Crush Imagines

Baseball Boy - Part 1

Y/N - Your Name
C/N - Crush's Name
C/B/F - Crush's Best Friend's Name
B/F/N - Best Friend's Name

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You were on your way to the concession stand during the baseball game, since B/F/N wanted some popcorn. As much as you loved to leave crowded spaces, you liked watching the boys play their game. Especially C/N.

"One popcorn and one water please," You place your order.

"$4.25," The man working the stand replied.

You hand him the money, get your stuff and head back. Luckily you and B/F/N got to the game early and got seats right behind the dugout, so seeing the athletes -- but mainly C/N -- wasn't an issue.

"Here's your popcorn lazybutt," You hand B/F/N their popcorn.

"Why thank you for risking your life for such desired snacks," They joke, being fancy as always.

You two laugh a little and as your attention shifts back to the game, C/N walks up to bat, his iconic walk-up song playing: Limbo by Freddie Dredd.
You smile and cheer with the crowd. He was the best player your school had, and the girls in the crowd were screaming for him. You never understood why they wanted to ruin their voices for someone out of their league.

C/N hit the ball after two strikes, and was able to run to 3rd base. You couldn't see it, but his gaze fell on you as he waited to run home.
Once his teammate hit a good ball, he dashed for the home plate. He slid onto the base, just narrowly avoiding an out.

"That has gotta hurt," B/F/N said, wincing.

"Nah he's tough," You respond. "I heard he got hit on the leg with a fastball one time and couldn't play for a few weeks."

Your eyes follow the now dust covered boy as your best friend went on and on about how dangerous the sport is, but you weren't listening. C/N sat down on the dugout's bench, batting the dust off his pants and jersey.

"Well if it isn't dust boy," C/B/F teased, handing C/N a water.

"Oh hahah dude. You're just jealous I got a sweet triple and you got out," the dust boy retorted.

"Oh big talk. Hey Y/N's sitting right behind us. Why don't you say hi?"

C/N looked back at you and B/F/F and waved, smiling, seeing as though you were watching him already.
You blush slightly and wave back. You quickly remembered you were wearing a shirt you had custom made with C/N's baseball number on it, and tried not to die from embarrassment.

C/N smirked at you and winked before turning to C/B/F.

"Dude she's wearing my number!"

"You should ask her out after the game," C/B/F suggested.

"Alright I will. I'll need your help though. Text B/F/N when the game's done to have Y/N meet me behind the bleachers."

C/B/F salutes him before quickly getting his bat and running to warm up.

"Ooooo he likes your shirt Y/NNN!" Your bestie says, wriggling their eyebrows suggestively.

"Ahhhh dude I knowww! He looks hot in uniform though. But I'm pretty sure he doesn't like me like that B/F/N." You reply, still blushing thinking about it.

"Mhmmm sureee."

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After a while, your school won the game. The band was playing victory songs as everyone exited.

"Hey Y/N I have to go to the bathroom quick. Wait for me behind the bleachers!" B/F/N runs off, leaving you grumbling but heading down anyways.
All you could think about was C/N dominating that game, and how the coach would have them celebrate.

When you got to the spot you weren't expecting to see C/N standing there, a little sweaty post-game.

"C/N? I thought you were supposed to be with your teammates?" You asked.

"Coach let me go cause I told him I had something important." He responded, smiling softly at you.

"You played great as always. Is your side okay? I know you slid on it."

"Oh yeah it's fine," C/N replied, "I've been hurt worse."

You smiled at him, but that smile quickly disappeared when a group of fangirls surrounded C/N, asking for his number and complimenting him.
You quieted down and started walking toward your car as C/N dealt with the girls. You couldn't help but feel jealous.

You'd had a crush on C/N for a year, but you never had the confidence to tell him. He only had 3 classes with you, so you didn't get to see him much inside or outside of school.

Aftet a few minutes of walking, you heard heavy footsteps behind you.

"Y/N wait."

It was C/N.

"Thought you had fans to attend to?" You ask, sounding a little more harsh than you intended.

"Those girls are WAY too crazy." He chuckles.

You start to shiver as the cool night's breeze turns bitterly cold. C/N noticed this anf immediately took of his jersey jacket.

"Here," He says, putting it over you.

"C/N no, you'll be freezing."

"That's fine. I can't have you be the one to freeze to death." C/N smiles.

"C/N no, I won't let you freeze." You say sternly.

"How about this," C/N hugs you. "Now we'll both be warm."

You couldn't help but blush. Luckily your face was hidden in C/N's chest ao he couldn't see.

"Well t-thank you for the hug b-but I have to get home. Curfew and everything," You say, breaking the hug sadly.

C/N pouted, "Oh...okay."

"See you tomorrow C/N," You wave to him as you walk away, forgetting you were wearing his jacket.

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Part 2 coming soon! If you have any ideas please let me know! I will not be taking any requests at this time, but I will let you all know if that changes.

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