I don’t need to kiss you, I don’t even miss you
Niko bites the inside of his mouth as he holds his phone securely in his hands. It can't be true. And yet the name displayed is the same as the one of Bayern’s sports director. His fingers are shaking slightly before he can accept the call, it's not the first time someone from Bayern has come to talk to him, usually to gather information on his way of working, but now he knows it's different, he and Brazzo aren’t really friends despite appearances, and he doubts that Hasan calls him to invite him for a drink. It makes no sense for them to want him, Frankfurt must be something like 25 points behind Bayern, and even if Heynckes refuses to continue, Niko shouldn’t be considered a potential successor, it’s not the right time to jump into the deep water yet. In fact, he’s even closer to renewing its contract with Frankfurt than anything else. Niko swallows the lump in his throat as Hasan makes compelling arguments seeming more like threats or an ultimatum to agree to change clubs. He doesn’t know if it’s a good thing to do that. His nails dig into his palm as he finally answers.
Yes.
Now he has to talk about it with Fredi, and he knows he won't like his decision. On the one hand he is happy to be able to go coach in his dream club, but on the other he doesn’t feel ready to go there, to abandon everything he has always known for two years, and to have to get used in larger egos, without forgetting the pressure load which will be greater, or also all that he will have to relearn. He can't yet say if it was a mistake, but Niko has a hard time imagining that everything will be perfectly fine from start to finish. However, this isn’t officially his challenge. Not yet. For the moment, his challenge is to face Fredi's gaze when he will tell him that he has decided to join Bayern from next season. For now, the challenge is to live with the weight of his decision and believe that everything will be normal for the month and a half that remains before the end of the season.
Of course he knew that Fredi wasn’t going to like it, but he didn’t expect that. He didn't expect a fist in his cheek and hands clinging to the collar of his shirt. He screwed up with Fredi, he destroyed their friendship for a job. Niko feels like he's going to cry, he doesn't know if it's because of the pain and the blood in his mouth or if it's because something just broke in his heart with the reaction of his friend. He understands Fredi's attitude, but he doesn't know if he can forgive him for doing this, he should believe in him instead of getting angry at his decision, it's not like he can come back to it anyway. Frankfurt will be able to succeed without him, he has only put them on the right path. Niko is doing his best to keep his tears in his eyes as he wipes the blood from his jaw, Fredi letting go of his shirt. He ruined everything for a job where he's just plan C .
The End
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