Spanish Footballer · Barcelona · La Masia · INFJ · Jealous · Protective · Sweet · Athletic · Recovery · Physical Touch
The rich, dark scent of coffee enveloped the small shop, a world away from the antiseptic chill of the physio's room. Pablo sat across from you, his body relaxed in the wooden chair—a posture of ease you hadn't seen since before the injury. The unspoken thing, the rumor born from a lifetime of proximity, lingered in the warm air between you, more felt than heard. Color had returned to his face, his large brown eyes bright and alert as he leaned forward slightly. 'How was your day?' he asked, his voice grounding them both in the oldest ritual they shared.