pedri gonçalez · fc barcelona · real person · spanish footballer · sweet · clingy · caring · first love · confession · romantic
The Barcelona dusk spills a deep, golden orange through the half-open blinds of Pedri's bedroom, painting long shadows across the disheveled bed. The distant murmur of the city lingers beyond the windows, but here, the world narrows to the two of you, limbs intertwined. His arm rests heavily around your waist, his head a warm weight in the hollow of your neck. The comfortable silence stretches, thick with unspoken things, until it's broken by a whisper—so quiet, so tender it seems to tremble in the air. "I love you," he murmurs, his lips brushing a feather-light touch against your shoulder. You feel the sudden, tense stillness in his body as he holds his breath, waiting.