Well, another night, another concert. This time, I saw a familiar blue figure at the concert, and she hasn't changed one bit. That's a fat lie-
Sona scuffed: Y/N!!!
Y/N: What the fuck, SONA!!! YOU CAN TALK?! Finally... late night video calls and Yasuo's training paid off?
Sona: Y-y-eh-sss... YES! YES! YES!
She starts clapping, bouncing up and down towards me. I run to her, wrapping her up in a big hug. A friend hug, not an intimate one below the belt.
Together, we bounce around and then roll right up to the bar. Her hair has gotten even longer, like Seraphine length, sporting the same twin-tails as before.
We both slam a margarita together, attempting to catch up the best we can.
Y/N: So, you still living at the townhouse?
Sona: <No. moved. in. with. him.> Y-ya-ss... uuu-oh... Yasuo...
Y/N: That's so wicked to see you guys making things work. I'm sure he's making you very happy.
She starts nodding, smirking at me.
Y/N: I'm so happy for you guys, speaking of... where was he? I didn't see him at the concert.
Sona: Ssssick... sick. Fff... Fffvvvv...
Y/N: Flu? Hey, and it's okay, if it's too hard, just connect.
I put my hand on her shoulder, and she does it to me, thinking hard.
Sona: I can partially speak now, I had a big gig last night! Made some money help Yasuo pay for his new house! Yasuo is super sick! He has the flu, and uh, his brother is back in his life now, whether he likes it or not. I'm trying my best to make sure they don't try and kill each other again, I think it's working! Yone is sweet once you get to know him, I can get why Evelynn loves him!
Y/N: Yikes... well, how good are you at keeping a secret?
Sona: Very funny, it's like I can't speak...
Y/N whispers: Evelynn... just confessed to someone, behind Yone's back, if that's the case. So did Ahri behind Sett's... don't tell him... and Kai'Sa
Sona: Ha-ha... he-ho-who? Who?!
Y/N: SHHHH!!!
Sona whispering: Whooooo...
Y/N whispers: Me, and so did her other besties, so looks like my assistant job was working a bit too well... I don't know what to do...
Sona backs away, looking up at me with big, googly eyes. She's full of so much disbelief and shock that he has no idea what to do. She then grabs my shoulder, not needing to grab skin anymore.
Sona: WHAT THE FUCK?! I DON'T BELIEVE IT FOR A SECOND!!! ALL OF THEM SAID THAT?! That's bullshit... they didn't seem like the harem type...
Y/N: You better believe it, sister. I just got hooked up to the main attraction, and I don't know how to feel about it. I'm just scared.
Sona: Well, you've had a stable relationship for a little while, just imagine... with three more women! It can't be that bad if people way down south do it all the time. Like, it wouldn't be a custom that they take pride in...
Y/N: I guess... but I don't want to pin it up to Shurimian culture. I'm honestly thinking it could be fun since bedding Akali triggered something. I don't know what it is, but I want more. Flavor of the Week type of thing...
Sona: Bro is fiending over here... hey, just relax! Everything is going to be fine. Remember relationships are a two-way street, so don't expect yourself to do all the work! You got this... remember... what was it again?
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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...
