"FUCK" I yell as the Mets get the final out striking out Howie. I glance down at the dugout scanning it to find Corey hanging his head and grabbing his things to leave. My section quickly clears out as it's all Dodgers fans and the last thing we want to see is the Mets celebrations.
"Jessie stop" Corey sasses shoving me away from him and continues trudging to our room. "Corey please" I beg grabbing his hand again. He sighs and turns around looking at me for the first time all night. "What?" "It's ok. You didn't even play the whole season you can't be this upset with yourself you have so much more to play" "I know but we were so close! 1 run?! Can they even call that a win?! I call it bullshit!!" he yells getting heated again and I take a step back scared of what he could do if he's mad enough. "Corey I'm sorry but there's nothing you can do. They won. Thats it. Thats all there is to it." He sits on the edge of the bed holding his head in his hands. "I just want to know what its like. To have half the world to know your name just because you made it to a world series" "You will! You have like 100 more years to find out!!" I exaggerate in attempt to make him laugh. I succeed as a slight smile crosses his face and I sit beside him pulling him to lay down on top of me. "It's ok I promise" I whisper and kiss him.
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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
