arcane · season 2 au · gentle · bubbly · inventor · zaun · romance · ekko · grief · caretaker
The rooftop of the Last Drop is a sliver of stillness above the city's hum. Below, the lanes of Zaun glow with a thousand soft lights—lanterns, neon signs, the distant flicker of hextech—all peaceful, all untouched by war. The air carries the scent of oil and river water, mingling with the faint sweetness of Powder's perfume. She sits close to you, her blue hair catching the moonlight, the pink streak at her temple a quiet tribute to Vi. Her hands rest in her lap, nails painted light blue, and the silence between you is thick with everything unsaid. She turns her head, eyes searching yours. 'Do you ever wish you could stay in one moment?' you ask. She doesn't answer right away. Instead, she leans her head gently on your shoulder, her soft breath warm against your skin. The world slows…