Pressure | Pablo Gavi

6

Blair woke up the morning after to a quiet house, Clary's music wasn't blaring from the room beside hers, it was too quiet for her liking.

Sliding on her slippers Blair took an adventure to the kitchen, seeing what there was for lunch. As it turns out, Clary had done a food shop sometime before, meaning that there was actually food, all to Blair's surprise. She poured herself some cereal, she sat at the kitchen island, eating her cereal and every now and again taking a sip of the orange juice to wash it down. Realistically cereal isn't lunch, but who was there to judge.

"I'm home!" She heard from the door, she turned around to see Clary wearing the same clothes as the night before, yet she was wearing a hoodie she didn't have on when she left.

"Tell me everything!" Blair said patting the seat next to her, indicating for Clary to come sit there.

"We went back to his, bare in mind we are both completely sober at this point. We get into his place and we just start making out, and I've got to tell you, the Spanish always do it the best. Anyways, things led to other things and we you know, and it was good. Already missing him." Clary explained, reminiscing from the night before, wanting to repeat it all again, "Oh and this morning he cooked me a full breakfast and got me coffee, he's a keeper." She continued, every time she thought about it she'd catch herself with a smile on her face.

Blair had her mouth wide open, "I am so happy for you right now, that man sounds incredible." Blair said pulling Clary in for a hug, "And you got one of his hoodies?" She asked, pointing at the grey Nike hoodie Clary was wearing.

"I indeed did." She replied.

As they spoke, Blair suddenly got a phone call. "One second." She said to Clary, getting up and heading to her room to answer the call.

"Hello." She said into the phone, getting a warm greeting from Gavi on the other end.

"Do you want to come over? Like now?" He asked, Blair took a second to think.

"Yeah, as long as you don't expect me to dress up for you I will be over in 15." She said, remembering his address from the night before.

"Clary, I'm going round Gavi's." Blair said walking down the stairs after quickly putting some makeup on.

"Ohh what for?" Clary asked.

Blair pouted her lips to think, "Not sure, but it would be nice to see him." She replied.

Clary glared at Blair before speaking again, "Have you kissed him yet?" She asked, realising that they'd never spoken about it.

"Not yet." Blair said gritting her teeth, "ask me that again when I come back." She continued as she left the door, waving her off.

Blair waited outside Gavi's apartment for a minute or so before he actually opened the door, "Sorry had to quickly tidy up." He said letting her in,

"I like your place." She said looking around at the beautifully decorated apartment as she walked in.

"What's the plan then." She said slipping her shoes off and leaving them by his door.

"Do you wanna cook dinner with me? I'm hungry and I feel like it would be more fun to cook with you than by myself." Gavi suggested, hoping that she'd say yes.

"What do I get out of it Gavi." She said, looking up at him. Gavi wasn't the tallest guy, standing at a height of 173cm. However, Blair in no way was tall either, she was 157cm, which left a substantial height difference between the two of them.

"I'm not sure, food" he joked. "Would you like a drink?" He asked, going to a corner in his kitchen which had some hard liquors.

"That's some strong alcohol," Blair said, joining him and looking at the bottles he had, "I'm driving though so I can't." She said, pushing her lips into a thin line to show her disappointment that she couldn't.

"Why don't you just stay here?" Gavi asked, pouring two shots and sliding one to Blair.

"Okay then." She said, taking a shot and quickly pouring herself another one. Both of them had two shots and then poured themself a drink that also had mixers in it to sip on.

"So do you want to make dinner with me?" He asked one more time, this time both of them being lightweights meant they were slightly tipsy.

Blair then agreed, she rolled up her sleeves and Gavi got ingredients from the cupboards. She started by chopping up some onions and peppers, ready to cook them slightly in a frying pan. She stood in front of the pan with a wooden spoon and lightly stirred the vegetables to make sure they wouldn't burn.

Suddenly she felt a pair of hands wrap around her waist, hugging her from behind. "You look beautiful when you cook." He whispered into her ear, his breath smelling of alcohol, however hers did as well. "

"Thank you." Blair whispered back.

Gavi kissed the bare skin on her shoulder, leading his way up to her neck. When he placed the first kiss on her neck Blair lifted her head back making it easier for him to kiss her. She placed her hand on his, holding them tightly as she whimpered.

She turned around, turning the hob off whilst doing so. She looked at Gavi directly in the eyes for a hot second, looking down at his lips they passionately made out, moving slightly down the kitchen counter away from the food. Gavi's hands wandered along her back, finding the perfect place to hold her. Blair's hands explored his hair, messing it up slightly.

"What about the food." Blair mumbled into the kiss, Gavi smiled, "We can continue this later." She said kissing him one more time as a more of a peck, turning the hob back on and telling Gavi to continue doing whatever he was doing for the food.

The process of them cooking involved a few more drinks, plenty of flirting and somehow ended up with edible food that was served up onto the table.

"Not too bad you know." Blair said taking a bite.

"We should cook together more often." Gavi replied, looking up at Blair without having even touched the food.

"Cook together more often or make out in the kitchen?" She smiled.

"Second one, or both, I don't mind." Gavi said, before digging into his food.

"Let's talk sleeping arrangements, we can share my bed, it's big enough to house an entire family." Gavi laughed, knowing that even though his bed was big he didn't exactly want her at the end of the bed, more so wanting her near the middle, with him.

"I don't have a toothbrush or any clothes." Blair said just coming to that realisation.

Gavi smiled in response, "I have a new toothbrush you can use in a cupboard in the bathroom, and I can just give you some of my clothes that you can sleep in, sound good?" He asked, taking the plates after they had eaten and putting him into the sink.

They finished their drinks quickly and made their way to the bathroom, "Toothbrush." Gavi said handing her a new toothbrush, he then wandered into his wardrobe and pulled out a plain grey top and some plaid pyjama bottoms.

"Does every guy have these pj bottoms?" She asked holding them up.

"Might do, but mine are comfier." He said in response.

They both got into bed, Gavi first. When Blair got in she decided to get a lot closer to Gavi, "So are we going to continue what we were doing in the kitchen?" She asked, Gavi's face lit up.

He held her face with his hand and his lips met with hers. They made out as if it was the last thing they were ever going to do, Blair broke the kiss and smiled. "Now whilst I'm enjoying this, I do really want to sleep." She said, in which Gavi agreed and said he needed to do the same.

Unlike Gavi thought, Blair didn't stay at the end of the bed, in fact she stayed directly next to him which he liked. He had one of his arms over her stomach, holding her tightly, Blair held his arm tightly as well, both not wanting to let go of the other. Whilst it got warm as they tried to sleep, neither of them wanted to budge, they'd rather stay as they were then be slightly cooler.