ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴡᴏᴍᴇɴ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇs

Game Night- P.WN

ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛs: sᴇɴɪᴏʀ ʏᴇᴀʀ ʜɪɢʜsᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ᴀᴜ, ғᴏᴏᴛʙᴀʟʟ sᴇᴀsᴏɴ, ɴᴇʀᴠᴏᴜs ᴊᴏᴄᴋ ᴡᴏɴʙɪɴ

4:00pm - 3 hours before the game

Wonbin anxiously packs his bag glancing over at his phone every few minutes as he waits for the girl to reply to his text.

ᴡᴏɴʙɪɴ🫶🏾🤪
sᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ? ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴀʏɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ? ᴜ ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ sᴛᴀʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʙᴄ ɪᴛs ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴍᴘɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴘʟs

He walks over to his desk to grab his helmet, tripping over a pile of clothes he didn't care to get up at the moment. As he grabs it, he feels his Apple Watch vibrate, indicating that he a received text. He looks down at the watch to see that it was from exactly who he was waiting on. He quickly grabs the helmet and walks back over the end of his bed where his phone and bag are. His stomach twists in even more anxiety as he reads the response.

ʟᴇɪ💞🫶🏼
ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪʟʟɪᴏɴᴛʜ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ʏᴇs ɪᴍ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴡᴏɴʙɪɴ🤣 ʏᴋ ɪᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ sᴛᴀʏɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴍʏᴀ ɪɴsɪsᴛᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴘɪᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ sᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ. ᴡʜʏ ᴀʀᴇ sᴏ ᴅᴇᴀᴅsᴇᴛ ᴏɴ ᴍᴇ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ💀 ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ɴ sᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀʏ

ᴡᴏɴʙɪɴ🫶🏾🤪
ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ, ɪ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ sᴜʀᴇ . ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜʀᴇ ᴍʏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ʟᴜᴄᴋ ᴄʜᴀʀᴍ.

ʟᴇɪ💞🫶🏼
ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴏғᴄ ɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴜᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ sᴜᴘᴘᴏʀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ. sᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜ sᴏᴏɴ ʙɪɴ❤️✌🏾

Wonbin closes his phone and takes a deep breath and exhales. Mission make sure she's coming is complete. Solei was his best friend since freshman year and she's always been there for him so he didn't doubt that she'd show up from the get go. He was just anxious because although the two have closer over the past two years, they've never been more than just besties who flirt sometimes. He was looking to change that. To be more. Starting with tonight.

His planning could not go to shit. Today was the day he'd ask Solei to prom. He was now for sure that Solei was coming and he made sure Mya would bring her so she couldn't go anywhere. All he had to do now was win the game,
have his teammates execute their role in his plan, do his part smoothly, and hopefully she'd say yes.

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6:55 pm - 5 minutes to kickoff

Mya and Solei make it just in time to get cozy in the bleachers with their blankets and hot chocolate. Solei immediately looks for number 7 and as soon as she sees the jersey her eyes look up to see Wonbin worriedly looking up at the bleachers, seemingly looking for her through the many different people. She waves her arm and she immediately catches his eyes. His face contorts from a frown to a smile immediately and he waves and blows her a kiss. His stomach turned as took in her appearance. She was dressed in a puffer coat, leggings, leg warmers, and his number 7 was painted in black on her cheek. It was official, he needed her. He takes one more look at her before turning around and stretching a bit before making his way to his place on the field. Solei eyes widened a little and her stomach twisted in flustered excitement from the sudden action. Mya nudges Solei with her elbow and smirks at her while moving her eyebrows up and down.