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YURI ON ICE X KUROKO NO BASKET AU????

Or, YOI is technically a sports anime but doesn’t follow a lot of tropes, so what if I did an AU where it does? And I just happen to love KnB, so basketball it is. High school sports + the Power of the Team and Friendship ™ + student life + training camps + graduating senpais etc…

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Cordially, Jimin

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: You / Jimin

Rating: R (mentions of sex)

Word Count: 6,121

Summary: When you start work in your new office, the last thing you expect is a distraction. Especially not one as cute, witty and impossible to handle as Park Jimin. A story told through correspondence.  (fluff + humor)

Originally posted by bangtanofarmys

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hush

When you dream like Ronan can, you get to be a light sleeper.

It’s so late it’s early on an autumn morning when he hears the soft sweep of his bedroom door opening.  It’s an unmistakeable sound, not like the skittering of something he might have pulled from sleep, which means that he doesn’t reach for the knife he has stashed under his pillow.  Habit makes his heart pick up its pace anyway, frenetic against the cage of his ribs for a long moment.

For a moment he thinks it’s Blue, but Blue isn’t that tall and doesn’t walk like that.  She also smells like sweet pastry and something floral, not like gasoline and cold air, like Adam Parrish does.  

Adam Parrish, who is breaking in Ronan’s room on a school night, puts his arm out for Chainsaw when she makes her low croak and flutters across the room to him through the pitch dark.  She lands on his forearm, scrabbling for balance in a way that must at least leave marks.  Ronan is familiar with the feeling; he’s added a few new scars high on his shoulder.

She mutters something to Adam very quietly, reaching out to run her beak along the hem of his shirt at his shoulder.  There isn’t anything quite so familiar as watching Chainsaw interact with Ronan’s friends, like a black feathery version of himself, except with less knowledge of social boundaries.  Adam puts up with her fussing for a moment before moving his arm so she hops off onto the desk.

“S’up,” Ronan says rather than asks, his voice a sleepy rasp.  Adam doesn’t respond, but he does come close enough to slump with his back against the edge of Ronan’s mattress inside the curve of Ronan’s body where he’s lying on his side. “You can get in.”

“Yes,” Adam agrees, but makes no move to join Ronan on the mattress.

“Hate to be the one to point this out,” Ronan says, after a minute. “But aren’t you meant to be in Massachusetts right now?”

“Observant,” Adam mutters. “I couldn’t sleep.”

“What, yesterday night?” It’s an eleven hour drive, give or take, between Harvard and here. Ronan can say that with great certainty, because he’s made it more than once.

Adam shrugs tightly, shoulders shrinking up to his ears and then dropping sharp and final. “For a while.”

“So you drove to Virginia.” It isn’t a question. 

“Are you enjoying stating the obvious?” He sounds annoyed, now.

“Just clarifying,” Ronan replies, with a turn of amusement. “I know how you feel about assumptions.”

Around them, the Barns are quiet with a hush that the two of them can barely break, supernatural in its totality. This moment, with just them, feels very small amidst that. 

Ronan reaches out and curls a hand around Adam’s nape, feeling the heat of his skin and the delicate shifts of his heart. Quietude that isn’t found in the house of prayer is something new to him, in a way, something he’s still learning. Adam, for all his driven purpose, is a good teacher.

“I’m tired,” Adam says, eventually.

“Get in the bed, then,” Ronan replies, unimpressed.

“No,” Adam corrects. “I’m tired.”

That, Ronan can understand. That bare-boned exhaustion that goes deeper than pain, deeper than the body itself, something that sinks in its teeth and holds hard. He’s lived it, he knows Adam has too, but he wishes, intrinsically and inescapably, that they don’t have to live like that anymore.

Life doesn’t work like that, for people like them.

Ronan murmurs, “Yikes.”  His tone somehow manages to be vaguely sympathetic and derisive at the same time.  It’s a talent.

“Yikes,” Adam echoes. He sounds like he’s smirking. He reaches up and peels Ronan’s hand from his neck, examining it like it’s a foreign thing. As ever, his careful regard is its own creature.

“I’ll offer you a deal,” Ronan suggests. “You get into bed and try for a half hour to sleep, and if that doesn’t work we’ll get up and do something.”

“Do what?”

“Shoot hoops, I don’t know. Fuck sake, Parrish.”

“Like you’ve ever done that in living memory, Raven boy,” Adam says. “Move over.”

“Hard sell,” Ronan says, but does as Adam orders. Adam toes off his sneakers and shoves off his jeans before shoving underneath the covers. The two of them fit together familiar, awkwardly shaped with their sharp elbows and jutting stubborn chins and everything else unused to giving ground but still, somehow, managing to anyway.

Adam empties a breath into the pillow and Ronan’s shoulder, slow. His hand presses over Ronan’s heart. He doesn’t make it five minutes. Ronan, lost in the fragility of Adam’s skull curved in his palm and the easy slump of his limbs, breathes until he follows Adam down.

It’s not the answer, to sleep. It’s just a start.

you know, in the summer, sana and isak and even will hang out at this park with a basketball court and sana will bring her ball and it’ll be 20:00 on a friday night, and the sun will still be up but it’ll be a little colder, with a gentle breeze, and it’ll be sana’s favorite weather. and the first time the boys try shooting hoops, isak is actually pretty damn good at it, and sana is like “hmm, not bad, not bad!” and isak smiles wide at her and replies “just admit that i’m really good, a master, the best you’ve seen all year, the -” and then even is wrapping an arm around his shoulders from behind, and he’s mouthing “blah blah blah” at sana and she starts laughing, and when isak notices, he gasps and smacks even’s arm 

and the funniest thing is that even is actually really bad, he doesn’t manage one successful shot, no matter how close or far he is from the hoop. and sana is trying to teach him the right way to do it, and she says “you’re the tallest one here! you’re supposed to be naturally good at this!” and even sighs, little smile on his face and he says “i’m not sure that’s how it work”. and then they go get themselves popsicles and they eat them on a bench and at some point isak and even try to intertwine their arms to eat theirs, but it’s a little clumsy, and the popsicles are melting a little, and they’re giggling. and sana wants to tell them “you guys are the cheesiest couple i have ever seen in my entire life”, but instead she just sighs contentedly, because, yes, they are the cheesiest couple she has ever known, but they’re also some of the loveliest people she has ever met, and some of the best friends she has ever had, and she’s so glad she gets to spend some of her summer nights with them, and that they’d try to share her passion for basketball with her, making her laugh and have such a good time, and she wouldn’t trade them for anything 

anonymous asked:

this is no request, but where do you think bts would meet their girlfriends?

shame this isn’t a request because it’s a good one.

seokjin:

  • at the supermarket.
  • seokjin is the most outgoing towards strangers of the bunch so i feel like he’d be the most likely to strike up conversation with someone. 
  • by the vegetables.
  • maybe you’re giggling to yourself because that carrot looks like it has a nose.
  • maybe he shows you a frowny potato.
  • holds up a beet like “i’m feeling pretty upbeet today.”
  • “you deserve a beeting for that one.”
  • “oh, can you hear my heartbeet?”
  • “okay, let’s not beet around the bush.”
  • next thing you know he’s making you dinner.

yoongi:

  • coffee shop.
  • idk maybe the baristas keep confusing your orders because you always drink the same thing.
  • maybe you have to share a table when the shop is full.
  • maybe you start talking in the queue about the shop’s terrible music.
  • maybe you spill his coffee once and have to buy him another.
  • or maybe you’re the cute barista that always tries to cheer him up a bit when he comes in for coffee four times a day.
  • all i know is yoongi drinks a lot of coffee.
  • so that’d be the place he’s most likely to interact with new people.

namjoon:

  • the park.
  • it’s no secret where namjoon likes to go to be by himself.
  • maybe you share a bench.
  • or the shade of a tree.
  • maybe you’re both reading the same book.
  • or maybe you tell him you like his outfit.
  • either way he’d be thrilled to have an interest in common.
  • and will talk your ear off because the boy is passionate ok.
  • and he has a lot to say about the author, or how he put his outfit together this morning.
  • and before you know it you’re going to thrift shops looking for something unique and cafés to read and talk amongst yourselves.

hoseok:

  • exhibition.
  • you’re at a gallery or museum and so is he.
  • maybe you have an itching question about one of the pieces and end up discussing it with him.
  • maybe he asks you to take his picture.
  • eventually you go get coffee to talk about this and other exhibits you’ve attended.
  • and meet up again to go see a new exhibition together.

jimin:

  • through dance.
  • let’s just say i’d be very surprised if jimin doesn’t end up with a dancer of some sort.
  • dance is jimin’s first love in so many ways and he spends a lot of his time practicing.
  • i think he’d like someone he could share that with, someone he can both work and play with.
  • maybe you share a studio.
  • maybe you attend a workshop together.
  • maybe you work with him.
  • maybe he helps you with a particularly difficult routine.
  • or maybe one of you sees the other perform and talks to the other after.
  • and soon enough you’re doing couple choreography.

taehyung:

  • in the line to the bathroom.
  • idk but put taehyung in a line of people waiting quietly and it’s only a matter of time before he starts a conversation.
  • he’ll open up with a simple comment about your hair.
  • or shoes 
  • or a complex fact about space that namjoon told him the other day.
  • and if you respond well to it, congratulations you have a new friend.
  • so you exchange numbers.
  • going from there is the tricky part, especially when he gives you the cold shoulder and tries very hard to act cool.
  • but if he thinks you’re cute it’s gonna show.

jungkook:

  • arcade.
  • you just came to get rid of some spare change but this boy came to WIN.
  • it’s quite a sight tbh he really shows that basketball game who’s boss.
  • so you go shoot some hoops on the game next to him, and things start getting pretty competitive when the game announces your points.
  • when you’re done he’s like “good game.”
  • “lol i surrender, you’re too good at this.”
  • next thing you know you’re shooting zombies together.
  • and jungkook kicks your ass in dance dance revolution.
  • but he wins you a plushie from a claw machine to make it better.

Okay but imagine Sportacus just- crying???

HEAR ME OUT THO. LIKE

He’s hanging out with the kids in the park, and they are playing basketball or something and Sportacus is watching them shoot hoops and is cheering them on

….but then he starts thinking about how good the kids are getting at sports, and how good they are at keeping a healthy lifestyle

and he just starts thinking about each of their good qualities and how they are all going to grow up to be such fine adults who raise good kids and he just

STARTS CRYING in front of all the kids just- out of no where, because he loves them all very much and is just so proud of them

and then the kids all stop playing and they look concerned like “Sportacus, what’s wrong? are you crying?”

and he’s like “Yes, *sobs* ”

“why?”

“I’M SO PROUD OF YOU-”

and he is just losing his shit and the kids aren’t used to it, so they are a little weirded out?

but then Robbie comes along and spots Sportacus and he just sighs like “Oh no, not THIS again-” LIKE HE’S SEEN IT BEFORE

he’s like “c'mon you sentimental nerd, let’s get you out of here”

so they leave and the kids are just like “????”


I JUST NEED CUTE PROUD BLUE DAD

Title: Coach Negan

anonymous requested: Can you do a coach negan fan fiction where he looks out for one of his students because they’re getting bullied or somet thanks x

Character(s): Negan and Reader (pre-apocalypse)
Summary: Coach Negan takes a liking to you and after he witnesses the bullying that you endure, he shows you just exactly how special you are.
Word Count: 3,448
Warning: SMUT!!! 
Author’s Note: Thank you to the anon who sent this request in! I was so excited to write this story. I mean, a Coach Negan fic? Yes, please. So, I hope whoever sent this in, enjoys this one-shot! I figured I’d add some smut because I just couldn’t help myself lmao. Enjoy! :-)

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Pregnant | Zach Dempsey

⚠️SMUT warning ⚠️ Your POV.

“…go deeper” you moaned, printing Zach to lift your leg over his shoulder and push himself further into your body. Your mouth formed an ‘O’ shape as Zach slowly pounded into your special spot. You used one hand to grab Zach’s shoulder and he other to grab the sheets besides you.

“Fuck!” Zach moaned as he neared his orgasm. He kissed you roughly as he thrusts began to speed up. The room was filled with your moans, heavy breathing and he sound of the headboard constantly banning into the wall.

Zach felt amazing inside you, he made every inch of your body tingle “Ah-oh my god” you called as you reached the peak of your orgasm then biting down on your bottom lip to shit yourself up. Zach wasn’t finished yet and continued to ride out your orgasm so that he could reach his own. “Shit- I think- I’m cuming” Zach stuttered before closing his eyes and letting out a long deep groan. He then carefully slipped his penis out of you, causing you to man again and causing Zach to chuckle. He then lay on top of you, propping himself up on his arms so that all his weight wasn’t on you and continued to kiss you. Gently gliding his tongue over yours and holding your chin between his thumb and forefinger.

“that. was. amazing” you said in between kisses. Zach just smiled back before placing kissed on your chin, neck and chest- gaining a few giggles from you.

“Zach?” A voice called.

Yourself and Zach immediately jumped up, covering yourselves up with the duvet. It all happened so fast but you manage to catch a glimpse of Zach’s mum stood at the door before she quickly shut it, once she had realised what was going on.

"Sorry…urm- dinners ready” she muddled through the other side of the door.

“Mum. Go” Zach demanded in frustration. You picked up your bra and panties off the floor and began to dress yourself.

"I’m so sorry about that” Zach sighed as he clipped the hooks at the back of your bra on.

You didn’t say anything, just continued to get dressed”

“You don’t have to be embarrassed. My mum, she’s kinda cool with that stuff, she always walks in on me”

“Yeah Zach. I really wanna hear about you hooking up with other women” you say sarcastically as you pulled your shirt over your head.

"Sorry babe. I wasn’t thinking”

—— 5 weeks later ——–

You hadn’t talked to Zach much since the day his mum walked in on you two at it. I guess you we’re avoiding him because you we’re embarrassed. The convocations you did have would only be through texts or quick catch ups in the hallway, on the way to lessons. And that wasn’t right.

You walked into the sports hall on your lunch break and saw Zach practicing his shooting.

You just sat on the bench and waited for Zach to turn around and notice you.

“Holy shit Y/N, you cared me” Zach grasped as he held his chest. You chuckled and walked over to him with our hands in our jacket pockets. To your own surprise, you hugged him, tightly clenching onto his sweaty body.

"What was that for?” Zach asked you as it stepped away from him “I thought you wasn’t talking to me?”

“I was- I mean- I am” you say “I was just embarrassed about the whole thing.

"Right” he answered. He jogged over to the ball and picked it up. You watched as he began to shoot hops again, completely ignoring your presence.

“Are you mad at me?” You question

"Can you blame me?” He responds “You’ve been treating me like shit”

You scoff and shake your head in disbelief “..well I need to talk to you so..

"I’m listening” Zach interrupts then jumps up to shoot another hoop. And of course, he doesn’t miss.

“At least look at me, damn”

Zach ignores you and you raise your eyebrow, the only sound in the hall being his shoes sliding across the floor and the ball hitting he net. You begin to crack your knuckles (nervous habit) then looked around the hall to assure yourself no body was listening, so that you could blurt out

“Zach. Im pregnant”

Zach watched he ball shoot through the hoop with his arms still in the air. He then turns around and faces you

“What did you just say?” He asks

"I’m pregnant” you repeat- this time slightly quieter

“No” Zach says, running his hand through his hair “Your not pregnant. We used a condom”

"Are you saying I’m lying?”

“That’s not what I’m sayi-

You fling your backpack off your shoulder and rummaged through it for the positive pregnancy test you had taken exactly two days ago. You throw it to Zach and he inspects it.

"Are you sure? Did you do it right?”

"There’s not many ways to pee on a fucking stick Zach”

He turns it over

"Fuck!” Zach yells sending an echo through the room.

“Yeah, I know” you agree “What are we going to do?”

"I don’t know. I don’t want this. I wanted to go to school and become a fucking marine biologist, not end up on teen mom” he stresses, all in one breath.

“I know it’s not what you want but I’m carrying your baby Zach. It’s already happening, so what the fuck are we going to do?”

"I don’t know Y/N. I just…I don’t know, ok?”

Zach hands you the pregnancy test. You take it from him and just watch as he lowers into the ground, burying his head in his hands. You felt bad for him, really bad.

"Zach?” You called but he doesn’t look up at you. You crouch down I front of him and gently grab his arm “Baby, everything’s gonna be fine. You can still go to school”

“And what about you?” He sniffles “What about your future?”

He want crying but was damn sure on the verge of it.

“..Don’t worry about me. I guess, this baby is my future now” you tell him

"Don’t say that Y/N” Zach says, finally meeting his eyes with yours. You linger in each other eye for a moment before the sound of scuffling feet grabs your attention. You snap your head and see the coach jogging in, making you and Zach stand to your feet.

“Y/L/N your not supposed to be in there. Dempsey doesn’t need any distractions right now” he calls

"Yeah I was just leaving” you tell him

The coach holds the door open for you, letting you know you’ve outstayed your welcome.

You look up at Zach “just call me or I’ll call you or whatever” Zach nods in response and you smile before making an exit out the building.

_______ Well damn😳what d'you guys think of this one x

Originally posted by knightlley

LES MIS MODERN AU — broship aesthetics: grantaire & gavroche

making a mess, sarcastic quips, shooting hoops and basketball tricks, roaming the streets, doing impressions, setting up elaborate pranks, getting bored of activities halfway through, going out for pizza, twisting their cap round on their head, wearing the same t-shirts for days, going out of your way to do each other favours, always having an apple in your pockets, energy drinks, pokemon, all-out halloween costumes, staying up way too late. (requested by anonymous) 

✮ —————— SUPERGIRL SENTENCE STARTERS.

’ This is… this is great news! ’
’ Hey, get away from the ledge, you’re gonna get hurt. ’
’ This one has the “S”. For “Super”, just like your cousin. ’
’ I just can’t hear you over the loud color of your cheap pants. ’
’ I’m the hero. ’
’ Oh, God. Is that smell you? ’
’ I see you share your cousin’s appetite for wanton destruction. ’
’ Three showers and I still smell of reek oil. ’
’ I went from superhero to eco-terrorist in a single bound. ’
’ I am not doing that interview. ’
’ How can you be so sure? ’
‘ I watched it happen for years with your cousin. ’
’ Reading glasses and a good slouch? ’
’ I see a city full of people who need help. Who need a hero. ’
’ Oh, no. I’m sorry. I meant to say who are you? ’
’ Trademark pending. ’
’ Have you lost your mind? ’
’ What were you thinking giving interviews? ’
’ It was more of a private conversation that’s being published. ’
’ What’s next? A book deal? A reality show? “Keeping Up with the Kryptonians”? ’
’ When did you even call him/her? The second I left? ’
’ I made a promise to your cousin. If anything ever happened to you… ’
’ I’m just trying to keep you safe. ’
’ It wasn’t supposed to be this way. ’
’ Your story… Your story is just starting. ’
’ I’m just dealing with an escaped alien prisoner. ’
’ You’ve spent more time in the Friend Zone than the Phantom Zone. ’
’ I am not in the Friend Zone. ’
’ Well… did you notice any of her/his other attributes? ’
’ Tell me, what do you think makes her/him a hero? ’
’ What can I get you? Or are you not allowed to drink and fly? ’
’ I was surprised, you’re usually a little more glib. ’
’ You said, tonight, you always build in fail safes. ’
’ I would never barter a child’s life. ’
’ I just can’t figure out why you did it. ’
’ For the record, I care about everyone. ’
’ You may have fooled this city, but I know you were behind this. ’
’ Finally, something we can agree on. ’
’ The fun is just beginning. ’
’ Can you hack into hospital records? ’
’ Easy-peasy, fresh and squeezy… ’
’ You were really mad, at something else. ’
’ You need to find, find that anger behind the anger. ’
’ You let that thing get away. I thought you were on our side. ’
’ It fought harder this time, harder. Faster. ’
’ It’s like it knew you’d choose to save those people. ’
’ Would you like me to call your mother a car? ’
’ I am the sole survivor of my planet. ’
’ You never get sick. That’s the best part about you. ’
’ Bow your head when you approach me! ’
’ Are you sure you want to do this? ’
’ It’s time for us to be a family again. ’
’ You’re gonna wish I’d died with the rest of them! ’
’ But can you look me in the eye and tell me that you are prepared to kill? ’
’ I’m very boring and really normal. ’
’ So, um, I’ll just get out of your hair. ’
’ You know, you guys could have told me. I can keep a secret. ’
’ I know there’s nothing anyone can say to make you feel better right now. ’
’ We are going to bring this thing in together. ’
’ I’m not leaving you alone with that thing. ’
’ That is not some anonymous alien you’ve brought in. ’
’ You’re compromising the security of this entire operation. ’
’ I would think you’d understand that better than anyone. ’
’ It is what makes you a hero! ’
’ That’s the difference between soldiers and heroes. ’
’ You waisted your ammo. ’
’ Without you, the world is a better place! ’
’ Without me, you’d be dead! ’
’ Please remember I would never try and hurt you. ’
’ I hate a generic sports metaphor, but that interview was a touchdown. ’
’ You wanna fight about it? ’
‘ I have too much self-esteem to kill myself. ’
’ I’m making stupid mistakes, like today. ’
’ The public will forgive you, I promise. ’
’ Ah, you do have a cell phone? Can I get that number, please? ’
’ You think I wanna do this? It’s the only way to win. ’
‘ I mean, that was terrible, but it was awesome. ’
’ We’ve never saved anything together. ’
’ I’ve dreamt of this moment. The two of us teaming up. ’
’ Um, not exactly sure you have to tell them that. ’
’ I can’t believe I didn’t see it before. ’
’ This is it for me, this is my calling. ’
’ The enemy has come in the guise of heroes. ’
’ You don’t get a chair ‘cause you don’t work here. ’
’ They have not left you, even in the face of death. ’
’ You ever spend time inside a foster home? ’
’ So just chill with the attitude, okay? ’
’ How can you, of all people, say that? ’
’ I know what you’re gonna say. I should have waited for you. ’
’ You didn’t give me a story, you gave me a half-baked idea. ’
’ I got the impression you didn’t want to spend time with me. ’
’ So, I memorized that fake ID for nothing? ’
’ I was shooting some hoops last night and hurt some ribs. ’
’ My whole life, I have been a sidekick. ’
’ I hate to break it to you, dude, but you don’t have superpowers. ’
’ I have a black belt and you’re right, I don’t have powers. ’
’ What do you have against a good old romantic comedy? ’
’ Yeah, your punk rock phase was very strange. ’
’ Are you slurring your words? ’
His Name [5]

Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8
Words: 7.6k
Genre: Angst, Multiple Personality!Au
Summary: Jeon Jungkook is a puzzle with too many missing pieces from his past and too many sides. Somehow, it’s become your job to solve him.
→ Inspired by the Korean Drama - Kill Me Heal Me
Warnings: Topics of mental health. Mentions of death, suicide and medical disorders.
Disclaimer: Although this piece of work required lots of in-depth research and was attempted to be as accurate as possible, at the end of the day, I am not a psychologist and this is fanfiction. Specific things may be altered or exaggerated for story-telling purposes. Please take all medical terminologies and procedures with a grain of salt.

Cr.

You’ve always hated the colour orange.

It reminds you of the eerie jack-o’-lanterns that haunted you as a child every Halloween. It reminds you of the sour citrus your mother used to give you, the carrots you used to dig out of your soup, your pet goldfish that you had to flush down the toilet once it died, the basketballs that hit your face and gave you a bleeding nose.

As an adult, you still hate the colour orange - especially because when he’s wearing it.

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Rollercoaster // (Zach x Reader)

Summary: Zach takes you on a date at the local fall carnival.

A/N: This was not requested. Hope you guys enjoy this imagine; I know I take super long with these so it means a lot that none of y’all have complained about my lazy ass. LOL. I’m so happy you guys enjoyed my past imagines, thank you so much for the notes. <3

Warning(s): A little cussing 


“Two wristbands, please,” he asked the ticket salesman at the entrance of the fall carnival. It was a Wednesday afternoon and the local carnival was filled with Liberty High students who had just begun Thanksgiving break. “I cannot wait to get my hands on a funnel cake and eat it all up,” he said while waiting for the wristbands.

You and Zach Dempsey had been longing for one another ever since you transferred into Liberty High. You were quickly recruited to the cheer team, and though every single jock’s eyes were set on you, your eyes were set on Zach.

After months of late night phone calls, study sessions, and casual after-practice fast food runs, he finally gathered up the courage to ask you out on a real first date.

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