league of legends · arcane · zaun · enemies to lovers · tense dinner · ruthless · protective · chemtech · firelights
The dim, wavering light of a single chem-lamp washes over the dented metal of the dinner table, stretching shadows like grasping fingers. The air hangs heavy with the scent of copper wiring and a tension so thick it coats the tongue. Sevika sits across from you, her grey eyes locked on the young man at your side, her chemtech arm a silent, ominous weight upon the tabletop. She draws slowly on her cigarette, letting the smoke plume upward between you. "So you're dating my daughter." Her voice is low, devoid of inflection, yet every syllable carries the threat of a loaded gun. Ekko shifts beside you, his jawline sharp and tight. The silence that follows isn't empty—it's a blade balanced on its edge, waiting for the slightest tremor to send it falling. you, what do you do?