Oh btw in wbtgvoraj Jim is supposed to be about a decade older than Jedediah

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Oh btw in wbtgvoraj Jim is supposed to be about a decade older than Jedediah

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the sun falling behind the horizon put oranges and purples fading into each other upon the skyline, creating the most genuine and nearly watercolour painting. the warm hues spread all across the court and once in a whilst faint rays of sunshine washed over jaehwan’s eyes, gifting him with distraction, so the thrown ball managed to meet just the backboard’s rim. and as he tried to aim perfectly, he bent his knees not by much and squinted in extreme concentration — and to keep the blinding gleam away from interrupting him yet again. but another failed attempt only resulted in giving siwan a reason for a good laughter.
no matter how desperate he was to finally shoot a basketball without coming off as that guy, who shows off his dribbling skills for nothing, and to keep a focused expression of a professional, the corners of his mouth went upwards to form a frisky grin that exposed his bunny-alike teeth. slowly turning his head in the younger’s direction, he emitted a throaty chuckle.
and now jaehwan can’t help but examine siwan’s curved up lips and then his eyes, pure and glittering stones of onyx which’s luster is even more complimented by the setting sun. his mind wraps around the innocent joy gracing the male’s face, the tension in his fingers loosens before the sound of the ball bouncing off brings him back to the tangible reality.
faking a cough, as though to cover up his short moment of reverie, he stepped towards the rolling ball and picked it up swiftly.
“let’s make a little deal,” jaehwan begins. “if i make a score, i want something in exchange.” adding in his characteristic low voice, he hardly carries on looking into siwan’s eyes without wondering what really nests in them. “i want you to—” a lump in his throat interrupts him. “i want you to bravely fight back and stay for a while longer.”