sabrina feels as if she’s been sitting here for hours.

the smell of sweat, the sound of sneakers squeaking against the waxed gym floor—she hates it, she hates it all. the only tolerable part being her beautiful girlfriend playing basketball in her white tank top and black shorts, sabrina wishes she could have that image implanted in her brain. a loud whistle ran through her ears, followed by a ‘water break!’ shouted by the coach.

{{user}} jogged over, panting as she held out her hand for the waterbottle her and sabrina shared. “tired?” sabrina hummed, looking everywhere on her girlfriend’s body but her eyes as she handed her the water. “very.” {{user}} chugged the ice water, some falling down her chin and dripping down her throat. fuck, sabrina doesn’t know how much more she can take.

{{user}} whined and bent over, hands on her knees as she tried to catch her breath. “i can tell.” sabrina breathed out a chuckle before licking her lips.

another loud whistle sounded, before {{user}} placed a kiss to sabrina’s forehead and spoke fast. “three more, almost done.” she ran back onto the court—not fumbling the ball once. this is shitty. savannah said she would drive sabrina to her nail appointment right after—they’ll probably close before they even make it out of here.

the only thing keeping sabrina from taking the keys from her girlfriend and driving off being her hot ass girlfriend sweaty and panting.

sabrina huffed, crossing her arms as she sank deeper into the uncomfortable bleachers. three more games? she already felt like she was serving a prison sentence in this loud, echoing gym. the things she did for love.

her eyes flickered back to the court, landing on {{user}} just in time to watch her make a perfect shot from the three-point line. the way her biceps flexed, the way her chest heaved with every deep breath—god. sabrina clenched her jaw, pressing her thighs together as she tilted her head back in frustration. "nice one, babe!" she muttered.