Confection - Viktor x Reader

4

Donut

[ FC ] = Favorite color

It had been months since we first started working together, well me watching (sometimes helping) and them doing most of the work. To be honest I'm a little ok with me just getting them food and helping with notes, but I want to do more. I've already helped them with the runes and design so, what now?

The room seemingly glowed as the sun shined through the windows hitting everything just right. Jayce hasn't come yet so it was just me and Viktor. " Should I just leave?" I asked, looking down at some notes Viktor had written about hextech." Why'd you say that?"

I took a deep breath, " I don't really do much around here, I just sit and look at papers." I lifted my head up and saw Viktor looking at me, his brows furrowed and a frown had found itself on his face, it looked almost as if he was pouting.

" Don't say that, you've helped make great progress. There's been many times where you've had to step in and help." Turning my chair to face him I rested my head on my palm as a fly flew out of my vision. I was visibly annoyed by it but I don't think Viktor knew why. I turned my head trying to follow it.

The fly had been tormenting me these past few days and It had been more than I could handle " Fuckin' " I clapped my hands attempting to capture it. " Thank you for the compliment but the last time I— helped you was— 4-5 weeks ag— I groaned and gripped my head " This fucking fly is so annoying I wish I could just kill it already"

" Mhm... would you like to do anything about it?" " Yes? But also no?" I had covered my face with my hands making my speech come out muffled. " I can't do anything, work at the cafe has been harder than it usually is, and me coming over here to do practically nothing makes me feel useless." Closing my eyes, I heard Viktor sigh and the clink of his cane on the hard floor. Soon I felt a cold hand on my shoulder, I turned my head and held onto his wrist, my cheek squished as I laid it on his hand.

" Do you want anything sweet? I'm craving something sweet.." I asked, awaiting a response from Viktor, I heard him exhale from his nose " Hmm... sure."

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The streets were busy today, children running around and street vendors yelling attempting to attract our attention. I insisted on him letting me pay for 'breakfast' but he was too stubborn, so we separated as we turned a corner to the cafe. I quickly put on my uniform which consisted of a [ FC ] apron and hat with a small decal on it.

There were at least 6 people sitting down at the cafe and Viktor was one of them. I heard Viktor clear his throat as I was looking down at the counter playing with a penny I had found on the way here. I turned my attention to him and quickly put on my cashier persona

" Hello, welcome to [ Cafe Name ] . How may I help you?" I asked, biting my lip trying not to chuckle as I watched Viktor act clueless " Hmm... do you.... have any... donuts?" He asked, tapping his finger on his bottom lip. " Sadly no we're all out.. we do have donuts though!"

" Get me your finest donut then, add extra of everything please.." " Of course sir." I turned on my heels and prepared a donut with chocolate glaze but instead of a basic pour I dipped it into the container. Once I took it out it was practically dripping everywhere.  " Ehh... I don't like chocolate." Viktor stated, rubbing his chin with his knuckles.

I just stood there and stared at him, donut in hand as the chocolate dripped down my forearm. " Ok " I grabbed his free hand and placed the donut on his palm. I watched as he cringed, I bit my lip once again failing to hide the fact I wanted to laugh. " That'll be— Viktor just walked away. What an asshole. I looked down at the counter and I saw 8 golden hexes, damn.

The sun finished rising and now the cafe was busy. In sync with my coworker, we managed to finish orders quicker than usual, it still took up most of our shift though. Now that I think of it, my mom hasn't hired anyone in a while. Wait, I don't think I even know my coworkers name. I'm so shitty.

The Café finally cleared, only a few people were staying to sit and enjoy their order. " Hey uh, I don't think I ever caught your name?" It took a while for them to answer, " oh.. my name's— The bells on the door jingled, my head turned to face the noise. It was Jayce and Viktor. He finally returned after 4 hours. " Never mind I'll tell you later.." They replied in a hushed tone.

" There you are, I wondered why you weren't at the academy earlier!" "I left 4 hours ago." Jayce looked dumbfounded "Oh..uh— "Anyways" Viktor interrupted clearing his throat " As you know we already got the materials for the gauntlet— Jayce interrupted seemingly to get back at Viktor " We're getting ready to assemble and need you to carve the runes."

My eyes go wide. I don't think they know " Ha funny way of saying shape Jayce.." I reply, grinding my teeth as I force a smile. Viktor caught on quickly, so he played along " Mhm you know how Jayce is with his odd sounding words.." I shuffle closer leaving the counter to grab onto Jayce's shoulder.

" They don't know I use magic." I whisper " Who..?" He replies whispering back, " My Coworker." His mouth forms an 'O' shape as he turns to look at them, realizing what he just said. " Welp let's get going!" Jayce states, jeez he's loud.

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The loud noises from outside muffled as we walked into the academy, yet again the receptionist waved us off as we passed by her. The elevator ride was silent but comforting. I was fixated on Viktor's mole under his right eye till the elevator bell rang and Jayce started moving.

I felt a little embarrassed as I saw Viktor look up after previously staring at the floor, what if he felt my eyes on him? I could feel my cheeks heating up as I turned away to face the back of Jayce as he walked past. I followed him as quickly as I could, hoping I didn't have to deal with Viktor's face.

But in the end I couldn't. I cleared my throat as I looked at the rigid metals laying on the table in front of me. " Just tell me where to carve them."

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I just wanted an excuse to have Viktor spend some quality time with [ FN ] or should I say you guys? I'm confused but uh anyways—

I plan on updating this book every Saturday, Sunday, n Monday.

....will mysterious Coworker get a name or shall I continue to call them coworker and ruin the writing....

We'll find out tomorrow...