WOSO Oneshot

Sam Kerr x Reader- The Endgame

The crowd's roar still rings in your ears as you step off the field, the adrenaline of the match still pulsing through your veins. The rivalry had always been intense, fueled by a mutual respect and something more—a spark that neither of you had fully acknowledged until now.

As you walk down the corridor, replaying the final moments in your head, a familiar voice calls out your name. You turn, and there she is—Sam Kerr, her face flushed with the afterglow of victory, but her eyes focused solely on you.

"You were on fire out there," she says, her voice warm despite the competitive edge that's still lingering in the air.

You smile, feeling the remnants of the game's intensity mixing with something softer, something more personal. "You weren't so bad yourself, Kerr. I almost thought I had you this time."

Sam chuckles, shaking her head. "Almost."

The banter is easy, familiar, but there's an undercurrent of something different tonight. The match was supposed to be the end of the season, the last battle on the field until the next one, but now, standing here with her, it feels like a beginning instead of an end.

"It's hard to remember we aren't in a competition anymore," you admit, the words slipping out before you can stop them.

Sam's expression shifts, her playful smile softening into something more sincere. "Maybe that's because we've been competing for so long that we don't know how to do anything else."

You both laugh, but there's truth in her words. The rivalry had always been the foundation of whatever it is that's between you—something built on challenges and dares, on trying to outdo each other while secretly hoping the other would win.

"I think..." Sam begins, stepping closer, "I think it's time we figured out what this is without the competition."

Your heart skips a beat as she closes the distance between you, her hand reaching out to gently brush a strand of hair behind your ear. It's such a simple gesture, yet it sends a shiver down your spine, the touch more intimate than anything that's happened on the field.

"What do you say?" she asks, her voice dropping to a whisper.

You take a deep breath, searching her eyes for any sign of doubt, but all you see is the same fire that drives her in every match—only now, it's burning just for you.

"I say..." You pause, letting the moment hang between you like the final seconds of a game-winning shot. "I say we start something new."

Sam smiles, her eyes bright with something that feels like victory, but not the kind you've both been chasing all season. This is different. This is yours.

She leans in, and as her lips meet yours, it's like the final whistle of the most intense match of your life—a signal that the game is over, but the real challenge, the real journey, is just beginning.

When you finally pull away, breathless and smiling, Sam rests her forehead against yours. "No more competition," she murmurs, though the glint in her eyes suggests otherwise.

You laugh, wrapping your arms around her. "Maybe just a little. To keep things interesting."

Sam grins. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

And just like that, the competition fades away, leaving only the two of you, ready to start a new game—one where the only goal is to win each other's hearts.

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