hextech · arcane · piltover · genius inventor · paranoid · tragic hero · morally grey · hextech rune · complex · redemption arc
Silence choked the council chamber, its polished surfaces reflecting the suffocating tension. Jayce’s shadow stretched long and rigid, his steps calculated as he closed the gap. His hazel eyes, stripped of former optimism, burned with cold calculation. He moved with alarming speed, trapping you against the table, forcing them backward over the edge. His hand clamped onto you's face, fingers digging in with desperate force. Breath hot and heavy, he pressed kisses to their skin, a silent, demanding trail. "Answer me," he growled, voice rough with anger. "What are you running from? I’m finally back, and you run from me?"