Chapter 22: GMF (Good Mood Fermin)

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🎶 Kiss Me — Dermot Kennedy 🎶

"He did what?" Agnes and Eleonore exclaimed in unison as we were having lunch at our uni's cafeteria.
"You heard me and I won't repeat it. And lower your voices please, we're in public!" I whisper-shouted at them.
"Well and... you will obviously tell him that you're veeeery much in need of some release, right?" Agnes chuckled and I shook my head.
"He has two away games this week and then he's flying to Madrid for his call-up with the national team, which means he's away for another week. So no chance of me falling to his game" I replied.

"Oh my gosh, where is the national team playing? I want to see all those Spanish hunks" Eleonore swooned.
"They're playing away in Kazakhstan, which is not exactly around the corner" I said.
"Hold up, I'm already googling flights" she said and wildly tapped around on her phone. "Ok how about this one, just one change and a total of 10 hours travel time?" she asked with a smile that showed us all her 32 teeth.
"El, as much as I want to see hot young Spanish boys running around and getting sweaty too, that's maybe a bit too much" Agnes said with raised eyebrows.
"They'll have another international break in November with one home game, I promise to take you two there, ok?" I chuckled and they both nodded eagerly.

The first away game was Porto in the Champions League and I watched it at home, sitting on my living room table, half-buried under homework. Especially maths was killing me, but at least Barca was leading by half-time. Fermín came on in the second half and from that moment on, maths stood no chance, my eyes were glued to the screen, searching for the blond 32 in the yellow jersey. The game ended with a win thankfully and I tried to get back to studying, but was unsuccessful yet again, when I got a text message:

Fermín ⚽️
How are you?
Did you watch the game?

Clara
Good, uni is a lot of work but I hope I'm handling it well, and you?
I did! Congrats on 3 points!

Fermín ⚽️
Yeah uni is a lot too but I think I'll manage
Thanks ☺️
I've been thinking about you

Clara
Oh, have you now?

Fermín ⚽️
I'm surprised you haven't called me yet

Clara
You were here on Sunday and it's just Wednesday
I'm not that needy

Fermín ⚽️
Maybe I'll just have to give you more

Clara
Maybe you should...
It is very unfair though that you'll be away now and I'm left with no vibrator

Fermín ⚽️
Ah, what's the saying?
Absence makes the heart grow fonder 🫶🏼

Clara
The only absence I feel right now is the one to my vibrator

He had left me on read and I locked my phone again, finally wanting to concentrate on these damn equations I had to solve. It was in the middle of the night that I startled when my doorbell rang. What the heck? I needed to disinstall this, too many unwanted visitors. I opened up a bit to find Fermín with his travel gear and backpack.
"Are you serious? How did you get in downstairs?" I asked confusedly.
"Found out that if I buzz the dentist on the second floor the door opens automatically" he replied proudly and I just stared at him blankly.

"And what are you doing here?" I asked, crossing my arms in front of my chest.
"The only absence you feel is the one to your vibrator? Did you not feel good... or comfortable last time?" he asked, with an unreadable expression on his face.
"Fermín, I was joking" I sighed. "Come in" I added and he walked inside.
"Why are you still up at this hour?" he asked and I pointed to my table covered in books and notes.
"Homework..." I simply replied and yawned.
"You have work tomorrow! Come on, we'll get you into bed. No funny business, promise. You told me you're 'not needy'" he chuckled and pushed me towards my bedroom.

He seemed to have invited himself over as he put down his backpack and unzipped his tracksuit's sweater.
"Yeah, I'm not undressing in front of you" I chuckled and pulled out my pajamas before walking to the bathroom.
"That's a shame... Where's that sexy nightgown of yours by the way?" he asked, eyeing the two-piece set in my hands.
"That's not appropriate now" I muttered and brushed my way past him, locking the door behind me. I peed, took off my make-up and brushed my teeth before walking out again. Fermín wasn't there, so I peeked my head out of my room and saw him in the open kitchen, brushing his teeth in the sink.

I laid down in bed and closed my eyes, hoping to fall asleep before he'd come back, but when he laid down too, I automatically turned around to face him, our eyes connecting immediately. Everything felt so normal, so natural. And automatically, our lips clashed on each other's. It was a deep kiss, not passionate but rather simple and... romantic? What was going on here?
"Good night Clarita" he chuckled before he gave me another peck on my lips and pulled me into his arms.

Exhausted from studying, I drifted off too sleep, but was woken up way too soon again by my alarm clock ringing.
"Ugh, what time is it?" I heard a deep voice say next to me. Hot.
"8. I have to be at work in an hour" I simply said as I swung my legs out of bed and walked to the kitchen to get my coffee running and prepare some toast. Seconds later, Fermín appeared with the biggest grin on his face.
"What?" I asked him.
"Nothing, I'm just in a great mood." he said and smiled, taking the coffee that had just gotten ready from the Nespresso machine.
"Hey! That was mine!" I exclaimed as he took a sip out of it.
"Oh, you made toast, thanks!" he said, still full-on smiling and ignoring my objection. I just stood there with a clenched jaw as he took a bite of my food and looked for some fresh cheese in my fridge.

I let out an angry groan and stomped to the bathroom to get ready for the day. A million thoughts were running through my head, I honestly didn't know what was up with him, was he just teasing me like we usually always did? But that kiss last night, I... felt something. Urgh, disgusting, I might have to throw up.
"Hurry up! We have to leave in 10 minutes! Sants is not exactly around the corner!" Fermín shouted I opened the bathroom door angrily.
"How the hell do you know where I work? And why do 'we' have to leave?" I exclaimed.
"In case you forgot, your brother is my best friend, he tells me everything about you. And it's 'we' because I'm driving you. Personal chauffeur. Maybe I should get myself a cap like those professional drivers have, we could use that in some roleplay sometime" he said in his brightest mood. Why was he so happy?

When I was finally ready, we got downstairs to his BMW and as usual, he held up the passenger door for me. When he had sat down in his driver's seat he took out his sunglasses and put them on and that move - fuck, he looked so sexy. He shot me a wink that I could still see behind the lenses and started the engine.
"You complain about my music taste but this is... weird" I said shocked when he put on some random "Happy Mood" playlist from Spotify and sang "Flowers" by Miley Cyrus along on top of his lungs.

Morning traffic was the worst and I had to endure a few more performances that were so cringeworthy (that guy knew One Direction songs and I didn't know if this was a green, beige or red flag) before we finally arrived in front of the firm's building.
"Thanks and bye" I mumbled quickly before almost stumbling out of the car.
"Goodbye my sunshine! Oh, I almost forgot!" he said as I was walking away, and I turned around with an annoyed look on my face.
"You look beautiful today" he said before blowing me a kiss and speeding away.

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