FRAT LINE|Year 2&3-KNJ✔️

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++THIRD++

Isn't it? Malia thinks to herself.

Her mind hasn't stopped running since Namjoon got in the shower back at her suite. They had three hours before the game started and used that time to do homework and... other things.

Namjoon apologized after he got out of the shower for not being understanding of her and she apologized for yelling. He told her that he didn't fault her for expressing her emotions but they also don't want their relationship to be just shouting when they need to express things.

Namjoon vows to himself to stop dismissing her emotions about Raeya... with the hopes that she'll never bring the woman up again. The chances are slim being that Malia has to attend dance practice for the rest of the semester and she'll be there. But he can hope.

Malia decided that she was over the argument and just wanted to have him close again. So they made love and then had to shower to wash the sex off. It wasn't until after that, that they got comfy to do homework.

Ten minutes before they left the suite for the game, Namjoon rubbed Malia down in the oil to help soothe her muscles. She stretched in the living room and he joined her. He's not nearly as flexible as she is and she teased him for it. He laughed with her while pretending to be upset about it.

Malia covered the little bit of what's left of the bruising on her left thigh with makeup, deciding that she'd rather not deal with any comments from anybody else about it.

They walked hand in hand to the gymnasium and Namjoon kissed her all over her face and neck before letting her go.

Now here they are, one minute left in the second quarter and Malia is smiling so hard watching her man in his element. He has yet to miss a shot and that, of course, has put him on a high like no other.

That and seeing his girlfriend cheering for him are both mood boosters. He blows her a kiss and she hides her face behind Taija's shoulder as everyone says 'awe'.

The opposing calls for a timeout as Midas steals the ball from one of the players. He passes it to Nathan on purpose while he's being checked by one person. Another is next to him guarding Ty but kind of eyeing him too.

He shakes past him and Midas cheeses and he runs up court with the ball. He makes the lay up and the crowd cheers. His teammates clap for him and hype him up.

"That's what I'm talking about, Nate!" Keem shakes his shoulders as the whistle blows.

The buzzer goes off right after and the time out for the opposing team is basically dismissed being that it's half time anyway.

Namjoon jogs to the sidelines where the dance team is and his eyes search for Malia again. He knew where she was a second ago but it's now halftime so they've moved quickly to start getting ready to perform.

He spots her by the corner of the court fixing her shorts, pulling them down over her butt. He raises an eyebrow as he approaches her. Holding his arm around her waist, he pulls her backward a few feet.

She smiles at the familiarity of his body against hers. Turning to look at him, her heart could leap out of her chest.

"It might be time to let these shorts go." He rubs his hand over her backside once before pulling the fabric of them down to cover the crease of her butt.

"I know." Malia tells him. "But Coach Tammy had to order my uniform shorts on back order a while ago. It said they'd be here this morning but they weren't so I have to wait. Trust me, I know I need to size up. I have to pull these down every couple steps."