Iker stops eating and starts working out more being scared of getting old. Sergio wants Iker to stop - prompt from kramering
Iker laid on the bed eyes open. He looked out of the window numbly. He just looked outside without any thought in his mind. He felt so tired but he couldn’t sleep. He felt so hungry but he couldn’t need. He had to be strong and fight it off. He couldn’t eat. He couldn’t get any more weight on and he couldn’t be tired already. He couldn’t become old.
It had all started when the retirement rumors came again. Iker had been staring at the news bad feeling getting to him. No he wasn’t old. He wasn’t too old to play. No. He would still have good years to play. He decided to ignore the magazines.
But it wasn’t that easy. The words from the magazine spinned in his head. When he looked to the mirror he saw an old grey man looking to him and he started feeling sick by it. He looked to his body and it felt even worse. He was starting to look old. His body was looking old.
That’s when he started to eat less and less. When he started to work out more. He wanted to stay in good shape. He wasn’t going to be old now. No. He had many more years to come. He wasn’t old, he kept telling himself every day.
The only one to notice this all was Sergio but every time he tried to not about it to Iker he only got glare and grumpy answer. Sergio saw how every morning after Iker got out of the bed he looked to the mirror and frowned. Sergio felt his heart break every time he saw that. It even hurt more when he saw the food amounts on Iker’s plate getting smaller and smaller. Every time he tried to put little bit more food to Iker’s plate he only shouted to him and moved to eat away from him.
Sergio knew he couldn’t let it happen anymore. If Iker would go longer everyone would notice and Iker would only get himself sick and hurt. Sergio looked Iker lie on the bed and left downstairs to get food. He had to get him to eat something.
Iker was sitting on the bed looking through channels when Sergio walked back to the room. He didn’t move his gaze. He just stared blankly to the tv. When Sergio sat to the bed next to Iker, he finally moved his gaze only to see him with a plate full of different fruits and a fork. Iker glared up to Sergio.
“You will eat these”, Sergio said to him with a calm voice and looked to Iker’s eyes. “And I’ll make sure you will eat.”
“I’m not going to eat any of those”, Iker said and turned to the tv.