pairing: Vivianne Miedema x f!Reader
warnings: hints of sexual themes and very slight swearing
word count: 304
summary: where your girlfriend reacts to you wearing her clothes for the first time
Number 11
‘Hey have you seen my-’ Vivianne stops short, whatever else she had been about to say forgotten. The only thing she could focus on now was you. In her jersey, wearing her name and number on your back.
‘Viv? Are you okay?’ You ask, worried by her sudden silence.
She shakes her head, as if to clear her thoughts.
‘Yep, fine.’
‘Okay?’ You bite your lip nervously, unconvinced by her answer.
The Arsenal striker busies herself with packing her kit bag, shoving her cleats and shin pads into it. You stare at her in uncertainty, fiddling with the edge of her jersey.
Wearing it had not been planned but your water bottle had spilled in your kit bag, leaving your spare shirt soaked. You knew Viv always carried an extra jersey so you had borrowed it with every intention of returning it to her. She had been in the shower so you couldn’t ask permission but you didn’t think she would have minded.
Apologetically you begin, ‘I’m sorry. You can have it back, I’ll just ask Daan if she’s got an extra I can borrow. I-’
Viv cuts you off, pushing you against the wall and roughly kissing you, pulling away only when you’re both breathless.
Her tongue darts out to wet her lips before she whispers, blue eyes focused on yours, ‘Keep it. It looks better on you anyway.’
‘What?’ Your mind was spinning, dazed by the feeling of her mouth on yours. She had never kissed you like that before.
She laughs softly, pressing a light kiss onto your forehead.
‘You look so sexy wearing my name. Showing everyone you’re mine. I love it.’ Viv mumbles.
‘Yeah? Maybe I should do it more often.’ You tease
‘Godverdomme, you’re going to be the death of me.’ She grumbles before playfully nibbling your ear.
Dutch Translation:
Godverdomme - Goddamnnit