College Drama. ( Nobita X Dekisugi ) 5

The fading sunlight cast long shadows on the cracked concrete court. The soft thump of a bouncing basketball echoed in the quiet air. Nobita stood alone at the free-throw line, his eyes focused, brows slightly furrowed, dribbling the ball with steady rhythm. His usual shy demeanor was gone, replaced by a sharp intensity that made him look almost… unrecognizable. Suddenly, a familiar voice broke the silence.

Dekisugi Hidetoshi

Nobita.

Nobita stopped, his sharp gaze snapping toward the voice.

Nobita

What do you want?

Dekisugi swallowed the lump in his throat but stepped closer.

Dekisugi Hidetoshi

I want to talk. About us… about before.

Nobita narrowed his eyes, a smirk tugging at his lips.

Nobita

Talk? How about this — if you can beat me in a game of basketball, then we’ll talk. If you lose, we never speak of it again.

Dekisugi blinked, surprised, but nodded slowly.

Dekisugi Hidetoshi

You’re on.

The game began. Dekisugi tried to focus, but every shot he took missed by inches — bouncing off the rim or going wide. Frustration tightened his chest. Nobita moved with easy grace, blocking Dekisugi’s attempts and scoring effortlessly.

Dekisugi Hidetoshi

💭Why is this so hard? Why can’t I get it right?

Suddenly, Nobita stepped close behind him, chest brushing gently against Dekisugi’s back. Dekisugi froze. Nobita’s voice was low, calm.

Nobita

Relax. It’s about rhythm and balance. Watch me.

Nobita took the ball, dribbling slowly, demonstrating the proper stance and shot. His hands were warm as he guided Dekisugi’s arms, steadying his grip.

Nobita

Like this. Feel the ball, don’t fight it. Trust yourself.

Dekisugi’s breath hitched as Nobita’s body pressed lightly against his, the closeness sending a flutter through his chest. He nodded, heart pounding. Taking a deep breath, Dekisugi tried again. This time, the ball arced perfectly through the air — swishing through the net. A bright smile broke across Dekisugi’s face.

Dekisugi Hidetoshi

I did it…

Before he could process it, Nobita stepped forward, arms wrapping around Dekisugi’s waist in a firm, warm embrace. Dekisugi’s arms went around Nobita’s neck, pulling him close. Nobita’s breath was soft against Dekisugi’s ear.

Nobita

See? You’re stronger than you think.

The world seemed to narrow until there was only the two of them, the fading light, and the steady beat of their hearts. With a gentle lift, Nobita picked Dekisugi up, their bodies flush as he held him tightly. Dekisugi’s cheeks flushed, but he didn’t resist.

Nobita’s voice was quiet but full of meaning.

Nobita

I’ve been waiting for you to see yourself like I do.

Dekisugi’s eyes glistened.

Dekisugi Hidetoshi

Maybe... I’m ready now.

They stayed wrapped in each other’s arms as the sun dipped below the horizon — two souls reconnecting, unspoken feelings finally finding a place to breathe.