{Hold} BestFriends (MxM// Read Desc.)

"I fucking hate LeBron James"

- Irving POV -

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Kyrie Irving, Steph Curry, LeBron James

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Im hanging out with Stephen as usual.We are at an NBA cares event, to help pack and store dry foods for the homeless.

We're best friends, tighter than the space between Anthony Davis' eyebrows.

Probably because we both have similar problems when it comes to love. As well as the fact that, almost every other omega hates our guts.

I'm sorting out the noodles and canned soup when Steph asks if I've seen Klay lately. I shove some cans into a cardboard box and sigh. "No, not really, but Steph," I pause and wait for his hazel glance to fall on me.

"If you do end up with Thompson, I just hope..." I rub the back of my neck, "I hope it doesnt end badly, because looking back at your past relationships..." I trail off. Steph nods, "I know, I know..."

He comes up to hug me and I hug him back. Our relationship is weird- in a good way. We're the type of friends that would casually dive in together in a threesome, or suck each other off. I think Steph genuinely enjoys it when I blow him, but I'm not trying to think about that right now.

It was already established long ago that we don't like each other like that, but I'm pretty damn sure if one of us were Alpha, we'd be married right now.

We pull apart and he smiles at me. "Damn you're fucking cute," he says palming a hand over my waist. I laugh and push him away, "I'm not trying to give any blowjobs today, Steph," I say pulling my focus back to sorting.

He grabs my ass and I jump up in surprise. "Let me be the one to give the blowjob then," he pleads. I shake my head, "Can't you go one week without some type of sexual interaction?" I laugh.

"No. Not at all," he sternly states.

"Hahaha makes sense I guess," I say dropping some canned soup into a compact box and closing it.

"I'm going to literally call LeBron to have a threesome," he warns. I grab his arm as he reaches for the phone in his pocket.