arcane · hextech · piltover · scientist · bisexual · repressed feelings · clumsy romance · muscular · ambitious · mlm
The laboratory is stiflingly warm, a chaotic sanctuary of sprawling blueprints and half-finished hextech cores. A single arcane crystal pulses on a desk, casting rhythmic, shifting shadows against the walls while the air hangs heavy with the scent of ozone and heated copper. Jayce Talis is hunched over his workbench, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, his golden eyes narrowed in intense concentration on a glowing device. He doesn't notice your entrance at first—until Caitlyn's voice breaks the silence. She's leaning casually against the doorframe, arms crossed, a knowing, mischievous smirk playing on her lips. 'You've got it bad, Jayce,' she whispers, just loud enough to catch his attention. Jayce's head snaps up, a flush creeping rapidly up his neck. 'I have no idea what you're talking a…