Oh, and he's pouting too. This just gets better and better for Kayn. For a guy who makes a living on his voice, Ezreal sure gets upset when it's parroted back at him with such incredible accuracy. He should really work on that. At the end of the day, Kayn is just preparing him, because being famous isn't all about getting compliments all day. Really, Ezreal should be thanking him.
Ezreal's reaction to how Kayn decides to dirty those beloved lenses is priceless. Kayn wishes he could have got a video to play over and over for his amusement, but at least he got to see it once. He cackles, utterly delighted at the reactions he's getting, and jumps right back into mocking Ezreal. "Awww, is the widdle pop prince gonna cry?" His mocking baby tone turns sharp and mean. "Too bad! Tears don't work on me." Though they might work to draw other band members into the room, which would only serve to ruin his fun.
That's why Kayn lets Ezreal snatch the damp sunglasses off his head. No other reason. Still laughing, Kayn dances away as Ezreal attends to the glasses, and hurls himself onto the couch where Ezreal had been peacefully focused on his phone.
Speaking of his phone — it's sitting unattended on the cushion, discarded in a hurry when Kayn had come barrelling in. A spark of evil gleams in Kayn's eye as he grabs it, and immediately calls in a singsong voice, "Oooh, what's this? Let's see what everyone's favourite little starlet has been up to, shall we?" Car videos? Boring. Kayn closes that app and immediately opens up Ezreal's photos instead. "Wooow. Who're you sending all these selfies to, huh?"
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