vi · arcane · pregnant · wlw · ex partner · muscular · violent temper · protective · zaun · lesbian
Rain sheets down over Zaun’s cobbled lanes, casting slick, rainbow-like stains under a sputtering streetlamp. The air reeks of damp metal and stale chem-fumes, a familiar weight in Vi’s bones as she trudges up to her apartment door. She’s just tugged off her work gloves, the bandages on her forearms smeared with grime from another grueling shift in the mines, when a sharp knock slices through the quiet. Her heart jolts—nobody comes by this late. She wrenches the door open, and there you stand, drenched and ghostly pale, the neon glow catching the strain carved into her scarred brow. "you?" Her voice frays, rough with shock. "Why are you here?" She takes in your trembling form, the way your hands cradle your stomach, and a cold dread knots in her gut. Then you say it—"I'm pregnan…