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#i have literally never written a Ted lasso episode coda
hmslusitania · 1 year
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“Oi. Listen up.”
Jamie keeps working the knots on his boots but he echoes in on the “yes coach” that the rest of the lads throw Roy’s direction.
“Me and Keeley are back together,” Roy says. “So I don’t want to hear about any of your friends or sisters or who the fuck ever who are single and just perfect for me, got it?”
Jamie gets halfway through wondering who on the team is ballsy enough to try and offer their sisters and single friends to Roy, but across the room, Dani is already throwing Roy a respectful salute.
“Yes, Coach,” he says.
“Well, Coach Kent, I think I speak for everybody in here when I say that we’re mighty glad to hear that,” Ted says.
“Feels like everything’s right in the universe again,” Beard agrees.
“Yeah,” Jamie mutters. “That’s all just fucking perfect.”
The only person close enough to hear him is Sam, who shoots Jamie a questioning look, both eyebrows raised.
Jamie ignores him, finally finishes with the knots in his laces, and doesn’t hurl his boots at Will, but that might only be because Will catches them gracefully and they don’t hit him.
It’s not like… Jamie isn’t, like, 100% over Keeley. He knows that. He doesn’t think he ever will be, but he doesn’t think anyone ever actually gets over their first love. Especially not when they know, without question, that they’re the one who absolutely fucked it up.
And he knows that. He had his chance with Keeley, and he fucked it, and it’s a matter of the better man winning and Roy is the better man and he won, and so Jamie does not understand why he’s suddenly feeling like someone’s kicked him in the bollocks of his heart or whatever.
It’s good. Keeley and Roy are good together and they’re two of Jamie’s favourite people and he wants them to be happy, and they’ve seemed happier when they were together and…
And so what that for a while it seemed like maybe Roy had fucked it with Keeley himself, and he and Jamie were in a club together about it. So what that they were getting close enough for Phoebe to assume Jamie was Roy’s best friend and Roy didn’t fucking tell him to his face about Keeley and put him back in the same level as the rest of the team? So fucking what, yeah? It doesn’t matter.
It matters when Roy turns up at Jamie’s at four in the morning like everything’s normal.
“The fuck is your problem?” Roy asks when Jamie just starts running rather than waiting for Roy to catch up.
“I don’t have a problem, Coach,” Jamie says, and he really shouldn’t, but it feels like a lie.
“Like fuck you don’t,” Roy says.
“You really want to pry into everything wrong with me, Coach Lasso?” Jamie shoots back.
Roy grumbles but stops prying lest Jamie — rightly — accuse him of more Ted-ness.
Jamie trains, and he runs until he can’t feel his legs anymore, and only then, when it’s past dawn, does Roy bother him about it again.
“Are you going to be weird about me and Keeley?” Roy asks.
“No,” Jamie says but that feels like a lie too. “Just thought maybe you’d tell me in person about it because we’re best friends now and all.”
Roy frowns. Jamie braces for whatever sort of rebuke Roy’s going to throw at him — that they’re not best friends, that Roy’s love life isn’t any of Jamie’s business, that Keeley’s love life definitely isn’t any of Jamie’s business anymore.
“I don’t…” Roy starts, slow enough that Jamie pauses mid stretch to stare at him. “I don’t know why I didn’t. But you’re right. And I’m sorry.”
Jamie feels his mouth fall open. It’s just blank shock.
“Don’t be a twat,” Roy scolds when he sees Jamie’s face.
“I’m not, I’m just — wow, Roy Kent apologised to me,” Jamie says. “I’m flattered.”
Roy rolls his eyes, but fond, and Jamie abruptly remembers the last time he’d claimed to be flattered. Colin, recently out to the team, and the team trying to do a headcount and figure out who else in the locker room must be queer.
Jamie’s still not sure how the rest of the lads seemed to entirely miss Trent Crimm’s rainbow mug and Dolly Parton shirt, but they had and they’d looked mostly at him.
“I guess I thought you’d be… jealous,” Roy says, snapping him back to the Richmond Green.
“Nah,” Jamie says.
“Because I know you’re still a little in love with her,” Roy points out.
“She’s Keeley fucking Jones, you don’t just get over her,” Jamie replies and falls forward to do some press ups rather than have to look Roy in the eye anymore. “But mostly I want her to be happy.”
“Yeah,” Roy says, gruff but like he gets it.
“Believe it or not, I want you to be happy to,” Jamie adds, speaking to the grass and tree roots between his hands. “Because you’re Roy fucking Kent.”
Roy doesn’t respond to that, and Jamie keeps staring at the ground. For a moment, he thinks he’s overstepped, and then Roy kicks his heels up to rest on Jamie’s back.
Jamie smiles and appreciates the burn of the extra weight in his triceps and shoulders.
“I appreciate it,” Roy says finally, and something in Jamie’s chest fractures.
It’s not like Jamie doesn’t know what bisexuality is. He’s spent enough time around Keeley that it’s come up frequently. But there’s been some sort of block that sounds a bit like his fuck of a dad between him knowing that, and knowing it about himself.
Because he finally gets it, dripping sweat into the dirt in the early summer morning. He is jealous of Roy and Keeley getting back together.
Trouble is, he has absolutely no idea if he’s jealous of Roy for getting back with Keeley, or if he’s jealous of Keeley, for getting back together with Roy.
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