Y/N POV
The next week, I did some more odd jobs.
Shooting here, smashing glass there, stab here, stab there, oh, I grinded someone's face off with my bike tire, that was interesting.
FLASHBACK POV
Y/N: Where's the money shithead! Huh?!
Jinx: Tell us! No, actually don't tell us...
Jinx butts him with her shotgun.
I grab him by the collar and rev my bike while it's on the stands.
Shithead: No... don't do this!
*NYOOOOM! GRINDING SOUNDS!*
FLASHBACK END
I make sure my money makes it to a bank account, thanks again to Graves, this man has done so much for me for a while, her and Sarah both, but that's because they see it in me, I guess.
They had my back; I'd do anything to repay them.
I sit down at the bar in the morning.
Sarah: So... hit it off with Eve? She seems nice.
Jinx: Yeah, I'm jealous.
Y/N: Guys! I think that was it, I don't know.
Jinx: How so?
Y/N: I'm a workhorse, she's a star, I'm from Zaun, she's from Piltover, we're in two separate worlds, that shit won't work... it just won't... heh...
Or will it?
Jinx: Well, okay, whatever you say, I got a plan for us today!
Jinx starts bouncing up and down in her chair.
Y/N: Alright, what is it?
Jinx: Meet my gun guy! Jax!
Y/N: Yeah, I might need more than the pistol and knife, it's good but, I just need more.
I take it out and flash it around, putting it back in my jacket.
Glocks are great guns, but I need something that packs a punch, maybe a shotgun or something, if Jax can help with that, that'd be great.
Jinx and I stand up, taking our leave.
Jinx: You ride! I'll ride with you.
I hop on my bike, and she wraps her arms around me, we're just friends.
Jinx: Take a left...
*NYOOOOOM!*
I pull up to the old shack that Jinx took me to, there's a nice SUV sitting outside it with a driver.
I take my helmet off and set it on my bike.
Jinx: Okay, so, let me do the talking.
Y/N: Alright.
Jinx: He's a quiet guy, but once he knows who you are, he's really nice.
We walk to the shack, Jinx goes to knock on the door, but we hear...
Muffled Girl: Oh yes! Harder! Jax...
Jinx: Uh... maybe just wait a little bit.
*PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!*
We back away from the wall.
We both just look at each other awkwardly.
Y/N: Damn, he gets busy.
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Fanfiction-You are Y/N L/N, some people call you a psychopath, some people call you their savior, while others may just call you a profitable business partner. You may have no powers, that you know of, but you wouldn't need them anyway. You were discharged fr...
