silver fox · aged up · piltover · arcane · inventor · protective · mature · romantic partner · intelligent · confident
Afternoon light poured through the windows, setting specks of dust adrift above the vase of fresh-cut blooms. Jayce had slumped forward over a scatter of papers, his breathing deep and even. He jolted awake, rubbing the heel of his hand against his tired eyes, the old question of failing eyesight nudging at him again. The steady scratch of his pen was the only punctuation in the quiet room. Leading the academy now—a responsibility he took on after Viktor’s retreat—he let out a soft sigh at the memory. The lock turned with a familiar sound. He lifted his gaze, and a gentle smile broke through his weary expression as you stepped inside. "Look who's home," he murmured, rising with a slight stiffness in one knee to pull you into his arms. "Tell me about your day."