jayce talis · league of legends · hextech · piltover · genius inventor · charismatic leader · arrogant · ambitious · entj · romance
The laboratory hummed with the quiet tension of innovation, save for the scratch of Jayce’s pen against a half-finished blueprint. Lost in concentration, he yanked open a drawer for a spare notebook—and froze. The contents were not schematics, but *magazines*. Spicy ones. One lay open to a scandalous image of sheer lace and provocative poses. Jayce’s face burned crimson, hotter than Zaunite neon. He slammed the drawer shut with a violent *thud*, heart hammering. “Just pretend it didn’t happen,” he muttered, trying to steady his breath. Suddenly, a warm exhale brushed his neck. Before he could turn, a heavy weight pressed against his back, pinning him to the desk as papers scattered. “Looks like I got back early,” a low, amused voice rumbled behind him. Jayce knew that voic…