•Kyrie Irving & Blake Griffin•
-For Kirsten- *Long*"Babe!" You called out to your husband of 6 years, Kyrie Irving. "Yeah baby?" He questioned walking into the bedroom you two shared. "Can you help Olivia pick out some shoes to wear while I get ready?" You answered as you finished putting a customized Cavaliers jersey that said 'Daddy' and had Kyrie's number on your 5 year old daughter. "Sure thing." He said kissing you. "Eww!" Olivia squealed covering her eyes with her small hands. Kyrie chuckled as he pecked your lips once more before holding Olivia's hand, taking her to go pick out shoes. Once everyone was ready, all of you made your way to the stadium. After about 15 minutes, you held Olivia's hand as you walked into the stadium next to Kyrie. "Good luck baby!" You told pecking his lips. "Yucky!" Olivia blurted. "I'm sorry Liv." Kyrie chuckled."It's okay daddy. Good luck out there and have fun." Olivia replied. "Thank you baby girl and I will." Kyrie confirmed kissing Olivia's forehead. She giggled as she adored her father's affection.
Clippers vs. Cavaliers
You were in the Quicken Loans Arena preparing for the game between these great teams. As you sat court side, you watched as both teams warmed up. You let Olivia play games on your phone as you waited for the remaining 5 minutes to pass by for the game to start. You gazed at Olivia as she giggled from the game she was playing. In your peripheral vision, you saw a ball coming towards you. The occurring basketball was seconds from hitting you. As you flinched from the idea of the ball hitting you, the hands of the 6'10" figure caught the ball before it could reach you. You looked up and there stood Blake Griffin. "Thank you." You said breath taken as you two stared at each other. "No problem." He smiled down at you with his pearly whites and dimples."What's your name?" Blake asked. "My name is Kirsten." You smiled. "Blake." He replied shaking your hand. "Blake! It's time to head back to the locker room." J.J. Redick intervened. "Make sure you watch out next time, I wouldn't want a beautiful woman like you to get hurt." Blake winked as he left to go to the locker room. As he left, you blushed and glanced at him again before sighing.
There was 2:00 left on the clock in the 4th quarter. You bit your lip as you watched the intense game before you. The Cavaliers leaded by 5 points but, the Clippers wouldn't rest. They always came back. Chris Paul shot a jumper which earned the Clippers 3 points. The lead reduced down to 2 points. Kyrie shot for a 3 to answer back to CP3 but missed unfortunately. Deandre Jordan caught the rebound and passed the ball to Chris. Chris threw up a lob to Blake, who slammed it down. As Blake came down the court, he pointed and winked at you. You blushed as he smiled and bit his lip. "Mommy he pointed at you!" Olivia stated. "I know baby." You answered as your face got even more hot. There was now 40 seconds left on the clock and the teams were tied. Kyrie shot the ball as the shot clock was expiring. 'Another missed 3 pointer from Kyrie?', you thought. You wondered what was going on with him. Twenty seconds remained in the game and it was Clippers' ball. You questioned how the Clippers were going to overcome the Cavaliers exquisite defense. However, Jamal Crawford seemed to find a flaw in their defense and set up an assist to Blake for the game winning shot.
The whole car ride back home, Kyrie was silent. You thought it was because of the tough loss. Olivia was sound asleep so you chose to talk to him when you returned home. Once you arrived to your house, you carried Olivia to bed. Usually, Kyrie would be tucking Olivia in bed with you, so you know something is definitely wrong with him. You heard Kyrie in your bedroom. "Kyrie, what's up with you?" You interrogated walking in your bedroom. "Why don't you ask Blake?" He spitefully retorts. "What are you talking about?" "Kirsten, you don't think I saw those little stunts you guys pulled?" Kyrie angrily answered. "What stunts Kyrie?" You fired back. "You two were flirting, right in front of me!" He roared. "Kyrie, why are you making such a big deal out of this? It's not like I kissed the guy!" You said frustrated. "How do I know that? You probably did those times that we took breaks and you left to go to LA!" He retorted. "Kyrie! I can't believe you would think that I cheated on you!" You told him heartbroken that he would actually believe that. "Well if you didn't prove it." Kyrie said. "On our wedding day, I stood there, looking into your eyes, vowing to you that I'll be faithful to you for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, til death do us part. Kyrie, do you think I was just saying that? I love what we have together, do you really think I would mess up all that for him?" I reasoned. His expression softened, as he approached you. "No I don't baby, and I'm sorry for even assuming that you were cheating on me." Kyrie answered before kissing you passionately.

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