Pressure | Pablo Gavi

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"Yeah, It would be nice to have you there, if you could make it obviously." He replied.

"I'll make it to every one." She said, sliding the lanyard into the card and placing it on the bedside table along with everything else.

She lent over to Gavi, giving him a kiss. "I have one more thing, it's more of a question though." He said, slightly anxious about answering. Blair waited for him to continue, "I was wondering," he took a breath before continuing, "Would you like to be my girlfriend?" He said, asking it as quickly as he could.

Blair smiled, "Pablo Gavira, I would love to."

Gavi felt a sense of relief, "Thank god, I was worried coming the entire way here." He said, letting out a sigh of relief.

"Why were you worried?" Blair asked, turning towards Gavi.

He pouted his lips, "I guess I just got worried I don't really have a reason for it". He replied.

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The evening came along, Clary had returned with the cake she told Blair she was getting. Around their house was both Pedri and Gavi, a couple other players from the Barcelona team, this including Pablo Torre, Ansu Fati and Alejandro Balde. Over the past couple of months, both Blair and Clary had gotten to know these other players, so it wasn't like they were there with strangers.

"Pablo!" Blair said running over to Pablo Torre,

"Happy Birthday my sister from another country." Torre said shoulder bumping Blair whilst handing her a bottle of alcohol.

"Thank you Pablo number 2." Blair said putting the bottle on the countertop, next to the other bottles.

"You lot have training tomorrow don't you?" Blair asked looking at the alcohol, knowing that her and Clary wouldn't be able to drink that.

"Not until like 5pm." Pedri said looking at Clary wondering why that question was being asked.

"Do you guys want some drinks?" Blair asked, walking to the kitchen to pour herself and Clary one.

Gavi wondered over to the kitchen to Blair, "They said no, dehydrates them they don't want to get injuries." He said, picking some of the bottles up to see what he wanted. "Do you have any Whiskey?" He asked, looking slightly down at Blair.

"Just because you asked, I do." Blair said taking a bottle of Whiskey out of the cupboard and handing it to him.

"Thank you princess." He said, taking the bottle and walking back over to the group, who all sat in the living room.

Blair decided she couldn't be bothered to make any drinks, so she took the bottles with her. "Just so I don't have to walk back and forth." She said putting the drinks on the coffee table.

Gavi sat on a sofa by himself, enjoying his space which was soon invaded by Blair. He was still holding the bottle he asked Blair for, not wanting to share it with anyone. Blair sat on his lap, purposely teasing him slightly. "This all for you?" Blair asked knocking the bottle. He nodded his head taking a few more sips, "How come you drink during the season and the others don't?" She asked, keeping her voice quiet so the conversation would stay between them.

"It's stressful, I need a little pressure reliever every now and again." He whispered.

"You know there's other ways to relieve pressure." Blair said, rubbing her hand along his inner thigh. He looked down at where she was putting her hand, the longer he left it the more her hand wandered.

"Is that so." Gavi said, smirking slightly, but not enough to make it completely obvious to the others that he was.

"I mean, we could stay down here, or go upstairs." She whispered, looking around at everyone else.

"Wont it be a little suspicious if we both go upstairs?" Gavi said, underestimating Blair.

"I'm going to throw up." Blair said, putting her drink down and quickly running upstairs.

"What." Gavi said, genuinely clueless to if she actually was, "Are you okay?" He asked as he followed her up the stairs, and Blair not telling Gavi what she was going to do, that is what made it more convincing.

Blair stood waiting for Gavi in her room smiling, "Plan worked no questions." She said. Gavi was impressed, he shut her door and locked it.

"I'm impressed, why can't you do that more often." He said, taking her by the waist and kissing her.

"We can't be up here for long." Blair said breaking the kiss.

She pushed Gavi back slightly getting onto her knees, "This okay?" She asked, holding his belt before she would undo it. Gavi nodded, helping Blair take off his belt and then his jeans.

He felt like he was in heaven, the combo of mouth and hands meant that he had to cover his mouth with his own hands, trying not to make a sound. He rested one of his hands on her head, guiding her slightly. As his head shot back in delight.

"You okay?" She asked, he couldn't get a single word out of his mouth, instead he just mumbled 'mmhm'.

Once they were done Blair helped Gavi put back on his bottoms, going into the bathroom to wash out her mouth.

"You really weren't kidding about the whole, no gag reflex thing." He said having to adjust his jeans every now and again so he wasn't too uncomfortable.

"Told you so," Blair said, washing her hands. "We should probably get back downstairs though." She continued.

Gavi held her hand as she tried to walk away, "Just one minute." He said pulling her closer by her waist, kissing her passionately.

She pulled away from the kiss, "Downstairs lover boy." She said unlocking the door and gently pushing him out.

"You okay?" Torre asked as Clary and Gavi walked back to the living room.

Blair sniffled her nose a little, "Not sure, hopefully a little more drink would make me feel better." She said pouring herself some Gin and Tonic.

Gavi sat down on the sofa, the same seat he sat on before. However, this time he was a lot more uncomfortable, finding it hard to sit without wanting to fidget. Pedri looked at Gavi, seeing him fidgeting, he almost glared at Gavi trying to figure out if Blair was actually sick. "Qué?" Gavi asked Pedri, in which Pedri just smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

Eventually everyone had left, getting home so that they could get some sleep. The last to leave was Gavi and Pedri, Gavi was laying on the sofa, almost refusing to leave. "You can't stay here again Gavi," Blair said, "At this point you'd have to move in, your place is so neglected." She continued, in which Gavi agreed.

"Come on little man, i will give you a lift." Pedri said trying to pick Gavi up, struggling to pick his friend up.

"I'm the same height as you Pedri." He said, sounding like a child as he pulled himself up. He waved goodbye to Blair, being pulled out the house by Pedri.