Lukas felt as hungry as wolf by just staring at his dish.Up until now,after a long while training and his stomach was growling loud enough to get any attention from others,he was able to eat finally.Sitting next to Bastian Schweinsteiger sometimes was a terrible experience to those who lack of calming skill.Basti was a kind of devil never wants his teammate to get a proper luynch with proper taste.Let's take Micha for example; while Micha tended to consider chilly as an enemy,he would get chilly for dinner if he accidentally sat next to devil Basti.Basti gave up on no one on the team,even his best friend,namely Poldi,and in Poldi's special case, he would be specially served not only during the lunch but also in the shower
Lukas held his knife tightly in his sweaty hand, meanwhile yelling happily a good lunch to his teammates and opened his mouth.Suddenly,the knife fell from his hands,crashed loudly down the floor.Seconds later found him in an extra room scratching all over his aching body like nuts.Micha,Phil and Timo asked him from outside if he was alright.Lukas kept scratchimg like crazy,tried in vian to find any damned insect that came up to bite him somewhere but found none.It wasnt until he fell blood on his back did he realize something very important:The shirt itself.The shirt which Bastian nicely gave him for his shower,had a "I hate being a fool" slogan written on it.A little while later,after dealing with the mess,felt nothing left but the aching bruises,he stormed out of the room yelling that devil's name:"Basti you get yer fucking ass outta here",we need to talk damn it".Others stared at Poldi as if he had gone mad or something but as they saw scratching marks all over him and Basti's name,realization came upon them.Some snickers averted from all corners of the room and Basti stood there at the end of the dining table, his eyesb spoke volumes of mischievousness and happy at Poldi's reaction.
"Excuse me,mates,I need to deal something with that bastard"Poldi's voices broke down 2 octaves as he made a meaningful gesture to Basti,signaling in their room's direction.Micha gave Bast a small squeeze on his shoulder,grinned at his fake-agony expression.
Minutes later,they were in their room all alone.Poldi,with a predatory expression on his face,glared at his boyfriend daggers and knives.He came closer until he was face to face with a fake-guilty Bavarian.
"What the hell you put in my shirt" Poldi growled
Basti still remained silence,and this time Poldi couldnt hold back his anger
"What was that?" His hands held the back of Bast's neck and pulled him firmly against his toned body;at that,Basti let out a groan of pleasure which for sure couldnt go unnoticed by his boyfriend.
"Say it or you will be left alone for at least 3 months to come".
This threaten had affects on Basti as he stuttered breathless to Poldi
"Itchy powder...but just a little"
"A little?" Poldi's voice raised as he hissed"It was itchy and hurt,you know that."
"It made you angry" replied Basti with a small hint of sympathy in his voice
As soon as Poldi tended to say anything else,Basti was all over him,lips locked firmly with his,wet, insistent,hot,incredible and irresistible.They kissed for a long while and parted breathless.Basti continued his confession:
"You looked cute when you were angry".He snickered,put a hand on Poldi's stomach and squeezed.
"Why you did that pervert?Just play on others's enough,not yer bf"
Suddenly,Basti looked upset,liked the weigh on his shoulder was threatening to drown him.
"It reminded me bout our childhood when no one of them knew about us.You were cute,lovely and unknown and belonged to me"
He rested his forehead on Lukas shoulder, a sob escaped his lips.
"I was afraid someone would find out,afraid to lose you"-He wishpered .Lukas's arms around him tightened.
"you had me here,always"-Lukas replied with a smile as he let Basti fell down to the bed,climbed on top of him,whispered huskily into his ear
"Now prepare yerself to be punished"..........