Doing what I want

Throw away

Y/n was excited about the evening ahead. Jenna had been talking about this event for weeks, and he knew how much it meant to her. After the whirlwind of the season, it felt good to take a break and support Jenna in her world.

He dressed in a tuxedo, ensuring everything was perfect. Jenna looked stunning in a deep red gown that flowed elegantly as she moved.

Together, they made their way to the event, an exclusive charity gala held at one of Los Angeles most prestigious venues.

As they arrived, Y/n admired the grandeur of the place. The entrance was adorned with beautiful floral arrangements, and the buzz of conversation and laughter filled the air.

Jenna, ever the social butterfly, quickly engaged with other guests, introducing Y/n proudly.

The focus of the night was raising awareness and funds to combat homelessness, a cause both Jenna and Y/n felt passionately about.

As they moved through the room, Y/n spotted a familiar face—Paul George. The two players had faced off many times on the court, but tonight they were united for a common cause. Y/n approached Paul, a friendly smile on his face.

"Paul, good to see you here," Y/n said, extending his hand.

Paul shook his hand firmly. "Likewise, Y/n. This is a great event. It's good to see so many people coming together to support such an important cause."

They chatted for a while, discussing their shared commitment to helping those in need. It was a reminder that, despite their fierce rivalry on the court, they could come together off the court to make a positive impact.

Throughout the evening, Y/n and Jenna made their way through the crowd, stopping to chat with friends and acquaintances.

Y/n was struck by Jenna's effortless charm and poise. She moved through the room with confidence, her passion for the cause shining through in every conversation.

At one point, Y/n and Jenna took a moment to themselves, stepping out onto a balcony that overlooked the city.

The view was breathtaking, the lights of Los Angeles stretching out as far as the eye could see. The noise from inside faded to a distant hum, leaving them in a peaceful bubble.

"This is amazing," Y/n said, wrapping an arm around Jenna and pulling her close. "You really outdid yourself."

Jenna smiled, leaning into him. "I'm glad you're here with me. It means a lot."

They shared a quiet moment, enjoying the tranquility before heading back inside. As they returned to the ballroom, the event was reaching its peak.

The main auction was about to begin, and Y/n found himself deeply engaged, auctioning off memorabilia for charity and making new connections.

The auction was a lively affair, with items ranging from luxury vacations to rare collectibles. Y/n even found himself in a bidding war over a signed basketball from Michael Jordan and Larry Bird.

He eventually won, much to the delight of the crowd. Jenna beamed with pride, her eyes shining with admiration.

As the night continued, Y/n found himself more and more immersed in the event. He was approached by several people who wanted to talk about his career, his foundation, and his plans for the future.

He appreciated the genuine interest and took the time to have meaningful conversations.

As the evening continued and the charity event wound down, Y/n found himself chatting with Paul George once again.

The two had shared a friendly conversation earlier, and now they stood by the bar, sipping on  'water' and enjoying the ambiance of the night.

"Y/n, I have to say, it's been great catching up with you tonight," Paul said, his tone sincere. "You've had an incredible season, man. Truly inspiring."

"Thanks, Paul," Y/n replied with a smile. "It means a lot coming from you. My brother is a big fan of your's and I got to admit you have some cool shoes."

Paul nodded appreciatively. "You know, I have this podcast where I talk to different players about their careers, their lives off the court, and everything in between. I think our fans would love to hear from you, especially after this season. Would you be interested in coming on the show once the playoffs are over?"

Y/n considered the offer for a moment. He had been a guest on various podcasts before, but Paul's show was known for its in-depth and open conversations. It would be a great opportunity to share his story and connect with fans on a deeper level.

"I'd love to, Paul," Y/n said, extending his hand. "Count me in. It sounds like a lot of fun."

Paul shook his hand firmly, a broad smile on his face. "Awesome. We'll set it up after the playoffs. Looking forward to it, man."

By the end of the night, Y/n felt a sense of fulfillment, not just from supporting Jenna but also from being part of something bigger.

The event had raised a significant amount of money for charity, and he was proud to have played a role in it.

As they left the venue, hand in hand, Y/n knew that these moments were just as important as any game-winning shot or championship ring. They were building a life together, one event, one memory at a time.

Back in the limousine, Y/n and Jenna reflected on the night. "You were amazing," Jenna said, resting her head on his shoulder. "Thank you for being there with me."

"I wouldn't have missed it for the world," Y/n replied, kissing the top of her head. "You inspire me every day, Jenna. Tonight was incredible."

As they drove through the quiet streets of Los Angeles, Y/n felt a deep sense of contentment.

They arrived home, tired but happy. Y/n carried Jenna's shoes as they made their way inside, laughing and joking about the evening's events. They shared a quiet moment on the couch, reflecting on the night and the future ahead.

"I'm proud of you, Y/n," Jenna said, looking into his eyes. "You've accomplished so much, and you're only just getting started."

Y/n smiled, feeling a swell of emotion. "I couldn't have done it without you, Jenna. You're my rock."

They sat in comfortable silence for a while, simply enjoying each other's company. Eventually, they made their way upstairs, ready to call it a night.

As they lay in bed, Y/n couldn't help but feel grateful for the life they were building together.

"Goodnight, Jenna," he said softly, kissing her forehead.

"Goodnight, Y/n," she replied, snuggling closer.

I plan on finishing this story by the end of September, but I have a lot of plans that I haven't finished yet.