Ha-ri pov, friday evening
"Basketball teams have 5 players! not 4!" I shouted.
Yoongi rubbed his hand on his forehead. "Do you see 10 of us?"
"This is dumb."
"We're playing for fun!"
"Ok. Ok, enough," Namjoon looked at both of us. "Yoongi. You'll be a shooting guard, Ha-ri, you'll be a power forward."
I looked at the boys confused.
Lisa spoke up. "Power forward. Aka number 4. Your job is to stick by the net and get re bounds and block the other players shots."
"Make sense?" Jungkook sneakily touched underneath my hoodie and swarmed his hand around my waist.
"Do I just stay there?"
Tae sighed. "No. You move up with your team."
I nodded and moved closer to Jungkook craving his touch. His fingers slipped between the waistband of my shorts and he grabbed at the thong I had been wearing, I tried focusing on the rules, but as he tugged the fabric of the thong rubbed along my clit it made me horny. I wasn't wearing a sanitary pad, I was wearing a tampon, so everything felt better. I noticed in the corner of my eye how Jungkook peeked behind me to get a glance at what I was wearing underneath my shorts.
"So. Team captains, Namjoon and Hobi. You two are point guards. Then pick teammates then number them 2-4." Lisa spoke.
"Well. I pick Ha-ri, Jin, and Jungkook. Hobi you can take Jimin, Tae, and Yoongi."
"Great." Hobi and Namjoon shook hands.
Jungkook let go and squeezed my ass. I walked over to the side designated feeling and thinking a bunch of things. I stood beside the net. In the blue box thing.
"Ha-ri sweetie, you stand in the short corner." Jin said to me as he moved me over.
I stood there patiently as I watched the boys get into position. I played on my middle school basketball team, but I forgot everything. Hobi and Namjoon stood in the center circle while Lisa tossed the ball up. Right when one of the boys got it, everyone started running.
As a natural instinct, I followed Jungkook around. I remember getting told to get the rebounds, which i'm pretty sure is when another teammate from the opposite side tries to score, you jump up and grab the ball then dribble to the other teams net. Which is what I did when Yoongi shot at the 3-pointer line and barley missed. When it bounced off the rim I grabbed it then dribbled half way to where I passed to Jungkook. Who ended up doing a layup and got a score.
I ran back to my spot then continued that process over and over. Until the confusing part happened, I was told to stand on the sideline, but theres many of those. With the help of Namjoon, I had to pass to one of my teammates. Then time lapse, I became the Small forward, aka number 3. I was in duty to score, defend, and be one of the most alethic.
But, it was halftime. Oh shucks, halftime. I have maybe 10 minutes. In that time, we come up with plans to win, and just to have water. Our capitan, Lisa, and our scoreboard keepers, Rosé, Jisoo, and Jennie, all went on break too.
I walked out and re-filled my bottle. I put it under the bottle filler.
"Hey, great job out there," Jimin came out and stood next to me. "Take your hoodie off though."
"I'm only wearing a bra under." I whispered.
"So? the boys can't touch whats not theirs, they can look. Not touch. And your wearing high waisted shorts, you'll be fine."
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