BAD HABIT, caitlin clark

iv. coach j's email

( January 26th, 2022. )

      Lily sighs impatiently from where she's sitting on the couch in her and Caitlin's shared apartment. Caitlin had texted her that she had landed at the Iowa City Municipal Airport thirty minutes ago, and she was set to come home any minute now.

     Iowa had won 107-79 against Penn State University, Caitlin scoring twenty of those points. Lily would be lying to herself if she said she understood basketball ( Caitlin had tried to teach her about the sport on multiple occasions, but it just never registered in Lily's mind ), but she still watched every single of the games if she could.

      ( It definitely isn't because she finds Caitlin getting mad at her opponents extremely hot, and it seems to happen a lot ).

       Nevertheless, she wanted to support the sophomore as much as she could. She knew it meant a lot to Caitlin to have that support, aside from her other family and friends. Their friendship has always been different, in a way. They were always together, and even Caitlin's mom had asked if they were together or not.

      While Lily is publicly bisexual, Caitlin's sexuality is a mystery to the public. There are rumours, of course, but the brunette simply didn't feel the need to come out at the moment.

      Lily's broken out of her thoughts by hearing keys jiggle near the apartment door, and she immediately breaks into a smile.

      The door opens and the blonde is finally reunited with her best friend after an extremely long twenty-four hours without her. Caitlin's wearing some Nike sweatpants and an Iowa University sweater with her hair in one of her iconic ponytails, drastically different to Lily's pyjama shorts, one of Caitlin's shirts that she stole ( which looked more like a dress on Lily ), and her blonde hair in a messy bun. On the brunettes shoulder is her gym bag, and in her right hand is her luggage from the trip.

      "Caitlin," she practically sprints to her, something that has become their routine every time Caitlin has an away game.

Lily's on her tiptoes as she hugs her best friend who's six feet tall, their height difference making it so that she only reaches Caitlin's shoulders.

She hears the thud of what she assumes is the gym bag falling to the ground as Caitlin's arms wrap around her waist. "Lils," she mumbles in response, lifting the girl up with ease so that she's completely off her feet.

They stay in this position for a couple minutes before Caitlin eventually puts her back down. "Did you think of me as you scored?" Lily questions with a cheeky smile, receiving a bright smile in return.

"Of course I did. I'm a woman of my word," she nods decisively with a mischievous grin on her face, "I didn't forget about my threat, Lily."

        "Oh shit," she realizes with a wide eyed gaze that she had forgotten about Caitlin's words, "I'm scared."

        "Don't be," she responds as she pretends to move away from Lily, only to quickly turn around again to face her and grab her. She throws Lily on the couch gently before leaning down and beginning her attack.

         They've been friends long enough for Caitlin to know where the blonde is the most ticklish, so she immediately targets those places. Lily, who quickly realizes what's happening, begins to scream at Caitlin while laughing uncontrollably.