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✮ Xavi Simons Boyfriend Headcanons!

xavi simons x gf!fem!reader

sy: boyfriend headcanons for xavi.

a/n: xavi is so acc so hot we need to stop pretending you guys. here you gooo, hope u like it (im kinda running out of ideas help) 💞

warnings: nah

-> Bf!Xavi… has to remind you how beautiful you are, every minute. “did you know this lipstick colour really suits you?”

-> Bf!Xavi… his kisses are practically a reflex. he doesn’t even think about kissing you.. he just does.

-> Bf!Xavi… keeps you as mental support during gym sessions. listens to you yap and yap endlessly.

-> Bf!Xavi… (especially during away games) he’s the type to start adopting withdrawal symptoms and messages you at like 3am with the most bizzarre questions. (e.g., do you think the moon gets lonely? — YES THAT INSANE)

-> Bf!Xavi… who’s love language is words of affirmation.

-> Bf!Xavi… begun a habit to obsessively braid your hair whilst you talk, not even realising he’s doing so.

-> Bf!Xavi… deadass gossiper. well you both are—whispering to eachother during times when your meant to be quiet. [screaming]

-> Bf!Xavi… will smile when you smile. accept his is 100x wider because why wouldn’t he smile when he’s looking at you?

-> Bf!Xavi… princess treatment or nothing. (what a MAN)

-> Bf!Xavi… he will never fail to name you as his and his only. it’s always “my girl” or “my life” never someone else’s. in any conversation, you can expect him to mention you.

-> Bf!Xavi… playful fighting kinda bf.

-> Bf!Xavi… he always has to be touching you in some way. whether that be when he’s driving and his hand rests on your knee, whether his hands are settled on your hips in a crowd—he has to.

-> Bf!Xavi… infectious kissing attacks are his favourite to use. especially all over your cheeks, lips, forehead & nose. #needthat

-> Bf!Xavi… counts each singular minute for when he can see you again. whether your at work, he is, heck even if your in the shower. he’s counting.

-> Bf!Xavi… definitely has attachment issues from you and date i say, terrible withdrawal symptoms. he will take you anywhere with him, just to make sure.

-> Bf!Xavi… forgets anniversaries gf x plans six months in advance bf.

-> Bf!Xavi… his inner nerd will strike every so often, calling you something loving that has you questioning what it means. (you’re so pulchritudinous mi vida)

-> Bf!Xavi… ALWAYS challenges you to a match of football. okay, yeah he forces you to play, but he always makes sure you win.

-> Bf!Xavi… encourages to do tiktok trends with you & has a long load of drafts of you two failing in doing them correctly.

-> Bf!Xavi… joins you for ur naps likeeee all the time?? holding you close on his chest, kissing the back of your hand until you fall asleep, head scratches . (HELLO?!)

-> Bf!Xavi… who will tell you—before bed—one thing he loves about you. it’s a different thing each day, but does it every single flipping day without fail.

-> Bf!Xavi… will write you letters, poems, stories on just to tell you how much he loves you.

-> Bf!Xavi… has the funniest inside jokes between you two. it’ll be utterly ridiculous, but it’ll have you both laughing in the middle of a public path and earn weird looks.

-> Bf!Xavi… “i would die for you.”

Signed and Sealed~Xavi Simons

・❥・prompt list

・❥・masterlist -> part 2

・❥・who I write for

y/n and Xavi were sprawled on his bed, wrapped in a shared blanket as the two of them attempted to watch a movie.

Well, she was trying to watch it—Xavi, as usual, had other ideas.

“You’re not even paying attention,” she muttered, swatting at his hand as he lazily traced shapes on her arm.

“Why would I?” he teased, his lips quirking into a smirk. “You’re more interesting than whatever cheesy plot this is.”

“You don’t even know the plot because you’re not watching!”

“Exactly.” He grinned. “I’ve got better things to look at.”

Rolling her eyes, she snuggled back against him, feeling his chest rise and fall beneath her. But then he shifted beneath again, letting out an exaggerated groan.

“Ugh, why is it so hot in here? Are you trying to cook me alive?”

“Maybe I am,” she joked, smiling up at him. “What better way to test your resilience?”

“Yeah, sure,” he replied, sitting up and tugging his shirt over his head. “Let’s see how resilient you are when I make you walk home in the rain.”

“You’d never,” she quipped, but her voice trailed off as her eyes landed on his now bare chest.

There, inked just over his heart, was her name.

“Xavi…” she breathed, sitting up straighter as her gaze locked onto the tattoo.

He glanced down, his expression instantly morphing into a smug grin. “Oh, that? Took you long enough to notice.”

“That’s my name,” she whispered, almost in disbelief. “On your chest. My name.”

“Yup,” he said nonchalantly, like he hadn’t permanently marked his body for her. “Thought it was time to make my priorities clear.”

“Xavi,” she said again, her voice slightly shaky as she touched the tattoo lightly. “You got this for me?”

“For us,” he corrected softly, wrapping his hand around hers and pressing it against the ink. “Because you’re the most important part of my life, and I wanted a way to show it. Forever.”

Her heart swelled at his words, but she couldn’t resist teasing him. “Forever? What if I dump you for taking the last cookie again?”

He grinned. “Then I’ll tell everyone I got this tattoo because you make the best cookies. At least it’ll still be true.”

“You’re such a dumbass.”

“And you’re perfect,” he countered, his tone shifting to something softer as his free hand cupped her cheek. “Every time I see this, I’ll think about how lucky I am to have you. To love you.”

Tears prickled her eyes, and you leaned in, kissing him softly. “You’re crazy, you know that?”

“Crazy about you,” he said immediately, grinning against her lips. “Come on, you set me up for that one.”

She laughed, shaking her head as she brushed her fingers over the tattoo again. “Did it hurt?”

“Not as much as I thought it would,” he replied. “But then again, you’re worth any kind of pain.”

She groaned. “Stop! You’re so cheesy.”

“Cheesy? Me? Never,” he protested, though his grin only widened. “I’m romantic. There’s a difference.”

“Sure there is.”

“Hey,” he said, tilting her chin up so her eyes met his. “I mean it, though. This tattoo? It’s because you’re my always. My everything. And if putting your name over my heart isn’t the best way to prove that, I don’t know what is.”

Her breath hitched at his words, and before she could stop hersels, she was kissing him again.

This time, it wasn’t soft or hesitant—it was full of the love she felt for him, love that words couldn’t always capture.

When she pulled back, he rested his forehead against hers, his eyes sparkling. “So… do I win boyfriend of the year, or what?”

She laughed, swiping at the tears in her eyes. “You win. But only if you promise to never pull a stunt like this without telling me again.”

“fine” he said, pressing a quick kiss to her nose. “But just so you know, I’ve got plenty more ideas where this came from.”

“Should I be scared?”

“Terrified,” he teased, pulling her back against his chest. “But admit it—you love it.”

She let out a content sigh, her fingers tracing over the ink once more. “I love it. And I love you.”

“Good,” he murmured, his lips brushing the top of her head. “Because you’re stuck with me now, name tattoo and all.”

Holidays with Xavi 🐚

pairing: Xavi x Barça & Lioness!reader

summery: Xavi’s world stops when he hears you got injured

note: at some point this series has to stop lol

last part

when Xavi got busy, he GOT BUSY.

phone unattended, tunnel visioned, he had a goal and he wanted it complete. His current project was a home training ground in his hometown in Spain, it was coming along well and within the time frame but it took most if not all his time.

Working throughout the day in the beating hot Barcelona sun left Xavi beat at night, passing out cold on the first surface his body made contact with, so it was no surprise when Alejandro came knocking at his door in the early hours of the morning that Xavi found himself still in his jeans and shirt from the day before, stiff and sore from sleeping on the couch.

“woah woah, i’m coming” he said groggily getting up as carefully as possible

he made his way to the door, stretching with every step before unlocking it, he couldn’t even reach for the handle before his friend came flying through like the cops were behind him

“do you have two phones for fun and games?” Alejandro said turning to his friend

“what are you talking about-

“YN! she got hurt in last nights game and we’ve been trying to get ahold of you since!” he yelled

Xavi felt his world come to a stop, the blood drained from his body leaving him cold and shocked.

“what- is she- what happened- what did she hurt?” Xavi rambled on going to grab his phone

true to word, Balde, Lamine and even LJ had been spamming his phone.

“let’s go” he said grabbing his keys

“did your stupid ass forget she’s not even in the country?” Alejandro said near smacking his friend upside the head

“fuck” Xavi mumbled

“what are you doi-WHERE ARE YOU GOING?” Balde yelled after his friend

Xavi grabbed an overnight bag, shoving any and everything in it before zipping it up sloppily, he grabbed his work phone, quickly texting a number before looking at Balde

“either you’re packing a bag and coming with, or looking at me like i’ve grown 5 heads, it’s up to you” Xavi breathed out

“where are you going?” he quizzed

“to my girl”

the monitor’s beeping bounced off the walls of your empty, cold hospital room. Eyes sat fixed on your casted leg that was elevated in front of you on the wall sling as the words echoed in your head

“her leg is fractured in 2 places, should take about 6-8 weeks to heal then we have 3 months of physio to get her back into it” the doctor had said to you

you’d basically be out for most of the season if not all.

you say unmoving as LJ walked through the door, in her hands was a platter, from your favourite Sushi spot in London.

“c’mon YN” she sighed at your lack of reaction to her presence

“i want to sleep” you say coldly

“you need to eat” she said

“i don’t have any appetite” you say pulling the hospital covers up

“you have to have your meds” she said showing you the small cup that held 3 capsules

“i said i don’t want to!” you yell slapping the cup out of her hand

the silence between you two was raw, thick. LJ sighed, bending to pick the pills up before taking the platter.

“being bitter about this isn’t going to help you” she said simply before leaving you

you sighed, heart heavy with emotions you were too overwhelmed to process at once. taking a deep breath you tried to balance yourself as the tears came quickly, burning your eyes before falling down your cheeks.

“which room is she in?” a voice yelled

before you could think, the door to your room flew open, Xavi stood there breathing heavily. His eyes softened at the sight of your tear stained face. With a thud, he dropped the bag hanging on his shoulder and bee-lined towards you, pulling you into his chest as you cried

“let it all out” he cooed rubbing your back

“i shouldn’t have made that challenge” you hiccuped

“hey this isn’t your fault” Xavi said wiping your tears with the pads of his thumbs

“then whose is it?” you question

“the fuck ass company who made those terrible shin pads” he said simply making you giggle

“there’s that beautiful smile” he smiled

you sniff, feeling exposed and vulnerable in a way you hadn’t

“jesus, everytime you see me i’m just crying” you mumbled wiping at your eyes “you must think i’m a big cry baby”

“you’re my cry baby” Xavi says making your chest tighten

“don’t say stuff like that” you mumble swatting at his chest

“like what?” Xavi asks

“things that make me fall in love with you more” you mumbled playing with your fingers

“what if that’s what i want?” Xavi asks

a pause

“Jesus Christ it’s a mission getting parking here! hermana how are you?” Alejandro says walking through the doors

he looks between the two of you

“am i interrupting something here?” he asks

“no” you both say

“i was just letting YN know she’s going to be moving in with me when they discharge her” Xavi says

“what? no i’m not!” you protest

“yes you are” Xavi says simply “you can’t live alone in this condition, whose going to take care of you?”

you open your mouth to answer but genuinely your brain is stumped

“exactly” Xavi says “where’s your doctor, i need to hear the prognosis and also get my house ready”

“ready?” Balde asks raising his brows in a teasing manner

“yeah, bachelors pad needs to be ready to house a woman” Xavi said simply before leaving the ward

Ale looks over at you with a smirk

“you two better get married” he says