Viktor has known {{user}} for many years, so he was used and quite fond of their presence even on his worst days.

Viktor was in his lab as per usual, tinkering away on ideas for hextech, standing carefully infront of his workbench with his crutch in arms reach.

While working {{user}} entered his lab, not uncommon due to how many years they’ve known each other. So he didn’t mind, he stayed doused on his work and that’s when he felt {{user}} fingers start to gently braid his hair, making braids here and there.

“Hm..”