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Synopsis: You've known Michael Kaiser since you were both eight years old. However, at fourteen, you left Germany because of your father's job, losing all contact with Kaiser. Now, at nineteen, you return to Germany, only to find that the little boy you used to talk to is now a great footballer. And that that little boy had never forgotten you
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a/n:hehe... I came back... Maybe I end this before summer ends? Who knows...AND I HOPE MY PEOPLE LIKE THIS.
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3
10 months
You had a rather strange nightmare. It was a long, dark hallway with no doors or exits. At the far end, there was what looked like a white room containing a bed that appeared comfortable, though it had sheets of a color somewhere between white and grayâlooking almost disposable; next to it stood a nightstand with a photo of you and Kaiser.
Kaiser.
When you tried to touch the photo, a sharp pain shot through your entire body, causing you to fall to the ground while screaming in pain.
Dramatically, a light came on, illuminating Kaiser sitting on the beach, gazing at the ocean waves as if he had all the time in the world.
The next light that flickered on revealed a more unsettling sight: you, sitting in a chair, hands clenched against your knees, trembling as you sobbed. Kaiser was nowhere nearby. With every passing second, you curled further over in the chair, weeping harder while whispering that you didn't know what to do.
All the lights went out at once, enveloping you in total darkness.
You woke up in a cold sweat, your body trembling and your vision blurred by tears. Your dream hadn't been all that bad, though you couldn't remember much of it. The only interesting thing was that Kaiser was there; the rest was trivial.
You got up and went to the kitchen, ready to make yourself some breakfast. Before moving, you had decided to start eating betterâand you know what they say: breakfast is the best time to start (youâd just made that up, but you needed it to convince yourself).
It wasn't exactly a surprise when you opened the fridge and saw... nothing! Unless, of course, you were planning to have half a lemon and a bit of chicken for breakfast. You had forgotten to do a full grocery run, having bought only what was necessary for when Kaiser visited.
You got dressed as quickly as you could, grabbed your keys, and headed to a coffee shop about ten minutes from your house.
On your way to the cafeteria, you thought about the blond guy and whether heâd made it home safelyâthough, from what you remembered of him as a kid, heâd bite someone before letting anything happen to him. You were going to text him asking if he wanted to go somewhere to catch up, but you felt a bit hesitant. Everything had happened so fast... and he had changed so much.
âNothing, I was just thinking about going out for breakfast, what about you, Liebling?
âI forgot to buy something for breakfast.
He chuckled, picking up the menu and ordering for both of you, as if he knew you perfectlyâeven years later.
âI can order my share myself.
âWell, I don't care, let me do it.
When he finished ordering everything, he looked at you intently, as if trying to figure something out.
âMmh...
For a long while, you gazed at each other in a comfortable silence, until Kaiser spoke again.
âI'm still free on Wednesday. In case you want to do something.
You didn't give it much thought before agreeing.
âOkey, I have nothing better to do.
Kaiser smiled as if he had just won something big.
Your order arrived, and without further ado, you started eating breakfast. Your meal and drink were deliciousâcoffee with semi-skimmed milk and avocado toast. Meanwhile, Kaiser... What the hell was Kaiser doing, cutting the crusts off his sliced ââbread toast?
âWhat? I'm just saving the best part for last.
You looked at him as if he had told you the sky is purple.
After breakfast, Kaiser insisted on taking you home, using the excuse that he lived nearby (you knew he was lying, but oh well).
On the way, you decided to start the conversation yourself.
âYou know, all these years I wondered how you were doing...
âOh, really? Well, me too, but the princess never told me where she lived, so I was never able to get in touch.
You laughed a little.
âI didn't know your address either.
âFair.
You moved a little closer to him, driven by a sudden urge to be nearer to him. Kaiser didn't even flinch; he simply let you be.
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when you first started dating kaiser, you told yourself you'd learn his native language.
you started with the basics of the german language; the alphabet, basic pronunciation, formal and informal greetings. you tried to get kaiser to engage in conversation with you to practice, but he either spoke far too fast or flat out refused, a thin smirk on his stupidly handsome face, almost like he was plotting something.
and he definitely was.
it started out suuupeerr small. you'd walk by him and you'd hear him murmur something under his breath, so indiscernible that you couldn't even begin to process how to translate it. everytime you nagged at him to repeat it, he'd just eye you with that oh-so-characteristic mocking smirk on his stupidly handsome face.
you could tell from the sultry tone of his voice that there was something afoot with his subdued statements, but you just couldn't for the life of you grasp onto what they actually meant; and kaiser loved that.
he took pleasure in knowing you were oblivious, that you didn't understand what he was saying, and unbeknownst to you, those hushed, mysterious remarks were teasing compliments regarding every aspect of you he could possibly think of; your face, figure, demeanour, his flirty comments knew no bounds.
however, it didn't take long for him to get bolder, spurred on by your flustered expression when he whispered those various flirty remarks in german that you couldn't comprehend.
you were sitting at the dinner table with him and he'd leant over, with that distinctive, challenging gaze, and said silkily, "du wirkst beinahe ĂŒberirdisch," his facial expression perfectly reflecting how you'd expect someone who's very proud of themselves to look.
even with your limited knowledge of the language, something inside you can tell that kaiser is flirting with you, despite you having next to no clue what he just said.
"i can't flirt back when you talk to me in german," you huff, face growing hot as you evade your boyfriends gaze. "i don't know what you're saying to me."
kaiser just clicks his tongue as he leans back in his seat, his cold blue eyes triumphant. when will you realise that's the point? he just finds it so incredibly enjoyable when you're unable to comprehend what he's saying to you; it means he can say whatever he likes. and besides, it allows him to treat this whole saga as a competition, testing how long he can flirt with you in his native tongue without you catching onto a vague translation.
"you look flustered, mein schatz," he remarks, silky, teasing voice almost resembling that of a cat purring.
you just huff in response, making a mental note to hurry up and learn more german so that you can finally understand what your asshole boyfriend has to say about you!
you knew sae had spent time in spain after being recruited by re al when he was much younger, and as a result figured that he must be at least proficient in the language, if not entirely fluent. but you never really felt any obligation to learn spanish; why would you? he never spoke it, at least not in front of you.
well, not at first.
it came on rather suddenly. you were sitting at your desk, getting ready for the day, when sae slipped by you to grab something from your side of the room. you barely even noticed him, even as he paused before leaving, lingering in the doorway and gazing at you with an almost roguish calculation in his teal eyes.
"no sabes lo hermosa que eres."
his voice was quiet, smooth and exactly soft enough that your face immediately bloomed hot. you had no idea what he just said, but you could tell, both from the expression on his face and the way he was holding himself, that it was something flirty.
"what does that mean?" you eventually blurted out, flustered.
the corner's of sae's lips twitched upwards in a small -albeit annoyingly smug- smirk as his shoulders slowly rose then fell in a shrug.
"that's not fair," you had insisted, your lower lip jutted out in a pout. "you have to tell me what you said."
sae thought your failure to understand his words was so amusing. he found that he thoroughly enjoyed the rattled expression on your face when he so brazenly flirted with you in a tongue you couldn't understand.
he just sighed, as if the whole ordeal was greatly tiring for him. "tan insistente," he exhaled. you're no spanish expert, but you're pretty sure you could've guessed he meant insistent. how rude; he's the one slyly flirting with you when he knows you've not got a clue what he's saying!
"sae!" you protest, your face still burning. "translate for me, c'mon."
"you really are insistent," he remarks flatly. you feel a wave of relief wash over you at the fact he's returned to english, but the feeling of ease doesn't last long when he switches back to spanish moments later. "unfortunately, estoy loco por ti."
you feel heat spreading up your ears once again purely because of the tone of his voice. you feel so out of the loop!
"sae!" you repeat indignantly, trying to ignore the furious blush that's surely flooding your whole face. before you can even get another word in, your boyfriend just turns and walks away, hands resting languidly in his the pockets of his trousers.
"tell me what you were saying!" you shout after him, still disconcerted. in response, he just holds his arms out, palms facing the ceiling, fingers extended, and shrugs again. he doesn't look back at you, causing you to entirely miss the satisfied smirk resting on his lips.
fazed, you just stare at his back as he retreats into another room.
after you've regained your composure, you find there's only one coherent thought racing through your mind; you are definitely going to learn spanish.
bunny has been flirting with you in spanish since the very beginning of your relationship; he finds it hilarious, because he's aware of the fact that you don't understand a single word. he can be as unfiltered and audacious as he wants, because you're clueless about the english translation. oh, the joy!
he's smart about it, though. you've noticed that he never says the same thing twice, purely because he doesn't want you to know what he's saying. not because what he says is filthy or ill-willed, in fact, it's quite the opposite. bunny's flirty comments towards you are either almost tooth rottingly sweet or the very epitome of romantic.
he isn't embarrassed of how in love with you he actually is, he just genuinely finds your inability to understand him amusing. he takes advantage of the significant language barrier between the two of you frequently, even speaking faster than is typical or pronouncing words slightly strangely. when you inevitably pout and grumble at him to flirt in english, he just smiles at you and says nothing, calm and resolute as ever.
you sigh, your cheeks warm beneath your makeup from the gentle, genuine tone of his voice. "not you acting like i know what you just said. again," you tell him pointedly. "you've gotta stop doing that, at least until i've learned a bit of spanish."
bunny just chuckles, kissing you lightly on the top of your head. "i'll stop when you stop being so irresistible, mi amor."
if there's one spanish phrase you do know that isn't hola, it's mi amor; bunny calls you it all the time. that's been consistent from the start, because you've never been anything less than his love.
the extent of your knowledge of your boyfriend's native language, french, barely stretched beyond bonjour and dubious scraps of the language you picked up from foreign films and your early years of high school.
hugo never asked you to pick up french, he didn't even mention it. he didn't expect you to learn a whole new language just for him. you two could converse without any issues at all, but he was nonetheless delighted when you bravely told him you were taking on the language.
he helped you at first, with the gendered pronouns, the use of verb conjugation and intimidating pronunciation. but when he came to the admittedly slow realisation that flirtatious comments were not even in the picture for you to learn any time soon, an idea blossomed in his head.
as soon as the mere thought entered hugo's brain, he couldn't shake it. he didn't bother starting subtle, and the next thing you knew, he was speaking in french to you constantly.
you hadn't the faintest idea what he was saying, but his short, gentle and sweet sounding comments always caused the tips of your ears to flush hot. you had tried, and failed, to find out what he could possibly be saying to you, but hugo never answered, his face as blank and his gaze as unyielding as ever whenever you protested about your lack of understanding.
because he'd already formed an annoying habit of it, you weren't exactly surprised when he returned from training and wrapped his arms around you, his chest warm against your back as he murmured cryptic french incomprehensibilities against your ear.
"i've got no idea what you're saying, viv," you complain with a pout, yet you feel yourself blushing regardless. "how am i supposed to flirt back?"
hugo pauses, as if weighing his options, perhaps considering whether he should continue teasing you or leave you alone, you think. but in reality, hugo isn't even considering backing off. he's just thinking of what to say to get another flustered reaction out of you.
"tu es la plus belle fille que j'aie jamais vue," he eventually murmurs, his voice soft and his breath warm against your skin. your face feels as if it's on fire as your scatterbrained mind tries to piece together a possible translation. but literally all you know about french is how to say hello and maybe how to ask someone how they are, so you're not exactly succeeding in your weak attempt to decode hugo's mysterious comment.
"do you get a kick out of leaving me in the dark or something?" you sigh, but you'd be lying if you said there wasn't a small smile tugging at your lips. it's obvious just from hugo's reverent tone of voice that what he's saying has to be something sweet.
but you both know full well that he's going to keep it up; hugo's too enamoured with the embarrassed flush that spreads across your face to drop the habit now.
psst! i know sae's native language is obviously japanese but just imagine him speaking spanish đźâđš also left everything untranslated so you guys feel involved hehe
a/n: im sorry bunny's is kinda short đą also guys english is actually my native language and i don't speak german, spanish or french so i had to use a translate app for this đ i did cross check everything but im very sorry if there's any inaccuracies or mistakes âĄ
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Something something, Hugo is a biter. Like, it's not even something he decides to be, it's just... instinct at this point
Good luck trying to hide any marks he leaves behind, because Hugo has a habit of pressing himself into your space at the most inconvenient times, like when you're standing at the counter, focused on cooking, only for his weight to lean into your back.
And he does it in a subtle manner.
His chin hooks over your shoulder, breath warm against your neck, and then- there. A soft press of his teeth right along the column of your throat, like he's testing something. Another one, light, almost absentminded, like he's bored and you just happen to be there.
He doesn't even ask. It just happens.
You would've tried to stop him before. Hand coming up to cover his mouth with a firm "Hugo, don't-" and he just bites your palm instead.
Not hard enough to hurt, but enough to make you tank your hand back, staring at him like he's insane while he just looks at you in that unbothered, faintly amused way of his. Like you should've known better.
And the thing is, it's not even always intentional. You'll be curled up together, him half-distracted with a new book, fingers lazily tracing along your side, and then suddenly, teeth. A quick nip at whatever skin he can reach, like a cat that got a little too comfortable. There is no buildup, just that sharp little press that makes you jolt and glare at him while he barely even looks up from the page.
You think about getting him back for it. Maybe sinking your teeth into his bicep just to prove a point.
Donât. You have been warned.
Simply put, thatâs not retaliation to him. Thatâs a whole ass invitation.
And Hugo will take it.
Heâll just glance down at you, something in his expression shifting, before he leans in and returns the favor twice over, slower this time. Like heâs making a point.
Most of the time, though, he softens it after.
Itâs subtle, easy to miss if youâre still busy being annoyed, but thereâs always that follow-up. The same spot he bit, heâll press his lips there after, a quiet, lingering kiss that feels almost like a contradiction to everything else about him. Hugo doesnât apologize for it. He never does. He's not sorry.
But he does kiss it better.
And when you look at him for it, ready to complain, heâs already looking back at you with that small, knowing grin on his stupidly pretty face, like he got exactly the reaction he wanted in the first place.
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Mexicana? OMGGGG soy de RD,osea por fin veo a alguien que hable español (al menos en mi fyp no ha aparecido nadie que hable castellano/español)
HOLA si soy mexicana! me agrada que tenga audiencia que tambien es mexicano como yo or solo hispano </3 oye, si ahi como fan fictions que los hispanos leen de blue lock??
Pues a ver,supongo que la mayoria no conocen los headcanons por ese nombre,normalmente solo lo ubican como "fanfic" o algo asi(wattpad hizo mucho dañođ) pero si buscas bien hay muchos que leen AO3 o pues andan aqui en tumblr,lo unico que hablan ingles pues esta app es mĂĄs inglesa que española
Summary :: your childhood!best friend! Bunny Iglesias teases you each time you do something silly,but the thing is that heâs sillier than you,how could he tease you if heâs even more silly? Honestly,you donât know.
W&n!::fluff,honestly this doesnt have romance and its more like flashbacks of gn!reader(i call them miko),DIALOGUE IN SPANISH(if you know a person that speaks spanish or is native,is better that that person translate to you the dialogue than translate with the google translator cuz it translates so uhm...literally?),IM ESL WRITTER,very short ANDDDDDDD, I posted this so late cuz I were busy with school things but at least im one of the Outstanding students in the school district(??? Idk why the name is long) sooo bye and enjoy this hdc!
Honestly,you noticed that ever since childhood. However it wasnât quick and let alone discreet. Normally you were the silly friend,the one that didnât notice anything like when you didnât notice whether the food was hot or cold or even thought when something(like a box) was fragile. But step by step,Bunny became silly too.
First it was that after he teased you,he tripped on a little rock,you laughed because at that moment you didn't think about it. But soon you will.
There came a moment that you didnât know if he was competing with you or if that was real,it seems like you were giving bad luck to him(poor bunnyđ); he even didnât notice the difference between sugar and salt,he accidentally burned his hand and he even fell off the chair twice in just 1 hour!
âBunny⊠no crees que te estĂĄs volviendo un poco mĂĄs ....torpe?âyou asked him meanwhile you pouted yourself a little bit of juice.
And when you saw the glass againâŠyes,he was right,so you cleaned up everything youâd made dirty,then when you turned around you saw something that you didnât believe.
âNononono,bunny dime que esto no es realâ you said,he was trying to turn on the Xbox with a PlayStation controller.
âTch,ni porque le hagan brujerĂa funciona estoâ bunny got a disgusted face and he asked to you âhey miko,Âżsabes si la xbox tiene algĂșn problem-â
âEste debe de tener algĂșn problema mental o algoâ you thought, and then you walked some steps to him and you gave him the correct Xbox controller and then you took the PlayStation controller and pointed to the logo. âÂżEres o te haces? Este es el control de la play.â
You put your hand on your forehead. âTe juro que no me creo esto.â
But anywaysâŠheâs still your best friend.
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