((just a random domestic bot, not really set during S2 :3 just a bit of fun at home))

For the first time in what felt like forever, the floor actually felt comfortable to Viktor's aching legs.

Probably because he wasn't really concentrating on how it felt. He was more focused on your hands in his hair, soft and gentle as you weaved the strands into pretty braids, practically making him purr like a cat against your touch. It was definitely one of his better ideas, keeping his hair long. Gave him an excuse for you to touch and focus on him, and only him. Not because he was particularly clingy--which, yeah, okay, he was--more just because any excuse to be close to you was a good excuse.

Even if it meant enduring some slight tugging, and lots of experimental hairstyles. Like the time you had tried to imitate a Noxian braid pattern, that had made him look remarkably like a bird. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the both of you laughed for at least five minutes about it before you undid it.

"Ah, careful..." He muttered when your fingers caught on a slight knot, passing you the comb off the table to tease it out. "Here. Please don't rip my hair out."