This is a request by GiadaSemenzato0, something sweet and cute after he got injured at the Euros. Hope you like it and thank you for reading! 💜
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"Hi."
"Hello."
"Are you feeling a bit better?"
"Yeah" Pedri says over facetime. "I'm sorry about earlier, tho."
"Uh?"
"When I kept ignoring your calls and texted you that I wanted to be left alone. I was kind of rude."
"Pedri, you had just left the game with an injury that meant that the tournament was over for you. It is normal to be angry and frustrated and to want to be left alone."
"Yes, but... I don't know" he shrugs. "I feel like I was a bit rude with you. With the person who is always there for me on the good and bad days."
"It's ok" I smile. "But urgh, don't remind me of how much it sucks that I am stuck here with work and that I've only gotten to watch you play once. I should be there taking care of you, not about to start a 24 hour shift at the hospital."
"I miss you too. But I'm fine, I'm taken care of. Your patients need you a lot more than I do" he says.
"You are being taken care of by who? Nurse Ferran?" I chuckle.
"Among others. Unai has been offering to carry me around."
"Lucky bitch" I whisper.
"What?" Pedri laughs.
"Nothing."
"I heard you. Who is a lucky bitch, me because I get to be carried around by Unai, or him because he gets to carry me?" he smirks.
"What do you think, Pedri?"
"Him, obviously. Carrying me is an honour."
"What are you now? A prince?" I laugh.
"A king, actually. King of your heart" he winks, making me laugh again.
"I'm glad you are making jokes, tho. That means you are feeling a bit better."
"I'm not joking. I am the king of your heart."
"Of course you are" I smile. "Have they told you when are you coming back?"
"Actually..." he says, running a hand through his hair. "I'm not."
"What?"
"They are allowing me to stay with the team and start my recovery here."
"Oh, that's... that's really nice of them."
"It is. See how De La Fuente isn't that bad?" he says with a teasing smile.
"Yeah, whatever" I reply. "But if you are staying..."
"We won't be seeing each other in person until they've made me champion of Europe. Which they will."
"I see..."
"Aren't you happy about it?"
"Of course I am, Pedri. Seeing you this positive after what happened makes me really happy. Relieved too. But I just... I just wished I could get to at least see you once before you come back. Get to enjoy the atmosphere of the Euros together and not just through a screen."
"Me too... But this isn't my last Euros or international tournament. There will be more in the future, and we will experience them together. I promise you."
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