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In the Inbetween (Valorant Yoru x Reader)

Chapter 3: Avoidance

Summary: Phoenix somehow convinces Yoru to leave his room and touch some grass. Yoru in turn struggles with people.

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His hands were shaky but his focused gaze made up for it. His fingers moved quickly but precisely, driving the needle through denim like a warm knife through butter. He wasn’t the best at sewing but he couldn’t imagine anyone else bringing his vision to life. Yoru was specific about his clothing, and he likes to customize it his way.

After a few more stitches, the last decorative patch was attached to his black denim jacket, the studs on its shoulder piercing his fingers. He smiles to himself, admiring his work. This jacket was a steal from a store he came across in Shibuya a while back. He was frugal, but he felt a certain attraction to it that he couldn’t let it go. And his intuition was right; the jacket fit him snugly and had plenty of room for customization.

Suddenly, he hears knocking on his door to the beat of the Super Mario tone, and he sighs. Why do people like to bother him whenever he’s busy?

“I know you’re in there, I’m comin’ in,” Phoenix warns, typing in the password to his room and entering. He regrets letting him see his password that one time. Now the guy barges in like he owns the damn place. Yoru swivels his chair to face Phoenix who had a smirk on his face. “What?” He asks, uninterested in whatever the man has to say to him.

“What do you mean what? Get your lazy butt off that chair, Skye’s training the new recruit, and you should demo for her.” Yoru’s ears perk up at the sound of her name being uttered, but he immediately huffs to dismiss it. “Not interested. If that’s all you had to say to me, leave. I’m busy,” he turns back to his table, putting away the spare studs he still had lying around. Phoenix picks one up, curiously examining it. Although it might sound harsh, Phoenix is already used to his manner of speaking. “You finally got into designing this jacket huh, took you long enough.”

Yoru stands up to take the accessory off his hands before replying. “The patches came late, and I ran out of thread. Thoughts?” He then holds up the back of the jacket to Phoenix. The jacket was filled with graphics of blue and orange, his colors. A tiger was in the middle, breathing blue fire. Phoenix chuckles. “Not my style but it’s aight. You really know your style. Now that that’s done, come on! You have to demo for Skye. Wasn’t she always your duo in the past?” He grits his teeth at the mention of Skye again.

“Say that again but slowly,” he says as he gives Phoenix an uninterested look. Phoenix shakes his head in confusion. “The past. We don’t duo anymore. How many times do we have to have this conversation? It’s getting old,” Yoru says, crossing his arms. “I’ll keep asking until you tell me what the hell happened between the both of you. You used to be so close, and now, you’re like strangers in the same house. I don’t like seeing the both of you avoid each other like this.”

“Phoenix, don’t.” Yoru warns, glaring at Phoenix’s forehead just so he could avoid his best friend’s eyes. He clenched his gloved fists, his nail polish almost chipping at the friction. He didn’t want to talk about what happened. He didn’t want to talk about Skye. He’ll take it to his grave, if he ever dies permanently. “Nah, don’t don’t me. You don’t think I’ve noticed that you’ve been sulking more nowadays? I am not leaving this room until you come with me. Hell, you don’t even have to demo for Skye. Just. Show. Up.”

“I don’t see why I have to. I have better things to do.”

“Like what? Sulk and brood? Polish your nails for the nth time? Smoke in the rooftop? Cmon man. I know you’re better than this.”

“…”

“Plus, I wanna have some of that crunchy stuff Neon plans on giving you. She’s already waiting for us.”

“You can have it for all I care.”

“Dude, you won’t get rid of me. Ever. I’m forever.”

The two had a long staredown, and as much as he hated to admit it, he had a soft spot for Phoenix. He’d never tell him, but he considered Phoenix as his ride or die. So he could glare at Phoenix’s forehead all he wanted, but he knew there was no getting rid of him. With a deep sigh, he pinches his nose. “Fine. Anyway, seeing that new recruit fall on her face might be fun,” he says, giving in. Playfully, Phoenix elbows him, and he dodges it. “I hope not. She has a pretty face.” Phoenix coos, and Yoru cringes.

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When they both arrived at the training room, a few people were already there. He wearily looked around and breathed a sigh of relief to see that Skye was late. Maybe he could slip away before she arrives.

“Look at what the cat dragged in,” Jett chides, and he only rolls his eyes at her. “God, you look awful.” Neon chuckles, doing their handshake. “Yeah? Phoenix thought it would be fun to disturb my alone time.” He grumbles, and Phoenix wraps an arm around him, pulling the both of them close to himself. “Everytime is your alone time.” He complains, and Yoru lets himself get dragged around by Phoenix as he walks. “Exactly,” he complains back, but as they walk towards the glass window, he locks eyes with you for a split second. Then he averts his eyes, uninterested.

Phoenix was true to his word. You did have a pretty face. But then again, the whole protocol is full of pretty faces, minus that of Cypher, KAY/O and Omen. He noticed that you were in your gear already, the protocol insignia seen in every piece of clothing you wore. He never liked to have anything associated with the VP in his clothing. In his mind, there’s a version of him that wasn’t fighting a war. He’ll live that dream as much as he can.

“Hey, you’ve met Solace, yeah?” Phoenix introduces, but he keeps looking anywhere else but you. He doesn’t respond, so Phoenix nudges him, and he only gives an annoyed look. “Oh, we’ve met,” you say sarcastically, which earns you a glare from him. You return it with a sly smile, and he furrows his brows then scoffs. “And so?” He replies, annoyed that he has to make small talk with some nobody like you. You grit your teeth at his attitude. What was his problem?

Phoenix looked at you then Yoru next to him and saw that you were both glaring intensely at each other. Before anyone dared to speak again, he broke the tension by laughing. “Man, you both didn’t meet in good terms didn’t you?” He chuckles, letting go of Yoru who huffed in annoyance, facing the other direction as you roll your eyes at him. He was so ready to leave this place. As much as he loved Phoenix’s extroversion and how he balanced him out, he wasn’t in the mood to talk to strangers. There was no reason for you both to talk to each other.

“You could say that” you replied, eyeing his dark hair and stylized jacket. The way he stood there just gave the impression that he really didn’t want to be bothered. He had sharp edges everywhere, like a cactus. You wanted to give him a chance, like everyone wanted, but it was hard to do so when he acted so stand-offish. Phoenix leaned into you and smiled. “I dragged Yoru out of his room so he could demo for you. So, if he seems incredibly detestable, blame it on me and not him, aight?” he chuckles, and you force a small smile. “Can’t you demo for me?” You asked him, and he pulls away and shakes his head. “Nah, I don’t duo with Skye much. He does. Speaking of, where is that woman? Don’t tell me she’s still hiking her ass back here,” he shrugs, adjusting his jacket.

“I’m here! I’m here, sorry I’m late. I had to make a report for something. Good day!” As if on que, a redhead bursts through the door, and Yoru tenses up from the voice. Skye greets everyone, waving. Yoru pretends to not see her, and her smile falters for a moment before she picks it up to greet you. “Hello! You must be Solace, if I read the brief properly. Welcome to Valorant! I don’t know how crazy you are to join this protocol but I’m glad to have you in my pack!” She says cheerily, and your mood immediately changes. Smiling, you nod. “Yeah, well, I guess the explosion from the accident knocked a few screws loose.” You joke back.

“We’re already a bit late so I’m skipping the introductions and chit chat for later. Time for you to learn how to be a good initiator. Are you ready Phoenix?” She asks, putting her gloves on, and Phoenix chuckles. “Nah, don’t ask me. Yo Yoru, you ready?” He asks, looking at Yoru who was already near the door. He pauses, biting his lip. “I didn’t come here to demo,” he reasons, turning around to face the three of you. You tilt your head curiously at his hesitation, but could tell that he was nervous.

“Dude, you’re already here. What, you scared you’ll fuck up? All that brooding got your joints rusty?” Phoenix challenges, and Yoru’s brows furrow further. He really knows how to tilt Yoru. Skye smiles shyly and chuckles nervously, looking around. “I’m fine with either of you, but we have to decide quickly. Can’t have the lady waiting,” she smiles at you, and you smile back, feeling the tension in the air thicken.

“I’m not doing it,” Phoenix declares, and there was no changing his mind. Yoru’s blood boiled in his head, he wanted to smack the shit out of Phoenix. But shaking his head, he groans. “Fine.” He says simply, glaring at the three of you as he started walking back. Skye released a breath that she was holding back, smiling. “Great” she replies, and you feel an aura of relief from her. It was short, but you felt the energy between Yoru and Skye match for a few moments before Yoru walks past Phoenix.

“You’re dead to me,” Yoru glares, and Phoenix raises his hands up in defeat. Skye giggles before looking at you. “Initiators help their duelists by gathering information on a site or flashing for them before entry. We make sure that duelists can take up space by supporting their entry. But it’s better if we show you how that looks like,” she says, tightening her gloves. She looks at Yoru, then back at you before leaning in and whispering. “A word of advice, watch out for his clones. He likes to play the deception game,” she nods to you, and you nod back. And while he knows that the reminder was for you, he felt a small blush go to his cheeks.

It seems that Skye still influences him. He didn’t like that.

It felt like poison rushing from his neck to his face, making him sickly. “Let’s get this over with,” he says harshly, and Skye nods next to him. “Roger that.”

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