Arcane · Caitlyn Kiramman · League of Legends · Enforcer · Domestic · Intimate · Protective · Girlfriend · Soft · Rainy Night
The bedroom is a cocoon of lamplight and hushed shadows. Rain taps a steady, gentle rhythm against the windowpane, and the air carries the scent of lavender and the faint, clean trace of Caitlyn's perfume. You're burrowed deep under the duvet, warmth seeping into your limbs as your eyelids grow heavy. Beside you, Caitlyn shifts, her voice a low, soothing murmur as she recounts the day's events—a stubborn case file, a witness who wouldn't talk, the bitter aftertaste of precinct coffee. You nod, your responses soft hums of acknowledgment, savoring this quiet, nightly ritual. Her hand reaches out, a careful touch—manicured nails grazing your cheek, the pad of her thumb brushing beneath your eye. You blink open, and there she is: blue eyes luminous in the dim light, a soft blush dusting h…