Locker Room | m.yg + j.hs

i. back in business.

[WARNING]

this was my first ever fanfic, and just a warning ...
it's terrible
but enjoy :)

pls check out my other stories, they're ten times better than this trash

rubber and lemon cleaning solution lingered through my nose as my feet stepped into the empty gymnasium. it was the day me and the boys had been waiting for, the day we came back on the courts and started up the season. i missed the squeak of my sneakers on the glistening floor, i missed the cozy feeling i got when i was with my 'second family'. but most of all, i missed the game...basketball.

"hyung!" an impudent voice called from the other side of the large room. i couldn't see past the tall bleachers, so i anxiously moved over to catch a glimpse of the arriving member.

"jimin!" i squeaked as i ran over to give him a hug. it had seemed like forever since my gaze had met his baby face and my hands had squeezed his back. he quickly pulled away and rustled his hair.

"how was your winter break?" he asked as his eyes were glued to the floor. was it impossible to look at me?

"pretty good! how was —"

a loud voice erupted throughout the gymnasium with the words, "king taehyung of the courts has arrived!"

a boy with medium brown hair and wide eyes skipped past the bleachers to reveal himself to jimin and i. only taehyung.

"are you ready for another great season?" he screamed louder so his voice could echo across the room.
at first, i thought the boy was just plain out obnoxious. but once the team became closer and we understood eachother's perspective on life, i realized that taehyung was just hyper. all the time. everyday. every practice.
but it was what made him excel as a offense player, since he could go for hours on end without stopping.

after a while, namjoon and seokjin arrived together. in my opinion, the two were very in love. but as much as they were in love, neither of them could ever gather up the courage to establish a serious relationship. but it was none of my business, of course being the only one on the team without a romantic interest.

"hello everyone." seokjin called out with a soft voice and a small wave. we all waved back and beckoned the couple to sit on the bleachers with us. now, the only person missing was jungkook. sometimes i wondered if that boy even knew about being early.

"i'm here! i'm here!" jungkook yelled as he ran into the gymnasium, checking there time on his phone."eight o' clock. i'm on time guys!"

taehyung let out a small clap for jungkook and plastered a proud expression across his face. now that everyone was here, it only met one thing — coach wang's beginning of season speech, or as namjoon called it, "pretend to be interested in coach wang's morals". i have to admit, just thinking about that quote made me chuckle.

"boys!" coach wang yelled as he emerged from the locker room.

"coach wang!" we all screamed in unison while bowing our heads.

"well, starting off, welcome back!" he flipped through his clipboard and looked around to make sure we were all here.

"i really have nothing to say other than it's likely that we will be playing against team exo in 3 weeks. but besides that, let's get working on some drills!"

team exo? he's gotta be kidding.

"they're the best in busan!" jimin whispered to me. he wasn't wrong. they've won the high school playoffs for three consecutive years, the busan golden award twice, and so many more. we've only won four major games in the past year, which is not impressive. why would coach wang put us up against team exo?

"we're going to have to work hard." namjoon said before he looked over sternly at the gym doors. "hey, there's someone at the door!"

coach wang looked up from his clipboard and sprinted over towards the large glass doors. a tall boy with curly dark brown hair entered the gymnasium with several papers and bags in hand. who was he? he was absolutely gorgeous.

"boys!" coach yelled as we stood in a line and bowed to him."this is your new teammate, jung hoseok from gwangju."

i stared at hoseok in awe. he had the perfect build for basketball, tall and muscular with lanky arms and strong thighs. but was he good at basketball?, i wondered to myself while i examined the boy before i was interrupted by his surprisingly high pitched voice.

"um- i'm hoseok ... i'm a senior ... and i like basketball. that's about it i guess."

poor thing sounded nervous. i'm sure by the end of the season, we'd see his true colors. i mean, that's how i was when i joined the team. i started out quiet and reserved, but now that i'm comfortable with everyone, i can be my true, obnoxious self.

"hey hoseok, come over here!" i beckoned him over to the locker room door. "how about i show you around?"