The King's Avatar one-shot (xreader)

Huang Shaotian- Team Blue Rain

"C-Can I speak to you," after you heard a knock a fellow colleague appeared in your doorframe.

"Oh hey, what's up?"

"Erm, there's a rather dubious guy looking to talk to you. If you want I can send him away."

"Hmm," you tilted your head, "what are you talking about?"

Your colleague showed you a live video recording of the lobby on his tablet.

"This one," he pointed at a heavy clothed person. You sweat-dropped.

"Oh...n-no, it's fine. C-Call them in please."

"Are you sure?" your colleague still had a worried look on his face.

"Yeah, don't worry. I know this person."

"Ok, if you say so," he disappeared and shortly after reappeared with the person who cautiously looked around while hiding their face deeper in the scarf or whatever clothing that suffocating thing was.

You nodded and thanked your colleague. After that weird person and you were alone, the person made sure the door was locked and the shutters down before they pulled down the textile that covered their face.

"Shaotian..." you whispered. 

However he sprinted forward and shut you up by putting his hand on your mouth.

"Shhh," he shushed you.

A bit pissed, you muffled out:

"But I was whispering! Gosh!" you slapped his hand away, "You're way too cautious!"

"How can I not be? I mean I'm popular! Everyone knows my face! And especially here! It's the eSports Association right? Right? Right? They all know me! After all I'm in the Glory department! Didn't you see all the posters they have of me up on the wall? Didn't you see? Didn't you see?"

"Yeah, yeah," you waved his words from you in hopes it'll keep away the headache that was approaching.

"What do you even want here?"

"Oh..."

"Huh?" you were perplexed because he looked away and only mumbled meekly.

"What?" you edged him on.

"I-I just wanted to see you, I guess," he didn't face you.

"What? Why? Couldn't you have called?"

"Called?" he looked you straight in your eyes, his brows furrowed,

"you don't even pick up the phone! How can I have called? That's the only option I had! To come here! Or else who knows you'd even let your funeral take place in your office because you never come out and die in here!"

"Haha, a-ah okay. Sorry," you smiled at him. He immediately turned away.

"I thought I'd give you what you want."

"What I want?"

"An interview! An interview with me!"

"That's a nice thought Shaotian but I'm not the media, so I don't desire an interview with you."

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"What?" 

You couldn't hear what he said because he hid his face in his scarf again.

"Whatever," his mouth lurked out of his scarf. 

After pouting for a good minute he sat down and tapped on the table with his fingers.