Angel
David wakes up slowly, it's a period of international break and they have time to rest a little more than usual. Jan is still sleeping next to him, he is adorable as well, his hair usually so orderly and well-groomed falling on his forehead, his lips slightly spread that let out his reliable and quiet breathing, his naked body under the covers. David gets up quickly to put on a boxer and have a coffee, Zimbo deserves a little more sleep before they go to training. He's happy to be able to share his life with him since the German came back to Frankfurt in 2017. David may be Argentinian, but he feels great pleasure and pride in being the captain of such an important club, powerful, he wants to see them all succeed again. But for now, he comes back to their conjugal room, and places his cup on the bedside table as Jan begins to wake up.
"Angel..." Jan whispers, rubbing his eyes
"Do you still call me that?"
"It's part of your name David, I think it makes you more beautiful, Cap."
"Thank you, but you're my angel Zimbo."
David holds Jan against him, his hands sliding over the body he already knows so well thanks to the length of their relationship. His lips also find their place of predilection on his throat, there are already other marks that show his love. David can only love him, and he's not going to do anything but give him proof over and over again.
The End
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