I bring up the envelope as I sit down, gamer headset on so the boys can hear it. Ekko got booted from the K/DA house after getting in a "friendly argument" with Akali about how much her song sucks in Fortnite. So, he's on his phone.
Ekko: DID YOU OPEN IT?!
Y/N: I'm about to, and back up!
Ekko: Happy birthday bud...
Yasuo: Yeah, you'll be getting my gift at some point. I got you... some new sneaks, especially after what happened to your last pair. You need an upgrade, it was tragic to see how you survived for six years in those kicks. So, Nike partnership...
Y/N: Fuck no, no way.
Sona jolts her head up, running down to the door to look for any packages, and of course the observant woman finds a package, because she brought one up to me straight from their headquarters.
Sona plops on my bed, clapping a ton, all giddy at what could be inside. She shoves the box in my stomach again, and demands I open it.
Sona: MMM!! o-oh... p...
Yasuo: Was that Sona that said that? Awwww... t-that's fucking adorable...
I look back at Sona and all she does is blush. I think she might have a little crush on a certain ninja with a long ponytail, that isn't a girl. I lift the mic, putting it on mute and look over at her.
Y/N: One sec... *mute* hey... you got something you wanna tell me?
Sona: <No.>
Y/N: You can tell me, I promise, I'll keep it secret, I hardly talk to anyone, anyway.
Sona: <Secret.>
Y/N: Tell me... hey, you know more about me than I know about you, you like Yasuo?
She pauses for a very long time, holding her hands together and tapping her fingers together nervously, looking out the window and then blushing some more, then looking back at me.
Sona: Y-ye... ye-sssss... s-s..
That was one of the most audible words I ever heard her speak, right next to "you".
Y/N: *Unmute* Hey, Yasuo, I got a situation, turns out that-ACK!!!
Sona grabs me by the neck, nearly strangling me.
Sona: N-NNN-N...
Y/N: Relax, relax, I was only joking! Hehe... h-hey!
She lets go of me, arms crossed and genuinely pissed.
Y/N: Hey, I'm sorry... I didn't know it was that bad.
Yasuo: What, what happened? Y/N, what did you do to Sona?
Y/N: Nothing!
Ekko: "Y/N, you tell me right now, if you harmed a single hair on that girl's head."
He talks in a low, gravelly anime-style voice, ripping Yasuo a new one and making the whole posse laugh.
Yasuo: That's right, bro, I'm gonna bring out the beast.
Y/N: Who the hell do you think I am? She's like my best friend, one of my best friends... she's been my therapist, hell of a lot better than you guys have been, only talking to me online, when am I fucking seeing you guys?
Yasuo: At the conc-
Ekko: SHUT UP!!!
Yasuo: Look at your new shoes!
I open the box, and they both hype up the reveal, revealing new, but very classic looking Nike Jordan's, red, black and white, but the red is... oddly metallic, is this a custom finish?!
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My Cursed Luck (K/DA x Male Reader)
Fanfiction- Y/N is an archivist, scratch that, an "information artist", and he likes to believe he's cursed, cursed with bad luck, resulting in the constant lack of optimism, depression. However, his past few years have been pretty tame as far as just going t...
