Team Rivalry~ Aaron Judge imagine
Aaron’s intentions are pure, however your overprotective friends think other wise (word count: 1600+)
You currently had an internship in Boston which was perfect because it just so happened that your cousin Dustin Pedroia played for the Boston Red Sox.
You were close to your cousin Dustin and grew to be really close friends with the some of the players on the team especially Andrew Benintendi and Xander Bogaerts.
Dustin’s family invited you and the rest of his teammates over for a simple barbecue on Thursday night.
Dustin stood up making a toast, “let’s beat those Yankees this weekend!”
The Red Sox and Yankees were getting ready to face off in the three-game series at Fenway Park. The Red Sox vs Yankees games were always the ones to watch because of the huge team rivalry. The boys were excited for the series and you were too because you were finally going to see Aaron Judge again.
You and Aaron had met at a small party awhile back when you were visiting your friend, Brooke in New York City. The two of you instantly hit it off, you thought he was really funny and sweet. Brooke even claimed the two of you would be perfect for each other and that it was a shame that you couldn’t come out to New York more often.
You and Aaron had been texting for a while now, but it was hard for you to ever see him in person because you were currently living in Boston. The two of you had plans to meet for lunch tomorrow.
“Y/N?” Andrew called you, breaking you out of your little day dream about Aaron.
“What?” you asked.
“Caught you thinking,” he said taking a swig of his drink, “…Got any plans before the game tomorrow?”
You smiled, “yeah, actually I’m going to lunch with Aaron Judge.”
Andrew looked up at you, “Is that so?” he said playfully pushing your shoulder.
“Yes, but don’t tell Dustin, he can get a little over protective sometimes.” you said.
“Don’t tell Dustin what?” Xander asked walking over to you guys.
“Oh Y/N is just going on date with the enemy.” Andrew said, looking over at you with a smile on his face.
“Enemy?” Xander asked.
“The Aaron Judge” Andrew told Xander.
“It’s just lunch, ok?” you said.
Andrew leaned back in his chair crossing his arms, “how do you even know him?”
“He’s a friend of a friend,” you said.
“Well I don’t trust him,” Xander said in a serious tone.
“Come on, he’s a good guy,” Andrew reassured Xander.
“If you say so,” Xander replied.