𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 － pablo gavi

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𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝟔𝟏
—something like true love

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2 weeks later; july 2023

"What are you doing here already?", this question was directed to Pablo, who was at the door of her hotel room much earlier than expected.

She herself had just come out of the shower, having sung her heart out to the song California Gurls by Katy Perry only a few minutes earlier, while she had rubbed shaving cream all over her body.

The last few days had been exhausting, all the packing, the journey to America and the unpacking, not to mention the jet lag that had not left her completely cold. Today was the first day in Los Angeles when she really felt rested.

It was the perfect day to explore the city and to see if the famous American Dream really existed. For this reason, a full body shave was just part of it.

Pablo, however she wasn't expecting for another hour, because he himself wasn't here just for fun. Nevertheless, he and some of his teammates had the suggestion to explore the city together with their girlfriends.

"It's nice to see you, too," he greeted her with a grin, only to put both his hands to her cheeks and pull her closer for a kiss.

"Training ended a little early today because Jules dropped out due to stomach problems and they said it might be from the heat and all the stress. So they let us go to take it easy," he clarified, however, once he had moved past her and looked around the hotel room.

The hotel Cayetana, Fer and her parents had checked into was, fortunately for them, right next to the players', so at least they didn't have a long walk to the other, because even if Barcelona itself was a huge city, it clearly couldn't be compared to Los Angeles.

"Stomach problems? That doesn't sound good," muttered the girl, disappearing once again into the bathroom to continue getting ready. She definitely wasn't going to let him stress her out now and continued to take her time.

Her alarm bells had been ringing since the second Pablo had told her the reason for his early appearance. Even though she had dealt with vomiting people several times in the last year, her emetophobia was still not over.

"Don't worry about it and go ahead putting unnecessary makeup on your already beautiful face so we won't be late".

She stuck her head out of the bathroom, contour stick in hand, to point directly at him. "Let me live out my joy in makeup and find something else to do, mister".

The addressed man raised his hands defensively, but couldn't help grinning at the sight of his girlfriend with several streaks of dark brown color on her face.
"Got it."

With those words, he threw himself on the unmade bed and pulled his cell phone out of his pocket to let her do her thing in peace.