Ahri gives us a look of pure shock, her tails stagnate as she stands in front of the truck, in the garage. She was out there with a bottle of water, probably grabbing some from the fridge in the garage. It's pretty common, that's definitely a Piltover thing.
I exit the truck, shutting the door with my gym bag and she's just there, not knowing what to believe. That I kissed her, or whatever...
Y/N: Something the matter, Ms. Ahri?
Ahri: N-no I-I... that's just crazy...
Kali: What, you jealous?
Ahri: NO!!! I mean, well, not really. Is it cool to see a happy relationship? Yes, but is it weird to sort of... wish I had what you guys have?
Kali: Depends on how happy Sett makes you.
Y/N: If you guys want, I can help you out. I'm no expert in relationships, but I'm sure having a third wheel to talk to could make things easier, for both parties.
Kali: How about, you grab a shower, and uhh... clean these...
She slams her bag into my chest, and I take it, giving her another kiss.
Ahri: Also, when is breakfast?
Y/N: When every girl is awake, I will make breakfast. I want to make sure the girls are awake and hungry before I make anything. If that's okay...
Ahri: Right... just, please don't be obnoxious about your guys' fling.
Y/N: Akali wanted it to be secret, and now that you know, you promise that you don't tell anyone.
Ahri: Zip it, lock it, put it in my pocket... you won't get a word out of me.
Y/N: That's what we love to hear. Now, would you girls like anything else?
Ahri: Hmmm... we're good for now, thank you, Y/N!
Y/N: Anytime.
I smirk, heading inside and dumping all the dirty clothes in the washer, then moving up to my room, where I'm stopped at the top of the steps by a tired void goddess.
Y/N: Ms. Kai'Sa, do you need anything before I come upstairs?
Kai: *Yaaaaawwwnnn...* No.
Y/N: Okay, then if you'll excuse me, I promised Ms. Akali I'd be taking care of my hygiene.
I lightly stroll by her and head to my room, closing the door and stripping down. I grab a quick shower, with no time for funny business. No matter how much that I want to imagine that dream... but with Akali in Evelynn's place...
I finish my shower, putting on some old, relaxed polo shirt, although it's hardly a polo, it just has a collar, some fitting sweatpants and then leave my bathroom. I catch my guitar in the corner of my view, leaning against my dresser on its stand.
It's red, sparkling, and it was a perfect contrast to Sona's blue when she got it for me. I go online really quick, buying that keytar that she always wanted, one of the new ones I saw in her shopping cart online. She'll be happy when she gets it...
Also, I pay my rent, then after all that, I hit fuck it. I pick up my guitar, then just start plucking a random song after I kick on my amp.
The faint beginning of Adam's Song could be heard...
Maybe... I should pick this back up? Considering this job isn't so demanding... fuck, I also need a smoke, damn. Breakfast, then smoke. I walk outside my room to Eve, who was right outside my room.
Eve: Was that you?
Y/N: Yes, uhm... can I help you, Ms. Evelynn?
Eve: I just wanted to say uhh... it sounded it pretty good, Adam's Song was one of my favorites growing up, especially during my rebellious phase... unlike Akali, who never grew out if it.
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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...
