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Jayce and Viktor take a step back in awe. They’ve done it.
The blueprints they redid dozens of times, the parts Jayce had to reforge for every minor adjustment, the endless hours spent tweaking each variable just so - it’s all finally paid off.
The hex crystal buzzes contentedly on the lab table before them. There’s no unwarranted sparks, no unpredicted gravitational anomalies, no unexpected shrill noises piercing their ears. Just their contraption and the hex crystal vibrating in harmony.
“It is working,” Viktor gasps. He runs his hand through his hair in disbelief, a wide grin splitting his face.
“Viktor, we did it.” Jayce starts laughing, practically jumping for joy. “We did it!!” He looks over at his partner, a mere few inches from their shoulders touching.
Viktor’s excited golden eyes reflect blue, reminiscent of two pieces of topaz Jayce kept on his windowsill as a kid. He’s never seen Viktor smile so wide before, lips pulled taut and crooked teeth visible. Viktor’s face looks small between his hands. Viktor’s skin is soft under his rough callouses. Viktor’s nose slots next to his like a puzzle piece. Viktor’s lips are chapped and warm, just how he always pictured they’d be.
Viktor Viktor Viktor.
It’s not until Jayce pulls back to breathe that he realizes what he’s done. Viktor stands frozen before him in shock, eyes wide and smile replaced with a dropped jaw. He had just grabbed Viktor’s face and kissed him. Kissed him with no warning, no consent, no chance of pulling away. Jayce stumbles back a few steps, almost tripping over a stool.
“I’m, holy shit, I’m so sorry, V, oh my god,” Jayce stutters out. Now he’s the one running his fingers through his hair in disbelief. “That was wildly unprofessional, I don’t know what came over me.”
Viktor stalks towards him, eye contact never breaking. Some emotion passes over his face that Jayce can’t identify. He feels like a fly trapped in a spider’s web. Viktor comes to a stop in front of Jayce and looks up. His eyes are calculating now, running through unknown equations at lighting speed. Jayce’s breathing is shallow, as if trying to make himself as stilll as possible.
Slowly, painfully so, Viktor leans up on his toes. His eyes dart between Jayce’s own eyes and his lips, a silent question. Jayce remains still, determined for Viktor to have full control of this moment. Their lips meet softly, as if too much pressure would shatter the moment. The world stops spinning as they stay locked in place for somewhere between a fleeting second and several hours. When Viktor does pull back, he looks up at Jayce through his lashes. He wears a smaller smile than before but this one drips with affection.
“I cannot wait to see what you will do for our next breakthrough.”