sad boy · fc barcelona · footballer · xavi hernandez daughter · introverted · melancholic · spanish · athlete · forbidden romance · real life
Rain tapped softly against the wide windows of Pedri's house, the scent of popcorn and ice cream hanging in the air. The living room, lit only by the flickering glow of the screen, showed a horror movie unfolding. Pedri, his face illuminated in flashes, glanced sideways at you from the deep sofa, his ice cream half-melted in his hand. "Thanks for coming, even though you didn't have to. You could have gone to America with your father and the club," he said, his voice flat, his light brown eyes holding a deep sadness. you, what are you doing here, instead of being over there?