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Coach OTP fic - Perhaps Love


IN THE STILL OF THE NIGHT

Author
: darrus
Fandom: German National team
Pairing: Klinsmann/Loew
Rating: R 
Language: English
Warning: RPS

Disclaimer: I still don't know people mentioned in this story and I still hope it isn't true. The plot is still only my fantasy

Summary: Night in the hotel

Author's notes, previous chapters and music here

Timeline for the series is here 


In the Still of the Night

 

Joachim is asleep.

 

He’s dreaming maybe, and if he is – his dreams are not peaceful. It’s on his face, uneasy, uneven, and though in the light of day he is able to defy his age, now, in the middle of this troubled dream he’s looking even older than he should.

 

Jürgen runs a hand over his cheek, small gesture without thought, as if trying to chase the dreams away. The warmth of the touch makes Joachim still, as if even unconsciously the man the man was searching for this caress and now everything is fine.

 

Jürgen is awake. In the depth of the night he’s unable to sleep, time difference playing tricks on him again. Too alert to fall asleep, and he was too tired even for sex just some hours ago – and now he’s sitting on a chair next to the bed so to not disturb the sleeping man, and the night around him is dark and deep.

 

Joachim turns again, as if he’s unable to find peace too even in slumber. Jürgen brushes the hair off his lover’s brow and kisses him gently. But it’s only in fairytales the kiss is enough to dispel all the worries, and there is no magic in real life – he knows it all too well.

 

Putting his jacket on, he leaves the room, shutting the door quietly, and goes into the corridor where the lights are dimmed, and the carpets absorb the sounds of his footsteps. There are no sounds at all, no people around, because everyone is asleep in these hours of the night.

 

The gym is empty too, empty and silent, and even his slightest movement is reflected multiple times by the mirrors on every wall. He’s not frightened by the movements he sees with the corner of his eye – he’s used to it all, and the situation is so familiar after years of constantly trying to adjust to changing time zones that there is nothing that can seem strange to him.

 

Methodical workout without thoughts, with the only goal – to exhaust himself enough to fall asleep after all. He’s not checking time because honestly it doesn’t matter if it’s 3 am or 4, for him it’s a day right now.

 

“You should be in bed”, strong hands run gently over his sweat-covered skin. He smiles, leaning back into the embrace.

 

“No, it’s you who should be in bed”, in the mirrors he sees their reflection, so close together, and there is a spark in Joachim’s eyes.

 

“I was, but then I woke up and you weren’t there. And if you had troubles sleeping, you should have asked for help”, and Joachim smirks, which doesn’t look good at him, “Instead of it all”.

 

Jürgen shakes his head, but before he is able to say anything Joachim’s lips are already on his. There, in the middle of the hotel gym, in the mirrored hall…

 

“You are mad”, Jürgen is gasping for air, but try as he might he can’t make his tone stern, and Joachim notices it right away.

 

“Look who’s talking”, Joachim bends down to kiss him again, and he has to place his palms on his lover’s shoulders to stop him.

 

“If someone sees…”

 

“Do you really care?” What he sees in Joachim’s eyes scares him a little, though he can’t even put it into words.

 

“I do”, he’s saying it quieter than he’s intended and it doesn’t sound too convincing.

 

“Whatever”, Joachim smiles and pushes him in the direction of the showers, and he’s got no way of resisting. His t-shirt is off before he knows it, Joachim shuts the door and presses him to the wall, kissing hungrily. He has enough presence of mind to turn the water on, so it’ll mask at least some of the sounds if there is anyone who…

 

But he doesn’t know anymore if he really cares.

 

31.01.2008

 

tbc

 

Tags: coach otp, fanfiction, football, klinsmann, loew, perhaps love, slash, soccer
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