As the final whistle blew, Gavi stood on the home ground of their rivals; spaced out while the feeling of numbness spread through his spine down to to his finger tips and all the way to his legs. His brain could barely register the loud screams from the fans all around the huge flashing stadium, some in victory but mostly in despair, the waving flags of Espanyol and Barcelona blurred in his vision, his teammates' shouts of 'Vamos!' and 'Champions!' blending into one, he felt hands ruffling his hair and arms hugging him. But how could he be so numb yet so conscious at the same time?

One thing he knew for sure, he'd never been more ecstatic his entire life; never felt more joy. His emotions lay thick on his throat and unshed tears clung to his brown eyes.

Barcelona had just won the La Liga...

His club...

The club he'd given up his entire childhood to; they were now Champions of Spain.

Pedri approached him with slow steps, unsure of what to do or how the younger would react to anything he did. He was dying to hold the younger in his arms but he knew he was in no position to cross any boundaries.

Gavi turned to face him, one smile from the younger and suddenly Pedri was pulling him into an embrace, burying his face deep into the Sevillan's neck while his arms encircled his waist, desperately holding the younger as close to him as he could. Gavi slowly brought his arms around the older, but they hung loosely around Pedri's shoulders; he hadn't been expecting to be the object of Pedri's affection, not after what had went down .

Pedri felt like he could finally breathe again; as though the younger was his source of life and his reason to live had been returned to him. Having him this close to him after what felt like forever felt so unimaginably good, so fucking amazing that if it were up to the older, he'd die right then and there; at that very moment moment, blissful and in his arms.

But then Gavi placed his hands against his chest and slightly pushed as he pulled away; Pedri had to stop himself from audibly whimpering at the separation. He looked at the younger with clear hurt and confusion etched deep into his features, his hands still stubborn, reached out to hold the younger's, hoping to intertwine their fingers. But Gavi simply squeezed his hand before letting go and running off to Ansu.

The short lived celebration disrupted by the Espanyol fans continued onto the locker room; nothing was going to ruin their mood tonight.

All the rest of the celebrations; the parade, the official dinner and the trophy presentation at Camp Nou passed altogether at 10x speed for Gavi, his mind barely getting the rest to cope up with everything after a roller coaster of a season they'd endured. Attention and recognition were nothing new for the younger; he'd been a part of this lifestyle for as long as he could remember, even as a child in La Masia. But the last few days had been overwhelming and exhilarating even for him.

Perhaps his teammates felt the same; he could see it behind their tired smiles and unfocused eyes trying to be as polite as they could to the endless interviewers and fans.

Ansu, however, was a whole other story. He seemed to never tire of celebration and fun, and so he decided to host the 'last party' for the team, inviting them to his luxurious apartment. Most of the older players kindly declined the offer; stating that they were too old and boring for house parties. So it was going to be just the younger players and a few old friends of Ansu's from La Masia and outside.

Ansu had specifically ordered Gavi to come to his house two hours prior to the actual timing to help him tidy the house.

But when the younger stepped into the appartment, he was rather pleasantly surprised to find everything already in place; the huge living area was dark with golden lights being the only source of illumination and Ansu's personal bar was already looking freshly stocked with drinks, expensive looking snacks were laid out on tables with huge flowers in vases, the marbled floor shined crystal clear while the huge windows were wide open, curtains pulled back letting in the cold night's wind. The younger couldn't understand what more could he possibly do.

"I fucking knew it !" Ansu exclaimed as he walked down his stairs, his voice had startled the younger who was busy taking in his surroundings.

"Um .. hello to you too?"

"I fucking knew you were going to show up in a random ass hoodie, Pablo Martín Páez Gavira" he said , hitting the palm of his head against his forehead.

"Why? Would you rather have me in a dress?" the younger said, rolling his eyes at the older's sudden awakening as the fashion police.

"Uhhh... Yeah, anything but this." his hands gestured to Pablo up and down.

"But you're so lucky, Pablo. I've already planned something else for you.. " the older said excitedly clapping his hands.

And before Gavi could say another word, Ansu was dragging him up the stairs into his room and directly to the walk in closet.

"Here, I specifically hand picked this runway worthy outfit for you, my friend" the older said, handing the Sevillan a set of clothes.

"Is this why you actually called me ahead of everyone?" the younger asked, looking at the dark coloured clothes.

Ansu gave him a 'duh' look.

"No, I'm good with what I'm wearing"

"Pablo, I fucking swear" the older closed his eyes, and took a deep breath, " if you don't fucking put on my 'specifically handpicked runway worthy outfit' then you lose the chance to make Pedri so terribly regret his decision to reject you. So shut up and put on my 'specifically handpicked runway worthy outfit'.. "

Gavi pondered on his words a few seconds; ofcourse he wanted to make Pedri feel something but he wasn't sure what. Would just putting on an outfit make the older regret? Probably not... But he already knew that with Ansu, this was just a small part of a huge plan so he decided to go with it.

"Okay.. let me go and try on your 'specifically handpicked runway worthy outfit' " he said, sighing slightly.

The older happily ran out the room giving the younger some privacy.

After a few minutes,Gavi stared at himself in the full length closet mirror after he changed into the outfit. He didn't look like himself at all; this was light years away from what he'd usually wear. He looked hot, not gonna lie but also...

Ansu rushed in before he could think .

"Are you don-... OH MY GOSH." Ansu's hands came up to cover his mouth, eyes growing wide.

He was wearing a tight black turtleneck which was almost entirely translucent; being a flimsy lace material.It had thin tiger stripes printed in velvet material and those were the only areas of the top that was fully covered, the other parts of the top exposed his pale skin through the thin tight lace; the stripes ran across his arms, his chest, down to his waist and abs. The top was paired with tight black jeans and matching ankle length black boots.

The clothes hugged his body in all the right ways, displaying his curves; his broad shoulders leading down to an impossibly small waist, his slightly swollen chest and his thick backside. His strong arms were covered, more like exposed, in the tight material while his beautiful muscular thighs were similarly showcased in the tight jeans.

The younger was unsure if he even carried the confidence to pull it off.

"You look like you came out of a magazine cover." his best friend had finally managed to form words.

"What? I-uhh.. don't know if I can..." Pablo scratched the back of his head.

"Shut up... You look unreal, bro. You ATE this outfit and left no fucking crumbs, I swear..."

Ansu was the hype man everyone needed in their lives.

Gavi smiled at him, "So now what, do we just wait for everyone?"

"Fuck no... I need to do your hair bro, it's giving 'fluffy baby boy' and we need it to give 'slicked back sexy boy'..." Ansu stated like it was the most normal thing to say, pulling the younger into the bathroom mirror where his products were already laid out.

There were curling irons, creams, gels and other products Gavi couldn't name.

"Why do you have so many hair products when you barely have any?" the younger joked earning a smack to the back of his head.

"They're my sister's, I borrowed them for tonight" he said, picking up the curling iron.

"Wait" the younger stopped him, "do you even know what you're doing, you're gonna burn me. Let's just stop here"

"Stop being a coward, I've seen my sister do this a million times and I've spent too many hours watching YouTube tutorials to back out now, so turn back, I can handle it"

And so that's how Ansu managed to get Gavi to slightly curl his hair, not too much, giving it a wavy natural look before applying gel to pull it slightly back so that the curls looked set and not fluffy.

Ansu finally leaned back to look at his work, extremely pleased.

"I am so talented, I could cry" he said wiping a fake tear.

"Oh please" Pablo laughed at his antics. He had to admit though, his best friend was quite the hairstylist/fashionista.

•••••

A few minutes later, the guests began to pile in. Gavi knew most of them, considering they were either their Barca players, La Masia teammates or Ansu's old friends to whom he'd already been introduced.

Everyone he came across couldn't stop complimenting Gavi on his new look. Not a single person who didn't give him a second look, or third, or fourth.... Gavi felt quite good too; his confidence slowly building up with each minute.

All the boys looked on enviously at the young Barca player who had conquered the football world at 18 and to top it off, he had the prettiest face and a body straight out of a daydream. They were unable to stop the uneasy feeling rising in their chest for all that he had achieved but they couldn't. But also, the boy was fucking hot and that in itself was not fair afterall he already had the skills but the looks too?!

The girls at the party were all over him, clinging to his shoulders, while they whispered seductively into his ear biting their lips coated in gloss; only if they knew...he just didn't swing that way. But they certainly didn't have to know that.

Gavi was so caught up in the attention, he didn't notice the dark eyes that had been staring at him the whole time. Pedri had looked for the boy the moment he entered through the door, hoping to catch his eyes as well.

The older felt the air knocked out of his lungs when he first laid eyes on Gavi that night. Pedri had probably thought of this a million times, but it's true that Gavi was the most beautiful boy he'd ever seen, he couldn't look any better. It didn't surprise him that no matter what the younger did it seemed to always take his breath away and tonight was no different. He wanted to look away but his eyes kept darting back to the younger, all too clouded with attraction. And so he looked on intently at his hair, his eyes, his smile, all his perfect curves and the clothes that clung to his body. He was so perfect in every way, Gavi was everything... everything he'd ever wanted.

A part of him though, was insanely jealous because he knew, he definitely wasn't the only one who could see the younger's perfection. It was out for everyone's eyes to enjoy and savour which didn't sit right one bit to him. He glared at the hungry stares Gavi received from both men and women alike, they made him want to gouge out their eyes. How dare they look at him that way? The thought of Gavi intimate with someone else made his blood curl and his vision turn red.

This was wrong. So wrong.... He didn't even have the right to feel this way anymore and yet, he couldn't satiate himself. Only Gavi could quench his undeniable want that had only grown ever since he'd left him. And right now he wanted to fuck him stupid right in the middle of the crowd for everyone's eyes to see just how only he could make the younger twist and moan in pleasure for him.

"You okay baby?" Sienna's voice brought him out of his head.

He initially didn't plan to bring her along at all, especially after knowing that Gavi would be there too, he didn't want the younger to feel 'replaced' so soon, even though the younger already knew what was going on, but he felt as though seeing her in person would make Gavi feel even more uncomfortable. So it was actually just supposed to be him, but ofcourse when did his plans ever work out...

Ferran had called him asking him to bring Sienna along so that Sira could also have some company and something about the girls bonding. And Pedri being the people's pleaser he was, could never say no to his bestfriend, so here he was, sitting bored on the couch, mind raging with thoughts of the younger while his arms were swung over Sienna's shoulders next to him. She had been caught up in conversation with Sira about some actress he'd never heard of.

"Yeah, just thinking about the.... season" he shrugged, throwing her a quick glance.

"My champion" she smiled, giving him a quick peck on his cheek.

"Aww... You guys are cute." Sira cooed, "How long since you got back together?"

"Almost two months now .." Sienna smiled, as she held Pedri's hand over her shoulder. Pedri looked down at his shoes suddenly feeling guilt wash over him. He was about to go back into his thoughts before Ferran's voice broke over the loud music

"Look who's here, the Starboy himself..." Ferran laughed as he stood up to hug Gavi, who also muttered a greeting.

The older's eyes snapped up to take in the boy, he looked even more unreal up close and Pedri was rendered speechless.

"And damn!!! What happened to my puppy? Who's this model in front of me?" Ferran added further.

Sira stood up as well as she nudged her elbow into her boyfriend's side, "Stop messing with the boy, Fer."

She turned to the younger with kind eyes as she hugged him, "You look so good, Gavi.. for a moment I had to do a double take with my boyfriend next to me!" She laughed clapping her hands and this time it was Ferran's turn to glare at her.

"You look good as always too Sira" he smiled at her, side eyeing Ferran.

"Can the two of you stop flirting in front of me?!!!" Ferran cried out, breaking into laughter.

Gavi's eyes turned to Pedri before quickly looking away.

"You must be Sienna... It's great to finally meet you" he managed out, as she stood up to kiss his cheeks in greetings.

"It's great to meet you too. I've heard only good things about you and my cousin sisters and girlfriends are huge fans!! " she smiled enthusiastically.

Okay... Why'd she have to be nice? Now, Gavi couldn't hate her even if he wanted to.

"Hey, Pedri" and for the first time that night, he turned his attention towards the older as they awkwardly clasped their hands and gave each other a half hug.

"So is the popular guy gonna sit with us or do you have those five girls you've got to get back to? " Ferran said without filter as always.

"Yeah... I can sit with-"

"Gavi!!! There's someone here... You're gonna lose your mind!!!" Ansu suddenly came running, hands on the younger's shoulder shaking him, he belatedly noticed that the younger had been in conversation before he interupted.

"Can I steal him for a moment guys?" Ansu turned his attention towards the others.

"No problem, dude... " Ferran stated, "take him away... Please" he added, making everyone laugh again, except Pedri who'd desperately wanted to have the younger next to him.

"Asshole" Gavi muttered as he was dragged away by Ansu.

Pedri watched the younger's retreating back as he buried the urge to run after him and stick to his side for the rest of the night.

••••

"Where are we going Ansu??" Gavi groaned as he was being pushed by the older behind him.

They finally entered the kitchen where a group of their old La Masia teammates were in conversation. Ansu tapped a boy who had his back turned on them.

Gavi's eyes widened in realisation, he could already recognise that hair, those lean shoulders, his perfume way too familiar on the nose. He could tell who he was before the boy even turned, he had spent years memorizing all the smallest details afterall.

The boy finally turned back and smiled that same smile Gavi had fallen for years ago and it still pulled some strings in his heart. He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

"Oscar..."

A/n:Is it just me or did Pedri seem really distant from Gavi the entire Parade?!!!  I know it's late to bring this up now but Pedri, if you EVER treat my bbg like this again, we bout to have some serious problems..😡

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