Fics like free fall (or: twenty-four hours in umag)

"Are you staying tomorrow?" Jannik asks as fireworks go off overhead, the stadium illuminated red and violet and gold. The adrenaline of the final is starting to fade, but enough remains for him to say: "If you are—tomorrow, we're going to the coast. If you want to go with us?" Carlos leans closer, brow wrinkling slightly as he tries to hear over the noise. "Tomorrow? Go where?" "There's a beach, a little north of here. It's very beautiful. They have jet skiing." Ba-boom. Brilliant fiery flowers spiral across the night sky. The explosions of smaller fireworks syncopate with the suddenly rapid beating of Jannik's own heart. "If you're still here tomorrow, do you want to go? With us?" Colors in the sky reflect in the smiling eyes looking up at him. "Yeah, of course." Carlos sounds as happy as if he were the one holding the winner's trophy. "Let's go!" Jannik, Carlos, and a life-changing day in 2022.

Fics like free fall (or: twenty-four hours in umag)

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