Characters: Veigar, Lulu, and Jinx
Promet: All Lulu wants to do is get closer to Veigar. Yordles hate being alone...right?
Warnings: None. Just an overdose of fluff and sweetness.
The gold light faded, the fresh breeze from the field flowed through, and Veigar's blurred vision came in clear once the summoning ritual was completed. Veigar flexed his large metallic gantlet into a fist, gripped his staff and glared at his fellow teammates. The match hadn't even started yet and already the feisty little Yordle was annoyed with everyone and everything. Especially when one of his team mates cried out his name in an overly joyous tone, drawing out the 'e' and 'r' in his name.
"Lulu". Veigar flatly called back. His fellow Yordle mage in arms bounced over to his side and tried to embrace him. The crazy Child of the Faye had gone from just waving at him to trying to grab him in a full contact hug, which Veigar despised and always thrashed and swatted at her when she came to close. Pix tried to bit him once through his gloved hand when he shoved Lulu's unwanted affection away from him.
But that never seemed to discourage her. Her arms reached towards him and he turned away from her, hissing and spitting.
"Get offa me!" He cried when he threw herself at him. Lulu didn't seem to pay any mind to the Tiny Master of Evil's shouts and just giggled happily when he denied her friendly hug.
The rest of the champions bought their good and darted to their lanes, but not before laughing and scoffing at the two little Yordles. Jinx swung Fishbones up onto her shoulders and turned back when her lane partner wasn't following.
"Yo! YO! Come on, come on, come on, come oooon! I got people to shoot and turrents to destroy! Let's go, let's go! You can hug your boyfriend when we win, now hurry up!" The gun-toting maniac then ran full speed down the stairs, her twin blue braid flying behind her.
Veigar shook in fury.
"You dare!" He yelled out to Piltover criminal. "She's not my-" But before he could finish, Lulu sprinted away from him in a gust of magical speed.
"Bye Veigar! Good luck! See you after the match!"
Grumbling to nobody and tugging at his hat to hid his face, even though it was already covered with black magic darkness, Veigar bought his needed items and went down the middle of the field. But not before overhearing the shop keep's laugh. "She's a cute one. You two look adorable."
"SHUT UP!" The shop keep was lucky the Master of Pain did not feel like wasting any precious mana on him, or he would have been sorry…
After what seemed like an eternity of throwing up gates, casting down meteors and blasting the enemy team with comets, Veigar and his team finally made it to the nexus and finally destroyed it.
With his guard down, and his hands on his knees trying to catch his breath, Veigar was caught completely off guard when a pair of arms encircled his neck and a soft pair of small lips pressed themselves on his cheek.
"We won! Good job everyone! Good job Veigar!" Lulu hung off his neck and laughed happily now that the match was over and they had come out victorious. Too tired to shove her away from him, Veigar just bobbed his head down in his own self defeat.
"Yeah…you too. I suppose. Good job Lulu." His metallic clawed hand patted her on the back.
"For crying out loud!" Jinx called out, grinning like the crazed loose cannon that she was. "Get a room, you two!"
Veigar growled, glared harshly and threw his arms up in the air in rage. "SHUT UP!"
Lulu's laughter couldn't be contained.