An Unlikely Agent 💫 (fem reader x valorant agents)

Chapter 2: I survive one flight, now another?

I walk down the staircase, feeling extremely wobbly and nervous. I look up and see two people waiting for me at the gate of the airport. As I get closer I can distinguish that one is a man, and the other a woman. The man is dressed in a shirt with a metal bulletproof vest on top of it. He's holding up a cardboard sign with my name 'Y/N!' and a messy drawing of a giant, smiling, pink octopus next to it. I giggle as I walk towards him. The juxtaposition of this strongly built man, dressed in silver and red, with his big grin and cute sign is not something I'd expect to go together.

It takes me another moment to notice the woman standing next to him. She's dressed in a black and green bodysuit, it looks armoured and teched out. She has a short hairstyle and a metallic mask hanging off her ears. She has a strict and punishing expression completely focused on me, I clutch my dinosaur plush behind me to relieve some of my nervousness.

"Welcome to the Valorant Protocol Y/N," The scary lady offers a hand to me, it's surprisingly gentle as I shake it, taking me by surprise. "I'm sure you'll be a great asset for us!" I nod to her, still surprised that she doesn't want to kill me.

"Well Y/N, I'm Brimstone, and this is Viper." After being introduced to the two I feel less dread about this whole situation. I follow both of them, to a completely grey helicopter.

"That's a dull colour." I accidentally slipped.

Brimstone laughs at my observation. "Well it's bulletproof so it's difficult to make it pink and sparkly, no matter how much killjoy has tried." I laughed with him, glad my joke wasn't taken the wrong way. Although I'm not sure who Killjoy is.

Different POV:

The helicopter is surprisingly large on the inside, with six seats lining each side, each seat had different coloured leather, you giggled to yourself about how different the inside looked to the outside.

"Well, go ahead and pick a seat Y/N," said Viper, in a gentle voice. You stumbled forward hesitantly and chose the purple seat.

"Great choice." Chuckled Brimstone. Clicking his own belt buckles from the front of the aircraft. "Alright make sure you strap yourselves in! We don't want another Raze incident!" Said Brimstone, clicking on different switches and levers.

"Raze incident?" You ask Viper, who is sitting in the silver seat next to you.

"Ah yes, one of our best, duelist agents Raze, actually constantly listens to music..." You nod sheepishly, hand suddenly fumbling with the headphones in your pocket.

"It turns out that she didn't hear Brimstone's belt reminder... because she was 'vibing too hard', yeah well she went flying at take off, thank goodness we had Skye on board to patch her up." Viper said, moving past this painful-sounding injury as if it was a scrape on the knee.

You gulped, realising this is the same aircraft, and that it may end up moving as unsteadily as Viper's recount suggested. "Hey I can hear your panicked breathing from over here Y/N..." Said Viper carefully. You nodded back to her, trying to calm yourself again. "Hey no look at me," She says to you, while taking off her mechanical mask.

"It's okay, you're gonna be safe, you're flying with the best pilot we've got." You are so shocked at her voice changing from almost robotic to much more gentle and human. You freeze in place and just look at her, lips parted in suprise.

"Quit staring Y/N," Said Viper, trying to break the tension. "Sorry, s-orry," you reply, suddenly feeling self-conscious about your expression.

"And we're up ladies!" Yelled Brimstone, you realise you never even noticed, so caught up with Viper next to you. "Can I go look through the window?" You ask Viper, hands fumbling with the seat belt buckle.

"Of course you can, as long as you don't have a fear of heights," She adds to the end with a laugh. You nod in her direction and free yourself from the seats' restraints.

"Wow, America is pretty!" You exclaim, looking down at a massive canyon, almost reflective after a small patch of rain.

"Well what did you expect, Y/N? A concrete jungle?" Retorts Viper sarcastically. "Um well no, I was just excited..." You explain with a frown. Your posture sags slightly as you regret your outburst, yet again.

The air is quiet, as you return to your seat. Oddly, your negativity seems to radiate within the helicopter. Brimstone is able to sense it and turns on an old cassette player. You recognise the lyrics of the song playing, and identify that it's: Just the Two of Us, you smile at the song choice and some of the tension in the room is lifted.

You close your eyes and sway slightly with the music, it helps relieve your frustration. The flowing music is interrupted by Viper who hesitantly asks you about your trusty companion.

"What's its name? Your dinosaur?" She gestures toward your lap. "His name is Button, see... it's because of the button eyes and..." You go on a small tangent about your reasonings behind Buttons' name. Surprisingly Viper listens intently to your excited storytelling. Maybe it's because she feels guilty about her comment from before, or maybe it's something else.

The remainder of the flight went smooth, it was short, only lasting about 50 minutes.

AN:
Okay listen guys, I'm not thirsty- I just loveee the protective side of Viper and I'm gonna exploit it in this story. Brace yourselves, respectfully. ;)