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Pedri is the last one to find out about Ferran's transfer to PSG and he doesn't take it well. They drift apart, but are forced to reconcile during the international break. Through jealousy and possessive behaviour, Pedri and Ferran try to find their way back to each other.
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09 Oct 2026
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‘The warm, cotton, and slightly damp fabric grazes up and down Ferran’s shin. It starts off at a normal pace, going up and down like a clock ticking. Then it slows down to an agonizing rhythm. The pressure varies from light to deep, making sure to tickle all of the striker’s bumps and bruises. Shivers go through Ferran’s whole body. The foot then decided to leisurely trace patterns and random doodles. Until it settled on drawing dicks for quite some time.
Pedri is so fucked when they get home.’
Multiple scenarios of Pedri causing "distractions".
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- Part 3 of Pedri+Ferran
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07 Oct 2026
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They didn’t talk about what their relationship was after that because they didn’t have to. Pedri paired up with him training that next morning like nothing happened. Laughed at his jokes with a hand holding on to Ferran’s bicep, latched onto him during rondos, gave Ferran those fucking eyes that always made his shorts tight.
Pedri’s quiet way of saying more, please.
And Ferran can read in between the lines.
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06 Oct 2026
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06 Oct 2026
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They weren’t together, God, they had never even kissed.
But Ferran thought about it constantly, he thought about what it would take to put that same look on Pedri’s face without a tackle involved, what it would feel like to be the reason those eyes went wet and that mouth trembled, what it would sound like if the whimper was for him alone.
So he started being mean.
It began with tone, a sharper edge when Pedri misplayed a simple pass in training. "Again, focus." The words themselves were ordinary, the way Ferran said them was not. Pedri would freeze for half a second, eyes flicking up to Ferran’s face, and there it would be— that quick flash of hurt, the soft drop of his mouth, the way his shoulders drew in like he was bracing for something worse.
Ferran would hold his gaze just long enough to watch the wet shine gather, then look away as if nothing had happened.
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- Part 7 of angel's bottom pedri fics
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01 Oct 2026