pairing: katie mccabe x reader, arsenal x reader

request(s): 'could you possibly write something with katie mccabe x reader? maybe katie being a hard ass on the pitch and being a softie with reader, perhaps fans shooing them and then katie confesses to reader after a game?' & 'katie mccabe x oblivious reader where katie gets jealous and reader finds it hot but is confused'

summary: an oblivious reader and a jealous mccabe, what could go wrong? (nothing really).

warnings: nothing but fluff other than the occasional swear word and my god awful writing

words: 3151

a/n: this is my first time writing for katie mccabe so i hope its up to standards and is somewhat alright. i also realised i didn't really focus on the requests and got a little sidetracked but it follows the same concept :)

It was clear to everyone that Katie had her eye on someone and that someone happened to be you. Yet, you were the only one who couldn't see it.

It bewildered everyone, hint after hint you still didn't catch onto Katie's antics only thinking she was being friendly.

Although Katie really liked you, it was slowly getting to a point where she was starting to lose hope. Desperately trying not to be weighed down by not making any progress.

Deciding to graft extra hard, Katie made it her mission to let you know how she felt and if that didn't work, she wouldn't know what to do.

"Hey, y/l/n." Katie smiled, walking up to you and wrapping an arm around your shoulders.

"Hey, McCabe." You chuckled, leaning into the woman beside you as the two of you made your way to the coach where the rest of the team was waiting for you.

"Ready to make North London red?"

"Of course." You smiled.

"Here come the love birds." Jen teased, watching as you and Katie approached the team.

"Shush, Beattie. We're just friends." You replied, shaking your head and letting out a laugh.

At the little harmless comment you made about being 'just friends' Katie dropped her arm from your shoulder and let a stoic expression take form on her face.

You turned your head, wondering why Katie put some distance between the two of you, raising an eyebrow in question.

The Irish woman just shook her head a little, looking down at the floor as she found a seat for herself on the coach.

"What was that about?" You asked, looking back and forth between Jen and the door to the coach.

Jen didn't say anything, instead she just let out a small sigh, sending you a smile before walking onto the coach herself, leaving you even more confused than you were before.

Following Jen, you made your way onto the coach and went to find a place to sit. Walking further down the coach you placed your bag over head and sat yourself down with Katie.

"What was that all about?" You questioned in a hushed tone.

"What was what about?" Katie replied, trying to act like she didn't know what you were talking about.

"Outside and now, you look sad." You said, turning your body so you were facing Katie more.

"I'm fine, honestly. Just got the jitters, I guess."

"McCabe getting the jitters? Wow, something must be wrong." You teased earning a small chuckle from the woman beside you.

"Ha ha, very funny." Kate said, trying not to let a smile slip past her lips.

"Of course, I am hilarious."

"And humble." Katie said sarcastically.

"Hey!" You said, smacking the Irish woman gently on the arm.

The two of you continued to converse for the rest of the journey to Tottenham's stadium. The teasing not letting up from either of you, causing you both to laugh harder and harder each time, earning knowing looks from your teammates.

Once you had arrived at the stadium, everyone began to pile out of the coach. You and Katie, however, decided to take your time leading to the two of you being the last ones off the coach.

The girls "ooh'd" as you were followed by Katie coming down the stairs of the coach. You waved them off with a smile, once again saying that nothing would happen between the two of you.

"What were you two up to?" Lotte said, a certain tone underlying her voice.

"Not what you are thinking about." You replied with a chuckle.

"Yeah, y/l/n here can only dream." Katie said with a smile trying to hide the painful feeling in her heart.

"Come on girls!" Jonas called out.

You and your teammates eased up on your conversations and followed behind Jonas, walking into the stadium and to the locker room.

Changing your clothes and into your kit, you put on a jumper over the top, ready for the warm up.

The warm up went by quickly and before you knew it you were standing behind Leah in the tunnel waiting to walk out onto the pitch.

Shaking the oppositions hands you had a little team talk before going to stand in your position, waiting for the ref to blow their whistle and for the game to start.

You had won the coin toss and it was chosen that Arsenal was to kick off. Standing with the ball at your feet you took a look at your teammates, determination etched onto your face.

Once the ref blew their whistle, you passed the ball to Beth and the game was underway. The game was gruelling from the start, each team putting in their all from the get go.

Arsenal had a few chances and Tottenham even less. Tackles were being made left, right and centre, each of them becoming harder than the last.

You could feel the fans wince every time someone went down, noticeable grimaces on their faces.

After one particular foul from Ashleigh Neville on Lia, you were prepared to get a yellow whether that's from a tackle or for sticking up for your teammates.

It got to the thirty-sixth minute when Arsenal had a chance. Beth was running down the wing and sent in a weighted ball straight to your feet.

Not having the chance to control the ball due to having two defenders surrounding you, you hit the ball first time, smashing your laces through the ball, you watched as it soared through the air just out of the keepers reach and into the top corner.

The stadium erupted into cheers, the ground practically shaking. You felt someone jump on your back whilst some other girls ran over to celebrate.

The game started up again and it was as if Arsenal had found a new fire from within. For the rest of the first half, Tottenham struggled to keep the ball and found it hard to get it out of their own half.

As a result of this, Sozua managed to get a goal from a corner. The header slotting perfectly in the bottom left corner.

Once the ref blew their whistle for half time you, along with your teammates, made your way back to the locker room with an extra skip in your step.

"Hey, nice goal." Katie smiled as she sat beside you near your locker.

"Thanks." You replied, taking a sip from your drink.

The two of you sat in a comfortable silence but you were soon to catch onto Katies nervous fidgeting. Leg bouncing up and down, restless fingers drumming on her thigh.

You gently placed a hand on Katie's thigh, taking her hand into yours and resting it in her lap. You raised an eyebrow in question and silently asked if she was alright.

Getting a small smile in return you were about to pull your hand away when you felt Katie grip onto it harder.

"Are you doing anything later?" The woman asked, nervousness settling back in.

"I think the girls want to go out, whether we win or not and I was thinking of going, why?"

"No reason." Katie said, sending you a smile albeit it seemed sad.

"I'd like it if you were there." You said, nudging your shoulder into hers.

"Really?"

"Mhm, if you dont go then I won't."

"Okay, I guess I'll see you and everyone else later."

You and your teammates were soon called back out and the game started back up again.

The second half went much quicker than the first and, much to your dismay, the tackles never ceased. Arsenal managed to score a third before you were subbed off for Viv, where you sat on the bench next to Katie.

As the match continued, Katie was subbed on and rather than concentrating on the game you couldn't steer your eyes away from a certain Irish woman. After beth got subbed off, the two of you made little comments about certain plays here and there as well as shouting when a player went down.

Expecting no less, Katie was being brutal when it came to her tackles, earning herself a yellow after only being on the pitch for twenty minutes.

Unbeknownst to you, after every tackle, pass and shot taken by Katie she would discreetly look at you. Hoping that you were watching her in some way, smiling to herself once she sees any sign of you looking at her.

When the final whistle blew everyone let out a sigh of relief, thankful for no more tackles coming their way. The game ended with a four-nil victory and it was safe to say everyone was going to go out.

You walked onto the pitch and went around shaking the opposition's hand once again before walking around the stadium to speak to the fans that came to watch.

After many selfies, signatures and short conversations you had managed to get around to almost everyone as well as giving your shirt away in the process.

"You're drooling." Manu teased as she came up beside Katie, nudging her as she stared at you.

"Shut up." Katie mumbled, unable to tear her eyes away from your frame, watching as your eyes lit up talking to the fans and smiling after getting praised for the way you played.

"You gonna make a move yet?" Manu asked, sending a knowing glance at the woman beside her.

"She doesn't feel the same way." Katie said sadly, finally taking her eyes off of you.

"You don't know that." Manu said supportively. "Try and talk to her at the club and if you're lucky you might get to take them home."

Katie let out a huffed chuckle at the wink the goalkeeper sent her way before walking off and back to the locker room.

"Y/l/n." Jonas called out to you, making your head turn towards him. "You're needed for an interview."

Taking one last photo with someone you sent a smile to the fans before making your way to the interviewer.

"Hey." You smiled as you approached the woman who was going to interview you.

Throughout the interview a common theme was occurring. The woman in front of you couldn't seem to keep her hands off you.

Trying to laugh her advances off you looked to the side multiple times silently begging for someone to come and save you. What made matters worse was you didn't pick up a coat or a spare top before going into the interview.

You stood in front of a camera and a very handsy interviewer with only your sports bra and shorts on.

It was as if God had answered your prayers once you saw Katie making her way towards you, a coat in hand and a not so happy look on her face.

"You must be very strong to keep those defenders off you when scoring that goal." The interviewer said as she placed her hand on your bicep and gave it a little squeeze before moving her hand down your arm and onto your stomach, brushing her fingers over your abdomen.

"Okay, that's enough of this interview." Katie said as she stood behind you, wrapping the coat around your shoulders, covering your front.

"But we were just getting started." The lady replied, sending a wink your way and an ugly expression towards Katie.

"That's a shame, but I really don't give a shit so bye." Katie deadpanned, sending a fake smile before walking off and pulling you along with her.

"Thanks for that." You said appreciatively.

"She should be fired." Katie muttered, shaking her head, steam practicalling coming out of her ears.

"Hey, it's okay." You said, stopping causing Katie to pause as well. You placed your hands on either side of her face, thumbs gently brushing past her cheek bones.

"It's not, she touched you inappropriately." Katie huffed, closing her eyes trying to calm herself down.

"How about we forget about it and go celebrate our win?" You suggested.

"Yeah, okay. I could use a drink."

"You and me both." You chucked.

It was a couple of hours later and you were with all your teammates in some random club in London. Cheap booze and sweat lingering in the air along with drunken bodies swarming the dance floor.

Making your way over to the bar with a couple of your teammates, ordering for yourselves and the ones trying to find a table for you all.

After spending a little too much on drinks you took as many as you could in your hands and made your way to the others.

After many drinks, shots and poor choices you stumbled over to the bar, choosing to go for a water so you won't be dying of a terrible hangover in the morning.

You swirled the straw in your glass, watching as your teammates did some questionable dance moves. Letting out a soft laugh you turned back to the bar, asking for another water.

"Questionable drink of choice." Someone said as they sat beside you. "Water at a club, not seen that before."

"Yeah," you chuckled, taking another sip, "I prefer not to be half way down the toilet."

"Very true." They laughed. "I'm surprised you haven't recognised me yet."

"Wait- oh my god!"

"Surprise."

"What are you doing here?"

"Wanted to see an old friend." They shrugged with a smile.

As you continued to converse with your friend beside you, the looks by your teammates went unnoticed by you.

They saw the way you would laugh at something your friend said, hand touching their arm before going back to your drink. Your body position completely focused on the person sitting beside you.

"What do they have that I don't?" Katie asked, completely misreading the situation.

"Oh, Katie." Leah said softly.

"It's not fair." Katie mumbled, her grip tightening on her drink.

"Why don't you go over there?" Jordan questioned.

"I can't." Katie said dejectedly. "They look too happy."

"Maybe y/n's just being friendly?" Beth piped up.

"Yeah right." The Irish woman scoffed, taking a big gulp of her drink before placing the glass back on to the table. "I'm going home."

"Wait Katie-" The girls tried but it was no use as the Irish woman had already made a beeline for the doors, walking out and onto the streets of London.

It wasn't long after when you decided to end the conversation with your friend and head back to your teammates. After a quick hug goodbye and an exchange of numbers you walked back over to the girls.

"Hey, where's McCabe gone?" You questioned as you stood looking at everyone.

"She went home," Jen replied, "how's your new girlfriend?"

"Huh?" You said, confused.

"You were chatting someone up by the bar."

"Oh, God no. That was just an old friend." You chuckled.

When the girls didn't laugh or send you a smile you were quickly put into a state of utter confusion.

"Wait, do you think I was cracking on with them?" You asked.

"I mean, that's what it looked like from over here." Lia said, shrugging her shoulders.

"Oh, God." You muttered, slumping your shoulders and hanging your head, looking at the floor.

"You might want to go see Katie." Leah suggested.

"Wait, why?" You questioned, lifting your head up from your gaze on the ground.

"Why do you think? She loves you."

"She loves me?" You repeated softly.

"Yes, now go!" The girls said together.

"Oh. Oh. OH." You said frantically. "Okay, do you think I should get her something or-"

"Just go."

"Alright, I'm going." You said raising your hands in defence and walking backwards before turning around to make your way out of the club.

As you made your way towards Katie's place the heavens had decided to open up, causing you to become soaked by the rain. Speeding up your pace, you spotted a little shop and you quickly made your way inside.

Searching through the tiny shop you brought some flowers before heading back out into the rain.

You finally arrived at Katie's place, knocking on her door as you stood on her doorstep, drenched from the downpour you had just walked through.

To say Katie was surprised to see you standing in front of her when she opened her door was an understatement.

"Hey." You smiled, clutching onto the flowers that you held close to your body.

"Hi." Katie smiled back, although it wasn't near enough as big as yours.

"I got these for you." You said, holding the flowers for Katie to take but now looking at them they looked very worse for wear, water dripping off them as they sagged around your hand.

"Y/n." Katie chuckled softly.

"They looked better when I brought them, I promise." You internally groaned as you tried to hide your face in them.

"No, no, I love them." Katie said, gently taking them out of your hands.

"I'm sorry." You smiled weakly, looking down, toeing the ground.

"What for?"

"For being oblivious." You said.

"Oh."

"Yeah, oh." You mumbled. "If I knew you liked me before then I would've made a move."

"You like me?" Katie asked cautiously.

"Yeah, loads and this isn't really how I wanted to confess said feelings but it's better late than never and with you being jealous and all-"

"Oh shut up," Katie mumbled, grabbing the back of your neck and pulling you in for a searing kiss.

You took a hold of Katie's waist and pulled her into you, smiling into the kiss. Stepping forward, you turned and pushed Katie against her front door.

Katie let out a small whine at the action, desperately tugging at the collar of your top, trying to bring you closer.

Trailing down Katie's neck, you left open kisses from her jaw to her collarbone. Sucking partially hard on a certain spot, Katie let a whine escape from her lips.

You pulled away, smiling at the expression painted on Katie's face. Lips bruised, hair dishevelled, chest rising and falling rapidly but still looked like the most beautiful person on the planet.

"I- that was- wow." You said, struggling to find what to say.

"Such a way with words." Katie chuckled.

"I really like you and I really don't want to mess this up." you admitted, pointing between the two of you.

"I really like you too." Katie smiled. "But you already knew that."

"Well, not really." You said sheepishly, rubbing the back of your neck.

"I'll let you off."

"It's 'cause you love me." you teased dragging out the 'o' in love.

"Not there yet," Katie smiled, "but how about you come inside and we can finish off what we started."

"No need to tell me twice." You rushed out, being pulled by Katie as you kicked the door closed.

It was safe to say you were very thankful for jealous Katie that night, unlike the neighbours.