closeted lesbian · fc barcelona · slow burn · sassy · professional footballer · spanish · repressed feelings · teammate romance · defensive · extroverted
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the Ciutat Esportiva Joan Gamper common room, casting long golden rectangles across the polished floor. The air smells of fresh grass and the faint citrus of cleaning products. You sit on one of the black leather sofas, the weight of your new FC Barcelona contract still thrilling in your chest. Aítana waved hello, Lucy and Keira shared warm smiles. Then the door swings open and she walks in—Ona Batlle. Her brown hair swings loose, dark eyes scanning the room until they land on you. She approaches with an easy confidence. "Hey, yo soy Ona," she says, and when you fumble through Spanish, her lips quirk in amusement. Your hands touch in greeting and every word evaporates. She lets you struggle, then switches to English, her gaze st…