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My Wimbledon Champ ( 1 )

Author’s note: kinda similar to the last one I deleted. (This will have multiple parts and I also replaced Zverev with Jannik because he didn’t deserve to reach the finals.)

You were far out in the stands watching the 2024 Roland Garros Finals between Carlos Alcaraz and Jannik Sinner. You were hoping that Jannik would win this match because you had a little crush on him and also because you had been supporting him for a long time. After a while you heard the words, Game, Set, Match, Alcaraz.

You were never a big fan of Carlos at all. When u heard his name the only thoughts that formed in your mind were, overrated, and self-centered. To you, when your favorite player lost you were never that sad for a long period of time. The most being like 30 minutes or something. But this time when you heard those words from the umpire’s microphone, you couldn’t help but feel like breaking down.

Jannik has said that this tournament meant a lot to him, and seeing probably his biggest rival win was sad, not just for you, but for him and everyone supporting him.

Later that day, you were in the hotel lobby when you see a very familiar face. Carlos Alcaraz.

Even though you didn’t like him, you wanted a picture with him to show off to your Carlos-obsessed friends. You didn’t expect much other then to get declined or get annoyed stares even though he won.

“Hey, your Carlos Alcaraz right?”

When Carlos turned around and saw your face, he looked mesmerized, a much different look then you expected.

“Uh- yeah! I am.”

You hesitated a little before asking your question “Can I get a photo if thats okay?”

His face didn’t change at all and he continued to eye you down. You were still confused by his look but didn’t ask further questions.

“Yeah! That’s completely okay.”

You pull out your phone and take a selfie. You thank him and begin to walk away slowly as you text your friends to show off your picture with him.

Carlos was so stuck in his thought remembering your beautiful face features, he didn’t realize that you had walked away until the next couple of seconds. He began running towards your direction.

“Hey! Wait I had a question for you!” you turned around to see Carlos chasing you. This time, your the one giving him the annoyed expression. As you wait for him to answer his question, you also can’t help but to look at his beautiful jawline. You couldn’t lie to yourself, he was hot.

“Uhm- I was gonna ask if maybe you had instagram?”

“Yeah I do why?”

“Is it-“

He was stuttering a lot and it kind of annoyed you, but you waited until he finally got his words out of his mouth.

“Is it okay if I get it?”

You face now turning more shocked than anything, your mouth open, one eyebrow raised, and your eyes wide. Did he just ask you that? Arguably the most handsome player on tour asking you for your instagram?

You decided to ignore that thought, he was just being friendly right? You didn’t think much of it and just gave him your user. He made sure to follow you right away just in case he might forget later.

“Also, congrats on the win” you tell him with a very unhappy tone, you already knew he figured out that you were rooting for Jannik and that made him frown.

“Thanks! Also.. Uh- if you’re free tonight.. there’s gonna be a party celebrating the win? I mean if you wanna come of course.”

“Isn’t that party only for close peopl-“

“And people I invite! So I’m deciding to invite you!”

He seemed very happy to invite you even if you hadn’t accepted it yet. You were starting to get a little suspicious with this whole thing but went along with it. At this point your cheeks were already slightly red.

“Yeah sure, ill come what time?”

Part 1

My Wimbledon Champion (2)

Author’s note: this one is a little rushed so sorry for that😭

After that weird interaction with Carlos, he wouldn’t stop DMing you making sure you were still coming. Every single hour or so he would text you “Are you still coming?” or “You sure?” He couldn’t stop talking about it to you. You didn’t even know if you were friends at this point or just someone he decided to invite .

“Okay, you sure your coming?”

“YES CARLOS FOR THE MILLIONTH TIME, IM COMING”

“Okay good.”

“And what would happen if I didn’t come?”

He just left you on read. The nerves of this man. A little later you sent him a picture of you in your dress to see if there was a theme of some sort and if it was fine.

“Is this good?”

Carlitossalcaraz saved an image.

“Did u just save the picture😭?”

“Whatttt noo…”

“Carlos..”

“I didn’t save it I swear!!”

“Does that mean my dress was okay?”

“Yes please wear it.”

“Little demanding but okay!”

“Your still coming righ-“ the second you saw that text you turned off your phone, that stupid phrase was starting to get on your nerves.

The sun was starting to set, and it was almost time to go. Instead of waiting for the right time to leave, you leave a little early. You wanted to talk to Carlos before anyone else got there. Again, it wasn’t too far so you decided to just walk there. When you entered you saw Carlos and his family there.

You didn’t want to bother them or be awkward so you try to find you way to the bathroom. Only a couple steps in and someone scares you from behind.

“Hey you made it!”

“WHA- Oh it’s you”

“Yeah you made i-“

As you turned around he was FLABBERGASTED. He liked your outfit and you knew it. “Wow.” he mumbles.

“Like it?”

He nods his head while his eyes are wide, lips apart still staring into the dress.

“Its- uh really nice!”

“Now im having second thoughts..”

“No your bea- Its beautiful I promise!”

“Whatever you say”

He leads you to your seat and its right next to his. Out of all these chairs, it had to be next to his, but you weren’t complaining. After that conversation you had with him, you started feeling something but it was way to early to clarify what it was.

Once all the guests arrived, Carlos left you all alone. He made sure to greet everyone politely to not seem rude. He talked to everyone for what seemed like hours and you couldn’t wait for him to finish and finally come back to you.

Seeing him like this being all polite and kind to everyone, shined a different light on him. The old arrogant and self-centered Carlos thought was slowly fading away and turning into some a little more than that…

Finally when he was done talking to everyone, it came your turn to finally have a talk.

“How’s the party?”

“It’s good I’ve been waiting for you to stop talking to everyone.”

“Oh sorry.. I didn’t mean to make you wait” he frowned, you stared at his frown and noticed how cute he is, (even though you noticed that long ago) it was still really cool to be able to talk to him like this and not like he was a celebrity.

“Sooo.. I was wondering how we would keep contact once I go back to Spain” the frown on his face still present but it seemed to get bigger.

“Keep contact? Does this mean were friends?”

“Yeah of course? Weren’t we always?”

“Okay.. I guess I became friends with the world number 2 in just a couple hours.”

“Im just a normal guy pleaseee don’t address me like that.”

“And also I live in Spain as well. I just came here to support Jannik”

His face instantly got serious at the mention of Jannik’s name. Sure they’re great friends, but since YOU were supporting Jannik instead of him, there was a slight problem.

Because he was so blinded by his name that everything started to become a blur.

“Hello? You good?”

“Yeah im fine”

“As I was saying I live in Spain as well so we could meet up sometime!”

His face lit up, almost like someone just brought a lightbulb and stuffed it in his face.

“Really?!”

“Yeah I mean I said that a couple times but I don’t think you were listening”

“I’d be more than happy to!”

“Alright well, i have a flight in the morning so im gonna leave okay?”

“Nooo wait.. stay with me a little longer”

You couldn’t tell if he was drunk or something. First he wasn’t listening to anything you were saying and now he’s being all clingy? You listened to him anyways and stayed for 30 more minutes before leaving to go to your room.

His Physio C.A

Warning: smut ?

The sounds of grunting and shoes squeaking were all over the court as you watched Carlos practice in the middle of summer. His shirt was off and his sweat glistening on his abs as he moves around the court like it’s nothing in Spain’s hot weather…

You’re sitting on the court’s bench with the rest of Carlos’ team besides his brother, Alvaro (which is currently hitting with him) and Juanki who is standing behind Carlos, watching him and instructing his movements on the court. They’re chatting about the rest of Carlos’ schedule for the day, but your eyes are constantly on Carlos. One of them mentions your schedule, which also brings up your schedule as his physiotherapist. Juan Carlos had made an appointment with you for Carlos to massage his sore muscles after his practice in the afternoon.

It was something you were really looking forward to. I mean come on who wouldn’t wanna touch him? Your thoughts were now wandering far far away from what you should be thinking about. It was no secret you had a crush on him for while, but you were scared of what Carlos and the rest of the team would think. Him and his physio dating? It wouldn’t be such a problem with age or anything, your only a year younger and you two have been friends even before you became his physio or he became a professional athlete. But Juan and his manager would throw a fit and make a whole argument talking about how, “He shouldn’t have a relationship at this time,” or “It would distract him, he already had a terrible schedule”.

His practice was coming to an end which meant there was an hour left until you could massage him. He sat next to you on the bench, wiping his chest, his abs and his face. You took a quick glance and smiled even if you weren’t directly looking at his face. Carlos saw what u were looking at and gave you a wink.

“Like what you see?” He says with a heavy Spanish accent and a smirk. He didn’t tease you much, but with the amount of staring you did today, he actually noticed and he just had too. Whatever he was doing, it was working you mumbled a quick “huh?” and looked the other way to start a conversation with Juan.

He smiled again, and then tapped your shoulder. “Come on!! You didn’t answer my question.”. You ignore him and quickly head back to the tennis academy’s fitness building before he gets to your head, the fitness building where all the massage and fitness equipment is stored. You head to a room with a table that he could lay on as you prepare.

He came back from practice, still shirtless and his sweaty shirt he was wearing at the beginning of practice before he took it off a little later was rolled up in his hand. He laid on the table on his stomach waiting for your hands to be on his back. Your glad he didn’t bring up what happened earlier. You start slowly as you talk with him.

“So how was practice?” You ask as you pour oil on him to help with the massage. He shivers slightly when he feels to cool oil touch his skin. “It was good I guess but you still didn’t answer my question..” You roll your eyes, already annoyed by this whole thing. You rub the oil all over his back and he lets out small hisses.

When you actually begin, he let out grunts and praises of how good you were doing, and of course, your mind wandered to other place. Your so turned on, the only thing you can think about is how his body would feel.. But for now it’s just a silly crush you developed hoping it would go away soon, but it doesn’t seem like it will, especially since you get to hear him grunt and praise you like this.

After you finish with his back, he’s realized the effect he’s had on you. He grins and sits with his legs crossed on the table as his hand taps on his thighs.

“Sit,” he says with a low and husky voice, his back still covered in oil. Before you can even think about what your about to do, your body involuntarily moves to his lap, straddling him. He grips your hips and keeps you in place.

“I’ve noticed how you stare at me y/n..” he whispers as he moves his head closer to your ear. He moves a piece of your hair behind your ear as he slowly pushes you right where you want to be on his lap. “So beautiful..” he whispers again. You find your head buried in his neck, you leave kisses all over it making him whimper and asking for more. He keeps one hand on your hip as the other one slowly travels down to your ass.

You start leaving marks, which both of you know you shouldn’t since if the team found out, they would definitely kill you both. But in this moment it really didn’t matter, all that mattered was how he felt against you.

He began pushing you down, forcing you to grind on him. You moan loudly, you’ve been wanting, no needing this. You start doing it yourself which it only gets faster and faster. Soon enough, you feel something grow and it only fuels you more. Now both of you are panting and letting out cusses and grunts wanting more and more, but you know that if you go any farther than this, it will end bad.

Carlos starts kissing you while you move your hips against his, his tongue slowly entering your mouth in a slow dance making you moan in his mouth. You grip his hair, touch his abs and dig ur nails into his shoulders, trying to get a lot of physical contact. Soon enough, you get interrupted from your moment with a knock on the door with a familiar voice.

“Hello? The massage was supposed to end 20 minutes ago?” Its Juanki. You jump off Carlos’ lap no matter how much you truly wanted to stay as Carlos fixes his hair. “One second!” You go and open the door and he looks mad, before he enters, Carlos realizes the marks are still on his neck, he attempts to hide it with his sweaty nike shirt he was using to practice earlier. Juan comes in still confused and mad.

“What’s going on? Why did you finish late?” He crosses arms with a raised eyebrow. Carlos stammers and stutters but you shush him and do the talking instead. “We actually started later than we needed to so we ended later as well.”

Juan sighs, taking in the lie. “Okay but next time make sure to start on time, one of his sponsors have an event today that he’s gonna go to and it’s starting soon so hurry up.”

Both you and Carlos nod. He leaves the room and both of you let out a sigh of relief.

“Phew..”