FOOTBALL RPF FIC: Duty Calls

[flywoman]

Title: Booty Duty Calls
Pairing: Iker Casillas/Xavi Hernández
Rating: PG
Word Count: 380
Summary: Xavi has a bright idea after the Spain NT's surprise draw in Finland.
Author's Note: Xavi asked Del Bosque to bring Iker to the match against France. As sageharper says, they really do ship themselves.

The opening notes of Everybody Wants to Rule the World woke Iker Casillas from a sound sleep. He rolled over, squinted disbelievingly at his cell phone on the bedside table, then fumbled for it, yawning. "Xavi? What the hell time is it in Finland, anyway?"

"Iker." His friend's voice was breathy and slightly slurred.

"Xavi, are you drunk-dialing me?" Iker asked gleefully, his irritation instantly forgotten. He sat up, pulling the bedclothes more tightly around himself, and rubbed a hand over his face.

"Not drunk," Xavi corrected him with great dignity. "Just had a couple... the boys were so sad after the match, Pepe and I decided that it was our duty."

"You're getting old," Iker teased. "And don't try to tell me that Pepe needed an excuse."

"Iker, you should be here." The intensity with which this was delivered kindled a warm glow in Iker's gut, but,

"Oh," he said lightly, "I'm sure that Victor is doing just fine."

"I wasn't talking about your hands." Xavi paused. "Well, maybe I was, but without the goalkeeping gloves." His voice dropped to a velvety growl. "Running up and down my back, and in between my-"

"Xavi," Iker bit back a laugh. "I can't justify taking time off from training just because you're horny."

"This is bigger than me," Xavi protested. Iker imagined his dramatic eyebrows raised in indignation. "It affects the entire team's morale!"

"You not getting laid?" Iker snorted, then reconsidered. "Actually, that might not be so far off."

"We're talking about the World Cup qualifiers, tio! I'm sure that I could convince Del Bosque. Maybe I should take a picture of myself kissing your photo," Xavi mused.

"Maybe you should sober up."

"If he invites you, will you come?" Xavi insisted.

Iker rolled his eyes, realized that there was no one around to see him, and shifted the phone from one ear to the other. "Xavi, cariño-"

"¿Por favor?" That one little phrase, whispered so wistfully, brought a lump to Iker's throat. He opened his mouth, had to swallow a few times before he could speak.

"Okay," he said finally. "Okay."

"Okay," Xavi said, and Iker could hear the smile in his scratchy voice.

"But only if el Míster asks," Iker added quickly.

Xavi chuckled. "You just leave everything to me."

Comments

[bleeding-dry.livejournal.com]

I know I'm repeating myself, but I just *love* how you write those two!

But c'mon, we know it worked for the team's morale, so you gotta show us how it worked for Xavi ;)

[elizaberglund.livejournal.com]

Well, of course Xavito dearest not getting laid would affect a team's morale! *nods*

Great stuff as allways!

[sageharper.livejournal.com]

You did write it, yay.
Aww my favourite power couple, I love them so.

Well it's good to know Xavi understands the way things are, very important business that. In my head whether they hook up or not is like the balance of the force and makes everything better, with la seleccion and the clasicos.

Xavi drunk dialling does sound like a wonderful thing, so sweet and kind of hot.

Poor Del Bosque, I'm wondering how that conversation went down. lol

So is that custom ringtone just for Xavi, or just in general? a good choice either way.

[yaoiwhore9.livejournal.com]

My OTP! :'D Gosh~ What a cute fic!

I love it when they ship themselves. There's not nearly enough fic about them. I'm glad some has been showing up recently.

Thanks for writing and sharing!

[jezziejay.livejournal.com]

Okay. This is lovely. Very lovely. But I need more deets! What's going on - in the real world of poor Iker??

[elisa88.livejournal.com]

aww, adorkable aren't they?? I love the way you wrote them, it was so sweet.
more?? =)
<3