A VINNIE HACKER ORIGINAL
you were currently sitting on the uncomfortable ass bleachers at your brothers high school baseball game. it was your brothers first game of the season, playing on jv as a freshman instead of on the freshman team. your boyfriend of 8 months was sitting next to you, with his arm wrapped around your shoulder as he turned and talked to one of his fellow teammates.
you shifted under his arm to at least try and get comfortable, secretly wishing you listened to vinnie when he said bring a pillow to sit on. he noticed you shift and looked at you with a smirk.
"shut up." you looked at him with a straight face. he raised his hands up," i didn't even say anything." he laughed lightly. "but you were thinking it, so therefore, shut up."
he laughed at your mini fit before pulling you onto his lap, you silently thanking god. you watched as the number 2 jersey exit the dugout making you cheer. "YEAH 2! WHATTA YA SAY KID, HIT IT OUTTA HERE!" you cheered for your brother as he entered the box and his walk up song 'drip too hard' ending.
vinnie clapped and cheered for your brother, being that he was the one that practically taught him all he needed to know, aside for you, of course. the first pitch was thrown, a curveball, causing your brother to get a strike but despite it you still cheered. vinnie's hand made it's way to your inner thigh squeezing it out of nervousness. the second pitch was about to be thrown when you saw your brother get into his bunting stance but quickly getting up from it seeing as it was a ball.
"GOOD EYE! ALRIGHT KID LETS GO!" you and vinnie yelled together. this was it... the third pitch. straight down the middle. you watched as vinnie told your brother to choke it up, and start his swing earlier.
DING!!
"YEAHHHH" you and vinnie stood up in excitement as your brothers blue and gray Louisville bat came in contact with the ball, a straight nuke. "two, two, two!!!!" you yelled watching the ball make its way past the outfield.
you turned and grabbed your boyfriends face connecting your lips to his, him immediately kissing back. you pulled away before it could escalate and watched as vinnie sat down. you cheered as your brother made it to homeplate, his team waiting for him in a circle, celebrating his homerun.
you clapped as you felt eyes on your butt, you turned your head slightly to see vinnie, with his bottom lip between his teeth looking at your bottom half causing you to smirk.
"I'll be back babe," you grabbed your phone, kissing vinnie's cheek making him slightly pout. you went to the concession stand and grabbed 2 gatorades, one bag of doritos, some sour patch kids and a pizza. after you paid you walked to the dugout and called your brother.
"good job kid," you pulled your brother into a side hug before giving him the sour patch kids and the pizza. "yoo, thanks, I was starving. but i gotta go, are you taking me home?" he asked
you shook your head no before pointing at vinne, "i'm sorry kid, vin and i are going to the cages right after. but jamie's mom said she would give you a ride home." you smirked. jamie is your brothers crush, so you purposely asked her mom if she could take him home and she said yes.
"god i hate you. but uh you might wanna get back to ole boy over there, he looks pretty hungry." he smirked walking into the dugout. you chuckled before making your way back to your boyfriend and his teammates. he licked his lips and smiled once he saw you coming back.
"missed me?" you chuckled as he eagerly pulled you in his lap. your eyes widened when you realized why he was so quick to pull you down. you smirked and fixed the belt of your white softball pants.
