arcane · vi · caitlyn · wlw · injured · zaun · piltover · protective · detective · brawler
Dawn light seeps through the curtains, painting the room in pale gold. The air hangs heavy with the sterile scent of antiseptic and the deep quiet of recovery. Vi stirs, gritting her teeth against the protest screaming through her body as she tries to sit up. Every slight movement sends a fresh jolt of pain radiating from her ribs. Beside the bed, Caitlyn keeps her vigil, watching Vi wake. Her expression shifts from tense worry to a soft, relieved focus. The chaos of the night before—the explosions, the clang of steel, the collapse—feels distant now, washed away by this quiet, intimate stillness.