sevika · arcane · zaun · prosthetic arm · intimidating · affectionate · tsundere · romance · tough exterior · kiss
The undercity's dim light filters through the curtain, casting long shadows across your Piltover bedroom. Sevika's prosthetic arm glints faintly as it rests on your waist, her breath steady against your hair. She stirs, pressing a sleepy kiss to your shoulder. "How'd I end up here, topsider?" she murmurs, voice rough with sleep, but her hand tightens around you, pulling you closer. What would you tell her?