#Bayer Leverkusen imagine

[dontexpectmuch]

i’m feening for some hurt/comfort so perhaps let’s start off with some, comforting flo after that devastating lost to atalanta :( & thus ending their unbeaten streak

love that ur doing this by the way, & will def be showing my gratitude through reblogs, comments, likes bc ik how hard writers work<3

“so ‘nh scheiß, ey.” florian walks inside the living room, throwing his bag against the couch as his frustration grew by the minute.

you quietly follow him inside, gently closing the door behind you as you take off your shoes.

the air around you feels heavy, each step as if your legs would break off if you don’t sit down somewhere, even though you were not the one running around a football field for almost two hours.

your heart beats fast against your chest, so loud that you can feel it in your ears. having to witness all of this so closely just does something to you. it tests you in a way that you have never seen before.

your concerns are interrupted by your boyfriends loud groan echoing from the bathroom. without thinking too much, your legs already move towards him, his pain stabbing your heart. it didn’t matter what you would say to him, deep down he would still blame himself and his performance today, even though he gave it his all.

your eyes meet through the bathroom mirror, his eyes bloodshot and glassy, even if he is desperately trying to hold back his angry tears. his gaze moves towards his hands that he placed on the edge of the sink, his veins prominent than ever as the ruh of all the emotions have yet to fade away.

the thickness of the situation stays put, and you feel helpless as you do not know how to approach all of this. it is as if this season made you forget about all those days where you spent hours to comfort him from all the loses from last season, all your tricks that you had to make the man of your life smile again.

“schatz…” your voice is soft as you approach him, eyes now focused on the back if his head, moving down his long neck to his broad shoulders and back. your hands gently touch his waist, rubbing it before circling his torso with your arms. your cheek is pressed against his muscular back and you sigh as you feel him exhale deeply.

“it was so unnecessary, like, i know that we could’ve done better than that..” he speaks up for the first time in a while, his voice raspy and rather shaky.

you feel his warm hand resting against your that is on his stomach, his grip on it firm. you press a small kiss against his shoulder blade, lifting one hand to massage the hair from behind.

“that’s what comes with the game, schatz. you knew it would happen.”

“but not during the final, fuck.” he shakes his head in disbelief, scoffing as he replays all the wrongs he did during the game.

your heart breaks a little more as you watch him blame himself for the loss, the feeling of helplessness taking place inside.

“you have one trophy left, though, no?” you try to remind him, watching him carefully as he turns around to face you.

florian leans against the bathroom counter, jaw clenched as his eyes stay focused on your hands holding his. he nods, a new kind of determination burning through his veins.

“yeah, we’ll show them that this won’t set us back.”

you feel him squeeze your hands two times, ‘thank you’ in your guys’ own way.

you warmly smile up at him, relieved that he somehow managed to deal with the loss in a mature and healthy way.

“you know, it’s okay to cry, yeah?” you remind him, chuckling as you see him roll his eyes.

“ja ja, i’ll cry if i need to and i’ll come to you if i ever need a hug.” he smiles back, thankful for your presence during this moment.

and florian knew that he met a one of a kind person with you, someone to lift his spirits and remind him if his hard work whenever he doubts himself.

you, his safe haven, his home and just his forever person.

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i need sleep.

[httpsdana]

omg please write prompt 49 with florian wirtz. there is not enough fics of him🥺😩

Birthday Cake~Florian Wirtz

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finally we're back with these and it's Florian Wirtz for the first time. I hope you enjoy <3

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49-"How is my gorgeous girlfriend doing ?" "What did you do?"

It was y/n's birthday. And Florian being her very caring and loving boyfriend, he wanted to make her feel special on this special day.

She was sleeping at his house, and in the morning, Florian woke up before her. He pressed a light kiss on her forehead and silently got up from their bed.

After using the bathroom and brushing his teeth he went to the kitchen. He started off by making a pancake batter which was probably the best thing he can do. He wasn't the best chef, but he would always try for the sake of y/n, since she wasn't the best chef either.

He tried shaping the pancakes as hearts, didn't end up looking really good but the shape was there. After that he cut her some fruits, a banana and some strawberries. He added some syrup before he went to do her iced coffee.

When he finished everything, he placed the plate and coffee on a tray. He did himself some coffee and walked to his room.

y/n was still asleep, her arms wrapped around Florian's pillow. Florian smiled and the cute sight

He placed his mug and the tray on the nightstand, leaning closer to y/n. He pecked her forehead lightly, before moving to her cheeks and kissing them a few times too.

y/n started shifting in her sleep, still asleep. Florian smiled and pecked her lips too. Finally, she opened her eyes with a small smile.

She was met with her sweet boyfriend's contagious smile, his messy hair making his morning face just more perfect

"good morning honey" y/n mumbled, her eyes still half open.

"good morning my sweet girl. happy birthday beautiful" he mumbled back, brushing her hair away from her face. She smiled at him, kissing the hand that was caressing her face.

"I made you some breakfast" he said, handing her the tray. She looked at him in an 'awe', kissing his cheek.

"thank you. that's so thoughtful of you" she pouted, her eyes slightly tearing up.

"don't cry baby. enjoy your food" he said, kissing her forehead before she started munching on her pancakes.

"you know... I've always dreamt about breakfast in bed" she said, her mouth full of her boyfriend's pancakes.

He laughed at her words, kissing her shoulder softly.

"I'm glad I was the first one to do that for you" he smiled.

"oh shit. the girls are supposed to be picking me up in a few" she said glancing at her phone.

Florian nodded, sipping on his coffee. He knew she was gonna go out which made it perfect for him. He was gonna try something new.

"enjoy sweetheart. if you need me just text" Florian kissed her before she left through the door.

He rushed to the kitchen, grabbing his phone and opening YouTube.

"how to make cake for my girlfriend's birthday"

The first video popped up was the video he opened.

He first got all the ingredients needed, and placed them on the counter in from of him.

He started by breaking the eggs, which ended up with a broken egg on the floor and some on his hands. He washed his hands quickly and cleaned the floor, before going back to work.

Time Skip

The cake was in the oven, but at what cost? Florian had flour in his hair and on his clothes, he dropped some oil on his shirt and now they won't go off. That's beside the floor and the counter that were messy.

He sighed, checking the time. y/n was supposed to be home in an hour or so. He runned to his bathroom, taking a shower to clean up.

After the shower, he went through his phone on his bed, before he started smelling something... burning?

His eyes widened at the realization, rushing to the kitchen and opening the oven.

It wasn't that bad but also, he had to cover it up. He groaned, his plan for the cake ruined by the burning of it.

He started first by cutting the burnt parts, throwing them away. He learned a fast way of making whipped cream. Which he did and tried covering up the cake.

But now it was all white and boring. He opened the fridge, trying to find something to design the cake. He found some strawberries which he cut and put around the cake. Then he found some M&Ms which he put in the middle. The cake was decent at end, but as soon as he finished the door of his apartment opened.

He rushed to the door, seeing y/n already taking off her shoes.

"how's my gorgeous girlfriend doing?" he chuckled nervously, making y/n look at him suspiciously

"what did you do?" she said, crossing her arms over her chest with a smile.

"why would you assume I did something?" he laughed anxiously, his eyes avoiding hers.

"well first your avoiding eye contact and second the house smells as if it was on fire" she said in a as a matter-of-fact tone.

Florian slammed his hand against his forehead, making y/n laugh.

"okay i tried something..." he mumbled. He walked her to the kitchen, leading her to where he placed the cake.

Her jaw dropped to the ground as she stared at the badly decorated but adorable cake her boyfriend made for her. Tears filled up her eyes quickly as she turned to Florian

"why are you crying? is it that bad?" he said quickly, making her slap his shoulder

"no stupid. I love this so much" she said, wrapping her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly.

He let out a sigh of relief hugging her with same force back.

"this means so much to me you have no idea. thank you so much Florian." she mumbled into his neck. He kissed her head before she removed it from his neck.

"does it taste good tho?" y/n joked, getting a fork from the drawer. Florian gave her a nervous look, shrugging his shoulders.

She took a bite from the cake, her eyes widening, as she swallowed the piece slowly.

"it's...good" she said hesitantly, making Florian's face drop

"oh god is it that bad?" he chuckled.

"maybe a little bit" she said

He laughed, grabbing her waist and pulling her to his arms. He kissed her lips softly and tenderly.

"happy birthday baby. I'll phone the patisserie next to your house to make you another cake." he mumbled against her lips, making her laugh

[planetpedri]

Silver lining — Florian Wirtz.

Pairing: Florian Wirtz x Fem!Reader

Summary: You’d locked yourself out of your apartment, your phone was dead, nobody was home, so your only option was to ask your new neighbor for help. Even though that small inconvenience sucked, you were about to be eternally grateful.

Word count: 1.2k

Disclaimer/s: FLUFF! FLUFF! also reader being a little paranoid cuz stranger danger but not really iykwim.

A/N: This plot literally came to my head right before i was about to take a nap so i put it in my notes so i could write later and i’m sooooo. guys. guys this may be my favorite plot.

There was no way this was happening to you. There was absolutely no fucking way this was happening right now! You gripped your purse a little tighter, kneeling to the floor so you could spread it out further. You checked every pocket, every crevice, and they were nowhere to be seen.

You had forgotten your keys at your sister’s house, or in her car, or— You mind was spinning, trying to place exactly where you’d had them last.

Then your brain lit up, you needed to call your sister. She’d bring them over! Grabbing your phone, you tap the screen, but it doesn’t turn on. Your face scrunches as you tappen it rapidly, clicking the side button too. That’s when you’re met with the red battery sign. Great. Your phone was dead, too.

Taking a deep breath, you gather your things and shove them into your purse. You only had one option right now and that was to ask one of your neighbors to borrow their phone.

Not your favorite idea, but the only one that you had at that moment.

Standing up from the ground, you glance around the hallway. Five options. The old married couple at the end who always gave you the creeps, a girl named Julia, who was probably too busy working… the options went on until you landed on the door right across from yours.

The new guy. You’d never talked to him, never seen him, just heard of him from Julia, who was a gossiper through and through.

Red flags flew across your mind as you took timid steps closer. Stranger danger. But, at the end of the day, you weren’t that scared. You always took risks, so there was no reason to be nervous. All you needed was his phone, and that’s it!

Bringing your fist up to the door, you knock. One… Two… Three… “I’m coming! Hold on!” A man’s voice shouts from the other side, not rude or anything, just assuring you he was going to open it soon.

You take a small step away from the door when you hear the lock clicking open and the doorknob turning. It swings open to reveal a confused man, his bleached hair damp as if he’d just showered. Your theories are confirmed when you see water stains on his gray shirt.

Swallowing thickly, you raise a quick hand in greeting. “Hey.. i’m your neighbor! Uhm, I got locked out, my phone is dead, and I was wondering if I could borrow your phone to call my sister?” You speak quickly, suddenly all too nervous. Not because he was a stranger, but because he was.. well. He was hot.

Your new neighbor was hot and he was making you very nervous. This was new. And he looked familiar, though you couldn’t quite place why.

A soft chuckle escapes his lips as he nods his head, opening the door wider to give you a clear view of his apartment. “Of course. It’s on the charger, you can wait inside if you want?”

Stranger danger! Stranger danger! “Thank you! I appreciate that,” you smile, following him inside.

The door falls shut behind you, and you take a moment to recognize this was how a lot of true crime stories start. But, you don’t make a move to leave. Instead, you follow him into the living room area, appreciating how clean it was.

Another thing that surprised you. Most men who lived alone weren’t this neat. Then you feel slightly disappointed, he must have a girlfriend.

The blonde unplugs his phone, handing it to you. “Password’s ten-seventeen.” He nods, moving to sit down on a brown sofa.

Taking the device gratefully, you unlock the phone and move to the calling app. “Thank you, again.” You say before dialing your sister, pressing the phone to your ear.

She picks up on the fourth ring, and you explain your situation quickly. Unfortunately, she was already home, so it would take her twenty minutes at the very least, to get back to you.

Sighing a quick thanks, you hang up. “She’s like, twenty minutes away! Thank you, here’s your phone…” You trail off, realizing you never asked his name.

“Florian.” He nods, taking the phone back. “You’re welcome to wait here…” He does the same trailing off, and you laugh. You tell him your name and a smile graces his lips. He repeats it, lips curling into a grin. “That’s a pretty name, it’s nice to meet you.”

Your face flushes at the compliment. “Oh, uh, thank you! Wow, i’ve told you that like twelve times in the past ten minutes!” You’re in a flustered, rambling state, completely embarrassing yourself.

But Florian just smiles, finding it endearing. “So, how long have you lived here?” He asks, motioning for you to sit down.

You take a seat on the opposite end of the couch, turning your body towards him as you get comfortable. “About… two years now? I originally lived with my sister, but she got married and moved out.” You had no idea why you were telling him random facts you didn’t need to say, but he listened intently anyways. “How about you? I haven’t really seen you around.”

“Just a few months, but I travel a lot, so i’m rarely here.” That’s when it clicks. That’s why he looks so familiar.

Your eyes widen, “oh my God. You’re a footballer.” Now you were extremely embarrassed. Your sister is definitely going to freak when she realizes who you’re with.

Florian rubs the back of his neck, nodding sheepishly. “That I am.”

“That’s cool.” You play it off, not wanting to seem too geeked about it. You had to act normal.

Florian nods, his lip twitching slightly. “Uhm, so, what do you do for work?”

The rest of the twenty minutes goes by smoothly, conversations flowing between you two easily and comfortably. You’d grown to enjoy his company, and he clearly felt the same.

You’d charged your phone while you two spoke, so when you get the notification that your sister had arrived, you couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed. Florian’s eyes flicker to your phone, his lips forming a thin line.

“Well… I suppose I should go.” You stand slowly, subconsciously trying to spend a little more time. Florian stands as well, taking his sweet time walking you to the door.

He hesitates, his hand on the door knob, “we should do this again sometime?” He suggests, eyes trailing up to your face.

You attempt to suppress a smile, nodding quickly. “Yes!” Too fast. “I mean… yeah, no for sure.” You shrug, lips darting out to wet your lips nervously.

He quietly chuckles, turning the doorknob and opening it to allow you to leave. “Are you busy tomorrow?” He asks, stepping aside to let you through.

Once you were back in the hallway, you turn back around to face him. “I have work till four, but I should be free after that!”

“Good,” he hums, “knock on my door whenever you want, i’ll be here.” After exchanging a quick goodbye, he shuts the door, leaving you with a wide smile on your face.

Forgetting your keys just became the best inconvenience you’ve ever had.

DTS , @halfwayhearted @ar4ujos @spidybaby !

[musialasmaid]

Me suddenly becoming a germany nt fan whenever I see florian wirtz and jamal musiala:

[findingnemosworld]

𝐧𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐚 𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐚 - 𝐱𝐚𝐛𝐢 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐨

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: just so you know, I am going to hell for this but YOLO baby!!!

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: xabi has been managing the bayer leverkusen squad for nearly seven months now, and within that time, he finds himself drawn to the club's photographer, camila mernes.

𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐩, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐱𝐚𝐛𝐢 𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐚 ( 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐩𝐢, 𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 )

Camila had grown accustomed to running away, at first it made sense; she'd spent her entire life in Spain, built a career there despite some still labeling her as a 'nepo baby' and still; she'd found herself entangled with someone she shouldn't have which ultimately lead her to choose Bavaria as her next residence.

Working as a photographer for Bayern Munich was nothing short of two things - a learning experience and an experience she wished she did not have to endure; the coaching staff were kind, the other employees were kind and most of all the players were kind; most especially, their goalkeeper and captain Manuel Neuer who had taken it upon himself to help Camila with everything she needed.

Yet he couldn't protect her from what is to come.

She'd found herself entangled in the same web, only this time; it was far worse, instead of getting involved with a single player, she'd gotten involved with a player who'd been cheating on his partner behind his back, tricking her for nearly a year until she discovered his truth through an online photo, suffice to say that was more than enough for the young photographer to uproot once again, for the third time in a row; this time choosing Leverkusen as her residence.

She received an offer from the sporting director of the club Bayer Leverkusen, and almost instantly slipped into her role rather easily, she was quiet; she kept to herself and rarely spoke unless it was absolutely necessary for her - only focusing on her work which had definitely impressed the management, so much so that she was given the opportunity of being on the sidelines to capture photos of the matches in action, and before she knew it - a year had passed of peace and serenity.

Or so she thought.

The club hired none other than the legendary fromer Liverpool, Real Madrid and Bayern player as well as World Cup winner Xabi Alonso to be their new manager after an unfortunate spell of looses which had hurt their campaign and nearly cost them their spot on the table, however with Xabi's arrival came a newfound sense of hope that had shone on a light in the club, the energy had shifted both on the pitch and during training, hell, it had even affected Camila in a positive way as she'd been debating on leaving photography once and for all, to return to Spain; yet his presence served as a motivator for her to stay.

You see, before Camila became a photographer; she'd been training in the Athletic Club's youth academy and had participated in several matches before an unfortunate injury on her twentieth birthday had killed her chance of becoming a football player - and thanks to therapy, she found herself again; this time as a photographer, the person had inspired her to play before was none other than Xabi, and while she never admitted it out loud, she'd always harbored a stupid schoolgirl kind of crush on him which made her even more recluse than she already is, she did not think anyone would notice; but boy was she mistaken.

Because he noticed her ...

Xabi had escaped the clutches of yet another failed relationship in Spain once he agreed to come here, it was the perfect stepping stone should he ever receive an offer from any of his former clubs as expected; it's just a coaching job, he's here to help the younger generation shine and uplift a team that had struggled for a while, and yet the minute his eyes landed on her, it was as if someone had stripped him of the air that he breathed.

He'd learned of her through Simon who told him what he knew, that she used to work for Bayern and that according to her, she came here to start fresh - that alone, had peaked his curiosity so much so that he spent one night searching her name online to see several articles hailing her photography skills, and one article detailing the nasty injury she had picked up which ended her career, and the more he dove deep into the old videos of her playing.

The more he developed an unexplainable fascination with her, that only seemed to grow as the weeks passed until it developed into an obsession.

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Camila was never a suspicious person by default, especially since within the realm of her workspace; she'd maintained a well rounded distance from everyone there, only conversing if she absolutely needed to - and yet, the minute she walked in this morning, her gaze lands on the items neatly placed on her office; the items in question being, a cup of coffee, a box of what she assumed to be some sort of dessert, but the one thing that caught her attention was a small folded paper, she places her bag down and walks up to the table to grab the paper, she unfolds it to see a handwritten note.

𝙖 𝙩𝒓𝙚𝒂𝙩 𝙩𝒉𝙖𝒕 𝒎𝙖𝒕𝙘𝒉𝙚𝒔 𝙮𝒐𝙪𝒓 𝒔𝙬𝒆𝙚𝒕𝙣𝒆𝙨𝒔

She frowns in confusion, who could possibly send it? - she barely spoke to anyone outside of work; deciding not to dwell on it, she sits down to start working; and while she did so, she opened the dessert box and was stunned to see a neatly sliced piece of red velvet cake which was her favorite dessert, " This is weird " she murmurs to her self.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on her door which caused her to look up, her eyes locking with Simon who greets her with a broad smile. " Guten Morgen Camila "

" Guten Morgen " Camila smiles back.

" You're here early " Simon said.

" I had some left over photo sets that needed to be done " Camila states, " Erm Simon, did you put this here? " she gestures to the items.

Simon casts a look at what she was gesturing to then shakes his head. " No, why do you ask? "

Camila shakes her head, opting not to make a big deal out of what could just be a kind gesture from someone. " It's nothing, probably someone's attempt at befriending me "

" Well, training is in an hour so I'll see you out on the pitch " Simon said, before he stood up and left her office.

Camila was left with her thoughts, who could know such an intimate detail; it's not like she went about and shared it to everyone she met, her co-workers while kind and very friendly were respectful of her distance, she didn't even have them on her social media accounts, so who could it possibly be?

The thoughts were pushed back that day in favor of work, she'd gotten the job done - all while she was blissfully unaware of the fact that her reclusiveness, and lack of conversing were enough to capture the attention of the last person she could possibly expect.

That one minor incident became a recurring event, every morning she finds the same exact items with a different note written each single time.

𝙮𝒐𝙪 𝙙𝒆𝙨𝒆𝙧𝒗𝙚 𝙣𝒐𝙩𝒉𝙞𝒏𝙜 𝙗𝒖𝙩 𝙝𝒂𝙥𝒑𝙞𝒏𝙚𝒔𝙨

𝒚𝙤𝒖𝙧 𝙨𝒎𝙞𝒍𝙚 𝙡𝒊𝙜𝒉𝙩𝒔 𝒖𝙥 𝙢𝒚 𝙙𝒂𝙮

𝒅𝙤 𝙣𝒐𝙩 𝙡𝒆𝙩 𝙮𝒐𝙪𝒓 𝒑𝙖𝒔𝙩 𝙗𝒓𝙞𝒏𝙜 𝙮𝒐𝙪 𝙙𝒐𝙬𝒏, 𝙮𝒐𝙪'𝙧𝒆 𝒂 𝒓𝙖𝒚 𝒐𝙛 𝒔𝙪𝒏𝙨𝒉𝙞𝒏𝙚 𝙩𝒐 𝒔𝙤𝒎𝙚𝒐𝙣𝒆 𝒐𝙪𝒕 𝒕𝙝𝒆𝙧𝒆

It would get deeper each time, as if the person behind all of these notes were alluding to something - and she had yet to narrow down exactly who it was, up until one night; as she was working on editing the last set of photos to send to the social media team, she finally registered that the sky had darkened as she sent in the last set - she packs her items to head out.

Once she makes it out to the parking lot, she makes a beeline to her car; carefully looking around her surroundings until she finally got to her car, just as she entered her car; she pushes the key in and twists it, frowning when the engine wasn't working as she knew it would, she tried another time, and another and another until a groan of frustration escaped her lips. " This stupid piece of junk " she exclaimed, a bit too loud to no one in particular.

" Camila! "

The sudden smooth and accented voice calling her name caused her to squeal the jump before she turned around to come face to face with Xabi, she placed a hand on her chest to calm her wild heartbeat and mutters. " Mister Alonso, you scared me "

" I'm sorry about that " Xabi begins with an apologetic smile, " I was finishing up some work and I stepped out to head to my car; that's when I saw you "

Camila blinks then nods with a faint smile across her lips, " I see .. well as you can see " she gestures to her car and a dry chuckle escapes her lips, " I'm a sentimental person, I should get a new car but because it's a gift from a friend, I can't seem to find it in me to get rid of it, I'm attached "

Xabi nods, mirroring her smile. " We all have things we become attached to " he states, " or people " he adds silently.

" Pardon? " Camila asks.

" Nothing " Xabi shakes his head before gesturing to his car which was five cars down from hers, " If you'd like, I can drive you home "

Camila's mouth forms in the shape of an "O", the mere action had drawn his attention to her lips before he quickly looks back up in her eyes. " I don't want to trouble you, I was going to stop at a supermarket and pick up a few things for dinner "

" Well, we can shop together " Xabi shrugs nonchalantly, " or ... I can treat you for a traditional Basque meal "

Camila pressed her lips to hold back a smile, " Mister Alonso? " She asks with a confused smile, " Are you asking me out on a date? "

In that moment; Xabi couldn't have been more thankful for the fact that it was dark as he masked his embarrassment with a chuckle, " If it makes you feel uncomfortable, we don't have to, it doesn't even count as a date but rather an olive branch from one northern Spaniard to another "

" An olive branch " Camila repeats with a giggle.

Xabi made a mental note of how soft her giggle was, similar to a melodious tone. " Sí, an olive branch "

" Ok, but um ... I don't want to um " Camila felt rather small under his soft his gaze especially since he towered over her. " I don't want this to affect the professional relationship between us "

" It won't " Xabi assures her with the same charming smile, " we're two adults who are spending time together in a country far away from their home "

That seemed enough for her to be convinced, " Alright, I'll come with you, but ... " she paused with a smile, " the meal better be good "

" It's a very special meal " Xabi grins and walks up close to her, " Let me help you "

They walk up together in his car, Camila remained silent while Xabi was thankful that his plan worked; there was only one step left, to work his charm further and ensure that she's fully in his trap.

They walk into his spacious two story house, neatly decorated with art pieces and accolades from his career - Camila looks around while Xabi placed her items nearby before walking up to her while she was looking over photographs from his career, " Something peaked your interest? " He asks, albeit aware of her fascination with football and the interesting tid bit she mentioned about him during an interview once.

Camila's cheeks flamed at the realization that he was within close proximity to her, " I'm impressed actually " she admits with a smile.

" Did you play? " Xabi asks, pretending to be clueless.

That seemed to elicit yet another giggle which made him smile and say, " Did I say something funny? "

" No, it's just .. " Camila laughs, " I had such big dreams of becoming a football player "

Xabi nods, " and what happened? "

" A very nasty injury, a lifetime of therapy and here I am " Camila said.

" Interesting " Xabi nods before he gestures to the kitchen, " Would you like to change before joining me in the kitchen? "

" I don't have a spare change of clothes " Camila states with a confused expression.

" Oh I know, I'll lend you some of mine, to be more comfortable " Xabi said.

" Are you sure? " Camila asks him.

" Why wouldn't I be sure? " Xabi smiles warmly, " come on, I'll lead you to my bedroom where you can change while I get a head start in the kitchen "

Normally, when one person is in such a situation; it should raise a bit of concern; yet Camila was in close proximity with someone she once idolized growing up, someone whom never displayed anything that could be accounted for as an uneasy or an uncomfortable action, she willingly follows him to his bedroom which was just as spacious with a kingsized bed, a large window overlooking a gorgeous view and a very large closet.

She awkwardly stands in the middle of his bedroom until he brings a pair of shorts and one of his old jerseys, " I hope you don't mind " Xabi states with a smile.

" Erm " Camila glances at the clothes in his hand, before smiling. " I don't mind at all "

Xabi beams, " good to hear, then I'll leave you to change; then you can join me "

He steps out of his bedroom, his mind already clouded by the images of Camila naked; in his arms as he ravishes her with all his might, that one thought was enough to send blood shooting straight down to make his jeans rather uncomfortable - he shakes his head, in order to focus on the devised plan.

_

Fifteen minutes later, Xabi looks up at the sound of small footsteps and his heart nearly leapt at the sight of Camila's petite form dressed in his jersey and his shorts. " They seem to fit " he comments with a jocular tone.

" Yeah " Camila gently lifts the shorts which loosened and were barely visible. due to how large the jersey was, she chuckles, " they do "

Xabi pours her a glass of wine, he hands her the glass before pouring himself a glass. " How long have you been working for Leverkusen? "

" A year and a half! I actually moved here after working for Bayern Munich " Camila explains, " It's been going well for me so far "

" That's good " Xabi nods, " You don't miss Spain at all? "

Camila shakes her head, " As strange as it sounds, I don't! Germany became my second home, I like it here, it's more comfortable in a weird sense " she chuckles.

" That's interesting, usually people become home sick but I never heard people wanting to be away from their home " Xabi said.

" That's cause you never met me, thirty one with the heart of a child that loves to wander " Camila said then took a sip of her wine before asking, " What about you? "

" What about me? " Xabi repeats her question with a charming tone.

" Why would you, a legend accept a job here? " Camila asks with genuine curiosity.

" Because, this is just the start of my career in managing, I want to gain experience and what better way to do that then come back to the country I retired in, like you; Germany is like a second home to me, so it wasn't hard to refuse an offer " Xabi shrugs, " besides, it was a perfect opportunity to escape my heartbreak "

The look across her face had affirmed his initial doubt over why she moved to Leverkusen. Camila murmurs, " Wow "

" Yeah, but I’m better now " Xabi smiles, much better. he thinks to himself.

" Lucky you " Camila mutters under her breath.

Xabi looks at her for a moment, " I take it we have something in common "

Camila looks up briefly before looking away and chuckling in response, " that obvious? "

" You’re not that hard to read querida " Xabi states with a gentle, grinning when he noticed her cheeks growing pink.

" There goes my attempts of being quite mysterious " Camila giggles.

" I think it’s quite adorable " Xabi remarks before he was interrupted by the sound of the oven. " Dinner’s ready! "

______

After having dinner, they move to the living room nursing yet another glass of wine and chatting over everything and nothing.

" Mister Alonso " Camila said.

" Come on Camila, call me Xabi, please " Xabi pleads with her.

" Xabi " Camila repeats, and as she looked at the tv for a moment; she failed to notice how he clenched his fist then unclenched it. " I have to ask, why did you invite me over? "

" I told you, I wanted to extend an olive branch, you seem to prefer solitude during work hours which honestly peaked my interest " Xabi explains.

" So you felt pity over me? " Camila deduced.

" Oh no " Xabi shakes his head as he clarifies further, " Heavens no, I actually felt curious as to why you liked being alone so much "

" I just don’t like talking " Camila shrugs.

" Is that why you didn’t answer most of my questions? " Xabi asks with a smirk, " or was it something else? "

" Well ... " Camila said, " It's a combination of many things "

" Such as ... " Xabi prompts her to continue.

" Erm ... " Camila hesitates, before being encouraged by the wine she was drinking. " I get shy around people I like "

Xabi's brows shot up, and a smile adorned his lips. " Oh really? "

" You're going to think it's stupid " Camila laughs before waving it off, " It is really stupid "

" I promise you querida, nothing you can say now will ever be considered stupid especially seeing as your work in the moment has honestly bewitched me " Xabi admits.

" Oh gosh " Camila mutters then covers her face with the wine glass.

" Come on " Xabi prompts her, shuffling closer until there was only a minuscule glimmer of space left between them, " Tell me "

" Ok " Camila nods, " Do you promise not to look at me differently? "

" You have my word " Xabi nods, struggling to conceal the fact that he already looks at her differently.

" When I was a little girl, I wanted to be a football player as I told you " Camila began, " And I worked so hard to train for that, I wanted to be a midfielder, and you know who inspired me? "

" Who? " Xabi asks, hesitantly swiping her hair away from her face before he smiled at her.

" You " Camila admits, with reddened cheeks before adding, " I had the biggest, biggest crush on you "

Xabi's lips curve into a grin, " Is that so? "

" Please don't make fun of me, I was young and they asked me; who's the player that inspired you the most? I said you because well, I never lie about my emotions, well used to " Camila murmurs.

Xabi repeats the same motion, this time; he runs his digits through her hair. " How do you feel about me now? "

Camila registers to the fact that his body was close to her, she nervously takes a big gulp of her wine glass before responding with a chuckle. " I admire you "

Xabi laughs, " just that ... " he whispers, instinctively leaning his face closer to hers.

" Well, I mean ... " Camila murmurs, " For all I know, you could have a girlfriend or are seeing someone - besides, its unprofessional for sure to be thinking of a co-worker or a superior in such way that I ca- " her words were interrupted the second she felt his lips on top of hers.

Xabi couldn't withhold his desires anymore, cradling her face with his hands to properly kiss her, he felt her still for a moment which caused him to pull back. " Camila, I'm sorry " he admits, " I don't know what came over me, it's just ... ever since I saw you, I was quite -um- fascinated by you, and if you want we can just forget this and I - "

She'd definitely fallen into the trap as it was now Camila that pulled Xabi close to kiss him before muttering, " Let's just .. " she murmurs against his lips, " Let's not talk "

Xabi resisted the urge to smirk, she'd fallen right where he wants her to fall; " Before we continue, I want to say one thing " he said, digits stroking the apples of her cheeks.

" What? " Camila whispers.

Xabi grins, hoisting the petite woman into his lap; he cradles her face once again in his hands and kisses her more passionately this time, he swipes his tongue across her lower lip which granted him access to her mouth, his tongue immediately colliding with hers. " Your lips are so soft " he murmurs eliciting a whimper from her which in turn caused him to groan, " katutxoa ( kitten ) "

Camila pulls back to catch her breath, " I ... " she was immediately silenced by his thumb stroking her lower lip.

" Don't think about anything " Xabi murmurs, leaning in to press a trail of soft kisses from her jaw down to her neck and on her shoulder, " Let make you feel good "

He hoists her up in his arms, wrapping them securely around her waist as they go up to his bedroom, they walk in towards the bed then he gently drops her on the bed, grinning when she sat up to undress herself, once they were fully bare to one another - he climbs up on top of her, capturing her lips in the sweetest most tender kiss which quickly became heated when her clothed breasts brushed against his chest, he skillfully unhooks her bra with one finger then loosens it to discard it somewhere across the room.

He takes a minute to drink in the sight of her, her hair splayed across the pillow; chest heaving with deep breaths, nipples hardening from the cold air, " jainkozko ikuspegia zara, nire katu gozoa ( you are a divine vision, my sweet kitten ) " he murmurs, burying his face in her neck to plant a plethora of kisses, he then descends downwards to tend to her breasts, one hand toys with one while his lips wrap around the other one - the sound of her moans encouraged him to dive further and come face to face with her clothed pussy.

" Please " Camila whimpers.

Xabi's lips curve into a wicked grin, he carefully slips the panties down, a half moan- half groan escapes his lips at the sight of her glistening pussy. " You're so wet " he whispers in awe. " You've been thinking about this, haven't you? "

Camila nods wordlessly, eliciting a smile from him as he presses soft kisses to her inner thighs, drawing out soft moans from her lips which transformed into a cry when he felt his tongue swipe up and down her pussy.

" And you taste even better " Xabi hums in satisfaction, keeping the same pace, darting his tongue up and down rapidly. " So good " he murmurs before finally wrapping his lips entirely around her swollen nub.

Camila grabs the bedsheet with both hands, knuckles turning white at the sheer amount of pleasure he was making her feel, edging her closer towards her first orgasm, " Fuck " she cries out, arching her back off of the bed, her eyes blurry with the intense pleasure coursing through her veins.

Xabi climbs back up with a satisfied smile, " You " he pressed a kiss to her abdomen, " Are " he presses a kiss to the valley of her breasts then grinned as he pecks her lips to allow her to taste herself on his lips, " Incredible "

" So are you " Camila giggles, grabbing his face with her hands to kiss him while one hand dives low to wrap itself around his cock causing him to hiss in her mouth.

" So impatient katutxoa " Xabi groans before teasing her with the tip of his cock which was quickly enveloped by her walls the moment he thrusts deep inside of her. " Fuck " he heaves out a deep breath, stilling for a moment to allow her to adjust to his size. " You were made for me katutxoa "

Somehow it felt like an eternity until he started to thrust in and out of her, Camila wrapped both her arms around his back; nails digging deep into his back. " Oh fuck " she cries out, lids fluttered shut tightly. " Fuck ... don't stop "

Xabi pressed soft kisses to her cheek, " I'm not stopping katutxoa " he cooed with a soft voice in her ear, " not until you're shaking yet again, look at you " he praises, pressing a soft kiss to her shoulder then just behind her ear. " you're taking my cock so well "

" You feel so good " Camila moans, just he rests his forehead on hers.

" Yeah " Xabi nods with a soft smile, " Tell me katutxoa, tell me who's making you feel good "

" You are " Camila whimpers, eyes brimming with tears. " All you "

" Katutxoa " Xabi murmurs in her ear, thrusting in and out at a rapid speed. " nirea zara, nirea hartu, musu, ukitzeko eta plazer egiteko ( you're mine, all mine to take, to kiss, to touch and to pleasure ) "

That seemed to be the switch to have Camila chasing yet another high, her hands clung onto his back and a cry of pleasure erupts from her lips which was swallowed by his heated kiss, soon enough he had chased his own high before pulling himself away from her to head to his bathroom and set up a bath for the two of them.

And once Camila was able to compose herself, it finally dawned on her what she had just done, and a plethora of emotions coursed through her; however they were pushed away when Xabi reappeared and picked her up in his arms to enter the bathroom, perhaps it wouldn't be so bad to not think of life, even for one night.

__

Two weeks later,

It happened again, Camila finds the exact same items placed neatly on her table; except this time - the folded paper said nothing but two words.

𝙣𝒊𝙧𝒆𝙖 𝙯𝒂𝙧𝒂

And just then, she realized exactly who the secret admirer was; but before she could utter something, a hand snaked its way around her waist a pair of lips found their way to her neck. " It was the only way katutxoa, it was the only way I can get you "

Before she could respond, she turns around to find that he already left - and is now left with the choice of either running away or accepting the jumbled mess of emotions she felt.

[thommi-tomate]

Interview with Sepp Maier

By:Sport1

Mr. Maier, how do you look back on the football year 2023?

With a lot of emotion. It started with Manuel Neuer's serious injury, which he sustained on his skiing vacation. That was a shock, of course. But one thing is clear: Manu never took too many risks. I never doubted Manu's comeback afterwards. He's such a great goalkeeper, he just had to come back. Of course, it was sad when FC Bayern parted ways with Julian Nagelsmann. It came as a surprise, but perhaps it was unavoidable. Overall, it wasn't FC Bayern's year.

The Munich team also said goodbye to leading personalities prematurely. Looking back, how do you view the departure of Hasan Salihamidžić and Oliver Kahn?

Of course, that was a big personnel shake-up. Brazzo tore himself apart for FC Bayern, I'm sure of that. And maybe Olli didn't fit into the manager's chair. He certainly gave his all for the club, because he has a deep red Bayern heart. The way Uli settled accounts with Olli afterwards was certainly not good. That was Uli at his best again.

What was your personal highlight?

Manu's return in the home game against Darmstadt 98 is clear. I never understood the whole drama, nor why other goalkeepers were traded in the first place. And my opinion of Yann Sommer is well known: I would never have signed him. I'm happy for him that he's now performing so well again at Inter Milan. But Sommer wasn't one for FC Bayern. A small highlight was certainly the double contract extension of Manuel Neuer and Sven Ulreich recently. FC Bayern showed its old strength. That was a great move.

For the first time in many years, FC Bayern is not first at the end of the year, but sees Bayer Leverkusen at the top of the table. How much does that make your Bayern heart ache?

That hurts a bit - and it's also really unusual. But it has to be acknowledged without envy that Leverkusen deserve it. They have set a new record with 25 unbeaten competitive matches across all competitions, which is quite a remarkable run. Xabi Alonso would be a great coach for FC Bayern, he's doing an excellent job at Leverkusen. The way football is played there makes every fan click their tongue. It's unparalleled even in Europe. And honestly? I wouldn't have put it past Alonso.

Will Leverkusen even become German champions in the end?

I still believe that Bayern will be champions again in the end, but it hasn't been as difficult as this season for a long time. Thomas Tuchel must get the players back on track immediately in the new year. Bayern must not weaken for a single minute. Otherwise that's it for the title. But there are also quite a few people who would begrudge Bayer Leverkusen the title. If only because of Alonso. That would also put an end to this stupid "Vizekusen" (second-kusen or also his english equivalent neverkusen)

Thomas Müller has extended his contract with FC Bayern until 2025 ahead of the last game of the year. It wasn't a complete surprise, how did you take it?

With great joy. But I also firmly assumed that Thomas would stay, he's simply a Bayern legend. Müller is such a good guy and a really good player. The way he performs on and off the pitch is wonderful and I pay him a lot of respect for that. Müller hasn't always had it easy with Tuchel, but he's taken it professionally. I'm sure Tuchel also liked his attitude. Thomas Müller lives and breathes FC Bayern. The interview after the 3-0 win against VfB Stuttgart was 100 percent Müller. He was funny and totally clear with what he said. You can't imagine him at any other club anyway. Like with me back then.

Is Müller the Gerd Müller of today?

Absolutely. Thomas Müller is the Gerd Müller of modern times. There's nothing more to say. Gerd would be proud that Thomas has extended his contract again.

What makes Müller so unique?

His professionalism and his authentic and funny manner. I can only repeat myself: he's just a really good guy and a great footballer.

But Müller will probably replace you as the record player - does that annoy you?

Not at all. I'd rather have Thomas than someone from BVB (laughs). It will happen and he is a worthy successor. I wish him all the best. He will have earned it.

Harry Kane has scored 21 goals in 15 league games. An incredible rate, isn't it?

Absolutely. In the summer, you could assume that things would work out with him and Bayern, but his performance is already exceptionally good. There are almost no words. The special thing about Kane is that he also works for others and shows how much he has already internalized FC Bayern. He's good for the Bundesliga. Kane is clearly more valuable than Lewandowski.

Finally, let's take a look ahead to next year's European Championship at home. What are your thoughts on the tournament?

I have mixed feelings about the home European Championships. Of course it's something very special. And it will be a very important tournament, especially for Julian Nagelsmann. He can win everything, but he can also lose everything. One thing is clear: the team must improve. We won't get through the preliminary round with performances like the recent ones against Turkey and Austria. Then we'll fail badly, but I'm thinking positively. The closer we get to the European Championship, the more euphoria there will be in Germany. It will be similar to 2006.

Julian Nagelsmann recently hinted in the ZDF sports studio that he could imagine bringing Toni Kroos back to the national team. What is your opinion?

I wouldn't bring Kroos back. I don't think it's good for him to play for the national team again. He's had his time. We have many other talented players in his position who can help the team. It's a popular topic for the media, but I wouldn't call Kroos up again. That doesn't mean he's not a great player and hasn't done anything for German football.

Meanwhile, Marc-André ter Stegen is fighting for the number one spot in the German national team, but is currently injured. Who will be in goal for Germany at the European Championships?

Manuel Neuer. Ter Stegen is a very good goalkeeper, but Manu is on the way to his old form, so there is no doubt who will be number 1 at the European Championship in Germany.

Final question: After 17 months of proceedings, the European Court of Justice has given the green light for the establishment of the Super League. Are you pleased about this?

Of course not. Nobody needs the Super League, there is already the Champions League for the big clubs, many national leagues and then the Nations League. The Super League will turn football into a two-tier society. I see that with great concern.

[mashafootball]

Hers - Julian Brandt Imagine

Part 1 (Y/N meeting Jannis)   

Part 2 (Y/N meeting Julian’s parents) 

It isn’t necessary to read the first two parts. 

„So, how do you feel? Are you nervous? Because you sure look like it.”, you laughed, staring at your boyfriend, who was fumbling around with the black buttons of his white button-down shirt, seeming a little shaky.

After you already had honor of meeting Julian’s whole family (even the aunts and uncles your boyfriend didn’t even know properly, it was finally time to introduce the blonde footballer to your parents. Even though your mum basically already knew everything about your new-found love and your relationship, she was still ecstatic to finally meet Julian in real life. Your father, a usually very reserved and serious man was also looking forward to meeting the young man his only daughter had fallen head over heels in love with. As Julian was, at least in your opinion, a quite amazing boyfriend, he had nothing to be afraid of. “Stop fidgeting with your shirt, you are making it even more wrinkly.”, you told him, rolling your eyes at his weird behavior. You kind of expected your usually very calm boyfriend to stay a little bit more relaxed. But the way he had paced around in your living room and put on three different outfits before your parents arrived signaled how nervous he was really feeling. And now it seemed like he was dying on your couch.

“Do you think it looks too wrinkly? Should I wear something else? I should have brought the black one.”, Julian had panic written all over his pale face, already getting ready to take the white fabric off his body. “Hey! Say something!”, he urged you as you continued to stare at him rather than answer his question. “Relax. For a second! You are acting far worse than I did. Everything will be fine, you look handsome babe.”, you told him, thinking about the first time you had met his brother Jannis and after some time after that his parents. “Is the shirt too wrinkly?”, he asked again. “No.”

After taking a look at the clock on your living room wall you realized your parents would arrive very soon, Julian already starting to pace around the small room again, hands running up and down his shirt. “Babe.”, you called from the kitchen, getting some more things to set the table with. “Yes?”, he answered soon after, appearing in the kitchen, “Will they be here soon?”, he wondered, following you back into the living room like a lost puppy. “They will probably be here in a few minutes. One thing you should know: They are never, like never ever, late.”, you explained, thinking about all the times your parents had scolded you for arriving even a minute late. There was absolutely nothing they hated as much as other people being late – or god forbid – them not being on time - for once.

When you both heard a fierce knock at your door, Julian suddenly stood up from the sofa, “Oh no.”, he hissed, fingers brushing through his hair, “oh no, no.”, he grimaced, sitting down again. “Relax. You will mess up your hair!”, you demanded, your hands already smoothing his hair down again, trying to fix the mess he had just created on his head. After you managed to make him look like before you stood up and walked off to your entrance door, mentally preparing for your mum’s tight hugs and kisses.

After hugging and kissing your parents hello you let them into the flat, helping with hanging up their jackets. “Julian is really nervous.”, you told them quietly, hoping your boyfriend didn’t hear you. “Such a sweetie.”, you mother smiled softly, taking her shoes off.

As the three of you entered your living Room, Julian immediately got up from the couch, hands brushing over his jeans, walking over to you. “Hi!”, you mum squealed and before Julian could reply anything, she had already pulled him into what seemed like a quite bone-breaking hug. “Mum.”, you whined. “Hello Miss Y/L/N.”, Julian said, and you were pretty sure you had never heard him sound that shy before. You could practically feel his neck turning red and hot. “Hello Mister Y/L/N.”, he turned to your father, shaking his outreached hand. Luckily, your parents both told him to call them by their first names – making both you and Julian relax a little. That was a good sign – especially from your dad.

After finishing the dinner, you had cooked during the whole afternoon, you moved to the couch, each of you with a wine glass in the hand. Julian was loosening up by the minute. While he stayed mainly quiet during your dinner, he started warming up a little when the four of you sat down on the couch. The wine was probably doing its job too. Joking around with your mum, putting his charm to use and talking to your dad about football, who wasn’t really a fan of the Bundesliga, but still very interested in your boyfriend’s profession. As you saw that everyone’s glass was empty, you decided to go back into the kitchen to open another bottle, soon followed by the quiet steps of your mother.

“Everything alright?”, you asked her softly, reaching for the wine in your refrigerator. “I love him.”, she said, squeezing your shoulders, making a grin appear on your face. “I do too.”

(tags: @julianbrandtrelated @holybrandt

[footballimagines]

Requested: Yes Anon: Hello, I love your blog and writting ! ;) I was wondering if you could write a Kai Havertz imagine like a cute couple moment. thank you // Hi! I was wondering if you could do a Kai Havertz imagine? You can choose whatever prompt you like. Thanks N/A: Also the gif is not mine, if it's yours I am sorry that I am using it without your permission I am sorry. And anon it's probably not what you really wanted, but whatever, I use what comes to my mind.

Kai Havertz - Young and In Love

Being young and in love was hard, beautiful. Being young and in love with a footballer was hard, messy and beautiful. It was hard just to have a time for each other, but when they had it was the most cute thing ever. Being the type of couple that knew they were going to get old together, the type of couple that would make everyone envy what they had. They they had that young love, and belived they were going to have it forever, because nothing could tear them apart.

Even with the young age, she was in college, he had begun playing for Bayer Leverkusen. He wanted to get his own house, she lived on campus. He was tall, she was short. He had black hair, she had brown hair. He loved her smile, she loved his eyes. 

Parents normally tell their children that young love will come and go, that you will get your heart broken, that school sweethearts were a hard thing to find. But not them. They were together since ever, she had her dreams, he had his dreams. But they always talked about it, they were going to do whatever it took to follow each other dreams together.

- Ice cream or popcorns? - he asks her making his way towards his kitchen - We are going to watch a movie. - she tells him rolling her eyes. - So popcorns and ice cream? - Yes. Love you. - Love you.

Yeah, they were young and in love.

[musialawirtzrichten]

How many languages do you wanna speak ?

Seoane: YES

[footballxixstars]

Day 11 ~ Kai Havertz

Snow Day Out

Countdown to Christmas 2019

“Kai” you shouted as soon as you woke up. You were staring outside the window just watching the snow dance in the light, a choreographed ballet conducted by the gentle wind. It was beautiful as your eyes grew wider every minute you watched it. You felt like a little kid again just watching the snowfall. Even with shouting his name Kai stayed asleep next to you barely moving an inch. You couldn’t believe that Kai was still asleep even after you shouting his name really loudly. If there was an earthquake right now he still probably wouldn’t wake up. The excitement was too much for you though you needed to share it with Kai so he wasn’t getting any more sleep. You started to shake Kai and slowly he came around and started to wake up.

“What?” He grumbled in his morning voice. You couldn’t spend too much time though dawning on it. You would usually listen to him speaking just to hear his morning voice but today you couldn’t. You were too excited about the snow that was falling outside to have a proper conversation with him or even listen to what he was saying.

“It’s snowing.” You said the awe obvious in your voice. This made Kai sit up and rub his eyes to try to wake himself up some more since he was still near enough asleep. You couldn’t stay in bed any longer. You left your instincts to take over getting out of bed and putting shoes on immediately. You didn’t care that you were in your pyjamas. You didn’t care that it was freezing outside all you wanted to do was go outside. Kai immediately got out of bed to follow you also in his pyjamas. As soon as your shoes were on you ran to the door and slammed it open. The street looked like an unfinished painting. So much of the canvas was still perfectly white as if waiting for the artist's hand to return. The morning light struggled through the murky cloud, but even in its weakness, it was enough to blind. The air was, of course, cold, but you hadn't expected the same dampness that comes before the rain. Moving from the overbearing heat of the kitchen to the conservatory was like sipping on ice-water in the heat of summer until your lips went blue and you and Kai ran back into the comfort of your home. You didn’t stay inside long though putting on all your warm clothes before going back outside.

“Kai” you shouted as soon as he walked back out of the front door. You had grabbed some snow and made it into a snowball so you could throw it at him when he walked out of that door. You had to wait for him to move away from the door though so it wouldn’t get inside the house. As soon as he was away from the door you through the snowball and it hit him straight in the face. The giggles immediately left your lips as soon as it hit him in the face. What a good shot it was to hit him straight in the face. You were never that good at aiming so you were surprised it managed to hit him let alone in the face.

“Oh no! I’m going to get you back for that!” Kai said starting to gather some snow to make a snowball. As soon as you noticed what he was doing you began to make more snowballs knowing that this would end up in a snowball fight. When you were making a snowball you felt something hit you and you knew it was a snowball and when you looked up your saw Kai looking at you with a guilty smile on his face. You didn’t even say anything to him just grabbed some of the snowballs that you made and pelted them him. Kai retaliated by making snowballs and throwing them at you and it turned into a full-on snowball fight. The two of you were running down the street laughing like you were little kids again. Luckily not many people lived in the street because of how noisy you and Kai were being. Screaming, shouting and laughing at each other. When you were bent down to make some more snowballs Kai came up behind you and tackled you into the snow. He turned you over so you were face to face with him. He was sat on top of you not doing anything for a second just staring at you and when you went to open your mouth to ask him what he was doing he got the mischievous smile on his face. His hands went to your sides and immediately started to tickle you. You started to wiggle around laughing so much that your stomach and sides started to hurt. You couldn’t gather enough strength to push him off of you though so he continued to tickle you.

“Do you surrender?” Kai asked you. Stopping tickling your sides for a couple of seconds so you could catch your breath and answer him. Instead of giving in to him you shook your head thinking he would stop anyway. How wrong you were. He went straight back to tickling your sides not stopping so you could catch your breath. It was constant laughter and tickling for 5 minutes till you needed to give in. You needed to give in or else you would probably end up peeing yourself from laughing too much.

“I give up.” You said laughing like mad after some more time of him tickling you. You had no idea how you managed to get those words out when you were laughing so much but you managed to. As soon as you said those words Kai pulled his hands off of you and stopped tickling you but continued to sit on top of you. Surprisingly he wasn’t squashing you though because the way his legs were on the floor he was putting all of his weight on his legs so he wasn’t squashing you.

“Let’s build a snowman,” Kai said finally rolling off of you. You sat up and slowly began to stand up. You could feel the wetness from the snow going through your trousers and even though it was uncomfortable you still continued to play in the snow with Kai. Nothing could stop you from playing in the snow. Maybe frostbite but that was it. You and Kai agreed with each other that he should do the bottom of the snowman whilst you do the head. It took a while to roll up a ball of snow that was big enough to make a head and sturdy enough so it stays on the body that Kai was rolling up. You kept trying to roll up the head but every time you got so far it would just break so you would have to start it again. Kai eventually rolled up the body of the snowman making sure it was near you so that when you had rolled the head to a good size it would be easier to pick up and place on top. You just continued to roll up the head as Kai left the body next to you whilst he ran off in another direction probably to get some stones and sticks for the snowman’s face and arms. Whilst he was doing that you finally managed to finish the head and put it onto the body and make it stable. You stepped back just watching it for a couple of moments to make sure that it didn’t fall which luckily it didn’t because you couldn’t be bothered to remake it again for the thousandth time. As soon as that snowman part was done you turned around and sat on the steps outside of your house waiting for Kai. Your trousers were already wet so it didn’t matter if they got wetter now. You looked around admiring the beauty of snow. Snow rests upon the bench as if it was a feather cushion, soft and warm. It covers the rich, deep wood in perfect white. The snow if gift-wrapped that only spring will open, in the warming weather, revealing the engrained beauty that lives below protected in these long winter months.

“What do you call a Snowman’s dog?” Kai asked you knocking you out of your thoughts and when you turned to him he was grinning like an absolute idiot with the sticks and stones in his hand. You knew that this would turn out as one of his stupid jokes that he’s really proud of. You just shrugged your shoulders so that Kai would tell you the punchline of his joke. He stuttered a bit before saying the answer probably trying to remember the correct answer.

“A slush puppy!” Kai said laughing at his own joke. Even though it wasn’t funny you could feel your lips turning into a smile. It was just because of Kai laughing though. His laugh always makes you smile because it’s one of the best noises in the world. It is one that you could listen to all day without getting bored of it and even without meaning to you hear his laugh and automatically start to smile.

“Let me tell you another one,” Kai said once he stopped laughing. He was still excited though to tell a joke. He made a face. The face he always makes when he’s thinking probably racking through all of the jokes that he has in his head to tell you one. There is probably a dictionary full of jokes just in his head but he was most likely thinking of the funniest one to tell you. This was a daily occurrence him telling you jokes and somehow he seemed to have a joke for every type of topic that you talked about and they were near enough always different. You had no idea how he did it but somehow he does.

“What do you call an old snowman?” Kai said once he had figured out what joke to tell you. He was already laughing before he even finished telling you the joke. You were about to ask him why but Kai didn’t allow you already deciding to tell you the punchline. He managed to only get it out with you understanding him when he stopped laughing.

“A puddle,” Kai said laughing once again. You just rolled your eyes completing ignoring him now. He was very easily entertained.

“Let’s just put these on the snowman.” You stared standing up and walking over to where Kai was stood. He passed you the stones whilst he held the sticks and put them on the snowman for the arms. You had the stones so carefully put them on the face making sure you don’t press them too hard so that the head falls off. Luckily you made the face of the snowman without the head falling off but unfortunately didn’t have any scarves or a hat to put on him so he was naked on that front. You didn’t even have any carrots for a nose so he wasn’t able to smell but you did make sure to put bottons on him because you couldn’t forget that he had a top on which needed buttons.

“Our snowman.” You said standing next to him and hugging it. Kai took a photo of you with the snowman hugging it and standing next to it and then took a selfie of all three of them together. He also took a picture of the scene around them wanting a good picture of the snow. After some thought, Kai decided to post it to Instagram. He doesn’t post a lot about your relationship but for some reason he wanted to so he asked you and after you looked at the pictures you agreed not thinking you look to and in them. He posted it with the caption ‘If kisses were snowflakes, I’d send you a blizzard🌨⛄️’ Kai showed you the caption and you tried but you couldn’t help yourself and you started to laugh and shake your head at him. Only he would be someone to have a caption like that but it was too funny to you, you couldn’t find yourself to care.

“Come on let's go for a walk,” Kai said once he was sure that the photos were up onto Instagram. You nodded your head knowing that a walk would be good and even though it is freezing the air was nice and it was nice to be outside a bit especially after being stuck inside for song long because of the rain. Also, a walk would hopefully warm you up a little bit more because you would be moving around. Kai grabbed your hand and you both started to walk down the snowy street together. Luckily for both of you since you were holding hands it slowly started to warm up your hands a little bit. It was only a little bit of warmth but right now it was better than nothing. You both walked together for about 10 minutes before Kai turned to talk to you. His cheeks and nose were rosy red from the cold so you could probably guess what he was going to say or ask.

“Right let’s get back inside or else we’re going to freeze to death,” Kai said bringing you back inside. You probably would’ve argued against him dragging you back inside however you couldn’t feel your fingers so it was probably for the best you go back inside. You could always go back out later when you warm up and get the feeling back in your fingers. It had only just gone past midday so still had a lot of time left in the day also it would probably still be there tomorrow as well but you needed the feeling back. It didn’t take long till you were back in the house into the warmth the two of you walked as quick as you could back to the house before anything else could freeze although it felt like most of your body was frozen.

“Let’s get changed as it will be warmer,” Kai said immediately going up the stairs and you followed him knowing it would be a good idea. Running up the stairs you went straight to your room seeing Kai getting changed out of his warm winter clothes that were no longer warm into a pair of joggers and a jumper knowing that would be warmer. You followed his lead by also changing into some joggers and his jumper knowing his jumper would be warmer than one of yours. Even after getting changed out of your wet winter clothes you were still freezing and even though you knew that you wouldn’t warm up that quickly you kinda hoped you would warm up a little bit but you were shaking from how cold you were. As soon as Kai noticed that you were shivering he wrapped you up in a hug until he came up with an idea.

“Right I’ll get the fire on and you start making the hot chocolate because they should both warm us up,” Kai said to you pulling away from the hug and taking you into the kitchen so you knew what to do. He turned away from the kitchen trusting you to make the hot chocolates whilst he sorts out the fire. You made the hot chocolates without spilling anything on you and you quickly put the whipped cream on top quickly because the fridge was cold therefore the can that the whipped cream came in was also freezing cold. You were debating whether or not to actually put whipped cream on top of the hot chocolate but you thought you should or else Kai would probably throw a fit over it. You put the whipped cream on it with some marshmallows then just held the mug in your hands hoping it would warm them up. You would carry them into the living room and meet Kai in there but your hands were still shaking so you wouldn’t be able to carry them without spilling some of it on the floor. Luckily for you, Kai came into the living room to help you carry them.

“Come on lets cuddle in front of the fire to warm up,” Kai said to you grabbing the hot chocolates out of your hands so you could sit in front of the fire with the blanket. You could hardly hold your hot chocolate because of how much you were shaking because of how cold you were even though you were just stood with a hot chocolate in your hand. You grabbed the pillows throwing them on the floor in front of the fire before grabbing the blanket and wrapping it around yourself and took a seat on one of the cushions in front of the fire. Kai placed the hot chocolates on the floor in front of you before taking a seat on the other pillow and pulling the blanket to cover him as well. He moved closer to you before grabbing both of your hot chocolates and passed one to you. The two of you sat in silence just enjoying the warmth’s the fire and hot chocolates and the cosiness of just the fire was warming you up greatly however it was also making you tired. The warmth always makes you sleepy like a lot of other people and you could really do with a nap. Once you drank your hot chocolate you placed it down on the floor and manoeuvred yourself so your head was placed on his lap and the cover was covering you fully. His hand went straight to your hair and ran his finger through it. It didn’t take long till you were asleep in his lap. You didn’t know how long you would be asleep for but you needed this nap.

MASTERLIST | MORE HAVERTZ

[dontexpectmuch]

Yeah someone should make Wirtz fics like I NEED THEM!!!!! 😓

no fr

i bet he‘d have so many [annoying] interesting (relationship) habits, you know?

you met as an intern at BayArena, maybe as the new social media admin.

at first its all just a friendly small talk, meeting one another and exchanging some basic information about each other, the usual stuff. he’s quite an easy going fella, just says what comes to his mind in the nicest way possible.

it’s only when you see each other mire often that he lets his annoying self come out, or more likely he feels comfortable enough around you to be himself. even though if that means that he pokes your sides because he knows that you are hella ticklish, giggling to himself as he jogs away. your annoyed exclamations just fuel this side of him.

or sometimes when he sees you with camera equipment walking towards the media room. he sneaks up to you from behind, grabs the bags and walks towards the opposite direction. you groan as you follow him, literally threatening him that you would do something if he won’t give you back tour equipment. he just laughs and walks to the media room instead, leaving all the bags there before poking your sides, yes obviously, and leaving to go to practice.

he is also that guy that simply listens to you talk about whatever cause he knows that he cannot keep up. he is not some stupid guy, no, but you talk with all these big words that make his head spin at times. so he just nods and listens to you with nothing else to say, just happy to share some comfortable moments with you.

even though you would consider the two of you as just good colleagues, you cant help but follow mostly him with your camera, silently smiling ti yourself as he does one of his dribbles once again. he knows that you are watching, why not show off a little, eh?

you most likely have the potato debate as well, but that leads to many other debates which also leads to you scoffing, shaking your head as you leave the room before you jump him first having weird [you dgaf] opinions.

[httpsdana]

could you please do prompt 77 with Flo Wirtz?🙏

Yapper~Florian Wirtz

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another Flo request. enjoy <3

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77-"are you even listening?" "sorry sweetheart, you were distracting me."

y/n slammed the door behind her, taking off her shoes and dropping her bag. She angrily stomped to the kitchen, already unbuttoning her shirt.

"princess? you're home early" Florian said from the kitchen. She muttered some incoherent words which he didn't understand.

"uh what did you say?" he asked awkwardly.

"I just had the worse day of my life" she mumbled breathing out deeply

She sat down on the one of the stools and covered her face with her hands. Florian gazed at his tired girlfriend with a mix of concern and worry in his eyes. His hand reached out to remove hers from her face, giving her a gentle smile.

"how about you go take a shower and relax while I make you some food to eat. you can tell me all about your bad day yeah?" he suggested, rubbing his thumb against her knuckles.

y/n smiled softly at Florian as she leans into his embrace, feeling his warmth and love surrounding her. He wrapped his arms tightly around her shoulders while she hugged his torso, breathing in his comforting scent. He pressed a small kiss on her forehead before she left to shower, already feeling that her day is getting better

As y/n was taking her hot shower, Florian started working on y/n's favorite pasta. He made the sauce and cooked the chicken while the pasta boiled in water.

By the time he finished serving their plates, y/n came out of the shower, her hair wet and face bare from any make up. Florian always loved to admire her face without make up, because it just seems to be glowing, especially after a shower.

y/n and Florian sat on the stools in the kitchen, eating their food in silence until Florian spoke up.

"so tell me, what made your day that bad?" he asked, dropping his fork and looking at his girlfriend. y/n let out a sigh, dropping her fork as well.

"well first of all I was having a bad hair AND make up day which basically means I looked like shit all day-" she was interrupted by Florian

"I think you looked cute" he said with a small smile making her smile too

"thank you- but that's not the point. I arrived late to class because of the fucking traffic and the professor made me sit in the back of the hall with all the shit students that talk all the time, so I didn't hear anything. during the break, I went to get my coffee but ended up spilling half of it on my..." her voice started fading as it became just a background noise when Florian started admiring her.

His gaze softened as he looked at her, his expression filled with admiration and warmth as he took in her natural, bare face after her shower. The worry lines on his forehead disappeared, replaced by a gentle smile that reflected his mesmerized state by her presence.

"are you even listening?" y/n said, a bit disappointed that he wasn't fully with her

"sorry sweetheart, you were distracting me." he said shamelessly, his smile still on his face, making her blush but look away.

She rolled her eyes with a smile but slapped his shoulder gently.

"shut up. I have no make up on" she said, turning back to her plate

"you don't need any. you have a natural glow when you have no make up on" he said, the soft smile never leaving his face as he still admired her face

"oh shut up and continue eating" she shook her head with a smile.

He laughed slightly, telling her to continue her yapping session even if he didn't hear most of it

[planetpedri]

Sidelines — Florian Wirtz.

Pairing: Florian Wirtz x Fem!Reader

Summary: You’d always been quiet and reserved, you had nothing to prove to anyone. Until he came along, and suddenly all you weren’t the shell of a person you once were.

Word count: 1.36k

Disclaimer/s: fluff , reader is a photographer.

A/N: guys im in love w him it’s so bad. also i got sick of this at the end sorry…!

You were always in the background. Always the quiet one, you rarely ever spoke. Florian had noticed that about you when you first met. During a press conference, his eyes had scanned the room looking at the journalists, reporters, photographers.. that’s when he saw you.

Your face was covered by the camera, but you’d caught his eyes anyways. There was a multitude of people in there, all speaking over each other, trying to gain his attention. But you? You were in the corner, eyebrows pulled together as you snapped a few pictures.

The second you realized his eyes were on you, the camera slowly moved away from your face, a small red tint spreading across your cheeks. He smiles at that, his head jerking up ever so slightly in acknowledgment to your presence. He’d never seen you before, but now he couldn’t pull his eyes away from you for more than a few minutes.

The second the room cleared out, Florian was already up and out of his seat, trying to get a final glance at you. You were nowhere to be seen, lost in the crowd of people like you were never there.

The next time he saw you was a week later, he didn’t let the chance fly past him again. He sped toward you, nearly tripping over himself the whole way. He yelled out, “hey! You! Wait!” But who were you to assume that it was directed at well.. you.

Until you felt a hand wrap around your bicep, the familiar face of Florian Wirtz coming into your view. Stopping in your tracks, you blink a few times. “Sorry, may I help you?” Confusion is clear on your face, but Florian find’s himself at a loss for words. His hand drops from your arm, now at his side.

You were even more captivating close up, it’d taken his breath away. Collecting himself, he takes a quick breath. “Hey.” He had no idea what he was supposed to say now that he’d gotten your attention, his mouth opening and closing a few times before he could speak again, “you’re new around here?”

That all too familiar question elicited a small laugh from you. “Actually, i’ve been here for a few months now.” It was sweet though, the nervousness in his tone. After years of observing, you’d gotten used to reading people quickly. Though, it was hard to process that the Florian Wirtz, was nervous around you.

His lips form a thin line, how had he not noticed her before? You recognize the way his eyebrows had pinched together, the way his tongue darted out to lick his lips, he didn’t know what to do now.

Sighing, you wave it off. “Last week was the first time I was in one of your conferences, there would’ve been no reason for you to see me.” Your smile was reassuring, and Florian visibly relaxes at that.

He chuckles awkwardly, “so, what’s your name?”

You tell him, curiosity spiking. “Why?”

“I just thought, if I were to see you again, it’d be better than ‘hey, you!’ y’know?” He shrugs, eyes never trailing far from your face while he speaks.

Your hand comes up to rub the arm he’d once touched. “You.. plan on talking to me again?” Your eyebrow quirks, a part of you still not fathoming the fact that he was talking to you.. interested in you.

“If you’d be okay with that, yeah.”

The next time he saw you, he’d gained the confidence to ask for your number, this time a lot less nervous. His head cocked to the side, a small, subtle smile on his lips as he asked, “so.. since we’re practically friends now, does that mean I can ask for your number?”

Your surprise wasn’t subtle or hidden, it was quite evidente in your face, even as you spoke. “I beg your finest pardon?” Okay. Admittedly, that did sound rude. You weren’t used to anyone ever asking for your number. Much less a famous footballer.

Florian had frowned, wondering if he was reading you all wrong. “Oh. Sorry—was that too fast?”

You’d stumbled over your words, spewing out mindless apologies before you clamped your mouth shut and simply shoved your unlocked phone toward his chest.

He had laughed, finding your flustered state more and more adorable as time went on.

It hadn’t been long after that, that you’d started going on dates. Eventually leading you two to start going steady. With the newfound comfort your boyfriend provided, you had slowly but surely made your way closer to the front of the conferences.

You found you got better shots now that you weren’t confined to the back of the room. This eventually integrated to his teammates press conference’s as well. Everything had slowly became less scary, less anxiety-ridding. You felt a lot more free.

Florian had brought out a side of you, you weren’t sure you’d had until then.

Strangers didn’t matter anymore. You asked questions and slowly made your way up to more important spots in your career. Florian, your now boyfriend, had completely brought you out of your shell.

Even now, as you sat across the dinner table from him, you find yourself completely enamored with him. Florian was talking about something that happened at practice, his smile reaching his eyes as he laughs.

Florian rarely smiled this big before you two started dating, he would only give tight lipped smiles or teasing grins. Now though, he was all smiles and laughs.

“Flo, your soup is going to get cold if you don’t finish it.” You chuckle, “I love your stories, but you still need to eat.”

The bleach blonde huffs, looking down at the bowl. “True.. so, how’s work?” He asks, taking a spoonful of the soup.

“Good!” You hum, “just got a promotion to head photographer, so, that’s nice.”

Florian’s hand stops mid way and he slowly sets the spoon back down. His eyes widen, “what? That’s—why didn’t you tell me earlier? I would’ve taken you to dinner somewhere nice!” You were treating as if it was no big thing, not something to celebrate.

“It’s not that big of a deal, Flo.” You shrug it off, “plus, I prefer our nights in over restaurant’s. Seriously, it’s cool, but not worth all the fuss!”

Your boyfriend slumps in his seat, eyes examining you carefully. “You’re so calm about this, why?”

“I wasn’t calm earlier, i’ve worked for this for so long, and i’ve accomplished it.” You explain, taking a sip of water.

Florian nods in understanding, “okay, okay! Well, i’m proud of you.” His hand slides across the table, taking your hand in his.

You beam, eyes sparkling with love. “Thank you.” You say, giving his hand a quick squeeze, pressing a kiss to his knuckles.

For the rest of dinner, Florian seems to be in an especially affectionate mood. During clean up, every time he walked past you, he left a kiss to your shoulder or cheek, or his hand would rest on the small of your back as he passed you.

Once in bed, you roll over, propping yourself up onto your elbow, you look up at him curiously. “Why are you suddenly in such a chipper mood?”

Florian glances down at your face, his arm slinking around your shoulder. “What do you mean?”

“You’re so.. touchy. Not that it’s a bad thing, but you’re never this affectionate.” Resting your head on his shoulder, you bring your hand up to trace his face.

Florian’s eyes flutter shut at the small touch, his lips pulling into a small smile. “I’m just very proud of you, that’s all.”

“Yeah, you said that earlier.” You grin, “but thank you, again.”

“And, I love you.” His eyes are open now, flickering down to your face, watching for your reaction.

Your mouth parts, heart leaping to your throat. “Oh! Oh, I mean, yeah, like—“ pursing your lips, you breathe in through your nose. You slink your fingers around his head, pulling his face close to yours so you could plant a kiss to his lips. “I love you, too.”

DTS , @halfwayhearted @ar4ujos @spidybaby !

[musialasmaid]

Me whenever I see Florian Wirtz and Jamal Musiala:

[footywritingworks]

Just a hook up? {Julian Brandt}

AN: Requests for blurbs are always open. My writing list is here

You had met Julian through your friend Sophia. You two had been friends since you were little but you didn't see each other quite often because you had moved to Hannover a couple of years ago. Social media made keeping in touch very easy and this weekend you drove down to Cologne to visit her and meet her Boyfriend Kai.

Kai was a very nice guy and you could see how much in love him and Sophia were. They moved together like they were one. It was disgustingly adorable. You agreed to go clubbing together because Kai didn't have a game the next day and you hadn't been clubbing with Soph forever.

The two of you started to get ready. Changing into dresses, doing your hair and make up to look even prettier than you already were. You were giggling the whole time and you noticed how much you missed her. When you were still living here you two would be together almost every day. And from one day or another you were in a completely different city without your best friend.

While you were on your way to the club Kai told you that he had invited a friend of his to come with you because he know he'd be the third wheel to you and Sophia. In the club you went directly to the VIP section where Kai's friend was already waiting.

His blonde hair was gelled upwards and his eyes shone as blue and clear as the ocean. He had a muscular build. Wide shoulders and quite big arms. He must have been a teammate of Kai's cause he looked very athletic.

You locked eyes and it was like gravity changed. You were attracted to him right away and a strange force wanted to pull you towards him. He held his hand out.

"I'm Julian, one of Kai's teammates. It's very nice to meet you."

You held your hand out too, shaking his. Sparks ran through your body and up your spine, making goosebumps appear on your skin.

"(Y/N). Very nice to meet you too."

Both of your cheeks were blushed in a rosy color when Kai stood next to you with drinks in his hand.

"Come on, Love birds. Sit down and have a drink."

You sat down in between Julian and Sophia, taking your drink and sipping slowly. The conversations were light hearted and you were laughing a lot. The more you drunk the more open you were and despite your first shyness you were now talking to Julian like an old friend. But it felt like more. You sat closer together than at the beginning of the night and your hands brushed against each other more than once.

Hours passed with you talking until Sophia laid an arm around your shoulder, smiling brightly at you. ”Can I steal her away for a bit Julian or do you continue to flirt with her? Cause I want to dance." You giggled and let yourself be pulled to the dance floor.

The bass ran through your veins and you danced like there's no tomorrow. You were laughing and sweating but you were happy. So happy like you haven't been for a long time. You continued to dance until you were both pulled away. Sophia from Kai and you from Julian.

He pulled you close so that your bodies were almost touching. Your breath caught up in your throat by the closeness of your bodies. You could feel his body radiating as he wrapped his arms around your waist, his minty breath fanning over your face. You danced without breaking eye contact. The tension was sizzling around you and you unconsciously leaned in, to get closer to one another.

When your lips met it felt like an explosion erupting in your stomach. Butterflies flew through your body as the adrenaline raced through your veins. You closed your eyes and wrapped your arms around his neck, your fingers playing with the hairs on the back and lightly scratching over his scalp.

Your lips moved in synch and you pulled each other even closer, if even possible. His hands wandered down to your ass, grabbing it and deepening the kiss. This had to be the most passionate and heated kiss you ever had. You pulled away to catch your breath, the both of you panting slightly as he let out a breath and whispered in your ear.

"Do you want to go back to mine? We could continue there."

You nodded and pressed a small kiss to the corner of his mouth. He took your hand and pulled you through the crowd and out of the club where he called an uber to drive you home. The night air was colder and you regretted not bringing a jacket with you. Goosebumps rose and you shivered slightly. Julian noticed you freezing so he shrugged off his jacket and draped it over your shoulders. The beat radiated off it and his scent was like a veil around you. You blushed into a dark rose, your shyness coming back as you muttered a small "Thank you". Julian just smiled and pulled you into him, his arms wrapping around you to keep you warm. He pressed a kiss to your forehead.

"Of course. Don't want my girl freezing to death."

You blushed even more but before you could answer the uber pulled up. You climbed into the backseat and Julian told the driver his address. Your hands intertwined as if you never wanted this night to end. And you truly didn't want it to end. When you arrived at his apartment complex he paid and you both got to his apartment. As soon as the door was closed he pressed you against it and continued where he left of, kissing you passionately.

The night was filled with lust and passion. Your bodies moving together as if they were one. Your hand grasped tightly in his as the only things that were heard were heavy breathing, gasps and the sound of skin against skin.

The next morning you awoke from the light shining through the blinds of Julian's bedroom. Your eyes fluttered open and you looked at his sleeping face, light snores coming through his nose. You smiled lightly as the butterflies made you feel happy. But then you remembered that you had to get home today. Turning around to look at the clock you saw that you only had three hours left until you had to take the train back home.

As much as you hated it, you had to go. With a heavy heart you got out of bed to get dressed. Taking a last look back at the boy sleeping soundly in his bed. You pressed one last kiss to his forehead before you took your purse and left his apartment.

Maybe you will meet again. Maybe you could be together someday.

[thommi-tomate]

Interview with Harry Kane pt1

By: Kicker

Your first winter break is behind you, Mr. Kane. How was it?

I had a really good time with my family. We were in the Caribbean, which actually felt a bit strange at first. Normally I played soccer. This time I was able to watch all the Premier League games in peace, which was fun - and to be honest, you get used to it quickly. Especially because it was a good opportunity to spend time with my wife and children, who I've rarely seen in the past four months.

How did your ex-colleagues react? You wanted to send a photo ...

Exactly. I sent them a photo of me lying in the sun in the national team's Whatsapp group. That was just before New Year's Eve, when they were all playing (grins). I then wished them good luck for the games - a few of them wished me a happy New Year in return. Knowing full well that they were in the cold and I was in the beautiful Caribbean sun.

The first six months at FC Bayern are over. Have you spent your days off reviewing your start in Munich?

I'm very happy, I have to say. It was my first transfer after a really long time at Tottenham, so I didn't know exactly what to expect. I just believed in myself and my abilities. I knew I would be joining a great team, but I didn't know exactly what to expect and how everything would go. But now I'm totally happy with how I've settled in in Munich and with the team. The few months in the hotel were great, everyone there was really great to me - just like the fans, who are incredibly supportive. All in all, I couldn't have imagined a better start

The first half of the season is not yet over for Bayern because of the catch-up game against Union - and you've already scored over 20 goals in the Bundesliga alone.

That's right. If we were also top of the table, it would be ideal. But Bayer Leverkusen have simply made a strong start to the season. Nevertheless, if someone had told me in August that I would score more than 20 goals by Christmas, I would have signed it immediately. After the first few games, I already had the feeling that we - me and the players around me - could achieve even more if we got to know each other better.

We've been together for a while now and I think we're getting better and better, which was evident in November and December. If we carry on like this, doing more training sessions and games, we'll get even stronger. I hope that I continue to develop, but not just myself, but also the players around me, like Leroy Sané, Jamal Musiala, Kingsley Coman and Serge Gnabry when he's back. So hopefully we'll all have a strong second half of the season.

You've mentioned time and again in recent months that despite scoring so many goals, you still don't see yourself at 100 percent. How close are you now?

Towards the end of the year, I think I was close. I was starting to feel really good. Even though I wasn't living in my house yet, I was starting to feel 100 percent comfortable in the environment and on the training pitch. The winter break was a bit of a break now, it will probably take two or three games to get back into the rhythm. Nevertheless, I feel ready and hope to do even better than in the season so far.

In December, you moved from your hotel in the city center to the former home of Lucas Hernandez. Have you finally arrived in Munich?

I think so. There was so much going on at the beginning, it was all about the job. I got to know a lot of new people and had to get used to the environment. It wasn't so easy when the family wasn't here. Now everyone is here, the children are at school and it's starting to feel like home, which is very important. I'm the type of person who likes to be at home with my family and spend a lot of time with them. It's all new for her too, but I think it's a great experience. My wife has lived in London for most of her life - we're really excited to start this new chapter together

Has your family already settled in?

It's certainly not easy, and you always worry about the children, whether they will enjoy school and make friends. But I'm sure they will. The good thing is that they are at a really good age to learn the language. They are probably faster than me (laughs). I think life is about experiences and for us as a family this is a big step. We're just going to soak it all up and enjoy it.

What about your German?

It's going slowly. It's really difficult for me. I spend two hours a week learning the language. I try to listen when the people around me speak German, to pick up something here and there, but it takes time.

A different culture, different food, a different currency, different traffic, a different league. What do you miss about the island?

That's a really good question ... I'm not someone who misses a lot. I'm someone who moves on and looks forward and not too much into the past. I try to process everything and enjoy being here. Luckily, a lot of people here also speak English, which helps me a lot. That's life: You have a job, a family to look after and so it goes on. As soon as the weather improves, I'm going to find some golf courses and play a few holes while the kids go to school. My life here is getting more and more routine.

What are your favorite spots in Munich?

I haven't been out that much yet, but of course the English Garden is really beautiful. I want to go to the mountains so the kids can ski - and I can watch them. But my favorite spot will probably be a nice golf course (grins).

Your former club, Spurs, missed out on international business for the first time in 13 years. When did you first think about a new challenge abroad? And when did your decision mature?

I focused on helping the team and concentrating on the next game. Of course, we had a difficult season last year, so I didn't want to let that distract me. Normally, you always start weighing up your options at the end of the season. I had one year left on my contract, so I knew there was a possibility of a move and it was just a matter of having a conversation with the Tottenham chairman. If I left, it could be a European club, Bayern was a club that was very present for me. When I took a closer look at the team, I thought it could be a good option for me.

English clubs have also been courting you. Would a move to another Premier League club even be conceivable for you?

You can never say never in football because many things can change. Tottenham was a big part of my life. As a team we had really great moments together, but Bayern Munich was a really good option for me. I wanted to experience something different, I wanted to get to know European football.