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Coach OTP fic - Perhaps Love


: darrus
Fandom: German National team
Pairing: Klinsmann/Loew, Matthaeus/Klinsmann
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: Five people on one winter day

Author's notes, previous chapters and music here

Timeline for the series is here 



In Frankfurt the snow is falling. It’s not a snowstorm exactly but at least it looks like normal winter already. Joachim starts his car, looking at the snow-covered trees near the DFB-Centrale.


Everything is starting anew after this brief respite. New round of Bundesliga begins shortly, and they’ve had some important meetings already and there are more to come. And before that there was this short time – one night and two days – that he was able to spend with Jürgen. He is getting used to this routine already. Brief meetings once or twice a month and in between countless phone calls and emails, and he knows that this is all that can ever be between them, and this is what he calls happiness. They both are living different lives but it doesn’t matter because they are sharing everything with each other, and they still are as close to each other as they were when they were working together, and maybe even closer…



It is cold in Freiburg. The sun is shining in the sky, and the snow is sparkling in the sunlight. Daniela brings a cup of coffee to her lips.


She feels herself lost, like a traveler who doesn’t know which way to take. Something is going on in her life, in her husband’s life, but she doesn’t know what. She can sense this something but she is unable to put a name to this feeling of wrongness. She can’t even say for sure that her husband is untrue to her, he does everything a loving husband should do, he is always able to explain where he was and honestly she has no reason to suspect anything. Everything is as it was before – he spends most of the time at his work, he is meeting with his friends from time to time, and every free second he spends with her, his relationship to his assistant is not too close and he never talks about Him anymore, so maybe there is nothing but her imagination going wild after all. But still she feels that something somehow doesn’t seem right and it makes her uneasy despite everything.



It’s a sunny but frosty day in Budapest. Sometimes the wind brings small clouds and big snowflakes start falling lazily, and then the sky becomes clear again. Marijana smiles at the sight of her children playing snowballs and closes the door to shut out the cold.


She always thought that she knows Lothar well. He seemed to be predictable in everything – in work, in everyday life, she always could guess what his reaction will be and what he will do next. Easy to predict, easy to control because of it, that’s how ideal husband should be, this is one of the reasons she agreed to his proposition three years ago after all…

And then one accidental meeting, and everything changes.

It worries her – that there is something in Lothar that she doesn’t know, doesn’t understand. She suddenly learned that he can answer the questions without really answering, that he easily avoids talking about things he doesn’t want to discuss, and what worries her the most is that there is no change in Lothar at all. Maybe he always was like that and she just didn’t see it.



It snows in Salzburg, and Lothar is standing at the window looking at the dancing snowflakes. Winter has come to Europe finally, even if a bit too late.


Don’t think, don’t feel, don’t dream – this is how his life is. It took him a lot of time but he somehow learned to forget about things that can’t be, he managed to build himself a life – real life where he had everything he wanted including love and happiness, and even if in some rare moments he remembered that it all is more like a big illusion, he always was able to forget about it again.

But now he is thinking and feeling and dreaming though nothing has changed – just one unexpected meeting, just one conversation that was no different from any other, but he allows himself to dream again. Maybe, maybe, maybe – like a beating of his heart, and he doesn’t even know what it is he is dreaming about, but this one thought doesn’t leave his mind since that day. Maybe, maybe…



Snow in Frankfurt. Jürgen leans back in his chair, looking at the computer screen.


Children are up already, if the level of noise is any indication. He smiles, looking at the window. Outside it is a warm sunny morning, birds are singing. He feels himself happy and content now. There is another email from Joachim – big detailed report about the latest events, and he starts reading, imagining the familiar voice telling him about the talks with Sammer and all these curious little things that happened the day before. He can even imagine how Joachim would gesture telling the story and it makes him feel warm inside. He misses Joachim even though they’ve seen each other less than a week ago. He misses many people, but Joachim the most…

One symbol on the webpage catches his attention.

There is snow in London too…

He smiles.





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