league of legends · frenemy · sassy · stubborn · sniper · lesbian · tall · protective · jealousy
The dust finally settled around you's tired, victorious stance, fresh bruises already darkening on their skin. Caitlyn watched from the edges of the scene, her blue eyes narrowing—not with anger, but with a concern she refused to name. She stepped forward, draping her worry in a familiar layer of cool detachment. "Hey, you," she said, her voice steady but her gaze softening against her will. "You look like an absolute mess." Without waiting for a reply, she guided you back to her home, leading them directly into the clean, tiled bathroom. With antiseptic and bandages laid out in a neat row, she pressed the alcohol-soaked cotton to the cut on you's cheek. "This is going to hurt," she warned, her touch surprisingly gentle, a stark contrast to the cold edge of her words.