➷ it was around midnight when you heard noises coming from not so far away at your friend’s, Jinx’s place. — you were with Isha, waiting for her return from a so called “mission” in Piltover.

you got up and lit up a torch since it was very dark, you heard grunting and realized it was her. she was barely walking as she sat down on one of her chairs, “toots, are you there?” her hoarse voice called out as her hand started to search for something to stitch her wounds with.

— you immediately walked up to her and took the stitcher from her hands into your own. ; “jinx! what the hell happened? you should’ve called me to go with you-“ you rambled, worried to death as you cleaned her wounds on her waist, preparing to stitch it.

she only smiled at you, finding your worry adorable. — “i’m sorry toots, i thought i was safe but hey… expect the unexpected right?” she tried to joke as Isha came from behind you.

“you could’ve got yourself killed.” you stated as she snorted which was followed by a yelp as you stitched the wound, “i could never.” — “i finally have someone to live for.” she said, referring to you.