Mk1 x reader || one-shots

Kung lao | 🍋

(Here's probably what you stinky heads wanted. You dirty minded fugs🙄 also, I'm honestly so bad at this stuff so if you don't like it, im sorry😭)

At Madame Bo's tea house, you and raiden seemed to be more talkative and interested in each other more than you did kung Lao. Laughing alongside with raiden, a smile grew wider as you continued to converse with him.

"Ahem." Kung Lao cleared his throat and leaned closer into the table, his expression showing one of disapproval. His lips curved slightly downwards, forming a thin line. He placed his elbows on the table, then planting his head in the palm of his hand. The laughter faded away, looking over at kung Lao with a nervous smile.

"Yes, kung Lao?" Raiden looked over at kung Laos look of disbelief.

"Nothing, Nothing. Just continue your conversation you two." His tone filled with sarcasm. The nervous tension rises in the threes air by the passing second. Until it was interrupted by Madame bo.

"Are you all finished?" She smiled. Raiden nodded and took out his wallet, beginning to take out his money.

"Thank you so much Madame bo, you have no idea how much we appreciate it. The food was delicious like always." You smiled, she scoffed playfully and waved you off in an embarrassed manner.

"Oh, really. It's nothing. I'm just glad you three enjoyed it." She said.

"Of course, I mean. I don't know so much about raiden and y/n because of how much they were talking" kung Lao retorted. Causing everyone to glance at him. Clearing your throat, you got up from the table.

"I see, well.. okay then. I do believe it is time for us to go. Please, have a good night Madame bo." An anxious chuckle left your lips. Raiden nodded and did the same, now leaving the tea house. Kung Lao followed behind. Walking raiden home, there was an awkward silence again.

Once raiden made his way back to his house, you quietly whispered a goodbye. Now leaving you with kung Lao, by yourself. You could feel kung Laos gaze shooting on you every once in a while. The hairs in the back of your neck standing up.

"So, you'll only talk to me when raiden isint around?" He sneered. Not catching up the pace beside you. His eyes glaring right down at you.

"I didint realize-"

You were cut short by kung Laos calm frustration. "That's the thing, you don't think." His tone was stern. The wave of embarrassment and nervousness flooded through your emotions. Your heart buckled and sank. The wanting to go home so badly was worse than you would've expected.

"I'm sorry, kung Lao.." you
Mumbled. Your eyes glued to the floor as you continued to walk against the pavement beneath you.
The walk suddenly stopped, now looking up. You were now at your house, the feeling of hope built in your chest. Walking up the small steps of the porch, you reached for your keys and inserted the keys inside the doorknob. Once you opened the door, you wanted to rush inside. But kung Laos firm grasp held your elbow. Preventing you from escaping.

"Look at me." His voice sounded demanding. And the sternness held in his voice never faded. Finally gathering up the courage, dreadfully looked at him. His other hand quickly closed the door, now slamming your back against the wall outside of your house. His hands now glided to your shoulders, keeping a firm grip on them. "Promise me you won't do it again, y/n." His tone dropped, almost sounding like he was pleading desperately. Nodding your head, the expression on your face softened. "Then I forgive you." His gaze now faced somewhere else, pursing his lips in embarrassment. A soft sigh surpassed his lips as he quickly pulled you into an embrace. His chin resting on the top of your head. "I'm sorry for being mean.." he mumbled, taken aback by the sudden words and actions he had just done. You couldn't help but blush slightly. Slowly wrapping your arms around his back, your hands grasping onto the back of his shoulders. Feeling the hard muscle, buffing his arms.