An Unlikely Agent 💫 (fem reader x valorant agents)

Chapter 6: Do not the wingman!

Your room had finally been decorated, it wasn't quite complete yet but it felt so much more comfy now. Neon had gifted you an awesome set of fairy lights to decorate your desk area, and your closet was stacked with your clothes.

You felt amazing after taking a shower and changing into comfy pyjamas. They were (F/C) and covered in little strawberries.

Oh shit. Now you have to walk out to the common area for dinner. Oh, you definitely didn't think that through when you put on the pyjamas. (Rough)

*A knock at the door* "Y/N it's Viper! Are you gonna join us for dinner tonight?" Viper stood outside your door, respecting your boundaries but waiting for a reply.

Shit. Now what will you do? Think fast!

"Sorry Viper, not feeling up for it right now, I'm not really hungry and I'd rather keep unpacking while I have the chance!" It was a stupid lie and you knew it.

Your body really hates you because your stomach decided to rumble loudly right after your sentence. Awkward silence filled the air.

"Well look Y/N, I'm not going to walk in there and drag you out, but really we cooked so much for you. Well not me, I um, I'm not gifted with that kind of thing, but Chamber, Sage and Omen prepared a really big meal for tonight. Could you please consider joining us?" You suddenly felt really guilty about what you said.

Not wanting Viper to feel bad, you ran to the door, swinging it open- only to be face to face with Viper. "It's not that I'm not hungry, I just have these really informal pyjamas that I-..."

You cut off mid-sentence realising that you had revealed the strawberry pyjamas to Viper in the heat of the moment. "Y-Y/N, they're... they're so cute but so dorky." She reached out and lifted your chin to meet her now smiley gaze. You never noticed that she had little crinkles in the corners of her eyes when she smiled. "They suit you so don't feel embarrassed."

Your heart was racing. Your hands went sweaty, your cheeks were flushed with a rosy hue. What's going on inside Y/N's brain? (No idea.)

"Viper... It um, it might be okay with you, but the others? And Yoru... and.." You spluttered out your worries to her, only to be cut off halfway through your spiel.

"Yoru? Why would Yoru care at all?" Viper scoffed, seeming oddly protective over you. "If anyone has a problem with you- they can take it up with me." Viper stated in a commanding tone, crossing her arms.

"Nevermind it, he probably doesn't anyway." You shrug it off, not wanting to escalate anything with Viper who was a woman that seemed to have more than enough on her plate.

"Okay, if that is truly the case, allow me to escort you to the dining hall?" Viper offers. A strict underlay to her soft voice left you no opportunity to disagree with her.

You nodded to her. Stepping out of your room and closing the large door behind you. You still felt sheepish because of your clothing choices, but it was too late to turn back now. You followed closely behind Viper, trying to be brave so the other agents would get a good impression of you. Well as good as it can be dressed as a fruit bowl.

You and Viper had finally reached the entrance to the dining hall, you had filled your travel time with conversations about how dinners worked, who cooked, and if you're able to ubereats food straight to the base. Viper was laughing at your random questions while also answering them as best as she could. The laughter had almost killed the silence that foreshadowed the dinner yet to come.

"All right, just remember that nobody will care what you're wearing." Viper sternly reminded you as she stood in front of you.

"Yep, yep I got it, don't need to tell me again ma'am" You salute to her jokingly.

A strange expression flashes across her face but you have no time to figure out what it is before Viper turns the corner. You hesitate before following her.

The room was loud as you entered, every group was minding its own business, Viper nudged you, gesturing towards her friends "You can sit with us if you want."

"Hey Y/N, over here!" Neon yells out to you, pointing at a chair where a little yellow blob was lying like a starfish.

"Wingman saved you a seat!" Gekko also yelled, laughing and pointing to the seat.

You awkwardly turned to Viper, "It's fine. I'll see you after, okay?" she said, reading your guilty expression like an open book.

"I'm sorry, it's just that they went through a lot of effort, and wingman, and..." You tried to reason with her so she wouldn't feel bad.

"Just go, it's okay." Viper nudged you in that direction, waving to you as she headed off to her own spot.

Okay not so bad for you. You didn't upset her and now you get to hang out with some more of your friends, awesome! You head towards the table where Gekko had already scooped wingman off the chair much to Wingmans protest. (Wingman mad)

"All yours Y/N." Neon said, shooting sparks toward the seat. You smiled at her and sat down.

"Wait! Where will Wingman sit?" You questioned hurriedly, feeling bad for the small squishy.

In a flash of yellow, Wingman had burst out of Gekko's lap, causing a mini explosion, Gekko let out a groan as he copped an air punch to his stomach. (unfortunate) Wingman then appeared in your lap, and plonked his little Wingman butt on you. You have now become Wingman chair, you had no options here. He gurgled triumphantly.

Slowly recovering from his hit, Gekko says, "Listen when it comes to the little guy, you don't choose him- he always chooses you. I would know..." He adds onto the end, rolling his eyes.

"Well at least wingman likes you Y/N, he hates me- might be the sparks." Neon says to you, trying to pat the creature, only for him to slap her hand away.

You giggled at the interaction, then tried your luck with Wingman. Hesitantly, you lower your hand to his head, bracing for the worst. Pat pat. His eyes sparkle at you, the sensation feeling like touching jelly. Little happy gurgles come out of him- which remind you of a car engine. When you stopped for a second, he immediately grabbed your pointer and pinky to mimic a petting motion with your hand in mid air.

Gekko and Neon look at you, a little shock hidden in both their faces. "Okay- I'm mildly jealous," remarks Neon, now staring at Wingman's uncharacteristically cute face. If Wingman had a face, it would have the expression of devious intentions.

"Okay well lucky for us, now Y/N is stuck with him for the rest of dinner." Gekko laughed, throwing an evil grin your way.

You had finally settled in, not having time to remember the outfit you were wearing. Wingman can be noticed picking onto the strawberries on your sleeve, and Wingman was covering half of it for you anyway. Though, someone definitely noticed...

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Someone please buy wingman some strawberries, he deserves it. New update coming soon ^u^