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fubuki x fem!reader approx. 2600 words season 2 request : LyynaMeow
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Fubuki Shirou was a fairly new player on Second Raimon, having joined only a few weeks ago. One of your closest friends, Someoka, didn't seem too fond of him joining, but you felt compelled to befriend him. As if there was more to him than meets the eye.
Truthfully, you had taken quite a liking to him despite Someoka's attempts to pull you away. You were always brought back to him. You admired him and his plays, wishing you had those skills he had acquired. It was only when Someoka had to leave the team you started to notice Fubuki's unusual behaviour on the pitch.
"Touko!" You called out, running up to the girl. Your footsteps echoed against the metal walls of Rika's team's training area. "Kidou's doing some defence training, wanna join?" You jutted your thumb over to where a few of the team had gathered up.
The pink haired girl nodded, "Sure! You get your lover boy to join us too!" She teased, running past and patting you on the shoulder.
"He's not—" You tried to call out, only to see her happily chatting with the group.
With you and Touko being the only female players for a while, it was only natural that you both got along so well. Sure, there were the managers, but you couldn't practice with them at 3AM and get shouted at by your coach.
Within the time Fubuki had been on the team, Touko took notice of the way you behaved around him. You were quite a quiet person, but not that quiet. She was entertained by your change in behaviour whenever he was around, stifling a laugh when he would walk over and you would start fidgeting with your hands behind your back.
Don't even get me started on when he told you to call him by his given name, you almost fainted on the spot. Touko would not stop teasing you since that day, so much to the point where people on the team began to notice. Safe to say you avoided Someoka for a bit until he "approved of" Fubuki, what was he? Your brother? He might as well have been.
The moment she brought it up with you, you froze. And that told her everything.
You sighed quietly before walking over to the boy. Fubuki sat down, leaning against one of the control panels. "Shirou—"
"Fubuki—"
You and Kidou both managed to call out to the boy at the same time, sharing a look before laughing quietly. Kidou gave you a small nod, already knowing what you were going to ask him before walking away.
Fubuki looked up at you, his droopy eyes setting off the butterflies again. "Yes, Y/n?"
You felt your palms get sweaty. "Uh—" You brought your hands behind your back, fiddling with the hem of your jersey. "Do you want to join us for some defence training?"
