Airhead (Jinx x Fem!Reader)

3. Tease

Our study session ended a little after midnight. Once I pulled myself together and focused on Jinx's explanations, rather than her lips, I actually learned something. She was a lot smarter than I had anticipated. Jinx agreed that Heimerdinger's approach to teaching was niche and super convoluted. I was shocked that she was able to decode his old English riddles and with such ease. It was almost second nature to her. As we went through each question, Jinx was able to break them down in a way where my brain could genuinely absorb the information. I felt like a weight had been lifted off of my shoulders, the fear of failure was becoming less intense the longer I paid attention. It wavered, but ultimately, our session did help. I had a new profound sense of confidence after just a few hours, who knows how much confidence I'd have in just a week!

I closed my laptop and shoved it back into my bag. As excited as I was, I was exhausted. We studied for about five hours straight. Jinx seemed pretty tired too. I didn't want to push her. She sat on the far end of the couch, watching me gather my belongings as she fiddled with one of her braids. I couldn't help but feel flustered, her gaze on me. Being the awkward mess I already was, my awkwardness always intensified if there was a pretty girl nearby. It was a curse. I was very well spoken, but put me in a room with a hottie and it's bye bye articulate and hello neanderthal who lives in a cave and shits in a hole.

"I really appreciate you helping me out tonight. I'm sorry it went on so late." I said softly, hiking my ten thousand pound bag on my back. Jinx stretched her legs out on the couch and her arms above her head, the intensity of her stretch caused her black tee to hike up a tad, her stomach revealing itself slightly. My eyes immediately homed in on her navel, my thirsty side was getting stronger by the second. As I examined her stomach, I noticed she had even more tattoos; the same blue clouds she had on her arm. They seemed to trail down her whole right side given the line up. My thoughts started to wander, wondering just how far down they went. My curiosity was piqued.

"No biggie." She waved me off. "Lemme know if you need more help." She said casually, her body sinking into the couch, her shirt riding up even more, her stomach now fully exposed. I couldn't help but stare. Much like Vi's, she was in good shape too. Not as much as Vi, but Jinx absolutely had definition. My mouth went dry at the sight of her. The primal urge to drop my bag and pounce on her like a wild animal was intense. As much as I wanted to, I seriously needed to pump the breaks. She was my tutor and my best friend's girlfriend's little sister. Would it be weird if we started dating? I wonder what Vi would say, no, what would Caitlyn say? Did Jinx even swing that way? It seemed like a fair accusation, most bi or gay chicks had dyed hair and tattoos. I don't think I was too far off based on my educated guesses.

"Hello?" Jinx questioned. I snapped my attention to the blue hair goddess still sprawled out on the couch. Goddamn she looked like a painting. "You good? You've been like...staring at me." Once again, I felt my cheeks go red hot, my heart started to pound a bit harder. My heartbeat felt so loud, I was starting to think she could hear it.

"Oh, sorry, I just..." I needed to think of something and quick! It was only a matter of time before the incoherent babbling started. "I was just going to ask you about...your tattoos! W-where did you get them?" I felt sweat start to form on the back of my neck with how nervous I was. Jinx raised an eyebrow in question. She pulled her shirt down, covering her exposed skin and sat up straight, her eyes burning into mine.

At that moment, the room's vibe suddenly felt... different . I couldn't put my finger on it, but there was a palpable tension. I was praying that she wasn't pissed off at me being a thirsty idiot. I was staring at her like she was some exhibit afterall. Who wouldn't have felt uncomfortable? I was about to apologize when Jinx suddenly stood up, her eyes still locked onto mine and pulled her shirt over her head. My heart was racing faster than a fuck boy street racing at two in the morning. I couldn't think of one coherent thought as she stood there in only her sports bra. My eyes slowly looked her up and down, counting every single cloud she had on her immaculate complexion.

"I got these done a couple of years ago. You like 'em?" She smirked as she modeled her tattoos, her fingertips slowly dragging down her arm seductively. I felt my temperature gauge break. I'm pretty sure I looked sunburned with how red I was. She was stunning . My legs desperately wanted to move forward towards her. I fought hard against my subconscious behavior, counteracting them by giving her a forced smile.

"Wow." Was all I could mutter. Jinx chuckled softly, obviously amused with my reaction. She stared at me a bit longer before her hands dropped to the hem of her pants, slowly pulling them down. Stunning and VERY out of pocket. If I were a cartoon character, steam would have been pouring out of my ears and blood would have been spewing out of my nose. I had no idea what was going on, but I didn't know if I could handle it, considering I almost creamed my pants just by standing in her bra and pants. It was game over if I saw her in her bra AND underwear. I had to get out of there. Fast.

"Oh! Wow, look at the time! It's really late. You're so gorgeous-I mean-THEY'RE so gorgeous...haha. Silly me. I'm always messing up my words. You'll have to show me next time! Uh, bye!" With my babbling idiot making an appearance, I took that as my cue and I sprinted towards the front door and bolted outside, leaving the door wide open. My heart was thumping against my rib cage like an angry UFC fighter. What on Earth was she doing? Wait, what was I doing? I was just in there ogling her and then the moment she makes an advance, a super strong one if I may add, I dip?! I was pathetic. I smacked myself in the face, realizing my mistake and started to turn around. The moment I faced the front of the house, Jinx was leaning in the doorway, her arms crossed and a smug look of satisfaction planted on her beautiful face.

"See ya next time, Y/N." She chuckled, closing the door, an audible lock sound echoed. I stood there embarrassed as ever. I probably looked like a moron with how I reacted. At least she said 'next time', reassuring that I didn't completely freak her out by my nincompoop behavior. I couldn't get her body out of my mind, her blue clouds flashed every time I closed my eyes. I was captivated to say the least.

I got into my car and tossed my bag onto the passenger seat. I turned the ignition, my car's engine stuttering a bit before fully turning on. I caught a glimpse of myself in my rearview mirror as I backed out of the driveway. I was still red as a lobster. I couldn't wait to get home. I was going to take the coldest shower in existence. I had to cool down my core. If my body went any hotter, I'm pretty sure I would have melted into a pitiful puddle. I had to say, even though the night ended kind of weird, I was eager to see her again. When next time rolls around, I won't run.