Heya! Morrigan here,
I thought of this ship while in the shower, everything happens in the shower :/
Anyway, this is my first story, so please, please point out things I could improve, I'll try my best!
Thanks!

"Hello Champion!", a cheery voice spoke. Ezreal tried to get up, but didn't really felt like getting up anytime soon. He thought he smelled bacon.
"Five more minutes, please", Ezreal groaned, ignoring the smell.
"Don't, you'll sleep in again, just like last time, and the time before.", the voice spoke, Ezreal already knew whose it was, how could he forget.
He opened his eyes and saw noone other than Lux.
"Good morning sleepy head!", Lux said
"Mornin'"
Lux held a platter of scrambled eggs and bacon in front of his eyes.
"I woke up and saw you sleeping so peaceful, so I thought to not wake you up and I made you breakfast!"
Lux was this type of person, to let someone sleep a little longer just because to let this someone have a little more rest. Especially after a long day of constant matches, either playing ADC or Mid. Someone thought of breaking the meta and started playing champions in the middle Lane. Apparently this went pretty well, and after wrecking the other midlaner, others tried to copycat this success, which actually worked out and the rest of the day he only went to the midlane, meeting new champions he only met in Gragas' bar-
"Sorry to interrupt your sleep good sir, but you really should wake up again.", Lux said, in a more serious manner.
Ezreal opened his eyes, closed them and opened them again. In front of him sat Luxanna Crownguard, a pretty blonde girl in her early twenties, in an apron.
Which was pretty normal, she does this sometimes, but this time, he realized, she wasn't wearing anything underneath.
"Lux, do you, do you", Ezreal paused to yawn, "you do realize that you forgot something right?"
"What is it Ezreal? I have the eggs, I have the bacon and some tea.", Lux said in thought, "No, I think I have everything, what did I forget?"
"Your clothes.", he said bluntly
Lux started to blush a little. "No, I didn't forgot them, I just thought you would like to wake up to something nice after such a long day of work"
"I appreciate it, but are you s-", He stopped after it struck him
"HOWDIDYAGETINMAHHOUSEIDONTUNDERSTANDILOCKEDEVERYTHINGUPAN-" Ezreal started just before Lux could get a word in between.
"Aw come on sweety, I know you like it~", Lux tried to sound all sexy and seducing, ending up just really cute, just because her voice was not capable of producing sounds that low.
"I know, and I do like it, but first thing first, how did you get in my house this night?", Ezreal said
"First things first, I didn't.", Lux stated.
"But what, how? I don't understand." Ezreal realized something, "You finished training, didn't'cha?"
"Yes, I finally mastered the art of concealing myself. All I had to do was train how much to bend the light rays, not how. That I learned when I was six years old." Lux started to tell.
"But that still doesn't explain how you got in my house this night."
Lux sighed, "I didn't, I snuck in when you came home. I gotta say, you live pretty nice, shame you are not home all the time. Guess being the famous Prodigal Explorer does pay a good bit."
Ezreal yawned again, "It doesn't, actually, what does pay is the League, and I didn't pay for this apartment, they did."
"Fine, eat your breakfast and get ready for a rough day, more Summoners heard of the success and are planning to summon you, for Garen-teed victory."
Lux loved puns. Especially jokes about other champions.
"Alright alright, I'll see you at the Dining Hall."

"VICTORY!", boomed the announcer's voice, another victory that day. With just two games lost, thanks to a fed Sivir pushing the hell out of the turrets and Dr. Mundo feeding Teemo in the top Lane, he was probably the best champion at the moment.
After the blue light of the teleported magic faded he stood on the summoning platform.
Usually, he would meet Lux here and get a congratulations from the Lady of Luminosity, but this time she wasn't around.
"Great game, can't wait to play against you." A low feminine voice behind him made him jump a little
"Christ, you startled me. Would you mind not sneaking up behind me again? I'd like to live a little longer than today, and not die of cardiac arrest. ", Ezreal calmly said
"You did well, Ezreal, how about we go training together sometime?", Katarina said, as it was Katarina.
"I'd love to, Katarina, actually, I think I have some spare time since Lux didn't show up today. I wonder why.", Ezreal pondered.
"If you don't mind, please call me Kata or Kat, it easier, and besides, I like being called Kat.", she said.
"Alright 'Kat',", Ezreal tried, and decided he liked it, "let us train."

Ezreal stood hunched over, having a dulled dagger pressed against his throat and one on his groin. Katarina sighed. "When will you learn to watch your damn back! I got you so many times like this!"
She lifted her blades and swept imaginary blood of it. "I know, I know, and would you please refrain from even coming close to my nether region, that can hurt really bad"
In response she made an attack toward his manly parts, just to taunt him, and he barely managed to Arcane Shift a few meters to the back of her. Preparing a light Barrage of missiles with enough power to sting, but not hurt, she disappeared from sight.
A knife in his lower abdomen and his neck forced him to bow a little.
Katarina tsk'ed, "The training session is over. See me again sometime. You know what? I could ask if you could accompany me on a mission, I see potential in you outside of the Fields of Justice. I'll ask." Katarina said, "How about we go and see Gragas and his famous beer, I could really use one."
"Oh really?" Ezreal responded, "Didn't know you'd be a drinker."
"I'm not, sometimes I feel like having a good cold beer, and you should too, drink's on me today."
"I don't drink, I'm barely eighteen!", Ezreal said
Katarina sighed, "Isn't it in the guy-code? 'Your favorite brand of beer is free, second one is cold'?"
"It is, and how do you know? But I just don't like the idea of being hangover the morning after." Ezreal tried to turn down the invitiation
"If you have a hangover after one beer you should get yourself checked, do you really think I'd be wasted in a public place?" Katarina replied
"Guess not, that doesn't really fit your assassin style, now does it?"
"Let us be off then."

End of the first chapter

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