#i luv scars n stretch marks n body hair and uneven skin and confirmation that you are alive like yassss

[supa-suckers]

"Neun und vierzig Ja Nein, we're doing good c'mon!"

Uber barked, a boyish smile on his face as he watched Ja Nein lift himelf off the ground, his hands behind his head and his face scrunched up in effort, Uber wasn't much better himself, he had just finished his post dinner workout when Ja Nein strolled in and asked him -with an odd look to his face- to spot him.

Being the team captain Uber had a lot of experience spotting people since they didn't believe much in working out with fancy equipment, true team trust and synchronization was built on...well building each other up maybe not mentally but most definatly physically.

"Neun und dreizig, c'mon"

But his firm belief on the team building method wasn't the only reason he had accepted to help him so readily.

"Vierzig! Just ten more Ja Nein!"

İt was also because he wanted to see him, wanted to see Ja Nein with his face all red and his breaths shaky, it was a luxury for him to see the other like this, so active and alive a farcry from his usually straight laced, composed self , he would never admit it but he adored Ja Nein, he dosen't know when or how it happened, he only knows that he shouldn't know.

"Ein und vierzig, get jour hands behind jour head!"

And he felt a little scared, a little sick knowing the man he loved was the smallest in a camp built for big burly man, in a world built for big burly man, Ja Nein was no fool, he was no coward either he was a man, a teammate of admirable strengths but what good would those strengths be against an oppenent or worse an aggresor that didn't recognise them, didn't care for them.

"Zwei und vierzig."

Uber was no fool either, he knew he couldn't protect Ja Nein from everything and he had no desire to. Despite the macho gimmick, he didn't want to be the keeper of him, such fantasies did not appeal to him what he wanted instead was to watch Ja Nein get stronger.

"Drei und vierzig."

He wanted to watch the muscles under his fair skin strengthen and thicken like vines and roots, he wanted the other man to become something stronger with honest work for the pride and confidence it'd give him but more so for the comfort it would give to Uber.

"Vier und vierzig."

He couldn't help his eyes wandering first down the others face, his firm features drenched in sweat then down his chest, his semi visible collarbones and the dark trail of hair leading all the way down his flushed body, Uber had to cover his face in shame as he realized he had been staring thankfully Ja Nein was too focued on his workout to notice.

"Fü-fünf und vierzig."

He gulped his shame down but try as he might he couldn't get the image of bare skin out of his head, Ja Nein had scabrous skin, tanned and slightly tonned, rough and uneven to the touch uniqe in every part.

"Sechs und vierzig, we're nearly zhere."

He preffered it to his skin always waxen and cold, same feel and texture everywhere, whenever he ran a hand down his body he felt like he was running his hands down a sleek sports car, impressive and expensive but with a thousand more to match, he pressed a hand to his chest and felt nothing but mechanical beats.

"Sieben und vierzig."

He bet he could feel life trum under his fingers if he pressed them to Ja Nein's body, he bet it would feel like a river, like the surface of a wild peach. He bet he could memorize the bumpes, riges and roughs, could recognise him blind if he could just touch him. He fixed his eyes to his face to keep his mind from wandering.

"Acht und vierzig."

But the sight of the other's lip caught between his teeth caught him right in the gut, he sweaty hair stuck to his forehead, his swollen lip, his long face all scrunched up in concentration Uber wondered if he could press his lips to his and feel the heat, if he could run his palm over the bristles on his nape, if he could kiss across his face and feel the tension seep out of him.

"Neun und vierzig, let's go!"

Uber watched the other push himself to the ground again, the muscles under his skin rippling and twitching and then back up again.

"Fünfzig, jou did goot for a beginner pipsqueak."

Ja Nein gave him an eye roll as Uber let go off his ankles, they dressed with a light chat and as they walked to the barracks Uber stated the cold as his excuse for pressing as close as he did to Ja Nein, who just asked him if he could spot him again tomorow with a little smirk on his face.

Good luck in collage, hope it works out great for you!!

I'm daring the whole tumblr supastrika fandom to write a paragraph of their OTP (or brot/ character or just anything) doing whatever your current fav activity is (hobbies, knitting, arson everything is accepted) It's two am and I leave for college in a few weeks. Make me feel something. Its ok if it's really basic or just weird. I just wanna see what ur brain makes Ur blorbo do