imagine that his in the NBA

Mikey- age 24

y/n- age 23

I covered my face with my hands as I watched the oppose team in victory formation. in seconds on the clock ran out and I watched as my boyfriend Mikey Williams ran out into the court to shake hands with the other team.  the final score 118-115.

He tired so hard I thought as I watched number 1 moving across the court, but in the end is wasn't enough. Mikey Williams lost is first playoff. and it was a devastating loss. I mentally groaned as I thought about all the comments and articles that Mikey would have to deal with for the next few weeks. he wouldn't have any time to recover from the loss before everyone asked him about it. what made it even worse was that is was an excruciating loss. it felt like there was nothing i can do to help him.

As soon as Mikey walked out of his press conference following the game, I walked up to him and put my arms around him. I said nothing just stood there hugging him. it took him a second to respond, then he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me even closer to him.  I felt him hide his face in my hair as we stood there holding each other. I could feel how unsteady hid breathing was as I held him.

y/n: hey baby, lets go back to the hotel so you can get some rest. I said, moving slightly so I could see his face. he nodded in response and walk towards the car.

Mikey didn't say anything on the drive to the hotel. he kept his eyes on the road and his hands on the steering wheel. he seemed completely focused on driving. I didn't say anything figuring that when he was ready to talk he would.

It felt like eternity before we finally made it back to our hotel room. As soon as the door shut Mikey sat down on the bed and hid his face in his hands. I hesitated for a moment before I walked forward and put my arms around him. If Mikey didn't want me there I trusted that he would ask for some space. From the start of our relationship we had always been very honest with each other about when we needed space. I rubbed my hands up and down Mikey's back trying to comfort him.

After not moving or speaking for five minutes Mikey finally spoke.

Mikey: i'm so sorry baby. he said, his voice breaking when he said my name.

I knelt down in front of the bed so I was kneeling between Mikey's legs as he sat on the bed. I gently placed my hands over Mikey's and pulled them away from has face. Finally able to see his face I realized that Mikey had been crying.

y/n: babe why on earth are you sorry for? I asked softly.

Mikey: for disappointing you. for getting embarrassed during the biggest game of the year. Mikey paused for a moment and drew a shaky breath.

Mikey: i'm sorry that I wasn't the man that you deserved today. I wanted to make you proud. I don't deserve you.  Mikey's voice shook slightly.

y/n: baby listen to me. I said, waiting until looked at me before continuing to speak.

y/n: you know I don't care about basketball. I couldn't careless about how you played. I love you. playing basketball happens to be your job. baby, you know that stuff never mattered to me, I only care about you. I smiling.

I stopped talking when I realized that Mikey started crying again. I was worried for a moment before he spoke.

Mikey: I love you so much y/n. I don't know how I handle everything without you being there for  me whenever I need you.

y/n: well I don't plan on going anywhere baby. you're stuck with me. I said as I smiled up at him. he smiled back before leaning down to kiss me.

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