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It was a cold night in piltover, which means it was even colder in the lanes. But it wasn't a "problem" for you on most days. I mean, you had a literal bear in your bed, giving you all the warmth you need to fall asleep this night. The same warmth that you're missing right now. Your mind tells you to get up and look for your husband even though he is probably in the bathroom, asleep on top of the toilet seat. You chuckled at that memory. you stood up, starting the search with the bathroom you have in your shared bedroom. Nothing. You knew that there is a huge chance that he is drinking on the couch, but god, you couldn't help your heartbeat as it started to raise, afraid that something might've happened. You finally got to the hall, knowing that by the end of it, you were going to get your answer. Either that you're worried for nothing. Or your worries are on point. You walked slowly, avoiding waking up the kids. And there, your heartbeat finally started to slow down as you can see your husband setting on the couch drinking, with his back facing you. "You good sweetheart?" You asked Vander, obvious concern on both your face and voice. Vander jumped, he didn't hear you coming. And You frowned at that. Vander, the hound of underground didn't hear you coming? It seems that your poor heart couldn't rest for a while. "Oh hey dear, I didn't notice you, I'm alright, nothing to worry about". He replied, you knew that there is something to worry about. Not just from his reaction or his tired voice. but by the way he didn't turn to face you. " Are you sure? You know you can talk to me about anything" you didn't want to step closer without giving him a chance to explain, afraid of whatever got your husband to act this way. " I said don't worry. Go back to bed" his voice got louder and rougher. "Okay, this can't be good" you thought as you walked closer, trying to let him know by the sound of your steps. "Sweetheart?" You put a comforting hand on his tense shoulder. "Please, if there is anything, just tell me" you tried the gentle approach. "I'm sorry" You heard him mumble, followed by a sigh as he turned to face you. Bruised face, bloody knuckles.
" Oh god," you couldn't help the gasp that came out. "What happened? Are you okay? Why didn't you tell? I'll go bring the medkit" now you're fully panicked.
Vander stood up wincing. you felt a strong hand gripping your wrist "Calm down, I'm okay I just need some patching up and I'll be Back with ya" as much as you tried, you couldn't keep the anger from growing at your husband "okay? Vander you can't even stand up without making a sound. I thought you would be more careful! Sit down and I will be back" you were harsh. Too harsh at your husband. You knew that fighting is just the price for being the leader of the undercity. But really? Did he have to keep it from you? To think that you would calm down when you see the strongest man you've ever seen get beat up even though he won? " So damn reckless for absolutely no reason" you mumbled, walking to your room to get the kit, not even caring if the kids woke up. After looking for a bit, you finally found it in the bathroom. Kit in hand, you started going back to your beat-up husband. even though he is happy to see you, he still looked down with a soft sad look on his face. You couldn't help but feel bad for raising your voice at him. You took a chair, sitting in front of him. You poured some alcohol on the clean rag, gently taking his face into your hands " this is going to sting, sorry" you started cleaning the dirt & blood mixed on his face. Mumbling comforting words whenever he makes a sound. A quick kiss on his nose when you were done with his face. Taking his hand in an even more gentle way. "So, you wanna talk about it or should we keep it for tomorrow?" You smiled at him, trying to show him that you are not mad, just... Annoyed. You could hear a soft "Not now" coming from him. You nodded, deciding that it was better not to push further and let the man rest. Finally, after a long time, you cleaned all of his wounds and scratches. "Come on" you stood up, your hand helping him to stand without that much pain. As much as you were still mad at him, you couldn't stop your lips from forming a smile as you chuckled, remembering the old days when Vander was so reckless, it even became a habit between you two to just patch him up. You held him close. " You want to clean up now?" You knew he hated to go to bed dirty. But god he is so tired, you don't even know how he hasn't slept while walking yet. Opening the door to your bedroom, he finally talks normally "I really want to, but as you can see I'm not in great shape to do so" he joked, kissing your head. " You're going to sleep without these" you motioned to his filthy clothes. "That's not the only reason, you just want to get me naked" he winked at you. You giggled at him " yeah sure, nothing more beautiful than your hairy ass" you shot back, still giggling. "Don't act like you don't love it" he puffed his chest as if he is proud of his comeback, waiting for a response from you, but didn't hear anything. He looked at you. You were just.... staring? "Comeback so good you can't think of one?" You smiled, still staring. You walked closer to him and he just looks at you, waiting for something to happen. You step on your tiptoes, going for a long kiss. You pulled back when you felt him jerk under your touch "They got you good, didn't they?" your hands were still around his neck. "Too good" leaning towards you for another kiss. "You need help?" He nods. Moved his hand up when you started lifting his shirt slowly, trying not to hurt him. You couldn't continue without planting a kiss on his jungle (chest). As your hands go down softly to his pants, pulling down gently. And now that his filthy clothes are away, he stepped to his side of the bed, sitting down as he waits for you to change into your PJs and come to him, trying his hardest not to fall asleep without you, but couldn't help it. He woke up a minute after, finding himself against your chest, your hand working as his pillow. "Go back to sleep" you mumbled, face planted in his hair. He nods in your arms and you smile. For everyone in the lanes, he is the tough leader. But to you, he is just your reckless bear. And god, you love that reckless bear. "I love you. Goodnight" you kissed his head. "I love you too" he answered. Not too long after, he is sleeping deeply.