Songs That Feel Like A Relationship With Luisa Would Because Im In My Feelings.

Your date

Luisa x female reader

It has been at least a day since your meeting also you have a date today. Same place it was yesterday well at 12 o’clock. Right now it was eleven You wanted to get some flowers for Luisa.

But one thing you didn’t know was what was her favorite flower.

You walked up the hill, walking to Casita. You saw Isabela halfway there. “Ah. Y/n!” Isabela said. You turned and had an idea. “Isabela!” You said walking over to her.

Isabela gave you a hug as well you returned it. “So you have a date today?” Isabela said making your eyes widen. “How do you know?” You questioned. “Well, a little birdie told me,” Isabela said.

Dolores. Of course. “Well, I was wondering. Since you’re Luisa’s big sister, that you knew what flower Luisa likes.” You asked nervously fidgeting with your hands.

“Well a Poppy well do good. For starters.” Isbela said as she formed a flower for you to take. You spent at least 20 minutes here, so might as well start walking to your destination.

You thanked Isabela and walked your separate ways. You sighed as you walked, you saw Luisa already there. “Oh, sorry I’m late? Honestly I was checking the time on the way this way.” You said.

Luisa chuckled. “No you’re good. You came early then I expected. I got a brake earlier.”

You sat down with the flower behind your back. “Watcha hiding?” She asked as she looked at you. You nervously smiled at her. “Well, since this is a date. I wanted to bring a little something.” You said.

Luisa had a confused look causing you to giggle. “Here.” You said as you tucked the flower in Luisa’s hair. “A poppy” You said as she blushed.

“How do you know I liked poppys?” She asked you. “A certain someone talked me.” You said as you examined the part you tucked the flower.

You felt her arms around your torso. You looked down at her to notice she was looking up at you. “You’re beautiful” Luisa said making you blush. “I know” You giggled making her smile.

“And so are you.” You told Luisa as you cupped her face. “I-I brought some food” Luisa said breaking eye contact.

“Oh you did?” You asked. Luisa nodded and you felt her arms leave your hips. She grabbed a nearby picnic basket. “I made some of the food in there before everyone started calling me.” Luisa said.

You stared in awe as she took out some of the picnic basket, they looked delicious. “You made this?” You asked. Luisa smiled, “Yeah.” Luisa held up a Arepas De Queso.

You took a bite. You moaned at the taste. It was good! “That was good.” You said with your mouth full. Luisa chuckled.

“Thank you for the food Luisa.” You said. Luisa nodded. “I’m sorry I didn’t get anything for you Y/n” She said as she looked at you. “Oh it’s alright.”

You moved closer to her. “How was your day?” You asked Luisa. “It was good.” Luisa said as she ate another arepas de queso.

“How about you?” She asked you. “It was great. But I didn’t really do anything though.” You chuckled.

Luisa smiled as she looked at you. You stared into her hazel eyes. “Hey love-birds!” Someone yelled from behind a house. “Just kiss already!” A kid voice sounded most likely Antonio.

You both looked that way to notice a few heads popping out from behind the house they were hiding behind.

You blushed, as you looked at the kids. “C’mon!” One yelled.

Luisa looked at you. “Gotta give the kids what they want.” She said as she cupped your face and leaned in close. Her breath was soft against your lips.

A kiss on the first date?!

Her lips pressed against yours. Your eyes widen with shock but soon after you closed them. You took this opportunity to take over the kiss. You bit her lips making her moan lightly.

You shoved your tongue inside her mouth making her shocked. You could barely hear the children cheering until it was interrupted by someone saying “leave them alone” Most likely Luisa’s father.

Does the whole town know you both are on a date?

As you broke the kiss, you heard someone whistle. Making you both blush as you saw who it was. Luisa’s father had taken a picture of you both and had walked off.

Quietly you groaned as you felt Luisa’s grip tighten on your hips.

“Luisa can you loosen your grip on my hips.” You asked. Luisa let go quickly and started apologizing to you.

“Sometimes I forget how strong I am” She said sheepishly rubbing the back of her neck.

“It’s okay, mi amor” You said to her pulling her into another kiss.

“Oh, crap. I gotta go.” You said as you broke the kiss again making Luisa whine.

You giggled as got up from Luisa’s lap. “I had fun, maybe we can do this some other time again?” You asked. “Yeah, of course amor” She said. “Maybe in two days. Tomorrow I’m going to be loaded with a lot of chores.” You said.

Luisa nodded as she looked at you. “Okay. I’ll come by to pick you up, bye Y/n” Luisa said. You chuckled as you ran off back to your house.

Your father giving you a deadpan look. “Did you do your chores?” He asked. You nodded. “Of course, I did. I always do them before I leave.” His deadpan look softed.

“Oh, Antonio told me that you guys kissed.” Your mama yelled from the kitchen. You blushed and whined.

“Hey, it natural.” You father said laughing as he pulled your mother in for a kiss.

“Your going to burn the food!” You yelled as you stirred the food from them.

At least you didn’t run into Victornia today.

A knock came on your door, you walked over to open it. “Y/n l/n?” the person said.

“Yes, that’s me” You said.

“Here, this is for you.” The man said giving you the note and rushed off.

“What does it say?” Your parents asked.

You gasped and covered your mouth. Tears welled in the corner of you eyes. “n-no. This can’t be” You said as you rushed to your room. “Mija!?” Both of your parents said. On the way to your room. You dropped the letter which also had a picture in it.

Could you write some sexual HC for luisa and a female SO? Thank you!!

Sexual Luisa madrigal x fem OS headcanons:

She’s really nervous

You know, just doesn’t wanna hurt you or anything bad to happen

It’s slow

She’s not really insecure about herself which is a blessing

She will give you the lead the first time you two do anything

Small touches and praises are always a way to go with her

She loves when your run your fingers through her hair when you’re kissing

She’s very sensitive down there and would ask you a couple times if you really wanna go down on her

Her voice gets high pitched when she moans and tries to keep herself quiet

When she gains more confidence she wants to try fingering you

She knows what she’s doing and is very careful not to hurt

Her breasts are so soft and likes it when suck on them

Hair pulling would happen when you’re more comfortable with each other

There’s a lot of dry humping when you took sneak away to make out in her room

Not much PDA because she gets flustered easily by any random dirty thoughts

It’s fun to tease her though

You smack her butt playfully whenever she’s working a her reaction is always priceless

End of a Day // Luisa Madrigal x Reader.

A/N: okay, so I LOVE Luisa and I need to write some of those adorable prompts for her…enjoy, dear readers!

Prompt: cuddling with Luisa and taking a bath with Luisa (fluff version).

Pairing: Luisa Madrigal x Reader (female pronouns used).

Luisa sighed softly, her muscular body leaning against the closed door.

What a damn day…it had been one of those days and every part of her felt it still, a dull ache throbbing throughout her entire body. Every muscle ached and burned, her feet felt so sore. Even her mind felt it, a headache thrumming in her head and refusing to let her be. All day, she had been wanting everything to be over…but more then that, she had been wanting you.

Her Y/N.

Just the thought of your name, so sweet on her tongue and soothing to her soul, had Luisa smiling softly.

All day she had thought of you and her arms had longed to drop her heavy burdens and take you up instead. And now with the work finally over (at least for now), she could finally do just that…but where were you?

Looking around her bedroom, Luisa did not see you as she normally did.

Her home had changed since you had come along, Casita shifting to make a place for you in her life. It was now like a little apartment, pieces of you scattered all over. The yellow kitchen (with your recipe book still open on the counter, always warm and smelling of good things), the living room (your books alongside her and your sewing box on the table), and even the bedroom (your sweater hanging on the chair) was empty…which only left one place to check.

“Amore?”

Moving slowly across the bedroom, Luisa opened the door to the bathroom..and there you were.

Steam filled the little room and you sat on the edge of the tub, swirling in bath oils as a little song played on the radio. Clad in only a silken robe of brightest blue, little golden butterflies scattered all over it, you looked so lovely in the light of the setting sun.

Gold melted over you as you looked up, smiling at her.

“Luisa!” You said so sweetly (no one said her name like you did, oh, you made it sound like magic). “How was your day?”

“It was…a day.”

“I had a feeling,” you replied. “so I started a bath. Care to join me?”

Nodding silently, Luisa smiled as you helped her undress. She could have done it herself but she liked so much when you did it, the feeling of your fingers making her heart soar. Leaving the blouse and skirt pooled on the floor, you kissed her aching shoulders softly, undoing her hair from the ribbon and letting her thick curls fall free. Sinking into the warm water, Luisa sighed in delight. Already she was relaxing. Perched on the edge, you washed her hair gently and just let her vent about everything.

You were always willing to listen.

And she loved that, knowing that at the end of everything, you would always be there to pick her up when she fell apart.

“…and I’m just happy it’s over, you know?”

“I do, baby.”

Pouring the small jug of water over her, Luisa sighed as the hot water poured down her scalp and shoulders.

A shudder of pleasure shot down her spin, pretty lips twitching into a lazy smile. Opening her eyes just so, Luisa could see you through her lashes as you rinsed her hair and hummed along to the radio. Oh, you were so pretty! So perfect!

Noticing her secret gaze, you kissed the top of her head and whispered a question.

“Is there anything I can do to make it better?”

“Well…there is something you can do, amore…”

Her rough hands gently tugged on the strings of your robe, letting it fall away as you giggled a little bit.  Lips peppered all over your breasts and belly, each soft kiss making you sight so happily, until she couldn’t wait any longer. Lifting you up, Luisa pulled you into the tub and sat you between her legs, resting you against her breasts. Water rippled and rose, nearly pouring over the edge, as you settled into her.

The sound of her heartbeat, steady and strong, thumped in her chest and you smiled.

“Thank you, Y/N,” Luisa whispered. “I needed this.”

“Anything for you, baby.”

Taking your hand in hers, Luisa kissed your fingers sweetly, still marveling at the fact that you were hers…all hers.

The two of you stayed like that for a long while.

Bathing one another with the rose-scented soap and old washcloths, you just enjoyed the warmth of the bath and, even better, the warmth of one another. It was such a simple moment but it was everything to Luisa. Everything she could ever want or need…In time, she rose up from the bath and carried you out with her. Drying one another with the fluffy towels, you walked hand in hand into the bedroom. Luisa wore her simple nightgown, a white cotton dress that ended below her knees, and you wore one of her shirts. It looked so big on you and she loved that.

The bed, as big as it happened to be, was still a little small for the both of you but neither one minded very much.

Leaning against the big pillows, you held your book in one hand and left the other to rest in Luisa’s still damp curls. Her head rested on your heart, eyes closed. Long lashes curled against her cheeks and you smiled, thinking her so pretty.

Wrapped in a swath of handmade quilts, colorful and warm, the two of you cuddled close.

“Will you read to me?”

“Always,” you replied.

It was a little thing but she liked it…she asked for it often. Whatever you were reading, you would read aloud and she would fall asleep slowly.

“The man’s voice spoke again: ‘Are you very tired?’ ‘Oh, tonight, I gave you my soul and I am dead!’ ‘Your soul is a beautiful thing, child,’ replied the man’s grave voice ‘and I thank you! No emperor ever received so fair a gift. The angels wept tonight.’ Raoul heard nothing after that…”

And she slept.

Mumbling something you could not understand, Luisa held you in a sleepy embrace and you smiled at the sight of her. She was yours…all yours.

Turning your eyes to the page, you returned to your story and read a bit more.

Soon, though, you would join her in your dreams. Even as you slept, you belonged to her, dreaming only of your true lover. In dreams, she did not have to work so hard and the days were not so long. There was only and her and love.

A happy ending to a long day.

Just braiding Luisa’s hair sleepily 😌😌💕

I normally wouldn’t do a duplicate, but I need this, so let’s go.

Luisa flopped down on the bed, head and shoulders coming to rest in your lap as you read.

“Mi Vida?” You asked, peering over the top of your book. Her hair was a mess with twigs poking out, some of which were sticking in your leg.

“Amor.” She replied, eyes closed, a single eyelid twitching.

“I take it your mamá and Tia are still going at it?” You asked, petting her forehead, putting your book to the side. Luisa groaned.

“I wouldn’t mind, but the gathering donkeys in a hurricane is getting taxing as hell. Not to mention I’m the only person who can be out in the wind. And all of the town elders need help with gathering water, and getting supplies, and..ugh!”

“You brought a little bit of the storm home.” You said gently pulling on a twig. She sighed and went to sit up, only to feel your hands applying pressure to her shoulders. You placed a couple gentle kisses on her neck. “Let me take care of you.” You whispered in her ear. She looked over at your face and took a deep breath.

“Okay.” She said softly. You pulled loose her hair ribbon, gently, and began the painstaking process of unraveling the twigs from her curls.

“So what started this little spat? I haven’t heard the particulars.” You admitted, unwrapping a lock of hair from two of the twigs.

“It’s so stupid!” She gestured aggressively at the ceiling. “It’s all over that damn wedding cake.”

“The one for Dolores?” You asked, successfully pulling loose a twig. You kissed her hairline and set to work on the second.

“Yes! Mamá said that she should probably do it since she’s had the most practice cooking, but Tia Pepa said that she aught to because she’s the mother of the bride.” You moved your hands as Luisa moved her head, carefully not to pull.

“Sooo, working together didn’t come up as an option?” You laid another twig to the side.

“By the time Tio Bruno suggested it, they were already mad at each other. No, Tia though mamá meant that she couldn’t cook, and mamá thought she was saying that she wasn’t good enough to make Dolores’s cake.” The last twig came free.

“What does Dolores think?” Heavy sigh from Luisa.

“She’s just hopping that it will all blow over.”

“Meanwhile, you get to clean up the mess.” You supplied, massaging her scalp gently.

“It’s not that bad, Mi Vida.” She argued, you picked up her arm, gesturing at a bruise just above her wrist.

“You don’t bruise easy angel.” Your tone was level, but there was a glint in your eyes. She looked into your eyes, pulling her arm from your hand and running her fingers over your cheekbones.

“They’re starting to calm down, probably tomorrow it’ll barely be a drizzle.” She soothed. You didn’t respond to that directly, put you did grab the hair brush from the bedside table and start smoothing it over her hair.

“It had better be.” You finally said. “I don’t want to pick a fight with them, but I will if they don’t get their acts together.” Luisa smiled.

“I love it when you’re feisty.” Her hand went to the back of your neck, guiding you down into a kiss.

“And I adore you.” You straighten slightly, finishing the brushing, and parting her hair down the middle. Starting on the right, you began to braid from the edger of her hairline to the tips of her hair, humming as you went. You tied it off with a smaller ribbon and let it sit for a moment. “Too tight?”

“No, feels good.” She murmured, her eyes closed and her breathing steady.

“Good.” You said simply before staring on the other side. As you tied that braid off, you whispered her name. There was no response, and you smiled, gently lifting her off of you so you could stretch out next to her. She rolled in her sleep, sensing you next to her, putting an arm around your back, snuggling you close.

“Oh I am so picking a fight tomorrow.” You murmured decisively as you dozed off.

Wondering what Fujiko’s social media would be like 💕ʅ（◞‿◟）ʃ💕

Surprise

“Hey Isa, mamá said to-what are you doing?” Luisa stared at her older sister as she spun to hide what ever it was she was dyeing behind her back.

“Nothing!” Isabela said , dropping the item back in the vat. “What did mamá want?” She asked.

“She said to come in for lunch. What are you dyeing?” She asked, tilting her head at the pink up to Isa’s elbows.

“Aaaaa Dress!” Luisa raised an eyebrow.

“Huh, who knew lying would be the thing you’re bad at.” She said turning to head back into Casita.

************* later that night**************

“Mira, Abuela…. Why are you weird?” There was a blur of pink over Mirabel’s head, and a piece of white fluff clung to the curls at the top of her head.

“I’m not weird!” Mirabel protested. Luisa pointed at the top of her own head. Mira gave her a confused look before catching her reflection in the mirror. She snatched up the fluff, putting it behind her.

“What are you hiding?” Luisa asked, taking a step into the nursery.

“It’s a surprise!”

“For who?”

“That’s a surprise too.”

“And you say you’re not weird.” Luisa said, giving her sister the side eye. She turned to leave, “Abuela said that dinner is almost ready.”

“I’ll be right down.”

****************later that night************

Luisa sat up groggily at the banging on her door.

“Whoisit?” She mumbled

“Us!” Mirabel’s voice came from just outside the door.

“Well, ‘us’ what do you want?”

“Can we come in?” Isa asked.

“Yeah sure.”

“Okay, close your eyes.” Mirabel said.

“I was doing that before you knocked.” Luisa grumbled, but shut her eyes as she was told. She could hear her sisters cross the floor and settle on her bed, then a new weight was placed on her lap.

“Open ‘em!” Isa said. There was a moment of silence.

“Do you like it?” Mirabel asked.

Luisa’s eyes went wide as she gingerly picked up a large, very pink, very soft, covered in embroidery butterflies, toy unicorn. As she brought it close to her face, she could smell vanilla and cinnamon, and a little bit of orchid. It’s purple button eyes sparkled in the dim light. Suddenly she squeezed it tight, a look of pure joy on her face.

“I LOVE IT!!” She grabbed both of her sisters in a tight hug. “THANK YOU!!” Mirabel and Isabela both wheezed slightly.

“Told you we didn’t need to make it blue.” Isa said.

“Thanks for that, señora princessa perfecta.” Mira retorted, hugging Luisa tighter.

sevika + poet gf 🥺 so adorable

༉ She absolutely adored everything about you, to your books and the things you write

༉ Sevika cant help but watch you as you write/read poems. the delicate look on your face pleases her.

༉ If you ever wrote her a poem, she would ask you to marry her all jokes aside.

༉Wouldnt hesitate on beckoning you to let her read some poems that you like.

༉Secretly wants you to read her poems while you run your fingers through her hair in bed.

༉Teases you about being a nerd but she cant help but have her heart flutter when seeing you do your ‘nerd activities’

༉Sevika 100% gets you whatever you want for your poems,

༉ If you write them, shes already gotten you a pack of quils and paper from piltover.

༉If you read them only instead, she’ll get you the most expensive books in piltover, of course stealing them since she cant truly buy them.

Luisa x short reader

Like 4’10 or 5 feet tall

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Luisa LOVES your height, you’re just so adorable to her.

Everyone is short to her but you’re extra short.

Luisa is terrified of accidentally hurting you, she always worries about hugging you too tight.

You always assure Luisa that she’s not hurting you.

On the rare occasions she does hurt you by accident, she always apologizes and carry’s you around for weeks.

She loves carrying you everywhere and you can never escape her hold.

90% of the time you’re with Luisa, you’re either on her shoulder or in her arms.

Luisa is very protective of you, she worries about you when you’re not with her. She knows short doesn’t equal week.

If anyone were to make fun of you, Luisa would defend you in a heartbeat and scare that person off.

She loves how small your hand is compared to hers.

Luisa always pulls you into her lap when she’s sitting down.

Hugs are just amazing with her, Luisa loves hugging you, you’re so small you just fit right in her chest.

Luisa picks you up and holds you tightly to her chest and just holds you like that for hours.

Or she won’t pick you up and kneels down and pulls you close to her and holds you tight.

Luisa will purposely put things on high shelf’s or places you can’t reach just so you need her help.

She always teases you when you have to reach something.

You get revenge by hiding things in tight areas or places that are too small for her.

Luisa will always tease you about your height but if you don’t like it, she’ll stop.

Luisa has nicknames for you related to your height like: doll, shorty, pin sized, fun sized.

You call her: teddy bear, cuddle bug and big baby.

Cuddles with Luisa are even better than hugs.

Luisa is a complete cuddle bug and loves cuddling you especially because of how perfectly you fit in her arms.

Luisa always big spoons you because you’re too short to even try to big spoon her.

Luisa is scared of rolling over in her sleep crushing you, you always tell her thats never gonna happen.

Sometimes you sleep on top of Luisa and she’s holds you tight and plays with your hair.

When Luisa takes naps, she puts her head on your chest and holds you softly and you rub her back and help her go to sleep.

Luisa loves your size and loves you so much.

What anout a Luisa x a Reader who is skilled in massagong, like, the kind of skill that makes anyone melt out of relaxarion and the reader always hellps Luisa to relax after her long days of work, because ley's be honest, agter all the weight luisa has to carry, she deserves a good relaxing massage.

Love it!

Your arrangement had started after you had her help move a particularly heavy screen. She had been rather hesitant at first, feeling that she didn’t deserve such luxuries.

“This isn’t so bad, now is it?” You asked her exposed back as you kneaded her shoulders.

“No.” She sighed. You grinned at how hard she was trying to not be vocal. From then on, once a week, you would have her come over, just to move the screen s few inches, and the reward her with a nice massage.

“So we’re gonna have to stop doing this.” Luisa said during one of your weekly meetups.

“What? Why?” You asked.

“W-well, I l-like you and I uh.” She hesitated, rubbing the back of her neck.

“I like you too.” You said, stepping closer. “All the more reason to keep giving you free-bees.”

“But, won’t your other clients have a problem with this?”

“Don’t worry about them. Now strip and get on the table, I want to see if that knot in your left shoulder is resolving.” Luisa nodded and did as she was told once you were out of the room. By the time you moved in together, the familiarity with her body made the massages therapeutic for you as well, and when she was in her room, she felt no particular compilation to be quiet. You earned small gasps and sighs as your hands worked, the tension draining from her bit by bit until she was completely relaxed. Then it was time for a shower and off to bed, where you’d be snuggled close, her relaxed body, drawing comfort from your presence.

• Taking Care of Injured Sevika •

It's like pulling teeth.

Sevika is kind of an asshole whenever she's wounded, to be honest.

Like, you're not just fighting her stubbornness here, you're also battling her ego, too.

She will downplay any injury she obtains even if it's her literal metal prosthetic torn straight off.

Even if said prosthetic is just a hunk of steel scrap on the ground now and her stub is oozing pink Shimmer everywhere.

Sevika's first instinct will be to practically throw you off of her when you rush to her aid.

She will be gruff, crude and absolutely boorish.

She will tell you that she is fine and to stop being so damn dramatic.

She will bark at you to fetch her a strong drink while she collapses down onto your shared apartments couch and lights up a cigarette.

To say Sevika is an unruly patient is an egregious understatement.

Plus, the woman is built like a brick wall so it's not like you can force her to do anything she doesn't want to do, even if it's for her own benefit.

At times it seems like she'd much rather bleed out and die than let you tend to her.

The only time Sevika even half listens to you is through bribery.

If you offer something she wants than maybe, maybe she will spend the day in bed resting or actually let you change her bandages or take the medicine you prescribe her.

There are only two sure fire ways to motivate her into doing what you say.

You either tell her that you will give her a nice, rare vintage bottle of alcohol or that you'll let her do anything she wants to you in the bedroom once she recovers.

Summed up nicely, Sevika's passions are fighting, which is why she's injured in the first place, a nice bottle of aged whiskey or scotch and you naked in bed.

It's not like you mind spending money on a nice vintage for your girlfriend and you mind even less being completely at the sexy, buff lady's mercy but still...

The fact that you have to resort to buying her off in some way just to get her to heal properly is ridiculous.

Whenever you try to disinfect a flesh wound she hisses from the sting and makes it seem like a personal attack to her.

The gray eyed glare she fixes you is murderous to say the least and it's a good thing she can't kill with just a look, otherwise you'd be dead.

And, don't even get me started on how grumpy Sevika is in the days that follow.

When she has visible bandages wrapped around her like a mummy, when her damaged metal prosthetic is in a sling, waiting for a mechanic to come and fix it. (It being too wrecked for her to make her own repairs)

You've theorized that Sevika's aversion to being seen injured has to do with her ego as well and that she doesn't want others, especially Silco and his underlings to see her as "weak".

She has a reputation to maintain after all as being the scariest lady in the Undercity.

So when she does get hurt she feels like her whole position may be threatened and the bruise to her self esteem is way worse than whatever bodily injury she did receive.

Never mind the fact that 9 out of 10 times it's her opponent who she fought that has to spend months in the hospital recovering from the damage she caused.

You try to be gentle and understanding of her pride since you know how challenging it can be maintaining her "not to be messed with", dangerous infamy.

The Undercity is a dog eat dog world after all, especially when working for Silco.

You have to conjure up the patience of a saint whenever she's injured.

You have to be on your best behavior because these are sensitive times and she tends to snap and growl.

You will have to stand your ground as well despite being a mere mouse up against a lion.

But seriously, "If she doesn't allow for the cut to be properly cleaned it will get infected!"

Rationally you know that your girlfriend would never hurt you but it is no trifling matter having to assert yourself against the beautiful giant.

When Sevika is in pain and injured her temperance becomes akin to a bear just awoken from hibernation.

Once you knocked a carafe of booze right out of her hand when she had been adamantly refusing to let you attend to her for going on hours.

Her blood was everywhere around your shared apartment and she needed to be properly cleaned.

As the alcohol splashed across the whole room and shattered glass made it's own mosaic onto the floor the look the enforcer of Zaun had given you made you freeze like a deer in headlights.

Though despite her bone chilling glare it was quickly replaced with a smug, almost proud smirk.

That night only resulted in her yanking you towards her by the flesh of your hips and having her way with you.

It is very challenging to get Sevika to focus on the task at hand, which is tending to the wounds and allowing for them to heal.

She just wants to smoke, drink and have you beneath her.

Though despite her thorny, brutish behavior when hurt she does deep down feel gratitude towards you.

And, it's certainly no turn off for her having you as her nurse.

Sevika just isn't used to someone caring for her and actually wanting to take care of her, okay.

The reason she's such a bitch to you is because you're making her feel all soft and warm inside and she hates it.

Like, no, stop fussing over her and making her feel loved.

But, also don't stop and she secretly appreciates you so much.

Sevika knows she is difficult and chances are she will always be difficult but subtly she does show you how much she loves you.

She is not one to do anything she doesn't want to do, so if she actually hated you taking care of her, you'd be thrown straight through a window.

And, though she argues against your ministrations to the enth degree it's just a small way of maintaining her pride.

In truth Sevika knows what sorry state she'd be in without you to care for her.

And, even more does she know how broken her heart would be if she didn't have your love.