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Steph Catley x Reader- Shower Serenade

The training ground gym was usually a quiet sanctuary in the early morning hours, a place where you could escape the chaos of the day and focus on your workout in peace. So, it came as no surprise when you found yourself alone in the showers, belting out your favourite tunes without a care in the world.

With the steam swirling around you and the sound of water cascading from the showerhead, you let yourself get lost in the music, your voice echoing off the tiled walls as you sang at the top of your lungs. It was liberating, a chance to let go of the stresses of the day and just be yourself.

But just as you were hitting the chorus of your latest jam, a voice joined in from the stall next to yours, harmonising with your melody in perfect pitch. Startled, you stumbled over your words, the sudden intrusion catching you off guard.

"Whoa, sorry, didn't mean to startle you," the voice said, chuckling softly.

You recognized the voice immediately—it belonged to Steph Catley, one of your teammates and someone you had always admired for her talent and grace on the pitch. But at that moment, all you could think about was the fact that you were standing in the shower, completely exposed and vulnerable.

"Oh, uh, hi," you stammered, feeling the heat rise to your cheeks as you tried to regain your composure.

Steph peeked her head around the corner of the stall, a sheepish smile playing at her lips. "Hope you don't mind me joining in," she said, her voice laced with amusement. "I couldn't resist when I heard you singing."

You couldn't help but laugh, the tension easing as you realised that Steph meant no harm. "No, not at all," you replied, feeling a sense of camaraderie forming between the two of you. "It's nice to have some company."

As the two of you continued to sing, the awkwardness of the situation faded away, replaced by a sense of camaraderie and mutual respect. It was as if the shared experience had brought you closer together, breaking down barriers and forging a bond that went beyond the confines of the pitch.

But just as you were starting to relax, disaster struck. With a loud clang, you slipped on the wet tiles, your feet sliding out from under you as you tumbled to the ground with a splash.

"Are you okay?" Steph asked, rushing to your side and helping you to your feet.

You nodded, a mixture of embarrassment and amusement washing over you as you realised the absurdity of the situation. Here you were, standing in the shower with your teammate, both of you wet and naked, all because of a simple slip.

Laughing, you reached for a nearby towel, wrapping it around yourself as you tried to regain your dignity. "Well, that was certainly one way to start the day," you said, shaking your head in disbelief.

Steph grinned, her eyes sparkling with mirth. "Definitely a memorable one," she agreed, offering you a hand up. "But hey, at least we'll have a good story to tell at training, right?"

And as the two of you made your way out of the showers, still chuckling at the absurdity of it all, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the unexpected bond that had formed between you and Steph. After all, there was nothing like a shared shower mishap to bring teammates closer together.