Hermanito ~ Pedri

hermanito ~ pedri

summary: y/n’s little brother absolutely adores pedri.

y/n’s little brother, santiago, loves barcelona. he’s only 8 years old, so young yet so talented and he had such an immense passion for the club. he grew up loving barcelona, its history, it’s players, something he shared with his older sister.

he also loved playing football. y/n was always amazed with her little brothers talent. he had so much potential, and y/n only wished the absolute best for him in the future, wishing that his love for the sport never fades or weakens, and he grows up as a role model for other kids.

she was aware of how much shock he would be in when she broke the news to him that she had started dating one of barcelonas current rising stars, pedri. what she wasn’t ready for was for santiago to burst into tears and run into pedris arms.

y/n knew how much santiago loved pedri. as soon as he’d joined the team, santiago never stopped talking about how he wanted to be exactly like him. he looked up to him just as he did for many of barcelona’s older players and y/n loved the passion he held.

y/n, along with her parents, chuckled a little as santiago wrapped his arms around pedris frame, resting his head against his stomach and crying into his shirt. pedri looked to his girlfriend with an awed expression, pouting a little as he leaned down to press a kiss to santiago’s hair and wrap his arms around the little boy.

santiago felt as if he was dreaming. the fact that pedri was stood in his house, his living room, next to his big sister was so ethereal to him. he didn’t know what else to do but cry.

his feet still hurt a little from running about in the garden for hours with his football before his mother had called him in for a surprise. his number 10 jersey clung to his slightly sweaty body and he was still trying to catch his breath but he felt it being knocked out of him again.

one of his favourite players was stood right infront of him. he couldn’t feel anymore emotional as he pulled away and rubbed the tears away from his face.

he looked up at the player as pedri gave him a small smile back and put his hand up for a high-five.

“hola, santiago.”

from that moment on, santiago talked about pedri non-stop. he would always ask y/n when he’s coming over, when his next match is, whether he can go to training with him, whether he can go for a drive with him in his car, whether he can sleep over, whether they can all watch a movie together.

y/n adored their relationship. she loved how gentle pedri was with her baby brother, how much he loved him like he was his own little sibling.

she loved watching them pass the football around in the backyard, teaching him the secrets of playing. she loved taking pictures of santiago and pedri, keeping her favourite ones as her lock screen. her two favourite boys, her loves.

she couldn’t be anymore thankful for having pedri in her life as well as santiago’s.

however, there was no surprise that their breakup hit santiago the most. he was devastated, sad, angry, heartbroken, it was if he went through it himself. y/n understood how he felt.

he looked up to pedri. he was like a big brother to him.

so when he stopped coming over, stopped calling, stopped taking santi for drives around town, the little boy was confused and hurt. when he found out that it was because y/n and pedri broke up, he didn’t know what to do but argue.

the boy had a temper in him, that was obvious to anyone who spent longer than an hour with him. ofcourse, he started asking questions about their split. why did they break up? why dont they just meet up and talk it out?

y/n tried to calmly explain the situation to him, in an easy way for him to understand, for him to not feel angry towards pedri, towards y/n, towards himself. it took time but eventually she got him to calm down, though it didn’t help how heartbroken she felt seeing him so low for weeks after.

she hated watching her baby brother kick the ball around the backyard by himself. she offered to play with him many times but he’d just shake his head and continue. when she’d pick him up from his weekly football club, he wouldn’t ramble on and on about his day as he usually did. there would be short sentences, short smiles, short hugs.

he didn’t go to any of barcelonas games after that either. she would watch the matches on the tv with him, making a few comments here and there to get him to talk but she’d receive the usual minimal answers from him.

she knew santiago wasn’t angry with her. he was just sad. sad that pedri wasn’t in their lives anymore. sad that he probably wouldn’t see him again, play with him, hug him - his big brother.

he took time getting used to not having him around anymore, after a year and a half of seeing him almost everyday.

•••

it was a few weeks after santiago’s 9th birthday when y/n walked into his bedroom with a grin on her face. she had a brand new blaugrana jersey in her hands as she walked in to see him playing on his ipad.

“vamos, santi.” (let’s go santi) the boy turned, confused, to see her holding a jersey.

“¿qué? ¿dónde?” (what? where?) he sat up.

“compré entradas para el partido del barça.” (i bought us tickets for the barça match)

she watched as santiago’s eyes widened and he immediately jumped up from his bed. her heart melted and her smile wavered as he jumped to wrap her in a big hug and she wasted no time hugging him back. this was the first proper hug they’d shared in quite a long time, one where santiago willingly wrapped his arms around her.

y/n knew in that moment that everything between them would be okay. she knew all it took was a little bravery for her brother, a little motivation for her to be able to see pedri again, to go to the matches.

she didn’t want to think about pedri right now. she was only doing this for santi, because he’d been so down, so unhappy that he wasn’t able to watch his favourite team at camp nou as he usually did.

but how could she not think about pedri when it was him who was fueling a spark of excitement in her brother. santi was happy because he’d also get to see pedri play again, not just from a screen.

y/n slightly pulled back to show him the jersey. she held it up, the bright number 8 and santiagos name at the top glistened along with the vivid colours of blue and red.

santiago gasped and grabbed the jersey from her hold, examining the beauty of it before hugging her once more, whispering repetitive ‘thank yous’ into her shoulder.

y/n happily smiled, glad to see her brother so lively again.

•••

the match had ended and barcelona had won. santiago was as happy as he’d ever been in his life. he cheered at the top of his lungs as if this was his last match. when he entered he took everything in as if he’d come back from a long break.

when he saw the players coming on, he looked to his older sister, seeing her biting her lip as she looked around the stadium. it was as if she was trying to not make eye contact with any of the players. they were sat so close to the pitch, she knew none of them would actually look over here, but she didn’t wanna know what would happen if they did.

instead, y/n took pictures of her little brother, wanting to cherish this moment forever. his new jersey looked so adorable on him, she made a mental note to get him one in all the different barcelona jerseys.

as they were walking out, y/n ran into mikky, frenkies girlfriend. mikky obviously stopped to talk to her, how could she not? the two were so close whilst y/n was still dating pedri. they would always sit with eachother, talk, laugh, but they were also friends outside of the stadium.

y/n didn’t tell anyone she was going to be at the match, wanting it to be just her and santiago, but that did not counteract the surprise that fell onto mikkys face. they started a conversation and y/n felt content that they were able to comfortably start off as if they never even stopped talking.

after conversing for atleast five minutes, mikky got a message from frenkie saying he was waiting in the car. y/n knew that was her queue to leave so she looked down at where santiago still held onto her hand, and looked back up at her friend.

when mikky insisted that the two come with her, to greet frenkie, maybe if some of the other players were there too she could meet them again. y/n refused, knowing how awkward it would be. maybe not for santiago, since some of pedris teammates already loved him, he was practically their biggest fan.

but it would be awkward for her, especially since their breakup.

y/n told mikky that exact reason but she only shrugged it off as an excuse and insisted once again. the younger girl was about to refuse one last time when she felt her brother tug on her hand. she looked down and santi held a hopeful look on his face.

he wanted to meet them all again.

“por favor y/n. sólo esta vez.” (please, y/n, just this once) he held that expectant look in his eyes as he stared up at her. she couldn’t say no to him so she nodded and walked with mikky towards the private parking lot.

frenkie was stood by his car, talking with ferran and ansu. the two greeted them all with smiles and hugs. when ferran and ansu saw santiago, their own eyes widened and they didn’t stop the little boy from shyly hugging them all.

after talking with frenkie and mikky for a bit, y/n bid them both goodbye before falling into conversation with ansu. ferran had also left, leaving santiago to patiently stand next to his sister as he calmly waited for pedri to come out. he recognised his car parked a few feet away from him and was hoping for him to come, knowing he would.

y/n was getting ready to end her conversation with ansu, knowing he must be tired too and wanting to go home. however, she felt her heart rate pick up when she heard santiago call out for his favourite player.

“¡pedriiii!”

she turned to see him running towards pedri, who stood with a surprised look on his face. stunned, he opened his arms and welcomed the little boy into them with a huge smile on his face.

pedri didn’t want to admit how much he’d missed santiago, as well as y/n. he thought of the two on a daily, wondering what they were doing, wondering what they could’ve been doing if the breakup had never happened, wondering what went wrong.

that year and a half was the most blessed of his life and he would do anything to go back and continue living his life like that.

pedri rubbed santiago’s back as he tightly wrapped his arms around his neck, resting his head on the player’s shoulder in content. santiago felt comfortable in his arms, happy, calm.

“hola, santi.” he said into his ear.

“te extrañé pedri.” (i missed you pedri) his voice sounded sad, as if he was on the verge of tears.

“yo también, hermanito.” (me too, little brother)

pedri looked up to see y/n stood watching the two. he had noticed ansu talking with her before, but now she stood alone, with a relieved smile on her pretty lips.

the oxygen seemed to have left his system as his gaze met hers and he felt as though she was thanking him with her eyes. thanking him for being such a huge figure in her brothers life, for bringing him so much happiness.

y/n’s heart was beating in her ears as she watched them interact. they shared small words to eachother while they walked towards her, her eyes taking in the big smile on pedris lips and the adoration in his eyes as he looked at the two of them.

a sibling type of adoration for santi, and a lovers type of adoration for y/n.

when he reached her, pedri shot her a smile and greeted her. his fingers clamped shut in his pocket, aching to reach forward and caress her cheek, rub his thumb under her eye as he usually did, push the fallen hair away from her face.

santiago watched as his two favourite people interacted with eachother again. it was like a movie he’d seen before, a long time ago. something he was so used to seeing everyday but still felt foreign to.

the love that radiated off of the pair months and months ago still lingered in the air, and santiago could feel it. he was so young but he clearly knew better than both of them and that was something he found amusing.

he watched, on the verge of a loud laugh, as they both shyly exchanged minimal words. pedri stared at her as if he’d never seen someone so beautiful, and y/n gazed at him with longing in her eyes.

when she lowly laughed at something pedri said, santi watched his sisters eyes sparkle. he’d never seen her look at someone like that before, so infatuated and in love.

“¡sigo aquí! ¡deja de coquetear!” (i’m still here! stop flirting!) they both turned to look at the kid, blush tinting both of their cheeks.

“lo siento, santi, deberíamos ir.” (sorry, santi, we should go now)

pedri instantly turned to her, “¿muy pronto?” (so soon?)

“si, se hace tarde pedro. deberiamos irnos.” (yeah, it is getting late, pedro. we should go.)

a sense of panic immediately set in his stomach. he’d finally met her again, talked to her again, had the opportunity to gaze at her again. he didn’t want to let it go so quickly.

“¿quieres que te deje en casa?” (do you want me to drop you off at home?)

she shook her head, “conduje hasta aquí.” (i drove here)

“vale.” (okay) he didn’t know what to say next. he was contemplating between still asking if they wanted to go for dinner, go for a drive, meet up tomorrow - anything for him to be able to see her again, talk to her again.

he’d missed doing that. hell, he longed for it.

however, it seems santiago had other plans as he stepped towards pedri with a cheeky smile on his face.

“quiero ir con pedri en su coche. por favor, y/n.” (i want to go with pedri in his car, please y/n) santi looked up at her with pleading eyes. pedri chuckled and tilted his head towards santi, silently encouraging y/n to agree.

she looked at her brother with raised brows, contemplating her decision. there wasn’t much to think about though, she trusted pedri fully.

she agreed with a nod of her head and a smile fell on her face when santiago cheered and ran over to pedris car, ready to get himself comfortable. pedri snickered at the little boys cheerful behaviour before turning back to y/n, his eyes falling once again on her gorgeous features.

tone hesitant yet calming, he asked if she wanted to join them. “pero mi coche está aquí.” (but my car is here) she reasoned.

he shook his head, “podemos volver a por ella después.” (we can come back for it after)

y/n’s heart rate zoomed to the next level at his sincere expression. she took in his handsome features, so sharp yet so smooth. she thought back to when she had the pleasure of staring at him for hours on end, touching and kissing his every feature, caressing his soft skin.

the pink tint to her cheeks darkened. she shook off the past thoughts and gave pedri a little nod. he grinned and led her to his car with a hand on the small of her back. he opened the door for her, a gesture he did every single time they went out and still clung onto.

after he shut her door, pedri giddily walked over to the drivers side. he couldn’t hold the big grin back as it stretched accross his lips, his heart beating with much more force, something that happened everytime y/n was around.

he had two of his most loved people in his life, ready to go for a drive to wherever they desired.

he’d been blessed one more time.

kiss me forever ~ pablo gavi

summary: gavi can’t get enough of his girlfriends kisses.

a soft chuckle left y/n’s mouth as she felt pablo connect his lips with hers for the tenth time in the last five minutes. he had been extremely clingy and loving today, just wanting to spend time with his girlfriend and shower her with his endless affection.

his arms tightened around her waist as he pulled her even closer, if that was even possible, to his own body. her legs were draped over his lap as his right hand went to her thigh, resting against her skin.

“pablo, no podemos besarnos para siempre.” (we can’t kiss each other forever) she breathily whispered against his lips when she pulled away again for some breath.

she felt him slightly whine under her lips before leaning forward, pecking them softly once again.

“si pudiera lo haría.” (if i could then i would)

his reply was vague as he was eager to kiss her again. pablo couldn’t deny he was extremely addicted to the taste and feel of her mouth against his own. her plump lips so soft, so sweet, so gentle. he couldn’t get enough.

he sighed in content and happiness, “te quiero mucho, mi niña preciosa.” (i love you so much, my beautiful girl)

“me encanta besarte.” (i love kissing you)

her hands slowly travelled from his shoulders to his neck, wrapping her arms around him to pull him closer. she gently played with his hair, knowing how much he loved when she did that.

when he tilted his head to deepen the kiss, she sighed into him and let him kiss her into euphoria. she could feel him everywhere, his warmth, his smell, his tenderness. his love caged her in his arms and she never wanted to leave.

hi babe, it’s my 18th birthday and i was wondering if u could write one for me.. where reader wakes up with gavi and it’s just altogether a beautiful, special morning

i love your writing, thanks a lot✨🫶🏼🩷

birthday mornings ~ pablo gavi

summary: a loving birthday morning spent with gavi.

this is for the beautiful anon who requested this! happy happy birthdayy! i hope you like this and have a great, fun day 🫶🏼

it is also my 18th birthday today so cheers to us 🥂🥳✨

the warm sun that was peaking through the curtains, splashing itself all around the room, wasn’t nearly as warm as the soft lips pressing against y/ns cheek. her eyes crinkled as she slowly woke up from her slumber.

they landed on her boyfriend, his smiley face so close to hers as he leaned up a little from his incessant pecking. the grin on his face practically reached his ears, and y/n felt one falling on her own lips from how contagious it was.

“hola.” pablos breath fanned across her face as he whispered his little greeting. his arms encased her in place and he reached forward to press a few more kisses to her blushing cheek.

“hola, querido.” (darling) a breathy giggle left her lips when she felt his mouth swiftly trail down her jaw.

“feliz cumpleaños mi amor.” (happy birthday, my love) his voice spoke into her neck. y/n wrapped her arms around his neck, her heart bursting at his affectionate mood this morning.

“gracias, bebé.” she pressed her own kiss against his neck before he sat up a little and that’s when her eyes landed on his clothes. he was fully dressed as if he had just came back from somewhere.

when gavi noticed her eyes wandering on his appearance, he turned around a little to pick up the little things he had placed on the floor. y/n slightly sat up in bed and when he turned back around, her eyes landed on a gorgeous bouquet of her favourite flowers.

y/ns heart burst with warmth and the smile that was already present on her lips widened a bit more, if that was even possible.

“pablo..” she took the huge bouquet from his hands and took in every inch of the ethereal packaging and perfectly shaped flowers.

“y…” he dragged out as he turned back around to pick up the bag and box from behind him. “aquí.” (andddd… here)

y/n could feel her eyes watering at all of this endearment. the way his eyes anxiously scanned her face for any sign of disappointment or disapproval made her heart bubble with a burning amount of devotion. he just wanted her to be happy.

she felt herself falling even more in love with him.

he held a little chanel gift bag in his hand and a box of her favourite pastries in the other. she knew that the bakery she loved was on the other side of barcelona and the fact that he drove all the way over there just for her made the tears prick against her eyelashes.

y/n didn’t grab any of the gifts but only reached forward and threw her arms around pablos neck. she heard him chuckle slightly and tighten his own arms around her body, pulling her closer to his own.

his lips landed on her shoulder and he kissed the tender skin softly. y/n could feel a few tears running down her cheek and she knew that this all shouldn’t have made her this emotional, but she couldn’t help it - not with how adorable and hopeful pablo was looking. she didn’t deserve him at all.

he held nothing but love in his eyes and heart for the girl in his arms. he would go miles for her without her even asking him to, only the desire to make her happy clouding his mind.

pablo kissed y/ns shoulder whilst pulling away and his fingers came up to her cheeks to wipe away the few deserted tears left on her skin. she was chuckling, trying to blink away any more tears from falling but she couldn’t help it. pablo wiped them away whilst laughing along with her.

he cupped her face, gently stroking his thumb against the heated flesh to bring her some comfort.

he reassured her that there were more little surprises to come and shrugged off all of her protests. defeated, she pulled him into bed with her, placing all of her little gifts onto the floor next to the bed.

pablo happily obliged, wanting to spend all the time he can with his birthday girl. he pulled her closer to himself and y/n looked up at him once more.

she thanked him once again, for the gifts, for all the love, for always treating her right, for always thinking of her, for never failing to make her laugh or smile, for driving all the way across the city which she will be scolding him for later.

and overall, for being her best friend in the whole world. her person.

right there, staring into his eyes and holding onto his cold hands, she knew she didn’t deserve his sweet self but was forever thankful that he was all hers to love and cherish.

this would definetely be a birthday to remember, one spent with no one but her lover.

more santiago and pedri pleasee? 🥹

maybe a movie night or a bday party or something ?

thanksss🫶🏼

movie nights ~ pedri

summary: santiago’s first movie night with his two favourite people.

more to this mini series can be found on my masterlist :))

when santiago suggested the idea of a movie night with pedri, y/n was skeptical. she knew how busy her boyfriends schedule was and she didn’t want to bother him. hell, even her own schedule was hectic, with classes, and extra classes on top of that, and going to the gym.

sometimes she couldn’t even work out a time where even her and pedri were free for a little date night. however, it just so happened that her little brother had worked out some time for her.

she didn’t even know how smart this little boy was until she was explaining her whole day to him and he was practically pulling free time out of nowhere. no matter what excuse she threw at him, he shook his head and found a way, which honestly was quite surprising for a kid who spent most of his day either kicking a ball around or playing on his ipad.

in the end, y/n reluctantly found that she couldn’t say no to his big eyes and adorable, hopeful smile. he held the remote to the tv in his hand, already comfy in his sweatpants and hoodie, so she agreed and called pedri over.

santiago was so happy. pedri had stayed over lots of times before, but majority of those times had been in his sisters bedroom doing whatever the hell grown-ups did. he was still relatively new to their relationship, albeit very comfortable with it, he felt a different sort of connection with pedri.

he was like an older brother to him and he wanted to spend as much time with him as he could.

santiago opened up the movie he’d been wanting to watch as he waited. he had also grabbed the biggest blanket in the house and set it down on the couch, already comfortably sitting between it.

it wasn’t long till pedri got there, and the little boy greeted him with the biggest hug and most excited smile ever. pedri couldn’t hold back his own smile due to how contagious the younger ones was.

overtime, pedri had come to realise the little soft spot he had for santiago.

he thought of him as a younger brother, even though he had only known him for a few months so far. he loved his passion for football, just like him, how excited he got at any opportunity to play or talk about or watch football. he also loved the immense respect he held for his family. being the youngest in the family also, pedri adored how well-mannered and respectful the little boy was.

“pedri!!! im so excited you came!” santiago pulled away from the hug and looked up at him with a grin.

“how could i say no to you, hm?” pedri pinched his cheek. he took his shoes off and allowed santiago to pull him into the living room where the lights had been dimmed and the couch had been fluffled to the brim with pillows and one large blanket.

“wow, you did all this, santi?”

the boy gave a proud grin in return and jumped down in the middle of the couch. he patted the space next to him and pedri happily took the seat.

his arm landed around the back of the couch whilst santiago grabbed the remote. instantly, pedris eyebrows slightly furrowed at the empty seat next to santi, starting to wonder where his girlfriend was.

“dónde está y/n?” (where is y/n?)

“aquí.” (here.) y/n walked into the living room with some snacks in her hand and a big bowl of popcorn in the other. she shot pedri a warm smile, one which he immediately reciprocated at the sight of her.

she placed the stuff down on the coffee table infront of them before leaning forward to plant a kiss on pedris lips. the older boy hummed into the peck, lips chasing hers as soon as she pulled away. y/n gave him a little look as if to say later, before turning to santi and running a hand over his hair.

“santi, you picked the movie?”

he nodded in response.

“you didn’t bring the drinks, did you?”

he shook his head, looking back up at his big sister with an innocent pout on his lips. “lo siento, y/n. i forgot.”

y/n ruffled his hair playfully, “it’s okay. i’ll bring them. you start the movie.”

santiago only faced forward again. he didn’t want to start it yet and therefore waited until his sister was back with the drinks and comfortably settled in next to him, before pressing play.

•••

it was about half an hour into the movie and pedri couldn’t help the hand that started wandering towards his girlfriend over the back of the couch.

she was sat so close yet so far, santiago being between the two, and his hands just itched to touch any part of her warm skin. he practically couldn’t sit still.

his fingers reached her shoulder and he started playing with the strap of her top. it was an unconscious act, something he didn’t pay any mind to as his fingers fiddled with the string. y/n couldn’t help the hot blush that started flooding her cheeks at his little action.

normally she wouldn’t mind when he started toying with any part of her clothes or hair, but the fact that, even whilst her little brother was sat between them, he still had to be touching some part of her, made her heart flutter.

y/n didn’t stop her hand when it reached up to his hand on her shoulder, before she could even think about it. her index finger made contact with his and she slowly let her fingers intertwine with his own.

pedri let her. both their eyes stayed focused on the tv infront of them, yet their hands rested interlocked on y/n’s shoulder, pedri brushing his thumb in little circles over her skin. santiago had also cuddled up to pedri, loving the warmth that surrounded him between two of his favourite people.

pedri had smiled at him, looking down at him with such adoration in his eyes as his other hand rested on his little body.

santi couldn’t deny he was loving every second of this; the atmosphere, the warmth, the love. he didn’t want it to end. he’d finally gotten his way and he knew he would definetely be having many more movie nights in the future.

GIRL WE NEED A HOW GAVI WOULD BE AS A DAD ASAPP!!💗💗

PABLO GAVI AS A FATHER WOULD INCLUDE

this is so cute and fluffy I can't

At first, everything was difficult

As soon as you found out about the pregnancy, you didn't know what to do

The thought of telling Gavi about it made you feel sick

Once you talked about whether you wanted to have a child, it was at the beginning of your relationship and Gavi concluded he didn't want to have children yet and didn't know if he wanted to have them in the future

Not to mention that you were both so young

You had just finished school, his soccer career was developing, as was yours

You didn't know how you should tell him about it

As soon as you took the tests, you quickly got rid of them from the house, so that he wouldn't accidentally find them in the trash

Your friend tried to persuade you to tell him, but to no avail

Every time you tried to strike up a conversation, his innocent look brought back a voice in your head that screamed that it would ruin his career

Two weeks passed until finally it was Pablo who asked what was going on

He came home after training, and when he saw you again immersed in your thoughts, he couldn't stand it

He asked politely if you had any problems you weren't telling him about, because he could see that you had been different for a while

Tears flowed into your eyes when you heard this

When you shook your head, he asked if maybe you just had a falling out of love or needed a break in the relationship

But then you told him the truth

For a moment he looked at you horrified, thinking he had misheard or you had confused your words

However, when he realized you were not joking, and that you were serious about all this, his mouth opened

He asked if you wanted to keep the baby and said he would support you with everything

When you said you wanted to give birth, he took you in his arms and kissed you

He also asked you not to keep such important information from him again

Pablo was really serious about your pregnancy

You told your family and closest friends, who were very supportive of you in all this and offered their help if you needed it

He went with you to all your follow-up appointments with the gynecologist and carefully observed the doctor during examinations

He looked as if he could lash out at him if he did something wrong

But every time tears came to his eyes when he saw your baby on USG

He read pages about what to eat during pregnancy and would buy it all buy the tons

When he read about beans are the healthiest, You ate bean dishes prepared by Gavi for a whole week

For the rest of your pregnancy and beyond, you couldn't look at beans

BUT IMAGINE YOUR FIRST TRIP TO THE BABY STORE

He would look like a baby in a chocolate factory

''How many cute clothes here''

''Y/N, do you prefer the one with bunnies or bears?

''Let's still buy the same one, but in a different color.''

I think he would buy anything the saleswoman offered him

He bought several types of breast pumps because ''I don't know which one will be better for us''

He tried to assemble the furniture for your baby's room himself

But in the end he called professionals in your absence to do it for him, when the crib he assembled literally fell apart

He wanted to be at the birth

But you asked him out when he got into a discussion with the medical staff because ''I read on the Internet...''

They invited him into the room when it was all over

He was happy like a small child and couldn't hold back a tear of happiness

His first words to the baby? ''Calm down, daddy is here''.

He really took the role of father seriously

When you could go out for walks with the baby, he went out with him every day

He fed it at night with milk that you pumped with a breast pump so you could sleep peacefully

He loved to take care of your baby

But imagine how your baby would start teething

''Y/N, what's wrong with him? Let's take him to the hospital.''' ''Pablo, it's just his teeth growing.'' ''What if it's something else? On the Internet, I read...'' , ''Pablo, come out or I'll throw his diaper at you.''

If you had a girl, he would call her ''my little princess,'' and if a boy ''my little superhero.''

When he heard the first word of your child, he would walk around all week amused

Even on the field and during training, he was calmer

This made Pedri laugh at him sometimes

But he didn't care about it at all

He had a picture of you and your child together set up on the lock screen

Your child would have everything he would look at

''Pablo, but he has a lot of similar toys.'', ''Yes, but he asked so nicely. I couldn't refuse.''

When your child started crawling, he squealed with happiness

But when it took its first steps, god

He acted like a teenager who saw her idol

I think Pablo as a father, would do everything to be the best

young and in love ~ pablo gavi

summary: just gavi and y/n being completely infatuated with eachother.

“¡mira a esos dos!” (look at those two) ansu snickered to pedri and jordi alba, pointing towards one of the lounge chairs near the pool. the three players turned to where he nodded and a cheeky smile instantly fell on each of their faces when their eyes landed on their youngest friends.

pablo and y/n sat so close together on the lounge chair that if they even moved a little, one of them would’ve fallen off. they looked to be deep in conversation, each of their sunglasses sat atop their heads as they maintained eye contact.

the heat of the sun blazed down in araújo’s backyard. he had invited the whole team over, and their girlfriends, for a big cookout slash pool day. the season had officially ended and they had nothing but endless ‘relaxing’ time on their hands, as araújo claimed it.

it’d been a few hours since everyone arrived. y/n and pablo, as soon as they came, decided to relax on one of the lounge chairs. they greeted everybody at first, had a drink, y/n talked with the other wags whilst pablo conversed with his own friends, they ate some of the snacks before huddling off together on the lounge chair by the pool to which they haven’t moved from in an hour.

only god knows what they were talking so intensely about, their little giggles being heard now and then. it was as if no one else even existed outside of their little bubble.

pablo had one of his arms around the top of the chair, his other arm comfortably laying around his girlfriends waist. y/n had one hand folded over his, the other playing with the small bracelet on his wrist.

pablo’s eyes never left his girlfriend. his big, brown orbs were almost glued to her as she comfortably conversed with him. he couldn’t care less if everyone else was looking at the two of them, he had his girl in his arms, looking as beautiful as ever in her white sundress and wavy hair.

every now and then he mumbled out a small reply to her words, letting her know he was listening but they both knew he wasn’t. he was too preoccupied gazing at his girl, his love. his cheeks were slightly flustered, mostly from his beating heart and not the blaring sun, but he did use it as an excuse though.

pedri laughed a little when he noticed how y/n playfully rolled her eyes at something pablo seemed to have said, his smile mirroring hers.

“¡ah, ser joven y estar enamorado!” (ah, to be young and in love!) jordi sighed out loud dramatically making ansu snicker.

“¡como si! no pudieran ni quitarse las manos de encima.” (as if! they can’t even keep their hands off eachother) ansu commented when he saw gavi reach one hand down, fingertips toying with the strap of her dress. jordi, with a last content smile in the young couples direction, walked off, giving ansu a pat on the back, as he left him with pedri.

pablo reached forward and planted a kiss on her cheek, quick and gentle. y/n smiled and turned to look at him, his eyes already on her. she started to lean in to press a kiss to his lips when they both heard pedris voice from the other side of the pool.

“¡oye! ¡dale un respiro, tortolito!” (oi! give it a break lovebirds!)

the young couple turned their heads to see pedri with a cheeky grin on his face with ansu stood beside him chuckling at their amused faces. y/n felt her cheeks immediately start to redden with the embarrassment of getting caught being a little touchy with her boyfriend.

however, it seemed pablo didn’t really care as his features were pulled into his usual frustrated expression and he shot a hand up and gestured for the two to, basically, get lost.

he looked back to her flustered face and leaned back in to resume what she was about to do. as soon as his soft lips touched hers, she heard the two twenty-year olds laughter start to recede, indicating they had walked off.

pablo pulled back after a few seconds, face still hovering over her as his eyes searched hers. they both looked at each other with such raw intensity and love, it looked admirable to anyone who walked past.

pablo asked if she wanted anything to eat, to which she nodded and signalled for him to get up. one he was off the chair, he held out his hand for her to take, fingers gently encasing with hers as he led her over to where everybody else was situated.

the two couldn’t hold back the bright blush that rushed onto their cheeks at the teasing comments they all made about the ‘two lovebirds that finally made it out of their little cage.’ pablos grip on her hand tightened and his heart began beating louder in his chest when she squeezed back.