Boys in the Blue

“You know that dress is a recipe for disaster, (Y/N).” His hoarse vocals that felt so familiar even after all these months ringed in your ears and sent shivers down your bare back. You weakly smiled while your left eye shed a tear. “You’re one to talk in that getup, Bellinger.” Finding this new ambition, you turned to face him. The same tear left an invisible mark on your face. Months ago you would come to learn that the most painful scars are the ones that are naked to the eye, but felt by the soul. Silent, but louder than words.

“Ouch. Last time I recall, we weren’t on a last name basis (Y/L/N).” his right bushy eyebrow arched, despite all your pleas long ago for him to get them tamed. You usually weren’t as nostalgic as you were now, but looking at him surfaced many broken memories that you wished to forget. He faced away from you, afraid to look into your glossy eyes. You wondered if he felt the same way. 

“And last time I recalled It wasn’t me who you gave attention to.”  The simple yet snarky comment made Cody’s eyes fall to his shoes. Pooled with a mixture of emotions such as embarrassment, humiliation, pain, and beyond all he was frightened. Frightened at what you thought of him after all this time. His eyes swiftly locked onto those red bottoms of yours on the blue carpet. The corners of his lips lifted upwards making the crevices of his acne lines more visible.

“She’s out of the picture, (Y/N).” His complexion altered along with his eyes that longed for forgiveness but even a fool could see through his mask of happiness, and at the core was longing for you. 

He was miserable without you.

This being news to you, your look softened. Before you got the chance to speak the announcer announced his name over the stadium and it was time for him to walk the carpet. You cautiously reached for his hand and oblivious to the talks, stares and whistles that echoed in your ears none of it compared to the volume of your heartbeat. 

Thoughts and wholehearted feelings raced in both of your beautiful mind’s that powered your soul and unspoken love for one another. Before you knew it, everyone had gotten seated and during those countless announcements, the only thing on your mind were the feeling of your palms on his because it felt right.

Perhaps you didn’t now it then, but Cody also wore his red bottoms too on that blue carpet.

Little did you know that he was also comforted by the fact that you wore the ones that he had given you, and that matched his. After all, it has always been you. His number one.

AUTHOR’S NOTE

I feel like I’m so extra with my writing but I like to try some original ideas that came across my mind so I hope you guys like this and didn’t find it as cringeworthy as I kinda did. If you guys want them to be longer or shorter or with more dialogue please say so.

Matt Kemp dragged our ass to victory today I love that man.