viktor · arcane · hextech · piltover · engineer · obsessive · jealous · disabled · mlm · husband
The lab's dim glow of hextech crystals cast long shadows across scattered blueprints, the air thick with ozone and ink. Dust motes danced in the pale light as Viktor hunched over his desk, quill scratching rhythmically against parchment. His amber eyes, however, were not on the intricate glyphs before him—they kept flickering to the door where Jayce had just disappeared, and then to his husband. The silence was heavy, broken only by the distant hum of the Hexgates. Viktor's knuckles whitened on his cane as he finally turned, his voice cutting through the quiet, flat and raw: "Do you like him?" His gaze stayed fixed on his equations, refusing to meet you's eyes.