❥ heart of gold ➛Van Dijk

³ | i can see it in your eyes

Am I the only one who thinks 'Gini' is such a cute nickname somehow? :)
Also I'm sorry that I change the injuries and a few events in this story in the preseason and start of the season, but it's too strenuous to google every injury they had at the beginning of the season, it all happened too long ago for me to remember, please forgive me ^^'
This chapter will include more moments with Virgil :)
(also I'm sorry if I wrote any wrong facts or anything false concerning the injuries in this story, I'm not a medic or anything related to that in real life, I'm still a student :) )

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I was arriving at the room again where I made the previous tests with Gini, but only this time with Virgil.
"I am Marly, the new physio of the club. I'm going to carry out your medical check and performance tests today", I introduced myself.

I told him to sit down on the treatment table since I needed to start my computer.

Feeling the need to interrupt the painfully awkward silence, I asked: "Are you cold? The windows in here are still open so I could close them if you'd like". I said it friendly, trying my best to not show my embarrassment.

"No, I'm alright, thanks", he simply answered.

Finally, I could open my programme and looked in his file like I did before.

Name: Virgil Van Dijk
Age: 27
Height: 1.93 m
Weight: 92 kg
Blood type: 0
Nationality: Netherlands

I could feel his gaze on me and tried to ignore it.

Again, I typed in that he made his performance tests today.

There was a remark in the programme that the due date of taking a new blood sample was long time ago, so I decided to do it right away now once he's here for his medical check-up.

"Okay, so at first I'd take a new blood sample if it's okay with you, before we get started with the performance tests", I spoke, avoiding his eyes.

"It's okay with me", he answered.

"Please sit down on this chair", I said and gestured to my left.

When he was standing up I realised how tall he was, especially when he stood next to me. I felt like a little puppy compared to his height.

After he sat down, I rolled up his sleeve gently, revealing his gorgeous tattoos.
Then I searched for the disinfectant spray and instructed how he should hold his arm. The whole time I didn't look into his eyes once. I just felt so embarrassed by getting caught checking him out.

"Do you faint if you see blood?", I asked him, my back still turned to him.
I heard him chuckle before he said "No, I don't think so".
I could see he was biting his lip when I turned back around, like he was holding a comment back.

"It gets cold now", I said before applying the spray slightly, but enough for taking a sample.

"You know, you can look at me", He broke the silence.

"Uhh..excuse me?", I said in a slightly higher voice, taken aback that he suddenly talked to me.

"I said you can look at me. You can look into my eyes. Don't feel so uncomfortable for simply looking at me earlier...or should I say checking me out", he whispered the last part but I understood it and blushed instantly.

He only smirked seeing my face. It's almost like he enjoys seeing me all bashful.

"I'm so sorry. God, I must've acted like an idiot. I just felt unsure about it and didn't want to bother you, I-"