apex legends x reader

mirage x reader

Requested by@ junp1e

Elliot getting Jealous during a match :O

Sorry i take forever to write stuff idk that's just a weird thing i do 😅

"Hold on, I got this." Mirage was trying to impress you-he was always trying to impress you (and everybody else really) but mostly you. Definitely you.

Today though, his trying to impress you was going into overdrive. Normally, you wouldn't mind, it was a part of his charm, but today, it was just getting ridiculous. You weren't sure what was the cause of it, but you were definitely over it by now.

You were on a team with Seer. Your trio had effortlessly taken out a few contestants, Seer putting on an elegant performance for all to see. You were a huge fan of how Seer just did things-you thought he was amazing, and you absolutely let him know any chance you got. It was when he saved you from a bullet is what got Elliot into his mood and started the "Impress Y/n Train."

"Thanks Seer," you said, giving him a handshake. Soon afterwards he bowed to you and you scurried to make it to the next ring, Mirage trailing behind slightly with a pout on his face.

"It wasn't that great, he just shoved them, not that big a deal I would've done the same thing."

"Eli, come on!" You called back. He sighed, replying "Coming!" and jogging to catch up.

It seemed like everything you and Seer did together would dampen his mood more, and he would try to one-up Seer in an attempt to impress you. If Seer would get a flashy elimination, he'd try to do the same thing. If he found a good weapon, Elliot would try to look for a better one. It got to the point where the more he tried, the more he'd just embarrass himself.

At some point, you were traversing Fragment East-it was normally busy with a lot of foot traffic, but today it was eerily quiet. Seer hadn't detected anybody and you couldn't see or hear anyone. You glanced at the building the train would ride over, noticing a crack in the door and a silhouette behind it. Squinting, you were trying to figure out if that was a person.

"Hey, maybe we should check in there to see if there's some loot or something," Elliot said casually, strutting like he owned the place and making his way to the door.

"Elliot, I don't think you should do that." He kept walking anyway, and you huffed in annoyance.

"Don't worry, Y/n, yours truly has got this." He turned black, flashing a grin and pulling the cracked door towards him. As the door opened, you finally made out a red a black object with a gold top. Eyes widening you shouted:

"Eli, wait there's a-" but it was too late-the gas trap had went off and a cloud of noxious gas swirled around the team. Squeezing your eyes shut and coughing into your mouths, the team tried to navigate their way out of the toxic atmosphere. Unfortunately, the enemy team did it for them, incapacitating them and rendering them disqualified.

"Great, now I smell bad," Elliot sighed after you were escorted back onto the dropship. After getting yourselves cleaned up, you visited him in his room and let yourself fall onto his bed.

"Wanna explain yourself sir?" You asked. You were calm, but there was some concern laced within your voice. "You were a lot more...performative today than you usually are."

"I was just trying to be cool," he said into his pillow he was currently lying face down in.

"I already think you're cool, Eli, you're my boyfriend." You chuckled softly, running back all the silly shit he had done today, when it had suddenly clicked. "Were you jealous of Seer?"

"No!" He shot up from his pillow at the accusation. "That preposter-prepostuh-pos-pos-"

"Preposterous."

"That!" You smiled, running your fingers through his curly brown hair and kissing his forehead.

"There's nothing to be jealous of, babe. Seer's cool, but he's not you. Don't go doing stupid stuff-stupider stuff than you already do to impress me, okay?"

"Fine," he huffed, collapsing back into his pillow. "You really think I'm cool?"

"Cooler than cool," you say, ruffling his hair. "Just don't get us gassed again, please? That stuff is horrible."

With a nervous chuckle, he says, "Sure, yeah, I'll remember not to do that, it took ages to get the smell out of my hair.

You relax and flop down next to him on his bed, enjoying the rest of the day together.