//countryhuman stories\\

DenEst (vball au) 2

After the match, Esti had calmed down a little. She had a towel over her shoulder and her bandages were a little looser around her hands, drinking from a water bottle from a distance.

She passed the water bottle back to Den.

"Thanks," she wiped her mouth, undoing her bandages. No wonder she came out with so many sores on her palms. She played hard.

"Good job today, you played well." Den drank as well. This time, he had Pip standing next to him, so he probably wouldn't be overly flirty. "So Esti, what're you doing after this? Taking a shower? Should we take one together to save water?"

Or maybe he would.

"Getting away from you is the priority." She rolled her eyes with the trace of a smile on her lips, letting out a huff from her nose as she looked at him for a few seconds, looking down at her palms as she continued to unravel the dirty wrappers from her arm.

Pip laughed quietly, but he suddenly yelped as a teammate ran up, slapped his ass hard, and then ran away cackling. Pip swore under his breath and ran off after him.

Den moved closer to Esti and took her hands in his own so he could see them. "This looks painful, why're you still playing when your hands look like this?"

"The same reason you still go for girls when your face looks like that." she huffed a laugh, smirking, obviously joking. "They're fine. They still work, so it doesn't matter." she pulled her hand out of his, undoing the wraps on her other arm.

He snorted a laugh at her comment, shifting back and folding his arms over his chest. "Yeah, well if you don't give your hands time to heal, they'll just keep getting worse. Take care of yourself. Unless you want me to?"

She raised a brow, a small smile still on her face as she hummed a little in thought. "What, you'll smear protein powder all over my hands and call it 'healing'?"

"Ha-ha, very funny." He rolled his eyes. "There's a reason I'm so big and strong you know, that's because I eat my protein powder. You make fun of me now, but wait until I'm the size of Godzilla."

She shook her head and sighed.

"Uh-huh, sure." She smiled, starting to walk away. "I don't need to take care of my hands. They'll be just fine. In the meantime, keep dreaming."

Den frowned, grabbing her shoulder to keep her from leaving. "At least take a few days' break, okay?"

Esti huffed, thinking it was still some joke.

"No, I'll be fine, Den." She pushed his hand off of her shoulder, starting to walk off again.

"Hey, I'm being serious." He grabbed her shoulder again and pushed her up against the wall, using his body to cage her there. "You need to take care of yourself. Take a break from practicing."

She raised a brow, moving her hand up to the side of his face and cupping it gently with her sore palm, leaning her head in and tilting it as if she was coming in for a kiss, only stopping a few centimeters away from his lips, her eyes half-lidded as she looked at him, speaking gently.

"Or what, daddy? What are you gonna do? Punish me for being a bad girl?"

Den only looked surprised for a split second before he smiled and let his eyelids fall partway to match her expression, taking ahold of her wrist and moving her hand from his cheek to his mouth, kissing her palm. "Maybe. Do you want me to?"

She let her thumb graze over his lips as she smiled a little wider, her eyes flicking from behind him back to his face, tilting in and barely pressing her top lip against his.

"Maybe you should take care of your jealous little whores first, daddy." she pulled away from him, snickering gently as she stood up properly, dusting herself off as she motioned behind him with her head. "Go accompany your other princesses, King of the fuckboys." She slid out of his cage.

Before she could move too far away, Den grabbed her face with one hand and kissed her lips firmly, then letting her go and smiling easily. "See you later, princess." He ignored the other girls as he ran over to Pip and basically tackled him.

Esti let out a sigh and rolled her eyes, punching his shoulder before he ran off, walking to the locker rooms with a small smile on her face as her cheeks were tinted a little warm.

Idiot. What a fucking idiot. God...