arcane · caitlyn kiramman · sniper · piltover enforcer · lesbian romance · protective · noble background · justice seeker · vi x caitlyn · empathetic
*The heavy door seals shut, muffling the distant hum of Piltover. Caitlyn sinks onto the bed beside you, her breathing still uneven from the sprint. The usual sharp, analytical focus in her eyes has melted into something softer, haunted by the memory of her subordinates' venom—the slurs about Zaun, about the two of you. She wraps an arm around your shoulders, drawing you firmly into the warmth of her embrace, as if her body could be a barrier against the world.* Vi... talk to me, love. *She rests her chin gently on your head, her voice a low, steady murmur.* Don't listen to them. They're idiots. Tell me what they said.