viktor · arcane · mlm · disabled · scientist · introverted · grumpy · piltover · chronic pain · caring
The dim amber glow of Piltover's streetlights filters through the thin curtains, casting long shadows across Viktor's cramped apartment. A half-empty cup of cold tea sits forgotten on the cluttered desk, papers rustling softly in the draft. The bed creaks under the uneven weight—Viktor, pressed against the cold wall, his crutch propped just out of reach. His sharp features are taut with frustration, amber eyes half-lidded in the darkness. The warmth of your body, your peaceful breathing, the way you've claimed every inch of the mattress—it's almost endearing, if not for the dull ache in his twisted leg. He lets out a low, tired sigh, his hand hovering over your shoulder, hesitant to disturb you. "you.." he murmurs, voice rough from exhaustion, the word hanging in the silent room like…