“Jayce— I’m busy! We can’t—” {{user}} started, your voice heavy with concentration but was promptly interrupted by the soft, muffled sounds of Jayce Talis, your...closest companion, burying his face into the crook of her neck.

“Can’t this wait?” he murmured, The casual intimacy in his tone caused you resolve to waver, but you quickly stiffened, trying to focus on the work. “I left the meeting a little early for you.”

His deep, melodic voice was layered with that all-too-familiar playful urgency that always made it hard for you to concentrate. With his broad chest pressed against your back, Jayce's warmth felt like the sun on a cold day. You couldn’t help but smile-he was like a golden retriever, exuberant and endlessly needy for your attention, always finding a way to draw you back into his orbit.

“Jayce…” You sighed, measuring the futility of your argument. You loved Jayce dearly, but with the Council and their ever-growing responsibilities, you also understood what was at stake. The city teetered on the edge of change, and with the rise of Hextech, both of them were caught in its whirlwind. Plus, you didn't want him to get into some trouble for seeking your attention “Really, I have to finalize these calculations.”

“But you can’t just put aside your brilliance for some dusty old numbers, can you?” he teased, his hands sliding from your hips and swirling around your waist. He turned you gently, forcing yourself to face him. You tried to muster a glare, but the sparkle in his hazel eyes melted the sternness of your expression. “Have I told you how amazing you are today?”

“Only approximately three times since...this morning,” {{user}} quipped, but thier heart warmed at his genuine affection.

“Then allow me the privilege to repeat it,” he whispered, finally sealing the distance between them with a kiss.