three drabbles; team of choice: as roma
Title: Smile
Author: labyrinthically
Team of Choice: AS Roma
Prompt: Food
Pairing: Cyril Rool/Olivier Echouafni, David Ospina
Rating: G
Disclaimer: lies/falsities
Note: For bustedflush. It is snowing outside, and I'm really excited about it. Recently it has also snowed in France. HOW MYSTERIOUS. (Ospina is Colombian, and has only recently seen snow, in France.)
Olivier sat alone at the table, slowly finishing his coffee and watching the snow fall. He could see David step outside, cautiously walking into the yard. Olivier stood, and quickly walked to the door, jamming his hands into his sweatshirt’s pockets as he watched David crouch, bare hand reaching out toward the snow.
“He’s shaking.” Olivier didn’t jump at the voice behind him, the warm breath on his cheek. Cyril laughed into his shoulder, watching David shake snow off his hand, shivering.
David raised his head, grinning when he saw them. Olivier smiled back, didn’t lean back into that warmth.
Title: Dark
Author: labyrinthically
Team of Choice: AS Roma
Prompt: Food
Pairing: Pablo Daniel Osvaldo/Sebastien Frey
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: lies/falsities
Note: For bustedflush.
Pablo stretched his arms toward the headboard, sheet slipping indecently to his hip. He smirked at Sébastien, who wandered over to a bag across the room. Pablo watched him as Séb found whatever he was after and returned to the bed.
“Close your eyes.” Pablo just raised an eyebrow at that, still smirking. A pressure on his ribcage, a voice in his ear whispering, “Do it. Please. For me,” and he did, smirk breaking into a grin.
A thumb ran across his eyelid, another across his lips. Bitter and rich chocolate melted on his tongue, followed by Séba’s mouth, tongue.
Title: Weather or Not
Author: labyrinthically
Team of Choice: AS Roma
Prompt: Food
Pairing: Tomas Ujfalusi/Zdravko Kuzmanovic
Rating: G
Disclaimer: lies/falsities
Note: For bustedflush. They were not supposed to be this emo. Boys.
Zdravko sighed, hands twitching on the tablecloth, looking over his shoulder at the clock again. Tomas was late, almost by an hour. Not coming. He sighed, looking at the table, pasta already cold, candles dripping wax. He blew them out, gathered up the food and dishes, and went to the kitchen to put everything away. He didn’t bother removing the candles, just went upstairs and prepared for bed. He buried his face in his pillow, wanting to cry. Wanting to hit something.
He didn’t bother checking his messages in the morning. Whatever excuses he heard wouldn’t be worth it. Again.
Author: labyrinthically
Team of Choice: AS Roma
Prompt: Food
Pairing: Cyril Rool/Olivier Echouafni, David Ospina
Rating: G
Disclaimer: lies/falsities
Note: For bustedflush. It is snowing outside, and I'm really excited about it. Recently it has also snowed in France. HOW MYSTERIOUS. (Ospina is Colombian, and has only recently seen snow, in France.)
Olivier sat alone at the table, slowly finishing his coffee and watching the snow fall. He could see David step outside, cautiously walking into the yard. Olivier stood, and quickly walked to the door, jamming his hands into his sweatshirt’s pockets as he watched David crouch, bare hand reaching out toward the snow.
“He’s shaking.” Olivier didn’t jump at the voice behind him, the warm breath on his cheek. Cyril laughed into his shoulder, watching David shake snow off his hand, shivering.
David raised his head, grinning when he saw them. Olivier smiled back, didn’t lean back into that warmth.
Title: Dark
Author: labyrinthically
Team of Choice: AS Roma
Prompt: Food
Pairing: Pablo Daniel Osvaldo/Sebastien Frey
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: lies/falsities
Note: For bustedflush.
Pablo stretched his arms toward the headboard, sheet slipping indecently to his hip. He smirked at Sébastien, who wandered over to a bag across the room. Pablo watched him as Séb found whatever he was after and returned to the bed.
“Close your eyes.” Pablo just raised an eyebrow at that, still smirking. A pressure on his ribcage, a voice in his ear whispering, “Do it. Please. For me,” and he did, smirk breaking into a grin.
A thumb ran across his eyelid, another across his lips. Bitter and rich chocolate melted on his tongue, followed by Séba’s mouth, tongue.
Title: Weather or Not
Author: labyrinthically
Team of Choice: AS Roma
Prompt: Food
Pairing: Tomas Ujfalusi/Zdravko Kuzmanovic
Rating: G
Disclaimer: lies/falsities
Note: For bustedflush. They were not supposed to be this emo. Boys.
Zdravko sighed, hands twitching on the tablecloth, looking over his shoulder at the clock again. Tomas was late, almost by an hour. Not coming. He sighed, looking at the table, pasta already cold, candles dripping wax. He blew them out, gathered up the food and dishes, and went to the kitchen to put everything away. He didn’t bother removing the candles, just went upstairs and prepared for bed. He buried his face in his pillow, wanting to cry. Wanting to hit something.
He didn’t bother checking his messages in the morning. Whatever excuses he heard wouldn’t be worth it. Again.