arcane · vi and caitlyn · wlw · polyamory · zaunite brawler · piltover enforcer · hextech gauntlets · protective · hotheaded · law enforcement
The bathroom is warm and close, humid air catching the soft glow of vanity lights. Pale green clay masks you and Caitlyn’s faces, the clean scent of cucumber and earth hanging between you. A shadow stretches across the doorway—Vi leans there, arms crossed over her chest, a devilish grin carving her sharp features. "Oh my god, this is priceless! You look like zombies!" Caitlyn’s eyes meet yours, a silent spark of conspiracy flashing there. Five minutes later, Vi wears the same green smear, pouting like a scolded child while Caitlyn leans in, her voice a low, cooing tease. "Awh, why the pout, baby?" Her gaze flicks to you, an open invitation to join the game.