We're having team evening tonight as our head coach announced after all of us survived from the ambush on the corridor to the locker room. Team evening includes dinner and chatting together and maybe playing video games or watching the latest F1 race if the rest of the team agrees on that.
Oh and we have a dress code which is a suit. I don't even know why. Maybe since we all have suits since we wore them at the joint dinner last week. Everyone who sees us must think we're crazy since we're wearing suits by choice. I'm not complaining since we're getting a lot of glances at us.
Our evening starts on the top floor of the hotel where Pedri and I are going in a hurry since we're late, again. Keeping an eye on the clock is one of our weaknesses. Maybe the only one since we're pretty good at everything else.
"Look who is finally here," Eric Garcia yells as we step into the room and everyone turns to look at us.
I look at the city spreading around us. We're on the fourteenth floor of the hotel and it's so pretty up here. The view over Qatar is unbelievable. The sun is setting soon which means the sky is colored in yellow, pink and orange. It gives me flashbacks from my date with my girl. I still haven't heard anything about her. It's been 12 hours since the scene in the morning and I'm starting to worry about her. Is she alright? I sent her a text which is the fifth in a couple of hours since she hasn't texted me back.
Me: princess, is everything okay? Can I see you before you're getting your beauty sleep tonight?
"Come play with us, golden boys! We're playing who would you choose," Ferran Torres says and waves us to join him, Ansu Fati, Dani Olmo and Eric.
I know this game and I know my teammates which means I really shouldn't participate since nothing good has ever come out of playing with them but Pedri is dragging me towards them so I have no choice.
"Dani, it's your turn," Eric says as we sit down on the table.
The rules for the game are pretty simple. Someone asks a question that starts with who and the rest of us answer. In the next round the one who asked the question picks someone to decide the next question. You have to answer your own questions as well so it's not recommended to ask something you don't want to answer. On the other hand the game is for spilling tea so the questions are usually in their own league.
"Who in the World cup has the hottest wife or girlfriend," Dani asks.
They definitely have played this for a while now since these kinds of questions aren't the ones we're usually starting with.
"That's a tricky one," Ansu says and laughs.
"I'll say Paolo Dybala. Oriana is hot," Eric says.
"I was going to pick her as well," Ansu says and slaps Eric on the back.
"Gavi? Pedri? Who are you guys choosing? I choose Kevin Prince Boateng's wife Melissa even though he's not playing anymore," Dani asks.
Pedri and I look at each other. We have other girls in mind. Ones that are currently single but hopefully not for long.
"I'll say Lewandowski's wife since she is always so nice to me when watching FC Barcelona's games. Gavi, you said Álvaro Morata and her wife fit well together the other day so you're choosing her right?" Pedri asks.
"Yes you're absolutely right," I say and give Pedri a silent thank you for not making me choose another woman.
"I'll say my own girlfriend Sira Martinez. She is hot as hell," Ferran says and he is right. Ferran and Sira are like a power couple. A couple I want to become one day.
"So Ansu you're next," Dani tells us.
"Good since I have a good one in mind. Boys, who would you date if you were into men? Michael B. Jordan for me!" Ansu says.
That's where we are going with this game today. I'm not surprised though because Ansu has been drooling over Michael B. Jordan since watching Black Panther for the first time.
"I'll say Jamie Dornan," Ferran picks.
"Someone's been watching Fifty Shades of Grey huh? I'll choose Charles Leclerc and Lando Norris. They are both hot when they drive F1," Pedri says.
"Pedri, how do you know Jamie is from Fifty Shades of Grey? You've been watching that as well?" Ferran points out and smirks.
"Oh come on guys, everyone knows him," Pedri answers and blushes. He has definitely watched those movies.
I pick Theo James since I have been admiring him for ages and Eric chooses Henry Cavill.
"Ferran, your turn!" Ansu instructs.
Ferran smiles evilly before saying, "Who in the World Cup would you like to have a threesome with?" Ferran raises his eyebrows as he looks at us.
"But there are only men playing?" Dani asks.
"I know! That's the point. When we are playing against them you can think about all the dirty images I'm trying to make you create," Ferran says.
I shake my head. That is something only Ferran can think of. He's the funny one in our team and that sometimes leads to these kinds of ideas. He's like an innocent kid. Even though he is not innocent at all. He just looks like he is.
"So who are you choosing? Eric you can go first," Ferran says and turns to look at Eric.
Eric laughs before he's able to answer, "I'll choose Arcraf Hakimi and Joshua Kimmich and no I'm not going to explain why."
Ansu raises his hand so none of us has time to say anything before him. "Griezmann and Neymar for me and I'm not sharing them with any of you."
"I'll choose Kylian Mbappe and Joao Felix because you have to keep your enemies close to you," I say.
"Gavi, are you sure you wouldn't accidentally kill those meanwhile?" Dani says sarcastically and I roll my eyes as I turn to look at him. I probably would to be honest.
Pedri thinks a while before answering, "I'll pick Carlos Sainz and one who is kind of a part of England's team."
I'm hundred percent sure he means Madeline. I wouldn't be surprised if they have actually had a threesome with someone since after catching them in quite intimate situations a couple of times that wouldn't be a surprise. As long as my princess has not been a part of that everything is fine. Pedri and I are sharing a lot of things but girls are not one of those.
"Pedri, that doesn't count. Those are not football players and who is even the second one," Ansu says and looks at Pedri.
"Carlos is a part of my World Cup since I'm cheering on his wins via television and the other person is here in Qatar so it does count," Pedri answers.
So yeah. Pedri is playing with his own rules again.
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Emerald green eyed dream / Pablo Gavi
FanfictionAs Mason Mount's little sister's best friend you have a chance to watch Qatar World Cup from the front row, have fun with the team since the players are like brothers to you and spend the tournament in the national team's hotel. But is that enough w...