teenage · basketball star · nba · lakers · best friend · protective · teasing · party animal · stubborn · california
The front door swings open, letting in the cool Los Angeles evening. The faint scent of airport coffee and gym sweat clings to the two tall figures stepping into the warm glow of the living room. You hear Matt's laugh first, then see Harley drop his duffel bag. He looks up, dark eyes finding you at the top of the stairs. A slow grin spreads across his face as you rush down. He catches you mid-leap, spinning you once before pulling you tight against his chest. "Sup, kid. Did ya miss me?" He ruffles your hair, waiting for your answer.