Sure Thing • Gavi

Chapter 121: The Aftermath

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Rose petals laid on my floor, candles were lit and soft The Weeknd music was coming from my TV speakers. And there in my living room stood Pablo, looking devilishly handsome as always.
"Wha- How did you get in here?" I stammered before I covered my mouth in amazement from what he had pulled off here.
"I remembered where you hide your spare keys" he shrugged and smiled at the ground.
"Is this a move because you pity me for the whole football world now hating me or a thank you because I fiercely defended a poor, helpless cripple like you?" I chuckled, alluding at his injury.

"Definitely the second option" he replied and laughed, opening up his arms in an embrace in which I fell immediately. And that's when all the weight fell off of me and I started crying. He really was my safe place after all.
"Hey, hey, don't cry, come, let's sit down" he said and pulled me to the couch.
"It's so embarrassing, I don't know what got over me..." I sniffled.
"What happened? You want to tell me?" he asked cautiously as he stroked away some strands of hair from my face.

"They... said some really disgusting things about me and our relationship. Vini joked about me sucking your dick in the changing room and stuff like that" I replied, hating how the conversation replayed in my head.
"Fucking assholes... The next time we play them I'll make sure to rip their heads off" he muttered and that put a small smile on my face.
"Next time you play them will be in pre-season... It would be very Gavi to get a red card in your first game back" I chuckled and he had to laugh too.

"It just hurts because I can't help thinking they'd have never said stuff like that if I had been a man... I'm really not one to argue about feminism and stuff but... it's really been the first time I've been disrespected in a way like this" I sighed.
"I'm so sorry, Vicky... I can't help but blame myself for how they treated you" he mumbled and gave me a kiss on my head.
"It is what it is. I've got a meeting at the office tomorrow, probably for damage limitation or worst case, they'll fire me" I sighed.
"They won't fire you. If there's one thing I've learned from the whole media circus it's that bad publicity still is publicity" he told me and I nodded. The newspaper tomorrow would definitely sell after tonight's incident and in the end, that's what an editor cared about.

"I'm sorry... You probably imagined all of this to be a bit more romantic and... sexy judging by the setup and here I am, crying on the couch" I chuckled, looking at the romantic atmosphere he had put effort in creating. He laughed too and pulled me even closer.
"We have the rest of our lives for romantic and sexy, I'll take whatever I get from you now" he said and looked me in the eyes.
"The rest of our lives?" I asked and batted my eyelashes at him.
"Yes, Vicky... We just... belong together" he whispered and closed the gap to my lips.

I put my hand on the back of his neck to feel him even closer and we kissed there on my couch, just like the first time he had ever come over to my place. Gosh, I loved this man then and I loved this man now. We pulled away eventually and rested our fronts against each other's.
"I love you, Victoria Hernandez" he said and we both grinned like idiots.
"I love you, Pablo Paez Gavira" I replied and he gave me another short peck.
"Come on, help me blow out all these candles. They only show the romantic side in the movies, not all the work that it is to clean this up" he muttered, making me laugh.
"Yeah, I always wondered what happened after those scenes, they never show them cleaning up!" I chuckled.

We got to work, thankfully he hadn't lit that many, and when we were done, we made our way to the bathroom to get ready for the night.
"Hey! Your earrings!" he said and his face lit up as I put my head up in a ponytail for the night and my ears were more visible now. I smiled at him as I looked in the mirror, him standing slightly behind me, seemingly admiring me.
"Seemed like I made a good jewelry choice given how the night unfolded" I chuckled, looking at the diamond star studs Pablo had given me upon my departure to Israel.