You and Tommy had been together for a few months now, and your relationship had blossomed from that first fateful meeting at Dodger Stadium into something beautiful. It was almost surreal; the two of you couldn’t believe how easy it was to be with each other. The two of you had gone on countless dates, from cozy late-night dinners to walks on the beach, and spent endless hours talking about everything and nothing. Tommy’s teammates teased him relentlessly, calling yoy his "lucky charm," since his game stats had been climbing steadily since you two started dating. But tonight, he had a special treat planned for her.
It was just before game time, and you had arrived early to the stadium. Tommy had left you a ticket to the VIP box, but when you got there, an attendant told you that Tommy had arranged for you to meet him somewhere even more special. Following a series of hallways, you found yourself near the dugout, where Tommy was waiting, still dressed in his warm-up gear, looking relaxed and a little mischievous.
“Hey, you,” he greeted, pulling you into a tight hug that lingered just a little longer than necessary.
“Hey yourself,” you replied, grinning as you felt the familiar spark of excitement whenever you were near him. You noticed a playful glint in his eyes and tilted your head, curious. “What’s up? Why the mysterious message?”
“Well,” he started, a little smirk creeping onto his face, “I know it’s game night, but I thought you might like a private tour of the field. You deserve the best view in the house.”
You laughed, playfully pushing him. “Seriously? You pulled me out of my comfy VIP seat for this?”
“Trust me, it’ll be worth it,” he said, taking your hand and leading you out onto the field. The stadium was still relatively quiet, with only a few players and staff moving around, and the vastness of the empty seats around them made it feel like you two were the only two people in the world.
The two of you walked along the edge of the outfield, Tommy’s hand holding yours firmly, fingers laced together. As you two strolled, he gave you a tour, pointing out little details that only a player would know — where the best spots were to make a play, his favorite spot in the dugout, and the exact angle the sunset hit during evening games. You listened, fascinated, but you were more focused on him than the field.
“I can’t believe I get to do this with you,” you whispered, looking up at him with a soft smile. “This used to be a place I’d come just to watch, but now it’s like I’m seeing it in a whole new way because of you.”
He squeezed your hand, bringing it up to his lips to kiss it softly. “I love that you see it that way. You’re the best thing that’s happened to me in a long time.”
The two of you stopped near center field, the lights of the stadium illuminating them in a soft, romantic glow. Tommy turned to you, his face a mix of playful confidence and genuine affection. You could feel the tension building between you two, your eyes locked as he took a step closer, resting his hands on your waist.
“You know, this is technically breaking a few rules,” he murmured, a small grin playing on his lips.
“Is that so?” you whispered, sliding her hands up his chest, fingers brushing over the Dodgers logo on his practice shirt. “Maybe I like a guy who’s willing to break a few rules.”
Tommy laughed softly, leaning his forehead against yours, his arms wrapping around your waist to pull you closer. He paused, studying you with an intensity that sent shivers down your spine. Slowly, he lowered his lips to yours, and the kiss started sweet but quickly grew heated. The thrill of the stadium lights around them and the secrecy of the moment added a whole new level of excitement.
You found yourself pressing closer to him, your hands resting on his chest as his fingers traced light circles at your waist, sending sparks across your skin. When the two of you finally broke the kiss, both of you a little breathless, he chuckled, looking at you with a smirk.
“Good thing we’re out of sight,” he said, eyes twinkling. “Or I might be getting even more teasing than usual from the guys for this.”
“Oh, they’d never let you live it down,” you teased back, your hand resting on his shoulder. “But maybe it’s worth it.”
“Definitely worth it,” he said, brushing a stray hair from your face, his touch gentle yet filled with a longing that made your heart race. “I love having you here with me. It feels right, you know?”
You nodded, smiling softly. “I feel the same way.”
He held you close for another moment before reluctantly pulling away, giving you a boyish grin. “Okay, if we stay out here much longer, I’m going to forget I have a game to play.”
You smiled, giving him a quick peck on the cheek. “Well, can’t have that, can we? Go show them what you’ve got out there.”
As he jogged off toward the dugout, he turned back, his eyes lingering on you as he mouthed, For you.
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