author’s note: thank you all for the great feedback on the college athlete au! post, your messages and reactions really make my day~~ i got an anonymous request for an extension on basketball player!yoongi from the college athlete bts post and i was suddenly inspired. i also combined this with one of 100 ways to say i love you prompts bc i’m a cheater and i spend too much time watching naruto to get thru that list otherwise. disclaimer: gif is credited below as cr.; none of the gifs used here are my own, they are simply cropped for uniformity and easy reading
“Come on, don’t do this. It’s the first game of finals and he needs you there,” Jimin’s sweet voice begs through your phone receiver.
“Hm, tough luck. Didn’t know genius Min Yoongi was that superstitious,” you scoff, “Yoongi’s played basketball all his life; he doesn’t need me there to win.”
“Bullshit, you know you’re the only reason he went for a varsity college team,” Jimin retorts. “You’re the reason he’s still playing.”
You huff and cross your arms. “He’s never said that to me.”
“He’s never said it to anyone, but that doesn’t make it any less true.” Screw you, Park Jimin, you think, and your stupid, charming way with words.
“I’m mad at Yoongi, Jimin,” you say after a minute, eyeing the basketball jersey hanging on your clothes rack. You think about him, your stubborn, hard-headed, boyfriend, and sigh.
“Being mad at someone doesn’t mean you stop loving them.”
“When did you get to wise, Park Jimin?” you ask with a smile, crossing your room to take the jersey out of the closet.
“I have always been wise. You’ve just only been noticing me for my pretty face,” he grins, “Now get dressed, I’m coming to get you.”
Jimin promptly hangs up, only to shoot you a text informing you that he’s been outside of your dorm the entire time. That little piece of shit. You quickly throw on a pair of jeans and the appropriate footwear, and gather your belongings.
You eye the jersey one last time, finally taking it off of the hanger. “Why I love a stubborn man like you is beyond me, Min Yoongi.”
It’s halftime when you and Jimin arrive at the gym and Yoongi’s team is still down by thirty points. You’d thought Jimin was exaggerating when he said that Yoongi was really out of it, but when you checked the scoreboard and saw the three fouls he’d committed in the past quarter, you knew he wasn’t kidding.
The uneasy crowd dies down as horns blare throughout the gym, signaling the end of halftime. You spot Yoongi’s distinct tuft of black hair as he shuffles back on to the court, completely unfazed by the loosing streak until he hears a distinct voice amongst the settling spectators: “Yah, Min Yoongi, get your head in the game!”
His head snaps to the source of the voice and the relief that washes over his face once he sees you is something out of a movie. His smile reaches his eyes and he’s something between elated, surprised, and sorry. He wants to run over to you, hug you, kiss you, apologize, and kiss you some more, but as the crowd cheers on in agreement with your call out, he simply sends you a finger heart before jogging to center court. He’s playing for something now; for your forgiveness, and that, he thinks, the more than a good enough reason to win this game.
The match goes into sudden death overtime and Yoongi’s team is quick to jump on his when he shoots the winning basket. Jimin is even quicker to push you courtside to wait for him.
The second he sees you again, he’s hugging you as tightly as he can; smiling, laughing, and taking in the fact that you’re here with him.
“You came,” he says while catching his breath after letting you go.
“Is that mine?” he questions, pointing to the red and gold jersey hanging off of your shoulders.
His smile doubles in size. “It looks good on you.”
You can’t help but smile back at him and let him hug you again, let him pull you as close as he can without a care in the world.
“I’m still mad at you, you know,” you say softly, in between stroking his hair and congratulating him on his win.
“I know,” he whispers back, “I still love you, you know.”
Yoongi can feel your lips stretch into a small smile near his neck. “Yeah, I know, Yoongi.”
“I’ve worked for Disney for about 5 years all together. 3.5 years in the parks and 1 year at Disney Store. People always ask if working at the parks ruined the magic for me. Answer? It didn’t, the Disney Store ruined it for me. It just feels like fake magic to me. They want us to be as over the top as we are at the parks but sadly I just can’t recreate my park magic. At the parks it felt so natural and just came to me. At the Store everything just feels fake. I hate it.”
💎Inoo Appreciation💎He can be so fluffy yet also
🔞 I like how diverse he is and ofc how random he can be(I too can also be random and Keito’s Precious Girl always wonders how she got stuck with me lol)😋His smile and laugh can brighten up any room and anybody’s day.