#RB Leipzig

[szszsz108]

Lots of reunions inside the tunnel 🥺

Ibou: ✌🏻

[impossiblebouquetbluebird]

hot damn

[httpsdana]

i see that my xavi girls are reuniting here 👀. Can you please do prompt 49? please and thanks you for feeding us WE WERE STARVING 🙏🙏

Missing Dessert~Xavi Simons

*Pictures are from Pinterest*

I didn't know y'all Xavi girlies were suffering this much 😭🙏🏻 I've got more for him to write. dw babes I'll always be feeding you 🙏🏻

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49-"How is my gorgeous girlfriend doing today ?" "What did you do?"

y/n walk into the apartment, the quiet hum of her day still buzzing in her head, and before she can even set her bag down, she heard Xavi's voice.

"How is my gorgeous girlfriend doing today?" he asks, leaning casually against the kitchen doorway, a grin playing on his lips.

Immediately, her eyes narrow in suspicion. Xavi is always sweet, but this? This was a little too smooth. She crossed her arms, tilting her head at him.

"What did you do?" she asked, raising her eyebrow in suspicion

He laughs, the sound easy and carefree, but there’s a glint in his eyes that only made her more certain something’s up.

"Why do you always assume I’ve done something?" he said, a small smirk on his face

"You don’t just call me 'gorgeous' like that out of nowhere unless you’re up to something," she said, waiting for him to confess.

Xavi pushes off the doorway and steps closer, pulling her into a gentle hug.

"Maybe I just missed you." he mumbled into her neck, his arms tightening around her waist

She still didn't buy it.

"Xavi," she warned, but there’s already a smile breaking through her serious expression.

He lets out a dramatic sigh, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

"Fine, I may have...accidentally eaten the dessert you were saving in the fridge." he confessed, a tiny smile on his lips

y/n lets out a groan, laughing despite being disappointed.

"I knew it!" she said, making him laugh.

Her expression changed into a fake angry one, making Xavi pout at her.

"aww are you mad at me?" he said in a playful voice, his arms reaching down to her hips to pull her closer to him.

She refused to look at him, her face turning to look at the wall.

He chuckled, his fingers grabbing her chin and making her look at him. She refused to break her serious face, making him look at her in more adoration.

"you're really mad aren't you?" he teased, his eyes shining with a glint of love and affection.

She hums, biting the bottom of her lip to stop herself from smile because of the way Xavi was looking at her.

Xavi chuckled, leaning down to press his lips on hers. As soon as their lips touched, she broke from her character, her hands reaching up to the back of his neck, pulling him closer.

They pulled away breathless, their foreheads resting against each other.

"I'm still mad at you" she mumbled, her breath still heavy from the kiss they had shared

"are you now?" he joked, making her hum.

"I'll get you whatever dessert you want. as long as you don't stay mad at me" he pulled away, his smile widening as her face lit up.

"any dessert?" she asked again, making sure he wasn't messing with her.

He laughed slighty, nodding his head as he waited for her to speak.

"you're gonna regret giving me the choice to choose dessert. cause it's not gonna be only one thing" she said, a teasing glint in her eyes.

Xavi groaned, although the smile on his face said something different.

He ended up buying half of the patisserie's desserts so his girlfriend isn't mad at him anymore.

[stormoflina]

Gentle reminder that Dominik Szoboszlai is a WHORE. He had more boyfriends than I have fingers on one hand. He is disgusting and needs to be arrested and sentenced to horny jail.

Here's a list of his most known victims:

1. Benjamin Heinrichs

2. Karim Adeyemi

3. Josko Gvardiol

4. Dani Olmo

5. Trent Alexander-Arnold

6. David Raum

7. Tyler Adams

8. Benjamin Heinrichs, again

9. Erling Haaland

10. Ibrahima Konate

Honorable mentions: Cristopher Nkunku, Cody Gakpo, Sallai Roland, Curtis Jones

Please be aware of this man!!

[welllllllllllllllllll]

nah jude is his son

[kloppism]

oh.

[guardiolas]

His outfit, his laugh, the way he pulls the chair to sit, the way he throws his phones at the table... I am inconsolable

[divingsave]

justice for ibou 💀😭

[alexi-01]

the “played their best games against madrid and was incredibly let down by their teams” duo

[raphoupix]

André Silva - RB Leizpig

[szszsz108]

“I came here as a young talent and left as a grown man” welcome back home 🥹🥹🥹

[impossiblebouquetbluebird]

[httpsdana]

100-"I can't. I don't want to get hurt again." Please for Xavi 😭

Taking The Risk~Xavi Simons

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enjoy <3

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100-"I can't. I don't want to get hurt again."

y/n had been friends with Xavi for a while, a friendship that was easy and natural at first. They’d laugh at each other’s jokes, spend hours talking about nothing and everything, and it was always fun. But somewhere along the way, the lines blurred. The way his hand would brush against hers, or how his eyes lingered on her a little longer, made her heart race. It terrified her. She could feel herself getting too close, letting her guard down in a way she hadn’t done in a long time.

It was happening again—the slow, inevitable fall.

It had been a while since she allowed herself to feel something for anyone, and now that it was happening, all she wanted to do was run. She knew what it was like to be hurt, to give herself over to someone only to have her heart shattered. It wasn’t something she was ready to experience again.

So, she began to pull away. She stopped replying to his messages as quickly, cancelled plans with vague excuses, and when she did see him, the air was heavy with the weight of the distance between you. Xavi noticed it. He always noticed everything when it came to her.

It wasn’t long before he called her out on it. One evening, after she canceled meeting up again, he showed up at her door, concern etched in his features.

“Are you going to tell me what’s going on?” His voice was softer than she expected, but there was an edge to it, a hurt he was trying to hide.

y/n hesitated, swallowing the lump in her throat. “Nothing’s wrong, Xavi. I’ve just been... busy.” she said, her voice low and weak

He frowned, not buying it for a second. “Busy? Or avoiding me?” he questioned

She took a deep breath, trying to keep her walls intact. But the weight of his gaze made it impossible to lie any further. He deserved the truth, even if it scared her to admit it. “I just... I can’t.” she whispered

His brows furrowed, confusion clouding his expression. “What do you mean?”

“I can’t let myself get close to you. I just-I can't. I don't want to get hurt again” The words tumbled out before she could stop them, raw and vulnerable. She didn’t dare look at him, instead staring at the ground like it could somehow swallow the awkwardness.

He was silent for a moment, and she could feel him processing her words. Then, softly, he asked, “Who hurt you?”

y/n bit her lip, the memories of past heartbreaks flashing through her mind. The betrayal, the lies, the emptiness it left her with.

“It doesn’t matter who. I just... I can’t go through that again, Xavi. I don’t want to get hurt. Not by you.” she said, playing with her fingers to avoid his eyes

He stepped closer, his voice low and steady. “I would never hurt you. You know that, right?” he said softly

She finally met his eyes, and the sincerity there made her chest tighten. “You say that now. But what happens when things get hard? When it’s not easy anymore?” she asked, the vulnerability evident in her voice

Xavi shook his head, his gaze never leaving hers. “I’m not saying things will always be easy. But I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”

She wanted to believe him. She wanted to trust the promise in his words, but the fear was too strong, the scars too deep. “I don’t know if I can take that risk.” she shook her head

He took another step closer, so close now that she could feel the warmth of his presence, the steady calmness that was uniquely him.

“I like you, Y/N. I’ve liked you for a while now. And I’ve been waiting for the right moment to tell you. But I need you to meet me halfway. I need you to believe me when I say that I’m not like them.” he confessed, sounding genuine and sincere

Her breath hitched at his words, her heart pounding in her chest. She had never allowed herself to even think about him feeling the same way. But now, hearing him say it, hearing the quiet plea in his voice, it stirred something inside her.

“I don’t want to lose you,” she whispered, the fear still lingering.

He shook his head, his eyes softening. “You won’t lose me. You’ll never lose me.”

The vulnerability in his voice, in the way he looked at her, was her undoing. Slowly, she let herself soften, let the fear that had gripped her so tightly begin to loosen. She wanted to believe him, and maybe that was enough for now.

“I’m scared,” she admitted, voice barely above a whisper.

“I know,” he replied gently. “And that’s okay. But I’m scared too. Scared of losing you before we even have a chance.”

y/n felt a tear slip down her cheek, quickly brushing it away, but Xavi was faster, his hand reaching out to gently wipe it away. The touch was soft, delicate, and it sent a warmth through her chest that she hadn’t felt in a long time.

“Just... give us a chance,” he said softly. “We don’t have to rush. But don’t shut me out. Please.”

She stared at him, heart pounding, every part of her torn between running and staying. But then she realized that maybe, just maybe, Xavi was worth the risk.

With a deep breath, she nodded. “Okay.”

The relief that washed over his face was immediate. He stepped even closer, wrapping his arms around her in a hug that felt like home. For the first time in a long time, she allowed herself to lean into it, to let the walls she’d built around her heart crumble just a little.

They didn’t know what the future held, but in that moment, with Xavi holding her close, she decided to take the risk.

[stormoflina]

This is proper cute.

At first, I thought he was referring to the 3-0, but clearly not haha.

[aishlfc]

trophy football icons.

rb or like if saved <3

[holdmybvbeer]

He did it for his bestie