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key: ♡ - fluff  ☆ - smut 

series

seventeen seasons

imagines

“dating shohei”

“i don’t kiss and tell”

“pretty isn't pretty”

“he's your best friend”

“bf/gf scenarios” … coming soon

“dating shohei pt 2” … coming soon

+ extra players! (requests)

la angels

“dating logan o'hoppe”

“dating patrick sandoval”

“dating shintaro fujinami”

padres

shohei ohtani (fighters era) x fem!reader

the room is quiet except for the soft rustle of notebook pages and the faint hum of the old dorm heater that never quite works right.

“i need to study and you need to get going or you’ll be late for practice,” you say, pushing shohei’s arms from around you.

“it’s okay, they won’t start without me,” he replies, a cheeky grin pulling at his lips as he settles right back into place.

you roll your eyes, but you don’t move away this time.

when you decided to study abroad for your last semester of college, you never imagined this.

shohei, looking up at you like this, like he belongs here, like this is where he’s meant to be, stretched across your dorm bed that’s barely big enough for one person, let alone two.

this had become a routine.

for the past months, he’s sacrificed comfort just to be here, showing up quietly, slipping in like he isn’t supposed to, folding himself into your space without ever asking.

and somehow, it started to feel normal.

like this was always part of the plan.

your highlighter drags across the page slow, deliberate until it stops.

because he’s staring again.

“shohei,” you sigh without looking up, “i can feel you.”

“hm?”

you glance over.

he doesn’t even try to hide it, lying on his side across your too-small bed, one arm tucked under his head, the other draped lazily across your waist like it belongs there. like you belong there.

“you’re supposed to be at practice,” you remind him.

“i was,” he says.

“shohei” you warned him sounding like a whine.

“i left.”

you turn fully this time, eyebrows raised. “you left practice?”

he shrugs, a small, unapologetic smile tugging at his lips. “i wanted to see you.”

you stare at him for a second. “you’re going to get in trouble.”

“worth it.”

no hesitation. no teasing. just quiet certainty.

your chest tightens a little.

“you say that now,” you mutter, trying to turn back to your notes but his hand tightens slightly at your waist, pulling you back before you can move away.

“stay,” he murmurs.

“i am staying. you’re the one who’s supposed to leave.”

“no,” he says softly, nudging his forehead against your arm. “like this.”

you exhale, half annoyed, half smiling. “i need to study.”

“you’ve been studying all day.”

“because i have exams, shohei.”

“and i have you,” he replies, like that’s enough.

you pause. “that doesn’t even make sense.”

“it does to me.”

you try to ignore the way your heart flips at that. you fail.

you set your highlighter down. “you’re going to ruin your career over me,” you say lightly.

he shifts closer. “no,” he murmurs. “i won’t.”

“then stop skipping practice.”

a pause. “i’ll go,” he says.

you blink, surprised. “really?”

“mm.”

but he doesn’t move.

if anything, his arm tightens around you just a little more.

“after a minute.”

you huff a quiet laugh. “you said that ten minutes ago.”

“this time i mean it.”

you turn your head to look at him, skeptical.

he meets your gaze, completely serious and then, softer, “i just like being here.”

your expression softens. “it’s a tiny dorm room,” you tease. “there’s nothing special about it.”

“there is,” he says.

you wait.

“you’re in it.”

your breath catches.

he doesn’t look away when he says it. doesn’t laugh it off. doesn’t soften it. he just means it. completely.

you reach down, brushing your fingers lightly through his hair. “you’re a lot, you know that?”

“only with you.”

“i’ve noticed.”

he smiles faintly, eyes closing for a second as he leans into your touch.

“four months,” you murmur.

“mm.”

“feels longer.”

he opens his eyes again, looking up at you. “yeah.”

“in a good way,” you add quickly.

his hand shifts at your waist, thumb brushing slow, absent circles against your side. “i know.”

another quiet moment passes.

“you should go,” you say softly.

“i will.”

“shohei”

“okay,” he sighs like it physically pains him.

but instead of getting up, he leans up just enough to press his face into your shoulder, arms tightening around you in one quick, warm squeeze. “i’ll come back later,” he murmurs.

you smile, already knowing he will. “you always do.”

he pulls back just enough to look at you again, something soft settling in his expression. “of course i do.”

your fingers brush lightly against his cheek. “you’re in love with me,” you tease.

he doesn’t even hesitate. “yeah.”

your heart skips. “that wasn’t supposed to be that easy.”

“it is,” he says quietly.

you hold his gaze for a second longer, something warm and overwhelming settling in your chest. “me too,” you admit.

his expression softens in a way you haven’t seen before, quieter, deeper, like he’s holding onto the moment. “i know,” he says gently.

you laugh under your breath. “you’re so sure.”

“i am.”

he leans in then, slow, unhurried, pressing a soft kiss to your lips, like he has nowhere else to be. like this matters more.

when he pulls back, he stays close for a second, forehead resting lightly against yours. “i should go,” he murmurs.

“you should.”

neither of you moves.

“one more minute,” he adds.

you smile, closing your eyes. “okay.”

and somehow, with him there, too close, too warm, too distracting.

you don’t mind falling behind on your studying.

shohei ohtani x fem!reader

“if he keeps getting close to you we are leaving” shohei whispered in your ear. you had no idea what he was talking about or who he was referring to. truth is you were having the time of your life. your boyfriend and his team had just won the world series for a second consecutive year. you didn’t have a care in the world.

30 minutes later and a handful of tequila shots deep. hyeseong kim approached you with drinks for the wags in the circle. you have grown fond of him, always being his silly self and in a good mood no matter the situation.

The music was loud, bass thumping through the floor like a second heartbeat, and the room smelled like champagne, sweat, and victory. Everything felt a little hazy, like the night was moving half a second slower than you were.

Hyeseong nudged a drink into your hand with a grin. “You need to keep up,” he teased, already halfway turned to pass another glass to someone else.

“I am keeping up,” you laughed, though your words came out softer than you expected.

Across the room, flashes of cameras and bursts of laughter pulled your attention, but before you could fully turn, a warm hand wrapped around your wrist.

Shohei.

He didn’t say anything at first. Just gently tugged you back toward him, his grip firm but not rough, like he was grounding himself more than stopping you.

“You’re wandering,” he muttered, leaning down so only you could hear him.

“I’m at a party,” you replied, smiling up at him. “That’s kind of the point.” His jaw tightened just slightly, so subtle most people wouldn’t notice. But you did.

“I don’t like it,” he said, voice low. “Everyone’s looking at you.” You blinked, caught off guard. “They’re looking at you. You just won the World Series. Again.”

“Not like that.” His thumb brushed against your wrist softly, like he didn’t even realize he was doing it. “They’re watching you laugh. Watching you dance. Watching you be…”

He trailed off, frustrated, like the words weren’t coming out right.

You softened a little. “Shohei…”

Before you could finish, a voice called your name from behind. You turned instinctively, and immediately felt the shift.

Shohei’s hand tightened.

Not painfully. Just enough.

When you glanced back at him, his expression had changed. Still calm, still composed, but his eyes were sharper now, locked on whoever had tried to get your attention.

“…We’re leaving soon,” he said quietly.

“You said that like 30 minutes ago.”

“I mean it this time.”

You raised a brow. “Because someone is being friendly?” That someone being hyeseong, who has been nothing but a good sport since this party started.

“Because I want you to myself.” The words came out more blunt than he probably intended.

That caught you.

For a second, the noise of the party faded. It was just him, slightly flushed, hair a little messy, eyes a little too honest from the alcohol.

“You have me,” you said softly.

His expression flickered.

“Not like this,” he murmured. “Not when I have to share.”

Your heart did that annoying thing where it flipped and warmed at the same time.

Behind you, Hyeseong reappeared, throwing an arm over your shoulder. “Hey! We’re doing shots- oh.” He paused, immediately clocking the tension. “Did I interrupt something?”

Shohei didn’t even look at him. Just stared at you.

“We’re leaving,” he repeated.

Hyeseong snorted lightly. “He’s been saying that all night.” You told him.

“I’m serious.” Shohei quickly added.

“Yeah, I can tell,” Hyeseong said, raising his hands in surrender. “You get scary when you’re clingy, hyung.”

You laughed under your breath, but Shohei didn’t.

Instead, he finally moved, sliding his hand from your wrist to your fingers, interlocking them without asking.

“Let’s go say goodbye,” he said quietly.

You glanced at him, then at Hyeseong, who gave you a knowing look like yeah, you’re not winning this one.

“Okay,” you sighed. It was not often Shohei acted like this, and you would be lying if you said you didn’t like to tease him every once in a while.

As Shohei led you through the crowd, his grip never loosened. If anything, it got a little tighter every time someone brushed past you.

And when you finally stepped outside into the cool night air, the noise fading behind you, he stopped.

Turned.

Pulled you closer.

“Better,” he breathed, like he could finally relax.

You looked up at him, amused. “You’re ridiculous.”

“Mm.” He didn’t argue. Just leaned his forehead against yours, eyes half-lidded. “But you’re mine.”

You rolled your eyes. Soft, fond, completely gone for him anyway.

“Let’s go home, i have a surprise for you” you admitted. Slowly reaching for his lips and his hands rested on your waist.

[♡] shohei ohtani x fem!reader

[♡] sienna (the marias)

You met him in January — quietly, like a secret. Shohei was in town for rehab, out of the spotlight, and you were working part-time at a coffee shop that smelled like sunscreen and sea salt.

He’d come in every morning for the same order. He never said much, but he always looked at you like you were something he couldn’t quite figure out. He liked that.

On the last day of January, he said your name like a question.

"You doing anything later?"

That was how it started — slow, soft, barely real.

February was sienna.

Warm skin. Ocean air. Laughter that echoed between kisses. He said you reminded him of a dream he’d once had in Tokyo — something about a girl in a white dress and an orange sky.

"You feel like that dream," he whispered once, shirt half-off, your hand tracing the line of his jaw. “But better.”

You’d hum songs under your breath while laying tangled in bedsheets. One night, Sienna came on — slow, sensual, sleepy. Shohei’s breath catched, just slightly, as he held you tighter.

“You like this song?” you asked.

He nodded. “Feels like us.”

You didn’t say it then, but it also felt like goodbye.

March came with the quiet.

His calls slowed. His smile dimmed. The season was starting, the rehab was ending, and with it, whatever this was. You didn’t ask for more. You knew what it had been — a beautiful, blurry thing that only made sense in the moment .

One day, he showed up at your door, rain-drenched and silent.

Neither of you talk. Just touched.

The song played again in the background.

“And I smile when I think of, all the times we had”

You knew you both were pretending it wasn’t the end. Pretending the sunset outside wasn’t mirroring the one from the first night you guys shared your first kiss.

When he left that night, he kissed your temple and said, “I’ll remember this.”

You smiled. Almost believing him.

Now it’s April.

He’s back on the mound, thousands of miles away. The coffee shop plays The Marías sometimes, and every time Sienna comes on, you feel it — that ghost of January.

nothing feels better than a long shower after what felt like a really heavy humid day. and that's why you leave the bathroom humming to yourself in happiness and with a smile on your face, catching like a magnet the attention of your boyfriend, who was already waiting in bed for you, leaving his phone unattended to follow your every move, finally opening the duvet as a welcome right when you get close to get into bed with him.

one of the best rituals a couple can have is definitely night time after a long day being away from each other, and having him every night as your companion made you feel extremely happy and at ease, ready to seek full relaxation right by his side.

he seems to take on your good mood and smiles to himself, turning around on his side to properly look at you when you sit by his side. "what?" you ask, avoiding his gaze to not giggle in shyness. he still had that effect on you. so you make yourself busy by quickly moisturizing your legs. "nothing... you are pretty" he smiles at you and gets closer to leave an affectionate kiss on your arm. "and you're too" you quickly peck his lips before settling in bed, leaving your phone on the bedside table to finally get closer to him. he wastes no time on settling on top of you, his face lowering to sniff your hair in the most exaggerated of ways just to get an inevitable cackle from you. your arms try to get him away from you while you laugh, but you simply know that he won't budge. "what are you doing, sho?!"

his mouth and his hot breath near your skin makes you move your head to the side to stop him from going further and stop the tingling feeling on your skin, but shohei was already an expert when it came to you, and one thing you couldn't do was escape from his irresistible kisses.

"can't i show a little appreciation for my girlfriend?" he seems playfully offended with your question, and as he says that, his cheeky hands start exploring until one of them is pushing down the straps of your silky top, his soft lips instantly finding home on the fresh skin of your shoulder. and it feels delicious, your hands by reflex instantly looking for the hairs in the back of his neck while the sounds leaving your mouth are the best kind of praise he could ever receive.

he has you screeching his name when he playfully bites one of your clavicles, but before you can scold him, the quick pitter patter of those paws you'd grown used to hearing for these past few months gets closer and closer until it sits on the bed, taking half of the surface with it.

"decoy - dad is fine! leave!" he tries to shush him away with just his arm, trying to keep going with his little scheme but the puppy was still standing tall with his chest out like a soldier, a worried frown on his face looking at his owner. it was an adorable sight.

"you know the rules" no sex in front of the dog. you pat his arm and he whines for a little until he gets off of you, a frown on his face as he turned around to face his adorable puppy. "fine" shohei doesn't even finish extending his hands but it's enough of a signal for the puppy to walk and kick all over both of your legs until he's right by shohei’s side. just two seconds with his gigantic form on top of the bed was already making the queen size bed feel incredibly small.

"he's too young to watch his dad get into action, anyway" so he's going to let you be all hot and bothered because of the dog? "shohei!" now it's your time to whine as you see him get ready to cuddle with his puppy, his back facing you. you sigh in frustration when he doesn't seem to budge, giggling away while you're looking at him incredibly offended. you couldn’t help but laugh at the sight.

shohei ohtani x fem!reader

waking up before him on a game day so you make sure he has a good breakfast before leaving. while you're in the kitchen he comes down the stairs to find you plating his food. he hugs you from behind while resting his chin on your shoulder. "is this for me?” he asks.

attending a team party and everyone encouraging him to drink in order to get him drunk. he becomes the most clingy and bubbly person when he is past a few drinks. you're not able to get off his hold for the entire night.

so many instances of you two lost in your own little world, forgetting that there are other people around you; him leaning in your ear to whisper a comment on something funny that he just observed, making you laugh like you're sharing an inside joke, him smiling as he watches you laugh and you asking “what?” to which he replies with “you're so pretty”. this makes you smile which makes him smile wider as you gaze at each other until someone interrupts.

video game nights!!! “that’s not fair shohei you play this game every single day” as he beats you for the third time in the row. “don’t be a sore loser baby” as he pulls you into his arms laughing.

you both lying on the couch as the movie comes to an end. shohei slightly strokes your hair murmuring “let’s go to bed” softly. you slide your hands down his arms and reach for his hands, lacing your fingers together and slowly starting to make your way towards the bedroom. shohei peppering your neck with kisses all the while, trailing them down your jaw and neck.

him laying his head on your thighs while watching tv, the two of you struggling to keep from falling asleep. but at some point, he gives up trying to stay awake, he wraps his arms around your waist; tightening against you, enjoying and melting in the heat that radiates from your body.

the sun is barely peeking through the curtains when you wake up tangled together. his hand is already holding your waist, pulling you closer as soon as you shift. you whisper, "it's still early," and he hums, voice still raspy, "then stay." his thumb rubs gentle circles into your skin until you both drift back to sleep.

"why do you keep doing that?" the question holds no resentment, however, and the words are said with a loving look in your eyes.

"your chapstick tastes nice," you roll yours and drop your hands from his arms to wrap around his torso, resting your head on his head and inhaling his cologne. the weight of his head drops onto yours and you feel his arms wind around your shoulders, pulling you closer.

when you speak, your words are muffled by the fabric of his shirt. "i can always buy you one, you know, instead of trying to steal mine off my lips."

leaning away to stare up at him you find a look of fake contemplation plastered over his face before he shakes his head. in an instant he tilts his neck to reach your lips once again, continuing his assault of breezy kisses all over your lips. he steps backwards towards your bed, pulling you with him until his calves reach the edge. "do you wanna take a nap?" he doesn't let you answer, and when he sits you're pulled on top of him, your arms jumping to his shoulders to support yourself. 

the bed is warm from the afternoon sun filtering through your open blinds and you bury yourself into the soft, feathery pillows. before you can get too comfortable, though, shohei pulls you into his side, flipping onto his stomach and dropping an arm over you. "how are you always tired?" you mumble, hands coming up to brush his hair away from his eyes as he faces you. the look he shoots you at the action is filled with so much love it almost catches you off guard, heart skipping a beat.

"it comes with the job, baby," the pitch of his voice has already dropped slightly from the sleepiness and you're reminded of how much you adore his morning voice. when he realizes his eyes have stopped closed, he pries them open to shoot you a smile before he continues, "and napping with you is probably one of my favorite hobbies."

shohei ohtani x fem!reader

when lars invited you to his housewarming party, you were praying to every god not to see him there. but unfortunately, the angels were in town playing the cardinals that weekend. you didn’t hate shohei, the fact that he knew every inch of your body made hating him impossible. one second, you were greeting everyone in the kitchen, and the next, you were in an unknown bedroom with his hands around your waist.

"lars is going to kill us when he finds out" you whisper once he locks the door to the bedroom. the kisses he leaves on your neck are extremely tempting, and you whine as he slowly pushes you towards the bed until you fall into it carefully with him on top of you. "i just want to make you feel good, please." he tells you while caressing your thighs, all of his touches had yet to distract you from the reasonable side of what was going on. however, you're in a very vulnerable position, with your dress pushed up over your cleavage as a result of his sneaky fingers. you knew what he was up to the second he started guiding you towards a more private corner of the house, and you were undoubtedly done for. you hated doing this to lars, but then again, you couldn't deny the things you were currently feeling.

"i promise no one will find out; we'll be there in a second." his long fingers gently holding your waist. with a smirk on your face, you started tracing his spine, but you're still hesitant. you wanted to be a good friend, and having sex in someone else's bed and home wasn't going to help. especially if that someone was getting hurt in the midst of this all.

“he likes me and he’s your best friend, you know that right? we can’t keep doing this to him.” you slap his fingers that are trying to unzip your dress. you're still uncertain, but you smile as you see him annoyed with the zipper on your dress. this is so shohei; the way his japanese slightly slips out his voice as he groans to you, his lips pouting, and how he wasn't going to let you leave from under him no matter what, his hands were now busy holding your hips in place. "he trusts you. nothing's going to happen. i promise. we'll be out in 10 minutes." his fingers are already at the hem of your underwear, gently going through it.

"fine. but this cannot keep on happening." you roll your eyes and your hands instantly pull the neck of his shirt towards you, his face finally being close enough for you to bring your lips together in a heated kiss.

"try to stay quiet" you groan when you feel his lips against your jaw moving towards your neck, as his hands desperately take off your underwear. and it brings shivers to your skin once his fingers touch your skin.

this strawberry overlay from pinterest + this baby shohei pic !! <3

shintaro fujinami x fem!reader

this man !!!!

biggest goofball and full of energy

loves making you laugh with his jokes

his love language is quality time and words of affirmation

doesn't mind pda

but he's all over you at home

joined at the hip at all times

has to be kissing you 24/7

loves playfully arguing with you just so you guys can make up

he wants to spend all of his time with you

veryyyy romantic

your favorite flowers? your favorite coffee? your favorite book?

he has every little detail of you memorized

loves adventure and hates being still

loves singing along with you in the car

this man will tease the hell out of you

especially in height difference scenarios

he gives the best hugs

loves carrying you over his shoulder

he is very protective over you

makes sure you both are on the same page before making any kind of decision

makes you wear his jersey for every game

trips to japan every offseason

tons of sushi date nights

[♡] shohei ohtani x fem!reader

tw: body insecurity

you were spending the night at your boyfriends house. it was logical since the team had an off day tomorrow. your relationship was fresh, both of you somewhat still very naive of each other. you were 3-months into the relationship, and yet he still managed to make you feel as if you had just started dating a week ago.

arriving home you realized how tired and sleepy shohei looked, having showered back in the clubhouse he went straight to laying down in bed. "i'll shower and be right back sho" you told him as you closed the door to his bedroom. "be quick baby please, the bed is cold without you" he cheekily replied in a already sleepy tone. "i will, i promise" you told him as you placed a kiss on his lips. you were in fact not going to be back anytime soon. you hated this part of the day. the part where you were by yourself, just you and your thoughts behind the bathroom door.

there's no use trying to deny the fact that even when the two of you were alone, you still found it challenging to let your guard down. even if you tried to ignore it, every time you looked in the mirror there was always something wrong. you thought of your boyfriend, so angel like, perfect in every way. there was no way he chose you, having the opportunity to have anyone he wanted at his knees. "why me?" ... "why?", you kept repeating to yourself over and over again. eventually the thoughts clouded your mind and it all came crumbling down.

shohei heard you trying to calm down your sobs. "baby", he knocked on the door, "are you okay? what happened? can i come in?" he asked worried. you couldn't face him, you were more than embarrassed and felt childish by letting your thoughts and doubts win once again. as you tried to regain your composure you replied back, "i'm okay bebe, i'll be out in a second okay". your boyfriend didn't believe you for a second, he knew you better than anyone. "i'm coming in" he stated while slowly opening the door, only to find you crying in front of the mirror.

you couldn't help but crumble into his arms as soon as you saw him standing in front of you. you felt your body twitching under his embrace, his arms fully around you, hands caressing your hair. in an effort to quiet your sobs, shohei gently pulled you from his hold and gave your forehead a few kisses. "what's wrong angel, why are you crying?" he whispered, holding your face in his hands. it was heartbreaking to see you crying, breaking down, and caving in. he could feel your sadness, your emotions were transparent for him and everyone else to see. you hid your face into his hands and mumbled, "it's not that easy to admit," you expressed, "it's so embarrassing."

shohei moved you both over to the edge of his bed, seating you on it while he sat on his knees between your legs, making it easier for him to stare at your face. "you can tell me anything you know that don't you, i'm always here to listen to you baby, what's bothering you tell me" he gently intertwined both of your hands together waiting for a response. "sho" you uttered almost inaudible. "it's just that" you lowered your head, unable to keep looking into his gentle gaze. "i'm not like the others" you told him. shohei gently took your chin and urged you to stare into his brown eyes. "baby what do you mean you're not like the others?". you finally allowed yourself to be vulnerable and told him every thought that fogged up your brain. with teary eyes you replied, "well i'm not the tallest, or skinniest, my legs aren't that long compared to yours, my stomach isn't the flattest, and" your boyfriend intervened before you could continue "baby" shohei couldn't believe the things that were coming out of your mouth. he stood up and sat on the bed, snuggling you into his lap while you buried your face in the crook of his neck.

"i love you for who you are, and i apologize if i haven't expressed it to you recently. i only want you by my side; when i come home, i want it to be to you and no one else. you don't have to change a thing about yourself baby and i truly mean that" your boyfriend whispered as he softly stroked your arm. "i love you so so much" you told him after you sat in silence for a couple of seconds, soaking in everything he had just told you. you hated the fact that he might have felt guilty for how you were feeling, because that was never the case, and you made that clear to him. from the start of the relationship shohei was nothing but the most caring, attentive, and loving boyfriend, truly unmatched by anyone else.

before shohei you had never put in that much effort and thought about yourself, really. however, this time you were utterly in love. you were frightened because you truly loved him, hoping this dream like fairytale with him would never end. you were terrified of losing him and your perception of yourself didn't help at all. but in the end, you knew that he would only find perfection in what you would consider flaws.

patrick sandoval x fem!reader

you both met through social media

he was very straightforward about how interested he was in you

couple of dates later and you realized you were crazy about him

relationship was no secret

the hundreds of ig stories he posted of you were prove of that

the man was smitten by you

he's impossibly touchy

like he’s got to touch you all. the. time.

hand on your thigh, on your waist, on the small of your back

he hates when you call him by his name

frequent spanish lessons

he is stubborn af

breakfast dates, lunch dates, dinner dates

gym dates (you are forced to go most of the time)

he loves being outdoors

hiking, camping

loves walks down the beach

he loves eating (huge foodie)

post-game sex, make-up sex

cuddling before bed >>>

vacations in mexico

learning how to cook mexican food together

he's 100% the jealous type

maybe even somewhat possessive

can be very vulnerable when he doesn't do good at a game

comes to you for support all the time

logan o’hoppe x fem!reader

high school sweethearts

sat next to each other in spanish class

sunshine boyfriend

most affectionate person ever

has to be kissing your cheek or hand at all times

loves quality time and acts of service

he loves getting you flustered

so he showers you with nonstop compliments

will never stay mad at you for more than a day

he loves it when you hug him by his waist

secretly loves being the little spoon from time to time

he is very family oriented so you both spend a lot of time with your loved ones

loves friendly competition, especially when it comes to sports

fun dates, lots of them

he takes date nights very seriously

over the top romantic

most patient bf ever

he is very understanding

cooking/baking every night when you’re both together (or at least trying to)

he’s the type to buy you “just because” flowers

roadtrips with you are his favorite thing

christmases in new york were a must

matching bracelets

+ a necklace with his initial on it

he has you sitting behind home plate every game

claims you’re his lucky charm

shohei ohtani x fem!reader

he was the shyest person when you both first met

then immediately feeling comfortable around you

which led to him acting like his true self

started dating not long after and keeping the relationship private for your safety

he never shuts up about you

sho being the golden retriever boyfriend

being obsessed with each other

his love language being physical touch

not really into pda (at the start of the relationship)

but can’t keep his hands off you when you’re alone

back hugs, back hugs, back hugs

forehead kisses, neck kisses, shoulder kisses

will purposely act childish to annoy you

loves when you celebrate his achievements with him

drives him crazy when you wear his jersey

he loves when you wear his clothes, his favorite thing to see, especially first thing in the morning

him being the most needy and clingy bf

he's the biggest tease btw

cheesy jokes to make you smile

you being the passenger princess always

hand on your thigh while driving

facetime calls every night when he’s away playing

#1 cuddler, he absolutely loves cuddling and being the big spoon

tickle fights to annoy him

hates arguing with you, would apologize first, even if he wasn’t at fault

gym dates, beach dates, picnic dates

him teaching you japanese

you being his favorite fan girl

baseball games are played on the tv 24/7

loves being babied (although he says it’s not true)

loves laying on your chest as you play with his hair

hates losing in video games and will give you the silent treatment

he buys you everything and anything you mention

shohei spoils you way too much

karaoke sessions in the car

dedicates each home run to you

his favorite days are the ones he gets to spend entirely with you

tons of cheesy nicknames

him being very protective of you in the smallest ways possible

playing catch together

which resulted in you getting hit in the face

deciding baseball was just for him

always being in the stands for every home game

he couldn't be more thankful and in love every time he spotted you cheering for him

“he’s just so annoying you know? it’s like he wants me one day and the other he acts like i don’t exist” you were rambling for what it seemed hours. repeating the same thing over and over again. “yeah he’s an ass” sandy replied sarcastically, at this point tired of your nonsense. “you know it would be so much better if you just told me who on the team you’re talking about”. truth is nobody knew about you and shohei. not because you didn’t want to but it was decided by him it was best to keep it secret for awhile.

“my guess is mickey!” patrick kept on spitting out names, never once mentioning the one on your mind. it was obvious no one ever expected you, mike trout’s little sister, to be messing around with the best player on the team. mike and shohei shared a very special teammate bond. your so-called “relationship” becoming public would only mean bad talk for them both. “sandy just focus on your pitching, let me do the talking in peace”. it was sunday afternoon, an off day for the halos, and since sandoval was starting tomorrow he asked if you could come and keep him company while he practiced throwing on the bullpen, something he regretted as soon as you opened your mouth to talk about boy drama.

after running your mouth for many more minutes you decided to leave the bullpen, letting sandy have some time to himself, walking through the field heading towards the dugout you decided to check your phone, in hopes that shohei remembered the plans you both made for the night. you were hoping to see a sign from him but you sighed as his name was nowhere to be seen in your recent messages, leaving you with little to no hope for the night. “like i said, he acts like i don’t exist” you whispered to yourself as you walked through the dugout and into the clubhouse.

you heard him before you could even see him. of course shohei was on the stadium on an off day, he just had to be. as you walked inside the locker room, ippei saw you first, “look who it is” he stated and shohei immediately locked his gaze with yours not saying a word. “hey guys what a coincidence, never in a million years would i’ve thought to find you here” the satire in your voice being obvious. “what are you doing here?” he finally got a word out. “i’m with sandy, he’s practicing in the bullpen” you replied coldly not letting his attitude get to you. ippei sensed the tension and decided to get a head start towards the pen, wanting to escape the drama.

“stop acting like that” shohei spoke again. you didn't understand him sometimes. his attitude and your non-helping doubts were getting in your head more than you wished they would lately. “like what? acting like what?” you raised your voice with no change in your tone. you were tired and he knew. “bebe please” his tone dropped becoming softer. you couldn’t resist him, it was impossible, even if you tried. his touch, his smell, his voice, everything was engraved in you. you loved him.

before you could get a word out he started to move closer to you, leaving no space between your bodies. his lips crashed into yours. you melted under his touch and he knew that. as your hands reached for the back of his neck he gripped your hips pulling you impossibly closer. "baby" he whimpered as you softly tugged his messy hair. keeping your lips locked you hummed in response. before your hands reached for his loosed belt and just as things were about to get heated sandy ran into the locker room “hey sho, ippei told me you were here-”. you and shohei instantly pulled away from one another at the sound of his voice, not wanting to give sandoval a show.

patrick found you both blushed and breathless.

“oh yeah hey sandy, see you out there” shohei quickly replied as he walked out of the locker room clearly wanting to avoid any awkward conversation between the three. sandy was left with the biggest smirk on his face watching you closely not even paying attention to shohei or what he said.

“ohtani, huh, it was him all along” sandoval stated between laughs.

“shut up patrick i have no idea what you’re talking about”

“don’t try to fool me, look at you, it looks like you just ran a marathon” his laughs making it harder for him to even sit up straight.

“i’ll give you all my life, my seasons”

shohei ohtani x fem!reader

[♡] spring signified the beginning of something he loved more than anything … that’s until he met you.

[♡] baseball season took him away from you every march, so you decided to hate spring.

PLAYLIST 🎧 (updated weekly)

bad - wave to earth

“how could my day be bad when i’m with you? you’re the only one who makes me laugh”

daydreamin’ - ariana grande

“got me daydreamin' with my chin in the palm of my hands about you, you, and only you”

every summertime - niki

“every year we get older, and i’m still on your side, baby, i'd give up anything to travel inside your mind”

cruel summer - taylor swift

“and i screamed for whatever it's worth "i love you," ain't that the worst thing you ever heard?”

table of contents...

01. lovesong

02. lavender haze

03. angeleyes

04. golden hour

05. tfw (that feeling when)

06. middle of the night

07. the perfect pair

08. tokyo

09. anaheim

10. angels like you