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“I’m not being weird,” Pedri said, his voice rising slightly “I think I’m allowed to be bothered that people think I’m dating my best friend just because we’re close and show up to training together.” Fer nodded slowly “Okay, don’t get defensive. You’re allowed to feel upset, no one’s saying you aren’t. Just—don’t let Ferran think that being seen with him like that is the worst thing in the world.”
Pedri stared at him “What are you trying to say?”
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Ferran is in love with Pedri, but Pedri is completely oblivious.
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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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- Part 11 of fedri fics
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"Yeah, but there's a difference between not rushing and being completely clueless," Pedri said, frustration creeping into his voice. "I'm twenty-two, Ferran. Most people have at least... I don't know. Some idea of what they're doing."
Ferran was quiet for a moment, and when Pedri looked over, his friend was watching him with that same considering expression from earlier.
"What if I helped you?" Ferran said.
Pedri blinked. "What?"
"Helped you. You know, with the stuff you feel like you're missing out on." Ferran shrugged, trying to look casual, but there was something careful in the way he was watching Pedri's reaction. "I mean, we're friends. We trust each other. If you want to learn how to flirt, or kiss, or... whatever, I could teach you. No pressure, no judgment." -
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“Hey Jude.” Haaland says, his Nordic accent muffled through what sounds like fabric covering his mouth. “Hey, so, I’m just going to-what's that phrase called? I am just going to cut to the chase.” He continues, voice clearer now, leading Jude to assume he must have pulled off whatever was muffling his voice earlier.
“What does that mean? Also, wow, it’s been so long since we’ve spoken-”
“I am outside of your hotel, Jude.”
“You’re what?!” Jude stammers.
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