Hello Hurricane {English Translation}

10. Daniel - Garmisch-Partenkirchen - Day of qualification

"Your problem won't vanish just because you try to sting it with the eyes of darkness," Anders shouted, coming out of the bathroom, watching Daniel, sitting cross-legged on his bed. The blonde was watching the garbage bag standing in front of him.

"What? No! I mean, I didn't- "Daniel stammered. In fact, this wasn't the first time Anders had caught him in the last twelve hours. He hadn't really gotten his eyes away from it, since he'd discovered the garbage bag in the hotel lobby in Oberstdorf. As if all the answers to his questions were in it. He wanted to stop it. Wanted to stop indulging in any illusions. After all, Domen hadn't even managed to broach the gay couple, much less pronounce it! And then, when Domen had ran into him knocked him down ... the Slovenian had pretended that Daniel had an infectious disease, as quickly as Domen had risen from the floor! What else should he think?

"Of course, you don't have. Your brooding look went into the void, the garbage bag is only coincidentally the same direction. I know, " Anders commented dry and went to the closet to get out a T-shirt. He was a tidy person. And he liked it to have his things unpacked. "Why don't you just talk to him again?"

"To say what? I hate, that you seem to be a homophobic asshole?! It hurts my feelings and do you know why? Because I love you, you idiot? Sure. Great idea, Anders, "he slammed his fist on his blanket. Everything was such a shitty shit!

"Somehow, I would've considered you more restrained, but if it helps, why not?" Anders slipping his t-shirt on.

"That isn't funny! ", The younger Norwegian hissed, throwing a pillow at his roommate.

"Am I laughing? Honestly, Daniel, you have to handle it! You have to handle you! ", He caught the pillow and sat next to Daniel on the bed.

"Do you think, that I'm not trying everything to deal with it? But I can't! I just can't get it out of my stupid head. Every time I think that I can manage to forget him, he storms back through some window, of which I thought, I already would have it barricade. He leaves me chaos, that I can mend ... But soon my window putty will run out, Anders, " Daniel said desperately, feeling damn helpless.

"Then a frontal attack, instead of constantly hide yourself away," Anders suggested and Daniel flinched upset.

"I will never ever come out in front of him! No chance! That won't happen! Everyone will know and I ... no ... I can't do that ... not now where things are going well, "Daniel jumped up in panic.

"Sure, everything is going very well for you ... Maybe it wouldn't be as bad as you think?" tried Anders to convince Daniel. He was secretly still of the opinion that Daniel at least wasn't all the same to Domen.

"Not bad!? Do you have any idea what it's like when people you're friends with just turn away? If they aren't able to look you in the eye anymore? Or be in the same place? This is my life, Anders! This isn't some kind of game! The guys, the team, the sport, the press- "Enraging, Daniel began to make Anders understand his situation and started to pace restlessly in front of him. He wasn't just anyone, nobody would care about. He was in the public eye and they would assail at him like ravenous piranhas. A public coming-out would just change everything!

"Okay. I got it! Then perhaps more like a secret operation? " Anders raised his hands. Continued acting like that more, he would never get Daniel to talk to Domen. But something had to happen now.

"Secret operation?!"

"Well, first you have to find out if he's really as homophobic as you think. Therefore, you already have your Trojan horse, "Anders suggested, pointing to the garbage bag.