Sorry girls, I suck dicks
Title: Sorry girls, I suck dicks
Pairing: Daniel Agger/Fernando Torres
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: This is all just a work of fiction!
Author's Note: Teen!AU, old plot, been written x times before... Lalala. Fluffy birthday (which was July 9th, but whatever) fic for poynterjoness !
Word count: 2,203
Summary: There is a new boy in town.
The first time Fernando Torres saw the new boy at school the kid was talking to one of the teachers in the hallway. It was a teacher Fernando had himself, and since he hadn't seen the boy before he wondered if maybe they would have classes together. Also he couldn't help but notice how nicely his t-shirt fit around his shoulders and the tattoos on his arms. Lots of tattoos for boy his age, Fernando thought. But maybe that was just because he was the biggest sissy when getting tattooed. The new boy wore sneakers and plain jeans, but somehow he just radiated something so likable and warm, and Fernando wondered if he should stop and say hello, maybe pretend he had something to say to the teacher.
"Fernando!" mr. Carson smiled when he noticed his student in the hallway. A higher power had taken reins for a moment, making the decision for him, and Fernando came over the pair standing outside the classroom.
"Daniel, this is one of my other students, Fernando," mr. Carson said, waving a hand between them.
"Hi," Fernando said, smiling. He imagined it must be nice to have someone smiling at you when you're in a new school.
"Hi, nice to meet you," Daniel said, openly grinning.
It put Fernando at ease, Daniel seemed like the type who would talk to anyone about everything and take things easy.
"If you had the time, Fernando, could you show Daniel to his next class?" mr. Carson asked.
"Of course," the Spaniard nodded, "where?"
"I have..." Daniel lifted the piece of paper in his hand up and squinted at it, "economics."
"With?"
"Uh," Daniel stared down at the paper again, "DF?"
"That's Dahlia Frost," Fernando smiled, "sure, come on, her classroom is in the B-building."
"Then I'll leave you two to it. If you have any questions Daniel, please, do not hesitate to stop by the offices or call me. Again, welcome," mr. Carson smiled, then took off down the hallway.
Suddenly Fernando felt nervous. What would he say to Daniel? What could he possibly say that would hold the guy's interest and not write him off as a total dork?
"I read that the school has a pretty good football team," Daniel said as they started to walk, and Fernando relaxed instantly. Sport he could talk about.
*
"Have you seen the new boy?" Hilde said as soon as Fernando stopped by her locker. He rolled his eyes.
"I have."
"And, he is gorgeous?" she continued, smacking her locker shut with a loud bang. There was a long silence while they stared at each other.
"I knew it," she smirked after about ten seconds, "you wouldn't hesitate one second before letting him bend you over and take you until you screamed for more."
"You're disgusting," Fernando wrinkled his nose, "and I talked to him, he's real nice."
She wriggled her eyebrows and the Spaniard sighed. "Okay, I admit, he was hot."
"And you'd totally let him do you."
"And I'd totally let him do me."
"You filthy slut," Hilde winked, getting another sigh.
"Talking about being filthy, I hear rumors you," Fernando pointed at her, "shared spit and probably several other body fluids I don't want to talk about with our dearest football captain?"
"I won't deny or confirm anything," she said, carefully schooling her face into a mask of nonchalance. Fernando knew her way too well though, and could easily see through it.
"You can hide the truth all you want, but you know I'll find out eventually," Fernando smiled.
*
The next day Fernando was almost run down by Hilde, the entire girl shaking with excitement. It was like dealing with a three year old on a never ending sugar high sometimes.
"Have you seen Daniel today?" she asked, grin wide. She waited all of half a second before saying, "no, you haven't or you wouldn't be looking at me like I'm crazy."
"What are you on about?" Fernando asked, more than a little confused. Why should he care what Daniel was wearing? Unless he was naked. Then he'd like to see him.
"You need to see this for yourself," she chuckled, and promptly dragged him off down the hallway.
*
Fernando didn't have the chance to see Daniel until right before his last class, and by then, he'd already heard whispers in other classes about Daniel's choice of clothing. He still didn't know what, but apparently it was that shocking and exciting that no one could shut up about it.
While waiting outside the classroom Fernando saw the new boy walking down the hallway, and instantly his eyes locked on him. From a distance he could only see it was a white t-shirt with black, bold letters, but he couldn't see what it said, not until...
"Hi, Fernando," Daniel grinned as he walked past, and it took all of Fernando's remaining braincells to say hello back and close his mouth.
SORRY GIRLS I SUCK DICKS
In fat, bold letters.
Fernando blinked and tried to swallow while he watched Daniel saunter down the hallway, not a care in the world. Not caring he was proclaiming his utter gayness by wearing that shirt and not caring what people might think about him from that point on.
Daniel was gay.
Daniel was hot.
Fernando's pants were suddenly tight, and he blushed like a little girl. He hadn't had problems with this for years, and all of a sudden he was standing with a hard-on in the middle of school.
So much went through his head, he couldn't concentrate on anything the teacher said during class. Once he was asked a question and his thoughts were so jumbled he had no coherent answer. His classmates looked at him funnily, wondering if maybe he ate something he shouldn't at lunch.
Fernando needed to talk to Daniel. Get to know him a little bit better. Pretend he wasn't completely taken aback by the fact that he was gay and that he had a hard-on for him. And if they got along he'd ask him out.
Simple as that.
Simple as that...
*
"Hilde, what do I do?" Fernando whined, curled up underneath his duvet. She was sitting on the floor in her underwear, nodding her head in time with the music. It was finally Friday, and Hilde took the opportunity to sleep over at Fernando's.
"Have you talked to him again?" she smiled.
"Just once," Fernando mumbled, almost blushing again when thinking back to yesterday, when he'd made a total fool out of himself. Daniel must surely think he was retarded after that short run-in, when Fernando couldn't form a single sentence without stuttering and getting all flustered. "He must think I'm the biggest idiot. I could barely talk!"
Hilde rolled her eyes good-heartedly. Talking to Fernando like this was like talking to a girl, he thought just like she did when she was crushing on someone. And he was transparent as god damn plastic foil, so Hilde would even bet Daniel had noticed the signs too.
"You think so little of yourself, honey," she patted his duvet-covered behind, "if anything, you have that ass, and no one can resist your ass."
"Thank you," he mumbled.
"You're welcome," she grinned, "and besides, you have talked the grand total of three times, whereas one was when you could barely say hi back because you were staring at his shirt."
"He had a t-shirt that said 'sorry girls, I suck dicks!'. 'I suck dicks', Hilde!"
"I know you do," she chuckled.
"Be serious!" Fernando flicked out an arm to hit her, missing completely. "I wanna get to know him."
"Ask him out," Hilde said.
"No!" the Spaniard sighed, "I can't! Not right away!"
"Why not?"
"Because-" Fernando stuttered, voice faltering, "he'd turn me down."
"Well, that's the worst thing that can happen. And it's not the end of the world if he says no. He seems like such a nice guy anyways, he wouldn't make fun of you. Just do it!" Hilde grinned.
"Should I?"
"Yes!"
"I'm scared."
"Don't be!"
"You have a cute bra. I like the purple bow."
"Thank you. And that was so gay."
"I know."
"Now, next week, talk to him, then ask him out!"
*
It wasn't even funny that the next time Fernando saw Daniel it was at the lake. He'd started preparing himself mentally so he could build up the courage to talk to Daniel next week, not two days after the talk he had with Hilde. The weekend was not over, it was Sunday, the sun was shining, and they were at the lake. And so was Daniel. Wearing trunks that hung so low on his hips it shouldn't be legal.
"Daniel!" Hilde yelled, waving at the boy. She had one class with him during the week, and of course she'd taken the opportunity to befriend him right away.
"Hi, guys," Daniel shouted back, and Fernando fixated a murderous glare at Hilde while the Dane picked up his towel and sunglasses and walked over to them. Only when Daniel was blocking his sun Fernando looked up, blushing instantly when he stared right into Daniel's eyes.
"Mind if I...?" Daniel motioned for the grass right next to Fernando.
"No, of course not," he mumbled, and fought the urge to kick Hilde when he heard her chuckle.
Fernando couldn't help but stare at Daniel's naked upper body. How could he not? The boy was ripped, all bulging muscles and sexy tattoos.
"I like your tattoos," he blurted out before he could stop himself.
Daniel sat down on the towel he'd just put down and turned towards him, smiling. "Thanks. I like yours."
"Thank you," Fernando mumbled, effectively killing the conversation. When it got to the point of awkward Hilde broke the silence by saying she wanted to get in the water, and if maybe they'd want to join in.
It was strange how they "bonded" just playing around in the lake. Time flied as they climbed the big trees at the edge of the water and jumped in, as they threw themselves off the thick trunks with shouts and screams. The three of them swam out to the small island a bit out in the lake. There Hilde pushed Fernando in and Dan revenged for him by pushing her in.
Somehow they ended up having a big splash war with some other people from school and Dan and Fernando in silent agreement protected each other. At one point Fernando ducked behind Dan and grabbed a hold of him to use him as a shield, to which Dan responded with turning around, grabbing him around the waist and ducking him under. Hilde was grinning at them both from her safe position behind Aaron 'football captain' Ramsey, and Fernando realized just how it looked when Dan and he were holding around each other, keeping close.
When walking up to their towels afterwards, soaked to the bone and every muscle acing from activity, they were talking like they'd know each other for life. Dan was laughing at his jokes and Fernando couldn't help but reach out and brush their hands together every now and then.
It was hours later, and Fernando needed to be home for dinner soon. Dan packed up his things as well, and the three of them, Hilde shooting Fernando amused glances, walked along the path that led back to the main road. Finally there Hilde said goodbye and walked the other way, to her house that was only five minutes away. Fernando, not being so lucky, had a much longer way to go, and he was too happy when Dan said he lived the same way.
"Hey," Dan stopped him with a hand on his arm. They were standing in the shadow of the big trees that grew behind Fernando's house. There was a small trail leading through the bushes that would take him into the backyard. "Thanks for today."
"I'm glad we ran into you," Fernando smiled. He really was. Just after today he'd gone and fallen hopelessly for Dan. The boy was beautiful, he really was, and he was fun and a little dorky and had a good taste in movies.
They just smiled at each other for the longest time, then Dan cupped Fernando's cheek with one hand. Stunned, scared, and with the butterflies in his stomach swirling like crazy the Spaniard did nothing as Dan carefully stepped forward and pressed a short kiss to his lips. Not wanting it to end right away Fernando kissed him back, so Dan would know that he liked it, wanted it, too.
"Do you want to go out with me?" Dan asked when he pulled back, hand still cupping Fernando's cheek, thumb stroking absentmindedly back and forth.
"Yeah," he grinned, leaning into the touch just a little.
"Okay, good," Dan nodded his head, lips curling up the corners. He couldn't keep himself for long though, and bit his lip to keep from grinning wider.
"Good," Fernando said, still grinning.
They kissed again, quickly, then Dan backed away with a smirk. "See you tomorrow at school," he said, and walked back down the path.
Pairing: Daniel Agger/Fernando Torres
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: This is all just a work of fiction!
Author's Note: Teen!AU, old plot, been written x times before... Lalala. Fluffy birthday (which was July 9th, but whatever) fic for poynterjoness !
Word count: 2,203
Summary: There is a new boy in town.
The first time Fernando Torres saw the new boy at school the kid was talking to one of the teachers in the hallway. It was a teacher Fernando had himself, and since he hadn't seen the boy before he wondered if maybe they would have classes together. Also he couldn't help but notice how nicely his t-shirt fit around his shoulders and the tattoos on his arms. Lots of tattoos for boy his age, Fernando thought. But maybe that was just because he was the biggest sissy when getting tattooed. The new boy wore sneakers and plain jeans, but somehow he just radiated something so likable and warm, and Fernando wondered if he should stop and say hello, maybe pretend he had something to say to the teacher.
"Fernando!" mr. Carson smiled when he noticed his student in the hallway. A higher power had taken reins for a moment, making the decision for him, and Fernando came over the pair standing outside the classroom.
"Daniel, this is one of my other students, Fernando," mr. Carson said, waving a hand between them.
"Hi," Fernando said, smiling. He imagined it must be nice to have someone smiling at you when you're in a new school.
"Hi, nice to meet you," Daniel said, openly grinning.
It put Fernando at ease, Daniel seemed like the type who would talk to anyone about everything and take things easy.
"If you had the time, Fernando, could you show Daniel to his next class?" mr. Carson asked.
"Of course," the Spaniard nodded, "where?"
"I have..." Daniel lifted the piece of paper in his hand up and squinted at it, "economics."
"With?"
"Uh," Daniel stared down at the paper again, "DF?"
"That's Dahlia Frost," Fernando smiled, "sure, come on, her classroom is in the B-building."
"Then I'll leave you two to it. If you have any questions Daniel, please, do not hesitate to stop by the offices or call me. Again, welcome," mr. Carson smiled, then took off down the hallway.
Suddenly Fernando felt nervous. What would he say to Daniel? What could he possibly say that would hold the guy's interest and not write him off as a total dork?
"I read that the school has a pretty good football team," Daniel said as they started to walk, and Fernando relaxed instantly. Sport he could talk about.
*
"Have you seen the new boy?" Hilde said as soon as Fernando stopped by her locker. He rolled his eyes.
"I have."
"And, he is gorgeous?" she continued, smacking her locker shut with a loud bang. There was a long silence while they stared at each other.
"I knew it," she smirked after about ten seconds, "you wouldn't hesitate one second before letting him bend you over and take you until you screamed for more."
"You're disgusting," Fernando wrinkled his nose, "and I talked to him, he's real nice."
She wriggled her eyebrows and the Spaniard sighed. "Okay, I admit, he was hot."
"And you'd totally let him do you."
"And I'd totally let him do me."
"You filthy slut," Hilde winked, getting another sigh.
"Talking about being filthy, I hear rumors you," Fernando pointed at her, "shared spit and probably several other body fluids I don't want to talk about with our dearest football captain?"
"I won't deny or confirm anything," she said, carefully schooling her face into a mask of nonchalance. Fernando knew her way too well though, and could easily see through it.
"You can hide the truth all you want, but you know I'll find out eventually," Fernando smiled.
*
The next day Fernando was almost run down by Hilde, the entire girl shaking with excitement. It was like dealing with a three year old on a never ending sugar high sometimes.
"Have you seen Daniel today?" she asked, grin wide. She waited all of half a second before saying, "no, you haven't or you wouldn't be looking at me like I'm crazy."
"What are you on about?" Fernando asked, more than a little confused. Why should he care what Daniel was wearing? Unless he was naked. Then he'd like to see him.
"You need to see this for yourself," she chuckled, and promptly dragged him off down the hallway.
*
Fernando didn't have the chance to see Daniel until right before his last class, and by then, he'd already heard whispers in other classes about Daniel's choice of clothing. He still didn't know what, but apparently it was that shocking and exciting that no one could shut up about it.
While waiting outside the classroom Fernando saw the new boy walking down the hallway, and instantly his eyes locked on him. From a distance he could only see it was a white t-shirt with black, bold letters, but he couldn't see what it said, not until...
"Hi, Fernando," Daniel grinned as he walked past, and it took all of Fernando's remaining braincells to say hello back and close his mouth.
SORRY GIRLS I SUCK DICKS
In fat, bold letters.
Fernando blinked and tried to swallow while he watched Daniel saunter down the hallway, not a care in the world. Not caring he was proclaiming his utter gayness by wearing that shirt and not caring what people might think about him from that point on.
Daniel was gay.
Daniel was hot.
Fernando's pants were suddenly tight, and he blushed like a little girl. He hadn't had problems with this for years, and all of a sudden he was standing with a hard-on in the middle of school.
So much went through his head, he couldn't concentrate on anything the teacher said during class. Once he was asked a question and his thoughts were so jumbled he had no coherent answer. His classmates looked at him funnily, wondering if maybe he ate something he shouldn't at lunch.
Fernando needed to talk to Daniel. Get to know him a little bit better. Pretend he wasn't completely taken aback by the fact that he was gay and that he had a hard-on for him. And if they got along he'd ask him out.
Simple as that.
Simple as that...
*
"Hilde, what do I do?" Fernando whined, curled up underneath his duvet. She was sitting on the floor in her underwear, nodding her head in time with the music. It was finally Friday, and Hilde took the opportunity to sleep over at Fernando's.
"Have you talked to him again?" she smiled.
"Just once," Fernando mumbled, almost blushing again when thinking back to yesterday, when he'd made a total fool out of himself. Daniel must surely think he was retarded after that short run-in, when Fernando couldn't form a single sentence without stuttering and getting all flustered. "He must think I'm the biggest idiot. I could barely talk!"
Hilde rolled her eyes good-heartedly. Talking to Fernando like this was like talking to a girl, he thought just like she did when she was crushing on someone. And he was transparent as god damn plastic foil, so Hilde would even bet Daniel had noticed the signs too.
"You think so little of yourself, honey," she patted his duvet-covered behind, "if anything, you have that ass, and no one can resist your ass."
"Thank you," he mumbled.
"You're welcome," she grinned, "and besides, you have talked the grand total of three times, whereas one was when you could barely say hi back because you were staring at his shirt."
"He had a t-shirt that said 'sorry girls, I suck dicks!'. 'I suck dicks', Hilde!"
"I know you do," she chuckled.
"Be serious!" Fernando flicked out an arm to hit her, missing completely. "I wanna get to know him."
"Ask him out," Hilde said.
"No!" the Spaniard sighed, "I can't! Not right away!"
"Why not?"
"Because-" Fernando stuttered, voice faltering, "he'd turn me down."
"Well, that's the worst thing that can happen. And it's not the end of the world if he says no. He seems like such a nice guy anyways, he wouldn't make fun of you. Just do it!" Hilde grinned.
"Should I?"
"Yes!"
"I'm scared."
"Don't be!"
"You have a cute bra. I like the purple bow."
"Thank you. And that was so gay."
"I know."
"Now, next week, talk to him, then ask him out!"
*
It wasn't even funny that the next time Fernando saw Daniel it was at the lake. He'd started preparing himself mentally so he could build up the courage to talk to Daniel next week, not two days after the talk he had with Hilde. The weekend was not over, it was Sunday, the sun was shining, and they were at the lake. And so was Daniel. Wearing trunks that hung so low on his hips it shouldn't be legal.
"Daniel!" Hilde yelled, waving at the boy. She had one class with him during the week, and of course she'd taken the opportunity to befriend him right away.
"Hi, guys," Daniel shouted back, and Fernando fixated a murderous glare at Hilde while the Dane picked up his towel and sunglasses and walked over to them. Only when Daniel was blocking his sun Fernando looked up, blushing instantly when he stared right into Daniel's eyes.
"Mind if I...?" Daniel motioned for the grass right next to Fernando.
"No, of course not," he mumbled, and fought the urge to kick Hilde when he heard her chuckle.
Fernando couldn't help but stare at Daniel's naked upper body. How could he not? The boy was ripped, all bulging muscles and sexy tattoos.
"I like your tattoos," he blurted out before he could stop himself.
Daniel sat down on the towel he'd just put down and turned towards him, smiling. "Thanks. I like yours."
"Thank you," Fernando mumbled, effectively killing the conversation. When it got to the point of awkward Hilde broke the silence by saying she wanted to get in the water, and if maybe they'd want to join in.
It was strange how they "bonded" just playing around in the lake. Time flied as they climbed the big trees at the edge of the water and jumped in, as they threw themselves off the thick trunks with shouts and screams. The three of them swam out to the small island a bit out in the lake. There Hilde pushed Fernando in and Dan revenged for him by pushing her in.
Somehow they ended up having a big splash war with some other people from school and Dan and Fernando in silent agreement protected each other. At one point Fernando ducked behind Dan and grabbed a hold of him to use him as a shield, to which Dan responded with turning around, grabbing him around the waist and ducking him under. Hilde was grinning at them both from her safe position behind Aaron 'football captain' Ramsey, and Fernando realized just how it looked when Dan and he were holding around each other, keeping close.
When walking up to their towels afterwards, soaked to the bone and every muscle acing from activity, they were talking like they'd know each other for life. Dan was laughing at his jokes and Fernando couldn't help but reach out and brush their hands together every now and then.
It was hours later, and Fernando needed to be home for dinner soon. Dan packed up his things as well, and the three of them, Hilde shooting Fernando amused glances, walked along the path that led back to the main road. Finally there Hilde said goodbye and walked the other way, to her house that was only five minutes away. Fernando, not being so lucky, had a much longer way to go, and he was too happy when Dan said he lived the same way.
"Hey," Dan stopped him with a hand on his arm. They were standing in the shadow of the big trees that grew behind Fernando's house. There was a small trail leading through the bushes that would take him into the backyard. "Thanks for today."
"I'm glad we ran into you," Fernando smiled. He really was. Just after today he'd gone and fallen hopelessly for Dan. The boy was beautiful, he really was, and he was fun and a little dorky and had a good taste in movies.
They just smiled at each other for the longest time, then Dan cupped Fernando's cheek with one hand. Stunned, scared, and with the butterflies in his stomach swirling like crazy the Spaniard did nothing as Dan carefully stepped forward and pressed a short kiss to his lips. Not wanting it to end right away Fernando kissed him back, so Dan would know that he liked it, wanted it, too.
"Do you want to go out with me?" Dan asked when he pulled back, hand still cupping Fernando's cheek, thumb stroking absentmindedly back and forth.
"Yeah," he grinned, leaning into the touch just a little.
"Okay, good," Dan nodded his head, lips curling up the corners. He couldn't keep himself for long though, and bit his lip to keep from grinning wider.
"Good," Fernando said, still grinning.
They kissed again, quickly, then Dan backed away with a smirk. "See you tomorrow at school," he said, and walked back down the path.