#nika x oc

[arlertwhore]

Night Owl - Nika Muhl.

pairing: nika muhl x fem! reader

word count: 1.4k

synopsis: wnba rookie nika has become a night owl to a worrying extent since entering the league, staying up late in the living room watching games — you just want her in bed.

warning (s): kinda fluffy, smut, fingering, gettin da 🐈 caressed, tongue play, makeout sesh, nipple play, hickies, nika is angsty lol.

a/n: i heard y’all asking so i delivered

If you thought Nika's craze and perfectionism was intense back when she was at UConn, you've come to realize it's on a whole other level now that she's made the WNBA. She's a rookie, trying to ride the wave of it all, and she's utterly stressed.

You used to playfully tease that the 'N' in your girlfriend's name stood for "night owl." She was perpetually burning the midnight oil, diving into game replays and refining her skills, all with the determination of an WNBA athlete aiming for the win.

You were undeniably proud of her. Yet, you couldn't help but long for the days when she wasn't a mad-man.

It had left you like this on countless nights, feeling the absence keenly as you lay in bed, reaching out for her warmth only to find empty sheets. You'd often find yourself slipping out of bed, drawn to the dim glow of the living room where you'd discover Nika, immersed in her work or training, her dedication evident in the lines of concentration etched on her face. As much as you admired her drive, it was hard not to yearn for the simpler moments when she was by your side, untethered by the demands of her relentless pursuit of excellence.

"Baby," you sighed softly, casting your gaze over the parlor, "Come to bed, Nik, you know I can't sleep without you. And all this... it's really starting to worry me."

Nika's face remained fixated on the TV screen, lips parted, but her hands extended towards you, silently beckoning you to join her.

"I'm all good, baby, jus-" she paused, seeming to relax now that you were on her lap, her hands instinctively upon your waist, "You know I work better at night."

You pressed your lips into a line, a bittersweet smile on your face. "Can I interrupt?" you asked softly.

Nika's eyes flicked between you and the screen. "Mhm, of course."

You leaned in close to her face, nose-to-nose. "It's currently 2 going on 3," you whispered. You pecked her lips gently. "No more of this, Nika. You're not gonna learn anything by burning yourself out."

You took a lock of her brown hair, twirling it gently between your fingers, savoring its softness. "And if you do want to burn yourself out... you've got me," you whispered sensually, promises of your support.

You smiled reassuringly, and Nika returned it with that familiar, comforting smile before leaning in and planting another tender kiss on your lips.

Before you knew it, you guys were deeply engrossed in a make-out session, one that blended perfectly with the mood of the night and the atmosphere surrounding you two. With her gentle hands, she felt you up and down, one inching down towards your clothed heat

to rub over your shorts, and the other moving up to your perky breast seamlessly, rubbing it.

Easily, just like that, you got Nika back to bed, where she continued to feel you up over your night shorts until you succumbed to the pleasure and came undone in your pants with soft, ragged breaths and whines into her mouth.

Feeling the after-effects of your orgasm and the lingering fatigue, you quickly drifted into a deep sleep, comforted by her presence.

When you awoke again, Nika was still awake, her gaze fixed on you as you stirred.

"Sorry," she blushed immediately, her tone apologetic. "I know you hate it when I watch you." But how couldn't she? You looked so incredibly sexy to her in that moment.

Through sleepy, lidded eyes, you gazed up at her, your expression filled with adoration. "You wanna go back to that living room, huh?" you said teasingly, knowing her like the back of your hand, and she

she hesitated before admitting it with a small smile, "I might. But you're making me stay."

Your eyes ghosted down to her lips. "I'd hope so," you crooned before leaning in to kiss her. Positioned intimately in bed, your lips,

involuntarily against her neck, began to plant soft kisses along its delicate curve.

Nika shuddered, hand flying to grip your back and pull you closer to her body. "You're so tense," you observed between kisses, your voice laced with desire. "Makes sense why you can't sleep," you remarked, your breath warm against her skin.

She turned over onto her back, pulling you close between her arm and side, her embrace a silent plea for closeness. Your hand ghosted down Nika's thigh, eliciting a gasp from her as it reached her most sensitive spot.

With practiced ease, your fingers slipped inside her, sending her eyes rolling back in ecstacy, pleasure overtaking her body as all the tension melted away, replaced by an overwhelming sense of bliss.

You chuckled at her reaction to finally getting what you knew she had needed all along. "Am I making you wanna stay put?" you teased gently, brushing a strand of hair away from her face as your lips trailed down her neck, giving her soft kisses that gradually intensified into gentle nips and sucks, forming subtle marks of need.

You worked your fingers, pumping them in and out of her wet cunt as she arched her back, her muscles gradually untensing with each stroke of your determined fingers into her. Soft sighs escaped her parted lips, the brunette releasing small moans of satisfaction into the air.

You leered at Nika unabashedly, your eyes attempting to capture every detail, trying to engrave this moment into your memory forever.

Under the moonlight's gentle embrace, she appears like a scene from an angel. Her fair skin seems to catch the moon's glow, giving her an almost otherworldly aura, and each strand of her hair is softly illuminated, framing her face like a halo.

There's a gentle sweat on her skin from the releasing of her stress and from the warmth of the night air. In this moment, she's not just beautiful, she's captivating in her simplicity. It's a sight that makes your heart skip a beat, a reminder of the magic that exists in the world, especially when you least expect it.

"Am I making you feel better, Nika?" She nodded repeatedly, her eyes closed in pleasure, and her teeth biting down on her bottom lip as she surrendered to the pleasure roving through her body.

"Look at me and tell me how good I'm making you feel then," she clutches the sheets beneath her with one hand, her knuckles turning white, and with the other, the hand that's keeping you close to her body, she pulls you in even closer as she begins to play with her nipple through her flimsy night top, her breathing growing heavier and her moans becoming more pronounced.

Quickly, a minute later, she's panting, "I'm gonna cum on your fingers, baby."

Her body responds eagerly to your touch. She writhes beneath you, bucking against your skilled fingers as you stroke into her, each movement driving her closer to the edge. Gasping with pleasure, she urges you on, her voice trembling with desire. "Keep on goin', babe, just li-like that."

Your lips find hers hungrily, fueled by a primal desire. Sensing her surrender, you do something that makes her tremble weakly, a silent plea for more; you lick into her mouth, greeting her tongue with your own. Her lips try to catch it, but your tongue slips away, leaving her mouth curling around nothing as she finally opens her eyes and gazes at you, elated.

When she cums, it's silent, and you'd miss it lest your eyes remain on her how they are, persistently. She stills, her body frozen in a moment of pure ecstasy. There's no sound, no movement, until the climax washes over her completely. With a sigh of relief, her eyes shut instantaneously, and she lets out a quiet, satisfied groan, completely lost in the blissful aftermath of pleasure.

She'd came a river onto your hands. As you turn around, behind yourself for the nightstand, grabbing some wipes to clean up the aftermath, you turn back to offer some to her, only to find your girlfriend fast asleep, completely spent from the intensity of it all. A soft smile tugs at the corners of your lips as you realize just how thoroughly she's been intoxicated by stress and how you had just eliminated it. You'd do this everynight with her if you had to, just to keep her there, relaxed in bed with you. With gentle care, you clean her up before settling back beside her, wrapping her in your arms as you drift off to sleep together.

You whisper those three precious words to your sleeping beauty, "Love you, Nika," not expecting any response from her exhausted form. But then, to your surprise, you hear a faint murmur from the depths of her slumber, "Love you too."

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an: it’s soooo late omg I’ll add my thoughts later update: loved writing this... y'all she is a smokeshow i had to lock in.

[cosmopretty]

Sleepyhead

Paige Bueckers x Fem

Synopsis: Moments where you and Paige just felt so comfortable between one another, asleep.

First Moment:

After a long day of working all you wanted to do was sleep, preferably in Paige’s arms. You walk into her dorm sighing, falling right on top of the blonde girl laying down. Her hand falls to your head massaging your scalp “Bad day mama?” she asks you, moving her other hand to your hip rubbing back and forth.

You mumble something into her neck that she couldn’t understand, her hand on your head comes down to your cheek lifting it up “I’m just tired P” you say laying down in her chest your leg bending, laying on her stomach. She nods and starts rubbing up and down your back lulling you to sleep.

Not much later KK comes in the dorm on live, Paige smirks at the live while KK points the camera at you asleep. Paige covers your face with her big hand “Shh KK she’s sleeping” your girlfriend says her eyes widening at her friend, not wanting to wake you.

KK nods “So we’re dueling in Fortnite since the fans wanna know who’s better. Come on get up” she says placing the phone beside her so the live can see you three and the TV.

Paige holds your head to her chest with one hand the other under your legs. She pulls the two of you up and sits down infront of the TV. She positioned you so your straddling her waist, your head on her shoulder tucked in her neck so the live can’t see you asleep. She grabs the remote from KK “You got the upper hand it’s unfair I’m tryna let my girl sleep” Paige says to KK and the live.

“Not my problem this why I stay single now hop on” KK says for once quietly not wanting to wake you either. The two girls play Fortnite together quietly until KK yells throwing the remote on the bed “WHAT? Thats not FAIR THE FU-“ she says before she gets interrupt “Bro shut up” Paige groans.

You move in her arms groaning a bit “What happened?” you ask groggily shifting around in her lap lifting your head from her neck. Paige’s fingers come to move some hair from your face “Nothing baby KK was just leaving” she says her fingers sliding down your face.

KK scoffs smacking her lips “Simp. You see guys Paige is a simp” she tells the live before getting up and leaving the dorm to go find another girl to go live with.

Yawning you rub your eyes smiling at Paige a bit “Was she live?” you ask her looking up at her through your lashes. Paige nods “Yeah don’t worry they didn’t see your face I know you wouldn’t want you drooling on me all over the internet” she jokes sticking her tongue out at you.

“Oh shut up I don’t drool that’s all you” You say laughing a bit running your fingers through her pretty blonde hair. Your hands cup her cheeks squishing them together before letting them go. Her hand holds the back of your head before pulling you closer to her, she pecks your lips multiple times before kissing you sweetly.

Second moment:

Dating a division one basketball player, meant dating a person who worked out their body way too much. Paige worked her ass off durning practice, in the gym anything really always leaving her tired. Which means you take care of her of her a lot, you didn’t mind but even when you were taking care of her she was still always in control.

That’s what lead you here walking to Paige’s dorm at ten am, right after you woke up. You open the door smiling at Nika and KK before going to Paige’s dorm walking in. You see laying on her stomach her head shoved her pillow “You okay Paigey?” you ask her half joking.

She grumbles something before pushing herself up on her elbows “I’m sore from practice can you give me a massage ma?” she asks you pouting her bottom lip out. Walking over to her you sit on top of her straddling her back. Your hands work there way to her shoulders, massaging the muscles there.

“You’re so tense Paige’s relax” You demand the girl massing down her arms. She moans into the pillow eyes fluttering shut. Your hands move softly on her soft skin moving down her back.

You sit on top of the girl for around an hour before your hands starts to ache “Paige I think I’m done” you say aloud not getting an answer. Looking down at her you brush her blonde hair from her face to see she fell asleep. Smiling you move to get up and she groans “No stay there it feels good” she whines not opening her eyes.

You lay down next to her throwing your leg over her back so you’re still laying on top of her. She sighs in content when your hands come to her back pressing against her skin lightly, massaging her again as she falls back asleep.

Third Moment

Waking up in the morning with a six foot tall girlfriend built of muscle was not something easy to do. If she didn’t want to get up, you couldn’t she knew the power she had over you and used it. Morning were not easy on Paige she did not want to wake up early, or leave bed, or be alone which meant she forced you to say with her.

You yawn shutting off your alarm clock on your phone and groan rubbing your face. Paige sighs and pulls you closer to her from behind, you lay flush against her “Mmm come on we gotta get up” you whispers your eyes begging to close.

Paige puts her head in your neck shaking her head no “Ten more minutes” she demands not nothing to hear your answer before slugging her leg on top of your waist, spooning you.

“No Paige you have practice come on” You turn around in her arms giving her the chance to trap you. Her arm wraps around your shoulder and her leg stays wrapped around you “Your stuck here now we get up when I want to” she says into your neck.

Letting out a sigh your hug her back playing with her pretty blonde hair with your fingers “Come on Paige Geno’s gonna yell at you again” you remind her.

Paige shrugs “I don’t care, wanna sleep with you ma” she grumbles kissing your neck softly. Giving up you go limp in her arms hugging her back, the two of you slowly fall back asleep together.

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[goldfades]

𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓/𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐇 ─ PB⁵

౨ৎ ─ summary | pretty self explanatory LOL, paige soft launches you!!!! yippee! this was requested -> "HARD OR SOFT LAUNCH WITH PAIGE PLEASE 🙏"

─ warnings | pretty short, JUST CUTE FLUFF!! obvs some banter, playful arguing, idk just some pretty funny stuff nothing too insane!

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─ ev's notes | YALL!!!!!!! send in some requests if yall would like! requests are open for rn

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[mayghosts]

enemies to lovers with paige. buuuuut they were used to be best friends but something happened between them

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Snow Angel: Flurries (1) Paige Bueckers x reader

Summary: How does a class project repair your broken friendship, and how does a friendship turn into something more?

(TOC)

Warnings: unhealthy alcohol usage,

AN: my life is not in shambles anymore! Heres to posting multiple times a week!! I can’t believe I'm writing ANOTHER series??? Hello???

January 7th, 2024:

Sitting in the back of your Friday afternoon astronomy class, you gazed out the window, letting your eyes drift across the snow covered campus. You always had a hard time focusing in this class, mainly due to the blonde who always sat a few rows away from you. However, today was different. Paige was missing from her regular seat, which you now knew was because of the basketball game against Gerogetown. Her absence seemed to have a similar effect on you as to when she was actually present. Instead of constantly staring at the back of her head and wondering what went wrong, you stared out the window and wondered over and over where did we go wrong?

(Flashback) October 31st, 2022:

“Paigeeeee, are you ready to go?” you giggled, stumbling into your dorm living room and wrapping your arms around her neck. You swayed side to side, already feeling the buzz of the shots you had taken with Nika a few minutes ago. “Jesus, Nika! How many shots did you give her!!” You could hear the concern laced in Paiges voice as she stabilized your hips and unwound your hands from her neck. You melted under her touch, god she was pretty.

You had never been much of a drinker, all throughout highschool when you and Paige would go out to parties she would drink and you would stay sober so you could drive home. However, this year had been hard on you, and lately drinking has been your saving grace after a long day.

You were absolutely hammered by the time the party started winding down. Stumbling around in your cowboy boots and someone elses costume cape, the last thing you remember was clinging to Paiges arm she gently helped you into the back of the Uber.

Waking up the next morning, your head was pulsing and your could already feel the hangover anxiety eating away at your stomach. Squinting your eyes at the light from your phone, you opened your texts. However, you were met with a big paragraph from Nika and a short but tense text from Azzi. Nothing from Paige. Scanning over the texts quickly, you immediately found yourself calling Paige.

Your call going straight to voice mail didn't help the queasy feeling in your stomache at all. 

Slipping out of bed, you dragged your feet into the bathroom to quickly brush your teeth and wash your face. The bathroom tiles were icey cold, even with socks on your feet were freezing. As you scrubbed at the crusted on makeup, you racked your brain to try and remember the events of last night. You slid your slides on, making your way out of your dorm and down the hall to Paige and Nikas dorm. Knocking quietly, you felt the anxiety eating at you again. You heard shuffling before the door opened to reveal a clean and practice ready Nika.

“What are you doing here?” her harsh tone took you by surprise. You blinked absently at her for a moment, “uhh… I just wanted to ask what happened? Last night? And see if Paige is okay, my call to her didn’t go through and-” you could see her getting more irritated as you kept talking before she interrupted you. “She dosen’t want to see you right now okay? And neither do I, you really fucked up last night and honestly your behavior lately has been ridiculous. I need to go to practice and I don’t want to see you again until you can get your shit together.” Pushing past you, she walked straight into the stairwell, letting the dorm door slam behind her.

More confused than ever, you made your way back to your dorm and crawled right back into bed. You knew you weren't really the same person you were when you met them, but you never considered the change to be a bad thing. If anything you were more confident and more comfterable in your body. So what if you go out a few times a week. Honestly, you weren't even sure if that was what she was talking about. Regardless, you spent the next month trying to fix something you didn’t understand. You scoured the texts Azzi and Nika had sent you for any details or clues, but the most you could figure out was that you said something to Paige.

You sent countless texts until yu found out you were blocked. After that you tried emails, Instagram DMs, waiting outside classes, and even tried to befriend the media girl, just for a chance to talk to Paige. However, the blonde was basically untouchable. Between her teammates constantly watching you and her persistence with blocking you on every possible internet platform, you found yourself friendless and worst of all Paige-less.

January 7th, 2024:

You were pulled from your day dream as you heard your professor say your last name “… you will be working with…” he dug his hand around in the little bucket on his desk. You assumed this was for another partner project “Paige Bueckers!” shit.

Stepping out of the lecture hall, you felt a similar sense of dread in your stomach as you dragged your feet towards the dining hall. As you walked you pulled out your phone and started drafting a text to send to Paige. Standing in line for your smoothie, you were once again met with the brutal realization that your were stilll blocked. Guess we can just start on Monday?

[girlokwhatever]

hey girl love ur big baller fics !!!! 💝💝💝 they remind me of the chaotic roommates series by beforeimdeceased i luvvvvvv the dynamic so much

i love the dynamic too, that’s what inspired me!

— BIG BALLER TEXT MESSAGES 2

just a little something to tide the big baller lovers over until i can get a full fic in motion.

[bueckerrss]

MY FAVORITE STAR — PAIGE BUECKERS

summary: paige takes you out to celebrate your anniversary

— warnings: nothing but pure fluff

- taglist: @bernardsbendystraws @patscorner @junnniiieee07 @raysmayhem-72 @worldlxvlys @wintersstan

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“KEEP YOUR EYES CLOSED” said paige as she lead y/n through the pavement path that lead towards the beach “babe, you have a whole blindfold on me” giggled the girl as she reached out trying to feel her surroundings.

“do you you know where we are?” whispered paige from behind her, she stayed quiet trying to hear everything around her. the quiet sound of the waves crashing and the smell of salt water hit her nose. “we’re at the beach, but not any beach it’s the beach where we first met” a smile creeping into her face at the memory.

“you’re correct” said the girl removing the blindfold from her girlfriends face revealing a blanket with a picnic basket, a few candles illuminating the area just enough for a beautiful evening out.

“you didn’t!” gasped y/n at the scenery in front of them, “i had to, it’s not everyday you get to celebrate your two year anniversary” she said smiling leaning down to give her a quick kiss “let’s go eat, i spent so much time making it” she joked nodding to the spot a few steps ahead “are you sure you cooked, because i don’t remember seeing you anywhere near the kitchen” she laughed as she sat down facing the ocean. “oh shut up” paige said slightly nudging y/n’s shoulder.

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they laid down the sounds of the waves crashing making the atmosphere so relaxing, looking up at the stars enjoying the beautiful night sky. the lights shining bright but not bright enough to overpower the glow of the stars.

“look at those two stars” said y/n slightly pointing to the stars and looking back at paige just to see her already looking at y/n “what?” she said a shy smile forming at her lips “have i told you how beautiful you are?” whispered paige making eye contact with her “like every single day” she whispered back keeping eye contact.

paige slowly leaned in kissing y/n softly both smiling into the kiss, “hey, you didn’t look at the stars i was talking about” whispered y/n pulling away from the kiss “why should i when my favorite star is in front of me?” she whispered back smiling.

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AN: first paige one shot how we feeling? was the ending a little cringe? idk i feel like it was anyway send in request and lmk if you guys liked this :)

[martinluvrr]

CRUSH CRAZY | PAIGE BUECKERS

⋅˚₊‧ paige x fem!physio

⋅˚₊‧ summary: the new physio of the Uconn Wbb has caught the eye of their golden player, but it seems Paige has become a little... crush crazy.

⋅˚₊‧ warnings: hoping none

⋅˚₊‧ duayaps: i hateee thisss but its been sitting in my drafts so i finally finished it 😭

⋅˚₊‧ nav ||

"AND BEFORE YOU TAKE THE PILLS MAKE SURE YOU ATE SOME FOOD" I said to Azzi. It's been about 2 weeks since I started working with her, the Uconn medical staff have been nothing but welcoming.

At first, I didn't know what I was getting myself into, where I come from basketball isn't a big enough thing the way football is ( soccer ). I also didn't spend that much tie on social media, but as soon as I opened tiktok, tons of edits filled my page, most about Uconn and other teams. There were especially edits of Uconn's number five.

Paige Bueckers.

The girl was attractive. And she had the confidence to prove it. Me and Paige had very little contact together , but even if it was for a second, for some odd reason, my stomach was filled with butterflies.

"Thank you again" Azzi's sweet voice said. I turned around to look at the girl, after she underwent surgery for tearing her ACL during practice last November, there was still a little pain in the leg, but nothing that should stop her from rejoining the team in January. Of course, left out from not being in the action.

"No problem and please be careful ,i dont wanna se you anymore, you're boring' I jokingly said to her, she let out a laugh. I heard a chuckle behind me, when I turned, there in all her glory, number five.

"Hi Paige" I muttered, suddenly becoming shy.

"Hey" She said grinning. "Soooooo..."

"Paige" I said sternly, hiding my smile. "What are you doing here?"

"I-I was just checking up on Azzi" She told me, cracking a small smile at Azzi. I hoped the disappointed wasn't showing in my face, the delusional part in me was hoping she just came to see me.

"Well she's all yours"

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"Coach" Nika yelled, suddenly at Geno. "I don't feel so good"

"What happened?" Geno questioned her, making her sit down. She was fine 10 minutes ago.

"I feel like I'm gonna throw up" She said, staring at the ground. Coach felt Paige come beside him. "You okay?" Paige asked, Nika shook her head.

"Maybe we should call Y/N" Paige said, Nika nodded. Geno looked at the both of them, did they hit their head?

"Y/N's a physio, she doesn't deal with stomach problems" He explained, then he heard a cackle come from behind them. KK.

Now he got it, just before Nika came up to him, she was talking with Paige and KK, the three of them whispering amongst one another. Knowing Paige and her little crush, he could figure out that she put Nika up to this.

"Try telling me that again after suicides, maybe i'll believe it then" He said,trying to hide his smile, both Nika and Paige groaned. KK struggled to hide her laugh, scratch that, she didn't even hide it.

"Girl Boo, maybe next time" She said to Paige, laughing.

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Practice was over, and everybody was tired. Most of them half a sleep, including Paige. While they were used to their morning practices, Paige had a late night.

"Nah I'm going pick up something from Y/N real quick" She hard Aubrey say. Hearing Y/N name, Paige was awake real quick.

" I'll come with you" She offered, the locker suddenly filled with laughs. Her teammate agreed but not before teasing her with the rest. After getting ready, both of the Uconn basketball players made their way to the medical wing, Paige was nervous, she was always nervous to see Y/N. Suddenly feeling insecure, Paige smelled herself, stressing because she's sweaty. She heard her teammate laugh. "Bro relax" Aubrey reassured her.

When they finally stood in front of Y/N's office door, when Aubrey saw that Paige was still in a bit of a daze, she took the honor of knocking on the office door. When they both heard a sweet voice yelling come in, they followed her orders.

"Oh Hi" I said surprised to see both of them here. Aubrey replied greeting me back, but Paige, just stood there staring at her, grinning like a maniac. "Hi P" I said to her.

"Hey" she replied. Before i could ask what she was doing here, Aubrey caught my attention, asking about her meds and if she could take lighter ones. I replied to all her questions, asking if she was feeling okay or if she needed a checkup. While i talked to Aubrey, i could feel Paige's eyes on me at the side of my head.

As Aubrey left, i expected for Paige to follow her, but the blonde didn't move. "P, do you need something?" i asked her.

"there's this party tonight , you should stop by"

Was Paige inviting you as a date? no.

"Okay, text me the details and i'll think about it" i kinda accepted her invite. Tonight i already made plans with my roommate, i don't think its a good idea to cancel those just because i want to see my crush. I also didn't want my hopes to be up.

While Y/N thought about that, Paige was beaming with excitement on the inside, if Y/N did show up tonight. this was going to be the night where she made her move.

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She didn't show, she. didn't. show.

In Y/N's head, she didn't think not being at that party was a big deal. she assumed Paige was just being nice inviting her and she definitely didn't know that P was disappointed.

Today they had normal hard practices, and today was actually the final time Paige tried to get Y/N's attention. no like actually the last time.

As she dribbled the ball, suddenly she dropped the ball, and dramatically fell to the ground. Ice let out a laugh, but while she knew what Paige's plan was, Geno and Y/N didn't.

I gasped, seeing Paige suddenly on the ground, she was fine literally 10seconds ago. Quickly running over, followed by the rest of the coaching staff.

“Can u get up by yourself?”

“I can try”

okay good sign, good sign. it’s not broken.

“To my office” I instructed both Nika and Paige. While holding on to Paige, giving her a bit of support.

When we arrived, I made Paige lay down. And started testing her knee. It seemed fine, actually perfect.

“Maybe we should get another opinion, I don’t think my brains working properly”

I can’t seem to find out whats wrong, she says her knee hurts, but the tests i did make her look perfect.

“Ummm Alright” i heard her hesitate. Her voice slightly nervous.

“Paige”

“Yeah”

“Are you… not injured?”

“Kinda” She answered.

I furrowed my eyebrows, making me think back. Maybe she didn’t want the pressure or she just wanted an excuse out of practice.

“Paige if you are using this to get out of practice well you’ve got another thing comi-”

“Im using this as an excuse to see you” She cut you off.

“What”

“I’ve literally been giving you hints all year and you’re telling me you didnt know i liked you?”

“Well no” I answered honestly. When i finally met her eyes, a small smile took over my face. Her sad face turned hopeful.

“I like you too P” i said “You couldve just asked me out and this wouldn’t have had to happen”

“Don’t even try to turn this on me ma” she started ranting, you just laughed and stood there watching. Okay so you weren’t delusional.

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[brenwritesss]

I'm Yours

Paige Bueckers x reader

Summary: Paige and reader have been in a situationship for the past few months but reader is nervous to take it to the next step. A night out at the club forces reader to tell her how she really feels.

“Damnit, Paige,” you said, sighing as you shifted seating positions, trying to play your video game. You and Paige had known each other since freshman year at UConn, both being enrolled in the same English course. You both had hit it off instantly since you were working on a group project together. You had always thought she was gorgeous, complimenting her whenever you could. 

And you weren’t oblivious; you knew Paige would flirt with you too even though you just shrugged it off, believing that’s how she is. Paige and you became really close throughout the years, and being best friends had become harder for you when you had to watch her flirt with other girls the same way she did with you. Then things were different. And you noticed that your eye contact became longer, her touches lingered longer on your skin, and her flirting with other girls stopped. Everyone on her team knew you both liked each other, so with some help from Nika, Paige finally made a move on your 21st birthday, resulting in you two hooking up in her bedroom. 

Since then, things have been going well between the two of you. Paige had confessed feelings for you and you did the same. It had been a couple months since then and you weren’t dating, but Paige had made it clear that’s what she wanted.

“What?” Paige chuckled, her hand gripping tighter around your thigh.

You placed your game controller down next to you, turning to look at her. “I can’t focus when your hand is on my leg.”

“Not my problem.”

“Paige.”

“Fine,” she said, taking her hand away but her eyes were still on you. You picked up the controller and continued playing, still feeling her stare. You knew what was going to happen. She was gonna ask you about what this was between you and then you had to try your best to find a new answer. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to date her, of course you did. But being friends with Paige for so long, you had seen how she was with other girls, how she was with her past situationships. Not to mention the fact that just months before hooking up with her, you broke up with your ex girlfriend who had cheated on you. You didn’t want to go through pain like that again, even though Paige wouldn’t cheat on you, it was something you were scared of.

“Hey,” Paige whispered and gently took the controller out of your hands. You didn’t do anything other than look at your hands. She used one of her own to move head so that you were now looking at her. “Y/n, what the fuck are we doing?”

You took her in, her blue eyes making you feel like a goddess. Her blonde hair perfectly draped in soft curls past her shoulders. She was wearing a black shirt and gray sweatpants and even in such comfortable clothing, she was one of the prettiest girls you’d ever met. You smiled softly, “you’re watching me play fortnite.”

Paige wasn’t amused. “Very funny. I’m being serious.”

You shrugged. “Look, I know what you want. I told you I need time to get there and I’m sorry it’s taking me a while, but you know how I feel about you.”

“Do I?” Paige’s response caught you off guard, making you raise your eyebrows. “You tell me how much you like me and how much you want me yet you don’t want to be my girlfriend.”

“No, that’s not it at all.”

Paige stood up from the couch. Anger clearly written on her face. “You only tell me how much you want me when you want me to fuck you. I mean, we already do things that people who are actually dating do, so I don’t know what the hell the big deal is.”

“So what, you think I’m using you for sex?” you ask her, shaking your head. Of course you didn’t use her like that. You didn’t realize that’s how she felt at all.

Paige responded, “well, can you blame me for thinking that?”

You stood up and walked towards her, taking her hands in yours. “I never want you to feel that way, Paige. I’m sorry I made it seem like that.”

“I know,” she said and took her hands out of your grasp, “but I can’t keep doing this. You either want me or you don’t. I’ve told you a million times I want to make you mine and I never get a clear answer.”

“Paige.”

Paige grabbed her phone from the couch and walked towards the door. “Text me when you figure out whatever the hell it is that you want.”

You rushed to her to get her to stay but she had already shut the door by the time you got there. You didn’t just lose her right? Did you just fuck everything up? You tried your best to control your breathing in order to stop yourself from crying. You should have gone after her but you didn’t know if it would make things worse. 

Instead, you walked into your bedroom, waiting until your roommate returned home. 

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It had been a few days since Paige walked out and you haven’t spoken to or seen her since. You had told your roommate about what happened and she told you to tell Paige how you really felt. You never really liked talking about your feelings since you were young and it scared you. However, your roommate assured you that if you wanted Paige to understand you, you had to be an adult and act like one. Thank god for her.

And she could tell that you needed a night where you could let loose and take your mind off of Paige. So she took you along with some other friends to a club, hoping it would help. “Okay Y/n, take a shot,” she ordered, holding shot glass in front of your face. You looked up at her and shoved her hand away.

“I don’t feel like drinking.”

She sat down next to you, her arm draping around your bare shoulders. “You’ve been in a slump for the past few days. Please take a shot. We’re here to have fun, remember?”

“I remember.” You took the shot glass, looking around the club. “Fine.”

The liquid burned the back of your throat while all of your friends cheered you on. You rubbed your hands on your small black dress and then grabbed your best friend’s hand. “Let’s go dance.”

Your friend followed you and for what seemed like hours, but had only been fifteen minutes, the two of you danced together and laughed. She was always your go-to dancing partner but right now, your heart ached, wishing it was someone else. A blonde basketball player.

If you had just told her how you really felt, this could have all been avoided and you two could have been here together, dancing. You wanted her to look you in the eyes and hold you like no one else ever had before. God, you missed her. 

Suddenly, you backed into someone by accident. Muttering ‘sorries’, you both turned to look at each other. “Y/n?”

“Oh shit, Madison?” You were facing your ex-girlfriend. The one who had cheated on you months before you started seeing Paige.

“You look good,” she said, smiling at you while the music blared in the background.

“Thanks.” You moved a strand of your hair away from your face. “It’s good to see you. Sorry for bumping into you.”

You turned to move away from her and to find your friend but she had stopped you. “Hey, you wanna catch up? I’ll order you a drink.”

You looked at her confused. “Thanks, but I’m here with friends so I should really get back to them.”

She laughed, “c’mon, it’s just one drink. If I remember correctly, you can never turn down a dirty shirley.”

One drink couldn’t hurt. Right?

“Sure.”

She led you to the bar, ordering you a drink and pulling out one of the stools for you to sit on. You thanked her and she stayed looking at you, making you feel weird, as if you shouldn’t be with her.

“So, how have you been?”

“Pretty good, actually. I just moved into a new apartment with my best friend so life is pretty chill right now,” you explained and she nodded, taking a sip of her drink.

“That’s awesome. Yeah, my girlfriend and I talked about moving in together. Won’t be for a long while, though.”

“Girlfriend?” You asked her, grabbing hold of your dirty shirley. You were unaware that she was dating someone new.

She looked down at the floor, clearing her throat. “Yeah, uhm Emily and I started dating three months ago.” 

You took a deep breath. Emily was the girl Madison had cheated on you with. “Wow, I’m uh happy for you.” You forced a smile.

“Thank you,” she said. She put her drink down and moved closer towards you. “Hey, I want to apologize for what I did to you. I know it was shitty and I hurt you. You didn’t deserve that at all.”

This was the first time she had ever apologized. Even when you find out, she never took accountability which was another reason why you were so pissed and hurt. So this meant a lot to you. “Thanks for apologizing. I know I wasn’t the greatest girlfriend but damn, that was really fucked.”

Madison let out a laugh, “no fucking shit.”

“Why’d you do it?”

Madison sighed, “because we weren’t working and I was scared of saying something. And I didn’t want to lose you so I thought that if I did what I did, I could still have you. I know I should have told you how I felt but I didn’t want to own up to my own feelings.”

You nodded, trying to process what she was saying. “It really fucked me up, you know.”

“I know and I’ll spend the rest of my life apologizing if I need to. And I hope you can forgive me. If I could go back, you know I’d never do it.”

“I know.”

“So, friends?” she asked, nudging you with her fist. 

“Friends.” You fist bumped her, resulting in the two of you laughing. You finally got the closure you needed with Madison and it made you feel really good. As if a weight was lifted off of your shoulders.

“Hey Y/n,” she whispered, causing you to look at her. “Why is Paige Bueckers staring me down like she wants to kill me?”

“What?” You whipped your head towards your right and stood across the club was Paige, a drink in her hand and Aubrey standing next to her. Aubrey was saying something to Paige when you both made eye contact. You realized then what it had looked like. That you were there at the club with your ex-girlfriend. The same ex-girlfriend that Paige grew to hate after she had spent days comforting you when she cheated on you.

Paige set down her drink and walked away. You wasted no time in following after her, trying to get her to stop walking. “Paige, wait.” You were both now outside the building when she continued walking. “Paige, I promise it was not what it looked like.”

Paige stopped, turning around. Your breath hitched. You hadn’t been this close to her in days. You took in the sight of her, wanting to run into her arms. “So you want me to believe you weren’t here with her?”

You walked slowly towards her. “I wasn’t. I was here with my friends and we bumped into each other. What you saw at the bar was just her apologizing for what she did. Nothing else.”

“And what you forgave her? Do you remember what she fucking did to you? I had to watch you cry over her for days and I held you to try to go to sleep because you couldn’t sleep on your own because of her. And everything’s fine now?” Her voice raised.

You took in all of her words. “I can’t hate her anymore, Paige. Anyway, that’s not the point,” you said and she looked at you confused. “I should have gone after you when you left my place but I was scared. I do want to be your girlfriend, you have no idea. I’m scared that I won’t be a good one. That’s why I keep pushing you away.”

Paige’s expression softened. “You could have told me.”

“I should have, I know. But I’m doing it now.” You were now close to her and she watched your every move. “I do want to be with you. And when I’m not around you, I miss you like crazy. These past few months haven’t meant nothing to me. They’ve been everything to me. Please give me another chance.”

Paige stayed silent and you worried yourself for what you thought her response would be. “You’re all I can think about, Y/n. I want you to be my girlfriend but I don’t want to force you into it if that’s not what you want.”

“No,” you said, “I really want that. I’m yours in every way you want.”

“Fuck,” she muttered before crashing her lips onto yours, her hands wrapped around your waist. “I’m yours too.”

[katemartinismywife]

just friends? - n.m

☺︎ nika muhl ☺︎

UCONN had just won the Big East Championship and was having a post-game get-together at the shared apartment of KK and Westly. Westly was a sports medicine student, so she knew all of the girls on the team. Westly was currently sitting in between the legs of Nika as some of the girls played uno.

"Boy you know you cheated" Paige yelled slamming her cards on the table and laughing. "You just mad you lost" KK laughed running around the apartment causing the rest of the girls to laugh. Nika wrapped small pieces of Westly's curl around her finger and let them bounce.

"Having fun?" Westly looked up at her smiling. "You're so pretty" Nika responded looking over her features. Westly hid her blush and looked back at the girls. "Are you lovebirds going to come play now" Azzi spoke smiling looking at the two.

Westly flipped off the girl and stood up walking to the kitchen. After working their game and all the fun they were having Westly was extremely tired. She expected most of the girls to be spending the night, so she laid out blankets and pillows for them to fight over.

"Thanks, mom" Ice smiled at the girl from where she was sitting. "You're so welcome don't tell your siblings but your my favorite" Westly spoke loud enough for Paige, Azzi, and Nika to hear.

"Wow! My mom hates me" Paige exaggerated pretending to faint on Azzi. "Goodnight children" Westly hugged everyone purposely leaving out Nika and walking to her room.

Westly was out of the shower and walked out of her room seeing Nika lying on her stomach with her eyes closed. Westly walked over to the girl to see if she was asleep. "Go shower" She pulled Nika to sit up. "Don't go to sleep without me" Nika told her walking to the bathroom with some of Westly's clothes.

Westly accidentally fell asleep, but woke up as soon as she felt Nika slide under her. "I told you not to go to sleep" Nika frowned. "I'm sorry" Westly turned around so she could face Nika. Nika rested her head against Westly's shoulder and wrapped her right arm around her waist.

Westly placed her finger under Nika's chin and pulled it up so she could look at her eyes. Nika hummed asking what was wrong. Westly connected their lips slowly moving them. Nika gripped her waist pulling her closer.

Eventually, they pulled apart going back to their cuddling position and falling asleep to the laughter of the rest of the girls in the living room.

"I have to go" Nika gently woke up Westly letting her know she had to leave for team breakfast. Westly nodded leaning up for a kiss. Nika blushed giving her a gentle kiss. "I'll see you later" She kissed Westly on the forehead and closed the bedroom door behind her.

"Look who it is" Paige teased stretching her arms. "Shut up"

"So do you like her?" Azzi asked the question everyone was thinking. Nika nodded blushing. "She likes you to trust" KK spoke smiling at the girl in front of her. "We were all waiting for you two to finally notice your feelings for each other" Aaliyah shrugged.

"What?"

"You can see it in the way you guys look at each other"

"Last night you two couldn't keep your hands off each other"

"The next great love story"

[vendrea]

Who’s on the Phone?

◖◗ pairing: nika muhl x fem!reader

mentions of alcohol

i’ve been feeling a little angsty | ib: Ring by Cardi B (feat. Kehlani)

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drea speaks! i like to incorporate latina influence in my work so that’s why “amor” is mentioned y pq es para mi gente so chicas lo hago por ustedes ! #laslatinasparanikamuhl 😸

“I just love to know you wanna spend time with me instead

Now you all caught up, yeah”

◖◗ You play for the Aces, and your girlfriend, Nika plays for Seattle Storm. This is your first attempt at a long distance relationship and it’s harder than you thought.

wc: 1.6k

It’s been 17 days since you returned to Las Vegas after playing in seattle against their WNBA team. You’re holding a post-dub kickback at your apartment with your teammates; Kate and her girlfriend, A’ja, Kelsey, and Kierstan.

After an unkept promise of daily FaceTime calls with your girlfriend, missing one or two the last two days, you see your phone flashing from the corner of your eye.

With your blurred vision and clouded headspace combined, it took you a moment to realize it was Nika. You pick up the phone with no hesitation, “Oh my gosh, heyy baby.” You say, your words a little slurred, the shot you downed before starting to hit. Although, you didn’t receive a pleasured response from the girl on the other line.

Nika’s face drops at your tipsy state, irritation and concern written all over her face. She narrows her eyes as she looks at you, “Are you drunk?!”

Taken aback from her exclamation you attempt to shush her, “Shh. You’re so loud, and no, i’m not drunk. If I were, so what?” You roll your eyes, because you really weren’t in the mood to be told off like a child by their mother. Nika’s irritation rises as you answer her question with an attitude, her face contorting in annoyance as she stares at you through the screen.

“So what? We’ve talked about this before! You know I don’t like it when you get drunk, especially with all those pretty girls around you.”

You can’t help but laugh at the helpless Croatian’s frustration. “Oh my gosh, babe. You’re being dramatic, they’re my teammates. And it’s my house so it’s not like i’m at a bar, i’m safe. I wouldn’t bring anyone I think you’d disapprove of through that door” You try to reassure her, but you seem to speak to soon. Your teammate Kierstan comes in the picture, wrapping her arm around your neck with a slurred ‘Heyy!’

Nika’s eyes widen, her eyes darting across your screen. Her expression hardens, her jaw clenched as she spoke through gritted teeth, “Babe… who is that?”

“This is my teammate Kierstan, say hi Kier.” Nika’s hairs stand up at the way your nickname for the girl beside you rolls off your alcohol-laced tongue, infuriating her even more.

She bites her lip, trying to keep her anger under control but failing as she speaks “And why is she clinging onto you like that?”, deadpanning.

You feel the color draw out of your face, trying to shrug Kierstan off which she does compliantly, before she moves out of frame into the living room with your other teammates. “Sorry babe, she’s a little drunk.” You try to defend the situation, feeling kind of nervous on Nika’s reaction.

Nika’s anger doesn’t subsiside at your words, feeling like you’re not taking the situation as seriously as you should be.

She lets out a frustrated huff through her nose “You should tell her to cool it then… and maybe she should go home, ‘cause I don’t want to see her back again at yours”, she barked.

Her possessiveness would’ve been more of a turn on if you weren’t in frustrating turmoil with the brunette.

As you relocate to your bedroom for privacy, Nika can’t help but bring up the lack of communication between you two the past couple of days, adding it to the long list of things pissing her off at the moment.

You rub the temples of your head, “Can we not do this tonight? I said I’m sorry baby, what more can I say? I’ll make it up to you.”

Nika lets out an exasperated scoff, not satisfied with your half-hearted apology.

She crosses her arms over her chest and glares at you through the phone screen, her annoyance and hurt evident in her voice, “I don’t know, Y/N… maybe you could start by actually picking up my calls when you say you will?”

“I mean I picked up this call? I’ve just been busy with my team on court and off. You should be able to understand that Niks.” You start defensively, but waver your defense as you continue to explain. Nika furrows her eyebrows in irritation, your dismissive words only adding fuel to the fire of her hurt and anger.

“I know you’ve been busy, but you don’t think I am as well? I’m busy too, but I still make time for you… and you know that’s the only time I get to talk to you since you’re all the way in Las Vegas now!”

A pang of guilt hits your chest, leaving you two in silence for a few moments, there was nothing to argue against that. She was right. “I’ll try harder for you amor, I swear.” You say softly, fully processing your contemplation around Nika’s words.

Nika's anger ebbs slightly as she sees the look of guilt on your face, knowing that you finally realize the effect your lack of communication has on her.

She lets out a sigh, her shoulders slouching slightly as her expression softens "just... try harder, please. I don't like going a day or two without hearing from you, especially after you promised me all those Facetime calls. It’s hard enough when I can’t see you for another two and a half weeks.”

You nod, your mood completely shifted from the unraveled events of the call, paired with the lingering alcohol. A wave of sadness hitting you, you quickly try to dismiss exchanging conversation with your girlfriend any further.

"Goodnight, I love you. I'll talk to you tomorrow." You let the girl across the screen know you’re saying your goodbyes.

Nika's heart aches at the sudden change in your tone, sensing the sadness and guilt in your words.

She nods and musters up a small smile, trying to hide her own hurt and disappointment from your words "Yeah... goodnight. I love you too...", her accent slipping out

She's about to end the call, but pauses at the last second "Hey... um, can I ask you something before you go?"

Your shoulders tense up, you don’t know whether you can mentally take another ounce of this conversation, but you give your girl a confirmation with a subtle head nod.

"Yeah, what's up?"

Nika's eyes dart down away from the screen for a moment before looking back up at you, her voice slightly shaky as she speaks

"Um... I just wanted to ask... when's the last time you went to the club while in Las Vegas?"

You're taken aback from the random and unlikely question, as your girlfriend’s always had a confident and quite cocky attitude. "Uhm, maybe like the other week? My team likes post celebrations, Why?"

Her eyes dim slightly at your answer, a slight frown forming on her face.

She tries to brush off the erupting feeling of insecurity in her chest as she asks her next question, "And um.. are there a lot of girls there?"

"Niks," You say softly, before continuing,

"If you're worried about me eyeing other girls or doing some sneaky shit, trust me, I only have eyes for you." Nika's frown deepens and her eyes flicker downward again as you say her nickname, rushing guilt hitting her for even questioning your loyalty. She looks back up at you, trying to keep the worry and insecurity out of her voice "I'm sorry... I know, it's just... I can't help but worry when you're in that environment with all those pretty girls. Especially whenever you don't talk to me for days at a time..."

"You're my pretty girl baby. None of those other girls matter. And again, i'm sorry for not taking the time to call you these past two days, I really don't know what else or more you want me to say, I've said i'll make it up to you..." You say in defeat, the constant mention making you more upset than you realize.

Nika feels her anger melt away as you speak, your words soothing her worries and insecurities, but at the same time making her feel guilty that she's upsetting you.

She lets out a sigh and runs a hand through her hair, her voice quiet and sheepish "I know, and you don't have to say anything else. I guess I just get a bit jealous sometimes... I mean, these girls get to see you and talk to you and be around you all the time..."

"But I don't talk to them babe. I'm only ever with my teammates or my friends.

Any other girl that isn't you isn't even a thought that comes across my mind." You say sternly, you truly wanted the girl to believe your words. “Nobody can compare to you."

Nika feels her heart flutter in her chest at your words, your reassurance and adoration for her washing over her like a wave of peace and comfort.

She nods, a small smile forming on her face as she looks at you through the screen, the worry and jealousy gradually fading from her eyes

"I know, I know... I just really miss you y'know? So sometimes I get all insecure and I'm so sorry for acting the way I did. I should've been more understanding and I trust you, I really do."

"It’s okay baby, I get it when your states away. Don't stress about it okay? I love you the same, that'll never change.

Goodnight babe."

Nika nods and lets out a long sigh, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders

She gives you a little smile and bites her lip, looking down then back up at you through the screen

"Okay... I love you so much... goodnight.

Get some rest, alright?"

"I will baby." You return a smile, and blow her a kiss before hanging up. Before you hit the hay, you order Nika a bouquet of her favorite flowers with a box of chocolates that'll arrive on her doorstep when she wakes up.

[dominicatale]

Another sleepless night

[cosmopretty]

Context: Both Nika and Paige have feelings for you, and were jealous of one another. So when Paige makes a joke about being the only woman to make you squirt Nika had to prove her wrong.

Warnings: threesome, fingering, pussy eating, smut, nsfw

a/n: I POSTED THIS AGAIN JUST FOR YOU GUYS B/C I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH <3

It wasn't that you were oblivious and didn't know that Nika and Paige were always flirting with you. It was that you liked it, the attention they gave you, how they treated you like a princess and not to mention how hot they were. They both liked you and secretly they liked each other but neither of the two would ever admit it aloud.

With Nika it was touching you in some way, the girl would hold you forever if she could. She always had an arm around your shoulders or waist and she loved calling you pretty nicknames in Croation because it drove Paige crazy.

With Paige she loved buying you gifts and telling you how beautiful you were. To her you were the most beautiful woman she's ever seen. Every time Nika saw Paige whispering in your ear it drove her crazy.

Everything was a competition between them, if Paige got you to blush Nika was going to make you blush harder. If Nika you a gift, Paige would go get one more expensive. It was game between them, to see who was better for you when in reality they both were.

Which is what led you here naked on Paige's bed with Nika's head between your thighs.

The Croatian girls tongue circles your clit as two of her fingers pump inside of you. You already came once only moments ago and she was already pushing you to another. A hand slides its way around your throat and makes you look up, as you stare up at Paige she bends down kissing your soft lips.

Paige being the cocky girl she was made a joke earlier saying she was the only woman to ever make you squirt. When Nika heard her she knew she had to prove the girl wrong so here you three were.

You moan accidentally detaching your lips from the kiss as Nika's fingers start moving faster and deeper inside of you. Her fingers hit that sweet spot inside of you that makes your head all fuzzy.

"Come on princess you gonna cum again” Nika says pulling away from your clit to look at you from between your thighs.

Nodding your head up and down, you feel Paige's hands move down to your breasts each one massaging your body. You can feel yourself getting closer by the second. Paige's thumbs rub against your harden nipples "Go on babygirl cum for Nika" she whispers kissing down your neck.

All the sensations from the two girls were too much and you can feel yourself squeezing tighter around Nika's fingers. With Paige's hands on your boobs and Nika's fingers inside of you all of it was too much.

"Mm fuck I'm gonna - gonna cum please" You whine your legs starting to shake around Nika’s head.

The brunette moves down to suck your clit harshly pushing you over the edge once again. You felt something snap as you came your juices squirting all over the girl "Fuck- fuck, sorry” you apologize out of breath, as your still leaking all over her and the sheets.

You lay back in the bed leaning against Paige weakly as she wraps her arms around you "Guess I'm not the only one" she mumbles kissing your temple.

Nika licks her lips pulling her fingers out of you slowly wiping her mouth with the back of her hand "See whatever you can do I can do better" the Croatian smirks winking at the girl as she leans over your body kissing your lips.

Paige shakes her head "I bet I could make her cum faster than you" she says staring daggers at her friend.

The brunette raises her brows "Oh really?Let's see" she says moves off of your body grabbing her phone "I'll time you" she tells you.

As Paige goes to move, you shake your head "Wait, no- hold on give me a minute" You say still catching your breath.

Before you can even turn your head Paige is already off the bed fastening the strap around her hips. You look at Paige and groan "I'm not gonna be able to walk tomorrow" you say aloud.

"Oh don't worry princess when she's done fucking you, I'll be here to fuck you after" Nika smirks kissing your cheek getting up to go grab her strap.

[goldfades]

★ AND YOU SAY I ABANDONED THE SHIP / BUT I WAS GOING DOWN WITH IT / MY WHITE KNUCKLE DYING GRIP / SO HOW MUCH SAD DID YOU THINK I HAD, DID YOU THINK I HAD IN ME? / HOW MUCH TRAGEDY? / JUST HOW LOW DID YOU THINK I'D GO? ─── PB⁵ (part 1/2)

❪ requested -> paige and ex gf!reader that plays on iowa where theres a lot of tension on the court bc they ended on rough terms but u can see that they still care abt each other yet have to prioritize the game // hii could u write for paige x ex gf iowa!reader where they play against each other in the final four and everyone can tell theres sm tension on the court between them bc they ended on rough terms ? they still care abt each other a lot but r forced to put those feelings aside for the sake of the game (but they def had a talk afterwards) - u can make it so that iowa still won or uconn won i think either one would be interesting ! tysm ❫ part two!!!!!!!!!!

─ warnings | ANGSTTTTT!!!!!! mentions of transfers, fighting, paige being a BITCHHHH LIKE so mean (but its for the plot trust), banter at the end, mention of cc and kate martin, jealous!paige

─ ev's notes | tried a new format for the third little part thingy idk if yall like it but lmk (like the iowa game part)

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JUNE 2022

Y/N L/N ANNOUNCES ENTERS THE TRANSFER PORTAL AFTER ALLEGED DISAGREEMENT OVER PLAYING TIME. In a surprising turn of events, UConn defensive star Y/N L/N has announced her decision to enter the transfer portal.

Despite the official narrative focusing on playing time, insiders report that L/N's decision is rooted in a desire to find a new environment where she can heal and focus on her game without the added stress of her recent breakup with Paige Bueckers, another star player for the Huskies. The emotional toll of the split has reportedly affected her performance and well-being, prompting her to make a fresh start at another school.

UConn’s coaching staff and teammates have expressed their support for L/N, acknowledging the challenges she has faced. "Y/N is an incredible athlete and person," said Coach Geno Auriemma. "We respect her decision and wish her nothing but the best in her future endeavors."

As L/N navigates this difficult period, she remains committed to her basketball career and is looking forward to finding a new team where she can continue to shine both on and off the court. While the specifics of her next move remained uncertain for a short time, it has now been confirmed that she will be transferring to Iowa.

Fans and fellow players have taken to social media to show their support for L/N, emphasizing the importance of mental health and personal well-being in the demanding world of collegiate sports. Iowa's coaching staff has expressed their excitement about welcoming L/N to the team. "We are thrilled to have Y/N join us," said Coach Lisa Bluder. "She brings exceptional talent and experience to our program, and we are committed to supporting her both on and off the court."

As Y/N L/N begins her new journey with the Iowa Hawkeyes, there is no doubt that she will continue to be a formidable presence in collegiate basketball. Her resilience and determination promise to make her time at Iowa just as remarkable as her tenure at UConn.

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"So you're really doing it?" Paige's expression was unimpressed, bordering disgusted as she pushed herself between you and the door.

You sniffled, glaring at the blonde. "Get out of my way, Paige."

She crossed her arms, standing firm. "So that's it? You're just going to run away? Because of us?"

"It's not about that," you snapped, the weight of your duffel bag making your shoulder ache. "It's about me needing to be okay. And I can't do that here."

Paige's eyes softened for a moment, but she didn't budge. "Y/N, we're a team. You can't just leave us like this. Leave me like this."

You shook your head, frustration boiling over. "This isn't about the team. This is about us, Paige. I can't be around you every day, pretending like everything's fine when it's not. I'm not okay with being on the same team as you, do you get that, Paige?"

Paige's expression flickered with a mix of anger and something else — maybe hurt. "You think Iowa is going to magically fix everything? Running away doesn't solve anything, I promise you that."

You took a deep breath, trying to steady yourself. "This isn't running away. This is me choosing to put myself first for once. I have to do this."

"What happened to loyalty? As soon as things get hard, you're running away! How does that make sense?" Paige let out a bitter laugh as you bit your lip, trying your best not to blow up. "God, what is wrong with you?"

You couldn't hold it in anymore. "You shouldn't be talking about loyalty, Paige! You left me, remember? We've been through-"

"Don't you dare say it, Y/N." Paige's voice was sharp, but you pressed on, the dam of emotions breaking.

"We've been through so much together, and you just threw it all away! You can't expect me to stay here and pretend like everything's fine when it's not."

Paige's eyes blazed with anger. "Oh, don't turn this around on me! You think you're the only one who got hurt? You think it was easy for me to make that decision? You're such a selfish-"

"Selfish?" you interrupted, your voice rising, ringing throughout the locker room. "I'm selfish for wanting to protect my mental health? I'm selfish for needing to get away from the constant reminder of what we had and lost?"

"You're selfish for abandoning the team! For abandoning me!" Paige shouted, her voice cracking. "Do you have any idea what it's going to be like without you here?"

"You don't get to play the victim," you shot back, tears streaming down your face as you sniffled. "You're the one who ended things. You don't get to decide how I cope with that."

Paige took a step closer, her face contorted with rage. "Fine, go to Iowa. Run away like a little pussy. But don't you dare come back and expect everything to be okay. Don't you dare think you can just waltz back into our lives when it suits you."

"That's not what I'm doing," you retorted, your voice shaking as you averted your gaze. "I need this, Paige. I need to get away from you."

"Then go!" she yelled, her voice echoing in the empty locker room. "But don't expect me to forgive you for this. For leaving when things got tough. For being a pussy."

"Oh, really?" You laughed, anger filling your body. "Fuck you. I thought we could be mature, but apparently we can't."

Paige's eyes flashed with fury. "Mature? You're the one who's bailing when things get hard! That's not mature, that's cowardly."

You clenched your fists, trying to keep your composure. "You think this is easy for me? You think I want to leave? I'm doing this because I have to, not because I want to. I'm trying to survive, Paige!"

"Survive?" she scoffed, stepping closer. "What about me? What about the team? We need you, and you're just walking away."

"I'm not your crutch," you shot back. "You have no right to make me feel guilty for taking care of myself. This isn't just about you, Paige. This is about my sanity, my well-being."

Paige's face twisted with a mix of anger and hurt. "Fine, go ahead and leave. But don't expect me to be here waiting for you when you decide to come back."

"I don't expect anything from you anymore," you replied coldly. "I'm done expecting anything from you."

Paige's expression darkened further, and she took another step closer, her voice lowering to a venomous whisper. "You know what? Maybe it's good you're leaving. No one needs your drama and bullshit. You're not as important as you think you are."

The words stung, cutting deeper than you expected. But Paige wasn't finished. "And let's be real, Y/N, Iowa's not going to "fix" you. You're still going to be the same fucked-up person, running from your problems. Maybe if you weren't so broken, none of this would have happened."

You felt as though the air had been sucked out of the room. Her words were like a knife twisting in your gut. You blinked back tears, feeling your heart shatter into even smaller pieces. "You... you have no idea what I've been through," you whispered, your voice barely audible. "To get here, to prove myself to everyone."

"Clearly, I don't," Paige shot back, her voice full of disdain. "Because if I did, maybe I would've seen what a complete waste of time it was to care about you."

The finality of her words was like a slap in the face. You stood there, stunned, feeling the weight of her anger and your own heartbreak. Without another word, you turned and walked out of the locker room, each step feeling heavier than the last.

As you stepped outside, the cool evening air did little to soothe the burning pain in your chest. Iowa was waiting, but now it felt more like an escape from a nightmare than a fresh start. You knew you could never go back, not after what had been said. The bridge between you and Paige was not just burned — it was incinerated.

Driving away, tears blurred your vision. The future was uncertain, and the path ahead seemed daunting. But one thing was clear: you were done with Paige, done with the hold she had over you. It was time to find a place where you could heal, far away from the person who had just torn your heart apart.

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NOVEMBER 2022

"Welcome, everyone, to what promises to be an exciting game tonight!" The commentator's voice boomed through the arena. "We have Iowa facing off against Ohio State, and all eyes are on Y/N L/N, the transfer from UConn. Let's see how she gels with her new teammates, especially standout stars Caitlin Clark and Kate Martin."

"Y/N L/N, the former UConn star who made headlines with her controversial transfer, had seamlessly integrated herself into the Iowa lineup. Her defensive prowess, combined with her sharp shooting skills, had brought a new dimension to the team's gameplay."

"And there she is, folks! Y/N L/N, number 89, making her presence felt on both ends of the court. She's been a force to be reckoned with tonight, shutting down opponents left and right while sinking those crucial shots when her team needs them most."

From the moment the game tipped off, Y/N was in her element. She moved with a grace and confidence that captivated the audience, her presence on the court undeniable. Within minutes, it was clear that she had found her rhythm with her new team.

"Clark passes the ball to L/N... she fakes, drives to the basket... and what a beautiful layup! L/N puts Iowa on the board first with an impressive move."

The crowd erupted in cheers, and Y/N's teammates swarmed her, sharing her excitement. Clark gave her an encouraging pat on the back as she jogged back on defense.

"That's the kind of play Iowa fans were hoping to see from L/N," the commentator continued. "She brings a fresh energy and versatility to this team."

As the game progressed, Y/N's synergy with her teammates became even more apparent. She seamlessly integrated into the flow of Iowa’s offense, making smart passes and setting effective screens.

"Clark with the ball now, looking for an opening... she finds L/N at the top of the key. L/N drives, kicks it out to Martin on the wing... and it's a three! Kate Martin nails the shot, and L/N gets the assist."

Kate Martin and Caitlin Clark were all smiles, high-fiving Y/N as they took a moment to savor the play. The three of them were quickly becoming a formidable trio on the court, their chemistry undeniable.

"Y/N L/N is not just playing well—she's thriving," the commentator observed. "Her ability to read the game and make those around her better is exactly what Iowa needed."

In the second half, Y/N continued to shine, her defensive efforts just as impressive as her offensive contributions. She hustled for rebounds, dove for loose balls, and her tenacity was infectious.

"Ohio State struggling to get past L/N's defense... and she steals it! L/N on the fast break now... passes to Clark, who finishes with a perfect layup! What a dynamic duo!"

As the final buzzer sounded, Iowa secured a decisive victory. The scoreboard read 82-67, and Y/N's performance was a significant part of that success.

"And that's the game! Iowa takes the win, and what a debut for Y/N L/N. She finishes with 12 points, 7 assists, and 5 rebounds. An all-around stellar performance."

"And there you have it, folks! A stunning performance from the Iowa Hawkeyes, led by the dynamic trio of L/N, Martin, and Clark. With players like these, the sky's the limit for this team, and the rest of the league better watch out!"

As Y/N waved to the cheering crowd, she couldn't help but smile. This was the fresh start she needed, and it was only the beginning.

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"Great game tonight, ladies!" The reporter started, a broad smile on her face. "Y/N, this was your debut with Iowa, and you were nothing short of fantastic out there. How does it feel to be part of this team?"

You smiled, your eyes twinkling with a mix of relief and joy. "It feels incredible. The support from the coaching staff, my teammates, and the fans has been amazing. I couldn't have asked for a better start here at Iowa."

Caitlin, sitting to your right, nodded enthusiastically. "Y/N has been a fantastic addition. Her energy and skills have really brought a new dynamic to our team."

Kate Martin chimed in, a playful grin on her face. "Yeah, she fits right in. It's like she's been here all along, like seriously."

The reporter continued, "Y/N, you and Caitlin seemed to have an almost telepathic connection on the court tonight. Can you tell us a bit about how you've built such strong chemistry so quickly?"

You glanced at Caitlin, who gave you an encouraging nod. "Honestly, it's been pretty natural. Cait is such a smart player, and she makes it easy to connect and play off each other. We've been putting in a lot of extra time together, and it's really paying off."

Caitlin added, "Y/N is a hard worker, and her basketball IQ is off the charts. We clicked from day one, and it's only getting better."

Kate, not wanting to be left out, jumped in with a laugh. "Don't forget about me! The three of us have really gelled as a unit. We push each other to be better every day."

You put your arm around the blonde, earning a laugh from her. "Don't worry, Katie we wouldn't leave you out."

The reporter smiled, clearly enjoying the dynamic. "It's great to see such strong teamwork and friendship! What's next for this Iowa team? How are you planning to build on tonight's performance?"

You looked thoughtful for a moment before answering. "We're just going to keep working hard, stay focused, and take it one game at a time. Tonight was a great win, but we know there's a lot of work ahead of us."

Caitlin nodded in agreement. "Absolutely. We have high expectations for ourselves, and we know we can achieve great things if we stick together and keep pushing."

Kate leaned in, her expression serious but with a hint of a smile. "We're aiming high. We want to make a deep run this season, and with Y/N on board, we feel like we can compete with anyone."

The interview wrapped up, and as the cameras turned off, the three players shared a group hug, your bond clear for everyone to see.

As they headed back to the locker room, Caitlin threw an arm around your shoulders. "You did great tonight. Welcome to the team, officially."

Kate added, "Yeah, we're glad to have you, Y/N. And this is just the beginning, trust."

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"The fuck," Paige grumbled as she watched the post-game interview on TV, bitterness clear on her face. Nika and Aubrey exchanged amused glances as they watched Paige, who's eyes were glued on the screens.

Despite the fallout with Paige, you were still close with the rest of the team. You wouldn't let Paige get in between you and your old team, no matter the circumstances.

Paige's gaze finally averted from the screen, looking at the girls. "Does this shit not bother you guys like, not even a little bit?"

"Nah, P." Nika responded as she sighed, leaning back on the couch. "We're proud of her."

Aubrey continued, her tone gentle but firm. "I mean, you guys dated and shit. There's bound to be some bitter feelings, y'know."

Paige scoffed, crossing her arms tightly. "Yeah, well, it still sucks seeing her over there, acting like everything's fine."

Nika gave Paige a sympathetic look. "I get it, Paige. It's hard seeing someone you care about move on, especially after everything you two went through. But she's doing what's best for her. You have to respect that."

Aubrey nodded in agreement. "And honestly, she's killing it over there. Seeing her happy and thriving makes us happy, too. It's not about choosing sides—it's about supporting our friend."

"Did you hear her?" Their words went in one ear and out the other, her gaze turning back to the TV. "Oh Katie! We'd never leave you out. Like shut up," she mocked as Aubrey let out a laugh.

It was obvious she was jealous, it was a rare sight for the usually, confident blonde. Nika and Aubrey exchanged another glance, this time with knowing smiles. They could see right through Paige's facade.

"Wow, Paige, are you actually jealous?" Aubrey teased, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Never thought I'd see the day."

Paige rolled her eyes but couldn't hide the blush creeping up her cheeks. "I'm not jealous," she protested, though her tone lacked conviction. "I just don't like seeing her act all buddy-buddy with them."

"Sure," Nika said, leaning back and stretching. "It's just because she's happy and thriving without you, right?"

Paige shot her a glare, but there was no real heat behind it. "Shut up, Nika."

Aubrey laughed again, patting Paige on the shoulder. "It's okay to admit you miss her, Paige. We all miss her. But she's doing what she needs to do, and we have to respect that."

"I do respect that." Paige interjected, her voice defensive. The three of them quieted down, continuing watching the TV. "I guess she has a thing for blondes," she mumbled under her breathe.

"Come on, Paige!" Nika groaned as Aubrey began to laugh uncontrollably. "Stop encouraging her, Aubrey."

Paige rolled her eyes, a faint smirk playing on her lips despite herself. "What? It's true. First me, now Kate. Seems like she has a type. Blonde, 6ft and hoopers, I mean..."

Aubrey wiped away a tear from laughing so hard. "Oh my god, Paige. You're insane."

Nika shook her head, trying to suppress her own laughter. "First, you are not 6ft. And maybe it's time to focus on your game and let Y/N do her thing. You can't keep dwelling on this."

"Yes, I am! With shoes, I am." Paige sighed, the humor fading from her expression. "And I know. It's just hard, you know? Seeing her so happy without me. Without us."

Aubrey softened, leaning in to give Paige a reassuring pat on the back. "You'll get there. It just takes time. And who knows, maybe this will be a good thing for both of you in the long run."

Paige nodded, her eyes drifting back to the screen where Y/N was still beaming in the post-game interview. "Yeah, maybe you're right."

Nika stood up, stretching her arms above her head. "Alright, enough of this. Let's hit the gym. We have a season to focus on, and we need you at your best, Paige."

Paige took a deep breath, standing up as well. "You're right. Let's go."

Aubrey joined them, a supportive smile on her face. "That's the spirit. And remember, we're here for you, no matter what."

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[mayghosts]

Touch Starved: Paige Bueckers x Reader

Summary: Paige is tired and cold, you like blondes

Warnings: fluff fluff fluff + comfort, not proof read

AN: haven't written for blondie in a hot minute, hope this feeds my Paige girlies out there 🫶

You stepped out of the bathroom in your pjs and flicked your lights off, slipping under your duvet you felt the exhaustion hit you like a train. Pre-season workouts with Geno and the UConn staff were always so tiring and you could feel your muscles cramping and aching already. Just as you were about to close your eyes, your bedroom door flung open to reveal a freshly showered and energized Nika Mühl.

“Heyy, sorry I didn't know you were asleep-” you propped yourself up on your elbows, squinting at the girl in the doorway. “But I invited the team over, you know, pizza… bonding…” you groaned, rolling your eyes and glaring at the girl. “You don't need to come out, but they're coming in like ten minutes and there will be pizza!” blinking absently at the girl you finally gave her a response “Can you get out please?” Smiling and nodding, Nika quietly shut the door.

Thirty minutes later you woke up to voices in your living room. Grumbling, you swung your legs out of bed and made your way into the kitchen in search of water. Shuffling into the kitchen you silently waved to Aubrey who immediately greeted you. As you stood in the fridge light, waiting for your cup to fill, you felt a presence behind you.

“Hey.” Spinning around you were met with an equally tired Paige. “Hi…you okay?” it was quiet for a moment, “uhh…yeah yeah! Just tired.” Grabbing your water and flicking the spout off, you moved to sit on the counter.

“You did really great in practice today, you look a lot stronger. Not that you weren't strong before but… God, I'm so tired.” She buried her head in her hands. You giggled before sliding off the counter and wrapping your arms around her torso.

You could feel her melt in your arms, her hands gripping the fabric of your sweatshirt. “Sorry” you pulled away, holding her arms. “Want to go take a nap?”

As you slipped into your bed, you could feel her scooch closer and pull you into her chest. As you laid there, breathing in her minty body wash and running your hands through her hair, you could feel time slow. Suddenly tomorrows 5 AM workout seemed so far away and all that mattered was the feeling of her thigh pressed against your leg and the warmth the radiated from your bodies.

“You know I'm here for you right?” you pulled away slightly looking at her face in the dark. “If you ever wanna talk?” A small smile grew on her face as she pulled you back in, squeezing you tighter. “I know,” her voice came out small “Please don't let go yet…”

“I won’t… I promise.”

[girlokwhatever]

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And I Only Have Eyes For You

a/n: I know this was supposed to be out ages ago, but shit happens and then we die right, there’s no reason to fret now:) also I dropped my phone and now it’s all cracked also I got into a really good school

W.C. - 5.6 k

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Watching on in stone cold fear as the girl sits down beside him, her lips meeting his cheek as his hand comes down to lay on her thigh, seeing the muscles in the man’s forearm flex as he leans back in his seat.

Em’s elbow digs into your side after a few seconds, almost like she’s telling you to do something, react, at least slap a smile onto your face instead of the almost permanent look of shock currently donning it. Nika’s eyes scan over you, flitting from your hair down to the exposed skin at the top of your chest, and as her eyes meet yours, there’s a sure glint of recognition within them.

“I haven’t done anything, thank you very much.” You see the way Em rolls her eyes playfully, waving her hands around as she proclaims her innocence.

“Nika meet my very annoying little sister, and her friend.” The pained smile on his face catches your attention for a mere second or two, the hand appearing in your line of sight breaks the steady stare at the man.

Hearing how Nika introduces herself to the girl beside you just makes you fall back into that almost sedative state, face lacking emotion, eyes turned downwards making you look at the table, a faint tint of pink dusting your cheeks.

You completely miss the small, tender smile the Croatian directs towards you, and the way she almost leans down in an attempt to catch your eye. Em’s uncharacteristically sharp elbow digs into your side again and you return the favour quickly, her yelp almost ringing out through the entire restaurant as she glares at you.

“I’m sorry my friend’s a bit of an idiot.” She sends a teasing smirk your way as you refrain from hitting her right there in the middle of the restaurant, the menacing look she sends you almost nightmare fuel.

“The call is coming from inside the house Em.” That’s all it takes for them to start arguing with each other in hushed voices, not really wanting to disturb the rest of the guests like they usually did. As far as you knew, the siblings argued more than enough for you to regret ever even wanting to have a sibling.

Looking at them through the corner of your eye, you once again don’t notice the curious gaze of the beautiful girl across from you, her eyes flitting over your features in an attempt to remember where exactly it was she recognised you from.

“I’m Nika.” Her voice makes shivers run down your spine, steady eyes fixed on yours almost making you more nervous than necessary. All of a sudden her hand is right in front of your face, the perfectly manicured nails that would feel oh so nice running down your arm on full display, likely only for the time being since you were pretty sure preseason training was starting soon.

Looking at her cluelessly, it takes you a few fair seconds to grasp her warm hand in your cold one, her soft skin against yours almost waking you from your stupor. Slapping a kind smile on your face, you shake her hand just as you were taught all your life, only pulling your hand back when it was appropriate.

“Yeah I almost gathered that much, you introduced yourself to Em before.” A teasing look makes its way onto your face, the older girl rolling her eyes playfully at the banter.

“So…you’re not going to tell me your name?” Nika places her chin onto her hand, her head now propped up with her fingers covering her mouth and the mischievous smile stretched over her lips.

“Do you not like the mystery?” Your tongue comes out to wet your lips, ring clad fingers tangling together in front of you like that of a super villain. The brunette’s eyes follow your every move, from staring intently at your lips to glancing down at your fingers knitting together and then back up to see the amused glint in your eye.

“Are we in Scooby Doo or something?” Leaning back into the backrest of your seat, you smile brightly at the girl across from you, shrugging your shoulders in amusement.

“Alright, you got me there love, I’m an open book, ask me whatever you want and I’ll answer truthfully.” Sitting back in your seat, you wait for her first question to come, for the accented voice that intrigues you so much to inquire about you.

“Your name?” It’s the way she asks it, the low tone with the accent covering the words almost seductively, it makes you almost lightheaded, as if you were to pass out at any moment just because of her presence.

“Pretty Girl Jones.” When she raises a single perfect brow in your direction it’s to tell you that she wasn’t impressed with the joke. “I’m just kidding, my name’s Y/n, Y/n Y/l/n.” Crossing one leg over the other, you study her expression, watching as she purses her lips before they curve up slightly at the corner.

“Where are you from?” Your eyes glisten in the artificial lighting of the restaurant, the top of your chest rising and falling with every breath you take. Tilting your head ever so slightly, you fix the girl across from you with a curious look.

“You really don’t recognise me, do you?” Nika’s eyes study your face once more, her mind straining to remember where she knew you from, now that she knew that you knew her in some way, somehow.

“Am I supposed to know you?” Her tone is somewhat cocky, but the question was valid in its own way, she was extremely drunk when you first met her and it wasn’t like everyone that saw you just knew your face, knew your name.

“I don’t know, are you? I fear that’s a question you’ll have to find the answer to yourself darling.” With a playful wink, you do the thing you always do with women like her, well no one has ever been at her level but still, you flirted.

“Darling? Are you flirting with me Y/n Y/l/n?” The brunette smiles once more, that teasing, but still genuine smile that she had been flashing at you all evening. It puts a larger smile on your face, the entire top row of teeth being exposed.

“What if I am?” With raised brows, the girl in front of you leans in closer to your side of the table, gesturing with her fingers for you to do the same. Without even meaning to, your eyes drop lower to where the low neckline stops, seeing what seems like miles upon miles of skin. 

“My eyes are up here.” Snapping out of your stupor, your eyes immediately snap up to meet hers, the amused glint in hers almost calming your racing heart and blood red cheeks.

“No…no, yeah I can see that- uhh.” That little smirk appearing on her face again is what clues you in on what’s happening. Leaning back in your seat again, you roll your eyes dramatically, although a small laugh sneaks out from between your lips.

“You’re messing with me, aren’t you?” She leans back just like you had moments before, tilting her head to the side and narrowing her eyes.

“I don’t know, am I?” The chuckle you let out at her reversing your own words from before makes Em perk up, her eyes no longer focused on her brother but rather you and her brother’s girlfriend. 

Emma’s eyes widen slightly as she takes in the scene in front of her, Nika’s head tilted to the side, the amused smile painted upon her lips as her eyes are fixed upon yours. You were in a similar position, leaned back in your chair with an almost lazy smile on your lips, a pink tint to your cheeks that’s impossible not to notice. 

But before she could think about it more, her thoughts were interrupted by the waiter coming, a large bright toothed smile on her tan face.

She’s attractive, dark brown hair filled with curls that went way past her shoulders, but put up in a ponytail just for the occasion, striking green eyes that could put even the most intense of people on their knees. Her plump lips were covered in clear gloss and her canine teeth poked down especially from the perfect row of front teeth. Her slim body popped out in just the right places, with wider hips and slightly broader shoulders, that was not to mention the light freckles littering her face.

If she wasn’t standing right in front of you, in her full server do up, you would’ve thought that she was a model.

But even in all her gorgeous glory, she didn’t even possess a fraction of the sheer beauty that the girl across from you had.

“Hello everybody, I’m Juliana and I will be your server tonight, can I get you started with some drinks?” You see as Cal’s eyes run down her body, almost whistling at her. The urge to punch him in his rat face gets stronger every second that passes, especially when Nika notices exactly where his eyes lay, the way her whole demeanor changes. 

The playfulness from before disappeared in less than a second, in its place was a certain sadness, a familiar sadness. A wish to be someone, something else, so that you’d finally get their love, their appreciation.

For you it was your parent’s companies, and for Nika it was any passing girl.

“I’ll have a whisky coke, if you can sweetheart.” He winks at her, but when her disgusted expression reaches him, he can’t do anything but be taken aback that someone finally resisted his charm.

“I’ll take some Chardonnay.” Em smiles all sweetly, knowing fully well that she’s too young to legally drink. It makes you elbow her in the ribs, but she just looks at you with a reassuring look, nothing to worry about.

“I’ll take the same, thank you.” Nika nods towards Em, signaling that she wanted the same as your best friend.

“What about you darling?” Her pen stops writing in her notepad as she looks at you, a special intensity just for you in her gaze. It makes you stutter and fumble over your words, not really used to the attention from women that you’ve been getting the entire evening.

“Uh, a coke please.” She smiles knowingly in your direction as she writes down your order, turning to the other three to get their id’s.

Both Em and Nika hand her their fake id’s, very out of place with the Nika you knew, but then again you weren’t always the best judge of character. She looks them over for a second or two before giving them back and walking away.

“You have a fake id?!” You hiss at the girl beside you, looking at her incredulously, and as she looks back with the same look you get even more confused.

“Yeah, everyone has one, c’mon Y/n don’t tell me you’ve never had a fake id before.” Looking at her all innocently, she can’t but throw her hands up in exasperation, wondering how that was even possible.

“Here are your drinks, I’ll be back soon to get your orders.” The tan skinned girl disappears after dropping your drinks off, a wink thrown your way. It’s weird, that what you think at least, people flirting with you. 

Taking a long sip of your drink, you look on as the girl walks away from the table, an almost skip in her step that would be unnoticeable if it wasn’t for your studying eyes. All of a sudden, someone clears their throat, making you actually pay attention to the people at the table. 

Noticing Cal’s amused gaze settled on you, you quickly recognize that it was him who’d completed the previous action, the man obviously trying to catch your attention.

“I’m sorry, I forgot your name.” His smirk almost suggests otherwise, but having been raised with the proper set of manners that you had been, you begrudgingly answer his unasked question.

“Y/n, Y/n Y/l/n.” Looking back at him through bored eyes, he seemingly has an epiphany when he hears your name fall from your slightly chapped lips. His eyebrows shoot up towards the sky as the fingers of his right hand start to click, the noise acting almost like a catalyst for his remembrance.

“Y/l/n? Wait, like the owners of the largest manufacturers of automotive parts in the whole world? That Y/l/n?” Once again, Nika’s eyes start to study you, just waiting for your reaction to the words uttered with the tone of a curious adolescent. The nearly faux curiosity in her stare weighs it down as it falls upon you, sweat gathering at your hairline.

“Yeah, among other things yeah, that’s just the main company, but there are countless other startups that we own.” You keep your tone plain, as if you were speaking about the weather or the newspaper, that’s what you’d been taught, speak about it like it’s the most boring thing ever so as to not reveal too much. But still, Nika’s studious gaze remains firmly on you, not budging even after Cal runs his hand up and down her arm.

“So you’re like…loaded.” The man gestures around with his hands as if to show how much money he thought you had, his mind seemingly blown that you were the heir to what was the fastest growing company in the world, gaining millions each day.

“Well that’s an oversimplification, but simply said, yes Callum, I’m loaded.” The corners of your lips peek up, sarcasm dripping from your words. He smirks, arm tightening around the back of his girlfriend’s chair, the girlfriend that’s currently looking at you with a look you can’t decipher. It’s a mix of recognition and confusion, with a sprinkle of something else too.

“So you’re paying then?” You see as Em’s face contorts, showing her embarrassment at her brother’s blunt question, at the same time Nika’s hand comes down on his shoulder, slapping some sense into him.

“Sure, if you’re nice, the first thing you can do is keep your eyes where they’re supposed to be.” It’s obvious what you’re saying, everyone had noticed the man’s eyes straying and that simply wasn’t okay with you, especially if you were to pay for his meal. His cheeks flush ever so slightly, seemingly embarrassed at being called out, his girlfriend looking at you all confused, like she didn’t understand why you’d said what you said.

The awkward tension between the four of you soon gets broken by the girl next to you, if there was one thing that Emma Anne Whitmore hated then it was silence, well not hearing her own voice. Her hell was having to sit in complete silence, the girl always filling it with random stories or comments about whatever she felt was necessary.

“So, Nika, how did you meet my brother?” Em leans back in her seat, blinking a few times as she waits for the answer from the taller girl. The woman in question has her soft lips wrapped around the rim of her wine glass, the bitter liquid spilling down her throat filling her with a pleasant warmth.

“We met-” Callum’s deep voice carries throughout the restaurant, his smug smile making you more annoyed than you probably should’ve been.

“Is your name Nika? Speak when you’re spoken to.” You interrupt him, your tone nothing less than deadpan just like your expression. Sure interrupting people went against most of the things you were taught growing up, but the man needed to learn some manners and if you had to teach him then so be it.

He’s taken aback by your direction, his cheeks turning a darker shade of pink as the smile on Nika’s face grows exponentially, her glass of wine being placed back on the table. Em has the most vivid reaction, bursting out into giggles almost immediately at the situation, leaning in closer to you so that she could whisper in your ear.

“I’ve never seen anyone be able to shut him up that effectively before, you have to come home with me for family functions.” Looking at the girl through the corner of your eye, the amused smirk on your face is obvious, you enjoyed shutting him up as much as Em enjoyed watching it happen.

Gesturing for Nika to answer Em’s previous question, her gentle smile sent your way warms you through and through.

“We met at a basketball meet, a shared workout.” Her words are covered in that adoring accent, the one that has your heart melting into a puddle in your chest, her hand coming up to push a strand of hair behind her ears.

“You met this loser at a basketball meet? Did you put him on his ass?” Em reaches to take Nika’s hands in hers, giggles coming from the both of them as they look at each other giddily.

“I locked him up too, he didn’t score a single point.” Nika’s giggles fill your ears, as well as Cal’s sighing, the man clearly didn’t think that his failure was as funny as you did. His hand comes up to pinch the top of his nose, right between his eyes, in exasperation.

“Babe let’s no-” He starts off, his face contorted into a grimace at the embarrassment he got from his girlfriend revealing that she was practically better than him at his sport.

“Let the lady speak.” You interrupt him once more, fixing him with a stern look that you’d learned from Leah. She called it her captain look, you called it her mom look.

“Thank you Y/n.” Nika smiles at you whilst her boyfriend rolls his eyes sassily, the only thing missing from his look was a pair of long nails, if you added that he’d be the perfect sasser. The picture that appears in your mind at the thought makes you chuckle quietly to yourself, the hyper masculine man in front of you feminized is just effortlessly hilarious to you.

Faint steps coming towards your table catches your attention, the tan woman coming back to your table, presumably for your orders. Her bright smile catches your attention, pearly white teeth on full display showing off the small diamonds on either canine glimmering in the soft lighting of the restaurant. 

Juliana purses her plump lips, the playful glint in her eyes shining extra bright as she notices the slumped form of the only man at the table, the man who clearly had a girlfriend yet decided to flirt with her.

“So, what do we want to eat tonight folks? Are we thinking pasta or steak? Something completely different?” Picking up the menu, your eyes study the names and descriptions of the dishes wondering silently to yourself about what would be good and worth ordering, but as the never ending list continued, you got completely lost in reading. So lost in fact that you didn’t even realize that the others already had ordered.

“Alright, and what about you honey? What do you want?” Looking up confused, you can suddenly see that all their attention was on you rather than anything else. Thinking about it, you decide on what it is you want, to which you tell the gorgeous server.

“Uhm, I’ll just take an entrecôte with roasted potatoes and some salad, thank you.” Juliana writes down your order on her notepad, pen scribbling harshly against the thin lines on the paper. When she looks back up at the group around the table, her bright smile is still very much present on her face.

“Medium rare, I assume?” Shooting her a timid smile, you nod your head at her, not even looking around at the others at the table, barely even feeling the intense gaze of the girl across from you. 

But as her soft hand brushes against your own, you suddenly feel that warm feeling spreading through your chest again and all your attention shifts, the girl in front of you keeping your focus hostage.

Even as Juliana’s hand brushes against your arm long after Nika’s hand has retracted, your attention still doesn’t shift back to her, your eyes focused solely on the careful smile on the older girl’s pink lips.

Even as the server walked away from the table, likely to put the orders in for the kitchen, all your attention remained on Nika and the way she moved, the way she talked and looked. It’s impossible not to notice the soft curves of her lips, the sharp turn of her jaw, the dark locks framing her face in that beautiful way that’s made exclusively for her.

“So Y/n,” You hear Cal’s voice call out for you, looking on as he takes a sip of his drink, thin lips wrapping around the rim of the tall cylinder glass. “Are you and my sister, you know…?” As he gestures around with his hands, you get a fair idea of what it is he’s asking you.

“No Callum, I’m not having sex with your sister, we are best friends, with a strictly platonic relationship.” You see the way Em clutches at her chest playfully, her overdramatised expression making for a great laugh, her overly shocked gasp adding to the comedic effect.

“How could you say that Y/n/n?! I thought we had something special.” You hear the giggle from across the table just in time as Em turns her back on you, pretending to be mad. Looking at the two people on the opposite side of the table with a tiny little smile, you soon turn back to Em, deciding to play into the action.

“I’m sorry darling, you know you’ll always be my favourite girl.” Turning your head towards Nika, you send her a quick wink, why? You had no idea.

“Even over Leah, Jordan and Lucy?” Em looks at you over her shoulder, like she was in some dumb 2000s romcom, expecting you to agree, to say that she was better than all of them. 

“Well…” You start off playfully, Em turning her whole body back around so that she’s facing her brother, not wasting a single second in slapping the back of your head, your hands flying up to clutch at the place her hand had connected with your head at.

“Ow, what did you do that for?” Somehow your eyes land on Nika, for some reason she’s like a magnet for your eyes, and you had a sneaking feeling that she’d be the sun to your solar system in a few months, your entire life revolving around her. If that was weird, then you’d gladly be the weirdest person in all of history, because it meant you got to be close to her.

“Stop being such a baby, I didn’t hit you that hard.” Em rolls her eyes, the slight up peeking of the corner of her lips suggesting that she’s not being serious, her long fingers threading with each other in front of her.

“Can you see what I have to put up with?” Another slap is delivered to the back of your head, but this time it doesn’t bother you as much, the sweet sound of Nika’s boisterous laughter masks the slight feeling of pain from the less harsh slap. She was just the sweetest person ever, how could her laugh make you fall to your knees? How could she be so cruel as to not let every single person in the world take part of her?

“Here’s your food, if any of you have any questions or want to order anything more, don’t hesitate to call on me.” In your stupor, you hadn’t even noticed Juliana nearing the table with the meals, her steps simply fading into the background.

“Thank you.” You call out for her, the rest of the table following your example, watching as she turns back around with a timid smile, her hand waving ever so slightly at you all.

After that, the table falls silent, well relatively so as the sounds of forks and knives meet the glass plates. The steak on your plate was tender and slightly bloody, just like it was supposed to be, and as you look up at the others around the table, you notice the girl across from you glancing over at it. She really was a creature of habit.

Stabbing your fork into the slab of meat, you cut a piece of it off with your knife, leaning over and pushing it off your fork and over to her plate. Looking up at you with an inquisitive expression, you only shrug in response, the small mischievous smile plastered on your lips surely telling her all she needs to know.

You perk up again when an elbow digs into your ribs once more, your head snapping to the side only to see Em’s innocent smile and the obvious try in doing puppy dog eyes. What was it she was trying to convince of this time.

“Can I try some of yours?” Rolling your eyes, you push your plate closer to her, letting the older woman take part of your food and transfer it to her plate, pure daylight robbery. A small ‘thanks’ later and half your steak is gone, barely enough to feed a small child.

“I swear I keep getting robbed of my food.” You huff out, stuffing a potato into your mouth in fake anger, playfully glaring at both Em and Nika. All Nika does is shrug, almost saying that it wasn’t her fault that you were so easy to convince, while Em just leaned over and pressed a sloppy kiss to your cheek. 

Wiping your cheek off with your hand, you’re quickly met with an offended gasp from the girl beside you and as you roll your eyes, she makes sure to express her disappointment in you by kicking your shin under the table.

“Ow, what’d you do that for?” Looking at her incredulously, you clutch your shin under the table to lessen the pain radiating from the point of origin and up towards your knee. “You want your sister back?” This time you look at Cal, the man holding his hands up like he’s surrendering, a smirk on his face.

“Nah I’ve had to deal with her the past 20 years, now it’s someone else’s turn.” A brand new smile creeps up on your face, one of those ‘okay I guess you’re not as bad as I thought’ smiles. He sends you one right back, nodding at you carefully, almost as if to tell you ‘I guess you’re fine after all’.

“Ouch, first of all I don’t like either of you, secondly you’re both assholes.” Flipping you both the finger, both you and Callum have a hard time trying to keep from laughing at her grumpy expression. The only way to actually do so is to put more food into your mouth, but even then it’s hard to hide the way the corners of your mouth tug upward.

Another slap gets delivered to your shoulder without you even having to do anything else, making you stare at her confused.

“Stop abusing me please.” You laugh out at her, furrowing your brows when she sticks her finger in your face, sticking your tongue out to pretend lick at her finger. Pulling her hand back with an audible ‘ew’, she looks at you suspiciously out of the corner of her eye.

“I’m watching you.” Shaking your head at her, you just keep on eating with the smile plastered firmly on your face. You were smiling a lot more than normal, the effect of agreeable people perhaps.

When you look up next, basically everyone’s plates are cleared, only small scraps of food left. Feeling around for your back pocket, you quickly find the lump that your wallet created in the space, pulling the sleek leather pouch out. Opening your mouth, you don’t have to wait for the people at the table to quiet down, seeing as they’re already pretty silent.

“Anyone want dessert?” As both Nika and Cal shake their heads to say no, you notice Em looking at you with that look in her eye, and you knew what she wanted without her even having to utter a word. 

“We’ve got ice cream at home Em.” Cal looks at you all confused, as does Nika. What was up with them?

“Does Emma live with you? I thought she lived in a dorm.” The only man at the table asks, looking at you through squinting eyes, the girl beside him furrowing her brows in response to his question. She looked perfect, that was something no one could ever deny. 

“No, she’s just at home with me a lot.” The two of them look at the two of you with an ‘aha’ look, your platonic relationship with the girl next to you having been questioned more than once that evening. 

Long fingers fumble with opening the black wallet, the card in the small pocket almost impossible to pull out without longer nails, but in the end it slides out without all too much fuss. You call Juliana back over to the table with a wave of your hand, the sleek black bank card in your hand ready for her to take.

“We’re ready to close out.” You tell her as soon as she reaches the table, having decided after all to pay for everyone since Cal had played nice for the most part. “What’s customary for tip here? 20 percent? Add a 60 percent tip and close us out please.”

Adding a small wink to the end of your sentence as a sort of gesture to thank her, she quickly gets a move on to the card machine, swiping your card and clicking on the screen in front of her. She likely feels your steady gaze on her all throughout the transaction, even as she bends down slightly to write something on the receipt. 

Surprisingly enough, despite Emma’s usual aversion to silence, nothing more is said at the table, not until Juliana comes back with both your card and the receipt, 11 small digits clearly written out in dark blue ink on the back of it.

Sliding your card back into your wallet and your wallet into your pocket, the four of you leave the table almost simultaneously, a small gap between you and Em and the couple behind you. It’s not until everyone is outside that you actually take a closer look at everyone, the small details you wouldn’t have noticed earlier in the artificial lighting, like the way Nika’s eyes shone so brightly in the setting sun, or the way her brunette hair glimmered with the way the sun hit it. Even the small sunburn over her nose was visible now, a natural beauty beyond comprehension.

“Thank you for tonight then, it was nice to meet you both.” Sticking your hand out along with your words, you wait for the tall man to shake it, meeting his smile with your own, and while you expect the girl beside him to do the exact same thing, she did something you never would’ve expected.

Her arms wrap around your torso, head landing almost directly in the crook of your neck like it was made to fit perfectly there. Hesitantly wrapping your own arms around her strong body, the hug lasts slightly longer than either of you probably expected, and as you pull away you’re surprised to not find any type of awkwardness between you and what’s practically your sister-in-law by extension.

Looking away from the pair of them as Em says her goodbyes, you’re only really brought back down onto earth by Em pushing against your shoulder. Turning back to wave at them as you walk away the only one that apparently has the same thought as you is Nika, sweet beautiful amazing Nika.

And so, you wave slowly to her, smiling softly when she waves back, all before turning back to walk towards your car with your best friend attached to your hip. 

Your thoughts are plagued with the girl who possesses that soft smile that makes your stomach flip, the one who’s just so perfect in every way. The one who made you not even look at that waitress’ number, just because not a single person would be comparable to her.

Your keys jangle as you hang them on the hook on the wall, pushing your shoes off and almost throwing yourself on the couch.

“What is up with you?” Emma asks as she bypasses the living room in search of the ice cream in the kitchen. Her hand glides over the cushions, sliding over the top of your head casually.

“Nothing.” You answer her, just as your phone buzzes, a notification coming through for you. Ignoring Em’s various grumbling sounds, you pick your phone up, looking at the instagram notification.

nika.muhl started following you

Smiling full toothed, you quickly open instagram and follow her back, both on your alt and main. And as En jumps over the back of your couch with the ice cream and two spoons in hand you get another notification;

nikalovesbball has requested to follow norflondonforever

norflondonforever has requested to follow nikalovesbball

nikalovesbball has accepted your request 

norflondonforever has accepted your request

Taking your spoon from Em’s hand, you quickly turn the tv on to the cartoon channel before she can comment on your sneaky activities.

Cartoons and ice cream, the best solution to your problem, your big, humongous, terrifying problem.

For now at least.