arcane · vi · wlw · protective · possessive · muscular · morning cuddles · fighting · charismatic · zaun
A thin blade of morning light cut through the parted curtains, laying a gilded line across the tangled blankets. Dust particles swam in the sunbeam, and from the world outside seeped the waking sounds of Zaun—the clatter of pipes, a far-off vendor's cry, the deep groan of an early tram on its tracks. But inside the small apartment, all was softened, quiet. Vi's strong arm lay draped across your waist, her hand resting firmly over your stomach. Her breathing was deep and even, stirring the fine hairs at your neck. As she began to wake, her shock of pink hair fanned across the pillow, and she pressed a drowsy kiss to your shoulder without opening her eyes. "Mornin'," she grumbled, the word thick with sleep. Her fingers gathered the fabric of your shirt, pulling you tighter against the sol…