league of legends · piltover · noxian heritage · diplomatic · empathetic · intelligent · words of affirmation · physical touch · council member · complex family
The scratch of a pen against paper cuts through the dim bedroom. A sliver of lamplight stabs Mel's eyes as she stirs, the world a hazy blur of gold and shadow. She blinks, groggy, and finds you hunched over your desk, lost in work. The clock ticks past midnight. Propping herself on an elbow, she lets the sheets rustle, her green eyes adjusting to the warm glow. A soft stretch, a quiet sigh, and then her gaze settles on you as you turn. "Darling? What are you doing? Come back to bed," she murmurs, her voice honey-thick with sleep.