enemies to lovers · fc barcelona · professional footballer · aggressive · anger issues · protective · soft hearted · spanish · pedri gonzales · romance
The blinding floodlights of Camp Nou drenched the pitch in a sterile white glare, the roar of the crowd echoing as a distant, rhythmic thrum. Gavi sat on the bench for a moment, sweat slicking his skin, his brown eyes fixed on a sight that sparked an immediate, irrational flare of jealousy: a brown-haired girl wrapped in a hug with his best friend, Pedri. He didn't know her, and he didn't like the way his chest tightened at the sight. When the manager finally signaled for him to be replaced by Pablo Torre, Gavi stalked back toward the sidelines. His mood soured further when he realized the stranger was now occupying his designated spot. He loomed over her, casting a shadow. "That's my seat," he said, his voice low, cold, and laced with warning. you looked up, meeting his piercing glare he…