#but rally she doesn’t know any better than me 😭

[stargir1z]

actually I am mad

[nervousgardenerkid]

brainrot, steve with a cheer manager reader who he keeps teasing about wanting to see in the cheer uniform. little does he know for an upcoming pep rally coach is making reader wear a cheerleader uniform to match with the girls and reader refuses to let steve see them in it and calls up the squad (tm) to make sure steve doesn’t see them in the uniform, shenanigans ensue

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a/n: BAEEE IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER😭😭😭i have the attention span of a goldfish😐i hope i did you justice with this! credit to the gif owner! enjoy it babes and feel free to send more things! <3

You clapped your hands causing the girls to gather up all around you.

“Great practice today girls! Sasha, I'm gonna need you to spend some extra time stretching for tomorrow, and girls please catch Chrissy next time, I can't have her having a sprained ankle cause one girl caught her instead of two.”

The girls all nodded their heads, some apologizing to Chrissy for not getting to her on time.

“Okay ladies, before I let you go, please remember to stay healthy and hydrated! Just because you're a cheerleader doesn't mean you can't eat. Say it with me, people!”

“Food is good for your body!” the girls cheered out while giggling. You waved your hand dismissing them and praising them once more before they enjoyed their weekend. A pair of arms snuck up behind you and lifted you causing you to yelp in surprise.

“There's my cheerleader!” Steve said, spinning you around. He placed you down and smiled before he gave you a gentle kiss.

“Not a cheerleader anymore Harrington, I'm the manager now.”

You had been a cheerleader ever since you were a sophomore, but once senior year rolled around you decided to quit. It wasn't giving you that same excitement you felt when you first joined, but coach would rather have you manage the squad than leave it altogether.

“Can't believe I never got to see you in those cute little uniforms, you robbed me of that.”

You let out a snort. “I didn't rob you of anything, you were too busy trying to get Nancy back,” you said with a roll of your eyes. You broke free from his grip picking up the stray pom poms that were littered in front of the bleachers.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. How about you do a quick little routine? Just for me?”

You smirked at him. “Give me an N!”

“N!” Steve shouted with a smile.

“Give me an O!”

“O- hey!”

-

“Coach please, please don't make me wear the uniform,” you begged following her into the gym.

She laughed and shook her head. “Oh, cmon y/n! Think of it as old times!”

“Old times? Coach, I haven't done any routines for a year! There's no way I could do the routine in time for the big game.”

“Well, then I guess you better start practicing with the girls. Come to me after practice to get your uniform,” she said with a smile. You sulked your way to the squad, tossing your bag down as you sighed.

“Girls, I have a favor to ask.”

The girls all asked what it was, confusion visible on their features.

“Coach said I have to cheer with you guys during the big game.”

They all squealed, excited that you all get to do something together.

“But my boyfriend has been dying to see me wear this uniform.”

“Girl, I get that,” Maria spoke up. “David practically begs me to wear this uniform 24/7.”

Veronica rolled her eyes. “Guys are so stupid, it's not even comfortable for us.”

“Speak for yourself. I love how Justin gets when he-”

“Okay!” you cut her off, clapping your hands. “Scratch practice for today we need to come up with a plan so that he doesn't see me.”

You ran toward the bleachers sitting with the girls and came up with a plan. Once practice was over, coach handed you your uniform. You reluctantly took it and began to walk out of the gym. You smile when you see Steve leaning against his car, sunglasses on his face arms spread ready for you to jump into them. You stuff the uniform in your backpack not caring that it wasn't closed all the way.

“There's my cheerleader!”

You giggled and jumped into his arms giving him a soft kiss.

“I haven't seen you in forever.”

“Steve, you saw me this morning.”

His hands cupped your face, bringing you back in for a kiss.

“Yeah, tell me about it,” he murmured. Kissing Steve is something you'd never get tired of. His hands would stay in your face for a couple of seconds, thumbs rubbing a small pattern on your cheek. Then they'd start to drift down towards your waist, pulling you closer to him. You let out a gasp when you felt his hand reach inside your backpack.

“Steve, wait!”

Steve pulled away with a smile on his face, his eyes focused on the white and green uniform with a splash of gold here and there.

“You weren't supposed to see that!” you said, snatching the skirt out of his hands.

“Please tell me you're wearing that.”

“I can neither confirm, nor deny-”

“Y/n! I expect to see you in that uniform at Friday's game! No excuses!” coach shouted from the school entrance.

You dropped your head down and gave her a thumbs up.

Steve snickered and opened the car door for you with the biggest smile you've ever seen.

“Tell Sinclair I need a ticket to Friday's game.”

-

You let out a shaky breath as you looked at yourself in the mirror. Your hair was up in a high ponytail with a bow that was decorated with the school’s colors. The pom poms stuck to your clammy hands, and you gave up repeatedly wiping them down on the soft material of your skirt. You used to do this a million times, the nerves never left but they also never had you this shaken up.

Chrissy ran into the locker room sending you a smile.

“Nervous?” she asked while making her way toward you.

“Try terrified.” you chuckled out. “I don't understand, I used to do this all the time. I've never been this nervous.”

Chrissy straightened out your top, resting her hands on your shoulders.

“Do the extra nerves have anything to do with Steve?” she giggled out. You rolled your eyes letting out a sigh.

“I don't want to embarrass myself…what if he sees me mess up a step?”

“Y/n, you've been helping us with the routine and you would watch us like a hawk during practice! Trust me, there's no way you'd mess up!”

Tears pricked the corner of your eyes as you took in Chrissy's sweet words. Maybe she was right. Maybe you had absolutely nothing to worry about! Maybe you could even perform in front of Steve-

Maria burst into the locker room out of breath. “THE EAGLE HAS LANDED.” You ran out of the locker room clapping your hands.

“Alright ladies, remember what we practiced! Let's move people, let's move!”

-

Steve gave the student a smile muttering thanks as he grabbed the popcorn from her hands. He ate a handful of it, eyes rolling to the back of his head as the buttery flavor melted in his mouth.

“Steve! You made it!” Lucas said while grabbing his hand and bringing him in for a bro hug.

“‘Course I did man! Wouldn't miss it for the world.”

Lucas and Steve chatted for a while catching up on things they may have missed.

“Yeah, man family video is getting pretty popular. I swear nothing is going to beat VHS.”

“Hey, dingus,” Robin said nodding at Steve. “Dingus in training,” she said smirking at Lucas. “Have you guys seen y/n in her uniform?”

Steve choked on the popcorn he was eating.

Lucas was quick to pat him on his back. “Jesus man, you gotta chew the food.”

“She's in uniform?” he gasped out.

“Yeah, dude since 1st period.”

Steve rolled his eyes. Of course, that's why you told him you didn't need a ride this morning! How could he have missed that? Shame on you Steve. Steve shoved his popcorn into the chest of some random kid. He mumbled a goodbye to his two friends walking toward the gym like a man on a mission.

Veronica’s eyes widened as nudged Maria’s shoulder.

“Ow! Damn, bitch have you been working out?”

“Oh my God, you noticed?” she asked with a smile. She shook her head pushing Maria toward the gym. “Shut up! Steve’s here!”

Maria gasped and sprinted to the gym. Veronica looked around frantically, not knowing what to do she threw herself down on the floor in front of Steve.

“Jesus! Are you okay?”

“Yes- I mean ow! My ankle! I sprained my ankle!” she cried out. All eyes were on her as she clung to Steve while sobbing into his legs.

“Crap, let's get you to the nurse,” he said while crouching down and getting ready to pick her up.

“Here man, I'll take her.” a guy said while swooping in and picking her up bridal style.

“Um, no actually I'll go with Steve.”

Steve furrowed his eyebrows at her. “Do I know-”

“HELP MY ANKLE HURTS SO MUCH!”

“Okay! OKAY!” Steve shouted. “I'll take you!”

Veronica sighed and patted the guys back. “Put me down big guy- hey! Easy there, I'm precious cargo.” She “limped” her way to Steve wiping away her tears.

“You're too kind for this-” She stops herself, looking behind Steve, and sees Maria waving her hands around in a no motion. Veronica stands up straight and grabs her pom poms off the ground.

“Wow, suddenly I'm perfectly fine. Thanks, Steve!” she shouted before running off. By the time Steve realized what was happening the doors to the gym were shutting as two basketball players were waving goodbye to Steve.

-

The girls rushed to their spots next to you out of breath. “Did he make it in?” you whisper, eyes searching for him in the crowd.

“No, Veronica caused a scene to distract him,” Maria whispered.

You leaned back to look at Veronica and noticed that she looked scared. “Hey! You okay?”

She shook her head and looked at you.

“What if I actually sprain my ankle?! What am I gonna do then?!”

“Could everybody please rise for our national anthem?” the school announcer asked. You held back a giggle as you saw Tammy Thompson skip her way to the microphone.

“I swear she sounds like a muppet.” you hear Steve's voice say in the back of your mind. Tammy was in the middle of singing and you and the girls were trying not to giggle. You started to think you could get away with your plan until the gym doors burst open. Your eyes widen, hands flailing around trying to get the attention of the squad. They all gasped when they saw Steve standing at the entrance of the gym door, they gathered around trying to hide you from him but his eyes were quick to find your shrinking figure.

Tammy cleared her throat and finished singing causing scattered claps to come from the crowd. Steve made his way to the bleachers sitting on the bench that was closest to you. He plopped himself down giving you a small wave.

“Get out!” you mouthed to him. He shook his head and pointed in front of you and you saw the girls getting ready to do their routine. you stomped your way over to them glaring at steve when he motioned for you to turn that frown upside down. You force a smile on your face once you hear Chrissy shout “Ready? Okay!”

The routine was done with no mistakes, thankfully coach didn't have you do any flips or get thrown in the air, you just did some usual routine moves.

-

cheers erupted from the crowd when Lucas caught the ball getting ready to shoot it into the basket. He ran a little bit in the opposite direction before jumping up to take his shot into the basket. The clock had three seconds remaining and the crowd cheered as they saw the ball make its way to the basket. The squad was jumping up and down, pom poms in the air as they cheered for Lucas. Silence overtakes the crowd as the ball hits the backboard of the basket, the ball spinning around the rim twice before falling into the netted material.

You shot up from where you were sitting letting out a big cheer. The basketball team ran towards Lucas, throwing him on top of their shoulders as they chanted his name. You were about to run after them to congratulate Lucas when a pair of arms wrapped around your waist. You let out a scream and looked behind you, relaxing when you realized it was Steve.

“You thought you could come up with a plan for me to not see you in this?” he asked over the cheering crowd.

You watched as the crowd began to exit the gym, probably going to some party to celebrate the big win.

You rolled your eyes and glanced at him. “You can't blame a girl for trying.” Steve let out a low whistle as he spun you around watching the air lift the skirt just enough for him to see further up your thighs.

“You're killing me here babe,” he mumbled while placing kisses all over your neck and jaw.

“Steve, you act like you've never seen me in a skirt before-”

“This is a cheer skirt. Very different.” he mumbled against your neck, his hands slowly making their way up your skirt.

“Steve, stop! We're in a gym!”

Steve shook his head ignoring your words as he peppered kisses all over your face.

“Don't care, love knows no boundaries.”

You giggled while pushing him away more causing his grip to tighten on you.

“Steve, please.”

“Please, what pretty girl? Hm? You want me to stop?”

You looked down at your feet. You didn't really know what you were pleading for him to do, you just know he needed to do something.

“Cmon cheerleader.” he teased. “Tell me what's on your mind.”

“Do you…wanna get out of here?” you mumbled. Your hands wrapped themselves behind his neck. Steve looked up at the ceiling, silently thanking whatever God there was for letting him have you all to himself.

“Yes. Yes please, that's all I want.”

You let out a giggle and dragged him out of the gym. You peek your head around the corner of the school building making sure no one saw you two sneaking out. You started to make your way to the car when Steve grabbed you and had you against the wall of the school.

“Steve! We're almost-”

“‘M not gonna make it. God, you look so good in this uniform. You need to wear it more often.”

You opened your mouth ready to tell him that you had to give it back when you heard someone shout your name.

“Keep the uniform l/n… I don't care how good you wash it, I don't need it anymore,” she said with a shake of her head. Once she got in her car and drove off you laid your head on Steve's shoulder letting out a groan.

“So,” Steve said, breaking the silence. “Does this mean you'll wear it more often?”