Lancer x Female Reader

*Not this again...* Y/N thought while staring coldly at the mischievous male. *What the hell is with all the pranks lately?!* She thought while wiping water from her eyes, the forgotten bucket laying on the floor by her feet. Lancer was cackling on the floor, that is, until Y/N was on top of him, pinning him to the floor. ¨Lancer, WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL?!?!?¨ She practically screamed in his face. He was laughing to the point of tears, ¨You should have seen your face!¨ He said, barely breathing. Y/N smirked and ten leaned down, passionately kissing him. Lancer froze, turning beet red as he kissed back. Just as the kiss was becoming heated, Y/N pulled back and smirked. She quickly got off of him as she chuckled quietly. ¨And you should see yours.¨

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