𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐋𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐅𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 {𝐭.𝐠𝐠𝐮𝐤}

𝐅𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐲-𝐅𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐡

Fifty-Fifth
:Chapter Fifty-Five:

     Game day. Winner takes all. This was the game. This was for the championship; the title.

Everyone, the entire Panthers team, worked incredibly hard for this and here they were, on the bus to meet at the designated playing field.

     Taehyung sat in the very front, AirPods shoved deep into his ears as he watched the cars alongside their bus. He wasn't sitting by anyone but that was his choice. He opted on being alone to regather himself and his thoughts.

Nervous wasn't at all close to how he felt. He felt like the whole team was betting on him being a good pitcher, him not being a nervous wreck, and playing good. Sure they were because, to be fair, Taehyung wasn't their original, muscle-headed, addicted to steroids, speed ball starter.

He was a backup. Regardless if Jeongguk technically was cleared to play, he was a backup. Taehyung did give it his all though, he really did. Whenever they practiced, Taehyung did as best as he could.

Just, admittedly, Jeongguk was better. Hell, that's why the two hated one another to begin with. Because Jeongguk was always better. And, because of a petty comment Jeongguk made when he was super young but besides the point.

Taehyung just felt doubt and anxiety all pile on each other. He tried to use music as a way to calm his nerves but it wasn't necessarily helping him.

He just tried to keep high hopes.

     "You nervous?" Questioned Jeongguk to Hoseok who had his arms loosely crossed over his chest, leaned back in his seat.

"Extremely." The elder answered shortly.

Jeongguk hummed. "Why? You guys will kill it for sure." He assured, patting the thick of Hoseok's thigh.

"Easy for you to say. You've won plenty of these, not only that, you're not even playing." Hoseok uttered, immediately looking over. "Sorry, I wasn't saying that like a—"

"No, I know. You're right but still, I truly believe you guys are going to do great." Jeongguk offered a soft smile, nodding. "Don't doubt yourselves though, that's only speaking it into existence."

"Pfft, tell that to your boyfriend. He damn near had a panic attack earlier over it." Hoseok replied. "I helped him, he's just really in his head about it right now." He cleared, not wanting to seem like he was putting the boy down, he really wasn't.

"I'd be in my head too but you guys got to believe in him as much as he has to believe in you guys. If there's no trust or communication, kiss the championship goodbye." Jeongguk replied, saying nothing but actual facts. "He's trying his hardest. As much as I want my position back, he's . . . Earned it, I guess."

". . ." Hoseok looked back to his side at Jeongguk who was mid-eye roll. "You didn't deny when I said he was your boyfriend." He wiggled his eyebrows.

Jeongguk frowned. "That's what you got from all of that? I decide to be motivational and you're concerned whether I'm dating my enemy or not? I retract my earlier statement when I said you guys were going to kill it, you'll fuck it up worrying about nonsense."

"No, no," Hoseok chuckled. "I heard everything you said. That's great, yeah, believe in each other. Team work equals dream work! But you and Taehyung,"