My Best Friends' Younger Brother

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"Mimi...what did I say about the Converse?"

I stood before him shyly as I look at my shoes, shaking my head.

"These a-are Vans."

"Same thing, they're not basketball shoes... Well, I went to the store and bought you some things anyway." Travis says as he grabs my hand. He pulls me towards the trunk of his car and when he lifts it I gasp.

I reach forward, grabbing a white basketball. I look at him and saw him smile at me.

"You g-got me a basketball?" I ask him, causing him to nod. "Aww...thank you Travis, it's so p-pretty."

I start to dribble it, and it has the perfect bounce to it. As I do I saw him lift up a Jordans box, causing me to flinch.

When he opens them I see black and white Jordans, seeing that they were small. Only for him to grab my hand and have me sit on the edge of the trunk. He crouched before me, seeing him kiss my knee.

He pulled my shoes off, and I watch him slip them off. Grabbing the shoe I see him start to slip on the laces, my eyes softening on him.

"You...you bought all o-of these things...f-for me?" I ask softly as he nods. "What are those called? I know th-they're Jordans b-but..."

"Air Jordans 1 Retro High. I wanted to get these for you because I know you don't have any. I want you to have them." He puts them on me, and I stand up now.

I look down at them...in love with them. They suited me and what I was wearing too.

"I love them...th-thank you Travis." I breathe, biting my lip as I move some in them. They were a perfect size.

Holding the basketball too, I dribbled some now. As I did I began to feel eyes on me. Looking back up, I blush to see Travis practically checking me out.

I stop now and just look at him too.

"Travis...?"

He begins to walk towards me, standing before me and he leans down some. Not close enough to kiss me, but close enough for me to just see how good he looked at any angle.

"You look so fine baby." Travis breathes in my face, his hand gripping my waist. I smile at him as I look at his lips only for him to bite his lip.

"You look r-really nice too. Very hot, yeah." I smile shyly as he grips my chin sending an air kiss to my lips. I air kiss him back and just wanted to kiss him altogether.

"You're getting me all hot and bothered baby, and for what? - let me stop." Travis husks, pulling away from me now. I see him go towards the basketball hoop and start shooting. I grab the one he bought me, smiling at it being all-white again.

I start to dribble some with my weak hand like he said to. Dribbling more as I just watched him, and he continued to shoot and make it in each time.

I look down at the ball now and try to switch hands. When I do that again and again I realized he wasn't shooting anymore. I look up, seeing him smirking at me. My lips tightening together shyly the more he continued to watch me.

I stop now, and Travis whistles.

"Do you realize how you move your legs when you dribble from hand-to-hand?" He questions me, and I shook my head. "It was like how I move mine. Someone's been watching me."

He smiles as he goes towards me, standing close towards me. The both of us dribbled our ball now and he just looked at me, making me smile shyly.

"You were cute before, but why do you look so fine right now?" He bit his lip at me again and I smile.