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Why so shy? PART 3

(A/N: Hello, gaymers. I don't know why you guys are shipping Iso x Clove and Iso x Gekko or Iso x Deadlock when you guys should CLEARLY ship ME WITH HIM instead. Anyway, I already wrote parts 3 and 4 in advance, I just forgor. Enjoy thirsting, gaymers.)

(WARNINGS: OOC Omen)

(GN!Reader x Iso) Part 1

Part 2

Part 3 (You are here.)

Nervous.

That was no longer what you were feeling right now.

You were too busy running away from the medical ward and back to the privacy of your room.

Maybe it isn't Iso. Maybe it was you. Maybe it was your fault for getting ahead of yourself. Maybe it was your fault for assuming that Iso liked you in the same way that you do.

Maybe you shouldn't have gotten your hopes up.

You stop in front of your door, panting heavily. You had to prevent your tears from falling out of your eyes, especially outside of your room.

Your eyes slowly started blurring from the tears as you tried to pry open your door.

notnownotnownotnownotnow, your mind raced.

You successfully unlocked your door and stumble inside.

Finally, you're alone, just as you always were. You let the tears fall from your eyes, staining your cheeks and clothes.

You shouldn't have gotten your hopes up. Maybe then, you wouldn't be crying, you wouldn't be in pain, you wouldn't be in this situation—

A knock on your door interrupted your thoughts.

You immediately wiped your tears away and sucked everything up, before approaching your door.

"W-Who is it?" You ask through the door, trying your best to sound like you weren't crying.

"It's me, Omen." Omen's gruff voice was muffled from the outside.

You sniffle, slowly getting up and opening the door slightly, enough for you to peek out and see Omen.

"Hey, Omen... Do you need something?" You ask, albeit a little too quiet for your liking.

"Greetings," Omen nods.

"I've noticed that the atmosphere around the HQ seems a little darker than usual," Omen's 'eyes', which were just three slits, moved as he spoke.

"The shadows also seem a little unstable." Omen continued.

"I've already checked up on Fade, and she is in great condition. You however..." Omen paused, 'looking' at your eyes intently.

"I came to check in on you. The hallway leading here was especially dark, and it felt heavy." Omen nods.

"Oh- No, I'm okay, Omen. It must be someone else's ability...?" You reason, although you were bad at lying.

"But you are the only one with shadow-related abilities in this hallway." Omen tilts his head. If Omen had a real, human face, you'd probably see a very unimpressed expression on it.

"Well, shit." You sigh.

"I am your mentor. You can tell me," Omen paused.

"Though I may not understand nor offer any help, I am here." Omen continued.

is it just me or Omen is so very OOC rn lol, you thought.

"...Come in." You sigh, sliding the door open wider, wide enough for Omen to come in.

"Thank you." Omen nods, walking in your room.

You slide the door shut and turn to Omen, who took a seat on your desk chair. You were comfortable enough around Omen, as he was your mentor and your very first friend in the VP.

"It feels even heavier here," Omen breaks the silence.

"I take it that your problem must be even heavier on you." Omen turns to you as you sat down on you bed.

"It's just like what I have told you in the past. Your emotions affect your abilities greatly," Omen nods, clasping his hands together.

"Take Neon or Reyna for example." Omen continued.

"To lift the heavy energy emanating from your abilities, you must let out your emotions; Talk to someone." Omen nods.

"Or like how Reyna does it: Take it out on others." Omen visibly sighed, but no sound of it comes.

"However, I know that you are better than that. So, let's discuss what you are feeling," Omen 'glanced' at you.

"I... I don't know if you'll understand, Omen. It's... about love." You sigh.

this is so cringe bruh who even says its about love bro, you thought.

"I do not expect myself to understand, either. I am not profound in the topic of love," Omen shook his head.

"But I will listen." Omen continued.

"Communication is key, either you tell them, or you tell me. Either works fine," Omen looked around your room

damn bro when did omen suddenly know about love and communication bro im cooked, you thought.

But confessing to Iso? Hell no. You're already hurt by the current situation, you'd be stupid to confess and expect a different outcome.

"It's... about Iso." You sigh, rubbing the back of your head in hesitation.

"The new recruit? I see," Omen nods.

"I've... been interested in him ever since he first arrived," You sigh, averting your gaze.

"I thought I was making progress; That if I pursue him and show him that I like him, he'd feel the same way." You murmur, eyes locked onto your fingers.

"He was starting to say things that might mean something more, in a more than friends way." You say, recalling the things that have happened a few hours earlier.

"It even went as far as him asking me to go out and get some food," You lower your head.

"But I was stupid. I got ahead of myself." Tears started welling in your eyes.

"I started assuming that he liked me back; That he felt the same way." You stifle back a sob.

"So, it was really painful when I heard him asking Sage out on a date," You bit your lip, trying to hold back your tears.

"It was my fault for assuming that he likes me too." You held your hands to your face.

"...I see." Omen nods quietly.

"You can't have everything you want," Omen starts.

"And it's not that easy." Omen shook his head.

"But you have to understand that maybe Sage and Iso have a lot more things in common that you and him," Omen explained.

"Or what maybe Iso likes Sage more, maybe he's had his eye on her since he came." Omen nods

You could feel your heart breaking, slowly shattering into pieces.

"But I'm not saying that to hurt you," Omen shook his head.

"I am opening your eyes to see the truth; To see that you're not the only one for Iso." Omen continued.

"You're not the only one who may have an interest on Iso," Omen shook his head, 'looking' at you.

"Not everyone wins, and you must learn how to accept that; That Iso likes Sage and not you." Omen's words sent a pang of pain in your through your heart.

not you. notyounotyounotyounotyounotyounot-

"The shadows are suffocating." Omen says, snapping you out of your trance.

"I'm sorry, Omen." You sigh.

"Acceptance. Learn to accept it." Omen looked at the closed curtains of your window.

Maybe this was for the best. If Iso wanted to be with Sage, who were you to oppose that? You're just a friend.

Everything was just a friendly gesture.

"I understand. I know better now," You took a deep breath.

"Thank you so much, Omen." You smile softly, drying your tears.

"Do you really know better now?" Omen asks.

"I do, thanks to you. I'm really grateful for that." You nod.

"It's good that you're still learning from my words." Omen nods, standing up from his seat.

"You're the best mentor I could ever ask for, Omen. I'm always learning from you." You smile at him, also standing up.

You walk with Omen to the door, sliding it open for him..

"I expect only the best from you. Don't let this weigh you down." Omen nods, walking out of your room.

You slid the door shut as Omen left your room.

Omen's right. Even if you thought that Omen was a little too out of character earlier, whatever he said was right.

You sigh and walk to your desk, before noticing a little purple octopus gun buddy on the chair that Omen said on.

Omen must've left it on accident. You took it into your hands and headed for the door to chase after Omen.

You slide the door open and wow. Reality and fate must really enjoy hardfucking you in every single angle, huh?

In front of the open door of your room, outside the hallway was Iso with a small smile on his face.

"There you are." Iso smiles, taking out one earbud off of his ear.

whatthefuckwhatthefuckwhatthefuck, you thought.

"Are you ready to go?" Iso asks.

go where? to heaven? yes im so fucking ready, you thought.

"Uh... huh?" You murmur.

"Did you forget? We're going out for hotpot, remember?" Iso chuckles.

"Oh, right," You avert your gaze.

I FUCKING FORGOT, you thought.

How were you gonna do this? You can't face Iso now.

"Is something wrong? You promised that we'd still go despite my injury," Iso tilts his head.

well shit it might be my fault for promising, you thought.

"I wanted to thank you for healing and saving me." Iso smiles, nodding.

"Right..." You nod hesitantly.

"So, are you ready?" Iso asked.

"Um, yeah." You step out of your room, sliding the door close behind you.

"Nice. Hm?" Iso smiles, then looks at your open palm.

"What's that?" Iso asks, gesturing to the octopus gun buddy.

"Oh... This is Omen's gun buddy. He must've forgotten about it and left it in my room." You show him the gun buddy.

"I was gonna return it to him, but maybe in another time." You shook your head, pocketing the gun buddy.

"Anyway, where are we headed?" You look at him.

"I know this hotpot place in the city. It's not that famous and crowded, so we can chill while eating," Iso smiles, pocketing his phone.

"I mean, we could just buy ingredients for hotpot and make it here, like what me and Sage did..." Iso paused.

Your ears rang. Sage again.

"But since it's gonna be about thanking you. I want it to be extra special." Iso smiles sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head.

Your heart started beating faster.

No. Remember what Omen said. Don't get ahead of yourself.

Your mind was blank, trying to block out any thought.

"There's a mall near the hotpot place. We could go there if you'd like." Iso smiles.

Why's he acting like he has so much time? Doesn't he have a date with Sage?

Shut up. That's none of your business.

"Let's head to the city." Iso smiles, nodding his head.

You and Iso arrive at the bustling streets of the city. You looked around, observing the food stalls. Some were colorful, some were simple and bland.

Maybe going out with Iso to the city isn't so bad. It could take your mind off of things.

"What kind of food do you like?" Iso asked, walking with you through the bustling street.

"I don't really mind anything, nothing specific." You shook your head, shrugging your shoulders.

"What about flowers?" Iso asked.

Why's he asking that?

"Well, I've never really received flowers, soo... I don't think I have anything I prefer in mind." You shook your head again.

"Do you like lilacs?" Iso asked, question after question.

"I'm sorry if I'm asking too many questions." Iso smiles sheepishly.

"It's okay," You smile, shaking your head AGAIN. STOP SHAKING YOUR HEAD BRUH

This is just him getting to know you in a friendly way.

"Lilacs... I think lilacs are beautiful. Back in my college years, I used to research about lilacs." You hum.

"They have a lot of meaning to them. I think I'm confident that I love lilacs," You nod.

"Lilacs are related to your title, right?" You ask.

"Mm, yeah." Iso nods, his hands in his pockets.

"How about a dream date?" Iso asked.

"Huh? How'd it come to that all of a sudden?" You laugh.

It's getting difficult trying to ignore the thoughts.

"Sorry, was that too personal?" Iso chuckles.

"It's alright, no harm done." You smile.

"Before you answer, let's head to the hotpot place so we can get comfortable." Iso suggests.

"Good idea. Lead the way, then." You nod, trailing behind Iso.

Following Iso proved to be difficult in this lively street.

You lost Iso a couple of times. But thankfully, Iso was tall enough to so you could see his head above the others.

In one instance, you lost track of Iso and simply walked ahead. What startled you was the hand that suddenly grabbed your wrist.

"Hey, where are you going?" You turned and was met with Iso's lavender eyes with a worried expression on his face.

"Oh- Sorry! I lost you and I thought you were just walking ahead." You smile sheepishly.

"You can hold onto my arm so we don't lose each other." Iso offered his arm for you to hold onto.

There you go, you couldn't stop your face from flushing.

ohmygod im litereally about to bust bro someone call cleanup aisle my underwear cuz i have the niagra falls here with me, you thought.

You had to mentally reprimand yourself to stop getting ahead of yourself. Iso only offered it because you keep losing each other.

You nod hesitantly, holding onto his arm.

mygod he's so close to me dude im boutta bust the biggest nut ever, your mind raced, as well as your heart.

Holding onto Iso's arm surprisingly went well, and navigating through the crowd became easier.

Oddly enough, when you and Iso got away from the crowed, he didn't shake your arm off or move away.

It was more than enough to have you overthinking again.

POOKIE STOP THIS OHMYGOD DID YOU NOT LEARN FROM OMEN AT ALL, you mentally scolded yourself.

Okay, stop. Friends do this too, you know?

You and Iso arrived at the hotpot place that he talked about.

Iso went ahead, opening the door for you.

You smile, mouthing a small thank you and entering the restaurant.

While you checked out the place, Iso went to the receptionist for the table. The place looked to be a Chinese restaurant, with some Chinese writings on a red banner or paintings that you may or may not understand.

The tables and chairs looked to be made of red wood, with Chinese-style teapot and cups place in the middle of the table.

The atmosphere was calm and there were at least four groups of three in sight.

Your thoughts came to a halt when you felt a tap on your shoulder and see Iso with two menus on his hand.

"Hey, ready to take a seat?" Iso smiles at you, offering you the menu.

"Yeah," You nod, taking the menu.

You followed Iso to a table for two and sat down.

"So, about your dream date..." Iso paused.

"Oh, right. I don't really have a preference, but I think cafe dates or library dates are really good." You pondered for a moment.

"Dates that are peaceful and calm seems to slow down time, which means I get to appreciate and enjoy the date for longer." You smile at him.

"How about you? Do you have any preferences?" You ask.

"I like museum dates. The pictures I could get from it would look wonderful." Iso nods.

"Have you ever been on a date before?" You blurt out before you could stop yourself.

"Well... Today will be my first time." Iso smiles sheepishly.

Oh. His date with Sage.

Your ears started ringing again.

"We should order," Iso's voice snapped you out of your trance.

"Oh- Right. Sorry, I spaced out." You smile apologetically, looking through the menu with Iso.

Two hours had passed, it was now the afternoon. You and Iso walked around near the lake, talking and laughing, getting to know each other better.

Although you knew that this was nothing more than a friendly gesture, it wasn't so bad.

"We should head back to HQ," Iso sighs, his hands in his pockets.

"Yeah, we should." You nod in response.

He still had a date with Sage, after all. Who were you to take up more of his time? Maybe he just wanted to go out with a friend before his date.

"I had a lot of fun." Iso looks at you, a small smile on his lips.

"Me too. I haven't been going out lately, so this was a nice change." You turn to him with a smile.

"I hope we'll do this again soon." Iso adds.

"I hope so too." You nod.

It made you sad that this was the closest as you can get to going on an actual date with Iso.

But that was okay.

You arrived back to HQ with Iso, seeing Sage seemingly waiting for Iso.

Your eyes met with Sage's as she smiled at you.

she must be really excited to go out with iso, you thought.

You said a simple and quick 'bye' to Iso before power-walking back to your room.

You hear Iso calling after you, which only fueled your tears as you ran away.

Here you were, crying from the start, and still crying in the end.

(A/N: wsg gaymers, what'd you guys think of my long ass updates lol, thanks for reading and supporting Why So Shy? and my other Iso works.)

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accendio4 · 4 months

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I wonder if i should post more with my Clove x Gekko aus...

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hollowbutcanlove · 1 month

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Correspondence with Valorant agents Pt.3

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art-missy · 6 months

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Overwhelmed (Gekko x Reader)

Part. 1 Part. 3

Part. 2

Sorry in advance for my terrible English. I'm actually more of an English reader and listener than an actual speaker or writer. I also apologize for the dull writing style that could seem quite childish. I just wanted to test something by posting this.

If a few months ago somebody had told you that you would be spotted by a secret organization whose job is to protect your world against the threat of agents from another dimension, you would have laughed so hard that your guts would have spitted out. If that ‘somebody’ had continued with the fact that this organization would contact you in some way to recruit you just because you maybe took down a K-SEC facility by yourself and also because your skills interested them, you would have told them to sell their idea to a filmmaker. If that ‘somebody’ had then insisted that you would spend one of your days off with a few other agents of that organization by watching Disney movies and hearing them sing their guts out, you would have told them to stop.

Well, look at you now, exchanging astounded glances with Iso as Neon reached a note so terrifying that you were pretty sure she could have won the Oscar of the best scream in a horror movie. You were slightly worried about the state of her vocal cords.

“And she’s not even drunk.” Muttered Yoru when he saw your dumbfounded expression as he finished his can of soda. Phoenix let out a booming laugh and nudged your and Iso’s arms playfully.

What the hell were you doing here ? You were so at peace in your hideout. How did Valorant find you ? Oh yeah. Cypher. No one can hide from the Moroccan sentinel and you understood it quite quickly when he appeared in each of your hideouts everytime you tried to run away. Hard to hide from someone whose eyes are literally everywhere. It has been quite hard for him too to convince you that the intentions of Valorant were noble when he appeared each time in the middle of the night like a sleep paralysis demon. The process of convincing you had been long and hard but Cypher was patient and quite stubborn. Especially when it came to visiting each of your hideouts (even the one under the Mediterranean Sea) and finishing all your different packs of tea. Well, at least you had now Big Brother as a mentor.

You jolted a little, startled when Raze and Killjoy suddenly stood up to start a duet while waltzing around the room. The level of love and affection in their eyes made you wonder if they weren't from a Disney movie themselves. You could literally see their eyes changing form to turn into hearts as their souls were screaming ‘I love you’ in their respective languages. And you found it adorable despite your exhaustion.

Jett playfully threw some popcorn at the couple, telling them to get a room. You’re pretty sure she didn't notice the few candy and crumbs of snacks in her ponytail.

Clove were jumping on the different bean bag chairs, singing as if their life depended on it while Wingman cheered at their antics.

And you, you let out a small sigh as you took a sip of your bubbletea. All this chaos because of Frozen.

You swore that if you heard the songs ‘Love is an open door’ or ‘Let it go’ again, you would go apeshit.

You maybe should have join Deadlock for a reading session in her quarters instead of accepting Gekko’s invitation. Or just listening to music in your room. Or maybe drawing. You were certain that it would have been more peaceful and less mentally draining than this Disney night. And when you shared another glance with Iso, you knew he thought the same thing. It was visibly way too much for your introverted asses.

“Hey,” Gekko put a gentle hand on your shoulder. “Are you okay ?”

You shot him a tired look.

You sometimes miss your old life. You missed your different hideouts where you could see the sunset over the mountains, the sea creatures under the Mediterranean Sea, the snow in the Siberian desert or the rain falling on the trees of a random forest. Where you didn't have to interact with people every single day of the week.

You loved the Valorant protocol and you got along with the people you met there. But sometimes it was too much. You took down this K-SEC facility because you knew how shady the experimentations they were running were, not because you wanted to attract the attention of a secret organization. You sometimes resented Cypher for finding you, for stealing you from these calm moments, even though you knew that you accepted to be an agent of Valorant of your own free will and for a good cause.

“Hey,” Repeated Gekko. “Are you okay ?”

You gently pushed his hand off your shoulder and stood up from your bean bag chair.

“Sorry.” You muttered.

And you rushed out of the room as Gekko called for you, his tone full of worry. You speed-walked towards the garden of the base, putting your headphones on your ears and slightly relaxing when the music reached your brain. You took a deep breath and the wind caressed your skin as you finally walked into the gardens. You took off your shoes and let the grass tickle your bare feet. The night sky watched over you as you finally took a seat on a bench.

Better.

You felt better. You breathed better. You lived better. The music in your ears relaxed your muscles, and the wind murmured on your skin, bringing the fragrance of the different flowers of the garden. You definitely had to compliment Sky and Sage.

Your phone suddenly vibrated and you noticed that Iso sent you a link to a playlist.

⟨Here. To relax your nerves.⟩

You internally smiled and sent a text message to the Chinese duelist to thank him. You started the playlist and relaxed even more when the first note of the first song reached your ears. Iso really did have good taste in music.

You were about to close your eyes when you suddenly felt a finger patting your shoulder. You jolted a little and turned your head to the side to see Cypher’s blue lenses staring back at you. You pulled your headphones down and raised an eyebrow at him.

“Big Brother is watching me ?”

The sentinel let out a small chuckle and sat down beside you, a trap wire traveling on his knuckles.

“Overwhelmed ?”

“No shit, Sherlock.”

“I thought I was Big Brother.”

You rolled your eyes but a small smile tugged the corners of your lips. You leaned on the backrest of the bench and let out a deep sigh.

“I’m not in the mood for a game of chess, Cypher.”

The masked man nodded and hummed softly.

“I suspected it.”

“Then why are you here, Optimus Prime ?” You groaned, stretching your arms over your head.

Cypher’s head tilted slightly and by his body language you suspected a smirk to be present under his mask.

“To check on you, dear.”

You raised a skeptical eyebrow and your eyes squinted slightly.

“Right. And may I ask why, dear ?” You scoffed as you rolled your eyes again. “Wait. Let me guess. You saw me walking away from the common room through these cute little cameras of yours, got curious when you couldn't see me then came here.” You interrupted yourself then shook your head. “Nope. There are also cameras in the garden. Then why did you come here ?”

Cypher let out another small chuckle and patted your head with an odd but paternal affection.

“Look who’s playing Sherlock, now.”

You let out an annoyed groan as you tried to push his hand away from your head but Cypher’s mood stayed playful.

“What kind of mentor would I be if I didn't worry about my protégé ?”

You snorted but nodded with a sarcastic smile.“More of a stalker than a mentor.”

“A stalker who is worried about you, then.”

You couldn't see it but you heard the soft smile in his voice. He leaned a bit more towards you, the brim of his long hat hid you from the night sky and the usual faint glow of his blue lenses looked like two little will-o’-the-wisps in the obscurity of the garden. It reminded you of the first time you met each other, a few days after you took down this K-SEC facility. It was in a dark alleyway and the first thing you saw was these blue lenses before you could make out his long and slender figure. But because of his long hat and the darkness of the alleyway, you had almost taken him for a mutated palm tree. Even today you facepalmed yourself when you remembered those thoughts as your eyes stared into his lenses.

“Who eats alone, chokes alone.” He finally whispered with a conspiratorial tone. Something was telling you that he winked under his mask.

“What ?” You facepalmed.

“It’s an Arabic proverb.” He leaned back and his head tilted again. “Loneliness is neither your ally, nor your enemy. It is impartial. In your case, you use it to recharge yourself, but it can also drain you without you noticing, making you depend on it. Use your loneliness but don’t be alone.” His voice dropped a few octaves lower and you felt his eyes sinking deeply into yours. “Use your balance.”

Something was telling you that he was speaking from experience. A slight twitch in his body language maybe. Or a tiny heaviness in his already thick accent, indication of the unusual emotions in his voice. And you realized just now how little you knew about your mentor.

Cypher nodded, as if satisfied by your visible confusion, stood up from the bench and started to walk away.

“Wait a minute, Darth Vader !” You exclaimed, pointing a frustrated finger at him. “I don't speak proverbial shit and neither does google translate. Come back here or I’ll tell Sky you put cameras in the garden !”

Cypher kept walking away, humming a soft tune.

“Speaking of balance…”

“I don’t understand the proverbial shit, you cheap Cyberpunk shit !”

“Have a good night, dear.” He turned towards you briefly. “Oh, and your strawberry teas are delicious.”

This fucker.

He kept walking away until going back inside and you suddenly heard hurried footsteps. You turned your head and saw Gekko and Wingman running in your direction before stopping in front of you.

How did you know it was Gekko with the lack of light ? First of all, Wingman. Second of all, his hair.

Gekko was catching his breath with his hands on his knees while Wingman jumped on your lap, making a few garbling sounds. You raised an eyebrow and looked at them, confused.

“Are you dying ?” You asked Gekko and your eyes widened slightly when he started to wheeze. “Gekko ?”

“Dios !” He exclaimed as he finally caught his breath. “I looked for you throughout the whole base !”

“Did you have to run a marathon for that ?”

Despite your dry tone, your eyes only showed concern for him. You patted the space beside you on the bench and he gladly sat down. He then looked at you and despite the obscurity, you were certain his brows furrowed in worry.

“Are you okay ?”

You shot him a deadpanned look.

“You put your legs through a nocturnal torture by running like a possessed fool throughout the whole base, found me here relaxing in the garden while the soft fragrance of flowers and the night sky kept me company, and ended up wheezing like a dying man about to spew his lungs out and you are asking me if I’m okay ?”

You looked at his figure from head to toe as he chuckled at your small outburst. He was still a bit out of breath from his little run but he seemed quite fine.

“Damn ! Your descriptions are always so…special. Clove would definitely love you to be the Dungeon Master of their next DnD game.” His laugh calmed down and he nervously cleared his throat. “Anyway. I wanted to check on you. You didn't seem fine in the common room. Are you feeling a bit better now ?”

You shot him a bored look and let a deep sigh out of your lungs. Wingman made a few high chirped noises indicating his worry.

“You really love wasting your time, don’t you ?” Your eyes wandered on the night sky. “Aren't you missing the end of the movie ? Shouldn't you be inside with your friends ?”

Gekko frowned and looked at you funny.

“You’re my friend too.”

You let out a small snort that only deepened his frown.

“I’m serious.” He insisted. “We’re maybe not as close as you are with Cypher or Deadlock or… Iso, but I see you as my friend and I will always have your back.”

You looked back at him and even though you couldn't see him clearly because of the obscurity, you felt his eyes looking at you with a fierce determination.

“Plus,” he continued, “you always have my back on the field, fighting like a total badass against the enemies. Remember our last mission in Lotus ? I would have been dead meat if you weren't there.”

Wingman (who had gotten comfy on your lap) nodded with vehemence, agreeing with Gekko’s words.

“I’m not quite sure if you can be ‘dead meat’ when someone like Sage is around.” You said, raising a skeptical eyebrow.

Gekko made a noise between an amused chuckle and a sigh of frustration. You couldn't figure out what was on his mind, which is quite surprising since he was usually so expressive. He then suddenly got closer to you on the bench, grabbed your shoulders and leaned a bit more towards you.

“My point is : you got my back and I got yours. You're my friend and I won’t leave you alone.” His fingers gently squeezed your shoulders. “And I’m sorry.”

It was now your turn to frown as you did not understand why he was apologizing for.

“I invited you to this movie night so I could have an occasion to get to know you better, so we could get to know each other and bond on something that is not mission related.” He explained. “But you clearly weren't at ease. I thought you were about to have a panic attack, back there.”

You felt his thumbs caressing your shoulders as his hands squeezed you a bit more tightly.

“I’m sorry.”

You shook your head and let out another sigh. “Don’t apologize. Your intentions were innocent and sweet.”

You couldn't see the blush on his cheeks but you noticed the slight twitch in his body language.

“Everything's fine.” You insisted. “I’m perfectly fine. Plus, with the new playlist Iso sent me, I can just relax and enjoy the quietude of the garden.”

“Oh.” He said simply.

His voice showed disappointment, sadness even. You vaguely felt his grip on your shoulder faltering a little while Wingman made a few sad garbling sounds.

“Gekko ?”

You couldn't see his face, but his body language showed a slight dispiritedness that didn't match his usual playful and confident personality.

“You and Iso are really close, huh.” He said with an uncharacteristically neutral tone.

His shoulders were now slightly slumped.

“Well, we had heard about each other before we joined Valorant. It was funny to finally meet the infamous ‘Dead Lilac’ in this secret organization.” You chuckled a little, finding the circumstances of your first meeting with the Chinese duelist quite embarrassing. You remembered knocking your head so hard against his chest that it spinned a little.

“That’s…uhm…kinda cute, I guess.”

You wondered what was on the mind of the piece of sweet-woman-heartthrob-trope that Gekko was.

“Well I don't know if it’s cute, but we’ve been exchanging playlists and book recommendations since.” You shrugged and Gekko’s hands slided down your arms at your action. “He’s cool. He has a sweet ‘older sibling’ vibe that put me at ease.”

The young initiator seemed to perk at your words and so was his radivore critter.

“‘Older sibling’ vibe ?” He repeated. “What do you mean ?”

“Well, you see how siblings sometimes banter with each other but always have each other's back ?” You started to explain and you saw his figure tilting his head. “Well that's our relationship with Iso. You probably know what I’m talking about. I noticed that you had quite the same thing with Neon.” You shrugged again.

His whole demeanor seemed to relax when he let out a laugh filled with relief. You frowned a little, not understanding this sudden outburst of joy.

“You alright ?” You raised a worried eyebrow and squinted your eyes a little. “Maybe you should get some sleep.”

It was at this moment that the moon finally decided to come out of behind the clouds, illuminating both of your faces. You both looked at each other, admiring your features. Your eyes wandered on his freckles without noticing his lovestruck gaze on you.

“Maybe I'm a bit tired.” He whispered with a lost tone, as if he didn't understand what he just said.

“Hm.” You looked down on your lap to notice Wingman shrinking and hopping towards Gekko’s shoulder. “Wanna go back inside ?”

“You’re going back inside ?” Gekko asked.

“No.”

“Then I’ll stay with you.” He got more comfortable on the bench and you felt him lean a bit more towards you. “Unless my presence is overwhelming.”

You shook your head and leaned against the backrest of the bench.

“No. You’re fine.”

“Cool.” He nodded and let out a small sigh of relief.

A comfortable silence settled between you, slightly disturbed by the faint music from your headphones. Your eyes wandered on the night sky, unaware of Gekko’s longing glances in your direction. You were completely oblivious to his poor heart beating so fast and so loud that he feared you could hear it. You did not notice. You never did. Ever since you set your foot into the base for the first time, his eyes were always on you. At first it was curiosity. Curious about the agent recommended by the mysterious man that was Cypher. Then it was admiration for the fierce fighter that you turned into once on the field. And finally, it bloomed to be a small crush that never ceased to grow. Your charisma hypnotized him. His feelings for you were so obvious that his friends never stopped to tease him. Even Reyna said that he looked like a lost puppy everytime you were around and Harbor often asked him to focus when you were in his field of view. And of course, he was jealous of how close Iso was with you. The duelist could talk to you without any problem, he could receive your smiles, your laughs, your friendly fist-bumps while the only times Gekko could have a proper interaction with you was during missions or briefings. Even during training you stayed in your corner, avoiding interactions.

But right now, he felt so happy. This was the longest interaction you’ve ever had with each other and he couldn't help but smile.

He turned his head in your direction and softly called you.

“Yeah ?”

“I heard that you love to draw.” He nervously rubbed his neck but kept his eyes on yours. “We could someday, you know, draw together while chilling in my room. If it’s okay with you of course.”

You shot him an indescribable glance and he suddenly felt so stupid for not using drawing as a way to bond with you sooner instead of the movie night. But he relaxed a little when you ended up shrugging.

“Why not.”

It was a start. He will not confess his feelings for now. It was way too soon. But he will certainly enjoy these moments with you. He will enjoy bonding with you and get to know you better.

Anecdote : the Arabic proverb mentioned by Cypher is something the father of a friend once told me when I was a kid. It's stuck in my mind, ever since.

I'm not proud of the ending ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ But it's fine. It is just a test, after all.

I don't know if I'll post the part. 2. I'll most probably keep it in my drafts.

Thank you for taking the time to read this. I wish you a lovely day/night.

#gekko x reader #valorant x reader #gekko x you #valorant imagines #★nana is writing…

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wisteriaiswriting · 6 months

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may I request for clove x male reader where they team up and steal wingman and teach him how to use a gun 💀?

𝕋𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕊𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟

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First Clove fic so I hope you enjoy it!

“Uh…” The agents in the living room turned their heads towards Gekko, who was leaning in from the doorway. Looking around while worried. “Anyone seen Wingman?”

A chorus of ‘no’ gave him his answer, walking away to look elsewhere. A few agents sitting around were about to get up to help look but paused, watching a familiar butterfly float past.

They had an idea who was behind this.

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“I’m thinkin’ that works best.” The one that ‘works best’ was a whole operator. Clove had handed Wingman one of the heaviest guns in the protocol's inventory, the heavist being the Odin.

“Even if it works, you don’t know how to use it anyways.”

“That's why ye here!”

“Yeah, no…” Taking the gun away from Wingman even as he and Clove complain. Putting it away just to grab a lighter one, a Marshal instead.

“If you want him to use a sniper, use this.” Clove spun it around in their hands before passing it off to the now excited Wingman. Guiding him over to the range, not wanting to risk anyone near you three right now.

Clove wasn’t a sniper user, so they watched as you taught him. The first few unassisted shots missed, but with your help they got closer. Because soon enough, and with you holding the end, he managed to get a headshot.

When it happened Clove rushed over, trapping you both into a hug. More like them and Wingman trapped you, either way you were stuck.

“Look at ma fella go!” Reaching over to hold Wingman, “You’ll be unstoppable Wings!”

***

“Hand ‘em over.”

“I- ugh!” Jett searched through her pockets before placing the betted items into Phoenix’s outstretched hand. “I really thought Neon would’ve taken him.”

“She does love the little guy.”

#valorant x reader #valorant x male reader #valorant clove #valorant clove x reader #clove x reader #clove x male reader #wisteria♥

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rosexhart · 5 months

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Waiting for Sunset

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Gekko x Reader

Accidentally running into the agents of Omega Earth, you are taken hostage. Hostages aren’t common for them, but you seem to be the exception. So much for your first time in L.A.

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I awoke the next morning to a clatter. Then a voice speaking in a lower tone. I rose from my bed and stepped out of my room and into the hall. There I saw a door, stuck, and a Scottish voice behind it swearing.

“Need some help?” I asked gently, and I heard the movement freeze.

“Yeah, yeah,” they said and I looked at the hinges, and the door overall. Looks like it had shifted. I gave it a swift kick at the bottom corner, and it burst open. Behind the door, a smaller figure. Adorned in butterfly leggings, shorts, a jacket with white sleeves, a black shirt, and a cute pixie cut that was lighter at the ends. Their face covered in freckles galore.

“Thanks… figured this was like some test from Brimstone.” Their ascent was heavy and was very stereo typical Scottish.

“No problem. I’ll let cypher know we need to look at it.” I mentioned and they looked me over.

“You don’t look like the rest of them.” They mentioned and I shook my head.

“I’m not radiant.. I had an incident with the Omega Earth Radiants though so Brim is keeping me around.” I mentioned and they nodded.

“Well, nice to meet you, I’m Clove.” Agent 25… explains why they were gone so long.

“(Y/N),” I said with a smile before Gekko came around the corner.

“Ah! My Amigos,” He said as Wingman waved to me.

“Gekko!” Clove said racing over.

“Hey shorty,” He said fist bumping them.

“Well good to see you’re getting along.” I mentioned, and started back towards my room.

“Hey!” Gekko called out racing over, “I was thinking we could go out today. I need a break. Last mission was hard,” he mentioned and I nodded.

“Sounds good to me.” I said and he smiled.

“Perfect,”

“Mind if I come with,” Clove asked gently, and Gekko looked at her.

“Yeah if it’s ok with Brim.” Gekko mentioned, and she nodded.

“I’ll go ask,” they mentioned and raced off, I smiled.

“They are cute,”

“I guess,” Gekko mentioned and I looked back at him, to find him staring at me. He cleared his throat.

“I’ll let you get ready.” He said and I nodded my head before stepping back into my room.

We walked around a small plaza. It was Clove, Gekko, Myself, and Phoenix, oddly enough.

“So Clove, where did the style come from?” Phoenix asked as he flipped through jackets in the shop we were in.

“Guess when you make music you have something unique every time.” They mentioned picking up a shirt and holding it up to themselves.

“Ah, you’ll have to show me how you make your tunes,” Phoenix said and they giggled.

“For sure,” They mentioned and I looked to Gekko who was looking at some jewelry.

“Everything ok Gekko?” I asked, he jumped and looked back at me.

“Oh— what? Yeah. Just uh… you know. Looking.” He said gesturing to the store. I tilted my head at him and smiled.

“Uh huh,” I mentioned with a light laugh. I could hear Clove and Phoenix laughing. However, I felt like I was having an out of body experience. All the sounds around me became muffled, my hair stood on end. I looked outside and see people just walking and minding their own business. I felt a hand on my shoulder.

“Are you alright?” Gekko asked softly and I looked at him. He seemed… distorted, like as if I was looking at him through a kaleidoscope. I hesitated in responding. My mind seeming to fracture before me. Then, the world opened up around me. Purple surrounded me, and I could see a strange almost flower like power.

“That was too easy,” I heard a voice said and I looked back. Stood between two walls was Iso, his eyes, no longer soft and focused. Instead an intense and set look on his face. The normal soft blues replaced by eerie trailing reds. My heart sunk as he gripped my wrist, and the purple world dissipated around us. I was surrounded by this Iso, the Omen, a Sage, a Neon, and a Sova.

My blood ran cold as the Iso tossed me to the ground.

“Well done Iso.” Sage said, a hand on her hip, “Now we can continue our fight.” Sage mentioned as she turned towards a metal building on my right. My fight or flight kicked in at this point and I stood ready to run. I was blocked by the Omen materializing in front of me. I turned back to see the Sova and Neon staring at me.

“Alright,” I said out loud but more to my self than to them, “I’m over this.” I stated looking around. We were in some type of court yard, a brick building to my left. I decided to break for it. My steps not nearly as fast as Neons as she slid in front of me, blocking my path. I decided to face her head on, and went to go around her only to have a shock of a life time fly through my skin. The whole world waved and bounced around me.

“Relay Bolt, never gets old.” She said as I felt her haul me up. They began towards the metal building and I felt as though I had no control over my own self. We walked down a cat walk and behind a box or two when I saw a helicopter sat on some brick that I assume used to be a bridge.

“No,” I sputtered out weakly as I pushed on Neon.

“Quit squirming.” She hissed and I glanced, seeing up turned chairs. I pushed at her again, and she dropped me hard onto the ground. My body called out in pain.

“Whoops,” she said sarcastically as she went to lift me again but I kicked at her jaw. She threw my foot down and I heard it, the sound of another helicopter. They all looked skywards and I was dropped.

“Neon, get the spike.” Sage ordered and Neon raced back to the ship. Sage looked down at me and held my chin.

“You will be very good for us.” She mentioned as Neon returned. Sage hummed in seeming satisfaction as she pulled an orb from mid air. It was small, and crackled a bit. She placed my hands on the handle of the spike, and sent the orb at it. An ice broke over my hands and I couldn’t remove them from the spike. Panic filled me as she lifted me up.

“Get the spike planted before they figure out what’s happening.” Sage ordered as she pulled a pistol from her side. There was a silent agreement among them as the Sova and Omen pulled me up. The spike bound to my hands. I was shoved forwards, back out from where we came, but we took a right into another area. The walls crumbling around an ice cream shop, and a a few boxes stacked around. My heart was racing, I had to get out of this. My mind racing as I tried to pry my hands off the spike. The ice crackled but did not budge. I listened as footsteps sounded around us. The Sova shot an arrow off and I watched as he looked at a screen.

“Two on site.” He mentioned and Sage hissed.

“Iso, Neon,” She said and the two went forwards. Iso sending forwards a wall, and Neon racing in. I heard Gunshots going off and then Neon backing up.

“They brought Cypher,” Neon stated, and Sage only nodded before she went forwards again. I listened for a few minutes more before I was pushed forwards by Sova.

“Let’s go,” He said harshly and I looked back at him and flung the spike over my shoulder to strike him. The spike hit his hand where he shoved it back down, and he grabbed my hair by the scalp of my head.

“Do that again and I will make sure you don’t leave with hands.” He growled and I hissed as he threw my head forwards. Then as we turned the corner I saw a small wine shop and a large arch way on the left. Iso and Neon held either side of the arch with pistols. Then, out of no where, I saw Dizzy fly up and spit goo at Sova, Neon, and Iso. They all panicked and Sova let me go. I raced forwards, and stopped near Dizzy, who laid exhausted on the ground.

“Oh dizzy.” I said softly and saw Gekko.

“(Y/N)?” He said gently lowering his gun and I watched Reyna come out from the side of the archway, and shoot the Neon, and Sova before stepping back to reload.

“The spike, the spike is on her.” Reyna said aloud and I knew it was going over coms. My heart sunk as I tried to get my hands off it once more to no avail. Frustration set in as Iso finally wiped the gunk from his eyes and approached me. There were only three of them left, surely they would not still continue this push? He pulled me off to the side to force Gekko and Reyna to peak him if they wanted to stop him. I watched as Omen came up from behind us and sent a haze of smoke forwards. I moved to try and trip him, only to watch him walk over me, and into the smoke. Gun shots sounded and I watched as Iso turned back to me.

“Change of plans,” The Iso said, pulling me up by my collar and dragging me back the way we came.

“Let me go!” I growled trying to get him off of me. He decided at this point to hold the gun to my shoulder.

“Keep resisting me and I will shoot you.” He growled and I hesitated as he pulled me forwards, back past the ice cream shop, and then just as we were turning the corner he was shot. My heart stopped for a moment and relief flooded me as the ice on my hands finally receded, leaving my hands red from the cold. I quickly pulled them into me and collapsed. I heard foot steps racing towards me.

“It’s ok, you’re ok,” Gekko’s gentle voice fell over my ears, before his hands were on my shoulders. I hugged him tightly and felt myself finally letting reality hit me as my eyes watered.

“You’re ok, I got you, I got you.” He whispered hugging me back.

“They stuck me to the spike.” I gasped for air that felt like it wasn’t entering my lungs fast enough.

“I know, but it’s alright. We stopped them.” He said and I shook my head.

“No, the Sage,” I said pulling away from him and Cypher came around the corner.

“She is gone,” Cypher said picking up the spike, “Forgot their important tech though. Very good for us.” Cypher mentioned, a smile stretching across his features.

“Let’s go,” Reyna mentioned, holstering her pistol, “We don’t want them bringing reinforcements.” She was right and I knew that. Gekko helped me stand and we walked back through the archway, through a grassy area, and another arch before looking upon the helicopter. We all got inside. Reyna, Cypher, and Gekko, but they had also brought, Raze, and Viper.

“Good to see you’re ok,” Raze said as we got on the ship.

“Thanks,” I said gently as she patted my shoulder. My hands ached with the cold they experienced as the whole ship shuttered with take off.

My mind raced and my leg bounced as I sat on the examination table.

“I now understand how my healing and powers can be so annoying.” Sage said as she looked over my hands.

“I’ve never seen your ice do that,” I mentioned and she didn’t even look up at me.

“They do things that we don’t completely understand. That is what makes them even more dangerous.” Sage said as she released my hands. “There, all better. You should go speak with Brimstone. He will want to know what happened.” She mentioned and I nodded, hopping off the table. Stepping out of the room, Gekko was leaned up again the wall tapping his finger on his crossed arms.

“Gekko?” I muttered and his head snapped my direction.

“Hey,” he pulled himself off the wall and approached, “so, uh, what did Sage say?” He asked sticking his hands in his pockets.

“I’m good as new..” I said holding up my newly healed hands.

“Good… uh.” Gekko scratched the back of his neck, “Brimstone wants to speak with you but afterwards you should come meet me in the ruins outside.” He said and I nodded my hair falling into my face as I did.

“I will.” I stated pushing my hair back out of my face, and he smiled.

“Cool,” He said before walking off. I watched as he went and smiled a bit to myself before heading to Brimstones office.

Entering the dim room, Brim was watching the camera footage.

“You wanted to see me?” I asked, and he turned.

“Are you alright?” He asked and I nodded.

“Doing well. As well as I can anyways.” I stated and he sighed.

“Well, your kidnapping while unfortunate was very beneficial for us. I think it would be best for you to stay with us for a longer period than I originally intended. Even go on possible missions.” Brim said and I hummed.

“I guess I don’t really have a choice in this matter.” I mentioned and he shook his head no. “Very well… I’ll have to figure something out with my family.” I mentioned and he nodded.

“We can discuss the details later.” Brim mentioned before turning back. “Dismissed.” He said and I turned to leave.

Walking outside by the ruins I sighed. This was not my plan.

“Took you long enough,” Gekko’s voice broke my thoughts and I looked to him. He was sat near the edge, a bunch of snacks set out and he pat the spot beside him.

“Sorry, you know Brim.” I said as I sat next to him.

“Listen, about today,” he turned towards me slightly. The golden light hitting his hair and lighting it in a blaze. His cheeks had a darker red tone, and he paused clearing his throat.

“Uh, with the enemy Iso-,” his eyes met mine again. There was a moment of conflict in his eyes.

“Ah fuck it. Listen, I have a crush on you. And it’s throwing my focus all out of whack. I totally get it if you don’t like feel the same. But I needed to get this out.” He blurted, his hands moving in a dramatic way before finally looking at me again. My face flushed.

“Gekko, I… I like you too.” I said softly, the air around us no longer tense. His shoulders rolled back and down with relief.

“You have no idea how stressful that was.” He mentioned smiling at me and tracing the ground with his fingers.

“So I guess I owe you a few dates.” He said looking back up at me. I hummed.

“Yeah, especially after the last one went so horribly.”

“God, don’t bring it up. It was bad enough I felt like I couldn’t breathe around you and then watching you disappear in front of my eyes wasn’t good either.” He mentioned rubbing his face with his hands. I could only laugh as I turned and looked over at the sunset.

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