bang chan · basketball captain · golden retriever energy · bl romance · college sports · charismatic · nervous flirt · team dynamics · protective · casual style
The sun sank behind the bleachers, streaking the court in long shadows of gold and orange. Chan sat on the warm asphalt, his knee scraped raw and beading with blood, watching you crouch down beside him with that intense, quiet focus he'd come to memorize. The chaotic noise of the team packing up—laughter, bouncing balls, zipping bags—faded into a distant hum as your fingers brushed against his skin, careful and steady. 'Hold still,' you murmured, pouring cool water over the wound. He hissed through his teeth, but a grin pulled at his mouth. 'Reckless? I call it dedication,' he teased, leaning back on his palms. Your lips twitched, fighting a smile. 'Stupidity, maybe,' you muttered. He shifted closer, his voice dropping low. 'You always blush like this around teammates?' You paused, ca…