FROM FRIENDS TO MORE || Gavi x Pedri

Chapter 66 :: Feelings

The air crackled with anticipation as the players gathered for training. The sun beat down on the pitch, turning the grass into a shimmering emerald sea. Gavi, his usual boundless energy tempered with a new kind of focus, found his eyes drawn to Pedri, who was already warming up, his movements fluid and precise.

He watched Pedri with a newfound intensity, his gaze lingering on the way Pedri's muscles rippled beneath his skin as he stretched, the way his hair fell across his forehead as he dribbled the ball, the way his smile, usually reserved and gentle, lit up his face when he scored a goal in a practice drill.

Gavi felt a strange flutter in his chest, a warmth that spread through him like a summer breeze. It was a feeling he hadn't experienced before, something new and unfamiliar, yet undeniably captivating.

He tried to dismiss it, to label it as mere admiration for his teammate, his friend. After all, Pedri was an exceptional player, a true talent, a source of inspiration for everyone on the team. But the feeling persisted, a persistent whisper in the back of his mind, a subtle shift in the way he perceived Pedri.

He started paying attention to Pedri's mannerisms, the way he laughed, a soft, melodic sound that resonated with Gavi's soul, the way he spoke, his voice a soothing balm to Gavi's often fiery spirit. He found himself drawn to Pedri's quiet intensity, his unwavering focus, his passion for the game.

It was a struggle, this new awareness, this shift in his perception. Gavi, a young man accustomed to the thrill of the chase, the excitement of the game, found himself caught off guard by these unfamiliar emotions. He felt a pang of confusion, a flicker of fear.

He tried to rationalize his feelings, to explain them away. It was just a phase, he told himself, a fleeting infatuation, a temporary distraction. But the truth was, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was changing, something profound, something that threatened to upend his carefully constructed world.

He found himself seeking out Pedri's company, wanting to be near him, to feel the warmth of his presence, to hear his laughter, to witness his brilliance on the field. He felt a surge of pride when Pedri excelled, a pang of concern when Pedri struggled.

One evening, as they sat on the balcony of Pedri's apartment, watching the city lights twinkle below, Gavi found himself lost in Pedri's gaze, his heart pounding in his chest. He felt a sudden urge to reach out, to touch Pedri's hand, to feel the warmth of his skin against his own.

He pulled back, his face flushed, his heart racing. He had never felt this way before, not with anyone. It was a confusing, exhilarating, terrifying experience.

He tried to understand these new feelings, to label them, to define them. But the truth was, he didn't have the words. He was lost in a labyrinth of emotions, a whirlwind of confusion and desire.

He knew he had to figure it out, to understand what was happening within him. He knew he had to be honest with himself, with Pedri. But for now, he was content to simply bask in the warmth of their friendship, to cherish the moments they shared, to revel in the beauty of their connection.

The journey ahead was uncertain, the path unclear. But one thing was certain: Gavi's life had taken an unexpected turn, a turn that had led him to a place he never thought he'd be, a place where his heart beat a little faster, his breath caught in his throat, and his world was forever changed.