The Greatest Noxian (Highschool K/DA x Male Reader)

Dinner

As Y/n embraced me, one thought came to my mind.

Looking up at him from writhing his arms, I ask the obvious question.

"How did you know I was a rapper? I'm positive I didn't tell you about it."

He chuckled.

"Eve does research, why can't I?"

I roll my eyes and tap my face against his chest.

"You could have just asked about my hobbies you know."

He shrugged with a smile plastered on his face.

"Yeah, but that's not nearly as fun."

He let me go and turned on his heel toward the door.

"Well, as I told you, this studio is now yours."

He tossed keys into the air, directed towards me.

I swiftly snatch them out of the air.

I observe the keys, the ridges on the small piece of metal become engrained in my brain as my very own studio.

I smile as I cough them before sliding them into my pocket.

"Thank you, Y/n."

He sucked his teeth.

"It was either this or a car."

A car!?

I don't even know how to drive!

"I don't think it's wise to sling that type of money around for someone you don't know all that well."

I walk toward him and lock my arm around his in one swift efficient motion.

He glanced at me with a smirk.

"Well, why not? I've got more money in my account than I could ever spend."

He walks forward, with me wrapped tightly around his arm.

"Besides, I don't usually spend this much."

He opens the door before we both sort out of my new studio.

He looks at me with a small smile.

"I just wanted to look good for you."

I laugh, my breath causing a bit of steam to form.

"You don't need money to impress me."

I place my head on his arm.

"I've grown up around rich people, honestly, I'm sick of all that high-life bullshit."

He hums questioningly.

"What I mean is, I like you for you. I don't give a fuck about the money, I've had plenty of that already."

Y/n's car clicks open. 

"Good, 'cause I'm never buying anything for you again."

He chuckled with a grin as he opened the driver's door.

"I've already dealt with one princess, I don't need another."

His chuckle turned into a hearty laugh as I broke away from him unamused by his joke.

"Very funny."

I remarked sarcastically as I made my way around to the passenger side.

The door pops open as Y/n stretches over to the door handle.

I get inside and give him a small remark.

"What a gentleman."

He straightened up with a smile.