Echoes of Glory: FC Barcelona Imagine

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ Short Tempered (Pablo Gavi.)

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You and Gavi had been dating for a little over a year now. Your relationship was filled with laughter and playful jabs, especially when it came to his notorious short temper.

Gavi was passionate about many things, but nothing brought out his fiery side quite like his video games.

One rainy Saturday, you both decided to hunker down indoors. Gavi was on a mission to conquer a notoriously difficult level in his latest video game. His concentration was intense—he was practically vibrating with focus.

You, meanwhile, had made yourself comfortable on the couch with a book, glancing up occasionally to see how his battle was progressing.

It didn’t take long for the game to start testing Gavi’s patience. His face was a picture of frustration as he muttered various expletives under his breath.

“Come on, come on! What is this nonsense?!” he yelled, slamming his hands on the couch.

You tried to suppress your giggles but failed miserably.

“You know, Gavi, it’s impressive how you can turn a video game into a high-stakes drama.”

Gavi shot you a look that could only be described as a mix of fury and disbelief.

“High-stakes drama? I’m about to lose my mind here!”

You leaned in, eyes twinkling with mischief.

“Oh, come on. The way you’re reacting, you’d think you’re trying to defuse a bomb, not beat a level.”

He glared at you, but it was hard to stay mad when you were practically snickering.

“It’s not funny! My character just got squashed by a giant... whatever that is!”

You grinned.

“Well, maybe your character needs a pep talk from me. Or maybe it’s you who needs to take a chill pill.”

Gavi threw his hands up in the air.

“A chill pill? I’m about to break this controller over my knee!”

You playfully grabbed the controller from his hands and waggled it in front of his face.

“Oh, no you don’t. If you break this, we’ll have to make do with old-school board games. Remember those?”

Gavi’s eyes widened in mock horror.

“Anything but that! Not the board games!”

You laughed.

“See? You can’t stay mad when faced with the horror of Monopoly.”

Gavi sighed, his anger giving way to a reluctant smile.

“Alright, alright. I’ll take a break. But only because you’re being insufferably cute.”

You beamed.

“I knew you couldn’t stay mad at me. And now you can chill out without risking a controller massacre.”

He wrapped an arm around you, pulling you close.

“You always know how to push my buttons—in the best way possible.”

You snuggled into him, feeling the warmth of his embrace.

“That’s because I’ve had plenty of practice. Besides, watching you get all worked up is better than any reality show.”

Gavi chuckled, shaking his head.

“You’re impossible, you know that?”

You winked at him.

“And you love me for it. Now, let’s watch something that won’t make you lose your cool.”

As the rain pattered softly against the windows, you both settled in to watch a movie. The earlier gaming fiasco was soon forgotten, replaced by the cozy comfort of each other’s company.

Later, as the credits rolled, Gavi looked over at you with a playful smirk.

“You know, I think you might be the only person who can turn my gaming rage into a comedy routine.”

You laughed, leaning in for a kiss.

“Well, I do aim to please. Just remember, the next time you get too worked up, I’ll be here to turn it into a show.”

Gavi grinned, pulling you closer.

“Deal. Just promise me you won’t make fun of my next gaming meltdown too much.”

You winked.

“No promises.”

And with that, you both enjoyed the rest of the evening, knowing that no matter how many tempers flared or video game battles were lost, you’d always find a way to laugh together.