I've got you're picture im coming with you (Fernando Torres, Daniel Agger)
Title: I've got you're picture i'm coming with you
Pairing: Daniel Agger/Fernando Torres
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys or/am anything to do with them i do however own the plot/storyline
Summary: Fernando doesn't want Dan to leave.
A/Note: first fiction sorry if it's a bit short and it hasn't been beta'd so sorry for any spelling/gramer mistakes feedback is wanted no matter how nasty ;D
I've got you're picture i'm coming with you
looking down at the picture in his hands a tear rolled down his cheek. The photo had been taken that summer just after a big game he stroked the outline of the dane's face and more tears fell. he didn't want his best friend to go not when the spaniard had just gathered up the courage to finally tell him that he loved him. that if he left he didn't know how he would spend his days. not being able to feel the electricity that ran through his veins when there skin touched or be as happy as he was when ever the dane was around. He didn't think he could cope. he felt anger bubbling inside of him and he threw the picture, it smashed into small pieces as it collided with the frame work of the door and he fell back on to the bed and cried. he cried until is eyelids grew heavy and let the darkness take over and ease his headache that the crying had caused as he finally drifted to sleep.
He was awoken by a sharp knock at the door.
He was peace-full for a few seconds then it all came flooding back to him and he felt the weight back on his shoulders as the pain took over him again and the tears sprung back to his eyes
again three short knocks that sounded like 3 short earthquakes thanks to the pain in his head.
'Go away!' he shouted he didn't want to see anyone not now not ever not unless it was Dan. he rolled back over and hid his face in the now sodden pillow the tears still falling like a waterfall they just kept on flowing.
'Nando? Skat it's me im coming in.
He heard the door open softly and footsteps on the glass. he felt the bed dip in the dane was siting next to him he felt his soft skin and the electricity as he brushed the hair out of his eyes.
'you've been crying?' he asked Fernando care and curiosity both in his voice Nando stayed silent and his eyes turned to the smashed picture on the floor the dane followed his line of sight and walked over to it.
he turned and picked up the picture and looked confused
'i don't understand skat? what have i done?'
more tears fell and the dane sat back on the bed and brushed them away slowly.
'don't leave me dan' he whispered he wasn't sure if the dane had heard or if he even wanted him to
'i have to go. i thought you understood?'
' please' he begged almost to quiet for anybody to even hear but Dan heard him he heard the sadness and desprate tone he felt nando shaking as the tears became inconsoleable.
'i...love' the spaiard choked out the tears mumbling his words this time the dane couldn't understand him
'nando i can't hear you? what are you saying skat?'
nando took the photo from the dane's hand and took a pen on the photo he wrote three short words
and passed it back to dan
'i love you' fernando heard him whisper. now it was the dane's turn to cry. they both sat silently tears streaming down both there cheeks
'come with me skat' he whisperd to the spaniard.
'Why dan? what is there for me there?
'me skat ill be there because'
'i love you' they both choked out at the same time
nando took the picture back and quietly told the dane
'Ive got you're picture, im coming with you'