Riker Lynch One Shots

Watsonators V. The Yellow Tutus

Pointing to yourself then at the blonde in front of you, you lower yourself to the ground.

"Ready, Set.." Everyone immediately starts moving. You take off running, only to get tackled by the blonde who's eyes you were just staring into.

"Got you," Riker mutters into your ear, while pinning you to the ground.

You squirm under his weight, seeing nothing, but ground, "No fair! You always get me."

You can hear Riker chuckle, "That's only because I can't let anyone else tackle you, you're mine."

"TOUCHDOWN FOR THE YELLOW TUTUS!" Stormie yells, "Riker, that means you can get off your girlfriend now. I bet the poor girl can't breathe."

Riker climbs off of you and helps you up, "You do realize it's just flag football, right?"

He gently brushes a piece of grass from your hair, "I know." He leans down and gently kisses you.

"No flirting with my team!" Rocky yells across the field.

You start jogging towards Rocky and Riker yells, "See you in a few, beautiful."

Approaching the huddle, you eye your team: Rocky, Ryland, Mr. Mark, Curt, and Ellington. Why is it so hard for us to get a touchdown?

"Okay Watsonators, we've got to get our heads in the game!" Rocky yells.

"I don't think we agreed on that name," Ellington said speaking for the whole team.

"Oh, I thought we all agreed that was fine," Rocky muttered looking around to change the subject. "Anyway, we've got to get past their defense." Rocky runs through the play and you get into position.

"Ready, set.." Ryland says before everyone starts moving and he gets into position. You smile and Riker and everything happens in slow motion. Mr. Mark tackles Riker to the ground and you run past them, turning towards Ryland as he throws the ball and it lands smoothly in your arms. You run and turn slightly when you hear people behind you, Rydel and Ross are right behind you. You push yourself to run faster and eventually end up in the end zone.

"I DID IT!" You scream and start dancing. "WOOT WOOT!"

"TOUCHDOWN FOR THE WATSONATORS!" Stormie bellows.

Mid-breaking it down, someone wraps their arms around you and picks you up off the ground, spinning you around. You erupt into giggles. Finally, your feet hit the ground and you turn and face Riker, sliding your arms around his neck.

"I let you get that one," Riker murmured.

"Sure you did," you smile. "I love you."

"I love you, too." Riker says as he leans in to give you your congratulatory kiss. <3