Thread: Don't Jinx Me! (ClearSight x Javorcek)

Laughter. While being laughed at was upsetting, because nobody liked having their feelings made light of, even Jinx, there was something even worse. That worse thing... Being called a fucking kid, and Vi hit her right over the head with quite the taboo, for Jinx anyways. Kid, everyone always treated her like a fucking kid! Her old gang, her sister, even the public that feared her kind of looked at her and thought, it's just a kid. She wasn't a kid! She was a fucking adult, a young one, but an adult. So what if she wasn't super tall... Or... Or... Or filled out! She didn't have a chest! FINE, but that didn't make her a fucking kid. Jinx stopped and looked down at Vi, furious. Of all the things Vi could have said to put a stop to the kiss she had chosen the one thing that could set Jinx off worse than ever. Of course, once she calmed down she would realize that other than her being young Vi seemed to enjoy the kiss, but that wasn't going to happen anytime soon, she was about to lose her shit. Kid? I'm not a fucking kid! She growled, gritting her teeth and looking down at Vi as her mind raced. I am only four fucking years younger than you, you... Stupid Fat Hands! She roared, somehow using anger to power through Vi's attempts at distance and capturing her lips again, in a much more aggressive kiss, even biting Vi's lip at the end of it and giving her a self-satisfied grin to go along with it. Hmph, just because I don't have cow tits like Sheriff 'Cupcake' doesn't mean I'm some fucking child! She sounded almost adorable as she continued to go on, huffing and puffing about not being a child and the fact that her chest didn't mean anything! That she had cute little breasts and didn't need big ones, and that Vi was stupid, and blind, and that her big, fat hands wouldn't be able to appreciate her chest anyways. All of that had led to Jinx, within the storm of muttering and being unintentionally adorable, pushing Vi right out the hole she had created in the wall and telling her she needed to leave. Of course... After pushing Vi out she went back in, grabbed a serving of noodles, and returned to hand them to Vi with a little Hmph before going back inside and pushing a crate in front of the new hole in her place of residence... And then going to gorge herself on noodles that had become comfort noodles in such a short duration. Stupid Vi. --- Jinx's Vi trouble had just begun. After their little visit something had changed with Jinx. The idea of going out on the town for rampant destruction was still appealing, but much less so than normal. The preferred method of entertainment seemed less... Exciting. She did go out once, set up a bunch of things for a big night of exploding buildings and colorful fireworks and street art, but ended up sighing and packing up her shit to go back home. It was... Depressing. The manic little thing had become much more quiet, spending a vast amount of time bored out of her mind, working on weapons in the warehouse or trying to sleep, and failing miserably. It was a period of peace for Piltover, even if only about a week, and a period of horror for Jinx. A girl couldn't blow shit up every day though, and Jinx's current mood wasn't dedicated, there was no use acting without dedication. She would just have to wait a bit longer and it would all feel right again, probably. She would get back to work right after the next league event... Ugh, monthly meeting bullshit. Just because she lived in Piltover she had to show up at the Piltover one... With Vi, and Sheriff Cow Tits, and all of the other colorful bores of Piltover... Fuuuuuuuuun, just thinking about it made Jinx reach for an explosive on instinct.