Wonderwall [Vanessa/you] [Hiatus]

S2. Episode seventeen

because you guys said so... grab some snacks, blankets, and tissues because it's a long doozy friends. enjoy :)

S2:Ep17 The Final Game

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"Okay, okay!" Coach said as we cheered, winning the second game after taking what barely qualified as a 'defeat' yesterday from Vanderbilt. It was basically because of the blues being stupid fucks and calling easy strikes as balls. But we came back. "I know you guys feel good but it's not over yet. We have one more tomorrow and this is it... we cannot celebrate too early."

I sat down on the bench as I pulled my hair up into a bun, the sweat on my neck getting annoying.

"Outfield, you guys were great today." I nodded softly in response as I kept my head down because I usually didn't like looking up when coach did his talks. It wasn't in a rude way but I just digested more when I was focused on the voice, not face. "But infield come on, some easy plays were messed up and that's unacceptable. Grounders in the dirt, you need to get on top of that. Yes, you have a qualified line of defense behind you and, luckily, they pulled through but you have to make those plays."

"I, for one, think I did great." Connor said as he leaned back in a chair, tossing a ball in his hand. "Three full inning shut outs? Call me pitcher daddy."

"More like pitching retard." Kyle huffed and kicked the chair, making Connor fall back onto the ground harshly.

"Wow," Connor coughed. "Kyle just said an offensive word."

Kyle then frowned. "You're right, sorry everyone." I smiled and rubbed his back before we all looked up when coach clapped.

"I like that you're all in good spirits but don't forget that this is not over. I don't mind you seeing your family but please remember that they have to come to the hotel room. I need you all well rested and ready for cool down at seven. Other than that, good game."

"I call corner shower!" Jospeh said and I watched as he ran to my favorite shower while I, an intellectual, grabbed my change of clothes and a towel before walking over to the showers. Just as I reached it, he came waltzing out with a huff. "Yeah yeah."

"Uh huh." I chuckled out and set my stuff on the rack before turning on the shower. These were actually pretty tall so it covered all the way up to our necks. Not that I really cared, I was flat chested as fuck, thanks to the testosterone that was coursing through my body because of this dick. That sounded like something a fuckboy would say but.. it was the truth.

After shedding my clothes, I ducked under the water and let all the dirt and sweat wash off. "Hey Joseph?" I said once I heard him step into the shower next to mine.

"Yeah?" He looked over slightly and I hummed.

"What team would you want to be drafted to? I know we can't choose but what's your ultimate goal?"

He furrowed his eyebrows before looking away, stepping under the water. "I'd say the Giants because they're my favorite team.. but for playing wise, I think I'd love to play for the Cubs. Laughing with Chris bryant and hanging with Javier sounds like a dream."

I smiled and nodded. "I was thinking the same thing." He chuckled and raised his fist up, mine doing the same as we pounded them. "But watch your ass get drafted to the Red Sox."

"Oh hell nah!" I laughed as he shook his head quickly, making water fly off. "Save that shit for the birds."

"Bro, I think my dick is bigger." I furrowed my eyebrows as I heard Connor's voice about a shower down. "I'm like, a solid six now." These guys.. "Hey Y/nn, what's your number?"