Hiro Hamada x Reader One Shots [ D I S C O N T I N U E D ]

Head in the Game

Ok, you and Hiro are on a mixed-gender baseball team at your summer camp~! Sports~! (All the teams are mixed-gender teams)
I don't know anything about sports really so bear with me. xD
You guys are anywhere from 16-18 (choose one I guess)
And you also have been dating since you were 15.
Requested by @purpleninjanerd123
Enjoy this garbage of a one shot! :]
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It's the final week of summer camp at Camp Fransokyo where (Y/N) and Hiro had been attending together since they were five, which means championship games for the camp's sports teams. It's their final year of attending this camp, since they are now (16, 17 or 18) and they would be too old to attend next summer.

Hiro and (Y/N) walked to the baseball field with their equipment, arriving just as the coach was about to start a short practice before the championship game. They put their stuff down on a bench and got ready, then they headed out onto the field. They tossed a ball back and forth to warm up (Y/N)'s pitching arm. (Y/N) decided to start conversation. "I'm really gonna miss this place. This was our childhood," she reminisced.

Hiro nodded. "I'm gonna miss it, too. We could be counsellors next year, though."

"True."

The opposing team arrived very shortly after the coach ended practice, and it was time for the game. Hiro enveloped (Y/N) in a hug and gave her a quick peck on the lips before (Y/N) walked to the pitching mound.

A loud whistle from one of Hiro's fellow male players, who happened to be standing next to him, sounded as (Y/N) walked over to the mound, her hips swaying. "She is fiiiine," the player cooed, exaggerating the 'i.'

This caught Hiro's attention and he slowly turned his head to give a death-glare. His fists clenched as he did so. He hated guys like that, who only liked girls for their bodies. In fact, it was one of his biggest pet peeves. "Sorry to crush your fantasy, but she's taken."

The player just smirked. "Oh trust me, it will end with time."

"Don't be so sure of yourself. It's been a solid (number of years since 15) years. We've come too far to see the end now." (A/N: How did those lyrics from Nothing Left To Say by Imagine Dragons get in there?)

"Don't you get all lyrical with me, Hamada. I'll have her wrapped around my finger as soon as the two of you break it."

[Time Skip to when the game ends because I'm too lazy to write about sports oops]

(Y/N) ran off the mound towards Hiro in the bullpen. They had won the game and it was time to celebrate. She jumped into his arms, sharing a quick kiss, when Hiro caught sight of the cocky squawk from earlier. He eyed the dude as he walked over to their embrace.

Like it was nobody's business, the boy pulled (Y/N) away, turning her around and roughly gripping her arms. As the boy did this, he crushed his lips into (Y/N)'s as if Hiro wasn't there. (Y/N) pushed against the boy's chest, but his grip was too tight and she couldn't get away. She tried to say something but it was muffled against the boy's mouth.

Hiro was in utter shock. He knew the guy was a squawk but he didn't think he would go this far. He stomped over to where (Y/N) was being harassed and landed his fist-hard-against the squawk's jaw. With the boy distracted, (Y/N) was able to shove him away.

"Ever heard of personal space?" she asked sassily, quickly stepping back to Hiro's side. He placed a firm hand on her waist protectively.

"That's no way to treat a lady," Hiro said matter-of-factly to the boy, "Girls aren't play-toys. If you take the time to get to know one, you might actually have a chance of not dying alone. Just saying."
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What was this garbage? I'm cringing just looking at it. I failed this one. Oh well.

I think you guys will like the next one! *smirks mischievously*