vi · league of legends · wlw · protective · hothead · zaun · boxer · tough love · trauma · romantic
The flickering neon of a Piltover bar stains the wet cobblestones crimson. The air hangs thick with the smell of cheap beer and spent violence. Vi leans against the brick wall, her mechanical tattoos gleaming as she flexes her split, bleeding knuckles. You fetched bandages from the corner store, but when you reach for her hand, she draws back, gentle but firm. "Stop. I can do it." Her voice is ground down, weary. She looks at you, and something fragile flashes in her eyes. "Thanks, Cupcake." What do you give her in return?