|Requested by: XxxkinseixxX66 |

buttercup x shy!fem!reader

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(First Name) gulped the lump in her throat as she watched the male soccer team be loud and rowdy instead of practicing. Both the coaches of the male and female soccer teams have some important business to attend to in the faculty room so the teams' managers were left in charge. The female team's manager was doing well in managing the members while (First Name) was having trouble trying to even catch the male team's attention.

She was quite the shy girl and she has never been the type of person who can easily yell or get angry at someone. Being the team's manager was her choice though, since she has loved soccer her whole life. She couldn't play though so the best thing for her to do was to join the soccer club as the team's manager. Due to her vast knowledge about the sport and other things that could possibly help the team in the future, she was accepted by the advisor and coach.

She knew it wasn't going to be easy for a timid person like her but she was willing to learn and grow.

Her eyes averted from the male team to the female team on the second field, seeing the girls warming up and practicing together with their manager watching over them. She sighed and looked back to the team she was in charge of. Mustering up all of her confidence, she cleared her throat and spoke.

"Um...guys?", she said, her voice shaky and only audible to herself.

She slapped herself in the head for the poor attempt and tried speaking louder.

"Guys?", she waved her hand a bit. "Can we start practice and—"

She was cut off by the team loudly laughing at one of the member's lame jokes. She frowned deeply and gripped her clipboard tightly.

"Guys, please..."

Her third attempt did nothing as well. Her shoulders drooped and she started to feel a little bad for herself, her frame shaking a bit. She could feel her eyes tear up slightly when a hand was placed on her shoulder.

"Hey, boys!", Buttercup's voice boomed, making (First Name) jump and the male team to shut up.

They looked over and saw Buttercup glaring daggers at them, one hand on her hip while the other was on the shoulder of their shaking manager.

"What the hell are you guys doing? You guys should be practicing instead of goofing off! Listen to your manager, will ya?!"

(First Name) watched as the boys scramble and stumble around, grabbing the spare soccer balls on the sides so they can practice their kicking. Some even starting warming up and stretching on the spot.

She was amazed at how terrified these guys were of Buttercup. She looked up at Buttercup with a bright smile.

"Thank you, Buttercup. I'm sorry for troubling you."

"Heh, no problem!", she grinned. "You looked like you needed the help with these jackasses."

"Ah, yeah...", (First Name) sheepishly laugh, rubbing the back of her neck.

Buttercup chuckled and ruffled the shy female's hair, "Welp, I better get back to my own team. Good luck!"

"O-Ok, thank you again!"

Buttercup waved as she walked back to her own team. (First Name) watched the dark haired female go with a small smile on her face before turning her attention to the boys.

Practice then went smoothly. The boys would still tend to ignore their manager but Buttercup would always notice and yell at them, helping (First Name) more than once.

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It was around 5:55 now and most of the students have finished their club activities and went home.

Buttercup looked up at the orange sky, eyes following a group of birds that had just passed by when she felt a tap on her shoulder. Turning her head, she met eyes with (First Name).

"Hey, (Nickname).", she greeted with a bright smile.

"Ah, h-hello.", (First Name) greeted back with a smaller but nonetheless sweet smile.

"Do you need help with anything?"

"Oh, no. I was just wondering...um..."

(First Name) averted her eyes away from the tall female in front of her and clutched the strap of her bag, shifting in place. Buttercup tilted her head in confusion and waited for her to continue.

"Um...do you mind if I treat you somewhere?", the (hair color) haired female timidly asked, her cheeks a little pink.

"Huh? Why?"

"Well...you did help me today and I want to properly give my thanks to you."

"Hah? No, it's OK! You don't have to treat me!", Buttercup laughed, frantically waving her hands.

"Please? I really want to."

Buttercup flinched at the pleading look (First Name) was giving her and blushed a bit. She sighed in defeat, smiled and nodded.

"Alright..."

A bright smile spread across (First Name)'s face and Buttercup couldn't help but let out a small chuckle.

They exited the school together and began walking to the food park which was only a couple blocks away. They both shared different topics to each other as they walked down the sidewalk.

(First Name) was genuinely surprised that she and Buttercup shared so much in common. Even though they were in the same club, they barely get the chance to speak to each other due to the amount of activities they do everyday. Not to mention Buttercup was incredibly passionate about soccer so she would practice nonstop until club activities ended. When they did have time to talk, it would just be a short conversation about school and club things.

So, (First Name) was genuinely glad she finally got the chance to talk to Buttercup properly.

Sitting at one of the many tables in the food park, (First Name) slowly ate her (favorite street food) while Buttercup practically gobbled down the fries and onion rings she had ordered, along with a nice plate of spaghetti. The usually timid female giggled and Buttercup stopped stuffing her face, looking up at her with a full mouth.

"What's so funny?", she raised a brow.

"N-Nothing.", (First Name) beamed. "It's just...amusing to see you eat."

Buttercup gave her a weirded out look and (First Name)'s cheeks flushed pink.

"Ah, n-not to sound like a creep or a-anything!", she freaked out, waving her hands frantically.

Buttercup swallowed the food in her mouth and laughed.

"Stop being so tense, (First Name)."

"T...Tense?"

Buttercup nodded, "You're always like that, even around me. You can chillax when I'm around, you know?"

"Ah...I-I know that...it's just that...I'm worried I might come across as weird or boring."

"Weird? Boring?", Buttercup scoffed. "Dude, if you were either of those things then I would've completely avoided you."

(First Name) laughed sheepishly, unsure of what to say back. Buttercup, thinking that she made it awkward with what she had just said, cleared her throat and reached over to grab her hand. The shy female blushed at the feeling of her calloused hands gently squeezing her softer one.

"What I mean is...uh...you're a totally cool gal, (First Name). Having you around is pretty fun, I'd say.", she smiled.

Buttercup's words made her heart flutter a bit and the corners of her lips to twitch and curl up into a smile that mirrored her friend's.

"Now, how about we go somewhere else when we're done here? It's still quite early.", Buttercup suggested.

(First Name) immediately nodded in agreement.

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PEACE OUT ✌ !