You two were laying in bed, together, just chilling. Hannah had gotten in from practice about forty-five minutes ago. She laid on top of you, her head buried in your neck. You scrolled through your phone and Hannah did the same. You never really liked 100% silence, so you had some music playing in the background.
All of a sudden, Hannah hovers over you, her lips puckered. Taking the hint, your lips collided and you tried to sneak a little tongue in. She granted you entrance and the kiss became a little more heated before she pulled away. “I love you,” she spoke softly.
“I love you more,” you replied, truly in bliss. You thought she looked perfect in this moment. With her hair in a high puff and a bare face, in her natural state. The beaming sun came through the window, kissing her tan skin. It’s rays bounced off of the necklace that adorned her neck, and your eyebrows furrowed.
“Is that my necklace?” Your eyes met hers, a small smile gracing your face.
Hannah nodded, “it’s just so cute. I had to wear it at least once.”
You waved her off, “it’s yours now, baby. Whatever you want.”
You’re the couple that loves to match!
You guys like matching sweatsuits and even hairstyles. Even though you guys share clothes, sometimes you buy your own to match clothes.
She’s the possessive type.
You two were at the movie theater for date night, since you guys tried to have one at least once a week. Hannah convinced you to see a new Dune movie that’d recently come out. You’d already seen the first one and you were really confused, but for her you’d go see it.
The two of you got your tickets and then went to get your snacks. You gazed at the monitor behind the attendant, deciding on what you wanted. “Can I get a cinnamon sugar pretzel and a blue Icee, please?”
“Absolutely, gorgeous,” the attendant smiled at you, grabbing your cup and pretzel. “And your friend?”
Hannahs eyes narrow. “Her girlfriend can speak for herself.” You grab Hannah’s hand, rubbing your thumb across the backside. She pulled into her side, while rummaging through her own pocket.
Hannah slams two twenty dollar bills on the counter and pulls you away, toward the theater.
“But babe,” you groan. “Aren’t you gonna be hungry?”
She likes to practice with you!
Hannah will often drag you to practice with her one on one so that 1.) she can spend time with you, and 2.) you can get her rebounds. Sometimes she tries to get you to try different moves and improve your basic skills. She thinks that if it really came down to it, you could hold your own.
She takes your things with her on away games.
You were in the kitchen making food for her and her teammates so that they could have at least one home cooked meal while on the road. As you stood over the stove, she came barreling in.
“Can I take this with me?” Hannah asked, cradling your stuffed animal in her arms.
You said “yes” every time, but you found it so cute when she’d ask first. “Of course,” you nodded. “Don’t let my baby get smooshed on the bus.”
You scooped the food into an insulated container and set it aside for later.
“I’ll be fine…” she trailed off and stood in front of you, placing a kiss on your forehead.
“I wasn’t talking about you,” you teased her. “I was talking about my bear.”
She kissed her teeth and rolled her eyes, “yeah, yeah. I’m your baby.”
AUTHORS NOTE!
i hope this is at sufficient for you! i feel that this would be better if i knew the type of personality hannah had, but nonetheless i hope you enjoyed!
I’m a big hannah hidalgo fan but man juju balled tf out tonight 👏👏 nfoy race gonna be exciting
it will!!!
freshman’s came tough this year. i’ve never seen a generation of so many ballers come in as confident and efficient as they have. hannah is a baller, being top five in scoring players and being a freshman is just so impressive, same goes for juju. hannah’s steals per game and stats are so crazy, i love it.
juju with her points and overall performance was so so tough, her game is extremely smart and being #2 in all player is just wow.
this class is just so smart on court and we have so many other freshman’s that have extreme potential and game.
take in mind that juju put up 51 points from 67 that the whole team made. MIND BLOWIMG for any player and much more for it to be in her rookie season. 🤯🤯
they are excellent players and i am sure they will be bringing so much game this year and the upcoming too. i know that they will make exciting games and overall and amazing community for girls in wbb.
it started as paige but it was too mean for her so i decided to go crazy
no judgement on the strap it’s my first time writing it
shoutout to @iminlovewithpaigebueckers for being the devil on my shoulder
hannah hidalgo x reader
“i’ve missed you baby,” hannah says, pushing me onto the bed and sitting on my hips. My attempt at trying to make her jealous obviously backfired, making me need her more than ever. “What the actual fuck were you thinking, wearing that dress out like a fucking slut?” Well, i was thinking about how it would make her feel, but she didn’t have to know that. “listen slut, you could’ve gone home with anyone in that bar tonight and none of them could’ve made you feel as good as me, isn’t that right?” she takes my face in her hands, jolting it up to look at her. i choose not to answer, picking my battle for the day, instead making direct eye contact with her.
bad choice
“it’s okay if you don’t wanna talk, you’d better stay quiet then.”
After that jaw dropping line, she hops off of me and skips over to her closet and slams the door.
literally what the actual fuck is she doing in her closet i thought she came out of that a while ago
i’ve got my eyes closed, drifting between being asleep and awake, when i faintly hear the door open. i leave my eyes shut, too tired to open them. I feel a soft hand on my face, then something slams into my core. “WHAT THE FUU—“ i’m cut off by hannah’s hand over my mouth. “I thought i told you to stay quiet baby.” oh damn. i open my eyes to see that she’s naked from the waist down besides the six inch sparkly strap that’s both her prized possession and buried inside of me. she’s wearing a sports bra on top, and i’m wearing nothing because she ripped my goddamn dress off me the second she dragged me in here. “talk again, and i’ll fuck you so hard you won’t remember how to” then she starts pushing in and out of me with such vigor that if i wasn’t already lying down i would have collapsed. She moves her hand from my mouth so she can pin both of mine over my head. just great. i’m sweating with the effort to not make a sound, and she notices. “aw, poor little whore, struggling to keep her loud ass mouth to herself for once” with that, i promptly let out a scream that could have broken windows and release all over her strap.
“stupid little slut, didn’t i tell you to shut the fuck up? well, now i don’t give a shit what sounds you make, i’m not stopping until you cry”
true to her word, she starts ramming into me again, so hard that i see stars. i’m screaming and whining and sobbing and despite what she said earlier, she’s not stopping. i’ve came more times than i can count and i can’t remember why she’s still going, and then she stops. she climbs off of me, leaving me on the bed, then coming back wearing nothing at all. She helps me under the covers, then curls up right next to me. “i love you,” she whispers to me as i curl against her stomach. i’m asleep before i can answer