(DISCONTINUED) OH SH*T! IT'S DAT BOI! (Lúcio x Fem!Reader)

1k Special! (P. 1)

Alright! So I took a few of the requests, (as in like, three ;-; because I thought they were interesting.) and I'm sorry if I didn't use your request, it's either because it'd be rushing the story too much or it didn't catch my eye. Sorry! Maybe you could request something for the next special! So I hope you enjoy, I added in some of my ideas as well.

Your POV

I was hoping that I wouldn't receive any more invites outside of my house. I missed my bed... and the silence of my house. It would get lonely every once and awhile. But unfortunately I have this guy with me.

"(Y/N)!"

"What." At this point I was done. I was tired, I wanted to sleep... WHEN IS THIS NIMWIT EVER GONNA LEAVE??? I'm just so done with this guy. Kill me now.

"ARE YOU GOING OUT TODAY?"

"I'm not sure, let me see." Just in time, Lúcio called me.

"Sup."

"Sorry to disturb you again! Are you free today?"

"Yeah. Sure."

"You sound dead."

"But... aren't we all dead on the inside?"

"Enough of your 'emo' stuff! Anyways, I need help cleaning out one of the storage rooms. Someone asked me to, and it looks like I'll need some help."

"Alright. I'll need a ride though..."

"Just tell me when you're ready and I'll send someone over."

"Alright, thanks."

"No problem! See you in a bit!" And with that, he hung up.

"I guess I was right. I am heading somewhere today."

"OH OKAY. I'M HEADING SOMEWHERE TOO."

"Alright. Fine with me. I need to get ready so..."

"OKAY." I went to the bathroom and took a shower. Quickly, I dried my hair and got dressed. I texted Lúcio.

"Alright I'm ready. You can send your ride here."

"Got it." I finished packing my bag. I sat down and next thing you know. POOF! My doorbell rung. Man I wonder who it could be this time... I opened the door.

"Hey, (Y/n)! Lúcio told me to pick you up, again."
"Sorry for the trouble..."
"Nah! It's not your fault. It's his fault for needing help and asking you to come over. I mean, it's not his fault if he wants to see you so much." She winked.
"H-Hana..." My cheeks got increasingly red. She laughed.
"I wouldn't blame him if he liked you. I mean, he could've asked anyone to help him. But he went out of his way to call you."
"Oh be quiet he probably just doesn't wanna bother anyone else there."
"Well, think about it. I'm the one who came to pick you up."
"Jesus Christ on a motorbike... You're right..."
"Anyways! We can chat in the car, we better get going!"
"R-RIGHT!" I locked the door, got in the car and we were off.

"So, (Y/n)."
"Yee?"
"Do you think Lúcio likes you?"
"I don't know. I don't really mind either way."
"So... You're saying if he did like you, you wouldn't mind?"
"No. I don't see anything wrong with it. I mean, I've liked people, they didn't really seem to care..."

"Oohh... Feelsbad..."

"I-It's alright... Y-You just hit a dark spot..." I pretended to sob.
"That was smooth, though." We made a left turn.
"Kinda like that turn, though."
"Ooooo good one."