k- kissing georgia amoore
*for the first time, in a relationship with her*
KISSING GEORGIA AMOORE !
you were walking hand in hand with your girlfriend, georgia. the rookies had been invited to throw the first pitch at the nationals game to welcome the rookies into D.C. kiki and sonia were skipping together, laughing at something random. georgia was filming them on her phone, shaking her head. you all came to a stop in front of a couple of workers, nudging georgia so she would listen to what they were saying.
you guys met a couple days before the draft, when she was in the salon getting her hair cut by one of your friends that you were visiting. unsurprisingly, you guys hit it off and went on your first date the day before the draft. since your home salon is based in the D.C area, you were hoping that the mock draft of her being picked by the mystics would be accurate. long story short, when she needed a place to stay in D.C, you offering up the empty bedroom in your apartment seemed like a good idea. ( it was )
tuning back into the conversation, you squeezed georgia’s hand and smiled back up at her. she grinned, wrapped an arm around your shoulders. “george, come practice over here. we don’t need any embarrassment.” kiki laughed, tossing georgia one of the baseballs. “baby- get one of the gloves and try and catch this.” the brunette looks over at you, reaching down and grabbing a glove. “soni- that was actually so bad.” you cackle, watching as the ball hit the ground after a few seconds of air-time. she rolled her eyes, flipping you off. after the girls threw the balls back and forth for a couple minutes, everyone finally made their way down to the field. cameras followed your every move, the girls waving at the fans as they walked by.
you were standing just off the mound, trying to look casual, but your cheeks had been hurting from smiling at her. when she jogged back over post pitch, cap tilted just enough to let a few curls fall into her eyes, she looked like she knew exactly how good she looked.
“so?” she said, breathless, “how was it?” locking your hands back together, you look back up at her. “you made it look so easy,” you teased, “kinda hot.”before she could say anything back, the stadium speakers cut through with a squeal of static. a wave of “aww” rolled through the stands. you frowned—until you noticed the big screen above the scoreboard.
the kiss cam.
your faces.
georgia froze, eyes wide and cheeks beginning to flush. then she smiled, small and a little nervous, and you didn’t even give her a chance to overthink it. you leaned in, the brim of her cap brushing your forehead, and kissed her—soft at first, but then you heard the crowd roar, and you couldn’t help but laugh against her mouth.
when you pulled back, her ears were pink and she whispered, “guess my pitch was just that good, huh?”
“oh shut up.” you said. but you were smiling too hard to mean it.
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