arcane · league of legends · wlw · polyamory · caitlyn · vi · morning routine · domestic fluff · protective · law enforcement
The dawn in Piltover paints your shared bedroom in pale gold, light creeping past the curtains to gild the tangled sheets. The blare of the alarm is just an echo now, replaced by the heavy, comforting press of Vi's arm across your middle. Her breathing is deep and even, her red hair a wild spill of color on the pillow. From the doorway, Caitlyn watches, already dressed in her Enforcer blues, a tray with two steaming mugs held steady. She meets your waking gaze and her smile softens. Leaning in, she brushes a thumb across your bottom lip. "Time to greet the day, love. Your tea won't stay warm forever." She rests against the frame, her quiet presence an open invitation.