You're not safe here (Vi Arcane x Reader)/(Jinx Arcane x Reader)

That's how they adore

In this life, many things are uncertain. So, so many things. Sometimes you lose your breath, just thinking about the amount of things you don't know.

There is one thing that is certain though:

You, Y/N L/N, the orphan, the survivor, the snitch, are truly the most beautiful thing.

Beauty. A word that means nothing, and everything at the same time. It's like a riddle, and you solved it. Beautiful face, beautiful body, beautiful mind, beautiful you.

You lie a lot, but you will never consider yourself a liar. You don't lie to Sophia, she knows what you're doing. She knows you're betraying the person that's giving you the most. She knows she should turn you in, she knows she should hate you. And yet. She doesn't.

In fact, she loves you, she understands you. In many ways, she made you. You will not live a day without thanking her, even for the most insignificant things.

You don't lie to Mel either, you just hide. You hide the truth, that's not lying. If she asks you why you got home so late, you'll tell her the truth. You were at a bar, drank, and met up with a friend. That's all you did, and none of that is a lie. It's just the act of not telling her that that friend is the daughter of the Undercity's shimmer Lord. That after the bar you went to him, told him half of the plans of the court, told him half of the things they were planning to do in order to stop him, and walked out eighty thousand hexes richer.

You also smoke a lot. Maybe that's the reason why you never feel any guilt. About surviving the raid, about ratting out the person you love the most. About being the true scum of Piltover. You see the evasion of guilt as an ability you have honed in through all these years. Beautiful, beautiful mind.

These are the things you think about when you ride your gold lined carriage home from school, with Sophia by your side, telling you about the guy she's been wanting to fuck for the last 2 years, and you telling her you'd do it for him, Isadora laughing in the seat in front of you, and Sophia slapping your leg with a smile.

They can't stay over at your place tonight, they have a family reunion out of town. This is a strange occurrence, since they've pretty much become your roommates.

The carriage stops at their mansion, Isadora kisses your cheek and jumps off, followed by Sophia. You blow her a kiss dramatically, which she pretends to catch and then rub it on her bum. You give her the finger as the carriage takes off, to the sound of Sophia yelling "I FUCKING LOVE YOU, YOU SLUT!"

The carriage stops at the building of the city council. You walk into Mel's room, which is no strange occurrence.

"Did somebody order a hooker?!" You exclaim as you walk through the door.

The city's ruler laughs and rolls her eyes. "Oh, finally, I was getting impatient."

You walk over to stand next to her, and dance on her mockingly. She lets out a laugh and grabs you by the hips into a hug. Laughter fills the room, only stopping with the sound of your voice.

"You're still coming over tonight right?"

She doesn't respond immediately. You turn around to face her, and you're greeted by a look of concern.

You raise an eyebrow, immediately understanding the situation. Like a math problem you've solved in the past, too many times to count.

"Holy shit, Miss medarda. Are you in love or what?" You question jokingly.

She smirks. Oh my God.

"What? He's a good lay." Mel spits the words out in between laughter.

Right in that second, like she had called him, counselor Talis walks through the door.