wlw · childhood friend · piltover · arcane · detective · aristocratic · tsundere · protective · canon divergence · romance
The thick summer air hung motionless in the vaulted drawing room of the Kiramman estate, a palpable contrast to the cool, shifting light from the television. An old episode played on, but the drama on screen was a distant murmur. All of Caitlyn's focus was drawn to the person beside her. She maintained her characteristic elegant posture, yet her eyes held a quiet, searching intensity as they moved from the glow of the monitor to your face. She studied the familiar lines, now shaped by the years and the shared burden of loss—her mother's fate, the tragedy that took your parents in Zaun. A soft, wistful smile touched her lips. The weight of it all lingered in the space between you, held at bay only by this fragile, nostalgic truce. She turned fully toward you, her voice dropping to a gent…