Summary: The handsome guy who frequents your liquor store in Lebanon finally takes you on a date. Pairing: Dean x Reader Word Count: 2030 Warnings: None? Challenge: Kayla’s Birthday Challenge! My prompts were, “You’ve gotta stop saying things that make me want to kiss you.” and a baseball game date. @one-shots-supernatural
Could you write a blurb about teaching Niall a sport that he doesn't know? Like baseball? He doesn't watch it but you love it and try to teach him the rules and stuff, thank you!
You had your feet up on the coffee table, eyes trained on the television. You woke up at 6am on a Sunday to watch your damn team play.
You loved Niall, you truly did. But you did not love moving back and forth between London and LA. Especially being in London during baseball season. You didn’t like to record the games to watch back, you liked living in the moment.
This was an especially important series for the Rangers, you forced yourself up and awake every morning to watch the games that were happening in the afternoon back in the US. You have been exhausted all week. Your eyes screamed to close and stay close, but you forced them awake, the strongest coffee brew warming the mug in your hands. You kept the television on low, eyes half closed as you watched the team warm up.
Niall did not realize you were out of bed just yet, he was still snoring away, curling into the warmth of the spot you had left.He had been out of the house when the games were on Friday and Saturday. He was in the studio recording. Which was nice for you because you could watch it in peace, feet up, cold Guiness in your hand, surround sound on. It made you feel like you were there. But on the last game of the series, you were sitting in the dark, coffee in your hand, and barely hearing the television.
“Son of a bitch.” You curse at full volume before covering your mouth. Your coffee was abandoned on the table, your feet under you, you were leaning forward, the volume up only two more ticks up. The clock read 8am, two hours in and the god damned A’s were taking a lead and the left fielder, Ryan Rua let the ball roll through his legs and was given an error which gave the A’s their second run advantage.
Your voice carried through the high rise flat and Niall let out a low groan, rolling over to look at the clock. “Fuck.” He groans again, “Baby, you awake?” He asked and tried to cuddle into you but was met by an empty bed. He stayed quiet as he tried to hear for sounds of life in the shared flat. He heard the low hum and warbled voices from the telly. Niall whined and gets up, pulling on sweats and sleepily stumbling to the the couch.
You look up at his sleepy face and mussed brown hair, feeling a bit guilty. “I’m sorry baby.” You pout at him.
He comes over and buries his face into your stomach and cuddles close against you. “It’s okay.” He sighs. “Why are you awake so early?” He yawns, eyes closed.
“Watching a ball game darling.” You run your fingers through his feathery hair. “Sleep. I’ll try to stay quiet.” You murmur.
He shifts to lay on his side and watch the television. You force yourself to stay quiet, watching the game, hands anxiously running through his hair. After a long while of silence, you are sure he had fallen asleep. You peek down at him and he’s watching you intently. “What?” You ask shyly.
“You are adorable being so into the game.” He smiles and brings your hand to his lips to kiss it gently. “Sorry we are in London during baseball.” He murmurs.
“I want to be with you, my love. It’s not a problem.” You smile.
He smiles back and searches your eyes. “You should teach me about baseball my love so I can enjoy it properly with you.” He flushes a bit.
Your eyebrows come up. “You want to learn about it?”
“You love it. Of course I do.” He shifts to sit up, leaning in to give you a soft kiss.
You kiss him back easily before you pull away. “After this game, baseball boot camp.” You laugh and lean into him, ready to finish the game.
Thank god the Rangers actually won the game.
You sat down, notebook in hand along with your iPad. “All right, Niall. Let’s learn you some stuff.” You giggle and lean back onto the couch.
“Learn me some good stuff. Me best girl’s favourite sport.” He chuckles and looks at what you are writing down. The two of you spent just an hour going over the basics of baseball and Niall had finally gotten a solid enough handle to be able to watch it with you.
Niall brings you a hot dog with all the fixings you liked and did the same for himself as well.
Yes it might have been super early and hot dogs were not breakfast foods.
But it was baseball food.
Rangers were playing again and Niall was sitting right there next to you, wearing a Rangers baseball jersey unbuttoned with his sweats. You wore an oversized t-shirt with the Rangers’ logo on it.
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