Tomorrow I Will Wake Up in Your Bed : Chapter 16
Title: Tomorrow I Will Wake Up in Your Bed : Chapter 16
Authors:
fernedakki
Pairing: Lukas Podolski / Bastian Schweinsteiger
Rating: PG-13 (This part)
Genre: Alternate Reality / Romance
Word Count: 1,821 Words
Disclaimer: This did not actually happen, although God knows I wish.
Summary: On Bastian’s 30th Birthday, Lukas wondered what it would be like if he's in Ibiza with his best friend tonight instead of Turkey. The next morning, he woke up to find Bastian in his bed, naked and sleeping, and he’s not in Turkey anymore.
Previous Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15
A/N: You can also read this on AO3. And feedbacks, pls!
Tomorrow I Will Wake Up in Your Bed: Chapter 16
"Can I take pictures with Wolverine?"
Louis looked very energetic when they arrived at the Marvel Superheroes hall in Madame Tussauds. He’s ecstatic as surrounded by Captain America, Iron Man, Nick Fury, The Hulk, Hawkeye, Spider-Man and Wolverine.
"You like Wolverine the most?" Bastian asked, quirking up his brow. Lukas used iPhone to take pictures of his son with the mutant wax figure.
"Yeah," Louis smiled. "What about you, Schweini? Who do you like the most?"
"Gambit," he answered then paused. "Do you know Gambit?"
"No, who's it?" Louis raised his brow, confused.
"He's one of the X-Men," Lukas answered for him. "He used cards and a staff."
"Cards?" Louis asked.
"Yeah, he throws cards."
"Does that require mutant power?"
"He can change any power to kinetic energy and control them," Bastian answered this time. Lukas really didn't know that tidbit, he'd never read the comics, though, only playing games. "I used to use him all the time when I played Play Station with Tobias," Bastian reminisced and Lukas smiled, that's the same as him, he used to use Omega Red when playing Marvel fighting games all the time.
Then the Pole realized that Louis might have no one to play video games with, he might be able to play with his friends or Justyna's kids occasionally but not very frequently because he didn't have siblings like Lukas and Bastian did.
Suddenly, Lukas felt guilty for him. He must be lonely, and Lukas had the heart, or the lack thereof, to leave him alone too often enough.
"How do you know all that?" Louis asked Bastian.
"I read the comics," the blonde winked. "How about you, Luki? Do you have Marvel favourite character? I remember we used to play Marvel vs Capcom when we're in U21 camp together and you have this character you always used. Let me think-"
"Black Widow," Lukas answered without a second thought. That's not true, though, Black Widow was never in Marvel vs Capcom, he just answered that to annoy Bastian and at least Louis surely must know this character. The Bavarian rolled his eyes.
"Seriously, Luki?"
"I've neither read the comics nor played X-Men games. I used to only play The Avengers," Louis murmured, feeling left out. Lukas' heart clenched and at that moment, he felt so ashamed of not being a good-enough father.
The silence that took place for a couple of seconds led Bastian to hurriedly break it, "I think I have those comics stashed away somewhere in my parents’ house. I didn't remember throwing them away, unless my mom did that. I'll find them for you, alright, Louis?" He asked, and Louis looked even more ecstatic than when he saw the superhero wax figures.
"Can we play games, too, Schweini?"
Lukas' heart raced. Bastian smiled. "I'll find that for you, too, buddy."
"And play with me?" He looked expectant.
"Of course, all three of us. You have to beat us then, it's gotta be fun," the Bavarian said.
As they left the hall for the next, Lukas let Louis lead the way while he caught Bastian's hand. "Thank you for being a father for him instead of me, I don't think I've ever been good enough."
"You're good enough, Luki, actually, you're doing very fine," Bastian squeezed his hand encouragingly. "And I'm not taking that role from you, I'm not doing it instead of you." When the Pole looked at him and quirked his brow questioningly, the blonde blushed and continued, "We’ll be his fathers together, remember?"
***
Monika called to check up on Louis once a day, she had Bastian's number and also called to check on her son with him when they still hadn't met up with Lukas, but after that she only called the Pole. She was very polite on the phone and never complained, only asked when they're expected to be back. Lukas told her their schedule and that Bastian would be the one who escorted Louis back up to the front door of his house in Cologne. Monika just said okay.
After Madame Tussauds, they had late lunch around Baker Street and talked about Sherlock Holmes which Bastian told Louis the brief plotline of the world's most famous detective story and also promised to find him a copy of ‘The Study in Scarlet’. After that, they also talked about yesterday's match against Borussia Dortmund which Arsenal won but then Louis asked up about Moriarty and the strayed topic got right again.
When Bastian got into a souvenir shop just outside The Sherlock Holmes Museum, Louis asked out of the blue, "does Schweini know that you are not you?"
Lukas turned around to look at his son but Louis was staring ahead, at a crowd of tourists pouring into the detective museum. London was dim even in the early afternoon.
"No, he doesn't," he answered softly. Louis was silent for a couple of seconds, then,
"Do you want to go back, daddy?"
No, he didn't. Lukas' heart wrenched at the mention of the other reality. He hadn't thought about it for a while now since his life in this reality was so blessed, he had everything he'd ever wanted right before him, there was nothing he could ask The Lord for more.
It's like living in heaven on earth already.
He's living the luxury he shouldn't have had, he knew that. He'd never worked for it, a coward like him was never worth of it. He felt really bad for another him who might currently be in another world. What would he be feeling right now living in a world where everything he loved - well, only Bastian, actually - was taken away from him? How would he cope with that truth? He must be wanting to come back here so bad...
And Louis might want his actual father back, too. Not that he’s not an actual father of course, but you know what I mean.
"I don't mind you being here," Louis spoke up suddenly. "For me, you're my dad all the same."
Lukas' heart beat fast to that. Louis still didn't turn around to look at him as he further confined in Lukas, "mom asked me whether I wanted to come here with you and Schweini and I said yes."
Lukas was even more surprised by that revelation. "You did?" He asked, averted his eyes to look at the crowd, too, this time. "What did your mom say?"
"She just said okay, she knows I'm old enough to decide for myself." Damn, somehow he thought Louis was precocious.
"Did you hear your mom talking to Schweini on the phone or what?"
"No, I didn't. She told me that Schweini called and asked whether she'd allow me to go to England with him just for a couple of days for Bayern's match in Manchester and Arsenal's in London. She said that it's my trip so she would let me decide, but if I go, she wouldn't go with me," he paused. "I know it has to be that way but I want to come with Schweini anyway, and of course with you."
Lukas felt his heart clench, the feelings of the blues and bliss were mixing in his chest and he felt confusedly light-headed because he wasn't sure what he should feel, the fact that Louis voluntarily conceded that his parents' relationship was unamenable was heart-aching while that he allowed Bastian to play a part in his life was heartwarming. He looked at his son again and this time, Louis turned to look back at him.
He smiled, and Louis smiled his cloned-smile in return.
When Bastian walked out of the souvenir shop, he handed a copy of 'The Study in Scarlet' in German and a figure of Moriarty to Louis. The latter took them in his hands gleefully with a 'thank you,' and also held Bastian's hand the whole way afterwards.
That evening, Bastian and Louis took a flight back to Cologne. Lukas took them to Heathrow by the tube because he didn't know the road around London that good and he thought it might be a nice experience for Louis, being squeezed on the underground like a Londoner. He waited until they checked-in at the counter to kiss his son and Bastian, goodbye.
"See you later, yeah?" Bastian whispered to him, the Pole smiled back.
"Goodbye, Basti," he said.
As he rode the tube home, Lukas decided that this was enough.
He didn't want to go, of course, but he couldn't live this life: the life that didn't belong to him. He couldn't live feeling like he had stolen it from someone, he should return it to the rightful owner. This life wasn't his to live, this intoxicating bliss shouldn't be him who had the blessing to experience. This was somehow wrong and he would go as far as the other universe to make sure that everything was right again.
If he's gotta leave at all, he's gotta leave now before he became too attached to it, addicted to it, and couldn't let go.
He got back home, took the Gypsy Wish-Granting Stone out of the drawer of his bedside table where he always kept it and closed his eyes, made a wish that tomorrow when he wakes up, let it be to his reality and not here…
***
…It didn't work, of course.
The next morning, Lukas woke up to the pendant lying on the bedside table, its color pigeon blue like the table's color. How could he know that he's still in the same reality? Because he surfed the Net, googled his name and it said that his partner was Bastian Schweinsteiger (2010), still.
Lukas frowned, what did he do wrong this time? He opened that gem book he bought that time and turned to that page: the only page he'd read over and over:
'...It can grant wishes to the owner by taking power from the moon and the Great Sea.'
Lukas' head snapped up instantly. Well, he'd totally forgot about it, last night he had the moon, but the Great Sea? The only great sea around here that he could think of, taking evidence that the incident did actually happen when he's there: both Bodrum and Ibiza, was the Mediterranean Sea.
He had to go to the Mediterranean Sea.
He should go there before he changed his mind fucking again.
Lukas looked at the calendar, also on the bedside table. Arsenal's next match would be tomorrow with West Bromwich Albion at The Hawthorns, then he'd have three days before another match with Southampton.
It's gotta be during those three days or not at all.
Chills ran down his spine by both excitement and trepidation. He'd go to Ibiza this time, it's where everything started after all.
He wished it would work, though, Lukas looked at the stone with shaking expectation, otherwise he might never have the guts to pull it again.
To be continued in Chapter 17.
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Authors:
fernedakki
Pairing: Lukas Podolski / Bastian Schweinsteiger
Rating: PG-13 (This part)
Genre: Alternate Reality / Romance
Word Count: 1,821 Words
Disclaimer: This did not actually happen, although God knows I wish.
Summary: On Bastian’s 30th Birthday, Lukas wondered what it would be like if he's in Ibiza with his best friend tonight instead of Turkey. The next morning, he woke up to find Bastian in his bed, naked and sleeping, and he’s not in Turkey anymore.
Previous Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15
A/N: You can also read this on AO3. And feedbacks, pls!
Tomorrow I Will Wake Up in Your Bed: Chapter 16
"Can I take pictures with Wolverine?"
Louis looked very energetic when they arrived at the Marvel Superheroes hall in Madame Tussauds. He’s ecstatic as surrounded by Captain America, Iron Man, Nick Fury, The Hulk, Hawkeye, Spider-Man and Wolverine.
"You like Wolverine the most?" Bastian asked, quirking up his brow. Lukas used iPhone to take pictures of his son with the mutant wax figure.
"Yeah," Louis smiled. "What about you, Schweini? Who do you like the most?"
"Gambit," he answered then paused. "Do you know Gambit?"
"No, who's it?" Louis raised his brow, confused.
"He's one of the X-Men," Lukas answered for him. "He used cards and a staff."
"Cards?" Louis asked.
"Yeah, he throws cards."
"Does that require mutant power?"
"He can change any power to kinetic energy and control them," Bastian answered this time. Lukas really didn't know that tidbit, he'd never read the comics, though, only playing games. "I used to use him all the time when I played Play Station with Tobias," Bastian reminisced and Lukas smiled, that's the same as him, he used to use Omega Red when playing Marvel fighting games all the time.
Then the Pole realized that Louis might have no one to play video games with, he might be able to play with his friends or Justyna's kids occasionally but not very frequently because he didn't have siblings like Lukas and Bastian did.
Suddenly, Lukas felt guilty for him. He must be lonely, and Lukas had the heart, or the lack thereof, to leave him alone too often enough.
"How do you know all that?" Louis asked Bastian.
"I read the comics," the blonde winked. "How about you, Luki? Do you have Marvel favourite character? I remember we used to play Marvel vs Capcom when we're in U21 camp together and you have this character you always used. Let me think-"
"Black Widow," Lukas answered without a second thought. That's not true, though, Black Widow was never in Marvel vs Capcom, he just answered that to annoy Bastian and at least Louis surely must know this character. The Bavarian rolled his eyes.
"Seriously, Luki?"
"I've neither read the comics nor played X-Men games. I used to only play The Avengers," Louis murmured, feeling left out. Lukas' heart clenched and at that moment, he felt so ashamed of not being a good-enough father.
The silence that took place for a couple of seconds led Bastian to hurriedly break it, "I think I have those comics stashed away somewhere in my parents’ house. I didn't remember throwing them away, unless my mom did that. I'll find them for you, alright, Louis?" He asked, and Louis looked even more ecstatic than when he saw the superhero wax figures.
"Can we play games, too, Schweini?"
Lukas' heart raced. Bastian smiled. "I'll find that for you, too, buddy."
"And play with me?" He looked expectant.
"Of course, all three of us. You have to beat us then, it's gotta be fun," the Bavarian said.
As they left the hall for the next, Lukas let Louis lead the way while he caught Bastian's hand. "Thank you for being a father for him instead of me, I don't think I've ever been good enough."
"You're good enough, Luki, actually, you're doing very fine," Bastian squeezed his hand encouragingly. "And I'm not taking that role from you, I'm not doing it instead of you." When the Pole looked at him and quirked his brow questioningly, the blonde blushed and continued, "We’ll be his fathers together, remember?"
***
Monika called to check up on Louis once a day, she had Bastian's number and also called to check on her son with him when they still hadn't met up with Lukas, but after that she only called the Pole. She was very polite on the phone and never complained, only asked when they're expected to be back. Lukas told her their schedule and that Bastian would be the one who escorted Louis back up to the front door of his house in Cologne. Monika just said okay.
After Madame Tussauds, they had late lunch around Baker Street and talked about Sherlock Holmes which Bastian told Louis the brief plotline of the world's most famous detective story and also promised to find him a copy of ‘The Study in Scarlet’. After that, they also talked about yesterday's match against Borussia Dortmund which Arsenal won but then Louis asked up about Moriarty and the strayed topic got right again.
When Bastian got into a souvenir shop just outside The Sherlock Holmes Museum, Louis asked out of the blue, "does Schweini know that you are not you?"
Lukas turned around to look at his son but Louis was staring ahead, at a crowd of tourists pouring into the detective museum. London was dim even in the early afternoon.
"No, he doesn't," he answered softly. Louis was silent for a couple of seconds, then,
"Do you want to go back, daddy?"
No, he didn't. Lukas' heart wrenched at the mention of the other reality. He hadn't thought about it for a while now since his life in this reality was so blessed, he had everything he'd ever wanted right before him, there was nothing he could ask The Lord for more.
It's like living in heaven on earth already.
He's living the luxury he shouldn't have had, he knew that. He'd never worked for it, a coward like him was never worth of it. He felt really bad for another him who might currently be in another world. What would he be feeling right now living in a world where everything he loved - well, only Bastian, actually - was taken away from him? How would he cope with that truth? He must be wanting to come back here so bad...
And Louis might want his actual father back, too. Not that he’s not an actual father of course, but you know what I mean.
"I don't mind you being here," Louis spoke up suddenly. "For me, you're my dad all the same."
Lukas' heart beat fast to that. Louis still didn't turn around to look at him as he further confined in Lukas, "mom asked me whether I wanted to come here with you and Schweini and I said yes."
Lukas was even more surprised by that revelation. "You did?" He asked, averted his eyes to look at the crowd, too, this time. "What did your mom say?"
"She just said okay, she knows I'm old enough to decide for myself." Damn, somehow he thought Louis was precocious.
"Did you hear your mom talking to Schweini on the phone or what?"
"No, I didn't. She told me that Schweini called and asked whether she'd allow me to go to England with him just for a couple of days for Bayern's match in Manchester and Arsenal's in London. She said that it's my trip so she would let me decide, but if I go, she wouldn't go with me," he paused. "I know it has to be that way but I want to come with Schweini anyway, and of course with you."
Lukas felt his heart clench, the feelings of the blues and bliss were mixing in his chest and he felt confusedly light-headed because he wasn't sure what he should feel, the fact that Louis voluntarily conceded that his parents' relationship was unamenable was heart-aching while that he allowed Bastian to play a part in his life was heartwarming. He looked at his son again and this time, Louis turned to look back at him.
He smiled, and Louis smiled his cloned-smile in return.
When Bastian walked out of the souvenir shop, he handed a copy of 'The Study in Scarlet' in German and a figure of Moriarty to Louis. The latter took them in his hands gleefully with a 'thank you,' and also held Bastian's hand the whole way afterwards.
That evening, Bastian and Louis took a flight back to Cologne. Lukas took them to Heathrow by the tube because he didn't know the road around London that good and he thought it might be a nice experience for Louis, being squeezed on the underground like a Londoner. He waited until they checked-in at the counter to kiss his son and Bastian, goodbye.
"See you later, yeah?" Bastian whispered to him, the Pole smiled back.
"Goodbye, Basti," he said.
As he rode the tube home, Lukas decided that this was enough.
He didn't want to go, of course, but he couldn't live this life: the life that didn't belong to him. He couldn't live feeling like he had stolen it from someone, he should return it to the rightful owner. This life wasn't his to live, this intoxicating bliss shouldn't be him who had the blessing to experience. This was somehow wrong and he would go as far as the other universe to make sure that everything was right again.
If he's gotta leave at all, he's gotta leave now before he became too attached to it, addicted to it, and couldn't let go.
He got back home, took the Gypsy Wish-Granting Stone out of the drawer of his bedside table where he always kept it and closed his eyes, made a wish that tomorrow when he wakes up, let it be to his reality and not here…
***
…It didn't work, of course.
The next morning, Lukas woke up to the pendant lying on the bedside table, its color pigeon blue like the table's color. How could he know that he's still in the same reality? Because he surfed the Net, googled his name and it said that his partner was Bastian Schweinsteiger (2010), still.
Lukas frowned, what did he do wrong this time? He opened that gem book he bought that time and turned to that page: the only page he'd read over and over:
'...It can grant wishes to the owner by taking power from the moon and the Great Sea.'
Lukas' head snapped up instantly. Well, he'd totally forgot about it, last night he had the moon, but the Great Sea? The only great sea around here that he could think of, taking evidence that the incident did actually happen when he's there: both Bodrum and Ibiza, was the Mediterranean Sea.
He had to go to the Mediterranean Sea.
He should go there before he changed his mind fucking again.
Lukas looked at the calendar, also on the bedside table. Arsenal's next match would be tomorrow with West Bromwich Albion at The Hawthorns, then he'd have three days before another match with Southampton.
It's gotta be during those three days or not at all.
Chills ran down his spine by both excitement and trepidation. He'd go to Ibiza this time, it's where everything started after all.
He wished it would work, though, Lukas looked at the stone with shaking expectation, otherwise he might never have the guts to pull it again.
To be continued in Chapter 17.
.