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!fanfic: Something that you learned yesterday


Title: Something That You


Betareader learned yesterday: None
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Fandom: RPF
- AC Fiorentina

Characters:
Alberto Gilardino, Adrian Mutu

Rating: For all


Warning: Slash

Disclaimer: This fanfiction not for profit . You do not want to offend or be prejudicial against real people described. Nothing told in this fanfiction has really happened but it is fictional, so do not pretend to give a truthful picture of events or personalities. Word Count: 866w. (

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Notes: So. This history is fully and completely, and many other things-while dedicated to my

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because she loves them and because I never, ever, I would have to write such a thing, were it not for her. So yes, it is absolutely his own, as it is so small its not even a piece of my heart that the gift along with this story. ♥ I love you, Ary, and this is a stupid way as any to tell you once again. ♥ SOMETHING THAT YOU Learned YESDERDAY When you meet him for the first time, a voice inside you tells you
is too small . It is a voice and you think it would be sensible thing to hear, except that obviously you do not, because when you've never heard the voice of your conscience, even spoke with the voice of the righteous? And even though Gilardino is too small - eighteen years, says a voice in your head, enough, it echoes another, and you listen to this without even a second hesitation - this does not prevent you to let you look every moment, because you feel his eyes that measure every inch of your skin but not brand it as if he knew how, and does not prevent you to take a hand and push it rests on his chest still wet as he looks at you with those dark eyes wide open and the boy blushed as he is. Does not prevent you to kiss him - and please you that kiss a thousand times more because Gilardino is small and clumsy and it is so clear that it is his first kiss almost always make you laugh - and do not prevent you from start to affezionartici in a way all yours, absurd in those afternoons when you try to teach something that is not how to touch your skin but rather how to play, the little that you feel able to teach him a few years more than you spent on the field than him. Do not prevent Gila Gilardino become first and then Alberto, on your lips, and just say his name has the same great taste that has its mouth. When you find yourself

Parma, is still little more than a boy, although he obviously feels very grown up, as we hurry to get noticed, as only a few months have passed since the last time you saw him before he left from Verona. And no matter who the coach will give him more confidence this time than ever, no matter that they all begin to consider more and more an adult, for you your kid is always , as you enjoy teasing each time you stay only for any reason, be it a workout on the punishment - which is one of the few things that you can still feel better than he is true that you are growing from child to man in his hands and it annoys you just a little '- or simply because it is obvious that he likes to be around when you're just the two of you, when you can feel free to talk to you about anything, even

of you, even if you do not want to know anything of what you, because you do not want bonds now, and especially do not want that kind, because you may not be a nonagenarian, but a little experience of the world and you know how those go things. Try also to explain, as well as try to explain that you'll leave after this season and that is definitely not what you is boundless affections in this way, but he will not listen, and curls up against your chest with a satisfied smile as a child. You try it some more ', but not with much conviction, but rather draw him more against you and turn out the light. The

find in Florence, although in reality it is to find you. Is to hold your hand at last, after all-around presentation top-autographs for fans who crowded the Franks to welcome him, and looks at you straight in the eye, and you like. Is it because it is the only one for some time now do not you shook his hand as to the sample that you messed with all the problems of Chelsea and a reputation to keep up with string and good will, but as
Adrian Mutu, indeed, Adi , and tells you his eyes and the way it has to attract to itself for half hug, and it makes you smile because your little boy became a man of Verona, Florence, and is taller than you and more peaceful, although it is clear that is still trying to shake off the ghosts of Milan, which are bulky behind the apparent calm that shows off the talk. "Whatever you need," you say, looking at him and hope he understands and does not force you to repeat things a thousand times, that this is one of the things you do not even like to repeat. "You can count on me." He nods, slowly, and you do not find it strange that that same evening is on your doorstep with two bottles of beer in hand and the desire to talk to you about everything that went wrong over the past years that you've been missing - lost , then, can at most I lost him, but you always had an eye on your kid . You do not even seem strange that in the end remains to sleep and his back against your chest warm and reassuring as always was first in Verona and Parma then, and eventually you should be good with it.