Emo Trinity x Reader (Book 2)

Kobra Kid x Reader - In the Middle of a Gun Fight

Request: Hi!! I really like your writing and wanna make a request, Danger Days AU where the reader is a killjoy and reader and mikey are always arguing and don't get along and in the midst of battle confess they like each other ( gerard nd the others being super annoying and teasing lol sorry I'm bored)
Warnings: blood, guns, violence, death, the whole Danger Days load as usual.
Word count: 2 435
A/N: First story in the decade of the killjoys...

You did not know what annoyed you more, Kobra himself, or the fact that he seemed to enjoy annoying you. He was a damn good shot, always insisting on training you to get better, when he knew you would never get better than decent. He was a fucking genius when it came to self-defence, knowing his karate moves, or whatever it was he was kicking bad guys to the ground with. He was clever, really clever, knew all the technology stuff, knew how to fix broken electronics, and how to build new weapons from scratch. And the worst was that he was not even arrogant about any of these things.

Most of the time, Kobra sat in a corner of the diner, screwing around on a new weapon, kept to himself, and was quiet. Only when his brother or Fun Ghoul were around would he start talking and warming up. He was adorable when he started telling off his memories, when he recalled stories from before BLI had destroyed your lives. The excitement glistened in his eyes, big and full of life, and occasionally even a smile would pull on his dry and chapped lips.

You loved these moments. Not that you would ever admit this to anyone, especially not to yourself. And in the end you did not really know what it was that made you so angry about Kobra. Maybe the fact that deep inside you knew you liked him, more than you liked your other friends, in a way that was more than friendship; and you were so annoyed because you thought he could never feel the same. So bickering and fighting with him was easier than laying open your feelings. And it entertained the other three.

Party, Jet and Ghoul always had a good laugh when Kobra and you got into yet another heated argument. Sometimes it was about how he thought you had stolen his screwdriver, sometimes you were shouting at him to give you some space during training with the ray guns, or for kicking you too hard when he showed you some of the close combat moves. He got annoyed with you if you were not quick enough to tune the radio to the right frequency, but couldn't have done it better himself either, and sometimes you just argued over the most idiotic things; over the weather, the new strategy of the Dracs, or PowerPup.

In fact hardly a day passed by without the rest of the Fabulous Killjoys hearing Kobra and you fighting about something. Over time it had even become one of their favourite parts of the day, being able to forget about their fate in the desert for a few minutes when they listened to the heated and completely illogical and irrational discussions you had.

But now they hardly noticed that Kobra and you were about to get into another fight; they were too busy avoiding the blazing rays from the Dracs' guns that were directed at them.

"Touch me again, and I'll-"

"You what?"

Challengingly you started Kobra in the face, who, equally challengingly, stared back.

"I'll- Oh, shut up," he hissed, turning around.

"Next time I'll just let them run you over," you barked, quickly hiding behind a huge rock, taking cover from two Dracs who were trying to ghost you. Just seconds prior you had pulled Kobra out of the way of a BLI car that had raced at him.

"I said: shut up," Kobra hissed again.

"You both shut up!" Jet fell in the sand next to you, "safe your breath for the battle."

And with that the tall Killjoy had already jumped up again, and made a run towards the closest Drac, tackling the enemy, and throwing it to the ground before shooting it.