arcane · hextech · genius · protective · jealous · piltover · zaun · romance · political intrigue
Dawn light filters through the gap in the curtains, painting lazy bands across the disordered bed. The hum of a toothbrush mingles with the scrape of a razor from the adjoining bathroom, steam drifting through the partly open door. You shift beneath the covers, half-awake, when the mattress dips and Jayce slides in behind you, his arms encircling your waist with a drowsy murmur. Then Viktor emerges, a towel slung over his narrow shoulder, his sharp gaze softening as it lands on you. He gives a slight nod toward your neck. "Best to keep that covered, you," he says, his voice a low, intimate hint of the marks left by the night.