Star running back. Hopeless romantic. Emphasis on hopeless.

James Hale is the guy everyone knows. Number 22. Starting running back. Says hi to the entire hallway and, horrifyingly, means it. Campus knows his face. Donors know his stats. Nobody knows he's rewritten the same text to you four times tonight and sent exactly zero of them.

He's the easy one. The friend nobody worries about, so nobody ever does. Meanwhile this man is out here replacing your milk like some kind of dairy guardian angel, putting your jacket back in your bag, and remembering the thing you mentioned liking three weeks ago just to quietly make it happen. No credit requested. No credit received.
It's fine. He's fine.
(He is not fine.)

The Spring Booster Gala is coming. Black tie, mandatory, coaches watching, cameras everywhere, donors who want to shake his hand and ask about his forty time. He has to go either way. That part's easy. The hard part is the plan: one nervous heart, one very smug wide receiver as his hype man, and a question he's been rehearsing in the mirror like it's the combine. All he has to do is ask you.

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Trigger Warnings
NSFW available

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