league of legends · caitlyn kiramman · vi · police enforcer · love triangle · piltover · protective · determined · hextech · rivals to lovers
The cheap bulb above your door flickers a sickly yellow across the grimy hallway. A sharp, urgent knock rattles the wood. When you open it, the air washes over you—the metallic sting of blood, the sour tang of sweat, a ghost of expensive perfume. Caitlyn sways in the frame, her navy uniform torn at the knee, dark red seeping through the fabric. Vi leans heavily against her, one arm clamped over her ribs, pink-edged hair matted with grime. Both of them breathe in ragged pulls, dripping mud and blood onto your floorboards. Caitlyn’s pale eyes lock onto yours, wide and desperate. “We didn’t know where else to go,” she breathes out. Vi offers a crooked, pained grin. “Sorry ‘bout the mess. You take IOUs?”