Y/N POV
GRUB TIME!
Sushi... always hits... and the bill? Hits the bank account as well.
Ouch.
I reluctantly pull out my wallet when Ahri steals it with her tail.
Y/N: Ahri! Come on...
Ahri: No! It was my idea, let me...
Second time a date paid for dinner... oof...
Y/N: How am I gonna pay you back?
Ahri: I'll figure something out...
Y/N: Well, wanna get out of here?
Ahri leaves a whole hundred, that's a big fucking tip!
Ahri: Sure, let's go!
Ahri yanks me out of the booth, pulling me with her arm as her tails gently rub against me.
Y/N: Damn, someone's excited!
Ahri: Piltover ain't so bad, come on!
Y/N: Right...
*NYOOOM! CRACKLE!*
First stop, clothing store, mainly the mall.
Ahri wanted to check and see the quality of her new merch, attracting attention of nearly everyone in the store.
This place has servants. Okay...
Ahri: Come on Y/N! Come! Come!
Servant: Ahri, shall we help you with something?
Servant 2: We have a spot in the salon all lined up for you!
Servant: Please... allow us to get rid of any unnecessary company.
One of them grabs me, laughing.
Servant 2: He must've come here to steal something...
Servant: No, hopefully to beg, look at his clothes!
Y/N: Hey I'll have you know this racing jacket has more history than both of your bloodlines, you guys are servants!
they both giggle at me, one spits... right between the I and the S on my Mitsubishi jacket.
Y/N: Ahri? Hello?!
Ahri: Just let him go... he's not bothering anybody!
Servant: Oh... he won't be...
I've had enough of this shit.
Y/N: Fuck you!
He laughs-
*THUD! CRACK! THUD!*
Headbutt him, making him fall to the ground with a bloody nose.
Now I'm free to get in a fighting stance.
Y/N: Come on, buddy! Come on, I've been through some shit, I gotta de-stress! I ain't taking shit from a kid with a perm and drives a Prius!
Martial arts club from school, help me out on this one!
Servant 2: PRIUS?!! How dare you assault one of our own as well?!
*HEEL KICK! THUD!*
Ahri: Y/N!!! Come on, jeez...
Y/N: What? They spat on my jacket; I found this racing jacket in the trunk when I bought my car. It's a collectable.
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Fast Man! (K/DA x Male Reader)
FanfictionA boy who did way too much street racing and learned cars at a super young age! Ultimately, he ruined his life because of it. But did that stop him? No, it didn't, he's a fast man! He works fast, runs fast, drives fast, and even... mingles fast. A s...
