Kapitän Hinti
Martin can't really explain what it feels like to be captain in less than half an hour when Seppl came off the field, but it was really something. He doesn't really know if it was his first time with the armband around the biceps, but he knows that this time he will remember it. He knows that David, Gelson and Makoto are retiring soon, so it will be up to him and others to make sure the armband is worn. He thinks he's done well with it, even if he knows he won't see it again, anyway, it's much better on their real captain! Martin doesn't want to take it off right now, he likes this red.
David seems to agree, as he kisses him when they get back to their hotel room, his hands on his ribs. It wasn't a big game, and it wasn't a win either, but the important thing was to get at least one point, and that's what they did. It doesn’t matter for the moment, Hinti is no longer the captain! Even if David won't let him take it off for a while, the armband is strange on his skin, on the one hand he will end up having it at some point, on the other it doesn’t belong to him yet. He’s mixed between feeling like the owner and being a thief when David looks resigned to giving up any role in Frankfurt by the end of the year. That wasn’t how he saw his time in Frankfurt in the first place, now he’ll have to think about it a little more. His brain tries to forget everything again as he lets himself melt under the lips of his Argentinian, he doesn’t know if it will all start again, all he knows is that the armband won’t be on his skin for the last game of the season.
The End
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