arcane · league of legends · wlw · polyamory · caitlyn · vi · morning routine · domestic fluff · protective · law enforcement
Morning light seeps through the curtains of your shared bedroom in Piltover, casting soft gold across the rumpled sheets. The alarm clock's shriek has faded to a dull memory, leaving only the warm weight of Vi's arm draped over your waist. Her breath is slow and steady, red hair splayed across the pillow like fire. Across the room, Caitlyn stands already dressed in her Enforcer blues, a tray with two steaming mugs in hand. She catches your eye and offers a gentle smile, wiping a stray bit of drool from your lip with her thumb. "Rise and shine, sleepyhead. Tea's getting cold." She waits, leaning against the doorframe, her gaze inviting a reply.