Yone: What is your input?
Y/N: I think you should speak to him, and also be prepared if he tries to put you through a wall again. Maybe next time don't show up all of a sudden at a frat party after a few years and instead, get ahold of him. Do you love your brother?
Yone: He is family... the only family I have now.
Y/N: Do that. Alright, its good seeing ya, text me or something and I might answer.
I nod at him, and he nods back at me, and I SWEAR I could see the glowing red under those contacts, and it was frightening. I try to forget what I saw and just go inside.
Y/N: I apologize for my tardiness! Turns out it ended up going a little longer than expected!
Kai: Hey, that's alright, can you come up and help me please?
Y/N: Sure thing, Kai, be right up...
I take my jacket and scarf off, losing the boots and heading for the stairs
Kali: STOP!!! You have violated... my time. You owe me some game time, come on!
Y/N: I'll go see what's up with Kai and I'll be right back down, alright?
I look around, making sure nobody can see us, then I give Kali a quick kiss and a stroke of her hair, lightly pushing her aside to run up the steps and into Kai's room.
Kai: Ugh... I clogged the toilet.
Y/N: Not a problem, this is just my job, what's in it?
Kai: Just paper, don't worry.
Y/N: I'm the exact same, sometimes I use too much.
I grab the plunger from the closet and carry it like a wizard holding his staff, marching into the room and making Kai giggle, then fixing the toilet and cleaning it.
Kai: Thanks! Hey, a-and... while you're here... you want to help me with something?
Y/N: What is it?
I set the plunger back after cleaning it, and come back to her wearing a different top.
Kai: I-if you're going to be an assistant then... y-you gotta get used to us changing, especially if you want to help us on tour... once again, this was Eve's idea...
Y/N: Was it?
Kai: Hmmm... y-you got me... hehe... I just think it's a good thing to not crack under pressure.
Y/N: Fair enough, allow me to help, what do you wish to try on?
Kai: So, expressive isn't skimpy?
She takes her shirt off right in front of me, making me blush and then she walks into her closet.
Y/N: Not necessarily, it isn't. Skimpy by definition means clothes are short and revealing. Cleavage, camel toes, moose knuckles, all of those exist from that definition. Alright, sorry for sounding technical. Expressive doesn't have to be those... it doesn't have to be revealing at all.
Kai: Huh... so... what about this?
She comes out in her crop top and leather leggings that she wears at her concerts, as well as her gloves that go up her arms. She looks... very flattering, and I can tell why she has an issue...
Y/N: Well... is that not supposed to be revealing?
Kai: Hmmm... I-I don't know, I-I'm not too fond of how people look at me in this...
She turns around, arching her back-NOOOOO!!! DON'T DO THAT!!! FUCKING HELL!!! Avoid... staring... avoid... staring... behave you fucking degenerate. Oh, wait, remember, she'd never get with you! She doesn't like you one bit! That's better... use my depression thoughts...
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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...
