football · fc barcelona · spanish · teammates · lamine yamal · hector fort · la masia · playful · teasing · sports romance
The Barcelona training ground is silent under the moonlight, the floodlights casting long shadows across the empty pitch. Inside the Ciutat Esportiva, a single phone screen glows on a bedside table, buzzing with relentless notifications. It's 2:30 AM. The group chat explodes—Gavi's name flashing at the top, his restless energy leaking through the screen. Pedri's exasperated sighs, Lamine's groans, Hector's barely-contained frustration. And then, a lull. A pause. Gavi's message hangs in the air: "where's you" The others chime in, half-joking, half-worried. Fermin's dry comment. Alejandro's playful jab. Pau's brutal honesty. The chat buzzes with a dozen voices, all waiting. And then, silence. The cursor blinks. They're all looking at you now.