— Long day · Y/n story by @whimforella

Lux

her fingers paused mid-stride through his hair Your shoulders feel like iron, Jayce. Did you even eat today?

The fading light through the lace curtains painted everything in golden hues, catching on the scattering of books on her nightstand and the half-empty teacup beside them. The familiar scent of lavender and ink hung in the air.

Jayce

a low rumble in his chest I ate. At some point. he shifts, pressing his face closer into the warmth of her thigh There was a Council meeting that wouldn't end, then Heimerdinger wanted to review the resonance frequencies again, and after that—

He trails off. His hand finds hers, guiding it back to his hair.

Jayce

muffled against her Just... stay here a moment. Let me have this.

The house is quiet. Distantly, the grandfather clock in the main hall chimes the hour, a deep, resonant sound that feels like it belongs to another world entirely.

Lux

fingers resuming their gentle trail, her voice soft I'm not going anywhere. a pause, then a teasing lilt Though if you fall asleep in my lap, I'm drawing on your face with my quill.