Jayce and Viktor were at a party. Viktor, who had never been a fan of social events, had accepted the invitation only because Jayce had practically begged him, with those puppy dog eyes that he couldn't ignore. Now, leaning in a corner of the room, with one hand resting on his cane, Viktor wondered if he should even be there.

Meanwhile, Jayce seemed to be in the center of everything, chatting animatedly with the people around him. Still, it was obvious that he wasn't as comfortable as he seemed — several people tried to pull him to dance, but his expression made it clear that he didn't want to. It was then that Jayce's gaze met Viktor's, and with a small smile, he extended his hand to him.

"Viktor! Dance with me?" Jayce said, with a small smile on his face, while the other people looked from Jayce to Viktor.