All The Small Things You Do | Katie McCabe.

Get you a prize with dimples

"You're cold?" Katie ask's when she notices the goosebumps on Tatum's arm as they walk through the corridor to the English girls room.

"England is a cold place, man." Tatum replied with a groan.

"It's summer, behave!" Katie replied with a playful shove.

Tatum scoffed. "I live in Barcelona! It's different!"

"You know, there's a real thing called season depression? Loads of English people get it." Katie begins to say as they reach Tatum's room. Tatum pauses and scans the key card, holding the door open, letting Katie step in first.

"Winters are so shit here, and our summers feel so short, we usually only get a few weeks of actual sun, that we all get depressed in the winter! Where as in Barca it's sun, sun, sun. With how tanned you are now, you'd change race if you lived over there. Here, sit down."

"But then you complain when it's too hot?"

"Hey!" Tatum shouts with a laugh as she slips her shoes off and take off her winners medal, giving it one last look of admiration before setting it down on the desk. "It's different. Sun and heat abroad is different to sun and heat here, try living in it! Or training in it. I nearly die on a daily basis. We're not built for it! My place over there, it has Aircon. Over here I have a 20 quid fan in each room that I ordered of Amazon for when it's too hot, and little portable heaters for when it gets cold again."

"You still have a place over here?" Katie asked as she followed Tatum's leave and took her own shoes off.

"Yeah, well, it was my Dads, so mine now. Leah's asked if she can use it for one of the new Arsenal girls next season."

"So you're not planning to move back to England then?"

Tatum let out a laugh as she sat down next to Katie. "I mean I play in Barca...would be a bit silly not living there, wouldn't it?"

Katie rolled her eyes and gave Tatum shoulder a push. "I mean, so you wouldn't consider a move back? Like with...say...Arsenal?"

Tatum leant back on her elbows. "I don't know. I think if the right offer came in, I'd consider it. I love playing in Barca...but realistically the team is so stacked now, it's not really competitive. I won't be like Alexia and spend my whole career there, but I'm open to moving anywhere."

Katie again followed Tatum's movements, also leaning back on her elbows, but now leaning her shoulder against Tatum's.

"I heard Arsenal have put in a few offers for you."

Tatum smirked and glanced at the girl next to her. "Are you here to recruit me?" Tatum asked with a laugh. "The offers have been great, but I'd wanted to stay in Barca with the Euro's coming up. I thought where else to learn to face the best, than playing with the best."

"And now?" Katie asked whilst she reached a hand up and pushed a stray hair behind the English woman's ear, allowing her fingers to linger.

"Now...we'll see."

Katie nods in understanding as she brushed her thumb against Tatum's cheek.

"I think you said something about a prize?" Tatum said, swiftly trying to change the subject from her future, knowing she only has about a year and a half left on her contract.

Katie nodded and couldn't help biting her lip, lowering her hand till her thumb and forefinger could clutch Tatum's chin and bring her face in so their lips could meet. She'd been an admirer of Tatum for a while. Watching the England games to support her teammates, it was hard not to draw your eyes to the midfielder who controlled the game so well. And then when Leah would talk about her constantly, she couldn't resist the temptation to look her up. A quick search on Instagram turned into a 2 hour Tik Tok hole watching edits than fans made of her.

It was inevitable that she would grow a crush from a distance.

So now, it felt like all her Christmas' have came all at once.

Katie wasted no time in trying to show Tatum that she may be a European champion, and she may be a leader on the pitch to some of the best players in the world, but right now?

She was in charge.

She opened her mouth and managed to capture Tatum's lower lip between her teeth, biting down slightly causing Tatum to reach her hand out and squeeze Katie's hip tightly. Katie soothed the girls pain with her tongue by running it across the area she had just had captured between her teeth before reaching her tongue out a bit further to meet Tatum's, moaning at the contact as they worked in competition for dominance.

Tatum took the opportunity and shuffled back on the bed slightly before putting a hand on each of Katie's hips, lifting her gently up and moving her so the Irish girl was now straddling her lap.

"Is that okay?" Tatum checked.

"Yeah." Katie rushed out before connecting their lips again. Tatum's hands trailed down Katie's back until they reached her ass, squeezing tightly causing Katie to arch her back and press her torso into her, no longer scared to touch. Katie rushed out a sentence against Tatum's lips, her accent more pronounced as she spoke quickly and lowly.

Tatum frowned. "Didn't understand a word."

Katie pulled back and grinned, arching her body once more, ghosting her lips over Tatum's. "Claim your prize, Champ."