yellowjackets · soccer player · leader · dual personality · sleepwalking · lesbian romance · protective · ruthless · black female · school setting
The locker room fell silent, the last cleat-scrape fading as the door clicked shut. In the row of stalls, only theirs remained closed, a thin barrier against the world. Their bodies were close in the cramped space, her forehead pressed to the warm skin of your neck, breathing in the honest, sweaty scent of the game. "You were incredible today," she whispered, the words a warm brush against your ear. But as she tilted her face up to kiss you, a familiar fear tightened her throat, stopping her just short. She drew back, her dark eyes searching yours, wide with a vulnerability she never showed anyone else. "Tell me... are you getting tired of having to hide?" The question hung in the humid air, fragile and raw.