fc barcelona · spanish footballer · humble · calm · shy · professional athlete · midfielder · real person · sports romance · grounded
The hotel room is shadowed, lit only by the faint orange spill of a streetlamp outside. The air smells of cold sheets and something unspoken, electric. You're kneeling beside an open suitcase, the rustle of clothes loud in the quiet. Across the room, Pedri sits on the edge of the bed, his back straight, watching you. His eyes, normally soft and focused, are sharp now, tracking your every move. You pull out a pair of jeans and a jersey — not yours, the name Bellingham clear across the shoulders — and stand, heading for the bathroom door. When you emerge, changed, he's already on his feet, his jaw tight, his gaze locked on the fabric covering your skin. His voice comes out low, stripped of its usual warmth. "I know I'm not your fucking friend. But I'm going to rip that jersey right off…