#xavi simons

How They'd Dedicate a World Cup Goal to You 🤍🏆

Bradley Barcola

Bradley would score, freeze for a second as the stadium erupted, and then immediately look for you in the crowd.

Not the cameras.

Not his teammates.

You.

The second he spotted you, his entire face would light up.

He'd point directly at you before making a small heart with his hands.

Later, when interviewed, he'd get embarrassed when the reporter brought it up.

"Was that celebration for someone special?"

Bradley would try not to smile.

"Maybe."

Meanwhile, the entire internet would already know exactly who it was for.

Désiré Doué

Désiré would be shameless.

Absolutely shameless.

The second he scored, he'd blow a kiss straight toward your section.

His teammates would instantly start teasing him.

The cameras would zoom in on you.

Commentators would start connecting the dots.

And Désiré?

He'd love every second of it.

After the match, he'd casually post a photo from the celebration with the caption:

"That one was for her 🤍"

Causing complete chaos online.

Michael Olise

Michael wouldn't do anything dramatic.

At least not intentionally.

He'd score.

Celebrate with the team.

Then while jogging back toward the halfway line, he'd glance up at the stands.

Just one look.

One tiny smile.

One small nod.

Nobody else would understand it.

But you would.

Because Michael had never been the type to make things public.

The dedication would be subtle.

Private.

Just for you.

Which somehow made it even sweeter.

Jamal Musiala

Jamal would score and immediately become overwhelmed by excitement.

Running everywhere.

Getting tackled by teammates.

Laughing.

Smiling.

The happiest person in the stadium.

Then later, while celebrating, he'd suddenly remember you were watching.

His eyes would find yours.

His smile would soften instantly.

And after the match?

The first thing he'd ask wasn't about the goal.

It would be:

"Did you see it?"

As if there were any chance you'd missed it.

Kylian Mbappé

Kylian would act confident beforehand.

Very confident.

"I'll score today."

"That's not how football works."

"It does when I'm playing."

Then somehow he'd actually do it.

After scoring, he'd point toward the stands where you were sitting.

The cameras would immediately catch it.

The commentators would notice.

Social media would explode.

And when asked afterwards, Kylian would simply shrug.

"She believed in me before everyone else did."

Cue millions of people crying.

Jobe Bellingham

Jobe would be trying so hard to stay cool.

So hard.

He'd score.

Celebrate normally.

Everything would be going perfectly.

Until he accidentally made eye contact with you.

Then he'd completely lose the ability to act nonchalant.

A grin would spread across his face immediately.

The kind he couldn't hide even if he tried.

And later that night he'd pretend the goal dedication wasn't obvious.

It was.

Very obvious.

Xavi Simons

Xavi would have the biggest smile in the entire stadium.

After scoring he'd run toward the corner flag before pointing straight at you.

Then at himself.

Then back at you.

A silent:

"Did you see that?"

You'd be laughing.

His teammates would be laughing.

The commentators would be laughing.

Because even at the biggest tournament in the world, Xavi would still somehow turn into an excited golden retriever whenever you were around.

And honestly?

One More Stop

The shopping trip was supposed to be quick.

That was the plan.

A few clothes.

A couple things for the apartment.

Maybe lunch.

Instead, nearly five hours later, you and Xavi were still walking around the outdoor mall carrying far too many bags.

"Remind me why we needed all of this?"

Xavi glanced down at the bags in his hands.

"We didn't."

"Exactly."

"But it was fun."

You rolled your eyes.

The worst part was that he was right.

Most of the day had been spent laughing.

Trying to convince each other not to buy things neither of you needed.

Arguing over which throw pillows looked best.

Watching Xavi become weirdly invested in picking out a lamp.

"You spent twenty minutes choosing that lamp."

"It was an important decision."

"It was a lamp."

"It was the lamp."

By the time the sun started setting, the two of you had finally finished.

The crowds were beginning to thin out.

The sky had turned shades of pink and gold.

And somehow neither of you seemed ready to go home yet.

"Want to sit for a minute?" Xavi asked.

You nodded.

Near the centre of the mall was a fountain surrounded by benches.

The two of you sat down with your shopping bags piled beside you.

For a while, neither of you said much.

The fountain water sparkled in the evening light.

People passed by occasionally.

Everything felt calm.

Comfortable.

You glanced over at Xavi.

He was already looking at you.

Immediately, both of you looked away.

Then laughed.

"What?" you asked.

"Nothing."

"You're smiling."

"So are you."

Unfortunately, he had a point.

A few moments passed.

Then Xavi spoke again.

"You know this was probably my favourite day in a while."

You smiled softly.

"Even the lamp shopping?"

"Especially the lamp shopping."

You laughed.

His grin widened.

For a second, neither of you looked away.

The laughter faded.

The nervousness appeared.

That strange feeling where both people knew something was different.

Better.

Xavi looked down briefly before meeting your eyes again.

"Can I tell you something?"

"Of course."

His smile turned shy.

"I didn't really care about the shopping."

"No?"

"No."

"Then why were you so excited about it?"

"Because I got to spend the whole day with you."

Your heart nearly stopped.

And judging by how nervous he suddenly looked, his wasn't doing much better.

For a moment, everything else seemed to disappear.

The fountain.

The people.

The shopping bags.

Just the two of you sitting there.

Close enough to hear each other breathing.

Xavi's smile softened.

"So..."

"So?"

"I think I've been wanting to do something all day."

Your face immediately grew warm.

"Oh."

"Yeah."

You laughed nervously.

"You're not usually this shy."

"I know."

That somehow made it even sweeter.

A moment later, both of you were smiling so much that neither could stop.

And as the sun disappeared behind the buildings and the fountain continued to splash quietly nearby, it felt like the perfect ending to a perfect day.

aww thank you so much 😭🤍 i'm really happy you enjoyed it! honestly, your request was so cute that i got inspired and wanted to write it straight away. i'm glad the banter came across well because that's one of my favourite things to write. and thank you for reading the Olise fic too, that genuinely means a lot 🫶