𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄, pedri gonzález

𝙗𝙤𝙣𝙪𝙨 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧

❝ i'm better when you're next to me. ❞
⇄ ◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹ ↻

two years later

Pedri

"In the fucking goal, Gonzàlez!" Xavi yells at me as I miss the goal while exercising. We've been at this for two hours with no rest, I'm dying here, give me a break.

However, missing a goal is the opposite of being given a break as I have to do ten pushups now.

I run out of Ferran's way who's about to shoot himself, and bend down in the corner to start my pushups.

As I get to the ninth one, the most beautiful voice in my life resonates. "My grandma does better push ups than that, banana boy." I finish my last one and jump back up.

As I stand, sweating from every possible part of my body, I look down at my girl. She's been with us at practice today, yet Xavi sent her to the gym with the other guys because she's not allowed near me since I apparently 'drool' over her too much.

"Show me your pushup skills then, aceituna." I breathe in and out, exhausted as my hands rest on my waist.

She thinks about it for a second. "I'll stick to just yelling at you guys." She answers and I break a chuckle.

Despite being all sweaty, I still lean in and press a quick and soft kiss on her lips. "I'm done with my share of the team so I'll just sit with Xavi for a bit while you finish." She tells me and I nod. "Focus on training or you'll get me kicked out." She adds and I shake my head, faking an eye roll before she walks away.

As I turn back to the guys, it's Frenkie's turn which means I'm next. I sprint over to make it in time before getting yelled at.

This time, I control my passes as I juggle in between the sticks before scoring the goal perfectly. I smirk, turning and looking back at Liv and Xavi who are now talking as they both look at me.

I raise my arms and show off my muscles, mostly to Liv, acting over confident about a simple training scored goal. She shakes her head, done with me.

She always looks done with me. But she loves me. So, fortunately for me and unfortunately for her, she's stuck with me forever.

I see her whispering something over to Xavi. And then he yells at me when she's finished. "Twenty pushups for being an ass, González!" That little rat.

My mouth falls open as I feel betrayed by my own woman. She, in return, smirks and acts clueless and innocent, shrugging her shoulders.

I just drop in my place and do my twenties before they turn into thirty.

A solid ten minutes pass by and I know training is almost over when I see Mikky, Frenkie's wife, walking in with their two sons, Miles and Johan.

My God, that little family is cute. Miles is already five and Johan just turned one. Olive loves Mikky.

Ever since Isa introduced them, Olive genuinely liked Mikky. Which is not usual at all. When she was introduced to Berta, Fermín's girlfriend, about a year ago, she almost slapped her.

Also, Miles is good friends with Paul. Even though Paul is almost nine and Miles is only five, they get along really well.

The whole El Helou family, meaning Paul and the parents, moved here, three months ago. Paul is officially a La Masia kid.

They got a house relatively close to the La Masia dorms to stay near Paul, while still giving him the space he needs to build himself as an independent player.