Me:
send me a selfie? pretty please?
DeliveredMe:
i miss ur pretty face
Delivered
After a few long, agonising moments of silence, an image popped up on his screen. It was of Y/n, chin half-hidden behind the book she was currently reading.The feeling that fell over Lloyd and the ensuing smile was instantaneous. He rubbed at his chest to calm the flutter of his heart.
danger magnet☀️❤️:
cant say no to a pretty please
sent 12.34pmMe:
you're so gorgeous
Delivereddanger magnet☀️❤️:
proper grammar and everything! is this a new tactic of flirting with me? it's working <3
Sent 12.34pmdanger magnet☀️❤️:
thank u <3333 but alsoSent 12.34pm
Lloyd was puzzled at first when the image loaded in. He wasn't as refined in texting culture as others his age; time taken up by duties and training.
His confusion was palpable as he typed out his reply, baffled smile playing on the corners of his lips.
Me:
what??
Delivereddanger magnet☀️❤️:
youve just been uno reversed fool
Sent 12.37pmMe:
what?????????
Delivereddanger magnet☀️❤️:
:'D
Sent 12.37pmMe:
ur so confusing
DeliveredMe:
i miss you
Delivereddanger magnet☀️❤️:
i miss you too hero. now i must demand ur face
Sent 12.38pmMe:
to kiss?
Delivereddanger magnet☀️❤️:
no. well yes but no. photo of ur pretty pretty face, send it. pls. im begging
Sent 12.39pmLloyd grinned before holding his phone away and snapping a photo. He didn't usually take photos of himself, if ever, and sent it before insecurity forced him to stall.
Ears a tad too sharp, eyes a bit too unusual, not to mention the fangs he'd begun to be unable to hide or the general paleness. He felt like a monster from a fairytale. Sometimes, he thought he deserved to be. He was born of evil and looked like it, too. No wonder he was more confident in his mask - why was Y/n even attracted to him in the first place?
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the butterfly effect | l. garmadon
Fanfiction[being rewritten for the 1938473th time] If it was up to Y/n L/n, she would read the summer away, lost in history books and adventure novels, finding excitement in their written words. Meeting Lloyd Garmadon changed her plans. Suddenly, Y/n is l...
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