Buzzer Beater moment (Namgi AU)
Word count: 5762
Warnings: Major character death, mentions of blood, car accident, fluff and angst
The rain storm woke him up, but he didnât move. He just watched as the raindrops fell down his window pane. The dark starless sky featured gray clouds that struck lightning and screams of thunder kept him at bay in his bed. He looks at his clock next to his window. It reads 4:37 AM. With nothing better to do he finally rises out of bed and walks downstairs to his kitchen. He makes himself a cup of green tea. Staring down at the honey colored liquid he puts it down without giving it a second though and walks away from the tea cup. He goes back to his room and begins to weep silently to himself not trying to cause a disturbance. He has no idea why heâs crying. At least that's what he tells himself, but he knows exactly why.
He wants to let go. He wants to move on. But he canât. Heâs still holding on to the air between them, but itâs no longer there. He lost what mattered most to him and will never get it back. No matter how hard he tries. He wipes his tears away and reaches under his bed and grabs a shoe box from under his bed and goes through the memories in there. He pulls out a painting he made on vacation once, reminiscing of the air and calmness of the lake he portrayed. He holds a notebook that was gifted to him. He opens thinking itâll be an embarrassing diary, but it turns out to be his old poetry book. He flips through mindlessly before re-reading a short poem.
From my heart blooms flowers of all kind
You give love of the best kind
I knew from the time we were young
Just kids on the playground
That someday you would be mine
He cringes at his embarrassment but he knows the exact moment he decided to write this.
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âCome onnnnn Namjoon '' The young boy no older than 7 peeks his head over his book. âAll you ever do is read, donât you get bored of it?â The other younger boy known as Yoongi plops down next to Namjoon. Itâs currently recess time on a particularly hot day. Namjoon was comfortably sitting in a shaded area under a tree that had a decently nice breeze. âDo you ever do anything fun?â Yoongi is practically whining trying to pry Namjoon from his book.
âWell this is fun to meâ Namjoon gets shy at his confession.
âDonât you want to do something else? Like why donât we play basketball?â Yoongi was the athletic one in this friendship. When he wasnât playing basketball, he was trying to convince Namjoon how to play basketball.
âBut I suck at basketballâ Namjoon goes back to reading his book. âAnd besides I donât wanna get all sweaty and it's too hot to play basketballâ
Yoongi groans and gets up from under the tree. âIt's never too hot to play basketball. And you never know you can be really good at it if you keep going.â
Namjoon sighs âBut thatâll take forever to get good at. I really donât feel like learning a new skill right nowâ
Yoongi rolls his eyes at his friend's incompetence. âCome onnnn just try again. For me?â The 9 year old flashes his puppy eyes that he knows will work against Namjoon. âPleeeeeeaaaassssseeeee? After today we never have to play again if you donât want toâ
Namjoon sighs. âPinky Promise?â
âPromiseâ
Namjoon gives it one last thought. âAlright. And this is the last timeâ
Yoongi's eyes light up and he is practically about to jump out of his skin. âAlright let's goâ He drags Namjoon off of the ground and onto the basketball court.
âOk so what you wanna do isâŚâ Yoongi and Namjoon go on to spend the next 5 minutes practicing how to shoot the ball. Namjoon watches in amazement as Yoongi effortlessly makes shot after shot, while he can barely make one. He slowly begins to give up.
âAm I doing this right?â He dribbles the ball and tries to shoot again but the ball falls to the ground without being remotely close to the rim, known as an airball.
âNot quite but youâre getting there.â Yoongi puts his ball down and comes closer to Namjoon. âTry to aim for the white square, that's what I do. '' Yoongi begins his demonstration. He dribbles the ball, gets in his position and shoots the ball. And what do you know, it goes in. Yoongi chases after the ball and passes it to Namjoon. âYou tryâ
Namjoon with shaky hands dribbles the ball and tries to shoot the ball again, aiming for the white square like Yoongi said to. The ball doesnât go through the net but it touches the rim which is progress in Yoongi's eyes. âHey you touched the rim this time. Maybe you should move closer to the hoop and it might go in.â At the current moment Namjoon was standing at the freethrow line.
âYeah. Or maybe basketball isnât my thing like it is yours.â Namjoon drags his feet as he goes to pick up the ball.
Yoongi sighs. âLook, you wonât get good at something overnight. I didnât magically wake up and be good at basketball, I had to keep practicing.â He goes to Namjoon and puts his hands on the ball. âDonât give up K?â
âAlright kids time to go back insideâ The young boys peer over and look at the teacher.
âWell, recess is over. We can try again tomorrowâ Yoongi takes the ball from Namjoon and runs inside. Namjoon however, does not move at all. Heâs practically frozen until another student taps him on the shoulder.
âYou left this over there.â The student places the book in Namjoon's hands and leaves. Namjoon glances at the tree once more then down at the book. He shook off whatever feeling he was feeling and ran back inside the school. From that day on he vouched he would never give up on something so easily and would keep trying. Maybe not basketball, but whatever he was working on at the time, he wouldnât stop until he saw it through the end.
Namjoon shouldâve known Yoongi wouldnât keep his promise because Yoongi came to him asking to play basketball the next day. And the day after. And the day after that. And the day after until the two boys had spent practically everyday for the last 2 weeks playing basketball. Each day Namjoon got easier to convince to play as he knew there was no longer any point in fighting it.Â
On today instead of just shooting hoops, Yoongi decided that he would 1-v-1 Namjoon to a game of 20 points each shoot being worth 1 point. Everything was fine until Yoongi crossed Namjoon and he fell to the ground scraping his knee pretty badly. Namjoon bites his lip trying to hold back the tears but the pain is pretty much inevitable. He had scraped his entire knee and it was bleeding pretty bad. Yoongi looks over and immediately runs to help him up and carries him to the nurse. There she patches him up with a band aid and Yoongi explains the situation to her. By the time recess ended the pain died down and Namjoon was able to walk on his own. The two boys leave together and go back to class. It's pretty quiet for most of it before Yoongi speaks up.
âIâm sorry. I didnât mean to, I just got too into itâ He picks at his skin. âWe donât have to play basketball ever again if you donât want toâ He scratches the back of his neck.
âIt's ok Yoongi. It happens. I donât mind playing again, I think Iâm starting to understand why you like it so muchâ Namjoon gives him a small smile. âDonât think too much about this. Iâll be fine.â The two boys walk into the classroom and finish off the school day.
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He chuckles at the memory of that school year. They basically spent every day that year playing basketball and forming a bond together. He misses the innocence they had back then He closes the poem book to save himself any further embarrassment. He goes back into the box and pulls out 2 gold medals. One that reads âMVPâ and another one being a championship medal. He also pulls out a championship ring. He also remembers this day quite vividly. The team had spent the entire season working hard to make it to finals. And it all paid off as they went the whole season undefeated, even winning the championship.Â
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âAre you coming to the game tonight?â Yoongi leans against the lockers. The two boys are now 17 and 18 nearing the final stages of their high school career.
Namjoon closes his locker. âIâll try to be there before the end of the game, I have to tutor a few people tonight but it shouldnât take longâ He holds his books close to his chest. 10 years have passed and the two boys that were close in height now have a slightly noticeable height difference with Namjoon being slightly taller. Yoongi has mint green hair and Namjoon has brown. Both have gotten noticeably stronger over the years as they work out together when time allows. Yoongi has spent most of his school days playing basketball while after middle school Namjoon decided that it wasnât the thing for him and doesnât play the sport with anyone except Yoongi. It's kind of like their thing to do with each other.
âOk that's fine. Tonight is our championship game and I would really like for you to be there as good luckâ Yoongi gives Namjoon a sly smirk. Namjoon turns as red as a tomato and his heartbeat quickens.
âCan you not say such things to me...It's embarrassingâ He hides his face behind his books and goes to walk to class. But, Yoongi is next to him the whole way.
âWhat's embarrassing? Being my boyfriend?â He says it a little too loud and Namjoon fears someone couldâve heard.
âCan you keep it down. I thought we didnât want anyone to knowâ His head hangs low.
âCome on. No one knows except who we want to know. And so what if someone does know? It wonât hurt. And I kind of wanna show you off as my boyfriend. I want everyone to know that you are mine and that I am yoursâ Yoongi grabs Namjoon's hand but he pulls it away.
âThat's easy for you to say. You're the school pride. You brought the school the semi finals 3 years in a row and now you guys have your championship game tonight. For me Iâm just some unimportant nerdâ Namjoon holds his books closer to his chest. âWeâre in two different worlds Yoongi. Please understand thatâ
Yoongi's face drops. He goes to say something but the school bell rings signifying the start of class. âIâll see you tonight?â He drops the subject.
âWeâll seeâ Namjoon replies and walks into his classroom. Yoongi sighs and walks to his classroom which is in the opposite direction of Namjoons classroom. Yoongi always walks Namjoon to class everyday without fail ever since before they started dating their Sophomore year of high school. Yoongi sits in his 3rd period class thinking about what Namjoon said. Heâs right, they are in two different worlds and he wishes it wasnât like that. And itâs not like anyone isnât suspicious of them. They are practically always together. And whenever people ask Yoongi if they are together he hates denying that they are a thing. He wants to be able to shout it from the rooftops that Namjoon is his boyfriend but heâs not sure if he will.
âYoongi? Care to share with the class what you're thinking about?â The teacher questions him and the entire class turns and faces him. He looks up at the teacher and doesnât respond. Luckily someone else does for him.
âHeâs clearly nervous about tonight. Alot is riding on his back.â Someone says.
âAre you kidding? The Min Yoongi is nervous? If anyone is nervous it's the other teamâ Another says. And this basically sparks a class debate about the championship game tonight.
The teacher sighs and claps her hands. âOk OK everyone pay attention to class. You can worry about tonight's game later. For now let's focus on the review for the testâ The teacher goes back to teaching and the students keep whispering about tonight's game. Yoongi however could care less for either topic. All he can think about is Namjoon.
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There's 1 minute left in the last quarter. Namjoon is sitting on the bleachers with the rest of the student body. He had missed the first few minutes of the first quarter but other than that he has been there for the entire game. The two teams are neck and neck with the other school in the lead 71-72. It's a 1 point difference between the teams. A 1 point difference is between the basketball team and the championship. Right now there is a timeout going on and the enemy school is cheering because previous to the timeout they made the shot that made the score it is now. Namjoon doesnât know what is being said to those boys and would prefer to not find out. He practically feels the entire team, hell the entire gym's heartbeat quickening, awaiting to see the end of the game. There are loud screams everywhere and the buzzer goes off notifying coaches that the time out was over. Everything is moving in slow motion now for Namjoon in the stands. The ref is holding the ball and when Yoongi's teammate reaches him he blows the whistle and the timer begins. Yoongi's teammate passes the ball over to another and it seems that they are trying to waste the clock and pass the ball around. Finally he gets to Yoongi around the 30 second mark he passes the ball to a teammate and the ball goes in bringing the score to 73-72. The gym erupts with cheers again but then it becomes a realization that the other school now gets the ball. There's 20 seconds left in the game all the team has to do is ensure that the other team doesnât get a shot in. Namjoons heart quickens as he realizes this. The other team rushes down the court and tries to get a shot in. Now the timer reads 15 seconds. All they have to do is hold out for 15 seconds but this seems like the longest 15 seconds ever. Then the timer drops down to 10, then 5. And Namjoon sees the hope that is until the team takes the shot and leaves 4 seconds on the clock. Yoongi quickly gets the rebound. And throws the ball all the way from across the court and Namjoon begins to remember a day from when they were young.
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âReally? Youâre reading againâ Its 5th grade for these two. âCome on weâre playing basketballâ Yoongi tries to pry Namjoon from the bench but Namjoon pulls away.
âWe played basketball yesterday. Donât you ever get tired of it?â Namjoon places his book down trying to understand Yoongiâs fascination with sports.
He shakes his head. âNope. Itâs so much fun and so unpredictable.â He dribbles the ball next to the bench. âYou never know if you're gonna make the next 3 pointer, if you can cross someone over or better yet, making a buzzer beaterâ Yoongi lights up with excitement just thinking of all the possibilities while Namjoon is confused on a few of the terminology used.
âA buzzer beater?â You can practically see the question marks on his face.
Yoongi nods. âYeah. So you know how each quarter of a game has a timer right?â That much Namjoon did know, so he nods in response. âWell right when the timer goes off and the buzzer goes off but the ball is already out of your hands, all the player can do is wait for the ball to go in '' Yoongi sits close to Namjoon. âAnd it's like your heart is getting ready to explode, it's beating so fast. Everyone gets quite waiting to see if itâll go in or not and time slows downâ Yoongi has this big smile on his face. âAnd then when the ball goes in, it's like the best feeling ever. Everyone around you cheering for you and it's just indescribableâ Yoongi leans his back against the connected table to the bench thinking about the day heâll be able to experience that feeling.
âWow. That sounds nice but I still donât want to playâ Namjoon goes back to reading his book
âUghhhhh come on pleaseee?â Yoongi places his hand on Namjoons shoulder. âJust one more time?â
âWhy donât you play with the other kids who play basketball? Why must you drag me into this?â
âBecause theyâre all losers and suck. Youâre differentâ
âYeah But I donât play basketball, I donât find it fun like they do.â
âOk but donât you want to feel that feeling? That adrenaline rush? It must be exciting to feel right?â Yoongi keeps pushing his younger friend. âIâll show it to you one day. I promiseâ
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Well, Yoongi did keep that promise. Namjoons heart was racing a mile a second as he watched the ball slowly fly through the air and the buzzer went off. Even though it went off the ball was still going through the air and it was nearing the hop. It bounced off the backboard and I thought it was all going to be over and then it finally hit the edge of the rim and it sunk down bringing the score to 76-74 with Yoongi's team winning. The gym erupts in a loud cheer and Yoongi stands there frozen as his team and the school all run towards him. This was it. This was the moment and the feeling that Yoongi talked about when they were young. Namjoon has a big smile on his face and he goes to try and find Yoongi in the crowd and give him the biggest hug ever. He was so proud of him, everything in their life was leading up to this moment. He finally was able to get it, his buzzer beater moment.
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The memories come back to the now adult man. He puts the medals and ring back into the box and closes it once again. He puts it back under his and looks back over at the clock. Nearly 2 hours have passed since his reminiscing and the sun is beginning to rise. The rain stopped long ago and the man goes back down to the kitchen. He looks at the cup of green tea that has been untouched since he poured it. The tea is now cold and probably tasteless. The man grabs the cup and pours it out remembering how he even got the handcrafted cup before him.
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The two boys are now in college. Namjoon got into Yale University and Yoongi settled for UConn, a neighboring school with a great basketball team for him. They arenât far from each other but their schedules are always conflicting so they arenât able to see each other all the time. However today is a weekend and they were both available to hangout. They decided to go on a picnic and Namjoon picked this place. He also brought painting materials as they decided to make something for each other. Yoongi brought the blanket and the food and they settled down in the space. Yoongi has no idea how Namjoon found this place but it was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. They were on a cliff and it had the most beautiful view of the area and of the sky. There were budding flowers and an old swing there, it was the perfect place.
âHow did you find this place Namjoon?â Yoongi is taking in all of the sights he can.
âFor my art class we were in the area and we were told to make a painting of an area and I found this place. I did the assignment and about how I just had to show you.â Namjoon sets up their place as Yoongi looks all around them. He has the biggest grin.
âThis is really beautiful. And I have got to see this painting you speak of.â Yoongi takes his seat next to Namjoon. âSo, should we paint or eat first?â
Namjoon thinks for a second. âWe should paint first and then eat. Give the paint time to dry while we eat. Then we can go and glaze all the stuff.â
Yoongi nods in agreement. âI like how you think.â The cups are similar in size and shape but how the two of them paint them are drastically different. Namjoon takes a more âprofessionalâ approach. The cup doesnât even look like a normal clay cup, but one made of marble. It's mostly white with hues of black, gray and gold. It looks exactly like a marble countertop or a marble statue. It looks like it took him almost years to make this but in actuality it only took about 3 or 4 hours. It's perfect in Yoongi's eyes. Yoongi on the other hand took a more âcuterâ approach. The base color of the cup is also white but he added mini frogs to the cup with one giant one on the front. Namjoon lets out a small chuckle.
âWhat? What's so funny?â Yoongi is a little confused, and then he looks at the cup and sees what happened.
âIt looks like your frog has titsâ Namjoon tries to stifle his laughter but it all comes pouring out. Yoongi begins to laugh as well.
âShut it. That was not my intention and you know that it wasnât.â
âItâs still funnyâ Namjoon sits up straight and calms down after his laughter fest. âItâs still pretty funnyâ
âYeah yeah whatever.â The two continue painting their cups and just chatting about what was going on for them. Namjoon was studying business courses as he always wanted to be a businessman and Yoongi was studying music production and captain of the basketball team. The pair finish painting and eating right around the time the sun begins to set and they watch as the fog appears and the sun goes down revealing a yellow and orange sky. Namjoon is now sitting on the swing, Yoongi slowly pushing the swing.
âI wish we could have more days like this. With each otherâ Namjoon confesses. âI love you Yoongiâ
Yoongi's heartbeat quickens. This wasnât the first time Namjoon said this. They say it to each other so often it feels like it lost all meaning. âI love you too Namjoonâ The two bask in the sunset until the moon rises and the stars appear. Namjoon gets off the swing and the two pack away all of their things and make their way to Yoongi's car as Namjoon doesnât have his license at the moment. As they are leaving they are spotted by two of Yoongi's teammates.
âYooo Yoongi whats upâ The two men dap Yoongi and Namjoon does nothing but watch. It comes about that their names are Taehyung and Jungkook, two lower classmen on the team.
âWhos this?â The younger one, Jungkook, points to Namjoon.
Yoongi halts for a second before responding. Everyone on the team knows he's bi so it shouldnât matter what he says right? âThis is my boyfriend, Namjoonâ
Surprise goes across the two boys' faces and Namjoon stiffens up. âWell nice to meet you. I didnât think you were the relationship type Yoongiâ Taehyung says.
Namjoon is very clearly confused. âWhat do you mean by that?â
Jungkook shrugs. âWell whenever people would approach him he always denied them and would just say he didnât want a relationship or anything. So we just thought he was some grumpy man who just liked basketball and music. Heâs never really talked about you eitherâ
Namjoon's eyes fall. âWell I understand. I did tell him that I didnât really want anyone to know about us in high school but I didnât think it would carry over to collegeâ The two of them exchange a look for a few seconds. Yoongi then turns his attention to the 2 underclassmen.
âWhat are you guys doing here anyway? There's nothing here for milesâ
âWell we actually came to find you. You missed practice today and the coach was pissedâ Taehyung says matter of factly.
âI didnât know you had practice todayâ Namjoon looks at him confused
âThat's not importantâ Yoongi brushes him off. âHow did you find me?â
âDid you forget?â Jungkook questions the older boy. âThe team shares location with each other at all times. If you didnât want to be found you really shouldâve turned it off.â
Yoongi mentally beats himself up for that. He throws his head back then rubs his temples. âAlright you guys head home and Iâll make it up to coach later.â
âAlright. But he was pretty mad so Iâm praying for you.â The two underclassmen leave and Namjoon addresses Yoongi missing practice.
âWhy did you skip practice?â
âWell I wanted to come see you. I missed youâ
âYeah but you know better than to just miss practice. You shouldâve goneâ
âIts fine its nothingâ âNo Yoongi, it's nothing. You love basketball. What if you get kicked off the team because of me? I could never live with thatâ
Yoongi puts his hands on Namjoons shoulders. âCalm down. I wonât get kicked off the team. Iâll be fine.â
Namjoon takes a deep breath. âYou better be Yoongiâ
âI will I promiseâ
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He was in fact fine. The coach dismissed it and let the situation go. It's now years later and the cup presented before the older man still looks as fresh as it did the day they made those cups. The man looks at the oven clock and it reads 6:13. He realizes he will have to go into work soon. It's a quite cold day out with the temperature being 30 degrees fahrenheit (-1 degree celsius) he decides to bundle up. He goes to his closet and falls down a red scarf he hadnât seen in years. He lets the fabric drape over his hands. He looks at the scarf once more as he canât remember how he got this like he did with the poem, the medal, and the cup. Then he does remember and he wishes he hadnât.
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âNo. It canât be trueâ His heartbeat quickens and tears well up in his eyes.
âWe did everything we could. Iâm so sorry Mr.-â The world stops for him. He drops down to his knees and begins to sob loudly pleading with the doctor to go back and bring back his lover, his one and only, his soulmate. Friends he made through the years try to comfort him but it just doesn't work out like that. They donât understand. He was the only one right for him. He couldnât just let him go. They did everything together. He wasnât ready for him to go. The man's friends bring him out of the hospital after a few minutes and bring him home. The man has stopped crying and is now dead silent. Not a single sound coming from him other than the sound of his shaky breath.
A few days go by and it's time to get the last of his stuff from the hospital. It wasnât much. Just his clothes, his wallet and a red scarf. The man gave his love this red scarf for their anniversary along with an engagement ring. He felt it was time seeing as they were high school sweethearts and werenât leaving each other anytime soon. Their anniversary was just a few days ago. He begins to tear up again and then just stuff all of it into the car.
It was all so sudden when it happened. The two had decided that they were going to go back to the cliff and swing as they always did. After that first date it became a regular occasion for them to do. Hell they even got engaged there. The man remembers already being there waiting for the other to appear. But then 10 minutes go by with no sign of showing up or text. Then 20 minutes. Then around the 30 minute mark The man gets a call from the hospital getting the news he dreaded. The love of his life had been in a terrible car accident. They were doing everything they could to save him but the chances of his survival were slim. The man managed to catch one of his friends before they got too far and they drove to the hospital together.
It's now the day of his funeral. The man thinks of just not going as a whole as the pain he bears is too much, but he knows that's wrong of him to do. He sits down in the front row trying to hold in his composure and not sob in the hysteric way he wants to. His head hangs low. Heâs wearing a black tux and black shades to hide his puffy eyes. He just wants this to all be over so that he can go to his home and never come back out again.Â
Just like he wished, everything was over quickly. He decided to not go to the repass and everyone around him, including both families, understood why. The man just wanted to be alone. He felt as though this was his fault. That is he hadnât told his love to meet him there and just stayed with him instead of taking separate trips that wouldâve been avoided and that he would still be here. Everyone tried to tell the man that he couldnât have predicted this and that it wasn't his fault. But he canât help but like it was.
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The man calls out of work that day and decides to go back to the swing and the tree. Today would've been the love of his life's birthday. He sits behind the swing and reminisces on all of the time they spent together and what wouldâve been if not for that fateful day. The man has come to terms that he would never love another like he loved him and that he would be content with waiting out the rest of his days alone.
âYou know, it sucks you arenât here anymoreâ The man begins to pick away at his skin. âIt's your birthday today but Iâm sure you know that already considering that, it is your birthdayâ He chuckles at his joke. âI spend every day thinking about what our wedding would be like. What you would wear, what I would wear. Who is in the wedding, the theme, the color. Everything. I decided to write my vows to you so here goes.â The man clears his throat and reads from the paper.
My dearly beloved,
You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. You were always there for me. My thick and thin, my sickness and my health, my light and my dark. Weâve always known each before we even knew our own selves. I'm so thankful to have known you since diapers and now to be able to call you my husband. Ever since that day on the playground and the many days after, I knew you would be mine. Itâs like the stars aligned for us to be together. We were inseparable. We spent every waking moment we could together and even if our busy schedules wouldnât allow it, we tried our very hardest to make it work.
Being with you is like having that buzzer beater moment everyday. Every minute. Every second. Being with you is always something new and unpredictable. Whether it's trying a new recipe, seeing a movie, going to a new location, it was always fun doing it with you. You are the highlight of every day, my entire life even. I would never go back and change anything. Because if I did the butterfly effect is very real and I donât wanna mess up the littlest thing if it meant getting to this moment.
You, My dear, are my everything. If I didnât have you around I probably wouldnât have the drive I have now. You kept me moving forward and wanting to keep pushing myself. I probably wouldâve given up by now but I always think about the time you learned what a buzzer beater was and how you get all the glory and cheers. I was always waiting and hoping for that moment to happen. And it did. I thought it was the time in high school during the championship game when I had an actual buzzer beater moment. But it wasnât. I was never one for metaphors and similes until I met you. You are my buzzer beater moment. And I wouldnât trade it for the world.
The man looks at the swing. âItâs cheesy, I know.â He eyes the swing up and down. He lets out a breath he feels like heâs been holding for centuries. âIâm not ready to let you go, but itâs something I have to do. I'll always think of you and our memories together.â The man takes the red scarf off of his neck and ties it to the swing. He stands and gives the swing a push. âThis will always be our spot. Thatâll never change.â He pushes the swing again. âAnd Iâll always be yours. That's another thing thatâll never changeâ He pushes the swing one last time. âBut I'm letting go. I hope you're ok with that.â and with that the man walks away and never returns back to the spot ever again.Â
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The scarf still sits on that swing blowing in the wind. Sometimes the man wonders if anyone has gone to that spot and taken the scarf or if that became a new couple's spot. But even with someone new, the man still thinks of him. It's been a few years now and the man has a family. He has a husband and kids now. He looks outside the window to see his oldest son in the driveway saying what he once said to his love.
âCome onnnnnnn all you ever do is read do you ever get bored of it?â