A/N: heard this song on my walk the other day and it gave me “running through a castle out into the rain in a ball gown” vibes so…here it is hope you guys enjoy!
Word Count:964
Warnings: assumed infidelity (there is none), miscommunication, angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, kissing in the rain.
Your heels click noisily in the marble lined halls of the Academy, but the obnoxious sound doesn’t even bother you through the sound of your harsh breathing and hot tears running down your cheeks.
You should have known. You should have known this would happen.
Why wouldn’t it?
The exit approaches faster than anticipated, and you just barely manage to get your hands up in time to shove the heavy doors open.
Bursting out into the open air, your steps never falter, not even at the rain that pours from the sky. It soaks you to the bone almost instantly, drenching your evening gown and plastering it to your skin.
The weight of the drowned fabric does start to slow your steps despite your efforts to move faster as faint calls of your name sound from behind you.
His voice.
Glimpses of what you saw flash before your eyes and it makes the tears come harder. Not that anyone would notice as they mixed with the rain droplets cascading down your face.
It plays overandoveragain.
Mel touching him, sliding perfect hands up his arms. Jayce leaning against the wall as her lips meet his own. Jayce’s hands falling to her hips…
Another sob rips itself from your chest and your throat hurts from the force of it.
Why?
It’s the only question you keep asking yourself despite knowing the answer.
Because he deserves better than you.
Another call of your name - closer now than before, makes you move faster, desperate to put as much distance between yourself and the hurt you feel.
The delicate fabric of your dress catches on the cobblestone street below you, finally pulling you to a halt. Rain drums deafeningly all around you and the torrential downpour keeps you from seeing your peruser until he is practically on top of you.
Your name leaves his lips in a breathless whisper as he reaches out to you, hand scalding hot against your chilled skin.
“Don’t touch me!” You pull away from him, furiously tugging at your dress.
Jayce stands before you, just as soaked through as you are, hair disheveled and falling over his forehead.
Despite him being the last person you want to see, you can’t take your eyes off of him. Captured once again by the beauty that drew you in from the beginning.
“Please, let me explain.” He takes another tentative step towards you, and you have to will yourself to stand your ground.
“There’s nothing to explain!” You say, having to raise your voice to be heard over the pouring rainfall. “I understand, Jayce.”
The way your voice breaks is inevitable.
He looks at you in a way that reminds you of a wounded animal. Confusion and hurt contorting his features. You continue before he can speak.
“You two deserve each other.” The words are forced from your chest you swallow past the lump in your throat.
“I’m not…I’m not her. I can never be her. And she’s what you deserve to have, someone…worthy of being by your side.”
You reach up to instinctively wipe at your tears, the action doing nothing to clear the water from your cheeks.
Warm hands wrap gently around your wrists, something you don’t fight this time. Instead, you stay still as they travel up your arms to rest at your elbows.
“You’re the only person I want by my side.” Jayce tells you, no hint of deception in his eyes as he looks down at you.
Your lips part to argue but he stops you in your tracks, hands squeezing you imploringly.
“Mel came onto me. I would never…” he trails off, blinking away the water that clings to his lashes.
“I love you. And only you. If anyone is unworthy, it’s me.”
Eyes flick over his face, searching for any sign that he’s lying. But if you know anything about Jayce Talis, it’s that he has never lied to you.
Not once.
And if he truly was interred in Mel, you highly doubt he would have chased you out into this storm. You don’t have any words for him, feeling foolish for even thinking he would betray you.
Instead, you lean forward pressing your lips against his. His response is immediate and his lips are warm as he pulls you into him. Strong arms wrap around your waist, his fingers pressing into yiru side through the soaked fabric of your dress. As if he’s afraid of losing you.
He almost did because of your own assumptions.
Rain still falls and you can taste it on your tongue as Jayce continues to kiss you. The only thing that pulls you from him is the need for air and the violent shiver that shudders through you.
He gazes down at you when you separate from one another, his arms resting on your hips. Leaning your forehead against his, you speak just loud enough for him to hear.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have assumed…I just saw-“
Jayce stops you with a quick peck to the corner of your lips. “You thought what anyone would have, if they saw what you did.” He reasons, eyes dancing over your face.
“Why don’t we go home?” He suggests, eyes warm before he leans down to gather the skirt of your dress in his hands. “I can explain everything then.”
You nod, giving him a small smile. “I’d like that.” You say, following him towards the carriage that you all took to the Academy earlier in the evening. “But you don’t have to explain anything.”
You turn to him just before he opens the door to the carriage, pressing one last kiss to his lips before pulling back.
“I love you. I trustyou.”
He smiles, following you into the carriage to head home.
Currently working on a Jayce request and…he’s kinda hard to write? At least for me, but that may be because I’ve been writing so much Viktor and they’re so different from each other
Request: “what are arcane characters like after a discussion (*argument) with your reader. who would apologize first, how would they handle it.thanks” — @supermegapauselouca
Tags: i guess troubled relationships?
A/N:espero que vc goste! likes/reblogs/feedback greatly appreciated!! (SO SORRY FOR THE LONG HIATUS i seriously blame my anxiety and depression)
—SILCO one thing’s for sure, if you two will argue, silco will always stick with his thoughts. he has more power, and his vision for zaun often scares you because of what could happen when war ensues. silco would never threaten you, but if you ever did something to sabotage his vision, you’d imagine the worst and eventually avoid further arguments with him. when he realizes that it’s not only his work that terrifies you, but also himself. you two have a one-on-one heartfelt talk, assuring that he’ll get hurt first before you do.
—VIKTOR you and viktor could be arguing over the littlest things, like him staying up too late in the lab, or the lack of attention and time he has for you. you learn that viktor has a low frustration tolerance and he’ll snap at you if you try to pursue the argument. you notice the realization and guilt hit him and you see it in his eyes and face, and he’ll apologize in a low voice and take it out on himself when the self-blame hits.
—JINX jinx is never gonna admit that she’s wrong, so it’s just straight up gaslighting and lack of communication when you two argue. it would take her a while to finally open up to you because she destroys everything she sees, and one of you eventually apologizes. most of the time, it’s you apologizing for misunderstanding her, or her apologizing when she directly (or indirectly) hurts you. jinx cares and does not ever want to hurt you, but her actions and intrusive thoughts stop her from mending the damages she causes.
—VI you two will argue over everything. most of the time it’s for the sake of your own safety, and vi would never forgive herself if you ever got hurt and she couldn’t protect you in time. plus, vi is very sharp and tough as nails so her way of running things in zaun would not be to your liking due to the conditions and conflicts. vi always apologizes, though, and you two have to stick together if the two of you want to live and defeat silco.
— JAYCE TALIS jayce is pretty ambitious but yet so stubborn, so when you confront him on how he’s running council, he takes it very personally and looks down on you, thinking that you don’t know what you’re talking about and how you don’t know how politics work in piltover. jayce is the one who approaches you alone when he’s defeated and stuck in the situation he’s in. he admits that you were right, and asks for your help.
– SEVIKA you and sevika constantly bicker. she’s very verbal in the arguments, and insists that what she does is right, even if silco thinks otherwise. though you almost never see her soft or vulnerable side, you really want sevika to be responsible of her actions and what she says to avoid getting killed. she apologizes to you at the bar and offers you a drink. she knows she can’t focus without the thought of you getting hurt by silco, any zaun rival gangs or piltover enforcers.
ft. jayce, viktor, silco, vander, vi, jinx, caitlyn, ekko, finn, grayson, sevika, local cuisine
prince!jaycewho is the prince of a small, run-down country that has long since left its glory days behind, coming to your kingdom to ask for your hand in marriage to save his country from ruin. you, being the sole heir to the throne, have no shortage of suitors, jayce being one of many, a speck of sand in the desert. but he gets his chance like everyone else, and in the one day he gets to spend with you, he somehow manages to leave an impression. he starts off as standoffish. he isn’t all fake pleasantries like his peers, but that doesn’t mean he’s any less plastic. he has to win you over, the fate of his entire kingdom depends on it. yet his personality can’t help but shine through as he subtly challenges you when conversing, weighing your responses, testing you— a member of the royal family, to see if you’re worthyof your title. and suddenly his face is more interesting than the rose bushes of the colossal royal gardens, and a competitive spark has been light. what starts off as a contest develops into something more. his eyes burn with determination to get the biggest catch and place first just to show off for you. his hands get clammy before your daily walks, fixing his hair repeatedly before stepping into your line of sight. his breath lodges in his throat when he lays his eyes on you during the grand ball, and Viktor has to nudge him to remind him he has yet to give you the greeting you’re looking for. selfish as it may sound, suddenly it’s not his kingdom’s future he is trying so hard for, but his own.
