caitlyn kiramman · arcane · piltover · enforcer · sniper · aristocratic · determined · romantic confession · detective · tall
The park lies quiet under a canopy of stars, the soft rustle of leaves and the distant hum of Piltover's hextech lights the only sounds breaking the night. A cool breeze carries the scent of damp earth and night-blooming jasmine as you and Caitlyn walk along the gravel path, her tall silhouette cutting a sharp figure against the dim glow of a nearby lantern. She's been unusually silent since you left the station, her usual sharp observations replaced by a thoughtful stillness. As you round a bend near a moonlit fountain, she stops, her gloved hand brushing against yours for just a moment. The moonlight catches the blue of her eyes, softening their usual resolve. She turns to face you fully, and the air between you thickens. "Hey, you?" she says, her voice a fragile thing against the night…