作者写在前面的话：
又是我的一小段臆想……写于安达卢西亚省Granada的一个酒店大厅里。（我不得不说Kat你这是有多么有感而发……）
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“嘿，你想过来打发点儿时间吗？”
全世界的酒店房间里都写着如此这般的浪漫情节。
瑞士。奥地利。西班牙。几乎全欧洲所有的地方。南美。非洲。甚至是美国。
DАVid开玩笑说他们几乎把全世界都睡遍了。但Fernando觉得这一点都不好笑。
这种关系简直就是肉体交易，真的。
好吧，或许可以称其为高档的三圌陪服务。
回酒店的时候他们两个尽量避免坐同一辆车；如果在大巴上，他们尽量避免坐在一起。他们不想显得太高调。（←译者表示从来没有这么痛恨过所谓的低调……）
尽管他们之间的关系对某些人来说并不是什么秘密，但狗仔队并不知情。他们想维持这种状况。
比赛过后他们总是竭力克制住自己，与对方保持距离。DАVid会坐在酒店大厅里，两脚翘在玻璃桌上，用iPhone查看体育新闻。
Fernando会冲进玻璃移门--通常他因此会踉跄一下--然后他用一只手把头发别到耳后，另一只手仍旧紧紧攥着训练包的带子。
DАVid抬起头，咬住下唇，使劲憋住笑容。
一个点头就是暗示。搭上电梯穿过走廊打开房门，思维运转的速度甚至比笨拙的手脚动作还要慢上半拍；拴上门闩，扯下纽扣拉链，一切就这么迅速地发生了。
和博斯克之间的对话基本上没有变过，当然他肯定怀疑过什么，不过他从来没有盘问过他们--他能怎么说？难道说“别睡在一起，否则你们就进不了多少球”？
哦等等，仔细想想。
他经常安排Fernando和Xabi住一个房间，DАVid和Pepe住一个房间。不过鉴于Xabi和Pepe都知道他们两个的情况，所以不管怎样，他们背着博斯克交换房间也不会有事。除非博斯克敲门想找Xabi但是来开门的却是DАVid，并且他的头发乱成一团，身上只穿着对他来说过长的Fernando的运动长裤。
“如果我们的关系正常点儿，是不是会很美好？”有一天晚上DАVid这么问。
他翻了个身，凝视着Fernando的侧脸。他们正四肢摊开躺在地上的一大堆毯子上--这里是哥斯达黎加的一个酒店房间。两个人都忘了他们是怎么会在地上结束这一切的，旁边可就是床。不过他们并不介意这个。
“什么意思？”Fernando缓慢地回答。
说着他也翻了个身，他们的目光在朦胧的灯光下交集在一起。
“嗯，你知道的，一起住在马德里市内的一个小房子里，养养狗，一起去超市买东西什么的。”
这些想想都是那么美好。公寓，米黄色或是天蓝色或是白色的墙壁；安静的城市生活；咖啡馆里的大声谈笑；在对方耳边小声说的亲密话语—或许是在街上漫步的时候，或许是在躺在他们Queen
Size床上度过漫漫长夜的时候—城市的街灯会害羞地对着他们眨眼，直到第二天清早。
可当他把这种愿望说出来的时候，听上去却是那么荒谬可笑。
“或许等我们退役了以后……不过即使是那个时候……还是不一样……我们还不是我们自己。”Fernando一副沉思状，咬着嘴唇说。
“我真的想做我们自己，真的。”DАVid深深吸了一口气。
他倾身向前吻了吻Fernando的脖颈，他的心口捕捉到了Fernando嘴唇圌间流泻圌出的那一声轻叹。
尽管不愿承认，他们都明白现实绝不可能像他们所想的那么美好安宁。即使是退役了以后，舆论也会永远地压迫着他们，负面消息会败坏他们努力为国家队带来的所有名声。
口是心非的人总能成为所谓的英雄，而敢于说实话的人却成为被诅咒羞辱嘲弄的对象。（←这句话我翻译得太渣了ORZ）
现实大概就是这个样子。DАVid苦涩地想。
既然如此，酒店房间里短暂但疯狂的纠缠还会继续，更衣室里狂乱的呼吸和炽圌热的目光还会继续，担心一切会被舆论毁掉的恐慌还会继续。
This modern love
breaks me.
（我真心觉得这个中文翻译出来一点意境都没有了……掩面……还是看原文吧……）


This Modern Love
“Do you want to come over and kill some time?”
Chapters of a romance written in hotel rooms all across the
world.
Switzerland, Austria, Spain, and nearly all the rest of Europe, South America, Africa, even the United States.
David jokes that they’ve almost covered all the continents,
but Fernando doesn’t think it’s funny.
It’s almost like prostitution, really.
Or at least a high-class escort service.
They try their best not to go back to the hotels in the same car, or sit together on the bus, to avoid being too obvious.
Not that it’s really a secret anymore, to anyone, but the paparazzi still don’t know, and that’s the way they want to keep it.
When they have enough self-control to stay away from one another after matches, David is always the one waiting in the lobby, checking the sports news on his iPhone, his feet up on one of the glass-topped tables.
Fernando rushes in through the glass sliding doors, falling
over himself, tucking his hair behind his ear with one hand and clutching his
training bag with the other.
David looks up and has to bite back the wide smile. （我特别爱这句话但怎么也翻译不出那么萌的感觉……）
Just a nod is all they need, and it’s up the elevator and down the hall, bursting through the door, clumsy hands and feet moving faster than their brains can process. Kicking off cleats and tearing at buttons and zippers and nothing can happen fast enough.
The conversation with Del Bosque rarely changes, and he must suspect something, but he never calls them on it. What could he possibly say? “Stop sleeping together it makes you score fewer goals!”
Oh wait.
He always puts Fernando with Xabi and David with Pepe, who
both know all the details of the situation anyway, so it wouldn’t really matter if they swapped rooms behind Del Bosque’s back. Unless he knocked on the door looking for Xabi and David answered instead, his hair all mussed, wearing
Fernando’s too-long sweatpants.
“Wouldn’t it be nice to have a normal relationship?” David
asks one night.
He turns to lie on his side, studying Fernando’s profile as they’re sprawled across a pile of blankets on the floor of their hotel room in Costa Rica. Neither of them really remembers how they ended up on the floor, along with all the bedding, but they don’t really mind.
“What do you mean?” Fernando replies slowly.
He, too, turns over onto his side, their eyes meeting in the dim light of the room.
“You know, live together in a townhouse in Madrid, get a dog, do the grocery shopping together.”
It all seemed so lovely in his head, a life of apartments and interior décor that’s not beige or sky blue or white, quiet days spent in the city, laughing too loudly in cafes and whispering endearments while wandering the streets and long nights in their queen size bed, the city lights winking coyly at them until the wee hours of the morning.
When he says it out loud, though, it just sounds absurd.
“Maybe when we’re both retired, but even then…It wouldn’t be
the same. That isn’t who we are,” Fernando says, biting his lip pensively.
“I’d like that to be us, though,” David breathes.
He leans in to kiss Fernando’s throat, his heart clenching at the soft sigh that falls from Fernando’s lips.
Neither of them wants to say it, but they both know it could never be that way. Even retired, the news would ruin their legacy forever, taint everything they worked so hard to win for their country.
Making heroes of liars and damning, humiliating, and ridiculing honest men for telling the truth.
That’s just how the world is, though, David tells himself bitterly.
So the string of hotel rooms will continue, the frantic breathing and heavy looks in the locker room, the constant fear of being ruined forever.
“This modern love breaks me.”

附上超短篇：
作者的话：这东西纯粹是我混乱的臆想，一点价值都没有。
他们都注意到了对方身上的一些特别的地方。
Fernando训练的时候左手会戴上白色腕带。尽管DАVid知道他的手腕一点问题都没有。
DАVid贴身短裤经常从他的球裤下露出那么一点。当他们一起在场上的时候，每次Fernando捕捉到DАVid紧致有力的大圌腿在他面前闪过的那一瞬间，心跳都会迅速加快。
Fernando通常更喜欢穿长袖球衣，因为他怕冷。晚上他经常会在不自知的情况下把毯子从DАVid那边全部扯过来。
事实就是--尽管健忘但他从不会忘了这个--Fernando一向喜欢在清早，DАVid还在熟睡的时候，小心而亲切地把球衣从地上拽起来。那些炽圌热的红色，清澈的白色，或是高贵的深蓝，紧紧地贴在酒店房间米色的地毯上。
他把球衣叠好，然后把它们放在房间里另两张单人床的床尾处--他们从不睡这两张床。他的手指划过光滑的布料，对着紧紧靠在一起的两个球衣号码浅浅地笑起来。
7和9，在他们祖国的冠状标志旁那两个柔和的弯弯的数字。
他们似乎总是在不同的国度一起醒来。陌生城市的气息在他们的酒店窗户下四处蔓延伸展。但是有些东西是永远不会改变的。
不过他们在哪里，只要他们在一起，这地方就是他们的家。
DАVid 睁开眼。他轻声哄骗着Fernando回到床上，然后他吻着他，直到他进入梦乡。
（这篇翻译得太渣了…………）

啊啊啊我居然犯了这么大一个错误……天哪我一定是昏头了居然翻译成这样了………………谢谢noway提醒……我错了……（丢人啊丢人啊……）


妄自菲薄这个词看起来好凶残xDDD
总觉得自己的译文没有原文那种subtle的感觉啊

THX~~~

洋妞们写的Nandovilla实在不多……有好几个长篇都弃坑了╮(╯_╰)╭所以我也是无能为力啊T^T
外网上Sernando的力量太强大直戳我洁癖点……
我就指望着Kat的文了……不过最近看到一篇Payback's Fair Enough，不知有没有人翻译过？

回复17楼：我仔细看了一下才发觉。。。很肉很暴力OMG，虾皮还是个知心姐姐的角色== 其他好说，NC-17的地方还是要找人帮忙翻啊。。。@regalolo 

回复21楼：lolo我爱你