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Title: Look
Pairing: Iker Casillas / Sergio Ramos (well, sort of), mentions of Daniel Agger / Fernando Torres and Sergio Ramos / Fernando Torres)
Rating: PG-13
Sergio, please look at me, now. Please look at me, beautiful. No, not at them, please ... look!
Iker's silent prayers remain unanswered.
And so all he can do is watching Sergio crumble from the distance, the reassuring look of Iker's eyes he knows Sergio is in need of so badly useless because Sergio does not look, does not see Iker.
When it comes down to this, he never does.
These brown soft beautiful eyes are always so attentively watching someone else, René's couraging gestures, Fernando moving his hips against Daniel's in a way they should never have in front of Sergio's eyes, Raúl waving them good-bye as they set out for the World Cup, knowing it will be their first serious good-bye.
Sergio sees all of those things, but he never sees Iker standing right next to him, ready to catch him up.
He never sees Iker.