𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄, pedri gonzález

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮 𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙚, pedri

❝ two graves, one gun. ❞
⇄ ◃◃   ⅠⅠ   ▹▹ ↻

Sitting on the long chair enjoying the sun with Olive laid over me is definitely not how I expected to spend my Friday.

I got back from training about an hour ago. After showering, I decided to sit outside for a bit and enjoy the warm sun.

I was really tired since Xavi wore me out, not having trained for a week because I was on vacation. Training may have fucked my every muscle but there are no words to explain how much I missed football.

It really is everything for me.

I thought about playing video games but decided against it and went outside. I made myself comfortable on the long chair, and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Opening my eyes again, Olive was right over me, clicking her fingers together. "Oh, you're alive, thank God!" She exclaimed, relieved as I looked up at her.

She had just come back from work, still wearing her blazer and skirt, holding her purse and sunglasses over her head.

"I was asleep, thank you very much." I acted annoyed, as she had just woke me up from my lovely nap under the Barcelona sun.

She huffed. "Sorry, I was worried you might be dead." She pretended to roll her eyes and walked away. "I'll stop caring then!" She nods her head jokingly.

"Shut up, you only wanted to wake me up and annoy me." I said as I sat up straight, watching as she put down her purse on the table behind and walked back to me.

I smirked as she sat in front of me. "Not true." I waited for her to continue her sentence and she did. "I was genuinely afraid." She insists.

I let it go and just pulled her into me, lying us both back on the chair. She doesn't pull back, it's kind of as if that's what she was waiting for.

And that's how we got in this situation of her sleeping over my body. After a while, it gets a little boring and I decide to spice it up a little.

I spin her over me and she yells out my name in surprise. "What are you doing!?" She giggles after I had just spun her and placed her over me.

"Missed your lips." I answer before initiating a kiss by biting her lower lip. It does the trick and she instantly kisses back, adjusting her position to her liking and comfort over my body.

She sighs softly into my mouth, tilting her head to deepen the action. My left arm drops to wrap around her waist, pulling her to my chest. Her hands fall on my shoulders, tangling in my shirt.

I put more passion into this kiss, opening my mouth and working it against hers, tugging her lower lip between my teeth.

She gasps, melting against my chest. She slides one hand up to tangle in my hair, tugging at my locks. I growled into her mouth, sucking on her lip.

She then pulls back, gasping for air. I watch as she breathes, eyes closed. When she opens her eyes, she sees me staring at her and slightly blushes.

"What?" She chuckles.

"I just..." I don't know. I pull her closer to me again, letting her lie on me once again. She just laughs as her head hits my chest. "That's it." I conclude, embracing her.

We stay silent again. We still haven't talked about us. What we're going to do. And it freaks me out. Because I don't know how I'm going to react.

I just want to keep her in my arms for now and cuddle with her until it happens.

Her hand crawls up my chest and reaches my cheek. She keeps it there, stroking my jaw where my beard is starting to grow back slowly.