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God, how he already aches for the sight of Carlos in the morning. The soft, sleep-wrinkled curve of his cheeks, smiling even in his dreams. Since their first night in that room, the younger man’s presence has been an almost medicinal comfort.
Jannik finds the longer he imagines it, the larger the gaping hole in his chest seems to grow. The plaster pasted over it the night before crumbling rapidly as his need for the other man causes him to physically shake.
It’s too much for the morning.
Rolling into a seated position, Jannik’s hands fly up to cover his mouth – doing their part to assist and encourage him to swallow down these feelings. Together they push the desperation further into an already nauseated stomach.
In a world where Novak Djokovic doesn’t become the greatest tennis player in history, he becomes something much worse…
Jannik Sinner recognizes him anyway.
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31 Aug 2025