jinx x fem!reader x powder
summary: a birthday party didn't have any right to cause such a hustle. now your best friend—and longtime crush—won't even look into your eyes!
cw modern au some sort of love triangle or reader is just messy jinx is a a spoiled brat but she wants you she also vapes weed and alcohol consumption reader is feminine, sowwy
powder and jinx lanes. local twins and—honorary name—double trouble. just turned 21, both in college. in the mouth of every young folk ever since they were 12, when they both dyed their hair blue and never again saw their brown roots. they were just too cool for this shitty town, and everyone wanted a piece of them.
powder was the kind, social butterfly. down-to-earth and enthusiast active member of the community. it was no surprise she got elected to be president of the student council without any campaign.
jinx... she's considered the rude one. her punk style wasn't only style, she was all about defying authority. but she was even smarter than powder, and captain of the soccer team; expelling her because she started and encouraged a food war at lunch wasn't even considered.
not that her father would allow it.
they were adopted by vander and silco after their parents died and vi, older sister, was sent to juvie for a few years. vander owned the most popular bar downtown, and silco... he's got money and power. though they mean good for the town, nobody messed with them. or their daughters.
you were powder's friend. you all attended to the same kindergarten and while jinx bit random children's arms, powder was making friends left and right. only you stayed by her side ever since. you and jinx don't really like each other, your patience is thin and jinx found it amusing to push your buttons, if you stay in the same room for more than an hour, you'll most likely end up fighting.
but today is their birthday! and you were helping them set up their giant house for a party.
you were carrying balloons into the main room, powder walking beside you, her hands were filled with cake boxes.
"you think we'll get in trouble for this?"
"doubt it," she replied, shaking her head. "dad and dad are out of town. no way they find out about this party."
you hummed in acknowledgement, setting the bag of balloons down on the coffee table and started blowing one up.
the sound of a car door shutting outside had you both glancing at each other. the party was still in its early preparation and guests weren't supposed to arrive until a few hours later.
powder raised an eyebrow. "who the hell could that be?"
you shrugged and stood up from the couch, heading over to the window to see what was going on.
it was a car you've never seen before. it was definitely an expensive one; black and shiny. the windows were tinted, so you couldn't even see the driver sitting inside, until you realized.
"no fuckin— powder," you called her, motioning for her to approach the window. "is that violet? why didn't you tell me she was coming to zaun?"
violet is five years older than you, after juvie she surprised everyone by getting a job at the enforcement department of piltover. oh, and she's engaged to piltover's counselor's daughter, caitlyn.
powder was at your side in a second, standing on her tiptoes to get a better look at the car parked on the driveway.
"i didn't know," she replied in a hushed voice, sounding as surprised as you were. "but that's definitely her."
"damn..." you sighed when you saw the driver get down of the car. violet's got taste, caitlyn is too hot to be real.
you received a little slap on your arms. "stop it," she scolded, shooting you a disapproving look. "she's engaged, idiot."
powder rolled her eyes, but didn't get a chance to reply because the doorbell rang at that moment.
"i'll get it!" powder said before you could even offer, and darted into the hall.
you leaned against the window frame, arms crossed over your chest. you could see violet and caitlyn standing on the porch; caitlyn was holding a fancy gift box. powder greeting them enthusiastically, but your attention was mostly on caitlyn. she was definitely more beautiful in person, slim waist, curvy figure and long legs.
you let your eyes travel slowly from her long ponytail to her slim neck, all the way down to the sharp heels she was wearing.
you were practically checking her out... until you heard powder's unamused voice from the hall.
you quickly looked away from the window, just in time to see powder and the two women coming into the room. you pretended to be suddenly very interested in the balloons on the table, but you could feel powder side-eyeing you.
she was starting to pout, so you're quick to wrap your arms around her waist from the side.
"don't worry sugar, it's your window i'm crawling into every night." you said too sweetly.
she elbowed you gently, trying to hold back a smile. caitlyn and violet tried to hide their grins at the playful banter between you and powder, but it was obvious they were amused.
"anyways." powder cleared her throat, gently removing herself from your arms as if just remembering they had company. she approached caitlyn and violet with a smile. "it's so nice to see you guys. are you staying for the party tonight?"
"we wouldn't miss it for the world," violet replied, hugging powder tightly.
caitlyn smiled warmly. "we brought you a little something." she held the gift box, offering it to powder.
"oh, guys, you didn't have to." powder took the box carefully, her eyes lighting up at the golden bow wrapped around it.
"open it!" you urged, curious to see what they got.
powder laughed, shaking her head at your impatience. with nimble fingers, she pulled the ribbon and lifted the lid. you peered over her shoulder, and your eyebrows shot up when you saw the elegant golden watch sitting inside.
"oh my god. it's beautiful." powder breathed, gingerly lifting the watch to admire it.
caitlyn smiled proudly. "it's a limited edition, from one of piltover's best jewellers."
"and really expensive," you muttered under your breath. violet heard you anyway, shooting you a pointed look, you shrugged sheepishly.
much to your dismay, obnoxious steps were coming down the stairs in that moment. she probably heard guests and decided to make an entrance in hopes of getting a gift too. jinx had ignored you when you asked her to help earlier.
she waltzed into the room, a lazy hand running through her messy blue hair. "is the party starting already?" she drawled, eyeing caitlyn and violet with a smirk. her eyes darted down to the gift in powder's hands, and a flicker of envy passed across her face. "what's that?" she asked nonchalantly.
powder held up the watch for jinx to see, a proud smile on her face. "a present from cait and violet. isn't it pretty?" she gushed, ignoring jinx's sour expression.
"sure," jinx replied with a scoff, clearly unimpressed. "another gift from your favorite topside friends."
her tone was bitter, and it was no secret she didn't like caitlyn very much, she loves violet though, things just changed between them after she joined the police force.
powder's smile wavered slightly, and you could tell she was hurt by jinx's response.
violet, ever the peacekeeper, stepped forward and tried to diffuse the tension. "relax, jinx. there's enough gifts to go around."
jinx rolled her eyes, slouching against the wall. "yeah, right. it's not like i'm the last person anyone would think about when it comes to buying gifts." she mumbled sulkily.
"stop trying to make everyone pity you," you rolled your eyes, plopping down on the couch next to powder. "silco literally gave you a car and it's parked outside."
jinx crossed her arms defensively, her bottom lip jutting out in a childish pout.
"yeah, but it's not the same," she whined. "it's not like anyone actually cares enough to, i don't know, buy something special just for me."
"oh my god, spare us the martyr act, jinx." you said drily. "stop acting like you don't get showered with gifts on every occasion."
jinx bristled at the truth in your words, but before she could come up with a retort, powder intervened.
"guys, come on," she pleaded, clearly not amused by their bickering. "it's our birthday, remember? can we please just have one day where you two don't fight?"
you and jinx fell silent at powder's plea, both of you looking guilty for ruining the moment. the last thing you wanted was to distress her on her birthday.
you huffed quietly, nuzzling by her side in a silent apology, she patted your head affectionately.
caitlyn chose this moment to speak up, her melodic voice breaking the silence. "you know," she said lightly, glancing at jinx. "we actually did get something for you too."
jinx perked up at that, snapping her intense eyes away from you and powder as the sulky pout disappearing from her face instantly. she straightened up from her slouched position against the wall, her expression curious.
"you what?" she asked, trying to sound nonchalant but failing. her eagerness was blatantly obvious.
caitlyn chuckled, clearly amused by jinx's sudden change of attitude. "here." she gestured for jinx to come forward, and jinx didn't need to be told twice. she practically sprinted over to where caitlyn was standing, eyes fixed on the gift she was holding.
she snatched the box from caitlyn's hand eagerly, her fingers working quickly to undo the wrapping paper, revealing a shiny new vape pen inside the box. her eyes widened in disbelief, and her usual tough demeanor faded away for a fleeting moment.
"no way," she breathed, carefully picking up the sleek device and turning it over in her hands.
"it's one of the new models," caitlyn supplied, a smug smile on her lips. "i know how much you love those things."
powder wasn't looking too happy, her usual cheerful expression replaced by a frown. she hated jinx's vaping habit, and it was clear she wasn't thrilled about caitlyn buying her a brand new device to feed her addiction.
but she kept her mouth shut, not wanting to cause another argument.
jinx was completely oblivious to powder's displeasure, too busy admiring her new acquisition. she was already puffing on the vape like a pro, exhaling clouds of smoke with a satisfied grin.
"this is the best gift ever," she declared, looking at caitlyn with uncharacteristic gratitude.
caitlyn nodded, clearly pleased with herself. even you had to admit, it was a good choice. "glad you like it," she said, a hint of satisfaction in her tone.
you sighed loudly, "well, pow-pow and i gotta keep setting up the house. little miss here invited almost everyone in town and then pretended to be sick," you glared at jinx.
she had the decency to look a little sheepish as she took another drag from her new vape. "i wasn't pretending," she protested, "i just... didn't feel that well."
powder scoffed, clearly not buying her excuse. "yeah, right, you just didn't want to do any work."
jinx stuck her tongue out at her twin, clearly unrepentant. "not my fault if i wanted to focus on being a party animal instead of playing party planner," she retorted.
"no worries," you feigned a friendly smile. "you're in charge of cleaning up the aftermath."
jinx groaned dramatically at your words, her expression one of sheer agony.
"ugh, please don't make me. that's gonna take forever!" she whined, her bottom lip jutting out in a dramatic pout.
"too bad, so sad," powder said mercilessly, stifling a laugh. "you should've thought about that before playing sick and bailing on your duties."
jinx sulked, her good mood completely ruined by the thought of having to clean up after her own party.
"you're all cruel to me," she muttered, slumping back against the wall. "i'm the birthday girl, you're supposed to pamper me."
"pow-pow here ain't complaining," you smirked, hugging your best friend once again—hardly ever keeping your hands to yourself—she leaned into your touch.
"that's because i prefer to be useful instead of lounging around like a spoiled brat all day," she teased, glancing at jinx pointedly.
jinx pretended to be offended, placing a hand over her chest dramatically. "hey, i'll have you know lounging around is a full-time job. not everyone can be as annoyingly productive as you."
you snorted, not even bothering to hide your amusement. "yes, you wish sitting on your ass and vaping all day was the epitome of productivity," you deadpanned.
jinx flipped you off, her expression a mix of annoyance and mock indignation. "don't act like you're any better," she retorted. "i've seen how many hours you spend glued to your phone, scrolling through cat videos."
"sue me!" you stuck out your tongue.
violet and caitlyn ended up helping out too, unlike jinx who pretended to hang up a banner as she watched the tv.
after another hour, you were finally free to get ready. both powder and jinx loved doing makeup, but you'd rather eat pineapple pizza than let her do your eyeshadow.
you were too content with pow-pow perched up on your lap, letting her do your face as she pleased. powder was a natural at it. her hands were gentle and steady as she applied various shades of eyeshadow to your eyelids, making your eyes pop. her tongue was stuck out in concentration, her brows deeply creased as she blended the colors together.
you sat patiently, doing your best to not squirm as she worked her magic. her closeness was both comforting and slightly distracting. your hands were resting on her legs—well, more like restless, as you played with the loose strands of her denim shorts.
powder tried to swat your hands away a few times, but it was pointless. your touch was light and playful, tracing the exposed skin of her thighs.
"you're distracting me," she chided, her cheeks tinting pink as she focused on your makeup.
you smiled innocently, feigning ignorance even though you both knew what you were doing.
"i'm just keeping my hands busy," you said, your fingers dancing along her soft skin. powder huffed, but she didn't push your hands away again.
"you're just being a pest," she muttered, her cheeks growing more flushed with every touch. she tried to focus on your makeup, but it was clear that your subtle advances were getting to her.
you could hear the party guests beginning to arrive, the distant voices and laughter growing louder by the minute. but your attention was solely on the girl perched in your lap.
"not my fault you're so soft," you hummed, squeezing lightly.
powder's breath hitched at the pressure, her body tensing momentarily before she relaxed again. she was trying to act unaffected, but you knew her too well.
"i'm going to mess up your makeup at this rate," she scolded, her voice slightly strained.
you chuckled, your grip on her thighs tightening just a fraction. you could feel the heat radiating off her skin, her body responding to your every touch.
"i don't care," you said huskily. "you can mess up my makeup all you want."
powder let out a shaky breath, her eyes darting away from your face. she was trying to keep her cool, but you could see the subtle signs of her growing desire. her lips parted slightly, her cheeks were blushing furiously, and her breathing was becoming more ragged.
but she remained composed, her hands continuing to work on your makeup despite her obvious distraction.
"there," powder said, finally setting her makeup brushes aside. "done." she slid off your lap, standing up and stepping back to admire her handiwork.
you let out an exhale, the absence of her warm weight on your thighs making you feel strangely hollow.
you got up as well, moving over to the full-length mirror on the wall to inspect your new look.
sure enough, powder had worked her magic once again. your eyes looked striking, framed by expertly blended shades of black and grey. she'd even managed to add a subtle glittery touch, making your eyes look wide and captivating.
"damn, pow-pow," you murmured, admiring your reflection. "you outdid yourself this time."
powder smiled, clearly pleased with your reaction. she loved putting makeup on you, and she always got a kick out of your praise.
"thank you, babe." you gave her a loud smooch on the cheek.
powder's face softened at the familiar affectionate gesture, her cheeks tinted pink once again.
"of course," she replied affectionately, watching as you grabbed your clothes and headed towards the bathroom to get changed.
the sound of guests filing into the house echoed in the background, the party officially in full swing.
you put on the revealing dress you chose for the occasion, taking a deep breath and steadying yourself for the night ahead. you knew it'd be a chaotic evening, filled with drinking, dancing, and possibly some drama courtesy of jinx.
but for now, you took a moment to appreciate the quiet solitude of the bathroom and the way the dress made you feel: confident and sexy.
you felt a pang of excitement mixed with nervousness as you opened the bathroom door and stepped back out into powder's room, where she was trying to zip up her dress.
she was struggling with the zipper, her slender fingers unable to reach the top. "ugh, i can never get this stupid thing by myself," she muttered in frustration, her expression bordering on a pout.
you couldn't help but chuckle at the sight. despite her usually composed demeanor, powder could be ridiculously clumsy at times.
"here, let me help." you moved behind her, easily reaching the stubborn zipper and pulling it up effortlessly.
powder mumbled a muttered "thank you" as she smoothed down the fabric of the dress. it fit her perfectly, hugging her slight curves and highlighting her petite frame.
"i really need to invest in some dresses with easier zippers," she grumbled irritably.
"you look gorgeous," you purred, still standing behind her as you felt up her sides. "prettiest birthday girl ever."
powder chuckled at your words, her frustration melting away in an instant.
"you're biased," she retorted, glancing back at your reflection with a playful glint in her eyes.
"i'm just stating facts," you smirked, your hands roaming over her waist and hips.
you couldn't help it, the sight of her in that dress was intoxicating. her body, the way the fabric accentuated every curve and dip. she was irresistible.
"are you planning to get some tonight...?"
powder's cheeks tinted slightly at your suggestive tone, her eyes briefly meeting yours before darting away.
"maybe. depends on how the night goes," she replied coyly, a smirk playing at the corner of her lips.
your hands still lingered on her hips, the possessive side of you not wanting to let go. but you fought against the urge, knowing that powder was free to flirt and mingle with whoever she wanted.
"choose wisely," you suggested, leaning to gently brush your nose to the side of her neck. "not anyone is deserving of such delicious treat..."
powder shivered slightly at the feather-light touch of my nose against her skin, her breath hitching ever so slightly.
"don't worry," she replied, her voice soft. "i have high standards."
you hummed in response, your fingers tracing lazy circles on her hips. it was almost torturous, wanting her so badly and having to be hands-off.
"and what exactly are your standards?" you murmured against her neck, your lips ghosting just barely over her pulse point.
she turned her head to glance at you over her shoulder, the air felt more charged than ever. you thought this might be the moment everything changed, something you've been imagining since you were fourteen.
but no, because jinx then banged on the door claiming she can't be hostess on her own.
the sudden interruption completely shattered the intimate moment between you and powder. you groaned under your breath, irritation flaring up at the perfect timing jinx had to have.
powder sighed, stepping slightly away from you, "sounds like my services are needed out there," she said half jokingly.
you gritted your teeth, trying to tamper down your annoyance.
"yeah, better go see what the spoiled princess wants." you tried to make your tone playful, but annoyance still seethed underneath the surface.
powder rolled her eyes affectionately, "i promise i'll come find you later," she said sweetly, squeezing your hand briefly before slipping out of the room.
you stared after her, my heart still racing from the interrupted moment. damn jinx.
powder walks out of her room, passing by her sister. that's when you see her—skimpy mini skirt, leather, multiple belts hanging by her round hips, high boots over fishnet tights hugging her legs, all that matching the tight top that could pass as another belt. she looked hot, ridiculously hot.
you brush away your thoughts, walking up to her. "jinx, you didn't have to grab pieces of fabric from the trash can! i could've spared you a dress, y'know?"
jinx turned to look at you, that specific smirk she always has when bickering with you painted on her face.
"please, as if i'd ever wear the frilly, girly stuff you have in your closet," she scoffed, placing her hands on her hips and silently calling for your attention.
her outfit left very little to the imagination, her toned muscles clearly visible beneath the tight fabric. you had to quickly avert your eyes before you started staring like a creep.
"yeah yeah, and your style is so much better," you retorted sarcastically, gesturing to her outfit with a flick of your hand. "you look like you raided a punk rock thrift store and called it fashion."
"at least i have style," she shot back, her gaze raking up and down your body in a way that made your skin prickle. "you just look like a walking advertisement for lulu lemon."
shit—you had to bite your lip to keep yourself from smiling, too obvious. that had been annoyingly funny, and she noticed.
"oh, did i actually manage to make you laugh?" she teased, clearly enjoying your momentary slip-up.
you quickly recomposed myself, shaking your head in mock annoyance. "in your dreams," you replied, crossing your arms over your chest protectively.
jinx took a step closer, her eyes glinting mischievously. "awe, don't be like that," she cooned, her voice low and taunting. "admit it, you like the way i dolled up."
you bit the insides of your cheek, hating how her proximity was making your heart flutter ever so slightly.
"you're delusional," you muttered, "you're like a poor attempt of a junky groupie."
jinx feigned a mock gasp, clutching a hand dramatically to her chest.
"excuse you," she said, her tone full of fake outrage. "i'll have you know that this is the height of punk fashion."
"more like the height of desperate for attention."
"and yet you can't seem to take your eyes off me."
damn it, she had you there. you quickly averted your gaze, trying to ignore the heat that was creeping up your neck. "you must be drunk already," you muttered, making your way downstairs to the party.
jinx followed you, her footsteps surprisingly swift despite the tall boots. "nah, just high."
"what?" you frowned up at her, continuing to walk down the stairs. "you smoked without me?"
while powder was very much against drugs, you definitely didn't mind having a joint or two weekly. it was the only time you and jinx didn't bother with bickering.
"you sound jealous," she teased, walking next to you as you descended the stairs.
"I am." you retorted, unable to help yourself. the thought of jinx smoking without you actually kind of bothered you. "what do you mean i'm sober and you're high?"
jinx hummed, her steps confident and cocky., "not my fault you've been too busy to toke up with me lately," she replied, her tone somewhat playful.
you bit your lip, knowing she was right. you had been busy setting up the party. she could've called you, though...
"yeah, well... i've had other things on my mind."
jinx raised an eyebrow at that, her gaze shifting to you, "what's more important than getting high with me?"
"powder," you shrugged easily, too busy looking around the crowded room to notice the way jinx's expression faltered for a split second, a flicker of hurt flashing in her eyes.
she quickly masked it with her signature smirk, trying to brush it off. "right," she muttered, her voice almost too casual. "of course. perfect little pow-pow's top priority."
speaking of, you caught sight of her across the room, talking to a group of people and laughing. seeing her in that dress stirred another feeling, a mixture of admiration and something more complicated.
"don't have too much fun," you smiled to jinx, putting aside your differences for a moment as you smooched her cheek the same way you usually do to powder. "happy birthday." you softly said to her ear.
jinx was caught off guard by the sudden affection, her cheeks tinting slightly pink. her smirk faded, replaced by a subtle softening of her features.
"thanks.." she mumbled, a hint of genuine gratitude in her voice.
you lingered for a moment, your nose gently brushing against her skin. then you stepped away, heading towards powder before you could think too much about what you were doing.
powder saw you approaching and her face lit up in a bright smile, her attention shifting away from the group she was talking to.
"there you are," she said warmly, her eyes sparkling as they roamed over you.
you couldn't help but smile back, "here i am."
powder took a step closer, her gaze admiring your outfit. "you look amazing," she murmured, her eyes roving slowly down your figure.
you blushed slightly at the compliment, your heart skipping a beat. "you're biased." you teased, repeating what she'd said to you earlier.
powder laughed, shaking her head. "just stating facts," she retorted, her hand finding your hip and giving it a light squeeze.
you bit your lip, fighting the urge to shiver at the contact. "flattery will get you everywhere," you joked, attempting to feign nonchalance.
"oh yeah?" powder raised an eyebrow, her thumb gently rubbing circles over your dress. you could feel the air getting charged again, just like in her room before jinx interrupted you. "everywhere, huh?" she murmured, her eyes locked on yours.
you were about to respond, but before you could, there was a sudden loud crash from the other side of the room.
you both turned to see jinx standing in the middle of a broken table, a stupid smirk on her face and an empty bottle of liquor in her hand. powder sighed, her hand falling away from your hip.
"great," she muttered. "already drunk."
you bit back a sarcastic retort, your irritation from before rushing back. it almost felt like she did it on purpose.
"and a show-off," you added, watching jinx as she high-fived some guy nearby.
powder shook head, clearly exasperated. "always making a scene."
"i'll get the broken glass." you reassured her with a smile.
"it's fine," you said, not letting her argue. "i'll clean this up. you go deal with jinx before she accidentally sets something on fire."
powder chuckled and rolled her eyes, knowing full well that jinx was capable of causing some kind of chaos when she was inebriated.
"thanks," she said, patting your shoulder before heading over to jinx to talk her down.
as you kneeled down to collect the broken glass, you tried to push aside your disappointment. this night was supposed to be about spending time with powder, not babysitting jinx.
you tried to focus on the task at hand, but your mind kept wandering back to how close you were to having powder all to yourself. it was infuriating, how jinx always managed to get in the way.
at least old sis' vi was there to help out. jinx does listen to her, and she calmed down by the time you were done cleaning up.
only then the party started for you, and you got to have a fun time with your friends. most importantly, with powder.
the night went on and you slowly started to forget about jinx's antics. you got to spend hours with powder, laughing, dancing, and chatting with others.
it was hard to keep your hands to yourself, but you managed. your eyes constantly flitted to her and you drank her in, admiring how stunning she looked in that dress, the way her face lights up when she laughs...
damn, you were really down bad for your best friend.
a friend came up with a polaroid camera, asking you to pose. powder grinned, immediately pulling you into position. she wrapped her arm around your waist, pulling you close to her side. you tried to ignore the way your heart fluttered, forcing a smile for the camera. powder's grip on you was possessive and it made something inside you feel warm and fuzzy.
your cheeks pressed together as you smiled, you felt so giddy. you barely got to see it before said friend asked for another one.
as if sharing the same braincell, you and powder faced each other and touched lips, lingering for the picture, only for the picture, of course.
you swallowed the lump in your throat as the picture developed, revealing the moment you'd just captured. it was almost too much, the way you were so close, your lips touching. all for the sake of a silly picture.
powder broke the moment by playfully nudging you with her hip.
"we look cute," she remarked, flashing a charming smile.
"as always," you retorted, trying to sound casual and unaffected.
though your voice was a little more breathy than you would've liked, betraying just how much those five seconds of contact had affected you.
you quickly tried to change the subject. "you having a good birthday so far?"
powder nodded, her gaze lingering on you for a moment longer than necessary.
"yeah," she said, her voice low. "it's been a good night."
you nodded in agreement, your heart still racing from the way she was looking at you. even in the dim lighting, her eyes were as captivating as ever.
you opened your mouth to respond, but your friend interrupted, handing you the newly printed photo.
"here you go," she said, beaming brightly. "you guys look adorable."
you thanked her, looking down at the picture, your heart giving another little flutter as you saw how close you were. it was just an innocent picture, a silly snap of two best friends having fun.
but looking at the photo now, it felt almost intimate, like you'd shared a secret moment.
you glance at powder, finding her expression turning conflictive. before you could ask her what's wrong, she's pulled by other friends to join their conversation. you felt a pang of disappointment, your heart sinking a little as you watched powder get swept away.
you tried to push down your feelings of jealousy, telling yourself that you were being silly. powder had other friends, and it was her birthday. she couldn't just stick by your side all night.
a few moments later, you caught a glimpse of jinx stumbling to the backyard. you sighed and finished your drink, deciding to follow her before she got in trouble.
she was outside, leaning against the wall and nursing a bottle of liquor. when she saw you approaching, she rolled her eyes.
"great, here comes the fun police," she drawled sarcastically.
"i prefer 'responsible adult', thank you very much," i replied, coming to stand next to her.
jinx huffed, taking another sip of her drink. "how boring."
you nudged her with your shoulder, "are you having fun?"
"oh, loads," she retorted sarcastically, her expression turning bitter, "nothing like getting wasted and making a complete ass out of myself to ring in my birthday."
you rolled your eyes at her self-pitying, shaking your head in frustration. "you're so unnecessarily dramatic," you scolded. "you're not the only one who's drunk, but you're the only one acting like a fool."
jinx shot you a glare, her eyes gleaming defiantly. "oh, like you're the picture of perfection, you and powder are always so goddamn proper and perfect all the time. it's sickening."
you felt a pang of hurt at her words, it makes you realize you're not drunk enough yet, so you snatch the bottle from her hand and take a long sip. jinx watched you with a mix of surprise and annoyance.
"hey, that's my booze!" she protested, reaching to take it back.
you held it out of reach, taking another gulp. the alcohol burned your throat, but the heat spreading through your chest was welcome.
jinx gritted her teeth, a flash of irritation passing through her expression. "give it back," she commanded, her voice edged with annoyance. "that's the good stuff."
"nah," you replied bluntly and smirked, relishing in her frustration. "you've had enough."
"you're not my mom," she whined, her words slurring slightly.
"no, but i'm the only one with enough common sense right now," you shot back, taking another swig from the bottle.
jinx grumbled under her breath, her eyes narrowing as she watched you chugging back the alcohol.
"you're such a buzz kill..." she muttered, her tone sour.
you couldn't help but feel a bit of sympathy for her. this isn't how she usually is at parties, and it didn't feel right to see her sulk in her own birthday.
against your better judgment, you place a hand on her forearm, squeezing softly.
she flinched slightly, her eyes darting to your hand on her skin. her expression softened a bit, the anger and irritation fading from her face as she met your gaze.
"what?" she grumbled, her voice lacking its usual bite.
"you can't act like a spoiled brat for your entire birthday," you chided, your tone surprisingly tender. "what's the matter, jinx?"
jinx's bravado crumbled, her expression shifting from sulky to vulnerable in the span of a moment.
"nothing," she muttered, her gaze dropping to the ground.
you sighed, sensing that something was truly bothering her. "try again," you prompted gently. "something's clearly got you all twisted up, and i know it's not just the alcohol."
jinx's jaw clenched, her expression tightening as if she was warring with herself on whether to talk or keep quiet.
finally, she let out a frustrated huff, her words coming out a bit slurred.
"it's stupid," she muttered pitifully.
"tell me," you urged softly, your fingers gently stroking her arm in an attempt to soothe. "i won't think it's stupid."
jinx finally relented under your gentle coaxing, her shoulders sagging. "it's just..." she began, her voice cracking slightly, "everyone's having fun but me."
you could hear the childish petulance in her voice, but there was an underlying vulnerability that tugged at your heart.
"why's that?" you asked in hopes that she'd open up. everyone deserved to have a nice birthday, even the most obnoxious girl you know.
"because everyone's only focusing on powder," she whined, the jealousy in her voice clear. "it's like i don't even exist."
you bit back another scoff, resisting the urge to tell her to stop acting like a spoiled child.
but yeah, most people preferred spending time with powder rather than jinx. but it's because she pushes people away, purposefully making them upset or uncomfortable.
you hummed sympathetically, knowing there was some truth in her words. but you couldn't help but think she'd dug her own grave with her behaviour.
"i mean, you kind of bring it on yourself," you pointed out bluntly. "you're not exactly a joy to be around when you're behaving like a brat."
jinx gave you a sullen look, clearly not pleased with your honesty. "i can't help it," she muttered, her voice sulky. "i'm not a people pleaser like you and pow-pow."
you rolled your eyes, unable to deny the truth in her words. powder was naturally kind and sociable, while you were more reserved and observant around people.
and jinx was anything but polite and patient.
"you can at least try to be nicer, you know."
jinx scoffed, her lips turning into a scowl. "spare me the lecture," she muttered irritably. "i'm not changing who i am just to make people like me."
"then don't let it get to you," you shrugged, finding it easy to wrap your arm around her shoulder to pull her closer. "it's your birthday. you don't sit alone in the backyard with a beer and a cig."
jinx huffed, her sulky expression crumbling slightly as you pulled her closer. her resistance faded away, her body pressed against yours.
"i just... i want people to pay attention to me for once," she muttered sullenly, her eyes downcast. "it's my birthday, dammit."
your heart ached at the vulnerability in her voice. as annoying as jinx could be, you didn't like seeing her like this.
you pulled her even closer, your hand moving up to thread through her hair gently, careful to not mess up her braids. she leaned into your touch, her head tilting against your shoulder.
"they are paying attention to you," you replied, your tone softer. "everyone's here for you. they're just not as... demanding as you are."
"whatever," she muttered, her expression still sulky. "they're having fun without me. i feel like an afterthought."
"that's because you've been out here pouting instead of joining in," you pointed out, your fingers now massaging the nape of her neck. "you're making yourself a wallflower, you idiot."
"shut up," she muttered, her voice a petulant whine. "i'm not pouting..."
you kept your opinion to yourself this time, your fingers continuing to gently soothe her tense muscles.
there's a wave of silence, the music and chatting muffled from your spot. it was quite nice, jinx's natural body heat keeping you warm while you comforted her. who would've thought?
jinx's breathing slowed, her earlier sulkiness diminishing slightly as you continued to rub her neck. her body relaxed against yours, a quiet sigh escaping her lips.
you felt a pang of affection as she nuzzled her head even more into you, the tough exterior she usually wore crumbling before you. it wasn't unpleasant. in fact, you found yourself enjoying it more than you probably should.
jinx broke the silence, her voice a bit groggy.
"you're way too good at that," she mumbled, her cheek pressed against your shoulder. you smirked in amusement at her comment, your fingers continuing to massage the nape of her neck.
"you're just way too tense all the time," you replied, your tone playful.
"that's because i'm constantly surrounded by idiots," she muttered, her usual snarkiness missing.
"and you're the queen of idiots, right?"
you giggled quietly before kissing her forehead. jinx's eyes snapped open, her expression momentarily shocked. but her surprise quickly faded, replaced by a hint of... something else.
you were taken aback by your own actions, realizing that you'd mindlessly kissed her just like you'd do to powder. it felt natural, like second nature.
a moment of awkward silence passed as you both seemed to process what just happened. you felt your cheeks heating up, realizing that you'd overstepped. this was jinx you were dealing with, the last person you should be getting comfortable with.
however, jinx didn't protest. she didn't pull away. in fact, her gaze flickered up to meet your eyes, her expression strangely thoughtful. you held her gaze, trying to decipher what was going on in her head. her eyes darted down to your lips for a second, her own parted slightly.
it stirred something within you. you could feel the air shift, tension crackling. it felt like one of you was about to say something, but you both remained uncharacteristically quiet.
you could feel your heart pounding in your chest as both of you unconsciously inched closer, her breath warm against your lips. your mind was a mess of contradictions—telling you to pull away, but also pushing you to do the exact opposite.
the same conflict mirrored in jinx's eyes, her gaze both uncertain yet fixated on your lips, the way her breath hitched ever so softly you almost missed it.
your resolve was crumbling with every passing moment, the intensity of the situation becoming almost overwhelming. your gaze flicked from her blue eyes to her lips, landing on them for a second too long. god damnit, why did she have to look so captivating up close? her tongue darted out briefly to wet her lips, the action sending a jolt of desire right through you, your noses already brushing together.
this is wrong, a voice in the back of your mind chanted. she's obnoxious, rude, and downright insufferable most of the time. this is jinx, your best friend's annoying sister who's the opposite of you in every possible way.
but the voice was growing fainter and fainter, being silenced by the louder inner voice that was screaming to just take the jump, to give in to desire.
just one... a small, hesitant little peck to satisfy your curiosity.
the touch of her lips against yours sent electric sparks through your body. it was just a quick brush of lips, barely even a kiss. but it was enough to set your body on fire, leaving you craving more. you saw the same look of confusion mirrored in her eyes, her breath coming out slightly heavier.
"that was- that was the alcohol," you excused poorly.
"yeah, definitely the alcohol," jinx agreed quickly, her cheeks slightly flushed. "i can't believe i just... i mean, why would i-"
she trailed off, shaking her head as if to snap out of it. your eyes met again, both of you silently agreeing to brush it under the rug with the easy explanation—it was just the alcohol.
you both stood there awkwardly, the tension still thick.
jinx cleared her throat and rubbed the back of her neck, avoiding eye contact. she suddenly seemed very interested in examining a random spot on the ground.
the kiss had happened so fast that it was almost like it didn't even happen. except for how your lips still tingled from where they'd touched hers. unconsciously, you brought up your hand, tracing them faintly as if they hold a memory you didn't want to forget.
jinx noticed, her own eyes flickering down to your lips again for a split second.
she quickly looked away, neither knew what to say or do next. it wasn't like you could just pretend that tiny kiss didn't happen when both your faces were burning with embarrassment and... yearning for more. the silence stretched out, painfully awkward.
finally, after what felt like an eternity, jinx leaned in again.
your body moved before your brain could even process it. you responded instinctively, closing the distance and meeting her halfway. this time though, there was no hesitation, your lips pressed together properly this time, a real kiss forming instead of just an accidental brush like before.
jinx's lips were surprisingly soft against yours, and she kissed with a quiet urgency that made your stomach flip.
your hand instinctively moved to her face as you deepened the kiss slightly, the earlier awkwardness melting away into something far more intimate and heated. the world seemed to fade away, the muffled music and laughter from inside becoming nothing but background noise.
jinx kissed you with a passion you didn't know she had, her lips were warm and insistent, her hands gripping your waist lightly as if afraid you'd pull away again. you kissed back just as eagerly, pressing yourself against her until her back hit the wall.
it felt way too good, while it lasted.
why did you think you could get away from your best friend for so long? did you even think, at all?
the sound of powder's voice hit you like a bucket of ice water, making you both freeze mid-kiss. jinx pulled away immediately, from your hand the beer bottle you forgot you had slid off to the floor as you turned, mortified.
there stood powder, completely still, her face an unreadable mask. but you could see the exact moment realization dawned on her features... and it wasn't nice.
my fucking god i'm sleep deprived but here we are i guess ... thoughts?
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