Leah Williamson had always been dedicated to her football career. Vice-captain of Arsenal, she was known for her fierce determination and unwavering focus. But lately, her thoughts kept drifting away from the pitch and toward someone else entirely-Y/N, her closest friend and teammate.
It started with late-night training sessions and coffee runs that turned into deeper conversations about dreams and fears. Leah appreciated Y/N's humor and how they challenged her to see beyond football. Yet, a shift was beginning to feel palpable, a tension that neither of them had acknowledged.
One rainy afternoon, after a particularly grueling practice, Leah found herself alone in the locker room, nursing sore muscles and a racing heart. She caught a glimpse of Y/N through the glass, laughing with a couple of other teammates, their laughter ringing out like music. Leah's stomach fluttered unexpectedly. She shook her head, trying to focus on the upcoming match, but her thoughts wandered again.
"Hey, Leah, you alright?" Y/N poked their head into the locker room, concern etched across their face. The warmth of their voice sent a rush of heat through Leah.
"Yeah, just... tired," Leah replied, forcing a smile.
Y/N stepped inside, closing the door behind them. "I know that look. You're not just tired. What's going on?"
Leah sighed, leaning against her locker. "It's just... a lot on my mind. The World Cup is coming up, and I feel the pressure."
Y/N moved closer, their expression softening. "You've got this. You're one of the best players in the world. Just remember to breathe."
Leah nodded, appreciating the reassurance. But the moment hung in the air, thick with unspoken words. "Thanks," she said finally, her voice barely above a whisper. "You always know how to calm me down."
Y/N smiled, a playful glint in their eye. "What are friends for?"
The air shifted again, charged with something more. Leah's heart raced as she caught Y/N's gaze, feeling an urge to say what had been building between them. "Actually, there's something I've been meaning to talk about..."
Before Leah could gather her thoughts, Y/N interrupted, their tone serious. "Is it about us?"
The question hung in the air, heavy with anticipation. Leah felt her cheeks flush. "Yeah, kind of. I've been thinking a lot about... us. And what we mean to each other."
Y/N's eyes widened slightly, their breath catching. "I've been thinking about that too. I didn't know if you felt the same way."
Leah took a step closer, the distance between them shrinking. "I do. I care about you so much more than just a teammate or a friend. I think... I think I'm falling for you."
A smile broke across Y/N's face, pure and radiant. "I'm so glad to hear you say that. I've wanted to tell you for ages but didn't know how."
"I was afraid too," Leah admitted, relief washing over her. "I didn't want to ruin what we had."
Y/N shook their head, stepping even closer. "I think it'll only make it stronger. What do you say we give it a shot? Together?"
Leah felt a rush of excitement and fear. "I'd like that. A lot."
With a shared smile, they leaned in, sealing their feelings with a soft, tentative kiss. It was gentle at first, an exploration of what had been lurking in the shadows. Leah's heart soared as Y/N deepened the kiss, their hands finding each other's faces.
When they finally pulled apart, both breathless, Leah couldn't help but grin. "So... what now?"
"Now," Y/N said, still close enough that Leah could feel their warmth, "we train hard for the World Cup and figure this out together. We've got each other's backs, on and off the pitch."
Leah's heart swelled with hope. For the first time in a while, she felt ready for whatever challenges lay ahead, knowing she wouldn't face them alone. Together, they were a team-on and off the field. And for Leah Williamson, that was a game-changer.
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Arsenal Womens OneShots
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