Hi!! Can You Do Pedri Nsfw Alphabet??

hi!! can you do pedri nsfw alphabet??🙏🙏

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

• Pedri would be amazing at aftercare, whether it was a long session or a quickie aftercare was always a must. He'd make sure you are OK after your orgasms, lightly stroking your sides, whispering praises into your ear. Then he'd definitely run a bath and change the bedsheets, preparing the room for a movie night.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

• Pedri is for sure, 100%, a boob guy. He just loves them; whether he's just giving light, teasing kisses when you make out, or fully latching onto them whilst you're riding him, he loves to tease you in that way.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically…)

• he loves to cum in you, if you allow it, just likes the sensation of filling you up and then watch his cum drip out of you whilst your body shakes from the mindblowing orgasm he just gave you.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

• he loves it when you take control, maybe after a rough match. He just wants to relax and feel accomplished so you make sure to give him praise, whilst riding him since he is too tired, telling him how good he feels inside of you, something that just sends him to an overdrive.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

• he definitely has at least some expertise in the matter, but the two of you always make sure to communicate with each other what feels good and what doesn't.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying.)

• he likes both doggy and missionary. Pedri is defo a sucker for some passionate sex, watching your face whilst he buries his cock deep inside of you, your legs wrapped tightly around his waist, if not resting on his shoulders.

On other days, he'd definitely enjoy doggy style, grabbing your hair and pulling your flushed body against him, whilst you try to hold on to the headboard. Maybe a cheeky smack on the ass as well;)

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

• I feel like he'd be serious in the situation; he doesn't want to make any mistakes, his only purpose being to give you pleasure. He'd always have his eyes on you, making sure you're enjoying yourself, loving the efect that he has on you.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

• I don't think he's like BALD down there, but he definitely tames the jungle, just for himself and the aesthetic purposes, I guess 🤷🏻‍♀️

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

• he is definitely very romantic, always whispering words of praise on how well you're taking him, etc. Defo a kissing guy. If you're in a missionary, his lips are constantly on yours or on your neck, marking you as his.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

• does it pretty often, especially if he's away playing matches and you're not with him. He does it often then, watching the pictures that you sent him prior or calling you on facetime, needing you to help out, even if you're not there

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

• defo likes to have sex in risky places where you could get caught any time. Maybe in the changing rooms after a training session when he just can't keep his hands off you, after seeing one of his teammates eyeing you up. He'd show them who exactly you belong to after exiting with marks covering your neck and a slight limp;)

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

• his bedroom. Or if not that, then the backseat of his green mini😭. The thought of you riding him in his first car just turns him on massively. He loves to have you anywhere, the location never being the problem. He'll always find a way to have a cheeky fuck;)

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

• anything really. Seeing you in the new lingerie that he bought you as a gift will defo get him going. Safe to say, it won't be staying on you for much longer, his hungry eyes already eyeing you, ready to get down to business.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

• share. No threesomes for you because the man is stingy as hell. The thought of someone else enjoying you in the same way just drives him insane. He wants to keep you to himself and to himself only. He will make that you never need another person in bed, fucking into you hard and deep, showing you he's the only one who can make you feel this way.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

• he likes to give and receive, but giving head to you just turns him on to the max. He loves to have you perched on the edge of the bed, your legs resting on his shoulders, as his skilled tongue eats you out. Defo loves it when you grab his hair as well, pulling him closer where you need him the most, making him smirk against you.

Also loves to receive head from you, seeing you on your knees looking up at him whilst you swirl your tongue around his tip. He wouldn't be rough; he'd let you set your own pace, the sight of you blowing him always making cum quicker.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

• It defo depends on the mood that you two are in. If he's just come home after a frustrating match, he'd be rough, taking out all his anger. If not, he would be more sensual and passionate, taking his time with you, putting your pleasure before his own.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

• loves a quickie. During the times when he plays back to back matches, he'd definitely take you along with him, the two of you sneaking around, trying to find a place to have a quickie. Almost always ending up caught by one of his teammates or Xavi himself, them wondering where he is, minutes before a game.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

• he'd definitely like to try out new stuff to keep it exciting for the two of you but also likes to keep it simple, just knowing that he can send you into an overdrive with mere touches, knowing what effect he has on you.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

• the guy is a footballer, his stamina may as well be reaching the fucking sky. He can last quite long, usually able to go for 2 - 3 rounds, you already fucked out but him only coming for the first time.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

• probably doesn't own them, but likes to experiment on you with yours. He defo wants to see what you do when he's not there, knowing that a toy will never satisfy you as much as he can.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

• loves to tease but doesn't like to be teased. When the two of you are out, maybe at a party, his lips always stay near your neck, hands wandering everywhere, his stare making it clear to other men that you're taken. However, if you ever try to tease him, grinding on him in public, or discreetly touching him over his trousers, best believe he'll be taking you home, fucking the courage out of you.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

•not loud but not silent either. He'd defo be vocal, your pussy just being to good to stay quiet, grunting when he thrusts into you or whimpering when you blow him off.

W = Wild Card (i have no fucking idea what this means )

• question mark coz miss gurl has no idea what to write here

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

• average size and girthy. Just the right size to fill you up completely, constantly hitting your g spot when he thrusts inside of you. The girth adding the extra stretch, spreading you out for him.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

• high. He could have sex any time, anywhere if he could. Almost always horny for you, pressing his bulge against you, rutting his hips, and his lips against your neck on the sweet spot under your ear.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

• depends. He stays up as long as you're up, always checking if you need anything after sex, e.g, water, more food, etc. When you're satisfied and dozing off to sleep, he waits until you're fully asleep before letting himself relax into your embrace, his arm around you the whole time.

A/N: Thank you for requesting anon, I hope this is alright and enjoy x💗

number 30 (pt. 2) ~ pablo gavi

pt. 1

summary: pablo sees y/n again and doesn’t let the opportunity slip.

the first thing pablo did when he got home that night is search her up on instagram. clearly he knew that he wouldn’t really find anything with just her first name, but still he typed it into the search engine and saw as a range of accounts popped up.

he scrolled, looking at each profile picture to see if he could find any resemblance of her. he was browsing for atleast a minute when his eyes widened, landing on a profile picture that looked exactly like her.

he clicked on it and his excitement dissipated when he saw that her account was private. however, she did follow him and the “follow back” button was tempting him. she didn’t have many followers and no one he knew followed her. as his finger hovered over the button, he thought twice.

it would be completely unexpected if he just randomly requested to follow her. she probably didn’t even know that he remembered her name, or even noticed it, seeming a little stalker-ish that he went home to specifically find her instagram and request it.

so he swiped off of the app with a sigh, opting to waste some of his time on tiktok instead.

•••

“¡aquí están nuestros asientos!” (here are our seats!) y/n’s little sister stated as they finally stopped walking. y/n turned to look back up at the many, many rows of seats and her brows furrowed when she turned back to see her sister already getting comfy in her chair.

“¿cómo conseguiste estos asientos?” (how did you manage to get these seats?) y/n asked, sitting down. they were so close to the front of the pitch, practically front-row seats. they could see all the players’ benches, the managers, everything so much more clearly.

her sister shrugged, “papá me quiere más.” (dad loves me more)

y/n rolled her eyes. “muy divertido. estoy siendo serio.” (very funny. i’m being serious)

“yo también.” (me too)

y/n left it at that as she turned back to the front when the players started walking out. the stadium erupted with cheers and screams, her sisters probably being the most loudest one there - sometimes she loved how vocal she was about her love for the football club.

they’ve both had a passion for football when they were younger, both growing up loving barça, their home club. it was their uncle who first got them into football. he loved taking his two favourite neices to all the matches he visited, buying them little custom made jerseys and scarves to match their love for the club.

as they all grew older, it was more y/n and her sister who took their uncle to the matches. a few years ago, when he died due to cancer, the two were most devastated. none of their other family members loved football as much as him, no one else wanted to love it for them, no one else would’ve been able to replace him.

the two went to every single barça match after that, knowing how happy it would’ve made their uncle to see they still had that pride and happiness for their club.

although they usually sat on one of the top rows, y/n did not know what possessed her father to pay extra money, on behalf of her little sisters pleads, to sit right at the front today. she didn’t question it though, the view was amazing.

the bright colours of red and blue illuminated the whole stadium and y/n smoothed out her own blaugrana jersey as she cheered along with the rest of the camp. the jersey she wore held a special moment in her life, small but meaningful, as she remembered how her favourite player had interacted with her on the day of the champions parade.

it was only a week ago but she couldn’t stop thinking about it after that, her heart rate quickening every time she thought about it. the way he had stared up at her, asked her what number was on her back, cheered and smiled when he saw his own, held eye contact with her until he literally couldn’t anymore.

she was delusional. it was completely meaningless from his side, just a star player interacting with a fan. however, it meant so much more to her - even her sister couldn’t stop talking about it for a few hours after.

it was now halfway through the match when majority of the stadium erupted with protests as they all watched gavi fall to the floor. the referee came over and y/n was at the edge of her seat as she saw the players arguing on the pitch. it was a clear red card for the other team but it was gavi who recieved a yellow card.

he was injured, held up by one of the medical staff as they tried to get him off the pitch. pablos breaths were heavy, his jersey sticking to his skin with sweat and he felt pissed and upset. his foot was in complete pain and he’d just recieved a yellow card when it wasn’t even his fault.

he slightly lifted his head, eyes scanning the benches as he limped away from his teammates with the help of the staff member.

that’s when his eyes landed on her.

y/n. the girl from the balcony. the girl with the number 30 on her back. the girl who he could not stop thinking about. she was here and she was sat right in the front row with the same screaming girl from the balcony, who pablo assumed was her sister.

she was wearing the blaugrana jersey again and pablo hoped it was the same one from that day, the big number 30 boosting his pride.

he could immediately feel the heat coating his cheeks as his eyes tugged on hers for a second longer than he should’ve looked. she was talking with her sister before she turned back to the pitch and her eyes instantly landed on his, as if she knew he was staring at her.

pablo could see the concerned look on her face, probably due to his injury, and he tried to straighten up. show her its nothing. tell her he’s alright and it’s nothing major. along with her slightly furrowed brows, he could see the light tint of blush on her cheeks as she held eye contact.

his heart was now practically screaming in his ears, telling his fogged brain to just go over and talk to her. forget the fact that there’s a game on. forget his injury. forget how all the people around her will start swarming at him the moment he walks over there.

shaking those thoughts off, he looked back towards the tunnel and let the medical staff take him to check out his injury. he’d seen her again and he didn’t want to let that opportunity slip. he’d have to find another way to talk to her.

y/n knew that he remembered that moment the instant he held eye contact with her as he was taken off the pitch. he probably just recognised her, but that was enough for her sour mood from his injury to lighten slightly as the game resumed without him.

she just hoped today would be the day she’d finally get to talk to him.

•••

the game had ended and barcelona had lost. it was clear how defeated the fans felt as they started making their way out of camp nou. y/n and her sister started making their own way out once everyone in their section had already left. it was too crowded and they’d both rather make their way to y/n’s car whilst not having to worry about being squished between bodies.

whilst walking out, y/n tugged on her little sisters sleeve.

“aquí.” (here) she held out her car keys to her. “espera en el coche. necesito ir al baño..” (wait in the car. i need to use the bathroom.)

her sister nodded and walked off towards the exit. y/n turned and started making her way towards the bathrooms. she could still hear the chatter of fans all around her, some disappointing talks, some accepting talks. of course, she was a little upset about the loss herself but she’d grown to realise that they couldn’t win everytime.

it just wasn’t their day today. there is always a next time.

her mind also could not leave gavi’s injury. he’d returned around five minutes after leaving, looking perfectly fine. he didn’t have any sort of cast on, but he wasn’t put back on the pitch, so she’d only hoped he was okay.

a few moments of fixing her hair and her jersey, she walked back out. it was getting much later in the evening and she’d had to get home. however, after seeing the large crowds still walking throughout the camp, she decided to just go another way. there were multiple exits towards the parking lot, she could take any.

turning a corner, it was quick and unnoticed as she bumped into someone. “ay, mierda.” (oh shit) she said as she stumbled a little from the impact.

gavi felt himself stumble a little before taking a step forward and catching himself and the person he bumped into. when he looked towards them, he instantly felt his eyes slightly widen and a light blush fall onto his cheeks.

“lo siento.” (i’m sorry) he said towards her.

there was no way he was actually standing infront of y/n right now. he couldn’t believe it, it was as if he’d been given another chance.

“lo siento. no miraba por donde iba.” (i’m sorry. i wasn’t watching where i was going) y/n felt her heart rate starting to pick up as she realised pablo gavi actually had his hand on her arm.

“esta bien.” (it’s okay) he shrugged it off, awkwardly taking his hand off her arm as he gave her a warm smile, trying to contain his grin as she blushed and gave him a shy smile back.

“lo siento por tu lesión. se veía mal.” (im sorry about your injury. it looked bad) she stated, straightening up and attempting to mask her stutter.

“esta bien. lo revisaron y dijeron que no era nada importante.” (it’s alright. they checked it and said it was nothing major) pablo replied. his brown eyes took in her features. she was so much more beautiful up close. he could see every single feature so much more vividly, her long eyelashes coated with a little mascara, her perfect nose, her rosy lips painted in the perfect tint of light pink lipgloss.

he had to physically hold himself back from reaching forward and moving the hair away from her cheek.

“eres la chica del balcon? número treinta, no?” (you’re the girl from the balcony? number 30, no?) of course he knew who she was but he had to say something. something to let her know that he remembered her.

when she chuckled, he swore he just fell into heaven. “no pensé que te acordarías.” (i didn’t think you would remember)

“¿cómo podría olvidar a alguien tan hermosa?” (how could i forget someone so beautiful?) there. he had said it. he’d finally muttered those words to her, his exact thoughts, as his heartbeat vividly rang in his ears. he felt his palms starting to sweat.

y/n didn’t even know if she was still breathing. there was no way he had just said that to her, she wouldn’t believe it. that bump had to have knocked her out because she felt like she was dreaming.

the pablo gavi just called her beautiful, and he remembered her from the parade. she wanted to cry.

“oh gracias. en realidad soy un gran fan tuyo.” (oh thank you. i’m actually a really big fan of you.)

“realmente? tu hermana se veía más feliz el otro día.” (really? your sister looked more happy the other day.) pablo joked, earning a small laugh from y/n and he probably just died and came back to life. even her laugh was so angelic.

“mi hermana es un poco ruidosa. le gusta mucho barcelona.” (my sister does get a bit loud. she loves barcelona with her whole heart)

“puedo decir.” (i can tell) he chuckled.

his eyes never left hers, her smile, her lips. y/n smiled back and slightly nodded before glancing down. she couldn’t hold his intense eye contact. she knew that if she did, she’d immediately melt.

pablo hesitated a little, his thoughts running all over the place as he stared at her a little longer. should he just ask her for her number? would she find it weird? would she just give it to him out of excitement? would she even want to actually talk to him after this?

there was no knowing when he’d see her again, especially this close with no interruptions. so with a heavy heart, he spoke up. “si no te importa, ¿me das tu número?” (if you don’t mind, can i have your number?)

y/n instantly looked up as if she’d heard him wrong. was pablo gavi asking for her number? as in her phone number? he wanted to text her? contact her later? did he even know her name? she tried to act nonchalant about it but couldn’t hide the shy yet giddy smile that took over her shocked expression.

“sí.” he held out his phone and she carefully took it. pablo watched as she typed her number in. he took the opportunity to take in her features once more. her bottom lip slightly tugged under her teeth as her eyes focused onto his phone. he’d finally done it. he’d gotten her number. she hesitantly passed him his phone back and gave him another shy grin.

“gracias.”

she nodded in return. “tengo que ir. mi hermana está esperando.” (i need to go. my sister is waiting.)

pablo nodded in response and let her walk off, bidding her a short goodbye. his eyes never left her figure as she retreated back down the hallway she came from, his heart beating louder at every step she took away from him.

y/n couldn’t contain the excited smile on her face, the bright blush on her flustered face and the harsh banging of her heart against her ribcage.

she didn’t know how she’d be able to explain all this to her sister.

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.

mi media naranja ~ p. gavi

synopsis: the private but not secret relationship of a guy and a girl <3

warnings: my spanish 😭 im not quite fluent so beware of errors!

notes: first off, most of the pictures i used are not my own! credits to their owners. second, the accounts pedroplays and pabs.gavs are their private instas, just wanted to clear up any potential confusion

insta au!

user.yn

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user.yn recientemente ☼ (recently)

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hey.its.bff gorgeous gorgeous girl ↳ user.yn @/hey.its.bff you should visit sometime

sister.name miss you lots ↳ user.yn @/sister.name i miss you more

pedroplays alguien no puede callarse pq estás aquí (someone can’t shut up about you being here) ↳ user.yn @/pedroplays hmmm quien podría ser... (hmmmm who could it be…) ↳ pabs.gavs @/user.yn obviamente es lamine (obviously it’s lamine)

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user.yn alguien me sugirió que viniera a un partido, supongo que estuvo bueno ◡̈ (someone suggested that i come to a game, i guess it was fine)

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hey.its.bff best weekend w the best girl <3 ↳ user.yn @/hey.its.bff so glad you came, ily

pabs.gavs sólo bueno? :( (just fine?) ↳ user.yn @/pabs.gavs marca un gol la próxima vez y veremos si mi opinión cambia (score a goal next time and we’ll see if my opinion changes)

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culersporpablito gavi y una mujer besándose en la calle cerca de las ramblas, foto por un culer (gavi and a woman kissing in the street near las ramblas, photo by a culer)

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user823 ¿¿él tiene novia?? ¿quién es? (he has a girlfriend?? who is it?) ↳ user756 no sabemos, pero ellos han estado juntos desde sus días en la masia (we don’t know, but they’ve been together since his days in la masia)

user089 que afortunada, cómo convertirse en ella 😭 (how lucky, how to become her 😭)

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pedri goleadorrr (goal scorer)

frenkiedejong bon día 💙❤️ (good day)

marcguiu9 😍😍

user.yn que impresionante bebe (impressive babe)

pabs.gavs

jaja eres tan graciosa cariño 😐 (haha you're so funny darling)

deja de coquetear con mi compañero. (stop flirting with my teammate.)

y si no? qué pasaría?(and if not? what would happen?)

para. (stop.)

eres lindo cuando estás celoso (you're cute when you're jealous)

cállate mujer (shut up woman)

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pablogavi ¡otra gran victoria por tres puntos! força barça! (another great victory for three points!)

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pedri vamos hermanito 🔥 (let's go bro)

_ferminlopez sigue hermano 👏 (keep it up bro)

user.yn mi favorito 🫶 (my favorite) gustado por pabs.gavs

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pabs.gavs contigo para siempre amor (with you forever love)

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user.yn ayeee quién es la chica? es muy guapa 🤩 (who's that girl? she's gorgeous)

user.yn mi media naranja 🍊🫶 (my soulmate)

pedroplays que asco 🤢 (how gross) ↳ user.yn @/pedroplays pablito todavía te quiere, no te pongas tan celoso (pablo still loves you, don't be too jealous)

haircut ~ pablo gavi

summary: gavi gets a surprise new haircut.

for @zowanew and her obsession with buzzcuts and gavi 🤭🥰

"me, personally, i like it." y/n stated whilst her hands ran over her boyfriends freshly shaven hair, still slightly in shock at the new look. he looked extremely handsome, she had to admit. more manly, more confident. it was a small joke that the two had pulled just last week, but she had never expected him to actually cut his hair.

"remember that picture your mother was showing us last week when we were at her house?" y/n asked pablo as the two lounged on the couch.

pablos lips tipped up and a hint of a grimace lurked on his expression. "the one where i barely have any hair and look disgustingly sweaty?"

a loud laugh escaped her lips at his remark and pablo smiled in return too, loving the sound of her gorgeous laugh he emitted from her. "you had hair! it was just so short and you looked adorable, not disgusting."

"i did, she took it after a game!"

"stop it pablo, you were small, you looked so precious, amor." she chuckled and pablo scoffed, throwing his head back on the couch.

"did you really like it that much?" he asked, his arm encircling her body and pulling her closer to himself. y/n cuddled up to her boyfriend as her legs came to rest on his lap, his hoodie that she wore made her feel even more warm and comfortable.

"yes, i liked it. it was cute, querido." she gave him a little smile. pablos brown eyes roamed his girls face, running over her features that he loved so much. he leaned forward, wanting to steal a kiss from her to which she returned with the same amount of love.

"okay, i'll keep that in mind." he murmured, moving his lips from her mouth to her cheek, pressing another kiss there.

"what do you mean by that?"

"so this is what you meant by that." y/n started laughing as she instantly remembered the little interaction they both had last week regarding his hair.

pablo couldn't stop smiling, couldn't stop the small giggles coming from him as he kept staring at his girlfriends baffled expression. the way she had dropped everything she was doing when he walked in without his fluffly hair made him laugh, and he liked the fact that she wasn't too bothered by it.

"you said you liked the short hair." his hand came to rest on her leg that was thrown over his lap.

"yes, but i didn't think you'd actually cut it all off!" y/n chuckled. her hands couldn't stop running over the gruffness of his hair. she couldn't deny he looked good with and without his fluffy hair - he looked good all the time though.

"well it's too late." he smiled, eyes pausing on her expression mirroring his own.

"i love it even more than that photo." she reached forward and placed a kiss to his cheek, pecking the soft skin a few times whilst trying to hold her grin in.

y/n showered him in all her love, wanting him to know that she didn't care about his looks but rather about how much she loved him. she wanted him to disregard any feelings of self-consciousness that grew within him even the slightest bit. she knew he had a habit of doing that.

"you look so handsome, mi amor. i love it and i love you."

hii, can you maybe do a gavi headcannon him as a boyfriends pls?, love your work btw!!

BOYFRIEND MATERIAL - Pablo Gavi

When Gavi is in love, he becomes the sweetest person in the world;

How you feel about him and your general well-being is very important to him. He is happy when you are happy and sad when he sees sadness on your face;

He is very caring, so he will try to heal all your wounds;

He loves to spend time with you!!! He will probably want to spend every free moment with you. He may also invite you to some trainings to see them [he usually shows off then]. The very fact that you are close to each other means a lot to him;

Your dates usually take place at the home of one of you. Gavi is young and all his female fans are crazy about him, so he guesses what they might do if they found out he has a girlfriend. He tries to protect you from the public at all costs;

That's why - probably, if the paparazzi find out about you by accident, he will apologize to you and won't want to forgive himself;

He will immediately follow this up with a request to fans not to interfere in his private life;

If you get any kind of hate on your Instagram, he will reply to it from his account:

He has a picture of you together by his bed. It's framed and stands on his bedside table. It's a photo from Gavi's family party, where you're standing by the photo wall and there are cowboy hats on your heads;

He loves to take pictures with you! Especially in photo booths. If he sees one, he will beg you to enter it until you agree;

Later, he collects the photos from the photobooth in his special box;

Whenever you are away from each other, he sends you an update of what he is doing. He tells you about what he saw, what fascinated him and what upset him. He also often sends you pictures - of himself or his surroundings;

Pablo's love language is small charming gestures, like walking you to the door to make sure you get home safely, or tying your shoelaces if any come untied

Gavi loves to give you little gifts. He's a big fan of giving mascots, so be ready to have lots of them;

He will expect you to show up at his game. Or that you will watch it on TV. In doing so, he will always say that the thought of you cheering for him brings him happiness;

For Pablo, it is important that you wear his clothes. He loves to give you his sweatshirts and T-shirts because he says it marks you as his;

He will wear your bra strap or your hair elastic on his wrist because it reminds him of you;

In addition to photobooths, Pablo also loves to take pictures with his phone. He has a whole gallery in your photos together;

He has your photo of you together set up on the lock screen;

Your opinion is very important to him, so he will ask you anything related to him - from easy things like "should I buy these pants?" to more difficult ones like "what should I do in this situation?"

He often tells you that he loves you and tries to show you how much you mean to him;

He will want to actively participate in the interests you have! Therefore, you can show him anything, he will gladly learn everything for you;

He would also want you to get involved in his passions as well, and if you do, he will be overjoyed;

Most likely, if you told him you like a specific food, he would buy it for the next few weeks;

He always includes you in his vacation plans;

In fact, he includes you in all his plans;

He will send you songs that he associates with you or those whose lyrics show how he feels about you;

Receive phone calls from him. He is literally a drama queen and always starts suspecting the worst - like, you had an accident;

When he's away, be prepared to talk on the phone for hours on end;

He literally can't stand it when you are far away from each other;

But this is not surprising, because he loves you with all his heart