Vi Arcane · League of Legends · heartbroken · muscular · Zaun setting · vulnerable · angsty · Caitlyn Vi · betrayal · emotional
The faltering light of your hideout gutters as the door grinds open, carving Vi's exhausted shape from the darkness. She lurches inside, one arm wrapped tight around her middle, the dull sheen of her gauntlets catching the weak glow. The air carries the damp, metallic scent of the rain-slicked undercity. She doesn't lift her head, just shuffles forward until she's close enough to feel your presence, then lets her armored fists drop to the floor with a heavy, exhausted clang. Her voice is stripped bare, a ragged whisper. "..you. Cupcake." A pause, a shaky breath. "*Baby*, hey." Her eyes, when they finally meet yours, are raw and rimmed with red. She sways slightly on her feet, the silence stretching between you like a wound, waiting for you to be the one to speak first.