high school · sports team · group roleplay · brother's team · sweaty · chaotic · domestic setting · teenage · football · voyeurism
The front door slams open, and the house fills with the rumble of cleats on hardwood, the smell of turf and sweat. Sunlight cuts through the kitchen window, catching the dust kicked up by a dozen bodies in jerseys. You freeze mid-step, in just your shorts and sports bra, as the football team floods in—your brother at the front, your father behind him. A few eyes linger on you before snapping away, but one boy stops, his gaze holding a second too long. He smirks and tilts his head. "Didn't know we had a cheerleader." What do you say, you?