'Tot el camp! És un clam! Som la gent blaugrana! Tant se val d’on veni...! My alarm goes off, way to early for every human being. Why did i even put the Barca anthem as my alarm, it does not quite get me in a good mood this early.
Without even looking i grab my phone to put down the alarm. I check the time, 6.30... Xavi does not yet know what monster i turn into in the morning, but he'll found out, very soon. I roll out my bed and grab the dirty sweater thats laying on the floor. I don't even care at this point. I drag myself to the bathroom to brush my teeth and fix myself. I make myself presentable and go downstairs to get some breakfast, because if i dont eat fast I'll be even more grumpy than I already am.
I open the fridge and take a chocolat milk and some cereal. I sit down at the counter and eat my 5 star breakfast. Delicious... i just drunk my last gulp of coco when i get a notification on my phone.
Pepi
Pepi:
Hola hermano! im here, you coming?
Me:
Coming!
Dear God here we go. I don't want to see him but at the same time i can't go another minute without feeling his presence. I miss him, whenever I'm not around him. He makes me vulnerable, but also so damn strong at the same time. He's the one that makes me want to be the best version of me. I want to impress him, i want him to be proud of me.
I get my bag with my stuff i need for training. I prepare myself mentally en get out the door. I see his green mini cooper and my heart skips a beat when i see his mesmerizing brown eyes looking at me trough the window. He smiles, and i feel like im gonna faint. I swear this boy will be my death.
I actually didn't even know i was bisexual untill i met him. He gets out of his car to greet me, he smiles wide and pulls me into his arms in a brotherly way. But even though my heart is racing when i feel his strong arms around my torso. I smell his cologne, I love this moment more than I could express. The hug was a few seconds but felt like hours, but it was amazing.
He let go of me and looked me directly in my eyes. God he gives me haert attack. If he only knew what affect he had on me. If he only knew he was not just my best friend but so, so much more. I get into his car at the passenger seat. When i want to put my bag on the backseat, i accidentally brush my hand against his. I quickly pull away, drop my bag at the backseat and turn my face to the window just to hide my blushing cheeks.
Pedro puts on spotify, his matchday playlist. Sin señal starts playing and Pedro starts vibing and singing. I can't help but smile at him, he is so caught up in the song he doesn't even notice that I'm intensity staring at him.
We arrive at the Barcelona training grounds. Me and Pedro get on to the pitch. A sudden weight is on my back, after the shock i look back and see ale on my back. He's smiling wide and looking between me and Pedro. He gets off and rubs trough my hair. 'Buenos dias hermanos!' Ale exclaims.
He pulls Pedro in a brotherly hug. Pedro wraps hes arms around Ale, and even though it's just as friends, my stomach twirls with jealousy. Pedri let go of Ale when Xavi starts explaining what and how we will train today. He promised us it won't be an easy training. There will be cardio, fitness and teamplay. And that this early in the morning.
Training goes actually pretty good! Except for the fact that I'm dying! We end the traning with 8 vs 8 as always. Just to get the team spirit up. Im in Pedro's team, one positive thing about this whole torture festival.
Me and Pepi are in attack. We're running like crazy and Ansu passes me the ball, i have to get past Pablo Torre but i mean, that's not really a challenge. I get past easily and pass to Pedro. He starts running and...scores! He runs to me and literally jumps into my arms.
He lifts me up and places a kiss in my neck. I know it's nothing special, everyone kisses everyone here and that's normal. But when Pedro does it, it feels different. His kiss makes me feel things I don't feel often. Actually I only feel those things around him. Oh if I could, I'd do him right here, right now. But I have dignity. And self- control. And I am scared of Xavi but that's all.
I snap back to reality when I hear Xavi scream that we must go shower and rest for the day because it's been a hard training. I always shower as one of the firsts and Pedro after me. He needs to wait anyway because hes my personal chauffeur and I would never be anyone elses passenger princess.
When I'm in the shower, finisching things up, I'm still thinking about the kiss. It's technically not even a kiss, but I'll count it as it's the closest to an actual kiss I'll ever come. I get out so Pedro can shower and we can leave. I got dressed and after a few minutes I don't hear any water running anymore so I assume Pedro is done.
' Shit, Pablito can you give me a towel? I forgot mine...Por favor?' Oh shit... I thought while trying my best to keep calm and to not get any pictures of Pedro's body. I quickly get a towel and open the door to the showers while walking in with one hand before my eyes and the other one stretched out in front with the towel. I feel the towel getting snatched from my hand and a quick 'thanks' from Pedro. While hes drying himself up I can't help myself from peeking trough my fingers.
I see his body, its mesmerizing. He's abs, his waist, his chest and oh my lord he is huge. I feel myself getting way to excited as my jeans start to squeeze. I get out and wait for him to do the same. I sit down patiently, but also fold my hands and lay them on my lap to hide everything going on inside my pants.
He comes out with the towel around hes waist. His hair is still wet and little water drops fall onto his stomach. Gliding down his perfect abs. Damn I sound like those girls on tik tok that simp way to hard on my guy. To bad girls hes mine. I get snapped back to reality when his bare knee touches mine, only then i realise he sat down beside me. He got dressed while i followed his every move. He is so... yeah i can't describe it. When he was ready we went to his car.
