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Collecting Strays - Kelley O’Hara X Reader (platonic)

Summary: Miss Kelley is known for making friends with younger players and taking them under her wing. When she notices you, a rookie at Gotham, are having a bad day, she does what she can to make you feel better, adding you to her collection of younger players she looks out for.

Warnings: slight angst

It had been less than a month since you signed with Gotham. Just a few short weeks ago your mom had helped you move in to your new apartment and get set up in this new city. At first everything was fine. You seemed to fit in well with the team making a few friends with your fellow teammates.

One in particular was Kelley O’Hara. One your very first day with Gotham, Kelley took you under her wing, showing you around, giving you tips during training, and just being a supportive teammate.

Normally, you were excited for practice but today you just couldn’t muster up the energy to even try to seem excited to be there. First, your coffee had spilt in your car leaving you un-caffeinated. Then, you couldn’t stop shivering as you walked outside to the training pitch. The wind was blowing in your face making you even colder despite the training jacket you had on. The sky seemed to get greyer and greyer as training went on. You also weren’t playing as well as you could.

At the end of practice you took a deep breath, not wanting your teammates to see you cry. Showering as quickly as possible and throwing on clothes, you quickly made your way out of the changing room trying to avoid conversation.

Today was just a hard day, your teammates didn’t need to know that.

You were halfway out the building when a hand on your shoulder stopped you.

“Hey kid,” Kelley said turning you to face her, “what’s up? You’ve been off all day.”

You try to shrug off Kelley’s hand, not bothering to take your eyes off the floor.

“Nothing’s up, I’m just having an off day,” you lie.

“That’s not going to work with me kid,” Kelley crossed her arms in front of her.

Still not looking up you just shrug in response.

“Come on, your gonna come over to my place,” Kelley demanded pushing you towards the door.

“Kelley, really I’m fine I just want to go back to my apartment,” you try and pull away from her.

“Spending an hour at my apartment wont kill you,” Kelley said practically dragging you to her car.

That’s how you ended up on Kelley’s couch, hot chocolate in hand watching some random show.

“So, you want to talk about it yet?” Kelley ask, once you finish your drink setting down.

“No, not really,” you say, turning your attention back to the tv.

Kelley lets out an exaggerated sigh, causing you to roll your eyes.

“I told you early, I’m fine.” Looking over Kelly arches an eyebrow, causing you to sigh this time. “Okay, it’s my mom’s birthday and I miss home and I miss my dog and I really wish I could be there celebrating with everyone and I love it here but…”

Kelley cuts you off “woah, take a deep breath,” pulling you into a hug you burry your face in her neck wrapping your arms around the older woman.

You hadn’t realized you were crying but now it felt like you couldn’t stop.

“I miss home,” you whimper in Kelley’s embrace.

“Shh, I know,” she says rubbing your back. “I know.”

You don’t know how long you to stay like that. With you practically in Kelley’s lap letting it all out as she runs her fingers through your hair and rubs your back, holding you until you calm down.

Once she notices your sobs had stopped Kelley pulls back slightly, wiping your tears away.

“I know its hard,” she says her thumb stroking your cheek. “I wont lie to you and tell you it gets easier. In this profession, you’re always going to miss something. Birthdays, holidays, weddings, but you get so much more and make so many amazing memories and travel to new places, it’ll make it worth it. I’m sorry you miss home but just know this team is here for you. I’m here for you.”

Fresh tears make its way down your cheeks and you whip at them with your shirt sleeve. “Thank you Kelley. Not just for today but for being there for me even when I first joined the team.”

“Of course” Kelley smiled pulling you in for a hug. “Now how about we get some ice cream, ice creams guaranteed to make anyone happy.”

You laugh for probably the first time today, “okay.”

It had been a few hours since your breakdown to Kelley but you were still in her apartment. A knock at the door startled you both. Kelley rolled her eyes when a familiar voice called out. You could tell that a few people were outside, namely Rose and Sonnett, but you couldn’t tell who else.

At first you had thought Kelley had invited them over but when someone knocked Kelley rolled her eyes mumbling how some people just wouldn’t leave her alone as she went to open the door. You knew her annoyance was fake though when Jenna walked through the door Jenna launched herself at Kelley. Kelley picked her up spinning the younger girl around. Rose and Sonnett followed behind walking into Kelley's apartment. You smiled in greeting to your teammates.

Sonnett and Rose made their way into the living room, saying quick hellos as Kelley sat Jenna back down on her feet.

“You guys ate ice cream without us,” Sonnett frowned when she noticed the two empty bowls on the coffee table.

“Ice creams for invited guest only,” Kelley said following Jenna and Rose into the living room.

“I’m hurt Miss Kelley,” Sonnett placed a hand over her heart pretending to be offended.

“What are you guys watching,” Rose said sitting down between you and Sonnett.

“Just some trash reality tv show,” You said causing Kelley to scoff.

“First, they barge in then you insult the tv shows I watch.”

“We should watch a movie,” Jenna interrupts as she squeezes herself in between Sonnett and Rose.

“I agree,” Sonnett picks up the remote, looking for a movie to watch.

“You guys know this is my apartment, right?” Kelley is still standing, her hands on her hips looking at all of you.

“Please Miss Kelley? That show was boring,” you stick out your bottom lip, giving Kelley the best puppy-dog eyes you can.

“Sonnett, look what you’ve taught her,” Kelley gasp causing the room to laugh. “My sweet innocent baby calling me Miss Kelley.”

Kelley pinches your cheeks, swatting at her hands trying to get her to stop as the others laugh at you two. “I’m not a baby,” you pout.

“You’re one of the youngest on the team, of course you’re a baby,” Kelley says finally sitting down next to you pulling you into her side.

You cross your arms sinking back into the couch.

“Does that mean I’ve been upgraded Miss Kelley?” Jenna ask leaning forward to look at Kelley.

“Ugh not you too,” Kelley groans covering her face with her hands.

“Shh guys, Sonnett picked a movie,” Rose said kicking her feet up on the coffee table.

The movie started and everyone was quite watching as the opening credits came on the screen.

“Wait!” Jenna stood up from the couch, walking to the kitchen. “We need popcorn.”

After the movie, Sonnett, Rose, and Jenna started getting their things together.

“Thanks Miss Kelley for letting us crash your place,” Jenna said pressing a kiss to Kelley’s cheeks.

“Yeah yeah,” Kelley said taking empty bowls to the kitchen.

A chorus of byes followed as the other women made their way out of Kelley’s apartment, leaving just you and her. You grabbed the remaining bowls from the coffee table, taking them to the kitchen.

“You didn’t have to do that,” Kelley said taking them from your hands.

“It’s okay, it’s the least I can do since you let me stay here all day,” you shrugged.

“If I remember correctly, I had to drag you to my car earlier,” you roll your eyes at Kelley’s response.

You lean against the counter as Kelley loads her dishwasher, “about that, how am I getting to my apartment?”

“Why don’t you just stay her tonight and I’ll drive us to training in the morning?”

You try to come up with an excuse but you don’t have one and you don’t really want to be alone right now any ways.

Nodding, your wrap your arms around yourself, “okay, thanks.”

“Yeah its no problem,” Kelley says giving you a soft smile.

Now that a few hours had gone by you realized you weren’t sad anymore, or as sad. Kelley had succeeded in taking your mind off things. You didn’t realize how desperately you had needed the company. If you hadn’t come over to Kelley’s you would have probably gone back to your apartment after practice and spent all day crying in your bed.

“No Kelley, I mean thank you, for today,” you admit. “I really needed this.”

“I know kid,” Kelley says pulling you in for a hug.

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lets-get-saucy · 2 months

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First Game – Emily Sonnett x Reader x daughter (fluff)

Summary: Emily and your daughter has her first soccer game and is determined to be Emily’s mini-me.

It was early morning, still half asleep you were cuddled into your wife’s side, savoring one of the few Saturday mornings you had with her. Emily’s chest softly moved up and down, her heart beating under your ear. In your half-awake state you could hear noise coming from down the hall but it didn’t register what you were hearing. Ignoring the sounds you buried your face in Emily’s neck hoping to get a little more sleep. That wish was short lived as your bedroom door burst open and tiny footsteps ran in.

“mama, mommy, wake up!” Your four year old, Riley, shouted jumping up on your bed.

“Five more minutes,” Emily groaned, her face burying into your hair causing you to chuckle.

Baby name sat herself on top of you both gently grabbing your face in her small hands, when your eyes remained closed pretending to sleep she gentle shook your face back and forth.

“wake up mommy!”

Sitting up slightly, you wrap your arms around the little girl pulling her down with you as you lay back down, “but it’s so comfy in bed.”

Emily wrapped her arms around the two of you, her eyes still not opening.

“We might just have to stay in bed all day,” Emily sighed.

“Nooo” your daughter squealed trying to wiggle out of your arms. “wake up, wake up, wake up.” Riley jumped up and down on the bed.

Emily faked a groan sitting up, “what’s so important about today anyway, why can we sleep all day?”

Your daughter gasped, offended her mama could ask such a question.

“today’s my first game!” she exclaimed, throwing her arms out dramatically.

“How could we forget!” you said, your daughter crossing her arms.

“Come on, we can’t be late” the little girl tried to pull Emily and you out of your bed.

“Woah, baby sauce soccer stars have to get breakfast first,” Emily told baby finally getting out of bed, picking the little girl up in her arms, “what should we have for breakfast?”

“Waffles!”

“Waffles it is!” you rolled your eyes at Emily and her mini-me.

Getting out of bed you placed a kiss to your daughters head and one to Emilys cheek, “Ill join you two down stairs in a few for game day waffles.”

It was a little while later, pre-game waffles consumed, and you were currently standing in the bathroom trying to do Riley’s hair. Typically, she was an easy-going little kid but today she wouldn’t sit still and no matter how many times you redid her hair she wasn’t happy with it.

You were used to the crazy Sonnett pair, always dancing around or laughing. But right now after your third attempt of a ponytail, with your daughter wiggling around singing and trying to dance to the music Emily had put on, you were growing slightly frustrated.

“Baby, I need you to stand still while I do your hair” you said, in a calm voice, brushing Riley’s hair back.

The little girl looked up at you and noticed what you were doing with her hair.

“No, want hair like mama” she pouted seeing the ponytail you were trying to do.

“It is like mamas,” you said, switching tactics and trying to arrange your daughters blonde hair into the signature Sonnett messy bun.

“No it’s not,” the little girl said crossing her arms.

You may have carried and given birth to your daughter but she was practically a clone of Emily. Looking at her through the mirror you were looking at a mini-Emily. Your daughters blonde hair now a mess from where you had let go of it.

“Mama!” you daughter yelled as Emily walked into the bathroom.

“Why isn’t your hair done?” Emily asked your daughter, looking at you questionably.

“Want hair like mama,” Riley explained.

Emily arched an eyebrow looking at you through the mirror.

Throwing your hands up in surrender “I tried, she didn’t like how I did it.”

Emily laughed at your response, before kissing your cheek, wrapping her arms around your waste.

“It’s okay babe, I can do it.” Emily said. “Why don’t you finish getting ready, I’ve got baby sauce.”

You nodded, turning in her arms, placing a kiss to her lips then to the top of your daughters head. The little girl looked up at you with a full grin, dimples popping out.

“I’m gonna be just like mama!”

You chuckled, “of course you are baby.”

Heading to your closet to finish getting yourself ready, you smiled to yourself. Your daughter was the best thing that had happened in your life and even though she was Emilys clone it just made you adore the little girl more.

Half way through changing your outfit you heard music blaring from the bathroom followed by giggles from your two girls. After being married to Emily for many years you were used to her antics which often included music and dancing at the most random times.

“mama you’re silly,” you heard Riley call out.

“I’m not silly!” Emily exaggerates, arguing with her mini-me.

Suddenly a squeal came from the bathroom followed by a clattering a tiny footsteps running into the closet.

“Mommy help me, mamas gonna get me” you daughter ran into you hiding behind your legs with a huge smile on your face.

Emily walks into the closet pretending to look around, “Hmm, have your seen a little girl around here?”

“Nope, don’t think I have” you responded, your daughter giggling from behind you.

Emily moved through the closet looking behind clothes, under shoes, even in drawers much to Riley’s amusement.

“She’s gotta be around her somewhere” Emily said slowly moving closer to where you and your daughter where standing.

“Gottcha!” Emily picked your daughter up spinning her around, carrying her back to your bedroom.

Following behind them you shook your head at the pairs antics.

“Mommy help!” your daughter called out through fits of laughter as Emily started tickling her.

Emily stopped tickling the girl picking her up, “are you going to take it back now?” She asked.

“Never!” your daughter said sticking her tongue out.

Instead of responding, Emily stuck her tongue out back at the little girl.

Walking over to your two girls, you picked Riley up and started walking out of the room.

“Come on you two, we need to leave soon if we’re going to make it to your game on time” you said kissing your Riley’s cheek.

“let’s go, let’s go” your daughter said wiggling out of your arms running to grab her bag, causing you and Emily to laugh.

At the game Emily and you stood on the side of the field watching your daughters team play. Multiple of Emily’s teammates had come out to support your daughter at her first game. Kelley, Rose, and a few others made up Riley’s own personal cheer section.

Even though at this age it wasn’t really about skill or tactics, the women around you were talking to each other about little kid level soccer tactics and what position you daughter will play once she’s older.

Half of the kids on the field were currently just running around not really knowing the rules of soccer yet. Except for your daughter, having been raised partially by and around professional soccer players, the rules of the game were practically ingrained in her from birth.

“Run!” Emily shouted toward your daughter when she got the ball from a kid on the opposing team.

“Go, go, go,” Kelley joined in, encouraging Riley.

Your daughter had a signature Sonnett concentration look on her face as she dribbled the ball down the field. Her messy bun still in place from this morning, bobbing as she ran.

“Come on baby sauce you got this!” Rose yelled from her place beside Emily.

Continuing down the field your daughter noticed none of her teammates were nearby or able to be passed to, the young kids still learning the rules of the game, but there was an opening between players in front of the goal.

You watched as your four year old kicked the ball as hard as she could towards the goal. Holding your breath, you grabbed Emilys arm in anticipation. When the ball hit the back of the neck Everyone around you erupted into cheers, as well as your daughters teammates.

“Yes!” Emily shouted.

“Great job baby sauce!” Rose screamed, giving the girl a thumbs up.

Your daughter jumped in the air in excitement over her first goal before running back over to her teammates as the game continued.

Riley’s team ended up winning but both teams had been given ribbons to celebrate their first game. After pictures had been taken the little girl cam running over to Emily and you.

“I did it! I scored a goal!” she yelled jumping into Emily’s arms.

“You did a great job baby,” you said, giving both girls a hug.

“We’re so proud of you,” Emily said, smiling brightly at your daughter.

“Looks like you two have a future forward on your hands,” Kelley said patting Riley on the head.

“I wanna be just like mama!” Riley told Kelley, her dimples over taking her face.

Rose laughed at this response, “then you better learn all the positions baby sauce.”

Riley nodded as if she was making mental notes on how to become just like Emily one day.

“Should we get ice cream to celebrate?” Emily ask, taking your daughter out of her thoughts.

“Ice cream!” Riley looked over to you knowing you were pretty strict about sweets before dinner, “Can we go mommy?”

“I suppose, it is a special day after all,” you said kissing Riley’s cheek.

Riley turned to Rose and Kelley, “Rosie and Miss Kelley come?”

Kelley took Riley out of Emily’s arms spinning her around, “of course! We have to celebrate with our little super star.”

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