RVB (locus x reader x felix x wash) one shots

Decisions, decisions.... (Locus/Felix/reader)

Sorry the pic quality isn't so great, I was on google and found this and just had to take a photo of it! This was a request from MissMercW0LF
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Key:
(F/f)= favorite flower
(F/a)= favorite animal
(P/b) = preferred beverage
(F/c) = favorite color
(L/r) = left or right hand

(Y/n) was tired, training had kicked her ass and she was in no way prepared to deal with anybody.  She just wanted to go the locker room and take a hot shower before she hopped into bed.

As usual, that was too much to ask and fate decided to throw this at her.

The two other mercs were in there, they had already taken a shower but that didn't hinder her annoyance.  (Y/n) could tell that her partners in crime were arguing, Locus and Felix always did, but it was the subject of the matter in which they were arguing about that caught her attention.

"HA! Bullshit! You could never win her over!  You're like a machine Locus, loving her would mean ruining you're 'oh so perfect solider' act."

(Y/n) stayed hidden in the doorway, deeply interested in whoever this woman was, if she managed to get Locus's attention she must be one hell of a vixen.  She peeked in, her eyes widening.  The two were out of their armor and she couldn't help but bite her lip in shock.  'Holy hot as hell... That chick is one lucky bitch.'  (Y/n) couldn't stop the thought from running through her head, she liked both of them herself.

Locus scowled deeply at Felix as he wiped his face off with a towel. 

"Felix you're sadistic and also a narcissist, that I doubt you could actually love her like a normal human being.  I, at least, know more about (Y/n) than you."

(Y/n) felt her mind reel back in shock.  She edged closer to the hallway.

"Oh really?  What's her favorite flower?"

"(F/f)."

Felix scowled, then smirked.

"What does she always order at a bar?"

"(P/b), you're seriously an idiot if you thought I didn't know what that was, she gets the same thing every time."

(Y/n) smiled from where she watched.

Felix frowned again, looking dead serious, he crossed his arms over his bare chest and rolled back onto his heels.

"Which hand does she throw her knife with?"

"Same one she writes and shoots with, Felix, (l/r)."

"Favorite animal?"

"(F/a)."

"What about her favorite color?"

"(F/c)."

(Y/n) raised and eyebrow as Felix continued to present more questions that she never thought anyone would notice about her, like the exact amount of honey she put in her tea or the fact she always sleeps with earbuds in and the music turned low.   [sorry if you don't.]

(Y/n) raised a brow and smirked before slipping out of sight and heading back to her room. She would let this little game play out before she had them begging on their knees. (Y/n) grinned to herself, white teeth glinting like a wolf as she left.