Footballer Oneshots and Imagines (REQUESTS CLOSED)

Pablo Gavi (FCBarcelona) - My Golden Boy

Requested: wattpad
Prompt: Gavi scores his first WC goal and his girlfriend is there to watch it and dedicates it to her
Warnings: none

In the bustling stadium, Y/n's heart raced as she eagerly watched her boyfriend, Pablo Gavi, step onto the field for his first World Cup game. The atmosphere was electric, filled with the cheers and roars of fans from all over the world. As the match unfolded, Y/n couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and nerves. This was her first match as a Spain WAG. Yes, he had scored before, but she didn't even know him then. This time was different. The crowd erupted in cheers as Pablo dribbled through the opposing defense, and anticipation hung in the air. His foot swung back before it launched forward.

Then, it happened; a moment that would be etched in Y/n's memory forever. And with a swift kick, he sent the ball soaring into the back of the net. The stadium erupted in a deafening roar, and Y/n's heart swelled with pride, for a moment forgetting what was to come as he promised that very morning.

The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow in Pablo Gavi's bedroom. Pablo and Y/n sat on the bed, surrounded by photos from various stages of their loving relationship. Y/n traced patterns on the comforter as she looked at Pablo with a playful glint in her eyes. "So, any ideas for the first goal celebration?" She asked, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. Pablo chuckled, running a hand through his tousled hair. "I want it to be special, something that reflects us." He replied, his eyes meeting hers. "Any suggestions?" Y/n pondered for a moment before a bright idea lit up her face. "What if you make a heart with your hands and point towards the stands? Simple, but it would mean the world to me."

Pablo's eyes sparkled with delight. "A heart? I love it." He leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss on Y/n's lipz, making her blush. As they continued brainstorming, the room filled with laughter and shared dreams. Pablo's enthusiasm was infectious, and Y/n couldn't help but get swept away in the excitement. "You know-" Pablo mused. "It's not just my goal; it's our goal. I want the world to see how much you mean to me." Y/n's heart swelled with love as she gazed at him. "And I want the world to know how proud I am of you," she replied, squeezing his hand.

In the midst of the celebration, Pablo sprinted towards the corner flag, where Y/n was sitting all the way up. With a wide grin, he pointed directly at her, and it was as though the crowd had disappeared. His hands arched into a heart before quickly changing to her initial. "Esto es para ti, Y/n!" He exclaimed, his voice seemingly lost in the cheers from the fans. The crowd went wild as he blew a kiss in her direction. In that moment, Y/n couldn't contain her excitement. She leaped to her feet, cheering at the top of her lungs, tears streaming down her face. The people around her joined in the celebration, and the entire stadium seemed to vibrate with the collective happiness of the fans. He had done it. Pablo Gavi had done it.