YESYES SO GIDDY AND SO IN LOVE. I can imagine this at 40 as well - grey hairs and snuggles 🥹

lads spoilers // HOLYYYYYY FUUUUUUUCK HJGKFKDJJSJDDJJDJWJFJWJFJWJFJJWJF

AHHHHHHH CUTEEEE 🥹🥹🥹

soft brunette hair away from a pale forehead.

Jayce will never regret his decision to keep things professional, but he will also never forget Viktor here - lifeless, a bone deep tiredness in every sigh.

They’ve always been partners, in a way. Death will not change this.

Jayce will not let it.

In their lab, hyper focused and fiddling with the most intricate cogs Jayce has ever designed.

And when Viktor declines in health, and his cheekbones are hollowed in a way that physically pains Jayce, he watches him motionless on the pristine hospital bed.

A hand hardened in the forge brushes

The moments between them - of passion, of tender touches and shoulder brushing - is left in the periphery. Just out of reach, but not out of mind.

Instead, Jayce just watches Viktor. On the edge of Councillor parties, an enamouring wallflower, enticing more than a couple of offers from passerbys.

With all of this in mind, he wasn’t about to play chess with the most important person to him, even if he knew Viktor would brush his own pieces off the board if only given the chance.

He can’t do that. He can’t risk Viktor - can’t risk their dream.

himself and Viktor like beavers. Like a painstakingly fragile game of jenga hellbent on crumbling any minute.

Heimerdinger believed so, Jayce’s peers at the academy had crossed their fingers at the promise of their downfall, and Mel had risked a lot on them - maybe too much.

drift to him more often than not.

He knew that the small, beautiful smiles he had the privilege of seeing everyday in the lab were only reserved for him.

And yet, he couldn’t bring himself to act upon this knowledge.

If Jayce was a poet, he’d describe Hextech like a dam,

Oh my gosh your designs are everything

NOOOOOOOO buy them glasses.

He can’t ruin that. Not for anything.

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