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Pedri is lying face down on his bed, wearing only his swimming trunks and letting the soft breeze that enters through the window lull him. He’s in Tenerife with his family and they’ve just had lunch and the house is quiet. Just like any other Summer afternoon, when it’s too warm and slow to do much, he’s just chilling as if it is tradition to do so.
He feels his body relaxing, after the morning spent at the beach with Fer, laughing and playing around, and his mum’s copious lunch, he thinks he might need it. He feels himself falling asleep, but the buzzing of his phone pulls him back from the slumber. It vibrates four times in a row, which means someone is sending a string of texts, and he doesn’t even need to look to know it’s Ferran.
Ferri❤️
WHAT
Ferri❤️
IS
Ferri❤️
THIS
Ferri❤️
WHY ARE YOU POSTING THIRST TRAPS????
He smiles and takes his time unlocking the phone and rereading Ferran’s frantic texts.
Ferri❤️
WHO ARE YOU TRYING TO SEDUCE???
Pedri chuckles. Because when he chose the pictures for his Tanzania photo-dump, he did it expecting exactly this. He hasn’t seen his boyfriend in weeks, and Ferran has been partying in Ibiza, which is completely fine with him, but he does miss the attention, so he thought he should remind him of what he was missing. And boy, did it work.
Pedrito
What are you talking about?
He giggles when he sees the bubbles appear and disappear a couple of times. Ferran should know by now how much Pedri loves feigning innocence to rile him up, but the guy seems to enjoy it, because he plays into it every time. Ferran sends him a screenshot and he laughs.
Ferri❤️
Why are these shorts so small?
Pedrito
What do you mean? They are my normal training shorts
He snorts at Ferran’s comment. As if the older boy hasn’t been pulling his shorts up in every training session, showing off his thighs. Which Pedri won’t even complain about, because Ferran’s thighs are a thing of beauty. But it is funny.
Ferri❤️
Pedri, come on
Pedrito
I don’t know what you are implying
I just posted some pics from my trip
Pedrito
Do you not like them?
Ferri❤️
No, they are adorable
but did you need to post all those shirtless pics???
Pedrito
It was hot??
Pedrito
THE WEATHER
Ferri❤️
But baby
Now everyone is thirsting over you
Ha. As if Ferran doesn’t know that there are photos running around from his boat trip with friends and people have been drooling over him a lot. A LOT.
He clearly needs to up his game, so he does something he knows will rile Ferran up even more. He types a couple of letters and deletes them. And then repeat. And then he does it again for good measure. And then he stops and doesn’t respond. And it’s like clockwork. It takes only a couple of minutes before his phone starts ringing.
“Yes?” He answers, calmly.
“Baby,” Ferran says, and Pedri can’t help the smile that spreads on his lips the moment he hears his boyfriend’s voice.
“The answer to your question is you,” he says and waits for Ferran to catch up.
“What?” It may take him a little while. “Oh,” he says after a few seconds. And there it is. “You were trying to seduce me?”
“Yeah,” he admits, smiling.
“You already seduced me years ago, and many times since,” he replies, the sap that he is. Pedri loves him.
“But I missed you,” he admits, rolling around and sitting up against the pillows. "And you're far away..."
“You said it was okay,” Ferran sounds defensive, but then he sighs.
“And it is okay, but I miss you anyway,” he rushes to clarify. “You weren’t there with the national team and I missed you.” Pedri explains. “And then we only saw each other a couple of days before I left with my family,” he adds. “And now we’re on completely different islands…”
“I miss you too,” Ferran says in a softer voice. “What if I fly sooner than what we planned?” He says after a few seconds.
Before everything went down with Ferran’s appendicitis and he had to miss the national team meeting. They had planned to have part of their holidays on their own; Ferran with his friends and Pedri with his family, and meet up in Tenerife a week before they were due back in Barcelona. And they were sticking to that plan, but now it doesn’t seem like such a good plan anymore.
“Would you do that?” Pedri asks, hopeful. He doesn’t want to be the kind of boyfriend who would ask his partner to cut their vacation short, but he wants to see Ferran so badly.
“I can’t think of anything that I want more than holding you in my arms and kissing you,” Ferran says, and Pedri smiles and hugs one of his cushions because he needs it.
“Then yes, please.” He says quietly. “Come as soon as you can,” he asks, and there are a few noises coming from Ferran’s end.
“I’m checking flights for tomorrow,” he finally says and Pedri smiles.
“I love you,” he whispers, tightening his grip on the cushion.
“I love you too, peque,” Ferran replies in a similar tone. “So much.”
THE END