that you had to prioritize your filming commitments, even if it meant sacrificing being by João's side. There were moments where João would plead you to give up your acting career entirely, after seeing all his teammates girlfriends/wife’s be there to support them. Yet, deep down, you knew that you couldn't yield to his requests. You had invested countless years of hard work and dedication to reach the position you were in, and surrendering it all over a single demand was simply inconceivable.

You were currently on the set of a new popular series where you played the lead role. You were aware that João had an important game scheduled today, but due to the numerous retakes you had to endure, you could hardly find a moment to sneak away and catch a glimpse of the game or even send him a text to inquire about his progress. When you finally wrapped up on set around 1 am the first thing you did was check your phone, you were surprised to find zero messages from João, especially since you had sent one earlier at 3 pm before the game had even begun. You reached out to your contact and persistently dialed his number until he answered on the final ring. "Hello?" His tired voice pierced through the phone "Hey, how did the game go today? I wasn't able to catch much of it." He hummed, pausing briefly before responding, "Yeah, it was alright. We managed to secure a victory, 1-0." A smile showed up on your face.

"That's good news, isn't it? Why do you sound so down?" You inquire, noticing the lackluster tone in his voice. "I'm not sure, y/n. I've been contemplating some things," he responds, causing anxiety to surge within you as you enter your car and lock the doors. "About what?" You probe, flipping on the engine but remaining stationary, not daring to drive until you uncover the specifics of his concerns. He pauses once more, exhaling a heavy sigh into the phone, "I'm uncertain. Something in our relationship has been weighing me. I just don't see us progressing any further. You're stuck in your acting career, that even when I'm home, we barely see each other before you leave to go film. As for me, constantly jetting around the globe, you can't even join me for a game." You braced yourself, knowing this conversation was unlikely to conclude on a positive note.

“I know João, but you also have to know I do try my best to support you, even if my career seem to always stand in the way. And I know you have always told me countless of times to just quit cause I have you to help me, but what you don’t seem to comprehend is the part where im not at that point where I want to let my career go already“ your palms began to sweat, as you become increasingly anxious

“see y/n this is what I’m talking about. You don’t seem to try to put effort into this and it kills me. That’s why I just think it’s better we end this relationship for the best of us. Right now it isn’t a perfecting timing and we need to let that sink in..” he pauses for a moment “I have to go bye” before you could even share your thoughts on all of this, he abruptly ends the call, leaving you stunned by the rapidity of it all.

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[69dias]

joao eats u out. enjoy the meal!

a/n: I’m so sorry for DISAPPEARING for months on end but hopefully I’ll be back to posting like . Semi-regularly. this is just silly LOLZ enjoy.

wc: 1.4k

joao has, in every sense of the term, completely taken over you. he’s caught between your legs, his jersey bunched at the top of your thighs, hands dimpling the skin so harshly that you’re sure it’ll leave marks. the bucking of his hips, a pathetic search for friction, is almost paradoxical considering the fact that he’s lapping at your cunt like it’s his last meal. his tongue makes obscene sounds, ones that are are drowned out by the ringing of your ears in your post-orgasmic stupor.

your post-orgasm stupor has your eyes practically blurring, and you wish that you’d tapped his shoulder like you had promised to after your second high, before he had the chance to slide between your legs and have you physically seated on his face like it was your throne. again, he gives you no time to gather your composure as he shakes his head between your folds, your clit catching between his teeth ring just hard enough to have you bucking against his face, the dangerous prickling of another high settling in the tresses of your stomach —

“joao - please, I can’t. no more, no m-more.”

it’s your pleas that has him taking a deep breath, using his vice-like grip on your thighs to pull you back a bit. you sob at the relief, and at the disappointment of the loss of contact, blurry eyes falling onto his face. you’ve seen this sight before, but it always surprises you; his hair is messy, sticking to his sweaty forehead, cheeks flushed, lips bitten and so wet from how long he’s been eating you out. a pretty smile spreads across his face when you run your shaky hands over his skin, head tilting to catch the back of your fingers with a chaste kiss.

“baby,” he cooes up at you, voice spent and hoarse from the lack of use. “you want me to stop? hm?”

you know that he doesn’t mean it; he knows you can take more, he can tell from the way you’re pulsing just a few inches above his face that you can take more, but all he does is look up at you, enamored. the question hangs in the air, settling as you steady your breath.

“no, please,” is what you land on, sentence morphing into a yelp at the tail end when he pulls you back down towards him, tongue once again meeting you. he licks a fat stripe up your cunt, using the tip to draw figure-eights on your clit until you lose strength in your upper body, slumping over in a fit of uncontrolled moans until you’re sure he’s nearly suffocated by you.

he apparently doesn’t mind, though, working you so thoroughly that you feel a pit in your abdomen, gritting your teeth together as you let out unabashed sounds that moreso resemble sobs in the wake of your oversensitivity. joao strokes the back of your thighs, which proves to be quite a counterintuitive measure as he resorts to fucking you with his tongue simultaneously, the consistent pressure just what you need to drive you towards your next orgasm. you use the free reign to his face that he’s given you, shaky legs grinding your clit down against the bump of his nose.

it feels good, so good that you’re sure you’re spiraling faster than you can grasp, your high hitting you like a soft wave as opposed to the previous few that crashed into your body and had you shaking uncontrollably above him. you quite literally don’t have the strength to hold yourself up, tumbling off joao’s face onto the bed.

your heart beats loud enough for you to hear it resounding in your ears, sheets sticking to your body, body still trembling from the aftermath of how joao’s just ravished you for lack of a better word. he barely gives you a moment to register it though, as the soft rustle of the sheets turns into him kneeling in front of you, shorts and boxers pulled down to his knees, your own legs suddenly caught in one of his hands.

he practically folds you in half, taking just a few seconds to spit into his palm, using the spit and precum that’s been steadily leaking over his dick to get it wet enough to slide into you easily. the stretch is always welcome, but you’re so wet, so warm, so ready for him that you barely feel the sting of him adjusting inside you this time. he slots into you so perfectly, groaning deep and low when he reaches the hilt, head thrown back from the pleasure. you can feel him throb, like he’s already gotten close from just eating you out, and it makes you feel ready enough to give him anything.

the soft solace doesn’t last for long, though, as joao gets himself together way faster than you’ve proven to. he draw his hips back, cock pulling all the way out until his tip is all that’s left inside of you, and all but shoved himself back in, settling into a rhythm where he’s pistoning his hips in and out of you. he goes fast enough so that all you hear is the quiet creaking of the bed and his pants in unison with the way he’s thrusting. you’re too overstimulated to make any noise at all, mouth hanging open in a perpetual silent moan as you clench around him uncontrollably.

“j-joao please — please -“ is all you manage, not really sure what you’re asking for, but he nods fervently, profanities slipping from his tongue in any language he can remember.

you wish you had a better view of him, his flushed face and his bitten lips falling open as he fucks you, but your legs are in the way, his hands surely leaving bruises on your calf where he holds them. he takes just a second to use the grip he’s leveraged to pull you closer, angling your hips up so your ass rests right under his knees — it gives him a better reach so he’s hitting just the perfect spot inside of you each time he pulls out, spreading your legs so they can rest on his shoulders this time.

you swear your vision blacks out for a second, feeling so full with him in you that you convulse your body to try to get away from it, mouth dropped open with constant pleas of words you can’t decipher because your tongue feels heavy enough in your mouth. joao doesn’t have it for a single second, bending forward so you’re once again bent at the pelvis, holding your waist in his bruising grip, telling you ‘not to run from it’ until his voice and the slam of his hips inside you is all you can hear.

“joao — please I’m gonna cum, please -“ your words are broken up, moans probably making it hard for him to understand you, but he gets the hint soon enough when his hands travel between your bodies to meet your clit. he rubs it in tandem with his thrusts until you’re flexing every muscle you possibly can to ward off your orgasm, but it doesn’t exactly work.

you feel his hips get sloppy, dick throbbing in you whenever you clench around him, and you use the last bit of coherence you can find to bring a shaky hand up to his chin, pulling it down so you can kiss him. the kiss is, in every sense, the last straw for the two of you.

your eyes go white from the orgasm, and he has to pull away for a second, bracing himself with his hands around your head, pulling out to cum all over your stomach, tits, upper thighs, face contorted like it actually hurts. you don’t have much strength, or sense, or coordination to react or say anything, bucking your hips up pathetically to ride out the last of your high and shutting your eyes out of sheer exhaustion.

it takes a few moments for joao, who’s collapsed next to you, to gain his senses, one of his fingers running down your flushed skin to where he came over your stomach. he dips it in, retracting it so he can bring it to your mouth, eyes trained on your lips as you lick the digit clean.

he hums at that, pressing a slow kiss over the curve of your shoulder, a solent promise that he’ll get up to clean you up soon enough.

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[joaofelix70]

A CRESCENT LOVE, AN EPHEMERAL PASSION | joão félix sequeira.

summary: you and joão spent all the summer together. you even met his friends and brother. could this be the beginning of a crescent love or just an ephemeral passion? his friendship with his ex would ruin everything between the two of you?

author's notes: after the win against luxemburgo, where portugal national team set the record of goals, his ex just posted "mysterious" pics with floki, his dog. joão was also there, almost hidden, actually. we all know she always does it, never assuming anything maturely, but instigating the frustration of the fans who care about him and to make every gossip website and tv show talk about it, just like a teenager who wants attention would act. basically, this inspired me. i really don't hate anyone, by the way. even thought influencers who don't spread any impactful content and nepobabies with no talent and only standard beauty annoys me, i can't lie.

warnings: bad language (of course it's joão saying the words), chaotically humorous almost all the time, but also involving sadness and angst. implicit sex reference, i guess? maybe?

what do you feel when you hear my name? shame? embarrassment?

does your brain even bring you any sign or memory involving me?

do you ever think about me?

are your moments with her comparable to ours?

can we talk? can we communicate?

is it my fault? do you miss me?

your head was drunk for the whirlwinds of questions that piled up and get bigger, like waves. they seemed to be drowning you. the glowing light and peace of your woody brown gaze gives you triggers. his smile remains embedded, in your heart, an eternal home. the numbness and wrapping of his lips, every inch of his tanned skin and firm muscles being appreciated and admired by you. his hair was shiny, soft and full by the salty waters of the european beaches: always caressed for you. his laughs at you giving him the most silly and lazy hairstyles, with you pretending to be a professional who was filming your customer to tiktok.

“do that pose! yes, your hand against your face! now, give me that playboy eye. just like that! you’re doing amazing, sweetie!”

when you get carried away in the game ‘who am i?’ and tried so hard doing the mimes, jumping excitedly and demonstrating your animation in a loud tone, before covering your own mouth and feigning naturalness, just to repeat the same instant acts.

when you made joão watch your random dances as soon as you won at uno and he’d tell how hilarious you were. when you cooked your regional foods and desserts for félix, his brother who’s hugo, alex — the photographer — diogo from the movemind channel and all of his friends. when he used to hold your face, rest his touch on your waist and thighs. tracing his fingerprints across your scalp, reveling in the ethereal smell of your hair, laying his lips against your entire face and stature, exalting you completely: from your ears, neck, collarbone, belly, legs and even your feet. being a gentleman, joão opened the car door for you, he intertwined the hands of you both in every single opportunity and helped you eat: having the cutlery for you to open your mouth and giving you support with the napkin. when you did his goal celebration. when the two of you invented a handshake, along with various inside jokes. for example, when joão posted many videos of him swimming and playing in the ocean.

“hey, flounder! ‘the little mermaid’? i loved it!”

“why am i not your ariel, tho?”

“why you didn’t say you’d prefer to be eric of the real life?”

“give me some respect, i’m the protagonist of this shit!”

“slay, king!”

you remember singing the songs that played in his car in the most chaotic way, using his hand as a microphone and taking the opportunity to kiss all over it and his fancy bracelets. you offered him affection biting his skin and enjoyed acting like his personal masseuse. you called him ‘my prince of portugal’.

“please, don’t become a stranger.” your last words, face to face. the intensity of the summer weeks of vacation, which were already ending, consuming you.

“you know i’d never do that. look, you’re such a unique person, and even though we’re gonna go back to our busy routines, i still wanna keep you in my life. i still wanna be that close to you.” joão declared and they both found comfort in each other’s arms. his perfume granted the beg leave and penetrated your lungs, giving you life. you felt like you shouldn’t let it go, but there was nothing else to accomplish. you were single, so was he. you ask yourself if everything would be different. maybe if you had tried your lips once again: asking him to give a chance to them, to have more. to not leave what you went through, together, in the box of forgotten memories. would that really suffice, though?

"it's obvious that you’d choose the blonde influencer with light eyes, slender body and member of a rich family. the one who was with a formula 1 racer days before she went to meet you. before you just disappear from my life, without saying anything. the one that doesn't show an ounce of authenticity and, of course, affective responsibility. who am i in comparison to her?! right, joão?" your voice flashed the disparity of fragility and indignation, trembling hands clutching the phone.

“y/n, listen to me. you’d never understand it, okay? you’re not inside this relationship, me and her are. you’re seeing it from the outside, just like everyone else. yeah, she was hanging out and making out with other people. so was i with you. but then, some things changed.” john seemed to be busy. echoes of other people's voices ran through the call.

“nothing has happened between us since the vacation, joão. what doesn’t make sense because i thought you were liking me. i only think about you!” you vented out and received silence. his answers tried to become existent and complete. he stammered, the audible sound of his familiar backwards cap being pulled off and his honey-colored hair being rubbed against his own fingerprints.

“do you think i don’t like you? holy shit, y/n. i even thought we could have so much more. a future together and everything. i think about you and i swear in the name of my family, and i already said that they mean the fucking world to me. the thing is: there’s something that still keep me going back to her. i don’t know if it’s because i’m with her since i was younger, but…”

“joão, this is emotional dependence. i’m sorry to tell you this, however, it’s necessary. i care about you. you’re so internally and externally beautiful, precious, successful and talented. you deserve better!” you interrupted him, stepping back and forth.

“y/n, i love her. when i looked at you…”

“she’s all that you see, right?”

“hm… yeah…” félix found himself in a bind. paralyzed, he remained without an answer for a while. the coldness of the material of his gold necklace touches his tongue: a way to combat the nervousness that generates the gnawed nails.

“my toxic behavior wants to help and fix you so badly, but i know i can’t get more involved than that. i’m not the one for you.” the words reproduced by yourself reinforced the fragmentation of your heart.

“j, baby… are you coming or not? i’m waiting for you, floki is waiting for his dad!” you heard that female voice call to him and realized the way that just this factor made his breathing destabilize.

“i think this is officially the end of whatever we had, joão. goodbye!” your voice was unstable and he realized it: sharp as deep, transparent and suffocating waters.

“i wish you the best, y/n. i apologize for not being what you expected, what you needed, and…”

“caralho, joão! que merda! (holy fuck, joão! what the hell?). come on, give me your phone!” the girl began to rant. her heels against the floor were exclamatory. she was running out of patience.

the call is over. again, you were superimposed on the ocean of blazing tears. you tried to convince yourself that everything went the way it was supposed to be.

but was it for real?

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[maneaterss]

hi! would you be willing to write headcanons/smut headcanons for joão félix? totally okay if not, just wanted to ask!

i love ur writing, thank u for feeding my world cup obsession 🫶🏻

pairing: joão felix x insert

summary: smut headcanons for joão !

cw: smut, all kinds

a/n: i've been waiting for someone to req joão. lfgggg. also THANK YOU!!!

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-sex wasnt the first thing you did in your relationship

-it honestly didnt even happen once you were officially

-he worshipped you and wanted you every moment of everyday but he wanted you to know that he was obsessed w/ you as a person first

-when you first did it together it wasnt expected

-you'd gotten home late from a party, not drunk because neither of you had wanted to get drunk

-but buzzed.

-you'd just taken off your shoes and placed your bag on your dresser when he lazily wrapped his arms around your waist.

-his eyes were dark and he looked straight through you- undressing you with his eyes.

-you were- of course, blushing

-something about this look was so carnal, he wasnt at all trying to hide his intentions.

-the first kiss was slow, as if he was letting your lips greet eachothers first

-then his grip on your waist was rough now, his kiss turned into his tongue colliding with yours

-he pulled you flush against him, his hands running down your back, unzipping your dress.

-he made sure you were fully naked first

-he took his time with you, kissed your breasts, touching them- everything

-cant forget to mention he is in love with your boobs from that day on. laying on them, touching them, taking naps- etc.

-he took you on the bed, properly.

-on top of you with his face in your neck- either sucking on your skin or muttering praises.

-cussing and groaning, he ould probably be the one making the most noise.

-"you like that?"

-every time he fucks you he likes to find another thing that makes your knees weak.

-making sure you came first, slowly and gently- looking into your eyes as you did so.

-sometimes he would take his time, others he was rough.

-bending you over, ramming into you.

-hands pressed so deep into your hips, watching his hips hit your ass.

-grabbing fistfuls of your hair, forcing your back to arch.

-he'd remain complete eye contact whilst he eats you out.

-doing different things to elicit noise from you, completely, shamelessly devouring you.

-when you'd go down on him he'd throw his head back.

-shaking completely when you'd take it all in your mouth.

-"so fucking good."

-just strings of cuss words honestly.

-always thanking you after, in many ways.

-it depended on his and your mood wether you'd savor eachothers bodies or tear the apart.

-either way he'd always take the best care of you afterwards.

-cleaning up your combined semen, either running a bath for the both of you where he'd sit behind you

- if you both were equally exhausted he'd clean you up and hug you into a deep sleep.

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[writtingsomestuff]

Hi, I love your writing!! I was wondering if you could do an imagine with Joao Felix where the reader comforts him after a loss.

Always by your side

I hope you like it! <3 Once again, sorry for being late

Joao Felix x fem!reader Warning: None, I think sorry for being late, once again

The moment the referee indicated the end of the game, the environment felt even heavier. You didn’t know how to react, how to comfort your boyfriend after such loss, you knew Chelsea wasn’t having a good season, however, champions league will be always special, for all teams, no matter what. You localized Joao from your seat, and you tried to guess his feelings: guilt, futility, not enough.

You didn’t like the situation, how was he going to react or what should you say. You started to make your way down as you practiced over and over again how could you comfort him. Ironically, to this situation, you story started like this – after a loss, you dedicated him a smile and gave him a bottle of water once the match was over, when you used to work as a nurse for the team, now you moved to a hospital.

Every player, came out from the locker room, leaving Joao as the last player there. You opened the door slowly, to make sure no one but Joao was there, once you saw your boyfriend sitting down alone, you entered. He was looking down, not being able to feel any better, you noticed that he took a shower but he only put on his pants as he was shirtless and his hair was still wet.

“Joao” you whispered as you took his hand in yours, he didn’t move nor made a sound. The silence wasn’t uncomfortable, but you wanted him to say something, to react or just hold your hand as well

“I am a failure” he said so low that you had to approach more to him, “I am supposed to be here to show the player that I am. This was supposed to be an opportunity, and I failed. I didn’t make it in Atletico and it seems that here I won’t be able neither”

“Don’t say that”

“Then what should I think?” He looked at you for the first time, his eyes were tired and full of tears threatened to fall any second “Did you know that I didn’t have any hope for a remontada? If I was the same some years ago, I would’ve believed, but nowadays I cannot even imagine it and that’s the worst part. Nothing is okay, nothing is fine so I don’t need to listen to your colourful words. Not today, no. Don’t even think about telling me how life is beautiful”

But you didn’t give up and squeezed his hand, “Listen, you are an amazing player, incredible even. You still have years in front of you – you’ll become a better one and you will win a lot of trophies. You’re now confused and you feel like you’re about to give up, but you won’t. Today’s feelings will be forgotten soon, your illusion will be back soon and you’ll be the best version of yourself when you least expect it. I will be there for you, just how I am today for you” you approached more for him to leave a small kiss on his cold face, “okay?”

He nodded shyly as he felt like he “made you pay” his anger, when you clearly didn’t deserve it. He looked down again as he didn’t have the courage to face you after the way he spoke to you.

You raised his head, to force him to look at you in the eyes, “Now we’re leaving this place, we will go home, I’ll prepare some spaghetti and you’ll talk to me – you will tell me how you feel, you will relieve these feelings that are tormenting you. We will go to sleep and tomorrow will be a good day. I promise”

He gave you a long kiss on your forehead as he stood up. He put on his t-shirt and took his bag. He took your right hand and together left that locker room.

At home, everything went as you planned. At the end, those tears fell from his eyes but he had you to wipe them, your words to calm him and your ears to relieve the anxiety from his heart. He had you and you had him. Yesterday, today and forever.

The End

"made you pay" is an Spanish expression "por hacerte pagar" it sounds good in Spanish but it may feel weird in English; it's like paying for something that you didn't have to, more or less, or "unfair".

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[oscpaistry]

Shit.

Ft :: João Félix and f! reader.

Summary :: João went out with his team and u decided to stay at home. João came home tipsy and told u things u never would expect to leave his mouth.

João was clubbing with his team. U decided to stay at home to relax and have some 'me-time'. You missed João but you didnt want to disturb his night so you left him alone. You walked over to the kitchen to get some snacks, then you heard the front door open. You get all excited to finally see him again. The door slammed shut and heard him shuffling closer to the kitchen.

You saw you boyfriend, to be exact. Your tipsy boyfriend, he shuffled through the hall and went to the kitchen. He sat down on a chair. He didnt notice you until you spoke up.

"Hey my love, how was your night?" You said, sitting on the opposite side of the table. He looked up at you and opened his mouth to speak.

"Yo, it was amazing. I saw my boy's and saw some pretty fucking girl's there. Fucking hell, they were gorgeous." He replied, he talked to you as if you were one of his 'boys'.

Your eyes widened at his reply. Shocked about what he just said.

"João Félix. Are you hearing yourself?!" Your voice now filled with anger. He looked at you with a confusing look on his face.

"Yeah? I said that i saw my boy's and some pretty fuckin' girls at the club. I just wanted to grab them and push-" he answered. Whenever João got tipsy or drunk alone he acted different, he didnt know where he was or who you were. But when the Portuguese man got tipsy or drunk with you, he would be very touchy, kiss you and whisper into your ear. When he got home alone tipsy, you know you were in for a treat. You knew that he could act weird. But this, this is something completely new and different.

"How could you say that, to me especially. João, i know you're tipsy right now. But i need you to knew that i am your girlfriend." You tried to remind him, but he looked at you as if you were a mad women.

"No you aren't? Okay, if you are my girlfriend, wich i doubt. What's my full name, age and when did we start dating?" He replied, one eyebrow pulled up and eye's popped out. What his wrong with him? You were starting to feel angry. Angry how he could forget about his own girlfriend in a matter of 5 hours.

"Okay, you wanna play like that huh? Your full name is João Félix Sequeira, you are 23 years old and we started dating on the 17th of august 2017. But y'know João, i dont care anymore since you wanted those club-girls so badly. Go and get them." You said, watching realization hit him. He just realized that he lost his girlfriend of 6 years.

"Shit." He cursed out. You just walked away, still hearing 'shit' and 'fuck' and 'im sorry baby.' over and over again. 6 beautiful years, flushed down the drain. All the unforgettable moments you two had. All the dark secrets you shared with him. All down the drain in a matter of minutes.

João just lost his pretty girl of 6 years...

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[l0verf0rever]

The story concept is

She missed hes 21st birthday and she wrote a song about it blaming herself cause he never talked to her again and its a hit he sees her again perform. And the face claim is gracie abrams

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[iaeriy]

unexpected II // joão fèlix x reader

summary: things can get strange at first without knowing.. but for a birthday surprise.. it turns out to be a huge moment for your boyfriend as you two settle in for some changes. // pregnancy makes its way through your life, tests and a appointment changing up your way.

word count; 4.5k

warnings: spanish translated sentences! (a few yet again..) pregnancy, mention of sex and vomit, crying, ultra sound and fluff,

a/n; can y’all believe it took me one solid day to finish the second part..so far i’ve also written down the summaries on the chapter..possibly 8 chapters coming out! anyways hope you guys enjoy!!

you quickly dailed your phone hoping for the response of your best friend, she had always told you when it came to a moment like this to dial her right away. slowly the phone rang as you got up walking to the bathroom again, “pick up pick up..” you murmured before she picked up the call, “hey! what’s up?” she said through the line, you were now roaming through your closet finding what to wear as you held your phone to your ear tightly. “hey so, this is kind of an emergency.. i need to run to the store really quick..” you said slowly speaking, you heard her say, “uh huh” through the speaker, “..and i missed my period being late for two weeks..and i got a call yesterday about my clinic checkup for my birth control..” you said before your friend gasped loudly, “DONT TELL ME YOU’RE PREGNANT. OH MY GOD!!!” she said squealing as you giggled, “i’m not sure..i’m hoping i am but am hoping am not at the same time..we’ve been talking about it for about a few months now..even when j holds his niece he starts begging me for a baby, am not quite sure yet, lils..” you said, finding an outfit before grabbing the pants and your sweatshirt walking back to the bedroom, the little jingle of flokis collar chasing you around.

“hmm..it’s okay! we’ll see, i’ll come by and pick you up in maybe about twenty to thirty minutes?” she said as you hummed in response, “okay! sounds perfect then, miss sequiera!” she said happily as you blushed at the nickname shes been giving you for the past 2 years of you and joao’s relationship. you giggled, “okay, i’ll be done soon. bye bye.” you said before hanging up, putting on your clothes on. a pair of white loose pants and a brown sweat shirt will do for the day, you looked down at floki who was laying down on the carpet. “you’ve been following me around since yesterday..what’s wrong?” you said bending down to pet his head, he looked up at you as you giggled, “come on, let’s go do your routine of the day.” you said before getting up carefully, hearing the little sounds from his collar he got up as you made your way downstairs.

you walked to the laundry room where his small station of food and treats were placed, something that joão had made ever since you surprised him with floki for his last birthday. you grabbed his bag of food before opening it up as you poured some of his food into his bowl, the small brown dog already doing twirls as you giggled at him before putting his food back up. “here you go..” you said watching him walk to his bowl as he began eating, you giggled before walking to the kitchen finding something to eat, you grabbed the box of strawberries opening it up as you placed a few in a bowl washing them with water. you moved around the kitchen looking for a knife to cut the green stem leaf off as you cut up the strawberries before putting them on your bowl. throwing the access of the fruit into the trash then putting back the strawberries into the fridge before lastly plcing the knife in the sknk.

you sat on the counter isle on the chair, before stuffing your mouth with a strawberry, you heard the little bells again before rolling your eyes watching floki plop down next to your chair. “seriously! what is up with you? you specifically never follow me and it’s mainly joão..” you said before finishing your last strawberry before the brown dog got up running back to his food, you giggled getting off the chair, walking over to the sink placing your bowl in the sink before you made your way to the living room then to the big mirror right infront of the sofa. you stood there for a bit as you rasied your shirt to your tummy, the bump nearly forming..your hand placing on your stomach. “little blip..” you said tapping on your stomach giggling before putting your shirt down, your phone chiming from the text message before looking down at it. lily was already outside waiting for you as you grabbed your stuff before looking down at floki, “you can’t come.. go play with your toy over there, you see it!” you said watching him run off to get it, you giggled again before opening the door and walking out the house, walking to the car and getting in.

“hey there miss sequeira! you ready for your big day..” liliana said smirking at you as you rolled your eyes, “am not too sure about this..” you said putting your seatbelt on, “you’ll be fine! we’ll just run to the store, grab a pack of tests then go to my house since its near the clinic and then we go to the clinic, you’ll be okay. i’ll be with you.” she said smiling at you as you giggled, “okay lets go now!” she said driving to the store, your hands cupping your stomach. is this actually happening? after you constantly, and constantly kept saying when you were younger you wanted a baby yourself. so many stuff going through your mind, you were so distracted you were barely paying attention to what lils was saying. “are you listening?” she said before you looked at her, “oops sorry..” you said before she giggled, “it’s okay.. don’t worry about it, besides your tummy is just right there. you can’t really see it with the baggy clothes you’re wearing. is that what you plan on doing?” she said before turning near the store, “yeah..i don’t think i plan on telling him until maybe soon. i’ll see what we have going on by the next week..” you said before she parked the car. “well that’s good..let’s just run in there grab the tests and then go back home!” she said smiling before you whined.

“ugh..im already scared..” you said before she held your hand, “don’t, i’ll be here like always and watch. i promise.” she said before you smiled before she got out the car, you opened the car door getting out before you two walked inside the store. you grabbed a cart walking to the health area, before looking to the side and there it was. the pregnancy tests. “here grab two just to make sure even tho we’ll be going to the clinic, i’ll pay for them.” she said before you grabbed the blue ones and the pink ones, you gulped not knowing what will happen. “now let me push the cart! i need to grab some stuff from the makeup isle!” she said as you giggled at her reaction before you moved away from the cart letting her push it. “do you need anything else y/n?” she said as you shook your head, “no thanks, i should be okay lils..” you said before she smiled at you, “okay let’s go pag now then!” she said before you followed her behind to the self check out.

you watched her pay the stuff, your eyes never leaving the pregnancy tests before she put them in a seperate bag. “that’s for you miss sequiera, now hold the bag!” liliana said as you blushed smacking her arm playfully, “be quiet..” you said before bursting out a giggle, “let’s go back to my place now..” she said grabbing her bags from the items she purchased as you two walked out the store and into the parking lot, she opened the back of her car putting her bags in. “you’re putting them in the back or taking them with you?” she said as you shook your head, “with me..i need to read the back..” you said as she laughed before you rolled your eyes getting in the passenger seat.

you looked at both tests, the pink and blue one as you gulped. “i’m not too sure about this.. how do i have to hide it from j..” you said before she looked over at you driving to her place, “hmm..for now until whatever you want to do, wear his shirts. after all they’re oversized on you and you cannot tell, so you’ll be okay..” she said, a smile forming in your face before resting your arm against the window then your head, “i even threw up in the fucking morning after me and him had sex last night..” you murmured before she bursted out laughing, “typical y/n and joão activity, who knows what miss or mister baby must’ve felt.” she said as you whined, “oh my god..! please don’t say that.. i’m not even sure right now.” you said covering your face with your hands, coming out muffled as she smiled, “it probably is a baby in you y/n..you’ll be fine.” you said as she parked the car, you sighed loudly before grabbing the bag.

you got out the car before she got out with you, holding onto the bag you went inside. you sighed before grabbing a disposable plastic cup, “you’re peeing into the cup?” she said looking at you, you nodded your head as she shook her head, “THATS THE WHOLE POINT!” you said before she laughed at your temper, “okay okay, go in there and just do what u gotta do.” she said smiling at you, “okay..wish me luckkk..” you said before you walked to the bathroom, opening the door going in.

approximately five to 6 minutes later..

1:26 pm

after placing 3 tests into the cup you washed your hands waiting for the results, “how’s it going in there!” she said before you dried your hands with a towel, “i’m doing okay!” you said before walking over to the cup, you grabbed one of the tests out and..

pregnant.

your eyes widening as you felt your heart racing quickly, before grabbing the other one out again.

pregnant.

you looked at the pink one before grabbing it out the cup, your eyes widening again. all three were positive and confirmed pregnant. you put both three on the counter before opening the door, “let me see..” liliana said as you nodded your head letting her pass through before she looked down at the counter, a happy squeal coming out of her before she hugged you, you were happy as small tears were coming out of you. it felt like a dream, like none of this was happening. an actual human forming in your stomach, she pulled away from you from the hug looking at you. “you’re going to be a mommy, can you believe it!?” she said as you smiled before giggling, “mhm..” you said wiping your tears, “should we go to the clinic now?” she said as you shook your head, “the doctor said to wait dor a call to confirm my appointment..” you said before she nodded her head. you went back in to the bathroom, closing the lids from the test putting them in your bag to hide them for now until surprising joão.

you and liliana were now sitting down outside in her patio enjoying the view and having conversations about what so ever, she was the boyfriend of fermin lopez, your boyfriends best friend you could say, they’re always seen doing things together. suddenly your phone rang before picking it up, “hello?” you spoke, gladly and luckily it was the clinic calling to confirm an appointment for your checkup since you never returned for birth control. “okay thank you! uh huh, bye bye!” you said before hanging up checking the time, 1:50, the appointment would approximately be at 2:30. “should we go now? the drive is about 30 minutes isn’t it?” you said as she shook her head, “about 25, we can go now tho, then we can stop by and get something to eat?” she said before you nodded your head, she got up before you got up as well.

“you nervous?” she said as you shook your head, “not really..hopefully..” you said before she giggled, “you’ll be okay, i’ll be in there with you.” she said as you smiled at her before walking out the house, she unlocked the car..you got in the passenger seat sitting down, closing the door before she made her way to driver seat, sitting down. she started the car, driving off to the clinic. you were playing with your stomach, poking & tapping on it slightly, you weren’t so sure how big or small the baby was or how far along you were. “what’s wrong?” she said as you shook your head, “nothing..checking on the baby..i don’t know if its big or small..” you said as she smiled, “i’m sure it’s small right now, who knows..” she said before you giggled resting your head on the window.

“i guess she or he makes you sleepy?” she said before you nodded your head, “yea..i’ve been sleeping in late..i only woke up early today due to the puking but besides that i’ve slept in til 2pm..” you said as she laughed, “well, who knows what’ll happen more into your adventure, look we’re here now!” you said before you raised your head up, taking your seatbelt off you rubbed your stomach. before getting out the car as lils got out herself, “hold my arm, you’ll be okay y/n..” she said before interlocking your arms with hers, she smiled as you walked in to the clinic. you walked to the front before the nurse at front greeted you, “im checking in for y/n y/l/n..” you said before she nodded her head, “y/n y/l/n?” she said as you nodded you simply said, “yes” she smiled before grabbing a clipboard and a paper, “fill these forms and once you’re done, come back up front and you’ll be waiting with the doctor.” she said smiling before you smiled back, “okay, thank you!” you said grabbing the pen before walking back to lily sitting down on the chair.

“long ass sheet..” liliana murmured as you silently giggled, “really..don’t say that..” you said shaking your head before you read the form as you filled it in, “concerns we should know about?” the paper said before you began writing down the symptoms you were currently experiencing with, you flipped the page before marking off some of the information in the directions. “you’re very quick at these..” she said as you smiled, “i write quickly, what do u expect..” you said before getting up, “miss sequeira always prepared..” she said as you rolled your eyes before she giggled at your reaction, you walked over to the front before turning in your form and the clipboard as you put the pen back in the cup.

2:30 pm

“y/n!” you heard a nurse say your name before you got up as liliana followed you into the little hallway, “step on here please.” the nurse said before making you weight yourself and getting your height, as the usual. you twiddled with your fingers before she finished..you got off the scale as she led you to the small room. “here, you need to take this.” she said giving you a cup, “great another fucking pee in a cup thing..” you thought to yourself as you grabbed the cup from her smiling, “thank you..” you said before she smiled at you walking away, “another test?” liliana said, you nodded your head. “they usually do this.. i’ll be back, she said go into room number four..” you said before liliana nodded her head walking to the room, you walked the opposite direction to the bathroom doing your duty into the cup.

you put the blue lid on top closing it, you washed your hands quickly then drying your palms, opening the door before you saw the same nurse standing outside, “finished miss?” she said before you handed the cup over, she smiled at you. “thank you, the doctor will be with you in a few minutes.” she said smiling again before you smiled back, you walked over to the room number opening the door as liliana looked over at you. “well?” she said before you laughed, “nothing, just wait silly..i know you want to be a tía just from how excited you sound..” you said as she rolled her eyes, “a que no..” (that’s not true..) she said lying, a small giggle coming out of you before you sat on the bed covered with parchment paper.

a few minutes later..

you and liliana were talking before you heard a knock on the door, suddenly the door opened to the doctor. “buenas y/n! no te he mirado en días!” (hello y/n! i haven’t seen you in days!) she said hugging you slightly before you hugged her back, “y está señorita?” (and this young lady?) she said smiling at liliana, “mi amiga.” (my friend.) you said before they both shook hands, “bueno, ahora que regresas. que es lo que ha pasado?” (well, now that you returned. what has happened lately?) she said putting on a pair of gloves, “um well, obviously i missed the birth control appointment..i’ve had sore breasts..my appetite changed, am usually more hungry..i sleep in more..i even have a bit of morning sickness..” you said as the doctor hummed nodding her head, “i see..bueno, lo bueno es que el vaso que usaste voy a hacer unos exámenes y ahorita regreso!” (i see..well, the good thing is the cup you used i will be doing some tests with them, and i will be back!) she said opening the door walking out as you swung your legs against the bed.

“still nervous?” she said as you shook your head, “not really..” you said twiddling with your fingers, “i just don’t want to hide it from joão at all..what if he finds out quickly?” you said before liliana said “nuh uh” quickly, you snickered at the way she said it, “y/n, he won’t find out trust me. as long as you hide the tests in your bag and then wear his clothes, i’ll come by and visit but until now he wont know. how come when im on my period fermin doesnt know til the second day, that’s how busy and dumb they get.” she said before you laughed at her comment, “yeah true..that makes sense..” you said.

“besides, you got this. have you started thinking so far what you’re going to do to surprise him?” she said before you shook your head, “no..not yet..” you said looking down before the door knocked again, you lifted your head up as the doctor came in again, “hola hola! regrese otra vez y bueno tengo buena noticias!” (hello hello! i came back again and i have some good news!) she said as you looked up at her, “you’re pregnant! congratulations!” she said your eyes widening again, now this time it was for real. even tho the tests were also true, it feels more real with this appointment. you smiled before she smiled back, “would you like to see how far along you are?” she said as you nodded your head.

“vale, just lay back down and i’ll get starting on the sonogram.” she said smiling, you laid down against the parchment paper making small ruffled sounds, before she walked over to the area with the computer console turning on the video monitor.. she walked back over turning the lights off for a better view of the screen before she sat on the chair getting closely, “okay, te voy a levantar la camisa un poquito y despues ponerte el gel.. en tu estomago.. vas a sentir un poco de frío.” (okay, i’m going to lift yohr shirt just a bit and then apply gel..on your stomach..you’ll feel a bit of a coldness.) she said before you said a small, “okay” you lifted your shirt up to your belly as you looked down watching apply the cold gooey green gell, you shivered at the small coldness before she grabbed the attached transducer connected to the machine. she began moving the little controller to zoom in as she moved the transducer around the gel, a figure appear. nearly the size of an orb.

“you should see your baby right here..” she said as you looked at the screen, there was somewhat two orbs. “why is there two?” you said confused as she looked at you, “it appears that you’re having twins miss y/n..” she said as liliana gasped, “TWINS!?” she said before she smiled at you, you were shocked and surprised. “t-twins? in my first pregnancy?” you said before she nodded her head, “don’t worry, its very common in some pregnancies and rare..but in this case of scenario, congrats!” she said before you saw illiana taking photos of the ultrasound. “how far a-along a-am i..?” you said before she looked at the screen, “well you’re just starting first trimester, 6 weeks so far so, you’re two months approximately.” she said, your heart dropping. two months and you never knew..that’s strange.. you cleared your throat.

“c-can i hear the heartbeat of both the babies?”

“of course!” she said moving the controller around, “this is baby number one’s heart beat..” she said as you listened to it, the loud heart beat echoing through the room. your heart racing quickly itself listening to your baby’s heartbeat, she zoomed in as you looked at the screen. “baby number one’s arms and legs are already forming!” she said happily as you smiled looking at the baby, its eyes already appearing. “you can also see the nose and eyes as well..” she said smiling.

“..and here is baby number two..” she said moving the controller to the other side of your stomach, it was loud as well. the baby also had its eyes and nose. legs and arms forming. “baby number two is also forming the same as baby number one as well!” she said as you felt tears forming before watching the little image on the screen, “would you want me to take a small photograph of this?” she said as you sniffled, “yes please!” you said before she smiled getting copies of the ultrasound, she grabbed a paper towel removing the gel of your tummy. she cleaned the transducer, “here you go..” she said handing you the photos. you sat up before she lowered your shirt to your tummy, you smiled. “gracias.” you said before she got off the chair turning the lights back on, “well! i’ll be calling for your next appointment! the babies are doing well and they’re healthy, i’ll give you this little foldable for you to see what you can do and eat while your babies are in your stomach, have a good day miss y/l/n!” she said as you smiled, “thank you! you as well!” before she left as you wiped your tears.

“i’m gonna be a tia..you’re the mami! isn’t that exciting!!?” she said before you bursted out crying out of happiness, liliana walking over to you, hugging you. “it’s okay..you’ll be fine..” she said before you sniffled, “i-i’m just happy..i have to start thinking tho of what to do..” you said before she smiled, “mhmmm, now let’s go and get lunch for you and the little babies.” she said as you giggled before you two walked out the room and outside the clinic.

after going out for almost the whole day it was nearly about time for joão and illianas boyfriend to be home, “what’s up?” she said looking at you, “my tummy feels way fuller than i usually get..” you said before she giggled, “well..you just fed yourself and the babies..it’s okay y/n.. he won’t notice..” iliana said as you giggled, “mhmm..” you said almost falling asleep, “hey..wake up! we’re about to get to your home..” she said as you sighed, huffing out. she parked the car before you sighed out, “too tired..” you murmured before she laughed, “come on now, you have to go..” she said as you sat up, you rubbed your eyes before she unlocked the doors. “well..i’ll be going now..i’ll talk to you soon about the surprise planning..” you said grabbing your stuff as she smiled, “sounds good!” lils said before you hugged her, “thank you again..” you said before you unbuckled your belt, “bye!” you said opening the door, as she waved at you before you waved back closing the door before running back inside, you opened the door getting in the house as floki ran over to you.

“hii there..did you miss me..” you said as he began to jump on your legs, you giggled holding him as you heard footsteps from upstairs. joão is home. you thought in your head before going upstairs, floki following you from the sounds of his collar as you opened the door. “when’d you get home early baby..” you said as he chuckled, “he let us out early, what were you doing out tho..you look so gorgeous..” he said getting up, a giggle coming out of you. “my baby..” he said kissing you, you kissed back cupping his cheek before you smiled against his lips. “i’m tired j..can we take a nap..” you said as he looked down at you, “of course hermosa..” he said picking you up, you were in a giggling mess before he placed you down on the bed. “let me go change into something comfortable.. then we can sleep in baby..” you said as he nodded his head before plopping himself on the bed, you grabbed your purse placing it on your shelf.

luckily he never asked you anything, you smiled to yourself before rubbing your stomach, “my babies..” you said sighing out before you changed into one of joão’s white shirts and just your panties, you walked to the bed before crawling on the bed, crawling to your spot. you laid next to joão before looking at him, “hm?” he said as you blushed, “n-nada..” you said kissing his cheek, “floki keeps following me around..” you murmured watching the brown dog struggle to get on the bed before he jumped on the bed running to the middle, running around and plopping himself down. “he just loves you like his daddy does..don’t worry anjo..” he said kissing your cheek before you nuzzled your head into his chest.

you were nearly falling asleep feeling joãos hands rub your back and play with your hair, you hummed in your sleep. “sleep with me..” you murmured as he chuckled, “fine fine..” he said before you fell asleep on him, your head resting on his chest. he kissed your forehead before he fell asleep on you.

what a good way to hide such a small family of four without him knowing..

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[purinfelix]

don't be shy tell us ab that "nothing's new" fic 🤭

here's a cute fer cause i love him :(

its acc based off of an ask i got for joao angst based off of the song and i haven't written a lot bc writing angst makes me so 💔 but here's a tiny snippet !!

His hand dangles by his side, and you yearn for nothing more than to take it in yours, the same way you do most nights - but you have to remind yourself, that most of these nights you spend in the privacy of your own home with your boyfriend. Because when you’re out, in the public eye, he stops being your boyfriend and becomes João Félix, beloved and renowned footballer who has yet to announce a romantic relationship to the public.

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[cieloclercs]

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 | joão félix

genre: social media requested: yes pairings: joão félix x fem!reader warnings: twitter environment, online hate

can be read as a part 2 to surprise, or as a standalone!

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y/n_y/l/n surprise 🤍

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joaofelix79 amo-vos para sempre, meus anjos / i love you forever, my angels 🤍🤍

y/n_y/l/n e nós amamo-vos / and we love you

username LMAO WHAT

username bro…you’ve got go be joking

antogriezmann congratulations you two!

y/n_y/l/n muchas gracias anto!

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username aren’t they a bit young to be having a baby…

username and how is that any of your business?

username 🤢🤢🤢

enzojfernandez felicidades y/n! y joão también supongo / congratulations y/n! and joão too i guess 😒

y/n_y/l/n gracias enzo 😂

joaofelix79 @/enzojfernandez ¿no seguirás enfadado? / you’re not still mad are you?

enzojfernandez vuelve al chelsea y no estare. / come back to chelsea and i won’t be.

username BAHAHAH ENZO

username he says that like poch didn’t reject joão 😭

username having a baby at the height of joão’s career when he doesn’t even know what club he’s going to next…yeah probably not the best timing 😳

username congratulations y/n! you just signed your life away to be a footballer’s housewife for the rest of your life 👏🥳

username LMAO imagine…she’s only 23 as well 😭

username i honestly feel bad for her. she’s gonna end up taking care of it all by herself, because let’s be honest…it’s not like joão will be that involved 🤣

username true! especially at the height of his career, he’ll probably be too busy!

username poor y/n…

username housewife at 23? where’s the ambition in that 😭

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joaofelix79 i don’t normally engage with people who make hateful comments about me, but when it involves my girlfriend and our baby, i feel like i have to say something. y/n and i are beyond happy to be future parents. we’ve given our situation a lot of thought, and we’re looking forwards to our future together with our little one

please, whether you are a fan of mine or not, don’t make comments about my girlfriend or our situation. y/n is the most wonderful person i know, and she doesn’t deserve this kind of criticism - especially not over something which is as much my decision as hers. please respect our privacy, and keep your opinions to yourselves. we are happy. that’s all that matters

ao meu amor / to my love - thank you for giving me this gift. i will forever be grateful to you, and i can’t wait to spend the rest of our lives together ❤️

ao meu anjinho / to my little angel - the day i found out about you was the best day of my life 🤍 mamãe e papai love you so much x

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[he4rtsforjoao]

Puppy Love- J.F

Pairings: João Felix x F!Reader

Warnings: nothing just fluff

Summary: you gift João a new puppy for his

Author note: big thanks to @kitybeold for the idea😋 super short sorry!😿

You gazed upon João as he slowly opened his eyes, a look of confusion washing over his face upon seeing the enormous box positioned in the living room. In your mind, you silently pleaded for the gift to remain silent, fearing that any noise would shatter the element of surprise. "Can I finally open it?" he asked eagerly, his voice filled with anticipation. With a nod of assurance, he cautiously approached the box, delicately untying the ribbon. "Y/n, I swear, if you attempt scare me..." he warned, his tone exuding a mixture of both annoyance and caution. Letting out an exasperated sigh, you reassured him, "I promise I won't scare you! Just go ahead and open it!"

He gives a nod, his face transforming into a puzzled yet delighted smile as he begins to open the box. "Who's this for?" he inquires, lifting the small dog out of the box with a sense of bewilderment. "Who else could it be for? It's for you!" you exclaim, laughter fulling you up within you as you watch him gently place the small puppy on his lap.

"Thank you, my love, this is incredible," he murmurs affectionately, gently caressing the dog as he leans in to give you a tender kiss on your cheek. "I wonder how Floki will react," he chuckles, rising to his feet and opening the bedroom door. Floki had been scratching at the door, filled with longing for João.

"Most likely delighted to have some company while we're away," you laugh, watching as Floki eagerly rushes over to João and you, only to pause and carefully make his way towards the slumbering puppy. "Thank you for this thoughtful gift, it truly means the world to me." He leans in to kiss you once again this time deeply

“Of course, happy birthday João” you pull away from the kiss.

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Can I request something with Gavi being barely even home resulting to reader feeling lonely and empty? A fluffy ending please! Gracias a todos!

You're Losing Me (Gavi)

Summary: You and Gavi's relationship is slowly falling apart - and neither of you know how to save it.

Warnings: Angst. Toxic behavior. 

A/N: This request literally revived me so thank you. I’m so excited to write angst hopefully you like it! Also thank you guys for 1k notes on Surprise, here’s my gift to you. Please send requests!

Word count: 6.8k+

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It was the fourth Tuesday in a row that you ate alone in your apartment. The fourth time Gavi had skipped out on your plans last minute, sending a quick half-hearted text about one event or the other.

The first time it was because Coach had asked Gavi to stay after practice, keen on teaching him the perfect one-touch shot. Then it was a missed dinner because Jordi Alba had invited him out with some other players, and he just couldn’t say no, because he was finally starting to feel like a part of the family - like the older players had finally started to respect him.

Of course you hadn’t minded the first few times, he had been apologetic enough, promising you that he would be there next time, but each next time took on the next week, and soon the prospect of next time didn’t hold as much meaning anymore. You were accustomed to reading those words by now, and you rarely took time to read over the dwindling text messages anymore, eyes only scanning for those two words, the ones that had become a staple in your relationship.

Next time.

Next time you would cook dinner for him and he would be there to eat it. Next time he would tell you he loved you in person, rather than getting an impassive ‘sorry cariño’. The thought of next time, which once seemed like a lifeline to you, had become a dull reminder of the boy who was just on the other side of the city, only a measly train ride separating you both. Yet the distance seemed much greater.

But now the football season was drawing to a close, and instead of being excited at the notion of having more time to spend together, you felt uneasy and on edge, almost as if you were waiting for the other shoe to drop, something to come up, making the distance between the two of you that much more tangible.  

You felt your phone buzz next to you and your eyes unintentionally went to the clock.

9:45 pm.

The texts were getting later and later each time.

You already knew what awaited you, but you couldn’t help but scan the message regardless.

“Can’t come tonight, only have a few days till the season ends and the guys wanna make the most of it. Be there next time. Noche.”

There it was again, that unexplainable feeling in your chest, like your heart was always one step ahead of your brain, preparing for the loss of something that hadn’t yet left. Your mind was an incomprehensible mess, a jumble of contrasting thoughts and memories, forcing you to overthink situations and undervalue your emotions.  

You lifted your head watching your roommate land with a thump on the couch beside you, “He canceled again, didn’t he?”

You opened your mouth, an excuse on the tip of your tongue.

She held up her hand, “Don’t try to defend him. He knows it isn’t fair.”

You avoided her gaze, “You don’t get it. He’s really in demand and-”

“It doesn’t matter that he’s famous or a professional athlete, that doesn’t discredit his actions, or put the blame on anyone but him.”

She continued, “Look Gavi’s a good guy, I like him,” you stared at her, “I do! But he’s stupid if he doesn’t realize that he’s losing you. I know you, and while you might make excuses for him now, I know that sooner or later you’re going to notice that he hasn’t been treating you like you deserve, and you’ll be smart enough to leave.”

You felt the impact of her words full force, like a sledgehammer beating into your body. All the signs were there, right in front of your face, and you had been turning a blind eye, not wanting to admit what your heart already knew.

You knew it. The distance you had felt hadn’t been in vain – every day you could feel the connection between the two of you chip away, so small, you wouldn’t think to notice it till you stood back and looked at the bigger picture.

As a result of both your busy schedules, you both had come up with the idea of having Tuesday night, the most boring day of the week as agreed on, reserved for just the two of you. On Tuesday you didn’t have classes that ran well past dinner time or have to pick up late-night shifts at the restaurant, and he didn’t have evening practice. It was perfect. Tuesday was yours.

Except it had been four weeks since you’d had a proper conversation with Gavi, and you couldn’t help but see the difference in your relationship when you first got together, both eager and determined to spend as much time together as possible, to now, where even if you attended his games, you two still managed to get away without speaking.

You shook your head, “I-I need to take a walk.”

She reached over placing a hand on your shoulder, “Y/n. I’m sorry-”

You shook it off, standing up, “No it’s ok, it’s not your fault. I just need to clear my head.”

You felt the cool night breeze hit you as you walked the streets of Barcelona. It was unusually quiet in this part of town, the lights from the main strip didn’t reach this far out, and for a moment the quiet reminded you of your hometown.

If you closed your eyes, it was almost like you were fifteen again, back in your childhood bedroom, before the ideas of pretty boys with big brown eyes and the weight of managing both university and a job plagued all your thoughts.

You reached a lookout point, the top of the hill dropping to show you the expansive city below. You stared out, the buildings looked so small up here, barely more than a glowing dot in the dark, the cars a blur of soft yellow. You wondered which tiny dot Gavi was in. You wondered if he had checked his phone, seeing that you hadn’t texted him back like you usually did. You wondered if he even cared.

You shook your head trying to get rid of the unwanted thoughts.

Your relationship with Gavi was good. He made you laugh like nobody else, whispering secrets in each other’s ears like schoolchildren, making forts out of old sheets in his childhood bedroom when you met his family for the first time. You remembered his sweet smile, the way his eyes would crinkle unintentionally when he couldn’t hold back his excitement or happiness. You remembered confiding in him about school, how you were so stressed because you couldn’t manage eighteen credits while simultaneously holding a job that required you to be on your feet for hours at a time. You could still feel the soft caress of his hand, as he squeezed yours, providing you comfort, cracking a badly executed joke here and there just to get you to smile while listing a hundred reasons why if anyone could do it, it would be you.

So, if he made you feel all those things, why did his absence make you feel so tiny, so insignificant?

Your finger hovered over the call button, and you hit it hesitantly.

You just wanted to hear his voice.

That would be enough.

It rang seven times before the line went dead.

It took you a moment to realize you hadn’t put your phone up to your ear, waiting with bated breath for the timer on the screen to start, indicating he had picked up, but it never did.

You stuffed your phone back into your pocket, the same unsteady feeling in your heart strumming.

Once.

Twice. 

Then it was gone.

You came home to a quiet apartment and your roommate already asleep.

You shuffled into your room silently, you would give it one more week you decided. Next time would be the last.

The next week came, and while it was the first week Gavi had off from training, he had already planned to go to Ibiza to attend a music festival with his hometown friends. He had invited you, but it was more of an afterthought, and you couldn’t find it in yourself to go because of rushed ‘you can come if you want’ and a barely there apology so you left it.

You got an ‘I’ll miss you’ text from him and for a moment it made you smile, filling you with warmth. However, an ‘I miss you’ only did so much, and other than his sweet messages, there was really no intent behind his words.

Now it had been two days since Gavi had gotten back from his Ibiza trip, and you couldn’t hide the surprise on your face when you glanced over and saw a Facetime call from Gavi.

When was the last time the two of you had Facetimed? Maybe two months ago? It was much easier to send a text, the times both of you were free were few and far between.

You answered the call, pushing your textbook to the side. The dark grey interior of Gavi’s car greeted you.

“Hello?” You asked.

“Hey, Y/n long time no talk.” Gavi joked, but you felt your stomach flip at the truth behind his words.

“I can’t see you.” You said.

“Oh shit, did I accidentally Facetime? My bad I told Siri to call and she must have Facetimed instead. Let me call you.”

You went to speak but heard the three beeps indicating the call had been cut.

You heard the phone ring again and bit back a sigh. You just wanted to see his face.

You answered on the second ring.

“Hey sorry about that. I wanted to call and tell you that I’m back from Ibiza.”

“Yeah, I know.” You admitted, “I remembered.”

There was a beat of silence.

“Well, anyways I wanted to ask you to come with me to the Spanish football gala tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?”

You heard some shuffling and suddenly Gavi’s voice was much clearer and closer to the phone. You assumed he took it off speaker.

“Can you not come?”

You hesitated, “Uhm I’m not sure. It’s so last minute and I’m already scheduled at the restaurant tomorrow.”

“Can’t you just take off?” He persisted.

You felt your brow furrow, “I’m already on the schedule, I can’t just decide to take off the day before, I need to find someone to replace me.”

“Ok, tell whoever that I’ll sign a jersey for them if they do.”

You suddenly felt angry. Why did he think that you could only get a day off work if he helped you out? Were you not capable of handling your own situations? You hated feeling like this, like you weren’t even your own person, just a shadow of who you were with.

“No that’s fine. I’ll just take off like you said, simple.” You couldn’t help but let the bitterness seep into your voice.

He went to say something, probably sensing the shift in your mood, but you cut him off, “I have to go. Bye Gavi.”

You hung up before he could respond.

Finding someone to replace your shift was easier said than done, but after some back and forth, and a promise to Marcus to cover his next two shifts, you were free.

Free to prance around in a hall filled with people you barely knew, with a boy who you thought about more in your memories than you saw in real life.

The night of the gala arrived, and you were decked out, wearing the earrings Gavi had gifted you for your one-year anniversary paired with a necklace you had received after graduating high school.

Gavi had originally said he would pick you up but had sent a quick text earlier in the morning explaining that the team was getting ready together at a hotel, and to just meet him at the venue.

Your roommate had agreed to drive you and you gave her a grateful smile as you got in the car.

“Ana thank you for taking me.”

She brushed the comment off playfully, “No problem. Gotta step up when Gavi steps down.”

You let out a short laugh, “My hero.”

You got to the venue a couple of minutes before you had planned to meet Gavi and nervously walked around, staying out of the path of cameras.

You found someone to take you to a tent where some Barca staff were waiting for the players to start the program.

You walked in, a surprised look taking over your face once you noticed Pedri and a few other players in the corner.

You weren’t aware that some of the players from the hotel had arrived yet.

Pedri noticed your entrance and came over to say hello.

You gave him a quick hug, making casual small talk.

Just ask him, a voice in the back of your head urged.

Finally, you bit the bullet, attempting to sound as casual as possible, “How did you guys get here so early? I thought everyone was leaving the hotel at 6.”

“Ehh, it wasn’t that important, so I skipped it. Half the guys didn’t go anyway, and the other half just went to play FIFA. Besides I beat them every time, so it gets a little boring after a while.”

You tried to laugh at his joke, but could only manage a watery smile, mind running a mile a minute.

So Gavi hadn’t actually needed to go but chose to.

Leaving you alone.

Again.

It wasn’t a big deal by itself. But it was the fact that this was just another item you could add to your ever-growing list of things Gavi cared about more than you. You wondered briefly if you had been wrong, and if he had missed some other event to be there with you, only to remind yourself that you hadn’t seen him in a month, so no, he hadn’t.

You were still grappling with your emotions when Gavi arrived, unsure whether to confront him or just let this be another thing you swept under the rug.

Your reunion, if you could even call it that, was lackluster at best. He had walked in with some of his teammates, immediately going to greet the rest of his team, completely ignoring you standing on the right side of the room with Pedri.

It was only once he asked where Pedri was that someone pointed the two of you out.

You felt your body deflate; he hadn’t even asked for you.

Were you overthinking things again? Maybe he had just forgotten in the excitement of seeing his whole team for the first time after the season ended?

Gavi made his way over to the two of you, reaching out to Pedri first. You watched as they exchanged a hug before Gavi’s eyes floated over to yours.

“Hey.” His voice was casual, like he was greeting a mailman, or thanking the cashier.

“Hi.”

You closed the space, attempting to hug him, but he grabbed your shoulders stopping you, looking down.

You followed his gaze.

“I don’t want to wrinkle the dress.”

You felt your heart thud against your chest, and while you knew he only had good intentions, the rejection still stung.

You stepped out of his embrace, watching his hands drop to his sides, “Okay.”

The carpet went by in a blur, you posed with Gavi for a few photos before moving to the side and letting him enjoy the spotlight, he had worked hard for it. You took a couple of photos with some of the other teammate's girlfriends and wives before you headed inside.

Once inside, there was still some time left before the actual dinner portion of the gala started. The gala was held for all Spanish football clubs as a celebration of their hard work during the season. It was also a great event to network, giving players the ability to talk with different coaches and directors they otherwise might not have gotten the chance to, allowing for discussions of thinly veiled preseason transfers to commence without the fear of unwanted ears listening in.

You found Gavi in the crowd quickly, linking your arm with his. He looked over at you, a smile taking over his features once he noticed you.

“Glad you found me.”

You noticed with great relief that his eyes still crinkled in the corners when he looked at you,

“I always do.”

The next however many minutes spent till dinner service started comprised of Gavi talking with various different players and directors as you stood like a shiny accessory off his arm, too insignificant to be acknowledged in conversation.

The call for dinner provided you solace from the repetitive conversations and mundane questions. You took a seat next to Gavi and were confused to find both Joao Felix and Antoine Griezmann seated at your table.

You leaned into Gavi, “I thought the clubs sat together?”

“Me too. I think they’re doing alphabetical tonight though.” He whispered.

“Which one’s your least favorite?” You looked up shocked at Gavi’s question, watching a boyish grin take over his features as he tried to hide his laugh, interlacing your fingers on your lap.

You shoved into him lightly, “They’re sitting right there!”

He leaned in closer, nose softly grazing your ear as he spoke, “Yeah but between me and you, I think Joao could have had a better season in Chelsea.”

You shook your head in disbelief, fighting back the smile that was threatening to spill out. Your eyes caught his and for a second it seemed like you had been transported back in time, back to when these types of moments were the standard not the exception, back when it felt like you were on each other sides, back when laughter was the antidote instead of tense silences filled with awkward hello’s.

His eyebrow lifted ask if to ask if you agreed with him, and a small murmur of agreement from you was all he needed before he opened his mouth, ready to hammer his point home, but his attention switched last second.

It was like you could visibly see the shift in his demeanor. First, it was his eyes glancing past yours, seeing the midfielder approaching. Then it was the subtle grip on your hand loosening, his fingers slipping through the gaps. Next, it was the complete shift in body, his posture straightening as he leaned his body away from yours, position shifting to face Pedri who had sat in the spot next to him.

To his credit, Pedri acknowledged the both of you but it was clear Gavi paid no mind to you, not evening sparing you a glance as he became immersed in a conversation with Pedri.

You tried to pretend it didn’t affect you and while you could lie to everyone else, you couldn’t lie to yourself. You had built up this evening up so much in your head, telling yourself that tonight would be the shifting point in your relationship and that everything would go back to the way it once was, but it was shaping up to be another Tuesday you had become all too familiar with.

Why did it feel like you were always competing for his attention?

Your mind was reeling, all the small actions Gavi did that you kept pushing aside, were floating back to the surface, each little remark or dismissal a little tug on your heartstrings till you were sure that if you stayed at the table a for a moment longer you wouldn’t be able to stop the onslaught of tears quickly approaching.

You stood from the table abruptly, catching a few people’s attention, but you gave them a polite smile, or at least you hoped it had been polite, you couldn’t focus on anything but the stinging in your eyes and the sinking feeling in your stomach.

You swiftly walked towards the restroom, glancing over your shoulder to see if anyone had noticed but your eyes fell on Gavi’s form. He hadn’t even bothered turning around.

Of course, he hadn’t. 

Somehow that hurt more than anything else.

You were immensely grateful for the single-use restroom as you locked yourself in, shaky hands coming to steady yourself on the sink.

Don’t cry. Don’t cry.

You were internally screaming at yourself, begging yourself to keep yourself together but the feeling was too overwhelming and before you could stop you felt the first tears slip down. Your shoulders shook as you forced yourself to be silent, embarrassed about someone walking by and overhearing you pitying yourself.

One hand covered your mouth as you muffled your sobs, while the other dug into the stupid marble sink until the skin was pink and indented. The pain acted as a distraction from the unbearable pressure in your chest, and you instinctively pushed your hand harder into the sink.

Your fingers felt numb as you slowly removed them, closing your eyes to steady yourself. It was obvious that you weren’t in the best mental state, but you couldn’t exactly sit in the bathroom for the next hour to sort it out. You had to clean yourself up and go back to pretending.

Yes, pretending, you realized, was exactly what you had been doing. This whole night you had been pretending, pretending everything was okay, pretending that your relationship was fine when in truth you couldn’t even remember what Gavi’s laugh sounded like.

When had it become all pretend?

Was there anything left here? Were your best years behind you both?

These unanswered questions haunted you as you calmed yourself down, wrapping around you like a blanket, one that provided you no comfort but rather a feeling of suffocation.

Finally, your eyes had dried, and the redness had faded significantly. You had gotten your breathing under control, and you felt a little lighter having stopped denying what had been plaguing your mind for weeks now.

You took one final glance in the mirror, smoothing out your dress as you exited the restroom.

You walked slowly back to the table. You had decided that if you could just get through tonight, go home, and cry and think some more, then by tomorrow morning you would be able to talk to Gavi and decide what to do.

But that plan had flown out the window when you arrived back at the table to a confused Gavi.

It seemed he had finally noticed your absence.

“Where did you go? They served dinner 15 minutes ago.”

“I had to use the restroom.”

“For 15 minutes?”

“There was a queue.” You lied.

He seemed to accept your answer and you chose to focus on your food rather than him.

You were halfway through your meal when you noticed Gavi giving you a double take from the corner of your eye.

“Your eyes are red.” He spoke in a hushed voice.

“I don’t know why.”

“Are you sure?” His attention was beginning to slip again, eyes darting back between you and Pedri.

“Yes, I’m fine.” You heard your voice waver on the last syllable, a tick you had when you were lying, and Gavi immediately picked up on it, facing you fully.

“What’s wrong?”

You shook your head not wanting to get into everything here.

“I’m ok.”

“You’re not.”

“Gavi.” You warned.

“What happened? Did someone say something?”

“No. Just drop it please.” Your voice had gone soft, tired of defending yourself.

“Y/n just tell me, I’ll help.” He urged.

You stayed quiet.

“What’s wrong?” He asked again, adamant to get an answer.

You felt yourself grow annoyed, why couldn’t he just let it go? Why was he suddenly interested in how you felt? You were just trying to protect what little left the two of you had and he seemed intent on destroying it.

“It’s you.”

He looked taken aback, eyes pooling with hurt and confusion, his body slightly deflating, “W-what?”

The moment was interrupted when the announcer took over the stage, beginning the presentation for the night, highlighting a few key players and matches.

You looked away first, turning to face the stage, clapping along, acting as though you couldn’t feel Gavi’s gaze burning into your back as he desperately tried to get your attention.

Once the presentation was over you were quick to excuse yourself, using the pretense of going to get a drink as a getaway.

You held your breath as you walked, praying Gavi wouldn’t follow you, and while he got up immediately once he noticed, he was quickly interrupted by another player coming to congratulate him, allowing you to slip away while he watched helplessly.

You let out a huff, leaning against the bar trying to slow your heartbeat.

“Long day?”

You looked over to see Joao standing next to you, watching as the bartender poured his drink.

“Something like that.”

He nodded, “Me too. Been a long couple of days actually.”

You smiled, “Actually, it’s been a long couple of weeks.”

He turned his head to look at you, “I take it back. It’s actually been a long couple of months.”

You raised your hand in mock surrender, “Ok I can’t beat that.”

He grinned, “Yeah not many people can.”

Your expression matched his own, and you gave your order to the bartender before turning to face him again, “So how’s the season been?”

“Shit. Honestly, I’m not even sure why I’m here I played for Chelsea this season not Athletico.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at his abruptness.

“Yeah, I saw your first game. A red card first match is pretty brutal.”

His grin only widened, “Oh keeping tabs are we?”

You gave him a playful glare, “Of course gotta know how Barca’s competition is doing.”

“Oh, so you’re a Barca girl?”

“Since the day I was born.” You revealed proudly.

And it was true, even before you had met Gavi, you had loved Barcelona. Growing up in a family of football lovers, your family had declared FC Barcelona as their home club, and you had witnessed so many legends play for Barcelona and so many underdogs find their true passion at the club.

“Can I tell you a secret?” he asked, and you gave him a nod of encouragement, pretending to zip your lips shut making him smile, “Ok well it’s always been my dream to play for Barcelona. Messi was always an idol to me.” He confessed.

Your mouth dropped open in shock before you abruptly shut it, your eyes almost widening comically as you spoke excitedly, “What oh my gosh. I’m in shock. Messi? But you play with Ronaldo!” You gasped.

He laughed at your facial expression, as he whispered, “I know! That’s why it’s a secret.”

You nodded along with his words, sending him a duh expression, “Of course, I won’t say anything I promise.”

“Promise what?”

Gavi had appeared by your side, a firm hand set on your waist, as he gently tugged you back into his body.

You peeked up at Gavi to see he was already looking down at you, jaw set. You gulped.

“Nothing much, just talking about the season.” You replied.

You saw Gavi’s eyes flicker between the two of you before he brought you closer, “Can we please talk?”

You bit your lip unsure but nodded.

He slipped his hand into yours as he led you to a quieter area. You waved goodbye to Joao as Gavi pulled you through the crowd, and he held his drink up in response.

He was a nice guy. You hoped next season would be better for him than the last.

He guided you to a standing table and propped your hands on the table as he played with the ring on your index finger.

“This a really pretty ring, is it new?” He asked eyes focused on your fingers.

“No, I got it last month.”

“I haven’t seen you wear it.”

“I’ve worn it every day since I got it.”

“Oh.”

You gently removed your hand from his, knowing that talking circles about something so small was going to get you nowhere.

“What do you want Gavi?” You asked quietly.

His voice came out gravelly, “I want to know how I let it get to the point where you feel more comfortable calling me Gavi rather than Pablo.”

His words when straight to your heart, and you could feel his pain almost as much as you could feel your own.

“I-I don’t know.”

You heard his breath falter, “I miss you calling me Pablo. Hell – I even miss you calling me Pablito. I’d take anything over whatever this is.” He gestured pointing between the two of you.

“Ok then let’s talk about it. Let’s talk about where it went wrong.”

His eyes lifted at your words, “Why are you speaking in the past tense?”

You remained silent.

“Amor please, why are you speaking in past tense?” You could hear the panic building in his voice.

“I think we don’t spend enough time together.”

“Ok we can fix that. No problem.” He agreed, desperate to save what was slowly unraveling.

“But do you want to? Fix it I mean?”

“Of course, I do. Please just tell me what to do and I’ll do it.” His voice was almost near begging, and you knew without a doubt that you were in a similar state.

You couldn’t believe that this was happening here, in front of all these people, but it wasn’t fair to either of you to hold it any longer. You had to have this conversation sooner or later and it seemed like tonight was the time for it.

“Sometimes I feel like you don’t have time for me.” You finally admitted what you had been feeling for the last month.

He shook his head rapidly, “I do! But I mean we both have such busy schedules, you have even less time than I do with school.” he argued, “You also have work so that cuts down on the time we have too, but I’m not complaining.”

You were trembling with anger as you spoke, but you kept your voice low, “Yes, because I have to work a job to be able to afford college. I hate the hours probably more than you do, but I do it because I have to. I don’t have an option. I want to go to school? I have to fund it. But you? You didn’t have to go out with the guys after practice or stay around Ansu’s to play FIFA, but you did. That was a choice you made.”

He opened his mouth to retaliate but you weren’t done, “And I’m not even mad about that. I’m mad that for the last month, you’ve put me below every other person in your life, treated me like I’m dispensable, someone who you only consider when you need something. I feel cheap. Like something you only want when it’s convenient to you.”

“That’s not true. You’re my girlfriend!” His voice shook as he spoke, and you realized he was probably just as scared as you were.

“Then why do I feel like I’m not?” Your voice came out soft, barely above a whisper, but it felt like delivering the final blow to an already sinking battleship.

You felt his eyes on you, eyes glazing over as hundreds of unushered words filled the space between you, but the moment was cut short, and you had to remind yourself that you were in public as Xavi approached the two of you.

You gave Xavi a quick hug before he congratulated Gavi on a great season.

Gavi only nodded, murmuring short responses, eyes glancing at you every few seconds like he was scared you would disappear from his life if he wasn’t watching.  

He left after a moment, and then the two of you were alone again.

“I’m sorry Y/n, I had no idea that’s why you were working. I would’ve given you the money if you just said something-“

“I don’t want your money Gavi! It’s yours, not mine.” You said exasperated.

“C’mon Y/n you know I have enough to provide for the both of us. You don’t have to work-“

“I don’t want that! In fact, right now I don’t even want to be in this relationship!”

The boy physically shrunk back at your words, your admission sending him into silence as he processed your words.

Finally, he spoke, head shaking in denial, not wanting to admit what was right in front of him, “I-I don’t understand.”

You wanted to yell at him to notice all the signs you’d been sending him, beg him to understand the things you couldn’t say but had always been lurking in the shadows, easy enough to make out if you just paid attention. You wanted to scream that it wasn’t fair, it wasn’t fair that Gavi got to pursue his passion while you were being told to give up yours. Your head was filled with millions of things you wanted to say to him, thousands of little moments you wanted to share with him, you wanted to confide in him about how scared you were, how you had never felt like this in your life, how the thought of him slowly falling out of love with you was ripping your insides apart, making you sick to your stomach. There were so many things but not one left your mouth.

“I know you don’t.” Your voice sounded tired, even to your own ears, and you wondered if this was it. If this is where the two of you parted ways.

“I-I’m just going to go home.”

“I’ll grab our coats.”

You placed your hand gently on his, giving him a sad smile, “It’s ok. I think I’ll go alone.”

Neither of you could deny what it meant.

He ducked his head so you couldn’t see his red eyes. There was a moment of silence, and you could tell he was fighting with himself, trying to figure out what to do to stop the inevitable, until he slowly nodded,

“Ok.”

He had just sealed your relationship closed, something you were grateful for because you knew you couldn’t have done it yourself.

He didn’t lift his head as you walked away, and you didn’t blame him.

You grabbed your coat quickly, bidding goodbye to a few people as you made your way out of the hall.

As you walked down the hallway towards the main doors you realized you didn’t have a ride back. Your roommate had dropped you off and you assumed Gavi would drop you back. Well, that wasn’t happening now. Train it was. One glance out the window told you it was raining, downpouring to be exact.

How fitting. At least the weather matched your mood.

You stepped outside, immediately becoming drenched, but somehow you found comfort in it, at least this way no one could see you cry.

You were about halfway down the steps when you heard the door slam open, yelling coming from behind you.

You spun around, surprised to see Gavi stepping into the rain, “Please stay. Please.”

You stood frozen, unsure of what to say.

You were sure he wouldn’t follow you. But he had.

He kept taking steps closer to you, closing the distance, till you were only two steps apart, “Stay.”

His eyes searched your own, looking for something, maybe a sign that there was hope, something you weren’t sure you could provide.

“Just let me go. We can talk about this tomorrow.”

He shook his head, breath unsteady, “No I can’t. I can’t. I feel like if I let you go now, I’ll never see you again.”

You bit your cheek looking away, he was right. After tonight you had no intention of talking to him again.

His shoulders drooped at your silence, and he sat down on the steps of the building, harsh rain pounding down on him, matting his hair and drenching his extremely expensive suit, but he didn’t seem to care, “I hate fighting with you.”

You glanced down at his figure, watching him sit in the rain with his head in his hands, utterly defenseless.

“But I hate even more that it’s my fault, and that I couldn’t see what I was doing until I felt what you did, just for a second, and it hurt like hell.”

“I should have been there for you. I should have made time for you. I knew what I was doing wasn’t right but then I kept thinking it’s fine I’ll make it up to her next time, but next time never happened because I never showed up. I guess I was just so focused on making sure my teammates all liked me, and they had just stopped treating me like a kid, finally inviting me places - and I’m not using that as an excuse because I know it’s a shit one, it’s on me. Nobody forced me to do anything, I just wanted to feel included, and I put everyone else’s feelings above yours when yours was the one that was the most important to me.”

He finally lifted his head, and he was close enough that you could see the tears streaming down his face as he looked intently at you, almost like he was trying to memorize you, “If you want to walk away you can, you should - I’ll understand. I just wanted to apologize, really apologize, and own up to everything I did. I love you, and I promise you I won’t take anyone for granted the way I did with you.”

Your expression mirrored his own, and the tears were falling freely at his confession now that it was just the two of you. All the things you had wanted him to realize he had. All the things you wished he had said, he finally did.

But was it too late?

“Thank you, Pablo.”

He let out a short laugh through his tears, “No, thank you.”

You gave him a soft smile before you put distance between the two of you, letting the rain mask the sound of you leaving.

The lights from the venue grew dimmer as you continued walking, and you spared one last glance over your shoulder before it disappeared from view, seeing Gavi’s tiny figure rooted in place, watching you leave.

Your steps faltered.

How could you leave this relationship, this boy, when every single warning sign was going off in your brain, telling you to turn around and fight, to not give up? He had understood, he had understood exactly what you had felt, and had owned up to his mistakes, what else could he have done? He couldn’t go back and make it better, but he could change the way he treated you, but how would you acknowledge the change if you didn’t stick around?

It didn’t feel right walking away.

You thought you would feel content, feel like the pressure was lifting from your shoulders, but the dropping feeling in your stomach was multiplying, and your heart was constricting painfully at the thought of never seeing him, never laughing with him, never kissing him again, at the idea of falling in love with someone that wasn’t him.

You never ran faster in your life.

Let him be there. Please let him be there.

You didn’t know how you could explain yourself if you had to walk back into the event sopping wet, eyes puffy, and nose runny.

You couldn’t stop the wide smile that stretched across your face as he realized he was right where you left him.

You sat next to him and he didn’t notice until you spoke.

“Pablo.”

His head shot upon hearing your voice, and his face lifted for a second before falling again, “Di-Did you forget something?”

You nodded.

“Ok I can get it for you, what is it?” He cleared his throat, trying to make his voice clear.

You shifted closer to him, bodies pressed against each other, “I forgot that I love you. I love you and I want to work this out. I’m happy that you took responsibility and I believe you. I believe that you won’t do it again. But I should apologize too – I also wasn’t fair to you, and I did things that I shouldn’t have just to get back at you for making me feel so small.”

“I’m sorr-”

You cut him off, “Let’s stop apologizing.”

He nodded, eyes looking at you with nothing but love and admiration,

“Ok but we’ll have to work on our communication.” He said, and you hummed in agreement.

You touched your forehead with his, staring at each other with baited breaths until he finally closed the distance and kissed you. After a month of not seeing each other, you were finally kissing, pouring all your emotions, all your love, all your pain into the kiss, making a promise to be there for each other, and it felt like coming home.

alternate ending

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