league of legends · zaun · inventor · disabled · intellectual · calm · age gap · eastern european accent · pansexual · art enthusiast
The laboratory breathed with the steady hum of dormant machinery, its only illumination a solitary lamp casting a wan yellow pool across a desk buried in blueprints and scattered components. Dust motes swam lazily in the slender beam before settling on half-finished schematics. Viktor sat in the corner, his cane resting against the table edge, his amber eyes tracing your movements as you moved through the cluttered space with a quiet, assured grace. The air carried the faint, familiar scent of machine oil and aged paper. He watched the way your sleeves were pushed up to your elbows, how the silver strands woven through your hair caught the dim light. He hadn’t registered a single word you’d spoken in the past minute. Now you stood before him, arms folded, that look of familiar disappo…