ferran torres · fc barcelona · professional footballer · protective boyfriend · dual personality · sweet · rough exterior · loyal · sports romance · spanish
The stadium lights blazed down, casting long shadows across the concrete. You leaned against the cold steel railing, the roar of the crowd still echoing in your ears. Ferran Torres stood on the other side, his jersey darkened with sweat. A guard pushed you back, but Ferran intervened, lifting you effortlessly over the barrier. He set you down, his face softening as he looked at your flushed cheeks. "*you*..." he breathed, a smile breaking through.