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hey babe!!! can you do a emily x teammate!reader where reader gets injured while playing and emily is there for her?

Posted it! <3

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Don't Worry

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Emily Engstler x Reader

- The team is playing against a big rival of theirs, and one of them ends up hurting you in a game.

- Based on this request!

- Emily almost starts a fight(again. it's fine, tho she's just protective)

- Once again I don't know anything about basketball

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It was supposed to be a big game today. Your team was going against your biggest rivals, and everyone was getting riled up. The girls were hyping each other up. There was yelling, and everyone was hitting each other on the back.

Emily approaches you with a grin on her face. "Hi, baby.". She pulled you in by your hips. "Hi, my love.". You reciprocate a smile as you wrap your arms around her. "You ready for this game?". She scoffs, "Hell yeah, I am.".

"You love birds better be ready.". Karlie chuckles as she walks by the two. "Fuck off.". You flip her the bird and she turns around, ignoring it. You quickly put your finger down, though, as the coach walks in. "Alright, y'all," they yell, "Let's get this game started!".

The team ran out of the room, everyone hollering and jumping around. Emily stays by you as you two walk together, hand in hand. The opposing team is already on the court when you guys walk in. Most glare as they watch you all walk to your spots.

Emily scowls, "What's their problem?". "Don't mind them, my love," your grip tightens for reassurance, "We're here to play. Just worry about that.". Emily looks at you and softly smiles, "Whatever you say, ma.". She kisses your head before walking to her position.

The other team gets into their spots, and the game soon starts. It's aggressive as the ball is tossed around and goals are made. There's pushing and rude remarks being thrown.

The ball is tossed to Brittney before she passes it to you. You dribble the ball to the goal and do your best to avoid the guards. You successfully get past one, but another follows. She's a bit taller than you, with lanky limbs. She shuffles to block you from going past.

"You ain't nothing compared to me, shortstack," she sneers, "Why not just go back to that girlfriend of yours, huh? I'm sure she can do better than you.". You ignore her comments and duck past her fast enough to move away.

Before you can get far, she moves her foot out. You trip, and the ball falls out of your hands. Your head bangs against the hard floor, and your elbow gets hit. The room starts to spin as things get blurry, and there's a ringing in your ear.

The buzzer blares, and everyone stops. People gasp as your team rushes to you, Emily ahead of the rest. "Baby! Y/n!" she calls. She kneels down by you and lifts your head up in her lap. "You hear me, baby?" she worriedly asks. Her heart races when you don't answer. She looks up from you to the referee. "H-Hey! We need medic!".

Her attention immediately goes back to you, and she gently starts to shake you. "Come on, Y/n. Get up," her voice shakes. Your vision is able to vocus a little, yet everything is still spinning. "Em?" you mumble. She frantically nods her head. "Yeah, it's me, ma. You doing okay?".

You try to answer, but all that comes out is a groan as your head starts to pound. The bright lights glaring in your face. Emily notices this and does her best to shield you from them. "It's okay. I'm here.".

Soon, the medical team come in with a stretcher. Emily carries you onto it and kisses your hand before you're led out the gym. Her demeanor immediately changes once you're gone.

She turns to the player who tripped you. "What the fuck was that, you dick!" she stomps to them. Stefanie and Shakira hold her back from starting anything, but she continues to yell. "Can't play ball, so you gotta trip her! She hit her fucking head!". The player only snickers as she shakes her head and walks away from Emily.

The coach quickly approaches her. "Emily!" She stops her yelling and looks at the coach. Her anger still fuming. "Listen, I know you're angry, but you can't be yelling like that. Just let it out on the court and get the game done quickly.". Emily glances at the player before nodding her head at the coach.

The coach softly smiles and pats Emily on the arm before walking back. The game starts again, and Emily does exactly what the coach told her to do. Let it out on the court. She pushes and shoves for the ball and isn't afraid to bite back.

The team is ahead of the opposing team with only a few seconds left. Emily's at the three-pointer, ready to shoot. "This one's for you, Y/n," she whispers before jumping and shooting the ball in the basket. Everyone begins to cheer and clap for the win.

That doesn't matter to Emily, though. All she wants is to see you. She runs up to the coach, and before she can even ask her question, they nod their head. "Yes, you can go see her. She's in the medical room". Emily quickly thanks her before rushing to the room you're in.

And there you were, laying down on the bed with an ice pack on your head. The lighting in the room was dim to help with your migrane. Emily sighs in relief, and a warm smile appears on her face. You see her walk in and grin, "Hi, love.". "Hey babe, how are you feeling?" she asks, pulling a chair to sit by you.

"My head still hurts a little, but I'm all good," you answer, "I'm just glad you're with me, though. Did we win?". She softly laughs, "Of course we did.". You take her hand and softly kiss it. "Well, I'm glad we did.". Emily rests her head on your lap as she looks at you, a small smile on her face.

You rub her back as the two of you sit in comfortable silence. Just enjoying the presence of each other. "You didn't start a fight with that one girl, right?" You ask her, remembering that she still had to finish the game with them. Emily shrugs her shoulders like it's nothing, "Not really. No one got hurt.".

"Emily!" you chide, "You're gonna get in trouble on day for getting into fights so much.". She smirks in response. "Well, if it's for you, then it's worth it, ma.". You roll your eyes and say, "Whatever," knowing it's better then to say otherwise.

"I mean it," she states, "You mean a lot to me.". "I know you do, babe," you tell her, "And the same goes for you.". "It better," she says, moving closer to you and softly pressing her lips against yours. She pulls away from the kiss but still stays close to you.

"I love you, Em"

"I love you too, Yn"

#x reader #lesbian #wlw #wbb #emily engstler #emily engstler x reader #emily engstler x y/n #wnba

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hi baba! can you do a nika fic where like nilka get jealous cause reader was like being sassy and takes to someone else??

wc: 1.4k warnings: alcohol, angst, another girl getting touchy w reader, happy ending tho parings: nika muhl x fem!reader

"I'm gonna go get a drink, I'll be right back." You smiled at Nika, but she pulled your back by your arm before you could walk away.

"I think you've had enough for tonight." She gave you a knowing look at you glared at her.

You pulled your arm out of her grasp and rolled your eyes. "I think I can handle myself, thank you very much." You huffed before turning around and walking away.

Nika rolled her eyes at your antics, even though she was used to the way you acted. You went back over to the bar and ordered another of the same drink you had before.

A shorter blonde girl approached the bar and sat at the stool next to yours. She ordered her drink and whispered to the bartender that yours was on her.

You heard her though, and gave her an appreciative smile. "Thanks."

She smiled back at you, hers more flirtatious. "Don't mention it, pretty."

You brushed off the nick name as her being nice, as you usually did when you couldn't tell people were flirting with you. Both of your drinks were placed in front of you and she angled her head towards yours. "So, what's your name?"

"Y/N." You said over the blaring music coming from the speakers above the bar.

"Cute. I'm Maisy." She hopped off the barstool and her arm ghosted yours. You instinctively leaned away, but she grabbed your hand and pulled you away from the bar. "Come dance with me sweetheart."

You swallowed. "I uh, I don't dance."

She smirked. "Then let me teach you." She dragged you with her anyways. Your first thought immediately went to Nika and how pissed she would get. But you two weren't officially together. You never established that you were exclusive. It was practically just casually hooking up, so you brushed her out of your thoughts.

She had also annoyed you about having too many drinks a few too many times tonight, so you figured you'd get back at her in a way.

Once Maisy pulled you to the middle of the dance floor, she started brushing against you. She started at you seductively, and you stared back. You felt in your gut that this was wrong, so you took a sip of your drink and swallowed the feeling down.

The girl started to get a bit more touchy feely. Her hands ghosted your body, and she started to press against you. Your perception of everything happening was blurred by the amount of alcohol in your system, so you let it happen.

What you didn't realize was that Nika spotted you in the crowd ten minutes ago, and had been frustratingly watching everything commence. When she saw Maisy about to pull you in for a kiss, she had enough.

Within a split second you went from dancing with her to being pulled into the bathroom by Nika. You blinked a few times. "Neeks?" The nickname came out slurred.

She pulled the drink from your hand and set it on the bathroom sink. Luckily it was a single restroom, giving you two privacy. "The hell were you doing with that girl, Y/N?"

"Uh, dancing, duh." You reached for your drink but she pulled your arm away.

She sighed and frustration laced her voice. "You came here with me, why were you dancing with some other girl?"

You scoffed. "We aren't together." You made a move to leave the bathroom but she grabbed your arm and held you with her.

"The hell we aren't." The look on her face was pure jealousy, and you had a look of annoyance on yours.

"We- we aren't together, Nika." Your intoxicated brain let you say the words you knew would hurt her the most. "Stop being so jealous, I'm not yours."

The words hit her like a knife through the chest. "Are you kidding me?"

The defeated tone of her voice made you immediately regret what you said. "Wait, Nika I-" You frowned and looked down. "I didn't mean it."

She sighed and wiped her face with her hand. "Y'know what, go dance with that girl. I- I don't care." Her voice started to tremble and you reached up to hold her face with shaky hands.

"Nika, please." She could smell the alcohol on your breath and she pushed your hands away.

"Forget it." She turned around and quickly left the bathroom. You stood there, frozen, and watched her leave.

It had been almost two weeks of no contact with Nika after the incident at the bar. No texting, no phone calls, she ignored you in class. You were miserable.

You missed her so much, and you knew you fucked up. Your attitude always got you into situations you later regretted, but you never thought before you spoke.

What you failed to realize was how miserable Nika was without you. Had you two only been hooking up? Maybe, yeah, but Nika knew what she felt was more than just pleasure when you two would fuck.

A casual hookup wouldn't have her heart aching as much as you did. She wanted to reach out so bad, apologize for walking away, but she was too hardheaded to do anything about it.

It took you standing outside of the door to her dorm, taking a deep breath, and knocking before anything happened between the two of you again.

She swung open the door and stood there, frozen. You took in her appearance. A baggy sweatshirt and a pair of sweatpants with some sort of pink stain on them, probably strawberry ice cream. You knew it was her favorite flavor.

Your eyes darted to her face and you saw the small circles beneath her beautiful brown eyes. Your face softened and you frowned.

"Hi." You breathed out.

"Hey." She said after a moment. She took a few steps back and held the door open, inviting you in silently. You followed her inside and she closed the door behind you.

You brought a small bouquet of flowers out from behind your back and held them towards Nika with a shaky hand. "I- I got you these."

She hesitated before taking them. "Thanks." She mumbled before making a move to the kitchen. She grabbed a tall glass and filled it up with water, then put the stem of the flowers in the glass.

This was the first sign that things were going to hopefully go well. "Why are you here?" She questioned flatly. Maybe things weren't going to go so well.

You sucked in a sharp breath. "To apologize."

"For what?" She stared at you. You stared back, confused.

"For what happened at the bar. I- I fucked up." You shifted awkwardly on your feet under her piercing gaze. "I should've listened to you about how many drinks I had, I shouldn't have danced with that girl, I shouldn't have said we weren't together-"

She took a step towards you and cut you off. "But you were right. We weren't- aren't together."

You opened your mouth to speak but no words came out, only a choked breath. Nika shook her head. "I fucked up too. You're allowed to do whatever with whoever, I shouldn't have gotten pissed at you."

"You had every right to be pissed at me." You stepped in front of her and cupped her face in your hands. You eyes started to water and you blinked back the tears. "Cause I don't think I'm the only one that doesn't want this to be just a hookup anymore."

The words came out barely above a whisper, and they hit Nika right in the chest. She tried her hardest to not give into your touch, but she could never deny you. Her hands fell to your waist and she pulled you into her. "I'm sick of ignoring you in class, asshole."

You laughed and Nika pressed her forehead against yours. "I don't think I can handle you ignoring me anymore." You moved your hands to rest at the back of her neck, gently scratching it with your nails. "I'm really sorry, Neeks."

"I know. I am too." She tilted her head and brushed her lips against yours. She felt your breath against her face and finally pressed her lips against yours.

You melted against her and wasted no time in kissing her back. It was brief and delicate, but it said a lot more than the two of you had all night.

She pulled back just enough to whisper, "How about we try again, together?"

You smiled and nodded. "I'd like that."

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That's My Girl

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Emily Engstler x Reader

- You're at Emily's game, and someone tries to hit on you

- Emily pushes someone and almost starts a fight

- Reader has a little y/n moment

- I don't know a lot about basketball (by a lot, I mean nothing)

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Your cheeks were red from the heat in the room, and your mouth was tired from all the shouting. You clap your claps and cheer your girlfriend on as she scores a 3-pointer. "Hell yeah, Emily!".

She looks at you and points before making a heart sign, winking at you. You smile to yourself at the gesture and watch her jog to her team. On her way, an oppent shoulder checks her, and you can see them tell her something, looking you.

You notice the anger that appears in Emily's eyes before she pushes the woman. Your brows furrow as you fight the urge to walk over to them. She's about to yell at her, but one of her teammates comes to stop her. They say something to her that makes her turn around to look at you. You give her a smile in hopes that it'll help with what just happened. Thankfully, you can see her calm down as she smiles back.

You notice the opponent player still looking at you, and you give them a dirty look. What did they want? You roll your eyes and ignore it to put your focus back on the game. As the game goes on, you notice the same player looking at you, but all was forgotten when Emily won the game. Confetti flew everywhere, and most of the crowd cheered as some groaned and started to walk away.

You cheered as loud as you could for her before getting up to congratulate her. A hand stops you, though, and you look up to see the same player. "Hey, pretty thing, I'm Hayley," a nasty smirk was on her face as she obviously checked you out. You gave her no time as you told her, "I have a girlfriend," and continued on your way.

This time, she grabs your arm and pulls you to her. Emily, wondering where you are, notices this, and marches to you. You yank your arm away from Hayley. "Get off me!".

"What the fuck did I tell you?!". Emily shoves her, almost sending her to the ground. Hayley gives a roguish smile, putting her hands up in moke surrender. "Hey, man. A girl gotta enjoy herself.". You could tell that she was only doing this to mess with Emily. You try to pull Emily away from the quarrel. "Love, let's just go. She's not worth it.".

Emily gets closer to the woman. The two become face to face, making the argument more heated. Emily's fist tightened as she's ready to make the first punch. "That's my girl!". You hurriedly get better the two before anything can happen. "Emily!" you call, hoping to get her attention. Hoping for no fight to happen.

Her eyes soften when she looks down at you. "Let's go," you quietly demand. She glares at Hayley one last time but grabs your hand and walks away with you. She brings you to the locker room so she can get changed from game clothes. Anger and jealousy still fuming from her.

"Are you okay?" you hesitantly ask as you watch her. She shakes her head and scoffs. "I should be asking you that.". "I'm fine, Em," you reassure. "I was asking about you.". Emily sighs and looks at you. "I just hated seeing her do all that.". "Fucking bitch" she murmers.

You softly laugh, "Yeah, she is, but she's nothing compared to you.". You walk to her and put your arms around her neck. "Damn right, she isn't," she says, leaning in for a kiss. Your lips meet hers. Her hands rub against you and move to your ass, softly grabbing it before moving to your back.

"I love you and only you, Em" you tell her, messing with the hair at the nape of her neck. "I love you too, ma," she kisses your head before resting hers against it, "and only you.".

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I'm sorry for it being so short and rushed🥲. I started it a while back and didn't know/remember how to finish it💀

#emily engstler x reader #emily engstler #x reader #wbb #wnba #wlw post #wlw #lesbian

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paige’s hands.

she’s def the type to compare your hand size with her’s just so she can flirt with u and hold ur hand

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does anyone else just start violently shaking when a paige bueckers, nika muhl, kate martin, emily engstler, cameron brink, or hailey van lith edit shows up on their fyp?

or is that just me...?

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You guys are awesome!! Thank you sm for 100 followers!!!🥳🥳

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can u write Caitlin Clark headcanons?

I posted it!!

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Caitlin Clark Headcanons

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-Bullet point form😗

- Heated stuff and all that

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Sfw

• Is protective of you but not in the crazy obsessive way. She just feels better when you're in her view in public and likes to make sure you're next to her.

• When someone's hitting on you, she knows that you can handle it, but if the person can't take a hint, then she has no problem stepping in. I don't see her as a big fist fighter, so she tries to deal with the situation by talking, but if it doesn't work, then she'll throw hands for you.

• Lovesss laying on you

"Hun, I can't breathe"

"Just a little longer, beautiful"

"I can't hold my breath for that long"

• She will always joke about your height no matter what. If you're taller than her or shorter, she doesn't care. She makes so many corny jokes. If you're shorter then her she does that thing where she rests her arm on your head. And she'll also just pick you up sometimes and leave you in the air. She thinks it's so funny.

"Cait, you better get your arm off me"

"Y'all hear that?"

And it's the same if you're taller than her. She'll still make corny jokes whenever she can.

"How's the weather up there?"

"I know you're not talking"

• She's not very public about your relationship. She'll still post you on her socials and stuff, but she's not doing it every day. But when she gets questions about you in interviews or lives, she always makes sure that people know how big her love is for you.

"Oh, Y/n? She is the light of my life. She's always supported me through this and has been the rock that keeps me stable. She's part of the reason why I'm here today. I wouldn't ask for anyone else"

• Her love language would probably be physical touch and gift giving. She gets busy with basketball, so she gets you little gifts when she can. And when she's shopping and sees something you like, it's automatically in her cart. But when you guys get alone time, she's all over you. She'll follow you like a lost puppy😭. And even in public, she feels better whenever she's touching you. Doesn't matter if it's holding hands or just your arms touching

Nsfw

• The eye contact, omg. Doesn't matter if she's finger deep in you or how messy you think you look, she wants you to look at her

"Eyes on me, baby. I know you can do it"

• Sooo much praise. Always makes sure that you know that you're just doing so good for her.

"Just like that, sweet thing. There you go, such a good girl"

• I don't think she'd be too big about degradation. She uses it but only when she's upset or something like that. But when she does, it's not hard-core. More stuff like "slut" and "brat" just the basics.

•Her hands. That's all I gotta say

• Makes sure that you finish at least 2 or 3 times before she gets attention. But even then she's still making you cum

"You can take it, babe. Don't worry, I got you"

• Anything in public is a no-go. The only thing that she'll do is some teasing.

• Loves when you pull her hair

• Aftercare is the best. She always makes sure you're taken care of

"Did such a good job for me, hun"

#x reader #caitlin clark #caitlin clark x reader #wlw post #wlw #lesbian #caitlin clark headcannons #wbb #wnba #fan fic smut

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Due to his extreme hunger, this child ate watch batteries

In a tragic reflection of the severe conditions in Gaza, a young boy, driven by extreme hunger, resorted to eating batteries from a watch. His desperate act underscores the acute scarcity of food and essential supplies in the region. The boy is now critically ill, battling severe poisoning as a result of the ingestion. This incident highlights the dire humanitarian crisis in Gaza, where blockades and ongoing conflicts have drastically limited access to food, medical care, and basic needs, pushing the population towards unimaginable extremes just to survive.

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anywho

cutieeeee💗

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Cuddling With Emily Engstler

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- I wrote it in bullet point form🙃

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• There is no way that this girl isn't clingy as hell when cuddling. I can imagine you trying to get up to pee or something, and her grip tightening on you

"Babe, please let me go. I have to pee"

"Five more minutes"

"I've already been holding it for like 10. I need to go"

And you have to basically wrestle her to get out, which is practically impossible with how tall she is.

• She finds it really comforting and falls asleep pretty easily. (It's funny to think if she had one of those dad snores)

• I feel like she's a light sleeper, so if you were getting out of bed, she'd notice it. And she'd probably follow you to wherever you're headed. Like even if you were to go pee, she'd be sitting by you or waiting at the door.

• She's probably a cold sleeper and uses the heaviest blankets and tries to stay as close as possible for you. Not just because she's cold but also cause she just likes being close with you🤷‍♀️

• She also thinks it's the funniest thing when her feet are hella cold and tries touching you with them

"Em, I swear to god, I will get out of this bed if you touch me with your feet again"

"It's funny though"

"Not to me, it isn't"

• And omg, when you say something she thinks is stupid or anything like that, she'll act all pouty and completely turn over, arms crossed and everything. But all you gotta do to turn back over is to just give a few kisses

• She gets really soft in times like this. She's all up on you saying how much she loves you, how much you mean to her, and just how grateful she is to have you. But then proceeds to cover you with kisses

• Because of basketball and all that I feel like she prefers to not have a movie playing sometimes and to have alone time with you without electronics or anything

• But when you guys do watch movies or tiktoks she probably asks a lot of questions or makes a shit ton of jokes

"Why is she moving like that?"

"How would I know?"

"Well, she moves like one of those stick bugs"

#x reader #emily engstler #emily engstler x reader #emily engstler x y/n #lesbian #wlw post #wlw #wbb #wnba

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Good Luck, Babe with Emily Engstler???

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The Other Woman

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Paige Bueckers x Reader

- Having feelings for your best friend was hard. Especially since there's a new woman every week that she talks about. Not feeling good enough for Paige, you start to distance yourself from her, and not surprisingly, she notices.

- Friends to lovers (Paige always had feelings but was in hella denial)

- They makeout🤷‍♀️

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Here we go again. Paige talking about her new girl for the week. What's her name again? Tammy? Rebecca? Honestly, You've given up on remembering the names she brings up.

"Damn, she was that good, bro?" Azzi grins at Paige. Paige nods her head with a smirk, "Yeah hell man.". You do my best to ignore their conversation as you try to ignore the sinking feeling in your stomach.

The final straw is when Paige starts going into details again about her fling. "Hey guys" You say, getting their attention. The two stop talking as they look at you, Paige's smirk turns into a soft smile.

You put an arm over your stomach, "I'm not feeling too good," a small grimace appears on your face. "I'm gonna lay down for a bit.". You don't wait for them to reply as you walk away, not noticing Paiges concerned gaze following you.

This hasn't been the first time you've unexpectedly left like that. Paige has only started noticing it recently, but yet she hasn't figured out why you've been acting this way.

Was someone bothering you? Or maybe it was her? It made her uneasy to think it was the latter. You're her best friend, and as hard as it is to deny it, she loves you. More than she thought she would.

All these girls she talks about are just distractions from you, thinking that maybe if she found someone similar enough, she wouldn't have to worry about confessing to you. But no matter how hard she tries, it's never enough. No one could replace you, and no one ever will.

A nudge from Azzi is what gets Paige out of her head. "You good, Paige? I've said your name like twice. ". Paige doesn't know what to tell her. She was afraid to speak the truth, yet she knew that Azzi would be able to tell if she was lying. "Is it Y/n?" Azzi asks the blonde, raising a brow even though she already knew it was.

It was no secret that you and Paige had some sort of feelings for one another. The longing glances, the hugs that lasted just a bit too long, and the terrible attempt at flirting but mostly from Paige.

Paige looks at Azzi and attempts a chuckle, "What? Why would it be her?". Azzi crosses her arms and gives a 'really?' look. Paige sighs and puts her head in her hands. Giving in and finally confessing, she says, "Yeah...yeah it's her.". "You know, if you like her so much you should just tell her. It's not like everyone except her knows already," Azzi replies with a shurg as if stating the obvious.

Surprised, Paige turns to Azzi. "You guys -" she begins raising her voice before quieting down, remembering that you were in the other room. There was no way that she'd want you to hear about any of this. "You guys knew and didn't say anything?" she practically whispers.

"Yeah, like everyone knew, Paige. You weren't that discreet," Azzi tells her, "We're just haven't said anything cause we figured it wouldn't take long for something happen, but clearly we were wrong.".

Paige groans, "I just don't know what to say to her, man. Every time I look or talk to her, I always overthink it. I keep on thinking that she doesn't want me or some crap like that.". She meant every word. Any time she'd come up to you to flirt or just talk, she'd overthink any little thing she'd say. For some reason she always thought that you were too good for her.

So obviously, being the young adult she is, she decided to meet other people. But that didn't help at all as it only made her realize just how much she loved you. You were all she ever thanked about, in her mind 24/7. Anything she looked at reminded her of you in some way.

"I know it's easier to say and do, but you just gotta be straight up with her," Azzi replies, "You overthink it too much, then it'll never happen.". "You're right, you're right. It's just..." Paige stops as she tries her best to think. She's too stuck in her mind to even think about how she should talk to you.

Azzi puts a hand on Paiges shoulder, "Hey, you got this.". She softly rubs it before getting up and grabbing her stuff. Paige looks at her confused before she tells her, "I'm gonna go so you two can talk. The both of you really need it.".

Azzi doesn't wait for a response as she walks out the door, leaving Paige and you behind to finally talk to one another.

Paige sits there in silence as she wonders about the two of you. So many good memories and moments could be thrown away if this all went wrong. Her knee bounced uncontrollably as she started to pick at her hands, something that she always did when nervous, something that you were always there for.

Azzi was right, though. Hyping herself up, Paige gets up from the seat and walks to your room. Her heart beating out of her chest and her hands shaking. She hesitates to knock on your door, her nerves almost getting the better of her.

You open the door. Your eyes are red, and your noise is runny. You look away from Paige as you try to fix the birds nest on your hair. It's not like she'd care anyway. She'd still think you're beautiful, no matter what. She reaches a hand out to comfort you but stops herself from doing so. An action that didn't come unnoticed by you.

Her voice is soft as she asks, "You okay?". Obviously, something was up, and Paige had a good idea of what it was. "You can tell me anything you know?".

"I just -" you begin, the words were at the tip of your tongue, yet you couldn't get them out. Instead, you sigh and gesture towards your room, "Come in.". Paige sits down on the bed, her knee bouncing again. "Um...can I talk you?".

You softly chuckle and smile as you sit next to her. "You already are, but go ahead.". Paige fiddles with her hands, not looking at you. "I...uh," she starts to stammer. You put a hand over hers for comfort and bend down to look in her eyes. "Hey, it's okay. Just breathe.".

If only it was that easy, Paige thought. You took her breath practically doing anything. Even just looking at you had her chest tightening and her heart beating fast. Paige takes a deep breath and exhales. Her grip has tightened on your hand and her knee has stopped shaking.

"I like you, like a lot. Who the fuck am I kidding? I love you at this point.". Your jaw drops as you listen to her. Paige, the girl who you loved for what felt like forever, loves you. It's almost hard to believe. "But what about the other women? The people you've been seeing?".

Paige looks at you with love and sincerity in her eyes. "I've always loved you. I-I know it may be hard to believe, but I truly do. Those other people were just a distraction.". She looks away from you, almost ashamed of herself. "I couldn't face the fact that I felt so much for it. I couldn't understand it...I didn't know what to do.".

You turn Paige to look at you. "I love you too, Paige. I understand that love can be a lot, and it's okay to not know what to do.". You start to play with her hair as you continue. "I will admit that it did hurt seeing you with them, but I'm glad that you feel the same.".

Paige rests her head on your shoulder and wraps her arm around your waist. Your shoulder becoming wet from her tears. "I'm so so sorry for hurting you like that. I know it was stupid of me and-". "Hey, hey," you soothe her, rubbing her back. "That's all in the past now, don't worry about it. I forgive you.".

She removes herself from your shoulder and sniffles. "Really?" she asks, seeming surprised at your forgiveness. She knee that if it was her, it'd take some time for something like that. She knew what she did was crappy but she really didn't know how to deal with how she felt. She would never use that as an excuse though, especially with you.

You nod with a warm smile, "Mhm.". She wraps her arms around you, hugging you tightly. "Thank you," she says with relief. You hug her back, "I love you too much to just leave you like that.". The both of you chuckle.

When Paige moves back, it suddenly feels like she's closer than before. Tension rises in the air as the both of you slowly lean in, looking deep into each other's eyes.

Paige moves a piece of hair behind your ear and cups your face as you rest a hand on her waist. Finally, your lips meet. Months of longing are poured into it as your hands move along her body. The kiss only deepens when Paige starts to lay you back against the bed, pushing her body onto yours.

Her hand moves along your thigh and pulls you closer to her before moving to your waist as she starts to move your shirt up. You move your hips against hers and just as she starts to take your shirt of your door abruptly opens.

Kk comes barging in yelling, "Hey guys!". But she stops once she notices the two of you. "Oh shit! I knew it!" she grins and starts to laugh. Nika and Azzi are behind her and join in the laughter when they see you guys. "Seee, I told y'all it was gonna happen!" Azzi says.

Paige hurriedly pulls your shirt back down and moves off of you, her cheeks almost bright red. "Man, can you guys get out!". She moves an arm at them to move out. "Yeah, yeah. We'll get out" Nika tells her, starting to walk away. Azzi follows behind her and giggles are heard from the two.

"We'll leave you love birds alone," Kk says, raising her brows before closing the door behind her. You put your hands over your face, "That was so embarrassing!". Paige moves your hands away with a soft laugh. "It's fine, baby," she tells you, shrugging her shoulders, "Could've been worse.".

You hit her shoulder, "Paige!". "Okay! Okay!" she laughs, moving to lay next to you. You laugh with her, "You are so immature.". "You love it," she says with a grin. You softly kiss her and reply with a small smile, "Of course I do.".

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Hope y'all liked this😗. I haven't written something in a while. Also Paige is so pretty🤭🤭

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