(There will be some making out in this chapter, so if you're uncomfortable, (which I understand) feel free to skip!)
"Hey, Y/N. How about you play pitcher?" Kenny asks, sweating dripping down his face.
"I-okay? Like baseball pitches or softball?" I'm hesitant about this.
"Either is fine, Y/N/N." Benny tells me. I nod in response. Kenny runs over to me.
"It's as hot as a pig out there, good luck." He mumbles in my ear.
"Thanks." I whisper. I put my hair into a messy ponytail. I grab my glove and slid it on. I grab a softball from the bucket and run out onto the field. "Ooh, man. It's hot." I mumble while running past Yeah-Yeah.
"Yeah, yeah. Sure is!" He replies. I giggle. Benny rolls his eyes out our encounter. I ignore it.
"Ready?" I yell from the mound. Benny nods, smirking. I hold the softball, fingers tips on the seams. I step back, going into my full windup. The ball leaves my hand and it goes flying to home plate. Benny swings and misses.
"Striiike one!" Ham laughs.
"C'mon, Benny! Why'd you not swing?" I run over to him, taking the ball from Ham. "Thanks." I mumble to Ham.
"It's just- it's hot out, dawg!" He yells.
"Dawg?" I chuckle.
"Yes, dawg? Alright just go away." He mumbles.
"O-okay." I respond.
"That was a little harsh, Benny-Man." I hear Ham say as I walk away.
"I don't care, Ham. It's way too hot out." Benny whispers.
"We can go inside?" Timmy suggests from first base.
"Shut up!" Benny yells. I look at Timmy and he looks at me.
"Benny-" I chuckle. "What the hell is up with you." I walk over to him. "It's not fair for you to take your anger out at us." I argue.
"Fine- fine. It's just too hot out!" He whisper yells in my ear.
"That's not my problem!" I yell.
"Go sit out." He tells me sternly.
"Okay, dad." I spat. Benny's face starts to go red. Is he blushing?! No way!
"Now." He says.
"Mhm, okay. Have good luck finding a pitcher." I spat.
"Kenny!" Benny yells as I walk away.
"Nah, Benny-Man! It's too hot out!" Kenny yells back from the dugout.
"Hey." I mumble as I take a seat next to Kenny. "Why is he being so harsh?"
"It's the first time he ever missed a ball!" He yells. I chuckle. I look over at Benny but I don't see him.
"Taking about me, ladies?" I hear from next to Kenny. I scream and so does Kenny.
"Jeez, Benny-Man!" Kenny yells, holding his chest.
"Can I talk to Y/N for a sec?" I hear him mumble.
Kenny smirks and looks at me. "He wants to 'talk' to you!" He laughs as he runs out of the dugout.
"Kenny!" Benny's accent yells.
"Sooo. Can I help you with anythi-?" I get cut off by getting pulled into a kiss. He deepens it. I pull away. "Everyone can see." I whisper.
"Right!" He yells as he brings me behind the dugout. He picks me up and pins me against the dugout. I wrap my legs around his waist. He puts one hand on my ass and one above my head for support. My eyes flutter shut. I put my hands in his fluffy hair.
"Benny!" Ham yells. "Where'd he go?"
"I think they're making out!" Yeah-Yeah yells. I open my eyes and pull away. My legs are still wrapped around his torso.
"Don't worry about it, baby." He mumbles as he pulls me back into the make-out session with the baseball boy. I hear footsteps approach us.
"EW!" I hear Tommy say. Timmy covers his brothers eyes. Benny pulls away, still in the same position.
"Can we help you? We're a little busy if you couldn't tell." He says annoyed.
"Can I join?" Yeah-Yeah asks.
"Oh, my, God!" Bertram yells as me takes Yeah-Yeah away from the scene. My eyes widen. I look at Benny and he looks at me. I shrug and pull him in for another kiss. It leads to yet another make-out session, but hey, I'm not complaining.
"Benny!" Smalls yells. "Benny!"
"I think he's ignoring ya." Ham responds. "Let's just go." They all walk away.
"Finally." Benny mumbles against my lips. We're both sweating from the heat.
"I need water, you want come with?" I ask as he puts me down but moves his hands up to my waist.
"Sure." He smiles. I kiss him again.
"Does this make us a thing?" I giggle.
"Yup!" He chuckles.
"Good." I smile.
"Yeah, good." He kissed me again. We interlock hands, our fingers getting tangled. This is the best day ever.
