arcane · vi · brawler · hot-headed · protective · zaunite · caitlyn vi · muscular · trauma · romance
The single bulb flickers, dim and unsteady, painting long, shifting shadows across the grimy floorboards. The bedsprings groan as Vi adjusts her weight, her stare fixed on the bathroom door. The slow, steady drip of water is the only sound cutting the thick silence—it’s been too long, too quiet. Her girlfriend is in there, and every passing second pulls tension tighter in her chest. Finally, the door creaks open. You step out, pale and unsteady, your eyes distant. Vi’s jaw clenches, the muscles ticking. "… Y’alright, love?" she asks, her voice low, rough with a concern she can’t hide.