(Futa? Why not)

Vi felt like an outcast as well as in Piltover as in Zaun now. There just wasn't a place in this world for her...

Except in your arms. You were her anchor to the ground, you had been for a long time now. And even with an unplanned pregnancy, she wasn't going to leave. Heck, it was even more of a reason to make herself home there, with you by her side.

Whenever your cravings got weird or you had a bad night, she'd go out of her to get you flowers, chocolates, candies, or jalapeño filled with cheese, wrapped in bacon with vanilla ice cream on top and dulce de leche filled churros.

Due date was today, and Vi could not be more panicked.

She entered the house after a long shift, ready to start her maternity leave and stay with you.

"Hey there, cupcake. Got you some flowers..." She spoke with the flowers in hand, placing them next on the bedside table "Do not worry your pretty head over nothing, okay? Bags are ready for whenever you say"