Chapter 1: Drunk Confession

A/N: Hey everyone! This is my first ever fanfic so please give me constructive criticisms if you have any. Thank you! League of Legends belongs to Riot, I don't own anything!


Cool autumn breezes flow through the Summoner's Rift. Red leaves paint the jungles of the rift like a tranquil picture. With the soothing wind flowing through her hair, a yordle with silver hair pulls the final trigger of her rocket launcher onto the huge red nexus crystal. The crystal immediately shatters upon impact. A second later, wild shoutings and cheerings can be heard from thousands of people on the stands. The annoucer's voice echoes through the rift.

"Blue team victory!"

Tristana grins cheekily. She can feel someone pat her back. She turns around to see all her teammates looking at her with pride and joy in their eyes.

"Excellent job Tristana ma' girl, yer done makin' this old timer proud!"

Corki is the first to congratulate her.

"I knew you could do it Trist!"

Then comes Rumble.

"I hate to say this, but you did well enough rocket girl."

Veigar sounds a bit forced but she can sense sincerity in his voice.

Lastly, the one who did an amazing job proctecting her throughout the match.

"You were amazing Tristy!"

Teemo says cheerfully, flashing her the shinniest smile ever. Tristana can feel her face heating up a bit.

"Thanks everyone. I really couldn't have made that last play if it wasn't for you all."

It is true, at the last team fight, everyone distracted the opponents long enough for her to sneak into the base and laid off on the open Nexus.

Everyone smiles cheerfully. They had beaten the Zaunites. They are going to the finals with the Noxians next week.

"This cause for a celebration! Drinks on me!"

Rumble says cheerfully, earning shouts of approval from the yordles.

The bar is pretty crowded tonight. Many champions from Demacia to Ionia come to congratulate the yordles on their impressive victory over the Zaunites.

"To Bandle City!"

Rumble shouts as he picks up another glass and cheers with the other yordles.

"To Bandle City!"

The atmosphere around the group is lively. Rumble energetically taking drinks after drinks. Kennen is chatting with Poppy about the Noxians' recent win against Shadow Isle, Corki, Ziggs and Heimerdinger talking about some new bomb experiments. Lulu is trying to snuggle with Veigar much to the tiny master of evil's dismay. Tristana occasionally joins in to some conversations between the yordles. Teemo is the most quiet one. He still has a lot on his mind, occasionally zoning out before Tristana mentioning him.

Everyone in the bar has so many drinks that they soon fall asleep on the ground or face down on the tables. Everyone, except two people: Gragas, because he's Gragas and Teemo because he only had one drink. He takes a look around him. Corki is snoring peacefully on the ground. Rumble has his face down onto the table, Poppy sleeping next to him. Veigar and Lulu are cutely snuggling on the couch. He swear if the wicked mage was awake, that will most likely never happen. He remembers that Kennen, Ziggs and Heimerdinger left a bit earlier. Lastly, he sees Tristana asleep on the chair next to him with a smile on her face. This makes his heart flutters, seeing his cute best friend sleeping so soundly. Wait... since when did he start thinking that she's cute? Though the smell of alcohol coming from her makes him a little nauseous. Tempted to just leave her be, Teemo just can't leave his best friend like this. He carefully picked her up and carried her bridal style.

"Huh... is this the angels taking me away?"

Teemo chuckles softly at his friend's sleep talking.

"No Tristy, this is your friend Teemo."

She shivers lightly in his arms.

"Teemo huh?"

She giggles lightly.

"Have I ever told that you're really cute?"

Teemo flinches at this. Tints of red slowly creeping up on his face.

"You are the cutest guy I've ever met."

He can feel his face heat up even more. Shaking his head to try and snap out of it. He started heading towards the girls dorm.

"Teemo, do you like me?"

This question makes him flinch even more. It didn't help that he was passing by Nidalee at that time. She overheard Tristana and shot him a 'that's cute' expression. Grimacing when thinking about how he's gonna deal with all the rumors tomorrow, he pressed on.

"Teemo..."

'Oh no, here we go again.'

"...I like you a lot."

Teemo feels his heart races when the sentence came out of his friends mouth. He wants to just wake her up and ask for real but doesn't have the courage to.

Is this true? Does Tristana like him?

'No, she's just drunk, she's not making any sense.'

Finally, Teemo is able to reach Tristana's room. He reaches for her pocket and pulls out the key. Getting in the room, he immediately places Tristana gently down her bed. After pulling the blanket over her and making sure that she's comfortable, Teemo turns to leave. But something is pulling his left arm back, preventing him from leaving. Tristana is hugging his left arm tightly, murmuring something.

"Please, don't go..."

Teemo looks at her, his heart torn. Part of him want to just turn around and leave, the other part telling him that he just can't leave her like this, even if she's drunk. Sighing loudly, Teemo curses his goodwill before lying down in bed next to her. Pulling the blanket over her, he reaches out and turns off the lights.

"Goodnight Trist."

He receives a grumble followed by light snoring in response, making him chuckle. He closes his eyes and tries to enter the dreamrealm but can't. His mind is still what Tristana has said earlier. She said she liked him and asked if he liked her too. Teemo knows from the bottom of his heart, the romantic affection for Tristana exists. But is he willing to let know? Probably with time, eventually he'll be able to gather the courage to tell her. As these thoughts runs his mind, he feels Tristana holds on to his arm mire tightly.

'One day Trist, I'll tell you.'

He eventually also falls asleep.

Tristana wakes up groggily as the bright daylight shines into her eyes and the odd feeling of missing warmth on her skin. Rubbing her eyes off of fatigue, she looks around. Surprisingly, she is in her room. She's pretty sure she went to the bar with the yordles last night and had a lot of drinks. How the hell did she even get back here on her own? Strange... She doesn't recall walking back to her room.

Eventually getting her mind off the topic, she gets up and stretches. The sun was pretty high up which means she slept in. It's not a big deal as there are no matches today. Their grand final match against Noxus doesn't start until next week, leaving plenty of time to relax and practice.

Taking a sniff at her body, she flinches when inhaling the smell off alcohol.

'I need a shower.'

Quickly getting into the shower, she rinses off any fatigue of last night along with the horrible alcohol odor on her body. As she's getting out of the shower, she hears someone knocking on the door. Quickly grabbing a towel to cover herself up, she rushes for the door.

"Coming!"

It's Teemo on the door. He has a cheerful grin on his face and is holding a plastic bag containing something.

"Morning Tristy!"

He greeted cheerfully.

"Morning Teemo!"

She opens the door fully to let him in. But she notices that he isn't coming in but just staring at her with a tint of pink on his face.

"What's wrong?"

He simply points to her towel. It's a bit small so it doesn't cover her up fully, leaving several parts little to the imagination. Noticing that, Tristana feels her face heating up as she quickly covers herself behind the door.

"Ahh sorry! Just give me a minute!"

She's sweating profusely, her face red as a tomato.

"Oh! It's fine! I'm just... passing by to drop some breakfast off for you as might... sleep in from last night."

He sounds rather awkward.

"Oh, thank you Teemo."

Tristana shyly reaches out to grab the plastic bag Teemo handing her.

"Well I'll be off. Have a good day Trist."

With another blush on his face, he turns and walks towards the exit to the dorm. Closing the door, Tristana can still feel the heat on her face. After getting herself dressed in her casual clothes, she opens the bag that Teemo brought her. It was a lightly grilled cheese sandwich, Caesar salad and a packed cup of iced cappuccino, her favorite breakfast. Touched by Teemo's goodwill, she happily eats the breakfast. After finishing the last of the cappuccino, Tristana cleans up the bag and heads outside for a walk. She was at the entrance to the dorm when she met Nidalee. The huntress looks at her mischievously.

"So, how was last night with Teemo? Was he good?"

Confused by the question, Tristana can't help but raises an eyebrow.

"What do you mean?"

The huntress looks at her disappointingly.

"Don't tell me you don't know Teemo carried you back last night! I think he even slept in your room with you too!"

This hits her like an Ult from Sion.

"Wait... he WHAT?!"

Nidalee giggles playfully.

"He even tried bribing me into not telling you."

"Wow..."

Tristana didn't think Teemo would go so far as to bringing her back to her room from a hangover. He even went out the way to get her her favorite breakfast. She feels her heart melting with how he cares for her. Though part of her was ready to die from embarrassment when knowing he slept in her room with her last night.

"Oh, I even heard you asking him if he likes you and tell him you like him when he was carrying you home."

Ok, she's definitely ready to die from embarrassment. She said such things?! Oh, how much she wishes that she can just dig a hole and bury herself under it. How can she have the courage to talk to him now?

With a smirk on her face, Nidalee walks away. Tristana is about to ask her for assurance on this topic but she already disappeared.

'I'm gonna need to talk to someone about this.'


If you read the whole way through, I'm very much thankful. I'm just a newbie so probably isn't good with writing yet but I'll try to improve with time and contrusctive criticisms.