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Ferran Torres, who’d been in the stands, his red and yellow scarf a beacon of support, had slipped past security to sneak into the dressing room. He stood at the entrance, his heart breaking at the sight of Pedri, curled into Dani’s arms like a wounded child. His boy. His beautiful, brilliant boy, shaking and sobbing like his world had caved in. Because for him, it had.
or the highs and lows of the nations league
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31 Jul 2026
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Dude, you missed it—” Unai said, shooting a wicked, knowing smirk across to Joan.
“C’mon, what happened? Tell me,” Ferran pressed, taking a step closer. The noise of the parade seemed to fade into a blur behind him. There was a sudden, restless edge to his voice—a sharp, burning need to know what secret version of his best friend had unlocked while he was away.“You wouldn’t believe it even if we swore on the trophy,” Joan chuckled, pulling his phone from his pocket. “Just look.”
He tapped the screen and held it out.
The video was short, chaotic, and completely hypnotic. The camera shook slightly in Joan's hand as the heavy reggaeton beat of "Bizcochito" blasted through the speaker, but the focus never strayed from the center of the room.
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31 Jul 2026
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“You’ve described every subsequent rut in the same way. Your instincts reject every omega you encounter. If this is a case of Post-Maturation Alpha Imprinting, then there is nothing wrong with you."
Jude's mind drifted back to a pair of hazel eyes that had been haunting him for years.
“I believe your alpha may have imprinted on this omega.”
Jude finally had an answer for the miserable ruts he’d endured for four years, but it wasn't the one he wanted. His alpha wasn’t broken, it had simply made a choice. Unfortunately, that choice was Pedri, the omega who'd shared one unforgettable night with him on the eve of his eighteenth birthday.
Now, the only person his alpha will accept is the one who vanished before sunrise without a trace. With no way to reverse the imprint, Jude has no choice but to search for the one person his instincts never forgot.
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24 Jul 2026
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“You’re not going to like the next part,” Ferran says, amused.
Pedri hums, kissing his chin, “Tell me.”
“The words ‘mi pareja’ may have left my mouth,” Ferran finishes, shutting his eyes to prepare for the inevitable scoff of disappointment and light scolding for being a blabber mouth. Realistically, he knows what he said isn’t that bad. Still, he wants the reassurance from his boyfriend, especially if it comes in the form of kisses and cuddles.
Pedri kisses him on the lips, laughing.
or: Ferran slips up during an interview and tells the world he's in a relationship. It's okay, because Pedri has a plan.
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24 Jul 2026
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“Fuck, I know,” Ferrans voice is almost lost under the constant drum of raindrops, “Think my toes have frozen off,”
Pedri smirks despite himself.
“They have not, idiot,”
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It's cold, it's raining, and conserving body heat is the smart thing to do
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24 Jul 2026