darrus (darrus) wrote,

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Coach OTP fic - Perhaps Love


: darrus
Fandom: German National team
Pairing: Klinsmann/Loew
Rating: PG 
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: wishful thinking or realism?

Author's notes, previous chapters and music here

Timeline for the series is here 

The Great Pretender


He’s reading a newspaper.

He’s learning that Jürgen was in Germany.

He’s learning that it created another heated discussion and he’s guessing the names of the critics before he sees them in the print.

He’s folding the newspaper back.

He’s rubbing his eyes tiredly.


He’s lying down on a hotel bed.

He’s folding his arms, facing the ceiling.

He’s counting the sunbeams.

He’s breathing in the scents of spring filtering from the open window.

He’s feeling cold because the wind is too strong.


He’s taking the cell phone.

He’s dialing Jürgen’s number.

He’s not taking his eyes off a snow-white ceiling.

He’s not angry.

He’s not feeling sad or worried in the least.


He’s not telling Jürgen off.

He’s not complaining about anything.

He’s not asking Jürgen how it was here and what were the results of this visit.

He’s pretending that nothing happened.

He’s not surprised that Jürgen allows him to do it.


He’s saying the most important words (“I love you”).

He’s getting them right back (“Love you too, Jogi”).

He’s not surprised that Jürgen doesn’t use his full name and doesn’t say anything resembling endearments.

He’s not expecting any of it.

He’s taking this soft ‘I love you’ over everything else.


He’s lying back down on the softness of a mattress.

He’s watching the sunbeams dance across the ceiling.

He’s not allowing himself to think that he was left behind once more.

He’s sensible in his demands.

He’s ready to accept that their careers and their relationship is not to be merged.


He’s not startled by the sound of the door opened.

He’s laughing at Olli’s light remark (“So again Jürgen was there and you’ve had him all for yourself, what do I have to do to be let in into your secret meetings?”).

He’s answering in the same tone (“Do the paperwork right for once”).

He’s smiling at Olli’s grunts of annoyance.

He’s not going to mention that he’s not seen Jürgen for three weeks already.


He’s not going to complain.

He’s just going to wait for the next meeting that is already not so far apart.

He’s sure that Jürgen is as eager for it as he is.

He’s feeling a bit impatient though.

He’s willing this summer to end quick.


He’s knowing that there’s a lot of time ahead.

He’s having no doubts that this summer will be eventful.

He’s placing a lot of expectations on it.

He’s eager to have it coming – the pinnacle of his career.

He’s willing to win.


He’s willing to win much more than just a trophy.

He’s going to give his best now and even more than his best when the Championship comes.

He’s not going to forget about his own needs though.

He’s going to wait impatiently for August to come.

He’s confident that once Jürgen returns to Germany there’ll be no need to worry anymore.





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