MLB Imagines

Bryce Harper (Washington Nationals)

Bryce & Kaya

I always wanted to be an athletic trainer, but not only that, I wanted to be taken seriously as an athletic trainer. Female trainers weren't always treated the best and I was going to change that.

There was one small problem. Bryce Harper didn't know how to hold his tongue around me.

"You look pretty today Kaya," he whispered as I wrapped his leg in the empty locker room.

"Bryce, you can't keep saying things like that. I'm here for a job. Not for you to gawk at."

I got up and walked quickly across the room, trying to get out before he could catch me. I wasn't fast enough. He grabbed my wrist and spun me around, pinning me up against the cold locker room wall with his lips on mine.

I'd be lying if I said I didn't have a crush on him, but I could never capitalize on it. It would be like dating a co worker and that was never a good move.

I pushed him off of me and sat down on the bench, rubbing my forehead.

"Bryce, we can't."

"Yes we can, Kaya. No one has to know."

"And what kind of relationship is that? Why would I want to constantly tip toe around my job just so I could be with you? I worked extremely hard to get where I am and to get the kind of respect I get. So no, we can't do this," I snapped.

"Kaya, I don't mean to come off as a guy who just wants you for fun, I actually like you. You're so much more than the other trainers. You're funny, you're strong, and you genuinely care for us guys. You're awesome, and I wouldn't want to ruin what you've made for yourself so I'll stop. I just want you to know how I feel," he told me, sitting down beside me.

I bit my lip and tried not to give in, but what he was saying seemed so authentic.

"We can try, Bryce. Thank you for explaining yourself," I smiled at him.

"Thanks Kaya. I'll catch you later."

He gave me a swift kiss and was out the door.