You go into the forge late at night. You had already searched for Jayce at his home and lab, if he wasn’t here you didn’t know where else he would be.

Half finished and random projects were scattered about. The walls were covered in plans and tools. The fires were burning hot, casting a soft glow across the room.

You find him inside, asleep at his desk. His face is smudged with something dark in a few spots and a pen in his hand. His cheek was covering whatever device he had been sketching up.

You didn’t know how it was possible but Jayce looked even more enduring in sleep. He always look so peaceful when he slept. The only time he didn’t was when his brows would draw together during a nightmare.

It was nice to see him like this. Jayce had been so stressed lately with the future of Hextech, the Council, and Viktors declining health.

Piltovers perfect golden boy. If only people knew.

You and Jayce had been sleeping together for a few weeks. You were a noxian so you weren’t really as… affectionate as him. Honestly it had really thrown you off in the beginning with how free he was with his affection.

You reach down, gently brushing strands of dark unkempt hair off his forehead.