Tennis Imagines

Dominic Thiem

Personally, I find it a little bit odd to write imagines about Roger Federer and Stan Wawrinka, because they are both like... Stan is 32, I can do that if someone wants it, that's not odd, but Roger is married and stuff and has children so I do find that a little strange, but if you do want me to write one about him or about someone else you like please leave a comment below! Maybe some imagines about Diego Schwartzman or Pablo Carreno Busta? Let me know guys! X

It was a very hot day and you were trying to reach Dominic on his phone, but he wouldn't answer. You just saw how he lost on television against Juan Del Potro, and you already knew that Dominic was going to blame himself for playing bad while he obviously didn't do that. 

''He's not picking up the phone, mom'' you said to your mom who was sun tanning. Your mom didn't looked at you, sighed a bit and answered: ''Why do you worry so much about him y/n, it's just your best friend. He's fine, trust me he's fine.'' but somehow, that answer from your mother didn't satisfied you at all and you really believed that Dominic would blame himself way too much.

A little bit annoyed, you stood up from your chair and took one little swim more in the swimming pool and as you got out, you waved your mom goodbye but she didn't even looked up. Way too busy with tanning. You made your way into the house, to your room and grabbed some clothes. You were going to visit Dominic, to make sure if he was okay. You chose a skirt and a crop top, and with your Allstars on and a little bag to carry your phone and wallet, you left the house going towards Dominic's.

You were a little bit nervous, because you knew that your best friend Dominic didn't liked small visits to his house without knowing. Most of the time he was wearing his pyjama's and while you didn't cared, he did cared. Somehow he always wanted to be dressed up when you came over. And obviously you wanted to be dressed up as well, but you were a girl and he was a boy. Most of the times boys didn't even care how they looked once a girl was coming over.

You arrived at the house of Dominic and parked your car on the highway, walking slowly towards his door. You could see that he was home, and you saw another car too. ''Okay.. apparently his coach is here as well.. great to know'' you murmured in yourself and you pulled your skirt right. You took a deep breath as you pushed on the doorbell.

Somehow, it took forever for someone to open the door. You heard someone opening the door and saw the face of his coach. ''Y/n, what are you doing here?'' he said.

''Hey, also hey to you! I am here for Dominic, he wouldn't pick up his phone'' you answered and you smiled a bit at him.

''Obviously. If he goes on his phone it'll only make him more depressed than he already is at the moment. People are hating on him for losing while he was leading with two sets to love.'' I shrugged my shoulders,

''Do you really think it's that bad? Pretty much everyone loves Domi, I don't think he'll get much hate. Everyone has a bad day don't they?'' you answered, as you smiled a bit awkwardly. 

''It's just bad, y/n. Let's not talk around it. Dominic played really bad.'' you didn't know how to answer, since you didn't agreed with him. For seconds you stood there, waiting for him to invite you in but he didn't.

''So...'' you said after a couple of seconds of silence, ''can I come in now?'' you saw that his coach was kind of doubting and it made you feel uncomfortable. You knew that he didn't really liked you, but you expected him to try to like you since you were close friends with Dominic.

''Well, okay. But do know that he is really sensitive so please be humble.'' as you followed him towards the living room, you saw something you would never forget.