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Baby Girl ─── Alexia Putellas

Summary: you and Alexia announce your baby girl to the world

Pairing: alexia putellas x female!popstar

Kenzie talks: this took longer than I wanted but it took hours on Pinterest to find pictures that I liked! I also got really distracted by the football (let’s go Morocco and Paraguay!!!!) so I’m going to do another fic with them announcing the name because it’s after five in the morning and I still need to shower and go to bed! Keep an eye out for that🍓❤️

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Yourusername: she’s here and she is perfect!!🤍✨ i don’t know if I will ever get over this day…. The most incredible birth i could ever have asked for🥹

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Hold My Hand | Alexia Putellas x Brat!Reader

word count: 1.7k words

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You audibly huffed as she followed your girlfriend into the next store. What was supposed to be just a grocery errand has now turned into a shopping trip.

Somehow you had managed to convince your girlfriend to spend her day off running errands with you. It was supposed to be just a quick trip to pick up some fresh produce for the rest of the week, but on the drive to the grocery store your driver (girlfriend) had gotten distracted by the lavish window displays along Passeig de Gràcia. Prada, Louis Vuitton and Gucci had decorated their storefronts with the latest season pieces and your girlfriend was like a moth to a light of flashy displays.

She promised that she had only wanted to stop by Louis Vuitton "to window shop" but two hours later, your girlfriend was still not done shopping.

Alexia had her hands full with 3 paper bags, her new purchases nestled inside. You were quietly following behind her, your own hands empty. Your slightly irritable mood was the result of the Barcelona heat and the spontaneous detour. Gone was your bubbly self from this morning, and in its place was an attitude. Your girlfriend knew something was up with you, she was just purposely ignoring it because she knew the sudden change in mood is just you being petty.

"Qué quieres hacer? Let's try Prada… " Alexia suggests calmly, already steering you towards the store. Her eyes were laser focused on the window display, completely ignoring the daggers you were shooting behind her head. You had no choice but to nod and smile at the security guard as he opens the doors for you.

At least there's airconditioning here, you think to yourself as the cooling air greets you.

Within seconds you watch as the sales associates flock towards Alexia, immediately recognising her and most likely sensing a big sale commission. You dutifully follow behind her, not even remotely interested in the bags and shoes on display. All you wanted was to buy your avocados and go home.

"….algo a mi novia" you hear the tail end of Alexia telling the sales associate that she was looking for something for you. False. You were definitely not looking or wanting anything. When the sales associate turns to look back at you, you subtly shake your head, silently mouthing "nada" to which you receive a nod of acknowledgement in return.

But the sales associate probably knows that your girlfriend was looking to spend money today regardless of our refusal so she focuses her attention back to your Alexia— who was now pointing at a crystal bag on display.

"This is nice, amor. Si?"

It's a small black shoulder bag, the entire body adorned with white crystals. Judging by how your girlfriend was already standing in front of a mirror trying the bag on, you could bet that this was going to be another purchase.

"Si. It's nice." The quicker you agree with her, the quicker you can get out of here is your mantra whenever you are out shopping with Alexia.

You thank the sales associate as she places a tray of glass bottles, two glasses of sparkling water, and Prada stamped macaroons. Every single store you had visited treated you both like royalty, offering you refreshments and such. You snap a quick pic of the fancy tray for your IG stories, captioning and tagging it "out with my sugar daddy @alexiaputellas"

"Voy a comprar esto, por favor" Your girlfriend hands the bag back to the sales associate. To no one's surprise, she was buying the bag. You roll your eyes, silently munching on the fancy Prada macaroons.

Alexia walks over. Your eyes narrow into slits, watching as she saunters over to you. You weren't even prepared when she cheekily steals the last bite of the macaroon you were eating. You gasp, mouth agape. That was a damn good macaroon and you hadn't planned on sharing.

She pointedly ignores your glare, giving you a grin and a wink as she chews. It's like she's purposely trying to start a fight with you, already knowing you were not in the mood.

And just to piss you off even further, she adds: "Are you sure you want to look at anything, amor?"

You knew she was purposely prodding you, skating on a dangerous line to gauge your mood. Seeing just how much further she can push you before you snapped.

Which was fine, because you could push just as hard.

The sales associate has returned with Alexia's purchase and the card reader.

Smiling at your girlfriend, you say pretty loudly: "No. You probably can't afford it"

It was silent for a moment.

You see Alexia's smile freeze, the corner of her lip twitch ever so slightly. The subtle furrow of her eyebrows as she processes what you had just said.

The sales associate obviously overhears, but suddenly seems very interested in the fancy ribbon tied neatly around the shopping bag.

Alexia is unfortunately very used to your antics and regains her composure just as quickly. She chuckles, stepping closer to you until she is staking claim of your personal space. She cups your chin, squeezing your cheeks together until your lips are forced into a pout. Her eyes fall to your lips before she whispers, her voice and husky. "Watch your mouth, brat"

Then she presses a smacking kiss to your lips as if that was enough to pacify you. Usually it would be, but you wanted more than just one kiss.

Unfortunately your girlfriend had already turned to the sales associate to pay with her card.

While your girlfriend was busy you noticed that there was one more macaroon on the porcelain plate. You grab it before Alexia can, shoving the entire thing in your mouth.

When your girlfriend turns back to you, she doesn't even try to fight a smile at the sight of you chewing with that cute little frown on your face. She thumbs away at the crumbs that linger on the corner of your mouth. You're still frowning at her, partly irritated, but cheeks puffing as you chew on the last bit of that delicious macaroon.

God you were adorable-- a huge pain in the ass-- but adorable; Alexia thinks. In that moment she understood the whole "cuteness aggression" tiktok thing you had told her about a few days ago. She initially didn't get it when you showed her tiktok videos as examples, but now she understood. She was practically fighting the urge to smother you in kisses right then and there.

So instead she settles with a quick affectionate pinch to the side of your waist and another stolen kiss.

—

"One more shop, por favour. C'mon"

"Baby, I'm tired…" You whine, dragging the vowel as you drag your feet along the cobblestone path. Childish. Maybe. But you don't care how you sound right now. "My feet hurt"

Your girlfriend glances down at the boots on your feet. They were Aquazzura, a delicious dark chocolate brown. And sexy as hell. She gestures at the boots flippantly. "I told you not to wear those high heel boots"

You roll your eyes. "I wore these thinking we were only going to the grocery store, Alexia. I was not expecting this detour"

She audibly huffs and stares down at you. Even through her brown tinted sunglasses you see her hardened stare. "Don't use that tone on me. And what is a detour anyway, we don't have a word like that in Spanish"

Your girlfriend clicks her tongue, lolling her head to the side. These were all telltale signs that she was getting slightly annoyed. Her accent was slightly more prominent, weaving in between the English words. You can tell she was trying hard not to slip into fluent Spanish, a thing she only does when she has reached her patience limit.

Well too damn bad you were just as annoyed-- if not more.

You face her straight on, your boots thudding as you step closer to her. Despite the height difference, you meet her eyes stubbornly, chin lifted and all. You shove your finger into her chest. "A detour is all our relationship will be if you don't stop dragging me into random places instead of the supermarket"

Her palm meets your ass. Ow

"What did I say about that mouth. Watch that attitude, brat"

You pout.

She turns her back and walks away with all the shopping bags, leaving you standing there.

Rude.

She makes it a couple steps before you bellow from behind her: "Will you at least hold my hand?"

She stops.

You see her literally take a full-body deep breath before she berugingly turns around and walks back over to you with heavy steps. The small smile on her lips tells you that she is exactly where she wants to be. With an eye roll for added effect, she transfers the shopping bags from one hand to the other so they are all grasped together in one hand instead.

Then she offers you her now free hand, her fingers wriggling in invitation.

"Ven aquí— come on, brat."

You allow her to pull you along, your hand now enveloped in the warmth of hers. You don't think there was anyone else on this earth that could deal with your antics. Your own mother often joked that Alexia was doing the rest of the world a favour by dating you. Alexia would just smirk that tantilising smirk of hers and throw an arm around your shoulder, joking back with a "God saves the toughest battles for his strongest soldiers"

To which she would get a sharp elbow to the stomach— which never fazed her. Your elbow would be slamming against pure muscle anyway.

She would of course soften the blow with a "I'm lucky to have her" and a kiss to the top of your head.

Looking up at your girlfriend, you find her laser focused on leading you to whatever shop she wanted to go to next. She had that look on her face, the one where her eyebrows furrowed ever so slightly that a small wrinkle appeared in the space between her eyebrows. Her eyes are looking straight ahead, probably on the lookout for anything that may cause harm on your path, like a lone bin or an unsuspecting street sign. You never have to worry about much when you're with Alexia. You could turn your brain off around her and trust that she would take care of you.

Snuggling closer, you wrap your other hand around her arm, your entire side now pressed up against her so that your steps were practically synchronised.

"Thank you, baby"

And then you lean towards her and bite down on her bicep.

just because you can.

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headcanon: brat!reader and Alexia are biters. pretty sure this is the second time they've bitten each other lol

・❥・- kisses, butter

*This work is my original creation. Please don’t copy, share, or translate it without asking for my permission first. Thanks for respecting that!

alexialover11

Alexia’s departure from Barça began a long time ago—not in recent weeks, nor after the Champions League at Camp Nou on her 500th match, nor when she went to London to watch a match.

It started years ago, when she had to beg for a contract renewal and accept a pay cut—when it became clear to her, and to everyone else, that the club (or at least the board) didn't value her as a player.

At her lowest point as an player, after she torn her ACL, part of the club and the coaching staff turned their backs on her .And as with everything in life, once the blinders come off, you stop seeing the world through rose-colored glasses.

She was sidelined, receiving limited playing time because the coach didn't believe in her; the club turned Aitana into their new toy, and Alexia, the broken and forgotten toy, had to fight to reclaim her place—with the final at San Mamés marking the first step.

Until two days ago, we had fans criticizing her 24/7—saying she was out of form, old, washed up; that Serra was already there and she wasn't needed; that she should be sold; and other things that were far worse and very hurtful.

The very same fans who—when she announced she was leaving Barça—insisted she had to stay because *they* decided so, are the same ones calling her all sorts of names today; one person on Twitter even said she would have been better off dying in the Venezuela earthquake along with her family, because they are money-grubbing rats.

So Alexia has left—which is what they wanted—yet they’re still not happy; no matter where she went, she was going to be branded a traitor, because they never really loved her. It hurts deeply that she’s no longer our captain, our onze; it hurts that she won’t play in our club’s jersey again.

But after everything she has given the club, if she has now decided to leave for the money—and she is fully entitled to do so—and play with peace of mind, without so much pressure, after having played 14 years at Barça and won it all... well, that is what she deserves. It is a club with hardly any fans, but those few supporters won't call her a money-grubbing rat or scrutinize every damn mistake she makes, unlike a large part of the Barça fanbase.

Personally, I have made peace with the decision she made; as a Barça player, I have absolutely no complaints about her career. As for Alexia Putellas Segura—the person I’ve gotten to know—she was always ready for a photo, always smiling, signing jerseys and the like, and taking the time to chat with fans for a few minutes, after a match.

Her legacy extends beyond Barça; it also lives on through her foundation, which introduces girls from disadvantaged backgrounds to football. I have no doubt that a significant portion of her contract earnings will go toward that cause.

So, even though it stings, the real winner here isn't the millionaire Kang—it’s women’s football, the base level, the young girls, and the future. That future generation won't have to fight the way Alexia—and so many others—did to fulfill their dream of playing football.

And that is precisely why I believe only Alexia could have done this, despite all the hate she is receiving and is going to receive, and why she is and will always be "La Reina".

DRAMÁTICA

Summary:when Alexia doesn't reply to pregnant reader messages, her hormones and fears take over, making her believe the worst. It turns out to be just a misunderstanding and Alexia reminding her how loved she is.

World count: ~1K

Warnings:none (I think)

Being pregnant with Alexia Putellas' child was just wonderful.

You had never been more spoiled in your entire life than during the past seven months. Alexia never complained, not even when you were being dramatic or when she had to get dressed at 4 AM (because she would never leave the house in pyjamas) to go to the nearest 24h market just to satisfy you with whatever craving you had at that moment,even the weirdest ones, knowing that when she returned home the most probable thing is that you will be asleep or just didn't want it anymore.

But that doesn't change the fact that you are pregnant, and hormones during pregnancy are terrible. And as the weeks passed, they only seemed to get worse. Some days you felt completely fine; other days, the smallest things felt like the end of the world. Like today.

You were having a very good day.

Alexia had woken you up to say goodbye when she was leaving for training with a morning kiss (your favourite) to your lips and of course to your baby bump.

After she left, you make yourself a strawberry jam toast for breakfast, took your vitamins and went to the supermarket to buy everything you needed to make lunch and dinner.

You had texted Alexia all morning,like usual, sending her bump photos or a funny video you found on tiktok,but she never replied, you didn't think much about it, Alexia was on training and that meant no phone, unless,it was an emergency, you weren't going to give birth for a while, and if something really serious happened, Pere will receive the call, everyone knows to not call Alexia during training, "it is was something serious call Romeu", that's what her voicemail said.

She would be on training until 2PM but she would not be home until 5PM at least, she would eat with teammates and then she had a media thing. So you read for a while and made lunch.

Around 2:30 PM, you still hadn't received a text from your girlfriend.

At 3 PM, nothing

At 3:30 PM, nothing

That's when you started to worry, but if something had happened to her,someone would have called you,right?

You decided to send her another message, a simple "Are you fine?"

A few minutes passed.

No answer.

So you called.

Straight to voicemail.

And that was it.

Because at that moment, having no idea where your wife was, laying on the coach with really nothing to do, that's when you started doing the best thing you know to do: overthink, because...

What if?

What if she is leaving you? maybe she was tired of you, of your constantly moods changes of your pregnancy…

You started crying, just thinking "I am too much, and that's why she wants to leave me, who wouldn't?"

The tears came before you could stop them.

“I’m too much,” you whispered to yourself.

In your head you were convinced you would never see her again,you were going to be a single mom, forget about any social life, you will have to do extra hours on your work...

You didn't even know how long you had been crying when you heard the front door open. It was Alexia, of course.

-Amor, I am home.-Her voice immediately made you look up, and the second she saw your face, your tear streaked cheeks and red eyes,her smile disappeared.

-Amor?-She quickly walked toward you.-What happened?

She reached out to touch your cheek, but when you moved away she knew something was really wrong.

-What are you doing here,-you asked between sobs.

Alexia frowned.

-Y/n… what do you mean? I finished training.

-You’re leaving me.- Alexia froze at the words left by your mouth.

-What?

-You’re leaving me.-She looked at you like she couldn’t believe what she was hearing.

-What do you mean?

-You didn’t answer me.-Your voice broke again.-And I thought… I thought maybe you were tired of me. I thought I was being too much and you didn’t want this anymore.

At this Alexia’s expression immediately softened.

-Oh, amor… I am not leaving you.- She moved closer and held your face with her hands.-I’m not leaving you.

-No?

-No.

-But you didn’t answer.- Thats when she remembers, she forgot to charge her phone so she left it on the locker room and the busy day she has didn't let to think much about it and she forgot of the existence of the electronic device.

-My phone died.-You blinked.

-What?

-My phone was almost dead this morning. I forgot to charge it, and then training got busy. I left it in my locker room and completely forgot about it.

It made sense you worry about it. Normally, you two texted constantly whenever you weren’t together, plus, you are pregnant and Alexia knows you are more sensitive.

-Oh…

-Yes,amor.-She wiped again one of your tears.-You really thought I was leaving you because I didn’t answer for a few hours?

-I am pregnant, pregnancy do weird things.-you pout.-Don't laugh I know I am stupid.

Alexia smiled sadly.

-No, you are not, you are pregnant, emotional and scared, but not stupid. And I love you so so much, I will never going to leave you,okay?

Your eyes filled with tears again as you nod while she kissed your forehead.

She looked down at your bump and smiled.

-We’re a team. You, me, and this little one.

And finally, after hours of fear and overthinking, you believed her. Because at that moment you knew Alexia wasn't going anywhere without you and the baby.

-And you really thought I would leave you after spending seven months loving you and our baby every single day?-You looked down.

-No…

-Exactly.-She smiled softly.- Come here.

And somehow, after hours of convincing yourself that you were losing her, you finally understood that Alexia will never leave you. And now, safe in her arms, with her hand tracing the outline of your belly, you finally allowed yourself to feel asleep on her because when you opened your eyes again, you knew she would still be there.

a/n: I hope you really like this fic. Sorry if it has any grammar mistake, english is not my first lenguage. And if you have any feedback please I will be very happy to read them (always with respect).

Thanks for the support

#alexia x reader #woso x reader #woso #alexia putellas x reader #alexia putellas

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Writting while seeing the match😛😛

I dont really know what of my ideas would you like to see next:

Option 1: Alexia x reader one shot where they go on holidays to the US but y/n gets sick

Option 2: Alexia x pregnant!reader one shot, basically pregnant hormones and a very clingy reader

Option 3: Alexia x reader multi chapter where they are spanish teammates and don’t support each other (a cliche Ik but I have a very good plot to this 😭😭)

What idea?

Option 1

Option 2

Option 3

Voting ended onJun 10

#alexia putellas x reader #alexia putellas #alexia x reader

Summary: Alexia and y/n has been girlfriends for a little way, but the captain has being keeping a secret from y/n for over a year: “the english player has an habit of talk and walk while sleeping before important matches", Alexia doesn’t want y/n to discover it so she make a plan, plan who works perfectly until la copa de la reina final match. Alexia Putellas x Barça!English player.

World count: ~2K

Warnings: none (I think)

Alexia loves y/n dearly. Of course she do, she is her girlfriend,and has been for nearly one year and a half.

She knows everything about her: how she loves being kissed on her cheeks, what series make her laugh, how she remembers the important things of the people she loves…

And she knows her flaws too, because everyone has them.

And for y/n her most notable one, just happened to be sleep talk and walk. Unfortunately, these habits tend to get worse during stressful periods (like nights before important games).

The worst part?

Y/N had absolutely no idea she did that.

At first, Alexia had assumed she knew. The first time it happened, she'd casually asked about it the next morning, but y/n just stared at her like she'd lost her mind. That made Alexia assumed it was one time thing. It wasn't. Alexia think its cute thought,but still, Alexia had never told her. Because she knew her girlfriend and the second she found out she will feel guilty. She will convince herself she was keeping Alexia awake. She will spend hours researching sleep disorders online and she will try every ridiculous tiktok advice she found. And if none of that worked? She probably will decide she shouldn't sleep with Alexia anymore and she couldn't afford her adorable and clingy girlfriend deciding she shouldn't sleep over anymore.

She has a plan to make sure y/n didn’t find out and she wasn’t on any danger neither (because she could fell or bump with a door): during stressful weeks, she always stayed with y/n (officially because she wanted to, unofficially because she liked knowing y/n wasn't going to accidentally walk into a wall). And during away trips? Alexia always made sure they shared a room. Captain privileges existed for a reason.

Everything was perfect,until Las Palmas, until the Copa de la Reina final and until Pere Romeu decided to ruin her life.

The team gathered around reception while the room assignments were handed out. Alexia barely glanced at hers,when she did,she froze.

Y/N — Claudia Pina.

Alexia — Vicky López.

No.That wasn’t right.

-What happened Capi? You look so tense, you are not going to die for not being paired with y/n.- Kika teased, noticing the way Alexia shoulder tense and knowing how protective Alexia is for y/n.

-I am not tense.

-Yes, sure…-Pina said, putting her arms around y/n shoulders.-Don’t worry,Ale, I will take care of her.- At this y/n only laugh.

-It’s fine Ale, we can survive one night.

-You can, Alexia definitely not.-Mock Vicky. Alexia just buffs, and puts a hand around y/n waist and kiss her head.

-All of you should have more respect for your captain.

When Alexia sees Romeu, she splits from the girls telling them she has to talk with him about tactical issues for the next match day, not leaving before kissing y/n.

Unfortunately, Pere was no help. She tried to argue with him, insisting it would be better for everyone, but he told her that one of the younger players had already asked to room with her friend, and he didn’t want to give the impression that veterans were getting special treatment. Barça logic was Barça logic. Alexia hated Barça logic at that moment.

So Alexia spent the entire day stressed, of course. Because y/n would sleepwalk and then people would find out. And Y/N would feel guilty and mad with Alexia for not telling her and then y/n wouldn’t sleep with Alexia even again.

Night arrived, Alexia tried to sleep but she couldn't. After one hour rolling over on bed, she looked at the hour, 1AM. Alexia stared at the ceiling.

Then suddenly she has an idea. She was the captain, meaning,she had access to every room. Slowly, a smile appeared on her face.

Five minutes later she was standing outside Y/N's room. Just a quick check, just to make sure she was good, and maybe lie beside her for five minutes.

So Alexia carefully unlocked the door but ...immediately bumped into a chair. The noise echoed through the room and then a sleepy voice came from the dark. Fuck. It was Pina.

-Alexia?What are you doing?

-Emm…Nothing?-Pina looked at her.

-You have a problem. Y/N isn’t going to disappear…Seriously, look for help and let me sleep.

-What? No, it's not that…It’s just…-Pina crossed her arms.

-Then what is it?-Alexia opened her mouth but nothing came out.

Because she couldn't exactly say: I'm here because my girlfriend occasionally sleepwalks and once tried to have a conversation with a wardrobe. So she said:

-I dont know where there are…my…headphones…and I remember y/n have them and well, I cant sleep without…white noise, yes,that..

-Alexia, you aren't very good at lying,you know that,right?

-What? I am not lying.

-Tell me the true or I will tell Kika and Clara you come to see y/n sleep.

-Dont you dare…They would never leave me alone… Okay fine, fine, I will tell you.

Alexia told her about the sleepwalking.

Everything.

Pina blinked.

-So she sleepwalks? And she doesn’t know?

-It’s a secret.

-It’s not a big deal, Alexia. You’re just very protective.

-I am not.

-Yes, you are.

-No.

-Yes.

-Okay, maybe a little.

At that moment, they heard movement. Y/N shifted in bed.

-Pina?-She mumbled, eyes half open.- Who the hell are you talking to?

Y/N opens her eyes a little more and it’s then when she sees Alexia.

-Alexia? Why? What the hell are you doing here?

Y/N sat up slowly and sleepy, narrowing her eyes.

-She doesn't know where her headphones are.-Pina said, trying to help her poor captain.

-You didn’t bring headphones. You forgot them at home. You told me on the plane.

-Oh. Right.

-I am not stupid. You come here to check on me and I don’t know why.

Alexia said nothing.

-She’s just worried because you sleepwalk and she’s terrified you’ll fall.- Pina said knowing that if she doesn't intervine this isn't going to end and she really wants to sleep.

-That’s not true.-Y/N said.

-Pina.-Alexia warned.

-What? She deserves to know eventually.

Y/N looked between them and then laughed.

-No seriously… What is going on?

Neither answered and Alexia looked guilty.

Then y/n blinked, Pina wasn’t lying

-You are serious.

Alexia seems to be very interested on the floor at that moment.

-Yes.

-No.

Alexia finally looked at her.

-You literally opened the wardrobe at three in the morning last month and asked me where the cows were- Alexia said.

Silence.

Y/N blinked.

-What cows?

-Exactly.

-I never asked about cows.

Pina fake cough.

-As entertaining as this is,I’d really like to sleep tonight.-She stand ups and pull out Alexia’s key from the captain's pocket.-I will sleep with Vicky tonight. I don’t particularly want to spend the next hour watching a couple arguing.

-We are not arguing.

-Sure.-Pina stood up.-Bye.

When Pina left, closing the door behind her, the room suddenly felt much quieter.

Y/N crossed her arms. Alexia immediately knew she was in trouble. Not angry trouble,worse.Disappointed girlfriend trouble.

-You've known for how long?-Alexia looked at the floor.

-Alexia.

-A while.

-A while?

-A year.-Silence.

Alexia risked looking up. Y/N was staring at her and then threw a pillow at her. Alexia caught it automatically.

-And you didn't tell me?

The captain winced. Y/N stood up from the bed and for a few seconds neither spoke. Then y/n frowned.

-Wait.-Alexia didn't like that look.

-What?

-All those times you insisted on staying over…-Alexia looked away.

-Oh my god.

-Y/N—.

-All those away games.

-Listen—.

-You manipulated room assignments?

-Manipulated is a strong word.

-You manipulated room assignments.

-I suggested room assignments,it’s not the same.

-FOR A YEAR?-Another pillow hit her.

Y/N buried her face in her hands.

-This is insane.

-I was worried.

-Oh my god.- She really looks mortifying.

For the first time, Alexia started laughing. She couldn't help it. The expression on y/n's face was priceless. -Why are you laughing?

-Because you're cute.

-I am not cute.-Y/N groaned dramatically and collapsed backward onto the mattress.

-This is so embarrassing.-Alexia immediately moved closer.

-Hey.-Y/N peeked at her.

-You're not allowed to be embarrassed.

-I sleepwalk. Thats weird.-Alexia's expression softened.

-No.

-It is.

-No, cariño.-The English player looked away. Alexia reached for her hand.

-I never told you because I knew you'd do exactly this.

-What?

-Felt embarrassed and guilty.-Y/N opened her mouth. Closed it. Because unfortunately Alexia was right.

-You should have told me.

-I know.

-And manipulating hotel rooms is insane.

-I know.

-And kind of creepy.-Y/N laughed.

-There she is.

-Who?

-My girlfriend.

Y/N rolled her eyes but she squeezed Alexia's hand anyway. The room fell quiet. Comfortable,until suddenly frowned again.

-Wait.-Alexia sighed.

-So that's why you always stay over before big games.-Y/N's voice is softer now. Alexia froze. Caught.

-Sometimes.

-Alexia.

-Fine. Every time.-Y/N laughed despite herself.

-You are ridiculous.

-And yet you love me.

-Unfortunately.-Alexia smiled.

-Very unfortunate.

For a moment they simply looked at each other. The room became quiet again. Comfortable. Warm. Then y/n reached for her hand.

-Thank you.-Alexia blinked.

-For what?

-For worrying.-The captain's heart melted instantly.

-You make it sound like a burden.

-It kind of is. Really, you could have told me and I would try to stop it or something.

Alexia rolled her eyes.

-And that's the reason I didn't tell you.-Y/N looked at her -I knew if I told you you would start worrying about me, about you waking me up

-You didn't have to…

-I want to

-Really?.

-Really cariño, I love you and so much.

-You used captain privileges.

-I was conducting a safety inspection.

-Of my bed?

-Very important inspection.-Y/N laughed again. And Alexia decided she would absolutely use captain privileges again if necessary.

Eventually, the laughter faded and Y/N settled against her, immediately curling into Alexia's side like she always did, one arm wrapped around her waist as if she'd never intended to sleep anywhere else. Alexia pulled the blanket over them and pressed a kiss into her hair. For a moment she simply held her, enjoying the familiar weight of her girlfriend against her chest.

-You know why I never told you?-she murmured softly.

Y/N hummed sleepily.

-Because I know you. The second you found out, you would've worried. You would've spent hours reading things online, convinced yourself you were bothering me, probably tried every ridiculous remedy on TikTok, and then you'd stop sleeping with me because you'd think you were making my life harder. -Y/N opened her mouth to protest, but Alexia squeezed her tighter. -And because I like this,-she admitted quietly.-I like knowing you're here. I like waking up and finding you've somehow stolen all the blankets. I like your weird conversations with invisible cows. I like taking care of you.-Y/N buried her face deeper into her neck, clinging to her even more.

-You're ridiculously clingy for someone who calls me clingy.-she mumbled.

Alexia smiled and kissed the top of her head again.

-Maybe.-Then, softer, with all the honesty she usually kept hidden.-But you're the love of my life, cariño. If I have to lose a few hours of sleep every now and then just to make sure you're okay, that's the easiest decision I'll ever make.

Almost immediately, Y/N wrapped both arms around her and practically climbed on top of her, making Alexia laugh quietly.

-See?-Y/N muttered.-Definitely the clingy one.-Alexia didn't even bother arguing this time, just holding her closer as they drifted off to sleep together, exactly where they both wanted to be.

A/N: Hey, I Just wanted to say thanks for reading, I am new at this, its like my first fic so I know it’s not perfect. I have other ideas I am thinking of and you can give me more if you like (requests are open). Any feedback is welcome, always with respect.

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