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CHAPTER ONEEEE: LATE NIGHTS

“Vik…?” Jayce heads snaps up, a groggy groan coming out of his throat. What time was it…? He heard metal clanking and sounds coming from the other room. ‘Viktor. It’s 4am.’ He thought to himself. He got up and suddenly froze. Coughing. Wet coughing. Loud and violent. Jayce peeked out of the outside room that led to the lab. Viktor was wiping something from his mouth.
Blood.
Jayce walked over to him, pretending he hadn’t seen anything.
“Hey…uh, it’s 4am…?”
Viktor shushed him. He clicked his tongue as a flash of light emerged from the wires he was placing cautiously together.
“Viiiiikkk…” called Jayce again
“What”
Viktor finally looked up, expression deadpanned but helplessly fond.
“It’s 4 am”
“Time for Hextech then” he said shrugging, his Czech accent rolling the syllables of his every word
“Maybe Hextech…tomorrow?”
Viktor put his tall pale slim finger on Jayce’s lips.
What.
Jayce combusted internally, Viktor noticed (of course he did)
“Why are you hot”
“Wh-what?” Choked Jayce
“Why are you hot?” Repeated Viktor “hot. Like warm. Your face is…red. Are you sick, Jayce? Have you been drinking?” Said the man, incredulous
“WH-WHAT NO” he answered, flustered
Viktor laughed to himself
“It’s four am go to bed” he sighed
“No”
“Viktor”
“No”
Viktor turned back around and started adjusting wires again. It was pointless, even after years of working together Jayce could still not convince his partner.
Suddenly Viktor doubled back and coughed. He was folded on to himself in pain, a red stain blooming on the surface of a tissue.
“Fuck…Vik…”
Jayce came closer, patting him in the back.
“I-I’m fine”
Jayce didn’t want to push it more, but the pitiful face he pulled was back. Viktor hated no—loathed that face. One he only reserved for the sick, crippled, weak him.
“S-sorry” Jayce muttered, giving him space.
“Jayce, I must ask you something” Viktor said lightly
“Y-yeah?”
“You know the report for Hextech you…eh…handed in?”
“Yeah”
“What did you write on it?”
“What do you mean?” Jayce said, distracted, rubbing his sleepy eyes
“For my name…what did you write?”
“Uh…Viktor, like always?”
“No, no…” he laughed “You see I read it and…there was a full name required. I was wondering if you were going to ask me…” his voice trailed off then he looked at Jayce again, grinning “you did not, I was wondering what you wrote”
“O-oh…” Jayce chuckled awkwardly “uh…I think I didn’t write anything…I guess it wasn’t a problem”
Viktor was a little pink, seeing his glistering (sleep deprived) eyes, Jayce blushed as well.
“You see that is just the problem…”
Viktor’s voice slurred, he was so tired…
“Mel…Mel Medarda…came u to ME today… or yesterday…Yes, yesterday since we are… we are in the morning now… and she asked me why she hadn’t been invited to the wedding, OUR wedding”
Jayce’s brain probably short circuited, wedding? What wedding? Had he married…married Viktor and he had not known? That was ridiculous! Viktor was his PARTNER. Uh-fuck. Viktor was his SCIENCE partner. Not…not…
“What did you write on that paper, Jayce” asked Viktor again, his eyes closing but still grinning crookedly, his hair tilted with quirkiness
“I…I…”
Then it hit him like a train in the chest. He had been so stupid! He had written VIKTOR, then JAYCE TALIS. which could had been, as interpreted by Mel, Viktor and Jayce TALIS. fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck—
A loud thud snapped his out of his thoughts.
“VIK”
Viktor had fell to the ground, slipped off his chair, he was now fast asleep, his double lidded eyes were closed for good.
“Viktor…” Jayce sighed softly.
He lifted him with ease and carried the man to a bed. He put the covers on him and fluffed the pillow, gently resting Vitkors head onto the soft surface of the bed.
“Married…” whispered Jayce more to himself than anyone else “Married”
Jayce chuckled to himself. His eyes were closing, Viktor was right there, sleeping peacefully, a stain of blood was visible on his sleeve.
Married to Viktor…

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Viktor stirred in his sleep, suddenly feeling a soft breathing next to him made him jerk awake.
“ACK—
Jayce. Motherfucking. Talis. Was asleep, in HIS bed. He was not any close to waking up.
“Jayce”
Viktor got out of bed, leaning on his cane. The cane that he had remembered to bring for him. Viktor smiled.
“Jayce…”
He awkwardly poked him with the tip of his cane. Once, twice, not enough to wake the bloody giant apparently.
Viktor rolled his eyes and dressed himself and went to the lab to take some notes on the Hexcore and if it had evolved yet.
What he didn’t know was that Jayce was awake. He had woken after the fifth cane tap. He opened his eyes and they directly fell on a changing Viktor. A shirtless Viktor, back brace visible, putting on a shirt. Jayce had combusted instantly, going red in the cheeks and the ears. Jayce hid his eyes in the pillow and when Viktor had looked back he had just assumed he was sleeping. 5 minutes out of the room, Viktor heard Jayce in the bedroom, his bedroom, waking up. He smiled to himself and went to get the ‘Man of Progress’ mug and another white chipped mug and filled both with coffee. 2 milks, 1 sugar for Jayce, just black coffee for him. He smirked again as he sipped his black coffee from the prestigious ‘Man of Progress’ mug.
“Jayce, I made coffee for you” he called out
“Hey…Hey…uh… I didn’t uh I didn’t sleep…uh” strutted the man as he came out of the bedroom
“You did” he replied simply
“S-sorry, uh…”
“No worries, it was 4 am and you just carried me across the room to the bed, and brought my cane, it is easily forgiven”
Jayce grinned
“How come I get the chipped mug?” He said, immediately noticing the swapped coffee mugs
Viktor giggled to himself.
Jayce flipped in his book humming to himself.
A knock, two knocks and a hug pitched
“Boys?? Are you in there? Are you decent?!” Cried out the obviously recognizable voice of Pr. Heimerdinger
Viktor looked at Jayce and suppressed a laugh. He also probably thought they were married. Jayce averted his gaze fidgeting, turning red.
“Yes, professer…” he muttered
Heimerdinger obviously hadn’t heard the very flustered Jayce and knocked again.
“Boys?” “Goodness, they aren’t decent…” he muttered “BOYS I’LL BE OUT HERE TELL ME WHEN YOU’RE DRESSED!” he shouted in the (very public) corridor to mortified Jayce’s regret to have not spoken louder.
“We…WE ARE DRESSED, PROFESSOR, PLEASE COME IN”
Viktor was laughing fit to bursts now.
Heimerdinger opened the door and nodded politely, his tiny mustache wiggling as he patted toward them.
“Hello, boys! I wanted to ask, I don’t want to be rude, but…nobody seemed to have been invited to the wedding.”
Jayce breath caught and Viktor was already holding in a laugh.
“P-professor…uh…with all do respect, we aren’t” hurried to correct
“Y-you…aren’t…?”
“N-no… I simply…uh, my ignorance simply created a…misunderstanding when I wrote the names on the document…”
The small man seemed very confused.
“We aren’t married” clarified Viktor lightly
“Oh…! Well I’m terribly sorry for the misunderstanding…I simply assumed since you are both…”
“Don’t worry Professer,” cut in Viktor with a tiny suppressed giggle “We’ll need to get back to work however, don’t mind to spread clarification on the matter”
“Of course of course”
As he hurried towards the door, Viktor suddenly started coughing again, dry at first then wet, blood splattered on the floor. It didn’t stop, he coughed so much he had to press his hand firmly on his chest, drips of blood leaking from his mouth. His vision was blurring. He bent forward as more blood splattered across the desk, across papers. He saw panic flash across Jayce’s face. He could hear Heimerdinger’s voice, and Jayce’s voice, Jayce’s voice… was so close to his. Jayce was…saying his name… he tried to tell them he was fine… Jayce was already close to him, both arms supporting him from the back. He could here words ‘breathe’ ‘viktor’ ‘it’s okay’ ‘hospital’… Another violent coughing fit interrupted sharply, his chest heaved and he was shaking, his grip tightening around his cane. Suddenly the cane slipped. Suddenly he was on the floor. Suddenly his eyes were closing. He coughed again, more blood. Blood. Jayce… Jayce… Jayce.

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“Viktor! Holy…Oh my god, thank goodness your awake…I was so worried…”
His voice trailed off as he saw his partner, eyes red rimmed and large bags beneath his eyes, breathing rough and a tube through his nose.
“Jayce…”
His voice was a mere croak.
“You”re okay…You’re in the hospital. They’ll come out with your diagnosis soon…”
“I already know what I have” Viktor answered, scoffing
“Yeah but- wait what?”
“Yes” Viktor answered simply, he coughed two times and Jayce handed him a water glass. “Thank you, when I was younger there was a thing that was put into the Undercity and it affected me. I was very young and often outside, you know, with my parents and all, but I was already weak at birth so that…eh…gas, didn’t help. I was born with the leg” he said as Jayce looked at his foot under the covers.
“Right, right… You never told me…”
“You didn’t ask, I’m open about it, you know my whole life, Jayce”
He let out a watery laugh, Jayce could see the tears that threatened to fall, Viktor looked exhausted, worked out, tired and in pain.
Jayce took his hand.
“You alright?” He asked softly
Viktor swallowed; “Jayce…How much time do I have…?”
Jayce just looked down to his shoes.
“Say it” he said again, his voice always stubborn but still weak
“Not much” said a new voice, a woman’s, Viktor opened his eyes again to see a nurse.
“Hello Viktor, we’ll be on our way with some painkillers soon…Just to inform you, your doctor from the Undercity suggested Shimmer, he came here earlier…” she glanced at Jayce
“My…doctor?”
Jayce nodded then mouthed ‘I’ll explain later’
“Yes, um… obviously we won’t be giving that.” She said pointedly “Now, we have your diagnoses, I’ll just leave the papers here and you can read, if you have any questions I’ll bring the doctor. Anyways, I’ll go and get your medicine” she stood up and left the room. Viktor sighed into the pillow. He looked too tired to read so Jayce took the clipboard. One word flashed in his mind. The rest was a blur. This phrase. This…
‘Patient (young) has been in the Undercity while weak when Gray (Kiramman) gas was diffused;’
The word made Jayce flinch. He re read it again two times, three… Viktor was asleep now. Jayce’s breathing was labored flashes of light, the light was too bright…. ‘When Gray (Kiramman) gaz…’ He remembered…. They were young… He remembered….

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“Jayce… Jayce, hm… Jayce, Jayce! Jayce!!”
“Huh?”
Jayce’s head snapped up and looked at Viktor. He was weakly sitting up from the bed, his eyes weakly open.
“Oh,oh! Hey…Sorry…How’re you feeling?”
“Eh…”
“Um…Did you know…uh…” Jayce sighed, rubbed his eyes…that memory had really stirred him up, angered him even…
“What? Jayce, tell me…” he said, his accent thickening
“Did you know…the gas…that, uh…”
“The grey”
“Yeah…uh…
“Jayce”
“Do you know who released it?” He finally bluttered out, his eyes refused to meet the golden ones of the man sitting on the bed.
Viktor watched him and then nodded.
“You…you know?” Asked Jayce again
“Of course I know”
“Wh— You…Whatd o you mean you…?”
“The Kiramman’s if I’m not mistaken…”
“Why…why didn’t you say nothing…Viktor…You saw Cait at…You see Cait all the time, she’s like my best friend!”
“I know”
“Then why didn’t you…”
“She’s your friend, I wouldn’t want you to…think badly of her. Also, all you Piltovian’s probably attended that ceremony, I don’t blame you…. But I did not want pity”
Jayce pulled the pitiful face again, Viktor awkwardly shifted.
“Don’t think badly of her…” he started
Jayce cut him off:
“Well, I do! Why the fuck would she do that…?!”
“Jayce…”
“Fucking hell…” Jayce muttered to himself, pushing his hair back from his eyes
“Jayce—
A sharp cough interrupted him
“Hey….” Jayce started softly
“It is fine.”
“I suppose you’d want to…talk to Caitlyn Kiramman, yes?”
“Well, yeah!”
The rage in Jayce for his partner got louder. So loud it hurt him, his eyes burned and his chest ached as he watched his partner’s worsening condition.
“Tell her i do not blame her…You don’t blame her, either…right?” he said weakly, as his eyes were closing again
Jayce didn’t make any promises.

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“Jayce?!”
Jayce had been concentrating on his angered steps so hard he bumped into someone long down the stairs. He spun around, his face still scrunched in white cold rage. It immediately softened at the sight of a perfect, beautiful woman;
“Counciler Medarda! Apologies… I am in a rush” he bluttered
“Nonsense, Jayce, and please, it’s Mel. What’s the rush?”
“Did you…did you know that the Grey…”
“The gas?”
“Yeah”
“Of course. The Kiramman family released it on Caitlyn’s tenth birthday, showing their support for her dream of being an enforcer.”
“How does sending a killer gas show support for that job?!” He shouted
He didn’t mean to shout. Mel seemed taken aback.
“You were present at the event as well, Jayce. Explain that to me. She was just a child”
Mel said coldly before turning away.
Jayce bolted down the stairs and angrily flung the door out of his way. He rushed to Caitlyn’s home, eyebrows furrowed in rage.
“What the fuck, Cait?!” He yelled as he entered the mansion.
Thank god Tobias and Catherine weren’t home.
“Jayce?!” She cried, turning to look at him, surprised.
Jayce held up Viktor’s diagnose and spread it on the table. He was shaking. His friend. His best friend… and Viktor. Viktor, the man he laughed with about math equations. Viktor, the man his shoulders brushed when they were trying to solve something. Viktor the man he carried to bed when he couldn’t do it himself. Viktor the man who shared his passion. Viktor, the man everyone thought he was married to…
Married…
Caitlyn finished reading the diagnosis, she didn’t seem to catch what it was about.
“Is this for Viktor?” She asked softly “God…It’s terminal?” He bristling accent thickening with concern
“Why the fuck would you care?”he mumbled coldly
“Jayce…What?!”
Jayce pointed at a line in the page.
“Patient (young) has been in the Undercity while weak when Gray (Kiramman) gas was diffused”
Caitlyn slowly looked up to him.
“Jayce, it wasn’t my decision. I barely knew what was going on”
“You did it!”
“Yeah, on my birthday because I wanted to be an enforcer and my parents said that was the way!” She burst out
“That’s why he’s dying, Cait! Do you understand?! My best friend is dying!”
“…Aren’t I your best friend as well, Jayce…?” She replied quietly
Jayce was biting the inside of his cheek to not explode with swear words and lash out on her.
“Don’t talk to me.” He said turning away
“I didn’t fucking know, Jayce! I was just doing what I was told!” She protested, grabbing his arm so he couldn’t leave
Jayce stepped up towards her, she recoiled instinctively, her grip tightened on the gun before she realised she even did that.
“You’re fucking scared of me. God. You’re scared of me, Cait” said Jayce, seizing his hair
“Jayce…”
“Stay away from him” he said turning to the door
Caitlyn eyes widened, her lip was trembling
“Stay away” repeated Jayce
He barged out the door in fury stepping out of the Kiramman mansion, angrier than ever. Each step was heavier and heavier. He couldn’t wait to get to the lab.

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Heyyy its BEE(TLE) THE AUTHOR I just wanted to share a small poem I wrote so uh it’s super random and NOT PART of the fic AT ALL LMAO but it’s good so it’s like Mel and Jayce are together and Viktor is kind of jealous and sad or smt yeah. Anyway u can skip if u want it doesn’t go w the fic so u wont miss a story line.

i have to breathe with a tube through my nose
I have to breathe when you come in
You let me breathe asleep, so near, so close
You let me breathe when I forget to
I have to keep breathing when she comes along
I have to keep breathing when she holds your hand while we walk
I know you chose her
So why do I keep feeling like you're choosing me?

Golden boy
With your squared shoulders and your contagious laugh
Golden boy
When you guide me as I lean on my cane

: When you see me you smile
I wave like I don’t care
I care a lot, but I’m not a cryer
When you see her your smile gets wider
And its a fact, you’ll probably get married
You’ll be successful, she’ll be too, you’ll get her really nice things
I’ll just be a background character for now
You’ll have kids and buy her a really nice ring
And I’ll fade and ill fade and I’ll fade

I have to breathe when I see her
I have to breathe when I’m ignored
You let me breathe when we’re alone
You let me breathe when she doesn’t look
I have to keep breathing even if I know you were in her room yesterday
I have to keep breathing when you left me on read, you were partying
I know you chose her
So why do I feel like…
Are you still choosing me?

Golden boy
why do you look at me like that,
you know that my birthday is in which month
Golden boy
I feel like you want two people at once

You can’t have me, I won’t let that.
I’m not to your standard and she’s so much better
She talks like it’s nothing
I have an accent
She says jokes like it’s nothing
I need to think about them
All we do is work
With her there’s more perks
I want you to be happy
And you won’t be
With me

And ten years from now, we’ll meet again
You will have a beard and a wife and a house on the sun sight
Three kids or maybe two, she wanted four right?
And if you choose her
I won’t need to worry anymore
you won’t even notice,
You’ll hear my voice in your dreams, see my face in the clouds
I’ll be less than that background character.
Ten years from now

TYSMMMMMMMMMMMMM,M NOW BACK TO THE FIC ——————————>>>

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Viktor was asleep softly on the hospital bed, the machines hummed while Jayce sat beside him. He wasn’t going to leave his side, not after everything… He expected himself to wait a long time but after fifteen minutes of getting up, pacing the room, questioning if he did the right thing and getting five cups of coffee he finally got bored. He saw Viktor’s half opened notebook on the edge of the table. He reached for it, wanting to advance his research on Hextech. He opened the notebook and then his brain immediately realized it wasnt his. Obviously it hadn’t been the first time he’d mixed up his and Viktors matching notebook. He curiously continued to flip the pages, Viktor’s notes were always neat, his were…messy. Extremely messy, almost unreadable. He read some notes and he loved looking and Viktor’s small diagrams. He flipped a page and landed on a page with…name?

The notes followed:
“I did tell Jayce my name is Viktor, never told him the spelling
-Viktor
-Victor
I don’t know which spelling is better, both resemble my name.
Ask Jayce??
No.
New name: Viktor” and on the bottom of the page a small smiley face and a doodled flag with pink blue and white stripes. Jayce’s developed scientific brain couldn’t seem to think anymore. Was Viktor…Trans? Why hadn’t he told him? They had been partners—hum, hum, science partners for how many years, now? He knew Jayce’s whole life. Who knew Viktor had so many secrets. Jayce brushed his hair softly, anyway, it wasn’t going to change anything. Jayce placed the book neatly back on the table next to him. Viktor stirred in his sleep. Jayce smiled to himself,
He looked so relaxed when he was asleep…
Handsome…
He looked so pretty…

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Viktor was back at the lab, the nurses wanted to let him stay later because of how pale and frail he was. But you know Viktor, his pride would have never allowed it.
Jayce was checking out the mail absentmindedly humming.
“Jayce” Viktor said vaguely like it was no importance but it very much was
“Hm?”
“Have you…eh… taken my notebook while I was asleep?”
“WH-WHAT UH HUH HOW DO YOU KNOW IM SORRY”
Viktor laughed
“It was not in the same position. I suppose you know now, hm?”
Jayce nodded already scarlett.
“I didn’t tell you not because that I didn’t trust you I was simply afraid to… mess up”
Jayce didn’t know what to say about that.
“Sorry…” he mumbled
“OH MY GOD”
Jayce leaped out of his chair in excitement clutching a letter and a smile spread on his face
“What? What is it?” Cried Viktor panicked
“THE INNOVATORS COMPETITION! We’re in!”
“With Hextech?”
“YEA!!”
Viktor smiled. Jayce out of pure impulse went and hugged his (science) partner.
“Hum umff uh Jayce ur compressing me into void”
Viktor muttered
“Oh haha sorry…just happy”
“We must start the presentation!” Said Viktor urgently leaning on his cane to sit.
“Yeah yeah yeah” Jayce repeated under his breath a awkwardly
HELP ME IDK WHAT TO WRITE UGH

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Viktor was dressed in a white and red suit with gold buttons and chains. Jayce matched his but more built for his larger figure.
“You ready?” Jayce asked practically shaking with excitement
“Yes” “Jayce calm down you look like a puppy” smirked Viktor, although there was no sharpness in his tone
“Yeah… sorry. You have your speech prepared ?”
Viktor hummed and nodded
“You?”
“Yeah…”
“JAYCE”
Jayce turned around to see no other then Caitlyn Kiramman. She was dressed in a long dark blue dress to match her hair and was holding a clipboard.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” Jayce yelled, louder than he wanted to. He immediately placed himself infront of Viktor, protectively.
“I don’t want to talk to you” said Jayce
“Jayce…” started Viktor weakly
Jayce didn’t look at him
“Jayce I’m presenting the event, you fuckface. Get over it, I was 10, alright? I didn’t know what I was doing, blame my mother at worse!”
She muttered under her breath
“You’re just being overprotective for your boyfriend.”

“HES NOT MY BOY…”
She had already turned her heels and started climbing the steps to the stage
“Welcome to the grand innovators competition!”
“Jayce…I told you to not blame her…”
Jayce was breathing, his chest heaved up and down. Viktor was right. Caitlyn was right. He had been such a…
“Cait! Cait!”
He tried to whisper to her to get her attention. Her attention was long gone, focusing on the public, giving out information and flyers with her mother waving at the crowd.
“Leave it. Talk to her later.” Muttered Viktor
“I messed up”
“Mhm”
Jayce fumbled with his papers, almost shaking as he heard Caitlyn’s mother call his name:
“Our second contestants: Jayce and Viktor Talis with Hextech!”
Jayce and Viktor TALIS
fuck, he had written it like that on the form too. Viktor noticed and chuckled at him. He took his crutch and the two entered the stage. The light was bright, microphones buzzed, music rang in their ears. He noticed Mel Medarda in the crowd smiling at him, he blushed a little but turned his head to see Caitlyn. Caitlyn looked angry, no, annoyed, but also sad. Disappointed maybe. She gave him quick glances then stormed off to the back of the stage. Then, his eyes landed on Viktor. He looked obviously nervous but also happy, he kept fidgeting with his fingers anxiously.
“Jayce!” Viktor nudged him
Right, right…the speech, the fucking speech where was it?!
He fumbled with his papers. The paper was gone!!
Viktor saw his distress and took the mic. Viktor’s hands were shaking. Jayce saw how nervous he was…he knew Viktor hated talking infront of crowds…but Jayce had forgotten his paper, and he only had Caitlyn on his mind. He had to apologize….
“Hextech is…eh, a technologie we have developed. Fusing…fusing… fusing magic and science!”
Viktor had..,memorized his speech? Jayce felt his cheek flush red as he stared at the man who kept getting more and more confident as his speech went on. He talked and talked but Jayce didn’t hear any of it, busy looking at his golden eyes and his brown hair. He looked so pretty….
“Jayce… Jayce!”
“Huh?”
Viktor snapped him back to reality
“The demonstration!” He whispered furiously, but Jayce knew he had caught him staring and suddenly felt embarrassed imagining the face he was making…
The demo went smoothly although there were some mistakes. Jayce held Viktor’s hands the whole time.
“You did so good” he whispered into the Slavic man’s ear
“I memorized your speech because I knew you would lose it”
“Effective”
“Mm”
Viktor was smiling now, he looked much more healthier than at the hospital and for some reason that relieved Jayce. Their fingers were still intertwined.

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”The winners of the grand innovators competition of Piltover are…”
Jayce held his breath, Viktor was practically shaking… Their fingers however remained intertwined.
“Jayce and Viktor Talis with Hextech!”
Jayce had almost shrieked with joy. He hugged Viktor before he coud do nothing or stop himself.
“Congratulations!”
Journalists and other poeple, fans even, raced towards them with microphones and papers to sign. Viktor laughed as cameras flashed insect of him.
“Come” Jayce whispered to him.
They escaped the curious paparazzis and went to the back of the stage where it is quiet and dark…
“Wow…” breathed Jayce who still couldn’t believe it
“It is…impressive…” Viktor muttered fondly looking at Jayce
Jayce approached him and out of pure spite leaned down to kiss him. Viktor froze for half an instance as JAyce’s lips molded into his.
“Ja-Jayce…” Viktor muttered still suprised
And Viktor’s beautiful scientific brain seem to dissapear in this very moment because he leaned in to kiss Jayce again.

Jayce’s large (very large) hands wrapped around Viktor’s miniscule waist as the man leaned in against the wall to support Viktor, whose lips were pursed on his.
“Mm”
Viktor let out a quiet moan.
“Hah, Viktor.” Jayce laughed lightly “Already moaning?”
Viktor turned away blushing “Stop…” he giggled embarresed
Click click click
Both men still very near together turned around to see two men and one women holding cameras clicking pictures of them. Viktor had practically combusted right there.
“Stop stop!!” Said JAyce pulling away, Viktor was laughing
The paparazzis ran away, smiling, satisfied with their work. Who Jayce didnt see, who was judging behind the paparazzis was Caitlyn Fucking Kiramman. She had seen everything and was now standing there exposed and akward.
“I know why you were that mad now…” she said quietly trying to lighten the mood.