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Carlos was not paying attention to what his coach was saying. He was too distracted by the sign on the Calvin Klein store front which featured a half naked Jannick Sinner, so sue him for not paying attention.
he had no idea that Jannick partnered with Calvin Klein but he sure as hell wasn't disappointed i mean who would be disappointed to see that ?! “Carlos, are you with me? Hello ?” his coach snapped him out of his stain of thoughts, “ yea yea sorry” his brother (the only one currently aware of his huge crush on Jannick) snickered while Carlos shot him a warning look. As they boarded the plane his mind kept drifting to jannick, the way light hit his skin in the right places ,the edges of his body so soft yet sharper than glass. Or that small patch of hair on his stomach that slowly disappeared into his shorts or maybe the way his ass looke- “still fantasising Carlos ?” Alvaro asked him with a teasing grin “Que te jodan, Álvaro” Carlos answered sarcastically while flipping him off . Carlo loved his brother but sometimes he was a real pain in the ass.
Jannik Sinner never thought that he would ever do an underwear campaign but when the opportunity presented itself he decided to give it a chance.
The responses were pretty much all positive Sure maybe not all positive.
There were still comments from people about how skinny and not muscular man was but he was used to it by now. He checked his instagram, his latest post counted more than 2m views and likes which was mildly unexpected. Laila had called him earlier (she was the one that originally convinced him to accept the deal) “see I told you, everyone likes to see famous people half naked !” Laila had said “your weird” Jannik said exasperated while rubbing a over his face “yes, but you love me anyway”
Now Jannik was sitting on his couch in Montecarlo Looking at Carlos’s reposts for no particular reason, I mean it’s not like Jannik looks at his account that often, just maybe like every day you know normal behaviour for two buddieswho were supposed "rivals ".
Something then caught his eye : one of Carlos most recent reposts was the video of his Calvin Klein campaign… which meant nothing right? It had to mean nothing, he was just being a supportive friend, at least that's what Jannik told himself because the alternative would be .. ? Jannick reminded his brain that he had a tournament to win so no time to waste.
And with that Jannick got himself back up ready to practice.
After a brutal 2 hour practice Jannick phone buzzed with a message
C: just landed you free ? Jannik's breath stopped for a second.
J: Yeah, why ? He quickly tipped so his brain wouldn’t have time to overthink.
C: nothing just catching up if you want
J: Sure where ?
C: I don’t know, any ideas ?
J: You can come to mine if you want .
C: Sure ! Be there in 30
The sun probably had melted his brain cause he just invited Carlos Alcatraz the guy who : he’s going to play against , and had multiple daydreams about it coming over RIGHT NOW (well in 30 minutes but still)
So Jannik did the responsible thing : cleaned .
Cleaned the living room , kitchen and his bedroom for no particular reason or hopes ….
Then threw himself in a cold shower to remind his brain (and dick) to behave.
When the door opened Carlos was met with a half-dressed Jannik sinner with his hair still wet. Carlos was dying. He was certain that in the next 5 minutes he was going to die and his grave would say "killed by hot wet italian"
“Sorry I just showered “ Jannik said rubbing his neck awkwardly “Yea… uhm so how was your day”
“It was fine uh a little boring I guess” They stared at echoder for a second before Jannik said “ oh sorry come in” he laughed awkwardly for a second before moving to leave space for Carlos to come inside (pun intended) “How about you ? “ Jannik asked curiously “ eh, quite boring I mostly slept “ “Fair”
I while later they were settle down on the couch not really watching a random football match when Carlos said “I saw your ad”
Jannik choked on his soda
“What ?!??” Jannik sputtered, still half coughing, Carlos patted his back “ you good ?” He asked the readhead
“yes just uhm surprised” Jannik mumbled.
“mean there was a gigantic photo of you on the store at the Madrid airport” the Spaniard said “I mean you look good you know”
Jannik just died, he must be because he’s dead and dreaming of Carlos again.
“Uh thanks you look good too ..” Jannik smiled sheeply
“you know I didn’t expect that ad from you” which was fair because even Jannik himself wasn’t aware of that. “I know but when they proposed it to me I. Tough why not ? So yea”.
“Well I’m happy that you did that ad” Carlos said before his brain caught up and made him realize what he just said.
Jannik gave him a puzzling look which quickly switched into a smug grin “you like the ad that much uh ?”
Carlos flushed red ,if he wasn’t concentrating on not giving away that he had in fact liked the ad THAT much he probably would be thinking how it would feel being pinned down by the Italian..
“It was good I guess,” Carlos mumbled, somehow even redder than before.
It's been a solid 10 minutes since they talked and the last conversation was about how much Carlos liked Jannik's ad.
Now jannick had a plan: which was trying to flirt with Carlos and what he would do or say…
“You know Carlos , I wouldn’t mind seeing your ad with Calvin Klein.”
Carlos, who was aggressively staring at the TV to avoid looking at jannik, turned his head already red as tomato, but he was determined to show that Jannik was the only one who could play this game.
“you would like to see me half naked in suggestive poses uh ..?” Carlos said smugly
“and what if I did ?” Jannik answered, unsure of what came over him.
“Well you might not need an ad for that gianni…”