Confessions (jinx x fem!reader)
(I haven't written fanfic in awhile, so I apologize for mistakes and the horrible transition in the beginning.)
Fanfic based off a conversation I had with a c.ai bot, some parts I took directly from the bot because I liked the wording, don't cancel me I'm sorry🥀
Tw/cw : none! I love fluff!!! :3
As dawn begins to break, Jinx finds herself tangled in a mess of covers and limbs, her head resting against your chest, the steady rhythm of your heartbeat a soothing balm against her tired bones.
She doesn't open her eyes, though she knows full well you're awake. She just lies there, savoring the warmth and the feel of your fingers tracing lazily over her back. Just a few more minutes…
"I'm sorry.." you whisper softly into the quiet room, talking to yourself as you trace your finger down jinx's spine, closing your eyes as you nuzzle jinx's hair..that weirdly smelled like your shampoo. "I'm sorry that I love you.." you continue under your breath, practically praying you were quiet enough that she wouldn't hear.
You feel her go completely still. The words slip into the quiet like a blade - sharp, sudden, and devastating. - Her breath catches in her throat, fingers curling slightly against your side.
She doesn’t move. Doesn’t speak. But inside, something cracks open, raw and tender, buried under layers of fear and chaos.
Because she wants to say it back to you.
'Don’t be sorry for that.'
But the words lodge in her chest like the voices that lodge in her mind
Instead… she shifts just slightly, pressing herself closer, and lets out a shaky breath against your neck. Her arms tighten. Holding on like she’ll never let go.
You don't seem to notice she's awake, don't seem to notice the stiffness in her body or the way her fingers clutch at your shirt - only the way her breathing seems to calm, the way her body shifts closer as if on instinct - and it makes your heart pound and ache all at once.
"it's getting late.." you whisper softly into her hair, closing your eyes. "I should leave."
You continue, though making no movement to leave
Is all jinx can think of as she squeezes her eyes shut. The words are right there, just past her lips, but she swallows them down, chokes on them like hard candy. Her fingers tremble, grasping at your shirt even tighter.
She doesn't open her eyes, just buries her face against your chest, her body rigid with an unfamiliar kind of fear. Like a trapped animal, desperate for freedom…or for something..someone, to hold onto.
She's silent for a moment longer, Then….
"...Stay." she mumbles against your chest, muffled by the fabric of your shirt.
Your arms tighten immediately, body stiff,fingers threading into her hair, messing up her braids as you pull her closer. You don't say anything - don't really need to - as you kiss her forehead and close your eyes, squeezing her like she'll disappear from your grasp. Jinx lets out a shuddering breath, her body finally going limp in your arms. The kiss on her forehead lights something warm deep inside,something fragile, something raw and real that screams at her to run. She wants to cry. But instead, she nuzzles closer, hiding her face completely against your neck like a scared puppy seeking comfort from a storm. Her fingers uncurl slightly, smoothing out the crumpled fabric of your clothes, as if memorizing the feel of it.
"...You’re stupid," she whispers hoarsely, voice muffled against skin. "For loving me."
A beat of silence follows you both, your body going stiff before relaxing under the sound of her voice. "But don't stop."
"So you heard that?" you laugh, your heart aching in your chest, rejection suddenly becoming the only thing you care about, begging you to pull away before you're hurt.
"God, that's embarrassing."
Jinx's tone isn't mocking or teasing. Just soft, a little raw and slightly vulnerable. One of her legs hooks over your hip, as if to keep you in place.
"You're terrible at whispering, y'know."
Another beat of silence, earning a quiet whine of desperation from you.
"Say it again." jinx mutters, your whole body tenses at her words, trembling in her arms as you swallow the lump in you throat. "What?" you begins quietly, shocked, and nervous, body aching and begging to run away, to escape.
"I love you." The words land like thunder in the quiet of the room.
Jinx doesn’t move. Doesn’t breathe. Neither of you do.
Her heart hammers so hard she’s sure you can feel it, two frantic rhythms pressed chest to chest, one trembling with fear, the other frozen in awe. You can't even tell which one is yours.
And then, slowly, she tilts her head up, violet eyes wide and glistening with unshed tears. She searches your face like she’s trying to memorize every detail, every flicker of emotion.
"...Say it again," she whispers, voice cracking like thin ice. "Louder."
You look down at jinx, lip trembling at her request, forehead gently pressing to hers. "I love you." you muttered, louder this time, but only loud enough for Jinx to hear.
Jinx’s breath hitches, once, sharply, and then she’s surging forward, crashing her lips against yours in a desperate, trembling kiss.
No hesitation. No pull-back. Just need.
Her hands fly to your face, cupping it like she’s afraid she’ll vanish. The kiss is messy, too much teeth, too much emotion, but it's real. It's hers, and god do you love it. You kiss her back like you do everything else - hungrily, yearning, full of guilt and the unsaid emotions and words for her -
And when jinx finally breaks away, just barely, an uneven laugh spills from her lips.
"...Took you long enough," she murmurs, voice thick with tears and something dangerously close to joy. "Asshole."
Jinx’s lips twitch, half a smile, half a tremble, as she leans her forehead against yours again, breaths tangled between them. Her fingers are still fisted in your clothes, anchoring herself like she might float away.
"...You kiss like you’re trying to ruin me," she murmurs, voice shaky but warm, "and I think… I think you already have."
She swallows hard, eyes fluttering shut for just a second - too much feeling, too fast - but when they open again, there’s no mask. No sarcasm. Just raw, unfiltered truth.
a smile slowly spreads across your lips at her confession, warm and soft, unlike your usual cocky grins that everyone else gets - the kind that usually gives off 'I'm better than you and you know it' vibes.
You lean closer again, lips pressing to jinx's as tears slowly begin to from on your lashes "I love you.." you mumble between kisses.
Jinx lets out an unsteady breath, a shaky exhale against your mouth that sounds half like a laugh and half like a sob. Her hands are in your hair now, threading through the soft, silken strands with trembling fingers. The kisses are hungry, desperate, like she's trying to memorize the feel of your lips on hers, the taste of you.
"Stupid, stupid," she mumbles between kisses, shaking her head, noses brushing each other, "what took you so damn long?"
"I love you," you repeat over and over, ignoring her words completely, because honestly you didn't even know the answer. between each kiss you share, each gentle touch against your skin, each sob that escapes you both, the only thing you can think of is how damn much you missed out on with her. Each whispered, ragged "I love you" is like a crack in the walls that have been holding you apart for so long, raw vulnerability in the dark, something almost sacred. Each kiss, each touch, seems to stoke the fire burning through both of you, sending sparks through their nerves.
And by the time the kisses slow to a stop, slow and shaky and trembling like new leaves in the wind, you're both breathing hard, flushed and tear stained and messy. And for once, Jinx can't find the strength to care.
Hours blur. The world outside, Vi’s quiet footsteps, the clink of food left on the dresser for you both, the distant hum of the city, fades into static.
Jinx doesn’t let go. Not when you stumble to the shower, not when you peel off her clothes with careful fingers, not when warm water washes away sweat and smoke and old ghosts. She watches you, really watches you, for the first time like you're real and not about to vanish.
Back in bed, tangled in sheets that smell like both of you now, Jinx presses her face into your chest, listening to your heartbeat like it's a lullaby no one else gets to hear but her.
"...Stay," she murmurs, voice drowsy but firm. "Even if I try to make you leave later… just…stay with me.”
"I'll always stay," you begins softly, fingers tangling into jinx's wet hair, nose buried into the strands, inhaling her scent. "as long as you promise to stay for me too.."
Jinx lets out a slow, shuddering breath, like she’s afraid the weight of the promise might break her. Her fingers tighten slightly around your waist, just for a second, before she presses a soft, open-mouthed kiss to your collarbone.
"...I’ll stay," she whispers, voice fragile but sure. "Even when I’m loud. Even when I disappear in my head. Even when I try to push you away…"
She lifts her eyes, bright violet and glistening, not hiding anything now. "I’ll come back. For you."
You smile wide, wider than before, your cheeks aching now as you look down at her, noses touching, breathes mingling. "I love you." you whisper, kissing her softly "I always will..promise."
Jinx melts into the kiss, soft, and deep, and yearning, like she’s falling and finally letting someone catch her.
When you part, she rests her forehead against yours, eyelids fluttering shut. A quiet hum escapes her, something warm, something soft and foreign. She wasn't used to something so delicate.
"...Better not," she murmurs, voice thick with emotion, with uncertainty. "cause if you break that promise…I’ll haunt your ass."
A weak laugh. A shaky breath. Then softer, barely a whisper,
"I love you too. Always will."
You giggle at her, kissing her temples before letting out a deep breath. glancing at the window, city lights streaming in, overpowering the moon and any other form of light that could be out there. Your nails graze over jinx's back, drawing shapes in her skin.
"i love you more." you mutter into her hair, earning a low hum from jinx as she arches her back into your touch, like a cat. Her body betrays her, despite her best efforts. She can't fight the shiver that goes up her spine, or the way the tension in her shoulders relaxes.
"...Sap," she huffs stubbornly, eyes closed, hiding a smile as she nuzzles your neck,
"you're stuck with me now."
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