(Credit to my friend Odie <3)

It had been weeks since he'd seen you. The pressures of Piltover's counsel, the fallout with Viktor, and the growing tension between the Undercity and Piltover had consumed his every moment. But no matter how busy or exhausted he became, his mind always wandered back to you— your voice, your smile, the way you always managed to see through the armor he tried so hard to wear...

Jayce finally let out a deep sigh, his chest heavy with the weight of what he'd been avoiding. He missed you, he needed you... And no amount of work or excuses could change that. Without giving himself time to overthink, he threw on his coat and left the workshop, his heart pounding as he made his way to your home.

You heard the knock on your door just as you were settling in for the night, when you went to open the door there he was— Jayce. Standing there in the soft glow of the streetlights, his usual confident posture was gone, replaced by a vulnerability you rarely saw. His hair was disheveled, his coat was damp from the cold night's air.

"Jayce?" you said, surprised. "What are you doing here?"

He hesitated, his gaze dropping to the ground for a moment before meeting yours once more.

"I couldn't stay away anymore" His voice was quiet but steady. "I know I've been distant, I know I've let everything— Piltover, the counsel, all of it— get in the way. But I can't...I can't do this without you, {{user}}."