Jana Fernández

Summary: Y/n and Jana's secret marriage is revealed after an injury, leading to recovery and unexpected wedding plans.

Word count: 2k

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Y/n and Jana had practically grown up on the same pitches–both La Masia girls through and through.

Y/n debuted for the senior team at just sixteen, a prodigy in the midfield, and Jana joined her the following season. From the start, Y/n was taken under the wings of Alexia, Aitana, and Patri, who saw her as the future of the club.

Alongside them, there was always Ona, Bruna, Vicky and the rest of the La Masia girls, the tight-knit little group that had watched Y/n and Jana go from best friends to something more. Bruna had left Barcelona a few seasons ago, but they were still pretty much in contact.

Jana and Y/n bickered like an old married couple, finishing each other's sentences. It even became a running joke in the locker room. "If they're not already married, they might as well be."

But today, they weren't in the locker room. They were out on the pitch, facing Atlético Madrid.

The roar of the crowd at the stadium faded into a haunting silence suddenly, just as the ball was stolen from Y/n's feet.

And then it happened, a tackle came in.

It was sharp, hard, and quick. The impact sent a shock through the girl's body, alongside a cold rush of pain, and then everything stopped.

Y/n couldn't feel her leg. Her whole leg. Not even pain anymore.

She wanted to feel pain now, wanted to feel something on her shin, on her thigh, but nothing came.

There's a panic rising in her chest, and her breath became sharp and shallow. Y/n's vision flickers at the edges, but she was trying to force herself to stay conscious, trying not to let the rising panic take over.

But it didn't happen.

"Y/n! Y/n!" Jana's voice cut through the pitch, but it was distant, almost muffled. Y/n tried to look up, but it was like her body was betraying her; she had to sink back, unable to keep herself upright.

The moment the medics rushed onto the pitch, Jana was already by her side. Her face was pale with worry, muttering Y/n's name over and over, her hands trembling as she hovered by the stretcher.

"Ho sento, però no pots pujar a l'ambulància [Sorry, you can't get in the ambulance.]," one of the medics said to Jana, his voice firm but gentle as another one held Jana's hand, trying to keep her from getting inside.

"No, I'm going with her," Jana said instantly.

Then, she felt a warm hand on her upper arm.

A warm hand found Jana's upper arm.

"Estàs molt nerviosa i podries interferir, nena [You're very agitated–it could make things more difficult, sweetheart]" Alexia said softly. "Wait with us, we're following the ambulance, okay?"

Jana's hands trembled as she glanced over at the medics, but her gaze immediately shifted back to Y/n, lying helplessly on the stretcher.

"Però és la meva dona! [But she's my wife]," Jana blurted out, her voice loud and clear in the tense air.

There's a moment of stunned silence.

Every head on the pitch turned.

The team froze. Alexia started, mouth slightly open.

"Jana–què?" Alexia asked, her voice low. "What are you saying?"

The medic stood frozen, unsure how to respond, but Jana didn't give up. She stepped closer, her voice trembling. "Y/n's my wife. I'm not letting her go without me."

The medics exchanged an uneasy glance, then one of them nodded. It was protocol–they couldn't deny a legal family member.

Jana climbed into the ambulance quietly, leaving behind a very stunned—and very confused—Barça squad.

They weren't sure if she was lying just to get in the ambulance or if it was real.

Y/n and Jana weren't exactly a secret. They were very open about being together, a kind of it-couple in the Woso world. But married? That was completely new.

'Weren't they a bit too young for this kind of commitment?' The thought lingered in Alexia's mind as she piled as many teammates as she could into her car and followed the ambulance.

Her mind raced. Jana...Y/n...married? She couldn't wrap her head around it.

She and Jana had been close for years, but even she never suspected anything like this. They'd always had that young love dynamic, yes, but this? It wasn't just a commitment...it was the commitment. She knew Jana was serious, but this... this was a whole other level.

'But why hadn't she told me?' Alexia's grip tightened on the steering wheel as she drove, the confusion and the tension grew inside of her.

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When they arrived at the hospital, Jana sat silently in the waiting room, tears running down her cheeks.

"Oh, nena," Alexia whispered, kneeling in front of her. Pina and Patri placed a comforting hand on her back.

"The medics said it looked worse than it is," Alexia continued. "She was in shock. That's why she looked so out of it, it's okay."

"Yes, it seemed serious, but nothing too dangerous," Vicky added, her voice soft and a little shaky. "No organs or internal stuff."

"She's still in pain," Jana murmured.

"She's getting treatment, sí?" Alexia said gently. "It's a good hospital. She has a long recovery ahead, but she'll be okay."

They let Jana cry until her eyes were dry.

Then, after a long silence, Vicky broke it.

"So... are we not going to talk about it?" he asked, her voice casual but curious.

Pina elbowed her in the side, and Vicky jumped, muttering a quick, "Ouch!"

"I'm just saying what everyone's thinking!" Vicky defended, raising her hands in mock surrender.

Jana looked around at the faces of her teammates, all staring at her with a mixture of surprise, concern, and... expectation.

Her eyes flicked from one to the next, her heart pounding in her chest. The weight of their eyes felt heavy.

Jana sighed.

"Yes, it's true," she finally said, her voice soft but steady. She swallowed, her heart beating a little faster, but she didn't look away from the team. "But I don't want to talk about it. Not without Y/n."

There was a pause, thick with anticipation. The room seemed to hold its breath as Jana's words settled.

"She's not ready," Jana said, her voice low, but filled with a quiet intensity. "This wasn't how we planned to share it with you all. It wasn't about hiding, but... we needed it to be ours for a little while."

The team fell into silence once more, but this time it was different. The pressure of their expectations, while still there, but it had softened.

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The next three days are a whirlwind of hospital visits and concerned teammates. The moment Y/n was awake, everyone breathed in relief.

Y/n wasn't in a coma or anything, but the pain meds kept her groggy. She could barely stay awake for more than a few minutes at a time–not surprising, considering she broke two bones in one go.

But as soon as Y/n was out of the danger zone, the questions began.

Jana and Y/n were both surrounded by their teammates, as Jana sat beside her, one hand gently squeezing Y/n's, the other stroking her fingers.

Y/n weakly squeezed back, a faint smile tugging at her lips.

Alexia was the first. "Okay, so... when did this happen?"

"Why didn't you tell us?" Vicky pouted. "I'm literally your best friend. I wanted to be maid of honour!"

Pina stands beside Alexia, her face with curiosity. "Did you guys really elope? You didn't even invite us?"

Ona crosses her arms, her expression somewhere between playful and confused. "And you kept it a secret for how long?"

Patri's brow furrows as she gently presses a hand to Jana's shoulder. "Why didn't you tell us, Jana? We're your family... and Y/n's too."

The truth was that they had eloped over the holiday break last month in Greece,it had been a private ceremony, just them and an official. A secret tucked away, far from the cameras.

They hadn't planned to keep it forever. Just... a little longer. Long enough to enjoy it for themselves, to feel like just wife and wife, not Jana and Y/n, players of Barcelona and Spain.

Jana let out a shaky breath, her fingers still holding onto Y/n's hand. "It wasn't supposed to be anyone's business..." She looked at Y/n softly, almost as if she were asking for permission to speak.

Y/n gave a small nod, her head resting against the pillow, eyes fluttering closed.

"I'm sorry. We didn't mean to hide it from you all... It's just... it was very sudden and we wanted to keep it in between just us for a while–" Jana said.

"--We've been together since we were teenagers, and we've always been open about it. This was just... something we wanted to keep private. No media, no pressure. Just us...you know?"

"We didn't think it was the right time to tell anyone... Especially with everything going on." Y/n said, still dizzy from the medicine, feeling Jana holding her hand tighter now.

"It happened last month, during break," Jana chimed in. "We were getting ready for the Champions League. The timing didn't feel right to tell anyone."

"We also didn't want to make it a big deal." Y/n said, giving them a faint smile; "But... I'm sorry too."

There's a heavy silence, the weight of the secret they kept hanging in the air.

"Okay, you two. As cute as it is that you wanted privacy, you're family. No more hiding things like this. We want to be part of your lives." Alexia's voice cuts through the quiet, playful but firm.

The rest of the team nodded in agreement, but there was a teasing edge now.

"But when Y/n's fully recovered, we want an actual wedding. With all of us there," Aitana says from the corner of her room, her voice gentle. "You owe us that much."

Y/n laughs, the sound light and relieved, though she winces slightly from the pain in her leg. "Looks like I'll be walking down the aisle with crutches. Doctor says it'll be a year until I'm fully recovered."

"Perfect," Alexia grinned. "You've got one year to plan the best wedding in Barcelona."

The team didn't stay mad–not really. But the lectures kept coming. Alexia led the first one. Patri followed.

Then came more emotional blackmail from Vicky and Ona, who pulled the "We're your family" card again and made Jana cry all over.

The teammates slowly left the room, teasing and laughing, but still showing their concern for the couple. The room eventually grew quiet, as the door clicked for the last time.

Jana sat beside Y/n, her hand gently resting on Y/n's leg, not enough to hurt. She didn't say anything for a moment, just let the silence settle between them. Comforting.

"You're not mad, are you?" Her tone was soft, almost unsure. "That it came out?"

Jana shook her head and leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to Y/n's forehead. "I'm not mad," she whispered. "Just... tired. a long day for us. I just...don't know why we didn't tell them sooner–it seems so silly now."

Y/n smiled, taking Jana's hand in hers, her thumb gently brushing over her fingers. "We had our time," Y/n said. "Do you want to keep it just in between the team? Or like...make it official? Like the media and all that?"

"We'll do it when you're ready," Jana said, leaning in closer to kiss her softly. "For now, just rest. We have plenty of time to think about how we're gonna deal with it."

"Just so you know," Y/n said playfully, "I'll be the one in recovery, but I won't be planning this wedding alone."

"I wouldn't dream of letting you do it by yourself," Jana laughed. "You remember when we were fifteen and you said you wanted a teal dress at our wedding?"

"Oh please, like you weren't the one who wanted to wear boots with your dress! Boots!" Y/n replied, grinning.

"Hey, don't say that!" Jana protested. "I still want to. It'd be Vogue cover material, I'm telling you."

"Well, I'm cancelling the wedding right now," Y/n teased, rolling her eyes dramatically.

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a/n: spent part of my afternoon writing this little thing, hope you guys liked it <3

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