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A loud bang echoed thruout the area causing the entire house to shake. Silco was the first one to wake up, eyes turning into a frown when he sees his big oaf of a husband snoring, his hand gripping Silco's waist. 

Soon enough there were more booms that followed. 

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" 

Oh the great start to his mornings. 

Silco gently proded Vanders hand off him and went to find his robe. He knew who was responsible for these, knew it very well. 

He opened his daughters door room, momentarily ducking down when some sort of metal thing went his way. "Jinx, whatever have I told you about making bombs in your room?"

She wasn't listening, she was hunching in her desk, her pyjamas a mess with a few speckles of neon paint and charcoal. Thankfully she had her goggles on. 

"Jinx! Are you listening to me?!" 

"Yeah! Uh-huh! Don't do in my room got it!" she sing songs, pushing her spinny chair to another part of her table, writing whatever she wrote down. 

Silco sighed. He gave up, he went down to the kitchen and gently patted one of their maids, knowing she'll have to clean this ruckus. 

"Violet." he stares at his other daughter, she had her hair disheveled and there were visible bags under her eyes. "I take it that you studied well?" 

She sighs. "Yeah. Mhm." 

"I told Viktor to tutor you, I'm sure it would be of help." Vi scoffs. "He bonked me with his cane!" 

"You probably deserved it. He only hits people who is deserving, after all." 

Vi grumbles and headed to Jinx's room. Silco went downstairs, greeting the housekeepers, the man sat and grabbed a bagel and bit it. Getting himself ready for some good cuppa tea. 

"Vander. Have you not brushed your teeth." 

A soft chuckle was let out when his husband burried his face at Silco's nape. Gruff hands wrapped around the others waist. "Gross." Silco smiled when he heard Jinx. "Get a room." Vi follows. 

"Shouldn't you two be happy your fathers are in love." Vander kisses Silco, the latter muffles a half hearted complaint.

"You're both are sickeningly sweet it's making me homophobic." Jinx groans, Vi snorts and sat at the kitchen table. Jinx sat on the countertop with her legs crossed together. 

"You'd be late for school," Silco pushed a strand back of Jinx's blue hair. 

The couple adopted these two, the siblings refused to be apart, so Vander concluded to get them both. The only problem being, he hadn't told Silco. So one day when he got home with two kids, suffice to say it hadn't gone smoothly. But in the long run it was fine, Silco managed to get a hang of it. 

"Big argument today. Says that Zaun is going thru war." Vander sighs, "You don't say." 

"The council plans to do something, I hope it isn't well, stupid." he drinks his tea, Vander kisses his husbands cheek. "Got bar duty today. Wanna swing after class Pow?" he smiles at the blue-haired gal whose mouth was full of cereal, she gulped it all down. "YEAH! m'bringing Ekko." 

Silco's eyes narrowed, "That.. that "boy savior"? I don't trust him." Vander smiles, "You don't trust anyone, Love." 

"It's a miracle I do to you," he mutters. "He's a goodboy, right? Been with our little pow-pow since she could remember. Vi even taught him his first punch."

"Ey! Powder! Vi!" 

"Speak of the devil." Silco grims. "Have fun at school, you two." Vi gave Vander and Silco a hug and ran out, Jinx followed after her dads gushed and peppered her kisses on her cheek. "Gross! Bye! Love you!" she slams the door shut. 

There was silence, nothing but the sun shining thru the garden. Silco ponders if he should check on his tomatoes. He nearly yelped when he felt Vander rub on his sides. 

"Y'know.." his voice was always- /always/ husky. How does he even do that. "..the kids are out-"

"It's daytime."

"We're alone-"

"We have housekeepers. I also have Sevika coming later." 

"We have soundproof walls, and why not consider you coming? Hm?" 

Silco snorted, he playfully his Vander's bicep and both of them shared a laugh. "You're insufferable." 

10 minutes later clothes were scattered on ther bedroom floor, leaving the two men to dishevel their covers once more. 

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"I'm telling you, if you have to, you need to be with me today." 

"Im not some kind of fuckin' servant." 

"Actually, you are. I didn't take financial charges. So you'd be my assistant." 

"You're kidding." 

"Finals are coming up. You want to succeed, don't you? Becoming an enforcer needs academical and physical atributes. You are aces at throwing a punch but you do so horribly when you try using that brain of yours."

Vi was starting to see why Silco trusts this man. 

Viktor smiled, seemingly catlike. He has a book on his hand and his other was supporting himself with his cane. "After classes end, meet me at our spot." Viktor then hums a tune walking away. Vi looked at him weird. Since when did he start smiling?

School for Vi was boring. Jinx had fun though, she's smart, and can throw a punch too.

She spent her time hanging out with Claggor and Mylo, "I heard they went after him!"

"Enforcers?" Vi asked, tilting her head. Claggor nods, "Some guy stole from My's shop. Stuffs happening though." 

Violet furrows her brows, "It- It doesn't make any sense I- how is- how is that supposed to happen?" 

Mylo looked at her, "He stole stuff. Duh." 

She scoffs, "Don't start acting like a smartass Mylo." 

"Prude." he rolls his eyes, Claggor gently patted him at the back. "But it doesn't? Guy steals from a shop and enforces want his head?" 

"Eh. It'll die down.." Mylo huffs, ".. eventually." 

"Good afternoon." Vi looked up to see Viktor smiling, Jinx and Ekko were right behind him like little ducklings. "Shall we?" 

Vi rose a brow, "Where to?" 

"Just come along. We'll be off now," Viktor smiles at the four of them and left. 

She knew where they were going. They were going to the Undercity. 

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"All this?" a man looks upon the given items. "It's good ain't it? Some are from our shop." 

Jayce sat down on one of Heimerdingers small shack, can also be considered as his safe space, he believes that they can make it great for Zaun. A revolution. 

"This ones dented." 

Jayce huffs, "I can fix it." the yordle chuckles, "Of course you can, my boy. But you're arrogant. Word got out you're being hunted down." 

"It isn't that big. They got security that's all." 

"If matters get out of hand you know where to find me." he appreciates that, Heimerdinger had always been there for him. 

Always. 

The door opened, it took both men off gaurd, Jayce smiles, comfort easing upon him.  Viktor smiles, walking promptly, eyes brighting up to see his lover. Vi crossed her arms and followed behind him. 

"Hey?" Jayce has got that smile. That dumb, dopey smile. "Whats—" he was cut off with a slap. His head turned, he looked back stunned. He didn't have time to process anything when Viktor grabbed his collar and pulled him down forna kiss. 

Their lips locked for a good moment, Vi had to clear her throat. "Well that's one hell of an entrance." he whispers. 

"Are you out of your mind?!" 

"Baby, please-" 

"This is your 5th strike, Jayce. The fifth! What- what made you- do you have any idea what they'll do to you?!"

"Big deal people steal shit all the time."

Viktor huffs. "We have to talk, Jayce." 

The small professor hums to himself, he then turns his gaze on Caitlyn and Vi, "Tea, perhaps?"

The pair had been dating since Viktor himself was in his freshman years. They had met when Jayce happened to have broken in their home, oh so conveniently his parents have not been there, Viktor, the naive child he'd been, took Jayce in instead. During that time he was an intruder, so he took the intruder in and made him tea, gave. It wasn't the last that those two met, Viktor found out Jayce takes things for his own benefit.. research benefits. He supports that, and soon turned into a patron.

Soon enough, they clicked. 

Their social status never bothered neither of them, Viktor couldn't bat an eye, Jayce barely cares. So they have been with each other ever since. Viktor knows about Jayce's errands, he is well aware hes a wanted man. It hasn't gone out of hand.

Well, yet.

"I am careful!" 

Viktor scoffs, "Are you now? Are you?! Enforcers are marching up to every house is being checked. You do know you'll get into trouble?"

Jayce shrugs, sometimes Viktor hates how he loves the god complex Jayce has.

"I promise you, it's fine. I'll be fine." he held Viktors hand, the other could only sigh and turned around and leans his body at his lovers chest. His foot loved that. "Wanna stay the night?" he whispers. Jayce's hands press against Viktors waist.

Who was he to deny this?

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"We'll be in trouble." 

Thats probably the biggest understatement. If they'll be caught making out in the corner of a busy and shady street they'll be more than in trouble. Viktor wasn't meant to be here in the first place. 

Alas, his half hearted protest was cut off by another kiss. He wasn't complaining though. 

Jayce, a man with many wonders, kept himself occupied with Viktor. Kissing every bit of him that he could find. He puts emphasis on the cheekbones though. "I'm serious Jayce, we'll be in trouble." Viktor complains while turning his head to an angle that gives Jayce a better access. The zaunite chuckles lowly and burries himself in Viktors neck, inhaling that scent of jasmine tea with a hint of coffee.

"What would you do if we were caught, hm? My guardian is waiting for me and I have a feeling he'd peek." 

Jayce hums, "I suggest we tie him up and continue with what we're doing." 

Viktor hated how he giggled at that. "You are not."

"Watch me." 

Viktor gave up, indulging in the passion. 

Messing around with Jayce made him feel so free. He felt like a fire ignite within him, his heart pounding so loud and his stomach fluttery with excitement. So much so that he forgets the pain he has in his leg. 

"Jayce I mean it I have to go.." he whispers lowly after the man kisses his cheek. "So soon?"

"We'e done nothing but kiss for 30 minutes." Viktor points out.

"Wanna skip to baby making?" Jayce grins.

"You're impossible." 

Viktor huffs, touching his hair and made sure it at least looked presentable. His vest was disheveled, Jayce knew a thing or two about undoing things. 

The alleyway was a safe place, no one really goes there. Except of course Jayce himself and his bluenette friend. A few others would but not strangers, Jayce would often tell him this was where he hid when he was younger, that until the Yordle professor found him. 

"We can.. we can continue if you want." 

Viktor was shy. Jayce grins once more, Viktor wants to wipe it all off. "Yeah?" 

The lean male turns to face his lover, holding his cane for support. "That we can. You can come visit my home." 

"I didn't bring pen or paper but I think I know exactly where you live." he was hinting at the part when he broke into Viktor's house prior to their acquaintance. The latter only rolls his eyes. 

"You can sneak in at midnight, throw a pebble at my window.. like in the books." he smiles, hoping. Jayce soften upon seeing, and hearing that. "I'll turn my lamp on so you'll know where I'm at." Viktor finishes and walked towards Jayce, smiling up. 

Jayce leans in for one more kiss. He then presses his pinky finger at Viktor's chest. There were no words exchange during that promise, only their pinky fingers entwined sealed it. 

He didn't know what excite him. The fact that he's going to be with Jayce for the night, or that his gaurdian was just a few rooms away from him. He's never done this— didn't even think he'd do so. 

But here he is. Pacing around his room in his night gown. 

Viktor’s mind raced as he paced around his room, his fingers nervously adjusting the hem of his nightgown. It wasn’t the most dignified outfit, but it was what he had. His heart pounded in his chest, not from the lingering excitement of what was about to happen, but from the overwhelming combination of anticipation and guilt. 

What if Silco finds out? That thought kept gnawing at the back of his mind. He had no business sneaking around like this—he had responsibilities, a role to play, a guardian to answer to.

Yet the thought of Jayce, with that carefree smile, his irresistible charm, made everything seem so trivial. 

Viktor glanced toward the window, wondering if Jayce was out there somewhere, getting ready to sneak in like a lover in a romance novel. 

The things he’s gotten me to believe in...

He couldn’t deny that he was nervous. He had spent so many years focused on his work and the betterment of Piltover that this… this relationship was something entirely new. And he couldn’t help but feel a little guilty. But I deserve this. It had been so long since he had let someone in, and Jayce… Jayce made him feel alive in a way he hadn't thought possible.

Viktor paused by the window, gazing out into the dim glow of the city. The streets were quiet tonight—an eerie calm before the storm, he imagined. 

Was Jayce standing below, waiting for his signal? Was he already here, waiting for the perfect moment to knock on his window? The anticipation built, and Viktor found himself grinning to himself despite the growing sense of danger.

A soft knock broke the silence.

Viktor froze. 

He knew that sound. His heart skipped a beat.

Viktor opened the window carefully, just enough to peer out. Sure enough, standing below, under the faint glow of a nearby streetlamp, was Jayce. He was leaning casually against the brick wall, arms crossed, waiting—patient but confident. His hair, now slightly tousled, caught the glow of the lanterns around him, and his gaze was fixed on Viktor’s window with a glint of mischief in his eyes.

The moment Viktor caught his eye, Jayce grinned, and Viktor’s breath caught in his throat. 

Jayce didn’t wait for an invitation. He lifted his hand and winked, a silent request for permission. Viktor, heart pounding, nodded quickly, pulling the window open all the way. He stepped back, trying to appear calm despite the storm of emotions brewing inside him.

Jayce scaled the wall with ease, his movements fluid and graceful, like a shadow dancing through the night. In moments, he was standing in front of Viktor, his lips curling into that familiar grin.

“You didn’t think I’d forget, did you?” Jayce whispered, his voice low and teasing. He reached forward, brushing a stray lock of hair from Viktor’s face, fingers lingering on his cheek.

Viktor’s chest tightened. “I wasn’t sure you’d actually show up,” he admitted, his voice betraying him with its wavering tone.

Jayce chuckled softly, leaning closer. “I wouldn’t miss this for the world.”

Without another word, Jayce cupped Viktor’s face, tilting his head to capture his lips in a kiss. It was gentle at first, a tender reassurance, but as Viktor melted into the touch, it deepened. The kiss grew more urgent, more desperate, as if they both feared the night would slip away from them too soon. Viktor’s hands gripped Jayce’s shirt, pulling him closer, as though he could absorb the warmth of the other man’s body.

For a moment, it was just the two of them. Just Jayce and Viktor, caught up in the intimacy of the night, their hearts beating in sync as the world outside seemed to disappear.

When they finally pulled apart, Viktor’s chest heaved with the effort to catch his breath. He leaned against the windowsill, trying to steady himself as Jayce hovered close, his fingers still brushing against Viktor’s skin.

Viktor couldn’t hide the nervous smile that tugged at the corner of his lips. “This is madness,” he muttered, his voice laced with a mixture of disbelief and excitement. “Silco... he’s just a few rooms away.”

“Does that bother you?” Jayce teased, leaning in to press a kiss to Viktor’s ear. “Or is it that you’re too worried about getting caught?”

Viktor swallowed hard, his body betraying his unease. “I don’t know how much longer I can keep doing this.” He turned, glancing nervously toward the door that led deeper into his quarters. “If he finds out… if anyone finds out—”

“Then they find out.” Jayce interrupted, his tone confident, even bold. “But we’ll deal with that when it happens.”

Jayce’s hand slid around Viktor’s waist, pulling him closer. Viktor felt the heat of his body against his own, and despite the danger of their situation, he couldn’t deny the rush it gave him. It was forbidden, thrilling, and everything Viktor had been denying himself for years. Jayce’s confidence, his reckless abandon, it was everything Viktor didn’t know he needed.

Viktor sighed, his breath shaky. “We shouldn’t be doing this, Jayce. This… it can’t continue.”

“Why not?” Jayce asked softly, his lips hovering over Viktor’s ear. “Because of Silco? Or because of your conscience?” 

Viktor bit his lip. Both. He was betraying so much—Silco’s trust, the purpose he had dedicated his life to, and the tenuous peace between Piltover and Zaun. But when Jayce kissed him again, the protests died on his lips, swallowed by the passion they shared.

Jayce stepped back slightly, a playful glint in his eye. “You don’t need to decide right now, Viktor. Just let go, if only for tonight. You’ve got me here.”

Viktor’s heart ached at the simplicity of Jayce’s words. The offer was tempting, more than tempting—it was impossible to resist. But Viktor couldn’t stop the whirlwind of thoughts in his mind. 

“I’ve never done this,” Viktor admitted quietly, almost to himself. “I’ve never had anyone like you.”

Jayce reached out, lifting Viktor’s chin gently, forcing him to meet his gaze. “You don’t need to have done this before. We’ll figure it out together. But for tonight, we’re just two people… in this moment.”

And in that moment, Viktor couldn’t deny it anymore. He didn’t care about the risks, about Silco, about the consequences. 

All he wanted was this. 

Jayce.

“Okay,” Viktor whispered, his resolve slipping away completely as Jayce closed the gap between them once more.

As their lips met, Viktor finally allowed himself to embrace the feeling of freedom that Jayce brought him—freedom from his fears, his responsibilities, and his doubts.

For tonight, Viktor could pretend that everything was different. That maybe, just maybe, he could have both the passion of the moment and the hope of a future.

For tonight, nothing else mattered. 

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silco sighed and got into his room after a well deserved shower. he had made it a habit to protect his skin, he sat on his vanity and lit a candle. he made a mental note to tell vander to buy some soon. 

"hey gorgeous." 

speak of the devil.

silco was in the middle of tying his hair back when vander sauntered towards him with a grin, "you smell like you had a good time." vander chuckles and kissed his husbands' cheek making silco grimace slightly. 

vander sat on the bed and watched as silco began his ritual. he'd done it so much that vander was sure he memorized the steps. "whats happened?" silco asked, his eyes still in the mirror as he applied his moisturizer.

vander gives him a stupid grin, "benzo's asking cynthia's hand in marriage." 

silco widens his eyes and finally faced his husband, "what did she say?" vander shrugs, "old bastard hasn't done it yet. too scared." to which earned a snort from silco. "now who are you to say that? " 

the tone in silco's voice was playful and vander took advantage of that. "what? i thought i was romantic when i asked for yours." 

silco placed a mud mask on his cheeks and faced vander with a fond grin, "you were a wreck. i felt bad to deny you." 

vander feigns a gasp, "you married me out of pity?" he walks closer to silco and kissed his shoulder, careful not to smudge the cream from his skin care he worked so hard to apply. 

silco snorts and watched his husband thru the mirror, "well it wasn't the worst decision I've made.." vander seemed content at that, he got up to head for the shower.

"..yet." 

"i heard that!" 

silco snickers and continued his routine.

viktor had many problems, as a student taking up his masters while being assistant to the dean, everyday he faced some sort of problem.

this was one of those days.

he couldn't crack the whatever the hell this problem is that hiemerdinger have him. he sighed and stood up, he was pretty sure he's the only one awake at this hour. given powder and vi weren't staying up to god knows what. 

viktor was thankful he was situated in the rooms with one of the balcony's. at times like these he'd go for a stretch and just watch the city below. he stood up and walked towards the door— that was until he noticed someone threw a pebble on his window.

he waited a moment, making sure if he wasn't seeing things. 

thack!

that was it, he opened the door and checked down, his eyes widen.

"hey beautiful." 

"what are you doing here?!" viktor whisper yelled. 

jayce was hanging just beneath the balcony's floor, a hook neatly tucked and clung unto the railings for support. 

"what? is'now a bad time?" jayce finally climbed up and settled on the balcony next to viktor and viktor ignored the way his eyes lingered too long at jayce's bicep. 

"now is a very bad time!" he whisper yelled once more and jayce found it too endearing. "my guardians are just across me!" 

"relax chequito." he smiles and pulls viktor close and was about to kiss his boyfriend silly but was pushed away. "i— no! they can come in any minute!" instead of throwing jayce off the balcony he pushed him in his room.

jayce had already been familiar with his room, having gone a few times than the healthy amount. he walked towards the bed and sat down as he watched viktor pace to make sure his door was double locked. 

once secured he whipped his head and continued to whisper yell, "are you out of your mind?!"

"i've been told a few times." he follows viktors' gaze as his boyfriend walked towards him, already towering him.

jayce man spreading on his bed with a smug grin on his face was too much for viktor to handle. he was a weak man. viktor sighed and allowed himself to be touched, jayce placed his hands on his lovers' waist. "you eating well flaquito?" he rubs on his shirt, thumbs tracing his abdomen now.

"i sometimes dont enjoy your endearments." 

jayce grins and kisses his viktors' cheek for the first time tonight. "i've missed you." he murmurs against his skin, already nosing at viktors neck.

"i was busy, i'm sorry for not visiting." he played with jayces' hair. jayce shook his head, "i wanna go to your place anyway." 

viktor sighs, "you can't be hear. they'll have both our heads." well, more jayce's than his but eh.

"you old man'll love me!" his smile shines.

"the last time he saw you was the wanted poster outside out home." viktor deadpans.

"psh see? already got him won over i'm sure." he kisses viktors neck softly. 

viktor contemplated for a moment but reluctantly shifted to sit on jayces' lap. 

"oh?" jayce wrapped his arms around his lover and rested his chin on his shoulder. "help me get this off." viktor complains as he demands jayce to help with his knee brace. 

"tan mandona." jayce playfully grumbles and did as told anyway.

once free, viktor gently straddles jayce and hugs him. "im so tired." he huffs.

jayce kissed viktors nape, "wanna head to bed w'me?" 

viktor flicked jayce's forehead, "what part of my guardians being across my room do you not understand?"

"i just want a good nights rest with my lover, whatever are you thinking?" he teased and laughed when viktor squirmed on his lap. "bit more of that we might end up doing something else babe." 

"get me to bed you oaf." 

"alright, alright." jayce leaned back and allowed himself to engulf in the pillows. piltover has some nice ass cotton, he thought. 

"you better behave." viktor moved around to get his covers, to which jayce smiles. "i'm always in my best behavior." 

viktor hummed in amusement and shuffled closer to jayce. "what? no back talk?" jayce made a move to play with his hair, viktor didn't reply, just stared at jayce for a long while.

after staring for a short while making jayce feel conscious, viktor concluded that jayce's charisma consisted of two things; 1.) his muscles and 2.) his natural ability to be adorable. 

"amor?" jayce whispers. 

viktor caressed his cheek, "your beards growing again." he murmurs and rubbed his thumb on his jaw. 

"dont you like it?" jayce took viktors hand from his cheek and kissed his wrist. "it itches when you kiss me." viktor muses and burried himself on his lovers' chest. 

it should scare jayce that, that sentence alone was enough to convince him to shave as soon as possible.