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Troublemaker #Trayce Thompson back in the #Dodgers dugout tonight, with @kikehndez, goofing with #AJEllis. #WeLoveLA #GoBlue (at Dodger Stadium)

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Pretty sure I’d be a good girlfriend but nobody is tryna find out.

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“I Think We Need a Break”~Trayce Thompson Imagine

Y/N and Trayce get into a fight…based off this request

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“Trayce I feel like I can’t go anywhere without feeling like I’m going to suffocate!You need to stop playing the jealous boyfriend.” you yelled. 

Trayce was usually so calm and collected, but lately that was not the case. He was getting jealous easily, too easily. You couldn’t even go out with your friends without receiving a text from him every minute and you couldn’t deal with it anymore.

“Y/N what are you doing?” Trayce asked, while you were trying to pack a bag. 

You sighed as you saw Trayce try to unpack your bag, “I don’t know Trayce, I think I need some time to think.” 

“Then take your time here” Trayce said. 

“No, I think we need a break” you said tears forming in your eyes. 

Trayce looked at you confused, he tried to hold your hands but you pulled away, “I think I’m going to stay at Hannah’s for a bit,” you said walking towards the door.

Trayce just nodded in response he didn’t know what to say. After he watched you walk out he punched a hole in the wall, “Dammit” he cursed. He wanted more than anything to run to you and tell you he was sorry, but he knew that you needed your space. 

You got into the car, tears blurring your vision as you pulled out from the driveway…you knew that you were going to have it bad the next couple of days. 

That night Trayce blew up your phone again but instead of texts like, ‘Where are you?’ and ‘Who are you with??’ he sent you a long text message saying, ‘Babe, I know you need your time to think, but I just wanted to say I’m sorry and I need you in my life. Please let me make it up to you…I love you” 

Reading this text message made you start crying again, you wanted to respond but you couldn’t bring yourself to do it after all you did need time to think. 

When you woke up in the morning you had 5 missed calls from Trayce and a text message saying, “Babe I know you’re probably asleep but please let me talk you.” you wanted to call him back you really did. 

Taking a deep breath in you decided to drive to your’s and Trayce’s house. 

It was raining outside as you ran up the drive way. You were still in your sweats that you had slept in with your hair still in a messy bun. 

You inhaled as you knocked on the door. 

Within a minute Trayce opened the door, his eyes were red and puffy from being up all night. “Y/N?” he said not believing that you were actually here. “You soaking wet from the rain…do you want to come inside?” 

You quickly nodded as Trayce opened the door for you to come in. He wrapped a towel around you, “Do you want to get out of those wet clothes?”  Trayce asked. 

You nodded again, as Trayce took off his sweatshirt and handed it to you. You smiled as you put it on, though you were only away for one night you did miss him. 

“Babe I’m sorry…I’m a horrible boyfriend” Trayce said moving to sit on the coach next to you. “I haven’t been treating you right lately, and it’s not okay. But will you please give me another chance?” 

You sighed, Trayce was on target with everything that he was saying, “I love you too, but what you will do to show me you’re going to stop with this possessiveness and constant texts about where I am?”

Trayce shook his head, “I don’t know what got into me, but I promise it will stop. I’m so sorry babe… please come home and stay with me” he put his hand on your cheek.

“Okay” you said looking into his eyes. 

Trayce smiled then pressed his lips to yours, “I love you.”

“ I love you too” you said kissing him again

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#ITFDB 👊 #TrayceThompson & #AlexVerdugo 💪yesterday in Colorado Springs 😅 Minor League life for #OKCDodgers @dugie11 @okc_dodgers (at Boonville, Missouri)

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Cant take any risks.

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Welll damn

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Saw this on the gram & thought you Trayce lovers would like this.

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Imagine- Trayce thinks you like Klay

I’ve lived next to the Thompsons for as long as I can remember. It was mama Julie’s birthday party, my mom and I were going to head over earlier to help with some preparations. I was in my mid-20s and I practically grew up with Trayce. We were window pals, we even had most of our deepest conversations through that window. That was how I developed feelings for Trayce, we went to prom together and we kissed, but after graduation he was drafted. We kept in touch, we were talking but we weren’t official yet, it’s only been like 7 years though. We’ve been taking it very slowly. 

“Mom, I’m ready so I’ll be heading over to see if they need any help.” I shout.

“Okay sweetie, I’ll see you in a bit.” she says.

I looked at myself one last time in the mirror and straightened my skirt. I was out the door and walked up to their front doorstep. I was reaching to knock on the door and right away I was greeted by Trayce, “Woah, hey it’s (Y/n)!” Trayce shouted. 

“Ohh, hi Trayce.” I say he pulls me in for a hug and he pecks me on the forehead, “How has Los Angeles been? I’m quite surprised you had time to actually come back in town.” I say.

“Yeah, I did and Klay had time too. No big deal.” he says. 

“So where can I get started?” I ask him. 

“Well I was headed out to get some of the food we ordered. Klay is in the kitchen baking cake, maybe you can ask if he needs help.” he says.

“Klay bakes?” I ask. 

“Yeah, he makes this really good banana nut cake that my mom loves. So yeah go see if he needs any help, I’ll be right back.” he says and dashes out. 

I walked through their house and it feels like nothing has changed here. There were birthday balloons and decorations all over. I finally got in the kitchen and saw Klay wearing a tacky pink apron and laughed. He dropped an egg and stared at me, “Really (y/n), you’re going to make fun of me when I need to get this cake done.” he shouts. 

“I’m not here to laugh, I’m here to help.” I smile. 

“Okay well grab a damn apron and start beating some eggs.” he says, “Wait, not the eggs, work on the frosting. Actually no, I’ll be done with this batter in a bit. Just preheat the oven to 375. And out your hair up!” I went to the oven to preheat it but Klay already beat me to it.

Well shit Klay. “Well damn, I’ve never seen this side of you,” I say. 

“Anything for mama.” he says placing the batter into a cake pan.

“Preheated the oven?” he asks.

“Actually, you did. But yes it is done.” I say. 

“Okay the cakes are going in.” he shouts, “Time for the frosting.” he says.

I started cleaning up his mess as he stayed reserved in a corner gathering the items for frosting. The entire countertop was empty and Klay was finally mixing his frosting. 

“So how have you been (y/n)?” he asks.

“I’ve been good. Finally received my BA in English on my way to becoming an author,” I say.

“That’s good. We won the finals last year.” he said.

“I remember, your mom was so excited.” I say.

“Well what about you and Trayce, anything new?” he asks.

“Still talking. I don’t know how to tell him I want to move forward.” I say awkwardly.

“Want me to talk to him? Because I can if you want to.” he says.

“You stay out of it.” I say.

“It’s been what? Months?” he asks.

“7 years.” I say.

“You sure you don’t need help?” he says.

“Yes, I just need advice.” I say.

“Just talk to him. That little boy could’ve easily let you go for some little girl but he’s still loyal to you.” he says.

“Thanks for that image Klay,” I say.

“I’m sorry but I’m just saying.” he says, “hey can you come taste this frosting?” 

Trayce’s POV

I walked into the house with the food. I went into the kitchen and saw (Y/n) and Klay literally inches from each other. His finger was in her mouth and her face looked pleased with it. “It tastes good,” she said.

I place the food on the table, “Dammit Klay, if you’re going to do that, make sure it’s not around mom’s cake. If you guys need me. I’ll be in my room.”

It just hurt, watching the one that I love fall in love with someone that I look up to. 

YOUR POV

I slapped Klay’s arm, “What am I going to do now?” 

“Go after him, go talk to him. Prove to him that he’s the one.” he says. 

“I hope you burn your cake.” I say and walk away. 

I found Trayce’s door and ran my hand over the marking on the door frame. The famous height wall. I gently knocked and opened the door. He was laying down on his bed and I flopped down next to him. He got up immediately but I pulled him back down. 

“Don’t leave me,” I say weakly.

“It’s obvious you like Klay but he wasn’t your first kiss, He doesn’t know how excited you were to receive your BA. He didn’t go to prom with you. But I guess he’s worth your time. I hope he will treat you better than I do.” he says getting up once again.

I pulled him back again, “It wasn’t what you thought.” He sighs.”It really wasn’t he burnt his tongue so his taste buds weren’t working so I tried his frosting for him. It might have seem very sexual but I swear I didn’t mean for it to be that way.” I sighed as well because I knew he wasn’t going to believe me. “We talked about you. We talked about me. Trayce it’s been seven years. Ever since you were my first kiss at prom, I waited for you. Seven fucking years. I have only loved one person ever in my life and that was you. I didn’t know how to say this but I have been waiting for you to do something or say something. And obviously you feel the same way because you’ve waited too.” 

He sat up and I sat up with him looking at him. “This might be a little to– fuck it. (Y/n) I love you.”

“It’s about fucking time. Trayce Nikolas Thompson, I love you, I’ve loved you forever.” I say. Our lips crash instantly and sparks were flying. The door opened and a camera flashed, but we still kept our kiss in sync. We pulled apart, “(Y/n) will you be my girlfriend?” 

“Hell yeah.” I say. 

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So THIS HAPPENED!! Last night I met Trayce Thompson and I may have cried a little but he's such a sweetheart and I love him soooo much!!

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Kind of Love | Trayce Thompson

❝ You give me that can’t-eat, can’t-sleep, reach-for-the-stars,

over-the-fence, world-series kind of love. ❞

Requested, I hope you like it!

Imagine - You and Trayce get invited to one of Klay’s games up in San Francisco. Little did you know, Trayce hand the whole thing planned out all along with a surprise for you.

“Ten seconds on the clock, Warriors down by two… Durant to Thompson and she shoots and he….

SCORES!”

You shot up from your couch cheering in pride and relief. What many people didn’t know was that you were always a basketball fanatic. Much like hockey and soccer the thrilling action never stopped. It kept the anticipation going, the crowd on their toes and the excitement surging through their veins til’ the last second.

Then there was baseball.

Baseball was a unique sport. It didn’t have the non-stop action that other sports had, however it had suspense. You enjoyed watching the game as well. It just so happens that the man you love played for the Los Angeles Dodgers, the team you grew up rooting for.

“I’m gonna take it as a yes you love basketball.” Ever since Trayce found your not-so-secret obsession with the sport he spoiled you with basketball dates. Even when he had game the next day he took you to the bar where the two of you first met at the corner just to watch. Whenever he shared the story of his first impression on you was that, and he recalls the loudest and craziest woman he has ever met. You were grateful for him really, any of your other boyfriends would’ve flaked out by now.

But Trayce stayed.

Trayce loved you as if he saw a long future with his girl. He was never afraid of showing you off because he wanted to let the world know how lucky he was to have you, and you weren’t afraid to show it either. Deep down he wanted to ask the multimillion dollar question but he just didn’t know how. He wanted to make it perfect for you. 

At first he was self-conscious about himself deeming that you shouldn’t waste your time on a scrub like him. From the moment you saw him you couldn’t look away. It was the kind of love you two had that just felt right all the time.

It was the kind of love that you never fell out of.

It was the kind of love that you both adored.

It was the kind of love that you both wanted,

It was the kind of love that you both needed,

And it was the kind of love you both deserved.

So just like any other brother Klay wanted to help Trayce out.

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“You’re ticklish, right?” ~ Trayce Thompson

Trayce is the kind of boyfriend to turn an innocent tickle fight into a steamy make out session

You sat on the couch in Trayce’s arms, he had the night off and wanted to take it easy and rest,so you suggested ordering pizza and watching a movie.

You usually didn’t get nights like this with Trayce because he is always on the move, going from city to city and from game to game so when you did get to have a night in with him you loved and enjoyed every bit of it.

You were intently watching the movie when Trayce broke your concentration, “you’re ticklish right?”

You turned your head to look at him, “what did you just ask me?”

A playful expression grew on Trayce’s face, “I said, you’re ticklish right?”

“I guess…why?” You answered, turning back around so you could continue watching the movie.

“Oh no reason,” Trayce said.

Trayce waited until you were focused was fixed back on the screen, rubbing circles on your arms. You breathed a deep breath in, enjoying the feeling of being in your boyfriend’s arms, however little did you know that Trayce was planning to ruin your peaceful state. 

You found yourself underneath Trayce giggling uncontrollably, “stop,” you said in-between laughs. 

You managed the slither yourself out of his grip, looking for some method of ‘protection’. You reached out toward the ottoman next to the couch and grabbed the baseball that was sitting there. 

“Tickle me again and I throw this baseball at your neck,” you threatened. 

A smirk grew on Trayce’s face, “I’d like to see you try,” 

“I’m up for that challenge,” you said, chucking the baseball at him. 

Trayce just simply reached out a caught the the baseball with one hand, “What did you said again, babe?” He laughed, reaching out towards you again. 

“Trayce!” you laughed. 

“What?” he looked at you innocently. 

“Stop ticking me!”  

“Alright.” he said, his eyes shifting from your eyes to your lips. He closed the distance in between the two of you, hungrily kissing your lips. You immediately responded following his lead while your hands were against his chest.

 Trayce sought the deepen the kiss even more grabbing your waist, when he realized that he still had the baseball that you had threw at him in his hands. Still kissing you he tossed the ball the side hearing glass break in the process. 

The two of you pulled away, “What the hell did you just do?” you asked. 

“Uhh, I may have broken a vase.” Trayce admitted rubbing the back of his neck. 

“What?” you said, pushing him off you to get a better look at the vase. Sure enough the vase was shattered, water all on the floor, with the flowers that Trayce had bought you. You laughed, “You know you’re cleaning this up right?” 

He sighed, “I’ll go get the broom and pan.” He said walking towards the garage. 

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Trayce is probably the Love of My Life💕

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Happy Birthday 🎂👏 to Scott Van Slyke 🎉 - 📸 @camelbackranch with @awood45 @ctaylor_3 & #TrayceThompson Spring Training 2017 🌵🌞 #Dodgers #WeLoveLA #LetsGoDodgers #SVS #StashVanSmash