Leah Williamson

Request: Do you know that tiktok couples prank that someone offers their partner to do something hard, like helping a friend move houses and see how the partner reacts? Could you write that with Leah?

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Leah had just been given a week's vacation from Arsenal. It was one of those rare dates on the football calendar when she didn't have to worry about a thing.

Arsenal didn't matter, the Lionesses didn't matter, and football didn't matter at all. And Leah was serious when she said she was taking a break from football. When she got home, the first thing she did was grab Y/n by the waist and throw both of them onto the sofa.

"No more football," Leah mumbled, resting her head on Y/n's thigh, allowing Y/n to run her hands through her hair. "No ball, no training, no boots, no nothing for a whole week."

"You deserve it, baby," Y/n said, giving Leah a gentle kiss on the lips. "Now your focus is on resting and on me."

Leah smirked. "You?"

"Yep!" Y/n said before Leah changed their positions so she was on top of her. "I can certainly do that."

Two days passed and, although Leah claimed she didn't need football, she was rather grumpy without it. It was like she couldn't get used to a routine without the sport.

So Y/n thought of a fun thing to do, something different.

And unfortunately for Leah, it didn't involve any sexual acts.

Y/n pretended to use her phone, but in reality, she was filming Leah. The angle was very bad though; it almost cut Leah's head off the screen, but Y/n didn't mind—she wasn't going to post it anyway.

She set her alarm to play the same song as when her phone rang and then began her show.

Leah was sitting on the other side of the sofa, doing sudoku in her pyjamas. Her hair was in a ponytail—the same one she did every day for training—even though they hadn't even left the house today.

"Hey, babes, what's up?" Y/n said, pretending to speak with someone on the other end.

As usual, Leah didn't look up from her sudoku, her eyes narrowed as she concentrated on the numbers in front of her.

"Yeah, she's on vacation right now, but we're still in London. We chose not to travel this time."

Y/n knew Leah well enough to notice how her attention slightly shifted toward the conversation. Leah knew Y/n was talking about something that involved her, but still, her eyes remained glued to the paper.

"Oh really?! Already?" Y/n faked surprise in her voice, and that's when Leah looked up, a grumpy expression on her face.

"Can you speak quieter? I'm almost done–" Leah began saying, not loud enough for whoever was supposedly on the other end to hear her.

Y/n ignored her. "Of course, Leah can help you, she doesn't have anything else to do anyway."

And that's when Leah's head snapped up.

"What do you mean I have nothing to do? I have plenty–"

Y/n quickly put a finger on Leah's mouth, shutting her up. She pressed the phone against her chest. "Baby! I'm talking to Laia, please be quiet."

Leah crossed her arms, watching Y/n as she kept going with her prank.

"What was that, Laia? You need help taking a fridge up the stairs?" Y/n asked. "Yeah, Leah will be there to help you, no problem."

"What?!" Leah argued, putting the sudoku completely aside and sitting next to Y/n. "What are you on about? Why are you offering me?"

"Because you're strong, Leah," Y/n said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Laia told me the fridge is not heavy at all."

"But–"

"Sorry, Laia. Yeah, she'll totally come over to give you a hand."

In a quick motion, Leah took the phone from Y/n's hands.

"Hey, Laia, sorry about that, Y/n is in a silly mood right now," Leah began, talking into the phone and giving Y/n an ugly look. "I can't help you, mate, but I'm sure there's like... a service you can hire to do that kind of stuff."

Leah waited for Laia's voice, but it never came. She took the phone from her ear and looked at it. It wasn't even on the calling screen.

"Did she hang up?" Leah asked, confused.

"Yep, I think she got mad that you didn't want to help her," Y/n said, prolonging the lie just a little more. "Now her food will all go to waste since she doesn't have a freezer to put it in."

"Oh, we can just invite her to dinner some night to make up for it." Leah rolled her eyes and got back to her sudoku. "Don't know what you were thinking, offering me—have you seen my arms? They're small," she huffed, writing a number down on the sudoku paper.

"But you're her captain, you're supposed to help your teammates out!"

"I'm on vacation, princess. Right now, I'm just Leah." Leah said, putting her feet on Y/n's lap. "I just wanna relax! I've told you that—no football also means no teammates!"

"But I'm your teammate," Y/n pouted.

"Right now, you're just my girlfriend," Leah said smugly. "A girlfriend who thinks I'm stronger than I am."

Y/n laughed—it was time to disclose the prank.

She shifted on the sofa, putting Leah's sudoku aside while she sat on her lap. Leah was staring at her mouth shamelessly.

"It's a prank," Y/n said straightforwardly, planting a kiss on Leah's face. "Sorry."

Leah gently placed a hand on Y/n's neck, making the girl look at her. "A prank? What prank?"

"Laia never called. It's a TikTok trend—to pretend to offer your girlfriend to do something and see how she reacts," Y/n explained, smiling as Leah just looked at her.

"Are you serious, bro?" Leah asked, throwing her head back. "I'm gonna delete TikTok from your phone."

"No, you're not! This prank helped me see that if one of our friends needed this kind of help, you'd be useless," Y/n joked. "But at the same time, you're right–"

Y/n took one of Leah's arms in her hands. "Your arms aren't that strong."

"Excuse me?!" Leah said, offended. "If I wanted to, I very well could lift a fridge upstairs! I'm not weak."

"I didn't say you're weak! I just said that–"

Leah took Y/n from her lap and quickly reached for her phone. Y/n looked at her, confused.

"What are you doing?" she asked, trying to peek over Leah's shoulder. "Let me see it." Y/n stomped her feet.

"I'm buying us a fridge," Leah stated. "The biggest one."

Y/n looked at Leah as if she was out of her mind. "I'm sorry. Our freezer is good, why are you buying a new one?!"

"To show you I can lift it up the stairs," Leah murmured grumpily.

"Leah. No," Y/n said as if talking to a toddler. "Don't be ridiculous."

"Done!" Leah said, showing Y/n the phone screen of the online purchase she had just made.

Y/n threw herself dramatically onto the sofa. "Bloody hell! Why are you like that?"

Leah lay down on top of Y/n and whispered in her ear. "Because you doubted me, and now I have to prove you wrong."

"You realise how immature that is, right?" Y/n said, feeling Leah's soft lips brushing against her collarbone. "And don't try to use sex to make me forget it."

Leah chuckled. "I'm just kissing you."

"Yeah, whatever," Y/n said. "Now we have to find another place to put our freezer!"

Leah sucked on Y/n's neck. "We can think about it later. Just enjoy yourself."

Y/n learned two things:

Leah indeed had strong feelings because, in the end—after struggling a lot—she did carry the fridge upstairs to their apartment. Leah indeed used sex to make her forget about having two freezers lying around in the kitchen.