[oneshot] do not let the hero in your soul perish

[gdgdbaby]

Title: do not let the hero in your soul perish
Pairing: miroslav klose/mesut ozil, gen
Rating: pg13 for language
Genre: gen, hurt/comfort
Warnings: swearing
Author: gdgdbaby
Notes: written for an anon on footballkink who wanted hurt/comfort ozil/klose. in which mesut gets hurt and everyone else steps up, basti and thomas get in a fight, wohlfahrt is hbic, and germany

Comments

[envoler]

He is wheeled out of the stadium with a broken leg, a bruised chest, a pulled tendon, two broken ribs, and a heart of beating black, red, and gold.

oh my god screaming. forever. and. ever.

let me express my joy in the form of marko.

[gdgdbaby]

LKJGFDKGD WAYLT ;___; ♥.

SIGH LOL MARKO SFKLGJDLFGKJ THAT CUTIE :')

[freefallskyline]

ugh, god, lucy, what can I say? I don't even know why you angsted over this, because it's so good. and you made it all seem so easy.

the poldi free kick section, ughhhhh. baby :'( and the last sentence. ♥

[gdgdbaby]

GUHHH you are too kind viva ;___; sigh thank you for holding my hand through writing this n__n i'm so glad you liked it kekeke ♥!!!!

[esprit_boheme]

I'm pretty sure this is one of my favorite fics, like, ever. The last line absolutely slayed me, and the descriptions of Mesut being so sick on the pitch, and everyone running over, and Thomas and Basti starting a fight, even though what struck me there was the Schweinski (every fic has to have a bit!). You are the best *eternal hugs and cookies and banana bread coming your way*!!!

[gdgdbaby]

AHHH you flatter me :( :( i'm really glad you liked this; i was nervous about posting because the different scenes were so disconnected pov-wise. sldgjdf i'm so pleased that you liked all the scenes keke! (and of course, schweinski will never die ♥ :'))

banana bread, yay! 8D

[esprit_boheme]

Everyone needs an endless supply of banana bread! I think it's the one food I couldn't get sick of!

Several of my favorite parts:

Because this is die Mannschaft, and they would all rather have one of their own safe than achieve some sort of individual glory at the cost of another; because Mesut can't even speak, he's in so much pain; and when Thomas runs up and tosses the first punch, Bastian hazards a glance at Jogi and sees his face so full of fierce approval that he cannot help but turn and enter the fray himself.
...
On the sideline at the other end of the field, Wohlfahrt is letting blood out of Mesut's leg injury to stir him out of shock as Meyer binds up his arm. Miro flutters around anxiously, much like an overgrown mother hen.

“You are ridiculous,” the doctor comments wryly, fanning at Mesut's face. He rolls his eyes when Miro ignores him and continues to pace, troubled gaze occasionally flicking towards the pitch as the two teams try to score before overtime ends.
...
Miro fiddles at the cuff of his windbreaker. “Can we

[gdgdbaby]

LOL I WHOLEHEARTEDLY AGREE! ♥

omg ilu, quoting things back at me ;__; you are the greatest! wow that last part has so many "now"s, i should go edit that >__>

[gdgdbaby]

ahhhhhh megan ;__; your comments are always so long ;__; ilu.

omg that paragraph :( i was very... weepy while writing it, if i remember correctly :(

and you should totally get to know germany ;__; they are such a beautiful team sdlfkgjsd ;__; and keke the formatting! i'm so glad you liked it keke, hopefully it wasn't too confusing :') ♥!

[kateekates127]

SO FABULOUS.

[gdgdbaby]

♥♥♥!!!