Y/N POV
Eve lightly taps my chin, locking her arm around mine.
Eve: What kind of nice places are here in Zaun?
Y/N: Nowhere, actually, know any good places in Piltover?
Eve: You hungry?
Y/N: Of course, you can take me anywhere.
Eve: Anywhere?
Y/N: Okay, I shouldn't have said tha-
Eve: Relax darling...
We get to my bike; she looks at it with concern.
Eve: Oh... a motorcycle...
Y/N: Ever ride one before?
Eve squeezes my arm a little bit harder.
Eve: Yes... but no... can we just take my car?
Y/N: Aww... come on... live a little!
She pouts, she must have had a bad experience.
Y/N: Fine, we'll take the car, can I drive?
Eve: If you can prove you do it better than me.
She gives me the keys.
Eve: Sorry it's just that... Akali has given me bad memories of bikes... she rides like she has a deathwish.
I close the car door for her, hopping in the other side.
It is a bright purple Porsche 911, beautiful car, nobody steals cars from the K/DA because people are afraid of them, now I won't because that's just rude to do to a client.
That's what she is right, a client...?
Y/N: That sucks, it only takes one bad experience... *sigh*
Eve: See, a car, it's different, you can drive like an asshole and still survive.
Y/N: You drive like one?
Eve: Of course! It's a fast car!
Y/N: Well... here, if we ever take the bike together, I'll drive mellow, just for you.
Eve: You're talking like this isn't going to be a one-time thing...
Y/N: You were talking like we were already married...
We both match the same energy, giving each other sarcastic glares.
She cracks, she blushes first, W.
Eve: I can't take it when you look at me like that... heh... can we go?
Y/N: Alright, let's head out.
*NYOOOM! POP POP POP!*
All in all, nice ride, fast, actually roomy for a small car.
Eve: There's a nice pizza place around the corner.
Y/N: You want that?
Eve: What do you want?
Y/N: Not picky.
Eve: Sure, I'll take that.
We pull into the lot and park up.
I step out and open the door for her, she stands up, smiling at me.
We walk inside and are punched in the face by the smell of dough, it's amazing.
I hear a surprised flute sound.
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Them (K/DA x Male Reader)
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...
