Turbo Polka (Peter Prevc x Reader)

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It was the first time when I was at a ski jumping competition. I didn’t have a specific favourite but I was always amused by the Slovenes. So, that’s why I went to Kranj. It was a small place but enough to fell in love with it. I really love sightseeing so I visited as many places as I could on the first day.

After the sightseeing, I went back to the hotel and jumped on my bed. I was really tried. I fall asleep soon. As soon as I woke up, it was 8 PM. I went to the restaurant of the hotel and I ate a small dish because I wasn’t hungry at all. While I was eating, I turned my head towards the disco for no special reason and saw a dancing guy. He had brown hair and amazing moves. I decided to go for a little party. When I went there, I recognised him. He was Peter Prevc, the Slovenian ski jumper. I was so surprised that I had to look at Pero twice. It was him.

He noticed me. Then, he ordered a drink for me and himself. “This is for you babe.” he said. I couldn’t do more than accepting it. It was good but full with alcohol. I feared of getting drunk. Pero asked if I wanted to dance with him. I didn’t want to hurt him so I agreed. We danced all night. The ski jumper drank too much and got drunk. I helped him to find his room. It was next to mine. I put him in bed and tried to run away. I couldn’t because Pero pulled me in his arms and hugged me as I was his teddy bear. So, I had to sleep with him.

When we woke up, Peter screamed and asked who I was. “I am the girl with whom you danced all night” I replied. He said that he hadn’t remember me and had a headache. Then he started to remember what happened last night. 10 minutes he apologised for being so stupid and gave me an advice which I give to you as well: “Don’t drink too much! The morning will start with a hangover.”

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