A/N: I had you guys enjoying the whirlwind romance of the two, but now we finally get to the actual issue. Next chapter is another smut scene. Drama coming to you now -w-
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➽ Inspiration Song: Babydoll (speed) by Ari Abdul
It's been days since you last saw Hashirama. Due to the extended vacation, he was met with a torrent of work to be done upon his arrival. The impromptu visit he made at your aunt's didn't aid him with his workload either as it landed him in some serious trouble. He was to attend a very important meeting that night yet he decided to spend his time moving you into Trey's apartment.
Every single piece of your belongings was stashed into his car and you three drove off into the sunset without looking back. He even assisted in unpacking and putting away everything until you were fully settled on her couch. He left with a long chaste kiss, promising to see you soon.
Since then, he has been sure to speak to you every day on the phone. To see him is rare. You can be patient, sure, but you currently need to verify the relationship and cement the fact that you two are exclusive. You like him—a lot more than you were anticipating, fueling your desire for him to be yours.
As always, he thinks of you when you think of him, and you receive a text.
'Want to play some baseball with some friends?'
Your lack of athleticism does not defer you from the request. You greedily accept any opportunity to see him and respond in an instant.
'Sure! When?'
'Tomorrow night around seven.'
'Okay, see you then!'
'<3'
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Evening blesses the sky with a chilly air, perfect for any sporting action you'll be engaging in. You have yet to discover what exactly the night calls for due to Hashirama being too busy to explain the logistics.
And so you ask the moment your pleasantries finish. "So you said all of your friends will be there?"
Your inquiry is met with a wide smile though his eyes are on the road as he drives you two to the venue. "My brothers, my friends, and some of their friends too."
You play with the rings on your fingers as a nervous tick begins. "That's a lot more people than I thought. Just a game of baseball?"
"Mhm! You'll have fun!" Hashirama chirps.
Playing any sport sounds like a wasted night, but any time spent with Hashirama is time well worth spent. Satisfied with his answer, you settle into the plush of the chair and enjoy the serenity from being in his company.
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