Borderlands Reader Imagines < Book 1 >

Hammerlock

This is just a really small oneshot. And since Hammerlock is gay, this will have MALE pronouns. Kk?

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The both of you chattered as you entered the warmth of Moxxi's and sat comfortably at one of the booths. You could've order alcoholic drinks yet Moxxi made sure her one rule was clear: that necromancers couldn't drink until over the age of 21. You couldn't help but to laugh at the thought, knowing how bad Gaige wanted to drink her sorrows away. Something about her dad and some bitch with the name Marcie.

"Hammerlock?" You asked, an eyebrow raised to the necromancer. "Of all the old men and bookworms?"

"Duh! He's really cute but..." She trailed off, a hand at the back of her neck. "He's-'

" He's gay." You cut her off, amused. "Meaning you can only stay science buddies and I have more of a chance with him." You trailed off. Not embarrassed that you liked the old man, but knowing you had superiority.

"What?"

"I mean-" you gave a unreal cough. "Did you see that bullymong fur hat?" She glared at you and rolled her eyes.

You did actually like Hammerlock. He was intelligent, brave, amazing with a sniper. Goddamn the list could go on. But he barley even expressed an inch that he liked you. More interested in his books on Pandorian creatures and whatever's. Granted you found it absolutely fascinating, but you just wanted that attention.

"Speak of the devil." Gaige quietly announced. You looked behind you and smiled immediately, but then gave a frown at the female.

"Would you be upset-"

"Just go." She gave a small laugh. "He'd probably be happier anyways."

"Don't say that, well yeah he would, but..." You didn't really know what to say. "You two are still science buds or whatever. Imma go." You stood up and made you way toward the book writer. He sat by himself at the bar, taking shots of whiskey. Not helping but to smile and sat next him.

(And I don't fucking know where I was going with this so the rest is either up to you or I can make another one shot.

I'm halfassing my way around.