Perfecto || lukamos [english]

Back To The Old House

Sergio isn't a good cook by any means, soccer was undoubtedly his specialty, but with each morning accompanied by Luka made him learn how cook for both of them, at least the necessary to have a diet that maintained his physical condition. Modrić once tried to cook for them, embarrassed for receiving and not giving, and that only told him that he was a worse cook than him, he couldn't even understand how he could stay in the game eating such a mess, you can't blame him for taking charge of cooking for both of them when he was allowed, he'd rather do that than try the midfielder's abominations again.

So, yes, he wasn't much of a cook, but he was in his kitchen making two turkey sandwiches on whole wheat and two protein-packed green smoothies, glancing at the Croat with the messy hair using his cell phone. They had an hour before they left for training at the Bernabéu, so they couldn't afford to delay their morning, they had to prepare for their next game against Leganés, which was only two days away.

He reviewed the previous day, his victory against Alavés and his euphoria for it despite the fact that it was against a small club, because if Real Madrid had something, it was that they always celebrated as a family, the ghost of a smile crossed his face. He reflected on his talk with Cris and Marce, being aware that Cristiano was now aware of his feelings only managed to embarrass him and stop his work to pass a hand over his face and slide it through his beard, the alcohol had played a trick on him and now he hoped that the portuguese didn't remember all the talk.

He continued automatically while he thought about the possibilities of being reciprocated and not affecting the reputation of both in the process, it was undoubtedly complicated, 'cause he has to be realistic and aware of the world in which he lives, both being public figures, soccer players of a recognized club and their names appeared in the press for the slightest novelty, so getting ideas of both as a couple could be silly and dreamy, despite this, Sergio allowed himself to be selfish and want something between them, he didn't care what the media has to say and how damaging it could be, and even knowing that Florentino wouldn't like such a scandal at his club, he allowed himself to dream for something together, for this reason Luka was the voice of reason and not him even though he was the captain.

- "You're too quite, I thought you were more of talking than thinking"-.

The voice enriched by the Croatian accent dragged him back out of his mind, he didn't even notice that the shorter one was no longer in his seat but was now walking back towards the marble breakfast table with two pills in his hands, neither noticed that the food had been served for both.

- "Here, maybe this will calm that mind of yours"- Luka spoke again now handing over one of the pills in his hand with the aim of calming the hangover. He thanked before bringing it to his mouth and taking a swallow of his green smoothie.

He won't worry about something that had been happening for a while, surprisingly he would take things calmly because he was aware that this wasn't just another situation in his life, now he was involving one of his best friends and he can't think only in himself, the silence on his part was already surprising because he was known as a noise generator in any room he entered, so he would stop scrambling his brain and enjoy the presence of the older man.

He sat in the breakfast nook in front of his mate and started talking about yesterday's game, listening to what they both had to say about it and what they thought they should improve, between all the conversation Sergio started talking about a series he had seen on Netflix before and they agreed to do a movie night after practice. With one last drink of their milkshakes they got up and prepared to go to the Santiago Bernabéu.

The captain was never known for arriving early so it wasn't a surprise to find Marcelo, Morata, Keylor, Lucas and Isco already there, both, croatian and spanish, greeted their teammates one by one, a kiss on the cheek and a good morning from the spanish, Luka was left talking to Isco about things that they could try to improved, while the andalusian received an elbow and a few giggles from the only brazilian in the room as a joke for having arrived with the owner of their past conversations. He was grateful about that was all that was touched on the subject and he was able to return to his normal life, talking and joking with Marcelo and a newly arrived Carvajal.

The training began by separating them according to their soccer positions and then started with stretching, resistance and speed practice, he caught a glimpse of the midfielders practicing passing and ball control before the lunch break. He wasn't able to interact much with Luka during the morning, settling to just interact with the defenders and enjoy their company. It wasn't until the afternoon when Zidane decided to organize a practice match where Luka scored a goal and celebrated in Ramos's arms accompanied by Lucas pulling his hair.

-"Stop rubbing your love on us, we already now that you're happy together"- said Marcelo between laughs making the other players laugh with him, as a reaction, Luka came down of his arms and they parted with shame, the croatian hits the brazilian on the shoulder with a funny look on his face and a «shut up, Marcelo» between laughs. After pats from the majority towards Modrić and a fluttering of his hair by Cristiano, they continued the game with a «don't stop» from Zidane.

As soon as the training started the night arrived and they were saying goodbye to each other as they took their way home, Sergio and Luka together going to defender's house, preparing to joy another friends night, taking the series, movies or analyzing matches as excuses to stay a few more hours together.

-"I hope that it isn't another of your predictable and boring series"- said the croatian with a funny voice while watching the tv.

-"My series are not predictable and boring, if you did not fall asleep soon as it start you would understand"- Sergio said sounding offended but with a sound of fun mixed in his voice, looking the midfielder's eyes shine with the lights under his lashes.

-"I wouldn't fall asleep if they weren't boring"- Sergio rolled his eyes and gave the older man a gentle punch, who was laughing quietly.

-"I won't let you fall asleep this time"- said while they both get comfortable together between the couch's soft pillows.

-"I won't fall asleep this time, promise"-.

In the middle of the first chapter, the croatian with blond hair was asleep on Sergio's shoulder, letting out soft snores from his half-open mouth while the younger tan his fingers through his tangled hair. Ramos loved those moments, he will pretend be offended in the morning, but right now he would enjoy being able to caress the little one's soft tufts, wishing that always be just they two without the public watching.

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Hi!! I hope that I'm doing a good job translating, I'm pretty insecure about my abilities so I really hope I didn't write something wrong, smh.

Anyways, I'm glad to see that there are people reading this, I truly hope that you're liking this, if there are any mistake please tell me. See ya :]