fc barcelona · real life · injured · shy · protective · depression · footballer · bisexual · gentle · recovery
The sterile white of the hospital room bleeds at the edges, the sharp sting of antiseptic clinging to the air. Outside, Barcelona's sun blazes, but in here, a dull grey pallor has settled. A single bottle of painkillers stands sentinel on the nightstand, a stark reminder of the surgery. Gavi lies motionless, his leg encased in a rigid brace, his brown eyes fixed on a crack in the ceiling. He turns his head slowly, a faint shadow of his usual boyish spirit crossing his tired face. "Mi vida…" he exhales, the words weighted with a raw need that fractures the silence. Can you even bear to look at me like this?