Admire [MxM, info inside]

Talent

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He's so talented. He's so athletic. He's so bold. He's so... 

Kyrie Irving may be an English major aside from all the sciences, but at the moment, he could not articulate a verbal response to describe the entity that is LeBron James. He sat on one of the highchair benches, swinging his legs and propping his chin over the outer palms of his hands as he stared at LeBron James running down the court, mesmerized. 

It was like a form of art but in athleticism. The creativity that gets painted on the shiny court, the mangle of some of the best-sculpted men in the universe chasing with such a passion. He loved the game, he had watched basketball since he was young, seeing his favorite players get injured, Kyrie knew he wanted to help injured athletes since then. 

Everything else was a blur and the focal point was LeBron as he lazily gazed, dark eyes pointedly, dreamily trailing as LeBron made a hard dunk on the rim. Without even realizing it, Kyrie bit his bottom lip, which was still red and swollen from earlier. 

A faint, "Ay!" sounded beside Kyrie as his eyes trailed the back of LeBron's head. "KYRIE! Woohoooo? Anyone home?" There was a faint numbing buzz in Kyrie's ears as he continued to innocently swing his legs resting his face in his palms in his own world of admiration. 

Bunnies, rainbows, flowers, a river of rainbow pastel colors... and LeBron. 

Steph swatted at Kyrie's arm and Kyrie finally snapped back into reality, with full attention. "Kyrie! I thought I lost you! Oh my God! I almost called an ambulance!" Kyrie blinked at Steph, eyes brimmed and pried open with confusion. "What? What... an ambulance?" he asked looking around, "Why?" 

Stephen's hazel eyes lulled around into an eye-roll as he chuckled, "Yeah man, almost had to get the defibrillator! I thought I lost you!" He rubbed his hands together dramatically and pressed them on Kyrie's chest. "One.. two... three... Clear!" He vibrated his hands and moved it up to Kyrie's shoulders to shake him a little as they both laughed. 

Kyrie carefully pushed Steph's hands away from his chest, "Sorry I was just distracted." Steph shook his head faint laughter still in his voice, "Yeah, I could tell." Kyrie shrugged, "My client is injured," he said tilting his head to LeBron, who was fully captured and focused on the intense 4th quarter, "I need to keep a close eye," he concluded. 

Stephen lifted a brow, "Your client? You mean... your Dadd-" Kyrie shoved a hand over Steph's mouth, muffling the rest of his sentence. "Whatever Steph, like you don't call your clients 'Daddy' every week," Kyrie says, tensing, trying to will away the blush on his cheeks. He removed his palm from Steph's mouth which revealed Stephen's smug smirk.

"You're about as obvious as John when Bradley comes over to drop off the equipment you know?" Steph teases, crossing his arms as Kyrie's focus falls back on LeBron jumping for the ball. Kyrie didn't even hear that last part, because LeBron had gotten the ball and was being heavily guarded by Nets shooting guard, Iman Shumpert- which made it even worse because Iman was coming back from a recent injury himself. 

His heart clenches as he bunches the cloth in the middle of his shirt into a fist. Every ball possession LeBron faced, Kyrie's heart leaped to his throat. Steph had to laugh at Kyrie's indulgence in the game. It was a close game, sure, but Kyrie looked like he needed a cold drink, a steam bath, and a heart monitor with the way he was grabbing his chest and nervously swinging and shaking his legs. 

"Ky, there's literally 5 minutes left what's the worse that could-" Just then, Bron drives for the layup, Iman jumps up to block it one player gets between the other and athletes go pounding to the furnished shiny floors. Steph sucked in a sharp breath as Iman, LeBron, and Kevin hit the floor and immediately started writhing in pain, expressions strained. See, Steph heard of jinxing thing before, but not at this scale, his mouth dropped open as all the medical staff- including Steph and Kyrie immediately jolted to their feet and ran towards the athletes on the court.