Title:Track Meet
Theme: Awareness
Pairing: DannyxSam
Rating: T
98. Awareness
Going to Sam's meets were one thing. After all, Danny was surrounded by a crowd of screaming, cheering fans, and he was far too into jumping and shouting his best friend's name to notice anything else, especially with Tucker bouncing eagerly next to him, encouraging, "Man, Sam blew by number twelve! Check out the legs on number twelve. You know, 'cuz they're strong and all. And, uh…" He had trailed off and glanced at Jazz, and Danny tried not to think about what that meant.
On the other hand, at some point he had been foolish enough to promise Sam he's go wait for her during her Friday practice and walk her to Nasty Burger so they could hang out with Tucker. It had started in the spring, Sam wearing her typical Goth outfit, complete with combat boots, and he'd casually texted Tucker or play whatever game he's brought with him on his portable gaming system.
Then summer had come around and Sam could no longer stand it. She would finish running and be dripping with sweat, then had to go shower, making Danny wait even longer. So, Sam decided that the way to solve her problem was a pair of black shorts and a black sports bra, so that despite how it crushed her breasts flat, he still found himself acutely aware of her every curve. His game was long forgotten, and he watched her, the shame not catching up to him until she had finished running.
She grinned, wiping herself with a towel. "At least I don't need to shower any more, huh?"
He forced a smile on his face, waiting until she was out of earshot to hiss, "At least that makes one of us."