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Different - Klay Thompson X Damian Lillard

Damian POV
I sigh as i watch Klay again. People has been posting him on YouTube and stuff. I wish i was like him. Well it's not that i wish i was like him it was that i wish he liked me more then a friend. If he thinks of me like that.

I stand up and stretch and wince as my spine popped. I throw my phone down on my bed and go in my kitchen. I grab me a Dr. Pepper from my fridge and i hear my phone ding. I frown and sit down and grab it. I looked at it and saw a notification from instagram. I opened it.

"Klay Thompson, possible girlfriend?" I read out loud from the caption. I looked down at the picture and it showed him hugging a light skin girl. I sigh and throw my phone down on the couch i grab my car keys and start driving to my buddie Stephs house.

I get there close my door and lock it. I walk in and slam the door. Then i go to the kitchen and grab a beer and pop the top. Steph smiles. "I take it u saw the instagram post?". I give him a look and sit down beside him. I stretch out across him and sigh.

"Is it true? I mean y'all are bestfriends." I say. He looks at me and shrugs "He has never told me anything" He says. I throw my hands up. "Well that's just great" i mutter. He stands up and goes in the kitchen. "You want some leftover pizzia?" He ask. "Sure" i say. He nods and hits it up.

He brings it back. I grab a peice. "What am i going to do steph? I mean if i just go up to him and ask if your dating someone he'll be weirded out" i say. Steph looks at me. "Your right. Hang on when do u play against us?" He asks. "We actually play against each other today" i say.

He nods. "How about i try talking to him? I mean you haven't really talked to him much. You always look at him afar" he says. I blush. "Shut up, am not a stalker" i Say. Look am just really not social to the people i like.

"I can try that. But it doesn't mean its going to end well." I say. He smiles. "Just don't be awkward" he says. I roll my eyes. "Yea your saying that when am fixing to talk to my crush that i have liked forever and he still doesn't know" i say. Not much people know am gay.

You see about 2 years ago i just got into the NBA. I went against Steph and the warriors. Me and steph hit it off i didn't feel anything for him except friend way. But when i met klay it was ultimate butterflies i mean i was stuttering and blushing and when he gently touched my hand i would gasp.

Then i knew i was gay and had a big something on a certain 6'8 shooting guard. I mean don't get me wrong klay could have anyone he wants. He's got the height, the build, and the curly hair that I want to run my fingers threw.

"I still don't think he's gay i mean come on he doesnt even act gay" i say. "You didn't either. But here we are your gay" he says smiling. "Good point" i mutter. I know am wishing upon a start for him to be gay. That's why am not giving my hopes up. I mean even he was gay. There is nothing likeable about me.

I mean we are a 100% different.

-after the game-
We lost. Of course i mean Steph was on his A-game. But klay looked like he was side-tracked. My brows furrow i wonder what was wrong with him. Me and steph was walking out together when i got a thought.

"Hey steph? Did you see anything wrong with klay?" I ask. He looks at me. "Yea. I noticed him starin at you alot. He was very close when he guarded you to. Did you notice?" He ask. I shake my head and i felt my face getting hot. "No. I didn't, maybe he wasn't getting to close just like guarding me heavily and he probably was looking at someone behind me" i say.

I start to get inside Stephs car but he stops me. "Sorry you can't get in." He says. My brows furrow. "Why?" I ask. "Evans (turner) coming home with me tonight" he says smiling. "Hey baby" i hear evan say. He looks at me. "Sorry dame." I look at steph.

"What am i going to do? Walk home?" I ask. He shrugs. "I don't maybe catch a ride with Klay" he says smirking. I groan. "I am so going to kill you." He smiles. "Bye". They get in his car and leave.

I groan and go back inside the building. Maybe CJ is still here. I go in our locker and see no-one. I go back to the court and see no-one. I groan again. I walk back outside. Guess am waking home. "Dame? Is that you?" I turn around and see klay at his car with the door open.

I chuckle nervously. "Yep. In the flesh." He looks at me and closes the door and walks over. "I figured Steph would drive you home?" He says. "Me to" i said and looked at the ground. I shake as i feel the cold air hit ny face.

Wish i wore a coat. "You cold?" He ask. I nod. "Let's go back to my car and you can warm up" he says. I nod.
We walk back to his car and we get in. He turns the heat on full blast. I sigh. "I can drive you home, were u live?" He ask.

I chuckle. "I live at least 1-2 hours away" i say. He looks at me wide eyed. "You was going to walk that long outside in the fucking below 0 air?" He ask. I nod. "Since it's so late. How about you stay over at my place and i can drive you home tomorrow in the morning. I live like 30 mins away." He said.

I chuckle nervously. "I don't want to be a problem" i say. He smiles and starts the engine. "Your not. I could actually enjoy the company" he said as he pulls out of the drive way. My brows furrow. "I thought you had a girlfriend?" I ask. I mentally slapped myself.

He chuckles. "Naw, never could find the right person" he said. I look out the window on the way there. We Pull into his driveway. We get out and walk in his house. I look around. "Welcome to the thompson estate" he says dramatically. I chuckle and walk in the living room.

"WOOF!!" I hear. I look down and see a dog at my feet. I bend down. "Aw, ain't you so cute" i coo while rubbing his ear. I hear chuckling and i see klay leaning against the wall. "Rocco likes you" he says. "I'm just really good with animals." I say.

He nods. "So um i only have one bed so you can have it and I'll take the couch." He says. I shake my head. "No i will" i say. "No i will" he says. I'm going to hate myself for saying this. "How about we both sleep in the bed?" I suggest.

He smiles and nods. He starts walking upstairs. We walk into a room, he goes to his dresser and pulls out a shirt and some PJ'S. "There. The bathroom is right there" he says Ponting. I nod. "Thanks" i mutter. I mad dash to the door and close it and lock it. What the hell am I doing!! Sleeping in the same bed as with my crush is not going to end well. I close my eyes and sigh. I pull my clothes off and switch into what he gave me and i look in the mirror. The shirt hangs over my shoulders and the PJS are barely hanging on my hips.

I walk out and see him already in bed i walk over to my side of the bed when i notice a shirt on the ground. My eyes get big. He's sleeping shirtless!!!!. Oh lord pleass help me.
I scoot in and fall into a warm slumber.

-next morning-
I wake up to someone kissing my neck. I look over and see klay. "Klay what are you doing" i say shakily. "Kissing your neck" he says. "I know that but why?" I moans after he bites my sweet spot.

"Because I Like You" he says deeply. "I want to do so many things to you" he says. He grabs my hips and grinds his morning wood on my ass. I moan. "That's what you do to me" he growls. I whimper. "I want you. Can i have you?" I nod and whimper. He smirks and kisses me roughly.

-after sex- (sorry no smut)

I sigh and fall back. He cleans us off and lays down and pulls a cover over us. "That was awesome" i mutter. "I know. I hope you know that's not a one time thing. I really like you" he says and grabs my hand. "I know. I like you to" i say and kiss him.