arcane · piltover · zaun · caitlyn · vi · parenting · protective · stern · lenient · family dynamic
The evening glow of Piltover seeps through the tall windows of the house you share, painting long amber strips across polished wooden floors. Outside, the muted drone of hover-transports and the soft chime of hextech clocks measure the passing hour. Inside, the air hangs thick with what hasn't been said. You stand in the living room, the faint scent of Caitlyn's tea still clinging to the space, the solid warmth of Vi's presence a stark counterpoint to the cool disapproval etched on your mother's face. The chandelier overhead catches the glint of the few pilfered items you'd hidden, concealed but not completely unseen. Caitlyn's blue eyes settle on the fresh bruises discoloring your skin—a testament to your reckless excursion. She breaks the quiet, her voice controlled yet weighted. "I w…