Imagine an underclassman just running up to Mirio, hugging him, and crying, and he just patiently pets them and holds them till they're done
Mirio isn’t even surprised when he sees an underclassman run towards him. At this point, students know that they can come to him whenever they need to vent, need a laugh, need to be comforted or just need to cry. He suspects that this was caused by the fact that he tends to meddle in people’s affairs. He doesn’t really mind it, though. He wants to help people whenever he can.
The male opens his arms, ready to give them a hug. The underclassman wraps their arms around him and quietly starts to cry. His facial expression softens as he wraps his arms around them in response. “–Cry as much as you need to.” He starts to rub their back in a soothing manner.
They stay like this for a while.
The oldest student has completely forgotten his surroundings. He is focused on the crying student. He knows that one shouldn’t get distracted by their surroundings when they’re trying to comfort someone.
When he hears that the crying has stopped, Mirio stops with rubbing their back and, instead, raises one of his hands to patiently pet them on the head. He knows that, sometimes, a person needs time to calm down after having cried. The male has seen people cry often and understands that by now.
Sniffling, the younger student removes their arms from Mirio and Mirio removes his arms as well. He opens his backpack and reaches into it. The male takes a pack of paper handkerchiefs out of it and gives it to the underclassman.
“Go drink some water. You just lost a lot of it and need to stay hydrated. Also, I recommend talking to someone close to you about what made you cry. Talking can help a lot.” His smile becomes gentle as he pets them on the shoulder. The underclassman nods quietly in response.
If you are in the mood to write prompts - #27 Thomas/Miro, because that sounds so much like Thomas :P and also I'm so happy for you being at yesterday's CL match!!!! omg one day I'll get to see a Bayern home game hopefully. <3 <3
“A few goals would be nice,” Thomas loosely says, the way he does when he’s mostly talking to himself. He’s been watching Miroslav plan out a training session for the U-17s all afternoon. From his chair, the new coach turns to him, a raised eyebrow. “Well yeah,”
Thomas laughs at that, because it was always like Miroslav to catch every single detail. He pushes his back from the bed he’s been resting on all day. Miro turns back to the board with the names and positions, trying to discover some secret that he still hasn’t figured out.
“You know– I do miss you scoring goals.” He tries, hoping to get his attention. It doesn’t work, Miro mumbles something in reply that doesn’t make out to be anything. Thomas decides to get up and take matters into his own hands.
“I bet the world misses the sommersault celebrations, your undeniable quality with all of your fair play. I even know the strikers from the German national team miss you..”
Miro wraps an arm to Thomas’ waist, pulling him closer. He doesn’t miss the hint of the smile on his lips. “Do they, now?” However, his attention is still on the board, probably wondering if he should switch from a 4-2-3-1 formation to a 2-4-4.
“Of course,” Thomas continues, a grin now also spreading across his face. “Wouldn’t it be amazing if coach Klose also won a world cup?”
It finally works, and between a soft laughter, Miro pulls Thomas down on his lap. “As much as I like that idea; it’s a very hard to do,”
“I’m sure the world cup top scorer shouldn’t have any problems now,”
Miro raises an eyebrow at him, “I had help fro–” He starts, but Thomas stops him with a kiss. But before he can deepen it, Thomas pulls back.
“Tell you what, coach, let’s make a deal: if I score against Arsenal on Wednesday, you’ll win the world cup with us.”
“Fine,” Miro impulsively agrees after raising an eyebrow unimpressed, the way Thomas knew he would. He may be a serious person, but he’s still a man who wants to win championships. All he needs is someone to push the right buttons. Thomas grins.
A week later, Miroslav sighs when he finds out he’s not starting. Watching the way Bayern are playing, it seems almost impossible that he’s not on the field. He can’t help but smile when Thomas gets subbed in five minutes before the match is done, scoring a goal two minutes later against the critics and the inconsistent goal droughts.