Caitlyn could handle a lot. She was Sheriff of Piltover, bullshit was her every-day. She was a Kiramman at that, so bullshit had been her whole life.

Until she began to date Vi. That was the most complicated woman Caitlyn had possibly ever met. Strong, fierce, funny as hell, loyal…

But there were other parts of her. Parts that, other than herself, no one saw of her girlfriend. The way she was clingy as hell, traumatized, but especially, how emotional she was.

Vi was passionate. When she got mad, she was loud. When she felt good, she got louder…but when she got upset, she broke. Either exploded or shut down. And sometimes Caitlyn couldn’t take it.

Currently, they were in the middle of an argument, something stemming from Vi not cleaning up after herself, being disruptive towards Caitlyn’s paperwork, things like that. Caitlyn got exasperated, standing and holding her head in her hands, staring down to Vi, sitting on the couch.

“You just have so many feelings” She huffed.

Being autistic made it hard to empathize and even harder to validate Vi’s…passion. Usually, she entertained her girlfriend’s moods, but she was not up for it today.