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“I’m gonna do the thing.”
Gavi’s words echo in the comfortable silence of their shared living room. Viní and Gavi had been dating for a good year, they were like two peas in a pod and spent any second they could with each other.
“That’s probably a bad idea.” Viní nonchalantly told him, as his eyes were still glued to his phone.
The ‘thing’ just happened to be revealing their relationship to the public. They had been debating on it since the first 3 months of their relationship. Vinícius wanted to keep their relationship private, but Gavi wanted to show off who made him happy. Homosexual relationships were considered taboo in the football world, even more in society.
“But really, what’s the worst that could happen?” Gavi retorted with a devil-may-care attitude.
Viní sat up from his lounging position on the couch and looked the other boy straight in the eye.
“Pablo, what’s the worst that could happen?” Vinícius asked with a sarcastic tone still present even with his Brazilian-accented Spanish.
“Uh, yeah”
“We could get blackballed and lose our spots in our club, be shunned by the media, lose friends— you know I could go on and on!” Viní rambled as he counted each sentence on his fingers.
“You need better friends than your madridista ones, because I wouldn’t lose any friends.”
“Give it a week and think about it, maybe you’ll come to your senses” Vinícius rolls his eyes and directs his attention back to his phone.
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It’s a week later and Vinícius is at the private gym in his house that Gavi frequents when his phone starts dramatically pinging. Driving every other day to the Bernabéu gym was a pain, and going to a public one obviously has its risks.
Viní looks over at his phone as he runs on the treadmill, but pays no mind.
A couple beats later and the ringing still persists. Viní slows down the treadmill until it comes to a standstill and limps over to his phone, left abandoned on the floor while he does his workout.
“Huh?”
As Vinís phone lights up, he has clear access to the hundreds of notifications from friends, his boss, and a bunch of random accounts from numerous social media websites.
He skims through his newest messages and clicks on the shared group chat he has with Jude, Kylian, and Rodrygo.
Belligoal
since when were u shagging number 6 from barca?? 😂😂
Me
wtf r u talking abt??
Kyks
dont play dumb, everyones seen his post and im sure u have too
Rodryy
IM UR BEST FRIEND AND U NEVER TOLD ME U GUYS WERE DATING??
Vinícius quickly exits out of the messaging app and opens Instagram. He now knows for sure, Pablos done the ‘thing’
Vinís notifications center is blown up with comments, likes, and dms from friends, colleagues, and fans alike.
That's when he sees it, a post from Gavi on his feed. “Feliz 2025!” captioned on one of the hundreds of photos he and Gavi have taken over a year of them dating. There wasn’t a caption, but one was needed from someone to obviously discern that it was a hard-launch for his relationship.
“Holy shit.”