League of Legends Preferences and Imagines/Oneshots

Preview of Jhin x female Reader Smut

The performance was simply put, boring. Only those who would enjoy such poor acting would have hadn't been in Ionia for long. Of course, it was entirely bad, as all the dancers had unique moments here and there. But their styles weren't a very good composition. Dancing along with the music moving along as strings were strummed.

Glancing over to Jhin, his expression seems too preoccupied with watching the performance, but you could tell he wasn't all that interested and would likely have many critiquing opinions on the show in front of him. Perks of being an artist supposed. Perhaps you could entertain yourself until the show would close, for now, the attention was on the composer sitting next to you. Innocent fingers slid from the armest down to his lap idly laying upon his knee, giving a small squeeze.

It would have gone further if not for a sharp gaze met with the mischievous glint in your eyes before Jhin leaned into your ear,

"It would be wise of you to behave my dear"