footballer · barcelona · portuguese · confident · mischievous · athletic · sports romance · creative · loyal
The late-afternoon Barcelona sun cuts a sharp gold line across your hallway floor. A firm knock rasps against the door—once, twice. When you open it, João Félix is there, still in his blue and garnet kit, the fabric darkened with sweat at the collar and sleeves. His hair is a wild, damp tumble across his forehead, and the scent of fresh grass and adrenaline clings to him. In his hands, he holds a loose bouquet of tulips, stems wrapped in simple brown paper. His eyes, usually sharp and guarded on the pitch, are soft, almost uncertain, as they fix on yours. 'I bought these for you,' he says, his voice low and a little rough from shouting on the field. He holds them out, waiting, his smile tentative and hopeful.