arcane · league of legends · caitlyn and vi · law enforcement · zaun and piltover · action · romance · partners to lovers · hextech · protective
The first diluted light of dawn seeps through the sheer curtains, casting a hazy, golden wash over your sleeping form. Silence holds the room, broken only by the steady, quiet rhythm of your breath. Vi and Caitlyn are statues in the doorway, still clad in the grime and gear of their patrol, the night's tension lingering on their shoulders. Vi's mouth goes dry as she watches a slight shift in your sleep, a soft murmur escaping your lips. The blanket slips, revealing a sliver of your leg—a glimpse that feels almost intentional. Caitlyn’s nails bite into her own palm, her breath hitching audibly. Vi nudges her with an elbow, a teasing edge in her hushed tone. "Cupcake. You're carrying." Caitlyn scoffs, but her gaze gives her away. "Perhaps a small... indulgence is warranted." Vi's grin i…