In the familiar field, a sense of nostalgia washes over you. The bright sun kisses your face in the most delicate way.. and a smile creeps onto your lips. Closing your eyes, you shake your hair—dislodging the confetti that falls over your head like how the snowflakes did last winter. A sigh escapes your lips, and when you open your eyes—

You immediately stand up, jumping in excitement while holding a sign with your boyfriend's name emblazoned in big, bold letters above your head. Sitting in the very front row, you bounce up and down—wearing a jersey with a 'Cavill' and the number 12 embroidered on the back.

"Woohoo! Go Go Tyler!"

From far down the field, a boy who had been busy directing his team—wearing a white baseball jersey and a black cap with white-bordered 'RH' initials—looks up. Even from far away, his eyes find yours.. and a charming lopsided grin spreads across his face. Turning his attention back to his team, he shakes his head in amusement—

"Tyler Bestie~! Go Go Bestie~"

But your relentless cheering catches his attention for the—might be—tenth time. He tries to continue—can't help but chuckle as his teammates also never-ending teasing. From afar, you giggle as he gives them an apologetic look—tilting his head while seemingly telling his teammates, "Can you guys—excuse me for a sec?"

Bet with me.

He jogs over to where you're standing, still chuckling in disbelief as the shouts of his name fill the air. You walk over to the net—pressing the sign against it, as if it's not already big enough for everyone to see from The Eiffel Tower.

An eyebrow raised.. glinting hazel eyes—bewitching grin..

He arrives in front of you. His charming grin glinting under the sun as he raises an eyebrow in amusement. Giving him a knowing look, you attempt to suppress a smirk.. before the two of you simultaneously turn in the same direction. Wearing matching grins—only separated by the net—you walk in tandem, mirroring each other's steps, eyes never leaving each other.. until the net is no longer in sight.

He climbs the sturdy steel tube on the ground as a little push—to lean against the low wall that separates you. The sun.. the confetti.. the crowd.. all fade into the background as he reaches out to you. You move closer.. slowly crouching by the edges.. looking up at him with your elbows resting on the concrete—chin on your hands. You're beaming, joy radiating off of you as you finally stand before him.

He extends his hands between you—sandwiching you, keeping you close. His gaze drops at you flirtatiously, raising an eyebrow in a seductive way. Tyler's grin widens, his eyes sparkling with affection. Despite the height difference between the field and your area, he still towers over you—making you lift your chin to meet his gaze.

"Can you be quiet for a second?" he teases, letting out an amused chuckle.

"Why should I? You like it every time I do this, don't you?"

"Well.. that was before you were my girlfriend.." he smirks, waiting for you to catch on his mischievousness. Until.. with a round eyes—mouth agape, you pout,

"What?! So you're saying you're ashamed I'm your girlfriend?!"

There. And that charming comeback of his. Voila.

Chuckling at your glum, he looks at you with teasing sweetness.. until he finally speaks, "Wanna know a secret?"

"Hey! Why do you keep stealing my line!"

"Do you want to know or not?"

Fake pouting, you lift your chin in a playful, challenging manner. Suppressing a smile, he finally leans in and whispers in your ear,

"You're the perfect girlfriend,"

As he pulls back, your face's already red—and he lets out a loud laugh as he throws his head back in amusement. You—still embarrassed—playfully smack his cheek just as an intruding voice breaks the moment.

"Seriously. How the hell could you guys—still have the capability to be even more disgusting than you already were?"

The two of you snap your heads—to find Eve, standing there with a disgusted face with a jumbo popcorn in her arms—as always. Can't help letting out a laugh by her expression, you hide yourself behind Tyler's arms and lean your head to him, eliciting an even more repelling look from Reed.

"Ew! Go away, Cavill! The game's about to start, jeez!"

Eve's timing is impeccable as Tyler's teammates start calling for him from a distance. Some laughing, some shouting at him to hurry the fuck up.

"Urgh, get a room, lovebirds!" "Can have your attention too, captain~"

Cavill looks back and laughs, and so do you. Ending this appalling moment—according to Eve—he turns back to you and kisses you quickly. Pulling away in urgency, he cockily promised, "I'll win this thing for you, Winny," a smirk spreads on his face, eyes looking down at you.

Giggling in euphoria, you kiss him again before pulling back, cheering, "Oh I'm sure you will, brat,"

Letting out a smirk before giving you one last peck, he finally jumps away. Still locking his gaze on you, he winks at you with his killer lopsided grin as he slowly jogs backwards.. until he finally turns and jogs back to his team.

With a face still glowing with euphoria, you turn to look at Eve—who in a contrast, sharply squints her eyes in disgust. Rolling her eyes while looking away in annoyance, she brushes past you, bumping your butt as she goes.

"Hey!"

When Tyler reaches his teammates, there goes his dignity. The team hit him on the back—taking off his cap to roughly mess his hair. Cavill laughs, squashed among his bully friends—but when he averts his gaze to the corner.. his laughter falters. A boy with another black cap sits on the bench. His golden locks frame the edges of his face as he fiddles with his wooden bat.

Dominic.

Tyler's smile fades. Without hesitation, he signals his teammates to give him a moment—and without needing further explanation they immediately back away and release him, a look of knowing on their faces. Unlike earlier, hesitation starts to creep in as he starts approaching Dom. However, inhaling deeply—he quickly steels himself and walks towards him.

Dom looks up, realizing someone is approaching—he immediately freezes, stopping himself from fiddling with the bat to grip it tightly in front of him. Awkwardly, he looks away as Tyler sits beside him with a good amount of distance.

"H—hey," Tyler starts, stammering out of awkwardness—wanting to look Dom in the eye but fails miserably as he brings his head down instead. Eyes still looking straight at the bat, Dominic didn't say a thing. Tyler cringes, letting the two of them sit in the uncomfortable silence. Deciding it's a now or never moment, he finally speaks, "I.. I wanted to say that I'm sorry."

Dom exhales, fiddling with his bat again as Tyler finally musters the courage to slightly shift his position to face Dom. After a moment of contemplation, he finally opens his mouth to say, "I really didn't mean to make things awkward between us. I.. admit I've been a mess, Hunt. I know I don't deserve your forgiveness, but I just—what I want to say is—" he pauses, gulping before he finally continues, "I just want to say that.. what I regret the most—is how this whole ordeal—ruined.. us."

Dom stays silent, listening intently but still not looking at him. With helplessness plastered on his face, Tyler looks at him for a long time.. before with sincerity, he says,

"I really hurt you, and I'm really sorry, bro."

Taken aback, Hunt looks away. A moment passes.. Giving up, Tyler stands up.. and gives a sad smile. And for the first time in a while.. he ultimately remarks,

"Hit some logs, alright?"

With a smile, he looks down, resigning himself. Turning away with slumped shoulders, Cavill starts walking out. But as he reaches the dugout door—

"You know,"

Tyler immediately turns back, color returning to his face. Dominic's gaze still facing the far end of the field—but a small smile plays on his lips as he says, "Since you're such a pussy—" Tyler chuckles, trying to suppress his happiness by looking down before folding his hands over his chest and leans against the dugout railing. "I'm pretty confident I could win her over," Dom smirks as Tyler raises an eyebrow in his challenge.

But his smirk slowly transforms into a gentle smile as Hunt mutters, "But.. seeing how you look at each other.. I realized.." he pauses, a sense of melancholy flickers on his eyes. Like letting go a huge lump on his chest, he finally puts away the bat and leans it against the wall beside him and say,

"No one can love her like you do, Ty."

Taken aback, Tyler straightens, unfolding his once folded hands—turning to Dom with wide eyes. With a lopsided smile, Hunt finally looks at him, saying, "I was the fool. We all saw how you two were from the start—I only ended up getting in the way, I'm sorry, man—"

"No Dom. I'm the one who should apologize. Not being honest with myself made things complicated for everyone—including you. I never intended to—but well.."

"Shit happens—"

At their simultaneous exclamation, they snap their heads—freeze—then break off laughing. In sudden realization, they awkwardly look away in embarrassment. Until.. adjusting his seat, Dom exhales.. and extends his hand. Surprised, Tyler stares at the extended hand with bright eyes—before meeting Dom's smirk. Eagerly, he shakes them firmly—before tugging them, and pulls Dom into a tight hug.

"Missed you, man." Tyler says, patting Dom's back with a melancholy grin on his face.

With a broad grin, Dom replies, returning the pat, "Me too, man."

Suddenly, a pair of arms enthusiastically joins the hug. And the both of them laugh, knowing exactly who it is. Wyatt shouts, "Yeah! Finally brothers! The bromance is back! Bros before hoes—!" but a hand smacks Wyatt's head—he immediately rubs his head, scowling.

"It's my girlfriend you're talking about, Wyatt," Tyler says sternly.

"Yeah you don't get to talk about my ex like that, bro," Dom adds.

Tyler slowly turns to Dom with mock annoyance—only to find Dom grinning mischievously. "Oh, so we're making exes jokes now, huh?"  Tyler snickers, his voice tinged with playful irritation. In a blink, Tyler traps Dom in a firm headlock, murmuring in his ear, "you want to die, asshole?"

Dom just laughs—even under Tyler's hold, and says, "Like the blonde said," looking over at Liam, who immediately shouts with a knowing look,

"BROS BEFORE HOES, MOTHAFUCKA!"

Tyler throws Dom into Wyatt, and the three of them burst into laughter. They exchange excited looks, and for a second, something clicks. They tilt their heads with funny expressions.. before Hunt eagerly pops the balloon, "Man, I missed the chant—"

"Back at it?" Wyatt raises an eyebrow as he turns to Tyler.

Grinning widely, Cavill shouts, "Everybody positioooonssss!"

Their teammates look at each other in surprise and excitement as they make a howling sound. All immediately run and form a circle around the trio. Preparing to relive the chant, the trio, reunited and full of energy, skips and runs in the middle of the circle—hyping their teammates as they make howling shouts—until Dom claps with an echoing sound, making everyone go silent. All waits in anticipation as Liam inhales.. before running around the circle and shouts,

"I'm a blonde but I still hit!"

"RIVERS!"

As the teammates shout, Liam points to Luke—whose shoulder is already moving up and down with excitement, arms around the shoulders of the teammates beside him—Luke shouts,

"I'm too high but I still hit!"

"RIVERS!"

The spectators start giving their attention, pulling out their phones to record the scene. From afar, you and Eve share a laugh—you pull Tara into a hug beside you. Seen this so many times, but still, it just never gets old.

"Bad at calc but I still hit!"

"RIVERS!"

As they approach the end of the chant, Tyler skids to step out of the circle with a ball in hand—making all of them make a curve around him. Until finally, everyone chants the final line,

"HIT THE LOG AND I WILL HIT, RIVERS!"

And Tyler tosses the ball lightly into the air and swings his bat, sending the ball soaring far into the field—and the entire field erupts in cheers! Tyler pretends to shield his eyes with his hand as if looking far into the distance for the ball, acting very cocky while his friends push him playfully. Not far, the coach watches and shakes his head with a smile.

Anyway, it's Tyler.

Tyler doesn't pay attention, the attention pays him.

You watch Tyler, laughing, and somehow.. your eyes meet his. Even between the crowd, you can fathom his cheeky wink, causing you to shake your head with a giggle—but as you move your gaze to his side.. you catch Dom's eye. Your grin slightly falters, thinking he might look away, unwilling to see you—but instead, he smiles. A gasp escapes your lips before you break into a wide smile, ultimately relieved.

Soon as they finished with the cheers, the game progressed with both teams battling fiercely. The final inning finally approaches, the score tied. Finally the River's pitcher—your boyfriend—steps up to bat, his eyes focused and determined. Not wanting to disturb his focus, you pray inwardly, sending him all the luck you have for him.

Your heart pumps in adrenaline—and so is everyone's as they watch in dead silence. You watch as the other team's pitcher winds up.. and the ball finally hurtles towards him—and Tyler swings—the crack of the bat meeting the ball echoes through the field! The tense faces of the spectators follow the line of the ball like a slow motion.. until they realize—it sails over the fence for a home run!

The crowd erupts in cheers, his teammates rush the field, celebrating the win. Tyler rounds the bases, a triumphant grin on his face. As he reaches home plate, he's swarmed by his ecstatic teammates, all shouting and jumping in joy. Amidst the chaos, you break through the crowd, running towards him.

Tyler sees you and his eyes light up, immediately opening his arms wide—as you leap into them, wrapping your arms around his neck! Spinning you around, he holds you tight as the both of you laugh. He sets you down, and you look into each other's eyes—before you both lean in, lips meeting in a triumphant kiss. When you finally pull back, breathless and smiling, Tyler cups your face in his hands, his forehead resting against yours as he whispers,

"I told you I'd win this for you, baby."

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