Valorant x Reader Oneshots

Late Night Studying (Killjoy X Reader)

DESCRIPTION: You decide to learn German to surprise Klara. She finds you up late studying. 

GENRE: Fluff 

WORD COUNT: 612

WARNINGS: None

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You knew you were in too deep the moment you picked out the book and took it home with you. It was a textbook for learning German, a language that you had no reason to learn other than the fact that you wanted to impress her. It wasn't like she spoke it all that often, most of the time she did was when she was talking to herself while she worked; musing through her own ideas because it was easier to work through them if she said it out loud.

It was steady progress, every night for the past week after you were finished for the day, you would head to the commons area and spread out the notebook and textbook and study.

You found yourself back in the commons area now, book open on the table and papers that you had been scribbling on while you read. The basics were easy enough, but it was hard to actually know how things were meant to be pronounced by only reading. Part of you wanted to ask her for help, but another part of you wanted it to be a complete surprise. You liked the thought of watching her face light up as you said something to her in German.

So pronunciation right or wrong, it was thought that would count.

You lose track of time easily. You have nowhere you need to be tomorrow and in the quiet and dim room, it's easy to focus. You don't expect to see anyone around this late anyway.

So the sudden noise of someone walking into the kitchen nearby is enough to startle you.

It's Klara, reaching to grab a mug from the cupboard. She notices you, and you laugh a little as she seems just as surprised to see you. You suddenly remember the book in front of you, but there's little time to cover it up before she's walking over, saying your name so fondly that you're momentarily thankful for the darkness that conceals your face.

"What are you working on so late?" She asks, not waiting for an answer before looking down at the pages on the table.

"Oh, uh, it's nothing- just some personal reading," you make a weak attempt to not look embarrassed as you push the book closed and gather up the papers. Klara stops you, easily taking the book and staring at the cover.

"You read German textbooks in your spare time?" She's smiling and you know that you've been caught.

"Well..." you pause. Klara looks at you expectantly. "I kind of started trying to learn for you." In the dim light of the nearby lamp, you can see the way her face softens, her cheeks dusted a light pink. "I wanted to surprise you with it," you admit.

"That's so sweet of you. And I am surprised, don't think that I'm not. I really do appreciate it, I think it shows how dedicated you are. Clearly, you've been working on this for a while, and it's really cute of you to do that." She's rambling nervously now, you can tell.

"Now that you know, would you help me? The pronunciations are better with someone here to actually tell me if I'm doing it right."

Klara takes a breath, before looking back at you with a smile.

"Of course, I would love to."

And even though it's far too late, the two of you end up sitting at the table together for another hour at least. Klara's coffee is long forgotten on the counter, and she finds that she doesn't quite mind. The way you smile when she tells you you got something right is far better anyway.