Homebound → Fortnite [COMPLETED]

| chapter three |

{Narrator's POV}

Drift and (y/n) walked down the stone stairs, leaning into the HQ to make sure no one else was around.

"Phew. Good, no one else is around." (y/n) said, looking at all the artifacts in the caved lair.

"For now, at least. I'm just surprised they're still talking up there while John is drunk." Drift said, then shook his head.

"Why did you give him liquor?"

"Well.. it's a long story."

"Care to explain?" Drift asked, cocking his head to the side.

(y/n) sighed, she grabbed one of the steel chairs and sat down, motioning Drift to sit as well.

"Okay, so here's how it went."
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"I was at Tilted, trying to find my way around here, I really had no idea on what the fuck I was doing, then, some huge crackle noise just blared through the town."

"What the fuck?!" (y/n) looked up at the buildings, grasping her pickaxe tighter, noticing the purple aray of nothingness open bigger.

"What.. what is that thing?!"

"No time to explain! Get a move on!" John called out to (y/n), the female turned around and reached for her gun, Wick took notice and raised his hands up.

"Woah! Shit, relax! I'm John Wick, this is Carbide, we're here to take you back to HQ!"

"For what?! That's totally irrelevant to what the fuck I just asked!" She yelled back, Carbide sighed and grabbed the female by the arm, dragging her away to safety.
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"So.. They just, found you?" Drift asked. (y/n) shrugged.

"I don't know how, but just listen." She continued.
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After walking a great distance, the three stopped and looked towards the town, noticing most of the buildings destroyed.

"How did it-"

"Don't ask questions, keep moving." John said, walking in front of the group.

"You need a drink or something, you're clearly way too stressed and tense." (y/n) shrugged.

"A drink? We don't have liquor here."

"Then you can have some of mine, here." (y/n) pulled her flask out, shoving it in the mans face, he stepped back, startled.

"Oh relax, it's not poison, it's 'Jack Daniel's'" she said, watching the man take a huge gulp of it, the liquor burning his throat.

"Holy fuck, that was great, let me have more kid." John flexed his finger, motioning the girl to give him another swig off the flask.

"Not so fast, I don't have enough for me left. Plus you're already getting tipsy, how is that? It's not even strong.." she gripped the flask, watching the man grunt.

"Just give me the fucking thing or I'll blast your head off." He growled lightly, causing the female to gasp in surprise and throw the flask at him.

Taking a final gulp of the burning liquid, John whistled and threw it back.

"WOOOOO, I haven't felt this good in forever!~" he slurred his words, Carbide started at him in confusion.

"He's drunk, leave him be." (y/n) giggled, watching Carbide take John by the waist and walk beside him.
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"Then we came back here, it was pretty weird, but funny how he got so drunk, so quickly. I wasn't expecting it." (y/n) chuckled.

"That's, so weird." Drift shrugged and chuckled along with (y/n).

"So, should we just go out and train? Or wait a while before leaving, I'm not sure how those two will react." Drift scratched his chin.

"I'm assuming we can leave because they don't even watch us.." (y/n) said, holding her gun loosely.

Drift sighed and stood up, grabbing his mask and putting it on, (y/n) watched him and looked at herself through the glass panel.

(e/c) eyed, half mask wearing cartoon. Not bad.

I guess.

(y/n) followed Drift closely, making sure she didn't lose sight of him. Drift smirked under the mask and turned around.

"Admiring me from behind I see?"

(y/n) turned red. "What?! Umm.. no." She shrugged, walking in front of him.

"How would you even know, you're wearing that.. cat mask?"

"Hey, it's a symbol of my masculinity. I'm embracing it." Drift flexed, causing the female to cover her face with her hands.

"Also, m'lady, it's a kitsune mask. Y'know, Ancient Fox?"

"Dear lord you're such a teenager.."

"Well no shit, I'm 17."
(Short disclaimer: idk his age don't @ me pls)

"Really?"

"Mhm. What about you, princess?" Drift teased, gaining a glare from (y/n).

"I'm 16. Don't get any funny ideas." She grunted. Drift chuckled and walked next to her. Lowering his body to her height.

"I think you're the one getting the funny ideas.."

(y/n) shivered, looking at the masked male, he tilted his head, probably smirking at her.

"Anyways! Let's get this show on the road, I know a great place to train."

"Sure.." (y/n) mumbled, looking at her messed up hair, what made this so.. so, relaxing to her?

He may seem like a hardass, but he's calming to her, his laugh, his voice, what is it about him that's making her feel this way?

Honestly, I don't know. She's probably just flustered.

(y/n) sighed, walking out the door with the male.

"Oh how fun this'll be.."