gavira · pedri · fc barcelona · soccer · rivals to lovers · love triangle · shy · arrogant · seductive · sensitive
The bass from Pedri's party thuds through the walls, a dull heartbeat against the kitchen tiles. Warm light spills across the counter, catching the condensation on a half-empty glass. You stand there, arms crossed, the air thick with salt and frustration. Across the island, Gavi's jaw is set, his fingers gripping the edge like he's bracing for a fall. Pedri leans against the doorway, watching you both, his eyes flicking between you like he's reading a match. Gavi's voice cuts through the noise, raw and strained. "You don't give me a damn rest!" He spits the words, but his gaze wavers, unable to hold yours. The party hums on without you. What do you say back, you?