Preparations

608 14 3
                                        

Streya POV

In a White Fang base

Streya: You should've waited, Lexes. That was dangerous and stupid.

She stood there, not saying anything.

Streya: Don't ignore my orders next time.

Lexes: Y...You were...i...in danger.

Her voice was raspy and quiet.

Streya: I would've been fine. They wouldn't have killed me.

...

Streya: Look, I'm just worried about you. Understand that I told you to stand back because I didn't want you to get hurt.

She tried speaking but no words came out. She wrote something in her scroll and showed it to me.

Lexes: "I'm a grown adult, I can handle myself.

Streya: That's not the point.

Lexes: "Why don't you trust me?"

Streya: I do trust you. You're strong, you really are. But you haven't even unlocked your semblance yet. You need that before anything else.

Roman: Why the fight, Ladies, we're all friends here?

Streya: Can it, Torchwick, I'm not thrilled about working with you.

Roman: Talk about rude. I'm just helping.

Streya: When you die, it will be me to take your head. But you're a useful tool. That's the only reason I haven't yet

Roman: If you want to, why don't you just do it now?

Streya: Don't tempt me...

I pulled out my knife.

Roman: One scary lady.

I gritted my teeth, resisting the urge.

Streya: Huh?

I jumped back dodging an attack from Neo. Lexes stood in front of me. She was glaring at Neo.

Streya: Stand down, Lexes. Get that girl under control, if she loses it off the simplest comments, things won't end well.

Neo put her umbrella over her shoulder and walked backwards, glaring at us. I put away my knife and left.

Y/N POV

Lena: C'mon...

Mia: You're joking, right? Why would I waste time at a stupid dance?

Lena: It'll be fuuuunn.

Lena was practically shaking Mia at this point.

Mia: Stop pestering me, ok? I'll go to the stupid dance.

Lena: You mean it?!

Mia: Yes, yes...

Lena: Yes!

Elias: You can be a little kid at times, you know that?

Lena: Our entire team needs to go!

Elias: But I still don't got a date for the dance...

Lena: Who cares about that?!

She looked at me.

Lena: Tell em!

Y/N: Um...actually, Lena, I already have a date.

Lena: HUH?! WHO?!

Y/N: W-Weiss Schnee...

Elias: You asked Weiss to tue dance and she said yes?

Weiss Schnee x Male reader: Mending a Cold HeartWhere stories live. Discover now