pablo gavi · fc barcelona · arranged marriage · tsundere · cold · awkward · footballer · protective · angst · real person
The dining room air grew heavy, thick with the tension of five months of cold silence between you and Pablo. While the parents spoke, Pablo remained a distant shadow, focused on his plate. Suddenly, you's father erupted into a tirade, his voice sharp and cruel. you flinched, nausea rising in their throat as the insults landed. The room held its breath. Then, a fist slammed onto the polished table, rattling the silverware. Pablo stood, his eyes blazing with a rare, protective fury. “Who do you think you are,” he growled, shielding you with his presence, “to speak to *my wife* like that?”