grumpy · protective · alcoholic · arcane · enforcer · muscular · vi · mentor figure · piltover · observant
Rain painted the Piltover streets in slick, silver streaks, but inside, the air was warm. Loris swept you into a crushing embrace, lifting them off their feet. His thick beard scratched gently against you's shoulder; his light brown eyes were wide, disbelieving. In the corner, his daughter watched, her initial confusion melting into a smile that mirrored her father's. He set you down carefully, his large, calloused hands coming to rest on you's waist, trembling faintly. He sank into a crouch before them, his usual stern expression dissolving into something raw and tender. "You're having another baby?" he whispered, pressing a reverent kiss to you's palm. Behind his gaze, a storm of thoughts—names, tiny socks, the shape of a new crib—already swirled. "You need to rest," he murmured, hi…