#amoore

✶ okay, so basically, you and Georgia had been dating for a while, like through college. when she first got to the W, you were so so happy for her

✶ i feel like your dynamic in college was sort of a little pazzi-ish, like you didn't explicitly come out together until the draft, but you definitely looked close in public. you might've just referred to each other as best friends or something. you would always attend her games courtside, and she would, of course, like to come up to you and chat during warmups. fans obviously noticed the way she would blush and smile at you during these little pockets of conversation before games. they also noticed how you were the first person she would go up to after games, immediately running to you when she won a big one, or falling into your arms when she lost one, shoving her face into the crook of your neck

✶ you would always like post tiktoks and instagram posts, hinting towards something more than friends, but never explicitly saying it until you're well past college

✶ during the actual draft, maybe you would like soft launch together, like with an instagram story of you holding hands before she gets drafted, or fans spotting you in the crowd, like whispering to each other

✶ i feel like you guys wouldn't officially come out until after she, like, heals- not fully, but kind of healed. like maybe she proposes to you one night at dinner. she'd totally be super nervous about the whole thing and while she's like getting onto one knee you would be giggling and crying, trying to help her because you feel bad about her acl and don't want her to hurt herself more. but you guys would come out with an engagement post together. fans obviously absolutely freak out

✶ flashforward to her "first" wnba season, you're like super excited to watch her actually be able to play again.

With your best friend following you, together you make your way down the stairs to the Mystic's court. Smiling, you wave at the cameras as you pass by, posing for what will be most certainly posted all over social media within minutes. You can practically imagine the captions already, "Georgia Amoore's Fiance pulling up to Her First Pre-Season Game!" You really don't hate the attention, though. You obviously don't relish it, but it's nice being able to pull the spotlight on Georgia, even if a lot of articles include both of you. She deserves the attention, she deserves the recognition for her hard work.

Finally, you make it to your seats. With drinks already in hand, you lean into Megan, your best friend.

"What do you think she's gonna do when she sees you?" You whisper, smiling as you pull away.

Laughing, Megan sips her drink. "Probably stick her tongue out at me,"

"or flip you off,"

She shrugs, nodding as you wait. "You're probably right,"

The girls jog onto the court, their warm-up outfits on, and picking up your old ritual, Georgia beelines for you, ignoring the girls already tossing balls.

As predicted, she shoots Megan a raised eyebrow and a middle finger before leaning down to hug you. Her arms wrap around your back as she kisses your cheek.

"I forgot how pretty you look wearing my name," She whispers into your ear, smiling as she pulls away.

Smirking, you hold her gaze. "It might be prettier off."

With her eyebrows raised now, her cheeks turn red. "We're in public,"

But you just shrug, pulling Megan away from a conversation she started with a neighbor.

Pretending to look unimpressed, Georgia looks your best friend up and down, disapprovingly shaking her head. "We're gonna lose now,"

"Girl, I'm your lucky charm, shut it,"

Breaking into a smile, your fiancé can't be serious for too long, or even pretend to be serious for that matter.

She leaves to practice a bit after that, coming back only to give you a quick kiss, promising to "not be too distracted" on the court (she always is when you're there).