Hey guys! Totally wasn't dead for a few months...
My plan is to write a wintery one shot for every day of December until Christmas. I'm definitely not counting how many days there are until Christmas break. Yeah, totally.
I will still attempt to work on chapters for my other story, but this will be my main priority for now.
Have you seen the new Jinx skin? I literally had a heart attack when I saw that beauty.
For the sake of my sanity, I am pretending that the new lore that Riot has been creating do not exist, except for the champions that are now Vastaya.
Note: Jinx and Ekko are around their twenties at this point. Nobody wants a teenage elf wrapping presents. Teens are bad at wrapping. Trust me.
Day 1: Santa's little helper needs a little help!
We all know that Santa exists somewhere, whether it be in reality, our hearts, our minds, or in our children's imagination. But, what we do not take into consideration, are Santa's little helpers, also known as elves. The jolly man who delivers presents through our chimneys could not do it without his trusty little helpers that wrap each and every present with care. Now today, we follow the life of a certain ambitious elf on the first day of December.
Our little story starts in a cozy room in Santa's factory, where all the elves are housed. Mind you, they are nothing like apartments. They are only the best rooms and furniture for the best and hardworking elves.
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Clothes were strewn haphazardly across the floor as Jinx struggled to put on her outfit. "Shit, I forgot that it's December!" The petite woman pulled off her nightgown and slipped on a strapless bra. "Shit, shit, shit," she mumbled. She plucked her red dress of the floor, smoothing it out and admiring it for a moment. White, fluffy cotton lined the bottom and top of the short, skimpy strapless dress. Inhaling the pinecone scent on the fabric, Jinx stepped into the dress and zipped it up, staring at the mirror as she did so.
"Hm...it's missing something," the elf pondered for a moment. Her eyes wandered across the floor and caught on a thick, golden strip of ribbon. "Perfect," Jinx giggled, picking it up and wrapping it carefully around her waist. She grabbed her striped green and red stockings off her bed and pulled them on after a short struggle. She rushed over to her nightstand, carefully opening her top drawer and pulling out a bright pink box.
Inside was dark blue velvet cushioning a gorgeous, ornate arm cuff that had delicate swirls. Holding it against the light, the piece of jewelry glinted and shone brightly. Jinx sighed and slipped it on her arm. She smiled and giggled as she remembered the man that had give it to her. He had taken the consideration of her small biceps. Despite her strength, Jinx had arms that looked somewhat like sticks with the slightest bit of toning.
Shaking her head and pushing her hands against her cheeks, Jinx sighed and grabbed her necklace, which was a soft red ribbon with a small christmas tree with a star on top dangling from it. She tied it snugly around her neck and took another look at the mirror to check her progress. Jinx groaned. Her long, soft hair was a mess, flying out in different directions.
Jinx grabbed her bright blue comb and began to furiously work through her blonde locks, expertly tugging and wincing as she pulled out knots roughly. Minutes later, Jinx's hair was flowing in a golden sheet across her back down to her knees. She shook her head and let her hair sway slightly. The movement caused her bangs to pop back into place, curling over the right side of her face. "Now for the fun part," she spoke to her reflection sarcastically, grabbing two yellow hairbands and slipping them on her wrist.
The elf split her hair in half, pulling the left section up and yanking it this way and that, until she was left with a tight, high, wavy blonde pigtail swinging with her movements. She repeated her strenuous actions on the right section of her hair. Jinx's arms felt sore and she moaned, "One more thing."
She glared at the long, slim santa hat that was sprawled across the red sheets on her bed. "I love Christmas, but I hate this hat," Jinx puffed.
Now you may be wondering, why would anyone hate a hat?
"Shut up narrator," Jinx snapped. "Every damn year I spend at least an hour getting this damn hat on because it goes over my hair. And my hair is really fucking long, last I checked. To get every single strand of this into this skimpy little red triangle bag-" she held up the santa hat, "-Is literally twenty times worse than listening to a kid whining about not getting a present he asked for."
Oh. Carry on.
"Thanks. Now shut up so I can spend the next hour of my life fitting half my head of hair into a hat," Jinx grumbled,slowly shoving the tip of her hair into the thin hat.
A knock sounded at her door and Jinx's head snapped up, annoyed. "I'm a little busy!" She called, not bothering to be polite.
"I thought elves were supposed to be kind helpers," a teasing, familiar voice called through the door, causing Jinx to stop everything she was doing and creep to the door. "Ekko?"
"Who else?"
"What are you doing? How are you here?" Jinx's temper was slightly sated, but she was still pretty pissed, to say the least.
"Well, I wanted to see you, and...I shouldn't say how I got here." Ekko's embarrassment was clear by his tone.
Jinx opened the door and raised an eyebrow, with a hand on her hip. Ekko squeaked as his eyes met her blonde hair, her smooth face, the top of her exposed chest, her tight dress, and finally, her toned legs. "What are you wearing?" He finally managed.
Jinx eyed him. "I'm one of Santa's helpers," she said, as if that cleared everything up. Ekko still stared at her incredulously. "That doesn't mean you can walk around showing all of that!"
Jinx's pointy ears turned slightly red. "It's basically my uniform, silly," she elaborated. "You don't seem to be in the Christmas spirit," Jinx observed, looking him up and down.
Ekko's hair was up in a mohawk, like usual, with his white hourglass painted across his face. He wore a white t-shirt that was just tight enough to accentuate his muscular figure. His hands were shoved in the pockets of his worn jeans. A pair of black sneakers completed his look. "You idiot, we're at the North Pole. How are you not an ice cube yet?" Jinx muttered, grabbing him by the shirt and pulling him inside, shutting the door behind him.
"Well, that's a secret," Ekko laughed sheepishly. "Anyway, what are you doing in here?"
"Finishing up," Jinx said glumly, staring at the santa hat that had found its way into in her hands again. Ekko stared at her questioningly. "I have to fit this hat onto my right pigtail," she whined.
Ekko frowned. "Do you do this every year?"
"Yeah, and let me tell you, it does not get any easier," Jinx sighed. "Back to square one."
Ekko coughed. "I can help you..."
Jinx's jade green eyes darted over to him standing awkwardly by her bed. "You can try," she said unenthusiastically, jumping onto her bed and seating herself in the middle of the mattress, patting the space beside her as a gesture for Ekko to sit.
Ekko pulled off his sneakers and sat on the bed beside her. "So, who decided that you should fit this whole mess into that hat?" He asked, absently combing through her pigtail. "It was an in the moment thing," Jinx said defensively. "I managed to do it a few years ago in one try, when my hair was shorter. It looked cute so I promised myself I'd do this every Christmas."
Ekko sighed. "Smart."
Jinx pouted, the tips of her pointed ears turning red. "Are you gonna help or not?"
"You know..." Ekko began braiding her pigtail, "You could braid it...and then it would be much easier to fit into the hat."
His lips were close to Jinx's ear, and her face heated up. Too close too close too close-
"You're right," Jinx groaned. "I'm so stupid."
Ekko smiled, his laughter vibrating through the elf's bones. He continued to carefully braid her hair. "Good thing I have practice from braiding your hair when we were younger," he teased. Jinx smiled, her heart pounding. She shifted her arm slightly to get more comfortable. The movement caused her arm cuff to glint in the light and caught Ekko's eye.
"You like my present?" The man asked, feeling embarrassed. Jinx smiled touching her bicep and feeling the cold metal. "I wear it every day," she said honestly. "Thanks...Ekko-cookie."
Ekko hadn't heard that in a long time, causing his fingers to twitch in shock for a moment. "I...no problem."
He wanted to slap himself for the very dumb answer that had slipped out of his mouth. He reached the end of Jinx's hair and carefully tied off the braid with the yellow hair tie that she quietly offered him.
Ekko slid the hat over the braid easily, fitting it onto her head. Jinx used bobby pins to secure the hat into place and she swung her head around and grinned when the hat didn't slip.
"Thank you!" She grinned, throwing herself against him. Ekko's arms wrapped around her instinctively and they fell over together on the bed. The two held the embrace for a moment before Jinx's fingers uncurled themselves from his shirt. "I should go," she mumbled. "I need to get those presents wrapped for all those crazy kids out there."
She sat up, her face entirely red. Her blush was beginning to make its way down her neck as she pulled on red gloves that almost reached her elbows and had fluffy cotton lining, along with her matching chunky heels.
"You're cute when you blush," Ekko laughed, "It goes down to your neck."
Jinx was about to come back with a smart response but found her lips occupied. Her heart raced and she relaxed, closing her eyes, tasting mint. She felt Ekko's heartbeat stuttering faster than hers and she smirked, pulling away. "You're getting a special Christmas present this year," she winked, slipping out the door. Ekko flushed.
"Not that kind!" Jinx called down the hallway as she giggled madly to herself, fired up to wrap up some presents for Santa.
Next up: Poppy the Reindee-wait what?
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