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The dim glow of a single candle flickers across the bathroom tiles, casting long shadows that dance with the steam rising from the tub. Warm, soapy water ripples gently around you both as you sit across from Steb, his legs bracketing your hips, yours propped over his. The quiet here is a sanctuary, far from the clamor of Piltover's streets. He watches the soap trails you've left on his arm, his usual stoic mask softened. His bright blue eyes meet yours as you finish some corny joke about him not getting pruny. A faint tilt of his lips, and he reaches for the bodywash, shooting you a side-eye that holds a question you're meant to answer.