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Age Is Just A Number (It Shouldn't Hold You Back) (Alex Morgan x Reader)

If there was one thing you didn't expect when you joined the USWNT, it was to develop a relationship with Alex Morgan, one that consisted of playful teasing and flirting. Despite the fact that she was ten years your senior, something she continuously reminded you of, you couldn't help but fall for her, age be damned, now if only Alex felt the same way.

Your tongue swipes along your lips as you watch Alex Morgan move to her feet, the woman’s uniform now drenched thanks to the waterlogged pitch you were being forced to play on in the semifinals against Canada in the Women’s Gold Cup.

You move past her, a smirk on your face.

“Looking good, as always Morgan.” You tease, and she rolls her eyes, giving you a playful shove as you all gather in the box for the incoming corner kick.

“Shut up.” She shakes her head, though she can’t bite back a smile.

You lick your lips, watching as Rose Lavelle sets up the corner kick, her hand held high in the air as she prepares to fire the ball.

The second the ball leaves her foot you know it’s yours, your teammates covered by the Canadian players.

You leap into the air, using your height to your advantage, jumping high above the Canadian players defending you, the ball ricocheting of your head and inches past Kailen Sheridan’s gloved hands.

You again jump into the air, throwing a fist above your head as your teammates surround you, ruffling your hair.

Rose jumps into your arms, and you lift her in the air before twirling.

“Nice corner as always Rosie.” You say, the woman giggling.

You turn towards Alex, a smirk stretching across your face.

“Are you impressed yet?” You flirt and she snorts, throwing an arm around your shoulders.

“It WAS an impressive header.” She says and you snicker.

“Don’t worry, you’ll fall for me soon.” You wink and she giggles, her cheeks flushing slightly as she makes her way towards her place on the field, ready to put the ball back into play.

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The whistle blows and you sigh in relief, your clothes sticking to your body considering the rain had started back up towards the end of the second half.

A number of your teammates jog your way, Emily Sonnett in particular jumping on your back.

“Way to use your freakish tallness to take us through to the finalssss!” Emily says, her chin resting on the top of your head and you snort.

“I knew it was good for SOMETHING.” You snicker as the woman slides of your back before sprinting towards Lindsey and Rose.

Meanwhile, you make your way towards Alex, a smirk stretching across your face.

“So, what did you think of my performance?” You ask and she shakes her head.

“Ehhh.” She says and you throw your head back with a groan.

Alex nudges you with her hip.

“I’m kidding, you did great.”

You smile, throwing your arm around her middle, giving her side a squeeze, something that makes her cheeks flush.

“I do have to admit...” You say, leaning towards her, the proximity between you making her cheeks darken.

“I really like seeing you all wet.” You wink and she gives you a shove.

“Stop it.” She says, sticking her tongue out.

“I already told you, I’m too old for you.” She says exasperatedly and you shrug.

“Don’t tell me you haven’t thought about it.” You bite your bottom lip, noting the way Alex’s throat bobs.

“Y/N?” You turn, smiling when you see that you’re being waved over for an interview.

You back away from Alex, your eyes raking down her front, your tongue swiping at your lips.

“I think you’re JUST the right age for me.” You smirk, sending her another wink before jogging towards the waiting analyst.

Alex groans, rolling her eyes.

Despite the fact that Alex had told you multiple times that she was far too old for you, you continued to flirt relentlessly.

In all honesty, she HAD thought about it, but she knew you should be with someone your own age, not someone 10 years your senior.

“Mommyyyy!”

Alex smiles scooping Charlie up in her arms as she darts across the field, her little arms wrapping around her neck.

Not only was she 10 years your senior, but a mother as well, meaning her number one priority was Charlie, and would always be Charlie.

Across the field, you watch the pair with a soft smile.

“Jesus Christ, do you ever think of ANYTHING else?” Emily asks, throwing an arm around you and you grin.

“Hey, you can’t blame me for trying.” You smirk, unable to take your eyes off the forward as she makes the way around the field, Charlie in her arms.

“I mean, Alex IS milf material.” Emily shrugs, not realizing Kelley was standing behind her.

“I’m totally going to tell her you said that.” The older woman snickers and Emily’s eyes widen, her cheeks flushing.

“You wouldn’t dare...!” She says, chasing after Kelley as she sprints towards Alex.

You shake your head as you turn, shaking your opponent’s waiting hands.

You knew deep down you probably never had a chance with Alex Morgan, but there was no harm in flirting, was there?

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“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were falling for me.” You tease as you hoist Alex to her feet after she goes down at practice.

Alex’s blue orbs widen when you reach towards her face, delicately brushing a piece of grass off her forehead.

She’s unable to stop her breath from hitching when your fingertips lightly graze her jawline, your eyes holding a softness she hadn’t seen all that often.

You clear your throat, your cheeks flushing as your bravado completely shifts, a cocky grin stretching across your face.

You send her a wink before making your back to your position on the field.

Alex’s throat bobs as you lift your shirt, using it to wipe the sweat from your face, revealing the chiseled muscle that hid beneath your shirt.

“Jan, you’ve got some drool on your chin.” Kelley teases as she jogs passed, earning a glare from the seasoned forward.

“I do not.” She grumbles and Kelley snorts.

“Could’ve fooled me.”

Alex turns away with a growl, again finding you on the field as you sprint towards Emily Sonnett, sliding in and swiping the ball from her, the blonde playfully nudging you on her way by.

Watching the interaction makes something stir within Alex, her blue orbs narrowing as she glares at the blonde.

She clears her throat, giving her head a shake before making her way down field and back into the scrimmage, putting whatever was churning in her stomach at the back of her mind.

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The more she saw you and Emily interact, the more her stomach churned, it didn’t take her long to realize exactly what she was feeling.

It was jealousy.

She tried her best to ignore it, but it continued to rear its ugly head.

It was then she realized she needed to put distance between the two of you, she had to ignore what she was feeling, you deserved someone your own age, not someone 10 years older than you.

It was in that moment she decided she had to put distance between the two of you, she had to ignore your constant flirting, she had to avoid you, she had to stop the feeling in her chest when she saw you with Emily Sonnett.

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“Looking good as always Morgan.” You wink as the huddle breaks, your eyes widening when Alex completely ignores you and turns away, jogging onto the field.

You frown, your brows knitted in confusion.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Emily asks, her hand resting on your back.

You shake your head.

“N-Nothing.” You mumble, slowly making your way towards the bench.

Maybe she hadn’t heard you?

Maybe she was so focused on the game that she just forgot to respond?

Whatever it was, it made your heart ache.

The whistle blows and you jump, pulled out of your thoughts when the fans cheer and the game ultimately starts.

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When the halftime whistle blows, you jog towards Alex, her throat visibly bobbing.

“Showing off for me?" You tease, screeching to a halt when Alex silently walks past you, in no way acknowledging your presence.

It was then you realize that she HAD heard you earlier, she'd just chose to ignore you, something that tears your heart in two.

“Why the long face?” Emily asks as she slings her arm around your shoulders, your frown deepening.

“Alex is ignoring me...” You mumble sadly, Emily’s brows furrow.

“Did something happen between the two of you?” She asks and you shake your head, the two of you making your way towards the locker room.

“Not that I know of.” You say, Emily humming.

“Maybe she’s just focused on the game?” She says, her head cocked to the side, and you shrug dejectedly.

“Yeah, maybe.”

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It turns out, Alex’s refusal to talk to you had absolutely nothing to do with the game considering once you’d gotten onto the bus, when you even looked in her direction, she turned away, shoving her air pods in her ears.

Your shoulders hunch as you drop down into an empty seat, your head hanging sadly.

“Hey, what’s wrong kid?” Kelley asks, rubbing your back on her way by and you shake your head.

“Nothing.”

Kelley scoffs, flopping down in the seat beside you.

“That’s bullshit.” She says and you sigh deeply.

“Alex won’t talk to me, and I don’t know why.” You mumble sadly, Kelley’s eyes narrowing, her brows furrow.

“When did that start?” She asks, her brown orbs darting from you to the back of Alex’s head and back.

“Today.” You swallow hard, wiggling in your seat.

“Do you want me to talk to her?” Kelley asks, your eyes widening in horror as you turn abruptly towards her.

“Please don’t, maybe she just wants space, I don’t know.” You shrug, Kelley studying your face for a moment before nodding.

“Okay kid, but if you want me to, let me know.” She says, ruffling your hair, which makes you smile.

“I will.”

Kelley makes her way towards the back of the bus, taking a seat beside Emily.

“Do you know what’s going on with Alex and Y/N?” She asks the blonde shrugging.

“Y/N just said she’s ignoring her.”

Kelley hums, her brown orbs staring holes in the back of Alex’s head.

She had no idea why Alex’s was ignoring you, but she intended to find out.

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“What’s going on between you and Y/N?” Kelley asks that night when Alex makes her way into the room after taking a shower, the woman stiffening.

“N-Nothing.” She says nonchalantly, refusing to look at the defender whose eyes narrow.

“Emily said she tried to talk to you and that you ignored her.”

Alex’s throat bobs, something her friend takes note of.

“I-I just didn’t hear her.” She says, the excuse lame, even to her own ears.

Kelley hums, eyeing the woman intently.

“Well, it really upset her.” She comments, the thought of you being upset making her stomach lurch.

“Oh, I didn’t realize.”

Kelley hums, turning to her phone when it chimes, busying herself with whatever is on its screen.

Alex turns away, her gaze falling to her lap.

She knew it would be better for the both of you if you didn’t speak to one another at all.

If you spoke again, the flirting would start back up and she wasn’t sure if she could handle that, not with the feelings currently stirring in her chest at just the thought of you.

Alex takes a deep breath, laying back in bed, her head resting against the hotel’s pillows.

She was convinced she was making the right decision, you deserved someone your own age, and that obviously wasn’t her.

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Unfortunately for you, the remainder of your time spent together is much of the same, you attempting to speak to Alex, and Alex completely ignoring you.

Needless to say, when you went home to Gotham FC, your tail was firmly trapped between your legs.

“Come on kid, cheer up.” Kelley says as she slings an arm around your middle.

You whine.

“I just don’t know what I did wrong.” You mumble sadly, Kelley frowning.

“I don’t think you actually did anything wrong...” She sighs, running a hand down your back.

“What do you mean?” You ask, your head cocked to the side, brows knitted in confusion.

“Whatever is going on, it’s on her end, you didn’t do anything wrong.”

Your eyes widen, a small smile ticking the corners of your mouth upward.

“Really?” You whisper the older woman pulling you in and giving you a squeeze.

“Really.” She says, her brown orbs widening at the sound of a whistle blowing.

“That’s our queue.” She says as she darts across the field, twisting on her heels midway.

“Just, don’t let it get to you, okay?” She smiles and you nod, jogging after her, hopeful that practice would take your mind off of the San Diego Wave captain.

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Your mind isn’t off of Alex Morgan long considering Gotham FC and San Diego Wave go head-to-head in a clash at Red Bull Arena soon after the international break.

Much like she had during the Gold Cup, Alex refused to acknowledge your presence, avoiding you as much as possible, the only close contact you made with her being on the field.

It’s only after the game that Alex approaches you, your heart stalling in your chest, the thought that the woman may acknowledge your presence making your heart race.

That’s until she actually gets to you, her blue orbs darting to your Y/E/C’s before she turns away.

“Good game.” She mumbles, refusing your outstretched hand and continuing to make her way around the field.

You stay rooted in place, tears stinging your eyes as you watch Alex walk away.

Unbeknownst to you, Kelley O’Hara and Emily Sonnett had witnessed the exchange and needless to say, they were FAR from happy.

“What the hell was that about?” Emily asks Kelley before jogging towards you, wrapping her arms around you from behind, pushing herself up on her tiptoes so her chin can rest on your shoulder.

“It’s okay.” She whispers in your ear, frowning when you turn in her hold, revealing the tears glistening in your Y/E/C eyes.

Emily holds you tightly, shooting a glare over your shoulder at Alex when she catches her blue orbs.

That’s not all she sees, however.

She also sees Kelley stomping her way towards Alex, Alex’s eyes widening when she sees the look of anger on Kelley O’Hara’s face.

“What’s--

“What’s your problem?” Kelley growls, the San Diego captain’s brows arching.

“What do you mean?” She asks, dumbly and Kelley scoffs.

“You know what I mean Jan, look at her.” She motions behind her at you, Emily’s arm wrapped tightly around your middle, the woman catching sight of the tears on your cheeks as the blonde guides you towards the benches, her hazel orbs narrowed as they meet Alex’s blues.

“Do you even care about what you’re doing to her?” Kelley asks, Alex’s gaze falling to her feet, unable to look at the defender standing in front of her.

“Of course I care.” She whispers and Kelley shakes her head.

“It REALLY looks like it.” She growls, stepping closer to Alex, her voice dropping below a whisper.

“The sooner you accept what you’re feeling for her, the sooner you’ll both be happy.”

Alex’s head snaps upward, her eyes locking with Kelley’s.

“I don’t have feelings for her.” She mumbles and Kelley scoffs, rolling her eyes.

“That’s why you’re pushing her away, isn’t it?” She asks but gets no response.

“You know, your age doesn’t matter.” She says, noting the bob of Alex’s throat.

“It does Kel.” She mutters and Kelley rolls her eyes.

“Yeah, only to you, no one else cares Al.” She shakes her head and Alex’s nostrils flare.

“I’m a mom Kelley, I have more than just screwing around on my mind.”

Kelley groans.

“You do realize, it isn’t JUST about screwing around for her, right?” She asks, Alex’s brows knitting in confusion.

Kelley pinches the bridge of her nose.

“Her bravado is all an act Jan; she only acts that way because she’s afraid of facing her real feelings for you.” She sighs deeply, watching as realization dawns on Alex’s face.

It’s then that she spots you across the field, Charlie racing towards you, wrapping her tiny arms around your legs.

Almost immediately, you lift her into the air with a small smile, giving her a playful spin, the little girl giggling wildly.

“Oh.” Alex whispers, and Kelley snorts.

“Yeah, oh.” She says with an annoyed eye roll.

“Now, fix it.” She says before making her way towards the sidelines where her teammates have gathered.

Alex turns back to you, her blue orbs catching your Y/E/C’s, the smile that graced your face shifting to a small frown as you slowly place Charlie on the ground and nod in Alex’s direction, the little girl sprinting towards her mother.

It was in that moment, as you turned away from her, that she knew she had to fix it.

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When you shuffled through your apartment that night, you were exhausted, not only from the physical exertion on the game, but emotionally as well.

You never expected for Alex to ignore you directly to your face, but she did, and that fact made your heart ache.

You still didn’t know what you did wrong, maybe you’d come off too strongly with your flirting?

Maybe she’d finally realized that your bravado was only for show, used to mask your true feelings for the older woman.

You flop down on your couch’s surface, your eyes fluttering shut, hopeful that sleep would take you momentarily.

Just as you’re on the cusp of sleep, however, a light tapping makes your eyes flutter, open your brows furrowed in confusion.

It isn’t long before the light taps repeat, and it’s then you realize that someone is knocking on your apartment door.

You reluctantly leave your place on the couch before shuffling to the door and leaning against it.

“Who is it?” You ask, your voice scratchy.

You listen intently, a soft shuffling behind the door before a soft voice replies.

“It’s Alex.”

Silence envelopes the two of you before you slowly open the door, your brows furrowed as you peer through the crack, coming face to face with the woman who had been avoiding you for months.

You pull the door the rest of the way open, your eyes studying Alex’s face intently, the woman shuffling nervously from foot to foot.

“I’m sorry.” She suddenly blurts out, your eyes widening as Alex’s blue orbs remain focused on the floor.

You find yourself taking a step to the side moments later, waving your arm, beckoning her to enter your apartment, something that she almost instantly does.

Your throat bobs as you push the door shut behind her, your back to the older woman.

You knew whatever was about to happen, there was no going back, but now you had no choice, you had to face Alex Morgan, you had to find out what was going on between the two of you.

Your breath catches in your throat when a pair of arms wrap around you from behind, your heart racing when you feel Alex bury her face between your shoulder blades.

You stiffen, unsure of what you should do, did you cover Alex’s hands with your own, or did you push her away?

Subconsciously, your hands drift to Alex’s gently resting on top of hers, the woman sighing against your back.

“I’m sorry I was so stupid.” She whispers, nuzzling against your back.

Your heart swells in your chest, the feeling of her pressed against your back everything you’ve ever wanted and more.

“Why did you ignore me...?” You ask, humming when Alex pushes her fingers between your own.

“I was jealous.” She mumbles against your back, your brows furrowing as you turn in her hold.

“Of what?” You ask, your hands finding their way to Alex’s waist.

She shrugs, her breath hitching when you gently take her chin between your thumb and index finger.

Her mouth opens and closes repeatedly before she sighs loudly.

“Seeing you with Emily, I couldn’t help but think you deserved someone your own age.” She whispers and you shake your head, Alex’s breath hitching when you turn the tables, pressing her back against your apartment door.

“I don’t want anyone my own age, I want you.” You whisper, Alex’s throat bobbing as her eyes dart from your Y/E/C orbs to your lips and back.

Much to your surprise, she lunges forwards, her lips meeting yours in a tender, and long overdue kiss.

You kiss back without hesitation, your palms resting on the wall on either side of Alex’s head as you kiss softly.

Alex’s hands slip to the back of your neck, her fingers tangling in your hair as you kiss passionately.

You’re unable to stop yourself from chuckling when you pull back, the woman pinned to the wall whining loudly as you bury your face in her neck, nuzzling her jawline.

“Our first kiss and you’re already addicted.” You tease, earning an eye roll.

“Shut up.” She mumbles before pulling you back in for another kiss.

Eventually, you make your way to the couch, Alex’s pinned beneath you as you kiss softly, giggling loudly when you bury your face in her neck, peppering her flesh with kisses.

You pull back reluctantly, your eyes locking with Alex’s bright blue orbs.

She smiles softly when you lean in, kissing her lips over and over again until she starts laughing.

It isn’t long before you’re lowering yourself on top of her, her legs spread as you rest your head against her chest, the woman drawing small patterns against your back.

You nuzzle into the crook of her neck, your eyes fluttering shut as your heart rate slows, your earlier exhaustion making itself known.

“What does this mean for us...?” You slur, unable to fight your fluttering eyelids as they close.

Alex hums, her lips parting to answer, that is until she realizes you’d drifted off.

She holds you tightly to her chest, feeling you smile against her neck as you nuzzle closer.

“It means I’m going to stop being such an idiot and worrying about what others think, and worry about what I want, and that’s you.” She turns her head, kissing your forehead before her own eyes flutter shut.

Thankfully, Kelley had offered to keep Charlie for the night, meaning she could remain where she currently was, your body weight on top of her as you slept soundly in her arms.

You were the first to wake the next morning, beaming when you realized that what had happened the following night wasn’t a dream, Alex Morgan was fast asleep beneath you, her arms wrapped tightly around you as she slept peacefully, a smile on her face.

You hum, burying your face back in her neck as you fall back asleep, eager to see what the future held for you and Alex Morgan.

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