"Then from five thousand throats and more there rose a lusty yell; / It rumbled through the valley, it rattled in the dell; / It pounded on the mountain and recoiled upon the flat, / For Casey, mighty Casey, was advancing to the bat."
Have you read "Casey at the Bat" by Ernest Lawrence Thayer?
Yes, before this
Yes, I just followed the link and read this
No, but I recognize the title, author, and/or quote
Request: Shohei got injured and I was wondering if you can write something inspired by that & Do u think u could write a smut abt shohei dealing with his recent injury during a pitch?
A/N: Okay everyone this is my first time dabbling in smut. It is not super long because it is a request and if you are under 18 you CANNOT read this. I’m going to include warnings for it, but I repeat if you are under 18 you CANNOT read any further. I combined two asks for this request because they were in the same ideas. As always I hope you like it and enjoy! Requests are open.
Warnings: Smut, 18+ content
Word Count: 1.2k+
You stood on edge in the living room. He was clutching his wrist and hunched over in pain. You were holding your breath as Ippei ran over to help translate for the trainer looking over his wrist. You hadn’t seen Shohei in pain like this before and you were nervous. If he was injured he would be so upset.
It couldn’t have been too bad because luckily he was back later in the game. You were still nervous because you knew he would hide how much pain he was in to continue to play. The game had ended over an hour ago and you heard the front door open. Shohei walked in, wrist bandaged with ice resting on it.
You jumped up from your spot on the couch and ran over to him. “Hi, baby. How are you feeling? How bad’s the wrist?” You started checking him over while he shrugged, using his free hand to tilt your chin up to him, connecting your lips in a kiss a beat longer than normal.
“I’m not gonna lie. It hurts. They said I’ll be fine, but it hit right on the bone,” you pouted your lip out to him, kissing him again as you pulled him towards your room. “Well then you need to rest. You go lay down and I’ll play nurse tonight for you.”
He smiled and laid down on the bed as you went out to the living room, grabbing couch pillows to elevate his arm and a new ice pack to swap out the old one. You grabbed ibuprofen and headed back inside to see him propped up on the bed. You smacked his good hand away as he tried to help you get things set up.
“Just relax. I can do this,” you went to grab his hand to prop it up, but you couldn’t get a good enough angle. You climbed onto the bed, straddling his waist as you did so. You could feel his gaze on you as you propped his arm up, switched out the ice pack, and handed him the pills.
“Take these,” he nodded his head, following orders. As you tried to move off his lap, his free hand grabbed your waist. “Nurse. I’m gonna need you to stick around since I can’t use this hand. And my pain is still pretty bad,” you hummed as you leaned forward, kissing him, lightly grinding against his hardening length.
“Well then I think you’re going to need to get more comfortable. Let’s get these off,” you moved off his waist, moving down towards the edge of the bed while you pulled his trainers off, leaving him only in his boxers and shirt.
His breathing was heavy watching your every move. When you finished getting his pants off you moved back up, staying on your knees between his legs. “I think I know what will help get your mind off the pain,” his eyebrows raised as you watched his chest move quickly.
“Oh yeah and what’s that?” You moved your hand up his thigh, never breaking eye contact as your hand brushed over his bulge. His breath caught in his throat, eyes closing as you reached into his boxers, freeing his member.
You wasted no time, giving a quick pump before placing a gentle kiss on the tip, tasting the precum already leaking out. His eyes opened, tongue darting out and wetting his lips. You opened your mouth taking half of him, letting your tongue swipe along the underside, hearing a groan escape his lips.
You slowly let yourself take more of him in your mouth, your hand wrapped around the base as you moved your head up and down, spit mixing with precum as you felt his free hand tangle into your hair, starting to push you down further when you pulled away.
His eyes opened again as you shook your head, hand continuing to work him. “No hands. Keep your hands to yourself,” he groaned, letting his hand fall back down to his side as you went back to your position. You took all of him, hearing his breathing become faster and moans fall from his plump and parted lips.
As you bobbed your head on him, hand pumping what your mouth couldn’t reach, you pulled off with a pop. You knew he was getting close and you stood up, slipping your jeans and panties off before climbing back on him, straddling him once again.
His eyes stared into yours as you spit into your hand and moved it down to rub against your already soaking core. Your hand grabbed his cock and let the tip poke into you as a gasp punched out of your chest. He moaned, head falling back against the pillow as his good hand went to palm your ass.
You pulled his dick out of you and shoved his arm away. “I said no hands,” his lip pouted out as he put his arm back to his side. “Please, baby I need to feel you,” you shook your head, slowly sinking down onto him again. You could hardly speak as your eyes slipped shut. “No. You can feel me like this.”
Your eyes opened as you looked down to see him bottom out in you. You couldn’t believe how easily he fit in and you sat for a split second trying to adjust to him before you started moving on him. One hand grabbed the headboard above you, the other went to his jaw, pulling his head back towards you.
“Keep your eyes open. Look at how my pussy takes you so easy. God, you feel so good fucking me like this,” his eyes opened, immediately looking down at your pussy enveloping his cock. The sound of skin hitting skin was echoing around the room, mixing with both of your moans bouncing off the walls.
He couldn’t hold back any more and started thrusting his hips to meet your own movements. His dick hit a spot inside you that had you collapsing on his chest as you neared your peak. You knew he was close too as his movements became more sporadic and his breathing was uneven.
Your hand went down to your clit, rubbing fast circles on the nub. “Oh god, I’m close,” he moaned, lips attacking your neck, licking over the spots he bit at to soothe the skin. You turned to connect your lips again as he mumbled against you. “Come on, baby. Cum for me. That’s it, such a good girl. I know you’re right there.”
Within seconds you came undone on top of him, legs trembling with your own orgasm as you felt his spasm inside you, releasing his cum into you. He gave a few more thrusts, pushing his cum further inside you before he stopped. His lips rested on your forehead as you laid on his chest, a sweaty mess.
You smiled, breathless before speaking again. “How’s your wrist feeling now?” He chuckled, using his hand to push your hair back from your forehead. “Oh, I completely forgot about that. If this is the treatment I get when I’m injured I might try that more often,” you laughed, sitting up, kissing him and mumbling against his lips. “I don’t mind playing nurse more often. Don’t get injured again though. You had me worried sick.”
He laughed as you got off him before heading to the bathroom, Shohei in tow as you got the shower running. “Nurse, I think I’m ready for my spongebath,” You felt his lips on your neck again as you stepped into the shower, laughing as he followed you in.
in which i imagine sandy koufax, forever, forever, forever
(a visual poem experiement using a rotoscoped outline of koufax pitching; transcript below cut)
emerging from the dugout / you, study in the singular singularity of perfect perfection / told all your teammates you would pitch them into victory / into history / into a collection of unforgotten glories / you, magnanimous stranger in the city of angels / armed with curve & heater & quiet grace / gave your body (but not the self) away.
in this country of endless fields / & blinding lights / you carved yourself / a burgeoning becoming / ten years lulled & mesmerizing / ten years each better than the last / you always wore the mantle but not the crown —/ under the camera / you gleam with sweat & sodium glare / just other name for magic / just another name for the art of strife & gain / sometimes / the loneliest place in the world / or out of it / is its heart /
say fire / say burn or be burned / alive / say performing immortality through the act of self-immolation / you traded one pain for another / agony / whisper prayer, for what? for whom? / the body an angered machine / the body succumbs to toil / even quiet bravado is never quite bullet-proof / you gave it your all / up & away / stepped off the mound to the crowd / alighted in adoration / & the voice on the radio saying / history / history / history / alive / & tomorrow —
—tomorrow you wake in the morning / brush off your uniform of bronze / & hang up that old arm / tomorrow you wake in the morning & return to the self / tomorrow there is a day of private rest for no crowd / & no toil / tomorrow, brooklyn kid, new york hero / tomorrow.
A/N: Please don’t be afraid to request an imagine. I have a prompt list if you wanna look through it, and I also accept non prompt based requests! Also, this imagine was loosely based on “Happier” by Ed Sheeran
WC: 1,222
Walking down the street on your way home, you were in a relatively good mood. Nothing had really gone wrong that day, until now.
Across the street from you, you saw someone you knew all too well. It was your ex, Christian Yelich. And he wasn’t alone. No. He had his arm around another girl.
It had been about a month or two since you and Christian had broken up. The break up was mutual, but there was still something about seeing him with another girl that stung you.
No.
It wasn’t the fact that he was with some other chick that stung you. It was the fact that he looked so much happier with the said girl than he ever did with you. And since you didn’t want to talk to him and end up making a scene, you simply hung your head and walked back to your apartment.
As you climbed the stairs to your apartment, you could feel the tears start to swell up in your eyes. You have no idea how, but somehow you were able to hold them in until you got out of the public eye. But by the time you got to your bedroom, the tears were streaming down your face.
Going to your dresser, you grabbed a random hoodie. It was something that you tended to do whenever you were sad. Putting it on, you got a whiff of a certain someone’s scent and instantly regretted choosing that hoodie. You wanted to rip it off. You wanted to throw it out the window and into the street where it would get run over and dirty. You never wanted to see it again. But something stopped you from doing any of that. You couldn’t even get yourself to take it off.
And so you crumbled, crumbled down to the floor where you sat hopelessly. Sliding your hand into your pocket, you took out your phone. You were tempted to call him and tell him how much you missed him, but you knew it would be useless. So instead of dialing his number, you opened up the photos app and went to the folder titled “Us”. Scrolling all the way to the top, you started looking at the pictures from the very beginning of the relationship.
The first date. It wasn’t anything crazy. He didn’t take you out to some fancy dinner or fly you out to some luxurious Carribean Island. He simply took you out to a minor league ball game. And you didn’t mind it at all. In fact, his simplicity was one of the reasons why you fell for him in the first place.
Most of the pictures were of the field and the players and whatnot, but there were a few that really stood out. There was one that you took of you and Christian holding hands. And another of you wearing his ball cap. One was a picture of him carrying three beers. You honestly had no idea why you took that one.
And then there was the one with both of your faces covered in ketchup and mustard. Christian had the brilliant idea of trying to do the Lady and the Tramp spaghetti scene, but with a hot dog. Obviously, since you were using a hot dog and not spaghetti, it was a lot more difficult to do. You both ended up with condiments on your face, but the more disappointing part was that most of the hot dog ended up on the ground.
Next were some pictures from the time Christian met your parents. You had pictures of him that ranged from being nervous in the car on the drive there to him happily helping your mom do the dishes to him trying to be interested in learning about your dad's model train collection. You remembered how boring Christian thought it was, but he dealt with it if it meant he got your parents’ approval.
Further down were pictures from the very first holiday that the two of you spent together. I was Christmas, and so there were pictures of both him and you unwrapping presents by the tree and drinking hot chocolate. That was the first time you had met his family, and you had been nervous, to say the least. However, you got along great with his immediate family and all of his cousins absolutely adored you.
As you continued to comb through the photos, you couldn’t help but smile at some of them. You were reminded of the good times and how happy they made you. But of course, what goes up must come down. And so even though you smiled, you cried as you remembered those times were gone.
The next few days, it felt like you would always end up seeing Christian and his new girl. No matter where you went, whether it was a restaurant, the movies, or even the grocery store, you couldn’t get away from them.
“Not again” You muttered as you walked into your apartment building
“What’s wrong?” Your friend, Jaime asked and without missing a beat, you motioned to the couple walking down the hall “Oh…”
“Oh come on,” Your other friend, Ellie said “Let’s go up”
The entire ride up to your apartment was silent between the three of you. Jaime was nervous about what was going to happen, you were disgusted and sad to have seen the couple, and Ellie was straight up furious.
“Alright marshmallow, you gotta toughen up.” Ellie began
“Marshmallow?” Jaime questioned
“It was the first soft and squishy thing I could think of. Anyway, that’s not the point. The point is that you need to get over him. You need to pick yourself up.”
“Bu-but how can I when I constantly see him with her?” You managed to blubber out
“You gotta focus on yourself. I know it’s hard when you see ex-lover boy and his lady friend constantly. But you gotta come to terms that he isn’t into you anymore. He hasn’t been into you for a long time.”
“But he just seems so happy” You interjected
“And you can be that happy!” Ellie exclaimed “Once you fall in love with yourself again”
“She’s right” Jaime added “You need to learn to love yourself first before you go looking for a relationship or try begging Christian to come back”
“Ignore that last part. You are not going to beg Christian to come back” Ellie corrected
For some reason, that night really stuck in your head. Maybe it was because Ellie was right, you needed to love yourself again. Maybe it was because you realized you were at a low and needed to pick yourself up. Or maybe it was because Jaime took the last of your cheese and crackers and you loved cheese and crackers.
Whatever it was, it gave you the motivation to at least try to accept yourself. You started to work out and eat healthy. You cut off the toxic people in your life. You began to put yourself in front of anyone else. You began to put yourself first for once in your life.
But even though you had fallen in love with yourself, and you were happier than you were before, if the girl broke Christian’s heart, you’d be there for him to come running back to.
Request: Can I request a Shohei imagine where you guys are pre-dating/early talking stages and he’s jealous but can’t be because you guys aren’t official
A/N: Here’s another cute Shohei request. I hope you enjoy it and requests are open!
Word Count: 1.2k+
This was the worst part of dates. Standing awkwardly outside your front door because you didn’t want to invite the guy inside and that’s exactly what he was expecting. You cleared your throat, a tight lipped smile across your face as you tried to think of what to say to get him to get the clue that he wasn’t staying the night.
Luckily to your rescue was the neighbor right across the hall and someone who you thought was a great friend and who you admittedly had a bit of a crush on. Shohei was getting home from another game, a smirk across his face as you eyed him, praying that he would help you.
“Hi, I’m Shohei. Who are you?” The guy stood baffled as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder, your face burning at the contact. “Uh, I’m Jason. I was on a date with y/n tonight.” Shohei nodded his head and looked down at you, nodding towards his apartment.
“Do you want to watch a movie? I saw Disney plus has Luca.” You bit your laugh back and nodded your head. “Oh yeah, I’ve been dying to see that. Thanks for a fun night, Jack!” You tried to say it as enthusiastically as possible and he rolled his eyes, turning on his heel and heading for the elevator.
You and Shohei snickered as he unlocked his door, letting you go in first. “Another bad date?” You groaned, kicking your shoes off at the door and setting your jacket and purse on the entry table. “It’s like they’re the only ones interested in me. I haven’t been out on a good date in months.”
Shohei set his bag down in the hall closet and shrugged. “Let me take you out. It’ll be fun and I can show you what a fun date is supposed to be.” Your stomach flipped and butterflies erupted in you. “You want to take me out?” He smiled, opening his fridge and grabbing a protein shake.
“It’ll be fun. I promise.” You smiled and nodded your head. “Alright, deal.”
***
Shohei kept his promise and the next week he took you out. You had never been on a mini golf and arcade game date, but it was the most fun you had in a long time. Your sides ached from laughing as much as you had.
He wasn’t a small man by any means and watching him try to play mini golf was hilarious and yet he still kicked your ass at it. You two went out to dinner after at a small bar and had the best meal ever.
You sipped from your beer as you settled down from a story Shohei told you about his school days in Japan when he grabbed your hand that was resting on the table. Your face burned at the contact, but you let him do it.
When you got back to your apartments he stood outside the door with you and for the first time you didn’t feel awkward. “So, did I meet your expectations of a great date?” You nodded your head, grabbing your keys to unlock your door.
“I have to say Mr. Ohtani I am quite impressed at how much fun that was.” His smile grew and he kissed your forehead before he opened his door. “I’m glad. Have a good night.” He winked at you as he watched you step into your apartment, waiting for the door to close before he went into his own place.
You couldn’t stop smiling. That was one of the best dates you had in a long time and your feelings for Shohei only grew. But unfortunately, that excitement was short-lived. You waited two more weeks for Shohei to ask you out again and he never did.
You two didn’t stop flirting in the hall, but he never made another move. Your best friend continued to pressure you to go out with another guy she thought was perfect for you and after giving Shohei another week to ask you out again and he didn’t, you reluctantly agreed.
Maybe you misread the flirting for him just being friendly. He was the nicest and most polite man you had ever met and you might have interpreted the “date” wrong. He probably thought you two were just hanging out. How could you misread that? Of course that’s what he thought it was.
As another shitty date wrapped up and you stood awkwardly outside your door, waiting for the man to leave you saw your saving grace make his way down the hall. His smile never appeared though and he scooted past the two of you, quietly making his way to his door.
“Hi, Shohei!” You tried to call out to him, but he gave a silent head nod and made his way inside, closing the door behind him. You smiled nervously at the man who’s name you honestly couldn’t even remember before finding an excuse.
“I’m sorry, but he’s like my best friend and I think something’s wrong. I should probably check on him.” He smiled and offered you a good night before you turned on your heel and walked through Shohei’s door.
“What the hell was that? You always save me from that moment! What’s going on with you?” His back was still turned to you and he didn’t respond until you approached him. You grabbed his arm, turning him towards you. You had never seen happy go lucky Shohei in such a bad mood.
He narrowed his eyes at you as he crossed his arms over his chest. “Why did you go out on another date?” You furrowed your brows confused at his question. “What?” He rolled his eyes and tried to walk past you, but you stopped him. “I thought we had a great time on our date and yet here you are with another guy.”
You couldn’t hold back your smile. “You’re jealous.” He nodded his head, placing his hands on the counter behind him. “Of course I am. I don’t want to see you go out with other guys.” You leaned back against the counter, eyeing him.
“Then why didn’t you ask me out again? I waited three weeks.” He groaned and ran his hand through his hair before laughing. “I should have, I’m sorry. We were gone on a road trip for over a week and then we got back and you didn’t seem interested anymore.”
You laughed, closing the distance between you two. “We should probably communicate better. Especially now since I know you have a green monster.” His brows furrowed. “Green monster? Like the one from Sesame Street?”
Your laughter boomed in his kitchen. “No, that’s Oscar the grouch. A green monster is another way to say someone is jealous.” He smiled and nodded his head. “I like that. I’m gonna use that.” He wrapped his arms around you, resting his forehead against your own.
“I really did have fun on our date and I want to know if you’d like to go out on another one tomorrow.” You shrugged, pulling away from him. “I’m not sure. I need to think about it.” You saw his face fall and immediately giggled at his reaction.
“I’m kidding! Of course we can go out again.” He grabbed your hand, pulling you back to him, before kissing you for the very first time, sending sparks shooting through your body.
this neon floodlight summer haven, this dirt & grass paradise.
bless the bone & marrow which got me here, the rituals of
needing & being needed, sequenced fingers and all my superstitions
on full display.
I look to your hands. I look to every sound of the crowd. I order
a slider & let it bruise me up. name the blooming blood belonging. you
giving me a kiss. these 60 feet & 6 inches safe enough for our dancing
without viciousness.
bless the crisp beauty of your fastball. bless the arc of your curve. bless this
rhythm & romance I am allowed to keep.
let me live on the precipice of the full count & each motion.
let me find you & guide your every move true.
let me know that bare-toothed hunger for victory & save your lips for refuge.
A/N: So hi! This is my first imagine on this blog, feel free to leave some feedback or request something you want to be written. I do have a prompt list that will be expanding so feel free to request away.
WC: 2,177
“Oh my god this place is incredible,” You said as you climbed out of the passenger’s seat. Your friend, Madisyn had invited you to go to the Dodger’s game that night and you had just gotten there.
“Yeah, this place is pretty crazy. Luckily we’re able to get here early so we don’t have to deal with too bad of traffic.” She said
You nodded but then paused, seeing that the gates into the actual stadium were not even open. “Wait, so what are we gonna do until the gates open? Just sit out in your car?”
“No, of course not” She let out a slight giggle. “We’re gonna go in.”
“But the gates are closed” You repeated
“I am well aware. We can just go in the players’ entrance.” She said and you gave her a weird look in response, asking her to elaborate. “Girlfriends, wives, families, friends, etcetera can get into the park extremely early and watch batting practice.”
“But you’re not related to a player… are you?”
Maddie shook her head “No, but I am dating Corey Seager”
“I’m sorry... what??”
“I said I’m dating Corey-,”
“Yeah I heard what you said, but oh my god that’s actually insane. How’d you two meet?” You asked as you walked towards the players’ entrance.
“We met through friends. Nothing too crazy.”
“Nice, nice. I hope you two are happy together.”
“Oh of course.” Madisyn said, “He’s the absolute best.”
A few minutes later, you two approached the players’ entrance. Standing next to the door that led to the depths of the stadium were two gigantic security guards. Even though you hadn’t done anything wrong, just the fact you were a few feet from them sent a shiver up your spine.
“Hey Bruce, hey Jason” Maddie casually said as she approached the guys
“Hey, Maddie. Is this your friend?” One of the guys said as he gestured to you.
“Yeah, she’s with me. There’s no need to worry about her” Maddie confirmed
After that little exchange, the other security guard opened the door and you two walked in. When you walked into the depths of the stadium, your nose almost instantly wrinkled. You were expecting the smell of hot dogs, popcorn, cotton candy, and all that. And you did get that smell, just extremely faintly. The smell of a typical ballpark was masked by the smell of mold and musk.
“Trust me, you get used to it after a few minutes,” Maddie said when she saw your scrunched up face.
“I sure hope so” You grumbled
Sure enough, you did adjust to the smell as you traveled down the hallways of Dodger Stadium. Your eyes widened slightly as you walked by the doors that led to the locker room. It was unbelievable that you were actually there. However, the excitement wasn’t quite over yet.
“So the guys are on the field with practice and early batting practice before the fans come in. We can continue walking around here, or we can go up and I’ll introduce you to some of the guys.” Maddie offered
“I would be more than happy to go up,” You said almost immediately “I do not want to be down here longer than I need to”
“I feel you on that. C’mon, the field entrance isn’t too far away from here.”
Maddie went back to leading you down the hall. Both of you stopped at a door that Maddie opened, revealing the bright sunshine. Following Maddie up the steps, at the top of them, you were on the field. Looking around, you began to soak it all in. You were at Dodger Stadium, standing on the field at Dodger Stadium, only yards away from the actual Los Angeles Dodgers.
“Oh, there’s Corey!” Maddie said as she waved in the direction of the team. “Are you coming, Y/N?”
“Wha- oh yeah, I’m coming”
You followed Maddie down the warning track towards the Dodger’s dugout. As you approached, you could clearly see some players talking and enjoying themselves. Some with family and friends, and others with teammates.
“Hey babe,” Maddie said as the two of you walked up to a pair of guys. You immediately recognized them as Corey Seager and Cody Bellinger. “Hey Cody”
“Hey Maddie,” Cody said as she hugged the two guys
“How’re you? How was the drive?” Corey asked
“It was good. It was good. I wasn’t alone, which is good.” She answered and then turned to you “Y/N, this is my boyfriend Corey, and his teammate Cody. Cody, Corey, this is my friend Y/N.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you guys,” You said as you stuck out your hand, clearly trying your hardest to not embarrass yourself.
“It’s great to meet you too. Maddie has said a lot about you.” Corey said. You blinked a few times in disbelief. What?
“Yeah, she’s super happy that she met you. She told us you go to Cal State LA.” Cody added
“Wow, okay. I was not expecting that at all.” You said
Cody’s eyebrows furrowed “Why’s that?”
“I mean, you guys are Major Leaguers. You’re well known, and I’m just some random person from *where you’re from*” You told them
“It may not seem like it, but we’re just regular people too.” Corey began but stopped when one of his coaches called him over “I gotta go and hit. It was great meeting you. I’ll see you around.”
Corey walked away and Maddie gave us an apologetic smile before leaving me with Cody. The two of us turned to each other and a silence fell on us.
“So… uh… I’m sorry, I’m not really good at conversation.” Cody said as the silence settled
“Makes two of us,” You said and paused before asking “So like how'd you get into baseball?”
“A lot of it was because it was so common around my house. My dad is Clay Bellinger and he used to play in the majors so that had a big impact on my life.” He answered “what about you? Do you play any sports?”
“I mean I used to play *insert sport* back in high school for fun, but I wasn't really good at it. In college, I've only just messed around with a volleyball or basketball with some friends. Nothing serious.”
“Yeah, I mean I guess it would be kinda hard to balance school and sports. At least for me it would be”
“Same. I have no idea how these people do it.”
You and Cody continued to get to know each other, despite some teammates coming and introducing themselves to you or to pick on Cody. Another silence overcame you two, but before either of you could start another conversation, you noticed the team was starting to head off the field.
“Well uh, it looks like you guys are going in. It was great meeting you.” You said
“It was great meeting you too. Where are your seats for the game?”
“We're sitting in right field”
“Oh, same!” Cody lit up but then began to explain himself. “I mean not like sitting in right field bleachers… I mean like actually on right field… cause that's the position I'm playing tonight…”
“Don't worry, I got what you meant. Hopefully, I see you out there. Best of luck Bellinger.”
Both you and Cody parted ways, as he headed to the dugout. You were about to leave to go back to where you had entered, but Maddie called your name, causing you to turn to her.
“So, how’s Cody?” She asked with her eyebrows wiggling
“He’s uh… good” You answered, trying not to gush to her about him
“Good? That’s all you got?” She questioned as you two began to walk back down into the depths of Dodger Stadium
“Okay fine, he’s absolutely incredible. I really didn’t think baseball players were that well… nice…” You admitted
Maddie let out a slight chuckle “Yeah, that catches a lot of people by surprise. Now come on, let's go find our seats.”
You followed Maddie out to the concourse where the regular fans were. Since it was so close to game time, the area was pretty crowded. It took about ten or so minutes to squeeze past everyone in order to get to your seats. Just like you had thought, they were in the right-field stands, but what you didn’t realize was that they were the first row.
“How much did you have to pay for these?” You asked as you sat down
“Honestly, I don’t remember. I know I got a major discount, with dating Corey and all.” She said, “Are you excited for the game?”
You almost immediately nodded. “Yeah, I’m super excited”
After the honorary first pitch and the national anthem, the Dodgers ran out to the field. Just like Cody had said, he was in right field, only about thirty feet in front of you. The players warmed up for a bit before the game finally got underway.
The game was pretty uneventful. It was a low scoring game, that was only spiced up due to the fact that Cody would keep sneaking glances at you throughout his time in the outfield. Only two runs had crossed for the Dodgers and the Rockies at the end of the ninth, which meant that the game was going into extra innings. The Rockies went down quietly in their half of the tenth but in the Dodgers’ half, they completely fell apart.
There was one man on base, there were two outs, and Cody was up to bat. The first two pitches were taken outside for balls, but then Cody fouled the next two balls out of play to even the count. Lastly, he took another ball to load up the count.
Scooting up, you were on the edge of your seat as you watched the payoff pitch be delivered. He must’ve seen this pitch well because he squared it up perfectly and drilled it into the air. Time seemed to slow down as the entire arena held their breath to watch where the ball would land. It was headed to right field, but it was hard to tell if it was going out or not. You did have your hat ready to catch the ball if it did come out.
And then the stadium erupted. The ball had just barely flown past the right field fence and landed right in front of you in the seats. You picked it up and then watched as Cody trotted around the bases.
The stands were quick to clear of fans since they all wanted to get home and try to beat the rush. However, you and Maddie knew that it was going to be forever until you were remotely able to get out. So, you two decided to go down and try to visit the team.
Once you had gotten to the inside of the stadium, Maddie led you back to the locker room where the guys were. Luckily all of the media and most of the team were gone so you could have some semi-alone time with Cody.
“Hey! Congrats on the win!” You said as you approached Cody
He looked up from his phone and instantly smiled when he saw you. “Thanks! Uh, thank you so much for coming.”
“Thank Maddie, she’s the one who invited me.” You told him and then you perked up “Oh! I have the home run ball that you hit. I didn’t know if you wanted it or not”
Cody shook his head “Nah, you can keep it”
“Are you sure?”
“Positive. I’ve hit plenty of home runs in my career. But what I would love to have, is your phone number” He said as he offered his phone for you to do so.
On the inside, you were freaking out. Cody freaking Bellinger had asked you for your number. But on the outside, you had to keep it cool.
“Of course,” You said as you took his phone. After putting in your number, you gave his phone back “There you go”
Both you and Cody continued to talk more about the game and that somehow led to getting to know about each other more. You didn’t realize how long you were there talking to him until you two were interrupted.
“Hey Y/N” Maddie called “Are you ready to go? We’ve been here for a while”
“Yeah, I’m ready whenever you are,” You told her
“Well come on, let’s go”
You turned one more time to Cody “It was great getting to meet you. I’ll see you around soon”
Following Maddie once more, you two exited the locker room and the skeleton of Dodger Stadium. As Maddie drove you back to your place, you got a text.
Hey, it’s Cody. Sorry for the short notice but I have an off day tomorrow. How does lunch sound?
You replied, letting him know you were available. Somehow, you had a good feeling about him, and you hoped it wouldn’t go away.
A/N: Please don’t be afraid to request an imagine. I have a prompt list if you wanna look through it, and I also accept non prompt based requests
WC: 2,108
Your eyes slowly blinked as you woke up due to the sound of clamoring of pots and pans in the kitchen. Looking over at the clock, you found that it was 2 in the morning. You had a feeling Max was up getting a snack, and so you weren’t surprised when you found his side of the bed empty. Letting out a sigh, you got up from the bed and over to the kitchen. And just like you had suspected, Max was in the kitchen looking in the fridge.
“Max” You began with a whisper but he didn’t hear you “Max. Max!”
After you said his name the third time, he finally heard you and jumped a little in surprise. “What are you doing up?”
“I could be asking you the same thing” You replied “But I’m up cause I heard a commotion in here and I wanted to make sure you were okay. Now, why are you up?”
“I-I wanted some cake…” He whispered
“You wanted cake… at two in the morning…?” You asked and he nodded “Why?”
He shrugged, “I don’t know, I just got a craving for some cake”
Letting out a sigh, you spoke, “I assume you want me to help with this since you can’t bake to save your life. And I know for a fact I won’t be able to fall back asleep with you clanking in the kitchen, so I might as well.”
“You’re the best,” He said with a cheesy smile and opened his arms for a hug
“Yeah, yeah, I know” You replied and then accepted his hug
Once you two pulled apart, you went over to the drawer and pulled out your recipe book. There, you skimmed through the pages that were bookmarked until you found the recipe for regular old chocolate cake, which was one of Max’s favorites.
“Wait, wait, wait, you get all of your cake recipes from a book??” Max asked when he noticed the book in your hands.
“Uh yeah, where else would I get them from?”
“I thought you made them up in your head or something” He admitted
You let out a stifled laugh “I wish I was that talented. But no, I need a recipe to follow,”
“Wow. Okay. So, let’s get baking?”
“So first off, do we have all of the ingredients?” You asked
“I have no clue. What do we even need for it?”
“Go to the fridge and check to see if we have butter, eggs, and buttermilk.” You told him and he gave you a weird look “What?”
“Buttermilk?” He questioned
“Yeah, buttermilk. It’s part of the recipe”
“Why can’t we just use regular milk?”
“Because buttermilk makes the cake taste so much better,” You said as if it was obvious
“Alright, if you say so” Max mumbled
While he was looking for those three items, you decided to look for the rest. Going over to the cabinet with all of the baking supplies, you easily found the baking soda, baking powder, sugar, flour, salt, vegetable oil, and vanilla extract. However, you couldn’t find the cocoa powder for the life of you.
“He babe?” You began “Have you seen the cocoa powder anywhere?”
“Cocoa powder? Like the stuff we make hot cocoa out of?”
“No… that’s hot chocolate mix. I’m talking about actual unsweetened cocoa powder.”
“Oh, that would be why my chocolate milk tasted horrible…” Max mumbled
“Did you seriously mistake unsweetened cocoa powder with hot chocolate mix?!”
“Maybe…” He admitted
“You’re ridiculous, but I still love you”
When you got to the cabinet that had the regular hot chocolate mix. There, you found the cocoa powder.
“Did you find everything?” You asked Max as he closed the refrigerator door.”
“Yep. Does that mean we can start baking?” He questioned
“Yes, it does. Just get two large bowls and we’ll be set.” You told him. Once he did as you asked, you told him what to start mixing. “Okay so I need you to measure and mix the flour, salt, sugar, cocoa, baking soda, and baking powder in one of the large bowls”
He nodded and went to work as you measured and mixed the buttermilk, water, eggs, oil, and vanilla. In the middle of you mixing, you couldn’t help but to look over and see how Max was doing. He seemed to be fine, as he mixed all of the dry ingredients together. However, there was a devilish smirk on his face that made you a bit uneasy. But you turned back to your mixing, deciding not to question him.
But of course, knowing Max, you definitely should’ve questioned him.
Moments after you turned your back to him, you felt something land on your back. Turning around, you noticed nothing was on the ground, and so you looked up at Max. As soon as you did so, your heart picked up its pace. Not because you saw your boyfriend, but because your boyfriend had a pile of flour in his hands.
“Don’t you da-” you began but got cut off by the taste of flour in your mouth. You began to cough, but once you recovered and wiped some of the flour from your face, you smirked “Oh you are so gonna pay”
Grabbing a cup from the cabinet, you filled it partially with water and then grabbed a handful of flour. Max had his eyebrows furrowed as you walked towards him. He was clearly confused about what you were going to do.
Without saying a word, you tossed the water on him, and then followed with the four, causing him to be covered in it. Max looked down at his chest and tried to wipe the stuff off of him, but since the water was there, it was stuck to him.
“Oh come on. Why would you do that?” He whined
“Hey, you started it.”
“But I didn’t douse you in water!”
“All is fair in love and war” You shrugged
Max didn’t say anything. Instead, he simply stepped towards you, which caused you to take a step back. He took a step forward again. Yet again, you took a step back. He had you up against the wall, close to covering you in flour. However, you found a hole and managed to slip by.
Darting out of the kitchen, you ran down the hall and into the family room. Max followed, still covered in the flour and water combination. You weaved around the coffee table, couch, and spare chairs before finally turning the corner. Cursing under your breath, you realized you were back in the kitchen due to the fact you lived in an apartment and everything was closely connected.
Looking behind you, you saw Max slowly creeping up to you. Just like he had before, he backed up into the wall. However, instead of it being just a wall, you were up against the corner counter. Scanning the area around you, it was clear that you didn’t have any hole to sneak away from him. So, you felt around the counter as he stalked towards you, and you felt an egg. You grabbed it but kept it behind your back so he couldn’t see.
“Come here you little nugget” He said as he wrapped his arms around you
Somehow, you were able to wiggle one of your arms free from his hug and smash the egg on his head. This instantly caused him to let go of you and try to get the egg off. However, this led to some of the egg being flung onto you.
“Okay, okay, okay” You began “That’s enough. We have some baking to do”
He let out a sad sigh but agreed nonetheless. “Yeah, let's get baking.”
You turned around and went back to mixing the contents that was in your bowl. Once you got it to the proper consistency, you asked Max to hand over his bowl, and luckily he did so without making even more of a mess.
Both of you were silent as you mixed the dry ingredients with the wet ones. However, as you mixed, you felt Max’s arms wrap around your waist.
“What are you doing?” You asked as you looked up at him
“Just watching you” He replied
You turned your attention back to your mixing. Once you had finished, you had to disperse the batter between the three pans. There was just one problem. Max was still holding you.
“Babe, I need to pour the batter into the pans” You whispered
“Then go ahead” He whispered right back
“No, I need to you get off of me so I can do it.” You explained, which caused him to let out a soft whine. “Come on. The sooner you do this, the sooner we can eat this cake”
“Fine” He sighed and let go of you.
You made your way over to where the pans were and dispersed the batter evenly among them. Once you were done with that, you put the pans in the oven and began to make the icing.
“Hey Max?” You asked, but got silence in response “Max?” Turning around to see where your boyfriend had gone, and you found he was behind you, leaning against the wall. “Are you alright?”
“Wha- yeah, I’m fine. Just a little tired that’s all” He said as he let out a yawn
“If you’re tired then go to bed,” You began but he cut you off
“No, I got you up, I don’t want to leave you up alone.” He told you
“Alright, fine.” You sighed “But if you get anymore tired and you want to go to bed, go. I’m not gonna keep you up. However since you are staying up, can you help me make the icing?”
“Yeah, of course” He said and then walked right up to you.
“Okay, so, I need you to mix the butter and cream cheese until it’s nice and fluffy” You told him and he just stared at you. “What?”
“Sor-sorry, you’re just gorgeous,” He said
You felt the blood rush to your cheeks as he took a step towards you. Max leaned down and planted a kiss on your forehead, however, seconds after, he started to cough.
“Wha- are you okay?” You asked as you both took a step back from each other
After a few moments of coughing, he finally gathered himself and spoke “Yeah, I’m uh fine. I just kinda forgot you had flour on your forehead and somehow accidentally inhaled it.”
You couldn’t help to let out a little laugh. “Only you would do that”
“Oh shut up,” But c’ mon let’s make the icing.”
Just like he said, the two of you spent no time in making the icing for the cake. By the time the icing was finished, the cake was ready to be out of the oven. So, you took all three of the pans out and put them on the stove to cool.
“Oh my god that smells amazing,” Max said as he walked over to the stove
“Step away from the stove. The cake isn’t ready to eat yet” You told him, staring him down as you did so.
Fortunately, he got the message and backed away from the stove. However, it was clear that he wanted the cakes since he would keep looking at them every few moments.
Once the cake was done cooling, you transferred the first one to a plate and began icing it. Without warning, you felt Max wrap his arms around you again and let out a hum of satisfaction. Somehow, you managed to ice the cake with him on you.
“Alright babe, the cake is ready,” You said and you instantly felt Max get off of you. Rolling your eyes, you moved the cake to the table where Max sat. You began to cut a slice for Max, but as soon as you put the slice on his plate, you pushed his face into the cake.
“Y/N!” He groaned as he lifted his head to see you in a fit of laughter. “Oh you’re so gonna get it”
You were too busy laughing to even register what he had said. Once you recovered, you saw Max inches away from you, and out of nowhere, he kissed you, causing the cake to get on your face as well.
Licking the cake off of your lips, you let out a happy hum “Yeah, I deserved that. But, this shit’s pretty good”
Both you and Max spent the rest of the night devouring the cake before you finally drifted off to sleep in his arms.
