46: Star, 89:Work
Star
Pairing: Iker Casillas/Sergio Ramos
Rating: G
Disclaimer: not true, I doubt Iker writes shitty prose in his head and the lyrics belong to Gregory and the Hawk
A/N: if you haven't heard Gregory and The Hawk's Boats and Birds it's worth a listen (ignore the stupid text on the video it was the only one that wasn't a cover)
for prompt: 46: star
Words: 215
If you be my boat, I’ll be your sea; I live to make you free.
Sometime Iker thinks Sergio is with him because he’s so (according to Sergio) boring; because he dresses poorly and can’t dance and spends his vacations helping Malian children instead of hitting up glamorous parties or starting rumour about huge prostitute orgies.
He thinks the reason Sergio isn’t with Fernando anymore isn’t just because the striker moved, but because, for all of Nando’s humility and down-to-earthiness, the blonde spent a lot of time on his appearance, his maintenance level rivalled the defender’s. Sergio needed to be with someone who would allow him his diva nature, his high maintenance, his hours in front of the mirror, his innate Sergio-ness.
Iker was that someone.
He listened when the defender needed to rant about what Guti called/said to him that day; he would still kiss the other man when the Sevilliano had on of his creepy face masks on that were made from bat guano and God knows what. Iker even budgeted time for Sergio to finish mussing his hair to perfect sex-god standards before they were due to be any where.
In short Iker let Sergio be Sergio.
If you be my star, I’ll be your sky; I live to let you shine.
Work
Pairing: Iker Casillas/Sergio Ramos
Rating: PG (mentions of getting NEKKED.)
Disclaimer: not true, but we can always hope, eh?
A/N: funnily enough I came up with this at work lol
for prompt: 89: work
Words: 128
“Sergio!” Iker hissed, “Is this really appropriate to be doing at work?!”
Sergio paused in his undressing.
“What?”
“We have a meeting with Pellegrini in 15 minutes.”
“Did you just say ‘at work’?”
“Yes, Sergio, ‘at work’.”
The defender scoffed, “This isn’t work!”
“Yes, it is!”
“No, no it’s not,” Sergio laughed.
“We get paid to do this, our profession is ‘footballer’ ergo, Sergio, this is work for us!”
Sergio had found that so funny that they were almost late for the meeting not because of a quickie in the kit room but because the defender couldn’t control his bursts of laughter.
“Did you say ‘ergo’?” Sergio managed to choke out when he had recovered enough for Iker to hustle him, laughing, down the corridors.
“Shut up Sergio.”