Y/N stood at the entrance to Arsenal’s training grounds, heart pounding. It was their first day with the team, and they felt the weight of expectation heavy on their shoulders. Joining Arsenal had always been a dream, but the reality was starting to sink in — this was the big leagues.
As they walked towards the locker room, the buzz of excitement from their teammates filled the air. Everyone was eager to meet the newest signing, and Y/N was ready to prove they belonged.
“Hey, you must be Y/N!” a voice called from behind. Turning around, they were greeted by a smiling woman with bright eyes and an infectious energy.
Lauryn McCabe.
Y/N had seen her play countless times on the pitch, admired her skill and leadership. But in person, she was even more striking, with an effortless charm that made Y/N’s nerves melt away.
"Yeah, that’s me," Y/N replied with a grin, shaking her hand. "Lauryn, right?"
Lauryn laughed, her eyes sparkling. "Guilty. Welcome to Arsenal. Ready for your first day?"
"Ready as I’ll ever be."
As they headed to training, Lauryn stuck by Y/N’s side, chatting easily about the team, the coaches, and a bit of banter about the rivalries within the league. Her presence was calming, and soon, Y/N found themselves laughing more than they had expected. The connection was immediate — a spark neither of them anticipated.
On the field, they found a rhythm together. Lauryn was quick, decisive, and sharp, while Y/N’s instincts and adaptability made them a perfect complement. Pass after pass, assist after assist, it was as if they had been playing together for years.
When training wrapped, the two lingered longer than necessary, laughing over a shared inside joke as the rest of the team trickled out. Y/N noticed the way Lauryn’s laughter softened when their eyes met, how the light in the room seemed to dim, leaving just the two of them in their own world.
“You played great today,” Lauryn said quietly, her voice warm.
“So did you," Y/N replied. "But I’ve always known that."
Lauryn tilted her head, her lips curving into a knowing smile. "You’ve been watching me, huh?"
Y/N flushed, not sure how to respond. "Maybe."
Lauryn stepped closer, her voice low. "Good. I’ve been watching you, too."
There was a pause, a moment suspended between them, where everything shifted. The excitement of joining Arsenal faded into the background, replaced by something much more personal — something neither of them had expected to find in a football club.
“I think we’ll make a good team,” Lauryn murmured, her gaze holding Y/N’s.
“I think we already do.”
As they walked out of the training ground together, side by side, Y/N couldn’t help but smile. Joining Arsenal had been a dream, but meeting Lauryn McCabe? That felt like fate.
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Arsenal Womens OneShots
FanficOne shots about my favourite team+some other people *Player Requests are welcome*
