Another drabble :)
Title: We Could Be the Same
Author: spain_fanatic79
Pairing: Sergio Canales/Alvaro Morata
Rating: G
A/N: For sumrndmgrl again…I’m sorry it took me so long because I could NOT think of anything for them so I put it off lol
And Sergio, please don’t leave!!
" You could be the one in my dreams, you could be much more than you seem…I can see that this could be fate, I could love you more than they hate, doesn’t matter who they would blame, we can beat them at their own game…" --MaNga
“Are you really leaving?” Alvaro squints at Sergio one day after training. Sergio cocks his head to the side at the younger player. “I don’t know...Maybe.”
“Why?” Alvaro asks the question, as if he doesn’t already know the answer, as if maybe he’ll change Sergio’s mind if he asks.
“Well…I…” Sergio’s not sure what he should say that won’t hurt the boy. He already knows that the boy has become attached to him. And if he’s really honest, he knows he’s attached to the boy too. He knows exactly what they have in common. They’re both just kids, really. They’re at that age where, in a combination of luck and work, they just might go on to be legends in the sport they love.
But they’re also at an age where dreams may be trampled, where what they desparately want may not be in line with what they need to do for their career. And as much as he’s afraid to say it, Sergio is afraid to become one of the forgotten players of Real Madrid. He wants to play, wants to go out in front of the thousands on the Bernabeu, wants to share the pitch with legends of football.
But so far, he hasn’t had much of a chance.
Sometimes, it’s easy for him to think of switching clubs. All he has to do is sign the papers, pack his stuff, and don a new jersey next season. But then he thinks back to all his friends here. Well. Maybe not friends. Maybe just one friend. He doesn’t always fits in with his teammates, who are mostly much older than him. They’re very kind to him but…honestly? He’s thinking of Alvaro.
He’s thinking about how he loves it when Alvaro is called up to train with the first team; they always talk and joke around. Sergio likes how comfortable he is around Alvaro, as if Alvaro understands him somehow. Maybe it’s because they’re close in age, but Sergio thinks it has more to do with the fact that they have one enormous thing in common:
Both of them are trying to prove that they have what it takes to be legends here.
“You’ll break my heart if you leave, you know.” Alvaro grins and says it lightly, but Sergio can see from his glistening eyes that he’s not joking at all.
Suddenly, Sergio knows that if he leaves, he’ll look like he’s given up after only one season. How will he be able to tell Alvaro to stay if he left after one season? If he leaves, he’ll be telling Alvaro that Real Madrid doesn’t care about their young players. He’ll be telling Alvaro to give up his dreams of playing for the first team. He doesn’t know what Real Madrid will do with him…but now he doesn’t want to give up.
And one day, Sergio hopes, he will stand in front of the Bernabeu-with Alvaro at his side.
Author: spain_fanatic79
Pairing: Sergio Canales/Alvaro Morata
Rating: G
A/N: For sumrndmgrl again…I’m sorry it took me so long because I could NOT think of anything for them so I put it off lol
And Sergio, please don’t leave!!
" You could be the one in my dreams, you could be much more than you seem…I can see that this could be fate, I could love you more than they hate, doesn’t matter who they would blame, we can beat them at their own game…" --MaNga
“Are you really leaving?” Alvaro squints at Sergio one day after training. Sergio cocks his head to the side at the younger player. “I don’t know...Maybe.”
“Why?” Alvaro asks the question, as if he doesn’t already know the answer, as if maybe he’ll change Sergio’s mind if he asks.
“Well…I…” Sergio’s not sure what he should say that won’t hurt the boy. He already knows that the boy has become attached to him. And if he’s really honest, he knows he’s attached to the boy too. He knows exactly what they have in common. They’re both just kids, really. They’re at that age where, in a combination of luck and work, they just might go on to be legends in the sport they love.
But they’re also at an age where dreams may be trampled, where what they desparately want may not be in line with what they need to do for their career. And as much as he’s afraid to say it, Sergio is afraid to become one of the forgotten players of Real Madrid. He wants to play, wants to go out in front of the thousands on the Bernabeu, wants to share the pitch with legends of football.
But so far, he hasn’t had much of a chance.
Sometimes, it’s easy for him to think of switching clubs. All he has to do is sign the papers, pack his stuff, and don a new jersey next season. But then he thinks back to all his friends here. Well. Maybe not friends. Maybe just one friend. He doesn’t always fits in with his teammates, who are mostly much older than him. They’re very kind to him but…honestly? He’s thinking of Alvaro.
He’s thinking about how he loves it when Alvaro is called up to train with the first team; they always talk and joke around. Sergio likes how comfortable he is around Alvaro, as if Alvaro understands him somehow. Maybe it’s because they’re close in age, but Sergio thinks it has more to do with the fact that they have one enormous thing in common:
Both of them are trying to prove that they have what it takes to be legends here.
“You’ll break my heart if you leave, you know.” Alvaro grins and says it lightly, but Sergio can see from his glistening eyes that he’s not joking at all.
Suddenly, Sergio knows that if he leaves, he’ll look like he’s given up after only one season. How will he be able to tell Alvaro to stay if he left after one season? If he leaves, he’ll be telling Alvaro that Real Madrid doesn’t care about their young players. He’ll be telling Alvaro to give up his dreams of playing for the first team. He doesn’t know what Real Madrid will do with him…but now he doesn’t want to give up.
And one day, Sergio hopes, he will stand in front of the Bernabeu-with Alvaro at his side.