Oliver Wood
Prompts; none
TW: nudity (non sexual), mentions of sex
Word Count: 870 words
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You walked into the locker room to find it empty besides Oliver. You smiled to yourself knowing you will finally get alone time with Oli. Quidditch season was fun, it was, but it also took up all your time together.
You walked over to the showers, the only one you heard running. Quickly you stripped down and opened the curtain slightly.
"Mind if I join" laughing slightly at how he jumped in surprise. Smiling when he saw it was you, " as if I could ever say no to you"
You smiled big at his response, opening up the curtain and stepping in before closing the curtain again. Before you were able to say anything Oliver had his arms on your hips pulling you in for a kiss. You let out a shriek in surprise but kiss back, wrapping your arms around his neck. After a few moments you pull apart, just enough to talk, whispering a 'hi'.
"Hi," he mumbled back smirking.
" I miss you" you mumble as you rest your head against his chest letting the water flow over the two of you.
Oliver wouldn't admit it to anyone but you, but this was his favorite place to be. You in his arms with hot water running over you two. There's something so peaceful about it. No words to describe it. When you two started showering together it was all about sex, which yeah was great but then one time you asked to shower with him but not have sex. He was confused but wanted to spend the time with you.
Now you can count on him coming to your dorm pouting if you don't shower with him after his practice or a game. He loved it, loved being close to you. The shower is where you two have the best talks too.
" You know, I was watching you out there" hearing him hum in response. " you are getting kind of weak"
You shriek again as you feel him playfully pinch your side. "Watch yourself or i'm pinching your butt next time"
You squeezed him tighter as you laughed into his chest. " always forget you're a part time comedian"
"Shut up, now tell me what you saw during practice, how can I be better"
"Oli, you know you are already the best," Oliver groans out, not enjoying the answer.
"Fine, if you want something you can be better at, it would be knowing when it's time to push and when it's time to encourage. I saw Fred out there today, his head wasn't in the game. I think he would have responded better to you pulling him aside and quietly encouraging him again instead of publicly pushing him harder. '' Oliver hums in response.
You have full confidence that he is taking in what you were saying and values your opinion more than anything. Just because you don't play doesn't mean you don't know just as much about quidditch as Oliver. He often came to you for advice for the team. You watch their practices and their game. You went to all their team meetings, and was known for being the one they come to when Oliver went too far.
Oliver knew that you knew his teammates better than him. He knows them as quidditch players and you know them as people. Obviously he knows them as people too, you just were good at knowing people deeper and it was something you were passionate about.
So he often came to you when he felt like he wasn't reaching one of his team members and you would give him advice.
"One more thing" you say as Oliver begins washing your hair for you. Moaning slightly at how good it felt to have his hands massaging your head as he massages the suds in
"Hold on, love." he mumbles as tilts your head back so it can be washed clean.
"Ok tell me" as you pull yourself out of the stream.
" I think with Harry he would do better with more one on one practices. He's young and I think overwhelmed. Maybe doing once a week where he doesnt feel embarrassed asking questions that might be considered dumb and you can help him with basics, you know he didnt grow up playing. We all like to say it's in his genes, which clearly it is, but it might help him feel like he's holding his own."
Oliver smiled down at you, "why are you smiling at me like that oli"
" Just looking at who should really be captain" you playfully roll your eyes and smack his chest.
" We all know you were made to be captain, I was made to be the captains really hot girlfriend, who happens to give real good advice"
"You are really hot arent you?"
"I like to think so, although you're not too bad yourself" smiling up at him moving your arms so you were playing with his hair.
"I like to think im better then just "not too bad" "
"Ok captain" pulling him in to kiss him, slowly, enjoying the feeling of him close to you. Wanting to be nowhere else but here.
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