omg what abt valorant sova/chamber watching their s/o get killed by their mirror counterparts 🤭🤭
The Wrong Reflection - ft Cypher, Chamber, Sova & Phoenix
Includes: Cypher, Chamber, Sova and Phoenix
Genre: angst, hurt/comfort
Summary: you encounter your boyfriend's mirror counterpart and realize all too late what's about to happen, and all he can do is watch
CW: violence, major character death, stabbing, shooting, degrading?, lots of angst, major injuries, near death experience, resurrection, hurt/comfort, some fluff at the end?, fainting
so this isn't *quite* what you asked for but i really loved this idea and wanted to make it a little less angsty so here we are lol...also this is my first time writing about Sova, Chamber & Phoenix so if they're a little OOC or there's timeline issues thats why
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Cypher:
Though everyone at Valorant had been warned about the evil doppelgangers that seemed to look and sound exactly like your closest comrades, hearing about it just wasn’t the same as seeing it. No matter how many times the other agents testified to you that it was the truth and swore up and down that there were “two Phoenix’s”, you just couldn’t wrap your head around it.
Until now, of course. Sent on a mission with Cypher and Jett, separated when a grenade went off and forced to hide in an alleyway until the smoke cleared, you didn’t think the day could get much worse. Then you saw your boyfriend’s hat through the smoke and went to pursue him, only for him to spin around and shove a dagger just below your ribs.
You flinch and lurch forward, just barely able to catch yourself before going toppling over. He yanks the dagger from your side, and just as you’re about to ask ‘why’, blood bubbles over your lips. You blink a few times, head spinning from both the pain and blood loss.
Why would he…
And then you remember. You remember the warnings from Brimstone and the stories from Phoenix. This wasn’t your boyfriend at all. This must have been the mirror counterpart they told you about.
Worst yet, your real boyfriend was nowhere to be found and you’re losing blood fast. It’ll be a miracle if you can even crawl, let alone fight.
Somehow, you manage to get to your knees and pull out the small pistol you had tucked into your waistband. You brandish the weapon threateningly, swinging it around in a warning. The doppelganger doesn’t seem to care, though.
You squeeze the trigger.
Cypher is frantic. He’s tearing through the streets, desperately searching for you. He didn’t want to be separated, but there was no other choice. The camera he had placed where you had first been was shrouded in smoke, smoke that was clearing way too slowly for his taste.
How long has it been since your comms went dead? Five minutes? Ten? He shakes his head. He can’t worry about that now. You have to be okay. You can’t die on him now.
He checks his camera one more time, leaning his back on a brick wall in a futile attempt to catch his breath. When the familiar screen loads, he’s relieved to see the smoke finally cleared enough to grant him sights on the streets below.
The relief lasts only a second.
You’re on your knees, blood pooling down your side and forming a dark puddle on the scorched pavement. And standing in front of you is him. His heart sinks. He doesn’t need audio to know what must have happened. You must have mistaken the counterpart for him, and paid the cost.
Not you, he thinks. Anyone but you. Before he knows it, he’s tearing away from the wall, sprinting as fast as his legs can carry him back to where you were. He’s only seconds away, but he doesn’t even know if he’ll make it in time. He turns the corner just in time to hear the gunshot.
He flinches, heels skidding to a halt. You collapse to the ground face first in a pool of your own blood. His doppelganger is nowhere to be seen. His heart is racing so fast it's painful. Everything seems surreal. This can’t be happening, not to him, not again.
His only solace is the slight twitch of your body, a miniscule sign of life.
He rushes forwards, dropping onto the pavement and sliding to you. He ignores the burning in his knees, the strain on his lungs. All he cares about is your collapsed form on the ground.
He flips you over, examining every inch of your body. He squints. There’s no bullet wounds, no signs of being shot. There’s only a gash just below your ribs, and that's clearly the source of the blood.
But hadn’t he heard a gunshot?
He looks at the small pistol laying on the ground next to you, the barrel still warm. There’s a bullet hole in the wall in front of you, and he almost sobs in relief. You didn’t get shot. You shot back.
He squeezes your body to his, so happy he almost forgets you’re bleeding out. It’s only when he feels your warm blood staining his clothes and hands that he remembers.
“I’ve got you, little one,” he murmurs, scooping you up into his arms. “I promise.”
You’re not going to die on him today, he thinks. You’re coming back to him, no matter what.
—
You wake up in your own bed. It takes you a while to realize where you are, your eyes barely able to focus and your head pounding. You inch your way towards sitting up, your side burning the whole time.
What happened? You blink, trying to force yourself into remembering. You had been on a mission, right? With Amir.
Oh, you realize, memories coming back. He was there, but so was his mirror counterpart. And he had stabbed you. That’s why your side hurts.
Still, it doesn’t explain how you got back, or how you’re even alive.
The door bursts open, and Cypher is standing there panting. “Y-you’re awake!”
You’re beyond asking how he knows, assuming he put a camera in your room the minute you got back. You just nod, taking in his disheveled state.
“I was so worried,” he closes the door softly, coming down to sit in front of you. “You were…you almost—” he sighs “—are you sore? Can I hold you?”
“Yeah,” you say, your voice so hoarse you barely recognize it.
He wastes no time in wrapping his arms around you and nuzzling his head into your shoulder. “Don’t ever leave me again,” he mumbles into your neck, hot breath fanning over your shoulder, “please. I can’t lose you.”
Chamber:
Chamber had never once been worried about his counterpart. After all, they shared a common goal, and he assumed his counterpart had the same soft spot for you that he did.
He assumed wrong.
It was a month ago when you went on a mission together. A month since you followed the wrong Vincent, and a month since he almost killed you. Had your real boyfriend not been there, you would be toast by now.
That incident was almost enough to make him reconsider his partnership with his mirror self. Almost. Still, he swore if he ended up in that situation again, he would protect you. That wannabe wouldn’t lay his damn hands on you again.
Now, stepping off the jet with him, you’re not worried. You know better now, and you and Chamber had also come up with a codeword only he would know to distinguish the two.
“Just stay by my side, okay?” He cautions, overprotective as always, “if we stick together, he won’t get the chance.”
You nod, letting him lead you across the abandoned pier. You duck behind storage boxes and abandoned machinery, Vincent trying to find the place where they’re going to plant the bomb.
There’s a slight clicking behind you, ever so slight, like the scraping of footsteps on gravel. You turn your head for a second, see nothing, and turn back to see your boyfriend staring at you.
“What is it?” You ask, “did you find it?”
He shakes his head, “we already passed it. We have to go back a ways.”
You nod in agreement, letting him lead the way. He leads you back the way you came, around a corner and to a deserted place in the docks. The surface is incredibly damp and uneven. You can’t see how they could ever plant a bomb here.
“Are you sure? It looks—”
You’re cut off by him pulling out his pistol and shooting you through the shoulder. The force of the shot is enough to knock you onto your ass, the pressure from the bullet making you scream in pain.
No, you think. This can’t be. You took your eyes off of him for one second, not even. How had he replaced your Chamber? How did your Chamber not notice you missing or—had he done something to him?
“How?” You wheeze, applying pressure to your shoulder.
A smirk finds its way to his face.
—
Chamber expects you to be behind him when he runs from the storage box you’re currently behind to another. He’s so sure you’re going to follow him that he doesn’t even turn around. He’s so focused on finding where they’re going to plant that he doesn’t even realize your body heat isn’t behind him.
To him, nothing seems wrong until he hears the sound of a gun go off. Not just any gun, his pistol. He whips around, expecting you to be there. His heart drops when you’re not.
How had he tricked you? Did you run off?
He shakes his head. You weren’t stupid, he was just too smart for his own good. But if he’s hurt you or worse, Chamber can only imagine the ways he’ll torture his mirror self.
He sprints back to where you were before, desperately looking for any evidence of you or where you could have gone. He tries to think like himself, tries to think of what he would do if he was trying to lure you to an early grave.
But he can’t. He would never hurt you, he would never think to even try. Time is running out, he knows it. If you’re not already dead, you will be in seconds. He slams his fist against the steel of the crate, the pounding echoing throughout the pier.
He freezes. An echo. That’s right, for the sound to carry where he was, it had to have echoed off the boxes. So, he just has to follow them and find you, right?
He takes off quick as lightning, climbing the crate and leaping across the tops for a better vantage point. Come on, y/n, he sighs. You can’t die on him like this. You can’t die because of him.
He’s done a lot of bad things in his life, but he can’t possibly see what he’s done to deserve this. He can’t possibly see what higher power is cruel enough to take you from him.
He’s going fast, faster than he’s gone in his entire life. All he needs is to reach you, to save you, to do his job as your damn boyfriend and protect you.
He hears a whimper and skids to a halt. There, just below him. You’re laying on the ground, blood pooling around your head. His other self is crouched above you laughing, dragging his pistol across your body.
He’s taunting you, he realizes.
That’s fine. If he wants to play, Chamber will play. His mirror self doesn’t see him coming, doesn’t see his sniper rifle being pulled out. Chamber takes a deep breath, steadying the scope like he’s done a million other times in his life.
Just as he takes the shot, so does his doppelganger. The bullet rips through your chest, your body seizing once before going limp. The other bullet tears through the skull of his doppelganger and sends him toppling to the ground.
Chamber hops down, rushing to your side. The blood is pouring out now, and though he’s seen countless people die, it's different when it's the love of his life. Your face and hair are coated in your blood. He hates the way it gets on his hands and covers his sleeves when he tries to apply pressure to the wound.
Your heart is beating, just barely. His mirror self must have missed but…he shakes the thought away. He needs to focus on you now. You can’t die on him, not now. Still, his own hopes don’t change the way your heart rate is slowing down more and more by the second.
He’s out of time.
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You wake up in a flash of blue light. You have to blink a few times to focus, but the energy coursing through your veins is so intense it's like your senses have been dialed up to 11. Sage is standing in front of you, looking at you in concern. Her eyes are slightly puffy.
Next to her, his head hanging low, is Chamber. Your eyes shoot wide as you remember what happened, and start to register what's going on. He had killed you. Well, not him, but his other self. You died and—and Sage resurrected you.
The energy starts to leave and your strength wanes. You pitch forwards, expecting to hit the floor, but Chamber catches you before that can happen. He’s holding you gently but securely, strong arms unrelenting.
“Mon chérie,” he sighs into your hair. “I can’t bear to part with you again.”
Sova:
It’s white as far as you can see across the horizon, snow blotting out everything in your path. You’re already nervous—this is a big mission, after all—but the snow just makes you feel even more uneasy.
Your boyfriend grabs your shoulder reassuringly. “We get in, we get out.”
You nod at him but your nerves are still on fire. Brim got wind of someone planning on bombing a safe house, and sent you and Sova to go investigate.
It made sense why your boyfriend would be sent—he practically breathed cold air—but you? You despised the cold. Yet, they were unrelenting in their decision and no matter how many times your boyfriend assured you that you would be fine, you weren’t convinced.
“Cover your footsteps,” you remind him. “They’re easier to track in the snow.”
He sighs, “angel, there’s nothing out there to hurt you. I’ll protect you.”
It warms your chest slightly to hear him say those words. Only for a second, though, until you make a wrong step into a snowbank and you’re sent tumbling away from him.
You roll to your feet, covered in snow and glaring. You look up to where you were, but your boyfriend is nowhere in sight.
“Sova?” You call.
No answer.
You turn around. Could he have gone a different way? Or did you fall so far that he’s out of sight?
“Sasha!”
You hear a noise behind you and whip around, drawing your weapon. There’s nothing there. “Sasha, please! I—“
“I’m here.”
You turn around, coming face to face with him. He has his head tilted at you curiously, using one hand to push your weapon down.
You frown. Something seems off. How did he get down here so fast? And if he was here, why wasn’t he answering your calls?
“Why didn’t you answer me? I was calling you.”
“Sorry,” he shrugs. “I came as fast as I could.”
“Right…let’s get back up, okay, we need to monitor the situation.”
You start hiking through the knee-deep snow, trying to get back to where you were. You pause about halfway up, though, when you realize you don’t hear footsteps behind you.
You turn around, about to ask why he isn’t coming up with you. You face him, and just as you do, you hear another voice behind you, Sova’s voice, yell: “y/n look out!”
It’s too late, though.
The Sova you’re facing let’s an arrow fly loose and you have no time to dodge. It embeds itself into your chest with a seeing pain, and you fall backwards into the snow. Despite the cold, your whole body feels like it’s on fire now.
Your breaths are shallow and ragged, your chest barely rising and falling with each one.
Sova stares horrified, looking between you and his doppelgänger.
As soon as he saw you fall through the snowbank, he was coming up with a plan to come and save you. To get a better look at his surroundings, he uses his Recon bolt.
That’s when he sees two figures at the bottom of the snowbank. His blood runs cold (or colder than usual), and he’s sprinting towards you. Just when he can see the top of your head, you turn around.
He gets closer and that’s when he sees someone that looks exactly like him. He tries to warn you, yelling your name, but all he succeeds in doing is distracting you.
That’s when the other Sova lets an arrow fly at you. You have no time to move before it’s planting itself in your chest.
Sova nocks an arrow and lets it fly, but all it does is wound his other self. The other Sova gives a half-hearted salute, and runs away.
Sova runs to your body, the snow beneath you stained red. He checks your pulse, but there’s nothing there. He’s frantic, desperately pressing his head to your chest to hear your heart beating.
Maybe it’s the cold.
Hoping is all he can do. Hoping against all odds that the cold has slowed your pulse down enough to save your life, that that’s the reason you’re not breathing.
He breaks the arrow, hands shaking when he realizes it’s one of his. He tosses the arrowhead to one side and the shaft to another, before lifting you as gently as he can.
—
You come to in an infirmary bed. Starch white sheets pulled up over your chest. Your eyes adjust to the light and you see that you’re in the Valorant infirmary.
You try to sit up but your chest burns and you’re left laying down in the bed. You turn your head to the side, just to see Sova laying there.
His hair dangles in his face, tickling his nose. You smile softly and push it out of the way. He’s frowning in his sleep and dark circles sit under his eyes.
You wonder how long it’s been since he slept. It was only in his nature to blame himself for something like this. You could only hope it wouldn’t change anything between the two of you.
You stroke his head gently, flinching when a hand grabs yours. Sova is half awake now, looking at you through tired eyes. His hand is in yours, thumb rubbing circles over the back of your hand.
“I didn’t mean to wake you,” you say softly.
“No, no. I’m just—I’m glad you’re alright.”
“How long has it been?” You ask.
He grabs your other hand in his, his need for contact practically insatiable. “A few days,” he admits. “I was worried you would never wake up…”
“Hey, I’m here,” you give a weak smile, “and I’m alright. But you, you look like hell.”
You slide over in bed as much as you can and pat the spot next to you. “Come rest with me.”
He reluctantly climbs in bed next to you, wrapping his arms around you carefully. He nuzzled his head into your shoulder and kisses it softly.
The two of you stay like that until he falls asleep.
Phoenix:
Phoenix was the first to see his doppelgänger—and he would not shut up about it. Night in and night out, he would talk non stop about it.
“He’s just as cool and as sexy as me—it’s like me, but evil!”
And you would roll your eyes at your boyfriend. “Sure he is, Jamie.”
You never pictured you would come face to face with him, so you never cared too much about your boyfriend’s words.
Now, on a mission chasing your boyfriend's doppelgänger, you wish you had paid more attention. He really was identical to your Phoenix, and it only made it harder on you.
You’re pushing yourself hard, harder than ever before, trying your best to catch him. He was faster than you and stronger, and way more agile. It made you wonder just how much he had been holding back on you in training.
Your Phoenix is nowhere to be seen, too. You split up at the start of the mission and now he wasn’t answering his radio and you had no possible clue where he had gone.
The Phoenix ahead of you disappears into a building, and despite your unease, you duck through the doorway and follow him. You follow him up the stairs and into a tiny, half-finished room.
He smirks at you, eyes flickering with flames. “Wow, you really are almost as pretty as my y/n.”
“It sucks you’re not nearly as hot as my Phoenix.”
He rolls his eyes at that. You wonder what he’s doing, why he hasn’t attacked yet. Is he waiting for something? You can’t tell.
You had no time to react when he raises his hands and the whole room erupts into flames. They’re scorching and they take the wood easily. The mirror Phoenix only gives you a half-hearted salute before leaving you to burn.
You rip off your shirt, using it to cover your face from the smoke. You can’t possibly escape—the windows are barred and the door is blocked by the flames. You’re going to burn to death, and there’s nothing you can do to stop it.
—
Phoenix only realizes something is wrong when he sees a building up in flames. His comms broke as soon as he left and he had been searching for you ever since.
When he sees the building, he just knows what must be going on. It only takes a matter of seconds to get inside the building and tear his way up the stairs to where the flames are beginning to spread.
He sees you, limp in the corner with a shirt pressed over your face. He runs through the flames, the heat barely tickling his skin, and scoops you up into his arms. You’re alive—barely—but he knows running through the flames with you in his arms might do more damage than good.
He can’t lose you, and staying here he’ll lose you for sure. He has to take the risk, but for the first time in his life, he hesitates. He would rather burn here with you than lose you.
You start to come to while Phoenix carries you, coughing up blood and wheezing more than breathing. He rubs your back and tries to reassure you that everything will be okay, but he doesn’t know what he’s going to do.
You’re awake, and that’s a good sign, but you need more medical attention than he can possibly give you in the field. He already called HQ but he has no idea when they’ll be here.
He settles down on the ground near where the jet will pick you guys up, holding you firmly on his lap. He kisses your forehead, rubs your back and tries to keep you as calm as possible.
You slump into him, arms lazily wrapped around his shoulders. His touch is reassuring but your skin still feels like it’s on fire and your lungs still ache from the smoke.
You silently hope you make it through this because you know if you don’t, it’ll tear him apart.
heyy!! hope you’re having a good day or night, can i req some agent make voicelines about their s/o?? thanks
Valorant Voicelines about their S/O
(Chamber, Phoenix, Cypher, Reyna)
CW : Killing, Pet names, GN!Reader
A/N : Hi!! Thank you! Sorry this took so long, I've had quite the hectic few days. I didn't know if you meant in game like the others so ! If this isn't what you meant or you want other agents then send me another request! These were fun to write!
Chamber :
Y/N is on the team -
“My love! Be careful now, I will have your back. Let us compete for who can get the most kills? This shall be fun..”
When Y/N is topfragging -
“Oh Y/N, please leave some for me mon cœur! My partner is so talented..”
Chamber assists in Y/N’s final kill -
“We are too good. I hope you do not mind the intrusion, I couldn’t help myself.”
Y/N aces -
“Wow! Did everyone see that? That is my partner! Beautiful, my love! Je reste sans voix!”
OR
“My goodness! Your bloodlust is beautiful, my dear! Show them who is in charge!”
Phoenix :
Y/N is on the team -
“Y/N, I didn’t MEAN to spill sauce on your favorite shirt.. Please, dont ignore me darling. I know you can’t resist this.”
OR
“This will be too easy. Let’s get done quick so we can go out to dinner, yeah? Try not to distract me, baby.”
Y/N aces -
“Right well I reckon that will teach ‘em. You definitely learned that from me though. Hey! Why are you punching me?”
Y/N is bottomfragging -
“Babe when I said I wanted the kills that didn’t mean for you not to shoot. Hey! I was kidding, alright..”
Y/N gets the rounds final kill -
“Woo! I totally got that on camera! Gonna replay that foreverrrr.. Look at how hot you are! Practically on fire. Get it?”
Cypher :
Y/N is on the team -
“We have practiced enough, time to show them how much trouble we are.. hehehe”
OR
“No time like the present! Watch my back, my dear. You have my full trust..”
There is an enemy Cypher -
“Be careful dear, I will not let his prying eyes take you away. You are mine.”
Y/N aces -
“My my! I didn’t expect that, my little bug!”
OR
“You are too quick, dear! They didn’t even have time to blink!”
Reyna :
Y/N is on the team -
“Oh mi amor, let me end them quickly. They will not lay a finger on you..”
There is an enemy Viper -
“That snake will choke on her own poison before coming after you, darling. I will make sure of that.”
Y/N aces -
“Just like that, Y/N! Take everything from them.. They are beneath you..”
OR
“Mi amor! You are too good! Maybe you don’t need training after all!”
HEEYYY i absolutely LOVE the hermosa series, cant wait for part 5 💕 i know you're busy and all that, but i have a littleeee idea for a oneshot... okay so theres this new agent that just arrived and they come a liking of gekko, not knowing that gekko and y/n hv a established rs... so they flirt with gekko and everything,, bla bla bla... and y/n doesnt really mind it since gekko reassures them that he only has eyes for them (but y/n secretly get jealous hehe) then, one day, the agent that likes gekko KISSES HIM.?!.?.??! and i'll leave it at that, you can add your own twists and plot hehe, please only do it if you're comfortable with it, and be sure to take breaks!! ILY!
Thank you so much for your kind comments sobs
I really really appreciate how you guys share and comment about "Hermosa" and I can't wait to deliver it to you guys soon.
In the meantime, have this oneshot requested hehe
Gekko x F!Reader
Word count: 2.8K
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"Hola, amorcito," Gekko approached you from behind and hugged you as he kissed your cheek.
"Mateo," you turned around, smiling. "You're back already?"
"Mhm, aaand we brought you these," he said, and then his little creatures walked into your room, Wingman carrying a bouquet of roses while the others followed. Wingman handed you the bouquet before bringing his hands to where his mouth would be as he made cute giggling sounds.
"Aw, thank you," you brought the roses closer and took in their scent. "They're beautiful."
"Just like you, mi amor," Gekko smiled as he kissed you.
"Te amo, Mateo," you pulled him into a hug, and he returned it.
"Yo te amo más, (Y/N)."
You placed the bouquet on a glass pot with water, carefully putting them on display as Gekko admired you. He was lovestruck. You met him shortly after you arrived from a mission after Reyna retrieved him, and you thought he was cute. A lot of things took place before you got into a relationship, but it was the best year for you two.
Everything was perfect.
"How's your mom doing?" You asked as you walked down the halls towards the meeting room.
"She's great, she says she misses you. I swear she loves you more than she loves me," Gekko replied.
"Aww, I miss her too," you smiled as you recall the last time you saw Gekko's mother. She was the sweetest with you, and she would cook the best meals. "We should plan our next visit for our upcoming vacations."
"Oh, I'm sure she'd love that. She sent you some tamales, by the way. They're in the fridge," you smiled at the sound of tamales. His mom had made some at home for you one time and you absolutely loved them. You were so happy she thinks of you as much as you think of her as well. She doesn't know about your line of work, and you two hope it stays that way since she would just freak out, but every time Gekko visits her on his own, she always sends something for you.
"Mmm, today's lunch is going to be so good then," you said.
"Anyway, have you heard about the new agent?" Gekko suddenly asked.
"Besides them arriving today, not much," you replied. "What? You planning to cheat on me or something?" You glanced at him, a hint of concern showing on your tone.
"I would never, mi amor," Gekko said. You smiled at him. "I hope it's a guy though, I can't wait to help Harbor train them. It's a nice change of pace."
"That would be nice, I know how hard you worked with Harbor and Brimstone seems to be fine with the idea of you helping out with training new agents," you said.
"It'll be great," Gekko said.
The doors opened as you walked in, and everyone was hanging around, except for Brimstone and Sage. Everyone was aware of your relationship with Gekko, and they were fine with it as long as you don't get all lovey dovey while out on missions.
"Yo, guys!" Phoenix waved from afar.
"What's up, fam?" Gekko greeted him with a quick handshake and a shoulder bump. Guy stuff, you thought.
"Hey, Phoenix," you waved. "New agent here yet?"
"Oh yeah, she's here," Phoenix said. Oh no, she?
"Damn, so they're not a guy?" Gekko pouted. "Man, I really was looking forward to a guy for training."
"Gekko don't be a dumbass, girls are fun," Jett suddenly joined in. "Right, (C/N)?"
"Uh, yeah, I guess," you replied. You never had issues with jealousy or such while being with Gekko, but the nature of humans is deceiving and you know that by heart after a bad experience you had on your last relationship five years ago.
"See? She agrees," Jett said.
Gekko noted your reaction though, and he made a mental note to himself so he could ask you later what that was about. Before anyone said anything else, Brimstone walked in.
"Alright, team, listen up," he said as he waited for everyone to quiet down. "We got a new partner in our team, and I want everyone to be nice to her and give her a warm welcome like you have with everyone else in the past. (C/N), Neon, I want you two to get along with her and show her around since she's around your age as well." Crap, you were now stuck with her now. You didn't know why, but as much as you tried to reassure yourself, you had a bad feeling about all of this. You didn't have a choice now though, given you have to follow Brimstone's orders. "You can come in now."
Sage walked in alongside a girl, definitely your age. She had red hair, and its length was a bit longer than her shoulders. Her eyes were brown and also a bit squinty, maybe Asian. You couldn't deny, she was actually pretty. She looked around, and everyone smiled at her. Sage nodded at her and she took a deep breath.
"Hi, it's nice to meet all of you," she said as she bowed down. "I'm... Hanabi, but you can call me Hana for short. I look forward to work with you all." When she looked up, she met Gekko's eyes, and smiled before quickly averting his gaze. You started to think what that was about, but ended up giving it the benefit of the doubt instead.
"Hi, Hana! That's a nice name, is it your codename?" Jett asked.
"Yeah, it means fire flower in Japanese," Hanabi replied.
"You're Japanese too?" Yoru suddenly asked.
"I was born there, but I was raised in Latin America," she replied. "It's a bit of a long story."
"Jyaa, nihongo shaberu no ka?" No one knows what he said but Hanabi seemed to understand him.
"Sukoshi," she replied as she smiled a bit in embarrassment.
"I already like her," Yoru said as he crossed his arms.
"Do you speak any other languages?" Jett got closer as a few others started to surround her as well.
"I also speak Spanish, yes," she said, smiling.
"Oh, cool! Gekko! This girl also knows Spanish!" Jett yelled out.
"Come on, let's greet her," Gekko smiled at you as he took your hand. He noticed something was bothering you, but he wanted to ask when you were alone. You both walked over to her as he presented you. "Hey, I'm Gekko, and this is (C/N)," he said.
"Nice to meet you," you said. She seemed to ignore you though, and all her attention was on Gekko.
"It's nice meeting you. Gekko, you said? That's a nice name," she spoke. "Where are you from? If you mind me asking."
"Oh, uh, I'm from LA," he replied.
"That's so nice, I've heard fun things about that place," she smiled.
You couldn't deny this, something about her pissed you off. Maybe it was her bold direction towards Gekko, but he is your boyfriend. You locked your arm with Gekko's, pulling him closer to you, hoping she would take it as a sign.
"So, Hanabi, Neon and I were assigned to show you around, wanna do that now?" You asked, clinging onto Gekko.
"Oh, right, sorry," she laughed. "Uhm, I didn't catch your name."
"(C/N)."
"Right, nice to meet you," she said. Jett, Yoru, Gekko and Neon all sensed the tension between you.
"Right, uh," Neon suddenly spoke, trying to break the awkward silence. "Let's go then."
"Sure! Follow the lead," Hanabi said as Neon started to walk out.
"I'll see you later," you sighed and kissed Gekko before heading out.
"Alright, call me if anything," Gekko replied and you walked out, following Neon and Hanabi.
"Was it me or was (C/N) jealous?" Jett asked.
"I... I'm not entirely sure," Gekko said.
"Well, that's a nice first impression," Yoru scoffed. "First day isn't over and girl is already trying to steal you."
"Mate... You're going to have it rough," Phoenix joined in.
"And this is where the dorms are," Neon said. "Brim told me this was yours."
"Thank you very much for the tour," Hanabi smiled.
"If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask us," you said. She simply smiled at you.
This was going to be fun...
The next couple of days were... tense. Everyone was aware that Hanabi was constantly flirting with Gekko, but it seemed Gekko was a bit oblivious of it and was more concerned about you instead. He'd constantly reassure you that he doesn't care about her in that sense, he only sees her as another agent. You genuinely appreciated him reassuring you since, in all honesty, you told him how your insecurities take over sometimes. He completely understood this and would do everything in his disposition to make sure you feel enough. To him, you're more than enough, and that's all that mattered to him.
Eventually, you didn't care as much about Hanabi. You treated her like you would treat any other agent and didn't mind her trying to flirt with Gekko since he was too pure to even catch on to the fact she was flirting with him. Besides, his reassuring helped you a lot. His little buddies also helped with that by showering you with affection and bringing you little things they know you like, though you couldn't deny that she did get on your nerves sometimes.
The way she gets clingy on Gekko knowing that you are on a very well established relationship with him makes you want to pull her hair and just drag her away, but you can't do that. You wish you could, but the only thing stopping you is... well, the protocol. You needed to stay professional.
You did learn more about Hanabi though; she was raised in this country near the Caribbean, and she learned how to speak English by talking to people online. One of her parents was born somewhere in South America but one of them is Japanese. She's also mentioned she's never been to Japan since she left when she was three, so she doesn't recall much. Yoru became close friends with her, as he would tell her about Japan. You kinda hoped she would cling onto Yoru instead, but that didn't seem to happen.
Regarding her abilities, much like Phoenix, she burns, except her abilities are more lava based, making her a really aggressive duelist. You couldn't deny the fact that her abilities were perfect for one on one combats with Omega Earth agents. She became an incredible asset for the team.
You and Gekko were prepping everything for your long awaited vacations; you were finally going to visit his mom together and you were very excited. Brimstone had finally approved the selected days and you managed to request four days off. You couldn't wait to get away from Hanabi as much as possible.
"Alright, we got your clothes ready, finally," you sighed as you closed Gekko's suitcase. It was surprising the amount of things he needs for four days.
"Yeah, I honestly don't know how much you manage with so little," Gekko laughs. "My mamá is always like, 'bring everything you might need, even for the unexpected!' so it just kinda sticked, I guess."
"I get that, but taking a snowcoat in August? Honey, we're in the middle of summer," you said.
"Well- you don't know if some crazy radianite stuff happens and suddenly there's snow all over LA," Gekko exclaimed.
"You do you, love," you laughed.
"Hey, I'm a bit hungry, want me to bring some snacks from the kitchen?" Gekko asked, hugging you from behind.
"I'd love that," you replied.
"You know I love you, right?" He asked. This is how he would reassure you. He always makes sure you know you're his only one, and he swears he would never ever change you for anyone or anything in the world. "I only have eyes for you, amor."
"I love you too, Mateo," you said.
"I'll be right back then," Gekko kissed your cheek before making his way to the kitchen.
Gekko was looking for some snacks in a counter when suddenly Hanabi walked in and greeted him, "hey Gekko! Whatcha dooing?"
"Hey, just getting some snacks," he said as he rummaged through the counter.
"Hmm, for you and (C/N)?" She asked.
"Yup," Gekko replied.
"You guys are going on vacation, right?"
"Uh, yeah, we are," Gekko was getting a bit suspicious, he wanted this vacation to be fun for you. "Why?"
"Why do you even date her?" She suddenly asked. Gekko abruptly turned around and looked at her with a dumbfounded face.
"What's that have to do with anything?" He asked back.
"Aw, come on, you could be having way more fun with me," she smiled.
"No, thanks," Gekko turned his back to her. "I can assure you I don't need to look for fun elsewhere, I got plenty with (C/N), so you better find someone else to bother."
"Gekko, come on, just have a taste, I promise you won't regret it," she wrapped her arms around Gekko from behind, and he was too startled to react. "It's not like she has to know, nadie tiene que saber."
"Hanabi, ya, basta," he tried to yank her off, and before she let go, you had walked into the kitchen.
With a devilish grin, Hanabi let go of Gekko and he instantly turned around to push her further away, but before he could do anything, she threw herself onto him and kissed him, knowing you were witnessing the moment. Gekko pushed her away and rubbed his lips with his wrist, glaring at her.
"Yo, what the hell?!" He exclaimed as his little guys got out of his bag, surrounding Hanabi as they growled at her. He then realized you saw everything and his heart dropped.
"Oops," Hanabi grinned. "Guess we were caught in the act."
"Amor, I swear this is not-"
"Shut it," you cut him off with a trembling voice. You walked until you were right in front of Hanabi.
"Something wro-" Before Hanabi could finish, you slapped her. Hard. "What the fuck is wrong with you?!"
Not knowing what to say, you looked at Gekko, who looked back at you with a worried expression. You then turned around and walked out, making your way to your room as you tried very hard to not cry.
Gekko wanted to run after you, but he knew he needed to give you a bit of time for you to calm down a bit. Instead, he glared at Hanabi and grabbed some snacks before he glared once again.
"I'm warning you. No te vuelvas a meter con nosotros," he spat. Thrash was menacingly hovering in front of her, ready to launch at her at any given moment. Not waiting for a response, he then made his way to your room.
He softly knocked on your door, and you were hesitant to open. Noticing this, Gekko sighed.
"(Y/N), amor, please, let me explain what happened..." he pleaded. "I swear it wasn't me, she was just being to annoying and... she did it before I could stop her." You didn't say anything. "I'm sorry..."
You slowly made your way towards the door and opened it, revealing your bloodshot eyes and damn face from crying. Gekko walked inside, closed the door and gave the snacks to Wingman before he pulled you into a hug as you silently sobbed.
"I'm so sorry, I really am, I..." Gekko didn't even know what to say. He didn't know how to fix everything, or if there's even anything to fix.
"I hate her... I really fucking hate her," you cried. "I don't know what she wants! I don't even know what I did to her!"
"Mi amor, you never did anything..." Gekko said. "I guess she's just... a bitch."
"She definitely is..."
"Hey... I swear that everything is fine, if there's anything I can do just tell me and I'll do it. Please, just don't... don't go because of this..." Gekko said as he hugged you tighter.
"I... I won't go, I don't wanna," you whispered. "I want to stay with you, I want to be with you. I just, don't want someone to steal you away from me."
"That will never happen, amor," Gekko reassured you. "Trust me."
"Mhm..."
"Hey, do you want to leave now? We can go to my mom's and finally get away from that girl," Gekko suggested.
"God, I'd love that. I don't want to see her at all after this," you replied.
"You won't have to think about her even when we return," he said. "Nothing she does or say will matter as long as we love each other."
"That's so cheesy of you," you laughed.
"Only for you, mi amor," he smiled.
"Let's go then, I can't wait to see your mom again," you said.
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