Simple like cigarettes (Caitlyn kiramman x fem reader)

What Next?

Caitlyn's POV

Dear Y/n,

I've read some of the letters you wrote me. I'm planning on reading the every month. Counted 12 so far. Didn't know you could be so romantic. Remember the first time we met? I remember. It was the time you got transferred to piltovers middle school. I'll be honest I was never really fond of you. I remember once you had started a food fight on picture day. One of my ex friends said something about how Vi dresses and you overheard. You then threw the nasty school sub at her face.

Then she tried throwing her pasta at you but then you moved so it ended up hitting someone else. Then Mylo shouted "food fight" then when it got crazy some food got stuck in my hair so I quickly went in the bathroom to get it out. I was irritated I had spent all morning doing my hair just for it to get ruined. Then I remember you running in laughing and locking the door behind you.

I sighed recalling the memory

"The marinara went great with your shirt!" Y/n laughed.  I looked to the door to see Y/n talking through it. "I will fucking kill you!!" Grace yelled at Y/n. "Woah now lets not get violent." Y/n said lent up against the door. "You piece of trencher trash!" Grace yelled banging on the door. "Hey, I know you like me and all, but there's other ways of actually telling me." Y/n snickers. "No one will ever even dream of dating a fag like you, Wick!" Grace said. My eyes widened and so did Y/n's.  She then smiled.

"Don't get mad when I start dating your mom!" Y/n laughed. "Fuck you!" Grace banged harder on the door. "You wish!" Y/n replied. Once the banging stopped She unlocked the door then pushed herself off of it and walked to the sink next to me. She began washing her hands that were dirty with food.  She glances at me while getting a paper towel. "Hey." She said. I gave her an annoyed expression and looked back at the mirror taking out the pieces of food in my hair. She walked up to me. "You got some right here." She reached her hand toward me.

I quickly slap it away. "Don't. Touch. Me." I spat glaring at her. She got me in this situation in the first place. She put her hands up defensively "okay. Apologies princess." She teased. "Don't call me that." I say focusing on the mirror. "You're rich and the only child with a big heir. That's called a princess." Y/n said. I scoffed. She just smirked at me. I just rolled my eyes. Then there was a loud banging noise. "WICK!" A voice called out.

"Shit!" Y/n ran into a stall and shut it closed and put her feet up. The bathroom door opens and the principal walks in. "Wick! I know you are in here!" She yelled. She glances at me. "Which stall is she in?" She asked. "Oh, Y/n. She left." I say still looking at the mirror. "Where did she go?" She asked. "I'm not sure I was here the whole time." I say. "Thank you, Caitlyn." She nodded then walked out of the bathroom. The stall unlocked and Y/n stepped looked at the bathroom door then she turned her head to me confused.

"Why'd you do that?" Was the first thing she asked. I shrugged and looked at her. "Don't mention it" I say annoyed.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard yelling from inside. I close my journal then gaze up at my mural and smile sadly. "Sorry I acted that way towards you." I said to no one in particular. I then got up and put my journal in my backpack. I walk up to the back door of the last drop and head inside to hear the fuss.

I walk down the steps to the small room. I hear Vi and Vander. I peek into the door to actually see them. Vi was by the couch yelling at Vander. While Vander was sitting down on Vi's usual spot. "It's been a fucking year! And your doing nothing! It's like you gave up on her! We should be worried about her! Yet all you care about is this- this stupid bar!" Vi yelled throwing her hand up. Vander nodded his head.