Domen was caught. Are you okay, boy? Caught up in his tunnel. Why did you do that? With all the faces. Did you feel something? Who were looking at him. Don't lie to me. Unrelenting. I'm telling you, you've started thinking too much, rather than simply following your feelings. Questioning. Daniel would definitely be a great human guinea pig. Reproachfully. Why did you do that? They tugged at him. Is that really true? Shouted at him. Don't always block everything! In his head. Did you feel something? In every quiet second. Is that really true? Asked for answers. Don't lie to me! Getting louder with each moment. IS THAT REALLY TRUE? Become more accusingly. DON'T LIE TO ME! More demanding. NOT AT THAT KIND OF THING!
Everything in him longed for rest. He had run so long his lungs started to ache. To scream for oxygen. Almost as loud as the voices in his head. They were spinning. Faster and faster. Tearing him into their vortex against his will. Stubbornly he tried to resist them. Staring at the wall as he set the treadmill one step faster. Tomorrow he would regret it, but he didn't care. He had to run after sitting in the car for almost three hours.
With his confused thoughts. With Cene next to him. With Daniel in his head. Without possibility to escape. It drove him mad. The way to Bischofshofen had been like the eternity from which there was no escape. Mercilessly. A labyrinth consisting only of dead ends.
Don't lie to me! Daniel was standing in front of him. Just looking at him with his request on the lips. A request which was actually so easy. Determined, he increased his pace. His lungs caught fire.
Daniel had no idea! No one had an idea! Although they felt so smart. Peter with his questioning looks, Cene with his super-smart sayings, Goran with his fucking sympathetic tone, and Daniel just standing in front of him. With that stupid request that rattled him more than anything else. They all had no idea.
As if he knew the truth! As if Daniel knew him! Just because he had kissed him! Because Cene had driven him crazy. With his stupid chatter. Because he still felt at a loss, if he thought about Daniels kiss. It couldn't be something else. Because of this, he fell uncontrollably down a precipice while he was burning. Because of this he was feeling Daniels lips on his again and again.
He should finally stop! Daniel should stop constantly showing up in front of him. Just looking at him. Going under his skin. What should HE say to that? What else should he do if Daniel stood in front of him like that!? Angrily, he hit the treadmill tap keyboard. Suddenly the speed of the device slowed and Domen first stumbled forward, before his legs were pulled away as he clung to the holders. In an act of acrobatic excellence, Domen succeeded in jumping off the treadmill.
Furious, he stared at the treadmill, which continued unimpressed, while Domen gasped. Angrily, he hit the shutdown button. That didn't help. He still heard them. He still saw them.
Just ... don't lie to me. Not at that kind of thing. Begging green eyes just everywhere in the room.
"Arrrrrgh!", He shouted in search of something that would finally give him peace. Every muscle of his body ached. He hadn't lied. That was his truth.
What did Daniel ask for? He had never been attracted to a man in his life. Fuck, he hadn't even thought of it until Daniel had entered his life. And he didn't want to think about it now either. He didn't want to think about whether he liked the kiss. Didn't want to think about whether he wanted more. He had a plan for his life!
And that wasn't his fault, he thought grimly as he reached for the 50-pound barbell. Domen heaved it off the pillar and set it down on the mat. Positioned himself, though everything in him protested. He reached for the staff, counting slowly to three. Closed his eyes, opened them again immediately, because the Norwegian didn't even leave him the loneliness of the darkness.
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Hello Hurricane {English Translation}
Fanfic(Domen Prevc x Daniel André Tande, Four Hills Tournament 2016/17) They are young, popular, celebrating one success after another, and the world of ski jumping is at their feet: Domen, who has reached the top of the World Cup at the age of only 17, f...