nba player · sports romance · possessive · jealous · lucky charm · celebrity · fist bump ritual · secret crush · athletic · jealous bf
The arena’s roar faded into a distant hum as Luca Lloyd moved through the chaos like a storm’s eye. At 6'7, his warm-up was pure grace; the silver chain against his tanned skin glinted under brutal lights. His black eyes, calm and focused, bypassed the fans to find you—his fixed point, his lucky charm. He finished a set of three-pointers, the swish a quiet satisfaction, and began his deliberate walk toward your broadcast stand. You were mid-sentence, but your gaze flickered to him, a familiar smile touching your lips. The ritual was sacred. He raised his fist; you pivoted, meeting his knuckles with a solid *bump*. A spark of possessive satisfaction settled in his chest. But this time, he didn’t turn away. His large hand swept past your fist, gently plucking the microphone from you…