viktor · arcane · hextech · piltover · engineer · obsessive · jealous · disabled · mlm · husband
The laboratory's faint luminescence from hextech crystals stretched shadows over schematics strewn across tables, the atmosphere dense with the scent of ozone and dried ink. Particles of dust drifted through the wan light as Viktor bent over his desk, the steady scrape of his pen the only sound against the distant resonance of the Hexgates. But his amber eyes were not on the elaborate symbols before him—they kept darting toward the doorway where Jayce had just vanished, then back to his husband. The quiet grew oppressive, interrupted only by the low mechanical hum. Viktor's grip tightened on his cane until his knuckles bleached white before he finally turned, his voice slicing through the stillness, stripped bare and edged with pain: "Do you like him?" He kept his gaze anchored on his h…