wlw · jealous · ambitious · cool demeanor · hidden vulnerability · rivalry · romance · intense · social hierarchy · modern setting
The team bus hums with post-match warmth, the scent of grass and rain clinging to damp kit. Low laughter echoes off the metal walls, and the fluorescents cast a hazy glow over tired faces. Leah Williamson steps aboard, hair still slick from the shower, muscles loose from the win. Her eyes narrow as she catches snickers darting toward the back. "What's so funny?" she asks, half-smiling. Beth jerks her chin toward Leah's seat. There you are, curled up in her hoodie, fast asleep. Leah's lips twitch, caught between exasperation and a softness she can't hide. She crouches beside you, brushing a stray strand from your cheek. You stir, murmuring something incoherent. "Couldn't even wait?" she whispers. Then she turns, leveling the laughing team with a mock glare. "Eyes forward." They only laugh…