Meine Familie zuerst
"It's your turn..."
Niko laughed carefree when he felt Jürgen's beard rub against his back, it mustn't have been very late but generally waking up in this way meant that it was his turn to go and prepare coffee and wake up the children. He ignored the little kiss on his scapula to get up and dress with a minimum of clothes, the breakfast was not going to prepare by itself. First he started the coffee maker before taking out all the bowls and the cereals for the children, without forgetting to watch the washing machine from time to time, sometimes he told himself that he liked to relax in this nearly-family routine. Sometimes. But sometimes being alone for days and checking the Bundesliga and Dortmund rankings while waiting for his husband's phone call during lunch break was more depressing than anything. Niko may have felt better away from the pressure of the coaching position Croatia had entrusted to him for about two years, however it was a hollow in him, as if part of his life was fading away with this life fulfilled and rested.
Nevertheless, Niko had other concerns than feeling sorry for himself while sipping black coffee. He put his cup down to go to his room, putting away the clothes and taking care of completely waking up this time Jürgen who was lazy easy when his eyes were closed and a pillow under his head. Jürgen pulled him under the duvet in a kiss, seeming to forget the constraints of time to run his hand through his hair and devour his body with his lips. For once, Niko was ready to make an exception and let him do it, a break in everyday life was always so rare that when it appeared it had to be caught. But not today. Dortmund were playing an important game against Schalke in the afternoon and it was out of the question to let him lose, so he broke the kiss by getting out of bed.
"I didn't know you were in such a hurry." Jürgen laughed behind him
"I don't, but you have a game to win." He didn't bother to turn around to answer
"Is this really a former Bayern Munich player who encourages Borussia Dortmund? "
"Only the man I married. "
Niko let Jürgen get ready to wake the children up, if he let them sleep too long he was sure he would never see their tidy room again... As soon as he stepped into the room he found himself with Ante clinging to him and Mijat holding his pants, only Luka remained on his bed, staring at the ceiling. Niko let the two ride on his shoulders before heading to the third child in the house, laughing softly at his concentration, it wasn't every day that he could see Luka fix something so much. He felt Ante move from his shoulder to sit around his neck and place his hands on his forehead to stand, while Mijat clung to the other boy.
"Do you want to join them?" Niko asked softly, holding out his hand.
"Why not." Luka sat on his bed, responding to his smile before taking his hand and climbing on his shoulders like the two boys before him
"So what do we do today, Daddy will be home late."
"We're having a fight!" Ante exclaimed while he was bringing them into the dining room
"I'm not sure it's a good thing, another idea?"
"Are we watching Daddy's game?" Mijat asked as he placed him on the ground
"Of course, it's an important game for him."
"Well, it only matters because you keep saying it." Jürgen kissed his cheek, taking Luka and Ante in his arms
"But you still have to win it Daddy!" Ante said by putting a spoon into his mouth, Niko wondered if one day he would succeed in making him understand that he shouldn't do that
"Of course! I promise Marco will score tonight."
"What about Aubameyang?" Luka asked
"Yep, I promise you."
"So we win 10-0!"
"You may be asking me a little too much there..." Niko saw a slight drop of sweat began to bead on Jürgen's forehead while he was having coffee, it was a good thing to be able to enjoy this good and warm atmosphere between his husband and his children, he nearly doesn't regretted anymore having left football aside to devote himself solely to his family. He simply closed his eyes under Jürgen's warm kiss, his arm surrounding his waist and making him realize that his morning attempt would come to fruition sooner or later. It wasn't that bad to be himself from that angle.
The End

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