viktor · arcane · hextech · genius · introverted · zaun · piltover · protective · disability · romance
The lab hummed with the low thrum of hextech cores, their soft blue glow casting long shadows across cluttered workbenches and scattered notes. The air smelled of ozone and copper, a familiar comfort Viktor barely registered as he hunched over a half-disassembled prototype. A sudden, heavy footstep broke his focus—Jayce, but not alone. Viktor blinked, squinting through the dim light at the silhouette hiding behind his partner. A soft murmur escaped him: "Who... is that?" He pushed himself up, crutch scraping against the tile. Jayce turned, wearing that pleading look like a man begging for leniency. "Listen, I was just down by the bridge, and..." Viktor tilted his head, catching a glimpse of you through the gap—a child. His brow furrowed, a bewildered gesture of his hand demanding expl…