WOSO Oneshot

Emily Fox x Reader- Wrapped in Warmth

The chill of the evening air nipped at your cheeks as you made your way across the football pitch, the lights casting long shadows on the grass. It was a cold night for training, but the anticipation of the upcoming match kept you warm from the inside out.

As you jogged onto the field, you caught sight of Emily Fox, the talented full-back whose skill and determination never failed to impress you. She was already deep in conversation with the coach, her focus unwavering as she listened intently to his instructions.

You couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration for Emily, her presence on the field commanding respect and attention. She was a force to be reckoned with, both on and off the pitch, and you were grateful to have her as a teammate.

As training progressed, the temperature continued to drop, the icy wind cutting through your layers of clothing. Shivering, you couldn't help but envy Emily, who seemed unfazed by the cold as she darted across the field with ease.

But then, as if sensing your discomfort, Emily made her way over to where you were standing, a concerned expression on her face.

"Are you alright?" she asked, her voice soft and gentle. "You look like you're freezing."

You forced a smile, trying to brush off the chill that had settled in your bones. "I'm fine, just a bit cold," you replied, trying to sound nonchalant.

Without hesitation, Emily shrugged off her scarf, draping it around your shoulders with a warm smile. "Here, take this," she said, her fingers lingering on the soft fabric for a moment longer than necessary.

You couldn't help but inhale deeply, the scent of Emily's perfume filling your senses as you wrapped yourself in her scarf. It was warm and comforting, like a gentle embrace from the woman herself.

"Thank you," you murmured, your voice barely above a whisper.

Emily's smile widened, her eyes sparkling with warmth and affection. "Anytime," she replied, her tone sincere.

For the rest of training, you wore Emily's scarf like a shield against the cold, the scent of her lingering close to your heart. And as you ran across the field, the fabric fluttering in the wind, you couldn't help but feel a sense of closeness to Emily that went beyond words.