Boiling Point

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The first thing you heard on Monday morning was Dinah's ringtone blaring loudly from your phone. Yawning, you sleepily sat up and answered, mind still foggy.

"Babe!" She exclaimed from the other end, sounding ten times more awake than you.

"Hi," you said simply.

"Oh, up and at 'em, Sleeping Beauty. I've got some good news."

That woke you up a bit. "Yeah?"

"Yeah. Guess."

"Just tell me, DJ," you groaned.

"I made the team!" She squealed, nearly causing you to drop your phone.

"I knew you would, babe. I'm so proud of you."

"Thank you," she chuckled. "How about a celebratory breakfast at Joe's?"

"Only if you split your omelet with me."

You could hear her smiling over the phone. "Deal."

After dressing and driving, you sat across from Dinah in your usual booth, the latter wearing her usual blue hoodie.

"Haven't seen that in a while," you commented, nodding toward the article.

She pointed at the hoodie. "What, this? Yeah, it's a bit nippy today, so I figured I'd wear it. I know you like it."

"I do like it. Wait a second, did you just say 'nippy'?"

"Uh, yes?"

You shook your head with a grin. "Dork."

"Your dork," she amended.

"Yes, babe. You're my dork."

Dinah smiled, opening up her menu. "So, we're getting an omelet. What kind though?"

You shrugged. "Ham?"

"Ham's good. No peppers, right?"

"No, keep the peppers. No onions though."

"Got it."

Dinah ordered, and after that there came a small silence. But as usual, your girlfriend grew tired of it and quickly broke it.

"Babe," she began. "How does it feel to be dating a basketball star?"

You rolled your eyes, keeping a straight face. "I don't recall being Leah or Katrina's girl."

"Wow, Y/N. Cut me deep, why don't you."

You couldn't fight a smile as you leaned over the table to kiss Dinah right on the nose. "I'm kidding, babe. You know I'm yours."

"I know," she responded, her brown eyes filled with love. "Sometimes I wonder how I got so lucky."

"Yeah, I'm pretty great, aren't I?"

"And humble too."


Dinah took both of your hands, resting them on the tabletop. Her eyes strayed downward as she watched her thumbs run across your knuckles. "Hey, I got a favor to ask you. Well, two favors I guess," she said in a soft voice.


"Would you be willing to help Mila pack on Saturday? I don't know if Alren is coming but Mani definitely is."

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