[6:55 pm] Opening the door to the gymnasium, you were met by loud cheers and the sound of basketballs bouncing against the floor. Looking around the room, you spotted the two teams warming up, dribbling around on the field and aiming the balls to the tall hoops on each side.
You walked over to your usual spot on the bleachers, on the bottom row next to your friends who were waving at you - but your eyes were glued to the field, looking for someone. And suddenly, there, shooting a three-pointer was Minhee. You smiled almost instinctively at the mere sight of him, a few drips of sweat running down his neck and his shirt clinging onto his body, but managed to tear your eyes from him to greet Hyeongjun and Woobin who were now laughing at how immersed you were in the game that hadn’t even started yet.
But just a few seconds later, Minhee was jogging over to where you were now sat. You cocked an eyebrow at him, confused at what he was doing, but he signaled with his hand for you to come closer, which you did. There was a little height difference as the bleachers were a bit over the ground, meaning that you were taller than Minhee for the first time ever.
“What are you doing? You need to warm up,” you hummed at him.
“Give me a kiss!” he started, and you chuckled. “It’s for...” He paused, looking like he was searching for the right words. “good luck.”
You shook your head, laughing lowly. “Are you serious?” He nodded quickly. “You’ve never needed it before!”
“Please?” He pouted, clasping his hands together in front of him as if he was begging you. You rolled your eyes but smiled, before crouching down to him, cupping his cheek in your hand and attaching your lips onto his in a sweet kiss.
You had to pull away from him the moment you heard hollers - not only from your friends next to you, but pretty much the entire hall. There were screams of “you go Minhee” and “get a room!”, making your cheeks grow hot as you stood up straight again, moving back to your seat. He looked up at you one more time, pointing at you and yelling “I’ll win this for you!”. You smiled and blew a kiss to him before he turned his back on you, running off to his team again - and that’s when your eyes landed on his coach, standing on the side of the field and shaking his head at your boyfriend.
