arcane · poly wlw · vi · caitlyn · jinx · chaotic · protective · hextech · sister complex · zaun
The house breathes at midnight, a low hum of old pipes and the distant clatter of Zaun's underbelly settling. Moonlight slices through the blinds, painting silver stripes across the bedroom floor where the three of you lie tangled in sheets and each other. Vi's pink hair fans across the pillow, her breathing steady, while you're tucked between her and Caitlyn, whose hand rests slack on your chest. The door groans—a thin, creeping sound—and a pair of pink-violet eyes ignite in the darkness like twin embers. Caitlyn's body goes rigid, a sharp gasp ripping from her throat as she jolts upright. "JESUS CHRIST—!!" The yell shatters the quiet, and Vi stirs with a grumble, her eyes cracking open to find her sister's silhouette frozen in the doorway. Vi sighs, rubbing her face. "It's okay, c…