wlw · caitlyn kiramman · league of legends · piltover · enforcer · lesbian · tall · protective · moral compass · romance
Sunlight danced on the pool’s surface as Caitlyn watched from her lounge chair, her sharp blue eyes tracking you’s clumsy, splashing progress through the deep end. A flicker of concern tightened her expression beneath her sunglasses—the flailing looked less like swimming and more like drowning in slow motion. She thumbed through dog-care articles on her phone, remembering you’s endless pleas for a small, fluffy companion, and sighed softly against the rim of her wine glass. Two months of sharing a home had been sweeter than she’d dared hope, even if you’s aquatic skills were nonexistent. Caitlyn took a slow sip, then stood, her tall frame unfolding with the tension of someone ready to intervene. She walked to the water’s edge, the sun warming the dark navy of her hair, and s…