the perfect pair | PABLO GAVI

[14] day 'n' nite

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Y/N's POV

it had been a while since gavi and i had our little make up session and it's honestly been great.

i know lots about him, and he knows lots about me now.

practice always got in between us so we'd use the days in the week we have off to spend it with one another. today it was my turn to pick and i honestly didn't feel like going out, so with xavi's permission, he came over. unfortunately he quite literally acts like a helicopter parent and questioned why he was even coming over.

"he's my friend? why wouldn't i want him to come over?" he didn't buy my "act" he claimed i was putting on though. "whatever you say, y/n. just don't get distracted, or distract him for that matter."

what distractions is he even talking about?!

the knock on the door interrupts the conversation as his eyes dart between it and i, "pues vaya contestarlo, te haces la tonta parando ahí." he's so mean sometimes i can't with him.

i couldn't tell if i was thankful to see gavi anymore.

i open the door anyways and in his hands are holding paper bags from the grocery store filled to the top with goods. "why'd you bring the whole store? i asked for chips and gummy worms."

"woww, no 'how are you?' no 'thank you gavi you're the best!'"

"depends on what you brought."

"you suck, but let me already."

i smile and open the door wider just as xavi is zipping his jacket and is skimming the room with the expression he's looking for something as gavi and i set everything on the counter.

"xavi, it's in the fruit basket."

he always does this.

yesterday we were fifteen minutes late to my hair appointment because he couldn't find his keys. he'll call me irresponsible but pull this. "at this point you're putting it in these obscure places to prove something." what could i possibly try to prove to know he just has a horrible memory? "i don't but that'd be funny."

"it wouldn't. but i have to get going now. i'll be home late so if you two get hungry.. i don't know, starve?"

both gavi and i's jaws drop and he starts cackling as if he didn't just tell us to fuck off. "kidding!"

"about starving?!"

my head shakes in disappointment as i squint at him annoyed. "order anything you guys like and i'll pay you back later. see you later, mija. you too, gavi." he hugs me and pats gavi on the shoulder before we hear his shoes squeak from behind us so loud that it ricochets against the walls.

"don't do anything stupid, something you'll regret, no tears, yelling, pushing or shoving-"

"ya, vete!" i shoo him away.

"and don't get near her, gavi!"

gavi's eyes widen after watching xavi shut the door and at his final words. "who does he think i am? pedri?"