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Did I drive you away?
I know what you'll say
You say, "Oh, sing one we know"
“Sis, meet my teammates." A voice had just spoken within the large walls that had white paint and engraved lines across the hall days before the final preparation for the 2019 FIDE World Cup. “They don’t bite! Some of them are just intimidating for you, that’s for sure!”
"Don’t say that Kirill! I’m not one of them!” One of the Russian guys with a Balenciaga sweater replied. He was one of the shortest members of the team. “I’m Daniil Dubov , nice to meet you."
The older woman offered a handshake. "Nice to meet you, Daniil!”
Another tall figure came to her and she was very shocked knowing that— " Evgenyevich !"
“Hello, sestra !” The other one replied and hugged her. "Long time no see! I’m happy that I am able to see you, Y/N!"
“Kirill mentioned." Y/N replied and she was smiling brightly.
Kirill crossed his arms, “I didn’t expect that you greeted her all away immediately, Andrey .”
“Haha, what gives? Sestra noticed me right away! I cannot disagree on that!" Andrey replied with a giggling sound, Daniil seemed to be displeased. “Sorry old man!"
"I am not that old! You brat!” Daniil replied that he almost ended up smacking the tall youngster. “Can’t you see it wasn’t only me who was old!"
"But you are the one of those old men here!”
"Evgenyevich!”
"Alright, alright Dmitrievich, fine. I’m sorry my man!"
One of the guys who was crossing his arms and quietly observing the computers that were inside of the hall became Y/N’s curiosity. Daniil then released a laugh. “You wanted to know that guy?”
"O-oh!” Y/N replied as she became flustered in pink. "N-no, I’m not—”
"That guy is Nepomniachtchi.” Another player had come to approach them. “Ian Alexandrovich Nepomniachtchi.”
Y/N became shocked as she turned her head seeing some figures she knew. "S-Sir Sasha!”
Kirill placed his palm on his face. "I didn’t expect Y/N knew Sir Alexander Grischuk, wasn’t she?"
A woman laughed and tapped his arm. “She was an avid fan of chess. That’s obvious.” She said,
"Ma’am Kateryna.” Kirill was supposed to protest until.
Y/N approached Nepo for the first time and tapped his shoulder. “Are you busy? Hi! Y/N Alekseenko."
Ian had turned his head around and raised his eyebrow. “Y/N? Oh, I didn’t expect to see you here. Good to meet you again.” After that he walked away towards a chess board where one of his colleagues called him.
Y/N felt disbelief. She was basically greeting him like the old times back in their high school days, where she always greeted him with a smile or a tap on the shoulder.
But he might change for a while.
I hope he changed after seeing me again. Y/N said to herself.
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But I promise you this
I'll always look out for you
Yeah, that's what I'll do
”Alright, gentlemen! Prepare yourselves for the whole day of the FIDE Cup! Make sure to win!” Y/N had heard the president of FIDE, who was also a Russian, tell the members of the Russian delegation. “Ian! Show them who was the future WCC Challenger!”
Nepo ended up crossing his arms, his eyes ended up meeting Y/N and he noticed that she looked away.
Is she going to watch us? He asks himself, while Kirill was actually giving him a stare that he can barely understand. Of course, why the heck he was staring at Y/N, whom he showed some cold treatment to while she was watching her own brother. What an idiot he was, right?
“You have seriously liked her since high school, do you?" A voice had cut off Ian’s thoughts.
It was Dubov.
"Shut it, man. What do you mean?!”
"You may thought that I don’t understand those shining, shimmering and splendid sparks in your eyes while staring at Ms. Alekseenko, yes?”
"Don’t you dare.”
"Oh, I won’t dare to tease you right in front of her. Too bad, even Andrey knew about your so-called “cold treatment” to her.”
"And I don’t like what I am doing."
“You don’t?!"
“You thought that I liked it?!”
Andrey tapped Nepo’s shoulder. “Don’t worry, sestra don’t mind how cold you treated her the first time you saw each other in years!"
Nepo just sighed.
I will seriously make sure to keep an eye on her. I won’t miss this chance. Nepo replied as he continued to remember the time they had bren used to be close.
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My heart is yours
It's you that I hold on to
Yeah, that's what I do
Couple of more rounds of the FIDE World Cup, Ian ended up bumping into Y/N as she was basically working on how she could help Ian with his preparation for the WCC tournament against Magnus Carlsen.
“Y-Y/N..”
"I-ian, h-hey!” She greeted him with a smile while she was fixing her tablet. “H-how are you?"
“G-good. I guess." Nepo replied with a guilt in his heart. He recalled the time Kirill had talked to him personally about his sestra .
“She doesn't have a plan to get married at all?!" Ian asked while Kirill was drinking some smoothie and waiting for their teammates nagging towards the buffet.
Kirill crossed his arms, “If she could confess to the person she was looking forward to talk to for the rest of her life, sure thing, sherlock."
Ian raised his eyebrow, "Is that Caruana—”
"It was you, Ian.” Kirill looked at him, which made Ian surprised. "It was you who she was madly inlove with.”
Ian pointed out himself. “M-me?"
“Don’t tell me that—"
The Russian genius had released a sigh. “I’ve actually been waiting for years! Since before graduation, I thought she was avoiding me!"
"Are you serious?!”
"Of course! I am totally serious, dang it!" Ian replied while placing both of his hands at the back of his nape. “That’s why every time we are together, there are always sparks!”
"Sparks?”
"That electric feeling everytime she holds my hand or whatsoever. ”
Ian just stood there, in the opposite direction of Y/N, he held her hand and met her eyes that had sparkling lights that were dancing.
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And I know, I was wrong
But I won't let you down
“I had made a huge mistake to you, Y/N." Nepo said while he placed one of his hands in his pockets.
“S-sorry?” Y/N replied with a confused look on her face.
He stared at her and grabbed her hand, he then began to show the old side of his. The goofiest Nepomniachtchi that Y/N had known.
“I never had a chance to admit my admiration to you.” Ian said while making some faces and Y/N ended up laughing. "Should I ask you out for at least a chance to date you?”
Y/N laughed. "Should I disagree with you, Nepo?”
Ian kissed Y/N’s hand, "Of course not.”
And I saw sparks
Yeah, I saw sparks
Sing it out
It took years after Ian and Y/N got married and for things worse, the most goofiest person in the world was hidden in its closed doors.
“Nepo! Put that frying pan back in the kitchen!"
"I will hit the turkey in the head!”
"Ian!”
"I’m serious around, babe!”
“Alexandrovich!”
Ian ended up standing in the same spot where he was caught by Y/N and has already hit the turkey in the head using the frying pan. “What the hell are you doing?!"
"Uh… Nothing?!”
“I will checkmate you and get back here!"
What were the sparks they had now? Well, Not sure exactly.