League of Legends One Shots

Stars - Lux x Ezreal

Notice: This story will be a fluff - meaning it's not a lemon lol or it's a cute story. I will specifically explain at the beginning of the story if it's a lemon//smut or fluff. Also, this story will mainly be built off of requests mainly because I really don't know what ships or just generally what to write about so leave some suggestions please lol. We're starting this ALL off with a classic Lux x Ezreal cause why not

Fluff

Tonight was a ball of a lot of nobles and royalty, most of which want me to marry Prince Jarvan, but can I be honest? Jarvan is far from my type, my type is more of an adventurous, exciting, and fun guy who's closer to my age. So maybe like Rakan, but single and less crazy or Talon, but less... you know, edgy. Definitely like Ezreal, but how would someone like me get with someone like him with my families standards and with girls like Sona and Vayne.

My thoughts were interrupted as Garen knocked at my door, "Lux? Are you almost ready?"

I get back to checking which dress I wanted to wear and shouted out the door, "Yeah! Wait a bit!"

I sighed, good enough. My hair was in a wavy line down my back and my heels were high enough to make me look taller but weren't high to the point of me not being able to walk around. I get into the carriage and Garen smiles, "Huh, you finally dressed nicely to an event, anyone you're trying to impress?"

I roll my eyes, "I don't like him."

Garen laughs, "I wasn't talking about him silly, apparently some guys from Ionia and Piltover will be there since Demacia has been doing some business with both."

"P-PILTOVER?!"

Garen smirks, "Oh so who is it? Let's see, who from Piltover would Lux like?"

My face burns pink, "It's none of your business!"

Garen laughs and smiles, "As long as you're happy."

Garen and I fixed our relationship a bit, we still love competing against each other but it's not like we want to obliterate one other either. We're honestly close siblings now and we've even put our differences of beliefs - magic or no magic - behind us.

We approach the Hall of Valor, where the ball was being held, and I saw him in his own carriage. He looked kind of bored, as expected from an event like this, but he looked amazing.