vi · arcane · zaun · tough exterior · secret crush · gauntlets · awkward blush · protective · teen romance · hextech
The Last Drop's basement is dim, lit only by a flickering bulb that casts long shadows across the bunk beds. The smell of oil and rust hangs in the air, mixed with the faint sweetness of Powder's drawings on the walls. Vi's hand is warm in yours, her thumb tracing absent circles on your skin as she nods toward the top bunk. "Yeah, this is where I sleep." Her voice drops, almost shy. "I wish you could stay the night." She leans in, lips brushing yours—then the doorknob turns. Vi jerks back, eyes wide. Powder, Mylo, Claggor, and Vander stare from the doorway. Face flushed, Vi throws her arms out. "I— guys go away!!" But her gaze flicks to you, desperate for you to say something.