Fics like you’ve ruined my life by not being mine

“Please tell me you asked for the guy’s number,” Eric teases, reaching around Dani to slap the back of Ferran’s head, video paused on his screen. “When would I have done that?” Ferran mumbles, eyes focused on the TV. “Oh my god, you can’t do anything without me,” Eric sighs, reclining back into his chair, tapping his screen. Almost simultaneously, Ferran’s phone buzzes inside his pocket — he ignores it, rolling his eyes at Eric. “He isn’t even Ferri’s type,” Pedri mumbles, voice so low that Ferran isn’t sure anyone else could hear it over the loud logo of the World Cup spinning around the TV screen. or: Ferran gives an interview to an attractive man, Eric wants him to go for it and Pedri wants Ferran to himself.

Fics like you’ve ruined my life by not being mine

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