You and Miles playing basketball
“Boooo”
The orange and black basketball hit the rim of the net and bounced away toward the gate on the right of the court.
“You know my shots are trash when people watch me asshole!” you shouted running after the ball.
“Excuses…” Miles laughed holding his hands out signaling you throw the ball to him.
As soon as you grabbed the ball you turned around tossing it directly into his hands.
“Excuses nothing, you were burning holes into my head with your eye.”
He checks the ball to you.
“Not my fault, you just have no aim. Matter of fact let me get my glasses maybe you’re just blind.” said as he pointed over to his gym bag.
An overwhelming sense of annoyance took over your body that caused you to roll your eyes at him.
“Very funny…kiss for good luck?” You smiled bashfully eying the boy as he stood a few feet away.
Miles placed his hands on his hip and shook his head, His long twists (eek!!) swung about as he did so.
Immediately you threw your head back, the momentum making you stumble a few steps backwards. The boy's hand brushed back his hair as he spoke.
“Get this next one and maybe I'll consider it..”
You hummed and nodded as you dribbled the ball getting ready for the shot. The cool current blew your shirt to the side as you lifted your hands to shoot and missed.
“Know what? I’m a better handler anyways fuck it-”, you muttered deciding to let the ball roll away instead opting for a drink.
Miles ran after the ball as you walked over to his bag, your shared bag for some cold water.
After a few seconds, he met you at the bleachers where the bag was located.
“Give up?” he gave a cocky smirk that made you want to kick and kiss him all at once.
“Maybe… I'm tired,” said as you lay down across the cool metal.
A tinge of sympathy showed up as he spoke.
“You tryna leave?”
“Mm- do you still wanna play?”
“A little bit, Practice my three-pointer.”
“We can stay I'll just watch you…” you said looking up at him shielding your eyes from the sun.
The boy smiled shyly before he turned away to hide it. But, you didn't notice it completely still practically being blinded by the sun.
“How ‘bout I lay here with you..” he set the ball under the bleachers and laid down on the one next to you.
“I thought you wanted to practice?” You sat up with a confused expression looking at him.
“This is better…”
You giggled.
“You’re corny man..”
After a beat of silence, the boy sat up and gently grasped your chin gently turning your face towards him. Without hesitation, he leaned down pressing his lips to yours for a moment.
Once he pulled away you felt heat rise all the way from your feet to your face.
“I'm cool with that”.
Miles with any hairstyle is my weakness. Also, I feel like I need to expand more on the actions in between dialogue but it's so hard! Anyways thank you for reading. Requests are open now so don't be shy!
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orochimaru would absolutely have the audacity to show up to the bimonthly Otogakure Survivors Support Group meeting in the konoha rec hall. restraining orders be damned. he waltzes in with his slutty new body and sits in one of the folding chairs and when yamato tries to tell him to leave he just waves a hand and says “oh please, don’t mind me, I’m just here to reminisce~”
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I just realized that I literally just left a browser tab open for months for the webpage where I found this because Data is such an ethereal babe in this picture
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