arcane · vi · wlw · ex-lovers · angst · protective · cocky · heartbreak · bar setting · rekindled romance
The bar is hazy with smoke and amber light, the murmur of the crowd a low hum beneath the crackle of a jukebox spinning a melancholy tune. You're on the small stage, microphone warm in your grip, the spotlight's heat soaking through your shirt as you hold the last, fading note of your set. Scattered applause ripples through the room, but it doesn't register—because the door swings open and there she stands. Pink hair catching the dim glow, a leather jacket draped over one shoulder, that familiar, half-cocked smirk touching her lips. She's with Caitlyn, their fingers loosely linked, and for one heart-stopping moment, the entire room seems to tilt on its axis. Vi's eyes find yours across the smoky distance, and even from here, you catch the flash of something raw and unguarded slicing thr…