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“NCE tower, Nice ground control to MCL38, no other aircraft currently in your vicinity. Over.”
This guy, he sounds nice, for once. Not as annoyed and overworked as the other ones for the Nice airport usually sound. He’s even got a sexy accent. Australian, Lando guesses.
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The door squeaks when opened, and fuck, he should oil the doors or something. He mentally makes a note to ask Jon to help him do that. A streak of light comes in from the living room, illuminating a part of his bed, and he freezes when he notices something - someone - asleep there. Lando frowns, cautiously stepping closer to his bed that has been seemingly occupied by someone else.
He feels his heart fall down to his knees when he notices who it is, his mouth dropping open in a silent curse. After retracting as quick as light from his own bedroom, almost falling over his own feet in the process, he shuts the door behind himself, because, laying in his bed, passed out, is no other man than Oscar Jack Piastri, his longtime rival, no less.
Or in which Lando comes home to his rival passed out on his bed. Unresolved feelings and a whole lot of discoveries ensue. They make up (and out) somewhere in between.
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Daniil is in the locker room, putting on clean clothes after freshening up, when he hears the news. Stefanos has been given a love potion. Yet again.
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20 Aug 2025
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Ben can’t say when he first took notice of Flavio Cobolli. Certainly New York, but it could have been before then—DC, or maybe even Geneva, though Ben had figured at the time that it was the loss to a lower-ranked player that stung him and not who the lower-ranked player in question was.
Ben deals with his feelings how he usually does: not well.
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“Shit,” he says, more for himself than his friends. “I can’t lie.”
“Mmh,” Tommy hums in agreement. “Facts.”
Ben laughs, a little hysterical, a little angry. “I mean literally, dumbass. I literally can’t lie.”
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14 Aug 2025
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"There’s someone that walks onto the stage from behind the scenes, and before Carlos is actually able to see who it is a couple of women (and men?) already start screaming excitedly. “Holy shit, it’s Jannik Sinner!”, he hears Lorenzo say in almost awe. Never heard of him, Carlos thinks, and then he sees him.
Holy shit indeed. On the podium stands a man who’s tall, with beautiful red curls, a guitar hanging over his shoulder, wearing a suit that clearly shows he’s also a model, and at that moment, Carlos knows he’s a goner."
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Or an AU in which Carlos is still a tennis player and Jannik is a hot and crazy popular Italian singer. They fall in love, of course.
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09 Aug 2025
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One particular comment had caught his attention.
@ballista : three sure things in life: death, taxes and Sinner absolutely crushing Carlos in his articles lol!!!!!!
Carlos’ curiosity had taken over, and he had found the article again, just to check the author.
Jannik Sinner.
So that was the stranger’s name, then.
His thumb had flown over the name, before clicking on it.
According to his profile, Jannik wasn’t only a tennis journalist. He had many contributions for the Formula 1 section, and also a few for the downhill skiing one. Most articles he had written, though, were about tennis, seemingly regularly for a few years. Carlos had taken a quick look over them, and had realized a few of those articles were about him- or, at least, talking about him. He had clicked on one of them, reading it quickly, before realizing they had been written with the same tone: always laudatory of his opponents, always harsh on him.
OR. Carlos meets a red-haired stranger in an elevator. Little does he know it's going to change his life forever.
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