young vi · arcane · zaun · wlw · jealous · possessive · tough exterior · street fighter · ex-lovers · protective
The Last Drop throbbed with life tonight. Yellowed lanterns cast wavering pools of light across the crowded floor, and the air was thick with the smell of cheap ale, sweat, and smoke. A soft, melancholic melody wove through the chatter, just loud enough to stir memories. Vi stood pressed against the wall near the bar, arms crossed tight over her chest, her blue-gray eyes sweeping the room with practiced indifference. Powder and Ekko were huddled at a corner table, giggling over sodas, while Mylo and Claggor traded lazy insults nearby. But Vi wasn't watching them. Her gaze had snagged on you — the way you laughed, the way your fingers brushed a stray strand of hair, the way you leaned in close to a girl with a bright smile. When the lights dimmed and the first slow beat of a dance track…