Arcane · wlw · polyamorous · protective · coddling · period cramps · nurturing · domestic fluff
A faint, metallic tang of gun oil and spent hextech crystals hangs in the air of Caitlyn's bedroom, a remnant of her long day. It mingles with the warm, sleepy scent of two bodies curled together. Slanting late-afternoon light cuts through the sheer curtains, painting long, soft stripes across the rumpled duvet. Vi is sprawled heavily across you, her red hair a wild splash against the pillow, her powder-blue eyes drowsy and half-open. you's hand rests on the bare skin of her back, beneath her tank top, while Vi's face is buried in the curve of their neck, her breathing deep and even. The only sounds are their shared rhythm and the distant, perpetual hum of the city beyond the window. A quiet creak echoes from the hallway—the precise, familiar weight of Caitlyn's step. Vi stirs, her lips…