buzzer beater ✦ j.sc | ✔

book one ✦ [x]

THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 6

Just a few days later, and you were at the rink again, eagerly watching the hockey game in front of you. Chenle was beside you, continuing his constant sports commentary on every play that happened. You still mostly tuned it out, but you were pretty sure you at least understood most of the basic rules that Taeyong had explained to you before. You kept your eyes on Sungchan, cheering him on along with the other various Nu Chi brothers around you and other fans in the stands. It wasn't as full of a house as it had been for the first home game, but you were perfectly content to have a slightly quieter environment.

Sungchan happened to skate by your section as everyone was resetting their positions, giving you a wave through the clear barrier. You gave him a slightly bashful but nevertheless bright grin as you waved back.

"So are you two like... dating now?" Hendery asked from your other side, leaned forward with both of his elbows on his knees as he watched the game. He looked back at you over his shoulder with a shit-eating grin, though, one that made you roll your eyes.

"I don't know. We've been on a date. I mean, there was the Halloween party, but I got a migraine so I don't think that really counts, so— I don't have to explain myself to you!" You scowled at him, shoving him away by his shoulder.

He laughed as he let himself get jostled around in his seat from the push, holding his hands up in surrender. "Just curious. Unlike your bestie over there, I think you two are adorable."

"What?" You looked over at Chenle, who Hendery had pointed at.

Chenle had apparently been listening enough to be able to jump in to defend himself. "It's not what it sounds like. I think you two are great, promise."

You turned back to your other friend. "Then what the hell are you talking about, Hendery?"

"He just doesn't want to lose," the Nu Chi member explained. "I pegged Sungchan's huge crush on you on day 1 of Dr. Son's class. Once the Phanta Phour stuff started, I knew that boy had no chance. Chenle just didn't think you'd ever... hold on, how'd he put it... be into uh, 'Neanderthal frat-bro-in-law types.'"

"I was maybe a bit tipsy..." Chenle added in.

"So you made a bet on if Sungchan and I would get together? In four whole years?" You looked from left to right between them.

"Loser has to buy winner a 12-pack," Hendery confirmed with that same grin. "When Phantasmagorical Phriday ended this year, I really thought I'd lost. But then you turned up at the game last week and I figured Sungchan just might score himself a buzzer beater."

"You two need to get better hobbies," you declared with a snort.

"This so counts as sudden-death OT, but whatever," Chenle scoffed under his breath.

You smacked him across the chest. "And don't call my dating life 'sudden death' either."

"Hey." He said softly, grabbing your arm, and you turned your head to meet his gaze. "I really was worried about you going to the Halloween party with your head. I swear."

"I know, LeLe," you nodded, giving him a reassuring smile. "You did some great wingmanning once we got there."

The brief flash of sincerity you got from your best friend was over as quick as it had come, as you heard the crash of helmets on the ice, and both your focuses were drawn back to the game. Two players had collided into each other and the clear barrier right in front of your faces. You grimaced sympathetically as you tried to identify the player from your team. 23— Jeno, ah, he'd be alright. And you were right, he took off almost immediately as the other guy was left behind still dazed.