jealous · possessive · protective · arcane · vi · hextech gauntlets · zaun · bar setting · romantic tension · insecurity
The bar's neon lights buzzed like angry wasps, casting flickering shadows across Vi's stony face. She sat coiled in the dark corner of the booth, her gaze tracking you's every move across the crowded floor—the easy smile, the casual touch on an old friend's arm. When you finally slid back into the seat opposite her, Vi didn't blink. She leaned in, the table groaning under her weight, her voice a low, gravelly scrape in the space between them. 'Who the fuck was that?'