paige's pov
i woke up at 8, stirring and groaning as i woke up, suddenly realising i wasnt the only one in bed.
i looked down at the lightweight in my arms, face buried in my chest softly snoring. cute.
i placed a kiss on her head, knowing i had to get ready for practice soon.
as for mya, physio's didnt have to come in until half an hour later, so i got out of bed and got ready.
it was 10 minutes later, i was already dressed, with my practice bag over my shoulder and heading off.
*skip to half an hour later*
i was shooting some hoops and heard the sound of the gym door opening, signalling someone was entering.
i looked up and saw mya walking in, with baggy pants and a uconn shirt. my shirt.
nika, who i had been practicing with, nudged me in the side, teasing me. "seems like your girl can't not smell you for one second, considering how she casually just wore your shirt to practice."
"well- its her choice to choose what she wanna wear, i aint finna control what she wears, im not those type. besides, who wouldnt like their girl wearing their clothes? it looks big on her too." i replied, smirking at the sight.
"still, it means that either you or her had been making out-" nika was cut off by carter pulling her away, holding a bottle of water in her hand, probably forcing nika to drink water because nika was pushing herself quite a bit earlier.
since i now had no partner, perfect excuse to see my girl. but i decided to tease her. i pretended that i had injured my leg, hobbling my way towards her.
she just finished talking to one of my teammates, her eyes searching around for me until they landed on me. her smile immediately became a frown at the sight of my 'injured leg', concern all over her face.
the moment i got close to her, she immediately pushed me down to where she usually sat, immediately taking my leg into her hand, analysing it.
"is your leg okay? where does it hurt? what happened?" she pounded me with questions, not realising the small grin on my face until she looked at me.
"why are you smiling? this isnt funny paige." she spoke sternly.
i gently took my leg away from hers, pulling her in between my legs, her now standing in between me.
"im fine babe, i promise. i was faking it to see your reaction." i admitted.
she gave me a playful smack on my arm, huffing at what i said. "paige madison bueckers."
author's note
ima end it here cuz im tired.
