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The lot of it was from Lukas; some of it annoying heckling, complete with terrible puns like ‘I can just see the headlines now! Bayern’s wild hog on the attack!’ and some surprisingly empathetic but still quintessentially Lukas, saying things like ‘Fuck them. They wouldn’t know good leadership of it smacked them in the face. I would have done the same thing.’
There was also a message or two from Mario sounding more comforting and even offering to treat him to drinks out to get him to forget all about the incident. Even Sarah had already gotten wind of the story. The last message was a short message from their skipper himself that just said ‘we need to talk’.
Bastian just rolled his eyes at that last one. He was not in the mood for being reprimanded like a child. Especially from someone who dealt with conflict the way a mother would, not outright yelling at you, but passive-aggressively making you feel like such a bad person, letting you know how disappointed in you they were.
He left his phone in the car as he got out to head into his home. He just really didn’t need any of that right now.
First thing he did was grab a beer from the kitchen before plopping down on the couch to take a breather. He called out to see if Sarah was home, and it doesn’t surprise him when no reply follows. He supposed he should take this time to think about what he did what the repercussions to his actions might be, after all, his rage is starting to subside and he was starting to see things clearer.
That was, until there came the doorbell that put his annoyance levels back up. If it were Sarah, she wouldn’t have needed to right the bell to be let in, so whoever it was, he probably didn’t want to see their face right about now.
He only opened the door by a fraction to take a gander out and was more than a little irritated to see Philipp standing outside with an unreadable expression on his face.
“Fips, what do you want?” he says as if he doesn’t know.
“I texted you.” His captain replied. When Bastian’s doesn’t react, Philipp clarifies. “I want to have a word with you.” That was a command.
Of course Bastian tried not to direct his anger at the other man. He had not done him any wrong that day and he was still his captain and deserved his respect, just as he had told the reporter to do for him, so he tried to be as diplomatic as possible. “While I appreciate the concern Fips, I need time to cool off and you can lecture me about it later, so if you please-“ He was subtly closing the door as he spoke, thinking he could just cut Philipp off without so much of a hassle.
The powerful yet controlled hand that slammed into the door to keep it open said Philipp was not having any of that. “I’m not here to lecture you, Basti.” Philipp said, a hint of aggression evident in his voice. “I need to talk to you, and it needs to be now.”
The way his captain looked at him threw Bastian of for a second. He could not name the emotion he was seeing in Philipp’s eyes, but it was intense. Intense enough to throw Bastian off and just stand there as Philipp let himself in, walking past him so nonchalantly.
Philipp made himself comfortable on Bastian’s couch. Bastian, on the other hand, just stood there confused and a little bit irritated at how Philipp was just doing whatever the hell he wanted. “What did you want to talk about already?” Bastian asked in an almost growl.
“You’ve got quite the temper.” Philipp sounding surprised as he said this. “You never struck me the type.”
Bastian said nothing, instead trying to figure out what Philipp was playing at.
“Much better, if you ask me.” Bastian could see a smirk playing on Philipp’s face as his captain continued, “You were a bit of a push-over without that. Well, I suppose it’s better than being stuck in some sort of mental adolescence like Poldi. But still, it was easy to see why people could question your leadership abilities.”
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