#fudd

summary - when azzi fudd reveals she's in need of accounting help via tiktok live, you decide to test your luck and slide into azzi’s dm’s offering to be her tutor. what you thought would be perhaps 2 or 3 tutoring sessions, turned into late night texting, coffee runs together, and the start of something you could only ever dream of.

pairing - azzi fudd x tutor!reader

contents - not so slowburn but still got some slowburn, tension is thick, azzi flirting—reader gets flustered a lot, don’t be fooled they are both shy and nervous at the end of the day, drinking, smut (maybe later on), so much fluff. author doesn't even know what accounting is. google is authors best friend. any accounting related talk was googled. author has absolute dogshit writing. author shouldn't even be writing this cause shes horrible at anything math related. author is a student who should be doing her missing assignments but instead is writing fan fiction about someone doing their work on tumblr. my first language isn’t english so please dont mind my mediocre writing this is just for fun!! i write in first person i apologize </3 i’ll work on like 2nd and 3rd pov i promise!!!

notes - hi i love azzi fudd and i hope you do too

wc - 2k

chapter one - (you’re here)  chapter two

lowercase intended!!! (i have my caps lock thing off and i hate using capital letters lol)

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I had never been much of a basketball fan, but attending uconn made it inevitable to not know at least the players on the team—and with their sudden rise in popularity, it was impossible not to be invested and learn the basics of the sport.

that’s how i found myself on kk arnolds tiktok live. she was in the dorms with her teammates arguing about nonsense—and reviewing crumbl cookie. after a few minutes of staring at my wall i brought my attention back to my ipad screen as someone entered the room, azzi fudd.

i watched as she walked in, baggy shirt—loose shorts, immediately moving off screen. but after about a few seconds i could hear her voice faintly in the background.

”ask the live if anyone can tutor me in accounting.”

my eyes immediately locked onto my ipad screen once again, my breath catching in my throat. as kk started talking to the chat asking for an accounting tutor i searched for my phone frantically, the live on my ipad fading into background noise as i clicked on instagram. i looked for azzi’s account and wasted no time in dm’ing her.

hey! i came across your teammates live on my fyp and saw you were looking for an accounting tutor? i go to uconn and i would say i’m pretty good at accounting lol lmk if you’re down for a tutoring session?

i bit my lip nervously—i mean theres no way out of everyone who’s probably doing the same thing as i am, im going to get a response, right?

just when i thought i should unsend the message and save myself the embarrassment—i heard azzi’s voice making me turn to my ipad once again.

“someone messaged me! said she goes to uconn and is pretty good at accounting—should i respond?” my heart stopped. was she talking about me?

“who is it?” her teammate, paige asked her. after a few taps in the background azzi said the instagram handle outloud.

my instagram handle.

oh my god. my hands started to shake hearing my username come out of her mouth.

paige grabbed azzi’s phone and started tapping and scrolling, i assumed she was looking through my account. after a minute or so paige hummed handing the phone back to azzi.

“seems legit—give her a shot.” paige said with a shrug. before i could even process what had just happened my phone dinged with a message.

hi! id totally be down when are you free?

i stared in shock not actually believing that i had gotten a response. i blink a few times trying to process the fact that azzi fudd responded to my dm.

i shake my head snapping myself back into reality as i think of what to write back.

ill be free tomorrow if that works with you?

just as i was about to turn my phone off, i got a reply within seconds.

tomorrows great. where do you want me to meet you?

i contemplated on my answer before going with the safest option.

study hall?

within seconds i got an answer.

study hall it is, wanna meet at around 5?

sure! see you then.

see ya!

holy shit. was i dreaming? theres no way azzi fudd wants me to tutor her. after letting the shock settle i stood up grabbing everything i was gonna need.

sure we’re meeting tomorrow—but theres no harm in preparing early. i wanna make sure i make a good impression and dont embarrass myself infront of her.

i grabbed my laptop and a few more things i might need storing them in my backpack. i zipped it up and placed it on my chair as i returned to my bed.

nothing else was brought up about azzi so i decided to call it a night. i had a few classes the next day, nothing too hard—i won't be exhausted by the time five o'clock rolls around.

i put my devices on the chargers and laid down on my back staring at the ceiling. i fidgeted with my fingers, unable to be calm.

i turned to my side—then five minutes later i turned again. i kept tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. 

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i woke up to the jarring sound of my alarm beeping in my ear. i groaned reaching over to my night stand turning it off.

i peeled my eyes open trying to blink the tiredness away. my roommate was gone—her bed made, i looked at the time 10:54 i sighed sitting up. my roommate—jess—was already in her class.

my first class wasn't till 11:30 so i had quite some time to get ready.

i rolled out of bed grabbing the first pair of sweatpants and t shirt i saw. i quickly put it on walking over to my mirror to adjust my outfit.

grey sweatpants sitting low on my hips, accompanied by a baggy black t-shirt. i shrugged my shoulders as i put on my converse—not like i was trying to impress anybody.

i grabbed my backpack from the place i had left it last night as i grabbed my airpods. i looked in the mirror one last time making sure i at least looked half decent, and headed out.

i walked through campus to head to my next class—music filling my ears from my airpods. once making it to my class i sat down pulling out my macbook. i tried to pay attention to what the professor was saying but no matter how hard i seemed to try, i couldn't get my mind off of a certain curly haired girl.

i sighed looking at my watch, seeing it was only 11:58. I rested my head in my hand opening my journal as i began to doodle absentmindedly. i only zoned back in when the professor announced the end of class. I sit up in my seat as i close my journal without paying any mind to what i was drawing. I stuff everything into my backpack and quickly head out.

I checked my watch once again. 12:34. Four hours and twenty-six minutes left. i could feel my heart beating faster at the thought of it. Yeah, it’s just a tutoring session, but i’m tutoring the azzi fudd. how could i not be nervous?

i headed to my next class which, thankfully, was not far. i entered the lecture hall and sat down in my seat repeating the same process of bringing out my computer and journal. maybe i should just not think about it too hard. it’s going to be a quick and easy session and that's it.

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my class ended a while ago and the clock now read 4:56. i hurried my way to the study hall trying not to be late. Upon seeing the building i picked up my pace arriving just in time.

i walked in and looked around for an empty table.

as i looked around i saw a familiar face, azzi. i straightened up my posture as she noticed me and waved. I waved back, breaking myself out of a trance as i smiled and walked towards her. i sat down across from her.

“hi, it's nice to meet you.” i greeted her with a smile as i told her my name, to which she reciprocated my smile.

“i’m azzi, thank you so much for doing this, truly.” we made eye contact, unable to take my eyes off of her. i smiled shyly, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear as i looked at her computer.

“yeah, no problem. i’m happy to help” unable to hide my smile. i opted for avoiding eye contact. 

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The time read 6:14 p.m when we finished going over what she was struggling with. we both packed up our things and cleaned up our table.

“thank you so much again, you’re a life saver.”

I gave her a warm smile. “Its really no problem, i'm happy to help.”

“hopefully i was able to help you out a bit, if you need anything else—-anything at all, just send me a text.” i grabbed my backpack, slinging it over one shoulder.

we parted ways and i make my way to my car, opening the backseat to place my backpack. I close the door, get into the driver's seat, and turn on my car.

i drove to dairy queen craving a burger and a blizzard. once i parked i walked inside, the place pretty empty besides the occasional uconn student here and there and the few people waiting in line to order.

i walked to the shorter line with two people in front of me. i scrolled on my phone while waiting, disregarding the opening of the door.

“hey!” i looked up at the sound of someones voice and my name. It took me a second to register who it was, but once i saw the uconn hoodie and basketball shorts it clicked, paige bueckers.

i gave her a small smile greeting her. “hey!”

“You’re azzi’s tutor right?”

I pocketed my phone, straightening my posture.

“yeah! i actually just came from tutoring her.” my smile is consistent, shoving my hands into the pockets of my sweatpants.

she let out a small lighthearted laugh, “honestly, props to you. me and a few of my teammates have tried to help her out with her work and we all got nowhere.”

“really? she was really easy to teach, shes a quick learner.” i tilt my head slightly, puzzled at the fact that she's gotten previous help before but she was not successful in grasping the material.

“hm, you must be superhuman or something—i swear we couldn’t get her to understand anything.” she explained with a sigh, reminiscing on memories of tutoring azzi herself.

I chuckled slightly, shaking my head with a shrug of my shoulders. “nope, not superhuman—i guess i just have a way of getting through to people.”

she reciprocated my laugh as she got in the line next to mine the atmosphere shifting to an easy silence.

I looked to my left and saw i was next in line. I ordered my food and stood off to the side, waiting for my order to come out.

once grabbing my food i turned to paige who was waiting for her own.

“it was nice to meet you!” i waved at her to which she waved back with her own farewell.

i walked out of the establishment and back to my car. the drive back to campus was short, but i still made it a point to eat some fries on the way.

i parked in front of my building, grabbing my food and school bag, heading inside.

i reached my room unlocking and opening the door. i pushed my door open to be met with an empty room. 

i hummed, my roommate—jess must be out, probably with her boyfriend.

i sat on my bed taking my food out of the bag and digging in.

in the middle of watching my youtube video, my phone rang with a message.

i wiped my hands on a napkin, reaching for my phone while pausing the video.

I clicked on the notification and it took me to azzi and i’s instagram chats.

hey! paige told me she saw u at dq lol said she thought you were really cool if you ever wanna hangout w us non tutoring related ur totally welcome to!

wait thats so sweet of her! she was amazing, truly a kind person. i’d love to when my schedule is free!!! my assignments are practically begging for me to turn them in lmao

lmaoo dw i get it but dont be afraid to tag along my teammates all love you now, p probably told u this but im usually not great at learning things through tutoring 😂

she did mention that 😭 but hey theres a first for everything im glad i was able to help

oh you were amazing, i actually enjoyed learning for once and that like… never happens ngl

haha well im glad i made it enjoyable

you def did!! anyway i gotta head to the gym kk has been nagging me about going since this morning

omg 😭 yeah no worries go get that workout in lmao

azzi35 liked this message.

I swiped off our chats going back to youtube with a smile on my face. i can’t believe she actually likes me. the mere thought of hanging out with her makes me giddy.

i have never wanted to be friends with someone so bad till now.

to the pros ··─·✶·─··

azzi fudd x reader

She teaches you how to shoot properly, adjusting you until it’s perfect.

content warnings - nothing! happy yay!

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