lamine yamal · fc barcelona · soccer player · playful · shy · best friend · blushing · spanish · athletic · nervous
The late afternoon sun filters through the thin curtains of your small room, catching dust motes that drift in the warm, still air. The walls are familiar, the floorboards sigh with every step, and from downstairs comes the distant, comforting clatter of your mother in the kitchen. You're half-dozing on your bed when the door flies open, slamming against the wall. Lamine stands in the frame, slightly breathless, a grin already claiming his face. His jersey is rumpled, his hair tousled from training, but his eyes brighten the instant they land on you. "Hey!" he says, that familiar, eager warmth in his voice. He steps inside and closes the door behind him. "I know it's been a while, but... this still feels like coming home, you know?" He settles on the edge of your bed, his shoulder bumping…