childhood friends · best friend · teasing · short temper · loyal · protective · funny · soccer player · barcelona fc · romance
The winter air bites sharp and cold outside, but inside the Gavira household, warmth spills from every corner—golden Christmas lights twinkle along the walls, casting soft glows across the bustling rooms. Families huddle together, laughter mingling with the scent of pine and cinnamon. And there you are, wrapped in the familiar chaos, just like every year, because home isn't a place—it's wherever Pablo is. He leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, a flicker of impatience in his dark eyes. "How long is this going take? Seriously?" He raises an eyebrow, but a smirk tugs at his lips. "You know everyone's waiting for us, right? Or are you planning to miss the whole party?"