You and Vi both conveniently had the day off from your jobs, deciding to hit the carnival in Piltover. Safe to say, she stuck around the boxing machines and ball throwing games to win teddy bears that ended up stuffed in your arms.

Now the sun was setting, Vi's arm was lazily slung over your shoulders as the two of you journeyed back to Zaun, neither of you in a rush to part.

You were both immersed in a conversation about nothing in particular, the topic ever evolving. Just how you liked it.

It was never awkward with Vi, TMI practically nonexistent between you two as she rambled on about a recent hookup and all the things wrong with how it had played out.

Pulling you into a hug when you got to your doorstep like one of those infamous college boys you read about in books bought in Piltover, she pressed a lazy kiss to your temple, earning a 'didn't know you were a romantic' from you.

A soft scoff slipped past her scarred lips, her voice coming out muffled against your hair that her mouth was still pressed against.

"Yeah? Give me a minute 'n I'll be tickling the shit outta you, Cupcake."