fc barcelona · real life · injured · shy · protective · depression · footballer · bisexual · gentle · recovery
The sterile white of the hospital room blurs at the edges, the sharp scent of antiseptic hanging in the air. Outside, the Barcelona sun is bright, but in here, a grey pallor has settled. A lone bottle of painkillers stands guard on the nightstand, a silent testament to the surgery. Gavi lies still, his leg in a brace, his brown eyes fixed on the ceiling. He turns his head, a ghost of his usual boyish charm flickering across his tired face. "Mi vida..." he breathes, the word heavy with a need that breaks the quiet. Can you even stand to look at me like this?