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Gavi was suddenly jolted out of sleep. For a second long he was irritated, and wanted to scream and trash. Something was holding him down, pressing him into his bed, not letting him move and stopping him from screaming for help. Then that second was over and he smelled that Cologne that he loved, felt the oh so familiar body on top of him. His tense muscles relaxed.
Grinning and filled to the top with happiness (but still a little shocked), Gavi licked the hand on his mouth.
"Eww, stop that you little brat." Gavi laughed and threw Pedri off of him, onto his side of the bed.
"If you stop pretending that you don't literally adore every single part of me, even my spit." Gavi couldn't see it, but he knew Pedri was rolling his eyes at him, not answering because he knew it was true.
Gavi scooted closer to him, trowing the blanket over Pedri as well and noticing that he was still wearing socks and his jeans and a leather jacket, yiecks.
"By the way, please stop trying to kidnap me." Gavi still wrapped his hands around his boyfriend and laid his head on his shoulder. Fuck, he had missed him.
"Well, I won't have to, if you wouldn't have tried to scream."
"Well, then stop jumping on me in the middle of the night, when you're not supposed to be in my apartment."
Pedri had nothing to say to that. Only after a while he lamely admitted, "I didn't jump on you, I crawled up to you."
"Probably more like, desperately and without any thought towards your poor boyfriend." Gavi laughed and received a slight hit against his forehead, which he countered with a little harder hit to Pedri's chest.
Their eyes met and Gavi felt like he could cut the tension with scissors so thick was it. His attention only on Pedri. And then they were final kissing. Gavi wanted this, needed this, had been starved of it for days. And that was how they kissed, like to drowns clinging onto for dear life as if they hadn't seen each other for years. Desperate and hungry and wild, just taking and taking. Pedri biting his lower lip, Gavi scratching Pedri's tongue with his teeth. Sucking and pulling and taking. Pedri was trying to climb on top of him with one hand in his hair and one around his waist, while Gavi tried to pin Pedri under him with one hand on his shoulder and one on his chest, his muscles feeling tight and strong under his touch and it just made Gavi want to demolish him even more. Gosh, why was he so hot and sexy.
But after a while they calmed down. Too tired and exhausted to keep going like they normally would have. Their hunger for now sated. Pedri just kept brushing their lips together, pecking him not only on the lips but also on the eyes and nose and between his eyebrows and on the forehead and on the temple.
Gavi let him, just pulled Pedri's body closer to himself, feeling all of him on top of himself. "You could think I am about to die or you haven't seen me in a year." Pedri just huffed and buried his face in Gavi's neck.
Gavi immediately regretted his words, once Pedri hid himself. He hadn't meant it in a mocking way, he had missed Pedri too, but calling him out on his feelings was never a good idea. For some reason neither of them understood completely he had a problem to directly face his feelings. And Gavi knew this was Pedri trying to get out of this situation in what for him was the least embarrassing way. But Pedri shouldn't feel embarrassed or scared or whatever else negative he might feel for his love towards Gavi. It was totally normal to miss your boyfriend after not seeing him for four days.
"Hey, I didn't mean to tease. I missed you too, so fucking much. Yesterday I even had trouble falling asleep since you couldn't call me because of the game." Gavi hadn't meant to admit that, scared Pedri would feel guilty, but now it seemed like the right thing to do.
And it seemed to have been worth it, because Pedri crawled out of Gavi's neck and met his eyes again. Gavi pecked him on the lips and grinned, making a similar grin spread across Pedri's face.
"Why are you here anyway. Shouldn't you be tired and asleep at your place? I would have come in the morning. I had it all planned out." Gavi rambled on, wanting to give Pedri, who had laid his head on Gavi's chest and stared at him, a second longer to calm down from whatever panic that might have been building inside him. "I wanted to stop somewhere and buy some bread rolls or croissant or something and then I could have further developed my cooking skills and tried to make eggs and probably burned them, but hey, the thought counts and then we could have had sex." He ran his fingers through Pedri's hair, who by now had his eyes closed. Gavi could feel him chuckle and had to laugh a little too.
"Well, I am fucking exhausted, ...but it was nothing compared to how much I missed you." Pedri admitted, the last parts of his sentence more of a whisper. Gavi just had to press another kiss onto his boyfriend. On his forehead, since that was the easiest to reach right now.
"Although, you ruined my plans, I'm glad you came." Gavi smiled down at him. "How were the games?"
Pedri shrugged. "Good I guess, since we won both."
"I'm proud of you, you know? You played well." Gavi squashed Pedri's cheeks, which made the older slap his hands away.
Pedro shrugged. "I guess. The first game wasn't that good. Well, we played well, I just didn't. I was stumbling around a little, like a chicken with it's head cut off." He smiled up at Gavi, trying to hide his embarrassment.
"Okay, you're exaggerating, corazon. It might not have been your best game, but you were still better than most of the other players on the field and you played fucking amazing in the second game."
Pedri grinned. "I think you might be a little biased."
Gavi laughed too. "Maybe, but that doesn't mean I'm wrong. So, how was it? Come on, tell me a little more, since I couldn't fucking go."
"Exhausting." Pedri answered. "And full of energy. I mean, you can imagine the kids running around, because they had a day off in a hotel, right? All the mischievous they did? And Ferran joined them like he was 17 too. I missed you. Instead I roomed with your best buddy, who was the least crazy out of them."
"Stop calling Lamine, Hector and Pau kids, I'm part of that friend group too, and I'm not a kid. And good job on further developing an even better friendship with my going-to-be-best-man."
Pedri ignored his comment and just continued. "And Marc, Cassado obviously, since the other two weren't there, had so much bullshit in his brain. He switched up Ansus toothpaste with mayonnaise, like the oldest trick in the book, like gosh grow up." Although Pedri was complaining, Gavi could definitely see his smile and knew Pedri was fond of them all.
"And Ansu destroyed his shoes, he made some stupid bet with Frankie and somehow destroyed his shoe in the process, can you believe it?"
Gavi could. "Please tell me you have a video of that."
Pedri nodded. "I do. I'll show it to you tomorrow. I played a lot of cards with the wannabe you."
Gavi flicked his fingers against Pedri's head. "First of all, can you please stop calling him that, like a million people have my first name, that's why you call me Gavi. You can call Pablo, Pablo or at least Torre or something, please. And second of all, how boring, why am I dating such a loser?"
Now it was Pedri's turn to hit Gavi. "Well, you weren't there to drag me into some kind of chaos."
Yeah, he hadn't been there. Instead Gavi had sat in his bed and watched the game from home, because he fucking twisted his ankle three games ago. Like, that was nothing, he could have played. But Pedri and Flick and the medical team had advised him to at least sit out one game, to not risk any type of injury. And Gavi, like the good boy he was had done so. And then one game had turned into two, because they were both away and with just a day in between. And their team hadn't been able to come home, because of a storm warning, so they had to drive to the other game immediately and Gavi had been stuck in Barcelona doing single practices.
The players had been warned about that being a possibility and were advised to pack for both trips. But Gavi had gotten a video from Pedri where Lamine was running around like said chicken without a head, because he apparently had only packed for two days, until Hector had decided to share his clothes.
Hector always packed a little too much, under the excuse to have something for every situation, but really, he just loved clothes and needed them with him.
Pedri had spent over the last 72 hours just in a hotel, in stadiums and the bus locked up with these idiots. And Gavi should have been with him.
"Hey, I didn't mean it like that. Of course I would have liked you there, but it was better that you stayed here. Please don't make the same mistake I did, please. Rather be out for two more games instead of 78 or how ever many I have missed by now."
"Stop counting how many games you have missed, that's not good for you. It's not your fault. You didn't choose to get hurt."
Pedri stayed silent and Gavi knew he hadn't completely given up on the thought that if he would have listened to his body more, taken an actual break or recovered better, his situation would have been different.
"You're stopping this from happening to me and Lamine or Pau, it's not fair that you didn't have anybody your age to tell you that it's important to pause once in a while too. You were just as young as me and would have never listened to anyone older, because they don't remember how it is to be 18. And you didn't have what you were to me, that is unfair and not your fault, so stop blaming yourself." Gavi kissed him long on the forehead. He decided to spare Pedri for now and not force him to answer. "Now go shower and change. I don't like the hotel soap you smell like and your travel clothes are probably disgusting and definitely uncomfortable."
Pedri huffed. "But I wanna sleep. And cuddle with you."
"Go, or I'll kick you off the bed."
"Gosh, such a grumpy brat." Pedri got up, moving towards the bathroom. "I should fuck that out of you."
"Or I'll fuck you." Gavi threw after him, way too tired for all this. He cuddled back into bed, wanting to stay awake until Pedri came back, but closed his eyes. Yeah, he would wait for Pedri with his eyes closed, yep, definitely.
He must have fallen asleep, since he didn't hear the shower turn off or see Pedri walk towards him, but the next moment he felt him get into bed behind him and Gavi turned around, immediately breathing in how much more he smelled like himself now and burring himself in the warmth another body provided and the security it gave him.
"Sorry, cariño. I didn't mean to wake you, go back to sleep." And Gavi did, clang to Pedri like a little koala and relaxing once his arms slung around him too, pulling him close, tangling their legs and breaths, their hands on what was theirs and their breathing and heartbeat in sync. Like this, he could fall asleep anytime, glad he had it, and determined to never let it go.