Mijat is going to leave. Kill me.
A slight doubt
Mijat is a great teammate, David knows it, and he can only nod since they know each other, both newly arrived in Frankfurt in 2015. The majority of the team was different at that time, there was still Alex and Lukas for example, it was a beautiful time, and it's still the same today, but with other teammates, with an another atmosphere. Everything is both different and the same, like Mijat. David was already quite old when he arrived, but Mijat was still a kid, he mustn't even have been 20 years old according to his memory. Hard to believe that this kid scored during their beautiful final night of the Pokal 2018. He's no longer a kid, David repeats it to himself once again as he takes off the captain's armband around his bicep, a horrible fluorescent. It reminds him of his journey with the young people of Argentina, the time when Lionel wasn't yet Messi, or Sergio not yet Agüero. David is far too nostalgic for what he's supposed to do as a captain.
Kevin quickly takes him in his arms as his shirt ends on the bench, he wants to admit to him that he feels nothing for him in return because his love is intended for a small Serb, but he says nothing and laughs. It's still the same atmosphere as with his former teammates. Filip sees him coming towards Mijat and sends him a look heavy with meaning, he must not mess with the youngest, that's clear. David takes Mijat aside, he doesn't really know how he's going to confess to him but he will end up finding under stress. He hopes so anyway.
His hopes are safe when Gacinovic puts his lips on his, pressing his feet to reach his waist. So that was all he had to do... He deepens the kiss in doubt.
The End
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