#panyan

For you I am going to cheat and give you way more than a sentence because you have been waiting for this fic forever. Enjoy Panyan!

Nicole sat the basketball down on the bench, picking up one of the many reusable water bottles scattered along their belongings.

Waverly watched with rapt attention as Nicole brought the bottle with the unicorn sticker on it to her lips. Her head tilting back exposing more of her long pale neck glistening with a thin layer of sweat as Nicole took a long drink from the bottle.

Waverly stood glued to her spot a couple feet away, teeth pressing into her lower lip when a few drops of water escaped the side of Nicole’s mouth, rolling slowly down her chin before falling onto the material of Nicole’s sports bra.

She was just about to close the distance between her and Nicole, and yank her into a rough kiss when a bony elbow dug into her ribs.

“I’d appreciate it if you didn’t eyefuck my sister right in front of me,” Trent said, both his voice and face emotionless, but his brown eyes shined with amusement.

Waverly looked down at her sneakers, attempting to hide her quickly reddening face, turning nearly the same shade as Trent’s hair at his comment.

“Didn’t you know we only agreed to this little pickup game so we could watch the two of you run around all sweaty and half naked?” Chrissy asked pushing Trent away and towards his sister, but not before slapping him on the ass.

“He can be such a dick sometimes,” Chrissy mumbled with a shake of her head, picking up two of the water bottles and handing one off to Waverly. “But that ass of his definitely makes up for it.”

Waverly rolled her eyes at her friend’s comment and shifted her attention back to Nicole, who had picked the basketball back up and moved onto the court once more, looking as at home with a ball in her hand as she did in her uniform.

Nicole dribbled around the court, seemingly in her own world as the rest of them took a much needed water break and a few more minutes to catch their breath.

Waverly sat down on the bench, sipping her water slowly. Her eyes following Nicole around the court, weaving in and out of imaginary players to the hoop.