Summary: Auston doesn’t know why you love baseball so much. Especially the L.A. Dodgers. When the world series come around, he finds out why you love baseball so much.
Author’s Note: Not sorry about this imagine. I honestly was debating on whether to publish this or not.
You loved the Dodgers. You supported the team a lot and had some jerseys. When you met Auston, you had small knowledge of hockey. Enough to know how the game goes but not the players.
You met Auston in Arizona when you went to visit some family and he was there during off season. He liked the fact that you didn’t knew him as much which led you both to a date. Which lead to another date and another. After the third date, you both were officially a couple.
“How come you like baseball?” Auston asks you as the Dodgers were on. You wouldn’t let him change the channel, even when it was during commercials.
“Just because,” You shrug. You wanted to tell Auston but didn’t know how he’d take it.
“You like hockey more right?” Auston joked.
“Nah,” You teased, causing him to chuckle.
“Relax, I love them both equally,” You tell him.
When you went to Toronto to visit him, you met Mitch and his girlfriend who adored you.
“So, Auston tells me that you’re a big baseball fan,” Mitch says.
“Oh yeah. I love the sport,” You tell them.
“Wow, for once, a girl who likes other sports than hockey,” Stephanie joked.
“How come you like baseball so much?” Mitch asked.
“Just because,” You shrugged.
“Told you she’ll give you that answer,” Auston said before you nudged him. He kissed your head and got up.
“Come on, Mitch. Let’s go get the food,” Auston tells him.
“Alright. Be right back ladies,” Mitch said before the both of them walked away.
“So what’s the real reason why you like baseball?” Steph asked.
“Don’t tell Auston though. He’s going to get jealous,” You tell her.
When you told her, she gasped in shock. She stared at you as you nodded.
“Oh he’s going to get jealous alright.”
When the World Series came along, you were beyond excited. You wore your favorite baseball jersey and you sat in front of the TV.
“Okay, why are you so obsessed with baseball? You don’t even play softball,” Auston asked, dying to know why.
“You really want to know why?” You asked.
“Okay. It’s because…” You mumbled the last part.
“What?” Auston asked, not hearing the last part.
“I dated Cody Bellinger,” You tell him.
“You dated him?!” Auston asked surprised.
“Yes. We dated for like five weeks but we were better off friends,” You tell him,
“Do I need to worry about that?” Auston asked.
“Oh god no. He’s happy that I’ve found you,” You tell him before kissing his cheek.
“Good,” Auston says before kissing you on the lips. Right when the game came back on, you quickly pulled away and looked at the TV.
“Now, I gotta watch to see if they win,” You tell him.
Michael’s passion since he was a little kid. He didn’t remember when he had
learned to play hockey like he didn’t remember when he had learned to walk. It
was in his blood and being a professional hockey player was his fate.
He was the
star player of the team and everyone knew the name Michael Clifford. They knew
he would be a great player in the future but he still had to go to school and
study normal subjects like the other teenagers of his age.
very good in school but he tried his best. He didn’t have much time to study
because when he wasn’t in school, he’d be playing hockey and improving his
(y/n) was a straight A student. No one knew who she was, but she didn’t care.
She had the right amount of friends so she didn’t need anything else. Her
father was a big fan of hockey and she liked it as well so that meant that
whenever there was a game in her town, they would go see it.
knew who (y/n) was. He knew she was the shy girl who liked hockey and she was
the beautiful and smart girl that had stolen his heart. Every time there was a
game, he’d search for her in the crowd and once he spotted her talking to her
father, he would smile. She was his good luck charm even if she didn’t know it.
He was in
love with her and he wanted to meet her and know more about that little
creature that would make his stomach do backflips every time he looked at her.
There was only one problem: he wasn’t confident enough.
confident in many things. He knew he was good at playing hockey and he knew he
didn’t have to put much effort in talking to girls, but (y/n) wasn’t just any
girl. (y/n) was something much more complicated than hockey and she was unique
and somehow she scared him. She scared him because no other girl had ever made
him feel like that. No one had made him feel insecure. He wasn’t smart and
intelligent like all the guys she was friends with and because of that, he
thought he wasn’t good enough for her. Why would she want to date a popular
hockey player when she could have an intelligent guy who would go to University
were the things that made Michael sick, because he knew he would never be good
enough for her but at the same time the thought of seeing (y/n) with another
guy made him angry, because she was his…or at least that’s what he wanted.
night, he decided to memorize random facts about important stuff. He worked
really hard on that and after spending the whole night trying to learn stuff
that he thought would impress (y/n), he went to school and finally asked her
out. She said yes and he almost died of happiness.
he took her to an elegant restaurant and started having a conversation about
politics. He knew nothing about the theme but he tried to make things up. Then
he moved on and talked about Economy, something he wasn’t an expert but managed
to say some things right. He was ready to start a conversation about Science
vs. Religion when (y/n) stopped him.
this all about?” She asked with her eyebrows raised.
seem like the type of guy who talks about politics with his friends.”
sweating. She knew he wasn’t good enough for her so he started feeling anxious because
he knew the girl he loved could reject him.
you wanted to talk about this kind of stuff.” He looked at the plate of food in
front of him.
have to talk about stuff you don’t like to impress me. I just want you to be yourself.
Tell me about hockey, sports and stuff like that. Tell me about what you like
to do.” She gave him a sincere smile. “In fact, I hate when people talk about
Economy, Politics and stuff like that. It’s so boring. I’d much rather hear
someone talk about something like hockey.”
and she could see the sparkle that formed in his eyes. He started telling her
everything he liked and then it was her turn. He was fascinated by what she
liked and never imagined they could have so much in common.
that day, they became close friends and later started dating. He would give her
his shirt to wear whenever she went to his games and that made him the happiest
person in the world. (y/n) didn’t need a smart guy, she only needed someone who
cared about her and that someone was Michael.