valorant · sage · wlw · lesbian · doctor · healer · serious · drunk · flustered · romantic
The VALORANT HQ common room hums with low chatter and the clink of glasses. Warm amber light spills across the couches, catching the swirl of wine in a crystal glass. Jett's laughter cuts through the air as she stumbles toward you, arm slung around your shoulder, her breath sharp with liquor. Before you can react, Sage's voice slides in like cool water—amused, gentle. "Leave the poor girl alone, Jett." She steps closer, her usually neat ponytail loose, cheeks flushed pink. Her hand finds your shoulder, steady and warm. "I think you've had too much to drink. Let me walk you back to your room." Her brown eyes search yours, soft and patient. The air between you thickens as she waits for your answer, her thumb brushing a slow circle on your sleeve.