Back in your apartment you were wearing short leggings, an oversized sweater, and your hair tied in a loose bun. You made yourself a nice cup of coffee and lit a scented candle. The sweet smell of French Vanilla could transport you to outer space but your mind could only focus on one thing… Tim. You missed him. You wish you could be in his arms so he can keep you warm in this cold weather. You wish you could’ve had the courage to at least say goodbye; but what’s done it’s done.

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The next morning you woke up with the sunlight hitting right in your eyes “Ugh” you said rubbing your eyes which then started looking everywhere, trying to figure out where you were but then you remember… well… almost everything. “Omg this is Tim’s room” you said to yourself, “And where the fuck are my pants?! Omg omg omg” you desperately started looking for your pants and found them on the floor. Tim was nowhere to be seen. You fixed your messy hair and walked outside the room.

When you walked out of the room you saw Tim lying back on the couch watching TV “Tim?” you asked “What happened last night? I mean… Why wasn’t I wearing…”; Tim interrupted you “I just took them off to get you comfortable to sleep. Don’t worry. Nothing happened” he said chuckling.

“Oh thank god!” you said looking up but then tried to excuse yourself “I mean… like… that would’ve been awful. Wait! Not like awful, awful but like…”; “Gosh I got it. It’s ok.” Tim said smiling.

He stood up from the couch and walked to the kitchen “You want some coffee?” he asked; “Nah, its ok” you said and gave him a shy smile then walked back to his room. You sat on his bed and started to put your shoes on when he walked in. “What are you doing?” he asked; “I should get back to the hotel, try to eat something, TAKE A SHOWER…” you said; “You do know you can do all that here, right?” he said while sitting next to you; “Yeah but I have all my stuff at the hotel so… yeah, I should get going” you stood up and took your sweater and scarf. “I need to go and get my car so I’ll go with you. Let me get ready” he said, you nodded.

When both of you got in his car he drove you back to the hotel “Will I see you again?” he asked pulling over in front of the hotel, you could tell he was a little worried about what happened last night; “Ummm I guess so. That, of course, if you want?”; “Of course I want to. You said you were only gonna stay for a week and since you’ve never been here before I might as well just show you around”; “I’d love that”; “Then I’ll pick you up in about… an hour?”; you laughed “Make that two, please.” you said and winked at him. You kissed him on the cheek, grabbed your camera and got out of the car.

Two hours later you were ready to go. He called you to say that he was waiting at the lobby. You took your camera and went down.

Tim took you everywhere. From The Seattle Art Museum to the EMP, where you felt like a little girl in a candy store. “Look Timmy!” you kept saying to him while walking around and pointing at everything. He smiled at you and held your hand.

“Omg it’s Tim Lincecum!” you heard someone said and Tim quickly held tight of your hand and dragged you into a supply closet. It was kinda dark. He stood right in front of you. You looked up to meet his eyes “Timmy…” you whispered but he interrupted you; “Shhh” he said in your ear. “I swear he came this way” both of you heard a group of girls talked.

“Timmy…”; “What is it?”; “You’re stepping on my foot, you silly” you said whispering; “Oh, sorry” he giggled a little and got off your foot. Being so close to each other he couldn’t help but stare at you. He leaned forward placing his lips on your forehead, smelling your hair “Sorry about that. That definitely was unexpected.” he whispered while putting his arms around your waist making you feel protected. You placed your hands on his chest and you could feel his breathing on your face which made you let out a gasp “It’s ok. Don’t worry” you mumbled.

You looked around letting him know that someone might open the door and see you both. “You wanna go and eat something?” he asked, still whispering even though there was no one around. “Yeah, let’s go”.

After getting something to eat both of you went to his apartment. He grabbed two plates and both of you sat on the kitchen stools. You sat Indian style while Tim stared at you “What?” you asked; “You’re just so small. I can’t believe you can perfectly fit on the stool sitting like that” he said smiling; “Well, it’s not always bad to be small”; “Oh not at all. I didn’t mean it like that. I can perfectly lift you up…” he said flirting and you just couldn’t help but to blush and tried to hide it by putting your head down, letting your hair cover your face but he got closer to you and pushed your hair behind your ears. You gave him a shy smile. He noticed right away your red cheeks and pecked you on the lips.

Couple of minutes later both of you were sitting on the couch watching a movie. Both of your knees up on your chest, his arm around your shoulders, just both of you cuddling when your phone rang. It was a phone call from a friend in NY. You went out to the balcony to answer the call. It was cold and dark outside so you started walking around to keep yourself warm. Tim walked outside when you hung up “It’s everything ok?” he asked getting closer to you; “Yeah, everything is fine” you said walking back inside, not even looking at him.

He walked after you “You can talk to me ______” he said. “Nothing’s wrong Timmy, I’m just really tired. It’s been a long day, that’s all. I should get back to the hotel and get some rest” you said, still not looking at his eyes, you couldn’t tell him what was really going on; “You sure?” he asked and you nodded; He sighed “Come on, I’ll drive you”.

He pulled over in front of the hotel “Call me if you need anything, ok?” he said and you leaned for a kiss. You couldn’t let go off his lips so you held his face pulling him closer for a deeper kiss.

The next morning Tim called you but no one answered the phone so he went to the hotel to see what was going “Good morning, I’ve been trying to reach Ms. ______ but she’s not answering her phone, could you tell me if by any chance she went out or something?” Tim said to the concierge service; “I’m sorry sir, Ms. ________ left early this morning. She left this note for you” the lady said giving him the note. Tim’s hands were shaking when he held the note. He went back to his car and opened it. The note read:

“Dear Tim,

I’m really sorry I left this way without telling you anything but I’m not good at saying goodbyes. I had to go to NY ‘cause I might get a really good job and couldn’t let this opportunity pass me by.

Trust me when I say I’ll never forget those amazing 3 days I spent with you. I’ll never forget how it feels to be in your arms. I’ll never forget the touch of your lips.

I’ll miss you Timmy. Please take care of yourself and hopefully we’ll meet again in the near future.

Kisses, ___________.”

Tears started to run on his face. He couldn’t believe you were gone, not to mention he didn’t have your phone number.

Five minutes later he swept the tears away and headed to the airport. Tim took the first flight to New York “I’m not gonna lose you that easy” he said to himself.

It was 6pm and you were taking a nice hot shower, bathroom filled with steam. When you came out, your phone rang “Hello?” “Hey beautiful, you ready yet?” “You said 7! I will be ready for 7, not earlier” you laughed; “I’m just kidding, I just wanted to make sure the date it’s still on” “I’ll be ready, Timmy, don’t panic”; “I’ll meet you at the lobby” he said then hung up.

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Both of you gasped in surprise when the phone rang. You backed up a little and Tim didn’t know what to do, whether he should keep going or answer the phone but he didn’t have to decide ‘cause you stood up and went to your room. “Hi dad!” you heard him say as you kept on walking.

Ten minutes later he went to your room to apologize but you’ve already passed out. There you were… lying in bed, fetus position. Tim sighed, walking in just a little bit to make sure if you were ok then he slowly covered you with a blanket so you wouldn’t get cold.

3 hours later you woke up by the noise to what it seemed to be glass breaking; you rubbed your eyes to completely wake up and got out of bed to check where the noise came from. When you walked to the kitchen you saw Tim on the floor “STOP!” he said in a very commanding way; you froze and realized he was picking up the pieces of a broken plate, “What happened?”; “I was gonna grab a plate to make a sandwich and it slipped from my hand” he explained; “So… you can throw a 95mph fastball but you can’t hold on tight one plate… interesting”, he looked at you raising an eyebrow then you giggled.

You: “What time is it?”

Tim: “It’s almost 11. Are you hungry?”

He finished picking up all the pieces. You made your way to a kitchen stool and sat Indian style. Since you were so small you had no problem sitting like that on a stool.

You: “I’m starving… which reminds me you kinda said I was gonna starve to death here”

Tim: “I didn’t say that!” he laughed “You did… All I said was that there’s nothing much to eat here but we can order though”

You: “Well, since I’m new in town… Surprise me!”

Tim: “Ummm we could order some Jimmy John’s!”

You: “Oh I heard they’re reeeaallyy good!”

Tim: “They’re the best!” he grinned.

It took only like 15 minutes for the food to arrive and both of you ate your sandwiches sitting on the couch watching TV. “I’m gonna go to bed” you said, giving out a big yawn. “Oh, ok…” Tim said, disappointment mixed up with sadness showing on his face. “Goodnight Timmy”; “Goodnight ___”.

The next morning Tim woke up around 9 and walked to the living room wearing nothing but boxers thinking you were still asleep but the image he caught froze him. He saw you in the balcony wearing tight yoga clothes, in an Arm Balance Scorpion position. He didn’t know what to do; he just stood there, mouth open, admiring the view. When you went back to Downward Dog position you noticed Tim was looking at you and you lost your focus. You stood up real quick making you lose balance; “Shit!” you yelled as you fell to the floor and started picking up everything while Tim looked at himself noticing his boxers he then ran back to his room to put some clothes on. When he came out you were walking to your room.

Tim: “Well that was a nice position”.

You turned around, raising an eyebrow.

You: “Well that was some nice boxers”.

Both of you blushed a little.

Tim: “Wanna go out and get some breakfast?”

You: “Sure… let me get ready”.

When he pulled the car you looked at him “Really Tim… Really?!” In-N-Out for breakfast?!” He laughed, “Why not?!”; “You’re gonna get me fat!”; “Oh please, working out the way you do you MUST have some of these!”

The two of you sat down in a corner table in the back so you could have some privacy. “I dare you to eat 3 burgers” Tim said with a big grin. “What?! There’s no way in hell I could ever eat that much!” “Pfft, loser…” “Ugh!” You playfully punched him in the arm. The conversation went on and after having your breakfast both of you headed to his car.

Back in his condo you took off your hoodie, placed it on the couch and put your hair down “I should get my stuff and go to the hotel I told you about” you said playing with your hair; Tim just stared at you with the same look he gave to you in the hospital. “Tim, are you listening to me?” He walked towards you, puts a hand on your hips… “Tim, what are you…” another one pulling your face and BAM! He kissed you with burning passion. The kiss lasted a few seconds then both of you looked into each other’s eyes… then you lifted your chin, wanting more. He grinned and kissed you again.

You put your arms around his neck; he lifted you, your legs around his waist and he placed you on a kitchen stool. Tongues intertwined, his hands placed on your lower back, your hands on his strong chest, both of you breathing heavily. His hands slipped inside your top, caressing your soft back. “Tim…”, he kissed your cheek, down to your jaw line, then softly kissing your neck. “Tim… we shouldn’t do this”; he kissed your lips one more time “I know” he whispered. Both of you just stood there, lips touching yet not kissing, just breathing together, eyes closed. Your hands touching his face and neck, his hands pressing against your hips.

He pulled away slightly just so he could take a better look at you. Your lips were cherry red, so were your cheeks. “I should go” you mumbled. He cupped your face with both hands then kissed your forehead. “Please stay” he said, puppy eyes at their best; “I can’t stay Timmy. I… well… it’s not that I can’t stay its more that… it’s just not right”. He kissed your nose. “Timmy, don’t do this. You know it’s not right”. He kissed your cheek “I’ll buy your icecream” he said with a big smile. “Oh for fuck sake Timothy! Don’t make this so hard”. He kissed your lips “I just don’t want to let go” he whispered in your ear.

Timmy sat indian style on the guest bed watching you get all your stuff. He knew he wasn’t going to convince you to stay ‘cause deep inside he knew it was too soon and everything was going too fast. After getting everything you approached to him, laid your hands on his shoulder and kissed him on his forehead. “C’mon, I’ll drive you” he said.

“Hey, I haven’t asked you. Where are your puppies?” you said on the way to the hotel. “A cousin of mine has them. He asked to take care of them for a couple of days”; “Oh… don’t you miss them?”; “Of course I do, they’re my babies”; you looked at him and smile. While you made the reservation at the hotel he asked to pay for it but you strongly refused, “C’mon on ____, let me pay for it, please” “Timmy, you paid the hospital and let me stayed at your place. I got this one, ok?” “Fine”.

After finishing the reservation he got closer to you “Have dinner with me tonight”, you couldn’t help but smile. “But I don’t have anything nice to wear, I only packed jeans, tops and something to sleep. Stuff like that”; “It doesn’t matter, I’ll probably be wearing jeans and a t-shirt”; “…Umm, ‘probably’ it’s not good enough with me“; He laughed “____ just put something comfortable. You look pretty anyways”; “Well thanks, what time then?”; “Uumm, its 7 ok?”; “Sounds perfect”; “I’ll see you tonight, beautiful.” He said and pecked you on the lips.

Tim: “Listen, I know this might sound weird because we just met and we pretty much know nothing about each other but I can’t let you spend the night alone without someone to check on you”

You looked down, not knowing what to say then you gave him a confused look, “What are you trying to say?”

Tim: “Why don’t you stay at my place so I can check on you? It’ll make me feel a lot better knowing that you’re ok”.

You looked at him trying to find the right words. He pulled out, giving you time to think of what to do.

After a moment of silence you started talking.

You: “I can’t stay at your place Tim. I do know the baseball player but I don’t know YOU… It’s not the same.”

Tim looked outta the window then looked at you again. “I’ll buy you ice-cream!” he said with a grin on his face pointing at the ice-cream shop across the street. You couldn’t help but to laugh. “Come on it’s not that bad, it’s just one night… with ice-cream!”, he laughed. After a few minutes you agreed with his offer realizing that you truly needed someone to take care of you for that night.

Tim opened the door of his car to go get the ice-cream, “What’s your favorite?” “uumm pretty much anything with strawberries… or chocolate! Yes! Chocolate!” you said, eyes wide open; “Chocolate for the win!” he said getting out of the car. While he was getting the ice-cream you reached for your broken camera from the backseat… It was completely ruined. You were really sad about it, not because it cost you a lot of money, but because it was… well… one of your most precious things!

Just before he got back you placed the camera on the backseat “You ok?” he asked noticing your sad face; “Yeah, I’m just a little tired that’s all…”

He stared at you for a few seconds then put on his seatbelt and headed home.

The way to his condo was quiet yet comfortable. The radio was on and you just stared out the window. When you were almost arriving to his condo he asked “So what made you change your mind… beside the ice-cream?” “Well… after I thought about it all I can say it’s that there’s always a knife in the kitchen!” you looked at him with a grin on your face.

He looked at you with a frightened face but then both of you starting laughing like crazy.

After parking his car he helped you get out by holding your hand then he took your stuff from the backseat. He put his right arm around your waist in a protective way then took the elevator. First he showed you the kitchen, opened the fridge to put the ice-cream in -“There’s nothing much to eat here, just so you know”; -“oh well that’s great, I’m gonna starve here to death… awesome!” you sarcastically said and both of you laughed. After showing you the living room, balcony and so on, he held your hand and walked you to the guest room “This is gonna be your room” you gave him a shy smile then kept on looking at everything in there, “…and don’t worry, the sheets are clean”; “but I haven’t said anything”; “…I’m just saying”, you looked down in ashamed and giggled.

 You: “I’m gonna take a quick shower if you don’t mind.”

Tim: “Yeah of course, go ahead. Call me if you need anything”

You: “Anything…?” You quickly answered in a flirty way raising an eyebrow.

Tim: “omg” he laughed.

You: “I’m just kidding” you smiled. “…Don’t worry; I’ll call you if I need… AN-Y-THING” you couldn’t hold your laughter.

Minutes later you were out of the shower and put on some black leggings, an apple green loose sweater and sandals. You put your hair in a bun and walked towards the living room where you heard the TV. “Tim?” you asked; “Hey! I’m right here” he said lifting his left arm from the couch “come over here”. Tim was wearing long gray pants and a white sweater. You sat like 2 feet away from him and crossed your legs. “Hhmm… I thought I told you to make yourself at home” “Yeah, you did… why?” “Why on Earth are you sitting like if you were in a courtroom?!” “Oh (you laughed) I don’t… I mean… I just…”; Tim shook his head “Come on, get yourself comfortable while I go get the ice-cream”. You took of your sandals and sat Indian style. Family Guy was on and you patiently waited for your delicious ice-cream.

After having your ice-cream you offered to take the bowls and washed them but Tim refused, saying that you were ‘his guest and there’s no way you were gonna do that’.

After watching Family Guy and sharing some laughs you gave out a yawn. Even though it was only 7pm you were exhausted, it’s been a really long day for you.

Tim: “You should get some rest and remember you need to clean your stiches before going to bed”

You: “Yeah, I know, I better do that now before I pass out” you said while standing up.

Tim: “Let me help you” he reached for you and grabbed your hand.

You: “It’s ok, I can do it myself”

Tim: “C’mon, I insist” he pouted.

You: “Fine then” you sat back down.

He stood up to get everything he needed to clean your stiches. When he came back he sat right next to you and you turned yourself to face him, he crossed his legs as well. He cupped your face with his left hand and started cleaning with the other. “Ouch!” you said backing up a little; “omg, I’m so sorry… come here”; you leaned over and he slowly kept on cleaning.

While he was doing that you tried not to look into his eyes ‘cause you were really close to his face and those beautiful green eyes could really make your heart beat really fast… but there was a moment when it happened. You both looked into each other’s eyes and you felt that the world stopped right there. His face came closer to yours, so close you could feel his warm breath. You couldn’t take your eyes away from his and neither could he. He had your face cupped with both hands and it was like everything around you had immediately disappeared and it was just you and him. “Kiss me” your eyes were speaking for you “please, just kiss me”…

You lifted your head a little, physically telling him he had permission to kiss you but when he was about to his phone rang.

A nurse came in and told you to sit on the stretcher so the doctor could check on you. Tim was standing there in the room, looking at you, without knowing what to do or say, you could tell he was blaming everything on himself. While the doctor was cleaning your wound, you trembled a little from the pain and a couple of tears started to stream down your cheeks but you quickly wiped them away. After he was done cleaning he gave you some stiches. The doctor then left the room for a couple of minutes and the nurse came in to get your info:

Nurse: “Hello again, name please”

You: “______”

Nurse: “Age?”

You: “26”

The nurse was amazed when you said your age not because you were really short, standing only 5’0” but also ‘cause you still had a baby face. But all that didn’t take away your seductive/sexy look.

You were looking down to the floor and getting anxious ‘cause the nurse kept asking questions and all you wanted to do was to leave. But when the nurse asked how did you got hit you raised your head and looked at Tim right in the eyes not knowing what to say but just before you could speak he opened his mouth and said “I hit her with my car”. The nurse turned around to look at him but you immediately said “It was an accident” and both of them turned around to look at you. Tim didn’t know why you say that ‘cause he was pretty sure it was his fault.

After the nurse left he came near you:

Tim: “Why did you say it was an accident when it was clearly my fault?”

You: “I was looking through my iPhone messages and I completely zoned out. I didn’t see your car nor the reverse lights”.

Tim: “Either way it was my fault, I should’ve seen you through the rearview mirror”.

He was feeling extremely guilty about what happened but you kept on trying to get him to understand that it was just an accident.

You: “Tim, it was an accident. End of conversation.”

He looked at you right in the eyes when you said his name; he thought you didn’t know who he was.

Tim: “So you know who I am.”

You: “Of course I do… I’m a Giants fan”

You blushed a little and gave him a shy smile.

When the doctor came back he asked if you got hit anywhere else – “maybe my left shoulder… I can’t remember well because it happened really fast” you said. The doctor asked you to get your zip hoodie off so he could check on your shoulder, revealing the very tight, thin white tank top you were wearing. Tim looked at you in amazed, watching your athletic body, you looked back at him. His face expression changed from worried to hunger of you. You could tell he was analyzing every single inch of your body so you put your head down so he wouldn’t notice you were blushing.

“Do you do any sports?” the doctor asked. “Well I like running and I also do yoga” you answered. You kept making quick looks at Tim. “Your shoulder its fine. It might hurt a little but that’s only because of the fall. You’ll be just fine. Clean your wound before going to bed tonight and make sure to keep it dry” the doctor said, “Also make sure your roommate, or relative check on you for any sign of concussion, I really don’t think you’re gonna have one but just in case”. He then finished giving you instructions and then left.

“I’ll be back in a second” Tim said.  You were a little confused on where he was going but you kept on getting ready to leave. When he came back he asked if you were ready, you nodded. When the two of you were leaving the room you said “Hold on a second, I need to pay”. He gently grabbed your arm “I’ve already paid for everything, you don’t have to worry ‘bout that” he said. “You didn’t have to do that”, you mumbled. He gave you a smile.

He opened the door of his car and offered you a hand to help you get in. He then got in the car and put on his seatbelt.

Tim: “So, where are we going?”

You: “Uumm… I just got here today and I haven’t really looked for a place to stay. I was thinking of staying at the Edgewater hotel. It has an amazing view of the Elliott Bay which I completely love.”

Tim: “You like rooms with a great view?”

You: “They’re the best!”

He grinned.

Both of you kept on talking on the way to the hotel when Tim remembered what the doctor said to you about having someone checking on you.

Tim: “So… like… are you gonna meet there with your friends, family or… I dunno… boyfriend?”

You smirked, “I’m here all by myself. I’m just staying here for a week. I needed a break from the East Coast. Away from the mad chaos of NY.”

Tim: “Oh that’s cool. But… remember the doctor said you need someone to check on you. I mean… you can’t just stay alone”, he sounded really worried.

You: “Yeah I know, but I’ll be fine. You don’t have to worry ‘bout me”. You smiled at him.

The car stopped at a red light and Tim looked at you. He was not going to accept this and made an offer.

It was a just another night in cold November. You were sitting on a chair on your little table in the dining room from your New York apartment drinking a nice cup of tea. You were really stressed ‘cause it has been almost a month since you’ve been looking for a job but no luck, so you started thinking about everything and decided to take a week off and get out of NY to clear your mind.

Two days later you were ready to leave. You woke up at 5am and started to get ready to go to the airport. You were wearing dark blue skinny jeans, Vans shoes Canvas Authentic Lo Pro – Black/White, a white tank top and a plain black zip hoodie. You had your long dark hair in a messy bun.

Couple of hours later you were in downtown Seattle; it was your first time there and you were walking on the sideway with a backpack filled with some clothes ‘cause you were just staying for a week. You also had your Canon EOS 5DMark II hanging from your neck. You were feeling a little exhausted, not because you’d been taking pictures for like 3 hours now, but also for the long flight.

You were crossing a parking lot when you started checking your iPhone for new messages when out of the sudden a car started going in reverse without noticing you were right behind it and hit you really hard, making you hit your head with the pavement and completely smashing your camera.

You were laying down on the floor and almost fainted right there but you took a deep breath to keep yourself conscious. When the man who was driving the car came out to check on you, you started cursing at him like crazy.

You: “Dude, WTF?!”

Man: “OMG I’m so sorry. Are you ok?!”

You: “Go fuck yourself”

He tried to pick you up but you kept on pushing him away and even though you were extremely pissed off ‘cause you noticed your camera was fucked up, you could tell he was extremely worried. When you noticed he was offering his hand to help you stand up you calmed down and took it and there you were, standing right in front of the man who just stupidly hit you.

Man: looking at your forehead “OMG you’re bleeding”

You: “huh, what?” You tried to touch your forehead but he grabbed your hand.

Man: “No, don’t touch it. Hold on.”

When you finally got a better look at who he was you stopped breathing… you gasp in surprise and you felt your heart skip a beat. It was none other than Tim Lincecum but at this point you couldn’t care less about that. He had such a worried expression on his face and took a handkerchief out of his back pocket and placed it on your bleeding forehead with his right hand, the other hand holding your face; you left earth for a second. His hand was so warm you didn’t want him to take it away.

When you came back to reality you looked down to the floor looking for your iPhone and seeing some parts of your broken camera, doing that little search made you feel dizzy again and you felt the color draining out of your face. You looked at him in the eyes and held his shirt real tight not to fall down but he took you in his arms and carried you into his car. He placed you in the passenger seat and then went back to look for your iPhone and the remaining pieces of your camera. Tim put all your stuff in the backseat and drove really fast to the hospital.

Once you two arrived to the hospital, Tim helped you get out of the car, holding you by the waist with one arm and the other holding the handkerchief on your forehead. He sat really close to you while waiting for the doctor. At this point you haven’t said a single word since you got in his car.