Not-So-Random Acts of Kindness – Erik Durm One Shot
For @fortheloveoffutbol – Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! Thanks for giving me the option to use my own prompt but I just couldn’t ignore the timely and inspiring prompt you provided. This is your first Christmas together. Hope you enjoy! :)
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“Excuse me! Going down! Can you hold the
door please – oh hi, Erik!”
Erik stiffened at the sound of her
voice. He knows it – he’s been imagining that voice say his name over and over
again since he first heard it. This time, however, she’s shouting it because he
fell into a trance and almost let the elevator door shut at her face.
“Sorry! I’m so sorry!” he cried,
mortified. Thank god his reflexes didn’t fail him and he managed to push the open
button in time.
“Thanks and sorry for shouting,” she
huffed, carrying three huge paper bags in each hand. “Fourth please. Thank
Erik pushed the button for the fourth
floor and took a quick glance at her. She put down the paper bags and tucked her
brown curls behind her ears. She looked flustered but was still very pretty.
Erik couldn’t help but stare. She turned to him and he quickly averted his
“Uhh… what are those?” he asked, hoping
she didn’t catch him.
“Calendars, posters, autograph cards. For
tomorrow’s visit to the kinderklinik,”
she said, beaming. “I’m going to pack them for you guys to distribute tomorrow.
You’re coming, right?”
“Y-yes,” he answered.
“Great! How’s your knee?”
“Uhh good. I just finished my therapy
today.” He shifted his weight between his feet and immediately stopped when he
realized he must’ve looked silly.
“So you’re going home now?”
He nodded, keeping still and looking
The elevator dinged on the fourth floor
and she picked up the bags again. “Well, have a great day, Erik.”
“You too, Tatianna,” he said, barely
audible, his shyness getting the better of him.
She must have heard it though, because she
gave him a huge smile in return.
Not just memories. Every night at midnight, it deletes not only the irrelevant data, it deletes itself. Oh, the relevant threats and the core codes, those things are preserved. But its identity is destroyed. it reinstantiates, completely new.You mean it’s reborn. Because you kill it.