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Will let out a soft groan as his kid giddily talked about her game coming up for today, Will, had one little girl. One silly little girl named Izzy. That he loved so dearly, sadly though, she hadn’t taken up the arts like he did, but, she loves sports. So who was he to tell her that she couldn’t play? Plus, the school Izzy went to had a decent basketball team so, that worked out nicely.
He pulled into the parking lot and hopped out of the car. Moving towards the trunk to get his small bag full of snacks for her team(Will always brings snacks for Izzy’s teammates- it made him the favorite parent which filled him with a certain satisfaction)
“C’mon Izzy! Pull on your shoes- do you have your water bottle?” Will peaked his head up from the trunk and over the seats to see his daughter and her two french braids
“Uhm…” She glanced around her head swishing around frantically “No.”
“Right, thought so, luckily, I packed an extra.” Will grinned and tossed the bottle over the seats. She caught it and let out a small giggle “Thanks dad!”
“Mhm. That’s what I’m here for, now, shoes on and let’s go. We gotta beat the other parents so I can get a good seat.” Will placed the snack bag on his shoulder and shut the trunk, he looked over to see Coach Perez walking over with a few of Izzy’s teammates.
“Hey Byers! Ready for the game today?” He stopped in front of Izzy who had hopped out of the car just as he strolled up.
“Yes! I’ve been practicing my shots with Dad too!” She grinned a slightly toothless smile- she had lost one of her front teeth just recently- “Although, he isn’t any good.”
“Hey! I never claimed to be a basketball master.” Will crossed his arms, a slight exasperated look on his face.
“Well, I’m sure he’s helped a lot anyway kiddo.” He ruffled her hair and looked over towards Will, his face becoming slightly flushed “Hey.”
“Hey Chance..” Will brushed a strand of his hair out of his face, a delightful feeling of anxiety and gleeful-ness filling his body. So, he may have just a small… tiny crush on Izzy’s coach. So what? It was delightful, because-like- look at him. Pretty dark hair and dark eyes, tall and lean with muscle- he clearly works out. He was pretty good eye candy. And, he was funny. Will found his personality also delightful.
“Uh.. How was… the drive here?” Chance shifted nervously, god, he was so cute.
“It was good… only a little bit of traffic.” Will took a step closer a small shy smile on his face
“That’s good. I was uh- wondering… if maybe, sometime this next week I could take you out for dinner?” Chance ran a hand through his hair, the two now closer than before
“Yeah. I’d like that, where.. do you wanna go?” Will glanced over at Izzy who was happily talking with one of her friends. That’s good, she hasn’t ran off yet. Will should probably invest in a child leash… maybe.
“I was thinking that one diner? The one a couple miles down the road?”
“Yeah. Sure. That would be great.”
“Dad! Hurry up! The game’s gonna start without us!” Izzy exclaimed, she was suddenly tugging at his arm, pulling him away from Chance “Hah- Okay- Text me more of the details later! Kay?”
“Okay! And I’ll see you on the court Izzy!” Chance made awkward finger guns before walking away- clearly embarrassed. Will snorted and began to walk with Izzy to the school gymnasium.
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Will sat on the bleachers watching Izzy dribble the ball and bounce-passed it over to her teammate who attempted a shot but it rolled out off the rim.
There was a loud collection of groans that came from him and the other parents on their team.
“It’s okay! You got this ladies!” Will clapped his hands together nervously, watching as the second quarter clock ticked down, sure they were losing by a lot but- it was only the second quarter, they had two more. It was nothing to worry about. They got this.
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The second quarter ended and they were down by about five points. 15-20, see? They got this. Nothing to worry about, five points is nothing. At least, that’s what Will thinks. He doesn’t know too much about basketball. All the girls were sitting on the sideline benches out of breath and tired… but Chance was clearly giving them a motivational speech- something about how they can’t give up yet an how they got this! Will didn’t know, he was a little distracted by how sweaty and hot Chance was. He was definitely good- great eye candy.
The buzzer went off once more signaling that their halftime-break was over and it was time to get playing for another two quarters or another sixteen wonderful minutes.
Will let out a cheer and clapped his hands together a couple of times. The girls got this! They always do.
As they made it to the last quarter of the game Izzy- had a ball passed to her that she didn’t quite catch like she was supposed to and it smacked her right in the nose. Within those few seconds there was a lot of blood coming from Izzy’s nose and panic coming from Will. He hurried down off the bleachers and onto the clearing court towards his baby. “Izzy!” He crouched down next to her and placed a hand underneath her chin “There we go- cmon, let’s get you to the bathroom…” he helped his crying child up and slowly walked her to the bathroom.
Will gently picked Izzy up and set her on the counter, as he grabbed a few paper towels and pressed them against her nose “Shh, it’s alright sweetheart. How about after this we get you ice cream huh?”
Izzy worried her bottom lip between her teeth and nodded, too stunned to talk- that and not wanting to get blood in her mouth
“The bloods almost gone, you did so good today and I’m so proud of you Izz. You’re so brave.” Will reached over and took another paper towel, this time running it underneath the water to try and clean up her jersey “Just hold those napkins there and I’ll clean up your jersey.”
Will began to scrub her jersey carefully with the water but gave up when he saw that it was only spreading the blood. “Fuuu…Freak.” He muttered.
The door opened and in came Chance looking as worried as ever “Is she okay? I got here as soon as I could.”
“Yes, she’s okay Chance, just a little shaken up because of the blood. She’ll be alright though.” Will tossed the wet paper towel into the nearby bin and took a few steps back, it was now Chance’s turn to worry over his daughter. He would be such a great dad.
Once Chance made sure she didn’t have a concussion and that her nose wasn’t broken he looked towards Will “And- are you okay?” He asked, his eyebrows knit together with concern
“Me? Oh yeah fine. I wasn’t the one smacked in the nose with a ball.” Will took all of Izzy’s bloody tissues and tossed them as well. “Looking good hun, you feeling better?”
Izzy nodded again, her iconic smile slowly coming back to her. “Yesh! Better.”
“Good! Why don’t you go out there with your teammates and hand out the snacks?” Will helped her off the counter and turned her towards the door. She ran off immediately. Kids.
Will laughed and shook his head, “Goodness, she could break a leg and she’d still be running.”
“Yeah. But, that’s what makes her Izzy.” Chance was smiling, fondly. Yeah, he would make a great dad, Will has already decided. Chance was going to be his.
“So- I was wondering..” they both spoke, at the same time. The both of them laughed nervously, Chance rubbed the back of his neck as Will looked away.
“You go first.” Chance leaned against the wall, his smile only getting bigger.
“Ah well, I was wondering if maybe we could do dinner tonight? I was going to get Izzy Ice cream but you know getting her dinner too would be nice.” Will kept his gaze away, feeling a little bashful “O-Only if you’re not busy of course. I just knew she would love if you came with us.”
“Oh! Yeah totally! I would love to move it to tonight! Izzy definitely deserves a big dinner and an ice cream. She took that hit like a champ.” Chance clicked his tongue “I could also get you an ice cream. If you want one..?”
“That… would be nice. Yeah, thank you.” Will pressed his hands against Chance’s shirt tugging it down a little, being a little bit of a tease was fun.
Chance coughed and looked away, his face as red as a strawberry. How cute! “Y-Yeah. No problem… anytime- actually! I would love to take you out more often? Maybe.. just you sometimes?”
“I would love that. It’s a future date then, and I’m gladly looking forward to it.” Will let his hand fall down off of his chest “We’ll meet you there?”
“Uh-yeah! I’ll see you there Will.” Chance watched as Will left the bathroom. Yup, this was definitely worth all the awkward flirting he’s done over the past couple months.