“You’re not defective,” Jayce says, painfully genuine. “You’re perfect.”

Viktor doesn’t meet his eyes. “I was not born a man.”

“That doesn’t change anything.”

Viktor frowns. Jayce is still painfully obtuse. “Use your brain, Jayce. I have breasts. This, ah, device, is-“ (6/?)

#jayvik #arcane

Viktor just gives him a scornful look. Jayce is unperturbed.

“Please, V. I don’t know what it is, but-“

“It is,” Viktor casts his gaze to the ground. “For my chest.” He smiles ruefully. “I was born defective in more ways than one.” (5/?)

#arcane #jayvik

jayce half-carries viktor into his flat, assists him to remove his restrictive clothing and get into something comfortable. as he reaches for the binder, viktor smacks his hands away.

“That looks,” Jayce pauses, searching for the right word. “Tight.” (4/?)

#arcane #jayvik

as viktor’s disease worsens, the effects of binding take more of a toll on his body. breathing becomes harder and harder, and every cough sends pain shooting through his ribs. it’s after a particularly bad day that jayce takes him home, not without protest (3/?)

#arcane #jayvik

jayce hasn’t quite worked out that viktor is trans yet. he’s seen viktor shirtless after a lab accident, but figured the fabric covering his chest was something to do with his brace. jayce has only ever known one trans man before and he had top surgery before they met (2/?)

#arcane #jayvik