Just a Fuck Buddy

Dreams

Days passed and Sergio didn't attempt to make conversation again. He realized that perhaps he should just leave Luka alone. After all it didn't seem malicious whatever their relationship was. Sergio began to work harder their game moments away.

They determined that Modric would be allowed to play in fact they'd both made the starting line up. The team had played a swift match but Atletico Madrid was playing dirty throwing their weight too much and dozens of cards had been given.

Sergio was watching ahead when he saw Luka get knocked to the ground. He watched as the foward stepped on Luka's leg right on his ankle after the whistle to stop play had been given. Sergio didn't think twice he broke off into a sprint and knocked the guy to the floor.

The ref turned his head to watch the foward hit the floor his head bouncing back due to how much force Sergio had used. There was no doubt that a red card would be called Sergio shook his head. He turned back to Luka seeing him still on the floor.

"Luka are you okay?" Sergio asked bending down to Luka to see him teary eyed.

"Yeah," Luka's voice came out weak.

"You need to get off the field," The ref pushed for Sergio to go.

Sergio glared at the man that fouled Luka, "Good luck." With that Sergio shook the referees hand and walked off the pitch with a smile. Of course Mourinho was angry he yelled but at the end of it all when Real won he applauded Sergio for standing up for Luka.

"The game has gone soft," Mourinho finalized before stepping out of the locker room. Luka had his bag on his back when he came over to Sergio.

"Thank you," Luka tried to say dismissively.

But Sergio caught him by the arm, "Well that's cute of you." Luka looked away a red tint on his face causing Sergio to falter. "I didn't mean to sound like a dick," Sergio quickly stated having not expected the reaction from the blonde. Luka didn't respond instead he walked out quickly.

Christiano began to laugh loudly, "You're still trying with Luka?"

Sergio grimaced, 'Was the whole team on a friendly level with him?'

"Yeah," Was all Sergio cared to respond back with.

"Between you and me," Christiano said in a hushed voice, "He's a sucker for Croatian candy."

Sergio looked at him with a confused look on his face, "Why are you telling me this?"

Christian shrugged his shoulders, "You seem to be struggling. And I feel bad." Sergio went home that day struggling to control his thoughts. His first game they had won of course he should be happy. He usually was happy but he was not a part of that win. And why was that? Because he wanted to help Luka.

Why the fuck did Sergio out of all people want to help Luka? He laid in his bed and immediately fell into a deep sleep.

"Sergio," Luka tugged at Sergio's shirt delicately.

"Yes Luka," Sergio responded looking at Luka who had a pink look on his face. Luka took a step closer to Sergio causing Sergio to swallow roughly.

"Thank you," The words rang in Sergio's head.

"For what?" Sergio tried to say cooly.

"For standing up for me. It really," Luka paused deciding he shouldn't say what he was going to say.

"It really what?" Sergio asked grabbing Luka's arms. Luka went a deeper red as Sergio touched him.

"It really turned me on," Luka whispered. Sergio looked down at the blushing blonde that was in his arms. Sergio didn't know what possessed him but he leaned down and kissed Luka. He aggressively kissed Luka causing him to whimper gently.

"You're being too rough," Luka sighed. Sergio felt his pants tighten at the soft way Luka's voice came out. He snaked an arm down to Luka's waist pulling him back in to kiss him wryly.

Sergio expertly kissed Luka's neck earning gentle moans from the short blond. Sergio's heart was pounding and he ached for Luka as he groped Luka's ass. Luka's blush spread up to his ears as he pulled away shyly.

"Sergio hurry up," He whispered. Every swear word went through Sergio's head as he wondered why the hell he wanted Luka so badly. Right as Sergio was getting ready to rip off Luka's pants a loud noise rang through the room.

Sergio woke up panting heavily in a deep sweat and a boner. "Did I seriously just get hard imagining Luka?" Sergio swore in complete shock. Images of Luka looking vulnerable flashed through his head and he faintly remembered the sound of Luka's whimpering voice.

'He's still mad with you Sergio chill out. This dream meant absolutely nothing so just relax,' Sergio tried to call down the storm that was brewing in his head His breathing was still heavy as he attempted to collect his thoughts.

'After your little comment he was so mad that he went red,' Sergio tried to remind himself. He took a deep breathe in and reminded himself what he was here for: to win. I am here to win.