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Baseball

I sat in the cold bleachers as a cool breeze blew. I watched the intense game of baseball. The tension form. The crowd was insane.
Finney step out onto the field getting into position with his bat in hand. He stared at Bruce waiting for the ball to be thrown. If finney got a home run he would win the game.
Bruce threw the ball and finney missed it by a second. Strike one
Bruce threw again and finney hit it sending it flying across the field as he ran from base to base earning a home run and a winning game.
Everyone cheered and clapped for the team.
I slowly walked onto the field where so saw finney celebrating his win. He looked around and saw me walking towards him. A smile plaster on his face and he walked up to me with open arms.
I hugged him right before placing a soft kiss on his lips. A slight blush appearing on his cheeks as his hands moved to my waist.

"Good job finney!" I saw making eye contact with him
"Thank you y/n" he says fiddling with my belt loops
"Do you wanna go to my house and hang out to celebrate your win?" I ask smirking lightly
"Sure! What do you want to do?" He ask as we slowly start walking to the dugout so he can collect his items
"We could cuddle,watch a movie, make out, cook" I saw sneaking it in
"Hm? Make out?" He says as he grows red
"Maybe" I say shrugging as we walk onto the side walk towards my house
"I like that idea" he says

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