Woso one shots

𝗞𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗮 𝗚𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆 ➻ 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝗖𝘂𝗽 𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴

Katrina's POV

The day had been long, exhausting. The World Cup, playing at home in Australia, the adrenaline... it was all weighing on me. I let myself fall onto the bed in my hotel room, letting out a sigh. The sound of the fans outside still echoed in my head, a mix of excitement and pressure that left me breathless. I needed a moment to myself, a break away from the spotlight and the expectations.

But my thoughts gave me no respite. They kept drifting towards Y/N, my wife. I remembered our quiet evenings, the ones where we talked for hours, laughing together about everything and nothing. Y/N had come to see me at several of my matches, holding up a sign with my name, her voice blending in with the chants of the crowd. Every time, I would spot her among the others, her eyes sparkling with pride, and it warmed my heart.

But it had been a while since we really had time together, just the two of us, away from the chaos of competitions. I missed the warmth of her presence, the softness of her arms around me. The last few weeks had been a blur of matches, fleeting celebrations, and lonely nights in the hotel.

Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. My heart sped up. Who could it be? I wondered if it was a teammate coming to chat about our last game, a member of the staff with some logistical questions, or maybe even Y/N herself, surprising me.

I got up, curiosity piqued, and headed to the door. As I opened it, my thoughts vanished. It was Emma, Y/N's sister. Her smile was warm, but there was a small shadow in her eyes, as if she carried an invisible weight on her shoulders.

"Hey, Katrina! Sorry to just show up like this, but I was wondering if Y/N was here. She wasn't in our hotel room when I got back tonight."

I frowned slightly, feeling a slight chill of concern. "Oh, I see... No, she's not here."

Emma sighed, her expression turning more serious. "She's probably just gone out for a bit of fresh air, maybe exploring the city. She needed to get away for a bit."

I relaxed, trying to convince myself that it was typical of Y/N to want to go out and recharge. After all, we were in Australia for a special occasion.

"Alright, come in! I wouldn't want you to stay in your room alone waiting for her to return. Let's chat a bit while we wait, it'll do us some good," I said, letting her in. I gently closed the door behind her as she walked into the room. Emma sat on the edge of my bed, her eyes settling on me.

"It must be crazy playing here, with all that support and pressure, right?" she said, breaking the silence.

I nodded, trying to focus on the present moment, even though a part of me was still preoccupied with Y/N's absence.

"Yes, it's really incredible," I said, sliding onto the bed next to her, trying to immerse myself in the conversation. "Playing in front of so many people, feeling that energy, it's both exhilarating and intimidating."

Emma listened attentively, a shy smile on her lips. "I'm sure you handle it like a pro. Y/N is so proud of you, you know?"

At that moment, I felt a shiver of emotion. Her mentioning Y/N reminded me of how special our bond was, but also how much I missed her physical presence. I tried to keep the conversation light. "And what about you? What have you got planned while you're here?"