This is the first time that Jinx is standing in the middle of her bedroom, with a pretty girl by her side, while the pretty girl in question takes in the room — a simple bed with a nightstand, an overfilled desk with a malfunctioning lamp (some engineer she is!), a couple wardrobes and cupboards, and graffiti, everywhere.
"I like your room," Lux says, and Jinx wants to reply, And I think I like you. It's weird, right? I've barely known you for a few hours and I think I'm in love. It's so stupid, I am brash, I am reckless, I don't feel these things. But with you I feel it all.
Jinx snarls at herself. Damn you, Violet, that's your lesbian genes!
"I'll sleep on the floor," Jinx provides instead, grabbing a spare pair of blankets from the wardrobe on her right, tossing them to the patch of empty carpet on her left. "You take the bed."
"Are you sure?" Lux asks hesitantly, looking over the tiny room, and then her beautiful eyes fix on the panicking inventor. "I mean, you are the host, and you have graciously—"
"I love the floor!" Jinx blurts out, dancing around on her toes, like she always does when the nerves get the best of her. "Floor is great! Besides, I have slept in worse conditions."
"This is still something you'll need to tell me about," Lux says with a yawn which shows just how the difference in time zones is hitting her. "I am sorry."
"It's okay, Princess," Jinx says in a half-mocking way, much like she would call Caitlyn 'Piltie' — no malice, just old good friendly fun.
Yet, when she drops the word, Lux almost turns crimson and once again her eyes fall on Jinx's lips. That's gotta mean something, no? Ah, screw my wishful thinking!!
The two go to bed soon thereafter, and the lights go off. Of course, some of Jinx's designs on the walls are meant to glow in the dark — which they do in a soft, soothing green.
Jinx does her best not to think about the events of the day, or that there is a literal goddess in Jinx's bed (!!), in Jinx's T-shirt (!!!), just an arm's reach from her.
As she almost collapses into slumber, Jinx hears a whisper:
"I liked it when you called me 'Princess'... Good night, Jinx."
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My Light, My Lux
FanfictionJinx should be happy with her new life: sharing an apartment with her sister and her stupid-but-sometimes-kinda-cool girlfriend is better than living in some shack in the Undercity. Working alongside Viktor in the Academy is better than being a crim...
