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it’s after frankfurt's loss to leverkusen in march, when everyone begins to doubt if they'll be able to make third place that laura makes a bet with you.
that if your club do qualify for the champions league, she can kiss you.
frankfurt makes it. despite all the odds, your club makes it.
you sorta think the forward’s forgotten because she goes through the entire post match celebrations without mentioning it.
you don't know if you're disappointed or relieved.
barely a half hour after you make it home, your phone chimes with a text from laura.
it reads, 'are you too tired?'
you hesitate wondering what she is up to before replying, 'no?'
her response comes quickly, 'great! open your door please?'
with wide eyes, you do as she asks and it reveals the smiling blonde outside your apartment.
'lau what are you doing here?'
the german woman in question winks, 'as you know i made a bet with you...'
you blush and she continues, 'and since we did qualify i was thinking about the kiss you owe me.'
'the kiss i owe you? i recall the conversation quite differently lau. more of a you asking me if you can kiss me if we finish third in the league.'
laura tsks, 'semantics.'
you roll your eyes with fond exasperation, 'still doesn't explain why you are here.’
the blonde grins, 'right so as i was saying before you so kindly interrupted me, i was thinking about our kiss.'
despite what she just mentioned, about you interrupting her, you do so again, 'our kiss? we haven't kissed yet.'
'exactly! we shouldn't just kiss without at least having one date. that's why i'm here...to ask if i can take you out on a first date.' laura finishes shyly and you stare at her in surprise.
'it's almost midnight schatz and you didn’t say anything after the game so i thought you forgot.’ you whisper.
'the late hour doesn’t mean my feelings for you lessen and there’s no way i forget anything about you. the two goals i scored tonight were just for you.’ she murmurs, her cheeks turning a pretty shade of pink.
it's so cute that you can't resist leaning in to press an affectionate kiss onto said blush.
'okay. okay let's go.'
'really? cause i was prepared to do a whole lot more convincing.' laura rambles in disbelief.
'schatz if you don't shut up, i'm going to have to kiss you to make you stop.'
the blonde goes quiet but smiles brightly at you.
'our date first. then i'm going to kiss you.'
'more than once i hope. because you're not the only one with more than friendly feelings lau.' you murmur.
laura if possible, looks even happier.
'as many as you'd like.' she promises and eagerly takes your hand in hers.
and the striker doesn't disappoint.
she takes you to get ice cream at a twenty four hour dessert place and teasingly steals spoonfuls of your ice cream whenever you're distracted.
which is easy when you’re sitting opposite the laura freigang, the most beautiful person you have ever seen.
she’s got such mesmerising blue gray eyes and her blonde hair frames her face perfectly.
the german woman is in a simple sweatpants and hoodie but you think you might fall in love with her.
when she takes you back to your apartment, she draws you close to her by placing her hands on your waist.
‘close your eyes.’ she barely audibly murmurs.
you listen to her, eyes fluttering shut in anticipation.
still, nothing can quite prepare you for the moment laura presses her lips against yours.
tentatively at first but far more confidently once you melt into her and bring your hands up to cup her face.
right there and then, you are certain that falling in love with your fellow eintracht frankfurt player is inevitable. she’s just that special.
the feeling seems to be mutual because the striker readily accepts your invitation to come into your apartment.
it’s in your bedroom that she fulfils her promise entirely, sharing kiss after kiss with you.
intimate ones, teasing ones, ones that have you gasping her name, she holds true to her words.
as many as you like is what she promised you. as many as you like is what laura gives you.
for tonight at first and then for the rest of your life as she goes from your crush, to your girlfriend and eventually to your wife.