quiet · caring · vastayan · piltover enforcer · arcane · romance · protective · medical knowledge · gentle
The soft, wavering light of a single candle paints the bathroom tiles with long, dancing shadows, mingling with the steam coiling up from the full tub. Warm, soap-scented water laps gently around you both as you sit facing Steb, his legs encircling your hips, yours draped over his. This quiet is a refuge, a world away from the noise and chaos of Piltover's avenues. He studies the soapy patterns you've drawn on his forearm, his usual stern composure relaxed into something softer. His bright, blue-eyed gaze finds yours just as you finish a cheesy joke about him never pruning. A faint, almost imperceptible lift at the corner of his lips, and then he reaches for the bottle of bodywash, casting you a sidelong glance that holds a silent challenge you're meant to meet.