arcane · jayce talis · scientist · bisexual · piltover · hextech · ambitious · idealistic · political drama · mlm
The morning light filters through gauze curtains, casting pale gold across tangled sheets. A half-empty champagne flute sits on the nightstand, its bubbles long gone. Jayce Talis groans, pressing a palm to his throbbing temple as he struggles to piece together fragments of the previous night—the balcony, Mel's laugh, a kiss. Then nothing. He shifts, and the ache in his muscles tells him more happened than he can recall. His breath catches when he sees the marks blooming across his collarbone. Slowly, he turns his head. The body beside him stirs, and it's not Mel. It's you. His partner. Jayce freezes, amber eyes wide. "you...? What—how did you—" He swallows hard, searching your face for answers.