Ficlet - Public transport - Luis García/John Arne Riise
Title: Public Transport 
Author: tifosarossonera
Rating: PG
Pairing: Luis García/John Arne Riise
Feedback: Yes, please!
Disclaimer: This time it's at least partly true. Riise was seen on a bus, the rest is my interpretation and a big lie.
Summary: John takes a city tour when he's being called by Luis.
Archive: Beautiful Games, if accepted
Note: Written the other day for lost_loon. Thanks for the plotbunny, dear. :D And thanks also to ninamalfoy for the ever so great beta! <333s
People look at him, whisper as John enters the bus. He can't help but grin to himself. Yes, it's not very common that a famous football millionaire uses public transport, still he felt like it. John claims one of the seats in the back of the bus, searching for some privacy. This is probably not the best place for that, but John enjoys exploring cities with the help of public transport. They offer the best tour, usually. Stockholm. Nothing like Molde, not even Oslo, but very much Scandinavian. It's not the first time he's in this beautiful city, and he hopes it's not the last.
John wonders whether Luis would like it. He smirks again. Luis would probably complain about the weather and say that it's too cold, too rainy. And then as soon as they would be in the hotel room Luis would curl into John's arms searching for the heat of the Norwegian's body to warm him up.
As the bus crawls through the city centre John watches the people on the street as they hastily walk by. Women with small children, dragging them away from the shop windows. Business people in a hurry, talking to someone on the phone as they have a quick snack. Teenagers standing in little groups, laughing.
Suddenly John is withdrawn from his thoughts as his mobile rings. As he looks at the display to find out who's calling a familiar heat inches up his cheeks combined with the well-known tickling in his belly. Luis. John can't say more than "Hey, I'm glad you're calling" before hundreds of words spill out of the Spaniard. He talks as fast as always, as if he had only 5 more minutes left to capital punishment to tell John the story of his life.
Luis talks about the weather in Spain and that he already tanned a bit. Luis also speaks about training and what they did the last few days. He tells John that he's spent a lot of time with Xabi and where they've hung out in their free time. And that Xabi sends greetings. Even if John tried interrupting him then, there would have been no chance to answer something, impossible. Luis is more than excited about all this and he wants John to feel it.
Suddenly John chuckles. Luis pauses for a second - he had been talking non-stop for about 10 minutes - then he joins John giggling. The Spaniard mixed up two words and gave his sentence a completely different sense, a silly sense. If you passed by the bus in this particular moment you'd see John Arne Riise sitting in the backseat of a bus, laughing.
After some more chuckling John finally finds his words again. "Listen, Luis. I'll call you tonight before going to sleep, ok?"
"Sí, vale, amor."
And then John won't mind if Luis does all the talking.
-END-
Author: tifosarossonera
Rating: PG
Pairing: Luis García/John Arne Riise
Feedback: Yes, please!
Disclaimer: This time it's at least partly true. Riise was seen on a bus, the rest is my interpretation and a big lie.
Summary: John takes a city tour when he's being called by Luis.
Archive: Beautiful Games, if accepted
Note: Written the other day for lost_loon. Thanks for the plotbunny, dear. :D And thanks also to ninamalfoy for the ever so great beta! <333s
People look at him, whisper as John enters the bus. He can't help but grin to himself. Yes, it's not very common that a famous football millionaire uses public transport, still he felt like it. John claims one of the seats in the back of the bus, searching for some privacy. This is probably not the best place for that, but John enjoys exploring cities with the help of public transport. They offer the best tour, usually. Stockholm. Nothing like Molde, not even Oslo, but very much Scandinavian. It's not the first time he's in this beautiful city, and he hopes it's not the last.
John wonders whether Luis would like it. He smirks again. Luis would probably complain about the weather and say that it's too cold, too rainy. And then as soon as they would be in the hotel room Luis would curl into John's arms searching for the heat of the Norwegian's body to warm him up.
As the bus crawls through the city centre John watches the people on the street as they hastily walk by. Women with small children, dragging them away from the shop windows. Business people in a hurry, talking to someone on the phone as they have a quick snack. Teenagers standing in little groups, laughing.
Suddenly John is withdrawn from his thoughts as his mobile rings. As he looks at the display to find out who's calling a familiar heat inches up his cheeks combined with the well-known tickling in his belly. Luis. John can't say more than "Hey, I'm glad you're calling" before hundreds of words spill out of the Spaniard. He talks as fast as always, as if he had only 5 more minutes left to capital punishment to tell John the story of his life.
Luis talks about the weather in Spain and that he already tanned a bit. Luis also speaks about training and what they did the last few days. He tells John that he's spent a lot of time with Xabi and where they've hung out in their free time. And that Xabi sends greetings. Even if John tried interrupting him then, there would have been no chance to answer something, impossible. Luis is more than excited about all this and he wants John to feel it.
Suddenly John chuckles. Luis pauses for a second - he had been talking non-stop for about 10 minutes - then he joins John giggling. The Spaniard mixed up two words and gave his sentence a completely different sense, a silly sense. If you passed by the bus in this particular moment you'd see John Arne Riise sitting in the backseat of a bus, laughing.
After some more chuckling John finally finds his words again. "Listen, Luis. I'll call you tonight before going to sleep, ok?"
"Sí, vale, amor."
And then John won't mind if Luis does all the talking.
-END-