#fermin lopez x reader
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earned it • fermín
summary: when your sweet attitude comes to a lesson.. (based on this request!!)
word count: 2.3k!!
warnings: spanish sentences, slight angst, dom!fermín, unprotected sex, rough sex, marking, hair pulling, missionary, doggy style anddd aftercare.
note: NOT PROOFREAD guess who just woke up rn and went straight to uploading this…but um, sorry if it’s short or bad idk, plz i haven’t gotten some motivation 😞. but uh, hope u guys enjoy! 💗
You were currently fixing your skirt, slightly pulled up just a few inches almost up your ass. You checked fermín’s location as he was near your house. Your eyes widening as you quickly put mascara on your lashes. You ran downstairs, before the door knocked. ‘Wow that was quick’ you though, you fixed your shirt before opening the door. “I missed you!” You said, wrapping your arms around fermíns neck kissing him. He chuckled kissing back, cupping your ass cheeks. “Mira a la novia de fermín..” (look at fermín’s girlfreind..) joão said to gavi. Gavi chuckled before you had pulled away, you and joão making eye contact as he winked at you. You pecked fermíns neck, you went inside.
Gavi chuckling as he watched you go inside. You walked to the kitchen as you followed up by a small visit, none other than joão. You looked at him as he winked at you, you smiled slightly looking away. “So ur fermín’s girlfriend..” he said, you looked at him. “Huh? Oh yeah! Why?” You spoke, he chuckled. “Nothing, you’re just pretty that’s it.” He said, your brows furrowed. “Thank you..” you said, he smirked walking past you. You leaned against the counter, your ass sticking out as you watched fermín talk with pedri.
Little did you know, you were the center of attention in the move you just did.
Gavi, joão and balde were all glacing at you. Fermín looked at the three boys as he turned to look back to what they were looking at, he glared at the three boys. “En serio..” he mumbled, you smiled at the boys before you walked over to the pantry. Finding some lollipop, you opened it, the blueberry flavored wrapper making you giggle. You walked over to the trash, throwing the wrapper away. Gavis eyes widening at the sight of your ass, “Holy shi-“ ferran slapped him, “Que asco..ese es la novia de tu amigo tonto.” (How gross, that’s your friend’s girlfriend, dumbass.)
You wrapped your mouth around the blueberry sucker, gavi and joão never taking their eyes off you. And that’s what was pissing fermín off, he knew what they were up to. No matter how many times he looked at both boys, their eyes were glued to you. Particularly, they seemed to be eating you off just by gazing at you, especially your body. You were distracted sucking on the sucker, just listening to the conversation. “Wishing that lollipop was you huh, cabrón?” Pedri said to joão, fermín turned his head around quickly, he looked at you before you looked away. Fermín bit the inside of his cheek, as you looked at him. “Huh?” You said acting confused. Fermín chuckled dryly, “I think we have to go somewhere to go..” pedri said, joão furrowed his brows as well as gavi himself. “A q-“ ferran pinched gavis thigh, “yeah we do!” He smiled slightly, the boys all got up as you watched them. You waved at them bye before you stood up straight, walking away quickly.
After the boys left and said their greeting..
You were upstairs, brushing your hair on the vanity. You heard footsteps before the door closed and locked, “Que putas pensabas, que estabas haciendo y/n.” (What the fuck were you thinking of y/n.) He bit the inside of his cheek, you gulped looking at him through your mirror. “N-Nada..ni hice nada..” (Nothing, i didn’t do anything..) you said, mumbling the last part of your sentence. He chuckled again, “Bullshit.” He said, you turned around, “What is your problem!” You spoke standing up, walking to your closet that was next to where he was standing. “Your attitude today, that’s my fucking problem.” He said, you scoffed. “Explain my attitude then. Because all you’re doing is just making shit up! I literally didn’t do any—mmf!” You were pinned against the wall, you looked up at him.
“Don’t even.” He said, you looked away. He held your chin, making you look at him. “Want me to explain my problem? All of them fucking eating off you.” He said, you scoffed. “Cut the shit ou—mmh..” He cut you off, kissing you deeply. You kissed back, attempting to cup his cheek he slapped your hand off. “No me toques.” (Don’t touch me.) he said, you whined. He picked you up, squishing and slapping your ass harshly. He threw you on the bed, you looked at him. “I didn’t think of planning to do this to you tonight but, guess your attitude spoke for itself.” He said, you stammered trying to say something. “i-he!-“ he kissed you deeply, you kissed back. Your legs slightly expanding for him to lay onto you.
His finger’s lifting your shirt up as he looked down ay you, “no bra?” He spoke, you looked at him biting your lip. He bit your bottom lip, kissing you again. The kiss you both sharing being sloppy and messy, his boner aching through the fabric of the pants. He unbuttoned them, pulling them off. You took your shirt off, hands traveling down to your skirt, he took your hands into his. Pinning you down, “You’re leaving that on.” He said, you gulped. “O-Okay..” you mumbled, he pulled your panties down, minutes later he pulled his boxers down. You bit your lip, at the size. He pushed himself in with your distraction, you moaned as he began to thrust quickly into you. You yelped, arching your back as he pulled your skirt up, gripping onto your waist.
He grabbed your legs throwing them on his shoulder, you, the tip of his cock already brushing and kissing your cervix, you moaned loudly holding onto the bedsheets, not getting used to the pace you were moaning uncontrollably. “F-Fer! Please!” You whined, he lowered himself down. Resting his forehead on yours, ramming his hips back and forth. Your moans increasing as his cock kept ploughing deeper into you, reaching spots he’s never found out, your hands finding and fidgeting with anything nearby to grip on. He chuckled watching you, “Aww..” he chuckled, you cried out. Head burrying into your pillow, he gripped and fondled around with your boobs. A harsh smack onto your boobs causing you to yelp.
He gripped onto your waist, you looked at him then his finger looking at the mark he was leaving before he flipped you. Turning you on your stomach, he slammed himself in yet again without a warning, he began to thrust harshly into you. His dick hitting onto your g-spot causing you to moan uncontrollably right away, “W-Wait!” You said, as he tilted his head. “Shut up.” He slapped your ass, “mmf!” The noise coming out your throat after shoving your head into the pillow. You gripped onto the blanket, his free hand grasping onto your waist as his hips moved at a rapidly pace causing your noises to increase. The bedroom filled with your ass smacking against his pelvis, the groans from his mouth including his heavy breathing and none other than your loud moans. He pulled your skirt up now getting a better view of your ass, his hand smacking your ass as you cried out.
“Poniéndote esa falda enfrente de mis amigos, que pensabas.” (Putting that skirt on infront of my friends, what were you thinking.) He said, your muffled moans making your body feel sweaty and sticky. “Te estoy hablando.” (I’m talking to you.) His hand, came in contact with your hair, pulling you up. “You like this huh? Seeing me pissed makes you get off, doesn’t it?” He said, you moaned uncontrollably. “n-no! that’s no—“ He shoved your face back into your pillow, “Liar.” He spanked your ass, leaving a red mark as you cried out. “I-I swear!” You cried out, he lowered himself down to you. Laying on your back as he rammed his hips harder. Causing your moans you stutter, “Such a brat. Putting up a show.” He slapped your ass causing you to whimper. You tried to shake your head before he pulled your hair back onto him, “I-I wa-wasn’t..” you stuttered. He thrusted deeper into you, the head of his cock hitting near your cervix causing you to scream.
“Lying again arent you.” He said, you shook your head. “No!—“ he shoved your head again, you cried out again. Grabbing both your arms, as your chest was on the bed. His pace going ten times quicker than he was, you were moaning louder. Nonstop. Your screams echoing across the room, possibly echoing through the entire house. “O-Oh my god! P-Please don’t s-stop!” You moaned out, he squeezed and slapped your ass harshly. “You like this huh? Being fucked so hard you can’t even think fucking properly.” He tugged on your hair, you cried out. You were panting and sweating, you pulled your head up. Catching your breath, as you whimpered. A tear slipping out your eye from the pleasure mixed with pain.
“Contéstame. No era pa que te callaras con tus ruidos.” (Answer me. It wasn’t for you to shut up because of your noises.) He slapped your ass again, you cried out yet again. “Y-Yes! Y-You’re s-so..mmgh!—g-good!” You moaned out, you began to tighten around him. Eyes rolling back as your orgasm came closer. “Don’t think about it.” He said, you whined. “P-Please! I-I’m so close!” You cried out, “Ni te voy a dejar.” (I’m not letting you.) he said, you sobbed out a moan. “F-Fuck you..” you mumbled out in between, he stopped as You were breathing heavily.
You weren’t thinking. Your brain was all fucked into just wanting to cum and finish the night, the punishment making you tired. Your body felt sore, you hadn’t realize what slipped out of your mouth. The night didn’t stop the second you said those words.
He pulled out for a bit, lowering down to your ear. “Que dijiste.” (What did u say.) He said, you whimpered. “Fuck. Yu—ah! fermín!” You screamed out his name, his hips ramming ten times harder into your sweet spot, your eyes rolling back. “I-I’m sorry! Please, please!” You cried out, shaking your head. Moaning uncontrollably, gripping onto the sheets. He chuckled, spanking your red marked ass. He grasped tightly onto your hair, you gasped out for air. “After this night, you’ll stop wearing this filthy skirt. Understand?” He said, you tried to nod your head. “Y-Yes..” you choked out, head leaned back. He gripped onto your hips tighter, going at a rhythm causing your eyes to roll back again.
“Eres mia. No de mis amigos. No de nadie. Solo yo. Entendiste?” (You’re mine. Not my friends, not nobody else. Just me. Understand?) He said, your incoherent words slipping out, mumbling and moaning as he slapped your ass. “Contestame, mocosa.” (Answer me, brat.) he said, “S-Si! S-Soy t-tu..tuyo!” (Yes! I-I’m Yours!) You moaned out, “Wanna hear it louder, who do you belong to brat.” He said, thrusting quicker now. His orgasm catching up as both of you were in the same place.
His cock twitching inside you, feeling relieved that you wouldn’t have to continue on. “Y-You..” you whispered out in between your moans, he squeezed your ass. “Louder y/n.” He said, you cried out “You!” You moaned out, just seconds away from bursting out. “Let go, i’m behind you.” He rubbed on your clit, “F-Fermín!” You screamed out his name, moaning uncontrollably as you gushed around him. He grunted uncontrollably feeling you tighten, hoping he wouldn’t slip out from your tightening. He slightly pulled out, the tip of his cock still in you as he stroked his length, cumming inside of you with a loud moan. You breathed heavily, sniffling before you crawled off. He slightly whimpered, before he got off the bed.
You breathed heavily, chest rising up and down quickly. “W-Wait don’t l-leave! Please!” You cried, he turned around quickly as he held you. He sat on the bed, you rested your head on his chest, “Did i go too rough?” He spoke, you sniffled. “I-I’m sorry..for p-pissing you o-off..a-and then..” you choked on your words from small sobs, he wiped your tears. “I wasn’t going to leave..i’m not mad at you anymore..” he said, you kept crying. He caressed your back, you continued letting out sobs.
He pulled the skirt off you, holding you as he laid you down. The two of you laying down, he held you in his embrace. “Did i hurt you..?” He said, caressing your forehead. You shook your head, “no..my ass just hurts..i’m f-fine tho..really..” you smiled lazily, he kissed your forehead. “Y’sure?” He spoke, you nodded. “M-Mhm..it’s just like when you c-come home upset..and you know..we end up having this type of moment..” you spoke, he giggled. He sat up, you looked at him as he opened the small drawer from your nightstand, grabbing the makeup wipes.
He wiped off the mascara and the tears slipping out of your eyes, he did it on the other side of your eye. You looked at him, “You okay?” He said, you nodded your head. “I-I’m just sleepy..” you spoke, he turned off the lamp before he laid back down, covering the two of you in the blanket. He kissed your forehead, you rested your head back on his chest, your eyes slowly closing. “I love you no matter what y/n..” he said, you hummed. “I love you more..” you whispered, he smiled kissing your forehead again as the two of you fell asleep, snuggling into each others warmth.
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Hey, hope you’re good. For the Barcelona football player povs, could you maybe do one about the moment he realised he was in love with you, thanks :)
FALLING IN LOVE
—FC BARCELONA.
summary: How would boys react when they realize they are in love?
words: +1.5k
warnings: none. cute, soft.
song recommendation:
Pedri González.
You were probably one of his first loves. Maybe he once loved someone but not like he does you. He really wanted to take things slowly but after not being able to hide his feelings, he would accept that he is completely in love with you.
Although he still doesn't know whether to tell you, he trusts you and knows that you would never hurt him, but he will wait for you to tell him so as not to influence your decision.
But he is very in love and you will see how he begins to have different attitudes towards you, his hands look for yours all the time, his eyes do not stop looking at you, his voice changes when he talks to you.
Ferran Torres.
You just got out of a relationship and didn't think you could fall in love again so quickly. But Ferran will not hesitate to tell you that her feelings have changed and now he sees you differently.
He really loves you, like you are the right person for him, he likes you with all your strengths and weaknesses. The way you laugh, when you seek his warmth, when he embarrasses you at his compliments.
He really admires and is proud to be able to say that he loves you. Because for him you are an honest, loving and kind person. So how not to fall in love with you?
Joao Felix.
Like Ferran, Joao also just broke up from a somewhat complicated relationship and although he thought he would not fall in love again for a long time, you arrived to ruin his plans (in a good way).
It was inevitable for him to think that you were a great woman, with clear values, principles and objectives. A woman who knows she wants him and loves that.
Compared to his previous relationships, this time Joao feels that it is real. That you understand and complement each other, that you don't need to tell the world about yourself but that you love and support each other.
Pablo Gavi.
For Gavi, loving you is something new in his life. Maybe she has had the odd romance but none like yours. He is completely lost in you.
Like a youthful romance and one of those that will last a lifetime. Gavi admires you, supports you and loves you no matter what. Willing to learn from you and everything that loving you entails.
He's a gentleman, he likes to be affectionate with you, tell you cheesy things, take you to cute places. He will show you to the world, because he loves you and he wants everyone to know it.
Fermín Lopez.
You have known each other since you were little and how could you not fall in love with such a man? He is everything to you.
Fermín is the person that everyone wants by their side, affectionate, kind, careful and respectful. And he loves you unconditionally. He has loved you forever, since you used to play in the gardens of his house.
I always accepted his feelings for you and he was always direct because he knows what he wants and that's you. So he's an old romantic and will treat you like the queen you are.
Marc Guiu.
Maybe at first he tries to hide his feelings, we all know that he likes to seem like a tough man but deep down he is not.
He is completely in love with you and he won't be able to hide it for long. Because he loves it when you laugh, when you get close to him, when You are free and fun.
He likes it when you care about him and take care of him, it makes him want to love you more than he should. So he will confess and he won't let you go, he is determined to have you in his life and he knows that you want it too.
Héctor Fort.
You are the first girl he has liked since he can remember and it will be a little shy and embarrassing for Hector. He doesn't know how to tell you, act, or approach you.
He will probably feel a little insecure at first but he will gain confidence when you are the one who approaches him and shows him that you are also interested.
Everything will be like the first time with him, loving each other, understanding each other, taking care of each other, but it will be so magical because Héctor is simply in love with you in every way.
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Hi, I absolutely love your writing!
I wanted to ask if you could write a Fermín x reader where reader works at the club as one of the fitness trainers and Fermín has the biggest crush on her, and gets teased all the time by his teammates because he get’s completely flustered all the time she helps him with something. At the end he is tired of their teasing and finally asks her out, and he’s really shy toward her. Thank you ❤️
My first Fermín fic ever🥹✨🫶🏼 Hope you'll like this, please let me know, feedback is really important to me!
By Your Side -F.L32
Summary: You're his fitness trainer but he wants you to be something more
You were dreaming. You felt like you were even though you knew you weren't. Dreams do come true. You remember crying when you graduated with honors at School of Physical Activity and Sport Sciences, but you cried even more knowing that the FC Barcelona wanted you to do your internship with them after creating a customized training program.
Not only you got to met your favorite players, you got to work with them and be part of your favorite club, being someone important in the team and for them to take your words and opinions into consideration. To ask you questions, guides on how to be better, how to work out to avoid an injury...
However, being young and female, people- mostly men, liked to make fun of it. Why would a girl be doing in a men's world? Thank heavens, your club supported you and praised you for your hard work and mostly, the ones who were doing it were the players. You had to be constantly around them, making a diet, doing a program, training and everything...
So it wasn't hard for you to get along with them and mostly with the younger ones like Ferran, Pedri, Lamine, Marc G, Gavi, Alejandro and Fermín. You joked with them and had a running joke with each one, your banter only understandable by you guys.
On the other hand, crushing over one of the players? Now, that wasn't on your list but you couldn't help it, he's sweet and funny, shy and aggressive, soft outside the pitch and hard inside, he's very intelligent and hardworking, treating you right in and outside work.
You sighed watching his name in your list. Fermín López.
And a small smile broke into your face.
There was one thing everyone understood but you. Fermín's crush on you. He didn't meant it. You are pretty, yes. But once he got to know you his attraction for you went more than just looks. Every time he spent with you, he fell more for you. And everyone knew it. And often he got teased by it.
Whenever you passed by, stopped to talk or even when your name was mentioned in a conversation, the tables would turn and the teasing would get to him, making him shake his head at his friends and coworkers while hang his head low for no one to see the obvious blush that covered his cheeks.
"Pero pídele una cita, chaval" (Ask her out on a date, dude) Ferran said hitting Fermín's shoulder
"¿Podréis parar un poco?" (Can you stop for a little bit?) Fermín said looking at both, Ferran and Lamine
"Venga, Trujillo" (C'mon, Trujillo) Pedri appeared in his other side "You never know if she wants it, as well"
"She's just our fitness trainer tho. I wouldn't want her to end up in a mess just because I like her"
"You never know what can happen, Fer" Ferran said patting his back "The worst thing could be her ending up fired" All the looks went to Ferran "What?"
"Tiburón, mejor no hables" (Shark, it's better if you don't talk) Pedri said shaking his head at his best friend's antics
"Bueno... That's a posibility" Fermín said sighing
"I mean, it is. But it doesn't have to be like that"
"Sorry the interruption" You said "Pedri, you're doing it wrong" You smile "No wonder why you get easily injured" You joke shaking your head softly
"Hey, it's not my fault I'm fragile!" You stopped smiling giving him the right instructions
"Leg pulled out completely and chin up, go now" You said before turning to Fermín "Your back, señor" You said straightening your back to show him "Good!" You smile "Keep the work, guys"
"Gracias, Y/N/N" He said in a breath as you smile at him
They saw how you went up to Gündogan and Cancelo who were doing push-up's.
"Stop drooling" Lamine said as both, Ferran and Pedri laughed as Fermín wanted to stop what he was doing and hit the back of the youngest head
"Si queréis, la próxima lo gritas más fuerte" (If you want, next time you scream it louder) Fermín said
"I can do that" The youngest didn't catched on Fermin's sarcasm
"And if he can't, we for sure can" Raphinha said with Jules besides him
"No ustedes también, por favor" (Not you too guys, please) Fermín said putting his head on his hands
"What's going on?" Frenkie says drying his face with a towel
"Fermín's crush on Y/N"
"Right! Are you going to tell her?" Frenkie asks winning a groan from him and a round of laughter from the guys
"Can you at least keep it down, guys? By the end of the routine she'll know about it"
"Is it a good or a bad thing?" Robert, who now joined to conversation, asked. Fermín let out a sigh when he saw you walk out the training room
"A very bad one"
"Why?"
"Because she's our fitness trainer and she could get in trouble?"
"Everyone knows you're friends outside this place with her and no one is commenting a thing on it-"
"As they should" Fermín said nodding his head
"So I don't think they'll say something if you ask her out on a date" Robert shrugged his shoulders
"But what if-?"
"Stop with that, you never know what might happen if you never try it" Araújo says with a smile "Besides, she might as well like you"
"And then you'll be a happy couple" Marc Casadó said
"Happy ever after, isn't it?" Oriol joked making everyone laugh and Fermín blush
"Stop guys" He said standing up from the machine "I'll be going"
"You can do it!"
"Good luck, chaval!" Gündogan yelled being followed by everyone
Once Fermín was out the training room, he pushed his weight onto the door, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
He loved his co-workers, teammates and his friends to death but dear god-
"Hola Fermín"
"¡Puta madre!" (Fuck's sake!) Fermín yelled out startled and startling you as well
"Hostias, I know I don't look good in my work clothes but it's not like that"
"No! No. You look great! You look great, believe me. I just didn't expect it" You laugh lightly seeing him worried
"I was kinda joking, Trujillo. Calm down" He blushed smiling at the nickname while you laughed softly
"¿Qué?" (What?)
"You're blushing"
"I'm sweaty, that's why" You both laugh as he tries to calm himself down
"Sure, of course" You nod giggling
"Pero que tú tambien estás sonrojada" (But you're also blushing)
"It's hot today!"
"Such a liar you are!" You laugh sticking your tongue out
"But in all seriousness... are you feeling okay? I saw you coming out from the room and you looked anxious. Is everything okay?"
"Yes, everything is fine! I'm just overthinking some things" You nod
"I gotcha" You said crossing your arms over your chest "You wanna talk about it?"
Fermín looks at you and frowns "Don't cross your arms like that"
"Over my chest?" He nods "Why?"
"You instantly frown and your smile disappears. You're prettier while smiling" You blushed and smiled
"You're distracting me from your problem"
"That's my problem"
"I'm being serious"
He giggles "So am I" He says shrugging his shoulders
"Fermín"
"¿Qué?" He laughs
"I'm serious"
"I'm not having any problem, Y/N" He smiles "It was mainly just some things, the guys were saying"
"What did they say?"
"It was some teasing but it's a pretty serious thing for me and I get them but I don't think they get me"
"You can tell me, you know? I'm always here to help you"
"It's a complicated theme"
"I can understand"
"I'm okay, Y/N"
"C'mon, Fer. I know we're at work right now but we're friends. You can tell me anything"
Fermin sighs "It's really complicated"
"I have time" Fermín smiles shaking his head "Is it about football?" He shakes his head "College?" No again "Family?" No "A girl?" He doubts lightly before shaking his head "It's a girl"
"No"
"Don't lie, López" He smiles looking at the floor
"I like this girl, I have been crushing on her for the longest time possible but I'm afraid because of some things"
"What things?" You ask
"Her job first of all and what people can say about that"
"Is that just it?"
"I'm also afraid she doesn't like me back"
"How could anyone not like you, Fer? You're amazing. Come on, tell me more about this girl" You start walking
"Where are you going?"
"We're gonna have a talk, Fermín!"
"Wait...!"
He ran after you as you got to your office "Get ready, I want details"
Fermín looked at you as you were picking up some papers and making your office more presentable than it was already
Suddenly he felt his blood running through his whole body and remembered every teasing the guys made
"You need a tissue, man. You have drool on your chin", "Go ask her out", "Training with more passion are we now, huh Fer?"
"The girl" You hum letting him know to continue "The girl I'm talking about..." You lift your head to see him "It's you"
"You say what?"
"I like you" He said nodding "But I'm scared because you're our fitness trainer and I don't want to cause you any kind of problem. I don't want people to judge you nor your well deserved spot on this team and I have been into you ever since you came here 'cus you're gorgeous, sweet, smart, funny and many things that I wouldn't be able to describe with words" He shrugs his shoulders with a soft smile "But I don't know..." He said looking at the floor as you smiled
"Really?" He nods
"I'm sorry if-"
"That's a good thing to know then" you cut him off "'cus I like you too"
"Really?" His head lifts, his eyes shine and in his face was a smile
"Yes" You said blushing by the intensity of the eye contact held between the two of you
"That's amazing!" You both laugh "I'm sorry"
"It's fine, Fer. It's okay"
"Would you... Uhmm... I don't- I mean... Would you like to go with me on a date?" You smile nodding
"Sure" You smile "Is 7pm good for you?"
"Yes! Yes, of course! It works for me" He smiles and giggles. You smile back. "Do you want me to pick you up?" You nod
"That's perfect!"
"Perfect" He breathed out with a smile
"Great"
"Great" You laugh
"¡Fermín! ¡You're missing one repetition!"
"Not to kick you out but you should go" You said as he nods laughing
"I should"
"And go there jogging. You stopped excercising a while ago I wouldn't like for you to get a cramp"
"Yes, miss" He smiled getting out of your office.
You stayed there looking at your door. Damn, your cheeks hurt for smiling so much. But it was something he gets out of you easily. He makes you happy.
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Can request one where y/n is the sister of a f1 driver ( u can choose) and they find out she is dating either Fermin,pedri,or gavi because she appears at one of the games?!
found us out / Fermín López
Summary: Fermín x Sainz!girlfriend!singer!reader - Things don't blow over well with Carlo Sainz when you're caught dating a Barcelona player.
Warnings: censored cussing, a little bit of Spanish, reader being a singer isn't really important at all- i just made it a fact in order for things to tie in together and made more sense, mention of nausea, this ended up being pretty long
Requested?: Yes.
Author's Note: Boy, what a crossover! As I was reading this request I literally started giggling in excitement to write this because I knew how fun this would be. I think it's clear that this has to be the sister of Carlos, though. Always good when there's a little bit of drama.
You exhale, fiddling with your fingers under the table as you listen to your father and your brother discuss plans.
You wish that exhaling would release not only the carbon dioxide from your body, but also all the unnecessary stress building up in your chest.
The plans they're discussing are for a small party. Of course, it's a little party that you're expected to go to. It is an entire family event. Or so you've heard...
On the surface, having a family gathering surrounded around Real Madrid playing a literal fourth-tier team (Arandina) in the Copa del Rey sounds really lame. And secretly, you do think it's really lame. But the point is looking forward to watching them slaughter the underdogs. Which is fair enough.
Suddenly you interrupt: "Isn't El Derbi next week? Wouldn't that be better for a family get together?" You're sure they've already thought of that, but if there's any possible way you could get out of this, you'd love to find it.
"Haven't you been listening?" your father questions. "Carlos has plans already. He needs to leave Monday morning, and won't be back until Friday. That won't work."
You clench your jaw. No, you weren't listening, because you were stressing out about your plans for that weekend.
You figure if you're going to tell your brother and father, right now is just as good a time as any other time. You sigh and say, "Well, I'm busy on Sunday, actually..."
Both pairs of brown eyes snap to you, and Carlos says, "What do you have going on? And the Madrid game is on Saturday, anyway- shouldn't it be fine?"
Really, why shouldn't it be fine? What lie will you come up with? Because you can't really say what you're busy with on that day. You manage out, "Some friends... we planned weeks ago to go out that day. Have some fun, you know... Sorry. I guess... Would it be fine if... Surely I wouldn't be missed...? The, uh, thing he have planned is... for Sunday night...."
Carlos sighs, leaning back. "Come on, Y/n. You can't cancel? Family over friends, right?"
But you shake your head as you finish your meal. You stand up with your plate, knowing that if you stay any longer, you'll be guilt tripped into doing what they want you to do, despite what you want to do. So you say, "What's done is done. You can still have the party without me." And you walk out of the room.
Hours later, you're laying in bed. You should be sleeping, but instead you're staring up at the ceiling and thinking.
'Family over friends, right?'- Carlos' words from earlier play through your head in the exact tone he had said it. Yeah, family over friends, Carlos. You've been seeing him and the rest of your family on and off frequently for the past month. But the one you really want to see? You haven't seen him in over a month, and you miss him, dearly. You just want to be able to see him. To surprise him.
And you know he misses you, too, by the constant text messages he sends you.
And, with perfect timing, your phone buzzes on your bedside stand next to you. You pick it up right away and smile to yourself when you see it's him. Telling you he can't sleep. Asking if you want to face time.
You don't even respond, and just call him first.
A smile immediately sneaks up on you when you see your boyfriend. His golden brown hair is all messed up, as he's leaning on a soft pillow, and he has a blanket pulled up all the way to his chin. His brown eyes look even deeper in the dim lighting, but they light up when they view you across the phone. "¡Hola, mi corazón!"
Immediately you feel butterflies fly up in your stomach at his little pet name. "Hey, Fermín," you say, much more casually. "How are you doing?"
He shrugs, and his eyes flutter down a little. "I can't sleep... I wanted to hear your pretty voice. And see your pretty face."
You smile softly, but ask in concern, "Why can't you sleep?"
But a cute little grin appears in his face, and he laughs a little. "Because I'm thinking about you."
"Oh!" you chuckle. "I see..."
You continue chatting together softly for who knows how long. But this is what you do. One of you calls and you can't help but just chat for minutes or hours or however long.
You just love the sounds of each other's voices and the sparkle in each other's eyes.
Saturday evening, just as family member are starting to arrive at the house, you walk to the door, pulling your hair into a ponytail, about to walk out. Your brother stops you, saying, "So you are really going?"
You turn, meeting his eyes as you grab your black long coat. "Yeah, I am. I'm sorry, Carlos..." you add when you see the disappointment in his big brown eyes.
He shrugs, and says what he always does: "Alright. Well, just be careful. And have fun. When will you be back?"
You hesitate. This is the very question you didn't want him to ask. "Uh... Probably Monday morning... I'll text you, though."
His eyebrows knit together even further. "Monday morning? I thought you were just having a night with your friends."
"One of them suggested we could stay at her house and spend the following day doing something else," you lie, nearly effortlessly now."
"Why not just come home?"
You sigh at the question. The truth is, you booked a hotel so you could catch Fermín as soon as possible in the morning and spend more time with him, since you'll have to get to Madrid right away again afterwards. You just want to get going. But you know Carlos only asks questions because he cares. Being nine years older than you, he's always been very protective of you. Too protective. But you know it's just because he cares.
He just cares too much, and it makes you angry. It's hard to keep secrets from his honest eyes.
"Because I was invited to hang out more and I haven't seen this friend in a while!" This one is only half a lie.
"Oh..." he slowly nods. "Well... where does this friend live, then? Far enough for you to just stay there, or... I mean, you haven't seen this friend in a while, so I'm assuming they don't live in Madrid?"
"Nothing- er, yeah, we, uh... she lives in, uh, Sigüenza! Yeah, Sigüenza! And, well, you know, she just moved there and there's uh, you know, it's Sigüenza! The cool stuff there, in... Sigüenza..." You've lost it. You're literally pulling sh*t out of thin air now.
And Carlos can tell. "You're lying. Where are you really going?"
"No, no! I am going there! My friend just moved there! There's castles and sh*t she thinks is cool and she wants to show me! And like go around like I think there's a restaurant she likes and... yeah! And then we'd probably just maybe go to a club for an hour or two or something tonight and then go back and hang out at her house!"
Carlos looks thoroughly unsure. "Is it good for you to go to a club...? Be careful..."
"Oh, come on!" You're speaking too quickly. "There'll be a few of us, and we're not stupid! You know that, Carlos! Don't worry about it, we'll be fine! I'm an adult, for God's sake!"
"Well..." he murmurs, "I hope you're not lying to me. I hope you wouldn't do that."
You swallow, but nod, and feel terrible as you say, "Of course I wouldn't. Why would I lie about something like this?"
"I can think of lots of reasons, but I won't get into it." Carlos says with that look of concern still in his eyes. "Well, be careful. I can see you're impatient to go, so I'll let you. Have fun. Te amo, Y/n."
"M-hm!" you say, and rush out the door. You didn't want to be leaving this late, but you figure you'll just have to hope you get there at a reasonable time.
Fermín nods as João (Félix) discussing the upcoming game with him, watching the Portguese man's eyes as he speaks his thoughts. So he catches it when João raises his eyes, looking over Fermín's shoulder.
You grin, bringing your finger to your lips as you walk down the hall towards the two, behind Fermín's back, making eye contact with João. João subtly nods, makes eye contact with Fermín and says, "Nothing. I was just seeing things."
You thoroughly appreciate João's playing along. And his good acting.
"Seeing things?" your sweet boyfriend asks his teammate. You reach Fermín just as he's turning around to look anyway. He he lets out a confused, "Uh- oh!?" noise when you pull him into a hug, before (pretty much) yelling, "Wait, Y/n?!"
You giggle, and nod your thanks to João, who's smiling and practically chuckling himself. He nods and gives a small wave, before turning to saunter away, a smile on his lips. "So, how's my Fermín?" you ask softly.
Your boyfriend hugs you so tight, it slightly hurts, but you don't complain. You're probably hugging him tighter. He's giggling, and starts showering your cheeks with kisses, before exclaiming softly, "Very good, now that you're here! But why are you here, huh? ¡Mi corazón!" He's so adorable about your little surprise arrival. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"
"So it could be a surprise! And so I could see you acting all cute and surprised like this!" You grin up at him, your hand on his chest.
"Stop that!" he laughs, touching his nose to yours, holding you close. But then he gets a little more serious. "How long of a drive was it? I'm assuming you were in Madrid?"
"Madrid to Barbastro? It wasn't so bad. I would drive any difference to get to you, though..."
This makes him chuckle and give you those soft little lovey-dovey eyes that you love to see. He strokes your hair as you rub his back a little, before murmuring, "You were staying with your brother? What did you tell him?"
You smile at this question. Fermín- he always thinks deeply about a situation- especially if it's involving you. He always worries and makes sure everything went well with you. He really cares. "Just told him I'm staying with a friend," you chuckle and add, "In Sigüenza!"
"Sigüenza? Have you ever even been there?" He smiles, clearly amused.
"Uh, maybe, like, once. Not sure if he completely believed me, but I got out of there. So that I could come here and see you! Figured a game like this would be better for me to come to. You know, maybe since it'll be such a small stadium, it'll be actually easier for me to just get in and hide in the crowd."
Fermín nods, gently stroking your cheek, looking into your eyes and says, "If you think so." He's just so focused on taking in your presence.
He leans in and kisses your cheek again, when (of course) Ferran Torres turns the corner, slaps Fermín on his back, and says in a teasing voice with a chuckle, "Got to get going, Fermín. Glad you're having a good time with your girlfriend, but-"
"Oh, Ferran!" you snap, pulling away from your boyfriend to glare at the older man. "Would you shut up?! We haven't seen each other in forever. But I guess you wouldn't get how it feels, since clearly you could never pull-"
"Hey, hey!" Fermín laughs, putting a hand on your shoulder. But he's grinning. He loves your spunk. "Leave the poor guy alone. He's right, corazón. I do have to get going now."
Ferran just waves as he walks off, giggling mischievously. You roll your eyes and turn back to Fermín. "So annoying." But you're grinning. You hug him a last time, peck his lips, and murmur, "I'll go to my seat now. I'm excited to watch you do great out there, mi chico guapo."
He grins and says as he starts to turn to walk the way Ferran walked a minute earlier, "You just watch. I'm going to go out there and score a goal. For you. Okay?"
You grin back and nod as you pull on your mask, hat, and sunglasses- hopefully enough to hide your face from cameras. "I'll be watching for it."
He nods, that lovely adorable little smile on his face, waves to you, blows a kiss, and walks away from you.
Adrenaline fills every cell of your body as the ball hits the back of the net. A goal. But not just any goal.
Your Fermín's goal!
Your muscles send you to your feet, and you cheer, clapping your hands together, watching your boyfriend. You're sitting in a seat very close to the pitch, and you know that if he wanted to, Fermín could come over and hug you right now. But he knows he can't. He understands and respects that you can't be being pointed out. It has to stay a secret.
So, instead, he eyes you, with all the joy in the world.
You grin back, nodding at him. You can't help but giggle.
After the game, you return to Fermín's arms immediately, as if there's a magnetic force between you and him. "Hola, mi prícipe azul," you mutter softly with a little chuckle, before squealing and saying, "You did so good! What a goal! You're amazing!"
"Stop..." he murmurs back, but is clearly loving your praise.
You smile and lean up, about to kiss him, when suddenly your phone starts buzzing and ringing in your back pocket. You hesitate, eyes locked with your boyfriend's, before sighing and leaning away. You slip your phone out of your pocket. "Oh..." you stare at the screen. "It's Carlos."
Fermín nods understandingly and leans away. "I'll keep quiet. I know you have to answer it."
You nod, sending him a grateful smile, before leaning against the wall and answering the phone with a bubbly, "¡Eh, Carlos! ¿Cómo te va?" You hope you don't sound so cheery that is sounds like you're faking it. Well, it's not like you're not happy. You are!
Carlos completely ignores your question, cutting right to the chase. "Where are you?"
"Uh...? I'm at my friend's house. In Sigüenza. Why?"
"Really?" Carlos asks slowly. "How far of a drive is it from Barbastro to Sigüenza? Because I doubt it's under fifteen minutes."
You feel your heart drop to your stomach, and you lean more heavily on the wall behind you as your knees start to shake. Fermín sees this and takes a step toward you. He opens his mouth to say something, but you prevent that with simply a shake of your head. You swallow and put on a confused voice as you respond to your brother, "Sorry...?"
"You heard me. Y/n, what the hell? Why the hell did you lie to me? Why the hell are you in Barbastro? Why the hell are you at a Barcelona game, instead of on the sofa next to me right now?"
"Listen-" you cough, nervousness pounding in your head. Your eyes sprout tears, but you wipe them. Fermín- bless his heart- puts a hand on your shoulder, and gives you the eyes that seem to say, Just say the word, and I'll stand up for you.
You give your boyfriend another quick nod before responding into the phone, lies coming to your brain naturally, on the spot, "Listen, Carlos. I'm sorry for not telling you. My friend in Sigüenza I guess is a fan, and she thought it'd be so fun for us to all go to the game together. So, you know, there wasn't much I could argue with when someone buys you a ticket to a football game. You... You know? I'm sorry for lying. I really am. I just didn't tell you because I knew you'd be upset. You know, about me going to FC Barcelona's game instead of staying home with my family and watching Real Madrid's the night before. I really am sorry, Carlos. I hope you'll... forgive me. But... How did you even know I was at the game... Carlos?" You swallow, waiting for the answer. Fermín takes your hand and give it a gentle squeeze.
"The television showed you. Over and over. The commentators were pretty fascinated to see Y/n Sainz at a Barcelona game. Especially the one in Barbastro."
"Oh, f*ck that!" you snap. "My f*cking disguise didn't even work! Why don't they get their stupid cameras out of my life for once! Ugh!" you say angrily. Fermín gently rubs your shoulder, which is at least some ounce of comfort. "So, what? How did you see it, anyway? Have you just been caught red-handed watching a Barcelona game, too?"
"No. I was flipping channels, and there you were. But there's still something that's not making sense." Your eyebrows scrunch together as your grip on Fermín's hand tightens. Was there a hole in your lies that you missed...? Then Carlos asks, "Where were your friends?"
The lump in your throat grows larger. "What do you mean?"
"You were sitting next to some fat old man with a jersey from twenty years ago and a bunch of snotty kids on the other side-" Carlos has never been one to go out of his way to compliment anything associating with football club Barcelona. "-so where were your friend sitting, then?"
It feels as if all the muscles in your body flex at this one. Your mind goes blank, desperately searching for yet another lie to save yourself from telling your older brother the truth. It's like you've dug yourself in a hole that you're desperately trying to climb out of. It feels like you've nearly reached the top-
but your hand just slipped, plummeting you straight back down to the bottom, where you started.
And you break.
Tears stream down your face, and Fermín immediately tries to grab the phone from you, but you pull it away, swallowing as you blubber into the phone, "I don't know, Carlos... Okay... I don't know..."
There's a second or two of silence on the other end, before Carlos says, now in a more tender, less interrogating voice, "Y/n, all I asked is where your friend are. Is everything okay? Are you alright? Y/n, you're worrying me..."
"Please, Carlos... I'm fine... Just... Please..."
"Can you please just tell me the truth?"
"No..." you sniff, leaning into Fermín more and more. "I can't, because you'll be mad at me... It will ruin our relationship..." You don't know if you're talking about your relationship with Carlos or your relationship with Fermín.
"This is ruining our relationship! You keeping stuff from me! Y/n, you're my little sister! I don't want anything bad to happen to you! Just tell me what's wrong, and I can help!"
"You're the one making it all wrong. If you'd just leave me alone-"
"No. Y/n, you need to be honest with me right now, okay?"
"No, I don't. I don't, and I f*cking won't." At this, you hang up and fall into Fermín's arms.
He holds you there, close to his chest, before whispering, "I'm sorry..."
You look up slowly, sniffing, and wipe your eyes. It doesn't do much, since your tears are still coming. "For what?" you whisper. "You've done nothing wrong... It's just... Everything is messed up. Nothing went how I wanted it to... Fermín, I'm scared."
His eyes are tender, and he strokes your cheek. "My Y/n... I hate to see you cry. There's nothing to be scared of." He puts his arm around your back and starts leading you down the hall. "If Carlos finds out, Carlos finds out. He loves you, and you know that. I know you've spent all your energy hiding this, but mistakes happen, okay? I'll be by your side, but what's done is done." You nod, wiping up your soaked face with your hands, and let him lead you, until you get to the street. He sighs and murmurs, "F*ck. Missed the bus back to the hotel..."
"Oh..." a wave of guilt washes over you. "Fermín, I'm sorry... Isn't your team worried about you?"
"No, no. Don't worry about it. Either they completely missed my absence, or they got the memo that my girlfriend has just arrived and I might have other plans. Let's hope it's the second one, because that would be just a tad bit too silly if they just flat out forgot about me." There's a teasing tone in his voice, in an attempt to lighten the mood. Make you feel better. "You drove here? Where is your car?"
"Oh... yeah, right..." you sigh. After all the rush and emotions, you completely forgot you had your car here. You glance to Fermín, and catch in his expectant eyes a glint of excitement, too. You smile softly, understanding completely what this is from. You roll your eyes. "And no, Fermín. I didn't pull up in a Ferrari. That would draw too much attention." You can't blame him for being excited. You have driven a Ferrari before, (and many other super sick vehicles) and you know Fermín would love to go for a spin in one (or another of the insane sports cars you've driven.)
Fermín thinks they're cool, and as the daughter of Carlos Sainz Sr. and the sister of Carlos Sainz Jr., you tend to be able to get your hands on some pretty luxurious cars, it just so happens. And it's not like your family (especially your brother) won't jump at the drop of a hat to lend you something like that. You're Carlos's baby sister, and he'd do anything to treat you. So when you take advantage of that, every so often Fermín gets to go for a ride.
And you suppose Carlos has no idea of that.
Yet.
And just like that, you feel nauseous again.
When you arrive at Fermín's hotel room, you immediately both put on pajamas and get into bed. All night, he holds you close, never letting go. You lean your head against his chest, basking in the comfort. He knows it's hard. He understands what you're going through.
"Te amo," he whispers, just as you're drifting off to sleep. You never get a chance to say it back, because you're asleep before you can.
"I'm coming back to Barcelona with you."
"Lo siento, ¿qué?" Fermín asks, his head whipping up from tying the drawstrings of his sweatpants as he exits the hotel bathroom. His light pink lips are slightly parted as he stares at you, eyebrows raised.
"You heard me. I'm coming back to Barcelona with you," you repeat, locking eyes with him.
Fermín crosses the room and slips onto the hotel bed next to you, gently placing his hand on your thigh. "Mi corazón..." he mutters. "Of course I would never complain- I would love it if you came back to Barcelona with me. But don't you think that's not the best idea? Don't you have things to deal with back home in Madrid?"
You hesitate and mutter. "Sure I do. But I'd rather come with you back to Barcelona."
He frowns, nodding. "When are you going to go back to Madrid? And what will you tell your brother?"
Suddenly you snap, slipping out of bed, "I don't care, Fermín! And I don't plan to tell my brother anything! I know he'll call, but he can't make me pick up. I'm sick of him pretending like he's in charge of my life!"
"Y/n, come on. We both know he just cares about you. You know how worried sick he'll be if you randomly cut off communications and don't even tell him what happened to you. You can't do that to him. I know if my sibling did that to me, I'd be worried sick, too, and you and Carlos are very close. And he's much older than you. You know how he thinks of you. You can't do that to your brother," he tries, looking for eye contact. But you continue looking down.
"Fermín, no." You speak quietly, but firmly. "I won't. I'm scared, and I don't want to deal with him right now. And I know you said you'd be by my side, but I know you can't be. You can't possibly come to Madrid with me, and then get back to Barcelona."
Fermín sighs, and takes your chin, forcing you to look him in his eyes. "I understand you want to avoid your brother, but you can't have him worrying like that. It's just not right. He's only so concerned and protective because he cares, Y/n."
Your jaw clenches. You try to look away, but he doesn't let you. You swallow, looking at him, and murmur, realizing there's not much you can do, "Alright. Can we compromise?"
Fermín looks a little surprised at your sudden giving in, but nods. "Maybe. What are you thinking?"
You sigh. "I come back to Barcelona with you, but I still text Carlos. But I tell him I won't call, and if he wants to talk to me, he has to come to Barcelona himself and do it."
Fermín's immediate reaction is to protest with, "You expect him to drive from Madrid to Barcelona? You know how long of a trip that is!"
"Well, too bad, Fermín!" you snap. "It's what I'm willing to do! If he cares enough, he'll drive up. And trust me- he does."
Your boyfriend frowns, considering this, and finally nods. "Okay, then... I guess it's fair enough." And that's that.
You sit between Fermín's legs on the couch, watching the television as you munch on buttered popcorn and Fermín plays with/braids your hair. It's been three weeks since when Barcelona faced off with Barbastro, and since then all you've communicated with your brother is that if he wants to discuss anything with you, he's got to come to Barcelona and do it himself.
Do you miss your older brother? Yes. Yes, you one hundred percent do. Are you scared of your brother's attitude and reaction? Yes. Yes, you one hundred percent are.
As Fermín leans close, now stroking your arm with one hand, your phone buzzes in your lap. You give the bowl of popcorn to your boyfriend and pick up your phone.
You stare in shock at what you read on your phone. Fermín leans over and reads the text from Carlos along with you:
Carlos: I just arrived in Barcelona. I'm hoping we can meet somewhere in the morning, if you're not busy? I've been worrying lots
Fermín's hand gently moves to your waist, and after a few seconds, he whispers, "What will you do, my Y/n?"
"I don't know..." you sigh in hesitation.
"Can I make a suggestion?"
You look up at him from behind, meeting his eyes. You can't help but giggle at each other. He sighs, before turning serious again and saying, "Just send him my address and tell him to be around at 9:00 A.M."
"Fermín!" you snap, as though he's a complete lunatic. "You think we can just do it, just like that?!"
"Sure," he nods, cool headed. "I'm not scared of him, just because he drives cars fast and he's got big muscles. I run fast and... have slightly less big muscles than him." He grins, and you can't help but smile, too, at this. Fermín has a way of making serious things light-hearted. "Anyway, if you do it this way, I'll be there with you. Maybe it'd be easier to show him rather than tell. And I'll do the talking that you're still nervous to do. I will." He looks at you with sincere eyes.
You stare ahead, considering this for a while as Fermín slowly and absentmindedly rubs your thigh. Finally you sigh and mutter, "I guess that's the best thing... It's a shame it has come to this."
Fermín laughs softly, shaking his head, but you don't mind it. "You knew that at some point it would come to this. Y/n, you know this will be fine. It will be. I promise. Your brother loves you too much to do any of the stupid things you're scared of happening."
You frown, but then turn around hug him tightly. "Okay... Fermín." You look him in the eyes. "Okay. I know. It's still nerve-racking, though."
"I know, I know," he responds.
You sigh, take out your phone, and, despite yourself, text him.
Fermín gives your upper thigh a little pat.
You look up and study his handsome, lovely face for a few seconds, before kissing him all over. He lets you, chuckling a little. He always seems to laugh when you show him lots of affection, and you love it.
And before long, the two of you are fast asleep there.
When the doorbell rings at 9:01 A.M., your heart drops to your stomach. You knew it would happen. You prepared yourself. But you still can't help but shiver with nervous.
Fermín is trying making breakfast, and you're sitting at the island in the kitchen. He looks up from the food and is about to speak, but you say before he can, in a hurried tone, "I'll get it. You just stay here and keep making breakfast."
He hesitates for a moment, but then nods. "Alright... Call if you need me. And he's welcome to come in, too."
You nod and then head to the door. You exhale slowly, before opening the door.
Immediately, you're wrapped in a huge bear hug from your strong older brother, and he snaps, "What the hell? Why have you been avoiding me like this?! Are you embarrassed? It's fine! I've thought about it, and if you're dating a Barcelona fan that's fine... As long as he's a good guy, it shouldn't matter that much, right?"
You blink in surprise, leaning back, away from him, and meet his eyes, which are very similar to your own in shape and color. He's not stupid. Clearly he's tried to figure it out. But the concept of me dating an actual player for the club is so ridiculous, he just expects it's some random culer dude? Just this concept makes your heart (which was already in your stomach) seem to fall down to your knees. You swallow and awkwardly smile. If you could speak, you would, but no words whatsoever come to mind, and your mouth feels much too dry to form any words.
"So... I'm assuming this is his flat? Is he here? Can I meet him? What's his name?"
You allow yourself to breathe a little, and swallow. "Yes, this is his flat... And he's here... In the kitchen... You- You can meet him..." You open the door wide for him, and have to try a few times, before your voice finally allows you to call, "Fer- Fermín!"
"Fer...mín? That's his name?" your older brother asks. You nod slowly meeting his eyes again. You can't imagine that Carlos would know who Fermín is... right? It's not like a gives really any of his attention to any football club other than Real Madrid... Perhaps just the name sounds familiar? Well, it's not like Fermín has a super uncommon name or anything...
Your head is starting to hurt from all this overthinking. You swallow. "Yeah, yeah... That's his name."
You watch with dread (which you never though you'd feel at the sight of him) as your boyfriend enters the room. He has a smile on his face, but he's eyebrows are knitted together.
For a moment, the two stand there.
It's strange, for you. Here are (probably) the two people you care about most. The two people you spend the most time with, the two's whose opinions you value the most. Here they are, together. Two who you care about so much, but have always been separate. And you've always kept it that way.
It feels off, to have the two in the same room, right here, in front of you.
Their heights don't differ much, but Fermín's younger, gentler features contrast with Carlos. Fermín has lighter, nicer kept hair, while your brother of course has the same shock of dark hair you have, and right now, it's grown out a bit, curling at his ears.
You stare at the two.
You swallow as something like very vague recognition is reflected on Carlos's face. He says slowly, holding his hand out to shake Fermín's, "Hola... Have we met before...?"
You can't help but shake your head a little. Carlos, not recognizing a first team Barcelona player when he's right in front of him.
Or, pretty much first team, anyway.
A (cute) little nervous crooked smile appears on your boyfriend's face. He sends you a brief little glance with only those chocolate brown eyes, before looking back to Carlos. He shakes his hand as he swallows and says, "Well, you know, I... uh, I actually play for FC Barcelona."
Carlos opens his mouth, shuts it, and opens it again. "Okay..." he says slowly. "That... It makes sense, now... that Y/n was at the game in Barbastro..." he seems to be talking more to himself. He glances to you, and his eyes linger, before shifting back to Fermín and saying, "Fermín... Fermín Gómez...?"
That crooked little smile appears on Fermín's face again. "López."
You watch as your older brother nods, and then looks to you slowly. "Y/n, can I...?" he trails off, glancing to Fermín.
Fermín seems to get the hint that you didn't even pick up and nods, saying, "I'll go finish making breakfast. Carlos and Y/n, you're welcome to just stay here in the living room." He gives a cute little awkward smile, and walks out of the room.
Now you don't want him to go.
But your brother gently takes your wrist and tows you to the couch, forcing your eyes to wander from the doorway that Fermín just left through. You look to Carlos and swallow. Those eyes. So incredibly earnest. "You're not... mad?" you murmur softly.
"Mad? I'm disappointed you hid it from me, and didn't trust me. A part of me doesn't feel right about you dating a Barcelona player, but it's not like the club someone is playing for decides how good of a boyfriend he is, or if he's meant to be with my sister or not. I'm shocked- I was expecting it's a Barcelona fan, not a player. But whatever..." He trails off, swallows, and finishes, "No. No, I'm not mad."
"Oh... Oh, okay... I'm... I'm sorry."
He nods, not looking at you. "I forgive you. I'm sorry, too. There had to have been a reason why you didn't trust me. So I'm sorry."
You say, "I forgive you," though you're not even one hundred percent sure what you're forgiving him for.
If you thought introducing just your older brother to Fermín was just terrible, introducing him to your whole family is like actual hell.
Fermín keeps his arms tightly around your shoulders as you sit on your couch. You feel stiff and rigid as Fermín manages the awkward questions and empty small talk. Your family is always so open, but with Carlos insisting everyone meet Fermín here, it's unnatural.
Why don't they accept him? They accept other people's friends, girlfriends, etc., much easier. Fermín is acting so sweet and polite.. like he always does... What don't they like about him?
Unlike Carlos, do they really care that much about stupid football club rivalries? Gosh, there are plenty of fans of different clubs who get on just fine.
How is Fermín being a player any different?
He's a culer, just like any fan, right? I mean, I don't know what I am. Am I a culer?
Who cares? I'm Fermín López's girlfriend and Carlos Sainz Sr.'s daughter. Think that's enough for one person!
Suddenly you're pulled out of your racing mind when Fermín's hand settles on your waist and he says, "...right, Y/n?"
"Uh, huh?" you ask, looking at Fermín just as he pecks your lips with a little laugh. You blush and murmur, "Gosh, Fermín, not here."
But he pulls you tighter to his side and says with a soft, slightly defiant little smirk, "I'm so happy that you all have accepted me as Y/n's boyfriend, Sainz family." The faces of your family members span from confused to uncomfortable to (only a few of them) genuinely accepting. But Fermín adds with a chuckle, kissing your cheek, "Although, of course, your opinions, or anyone's, about our relationship doesn't matter to me." He meets your eyes with those deep brown ones.
You swallow and nod, getting up the courage in that moment to respond with, "Yeah, Fermín... You know, I think I agree with you..."
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Good Enough For You
note: this was a lovely request from one of you guys and it was so fun to write, hope you enjoy it💖
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summary: you are fermin’s best friend hoping he’d one day fall for you but the day may come sooner than expected
pairing: Fermin Lopez x Y/N
genre: angst/ fluff
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You were sitting on the stands of Camp Nou anxiously waiting for the game to end. Barca was ahead by one and the game almost ended, when the referee blew the whistle, you happily stood up and hugged Fermin’s mom and dad celebrating. You and Fermin were long time friends and you occasionally paid a visit to him since his first game. You were so proud of him for achieving his dream while you were stuck in a smaller town you grew up together. You always knew he’d be a famous star and your admiration turned into something more over the years but being too afraid to ruin the friendship, you never told him. Your families, being close friends, always wanted something to happen between you two but you always shut it down embarrassed. You knew he would never feel the same and just stopped holding out hope after he became a Barcelona star entirely, just content with having him as a friend.
“You should go to him, dear.” his mom said after players started getting off the field.
“Oh, I’m sure he’s busy celebrating in the locker room. I wouldn’t want to interrupt.” you coyly smiled, even though you have been to many games you never went to him after the game. It felt like something a girlfriend could do.
“Oh don’t be silly, I’m sure he’d be more than happy to see you.”
You just nodded and made your way into the tunnels nervously fidgeting with your hands and texted Fermin you were out there to congratulate him. He didn’t text back but soon he opened the door to the locker room still laughing with his friends.
“Hey you.” he said as he picked you up happily and you embraced him. He was still sweaty but you didn’t care.
“I’m so proud of you, you were amazing out there.” you smiled and said.
“Well I couldn’t disappoint my biggest fan.” he cheekily said and you laughed.
“Well, you didn’t.” he kissed your temple and grinned from ear to ear.
“Listen I need to get back in there to shower but there’s this party to celebrate the win. Do you think you can make it?” you actually had a ride tomorrow and still had to pack but seeing his big eyes pleading with you did wonders.
“Of course” you smiled and he hugged you once more before going inside the room. You made your way to his parents also informing them that you’ll catch a ride with Fermin to his friends’ house and be back together. They simply nodded and told you to have fun but make sure he doesn’t do anything stupid, you just laughed.
Fermin has texted you to meet him at the car park, you were incredibly nervous because even though you’ve been here before you never actually met his friends in person. You saw them when you facetimed Fermin but that’s it.
You soon heard his voice behind you and smiled as your eyes met. His smile was enough to melt you, he was so dreamy looking with his damp hair and normal clothes. You realized you were staring and turned your head to his friends examining them. He was with Ferran and Gavi.
“Hi” you smiled shyly “I’m Y/N”
“Trust me we know who you are, Fermin here doesn’t shut up about you it’s kinda cute.” Pablo said and you looked at Fermin only for him to look down and smile.
You all went into Ferran’s car, you and Fermin in the backseat.
“So you talk about me to your friends?”
“No, maybe” he said and turned around to look outside the car, embarrassed. You could feel your heart racing at the thought.
When you finally arrived at Pablo’s house he told you to get comfortable and went into the kitchen to get snacks and drinks. You thought it would be rude if you didn’t help so followed him shortly after.
“Hey” you smiled “Can I help you with anything?”
He looked back and smiled.
“No it’s all good, you’re the guest just enjoy yourself.”
You were about to reply when the doorbell rang. It was some of their other friends, you didn’t know it was that kind of party but decided meeting new people couldn’t hurt. Unfortunately, it didn’t go as planned as you saw the girls that came in circle Fermin almost immediately. Since you weren’t always around, you didn’t exactly know about his love life. He never told you anything about it and you didn’t have the heart to ask but tonight, you understood his lifestyle completely. You were wallowing in your own sorrow whilst he was enjoying everything that fame brought. He had his arm around one blonde while talking to another and you were staring with a nearly full beer bottle in hand. Story of your life. That was until you felt the couch move next to you.
“If you want him to notice you, you need to have fun.” Pablo smirked and handed you a cocktail.
“I- I don’t”
“Don’t even say ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about’ when you’ve been sitting with heartbreak written on your beautiful face.” you immediately looked up at him not knowing how to feel but he just giggled.
“Don’t worry I’m not trying to steal you from him, I’m not that evil. I just want to help.”
“Why would you want that?” you inquired.
“Because he’s too dumb to see how he really feels but I think we can make him see you.”
“How?” you said intrigued by his proposal but also, terrified of doing something to hurt Fermin.
“First, as I said before, you need to let loose and start having fun.” he again tried handing you the glass and you took it with caution.
It was well into the party and you were on your fourth cocktail getting more relaxed with each. Pablo never left your side and made conversation with you. You were actually glad you took his advice because this was way more fun than sitting in silence feeling bad about yourself. Pablo was cracking jokes left and right and you found yourself laughing harder and harder. You occasionally felt Fermin’s eyes on you questioning your sudden demeanor change but Pablo said not to give him any attention, he also told you Fermin was too confident in his relationship with you to understand he could lose it easily. You really took in his words and decided he was right, no matter if you were single or taken, Fermin knew you would drop everything to be by his side any time but you not even speaking to him for hours made him feel uneasy.
Pablo looked at Fermin glaring at you two and leaned in your ear to tell you he was looking like he’s about to explode and from the outside, the state you were in seemed like full on flirting with him in your ear and you giggling like a school girl. When he finally pulled away you were faced with a distraught Fermin in front of you.
“We’re leaving. Let’s get your stuff.” he said reaching his arm out for you to take it.
“But I was having fun.” you whined with alcohol in your system, yes you were tipsy.
“Y/N I said we’re leaving.” he said sternly and was about to give in when Pablo interrupted.
“I can drop her off tomorrow, you don’t have to worry about her bro.”
Your eyes widened and you could see Fermin getting more worked up. He didn’t say anything just reached for your arm, he wasn’t harsh but put enough pressure for you to get up. You quickly looked at Pablo who gave you a knowing smile and mouthed ‘it worked’ You smiled to him and Fermin caught on, being more hasty and getting you away from Pablo immediately.
When you were waiting for a car to drive you back to his house, it was dead silent. You wanted to speak but didn’t know what to say and Fermin didn’t look like he wanted to speak at all. You thought of an idea with your drunk mind and executed it before your brain can stop you, you quickly wrapped your arms around his torso and put your head in the crook of his neck. You could sense him freeze for a moment before embracing you. You knew he could never say no to you, as you could never say no to him. As you hugged, the tension slowly disappeared, he was much more calm now.
“I don’t like the thought of you with one of my friends.” he finally confessed without looking at you.
“Why not?” you questioned.
“Because they don’t deserve you.” he said and you tried to get him to look at your eyes but he was looking everywhere else.
“You said that about all my boyfriends Fermin, who is good enough for me then?”
Please say me, please say me, please say me you thought. You knew this was a risky conversation but Pablo’s words and Fermin’s actions tonight made your hopes go up again. You thought it’s tonight or never.
“Fermin?” you questioned when he didn’t say anything.
“What?”
“I’m asking, who’s good enough for me?” you pressed.
He paused again which made you incredibly irritated. Why wasn’t he saying anything?
“I am, okay I’m the only one who knows you and loves you. I know everything about you and I believe I’m the only one who can make you the happiest! And I always thought we’d be together until tonight, when I saw how comfortable you were with Pablo and it freaked me out because I’ll never forgive myself if I lost my chance!” he finally yelled out, frustrated.
You couldn’t even react due to hearing what you’ve always dreamed about. You wanted to scream and run to him but all you could do was stand there while you tried processing the information Fermin shouted your way and you could see his eyes closed.
“I shouldn’t have said any of that Y/N I’m sorry I don’t know- I just needed you to know I’m sorry I really-
You cut him off by kissing him while his eyes were still closed, he opened them with shock but quickly shut them again kissing you back. You thought about every possible reaction you could give him but nothing seemed as good as this one, you’ve always dreamed about kissing him and your emotions took over. His hands found your cheeks as he held you like you could break, his kiss was gentle and sweet filled with love. You were on cloud nine enjoying your first kiss when a car honked forcing you to break the kiss. He smiled at you and you smiled back, noses still touching.
“I think that’s our ride.” he whispered, still smiling.
“Yeah” you said out of breath.
He held your hand and opened the car door for you to get in and hopped in after you. You were still in shock trying to understand if this is a dream but your thoughts soon disappeared when he held your hand and pulled you closer in the backseat helping your face settle on his chest allowing you to hear his heartbeat and it was almost as fast as yours. You closed your eyes taking his scent in, being happier than ever. You were at peace.
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Heyy could i request a fermin fluff fic where the reader is overworking herself with college stuff and not really taking care of herself. Fermin noticed it and helps her relax. Thank you:)
summary: fermín helps you relax after you‘ve overworked yourself with schoolwork.
genre: fluff
a/n: thank you anon for your patience🫶🏼 hope you like it!
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Biology books scattered around the coffee table, notes laying around your desk and various folders laid splattered around the bed. Your whole apartment was a mess as you haven’t tidied it up in days, if not even weeks. The upcoming exams in biology, maths and chemistry had been stressing you now for quite some weeks now, making you neglect everything else around you. Even though you started early with studying, it still didn’t satisfy you at all. Being a perfectionist was a blessing and curse at the same time. You didn’t even realize how your friends and family started to worry. They knew you weren’t the best in handling stressful situations, you never have. But you didn’t even realize how bad you were doing, you just kept going until you hit the breaking point.
Fermín, your boyfriend of two years, knew how you were doing during those phases and did not like it at all. He hated hearing you cry from overworking yourself, he hated how you didn’t look after you. Even more difficult was that he had a stressful schedule himself. University and football prevented him from coming over more and spend more time with his girl. Fermín mostly came over at night, sleeping at your place and heading to practice again early in the morning. You two tried to savor this time as much as you could, but right now it was very hard. The last time he came over was weeks ago and the worst part was, you didn’t even realize. You were too deep in schoolwork to notice anything.
Fermín grew more than concerned over the past days as you weren’t picking up calls and only vaguely replied to his texts. The cherry on top was a call from your mother, asking him how you’ve been. The next afternoon he stood in front of your door, a bag with your favorite snacks and small bouquet of flowers in his hands.
You looked up from your notes confused, asking yourself who would be at your door at three in the afternoon. You stirred downstairs, hairs falling from your bun and wearing clothes you haven’t changed in days. You peeked your head outside and immediately smiled when you saw Fermín standing there.
„What are you doing here?!“ You squealed, throwing your arms around his neck.
„Seeing how you’re doing!“ He replied with a laugh and gently led you inside. After setting down his bag and gifting you the flowers, he embraced you in a long hug and just relished the feeling of having his girl back in his arms. His eyes quickly wandered around your flat, eyes widening as he saw the mess of notes laying around everywhere. Dishes were piling up in the kitchen and just overall did it look like a bomb exploded.
Fermín then heard you sobbing quietly and only then did he realize you started to cry.
„Hey, hey, don’t cry. Everything‘s alright.“ He whispered and rocked you slowly from side to side. Just all the emotions caught up on you and you couldn’t help but tear up when thinking about it.
„I‘m just exhausted. Plus I realized I‘ve neglected you, my family and my friends. Now I feel bad.“ You weren’t crying much, just some individual tears rolling down your cheeks.
„Don’t feel bad. They already knew you had a lot going on. We‘re all here for you. We already knew you were overworking yourself, your mamá even called me.“ He chuckled and wiped away your tears. You giggled lightly, feeling much better already.
„C‘mon, why don’t you take a shower while I prepare something for us to eat. I bet you haven’t cooked something properly for yourself.“ You shook your head but liked the idea of a shower and feeling fresh afterwards.
„Why don’t you join me?“ You mused, trying to seduce him with your idea. After all you haven’t seen him for quite a while.
He snickered at your words but shook his head softly. „Trust me, I wouldn’t want anything more, but you need to relax. Ask me again tomorrow.“ Fermín winked and shushed you towards the bathroom. You took a steaming hot shower while he, unbeknownst to you, tidied up your whole apartment and laid out fresh clothes for you. Your heart swelled when you realized and gave him a sweet, tender kiss to thank him.
„Thank you.“
„Nothing to thank me. I just need you to look better after yourself amor.“
Dinner was served quickly after and after you two were done, he hushed you to the living room while he did the dishes. Fermín prepared a cozy movie night but as soon as he had you snuggled up close to him under the fuzzy blanket, you fell fast asleep in his arms.
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| Big Brother |
Description: Fermin does not like to share you with anyone.
Pairing: Dark Step-Brother!Fermin | Naive Step-Sister!You.
Disclaimer: This story is purely a work of fiction and does not represent Fermin Lopez in any way. It also contains dark and mature content so browse at your own discretion, please. Minors do not interact.
Warning(s): Dubcon/Noncon, Fermin is mean, dark!Fermin, infantilization, unprotected p-in-v, spanking, degradation, dacryphilia, dumbification, possessive!Fermin, obsessive behaviors, ddlg vibes.
Note: The Pedri one is gonna be much bigger as it has my favorite trope and Spanish man so it'll have to wait, unfortunately. Until then…
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Fermin does not like to share you with anyone. He doesn't know when exactly his contempt for his step-father's daughter turned into this but he doesn't care. Nor does he try to rationalize it anymore.
You are his, as he is yours.
It's quite simple, really. You're family and no one can or should come between you. No one will ever be as sincere with you like your family– he is and being the naive little thing you are, you should know that big brother always knows best.
It doesn't matter even if he's younger than you.
Fermin says it's all about what's in the head.
And yours is as empty as a wooden doll's.
So you say nothing and simply whimper as your head lowers when he roughly drags you inside the house by your arm before taking you to his room. You want to speak up; tell him about the forgotten kid in the park that you're supposed to be babysitting.
But you know better than to speak when big brother is angry.
What he says goes.
And so you're bent over his study table within the next new minutes with your skirt pushed all the way up to your waist while you sob uncontrollably and take your punishment.
“I- I am sorry, big brother– ah!” Your back twists upwards when yet another ruthless rap resounds against your tender skin that is flush with a deep shade of red. “I- I swear! I was only helping Lucia swing– ouch!” A rough hiccup rips out of your throat when your brother refuses to show you any mercy. “Please!” Fermin is not in the mood to listen.
But he can never be wrong. Because he is big brother. So the fault is definitely yours. How many times has he told you not to speak to other boys? But you are one disobedient little sister! Big brother only wants what is best for you and to protect you because all boys except for him are pigs who only want to take advantage of you!
“I knew this job was a bad idea” your form stills and your blood runs cold. Slap. But no scream comes out of you this time. Oh no. “You're too little to be out by yourself let alone handle another kid” his voice is low; the deadly calm of his tone causing your knees to tremble. “I fucking knew it–”
“NO! NO BIG BROTHER, PLEASE!” You are absolutely powerless against him so if he pulls the plug on your job, no one will be able to let you keep it. “I swear! That boy came to me first! I swear! I have no idea who he was!”
Fermin grimaces as he clenches his already tense jaw so hard that it ticks. He lands another harsh spank on your quivering ass. Of course. You didn't even notice how that boy has been circling you and Lucia in the park for a few days now, having finally mustered the courage to speak to you only today as you are known as Fermin's sister.
“I am s- sorry…” You draw your words out as you feel him snatch the tatter of your panties away. “I promise I'll b- be better n- now, big bro-ther, p- please just- OH!” Your eyes squeeze shut as you break into another fit of sobs from the powerful slap that lands on your bare folds now.
“Tsk, how many times do I have to teach you the difference between punishment time and play time, huh little sis?” A loud squelching noise sounds in the air as he spreads your drenched pussy lips. “Shamelessly making a mess all over big brother's desk during her punishment like a silly little slut, tsk” the blood under your already flush cheeks bubbles as you whimper.
“S- Sorry, big brother…” Your toes curl as he goes about feeling up your mound. “C- Can't help…” Your teeth pull your bottom lip between them when one of his fingers start to toy with the sensitive band of your entrance. “P- Please… help…” Fermin has taught you to come to him whenever you feel funny between your legs because you have a serious condition that must be kept a secret if you don't want the scary hospital people to take you away from your home and big brother forever. Thankfully, he knows how to fix it so all you have to do is to go to him whenever it happens. Your big brother is the best, really. Because he doesn't help you like meanie doctors with bitter medicine but instead plays with you in an admittingly odd but fun way that is stranger than anything you've ever done but it is also what you can only describe as very nice at the same time.
“Tsk, are we in a position to make demands?” You wince at the way he scolds you before landing one last powerful smack to your pussy, making you cry aloud as you crash into the desk you are bent over from the force. “Disobeying big brother and putting yourself at risk and then whining about help, I spoil you too much, don't I little sis?” You bite your lip as you hear his fly go undone.
Oh God.
He takes you unprepared sometimes when he is angry or unhappy.
Today is going to be one of those days.
If only his junior -as he likes to refer to it- wasn't so big, you wouldn't be so scared.
Because his girth has nearly ripped you many a time.
“Whining for weeks because all your little friends were getting babysitting jobs and so you wanted to get one too…” Your fingers tightly curl around the edges of the desk as you feel his thick tip press against your entrance, his warm big hands clasping around your sides firmly. “Misbehaving with big brother and throwing all kinds of tantrums…” Well, yeah. You did give him the cold shoulder until he agreed. “Assuring him you would be fine only to do this–” his last words nearly melt into a hiss as he jerks his hips against yours with a powerful thrust and in comes plunging his hard shaft.
“BIG BROTHER!” A most vile moan escapes you as the upper half of your body goes limp over the smooth surface of the desk.
“Just imagine if I wasn't out front fixing my bike?” He is beginning to get breathless, huge cock moving between your channel of flesh and out of you slow yet rough. “And if I didn't save you in time?” A spank delivers onto your bruised ass but it is much lighter than all the other ones you have been subject to this evening. “Do you have any idea how badly that could have ended for you?” But his reproaches are no more than background buzz for you now. Your eyelids have gotten droopy and your senses are melting.
Big brother's dick is inside you and his thick veins angrily pulsate against your bare, sensitive flesh in the best way and that's all that matters.
“Hnnng” your lips feel dry as you bite down on them, your back arching and pussy squelching out a whine when he pulls out nearly all the way. “Big brother– AH!” His hands restrain you from moving along the force of his cock this time around so all of him can be buried deep within your cunt instead of your body slamming into the desk.
“Or maybe… big brother isn't enough for you now, huh? Is that it?” Your eyebrows furrow at his words as your eyes struggle to open because his movement is beginning to get frequent… and not in a nice way. “Is that why you're going around town like a stupid little slut with her silly little pussy in need of fixing?” Your body can't help but rock a little despite his hold on your hips as the stiff skin of his cock grazes against your sensitive flesh faster and faster with each thrust. When you continue to mewl and clench around him instead of answering, Fermin clicks his tongue before he lands a slap on one of your ass cheeks, his fingers coiling around your hair. “Well?!”
“N- No!” Your features twist in discomfort when you feel the band of your entrance forcefully expand around the base of his cock in order to accommodate his balls since your pussy is so wet and your walls so greedy that they want to devour all the dick he has to offer. “B- Big brother w- will always be e-nough for me!” Your neck cranes backwards as you feel him tug at your strands while his bottom half claps against yours loudly.
“That's fucking right” your mouth falls open when his tip works its way up your cunt and finds the spot where your nerves are sensitive today, the harsh thrust causing your head to spin. “And you better remember that the next time a silly little boy approaches you” neon stars began to appear in your vision as he moves you down and onto the table before his hands roughly move to your thighs, his hips violently snapping against yours all the while. The sound of the other side of the desk colliding with the wall next to it fills your hot ears as you feel Fermin spread your legs as far as they can go, his ballsack sinking into your sore yet much gratified entrance with each thrust now.
“Tell me you're mine” you feel him bend one of your legs before placing your knee on the table to access you even deeper. “Tell me you're all mine!”
“BIG BROTHER!” You are panting desperately like a bitch in heat, your tight insides on the verge of your first of many orgasms of the day. “I– AH! I AM– OH!” His fingers slip between your cunt and the smooth wooden top of the desk.
Fermin's back drapes over your back as you feel his lips hover over your ear, his coarse digits gliding across your slippery folds. “Say it and big brother will give you the cummies” he kisses the tear stains on your flushed face. “You like the cummies right?” He speaks to you like one does a child while obliterating you like you are his very own personal whore (you are). You vehemently nod, grunting and whining as you focus on holding yourself back because cumming without big brother's permission is prohibited and you are in enough trouble already.
“I AM Y- YOURS, BIG BROTHER! A- ALL YOURS! O- ONLY YOURS!” You scream out in agony, feeling yourself overcrowded, overstuffed and overstimulated all at once. “P- PLEA–”
Fermin loves your sobs of pure wanton. “Cum for big brother” as if a switch goes off, your orgasm barrages through you like a dam coming undone. Temporary vertigo fills your ears as your pussy tightly clenches around his hard shaft that is still pounding your seeping cunt just as hard. Your vision falters and your body gives up as the upper half of your body that you were barely keeping upright drops against the table with a soft thump.
Your body spasms as your toes curl from the overstimulation but you know better than to complain. Big brother does so much for your protection and pleasure, it is only fair that you returned the favor by being nice to him back. Yes, he is difficult to satiate and one cummie is never enough for him.
But taking care of each other is what family is all about.
… Right?
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I appreciate feedback >.< Also I can't believe I neglected exam prep for this lmfaooo <3
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Can you do a thot where the reader is gavis gf and her, Gavi and Fermin have a threesome? ❤️❤️
𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐋𝐎𝐒 – GAVI & FERMÍN LÓPEZ
warnings. heavy nsfw 18+ themes, ruining friendships, dom!gavi, & sub!fermín.
a/n. finally did one of these again and was very self indulgent writing it lmao.
• gavi and fermín were as thick as thieves always together never apart. except when it came to you. there was always a sudden silence and tension whenever you talked to the two of them.
• it was obvious they both liked you from the beginning but gavi always acted first. he always got what he wanted and the moment he saw you he needed you. he couldn’t lose you. losing was never an option to him.
• so, it wasn’t a surprise when gavi brought up the idea first. after all it was obvious fermín was dying for an opportunity with you. you noticed it too especially when you locked eyes with him while gavi left love bites on your neck during parties.
• you weren’t too opposed to the idea as fermín was definitely good looking but it took you a while to get on board with the concept because you didn’t want to lead him on.
• “nada más una vez.” gavi assured you it wouldn’t happen again. (just one time.) “no se…” you were still hesitant. (i don’t know…) “sabes que lo quieres.” he whispered into your ear as the two of you watched fermín train. (you know you want it.)
• ultimately it’s fermín’s biceps and the view he gives you while training shirtless that convince you. you know it’s a bad idea but the hot feeling forming in your body is too much. you need to cool off.
• gavi watches intently as you straddle fermín’s lap and he almost laughs at the way his teammate’s eyes go wide. but then you kiss fermín so gently and slowly and his jaw slacks. you’re so damn seductive.
• you haven’t even touched fermín yet and he’s already hard under you. it’s almost hard to ignore as you place kisses on his neck. you turn around and face your boyfriend who’s already looking intently at you. you look down and see your boyfriend is just as hard causing you to chuckle a bit before proceeding to suck on fermín’s skin.
• the dirty blonde gains a sudden edge of control when he grabs your hair into a makeshift ponytail bringing you into a dominant kiss as if to threaten to gavi. but your boyfriend only smirks not intimidated by his friend in any way.
• when your hand finally reaches into fermín’s shorts he can’t help the sinful groan that slips past his lips. your spit and his precum mix as you rub up and down on his shaft.
• gavi can’t take it anymore he needs some sort of pleasure that isn’t coming from his hand. you quickly find yourself on all fours as gavi stands in front of your face admiring you. his thumb brushes alongside your cheek and you can’t help but open your mouth allowing you to suck on his fingers.
• it’s fermín’s turn to watch now as you spit onto your hand and rub gavi’s member. his shorts seem to get tighter the longer he looks at the scene in front of him. your gags turn him on even more than he can believe.
• the three of you are sweating the hotness of the room almost suffocating you as you take gavi into your mouth. you’ve never gotten used to his size and always find yourself clawing at his knees as he repeatedly hits the back of your throat.
• finally as he releases inside you he grabs you by the jaw meeting you in a passionate kiss. he can still taste himself on your tongue. his chain swinging against your chest sending you shivers down your spine at the coldness of the material.
• fermín’s chain soon replaced gavi’s as the barcelona b player climbs on top of you. his brown eyes boring into yours letting you know how much he wants this.
• “a ella no le gustan los amables.” gavi smirks. (she doesn’t like nice guys.)
• fermín listens. he has you tugging on his hair and moaning loudly as he moves his tongue against your folds. he takes his time to rile you up making sure you’re wet enough for him. he also asks you if everything’s okay because despite everything he still cares for you in a romantical way.
• he grabs your face to force you to look at him as he slides inside you. the moment being too intimate for gavi’s pleasure but he doesn’t say anything he wants to see it play out.
• his thrust are erratic but paced. you can tell he wants to enjoy the moment while also giving you the pleasure you deserve. he leans in giving you small quick kisses which get interrupted by your moans and his groans.
• his pelvis and abdomen is full of marks from your nails. the sound of skin slapping against skin and your slick mixing with his precum fills the room and the air. somehow you make a mental note to clean your room tomorrow morning.
• when both you and gavi give him the green light he releases inside you panting as he reaches his high. although, he knows this won’t happen again he admires you and your body taking you in. he falls on your chest as he recovers from his high and your natural instinct is to run your hands through his hair.
• gavi doesn’t say anything but you can tell he’s pissed regretting his decision. he knows his best friend and he knows that this will only make him want you more. he can’t lose you. he won’t let fermín win.
#see because now i can’t get them out of my head fr fr#thots#gavi x reader#gavi smut#gavi imagine#pablo gavi x reader#pablo gavi smut#pablo gavi imagine#fermin lopez x reader#fermin lopez imagine#fermin lopez smut#football smut#football imagine#gabri writes#gabri answers
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Valentine’s Day
Jude:
- Jude likes to go all out for Valentine's Day as it's the one day that he can spoil you and show you how much he appreciates all the sacrifices you've made for him without you telling him off at least too much
- Since moving to Madrid your schedules in the morning never line up so you don't get to see each other in the morning but before going to bed Jude sets out the things you needed for breakfast which made you life a lot easier
- seeing as Jude made your morning better you thought you'd make his morning slightly easier too by having coffee prepared for him and you prep his usual breakfast so he can just put it all together and eat it
- as he didn't get to see you in the morning as soon as he finishes training he picks up some lunch and heads to where you work so you can eat lunch together on your break
- all your coworkers are so jealous that Jude is so cute as their partners never think to do anything like that for them but as much as they are slightly envious they tell you not to let Jude go as you've clearly found a good boyfriend
- he doesn't like leaving you but at some point you have to get back to work so he leaves you but not before being rather dramatic and giving you lots of kisses
- once you finish work and arrive home he is telling you to get yourself ready as he's going to take you out to dinner you want to just get dressed and go but Jude encourages you to take a bath and do what Jude calls your fancy skincare
- after taking longer on your appearance than you ever have you are finally ready to go but before you can leave Jude has to give you about a million compliments on everything from your dress to how your makeup makes your eyes stand out
- he takes you to a small nearby restaurant which he has rented for the night because he wanted to take you out like normal boyfriends do but he didn't want to have to deal with crowds and people bothering you so he decided this was the solution even if it did cost him a lot of money but he doesn't tell you that part
- after a lovely dinner you go back home and got yourselves into bed as life goes on and you both have things to do the next day but before you go to sleep Jude gives you the presents he got you
- he got you some beautiful jewellery which you had been looking at for a while which you are so grateful for but you two agreed not to get each other gifts so you didn't have anything for him so you felt bad but he insisted that it was ok and he didn't need anything other than you
Fermin:
- your relationship is very private no one outside of your friends and family knows you two are together and have been for a while and you both want to keep it that way so valentines is always a private affair
- even though you won't be going out Fermin still wants to do something nice and spend time with you so after he's done with training and meetings for the day he comes straight to pick you up from uni as he knows you'll be in the library all day if he doesn't come and get you
- when he arrives he texts you and you come right out of the library and to his car where he takes your bag from you and gives you the tightest hug and kiss before getting back into the car and going to his place
- back at his place when he opens the door for you you are greeted with a beautiful bouquet of flowers and some chocolates which he set up before he left in the morning as he knows you'd love it and thank him forever which you do
- after a lot of cuddling on the sofa and just talking for hours about a lot of nothing Fermin suggests making dinner together as its something you don't get to do very often and and you can't just go out to a restaurant
- neither of you are brilliant cooks but you know the basics so you both find a new recipe you want to try and give it a go which comes with a lot of laughs and messing around but that's the fun part
- as everything cooks Fermin cleans and doesn't let you do any of it but as soon as he's done he his arms wrap around your waist so he can hold you close as you watch over what is on the stove
- Fermin is usually pretty touchy but he gets even more clingy on days like this he just loves to have you close and show you how much he loves you because even though he does it every day he thinks you deserve extra love on Valentine's Day
- after dinner you suggest watching rom coms and Fermin agrees even though he hates them but he secretly gets very involved after just a few minutes as he gets annoyed when you pause the movie to go to the bathroom which you have to tease him for but he takes it as he knows you are joking
- at some point time slips away from you so Fermin asks you to stay the night not wanting you to have to go home so late even if it would be him taking you home plus it means getting more time with you which he will never complain about
- while in bed you finally exchange gifts which aren't anything fancy just little heartfelt things you know each other will love and Fermin gives you a card which has the most heartfelt message in it that has you on the verge of happy tears because it means so much seeing how much Fermin loves you
Joao:
- Joao has to go to training before you get up but he still takes time out of his routine to make you breakfast and bring it to you before he leaves which gets him more than one good morning/ goodbye kiss from you
- he doesn't like to leave you on any normal day but he especially doesn't like leaving you on Valentine's Day as he wants to spend the entire day loving on you but he can't so instead he just make sure he gets home as quickly as possible from training
- when he gets home you are still working as you work from home but Joao wants to spend time with you so he grabs a chair from the dining room table and sits with you at your desk to just watch you work
- if it was anyone else you'd be annoyed at the presence next to you just watching but because it's Joao you don't mind he is also quite useful if you need any papers from across the room he'll get them for you or if you need to remember something he'll write it down for you
- once you finish work you barely have 2 seconds to shut down your computer before Joao is taking you away from your desk so he can have all of your attention for the rest of the day
- he suggests that you bake some valentines cookies together as he knows you love baking and it means you'll have sweet treats to eat for the next few days which is always great
- you look up a recipe for some heart shape cookies but it wouldn't be you if you didn't modify the recipe a bit so the cookies become chocolate chip and you have to use some food colouring to make them red
- once the cookies are done baking you make some pink icing so you can write on the cookies for a bit of fun you write some really cute things on yours for joao and he sort of does the same some of his say cute things but others say stupid things
- your evening consists of eating cookies and cuddling on the sofa as that's all either of you wanted to do
- right before bed you both exchange cards as you had agreed not to get each other any presents as neither of you need or want anything
- the card Joao gave you was so sweet he had clearly spent a while thinking about what to write which means a lot to you as he's often really busy so for him to spend his free time writing something for you really makes you happy
#jude bellingham x reader#jude bellingham imagine#jude bellingham#fermin lopez imagine#fermin lopez x reader#fermin lopez#joao felix x reader#joao felix imagine#joao felix#football imagine
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halfway out the door; fermín lópez
summary: fighting to keep a little flame alive underwater, you couldn't lose the only stable thing in your life
warnings: ANGST!!! (no good ending) mature language, mental health issues (panic attack, anxiety, emotional distress), relationship struggles, unhealthy dinamics, brief mention of smut themes. if any of these topics makes you uncomfortable, i advise against reading this story.
word count: 3,3k
note: hiii! it's me again, this time posting for my sweet boy (who is not as sweet in this story) fermín. im planning to do something with all the 1989 vault tracks x barça players. so take it as the first from the series!! also, apologies if the angst hits hard, promise to post fluff next time (its a bit of challenge for me haha) super excited about this and would love to hear your thoughts or suggestions! – venus 🫂💐🫧 p.s.: im so proud of this one tbh
He didn’t seem to have enough time for you anymore. You didn’t want to see the subtle twist, but you knew him all too well and an imperceptible change for everyone was an imposing earthquake in your world.
It was in the hours that your messages would be waiting for a response and the way he wasn’t starved to taste your lips anymore. Once, he’d find an excuse to be with you, even if only for brief minutes. He’d dash to your apartment bearing your favorite chocolate with the pretext of keeping you fed. A smile brightening and your stomach still produced the same fluttering butterflies, as the first time he kissed you underneath the moonlight at fourteen.
Back then, everything was perfect, the chill air in your faces as you ran with sand getting between your toes, you could still feel his timid hands and tender touch on your waist as you both shared a breathtaking kiss.
Your mother's words echoed - relationships don't last forever. You'd always dismissed her musings, attributing them to the bitterness stemming from your father's departure. But now, that thought held a glimmer of truth.
He was your soulmate, your solid backbone, he would hold the candles for you even if his arm grew weary, drawing strength from unimaginable places. Unseen pictures would fill his phone, capturing your candid moments, proudly setting you as his lock screen. One cherished memory stood out: a photo of you, pajama-clad, returning from a late-night ice cream run, a victorious smile on your face. You had lost a bet that day, darting to the store at 1 AM, just a street away from your building.
However, now everything appeared to be falling apart; the last picture in his gallery folder, titled 'I love, mine, mine, mine,' dated back to July, and it was already November. It contrasted the warmth of July with the chilling absence of recent affection.
Yearning for something to blame, tears seemed futile as memories replayed relentlessly, etched deep within your heart. Each sob felt like a painful reminder of the emptiness in the cold, desolate bed without him by your side. Staring at it blankly, your mind echoed the silent void, your chest tightening with every expelled breath.
Sleeping alone always felt unbearable. You reached for your phone, gazing at the lock screen displaying a snapshot of both of you in a summer pool. His outings with friends never bothered you; you accepted that he was now part of Barcelona's first team, and you weren't his priority. However, deep down, a simple goodnight message like "Sweet dreams, Pip, I love you" was all you silently longed for. Was it too much to ask from someone who claimed to love you?
The absence weighed heavily as you saw the clock strike 4 AM. This hour always induced a sense of dread, a time too late to sleep, opening the gates to wandering thoughts about life's choices. Moving to Barcelona for him might have been a hasty decision.
In Sevilla, there wasn't much to lose. Your little town overwhelmed you, especially under the weight of your living nightmare, your mother and her pursuit of perfection. That was until she married your toddler brother’s father, her focus shifted almost forgetting about your existence.
He was your escape from that suffocating environment. Initially, it felt liberating, but gradually, it became confining again. The cage expanded as you became his pillar while his name was in everyone’s mouth, especially girls who found him attractive. The weight of being his support, witnessing the attention he received, caused an internal storm. But he wouldn’t change you, right? Yet, the conflict brewed within, the tug-of-war between being the support he needed and holding onto your own identity.
You grew tired of waiting for him, tossing and turning in bed for ten minutes, before finally succumbing to sleep, cocooned in blankets to ward off the cold.
Abruptly opening your eyes, hours later, your body spasmed and your heart raced, reflecting the recent struggles with sleep these days. Observing to your side, relief washed over you; he lay there peacefully, an arm draped over your waist.
Tears welled in your eyes, a sense of loss filling your chest. Deeply in love, you realized your first waking thought was about him, albeit taking a negative turn.
What if I lose him? What if I lost the lighthouse in the middle of the sea? The uncertainty of the waters and the potential fall weighed heavily.
You wanted to get back to those times when you smiled as you landed your eyes, his body next to you, where blonde strands of messy hair framed his face and you delicately organized them while you talked and kissed every morning, staying in bed like an old married couple, feeling each other's warmth, laughter used to fill the air as he playfully booped your nose.
The weight of invisible hands squeezed your chest, making each breath a desperate gasp for air.
You didn't want to feel this anxiety; your breath became erratic. Rushing to the terrace, you breathed as if your mind forewarned a trailer of what has to be.
Struggling to regain control, your hands tightened on the cold railing, a reminder of the grounding reality you struggled to grasp.
Peering down, the height induced paralysis, intensifying your vertigo. "y/n, estás bien?" (are you okay?) His concerned voice, muffled and distant, struggled to penetrate the thick fog of panic, fear rooted you in place, afraid the floor would fall through if you made a step.
"Amor, háblame." (darling, talk to me) He approached, unsure. This panic attack was the first in years. His hand on your shoulder offered reassurance like an anchor, and you emerged from the state, meeting his gaze with your tear-stained eyes; he was still your gentleman. He was still yours.
And you needed to repeat it to stave off madness.
"Abrázame," (hug me) you whispered in a fragile plea. His arms enveloped you, he was the refuge that you needed; his familiar scent eased your breathing.
His head on yours, he sought to share his heartbeat, attempting to quell the sudden anxiety and the questions that haunted your mind. His furrowed brows hinted at his confusion, but conversation could wait. For now, it was about you. The one who never failed him; he couldn't fail you now.
When your body distended completely, he gently guided you back to bed. You clung to him, as if he could run away at any moment.
You walked to your side of the bed and he tucked you in like no one ever did before, leaving a sweet kiss on your forehead, an attempt to dissipate the negativity.
“What time is it?” you inquired, looking up at him.
“Six a.m., sleep. ok?” He stroked your head, and your eyes closed under the weight of fatigue. “I love you so much.”
Days passed after the incident. He chose not to ask more about the reason behind your anxiety, he decided to act as if everything was fine.
This didn't imply he lacked concern for you, but it certainly felt that way. His demeanor towards you was still unchanged.
Feelings unaddressed hung in the air, manifesting in the cold kisses and the superficial small talk that never deepened. But, in front of everyone, you maintained the façade, accepting compliments from everyone about your seemingly perfect relationship. Only if they knew the underlying truth…
Yet, you personally sensed his gradual withdrawal, a palpable feeling of him slipping through your fingers. The strain became evident as you found yourself having to repeat things that were important to you at least three times, only for him to continually forget. Or the lackluster pecks he gave you, making you feel pathetic.
Although feeling unwanted, you weren't a resentful person, so you would religiously sit in the stands at every game and witness how he gained fan's hearts with outstanding performances on the pitch, earning the title of man of one of the champions league matches and you loved how the stadium echoed his name as he made an incredible goal.
You found joy in his happiness, doing his thing with the team of his dreams. In that moment, your mind transported into a different time – those moments when you stood by his side, offering comfort during his moments of self-doubt, back when he believed his dreams would forever be just that – dreams.
His satisfaction meant the world to you. Meeting him as he emerged from the dressing room, already showered, you couldn't help but admire how his wet hair framed his face.
A big smile adorned his face as he approached you. Opening your arms, your bodies collided as he effortlessly lifted you spinning around, creating a whirlwind of laughter that filled the air.
Once he gently set you down, you couldn't contain your pride. Cupping his cheeks, you locked eyes with him. The sense of accomplishment and joy was overwhelming. Your lips met his in a deep, meaningful kiss – one that hadn't been shared in weeks, but in that moment, it felt like the perfect reunion.
You believed this moment marked a fresh start, a much-needed rejuvenation to propel you forward. That optimistic outlook, however, disintegrated after he bid you farewell at your apartment, scrolling through TikTok on your couch, a video of his post-match interview caught your eye, and an involuntary smile crept onto your face.
His voice echoed through the video, captivating in its beauty. The interviewer's final question lingered in the air, "Who are you going to celebrate this with?" Anticipating a mention of teammates, family, and you, you were bewildered as the final words left his mouth – your name conspicuously absent.
And in that instant, the realization struck: he hadn't kept his promise to do a heart gesture to include you in his celebration either. But you decided to let it slide; perhaps it was the adrenaline coursing through his veins that caused him to forget, and you were willing to overlook it.
You turned on the TV to avoid your thoughts. He no longer watched movies with you, and lately, the time you spent together felt like his phone held more allure than anything you did to catch his attention.
Without even mentioning that he wasn't fucking you lately, offering excuses of exhaustion from training or unexpectedly halting any progress when things got heated and leaving your folds wet.
But still, your mouth stayed shut, justifying every action. What you didn't know is that only one drop was missing in the glass before it overflowed – the last straw.
And eventually, the bomb exploded in the least suitable scenario. You stood by his side, his arm around your waist, desperately wanting to take his hand out and shout your feelings in front of everyone.
You didn't want to be there; you longed to be at home with your fluffy cat, who offered more comfort than Fermín did in these past months.
He was so smooth about it, engrossed in the conversation with his friends, seemingly oblivious to your distress. You whispered in his ear that you needed to get home, you weren’t feeling at your best, the strobe lights blinding you, the music pulsating louder than your heartbeat. It felt like water was reaching your nose, and you feared you'd stop breathing any moment.
Yet, you stayed, like a naive girl striving to make everything perfect for her lovely gentleman. But was still that gentleman who put you above all else?
The voices and laughter from his friends overwhelmed you. While you genuinely liked them and had never encountered an issue before, this night seemed a challenge you couldn't survive.
Your gaze darted around, hoping for a savior amid the sea of faces. But there was no one.
The air seemed to get thinner, and your chest constricted, as if locked in a slowly tight embrace. The blue dress discomforting your skin, felt like an additional layer of confinement, fantasizing to shed not only the fabric but also the skin beneath.
It was as if transparent walls were materializing around you, and this was the moment to escape a place to which you didn't belong, feeling like a misplaced puzzle piece, you watched him again with pleading eyes, silently urging him to notice you.
“Fer, really, I need to go home.” You whispered, careful not to let his friends overhear. He scanned your gestures, it took him a few seconds to realize that something about you was off. You wish he had seen it earlier.
Everything he did was later than you needed it, when he did the things, you have already fixed yourself into the uncomfortable.
“Okay, let's go.” He nodded and he finally took out his hand off your waist, allowing a momentary exhale. Greetings were exchanged with his friends and you reciprocated, not wanting to show an impolite image.
Almost running, your feet propelled you outside of the disco, pushing people out of your way, without waiting for Fermín.
The doors swung shut behind you, plunging the abrupt silence upon your ears. Relief washed over you.
Closing your eyes, you took deep breaths. You needed to hold yourself like the grown woman you were and not cry. As the doors swung open and closed again, you turned to find Fermín, a frown etched across his face.
“Why didn't you wait for me?” his voice held a trace of anger, making you shiver. Realizing the street wasn't the place for such a conversation, you began walking towards the car, your feet aching from the high heels worn that night.
He hurried to catch up, the tension palpable. When the car alarm reached your ears, signaling it was unlocked, you opened the door and entered as quickly as you could.
Sitting there, attempting to adjust to sudden silence, you sensed his presence beside you.
Leaning back into the headrest, you brought your hands on your face.
He started talking again. “What's going on you?” you hesitated to face him, reluctant to confront those expressive brown eyes you memorized like the back of your hand.
As he insisted again to hear a response, anger got to your head. Without warning, you exploded, all the carefully restrained words meant to preserve your relationship pouring into a torrent.
“I'm just so damn exhausted! I feel like I'm invisible. I ache to be seen, to matter in your eyes again. I’ve been here, baring my soul, and it feels like you're a million miles away.” Your scream echoed, tears smudging your makeup. You saw the weight of his actions settling on him as his eyes reflected comprehension. A sob escaped your lips, he stood frozen. “I'm just asking you to hear me, to truly see me, and realize that I'm shattering inside because I've already fought too much alone for the person who I thought I would marry.”
He shook his head, a boy who had always the right words now seemed that they left their mind, leaving him defenseless. A hesitant pause filled the car.
Lips parted, but the sentences seemed to dissipate before finding form. It was as if they were navigating a maze of thoughts, searching for the right words to offer comfort or understanding, yet coming up empty-handed.
You got tired of waiting, you've been doing it for such a long time, you almost felt old. But if he just opened his mouth, you knew you would forgive him. “Let's go home.” You whispered, disappointed about a man who you were calling the love of your life.
He gripped the steering wheel and hit the road. Memories flooded back of the anecdotes shared in that white car, now slipping through your fingers like ash.
You pondered the absence of rain, almost expecting the heavens to open up. Wasn't it obligatory for the sky to weep when something magical began succumbing to rationalism?
When you arrived at the house, he finally was able to speak. “I'm so sorry for everything that I caused you.” He didn't know if physical contact would be well received from you. So he gripped even more the steering wheel, needing to make something with his hands, getting out the tension.
“What happened to us, Fer?” your heart-wrenching question hitting him. You were already talking in past tense.
There wasn't an exit for this situation, and he knew that. He wished he could build a time travel machine and make everything alright, fix the first mistake that led to this big snow ball that was making an avalanche. “I-I don't know.”
“I think I'm coming back to Sevilla.” you confessed, stepping out of the car. Your headache due to the tears that you've been letting out and your eyes were puffy.
As you stood outside the car, the quiet suburban street provided a bleak contrast to the storm raging within your emotions.
Fermín, still gripping the steering wheel, searched for words that could somehow mend the gashes that had formed between you two. The realization of the inevitable distance settled on him like a heavy cloak.
“I never meant for it to come to this,” he finally uttered, voice heavy with remorse. “I let things slip away, and I can't forgive myself for that.”
You, caught between the pain and the need for resolution, gazed at him with a mixture of sorrow and longing. The familiar surroundings of the neighborhood seemed to transform into a backdrop for the end of something significant. You already knew you were never coming back here.
In the distance, a streetlamp flickered, casting intermittent shadows on the pavement. You took a deep breath, the chill in the air stinging your lungs, and said, “Sometimes, we have to go back to move forward.”
His eyes, filled with regret, met yours. “Is there anything I can do to make things right?”
But the answer remained unsaid, it wouldn't be fair to give him instructions and keep rowing and carrying him while he was just there. Wounds were already too deep and your energy was drained.
You turned away, the distance between Sevilla and this quiet street growing smaller in comparison to the emotional gap that now separated you two.
The door creaked shut, marking the end of a chapter that perhaps, in the unfathomable depths of your heart you didn't want to admit that you anticipated it.
In the solitude of your apartment, surrounded by echoes of shared laughter and the ghost of a love that once flourished, you confronted the daunting task of rebuilding your world. The faint glow from the streetlamp outside cast a melancholic light on the remnants of what was.
Fermín, still parked, felt the shared years withering in the blink of an eye, something you had been discerning for a torturing amount of time. The engine hummed softly, an averse companion to the lingering regret in the air. As he drove away, the distance between your hearts seemed insurmountable.
You watched as Blaugrana, your Calico fluffy cat, approached you unawarely of everything surrounding her, you sat on the wooden floor with her purring next to you. The sparkle of her collar made you remember how your life was bound to be lived with Fermín forever, in that collar your initials were carved. You didn't want to fall back to this cruel reality.
You even commanded yourself to religion to save your relationship, months before. Night after night, you poured the essence of your yearning into prayers addressed to Aphrodite, beseeching her to weave the threads of love and passion back into your relationship, to restore its former glory. Each whispered plea carried the weight of your sincere desire, a desperate hope that the goddess of love might heed your call and guide your connection to the blissful days of yore.
But even that didn't work. And you realized the hug of what you thought would be a fresh start unraveled into the deceptive clarity of terminal lucidity. Now you would hear the eternal melancholic tone of the complete loss of vital signs. Forever.
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sister • f.lopez
summary: a small party leading to an unexpected change in your fantasies. (based on this request!)
word count: 3.5k!!
warnings: mention of alcohol, brother!gavi, spanish sentences, smut, dry humping
note: plz enjoy this while i go back to writing gavi smut, hope y’all like this!🎀
You were just getting out of uni classes, you decided to walk from the campus to your brothers condo to where your dorm happened to be in. Although the walk was a bit longer, your brother always chose to drive. You on the other hand didn’t, it was very chaotic but strange for you to live with your brother and none other his friend. Fermín. He was a very sweet well known guy, as what everybody says popular. Off the point, You had your headphones in, the chilly air hitting against your thighs, you looked down at your skirt fixing it as quickly. Maybe wearing a skirt was 50/50 of todays mood..you took your keys out your bag shoving it into the lock, twisting it around until you heard the ‘click’ sound. You got in before closing the door, you took your headphones off looking around for your brother. You spotted fermín on the couch, you swallowed nervously as you never spoke to the boy, not even a single word. You two have had some eye contacts but that’s about it, and that was because you had developed feelings for him. Your heart was racing, nearly thumping as you walked over to him.
“Do you know where gavi is?” You quietly said, hands behind your back as you balanced your weight on your toes hoping you wouldn’t become as much nervous.
he turned around. “He’s out at the store, he should be back any moment tho.” He said looking up at you, the two of you locking eyes in.
You smiled at him, “oh okay, thank you..” you mumbled, before walking away to your room. You quietly opened the door as you got in, closing your door behind. You leaned against the door sighing out loudly, heart still racing. You hanged your bag on the doorknob, you then took off your shoes now only in lace stockings, you plopped yourself on your bed. You went on your phone just for a bit until you heard gavi laughing with fermín. You quickly got up and opened the door quietly peeking your head out. You watched both boys laughing. “Is y/n here yet?” He said nudging fermín.
“Si, apenas vino.” (Yeah, she just got here.) Fermín looked around before he made eye contact with you. You blushed heavily, you shoves your head back into your room slamming the door.
“Y que era eso..” (and what was that..) gavi said, fermín shrugged.
“No se, but you should tell her about the party no? She’s always locked in her room doing nothing.” He said, gavi chuckled nodding his head.
You quietly opened the door, walking out your room making your way to the porch outside. “Vale.” (Alright.) he said, gavi made his way to your room. He noticed half your door opened before he walked in, “Joder.” (Fuck.) gavi said, fermín walked towards gavi, “this is her room?” He spoke, gavi nodded his head. “It’s all pink.” He said, gavi chuckled. Fermín walked in, looking at your vanity as he walked over to find picture frames of you and gavi when you both were kids and pictures of you as a baby. “She’s younger than me what do you expe-“ he said turning around as he looked at you, “what are you two doing in my room?” You said. “I was just looking for you, also. I decided for us to have a party….” He said, you glared at him. “Seriously? A fucking party?” You said, gavi nodded his head. You shook your head, “get out my way, i’m not apart of this, i’ll probably leave. Either way, don’t let anybody in my room.” You said going in your room, fermín looked at you as you looked back. Your cheeks blushing as he smiled at your pupils growing, you closed the door quietly.
You walked to your window, closing the blinds. You turned on your lamp, and grabbing the lighter lighting up the candle. You then laid down on your bed, covering yourself with the blanket going on your phone. You slowly put your phone on your nightstand, slowly drifting to sleep.
Meanwhile outside your room..
“Why does she keep looking at you?” Gavi spoke, fermín shrugged. “I really don’t know, seriously i don’t..a-at all.” He spoke, swallowing nervously. Gavi furrowed his brows, “Hm okay, either way i don’t think she likes you.” He said, fermín scoffed. “Well aren’t you a bundle of joy.” Fermín said leaning against your bedroom door, “Yeah. Now help me out, i honestly don’t know if y/n is even going to be involved or not.” He said, fermín looked at him. “Does she even drink?” He said, gavi shook his head. “Not unless she feels like it, either way who knows.” He spoke, fermín looked at your door. He had the urge to just go in there and talk to you, but you were off limits to him. “Even if she did like me, what would be the chances we could be dating..y’know. In the future or if it did happen.” He said walking away, sitting on the stool. “I don’t mind at all, seriously. She’s just had trouble with past relationships.” Gavi spoke, fermín nodded his head. Gavi knocked on your door.
No response.
Gavi slowly opened the door, he saw you sleeping before he locked the door from your room. He closed the door, “She’s asleep. I’m sure she’ll appear later on.” He spoke. Fermín nodded his head, both boys walked to his car.
8:58pm..
You woke up to the sound of the water fountain outside the porch. You sat up, before you got up walking to the door. You leaned your head next to the door, you heard a bunch of laughters, conversations and barely any music. Not until you felt someone bang on your door as you opened the door, pushing them away from your door. Quickly shutting it, locking it you found an extra blanket. You placed it on the bottom of your door. You walked to your bed, undoing the curtains off your canopies. You walked to the other side of your bed, grabbing your phone as you looked down.
fermí: the party is boring, come out your room. please?
you smiled at the text, you didn’t want to walk out your room. Seeing people or for them to watch you just made you uncomfortable.
you: i’ll be out, go outside the porch tho.
you replied back as you opened your window, you slid out the window. before turning around closing your window shut half way, your curtains blowing around due to the wind. you saw fermín making his way towards you, as you looked at him. “hi..” you said, he smiled. “What were you doing in there that you even pushed someone..” he said, your cheeks turning red from embarrassment. “I had just woken up from my nap..” you mumbled, he chuckled. “How are we going to get in tho?” He spoke, you pointed at the window. “What was my brother doing..” you said, the two of you started walking around. “Sitting next to a girl almost drunk..” he spoke, you sighed shaking your head. “..he’s probably going to fuck her..” you said quietly. He laughed at your comment, “you’re not cold?” He spoke, you nodded. “Yeah..i didn’t bring a sweater..” you said. He took his hoodie off, giving it to you. You put it on, as you smiled at him. “Thank you.” You said, the two of you now infront of the house.
You walked in looking around, the house all empty now. “Gavi?” You shouted, you looked around. Closing the door. “Did he leave you a message?” You spoke, fermín grabbed his phone. He nodded his head, “he said hes at a girls house.” You scoffed, you grabbed the keys from the small container, you unlocked your room. closing the window, fermín stood by your doorway as you took your hoodie off, your top lifting up. Fermíns cheek tinting pink at the sight of your lace bra. You pulled your top down fixing it, giving him his hoodie. “Here, thank you again.” You smiled at him.
The two of you made your way to the kitchen, you walked to the fridge. Opening the cooler grabbing your small tub of strawberry ice cream, you grabbed a spoon opening the lid as you sat down on the stool. You scooped the ice cream out with a spoon, putting it in your mouth. Fermín was picking up stuff from the floor, he looked up at you. He watched you lick the spoon, licking off the ice cream. He bit his lip, the aching feeling form in his pants. You were too busy spooning your mouth with the ice cream. You felt fermín next to you, “That much trash?” You said, he nodded his head. “Yeah..everybody is fucking nasty.” He said, you giggled. You backed up, his chest hitting yours. You felt his lips against your neck, you blushed heavily, heart racing quickly as you turned around. “I-I’m sorry.” You said, he cupped your cheek. You looked at his hand, “i can’t hide this anymore. you’re so fucking unbelievable.” He said, you blushed heavily still looking into his eyes.
He closed the gap between y’all, kissing you passionately. You kissed back, wrapping your arms around his neck. His hand squeezing your ass, you moaned softly into his mouth. He placed you on the counter, your ass touching the cold material as you closed your legs around him. You continued kissing him, hand running up into his hair, your nails playing with his skin. he slightly moaned into your mouth, you wrapped your legs tightly around him. He began to use his tongue, you whimpered into his mouth yet again. A noise slipping out of your mouth again. He bit your bottom lip pulling away, your chest heaving up and down. His lips glued onto your neck, you moaned again. you were so lost in the feeling in your stomach, your stomach felt like heated clouds forming, the rain was what was exactly happening in your panties. You were a mess under this, your hands slid inside his shirt. The embarrassment you felt when you realized.
You were infact still a virgin.
“i-is it..t-too late to say i-i’m a virgin..” you whimpered, he pulled away from your neck, chuckling breathlessly. he wiped his lips, “aqui no te puedo follar bebè..” (i can’t fuck you here..) he said, you looked at him. “tu hermano nos puede cachar, quieres eso?” (your brother could catch us, you want that?) he spoke softly, you looked down blushing heavily. your face all warmed up, he held your chin. “hm? si quieres eso?” (hm? you want that?) He spoke, you swallowed nervously. “n-no..” you said, he chuckled kissing your forehead. “we could try something..” he whispered in your ear, you nodded your head. “please..” you whined, he chuckled lifting you up from the counter. He walked to his room, putting you down. he closed the door, he laid you down on the bed. You bit your lip, he took his shirt off tossing it somewhere. you giggled before he crawled onto the bed, he kissed you deeply again. your fingers running down onto his back, you kissed back. He lifted your skirt up, you blushed heavily. “you sure?” he said, you nodded your head. “please..” you whined.” he smirked. he unbuttoned his pants as you watched him, your legs going numb. your eyes slightly widened at his print. you gulped, he looked at you chuckling. “we’re not going to have sex..we’re doing something else.” He said, you nodded your head.
You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you. You kissed him again, he kissed back hands and arms caging you. You felt his crotch against your thigh, he moved closer against your core. He pushed down onto you as he continued to grind down on you, his bulge against your core sending a little wave of butterflies onto your tummy. You wrapped your legs around his waist, causing him to grind himself onto you again. You moaned feeling yourself soak through your panties. His clothed hard against your panties, your sensitive bud aching to be touched, it all felt wonderful. You felt the wetness everywhere from your panties, within every little hip movement he did, you jerked up. wanting more.
He continued kissing you, you moaned uncontrollably into his mouth. Fermín panted and groaned into your mouth, every minute once in awhile he’d moan, feeling your hands roam around his back. “m-more..” you moaned out, he smirked pulling down your top. Your boobs popping out of your top, he pinched your nipple as you moaned loudly. He kissed you deeply again. You moaned into his mouth, his hips grinding quicker against you. You burried your face into his neck, moaning uncontrollably. “would’ve been a bad idea if your brother walked in huh..” he moaned in your ear, you blushed heavily.
He grinded his hips harder onto you, you felt damped underneath. Your stomach began to coil up, you cried out. He pulled off as you whined. “h-hey!” you said sitting up, he kissed your cheek. “i want to try something else..” he said, you smiled lazily. “lift your arms up for me baby.” he said, your cheeks tinting pink at the nickname. you lifted your arms up, your top coming up and above your head. you looked at him, trying to cover yourself he pinned your wrists together. “no don’t..you’re so beautiful.” he said, you giggled. he picked you up, before he laid himself down on the bed. you blushed heavily, “w-what are we doing n-now..” you said, you looked down feeling lost and shy. he chuckled, rubbing your thigh. “want you to do something f’me..” he whispered in your ear, “mhm..” you nodded letting your chin rest against his shoulder. he kissed your cheek before he laid down, you looked down at him. “take them off..” he spoke, you blushed heavily nodding your head.
you grabbed the hem of his boxers, pulling down on them. his cock freely sprung out, your eyes widened. “w-were not-“ you said, he chuckled shaking his head. “no, do you want to?” he said. you shook your head, “m-my brother..he’ll get mad at you..” you said, he nodded his head. your eyes kept narrowing down at his member against his tummy. “f-fermí..i-i don’t know how to do th-this..” you said, his eyes slightly widened. bad relationships you tend to have but no sexual interactions? he caressed your hand, “c’mere..move closer..” he said, you crawled closer to him. inches away from his face, he smiled. “good..now i want you to sit on it.” He said, you blushed heavily. “h-how.” you gulped, he caressed your waist. “Lower yourself down on it.” You nodded your head, you suddenly sunk yourself down, your wetness slightly spreading down. He groaned feeling your clothed clit. “fuck..already doing good..now move your hips, ride yourself.” he said, you looked at him nodding your head. It didn’t take you a while for you to slowly start rocking your hips slowly against his crotch. You moaned softly again, your hips still rocking by themselves, he held onto your waist as your hand rested on his chest. He breathed heavily, groaning in the middle of his breathing. You looked down at him, giggling as you moved your hips quicker.
“O-Oh fuck..” he threw his head against the pillow, you continued to grind yourself quicker against him. You pulled your arms back, finding the hook as you unclipped it. You pulled your bra off tossing it on the floor, your head leaning back, moaning uncontrollably. Your clit rubbing against his cock, leaving a wet slimy consistency on his member. You kept moaning non-stop, the feeling making you move your hips for more. He looked at you, he blushed heavily. “W-Woah..” he said, you placed both your hands on his chest. “T-Touch me..” you whimpered, his eyes widened. He nodded his head, his hand squeezing your boob. You moaned out again, his fingertips playing and twisting your nipple. You whined, you kept rolling your hips back and forth, his free hand still playing with your nipple as he held your thigh.
You closed your eyes, leaning your head to the side. Moaning, groans and panting being scattered around the room. “Fuck am so close..” he moaned out, you looked at him. He chuckled, holding onto your waist. Moving you quicker than before, you cried out a moan again. “m-mmhmnh..i-i can’t..” you breathed out, he looked up at you. You burried your face into his neck, your ass moving up and down against him. Fermín began twitching underneath you, grabbing your hips moving you quicker again. You cried out again, this time it was louder. He chuckled, spanking your ass. You whimpered into his ear, arms wrapped around him. “m..my tummy..i-i feel all t-tingly..” you said, he smirked. “baby ur close to cumming..” he whispered, he moaned out again feeling himself twitch yet again. You felt your stomach spark, your stomach slowly began to tighten. You felt like you were about to explode..or pee, as so you thought.
You gripped onto his shoulder, the pain was just starting and yet it felt amazing. “f-fermín! f-feels like i-i ha-have to..” you stuttered in confusion, not knowing what would happen next. “shhh..it’s okay, i got you.” Fermín smirked as he pulled your panties to the side, he grabbed his length rubbing your clit against his cock. And just with that..you screamed out in pleasure, your fluids splashing out, moaning his name out as fermín covered your mouth. Your eyes rolling back as he groaned loudly, shooting out his loads against you, half of it landing on his lower tummy. breathing heavily he grunted, he looked down at the mess. you were breathing heavily against his chest, shaking from the orgasm that just came out of you. “that was amazing..you did well for a first sexual inter course..” he said chuckling, you giggled. “why is it wet..” you said, he caressed your back and arm. “you squirted baby..” he said, you frowned still wondering so many things.
he chuckled kissing your forehead, “don’t worry..” he spoke, you nodded your head falling asleep almost. “nono..wake up, your brother could come home any second..” he said, you whined. “i don’t care if he finds out! i-i’m tired!” you said, he chuckled patting your butt. “babyy..” he spoke, you whined again, shaking your head. “lay on the other side..i have to clean up..” he said, you nodded your head laying on the other side. He put his boxers back on, you heard the front door open as you widened your eyes. “f-fer!” you whisper yelled, he quickly put his shirt on. “lay on the floor next to the bed.” he said, you nodded your head doing what he said. he quickly put your bra under his pillow including your shirt and skirt, you hid next to the bed as you heard footsteps approaching closer. fermín quickly, put the blanket in his basket before grabbing an extra doing his bed. the door opening.
“did you check on y/n?” Gavi said, fermín nodded his head. “Si, estaba dormida. Nunca salió.” (Yes, she was asleep. she never came out.) he spoke, he nodded his head as he closed the door. You poked your head up, “can i lay down now..” you whispered, he shook his head. “He’ll come back probably, just stay hiding.” He said, you rollled your eyes. You heard the door from his room close, you wobbily stood up and sat on the bed. “Do you want me to go to my room..” you said, he shook his head. You looked at him, “Where are my clothes..” you said looking around. He chuckled pulling them under his pillow, “i can just lend you a shirt..” he spoke, you nodded your head. He walked to his closet, you covered yourself with the blanket nearly falling asleep, he walked out with grey sweatpants as he sat down next to you. “Come on wake up..” he said, you sat up. “arms up.” he spoke. you lifted your arms up as he put the shirt over you, fixing it on you. You fell back onto the pillows, he laid next to you.
You moved next to him, laying your head on his chest. He wrapped his arms around you, “how’d you think of what we did..” he spoke, you looked up at him. “fun..” you mumbled, “..and tiring too..” you said, he chuckled. “good..now let’s sleep.” he said, kissing your forehead.
not so bad for being the sister of your brothers best friend.
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Insecurities —FC Barcelona.
summary: How would they react to your insecurities?
warnings: none. sad, angst.
Pedri.
He can't stand to hear you cry because you hate your body, he will do his best to help you with that.
Little things that will make you start to look at yourself differently. He really supports you, he wants to show you how much he likes you, that it's okay to love yourself and that you can do better. You are precious to Pedri and he understands that you are not sure of yourself, so he will love you for both of you.
You don't have to be ashamed with him, Pedri also sometimes has his issues with self-doubt and insecurity, so he understands you. But he doesn't want you to keep suffering, he's going to love you just the way you are. You don't have to be the prettiest, or the thinnest, or the tallest. You just have to be you and that's enough for him.
Ferran Torres.
Ferran really loves to take pictures of you, even when he knows you hate them because you never look good in them. But for him you look so beautiful that he can't help it and wants to make a monument with your photos.
He is aware of your hatred of seeing yourself in photos or mirrors but he wants you to get over it, he wants to help you to be able to see yourself without hating yourself. Ferran loves you so much and obviously doesn't like to see you suffering, image is not everything. He cares about your well being, your mental health, your soul and your heart.
He will show all his love for you, kisses, caresses, hugs that will make you feel safe in his arms, sheltered and protected. He will upload pictures of you with beautiful phrases and will help you to overcome it little by little.
Pablo Gavi.
He is aware of all the effort you make every day to love yourself a little more, he is the reason why you do it and the person who supports you the most in that sense.
He understands your ups and downs that you usually have but he is glad that you alone can turn the situation around. He loves you just the way you are, no matter what you look like, he loves every part of your body and your personality. He doesn't want to burden you with it but if he could he would tell you at home second how beautiful you are on the outside and especially on the inside.
He hopes that together you can get through this, loving and supporting each other like you normally do. He can't wait to show you the immense love he has for you, make you feel loved, wanted and safe. That when you are with him, you can be you completely.
Joao Felix.
He really strives to help you love him every day, with his words, with his caresses, with his heart. Joao usually brings out his most romantic side when we talk about you.
You don't have to pretend to feel good with him, you can tell him anything you want, you can cry, you can just say nothing, Joao will be there for you. He will deny and help you understand that not everything is physical and that your mind is your strongest armor.
He fell in love with you in every possible way, he doesn't need you to be pretty, or tall, or slim, Joao wants to be your refuge, to love you and show you that he will be with you when you need him the most and that he will support you in everything.
Fermin Lopez.
He doesn't like to hear you say that you don't like such and such a thing about yourself, or that you would like to change something about yourself, he hates it. Because he loves every corner of you shamelessly, he admires you and is proud of who you are. He doesn't care about anything but your happiness and love.
Fermin thinks you are the most beautiful woman in the world, he chose you for a reason, everything about you made him fall in love. Neither your height, nor your weight, nor your skin color, nor your language define you. He knows your heart, your intentions, your abilities and that makes him fall in love with you every day.
Sometimes he thinks the world is too cruel and that no one should feel that way, so he will try to help you in any way he can, he wants you to know that he will be there for you no matter what and that he loves you more than anyone else.
Marc Guiu.
If there is someone who understands you, it is Marc. He is also a bit insecure with himself, you are still young and growing. Sometimes he thinks that he is not enough and that he could do better, that maybe you are too much for him. But you know how to support each other in spite of that.
Marc loves you with all your problems and insecurities, just as you love him. You don't need anything but your love for each other to survive. You learned to know each other, to understand each other, to listen to each other and most importantly to love each other.
You are both so secure when you are together, when you laugh, when you kiss, when you love each other, when you are yourselves.Your hearts will grow stronger and your minds will heal little by little as long as you have each other.
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Can you write one where reader teases Fermin because he’s pretty short 🤏🏼 compared to other players and Fermin takes it too seriously and becomes insecure and then reader tells him it’s not a big deal and that she loves him being a shortie with a big ass 🍑 or smth like that with fluff in the end ☺️
Thank you
Warnings: A tiny bit of d*ck sizes conversation, hints of morning love, mentions of Fermín's big ass (Yes, that's a warning); mr. sunshine is a bit insecure 'cus of his height in the fic, nothing major or explicit happens
Lack and Excess -F.L16
Summary: Your boyfriend's insecure about his height but don't worry, you reassure him that despite his short height you love him either way
"Let me get that for you, preciosa" You hear your ten months boyfriend say, you were making some lunch seeing as your parents and two younger siblings were coming over to have a nice evening with you and your boyfriend, Fermín at his house.
"It's okay, mi amor. I can get that"
"Shush" He said tapping your bum softly
"¡Fermín!" He laughs winking at you as he extends his arm to reach for the plates, however his fingers couldn't reach them. He sighed and got on his tip toes managing to bring them down and in front of you
"Seeing as you want to help" You began with a smile "I need your help to bring down here that salad bowl"
"No worries"
"But you can actually lift me up so I can pull it down"
"I can do that" You give him a look
"Venga amor, it's not time to show anything. It'll be easier and faster if you lift me up, my parents are going to be here in approximately thirty minutes and I still need to get ready"
"I'll be fast, don't worry. I'll just go, grab it and give it to you so you can do that delicious salad I'm already dreaming of" You smile blushing at his comment
"Rápido, López" (Quick, López) He got in front of the counter and got on his tip toes but still with that he couldn't reach the bowl
After a few minutes of trying and even jumping a bit, he turned to you and mentioned for you to come "Done?" You asked but he didn't said anything, in fact, he didn't even looked at you, only at the floor.
You felt his arms wrap around your waist and pull you up, your hands instantly went to his shoulders, you grabbed the bowl and a few seconds later he pulled you back on your feet.
"Gracias" (Thank you) He hums still not looking at you, you kissed his cheek several times to thank him; you can clearly sense that he got upset "Fer" You call him forgetting about the salad
"What's up, amor?"
"Are you upset?"
"Why would I be?"
"Let me rephrase that... I know you're upset what I don't know, it's why. You were sunshine-smiling a few seconds ago and now you have this angry face"
"You don't know if I'm upset"
"We may not have ten years together yet but we do have ten months and during those months I have been dating you, I got to know you and everything about you. I know how to read you. I know when something's bothering you, I know when you're happy, I know when you wanna leave a place, I know when you wanna cry, when you're mad, everything Fermín. And you do the same for me. Please, tell me why are you upset?"
He looked at you and the looked at the floor "Because I'm short" He mumbles
"Ah?"
"Because I'm short" He repeats again
"What does it have with you being short?"
"Everything. It has everything. On the pitch I can't do most headers, it's really putting me off people are doubting me because of that and now off pitch, I can't even bring down to my girlfriend a simple salad bowl. Can you believe that?"
"It's also normal for girls to have short boyfriends, I don't understand what you're going for"
"Why did you choose me?"
"What do you mean?"
"I have seen your ex boyfriend's, Y/N. All of them are at least two heads taller than me"
"So what? Fer, I don't care about their heights, I don't even care about yours! And please don't get me wrong, I love you and your height, I meant it as I don't really pay attention to it, yes, we're almost the same height with you being a few inches taller than me, so what? Yes, my exes's were way more taller than me but so what? They also called me little and I felt insecure in that time but I don't care about it now. You shouldn't care about what other people might say about you, you know who you are and what you are. Your family and friends know that too. I know that too. And that's all it should matter to you"
"You're perfect just the way you are, mi amor. I'm short and that's the way I'll be. You're short and that's how you'll be. However, we as a couple can help each other and be one single tall person. That's good for me and it should also be good for you, Fer"
"It is"
"It doesn't look like"
"You gotta understand me, preciosa. I see all these couples where the girl can't do something and the guy is always there to help her, I wanna be that for you but I can't because I'm short"
"We're an unique couple and we don't need for the other to do all the work, like I said we can do the work together" You smile "I really like the fact we're almost the same height and you may be small but you have such a big heart, a big personality, you're a big person in general; what you lack in height you make up for with other things" You say and soon you see a smile coming to Fermín's face
"What other things?" He wraps his arms around you bringing you into him
"Such a dirty minded you are!" He laughs "But you do have a big ass and I love my shortie bofyriend with big ass"
"And what about my-?"
"You know I love him and his size as well" You cut him off with a big smile on your face and some blush covering your cheeks
"I love how shy you can get when you were going at it this morning"
"Shut up" You hit his chest softly "I love you, all of you" You put emphasis on your words making him smile widely "I gotta go and shower" You slap his bum twice before receiving a few slaps back, you smile and kiss his lips
"Can I join you?"
"No!"
"Why not"
"My parents will be here anytime"
"Oh come on!"
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Kissed By The Pool - Fermín López
Authors note: send me some requests!
WC: 700+
warnings: incorrect grammar (probably), intended lowercase, my first language isn't english so if you notice any mistakes please tell me, just fluff!
summary: You and Fermín, childhood friends on holiday, find yourselves caught in a moment of realization on a family vacation.
you and fermín have been inseparable since you were born, your parents were friends and you've basically grown up together. you two even had your first kiss together with the excuse of just getting over with the whole firsts thing. truth is you liked fermín a lot and not just in a friends way. your mother who knew about your little crush, often told you to just go for it. according to her, he wouldn't reject you and even if he does, you guys would still remain good friends. however, that's not what you desired. you wanted something more than just being good friends.
currently you guys were on a holiday with your parents and as you both relax by the poolside of the grand mansion, surrounded by its luxurious beauty, a feeling of peace settles over you. the mansion is stunning, with its beautiful gardens and sparkling pool, making it the perfect place for a vacation filled with relaxation and fun. it even had a tiny football pitch. your families are laughing and chatting together, adding to the joyous atmosphere. It's wonderful to spend time with them in such a beautiful place, away from the usual busyness of life.
you both decide to take a dip in the pool, enjoying the refreshing water and each other's company. splashing around and sharing jokes, you feel closer to fermín than ever before. his laughter is like music, filling you with happiness and a sense of belonging.
"it's amazing here, isn't it?" fermín says, looking around with awe. "i never thought we'd get to experience something like this."
"i agree, it's surreal but i'm grateful for this time together" you reply, meeting his gaze with a smile.
fermín's smile is gentle, his eyes reflecting the shimmering surface of the pool. "me too. it's moments like these that remind me how lucky i am to have you in my life." your heart swells with warmth at fermín's words, his sincerity touching you deeply. "i feel the same way," you reply, your voice soft with emotion. "you've always been there for me, too. through thick and thin."
as fermín's words linger in the air, a comfortable silence settles between you, like a warm blanket wrapping around your shared moment. the only sound is the gentle lapping of water against the poolside and the distant hum of cicadas in the surrounding gardens. you become aware of the soft murmur of voices as the rest of your families wander off, drawn to other activities around the estate. their laughter and chatter fade into the background, leaving you and fermín in a cocoon of tranquility, undisturbed by the outside world.
the comfortable silence is broken by his voice, soft yet weighted with meaning.
"you know, it's funny," fermín begins, his gaze meeting yours with a hint of vulnerability. "i've always liked you more than just a friend."
his words hang in the air, sparking a cascade of emotions within you. surprise, hope, and a flutter of excitement mingle as you process his confession.
a soft smile tugs at the corners of your lips, mirroring the warmth that blooms in your chest. "i...i never knew," you admit, your voice barely above a whisper.
fermín's eyes soften, a mixture of fondness and sincerity shining in their depths. "and you know what's even funnier? my parents always thought that we would end up together by the time high school ended."
as the weight of fermín's confession settles between you, the air crackles with anticipation, a palpable tension hanging between your shared gaze. with a soft smile, he reaches out, his hand gently cupping your cheek, his touch tender and reassuring.
in that moment, time seems to stand still as you lean into his touch, your heart pounding in your chest. with a silent understanding, you close the distance between you, the warmth of his breath mingling with yours as your lips meet in a gentle, loving kiss.
it's a sweet, tender moment, filled with a depth of emotion that words could never fully capture. in that fleeting instant, the world falls away, leaving only the two of you, lost in the sweetness of the moment.
As you pull back, your eyes meet, a shared smile lighting up your faces. In that simple exchange of affection, you find solace and reassurance, knowing that whatever the future may hold, you'll face it together, hand in hand.
#fermin lopez#fermin lopez x reader#fc barcelona#fermin#fermin lopez fluff#fermin lopez oneshot#football
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Need You
omg this was heartbreaking and cute to write at the same time, thank you so much for the request!! you can keep them coming and i can try my best 💕
also, slowly becoming a fermin fan acc but no complaining tho lol
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pairing: Fermin Lopez x Y/N
summary: Fermin let the fame get to his head and wanted a break, that was 2 months ago. One night he’s pulled out of sleep by a phone call from a hospital saying you’ve been in an accident
genre: angst to fluff
warnings: mentions of car accident, bruises and sprained ankle but nothing too graphic
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Fermin woke up to his phone buzzing constantly. The first time he tried to ignore it and not let it get to him but it started ringing again soon. He huffed with annoyance and reached for his bedside table. The number looked ordinary, he didn’t have it saved and he wasn’t planning on answering a crazy fan’s call at 2 in the morning. He let the buzzing stop and left the phone back trying to go back to sleep but something in him worried, with a loud sigh he reached over again typing the number on his search engine finding it belonged to a local hospital in Barcelona. His heart started racing, his initial thought was Pablo but he was okay at the match today so why was a hospital calling him at this hour?
He tried calling the number back but it went straight to a prerecorded message, Fermin was stressed until the phone connected to the reception.
“Hello, this is Alana from Hospital Clinic. How can I help you?” she asked
“Hey, um, I was just called from this number twice. Can I know the reason?” he said fidgeting with his hand trying to understand if it was just a misunderstanding.
“Can I have your name?”
“Fermin Lopez.” Fermin hesitatingly said, he was recently getting recognition from football fans and was also kind of overwhelmed with it.
“Oh yes, I found it Mr Lopez. It looks like your girlfriend Ms Y/N was in an accident, we tried reaching her family members first, they said they’d come as soon as possible but since they’re out of Barcelona it could take a while and you’re just below them on the emergency call list.”
Fermin listened but after he heard about you in an accident he lost focus, everything the woman said going unnoticed by him. If he thought about it, you weren’t his girlfriend anymore, he said he needed a break but hadn’t tried to reach you ever again. It’s been 2 months with no contact other than the night you called him drunk and cursed him for how easy he let you go and he took your scolding, he knew he deserved it and he also wanted you to be safe so he stayed on the phone with you until you went inside your apartment saying he’d call you to have a proper conversation. He didn’t.
He chickened out, he knew you were head over heels for him, that you’d do anything for him but he was just debuting in first team and his career just took off and everyone kept reminding him that he’s too young for this. He should just focus on his football and girls shouldn’t be a priority. He couldn’t do anything he wanted if he’s tied down at 21 and he let those intrusive thoughts get in his head and became irritated with your presence in his life.
He hated himself for it but couldn’t help himself and picked fights constantly tiring both of you. He’d became cold and distant, forgetting important dates and choosing to go out. Even then you tried to keep the relationship going but everyone has their limits and he crossed yours when he forgot your presentation for your finals. It was the most important thing in your whole academic life and he promised to be there but forgot, prompting your biggest fight ever. That’s when he proposed taking a break until he figured himself out, as he hated the state he put your relationship through. You didn’t even fight him on it, just accepted and went upstairs to gather your belongings. He stood still on his place on the sofa not trusting his legs to work if he’d stand up. You came out the room soon and said goodbye to him, kissing his lips one last time and left your keys on the dresser shutting the door behind you. Fermin still remembered that feeling he felt once he realized you really left, he thought it’d be relief as this is what he wanted all along but it wasn’t. It was pure pain.
“Mr Lopez?” the woman at the end of the line repeated as Fermin was too lost to speak.
“Is she okay?” he asked with a trembling voice. He couldn’t believe something this bad can happen to an angel like you.
“Unfortunately I can’t discuss her state on the phone but she’ll be okay, our best doctors are taking care of her.”
Fermin was already up trying to find any pieces of clothing to throw on as he was just in his boxers. He checked the location on his phone and thanked the receptionist quickly ending the call. He didn’t even realize how much he was shaking until he sat behind the wheel. He had tears on his face and in his eyes occasionally blurring his vision for a second until he finally made it to the hospital. He was shocked that he could drive without getting in an accident himself. He couldn’t lose her, there was no way he could lose her. Even though he knew he didn’t deserve you in the slightest, he loved you with his whole heart. You were his first real girlfriend, his first love, even after all the stupid things he did to push you away he knew you’re his person and he’d do anything for you.
He quickly ran to the reception who asked him for ID and sent him to your floor.
“Room 203” he whispered to himself as the elevator doors opened and he rushed over. A nurse was just coming out of your room with charts in her hand and he stopped her frantically.
“Is she okay? Is Y/N okay?”
The nurse was startled but she was used to seeing people going crazy for their loved ones.
“Yes, don’t worry she just has some minor bruises on her face and body and a sprained ankle. She’ll be here tonight but tomorrow after the doctor clears her she’ll be good to go.” the nurse smiled but Fermin couldn’t bring himself to return the kindness. All he could do was feel relieved, she was okay.
“Can I go in?” he asked
“Um, she should really get some rest. It’s been traumatizing for her.”
“Look I need to see her, I need to make sure she’s okay.” he pleaded and the nurse finally gave in opening the door to let Fermin in.
“Fine but not for too long, she needs some sleep.”
Fermin nodded and took a deep breath, it just dawned on him that this was the first time he’d be seeing you in two months and he was so distraught to even think if she’d want him there or not. Maybe she hated him.
Fermin even thought about turning back and just waiting in the hall but he really needed to see with his own eyes that you were good so he pushed the door further, wishing he had peonies to bring you. They were always your favorite.
“Fermin?” you asked clearly shocked seeing him walk in. Your face had some red and purple marks and your foot was in a big black boot elevated. You looked so beaten and tired but Fermin could swear you’ve never looked so good. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you, even when you were apart he tried not looking you up. He didn’t want to go down that rabbit hole and he knew if he started he couldn’t stop until he was begging on his knees at your doorstep.
“Mi vida.” he hesitantly said as he stood by the door afraid to come closer even though everything in him wanted to hug you and kiss you.
“What are you doing here?” you asked. If this was under any other circumstances you’d be pissed at him but you were feeling so ran down that you were just relieved to see him. You were in Barcelona for uni and your parents were back in Sevilla, you only had friends here. Well, and Fermin but not anymore.
“The hospital called.” he said and as scared as he was, he walked over to your bed and sat down on the chair next to it. You could see him lift his hand and then retract it until he just went for it and held your free hand. The other one had a tube in it.
As soon as your hands touched you felt your eyes tearing, you were too weak to hold them in.
“No no no please don’t cry. You’re okay, I’m here please don’t cry cariño.” he tried reassuring you.
“I hate you.” you murmured but leaned in his touch, it was like your mind and body were fighting each other but no matter how angry you were at him you were happy to see him.
You knew he loved you and that’s the reason your break was so painful, you knew this was just a phase but he wouldn’t let you help. He just pushed and pushed you until you were out of his life.
“I know. I know and I’m so sorry but I’m here now and I’m never leaving again. Y/N I know I can never undo what I did but I’m willing to try everything. I can give you as much space and time as you need, I just want to be with you and I can’t stand being far anymore. I’ll take care of you and I’ll do anything for you.” he ranted with tears in his eyes and kissed every single one of your knuckles.
You wanted to act tough, you wanted to make him pay for not giving you enough attention, making you feel insignificant but in this state there wasn’t much you could do other than relying on his words. You never wanted to be apart anyway and he said he was willing to do the work this time so you believed him. Maybe it was naive of you to do, but you did. You loved him.
That night Fermin never left your side, he held your hand until you fell asleep and when you woke up he was still there watching you with dried tears on his face. His hair disheveled, eyes bloodshot and bags under them but he never looked more handsome to you.
“You need to sleep, don’t you have practice in the morning?” you asked as you slowly came to your senses.
“No, what I need is for you to be okay. Everything else can wait.” he said while placing a kiss on your temple and you smiled at him, it had been a long time since you felt that at peace and it was ironic as you were at a hospital bed.
“I also talked to your sister, they’re going to be here today. It’s the earliest flight they could find.”
You smiled up at him, you were feeling a lot better with little pain left and couldn’t wait to be out of this room.
“Did the doctor say when can I go home?” you asked excited to see your family again.
“Yes, he was in here earlier and said as soon as you woke up he’d come and check. Then we’re free to go.”
Just as he finished talking the doctor walked in and asked you some questions about your injuries and looked at his charts.
“Well, I think you’re ready to be discharged Y/N” he smiled and Fermin helped you get up. You still had to use crutches for a while but other than that you were feeling fine.
Even though you tried to argue, Fermin found a wheelchair and brought it to you just for you to get out of the hospital. He was being over affectionate and helpful and you couldn’t help but feel blessed. You knew you had to have a long talk about what happened but right now you were happy to have him back.
“Wait, don’t you dare get up!” he said as you reached his car. You were about to ask him what until you felt his hands under your knees and on your back carrying you bridal style to his car. You missed him lifting you like a feather, you felt so good when he flexed his muscles like that.
You blushed a little when he placed you down and reached for your seatbelt even though you were perfectly capable of doing it yourself, as he buckled you in you couldn’t fight the urge to lean in and kiss him. He was shocked for a second and you thought maybe you misread the situation but soon his hands found your cheeks delicately holding you while deepening the kiss. You knew this was a hospital and you needed to be respectful but his lips on yours made your world stop, it was just you two. He backed off with a smile on his lips. You pouted a little but that changed when he pressed kisses all around your face and your new bruises. You felt safe and sound.
“Where are you going?” you asked when he started the car. “You don’t even know where I live.”
He turned to you looking a little unsure about what he was about to say.
“I was hoping I could bring you home. Like, our home.”
You thought about it for a second.
“I know I said I’d respect your boundaries and wait and I will I promise but I can’t let you be out of my sight ever again Y/N and I’ll do anything to make you feel at ease, I can sleep in the guest room as long as you want me to. Also, your parents have already been there. That’s our home and I’d do anything to prove it.”
You weighed your options, you could go to your 1 bed hundred year old apartment and be miserable with your parents and sister coming in and be far away from Fermin or you could do what your heart wants to and accept his offer and go back to the only place you’d consider home. With him.
“Vale, take me home Fermin.” you smiled and he smiled even more holding your hand and pulling it over to him kissing every bit of it.
“Thank you, thank you for not giving up on me.” he said.
“Thank you for being there for me when I needed you.”
#football#football imagine#football x reader#football x y/n#football oneshot#football x you#football blurb#football one shot#fc barcelona#football angst#football fluff#fermin lopez blurb#fermin lopez angst#fermin lopez one shot#fermin lopez x you#fermin lopez fluff#fermin lopez imagine#fermin lopez x reader#fermin lopez
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Heyyy! Could you write an imagine with Gavi where Y/N is a professional ice skater? And she's like super competitive and when she makes all those tricks Gavi fears that she will fall but she doesn't. Something fluff idk 🥺😭<3
his figure skater - pablo gavi
summary: gavi loves the sport you do, but worries you‘ll hurt yourself
genre: fluff
a/n: what a cute request:3 i don‘t know much about figure skating, but tried my best:p
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„You look like you’re about to freeze to death.“ You laughed when you saw Gavi sit there with his puffer jacket, the hood pulled up and the zipper up to his chin.
„Yeah that’s because I am soon. How are you not freezing?“ He grinned, placing his hands into the pockets, shifting around to keep himself warm.
„I‘m used to it, besides if I would just sit there like you do, I‘d be freezing too.“ You countered with a smirk and kissed his cheek before going back onto the ice rink.
„I would‘ve broken my leg the second I stepped a foot on the ice! Also, I‘m not allowed to do dangerous sports says my contract.“ He shouted after you, but you just waved him off with a grin, continuing with your practice.
An important competition was approaching and you did everything you could to be in top form and win.
You were on the ice training everyday, sometimes going to the gym afterwards, practicing you routine over and over again until you hit perfection. Gavi admired your determination, happy that his girlfriend is also a professional athlete.
Ever since you’ve met him, he was proud of how good you were but also just so worried. You worked hard to be a professional athlete in the competitive sport, but he was just so scared you would once fall and hurt yourself badly.
Like today, Gavi stopped by after his own practice, waiting for you to finish. He could barely watch. These flips and tricks made him feel dizzy only from looking. Seeing you fall from time to time bruising your knees made him wide his eyes in worry.
Still, he supported you and was coming to your competitions if he had the time.
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„Gavi it’s just a bruise, it only hurts if you keep pressing your finger on it.“ You chuckled, slapping his hand away from the purple splotch.
Your boyfriend saw the rather large bruise on your hip after you emerged from a shower, immediately stumbling over to you, asking where it was from.
„I don’t like seeing you hurt yourself. I feel nauseous when I see you lay there on the ice after a fall.“ Gavi spoke, tracing your bruise with his fingers subconsciously. „Also, I‘ve heard if you get bruise after bruise on the same spot, it can lead to inflammations.” He lectured and pulled you closer.
„Baby this is my job. Falling is a part of the process, like fouling in football. And who told you about that bruise thing?” You asked with a chuckle, scooting closer to him in bed.
„I‘ve read it online…” Gavi mumbled, arranging the duvet for you two.
You‘ve told him countless times it didn’t hurt and that you were used to it, but he just wouldn’t listen.
„Imagine how I feel when you put your head where others put their feet.“ You continued, which got him thinking. Gavi understood what you were on about and acknowledged the fact that his sport could be dangerous too.
Since that night, Gavi didn’t express his worries vocally anymore, not wanting to stress you out too much. Still, he bit his nails while you were competing, just like you were doing during his games.
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„Be careful ok?“ Gavi had asked you just before it was time for you to compete. You nodded and kissed him quickly. The music blasted through the speakers, making you fade out everything around you. Gavi bounced his leg nervously watching you twirl and jump around the ice rink. You executed your routine perfectly, not one ounce of nervousness showing.
Gavi was the first one who started cheering as the song was over, whistling while you smiled proudly towards the judges.
Your boyfriend was already waiting for you, embracing you in his arms. Your face was mushed against his chest, giggling at how Gavi swayed you from side to side.
„You were amazing.“ He spoke, finally letting go to place a sweet kiss on your lips.
„Thank you. You weren’t worried?“ You asked, already knowing his answer but asking anyway.
„Of course I was. I was shitting my pants the whole time.“
People turned their heads as you two erupted in laughter at Gavi‘s comment, but walked hand in hand outside, not feeling bothered by their looks.
#gavi x reader#pablo gavi x reader#pablo gavi#gavi one shot#gavi#fc barcelona#barça#football one shot#football x reader#fcb#fermin lopez x reader#pedri x reader#pedri
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