breaking back
Jannik shakes his head. “You’re an amazing player. Even back then I could tell you would be big one day.” “Dios mío,” Alcaraz breathes, and gulps. “That’s… thank you, Mr. Sinner, sir.” “Oh my god. Don’t call me that. As if I don’t feel old enough already.” Jannik laughs tiredly and squeezes his shoulder. “Just Jannik, please.” “J-Jannik, okay,” Alcaraz stutters, furiously nodding. He really is adorable. Those earnest wide eyes, the nervous smile. Jannik’s gaze falls to those plush lips. “Can call me Carlos, too,” they say.
Fresh off suppressants and a two-year slump, Jannik plays a practice match in preparation for the Italian Open. He doesn't expect Carlos Alcaraz, or to go into heat.
omegaverse, age gap au, puppy top carlos
chapter 1/3, 7k words
“Come on,” Jannik softly says. “I was in New York when you won the Open without dropping a set. Three months ago, I watched that supertiebreak in Australia just like everybody else.” Jannik’s eyes roam Carlos’ face, his open, defenseless expression. Today, he thinks, I played tennis with you, and felt alive for the first time in a year. “And you think I’d miss the chance to play with you?”
chapter 2 is up! enjoy <3
