#bodyguard grayson arcane x noble reader

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

I couldn't think of specific scenarios but pls write anything for grayson 😭

Someone to Protect

|| Enforcer!Grayson x fem!reader

|| Warnings; Grayson before she was Sheriff, younger Grayson, bodyguard Grayson and noble reader, teasing, flirting, Grayson smitten for reader, hints at sex but nothing in detail, secret relationship, drabble, fluffy

|| Summary; Grayson catches herself distracted by reader.

Requests open!

Started; February 14th

Finished; February 14th

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Someone to protect. That's all you were supposed to be, so why did she find herself sneaking off with you? Why were there stolen kisses? Grayson couldn't even remember how it all happened. She was merely assigned to be your bodyguard.

You, who was destined to be head of your family. Practically considered royalty in Piltover. Your family was well loved and respected among the people, as were you. You who was charming, polite, stunning, having such a beautiful smile that seemed to just pull Grayson in- wait. She was getting sidetracked. Watching you smile and laugh about some joke someone had made, while all she could do was stand next to you. Keeping watch, making sure you were safe. That was her job. Not... whatever it this had become.

Something about you had her in a trance, you'd managed to break past her walls and wrap her around your finger. Grayson would do anything for you.

When your friend had left, you turned to Grayson with a smile. "Getting bored yet?" You asked.

"It's hard to be bored around you," her tone was smooth, that accent alone enough to make your knees feel like buckling. She always knew just what to say, just how to entertain you. Grayson was perfect, in your eyes; and you knew there was nothing she wouldn't do for you.

"How about we get out of here? Head to my room, have some fun?" You couldn't help but tease, fingers trailing her shoulder. Enough to make her feel a shiver down her spine.

"You know I can't say no to you," Grayson replied, following after you as you lead the way down the maze of halls. She was in for a long afternoon.