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Daniel Agger sat at the edge of the field; legs sprawled out in front of him, as he leaned back on his hands, a lazy look on his face. He was taking a break from training, as everyone needed a break, and was taking the time to observe the rest of his teammates. His eyes roamed across the field, as he watched Steven Gerrard and Peter Crouch performing cross and header drills. He’d always thought Peter resembled a chicken. Yes, those kind of random thoughts were the type that ensued in King Dan’s head. It was rare for a normal thought to ever occur, but what would be the fun in that.
He continued to scan the field and this time stopped on Xabi Alonso, and the new guy, Fernando Torres. The two were laughing and helping each other with stretching drills. His eyebrows rose slightly, as he saw Fernando lean in to whisper something to Xabi, and what was even more interesting was that Xabi began to blush as red as a tomato.
Dan vaguely noticed as Steve Finnan sat beside him, as he was too busy watching the scene before him.
“They are so fucking each other.” Dan blurted out.
“Well hello to you too. Now who are we talking about today? Pepe and Peter? Harry and Jermaine? John and Dirk?”
“Fernando and Xabi.”
“Ahhh.” Steve looked down the field at the two men. They both seemed extremely comfortable with each other. “Aren’t they national team mates? I’m sure they’re just friends.”
“Pfft, I don’t think so. Every time after practice, I see Fernando hang back in the locker room until the majority of the mates have left.” Daniel said suspiciously. “You know that Xabi likes to take long showers. I’m sure him and Fernando eventually take them together.”
Steve shook his head. Dan was always full of ideas, rumours and gossip.
“Perhaps they are both big on the environment and feel it would be better to take showers together in order to conserve water.” Steve suggested, pulling at the blades of grass beneath him.
Daniel just gave him a disbelieving look, and Steve turned away.
“Just a suggestion.”
Daniel returned his attention to Xabi and Fernando and smirked. He was definitely going to find out what was going on between those two men.
- - -
Daniel whistled innocently as he slipped his shirt over his head. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Fernando slowly removing his training kit.
“Eh, Fernando, you coming to the club tonight right?” He asked the slightly older man, accompanying the question were hand gestures, so Dan could be sure that Spaniard understood him.
A grin broke out on Fernando’s face and he nodded.
“Alright, see you then.”
Daniel made his way out of the locker room, but he didn’t leave completely, silently crouching near the door. There weren’t many people left in the locker room, and Daniel was going to be sure to catch the two Spaniards together. Then he would gloat to Steve, who always thought that he gossiped and spread rumours so much, that he could out-gossip and out-rumour a girl.
He felt something buzz in his pocket, and reached in to grab his cell phone. Looking at the screen, he saw that Steve had just sent him a text message.
Where are you? Want to drive to the club together?
Dan smiled, and began punching buttons, sending Steve an answer.
“What are ye doin’?”
“HOLY MOTHER OF SWEET JESUS!” Dan fell back onto his ass, clutching his cell phone tight in one hand, and bracing himself with the other. He slowly looked up at his captain, Steven, who was staring down at him, looking much more menacing than usual in Dan’s opinion.
“Ye haven’t answered the question.”
“Oh well, my cell phone dropped out of my pocket, and when I reached down to get it, someone had sent a message so then I was replying and...yeah. Is Fernando still in the locker room?”
Steven’s eyebrows shot up at the sudden direction change in the conversation.
“No, he just left.” A suspicious look once again occupying the captain’s face.
“What!? Was Xabi with him?” Dan asked surprised. He couldn’t believe that he had hung back to catch the two men, and hadn’t even managed to do so.
“Are ye feelin’ okay Dan? Maybe ye shouldn’t come to the club tonight. You’re actin’ a bit...odd.”
“No, no I’m fine. I’ll be there. Well, see ya Stevie!”
Dan shot off towards his car, eager to get away from the hard looks of his captain, leaving the latter shaking his head.
- - -
The loud music pulsed through the club, as sweaty bodies danced and grinded against each other in an alcohol induced haze. Some of the boys were dancing their asses off in the middle of the crowd, while others were up in the V.I.P lounge, or down at the bar. Dan was one of the few sitting at the bar, with Fernando and Steve on either side of him.
“Here Torres, have another drink. Remember, if you need anything, just find Xabi!” Dan passed Fernando another beer with a not-so-believable innocent look on his face. Fernando gave Dan an odd look, yet thanked him and took a sip.
“So, what’s your plan?” Steve asked. He had been watching Dan force drinks on Fernando all day, and he knew that if Dan was willing to pay for all those beers, then he was doing it for a reason that would benefit himself.
“Well, here’s my theory. If I can get Torres drunk enough, I think he’ll just go right up to Xabi, pull him to the dance floor, and they’ll do it right there.” Dan replied, proud of the brilliant and fool-proof plan he had concocted.
“Mmhmm, and what if Fernando has a very high alcohol tolerance?” Steve asked.
“Pfft, look at him. Do you think that scrawny body can hold his liquor?”
Steve shrugged and took a sip of his own drink. The three men sat at the bar, continuing to watch the crowd dance to the music. After a couple of minutes, Fernando stood up. He looked towards Dan and Steve, and seemed to be forming the words he wanted to say in his head.
“Umm, back soon?”
Steve and Dan nodded to indicate they understood, and Fernando left the two of them at the bar.
“You know what? I think he knows more English than he lets on.” Dan suggested. “Come on.” He got up and started in the direction that Fernando had just headed towards.
“And what are we doing?” Steve sighed, although he had a good idea what Dan was thinking.
“We’re going to follow him of course. He is totally going to meet up with Xabi for a little screw session.”
Steve rolled his eyes, but followed Dan anyway. They managed to get through the dance floor just in time to see Fernando enter a back room. Dan stopped before the door.
“I think we should wait a bit and let them get started, that way we can at least catch them doing something entertaining.” Dan told Steve, a large grin on his face.
“You are so evil.”
“Oh I know.” Dan once again felt proud. Sure the last time he felt proud about what he'd done his plan had totally failed and he almost melted under the super glare of super captain super Steven Gerrard, but this time he knew he would be successful.
“Why are you so obsessed with catching the two of them?” Steve asked curiously.
“I am not obsessed! I’m just trying to prove that I’m always right, and that my gossip and rumours are not unfounded. That’s it! See, no obsession, now come on lets get those two suckers.”
Dan placed his hand on the doorknob and opened the door.
“Bwahaha, caught you suckers!”
Dan laughed as he saw Fernando and -Steven?! Fernando and Steven, topless and sweaty, chests pressed against each other, and the button and zipper of Steven’s pants undone. The three men stared at each other for a few seconds. Fernando looked scared and nervous, while Dan’s mouth was hanging open, a mix of awe at the fact that it was Steven and fear at the glare Steven was giving him, which totally said ‘youjustwaituntiligetmyhandsonyouyoulittlepunk.’
“Okay, well. I’m going to get back to the bar. You too have fun!” Dan slammed the door behind him and was met with the questioning look on Steve’s face.
“Well?”
“Yup, Xabi and Fernando! What’d I tell you? And you never believed me ha-ha. Oh man, let’s go dance!” He grabbed onto Steve’s hand and tried to drag him away from the door.
“But...but-“ Steve sighed and gave in, allowing the younger man to pull him away.
Daniel was going to have lots and lots of drinks. He didn’t think they’d serve alcohol at the hospital, which is where he was going to be after Steven Gerrard was done with him.
Well at least I was half right. It was Fernando who was screwing someone ½ isn’t that bad.
Dan sighed as he picked up a shot and downed it, letting the liquid slide down his throat and into his-for now- in tact body.
--- End---
Inspiration for this ship is from here:
But who has him really impressed is Gerrard.
"He's the best player i've ever trained with in my whole life", confesses Fernando in <
>.
The captain has adopted him since the first day and never loses sight of him.
Squee! Also this picture:
After Steven totally clobbered Fernando when he scored the goal vs Chelsea.
I really hope to see more fics of these two! So come on people! Feel the inspiration! haha