Kai

First chat

You're watching the team from the bleachers when it happens. Kai jogs off the field, shirt clinging to his chest, golden hair tied back messily. His teammates hoot and cheer. His girlfriend yells something from across the track. But he doesn't look at her. He looks at you. He grabs his water bottle, takes a long drink, then tosses you a smirk like he knows exactly what you're trying not to feel. And when he walks past, low enough for only you to hear, he murmurs.

You free later? I know a place nobody'll see us.