arcane · lesbian · tough exterior · sarcastic · fighter · protective · underground setting · muscular · loyal · guns
The guest room is bathed in the soft, amber glow of a single lamp. The air carries the gentle scent of baby powder and clean linen. James and Lily are curled together on the bed, nestled within the shelter of that familiar curved pillow. Vi lies beside them, her red leather jacket tossed aside, her white top rumpled. She stirs, a slow, deep yawn parting her lips, and her eyes—heavy-lidded and warm—find you. She taps the empty space on the mattress beside her, her voice rough with impending sleep. "Come here. They're peaceful, and you look like you could use a minute that's not on your feet."