Yandere!Blue Lock × Crossdresser!Reader

Chapter XI

Crossdresser!Yn, trying to get to know Shidou:
CD!Yn: We could get to know each other by saying some secrets? I don't know
Shidou: Sure! I will start.
CD!Yn: Ok! ^_^
Shidou, as shameless as ever: I watch you sleep at night! What's your secret?🥰
CD!Yn:...
CD!Yn: I-I lied to Nagi that I know what a keyboard smash is...

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'Wow! That move was amazing!' (Y/n) thought as she sat in the monitoring room and watching a match Messi was playing in. Thankfully, she was able to find those recordings while looking through the different drawers and boxes, so it wasn't like she was completely bored or something.
'He is so cool! That goal was amazing! The way he just runs through the defense and scores at such a difficult angle. I really want to be like him!' (Y/n) hugged her pillow closer as she continued watching the game.

'I wonder... If dad was still alive, would we be watching this together like we used to?'
(Y/n) thought sadly as she continued watching the last few minutes of the game, the memories of when she was first introduced to the game coming back to her.

12 years ago...
"Dad, can you come and play with me? I want to have a tea party!" A 5-year-old (Y/n) asked as she walked into her dad's office, only to find the man sitting on the couch and watching something on the TV.
"Ah~ There is my princess! I will play with you as soon as I am done watching this game. It will be done in 30 minutes." (Y/n) pouted as she walked over to her dad.
"But that's an eternity! I want to play now." She protested, only for her dad to pat her on the head.
"Now, now. You need to patient." The man smiled and lifted her up on his lap.

"Sit with your old man, and we can play as soon as this is done."
"Fine..." She muttered, not happy with the outcome at all. The girl played with her hair for a bit until she the commentators yelling and quickly turned to look at them.
"And here is the rising star, Lionel Messi! He has the ball. Will he be able to score his 3rd goal in this match?!"

'Huh?!' (Y/n) watched as the said player ran across the stadium, avoiding others and running towards the goal.
'How did he do that?!' Her eyes widened as she watched him avoid a player like it was nothing.
"Goal!! His third goal!"
'That was amazing! How did he do that?! Was that magic?!' (Y/n) thought as she kept her eyes glued on the TV.

30 minutes later...
"Well, that's about it! Let's go and play now, princess!" Her father exclaimed as the match came to an end and picked her up. But, to his surprise, the girl started shaking her head.
"No, no! I want to watch more of that guy! Please, dad!"
"What guy?" The man raised an eyebrow as (Y/n) pointed at the TV.
"That Messi guy! Please, please! He was so cool!" The man looked in surprise at the girl as he put her down.

"You want to watch football with me? Specifically Messi?"
"Mhm! He was so cool! The way he ran from one side to the other! The way he passed! The goal! It was all so cool! I want to see more!" She begged as her father blinked a few more times. (Y/n) never showed interest in these things. Her interests were princesses, tea parties, dresses, animals, as far as he could remember.

"Are you sure?"
"Yes!" She yelled, smiling excitedly as her father eventually gave in and went to a drawer.
"I have some recordings of his games that we can watch. Is that ok?"
"Mhm!" She immediately nodded her head.

What her father believed was a short living hyperfixation on (Y/n)'s end turned into a daily occurrence. Whenever he would come home, the girl would be waiting for him in his office so that they could watch matches together. And,while he was thrilled over her new interest, both him and her mom knew that watching so much TV wasn't a good idea, so one night, they sat her down about it.

"I can't watch football anymore?" (Y/n) looked at her parents in sadness as her mom quickly spoke up.
"No, you can, but not as much as you did now. Too much TV isn't good for you."
"Your mom and I spoke about this. Our idea is that we can watch football matches during the weekend, but during the working days we will forget about them."
"Oh... Ok..." She answered as her parents looked at each other in worry and then back at her.
"Your dad said he can see if there is a football club for girls that you can join. You can play maybe during the weekdays. If you are so interested in football, this is the perfect chance for you to learn."