His daughter // Pablo Gavi

Fifty six

2023

Isabel lays in Pablo's bed, her head on his chest and one of her hands on his stomach as he held her close.
He gently ran his fingers through her hair. They laid in the dark, with nothing but the soft sounds of their breathe around them.
Her eyes closed as she listen to his heartbeat.
Pablo reached out and pulls his covers over them. His he lets his hand rest on her arm and he enjoys the feeling of finally feel the love of his life in his arms again. Pablo leans down and presses a long kiss to her hair before pulling her up more so her head was resting on his shoulders, her burying her face in his neck. Isabel places soft kisses, which Pablo returned with some of her head.
"Te amo" he whispers.
"Te amo mas" she mumbles before placing one final kiss to his neck and getting settled in to sleep.

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The next morning, Isabel woke up to an empty bed.
She lifts her head, squinting as she scanned the bright room.
She sits up, fixing her tanks too before stretching. She stands up and grabs her phone seeing that it was currently 7:30 am, meaning she still had an hour till she had to leave for work.
She quickly makes her way to Pablo's bathroom where he had kept an extra toothbrush and face wash for the girl after months.

The girl quickly brushes her teeth and washes her face before grabbing some of Pablo facial moisturizer and starts rubbing it all over.
"looks like someone is making themselves at home" a voice spoke up.
Isabel blushes at the comment the boy who was leaning against the door frame made.
"Buenos días...sorry" she whispered, washing her hands.
Pablo chuckles and walks up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and pressing a kiss to her cheek.
"I'm joking amor" he smiles.
"Buenos Dias"

The pair stand their in front of the mirror. Pablo's head resting against hers as he sways them side to side.
Isabel admires the boy who held her, a small blush on of cheeks pops as she reaches up and pushes his hair back so she could she his face more clearly.
"what?" He asks looking at her through the mirror.
She smiles and shrugs. "you're very pretty" she tells him.
Pablo smiles widely, holding her closer.
"you think?"
Isabel looks away from the mirror and turns her head to face him.
"I know"
Pablo blushes at the girls words and he leans down, giving her a small thankful kiss. Isabel walks over to Pablo drawer opening it to see a pair of leggings she had left here, grabbing them then quickly going to change.

"I made breakfast" Pablo beams as she walks back out of his restroom.
Isabel walks out of his bathroom. "Really?"
Pablo nods, grabbing her hands and pulling her down to his kitchen, where there sat a bowls of oatmeal.
Isabel chuckles to herself as she sat down in her spot.
"It's your favorite kind" Pablo tells her walking over to the other side of the table so he could sit across from her.
"Brown sugar, thank you Pablo" she smiles.
Pablo's winks at her, before he digs into his food.

The two finish up eating and quickly clean up before rushing up the stairs to get ready.
"Do you have a Barça coat I can borrow" Isabel asks as she throws her hair up into a messy ponytail.
Pablo nods, going into his room and pulling out his barça coat and handing it to the girl before he heads of town gather his things.

"Vámonos" he tells her as he walks out.
Isabel nods heading back down gone stairs for her keys and the pair head to her car.

Making it to the training facility, Isabel parks in her usual spot.
"Come here"Pablo mumbles, making Isabel look at him.
He gently cups her face before pressing his lips to hers in a passionate kiss.
Isabel smiles before kissing his again.
"The fans went crazy when they saw me in your car" Pablo mumbles against her lips.
The girl pulls away laughing slightly.

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"Over heard Pablo telling Pedri how you guys are back" Xavi says walking up to his assistant, who sat on the pitch floor.
Isabel blushes and looks up at Xavi.
He smiles down at her before reaching down and ruffling her hair. "You guys are good for each other" he comments, only making her blush even more.
Her eyes moved to Pablo who seemed very happy as he ran back and fourth of the field.
as if he felt the girls eyes on his, he looks up at her, his smile widening at the sight of her.
"You can tell he's happier" Isabel chuckles at his comment.
Xavi sits down next to her, crossing his legs. Isabel glances at him, noticing the thinking look on his face.
"What?" She ask, turning her eyes back to the group.
"I remember when you were 5, you specifically told me that boys had cooties" Xavi laughs.
Isabel smiles, oddly being able to remember that memory.
"Now look at you..you probably made out with Pablo after you made up-Xavi!" Isabel says in shock, only making the older man laugh at her reaction.
"Go coach you team for crying out loud" she tells him.
He gets up, playfully pushing her head.
"Remember your crush on Neymar-Stop!" Xavi laughs and laughs walks away from the girl, leaving her red as a tomato.
"you're not funny!" She screams at him only to start laughing at the embarrassing memory.

For most of practice, Isabel sat on the pitch floor in the cold just watching the boys run around and do drills. She had gone inside for a bit to set up something Xavi had asked her too in the work out room before going back outside to tell him the room was ready for whatever he had planned next.
Following the bunch of sweaty men inside, she takes her chance to run up behind Pablo and jump on his back. He quickly catches her and proceeds to carry her.
"Thank you for the ride, Mr Gavira" she tells him once they get to the room.
"Anytime, Miss Pique" he responds setting her down before placing a small kiss to her forehead then walking over to where everyone was gathering.
"Isabel join us" Xavi waves her over.
The girl shakes her head.
"I wasn't asking I was telling you, come here I'll let you work with Pablo" he tells her.
She looks down at her outfit.
"I'm only wearing a tank top and don't want to wear a coat" she says trying to make up a excuse.
Xavi walks over to her dragging her out of the room to his office, handing her a training jacket.
"Put it on then move it" he claps, walking out, leaving her behind.
Isabel groans.
"I didnt sign up for this" she mutters to herself, quickly changing then walking back to where everyone else was.
Xavi points over to Pablo who was in the middle of weighted sit-ups.
She sighs then walks over to him, sitting down.
Pablo finishes his rep before handing her a weight.
Isabel groans and starts her reps.

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Isabel sits on the floor taking deep breathes after finishing the treadmill and work out. "Come one, one last work out then you're done" Pablo says taking her by the hands and standing her up.
Isabel shakes her head. "No..I hate this" she tells him.
Pablo drags her over to the barbell rack.
Isabel starts to mentally beat up Xavi.
"Now this is an actual reason to hate me" Xavi jokes before turning away to Frenkie.
Pablo places two plates on the bar before settling in his spot and starting his reps.
Isabel watches how effortlessly he made it seem.
He didn't even look tired? How does one look so good when they're all sweaty?
I probably look horrible.

"Your turn" Pablo's voice pulls the girl out of her thoughts. She walks up to the bar getting settled before squatting and coming back up.
"Go more down" he tells her.
Isabel mental groans as she feels like her legs are already going to give out on her.
She squats back down, feeling Pablo's hands on her hips helping her going to a full 90 degrees before she went up and racked.
"I cant" she says.
Pablo changes the weight so there slightly lighter before making her do 3 more reps.

"Done!" He cheers for the girl.
"I can't feel my legs" she mutters sitting down.
Xavi had made today a leg day.
Isabel hasn't done an actual leg day like this in 2 years so all she wanted to do is go open and sleep in her bed.

Pablo picks up his girlfriend, wrapping his arms around her. "You did so good amor" he says holding her head to his chest.
"Tell Xavi I might not be able to come tomorrow" she whispers, already being able to feel how sore she's going to be.
"You'll be okay" he says pressing a kiss to her forehead.
"Gross..I'm sweaty" she says pushing his away only making him laugh.
She places her hands on her hips as she slowly walks away to the girls locker room, where Xavi told her she could get freshen up with.

Groaning she turns back around and walks to Pablo who was talking to Ferran and Pedri.
"Pablo..do you have extra clothes. I NEED to shower" she tells him.
He nods telling his friends goodbye before heading to the men's changing room then coming out with an extra pair of sweatpants and hoodie and...boxers?
"Thank you" she whispers placing a kiss on his cheek.
"Gross, im sweaty" he mocks playfully pushing her away.
Isabel rolls her eyes. "Shush, that's why the leg press machine makes my legs shake more then you ever could" she sasses before walking away.
"Oh you're brave" Pablo laughs as he watches her leave.

A/n: 🫡