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[skijumpingf1]

Interesting. Benji and domen are duo we don't see often but if think they are quite close (they definitely been in a sauna together 😅)

[skijumpingf1]

I am watching red bull tv too but i didn't really make that connection 😍 thank you for reminding me

An anecdote for you @skijumpingf1 in case you're watching the other channel: On the Red Bull stream, they were saying Oestvold also jumped 150 in training last year in the continental cup...something like that. Soulmates, haha.

[skijumpingf1]

Are you flirting with me? (D.Prevc x B. Østvold)

Happy to report that I am finally done with my Domen and Benjamin fic. In my head this was supposed to be way funnier but apparently, I am not that good at writing funny. Also, this was the first time I tried to write third person so I am sorry if somethings feel odd. This is set in Oberstdorf 2025 and features an oblivious Domen, a flirty Benjamin and a hint of desperate team Slovenia.

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Something always feels magical before the first ski flying weekend of the year. At least it feels like that for Domen. Ski flying is in his blood. No matter how bad he is at ski jumping, ski flying will always work and this time his form isn’t even that bad. The city of Oberstdorf is already buzzing when the Slovenian team arrives with their buses and Domen tries to soak up as much of this atmosphere as he can. He can’t help the smile appearing on his face when he sees a few fans outside his window. “God, I hate how happy you are when we are at a ski flying hill. Makes me miss grumpy Domen.”, Timi states when he catches a glimpse of his teammates face. Domen just shrugs. “As if you aren’t as excited as me.”, Domen counters. He could see the shimmer in his Timis eyes. Those two are rarely on the same page about something but the love for ski flying is something they both share.

Anze is the first to hop out of the car when they arrive at the hill. Domen follows his teammate and is greeted by a cold gush of wind and a pretty blue sky. Almost perfect ski flying conditions. It’s still relative relaxed at the hill. They are one of the first teams to arrive and its only Friday so there is no big media run anyway. “I think Timi is more excited that his girlfriend is here this weekend.” Their oldest teammate wiggles his eyebrows. Domen can’t help the giggle that escapes him. Lovro behind him bursts out laughing. But it is Domen who gets a slap against his arm from Timi. “Ouch!” “Ups, my bad.” Timi puts on an innocent face. “Anze said it not me.” Domen’s teammate just shrugged. He rolls his eyes. Sometimes he hates Timi. He could count on him, sure. If he had an emergency Timi would be the second person in team, after Anze of course, he would call. But sometimes, like now, he would like to throw him in the ditch.

“You are all just jealous that my girlfriend is here or that I even have a girlfriend.”, Timi states and puts on a beanie. The last words are directed in his and Roks direction. Domen ignores the comment like he always does and goes to the trunk to get his stuff. “I think Domen is very jealous. Right Domen?” Lovro appears next to him and smirks. Internally Domen adds Lovros name to the list of people he hates. He turns around out to counter Lovros comment since it is totally baseless. He likes being single. For the most part at least. But before he can answer, Domen spots something more exciting behind his teammate. Or should he say someone? The Norwegians just arrived and a friendly face smiles at him. Thank God. Someone who doesn’t annoy him. Benjamin Østvold closes the distance between the Norwegian and Slovenian busses with a few large steps. “Hello there.”, he announces himself. Domen lays a hand around Benjamins bicep and drags him away from the bus. The Norwegian follows him perplexed. “You are a life saver. My teammates are horrible today.” Lovro snorts loudly somewhere behind them. “I am just concerned that you are alone. We don’t want you to end up as a spinster.”, Domen’s teammate almost screams. Would he be thrown out of the team if he slaps Lovro? And Timi for that matter?

Benji raises an eyebrow at his friend, when they reach the ski jumping village and Domen lets go of his friend. “What was that about?” “Nothing important. Just annoying teammates and you are a good excuse to escape them.”  For a second Domen thinks that maybe it wasn’t a good idea to drag Benjamin with him. His stuff appeared to be still in the Norwegian car and now he has to go back to get it. The thought leaves his head as soon as he looks in Benjis blue and understanding eyes. “Glad I could help. I can be your knight in shining armour any time.”, Benji winks und grins playfully at him. Domen can’t help but blush. “Thank you but I hope it won’t be necessary.” Strong emphasis on hope. That his teammates annoy him is a constant in Domen’s life. He looks up to his friend who still has a teasing grin on his lips. Benjamin takes a step forward and lays a hand on Domen’s shoulder borderline to bis neck. With everyone else Domen would find this strange, but Benji is a touchy guy. He likes hugging or having a hand on the back. So, Domen doesn’t acknowledge it. “In what hotel are you guys staying? Maybe we are lucky and can get Dinner together.”, the Norwegian asks. Benji is so close and it’s so cold in Oberstdorf that Domen can feel his breaths on his face.

Before Domen can answer, they get interrupted. “Thank you for getting my stuff, Artti. You are the best.”, Artti Aigros sarcastic voice appears out of nowhere. He shoves a bag into Benjamins hands who let’s go off Domen. “Yes, Artti you are the best.”, Benjamin grins to his teammate. There is a quick pat on Arttis shoulder from Benji. See Benjamin really is a touchy guy, Domen thinks to himself. “I hope I didn’t interrupt something?” “No, no. I just had to flee my teammates. So, nothing new.”, Domen answers the Estonian. He lets his eyes scan over his surroundings. No Slovenians in sight. His teammates already disappeared in their cabin. Shit he totally missed this. Rob will be pissed that he is late again. He shoots an apologising look to the Norwegian. “I am late, so I probably should get going. Was nice to see you again.” “See you around, Domen.”, Benjamin replies and puts on his signature grin again.

Turns out that the Norwegian team and his team are indeed staying at the same hotel, Domen realizes when he steps out of the elevator with Lovro, Anze and Rok. Benjamin and Kristoffer are standing in the hotel lobby with one of their coaches. “Great now you are going to leave us too.”, Lovro comments when he spots Domen’s gaze on his Norwegian friend. “No, no. Seems like he is busy.” Domen looks at his friend with a raised eyebrow. For a short moment he considers going over there to ask Benji about dinner. It was his idea to get dinner after all. But the conversation looks important, so the Slovene decides against it. “Also, I am not a traitor like Timi.”, he smirks at Lovro who laughs and begins to walk into the dining hall. Their teammate has a date with his girlfriend and left the hotel about an hour ago. Not really dramatic except for Lovro.

“I can’t believe Timi is getting a good steak while we have to eat this shit.”, Anze complaints when he and Domen get back to the buffet. Domen snorts and sits down next to Lovro. “You could have gone out too. We are here every year and every time the food is gross.” That’s why Domen has opted for rice with vegetables and no meat. “You could have warned me. I would definitely have gone out if I knew.”, Rok complaints and stares disgusted at his food. He took the chicken. A mistake from Domen’s experience. “Fine then we are going out tomorrow.”, Domen sighs and shakes his head. Why are they behaving like he is their leader today? Anze sits literally next to him. “And here I was thinking I could invite you on a Date tomorrow.”, a teasing voice appears behind him. Domen turns around to find Benji standing behind him with his signature grin on his face. The Norwegian places a hand on the back of Domens chair. He wears one of the Norwegian thin team jackets which snaps perfectly around Benjamins body, Domen notices. “If you want, you can join us. The food here is hideous.”, speaks Domen and looks up at his friend. Anze next to him can’t help but chuckle. “What?”, he turns around to face his teammate. The older just shakes his head. “Nothing.” Domen raises an eyebrow. “Nothing?” Anze shakes his head. Now Lovro is the one to laugh and Domen changes to his other side but not without giving Benji an annoyed glance on the way. “It’s just that you didn’t even ask us. Maybe we want to prepare super-secret tactics.” “Not that you are not welcome, Benjamin. Of course, you can join us.”, slides Anze into Lovros explanation. Domen didn’t even think about the fact that maybe his teammates wouldn’t want to have dinner with Benjamin. Why wouldn’t they? Benji is a great guy. He focuses on the man leaning on his chair again. Benji still has a smirk on his face. “Great than you, your teammates and I have a date tomorrow.”, he winks into Domen’s direction.

Later that evening, he and Lovro are laying in their bed. Domen is glad that he can share with Lovro this weekend. Timi would be spilling too much info about his date and Anze would spend half of the night talking to his wife. Lovro is calmly on his phone, like usual, and Domen has a book in his hand. Its late and they should probably head to bed considering there is a day full of ski flying ahead, but Domen can’t put the book down. He barely notices when his teammates shifts so that he is facing him. “Domen.”, he hears a whisper. With a sigh Domen closes the book. He turns to face his teammate, who has his head propped up in his hand. “What?” Lovros face changes from curious to nervous. “Nothing.” Domen can’t help but roll his eyes. “Not again. Just spill it.” “Have you ever been in love?” He expected everything but that. What an strange question? They rarely speak deeper about their personal life. Sure, he knows how wonderful Timis girlfriend is, but he doesn’t know if they ever fight or have problems with their age gap. Lovro tells him about date ideas he has but never tells him how they go.

“How on earth did you get idea to ask me that?” Domen raises an eyebrow and watches his teammate run a hand through his blonde hair. “You never talk about relationship stuff. I don’t even know if you do hook ups or if you are secretly in a long-term relationship.” The truth is Domen never tells something about his love life because there is nothing to tell. He is focused on getting the shape back he had when he was a teenager and that takes a lot of time. It’s not like he never did something. When he still was in school, he experimented a bit with a few cute boys and girls. When he was frustrated after a competition once, he hooked up with a guy in Oslo but that is it.

“Just a few crushes.”, he answers the question honestly. When he freshly got into the world cup, he had a crush on Daniel-André Tande, but he never made a move. “And do you have a crush right now?” Domen snorts. “Nope.” Lovro raises an eyebrow. “Really? Nobody you find interesting?” For a second the image of Benjamin comes to his mind, but he shakes his head. Benji is just a friend who is flirty. Of course, Domen enjoys the attention but that’s it. “Can we go to bed now?”, Domen changes the subject before the blonde can press further. Without waiting for an answer, he turns the light off.

Domen can’t help but look around when he enters the German woods for a quick warm up jog. He hasn’t spotted any Norwegians today which seems odd. Normally they are more than punctal at the hill. Hopefully nothing bad has happened, Domen thinks to himself. The buzzing atmosphere of the hill disappears more with every step he takes into the forest. Lovros question from last night still lingers around in his mind. Was it bad that he hasn’t been in love before? Not really at least. He is 25 already. When he was younger, he always imagined having a partner by now but somehow his priorities shifted. Maybe he should be more open towards the idea of meeting someone. He is on the go a lot. He meets new people. But he never considers if they would be a good fit for him.

Domen comes to a halt at a clearing. He looks up in the blue sky. It’s a beautiful day today, maybe a bit cold. No cloud is around, and he can tell that the sky is getting darker already due to nearing sunset. Weirdly the colour of the sky seems familiar to him. “Here you are!”, he hears a voice behind him. Domen lowers his head and spins around. Benjamin removes his headphones and stops his jog. “Everything alright?”, the Norwegian asks when he comes to a halt next to Domen, who nods. “Everything is perfect. Excited to get a good meal today.” Domen can’t help but make a note to the planned dinner tonight or planned Date as Benji said it. Benjamin smiles lightly at him. “Me too. Good idea from you to leave the hotel. I just wish we were alone.”, he says while running a hand through his hair. Domen is never sure if his hair is brown or dark blonde. In this light, it appears more blondish. “Next time. Rok will never forgive me if I uninvite him.” “I take you word for it. Willingen then? Or is that too full? Maybe Japan?” He loves that about Benji. Benji always takes action. A breeze blows Domen’s hair in his face. “Japan would be cool. The food there is great. I –“ Domen gets interrupted when Benjamin gently brushes the strand of hair out his face. His fingers glide lightly over his temple and Domen can’t help the shiver. “Oh, are you cold? We can try cuddling to warm you up.” The Slovene is too stunt to speak because that seems crazy even for Benjamin. When he doesn’t answer, his friend wraps his arms around. Benjamins smell surrounds him all of the sudden and he can’t help but breath in deep when he hugs the Norwegian back. It feels odd and at the same time it doesn’t. Its Benjamin and him, everything they do feels strangely good. Even when it’s a pointless hug, because he isn’t really cold, in the German woods. Benjamin pulls Domen even closer if its possible and rubs gently over his back. “Better?”, he whispers against Domen’s ear, who can just nod. Benji chuckles and Domen can feel the vibration in his body. As if he just understood what is happening and how close they really are, Domen’s heart begins to race, and his face gets warm. Before Domen can say anything, Benjamin lets him go. A hand still lays on Domens side, though. He misses the heat from the Norwegian instantly. “We should do this more often.” What is that supposed to mean? Domen can feel Benjamins observing gaze on him, waiting for a reaction. But Domen doesn’t know how to react.

He gets saved by the ringing of his phone. “Sorry, I have to take this.” His voice feels raspy. He steps away from Benji, who still looks at him with that damn understanding face. As if he knew that he caused confusion. Domen doesn’t even look at his phone to see who is calling him when he answers. “Hello?” “Hello to you too. I just wanted to wish you safe flights today.”, Cene speaks. Another odd thing to add to the list of things that happened today. His brother normally never calls him. Well not never but rarely. “Okay thank you?” He can hear a chuckle from Benji next to him. “Who is that?” Apparently Benjamins laugh was audible over the phone. “Benjamin.” Cene pauses for a second and mumbles something quietly, which Domen can’t grasp. The Norwegian’s gaze is still on him, and it makes him nervous. So nervous that he doesn’t even ask what his brother meant. “Alright than have fun with Benjamin.” His brother sounds amused. Another thing that confusing him right now. First the whole Lovro questioning him, then the hug thing, then the call from Cene and now this answer. It feels like he is missing something. Something big that everyone around him has figured out already. Domen doesn’t get to say something back to his brother. Cene already hung up.

 A look at this phone tells him that he should be already back in the cabin. “Fuck. We are going to be late.”, he says in Benjis direction. Benjamin snaps out of comforting look or what ever and curses. In unison both of them start to jog back into the direction of the hill. Neither fully warmed up. When they reach the village, they nod to each other and disappear in their respective cabins. Lovro is already on his way up the hill, which makes Domen even more nervous. Even Timi is already starting to change. “I was a minute away from being worried.”, the younger one says. “Forgot the time.” Domen slips in his suit and grabs his back. The rest can be done in the waiting area or in the lift up. “I can tell. Did you have fun in the woods?” “What?” The hug with Benjamin comes to his mind again. The way the scent of the Norwegian surrounded him. Timi rolls his eyes. “Just go Domen.”

The smile on his face doesn’t disappear. He finished 3rd. His first podium of the season. Timi finished first but Domen is too pleased with himself to be jealous. They are already back in the hotel, getting ready to go out for Diner. Well, Domen is getting ready while Lovro is sitting on their bed and playing on his phone. “I think I will go to the lobby and wait for the others.”, his roommate says and gets up. “I will be down in five minutes.” In Domens opinion his hair looks extra messy after using the helmet. A bit more time to fix it, is just necessary. “I hope so. The reservation is in 15 minutes.” With that Lovro leaves the room and lets Domen alone.

It takes Domen four minutes until he is pleased with his hair. He grabs his wallet and looks around the room to see if he, or Lovro, forgot something. His gaze lingers on the bouquet he got on the podium. Timi gave his to his girlfriend. Domen never knows what to with his flowers. Sometimes when his sisters or his mom are around, he gives them his flowers. He should really find a good use for them other than throwing them away.

Domen takes the two flights of stairs down to the lobby. He can spot his teammates instantly. They are standing in a circle a bit away from the front desk and talking. Rok looks borderline distress. Anze, who has his back to him, shakes his head repeatedly. With a few short steps he gets over to them. “Do we think he really doesn’t know?” “Oh, come on. You know him. Of course he doesn’t.”, Lovro and Anze say before they notice Domen. He raises an eyebrow. “Who are we talking about?” A guilty look appears on Roks face. So, they talk about him. Anze pats him on the back. “Oh, just Timi and how everyone still talks about his girlfriend.” This supports his thesis even further. Anze never talks like that about Timis relationship.

“What do I not know?”, Domen speaks up. Lovro lowers his head and Rok bites his lip. Dare he say they look caught. He lets his eyes wander between his teammates. “So?” They exchange a quick look that he of course notices. What on earth is going on? Did he forget something? Did something bad happen? “Benjamin is flirting with you.”, Lovro bursts out. All heads turn in his direction. Domen opens his mouth but closes it again. What did he say? Benjamin is flirting with him? Surely Lovro has gone insane in the last five minutes. “No, he isn’t?” Because there is no way his friend has been flirting with him. At least not in a way his teammate is thinking. Benji is a flirty person. From time to time, he makes a comment, but not just with him. “Lovro, why did you say something?”, Anze hisses. The blonde points at Domen, who still shakes his head in disbelief. “He doesn’t even understand it now that I presented it to him on a silver platter. If we won’t tell him, he will never figure it out.” “You are all ridiculous. Benji is just friendly.”

Now Anze turns around to him and raises an eyebrow. “No, he is not just friendly. He literally called the diner a date.” Rok nods in agreement. “They way he smiles at you is insane and he clearly searches your presence. Like yesterday when he leaned on your chair.” Maybe Rok isn’t too far off, Domen thinks. Because Benji is always in his personal space, not that Domen is complaining, but he notices it. And the Norwegian is always smiling around him. But doesn’t he do that around everyone. He lets a hand glide through his hair. Shit now its probably all messy again. Anze puts a hand on Domen’s shoulder. “And if we are right and he is flirting with you. How does it make you feel?” How does he feel? Confused that is certain. If Benji, if Benji really flirts with him, does it mean that the Norwegian is interested in him? Domen thinks back to the hug and how Benjis hand lingered on his waist. He thinks back to all the comments Benjamin made. God. Maybe his teammates are right. Probably not but maybe there is truth in it. “I need to talk to Benjamin.”, he blurts out. Lovro laughs a bit. “Go on that date. We get some takeout.”

The restaurant is just a few minutes away from the hotel. Domen spots Benjamin instantly. The Norwegian is standing there with his hand in his pockets leaning against a streetlight. Apart from the light its already dark outside. Benajmin wanted to stroll around town a bit after the competition, that’s why he is supposed to meet Domens team there. Just that Domens team isn’t with him. He swallows hard. He will probably make a fool out of him if just straight up asks Benjamin. But what else is he supposed to do? Before Domen can think more about all of this, Benji notices him. With a swift motion Benji stands up straight and a big smile is making its way onto his face. Domen can’t help but smile back. Not as bright as his friend, though. “Where is your team?”, Domen gets asked when they are in earshot of each other. He just shrugs and keeps walking towards the taller one. When he is within a meter of Benjamin, he stops in his tracks. “They are not coming.”, he finally answers. His voice feels shaky. Quickly he rubs his hands over his jeans to try to calm himself down. Benji smirks at him. “Even better.” So far Domen hasn’t dared to look into the eyes of Benjamin but now he peaks up. Trying to see the reaction to all of this. Benjamin does the same. Fuck. What is he supposed to say now? He barely even registered what the Norwegian said.

“Are you flirting with me?” Benjamin takes a step towards him so that they within 30 centimetres of each other. He leans his head to his right side and smirks at Domen. “Took you long enough to notice.”, he almost whispers. Domen inhales sharpy. “You are flirting with me? I thought Lovro was crazy.”, shakes Domen his head. Suddenly every interaction with the Norwegian is painted in a new light.

Benjamin brushes a strand of Domens hair out of his face. Slightly he brushes over his temple. Domen shutters again. Like he did that morning. “Oh, are you cold? We can try cuddling to warm you up.”, Benjamin repeats his words with the right corner of lip raised, forming a half grin. “Oh my god.”, the Slovene mumbles more to himself. How did he not get this? He would like to slap himself for that level of obliviousness. “If it helps you, it makes you even more charming.” “It doesn’t.”, Domen laughs and put his gaze towards the floor. His cheeks are getting hot meaning he is probably blushing. He can feel Benjis finger under chin, raising so that he looks at him again. Benjamin is still smiling, like he always does when he is around Domen. “This doesn’t have to change a thing between us, if you don’t want to. I have been your friend, and I will still be your friend, if you are not interested in me like that.” Like most of the time, Domen doesn’t know how to respond. He takes in the man in front of him. With his blond brownish hair that Domen always wanted to run his hand through. The blue eyes that always remind him of something he can’t grasp. Then he knows how to respond. Without thinking too much about its Domen closes the gap between them completely and kisses the Norwegian. Benjamin doesn’t even need a second to react and pulls him closer. Hand on his hip. The feeling is electric. Better than flying down a ski flying hill. Domen wraps his arms around Benjis neck, while he still kisses the soft lips of the Norwegian.

Out of breath Benjamin is the one to end the kiss. Not without giving him another short peck. Domen can feel his heart racing and he already misses his lips. Benjamin has a look on his face that he rarely has seen. He looks pleased, satisfied. “Finally.” Domen can’t help but lick over his lips to get the taste of Benji back. “How long?”, he dares to ask even if he doesn’t really want to know the answers. Too embarrassing. Benjamin shrugs. “Two years. Give or take.”  Domens eyes get big. “God. I am so sorry.” “I mean at first, I was more subtle, but it was my new years resolution do finally really act on this. So, it took you less than a month.” Domen hides his face behind his hands. “Lovro had to tell me. Who knows, how long I would have taken.” Benjamin wraps his hand around Domens and forces them out of his face. “I will say thank you to him, when I see him the next time. But now we have a date.” He intertwines their fingers and presses another short kiss on Domens lips. “Well, if they still take us. We probably missed our reservation.”, Domen smiles at him. “If so, we can just go somewhere else. But that Date in Japan is still on too, right?”

[ablogtocheck]

Haha, glad to be of service 😁!

An anecdote for you @skijumpingf1 in case you're watching the other channel: On the Red Bull stream, they were saying Oestvold also jumped 150 in training last year in the continental cup...something like that. Soulmates, haha.