•Joe POV•
-Flashback-
"JOE STOP FLIRTING AND GET YOUR ASS ON THE FIELD" Bochy yells at me from the outfield. I'd like to say I wasn't flirting...but I was. His grandaughter is so beautiful. The way her hair falls, the way the sun hits her tan skin, the way she walks and always turns back to mock me and yell at me. She's so perfect. "Guess I gotta go" I mumble slowing walking to the field. "Yep. Don't have a Panik Attack" "I know you have them daily" I say cockily and she smirks without having a comeback. "Will you be my girlfriend pretty please?" I beg before taking the field. "For the millionth time Joe no" "What if we win the world series?" "Fine Joe, knowing the unlikely hood of this, if you win the world series I will be your girlfriend"-Now-
We did it. Holy shit we did it. WE DID IT. WE WON THE 2014 WORLD SERIES. I jump up, throwing my glove in the air as Buster makes the final out at home. The team charges the field and we jump in a pack, making a dog pile on Buster. I can't believe we did it. This is a dream come true. I exit the pile and look towards the dugout to see Easton. Her eyes scan the pile of men and her lips are curled up into a grin from ear to ear. "So we won" I say to her, snapping her from her trance. "You did. Good job" "Oh you don't remember do you?" "Remember what?" "We won. You're my girlfriend."•Easton POV•
Oh Joe. "I am" "So I have a date planned. Picnic on the beach. Candles, flowers, sunset, the whole team helped me plan this" "Well when shall I be ready?" "Tomorrow at 5" "Ok pretty boy. Don't get to hungover tonight. I like my boys to be into me and not distracted by a migraine" "Will do princess" he says and I bite back the smile. I liked him this whole time I just liked the game. "Go celebrate Joe!" "Ok but it won't be as fun without you" "Well remember me till tomorrow by this" and I place my lips to his. He moves his till they are in stnc with mine, us both moving closer to the dugout wall. His hands find my back pockets as mine find his hair. "Night Panik" I mutter as I pull away. "Night Easton" I hear him say as I walk off. I turn around one last time as always, "That was a nice Panik Attack I had" and he smirks before I turn and I feel his eyes on me, walking out and to my car. The game is over. He wins.___________________
this was a weird one ive never done mostly the boys pov but i tried it out so let me know if it worked or if i should just stick with girls povelmore sent down, dejesus traded, steven out 4-6 weeks...past week has been so bad
on a good note mikie was called up and richie might be so HOLLA
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MLB Imagines (requests closed)
Fanfictionany mlb player plz comment on the second request chapter and include player name, ur name, player position, and a scenario