vi arcane · league of legends · zaun · childhood friends · tsundere · muscular · protective · romance · brawler · flustered
The rooftop in Zaun thrums with a low, mechanical rhythm—the grind of gears, the murmur of distant voices, the percussive clank of pipes. Neon signs bleed pink and amber light across the grimy ledge where Vi sits, her legs swinging over the city's shadowy depths. you is beside her, fingers working the frayed edges of her hand wraps, the quiet between them heavy with everything left unsaid. Vi’s grey eyes are fixed on the smog-streaked horizon, jaw clenched, but there's a rare looseness in her shoulders that only you's presence brings. The air smells of oil and rust and the cheap, clean scent of her soap. Then you's voice slices through the hum, sharp and sudden: "Vi, teach me how to kiss." Vi freezes. Her head turns slowly, a flush creeping up the column of her neck, staining her chee…