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glimmerofawesome · 1 year ago

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#zecira musovic #zećira mušović #nathalie björn #nathalie bjorn #swewnt #australia v sweden #august 19 2023 #wwc23 #wwc 2023 #81:28

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pitchsidestories · 3 months ago

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HOT TO GO! II Niamh Charles x Reader

masterlist I word count: 1026

a/n: hi, it's based off this request here, have fun. <3

Usually the atmosphere in the dressing room would never be this relaxed right before a London Derby.

But this was a friendly against Arsenal. And it wasn’t even in London. So the tension and explosive nature of such a game were slightly subdued.

You slipped your sock on and pushed your shinguards down while simultaneously humming to “HOT TO GO!“ which was playing in the background.

Niamh was right next to you, tying her shoes. Her jersey hung right behind her, and alongside it, the bright yellow armband with the big C on it.

You smirked: “Nice armband, Captain Charles.“

She looked up. Her gaze shifted from you to the captains armband and back to you.

“Thanks.“ Her voice rose at the end, making it sound like a question. Still, her cheeks blushed in a subtle pink.

Smiling, you leaned over and pressed a kiss to her cheek. An inconspicuous way of showing how proud you were of her.

“Ugh, can’t you two be less couple-y for once?“, Erin groaned from the other side of the room, her face a grimace of disgust.

“We’re not doing anything! At least I don’t.“, Niamh protested and pointed innocently at her chest.

Nathalie laughed: “Then get your girlfriend to behave.“

You rolled your eyes in a playful gesture: “Oh come on. This was all innocent.“

Niamh turned to you with one eyebrow raised and her hand on your thigh: “Ignore them, babe. Erin’s just jealous and Nat wishes Aurora was still on her team.“

“WHAT?!“, they both said in unison.

You smiled at you girlfriend, knowing it would annoy your two teammates: “You might be right about that.“

Erin shook her head, visibly annoyed: “Let’s go warm up, Nat. Or else I’m going to puke.“

Giggling, you watched as the two left the dressing room.

“Come on, you two lovebirds need to warm up as well.“, Zecira reminded you. She was clearly biting back a grin.

Niamh got up, ready to follow the others outside as well but she patiently waited for you while you slipped into your shoes.

“Sorry, love. Blame it on the Chapell Roan songs they played. They got me in this certain mood.“, you apologized with a wink and pressed yourself into her side.

“Come on. As captain I can’t be the last to the warm-up.“, Niamh smiled.

You let go of her and nodded: “Right. Especially not on a derby day.“

Side by side you entered the pitch for the warm-up, doing your exercises.

“Girls, get ready! The game is about to start.“, Millie called across the pitch, repeating the instructions from the coaching staff.

While everyone went back into the dressing room to switch from their warm-up shirts to their actual football jerseys, you used the break to run to the bathroom.

A tradition that was part of every game for you. But this time you were lost in thought, still repeating the chorus of that song in your head.

“Ready!“, you announced as you walked back onto the pitch, high-fiving your teammates.

Once you reached your girlfriend, she just looked you up and down: “Nice Shirt.“

“What? Shit?”, you cursed when you realized you were still wearing your warmup shirt, your skin turned pale despite the tan from the summer vacation.

The horror and embarrassment were written all over your face. Before you could think any further about what to do next your feet started running.

“Jersey to go for y/n.” With a huge grin on her lips Lucy threw your jersey at you which you pressed relived to your chest.

“Thanks.”, you mouthed gratefully as you quickly put the new third kit on.

“Everyone ready now?”, Niamh wanted to know, still looking pretty amused by what just happened to you.

“Yes, everything’s sorted out.”, you assured her.

“Luce, we’ll never let y/n forget that this has happened, right?”, Millie bumped her shoulder against the brunette defenders one.

“Never.”, she agreed smirking.

“You two aren’t as quite as you think.”, you intervened, wishing a hole on the pitch could swallow you whole to save you from the awkward situation.

“You know you deserve it.”, Lucy kept teasing.

“That was so embarrassing.”, you muttered hiding your burning cheeks with your hands while you were getting ready for the group photo.

“Stop thinking about it. This could have happened to everyone.”, Niamh tried to cheer you up, putting an arm around your shoulders encouragingly.

The two of you and the rest of the team waited for the photographer to frame this memory. After that was done, everyone was beginning to move again, eagerly anticipating the start of the derby.

“Right, but I just know that it’ll haunt me in my dreams.”, you admitted.

“That’s what you get for flirting with the captain.”, Millie threw in with a wink.

“Y/n?”, Niamh immediately approached you after the referee blew the final whistle.

“Yes?”, you looked up, feeling her gaze linger on you.

“Good game.”, your girlfriend congratulated you beaming.

“Thanks, another derby win for us and you didn’t play bad either.”, you commented cheekily.

“Oh wow, nice of you.”, she chuckled.

“I know.”, you laughed.

“At least I didn’t forget to put my jersey on.”, Niamh reminded you.

“Cold captain, what about the it-could-have-happened-to-anyone-talk from earlier.”, you pouted playfully.

“I take that back. I only said it because you seemed embarrassed.”, the defender declared.

“You can sleep on the floor tonight.”, you gasped, pretending to be offended by her thoughtful gesture.

“Okay, and you can make sure you never forget your stuff again.”, she countered promptly.

“Fine.”, you agreed.

“Are you done now?”, Niamh asked, her hand resting on your back while you made your way to the changing rooms. The heat hasn’t dropped down yet, and the sun still shone strongly on both of you.

“I am time to go to our room with no shirts on.”, you announced.

“I can tell you’re not the biggest fans of shirts.”, your girlfriend remarked smiling.

“You know it’s still hot so they can go.”, you decided bluntly, referring to the song from earlier, but also the temperature which was making the thought of nothing on very delicious.