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Assistant: Title: infuriating, insufferable, impossible (caitvi oneshot)
        Author: caitandvienthusiast caitandvienthusiast 
        Chapter: 1/1 
        Summary: "Cupcake!" Vi's voice boomed across the court, breaking the rhythm of the game. She tossed the basketball to Mylo and sauntered over, her grin widening when Caitlyn's expression tightened. "Didn't expect to see you slumming it in my part of the world. What's the occasion? Need me to teach you how to help your team win?"Caitlyn stopped in her tracks, her lips pressing into a thin line as she locked eyes with Vi. "As if I'd ever need help from you. I'm just here to discuss field scheduling with Greyson, not to indulge your ego, Lanes."Vi leaned back against the padded wall, her arms crossed, tendons flexing in her forearms, exuding effortless swagger. "Sure. You just happened to time it perfectly when I'm practicing. Don't worry, Cupcake. I'll give you my autograph after this."Caitlyn scoffed, though the faintest blush crept onto her cheeks, "Your delusions never cease to amaze me.""Neither do your legs, Kiramman," Vi shot back, throwing Caitlyn a wink and a teasing grin, "Seriously, it's like they're sculpted. Make it's hard to focus, y'know?"
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              "Cupcake!" Vi's voice boomed across the court, breaking the rhythm of the game. She tossed the basketball to Mylo and sauntered over, her grin widening when Caitlyn's expression tightened. "Didn't expect to see you slumming it in my part of the world. What's the occasion? Need me to teach you how to help your team win?"Caitlyn stopped in her tracks, her lips pressing into a thin line as she locked eyes with Vi. "As if I'd ever need help from you. I'm just here to discuss field scheduling with Greyson, not to indulge your ego, Lanes."Vi leaned back against the padded wall, her arms crossed, tendons flexing in her forearms, exuding effortless swagger. "Sure. You just happened to time it perfectly when I'm practicing. Don't worry, Cupcake. I'll give you my autograph after this."Caitlyn scoffed, though the faintest blush crept onto her cheeks, "Your delusions never cease to amaze me.""Neither do your legs, Kiramman," Vi shot back, throwing Caitlyn a wink and a teasing grin, "Seriously, it's like they're sculpted. Make it's hard to focus, y'know?" 
            
        

        
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      i was too lazy to correct anything so PLEASE don't mind any mispelling or punctuation mistakes. enjoy some caitvi fluff and some sm@t at the end!
    




  





    
        
          The gym smelled of sweaty socks and old clothes, the sound of bouncing basketballs and the squeak of sneakers echoing off the walls. Vi stood in the center of the court, her sleevless muscle tank revealing her toned, tattooed arms. A wild grin spread across her face as she spun a basketball on her finger, revealing in the attention of her teammates. She thrived in the chaos, the noise, the raw adrenaline that came with leading the basketball team. But her confidence faltered-just slighty-when she saw Caitlyn f@ck@ng Kiramman gracefully stride into the gym. Caitlyn was impossible to miss, not just because of her stateusque height or the way her soccer practice attire fit her like it was just made to fit her alone. It was the way she carried herself, like she was above it all but still very much in control of it. Her sharp blue eyes scanned the court with precision, her cliipboard tucked under one arm as she walked with purpose. She was everything that was Vi wasn't: polished, disciplined, and entirely out of reach. And Vi was entirely obsessed. "Cupcake!" Vi's voice boomed across the court, breaking the rhythm of the game. She tossed the basketball to Mylo and sauntered over, her grin widening when Caitlyn's expression tightened. "Didn't expect to see you slumming it in my part of the world. What's the occasion? Need me to teach you how to help your team win?" Caitlyn stopped in her tracks, her lips pressing into a thin line as she locked eyes with Vi. "As if I'd ever need help from you. I'm just here to discuss field scheduling with Greyson, not to indulge your ego, Lanes." Vi leaned back against the padded wall, her arms crossed, tendons flexing in her forearms, exuding effortless swagger. "Sure. You just happened to time it perfectly when I'm practicing. Don't worry, Cupcake. I'll give you my autograph after this." Caitlyn scoffed, though the faintest blush crept onto her cheeks, "Your delusions never cease to amaze me." "Neither do your legs, Kiramman," Vi shot back, throwing Caitlyn a wink and a teasing grin, "Seriously, it's like they're sculpted. Make it's hard to focus, y'know?" Caitlyn's long fingers tightened on her clipboard. She was used to Vi's constant teasing-always just on the edge of flirting-but something about the way Vi said things that made her stomach do flips. "If you spent half as much time practicing as you do coming up with these ridiculous comebacks, you might actaully make it out of Zaun with some dingity." "Ouch," Vi said , clutching her chest dramatically. "You just wounded me, Kiramman. But hey, you've been noticing my practice schedule? Sounds likes someone is keeping tabs." "I-" Caitlyn opened her mouth and Vi raised an eyebrow in her direction, but no words came out. Instead she exhaled sharply and turned away, pretending to focus on her clipboard. "You're insufferable." "Only for you, Cupcake." <><><>For Caitlyn, Vi was a constant thorn in her side. She wasn't sure what annoyed her more: Vi's relentless teasing or the way it always got under skin. Caitlyn prided herself on her composure. On the soccer field, she was a leader, commanding her team with precision and grace. Off the field, she was the perfect student and a role model to her peers. But whenever Vi was around, Caitlyn felt she was standing on the edge of a cliff, teetering between irritation and something she refused to name.Caitlyn's friends noticed, too. They always had something to say about Vi- never flattering.It was disrespectful."She's such a brute," Elise said one afternoon as they lounged out on the field after a hard practice. "All those tatoos and that ridiculous color for her hair. She's basically a walking billboard for bad decisions." Caitlyn frowned, setting down her water bottle. "That's a bit harsh." "Harsh? Caitlyn, she basically humliates you every time you guys are within five feet of each other. And she does it front of everyone. What stupid nickname she was for you...Cupcake...it's so dumb."Caitlyn hesitated, "It's just...a nickname." Elise scoffed, "Please. She's a street rat. We're only here playing for this sh@tty ass school so they can get the sponors they want.  You could so much better, Kiramman." The words stung, not because Caitlyn agreed, but because she didn't. Vi's tattoos weren't crude; they were art. Her rough edge weren't flaws; they were proof of her resilience. Vi might have grown up on the streets, but Caitlyn had seen the way she treated her team, the way she put her body on the line for every game, every point. She didn't know why it bothered her so much when her friends dismissed Vi - but it did."She's more than you think she is." Caitlyn said quietly, her tone leaving no room for argument.Elise exchanged a glance with another teammate but didn't press the issue. Caitlyn didn't offer anything further, but her mind lingered on Vi long after the conversation ended.<><><>Later that evening, Caitlyn found herself walking home when a familiar figure appeared beside her. "Didn't think you'd be out here this late, Cupcake." Vi said, falling into step with her. She wore an old Zaun high sweatshirt and grey sweats, her hands stuffed into her pockets. "Fancy seeing you without your entourage." Caitlyn rolled her eyes, though she couldn't help the small smile tugging at her lips. "And I didn't think you'd bother with sidewalks. I figured you'd be riding your bike illegally through traffic." Vi laughed, the sound warm and unguarded, "Fair point. My baby is in the shop right now. But hey, maybe I wanted to walk you home. Make sure no one bothers the great Caitlyn Kiramman." "I think I can manage," Caitlyn replied, but she didn't pull away when Vi moved closer, their shoulders brushing slightly. The silence between them was companionable, the hum of the city filling gaps. Caitlyn felt her defenses slipping, as they often did when Vi wasn't trying to rile her up. It was in these quiter moments that she saw the other side of Vi- the one she pretended didn't exist. "So," Vi said, breaking the silence, "heard you shut down your friends today. About me." Caitlyn stopped in her tracks, turning to face her, "How did you-" "Word gets around," Vi said with a shrug, but her tone was softer now. "Look, you didn't have to that. I can handle people talking cr@p about me." Caitlyn hesitated, her cheeks flushing. "They were wrong. And I don't think it's fair for someone to judge others without them knowing." Vi's gaze softened, her usual smirk replacing with an actual smile. "You're full of surprises, Kiramman." Caitlyn looked away, her pulse quickening, "Don't reach too much into it." "Oh, I'm reading plently," Vi said, her teasing grin returning. She leaned closer, her voice dropping to a mock whisper, "Admit it, Cupcake. You like me." Caitlyn cheek's burned. "I- do no- You're impossible." "And you're adorable." Vi countered , "But, don't worry, I'll wait. I've got time." <><><>The weekend came with a buzz of excitement as Zaun High's annual inter-team charity event kicked off. The entire school was abuzz, flocking to the fields and courts to watch the best athletes face off in ridiculous games meant to foster camaraderie- or, in Vi and Caitlyn's case, ramp up the rivarly. Caitlyn had meticulously planned for the day, eager to lead her team to a series of victories, while Vi..well, Vi showed up for chaos. And Caitlyn. Most Caitlyn. The first event was tug of war. Caitlyn stood at the front of her team, gripping the rope tightly, her jaw set with determination. Across the muddy trench, Vi lounged lazily, the picture of smug confidence. Her grin was practically a spotlight, aimed directly at Caitlyn. "Hope you stretched, Cupcake," Vi called, casually twirling the rope in her hands. "Wouldn't want you pulling something before we even start." Caitlyn adjusted her stance, refusing to let Vi see her nerves, "I could win this with one hand tied behind my back." "Oh please," Vi smirked, "You'd break a nail and call for a sub." "At least I don't spend more time flexing than practicing," Caitlyn shot back, her eyes narrowing. "This isn't just about looking good, Lanes." Vi snorted and subtly flexed her right bicep to Caitlyn, "I can look good and win. It's called multitasking, Cupcake. You should try it sometime." "Keep talking," Caitlyn replied cooly, "I'll enjoy watching your ego deflate when you lose." The whiste blew before Vi could retort, and both teams surged into action. Caitlyn planted her feet firmly, shouting commands to her teammates. Vi, on the other hand, was all bark and chaos, yelling things like, "Pull harder! Imagine it's stealing your lunch money!" and, "C'mon, is this your cardio level?" The basketball team's sheer strength began to overpower the soccer team, and Caitlyn felt herself sliding toward the trench. She gritted her teeth, pulling harder, but it was no use. With one last heave from Vi's team, Caitlyn's foot slipped, and she tumbled face first into the mud. The crowd erupted with cheers and laughter, but it was Vi's voice that rose above the noise, "Oh no! The great Caitlyn Kiramman, dethroned by gravity!" Caitlyn sat up, wiping the mud from her face, her glare fixed on Vi, "Not. A. Word." "Who me?" Vi asked, feigning innocence as she sauntered over the edge of the trench, "I wouldn't dream of it, Cupcake. But I will admit that you wear mud well. Kind gives you a rugged charm." "Vi, I swear to-"Before she could finish, Vi extended a hand, her grin bodering obnoxious, "C'mon, let me help you out. Captain to captain." Caitlyn hesitated. "If you pull me back into the mud, so help me-" "Me? Would I do that?" Vi asked, stormy grey eyes wide with the mock sincerity. "This is a gesture of goodwill." With a sigh, Caitlyn took her hand, only for Vi to push her backward with a mischevious laug, sending her back into the mud with a loud splat. Caitlyn sputtered, glaring up at her as Vi doubled over, laughing so hard she had to clutch her stomach."You absolute f@ck@ng child." Caitlyn hissed, scrambling to her feet. "Guiltly as charged." Vi managed between laughs, stepping back just in time to dodge a handful of mud Caitlyn hurled at her. "Oho! Getting fiesty, are we?" "Get out of my sight before I make you regret it," Caitlyn said, though a reluctant smile tugged at her lips. "Regret being around you?" Vi winked, "Never, Cupcake." <><><>The next event was relay race with an obstacle course. Caitlyn crouched at the starting line, her muscles coiled and ready. Vi knelt beside her, the smirk firmly back in place. "Sure you can keep up, princess?" Vi asked, giving Caitlyn an exaggerated once over. "Wouldn't want you tripping one of your desinger shoelaces." "At least I know how to tie mine properly," Caitlyn shot back, "You'll probably stop halfway through to flex for the crowd." "Can you blame me? The women love it," Vi gestured to the stands, where a small group of girls waved at her. She threw a wink and her signature grin before turning back to Caitlyn, "Besides, you'd miss me if I slowed down." Caitlyn rolled her eyes, "In your dreams." "Oh, you're in my dreams all the time, Cupcake." Vi said, her voice low enough to make Caitlyn's breath catch. "But don't worry, I'll go easy on you this time." Caitlyn's cheek burned, but before she could respond, the whistle blew, and they were off. The course was grueling-hurdles, mud pits, balance beams-but Caitlyn matched Vi stride for stride, even though Caitlyn had the advantage because she was taller. Vi, of course, made commentary the entire way. "Careful, Cupcake, you might break a sweat." she called as Caitlyn leapt over a hurdle."Keep talking." Caitlyn shot back, crawling through a muddy tunnel. "It just means you're out of breath." "I could do this in my sleep," Vi retorted, climbing a rope with ease. "But you're wishing you had me on your team right now.""Yeah right," Caitlyn panted, though she couldn't help the grudging admiration she felt for Vi's athleticism. She was having a moment. The way Vi's arms flexed in her muscle tee and how strong her legs looked.
   F@ck Caitlyn. Get your sh@t together
As they reached the final stretch-a steep muddy incline- Vi glanced at Caitlyn, her grin turning wicked, "Race you to the top, princess.""Bring it." Caitlyn growled, digging her hands into the mud and pulling herself upward.They scrambled side to side, slipping and sliding as the crwod cheer them on. Vi, ever the showoff, reached the top first and turned to offer Caitlyn a hand. This time, she didn't push her back into the mud. "See?" Vi said, helping her up with a smirk, "I can be nice when I want to." Caitlyn glared at her, but there was no real heat in it. "You're impossible." "And you're irrestistable," Vi replied, her grin softening. "Nice teamwork, Cupcake." For a moment, they stood there, breathing hard, mud covered and triumphant. Caitlyn felt her heart race for some reasons that had nothing to do with the obstacle course. And when Vi leaned in just slightly, Caitlyn's breath hitched. But, as always, Caitlyn stepped back, her walls firmly in place. "Let's not get carried away. You're stil insufferable." Vi laughed, unbothered, "Whatever you say, Cupcake. But one day, you'll admit you like me." Caitlyn turned and started down the slope, her cheeks burning. "Keep dreaming, Lanes." Vi watched her go, the grin on her face softening into something more genuine. "Oh, I will, Cupcake. I definietely will." <><><>Caitlyn carried the weight of her expectations like a second skin. It wasn't a choice- it was a necessity. From the moment she could walk, her life had been a series of neatly laid out paths, each one strategically and perfectly planned by her family. The Kirammans were perfectionists, and caitlyn was their pride and joy, their carefully cultivated legacy. She excelled in everything she did, not because she wanted to, but simply because she had to. Flawless grades, leadership roles, top of her clas. One the surface, she was the perfect student, the perfect athlete, the perfect daugther. But it was exhuasting. Beneath the polished veener, Caitlyn felt the relentless pressure of living up to her family's expectations. She'd been taught to hide her doubts and suprpress her vulnerabilites, to never show weakness. Mistakes were unacceptable. Failure wasn't an option. Every moment of her  life was spent striving to prove she was good enough, smart enough, capable enough. And yet, no matter how hard she worked, it never seemed like enough. Her parents' praise was always tinged with a subtle critique- "You did well, Caitlyn, but next time, aim higher." It was why she had built walls so high and so thick that even she couldn't see over them. Letting people in wasn't just difficult-it felt impossible. Vulnerability was dangerous. It could unravel everything she had worked so hard to maintain. So Caitlyn kept people at arm's length, presenting a carefully constructed image of strength and composure. Her friends admired her poise, her discipline, her drive. But none of them saw the cracks beneath the surface, the self doubt that whispered she wasn't enough, that she'd never be enough. And then there was Vi. Vi was everything Caitlyn wasn't. Brash, unapologetic, and entirely unbothered by what anyone though of her. Vi lived in the moment, embracing chaos and imperfection like they were old friends. She didn't just challenge Caitlyn- she saw right through her. Every teasing moment, every cocky grin, every mischevious wink felt like a deliberate attempt to chip away at Caitlyn's defenses. Vi pushed, poked, and prodded, but she never judged. In her own infuriating way, Vi made Caitlyn feel seen in a way that one else ever had.And that terrified her. Because every time they talked, Vi managed to slip past the cracks in Caitlyn's armor. Her teasing wasn't just playful - it was disarming. Her confidence wasn't just charming- it was magnetic. Vi had a way of making Caitlyn forget, even for a moment, that she was supposed to be perfect. With Vi, Caitlyn didn't have to pretend to have all the answers. She could laugh, roll her eyes, and even stumble without fear of being reprimanded.But that freedom came at a cost. Caitlyn couldn't afford to let her walls comes down completely. Letting Vi in meant risking everything- the image she had built, the expectations she had to meet, the life she was supposed to lead. What would her parents think if they knew she was drawn to someone so reckless, so unpolished? Her friends had already made their feelings about Vi crystal clear. "A street rat," they called her. "A troublemaker." Caitlyn had always defended Vi, even when it earned her questioning looks. But deep down, she knew they'd never understand.And yet, Caitlyn couldn't stop thinking about her. About the way Vi's laughter lit up a room. About the way her words, sharp as they could be, were laced with unexpected kindness. About the way her eyes softened whenever she looked at Caitlyn, as though she could see past every wall, every mask, every insecurity.It was maddening. Vi was maddening. But she was also..comforting. Reassuring. Safe in a way Caitlyn had never known. Every encounter with Vi had left her walls just a little weaker, her resolve just a little shakier. And that terrified Caitlyn more than anything else. Because no matter how much she tried to deny it, she knew that if Vi kept pushing, she might just let her in. And once the walls came down, Caitlyn wasn't sure she'd known how to put them back up again.<><><>It was Saturday morning, and the weight room hummed with energy, a mix of groans, laugther, and the clanging of weights as both the soccer and basketball teams gathered for their shared workout. Caitlyn stood at the head of her team, clipboard in hand, her posture the picture of control. Her cropped tee hugged her form just enough to emphasize her lean build, and her toned stomach was a distraction she  didn't realize she provided. Her short shorts showcased her athletic legs, making her teammates feel slightly envious - and Vi absolutely smug. Leaning casually against the squat rack, Vi looked completely at ease in her tight black tank top and gym shorts. The fabric of the tank stretched across her broad shoulders and clung to her torso, revealing the sharp ridges of her abs and the defined muscles in her arms. She wore that confidence like armor, and it was impossible to ignore. She smirked as Caitlyn addressed her team, clearly trying to pretend she didn't feel Vi's eyes on her. "All right," Caitlyn called out, her clipped tone commanding attention. "We're sharing space today, so pair up with someone from the basketball team. Keep it professional and efficient. No excuses." From across the room, Vi's smirk widened. Of course, Caitlyn would take this seriously. She straightened, clapping her hands together loudly enough to cut through the low chatter. "You heard her, you sh@ts. Partner up! Pick someone, and try not to scare them off, yeah?" Her team chuckled, and Caitlyn turned, fixing Vi with a glare. "Can we not make this into a circus, Vi?" "Oh, lighten up, Cupcake," Vi shot back, sauntering closer. "We're just here to have fun. You do know what fun is, right?" Caitlyn crossed her arms, lifting an eyebrow, "Yes. It's what I experience when I beat you." Vi laughed, "Guess I'll have to make sure you don't get used to that." The teams paired off, and as the numbers dwindled, Caitlyn realized the inveitable. She turned to Vi standing right beside her, arms crossed over her chest, a teasing glint in her eyes. "Looks like it's me and you, Captain." Vi said, her grin daring Caitlyn to protest. Caitlyn sighed, already regretting her decision. "Fine. Let's just get through this." ______Caitlyn adjusted the barbell on her shoulders, her focus as she squared her stance in front of the mirror. She was determined to make this workout productive, no matter how insufferable Vi decided to be. Of course, Vi didn't make it easy. Standing behind Caitlyn, she placed her hands lightly on Caitlyn's waist under the guise of spotting her. "You've got good form," Vi said, her voice a little too low and close to Caitlyn's ear. "But maybe shift your weight back in a bit. Don't want you falling over."Caitlyn bit back a retort, lowering into her squat. The warmth of Vi's hands on her bare waist was distracting - too distracting. "I know what I'm doing, Vi." "Oh, no doubt about that," Vi replied, her tone teasing but her gaze glued to Caitlyn's reflection in the mirror, "Just being a helpful partner." Caitlyn straightened, feeling the tension in her legs as she placed the barbell back on the rack. She turned, fixing Vi with a look. "Do you always have to talk?" Vi grinned leaning casually against the bar. "Only when I've got an audience worth impressing."Caitlyn's cheeks flushed, but she refused to give Vi the satisfaction, "Let's switch. I'll spot you." Vi's grin widened, "Anything for you, Cupcake." ______Vi laid on her back, her hands gripping the barebell as Caitlyn stood at the head of the bench, ready to spot her. The position forced Caitlyn to entirely on Vi - on the way her arms flexed as she lifted, on the faint sheen of sweat catching the light, on the way her tank top rode up to reveal her impossibly defined abs. The view was....spectacular. "Don't stare too hard, Kiramman," Vi said, her voice slightly breathless but undeniably smug as she effortlessy completed another rep. "You might get distracted." Caitlyn rolled her eyes, though the flush that crept onto her cheeks betrayed her. "I'm just making sure that the bar doesn't drop on your face." "Aw, you care," Vi teased, flashing Caitlyn a grin that made her heart do a flip. She racked the barbell and sat up, leaning forward slightly, "Admit it, you like this view." Vi subtly flexed her bicep towards Caitlyn. Caitlyn snorted, stepping back, "You're delusional." "Delusional about what?" Vi asksed, standing and grabbing her water bottle. She leaned in slightly, her voice dropping an octave. "The fact that you can't stop looking at me?" Caitlyn's lips pressed in a thin line as she fought the urge to retort or smile, she turned away, refusing to let Vi see the way her pulse quickened. <><><>Caitlyn picked up two 35 pound dumbells, standing in front of the mirror as she began her first set. Vi stood close, just behind her shoulder, pretending to check Caitlyn's form but clearly using it as an excuse to hover. "You've got great definition," Vi said, her voice dripping with faux professionalism. She ghosted her hand on Caitlyn's shoulder, her thumb brushing just slightly against her skin, "Ever think about switching sports, Cupcake? You'd fit right in with us." "Thanks, but I think I'll stick with soccer." Caitlyn replied, refusing to glance at Vi in the mirror.  She was aware of Vi's presence, of the way her eyes seemed to linger on Caitlyn's every move. "Shame," Vi said, stepping a little closer, "I'd love to see more of this in action." Her gaze dropped to Caitlyn's toned arms, then flicked back up to her eyes, her grin turning shameless, "You're strong, but I bet I could still pin you." Caitlyn set the dumbells down with a little more force than necessary, "Is this your version of flirting, Vi? Because it's terrible." Vi's laugh was low, warming and teasing, "If it's so terrible, why are you smiling, Cupcake?" <><><>The weight room had started to quiet down as the teams neared the end of their workout, but Caitlyn's heart was anything but calm as she lowered herself onto the mat for sit ups. Vi knelt at her feet, her grip firm on Caitlyn's ankles, fingers brushing her skin just enough to make Caitlyn's thoughts wander. The gym's lights casted a faint glow over Vi's sharp features, making her tatoos seem to stand out even more against her tanned skin. Caitlyn tried not to look, tried not to think about how effortlessly handsome Vi looked in that d@mn tank top - but it was a losing battle. "Ready?" Vi asked, her grin smug as ever. "Try to keep up. Wouldn't want you quitting on me." Caitlyn scoffed already lifting herself into her first sit up. Their faces came close-too close- and for a moment, all she could focus on was the curve of Vi's lips and the sparkle in her teasing gaze. "I think you've got this backwards," Caitlyn said, her voice sharp but breathles, "I don't quit." Vi raised an eyebrow, smirking as Caitlyn lowered herself back down. "Oh, I know you don't. That's why I like you so much." Caitlyn's next rep faltered slightly, her stomach doing an unwelcome flip at Vi's words. She quickly recovered, narrowing her eyes at Vi as she sat back up, "You really don't know when to stop, do you?" Vi learned forward slightly, her smirk softening into something more intimate. "Not when it comes to you, Kiramman. I could do this all day." Caitlyn felt the heat rise in her cheeks, but she refused to let Vi see her flustered. She dropped back down onto the mat, focusing on her breathing, "You are f@ck@ng ridiculous, Vi." "Ridiculously into you," Vi shot back with no hesitation, her voice low enough that it sent a shiver through Caitlyn. As Caitlyn came back up again, Vi titled her head, her eyes locking onto Caitlyn's lips for a fraction of a second, "You're cute when you're annoyed, you know that?" Caitlyn exhaled sharply, trying to ignore the way her pulse was racing, "And you're utterly insufferable. Can we focus on the workout?" "This is me focusing," Vi replied, her grin widening, "I've got the best view in the house." Caitlyn glared, though the corners of her lips twitched against her will. "You're unbelieveable." Vi's hands slid higher up Caitlyn's ankles as she adjusted her grip, her thumbs brushing the bare skin just above Caitlyn's socks. "Maybe. But you haven't told me to stop."Caitlyn faltered mid rep, her breath catching as Vi's words settled between them. For a moment, the playful banter dropped away, leaving only the sound of their breathing and the low hum of the gym noise in the background. Caitlyn met Vi's gaze, her heart thudding as she saw something sincere hidden behind the teasing."I..should finish my set." Caitlyn mutterd, lowing herself back down to escape the intensity of Vi's stare. "Sure, Cupcake." Vi said, her voice softer now, though her smirk remained. "Finish your set. But don't think for a second I'm done with you." Caitlyn didn't respond, too busy fighting the smile tugging at her lips and the butterflies flapping in her stomach. If Vi noticed - and she always did - she didn't say anything. But her grin as she held Caitlyn's ankles said more than enough. <><><>Jayce's party was in full swing by the time Caitlyn arrived, the bass of the music vibrated through her chest as she stepped inside the house. People milled aroud in every corner, red solo cups in hand, the air thick with laugther, chatter, and the unmistakeable buzz of youthful rebellion. Parties weren't usually Caitlyn's thing, but her friends had dragged her along, insisting she "needed to relax."Relaxation was hardly an option, though, when the crowded space made her feel out of her element. She smoothed her fitted, dark blue dress, the hem brushing mid thigh, and scanned the room, wondering how long she had to stay before her obligatory appearence was over. As she weaved through the crowd, dodging drunken dancers and small groups of people lounging on mismatched furniture, she passed the drink table and froze.Of course, she would be here. Vi stood casually by the drink table, her black leather jacket hung on her shoulders, her arms free from the sleeves, and her signature smirk in place as she leaned against the counter. She wore a snug white tank top that tucked into black jeans, her tattoos catching the low light as she chatted animatedly with a group of basketball teammates. Her pink hair was styled messily, as if she hadn't even tried, and yet somehow, she looked effortlessly good- too f@ck@ng good. Caitlyn hesitated, debating whether to slip away unnoticed, but before she could move, Vi caught her eye. Her grin doubled in size immediately. "Well, well, if it isn't Capitan Perfect herself," Vi drawled out, pushing herself off the counter and making her way toward Caitlyn. Her presence seemed to part the crowd, her confidence an unspoken command. "Didn't take one of these things as your scene, Cupcake. Someone have to drag you out of some study session at the library?" Caitlyn rolled her eyes, ignoring the warmth that spread through her at the sound of Vi's voice. "I could say the same thing about you. Don't you usually hang out in the kind of places with all the graffiti on the walls?" Vi laughed, low and rich, as she reached the drink table and leaned casually on one elbow. "Touche. Guess we're both surprising tonight. Let me guess- you're here for the free booze?" "Hardly," Caitlyn crossed her arms, trying to appear unaffected. "Though, now I think about it, maybe I will have a drink." Vi's smirk deepened, "Coming right up. What's your posion, Cupcake?" Caitlyn hesitated, "Something simple Lanes. Don't get any ideas." "Oh, I've got plenty of ideas." Vi quipped, turning to the bottles on the table. She poured with surprising precision, adding a splash of soda before stirring it with a straw. When she handed Caitlyn the cup, her eyes sparkled with mischief, "Here. Just for you." Caitlyn raised an eyebrow, taking the cup but keeping her gaze on Vi, "Are you being sweet to me because you're trying to take advantage of me, Vi?" Vi grinned, leaning in closer until her faces were inches apart, "If I were, would you let me?" Caitlyn felt her cheeks as she took a sip, the drink surprisingly good, "You're insufferable." "And yet, here you are, drinking what I made," Vi said, stepping fully into Caitlyn's personal space. Her tone softened, "Careful Kiramman. People might think you're starting to like me."Caitlyn didn't dignify that with a response, instead letting her gaze flicker to the dance floor. The music was louder now, the beat impossible to ignore. "Let's dance," she said, surprising even herself. Vi arched a brow but didn't hesitate, "Lead the way, Cupcake." __The dance floor was alive with energy, the pulsing bass and swirling lights creating a rhytyhm that seemed to vibrate through the air itself. Bodies pressed close together, moving in sync with the beat, and for once, Caitlyn didn't care about the chaos around her. Her focus was entirely on Vi-the way her hands gripped Caitlyn's waist, steady and confident, as if they'd danced like this a hundred times before. The heat of Vi's palms through the thin fabric of her dress was impossible to ignore, grounding Caitlyn in the moment as they swayed to the music.Caitlyn's arms are draped lazily over Vi's shoulders, her fingers brushing against the back of Vi's neck. She still held her drink in one hand, but her grip was loose, her attention far from the plastic cup. The closeness between them felt electric, charged with a tension that neither of them acknowledged but both silently indulged. "You're surprisingly good at this," Caitlyn murmured, her lips just inches from Vi's ear to be heard over the music. She didn't intend the words to sound breathless, but they did, much to her annoyance. Vi chuckled, her grip tightening slightly as she pulled Caitlyn even closer, their bodies pressed firmly together. "What can I say? I'm full of surprises." Her voice low, almost a purr, and the way her breath ghosted over Caitlyn's neck made her shiver despite the heat surrounding them.  Caitlyn titled her head back to meet Vi's gaze, their faces impossibly close now. "You just love to show off, don't you?" Vi grinned, her hands slightly up just slightly, her thumbs brushing against the curve of Caitlyn's hips. "Only when I've got someone worth showing off for." The words sent a jolt through Caitlyn, and she hated the way her pulse quickened in response. She fought to maintain her composure, even as Vi's confidence and ease threatened to unravel her. The song shifted into a slower, more sultry beat, the bassline thrumming through her chest, and suddenly their movements slow. What had been playful and teasing was no deliberate, intimiate. Vi's hands lingered on Caitlyn's waist, guiding her with a confidence that made Caitlyn feel like she was the only person in the room. Her own hands, still draped over Vi's shoulders, beagn to move absentmindedly. her fingers brushing against the short strands of Vi's hair. Caitlyn felt the texture of it, soft and slightly damp from the heat, and she couldn't stop herself from curling her fingers just a little."You keep pulling me closer," Caitlyn said softly, her voice almost lost in the music. Her lips curved into a faint, teasing smile, "Is this your way of making sure I don't run off?" Vi smirked, leaning closer till their foreheads touched. Her voice was just above a whisper, but the depth in her tone made Caitlyn's breath hitch. "Why would I let you go when you're right where you're supposed to be?" Caitlyn's stomach flipped, but she masked it with a soft laugh, "You're so full of yourself." "And yet, you're still here," Vi shot back, her lips quirking into a grin. She slid one hand up slightly, resting it against the small of Caitlyn's back, pulling her flush against her. "I think you may have a crush on me, Cupcake." Caitlyn titled her head, arching a brow as she pretendd to consider, "Hm, or maybe I'm just waiting for you to trip over your own ego." Vi laughed, the sound warm and genuine, and it sent a strange kind of comfort coursing through Caitlyn despite the intimitate tension between them. As they swayed and turned to the beat of the music, Caitlyn became acutely aware of every place their bodies touched- the firm press of Vi's abs against her, the way her hips moved with a fluidity Caitlyn envied, the heat radiating between them like a force all its own. Caitlyn took a sip of her drink, the motion slow and deliberate as she kept her gaze locked on Vi's. She caught the way Vi's eyes flicked to her lips and lingered there for a heartbeat too long before flicking back up. The intensity in Vi's stare made Caitlyn feel like the room was spinning faster than the music, but she didn't look away. "You know," Vi said, breaking the silence between them, "I could get used to this." "Dancing?" Caitlyn asked, her tone light and teasing, though she felt anything but calm."No," Vi's lips curved into a soft smile, one that made Caitlyn's heart flip, "Having you this close." Caitlyn felt her cheeks cheat, but she refused to let Vi see the effect she had. Instead, she leaned in just enough to whisper, "Careful, Lanes. I might start thinking that you're serious." Vi's smirk softened, and her fingers curled slightly against Caitlyn's back, "Who says I'm not?" The weight of Vi's words hung between them, heavy and unspoken, as the song shifted again. This time, neither of them moved to adjust their pace. They stayed locked in that moment, swaying to the music, the crowd around them fading into a blur. Caitlyn hated how much she didn't want it to end, how much she wanted to stay in Vi's arms longer than she'd ever admit. But for now, she let herself have it - the closeness, the warmth, and the way Vi made her feel like the only person who mattered in a room full of people. <><><>The apartment door clicked shut behind Vi, and she leaned against it for a moment, the cool surface grounding her as she haze of the party still clung to her like a faint scent of cheap alcohol and perfue. She dropped her leather jacket onto the chair by the door and toed off her boots. Her flushed face betraying the mix of drinks, music, and the rich piltie soccer girl that had completetly swept her off of her feet. The living room was dim expect for the soft glow of a lamp, and Vi nearly jumped when a small voice cut through the quiet. "You're late." Powder said from the couch, her voice accusatory but tinged with worry. She was sitting cross-legged, she was wearing one of Vi's old hoodies, it swallowed her small fram as her sharp blue eyes locked onto Vi's."Jesus, Pow," Vi jumped slightly but she quickly recovered, "What are you doing up? It's way past your bedtime." "I couldn't sleep," Powder replied, her arms hugging her knees as she studied her older sister, "Where were you?" Vi sighed, running a hand through her hair, which had become an unruly mess over the course of the night. "Just out, okay? Nothing to worry about. Go back to bed." Powder narrowed her eys, the suspicous glint in the almost comical, "You smell like cheap booze, Vi. Don't try to lie to me. What were you doing?" "Relax, pow," Vi said, rolling her eyes as she made her way to the couch and flopped down beside her baby sister, "I was a a pary. Had a few drinks. Not a big deal." Powder's nose wrinkled, "A party? Since when do you go to parties?" "Since tonight, apparently," Vi shot back, though there wasn't much bite to her voice. She stretched her arms over the back of the couch, letting her head fall against the cushions. "Why are you grilling me, anyway? I'm the big sister, remember? You don't get to play mom." Powder ignored the jab, her eyes scanning Vi's face, "You're acting weird. You're all...flushed and stuff. Did something happen?" Vi hesitated, her smirk faltering for the briefest moment before she quickly masked it, "Nothing happened. Just danced, drank, and had a good time." Powder wasn't buying it and she had no shame in prying, "You're a terrible liar, Vi. Who were you with?" Vi groaned, dragging her hands over her face, "Fine, you want the truth? There was someone there. Someone I talked to. Happy now?" Powder's expression turned curious but cautious, "Someone? LIke...someone someone?" Vi gave a low laugh, her voice tinged with disbelief at her own admission, "Yeah. Someone someone." Powder's eyes widedned as realization struck. "Oh jesus Vi. Don't tell me it's-" She stopped short, her voice dropping as if even saying the name would make it worse, "Caitlyn?" Vi didn't answer right away, but the way her lips quirked up and her face softened ever so slightly gave her away. Powder groaned, flopping dramatically against the couch cushions."You've got to be kidding me," she said, dragging her hands down her face. "Caitlyn? Really? Of all people?""Yeah, really," Vi said, defensive but with a hint of humor. She sat up, resting her elbows on her knees as she ran her fingers through her hair again, "I don't know, Pow. There's just...something abot her." "Something about her?" Powder's voice was dripping with disbelief. "You mean besides the  fact she's the most stuck up, snobby-" "Pow," Vi said firmly, cutting her off. Her tone wasn't angry. but it was enough to make Powder pause. "She's not like that. Not really. You don't know her like I do." Powder scoffed, "And how well do you know her. She's all about being perfect. Perfect grades, perfect family, perfect everything. People like her don't get along with people like us, Vi. You know that. We grew up knowing that."Vi leaned back, her jaw tightening as she stared at the ceiling. "You're not wrong." she admitted quietly. "She's got her walls, her whole perfect act. But there's more to her than that. I see it when she lets her guard down, even if it's just for a second. She's...different." Powder crossed her arms, her skepticism evident. "Different how?" Vi sighed, a soft smile tugging at her lips. "She's smart. Not just book smart, like everyone thinks. She's quick, sharp. She calls me out on sh@t, doesn't let me get away with anything. And she's funny, even if she tries to hide it. And yeah, she's beautiful. LIke, ridiculously beautiful. She carries herself in a way that draws you in, like she's got the weight of the world on her shoulders and doesn't want anyone to see it. I don't know. She just gets to me."Powder groaned again, throwing a pillow at Vi's head, "Holy sh@t Vi. You're falling for Piltie." Vi caught the pillow, laughing despite herself. "Maybe I am. I've liked her for a while, okay? But it's not like I can just do anything about it." "Good," Powder said, sitting up straight. "Because you shouldn't. People like her don't mix with people like us. Her family would freak if they even knew you existed." "Maybe," Vi admitted, her voice quieter now. "But that's not her fault. And I don't care about her family. I care about her."Powder stared at her, exapseration and concern warring on her face, "Vi...I just don't want you to get hurt. You always act like nothing gets to you, but this...this could crush you."Vi reached out, ruffling Powder's hair affectionately, "Thanks for looking out for me, Pow. But I can handle myself. And Caitlyn...she's worth it. Even if nothing ever happens, juust knowing her is worth it." Powder sighed, her voice softening, "You're impossible. But fine. Just don't come crying to me when she breaks your heart.""Deal," Vi said with a grin, leaning back against the couch. "Now, let's talk about what you're doing up past midnight. You think I didn't notice all your sketchbooks on the table?"Powder blushed, defensively, "That's...different! This about you, don't try to change the subject." Vi just laughed, throwing an arm around her sister's shoulders. Despite Powder's protests, the warmth between them remained unshaken, even as Vi's thoughs drifted back to Caitlyn and the impossible whirlwind of feelings she couldn't quite contain. <><><>The night was cold, and the streets of Zaun were especially desolate as Vi made her way home. Each step felt heavier than the last. The grueling horus of basketball practice had taken their toll, leaving her body sore and her mind clouded. The upcoming game loomed in her thoughts. She knew the pressure was immense-not just from her team but from herself. It was Piltover High, after all. Their fiercest rivals. A win against them would mean more than just bragging rights; it would cement their season as one of the best in Zaun High's history. Her breath formed small clouds in the air as she waked, her hands stuffed deep into the pockets of her jacket. The soreness in her legs and shoulders throbbed in rhythm with her heartbeat, and all she wanted wanted was to collapse her in bed, maybe call it an early night for once. The streets were dark, the only ligh coming from the occasional flickering street lamp. Even in the safety of her familiar surroundings, she kept her senses alert-it was habit, one she'd never been abe to shake growing up in the rougher parts of Zaun.She didn't notice the shadows behind her until it was too late. The first blow struck her ribs like a hammer, stealing the air from her lungs. Vi stumbled, her knees bucking slightly as she turned to face her attackers. Two figures loomed in the dim light, their faces obscured by black masks. She had no idea who they were but she had an idea of why there targeting her. The second blow came fast- a sharp jab to her stomach that sent her reeling back against a wall. Vi growled low in her throat, getting into her boxing stance. She knew how to fight. "You wanna go? Let's go, then." She spat, her voice rough but defiant. She threw a jab at the masked figure, connecting her fist straight to his face. It wasn't her best punch but it did some damage. A swift kick to her feet dropped her to the ground, and before she could recover, they were on her. Fists and boosts rained down on her, each impact reverberating through her already exhuasted body. She tried to fight back, but her limbs felt like lead, her energy completely drained. Her vision was blurred, and the sharp pain in her ribs and head dulled into an overwhelming ache. She couldn't keep track of the hits anymore. All she could was take it, and hope it would stop soon. Just as darkness threatened to take over, another set of footsteps echoed in the distance. Vi braced herself for more pain, her battered boy tensing as best as it could. But instead of another blow, she heard voice, a very familiar accent - clear and sharp, cutting through the chaos. "Hey! Get the f@ck away from her!" The attackers scattered, their footsteps fading into the distance. Vi's head swam as she tried to lift it, her vision swimming. Then, a familiar pair of blue eyes came into focus. 
  Caitlyn. 
"Hey Cupcake," Vi rasped, her lips curling into a weak smirk despite the pain that flared in her ribs. Blood stained her teeth, and her voice was hoarse, but the teasing lilt was still there. It was there when Caitlyn was around. "My hero." Caitlyn crouched down beside her, her expression a mix of fury and concern. "Gods, Vi," she muttered, her voice tight, "Even now, you're flirting? You look like hell." Vi's chuckle turned into a wince as pain shot through her abdomen, "Gotta stay consisent, right?" Caitlyn rolled her eyes, her lips pressing into a thin line she slipped an around Vi's waist, and hooked Vi's other arm over her shoulder. "Come on, we need to get you cleaned up," she said, her tone leaving no room for an arugment. Vi tried to help, tried to push herself to her feet, but her body refused to cooperate. She leaned heavily on Caitlyn, letting the taller girl bear most of her weight. Caitlyn grunted under the strain but didn't falter, tigthening her grip around Vi's waist, "You're heavier than you look," She muttered. "Maybe you're just weaker than you look," Vi shot back, her voice faint but teasing.Caitlny shook her head, exasperated but too focused on getting Vi to her car to respond. Once they reached the black sleek vehicle, Caitlyn opened the passenger door and carefully manuvered Vi inside. She buckled the seatbelt around her, her hands brushing lightly against Vi's battered torso.The drive to Caitlyn's house was silent, save for the occasional hiss of pain from Vi and the soft hum of the engine. Caitlyn's knuckles were white against the steering wheel, her jaw clenched tightly. She glanced at Vi every few seconds, her concern evident in furrowed brows.When they arrived, Caitlyn helped Vi out of the car and into the hosue. The Kiramman residence was just as Vi had imagined; pristine, elegant, and way too big. She barely had time to register her surroundings before Caitlyn was guiding her into a spacious bathroom. Caitlny guided Vi into the bathroom, her grip firm but careful as she helpe the battered basketball captain to sit on the edge of the marble counter. The soft glow of the overhead slights cast harsh shadows over Vi's face, illuminating every bruise and cut. Caitlyn opened the kit with quick and precise movements, pulling out the gauze, antiseptic wipes, and bandages. Her usual calm demeanor faltered as she glanced at Vi's injuries, the sharp intaake of her breath betrayed her composure. "Alright," Caitlyn said softly, "Jacket off."Vi smirked faintly, though the motion tugged painfully on her split lip, "If you wanted to see me shirtless, Cupcake, you didn't have to go through all this trouble." "Vi," Caitlyn snapped, though her tone lacked her usual bite. Her eyes flicked to the bloodstains on Vi's shirt and back to her face. "Please." The uncharacteristic gentleness in Caitlyn's voice made Vi pause. Wordlessly, she began shrugged out of her jacket, but her stiff, aching body refused to cooperate. Caitlyn stepped forward, her hands brushing Vi's as she helped slide the fabric down her shoulders. Her fingers lingered for a moment, warm against Vi's chilled skin. Caitlyn hesitated, biting her lip before speaking, "Your shirt too. I need to see the damage." Vi raised an eyebrow, her smirk returning despite her circumstances. "Didn't think you'd be so eager to-ow." She winced as Caitlyn tugged the them of her tank top up, her ribs protesting the movement. "Keep talking, and I'll make this hurt more," Caitlyn muttered, though the redness creeping up her neck betrayed her. She carefully pulled the shirt over Vi's head, revealing toned abs and the full extent of the damage. Caitlyn's breath caught as her eyes roamed over Vi's torso. Angry purple brusies spread caross her ribs and abdomen, interspersed with small cuts that oozed blood. Caitlyn clenched her fsits, her nails digging into her palms as she fought the surge of anger bubbling within her. Someone had done this to Vi. Someone hurt her. And despite everything-despite their stupid rivarly, despite the walls Caitlyn had built around herself-it felt personal. "You're a mess," Caitlyn said, her voice trembling slightly. She ran a cloth under cold water and stepped into between Vi's legs, her figners brushing lightly against her side as she began cleaning the wounds. Vi hisseed at the contact, she gently grabbed Caitlyn's wirst, "Gentle hands, Cupcake. I'm fragile." Caitlyn's lips twitched into a faint smile despite herself, "You? Fragile? You've been punched, kicked, and God knows what else, and you're still cracking jokes." Vi tilted her head, her gaze soft as she watched Caitlyn work. "What can I say? I've got good motivation." Her eyes moving up and down Caitlyn's figure. Caitlyn ignored the comment, focusing on wiping the blood from Vi's stomach. Her movements were slow and deliberate, her hands gentle and soft. As she worked, she became acutely aware of every detail-the warmth of Vi's skin beneath her fingertips, the faint rise and fall of her chest, the quiet breaths that Vi let out every time Caitlyn's touch strayed too close to a bruise. When she moved to clean the cuts on Vi's lips, Caitlyn leaned in closer, her face just inches from Vi's. Her eyes flicked up, meeting Vi's gaze, and she froze. Vi was staring at her, her expression unreadable but intense. For a moment, Caitlyn forgot what she was doing, her hand hovering in midair. "You're staring," Vi said, her voice low and teasing. Caitlyn's cheeks flushed as she quickly resumed her task, using her free hand to hold Vi's jaw and the other to lightly dab at the blood on Vi's lip with the damp cloth. "You're impossible." "And you're adorable when you're flustered." Caitlyn ignored her again, though the faint redness in her cheeks deepend. She place a small bandage over the cut on Vi's lip and moved to the bridge of her nose, where another shallow gash had started to bleed. Her fingerst trembled slightly as she applied the bandage, her heart pounding in her chest.Finally, she stepped back, surveying her work. Vi's face was cleaned up, her cuts bandaged, and her torso wrapped in gauze to protect the deeper brusies. But as Caitlyn looked at her, she realized she wasn't done-not emotionally, at least. Something about seeing Vi like this, vulnerable and hurting, broke something inside of her. Before she could second guess herself, Caitlyn closed the distance between them and wrapped her arms around Vi's neck, pulling her into a tight embrace. Vi stiffened for a moment before relaxing, her arms coming up to encircle Caitlyn's small waist. The wamrth of Vi's body seeped into Caitlyn's, grounding her in a way she hadn't expected. "Thanks for everything, Cupcake," Vi murmured against Caitlyn's shoulder, her voice soft and genuine. Caitlyn pulled back just enough to look at her, their faces inches apart. Her eyes flicked down to Vi's lips-slightly swollen but undeniably tempting. She didn't know who moved first, but suddenly their lips met, soft and tentative at first, then growing more desperate. Vi's hands found their way to Caitlyn's hips, pulling her closer as the kiss deepend. Her touch was firm but careful, her fingers tracing slow, deliberate patterns along Caitlyn's waist. Caitlyn's hands slid up to Vi's hair, tangling in short pink strands as she titled her head to deepen the kiss. Their breaths mingled as the kiss grew more fevernt, their movements more urgent. Vi's hands slipped beneath Caitlyn's shirt, her fingertips grazing the smooth skin of her back. Caitlyn shivered at the contact, her heart racing as she pressed herself closer to Vi. Vi's lips left hers for a moment, trailing, soft, teasing, kisses along her jawline and down to her neck. Caitlyn let out a soft moan, her nails trailing down the back of Vi's neck, and down to her back, her fingernails grazing her tattoos. She could feel every inch of Vi's body against hers-strong, warm, and intoxicatingly close. Vi moved her hands higher, moving Caitlyn's shirt up as well. Caitlyn got the idea and pulled away briefly to cross her arms over her chest to pull her shirt u-"Caitlyn? Is everything okay in there?" They froze, their breaths coming in quick, shallow gasps. Caitlyn pulled back, her cheeks flushed as she called out. "Everything's fine, Father!" There was a long pause before Tobias responded, "Okay darling. Let me know if you need anything?" The sound of his footsteps receding down the hall was a welcome relief. Caitlyn turned back to Vi, who was grinning despite the interruption. "Your dad was impecable timing." Vi sat back on her hands, effectively giving Caitlyn a very spectacular view of Vi's toned stomach. "Don't," Caitlyn warned, though she couldn't help the small smile that tugged at her lips. Vi chuckled, leaning her forehead against Caitlyn's, "You know this isn't over, right?" Caitlyn sighed, but didn't pull away, she leaned and pressed a soft kiss to Vi's lips. "Let's go to bed.""You're gonna have to make me," Vi teased, though the exhaustion in her voice was evident. Caitlyn helped her into bed, and when Vi asked her to stay, Caitlyn slid in beside her without hesitation. As Vi curled up beside Caitlyn, she murmured, "You're the best, Caitlyn." Caitlyn let out a soft gasp.Vi has never used her full name before. She was too tired to tease back so she just pressed a soft kiss to Vi's temple, "And don't you forget it." <><><>The first rays of morning sunlight crept into the room, illuminating the soft blues and whites of Caitlyn's perfectly tidy room. Vi blinked awake, momentarily confused by the unfamiliar surroundings until the faint, rhythmic sound of someone breathing drew her attention. Her gaze dropped to the weight pressed against her side.Caitlyn. At some point during the night, Vi's arm had found it's way around Caitlyn's shoulder, holding her securely. Caitlyn was nestled into Vi's neck, her face half hidden against her skin, her warm breath brushing over Vi's collarbone. Her hand rested lightly on Vi's stomach, fingers twitching every so often, as if grasping for something in a dream. Vi smiled softly, a rare and unguarded exprsesion. It wasn't every day she woke up with the most gorgeous piltie she's ever met glued to her side. It was almost too perfect, the way Caitlyn fit against her, her slightl frame curling effortlessly into Vi's. For a moment, Vi let herself bask in the peacefulness of it all-the steady warmth of Caitlyn's body, her quiet snore, and the fact that, for once, Vi felt like she was exactly where she was meant to be. Caitlyn stirred, nuzzling closer as a faint hum escaped her lips. She shifted, her hand sliding further across Vi's stomach, and Vi froze, her breath hitching. Caitlyn's eyelashes fluttered against Vi's neck, and her lips parted slightly in a sleepy murmur. Slowly, her eyes blinked open, their familiar blue clouded with the gaze of sleep. "Mmm..." Caitlyn whispered groggily, her voice soft and velvety in the morning quiet. She didn't pull away-instead, she shifted closer, burying her face into Vi's neck. "Morning..." "Morning, Cupcake," Vi replied, her voice low and teasing as she tightened her arm around Caitlyn's shoulder. "Sleep well?"Caitlyn let out a content sigh, her lips brushing faintly against Vi's skin, "Surprisingly yes. You're...comforable." Vi's smirk widened. "I'll take that as a compliment." Caitlyn groaned softly, her head lifting just enough for her to shoot Vi a groggy glare, "Don't make me regret saying it." "Never," Vi promised with mock solmenity, her grin giving her away, "Besides. I'm flattered. The great Caitlyn Kiramman, finding me comfortable? That's a first." Caitly shook her head, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she pushed herself up onto her elbow. Her hair was still tousled from sleep, and the faintest pink tint colored her cheeks. Vi thought she looked unfairly beautiful, even first thing in the morning. For a moment, neither of them said anything. Caitlyn's gaze wandered over Vi's face, lingering on the faint bruises and the bandages she'd carefully applied the night before. Her expression softened, the teasing replaced by something quieter, more vulnerable. "How are you feeling?" Caitlyn asked softly, her fingers brushing against the edge of Vi's jawline.Vi shrugged, though the movement made her wince slightly, "Sore, but I'll live. Thanks to you." Caitlyn's lips curved into a small, almost shy smile. "Good. You gave me a scare last night.""Didn't mean to," Vi said, her tone soft. "But hey, at least something good came out of it." Caitlyn raised an eyebrow, "Oh? And what might that be?" Vi smirked, her free hand coming up to gently brush a stray of hair away from Caitlyn's face, "You kissed me, Kiramman." Caitlyn's cheeks turned a deeper shade of pink, and she sat up fully, crossing her arms over her chest, "I... don't recall that." "Sure you don't," Vi teased, propping herself up on her elbows. "Should I remind you? You were all over me, Cupcake." Caitlyn rolled her eyes, though her lips twitched as if supressing a smile, "You're incorrigible." "Only because you secretly love it," Vi shot back, her grin widening, "But seriously...about last night...." Caitlyn's teasing expression softened, her gaze dropping to her hands. "What about it?" Vi hesitated and swallowed. She scratched the back of her neck, avoiding Caitlyn's gaze for a moment before finally speaking. "That kiss...it wasn't just-y'know- a heat of the moment thing for me. I've liked you for a long time, Cait. Probably all this time we've known each other." Caitlyn's head snapped, her eyes wide, "You...you have?" Vi chuckled softly, though there was a hint of vulnerability in her voice "Yeah. Crazy right?" Caitlyn didn't reply immediately, her gaze searching Vi's face. Then to Vi's surprise, a small smile spread across Caitlyn's lips, "It's not that crazy." Vi's heart skipped a beat, "So...what does that mean? For us?" Caitlyn hesitated for only a moment before reaching out, her fingers brushing lightly against Vi's. "I don't know yet....but I'd like to find out." Vi's grin returned, brighter than before, "Let me take you on a date. Just you and me." Caitlyn put a finger on her chin, pretending to think it over, though the playful smark in her eyes gave her away, "Hmm...I suppose I can pencil you in." Vi laughed, leaning forward to press a quick, impulsive kiss to Caitlyn's forehead. "That's all I needed to hear." As they settled back into the quiet comfort of the morning, Caitlyn rested her forehead on Vi's shoulder again, her hand slipping into Vi's. For once, the world beyond Caitlyn's walls didn't matter. <><><>The gym was packed to the brim, the air charged with the kind of energy that only came with the biggest game of the year. Banners in Zaun's High's black and green hung proudly from the rafters, the roar of the crwod bouncing off the walls as everyone prepared for the tipoff of the season's most anticipated game: Zaun High versus their long time rivals, Piltover High. This wasn't just a basketball game-it was the game, the culmination of weeks of trash talk, intenese practices, and a rivarly as old as the schools themselves. Vi sat on the bench, her shoulders tense as she tried to drown out the noise around her. Her hands rested on her knees, clenching and unclenching as she tried to will her nerves away. Her usual confidence was faltering, the weight of the game pressing down on her more than she cared to admit it. The faces of her teammates blurred together as they tried to hype each other up, but Vi couldn't focus. She kept hearing her doubts. What if I mess up? What if I let them do-"Hey." The familiar voice cut through the chaos, sharp yet soft, like an anchor pulling her back to the surface. Vi looked up with a small smirk. Caitlyn was standing just a few feet away, wearing an old Zaun High soccer jacket over a casual outfit. Her hands were tucked into her jacket pockets, her expression calm but determined. "You look like you're about to pass out," Caitlyn teased, her lips quirking up into a half smile as she took a seat next to Vi on the bench. Vi rolled her eyes, though the corner of her mouth twitched in amusement. "Nice to see you too, Cucake. Didn't know you cared so much about all of this." "I care when you're on the court, Vi," Caitlyn replied smoothly, her tone light but her gaze steady. Vi ducked her head to hide the blush that crept onto her face, but then looked back up at Caitlyn, "Oh? Am I your favorite player now?" "You've always been my favorite, darling," Caitlyn shot back, her smile widening as she leaned closer, "Even when you're being a pan in the ass." The laugh that bubbled up in Vi's throat surprised her, and it eased some of the tension in her chest. "You're relentless, you know that?"Caitlyn shrugged, her expression softening, "I'm just telling you the truth, Lanes. Look, Vi, I know you're nervous. But this is what yo do. You're a leader, and everyone in this gym knows that. Win or lose, you've already proven that you're one of the best." Vi swallowed hard, the lump of doubt in her throat starting to dissolve. Caitlyn wasn't the kind of person who threw compliments around lightly which made her words hit even harder. "Thanks, Cupcake. Really." "Don't thank me yet." Caitlyn replied, standing up and straigthening her jacket. Before she could walk away, she paused, leaning down and pressing a quick, soft kiss to V's lips. It was over in a second, but the warmth lingered, spreading through Vi like fire. Caitlyn pulled back, her cheeks faintly pink but her voice steady as she said, "Good luck, darling." Nerves? Gone, Doubts? Who the hell cared? She had a game to win and a woman to impress. ______The first half of the game was a dream for Zaun High. Vi played like she was on fire, sinking three pointer, weaving through the defnense, and setting up perfect plays for her teammates. The crowd roared with every move, chanting her nae as Zaun built a solid lead over Piltover. By halftime, the score was lopsided in Zaun's favor, and Vi felt invincible. But the pilties weren't about to roll over. They came out in the second half was vengeance, their defenses stiffling about their offense relentless. Slowly but surely, they chipped away at Zaun's lead, and by the fourth quarter, the gap had all but disappeared. The gym was defeaning, the tension palpable as the clock ticked down. With eight seconds left in the game, Piltover had pulled ahead by two points. Vi's heart pounded as her coach called a timeout, the team huddling together on the sidelines. She could feel the pressure pressing down on her chest again, the weight of failure threatening to crush her. She glanced up at the stands, searching for a pair of blue orbs, and found them immediately. Caitlyn's eyes met hers, calm and steady, and in that moment, everything else faded away. There was no doubt in Caitlyn's gaze, no fear-just complete confidence. Vi took a deep breath, letting that confidence wash over her. ______The final play was drawn for Vi to take the game winning shot. As the ball was inbounded, Vi caught it cleanly, her fingers gripping the ball as she sprinted down the court. The noise around her became a distant hum, her focus narrowing to the hoop in front ofher. Piltover's defense swarmed, blocking every potential pass.Six seconds left. Five.She stopped at the three point line, her heart racing. No one was open. F@ck it.Three seconds, Vi squared her shoulders, took a deep breath, and let the ball go. It felt like time slowed as the ball arched through the air. The buzzers sounded just as it hit the room, bounced once, twice- and then dropped through the net. The gym erupted in chaos, the crowd screaming and stomping as Zaun's bench emptied onto the court. Vi's teammates swarmed her, lifting her into the air as she chants filled the gym. She laughed, the relief and exhiliration flooding her system, but her eyes were already searching for Caitlyn. And there she was, a large smile spread across her lips as she pushed through the crowd of people. Vi wriggled free from her temmates and ran straight to her, wrapping her in a tight embrace. Caitlyn's arms came around her just as tightly, not caring if she was sweaty. She leaned into Vi's ear to whisper, "I told you. I'm so proud of you."Vi pulled back just enough to look at her, her grin softening. Without thinking, without caring who was watching, she leaned forward and kissed Caitlyn. The gym roared louder as they lost themselves in the  kiss. It wasn't rushed or desperate-it was steady and slow. Vi's hands cupped Caitlyn's cheeks, and Caitlyn's fingers curled into the fabric of Vi's jersey. In that moment, nothing else mattered. When they finally pulled apart, Caitlyn's cheeks were flushed, and Vi's grin was impossible to hide. "Guess I'm your good luck charm," Caitlyn teased, her voice barey audible over the loud noise. "Always, Cupcake." Vi replied, leaning in to steal another quick kiss. <><><>Vi strode out of the locker room with a victorious energy still buzzing through her. The strap of her basketball bag was slung over her shoulder, and her face wore a grin that seemed permanently etche from the thrill of the game. But as her gaze scanned the hallway, her grin softened as her eyes landed on Caitlyn waiting for her just outside. Caitlyn, always poised, stood with her arms crossed, leaning lightly against the wall, her polished exterior barely concealing the warmth in her expression. "Finally," Caitlyn teased, her voice laced with mock impatience. "I thought I'd have to come in there and drag you out myself.""Would've been worth it to see you try," Vi shot back, smirking. She adjusted the strap on her shoulder and took a step closer, her voice dropping slightly. "You always waiting around for me, Cupcake, or is this a special occasion?" Caitlyn rolled her eeys, though a faint blush crept on her neck. "You're impossible." "And you love it." Vi quipped, her grin turning downright smug. As they stepped outside into the cool night air, Vi immediately noticed the way Caitlyn shivered ever so slightly, her arms holding tigther across her chest. Without hesitation, Vi slipped off her team jacket, shaking it out before draping it over Caitlyn's shoulders. "Can't have you freezing on me," Vi said.Caitlyn blinked, momentarily caught off guard by the gesture. The jacket was far too big on her, despite their height difference, the sleeves fell past her hands, but it carried Vi's warmth and scent-a mix of leather, a faint pinewood smell and something uniquely VI. She tigthened it around herself, feeling a flush rise to her cheeks. "I suppose I'll allow this." Vi chuckled softly, her gaze lingering on Caitlyn for just a moment too long. "Glad you approve, princess. Now let's going. We're going out to dinner." ______The ride though Zaun was quick, the hum of Vi's motorcycle filling the night air. Caitlyn sat behind Vi, her arms wrapped securely around her waist as they wove through the streets. The city, alive with it's usual energy, passed in a blur, but Caitlyn barely noticed. Her focus was on the steady warmth of Vi's back against her front, and the way the cool wind swept through her hair. She wasn't used to being this close to anyone, let alone someone like Vi, but it felt natural, easy-like it was meant to happen. They arrived at a quiet dinner tucked away in one of Zaun's less bustling corners. The sign above the door buzzed faintly, casting a soft pink glow on the worn brick walls. It wasn't glamorous or polishd like the places Caitlyn was used to, but it had a char that felt undeniably personal.Vi dismounted the bike first and held out a hand to Caitlyn helping her down with a grin. "Welcome to the best food in Zaun, Cupcake." Caitlyn arched an elegant brow, taking in quaint surroundings. "This is your idea of romantic?"Vi's grin widened, "Trust me, Cupcake. One bite of their double cheeseburger, and a shake, you'll be head over heels." Caitlyn shook her head, laughing softly despite herself, "You have quite the way with words, don't you?" "Only when it comes to you," Vi quipped, leading the way inside. <><><>After dinner, the ride back to Caitlyn's house was quieter. The city had settled into it's late night rhythm, the streets quieter and the air was cooler. When they arrived at the Kiramman Estate, Vi cut the engine, turning to help Caitlyn down once again. "Thanks for tonight," Caitlyn said softly, stepping in front of Vi who was leaning against the seat of her bike. Caitlyn pulled Vi's jacket tighter around herself, reluctant to give it back. "Anytime," Vi replied, her usual cocky grin softening into something more genuine. She hesitated, rocking back on her heels, "Hey, cait..." Caitlyn titled her head slightly, waiting.Vi swallowed hard. Was she really going to do this? "I..." Vi trailed off, wiping her hands on her pants, "T-thank you for letting me take you out tonight." Vi rubbed the back of her neck. She inwardly cursed at herself. Caitlyn stepped forward and pulled Vi into her arms. Vi practically melted and buried her face into Caitlyn's shoulder, breathing in the scent of fresh flowers and lavender. She wrapped her arms tight around Caitlyn's waist."I'm glad we went out, darling." Caitlyn said when they finally pulled away. "I should head inside before my parents come out here looking for me. But I'll see you at school?" Vi nooded her head, leaning in to press a soft kiss to Caitlyn's cheek. "Have a goodnight, princess." Vi made sure Caitlyn got into her house safely before mounting her bike again and pulling out off the driveway. <><><>The stadium buzzed with energy as the crowd poured in to watch Zaun High's soccer team in their first playoff game of the season. Caitlyn stood on the field, her cleats firmly planted into the turf as she stretched out her legs, her heart pounding in her chest. The anticipation was electric, but so was the pressure. She adjusted her captain's armband and scanned the stands, feeling the weight of her team's expectations pressing down on her shoulders. She'd been preparing for this game for weeks- every drill, every sprint, every meeting was for this moment. Yet, as the referee blew the whistle signaling the start of warm ups, doubt crept into her mind. What if she wasn't good enough. What if she let her team down. What if all the training wasn't enough? The thought gripped her, tightening around her chest like a vice. Caitlyn closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, trying to steady herself. When she opened them, her gaze flicked to th stands, searching. And then, she saw the girl she was looking for.Vi. Vi sat in the second row, arms draped casually over the back of the seat next to her, a lopsided grin plastered on her face. She looked completely at ease, dressed in her leather jacket, black cargos, and boots, her hair catching the sunlight. When their eyes met, Vi raised a hand in a lazy wave, she threw a wink in Caitlyn's direction as her grin widened. Caitlyn felt her nerves disappate almost instantly. The vice around her chest loosened, and her breathing steadied. Somehow, Vi's presence had that effect on her-a claiming force that grounded her when everything else felet too overwhelming. Caitlyn allowed herself a small smile and nodded subtly in Vi's direction before jogging back to join her team. ______The game started with a thunderous roar from the crowd. Zaun dominated early, their passes sharp, their movements synchronized like a well oiled machine. Caitlyn was in her element, making flawless plays from midfield with precision and poise. She directed her teammates with quick, decisive calls, her confidence growing. But the opposing team wasn't going to make it easy. They tigthened their defense, pressing hard and closing gaps. Caitlyn thrived under the challenge, her sharp mind picking apart their tatics and exploiting weaknessess. She was quick, calculating, and relentless. Halfway through the first half, Caitlyn found herself dribbling the ball down the field. Her legs moved with ease, the ball seeming almost mangetized to her feet as she weaved through defenders. She was in the zone, her mind clear and focused on the goal ahead. The crowd's cheers grew louder with every stride she took. She was a clear opening and prepared to pass the ball to her striker, who was already in position to score. But before she could make the pass, an opponent came barelling toward her from the side.BAM!The impact was brutual. The other player's shoulder collided with Caitlyn's ribs, sending her sprawling to the ground. The sound of her body hitting the turf was sickening-a loud smack that echoed through the field. Caitlyn screamed, the pain radiating through her chest and ribs like fire. The crowd fell silent, the air heavy with collective shock. "Sh@t."Vi was on her feet immediately. The moment Caitlyn hit the ground, her instincts kicked in. She pushed past the people sitting beside her, ignoring their protests, and vaulted over the railing separating the stands from the field. Her boots hit the ground with a thud, and she sprinted toward Caitlyn, her heart pounding in her ears. "Caitlyn!" Vi's voice was a mix of panic and urgency. She reached her before the paramedics did, dropping to her knees beside Caitlyn's crumpled form. Caitlyn was on her side, clutching her ribs, her face twisted in pain. Her usually composed demeanor was gone, replaced by vulnerability that made Vi's chest ache. Without thinking, Vi gently cradled Caitlyn's head in her lap,  as she looked down and checked Caitlyn's face over. "Hey, Cupcake," Vi said softly, her voice shaking despite her effort to sound calm, "You're okay." Caitlyn's eyes fluttered open, glassy with pain but still sharp enough to recognize Vi, "You're not...supposed to be here," Caitlyn whispered weakly, trying to manage a glare but failing. "Yeah, well," Vi said, a wry grin tugging at her lips, "Rules were made to be broken." Her thumb brushed gently against Caitlyn's temple, "Try to stay still, alright? Let them handle it." Caitlyn winced, trying to sit up, but Vi pressed a firm hand to her shoulder. "Don't. Just stay still." The paramedics arrived moments later, gently moving Vi aside. She stood with her hands on her hips, distress clear in her face, her fists clenching at her sides as she watched them carefully asssess Caitlyn. When they loaded her onto the stretcher and carried her toward the waiting ambulance. Vi didn't think twice. She turned on her heel, sprinting to where she parked her bike and followed the flashing lights all the way to the hopsital. ______Hours later, Vi sat in the sterile, too bright hospital room, her elbows resting on her knees and her head in her hands. Caitlyn was lying on the bed, her pale face peaceful in sleep but marred by the occasional wince as she shifted. Vi hadn't left her side since the doctors allowed her into the room. Caitlyn had a concussion and two fractured ribs-not life threatening, but serious enough to keep Caitlyn out of comission for weeks. Vi leaned back in her chair and exhaled slowly, her eyes never leaving Caitlyn. Her thoughts raced as she replayed the scene over in her head. She should've done something sooner, should've been closer, should've stopped it soehow. When Caitlyn stirred, Vi stood up right away, leaning over her bed, "Hey," She said softly, her voice full of relief, "You're awake." Caitlyn's eyelids fluttered open, she squinted slightly but smiled weakly, "You're still here?" she murmured, her voice hoarse. "Of course," Vi said, her voice breaking slightly, "Where else would I be?" Caitlyn hummed, "You're ridiculous." "And you love it." Vi said, brushing a strand of hair away from Caitlyn's face. "How are you feeling?" "Like I got hit by a semi truck," Caitlyn replied, her tone dry. Her hand moved weakly, and Vi immediately took it in hers, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "You scared the hell out of me, Cupcake," Vi admitted, "Don't do that again." Caitlyn chuckled, "I'll try my best." She whispered, her fingers curling around Vi's. Vi did her best to fit herself next to Caitlyn in her small hospital bed. Vi stayed with her through the night, refusing to leave even when the nurses insisted. Caitlyn fell back into a fitful sleep, but Vi stayed awake, keeping watch, squeezing Caitlyn's hand to let her know that she was there. <><><>When Caitlyn first stirred awake, Vi's voice carried softly through the room, low and earnest, as she spoke to herp arents. Caitlyn kept her eyes closed, not wanting to interrupt or draw attention to herself, but she listened carefully. "She's tough," Vi was saying, her tone firm but gentle. "Tougher than most people give her credit for. I've seen it firsthand. She's got this drive-this fire in her-that doesn't quiet. But...even the toughest people need someone in their corner, you know? And last night.." Vi hesitated, her voice hitching slightly, "Last night, I could tell she was scared. She was hurt. I just couldn't let her go through that alone." Cassandra's voice was the next Caitlyn heard. It was warm but tinged with concern. "We're grateful you were there for her, Vi. We don't want to think about what would've happen if you weren't there." "She means a lot to me," Vi admitted, her voice softening, "More than I probably have any right to say. I don't know if she's told you about us..or what's going on, but-" "She hasn't," Tobias interrupted, his voice was sharp but not unkind, "But I'd be lying if I said I didn't notice something between you two." Vi chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of her neck, "Yeah, well, it's...new. But real. Look, I'm not perfect-far from it. I didn't grow up in Piltover, I grew up in Zaun. I don't have a spotless track record or a shiny future to look foward to. But I care about your daughter. A lot." There was a pause, and Caitlyn could imagine the way Vi's words hung heavy in the air. Her parents had always been protective of her, and Caitlyn couldn't blame them. But hearing Vi lay herself bare like that-no bravado, not teasing- made Caitlyn's heart swell. "And what happens whne you care about someone like Caitlyn?" Tobias asked, his tone even. "What does that look like?" "It means I show up," Vi said firmly, "Every time. I always have her back, whether she needs someone to lean on or someone to fight beside her. It means I do whatever I can to make sure she's not alone." Cassndra's voice was softer now, almost amused, impressed. "That's quite a declaration, Vi." Vi let out a sheepish laugh. "Yeah, well, she's worth it, ma'am. You rasied a pretty amazing girl, and..I didn't know. I'd be lucky if she thought I was worth it too." Caitlyn felt tears prickling at the corners of her eyes but blinked them away, focusing instead on the warmth spreading through her chest. Vi always had a way of suprising her, but this-hearing her open up like this to her parents- was something else entirely. "She's lucky to have you, Vi." Tobias said after a moment. "Just make sure you don't give us a reason to regret trusting you," Cassandra added, her voice stern but carried some respect. Vi nodded, "I won't. I promise." The conversation shifted after taht, more mundane as Cassandra asked Vi about what happened during the game and how Caitlyn had been acting afterward. Caitlyn took the opportunity to peek open on eye, watching as Vi explained the events with careful detail, her hand gesturing as she spoke. She looked more nevous than Caitlyn had ever seen her, but there was something so endearing about it. Caitlyn eventually closed her eyes again.______Vi's soft voice drew Caitlyn fully from her sleep, but she wasn't ready to admit she'd been along enough to hear every word. She shifted slightly on the bed, leaning into the familiar warmth as Vi sat beside her, her arm brushing against Caitlyn's shoulder. "Hey," Caitlyn murmured, her voice still husky from the rest as she turned her head to look up at Vi. "How long have you been charming my parents, darling?" Vi smirked, though her cheeks pinked slightly, "Charming? I was just keeping them in the loop. Turns out, I'm not as scary as I look." "You? Scary?" Caitlyn teased softly, tilting her head, "No, you're all bark and no bite." "Oh I bite," Vi quipped, her grin turning mischevious, "But only when I get permission, Cupcake." Caitlyn rolled her eyes, though a small smile tugged at her lips, "Thank you, by the way," She said quietly, her voice sincere, "For everything. For staying. I don't know what I would've done without you." Vi reached over, brushing a strand of hair away form Caitlyn's face, "You don't have to thank me, princess." She said, "I would do it all over again in a heartbeat." Before Caitlyn could respond, a familiar throat clearing interrupted the moment. Caitlyn's parents were still seated nearby, Tobias with his arms crossed, Cassandra with a knowing smile playing on her lips. "Well," Tobias said, rising to his feet, "Now that our daugther is awake and apparently in good hands, we'll step out for a bit. You'll call us if you need anything," he added, his sharp gaze flicking to Vi."Of course," Vi said, giving him a small nod of repsect. Cassandra placed a hand on Caitlyn's shoulder before following her husband, "We'll back in a few hours, darling. Rest up, alright?" As the door closed behind them, Caitlyn let out a slow breath, turning back to Vi, "You survived my parents," she said, half in disbelief, half in admiration. Vi leaned back slightly, her lips quirking up, "What can I say? I'm full of surprises." Caitlyn coudln't help but smile, "You really are." They at sat in a comfortable silence for a moment, Caitlyn's head still resting on Vi's shouler. Her ribs ached, and her body felt heavy, but with Vi beside her, the weight of her injuries seemed lighter somehow. "So," Vi said after a while, wrapping an arm around Caitlyn's shoulder, "How was my heroic field rush? Pretty smooth huh?" Caitlyn leaned into Vi, then turned her head to look at her, "Smooth? You hurdled a fence and nearly tackled the paramedics to get to me." "And I would do it again," Vi shot back, grinning, "That fence didn't stand a chance. Just like that idiot who fouled you." Caitlyn sighed, a smile tugging at her lips, "You're impossible, you know that?" "Yeah. Impossible to resist, maybe," Vi flirted, winking. Caitlyn groaned but couldn't stop the laugh that bubbled up, "What am I going to do with you?" "Hopefully keep me around," Vi said, her voice softening, "Because I meant what I said to your parents, Cait. I care you about. A lot." Caitlyn felt her chest tighten-not in pain, but in that unfamiliar, exhilarting way that Vi always seemed to evoke. She reached out, her fingers brushing Vi's forearm, "I care about you too, Vi." For a moment, they just stared at each other, the air between them charged with unspoken words and emotions. Then, as if drawn together by some invisible force, Caitlyn leaned up, and Vi leaned down, their lips meeting in a soft, lingering kiss. It wasn't desperate or hurried like the night Vi was sitting on Caitlyn's bathroom counter- it was steady, reassuring, and full of promise. When they finally pulled apart, Caitlyn rested her forehead against Vi's, a small smile playing at her lips, "You should probably get going," She said reluctantly, "Powder's probably climbing up the walls by now." Vi gronaed dramatically, "Don't remind me." Caitlyn chuckled, "Go on. I'll be here when you get back." Vi stood, adjusting her jacket. Before she left, she leaned down once more, pressing a gentle kiss to Caitlyn's forehead, "Rest up, Cupcake." she murmured, "I'll see you later." As Vi walked out, Caitlyn watched her go. She smiled to herself before drifting back into sleep.<><><>Caitlyn stared at her ceiling as she heard the front door close. Her parents were out of town and she was still healing from her injuries, which meant Caitlyn was home alone. She grabbed her phone from her nightstand and pulled up Vi's contact. She hadn't seen her in a week and Caitlyn missed her. cait: hey my parents are out this weekend. come over and keep me company? i'll make it worth your while- plus, i can help you with schoolwork. Vi's reply came almost instantly. vi: you had me at "worth your while" cupcake. be there in an hour True to her word, Vi showed up promptly. She arrived on her bike, her duffle bag slung over her shoulder, hair tousled slightly from the ride, an easy grin plastered on her face. Caitlyn was waiting by the door, arms crossed, but her smile betrayed her anticipation. "Well, well," Vi said as she stepped through the door, giving Caitlyn a playful once over, "Didn't know I signed up for private tutoring and room service." Caitlyn rolled her eyes but didn't stop the laugh that escaped her, "Don't get used to it. Come on in." Vi dropped her duffle bag near the stairs, and made her to way the couch. She sprawled out on Caitlyn's plush couch while Caitlyn fitted about, arranging snacks and blankets, and some kind of fancy sparkling water Vi couldn't pronounce. "You're spoiling me, Cupcake" Vi said, her grin widening as Caitlyn sat beside her. "Don't get used to it," Caitlyn shot back, though the corners of her mouth lifted in a small smile. They settled into an impromptu movie marathon, Caitlyn insisting on a classic romantic drama while Vi lobbied hard for an action flick. After some back and forth bicerking, they compromised by alternating picks, though Vi's idea of compromise meant talking over Caitlyn's move with sarcastic commentary. "This guy's such a dumbass," Vi said, pointing at the screen during a particulary emotinal confession scene. "Shhh," Caitlyn hissed, though she was laughing despite herself. After the first movie ended, Caitlyn hesitated for a moment before glancing at Vi, who was eating the last bit of popcorn from the bowl. "Vi?" Caitlyn said softly. "Hmm?" Vi turned her head, her expression curious. Caitlyn fidgeted with the edge of the blanket draped over her legs, "Would it...would it be weird if I asked if we could cuddle?" Vi blinked, momentarily caught off guard. Then, a wide grin spread across her face. "Weird? Nah. You don't have to ask, princess." Caitlyn rolled her eyes but couldn't hide her blush. Vi moved into a laying down position, then lifted her arm to pat the empty space. Caitlyn moved into a laying down position, facing away from Vi, she let Vi drape her arm over her. Vi adjusted, pulling the blanket over the and pulling Caitlyn closer, "See? Cozy?" Caitlyn sighed softly, relaxing against Vi, "Don't let it go over your head." "No promises." Vi teased.By the time they finished their second movie, Caitlyn had fallen asleep, her head resting against Vi's free arm. Vi didn't dare move, savoring the quiet moment as she glanced down at Caitlyn's peaceful expression. "Best friday night ever." Vi thought to herself.<><><>Caitlyn stirred awake as sunlight filtered through her curtains, warm and soft against her skin. She blinked a few times, slowly coming to, but something didn't quite add up. This was her bed. The last thing she remembered was falling asleep on the couch, in Vi's arms. She sat up, rubbing the sleeep from her eyes.How did I get here?The house was quiet expect for the faint clattering noise coming from somewhere beyond her room. Caitlyn frowned slightly, swinging her legs over the side of the bed. Tugging on a loose sweatshirt over her sleep shorts, she padded down the hallway, her curiosity piqued. When she reached the living room, the scene before her made her pause.Vi was on the floor in the middle of the room, doing pushups. But she wasn''t just doing pushups-she was effortlessly doing them, her body rising and lowering with a steady rhythm that made the movement seem almost hypnotic. She was dressed in only a white sports bra and a pair of basketball shorts that hung low on her hips, revealing her very toned abs and the sharp lines of her V line. Caitlyn leaned against the doorway, momentarily forgetting how to breath. Her eyes traveled the expanse of Vi's back, tracing the intricate tattoo that adorned it's way around Vi's back. The way her muscles flexed with each push up sent a shiver down Caitlyn's spine. Then there were Vi's arms- strong, inke, and glistening slightly with a sheen of sweat.. Caitlyn bit her lip, her cheeks growing warmer with each passing second.How is it posible to look that good doing pushups? Vi continued, seemingly oblivious to Caitlyn's presence, her breaths steady and even. Caitlyn titled her head, watching the way Vi's shoulders shifted with precision and stregth, the sheer effortlessness of it all. She felt her pulse quicken, and before she could stop herself, her eyes flicked downward, taking in the way Vi's abs contracted with each movement. It wasn't until Vi pasued mid rep that Caitlyn realized she had been caught. Vi glanced over her shoulder, her trademark smirk spreading across her face when she spotted Caitlyn in a daze. "Well, well," Vi drawled, pushing herself uprigth and sitting back on her heels. "Enjoying the show, Cupcake?" Caitlyn straightened up quickly, clearing her throat, "I wasn't- I mean, I wasn't watching," She stammered, though her eyes betrayed her as they flicked to Vi's arms again. "Sure you weren't," Vi teased, wiping her forehead with the back of her hand as she stood. Her lean figure loomed effortlessly as she crossed the room toward Caitlyn, her smirk only deepning. "You've got this look on your face like you just walked into one of you fancy food places around here." Caitlyn scoffed, "Don't flatter yourself." "Too late," Vi stopped a couple of feet away from Caitlyn, her hands on her hips , her biceps flexing ever so slightly, and abs fully on display, "So what brings you out here? Couldn't resist the view?" Caitlyn raised an eyebrow, regaining some composure back, "I woke up in my bed, which is strange, considering I fell asleep on the couch. Care to explain?" Vi shrugged, "You were out cold. I wasn't gonna let you sleep there all night, so I carried you to bed. Those ribs are not healed yet." "You carried me?" Caitlyn repeated, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Yup." Vi said, popping the p. "You're lighter than you look, by the way. A little too easy."Caitlyn gaped at her, torn between offense and laughter, "Are you calling me scrawny?" Vi tilted her head, pretending to consider it, "Nah, not scrawny. Just...compact." She winked."You're insufferable," Caitlyn muttered, arms crossing over her chest. "And yet, here you are," Vi shot back, stepping closer, "Still staring at me like I'm your main course." Caitlyn opened and closed her mouth to retort, but Vi's nearness was distracting. The heat radiating off of her, the faint scent of her soap mixed with sweat-it was intoxicating. Caitlyn's eyes flicked down again, betraying her as they lingered for a split second too long on Vi's abs. Vi caught the movement and chuckled low in her throat, "See something you like?" "You wish," Caitlyn said, her voice a little breathier than she intended.Vi leaned in slightly, "Oh, I know," she murmured. Caitlyn's heart skipped a beat, but she refused to give Vi the satisfaction, "If you're done showing off, maybe you could actually be useful and make breakfast." Vi laughed, leaning back and throwing her hands up in mock surrender, "Alright, Cupcake. You win. But don't act like you didn't enjoy it." Caitlyn rolled her eyes, but as Vi sauntered off toward the kitchen, she couldn't help but steal one last glance. Maybe she did enjoy it. Just a little. <><><>Caitlyn sighed in frustration, her breath coming out in uneven bursts as she sat on the edge of her bed. She'd been trying for several minutes to clasp her bra, the seemingly simple act now feeling like an impossible task. Each time she twisted, or tried to reach behind her, a sharp twinge of pain shot through her ribs, reminder of her still healing injuries from last week's game."D@mn it," she muttered, her voice laced with irriation as she stared at the garment in her lap. After one more failed attempt, she groaned loudly and slammed her palms on her dresser."F@ck!" She hadn't meant to yell so loudly, but the sound of her voice echoed down the hall. Almost immediately, Caitlyn heard heaavy, hurried footsteps pounding up the stairs. Her breath caught, and before she could call out, Vi was in doorway, her expression a mixture of concern and alarm. "Cait? What happened?"  Vi asked, her chest rising and falling slightly as though she had sprinted up the stairs. Her gaze quickly scanned Caitlyn, her eyes darting from her face to her body, looking for any signs of a new injury. It was only when she saw Caitlyn standing there, unharmed but visibly upset, that Vi allowed herself to exhale in relief. Caitlyn froze for a moment, suddenly hyperaware of how little she was wearing. Her cheeks flushed as she realized she was stil in her sleep shorts and just a bra, her torso entirely expose. Vi's eyes briefly flicked over her, but then Vi quickly looked away, doing her best to focus on Caitlyn's face."I-I'm fine," Caitlyn stammered, her voice quieter now. "I just...I can't get my stupid bra clasped. Every time I twist, it pulls on my ribs, and it just-" She sighed, running a hand through her hair, "It hurts too much to move around like that." Vi hesitated, shuffling her feet before speaking, "Do you, uh...want me to help?" Her voice was softer now than usual, lacking it's usual teasing edge. She scratched the back of her neck, a faint paint coloring her cheeks. Caitlyn glanced up at her, biting her bottom lip. She felt a strange mix of embarrasment and warmth at the offer, but after a moment of deliberation, she nodded, "Yeah...that would be great, actually." Vi nodded, stepping further into the room, "Alright, turn around then," Her tone was casual, but Caitlyn noticed the slight tremor in her voice. Caitlyn turned her back to Vi, feeling the heat of Vi's presence as she stepped closer. Her heart thudded in her chest as Vi's hands came into view, shaking slightly as they hovered near her back. "Okay," Vi said softly, swallowing hard, "Hold still." Caitlyn felt Vi's fingers brush against her skin as she grasped the two sides of the bra. Her hands were wamr, her touch gentle but firm as she brought the the clasp to the hook. Caitlyn's breath hitcked as Vi struggled for a moment, her fingers fumbling slightly before the clasp finally stayed in place."Mmm," Vi hummed in approvement. But she didn't pull away immediately. Instead, her hands lingered, light resting on Caitlyn's back. Caitlyn's heart raced as Vi's warm palms began to move, gently rubbing up and down the soft expanse of her back. The touch was slow, comforting, and achingly tender. "You're tense, Cupcake," Vi remarked, her voice barely above a whisper. "I wonder why." Caitlyn quipped, though her tone lacked it's usual sharpness. Her skin tingled under Vi's touch, and she felt her breath quicken as Vi's hands paused near her shoulder blades.Vi hesitated for a moment, then leaned forward slightly, pressing a soft kiss to Caitlyn's bare shoulder. Her lips were warm, and the gesture was fleeting, but it left Caitlyn's skin on fire. "There you go, princess." Vi said, her voice low and affectionate. Caitlny turned her head slightly, trying to look at her, but Vi was already stepping back, her hands retreating, "Get dresse," Vi said with a crooked a grin, though her voice held a teasing edge now. "we've got a whole day head of us." And with that, Vi walked out of the room, leaving Caitlyn standing there, her heart pounding and her skin tingling from where Vi had touched her. Caitlyn took a deep breath, trying to steady herself, but the ghost of VIi's kiss on her shoulder lingerd, sending shivers down her spine. "D@mn," Caitlyn whispered to herself. <><><>Caitlyn took her time after that to get dressed, need a few moments to collect herself after the intimate exchange. She eventually settled on a tan, baggy fishermens sweater, and a pair of sweats. The soft fabric draped over her figure comfortably, though her ribs still protested slightly with every movement. She gave herself a quick onceover in the mirror, spraying a couple sprays of perfume on hrer neck, brushing her hair back and noting the faint blush still lingering on her cheeks. When she finally made her way downstairs, the smell of sizzling bacon and freshly brewed coffee greeted her. The aroma filled the air, making her stomach rumble in response. She entered the kitchen to find Vi standing at the stove, a spatula in hand, flipping pancakes with suprising precision. Vi had thrown a tank top on since their earlier encounter, but her athletic frame was still on full display. Her broad shoulders flexed slightly as she worked, and Caitlyn caught herself staring at the tattoos that wound down her arms, trailing into view with every movement. "There you are," Vi greeted without looking up, as if she could sense Caitlyn's presence. Her voice was light and teasing, and held a warmth that Caitlyn's heart flutter. "Took you long enough. I was starting to think I'd have to come drag you down here myself." Caitlyn rolled her eyes, though the smile on her face betrayed her amusement. "I was getting ready," She said, crossing her arms and leaning against the doorway. "Not all of us can just throw on a tanktop and call it a day, Vi." Vi finally turned her head to look at her, her eyes scanning Caitlyn briefly before smirking, "Don't sell yourself short, princess. You'd look good in anything." Caitlyn felt her cheeks warm again but managed to keep her composure, "Don't try and flatter me because I shot down your ego, darling."  She quipped, walking over to the counter where Vi had already set out plates. Vi grinned, "Ouch, Cupcake. You wounded me." She said sarcastically, holding a hand over her heart. Caitlyn huffed a laugh and shook her head, deciding to not rise Vi's bait this tim. Instead, she grabbed a glass and poured herself some orange juice, watching as Vi plated up a stack of pancakes. "Hope you're hungry," Vi said, setting the plate in front of Caitlyn. Caitlyn raised an eyebrow at the generous portion but smiled, "I'll do my best to keep up. But what about you? Are you planning to eat an entire pig's worth of bacon." "Hey, I need my protein," Vi replied, grabbing a strip of bacon and popping it into her mouth. "Gotta keep these guns in shape," She flexed her arm exaggeratedly, earning a laugh from Caitlyn.There are other ways to get your protein... Caitlyn though to herself. As they sat down to eat, the conversation flowed effortlessly between them. VI told Caitlyn a hilarious story about her childhood, and Caitlyn shared some memories about her own childhood as well."I can just picture you, little Miss Perfect in a frilly dress," Vi teased, leaning back in her chair and smirking, "Bet you could balance a teacup on your head while reciting the alphabets backwards." Caitlyn laughed, "That's not far off. Though if you ever tell anyone, I'll deny it." "Your secret's safe with me, Cupcake." Vi said, winking.<><><> The room was thick with tension as the movie played in the background. Caitlyn made the mistake and put on a very lesbian heavy movie. But it was mere hum compared to the charged silence between the two girls. Caitlyn couldn't focus on anything but Vi- the way her strong jawline caught the light from the TV, the slight furrow in her brow as she appeared engrossed in a scene. But Caitlyn's thoughts had nothing to do with the movie. All she could think about was Vi's lips-the way they felt against hers in the bathorom, how warm they were, how they moved with such confidence. Her gaze drifted down from Vi's focused eyes to her mouth, tracing the faint scar that made her lips look even more tempting. It was unbearable. Caitlyn's chest felt tight, her breathing shallow as her need for Vi consumed her. Before she could overthink it, her hand reached out, threading into the hair at the nape of Vi's neck. She tugged gently, earning a surprised glance from Vi, who turned her head towards Caitlyn just in time for her to press their lips together in a heated, desperate kiss.Vi let out a muffled moan in surprise, but it was fleeting. Almost immediately, she melted into the kiss, responding with just as much intensity. She shifted closer, her hand finding Caitlyn's thigh, gripping it firmly. The feeling sent a jolt through Caitlyn, who moaned softly into Vi's mouth.Vi deepened the kiss, her lips capturing Caitlyn's bottom lip and sucking on it lightly before tugging it between her teeth. Her other hand, intially instantly, moved to Caitlyn's waist, fisting the soft fabric of her sweater as if grounding herself into the moment. Caitlyn rotated their heads, pressing harder, her lips opening to invite Vi further in. When Caitlyn's tongue brushed along Vi's bottom lip, Vi didn't hesitate, opening her mouth and letting their tongues meet in a slow, heated dance. Caitlyn's hands gripped Vi's broad shoulders, her nails lightly digging in as the heat between them intensified. Their kisses became more urgent, fervent, breaths mingling as they broke momentarily for air only to dive back in. Vi's grip on Caitlyn's waist tightened, and without thinking, her hand slid lower, grabbing a handful of Caitlyn's ass. Caitlyn gasped against Vi's lips, and that was all the encouragement Vi needed. She pulled Caitlyn closer, her other hand mirroring the action, eliciting another moan from Caitlyn as their bodies were not pressed flushed together.Caitlyn's hips moved, grinding down onto Vi's midsection, and the contact sending a shockwave through both of them. Vi groaned low in her throat, the sound vibrating against Caitlyn's lips, making shiver. Caitlyn's lips moved from Vi's, trailing along her jawline and nipping at the sensitive spot beneath her ear. "Vi..." Caitlyn whispered breathlessly, her voice filled with need as she cupped Vi's face, pulling her back for another searing kiss. The weight of her desire pressed down on Vi like a tidal wave, and VI was helpless to do anything but meet Caitlyn with the same intensity.Vi moved her hands back up, sliding up Caitlyn's back and pushing her body towards Vi's even more. Caitlyn moaned again at the action. Her senses completely overwhelmed with, Vi, Vi, Vi,Vi. "Bed." Caitlyn murmured against Vi's lips, her voice barely audible but carrying all the urgency in the world.Vi didn't need to be told twice. Wrapping one arm securely around Caitlyn's waist, she stood, lifting her effortlessly. Caitlyn's legs wrapped around Vi's hips as their lips found each other again, hot and frantic. Vi navigated the dark hallway with surprising accuracy, even as Caitlyn's lips moved against hers, nipping and licking in a way that made it hard to think. Vi pushed the door to Caitlyn's bedroom open with her foot and stepping inside. She kicked it shut with her foot, the sound barely regsistering in the hazed of heated kisses and muffled moans. When her knees touched the edge of the bed, she lowered Caityn onto the bed and Vi climbed on top of her. Caitlyn watched Vi with swollen lips and a heaving chest as Vi towered over her, and she spread her legs willingly so that Vi could settle herself between them. For a moment, the two stared at each other. They watched the way the moonlight illumniated their faces with a blue hue, how their lips were swollen and reddening, and how they couldn't seem to catch their breath. Realizing she was on her back, Caitlyn tried to flip them over by twisting n the side. She couldn't catch Vi off guard though, who steadied Caitlyn beneath her easily. She wasn't going to let Caitlyn top her. "Not a bottom, darling?" Caitlyn teased, giggling beneath her. Vi didn't respond, and intstead lowered her mouth to Caitlyn's pulse point by her hear. This spot on Caitlyn's neck trigged a loud and audible moan from her as Vi sucked harshly. "N-no marks there. M...M-my parents." Caitlyn said, her voice quivering but stern."Shut up, Caitlyn," Vi practically hissed in response, immediately returning to bite and suck a trail down her neck."F@ck, that was hot." Caitlyn aditted, gripping Vi's short hair with both hands, tugging at the short silky strands. She rotated her neck to give Vi accesd, and relished in how good it felt for Vi to be paying this much attention to her neck. Moans began to spill out of her lips as Vi continued to attack her neck. All the while, Caitlyn felt a hand slip under her sweater, skating past the tuat bare skin of her stomach. She clenched the muscles of her stomach as Vi's hand confidently traveled up, and began to tug it over her head. Caitlyn lifted her arms so it could be done so easily, and soon found herself in a purple lace bra underneath, Vi lanes. Vi looked at her lustfully, running her hand over smooth skin and over the fabric of her bra. Even though Caitlyn was bottoming, she wasn't going to let Vi take all the control away from her. She sat up in her bed, and began to pull the tanktop Vi was wearing over her head, eager to see some more of Vi's skin.Caitlyn licked her lips and pulled Vi back down, both hands reached up to palm Vi's chest over her bra. Vi moaned for the first time into her mouth. When Vi panted over the skin of her neck before latching on agian, Caitlyn felt a rush of heat to her core. Caitlyn the bottom half of her body and slipped her sweatpants off, throwing them to the side. Vi's hand shamelsssly traveled up her thigh, cupping Caitlyn through her her underwear. In response, Caitlyn's hands couldn not roaming Vi's body, finally able to run her hands in the places she dreamt of. Her back, her biceps her colalrbone. Vi was a walking f@ck@ng goddess and Caitlyn wanted her to know that. Caitlyn drew a sharp intake of breath when she felt two of Vi's thick fingers rub her center over her lace panties, causing her legs to squeezee Vi's waist in pleasure. She squirmed beneath Vi and moaned in frustration, her hips lifting trying to create more fricition with the two fingers. Caitlyn could feel the smirk on Vi's lips as she kissed her, relishing in what she could do to Caitlyn.Vi wasn't one to beat around the bush in these moments, and her strokes over Caitlyn's panties became quicker and pushed harder. "F@ck," Caitlyn hissed, moving to bite Vi's neck. It felt like Vi was continuing her actions only for a few more seconds before Caitlyn's lace panties were being pushed to the side so that Vi can sink two fingers slowly inside Caitlyn. Caitlyn cried out in pleasure and her head fell back onto the pillows. To Vi, Caitlyn felt hot and wet against her fingers, almost tightly entrapping them so that the only way they go was in more. She kissed Caitlyn slowly and with care as she began to pump her fingers in and out of her, taking in how she began to pant and moan. Her breathing became more erratic with each stroke, and Vi made sure her palm brushed Caitlyn'sc cl@t with each inward motion. "Whatever you do, do not stop what you're doing," Caitlyn said, breathlessly. Vi felt a gush of wetness coat her fingers, and angeled them deeper inside of Caitlyn. She was glad that she didn't seem to be out of practice, and could feel her own wetness pooling in her boxers just listening and watching Caitlyn. Caitlyn's hips rocked to meet Vi's fingers, trying to keep up wit her quick pace. Her hands were every where, but had found their place gripping the sheets. Her bra covered chest heaved heavily, making her cleavage look inviting for her mouth.Vi couldn't resist the urge, and leaned down to bite and suck on any free skin of her chest. Caitlyn's hands flew to Vi's hair again, and Vi used her own free hand to unclasp the bra behind Caitlyn. Vi slowly slid the straps over Caitlyn's shoulders and down her arms, and tossed it behind her hastily. As Vi continued to pump her fingers into Caitlyn, she licked a stripe over Caitlyn's dusky left nipple. It hardened under tongue as she swirled it around, taking in the whimpers and moans of the godess beneath her. "Sh@t, I'm close,, darling." Caitlyn said, her voice breathless. Vi picked up the pace of her fingers, and felt Caitlyn tighten around them more.Caitlyn's cliamx came loudly. Vi was glad Caitlyn's parents were out, they definitely would've heard it if they were there and Caitlyn would have no idea how to explain to them. Caitlyn's back arched off the bed an she grabbed for Vi's forearms harshly. Her body trembled under Vi and her legs locked themselves around Vi's muscular body as she watched in awe. Caitlyn's dark blue hair was dishevled all over her pillows, there was a thin layer of sweat covering her body and her eyes were closed tightly. It took her a few minutes to come down and for her breathing to steady. She didn't open her eyes until Vi pulled her fingers out and moved to lay down next to Caitlyn. "Where do you think you're doing?" Caitlyn asked mischeviously, "It's your turn." Vi didn't have time to speak up that Caitlyn didn't have to do anything as Caitlyn was already climbing on top of her and pushing her back into the pillows. Caitlyn captured her lips in a steamy kiss, and ran her tongue easily inside Vi's mouth. Caitlyn slipped her fingers underneath the hem of Vi's sports bra, slipping it off and throwing it behind her. When their bare chests touched completely, Vi groaned and grabbed Caitlyn around the waist. When Caitlyn took control, Vi could only follow along willingly.Vi soon felt Caitlyn's mouth move from her lips down her neck and down her chest, pushing Vi into the pillows more and more with each open mouthed kiss. Vi's body felt like it was in sensation overload, the only thing she could focus on was the wet marks Caitlyn left on her, and her hands all over her abs. She was so focused on the feeling of Caitlyn kissing hrer body that she barely registered when Caitlyn said, "now, let's get these off of you," and promptly slid her shorts and boxers down her legs in one motion.It was Vi's turn to grip the sheets, she swore she could see the stars when she felt Caitlyn's hot breath on her most intimate area. Caitlyn's hands ran up and down Vi's muscular thighs as she kissed them slowly. Vi squirmed in anticipation, but Caitlyn held her down with the hands on her thighs. It didn't take long for Caitlyn to give in, and Vi let out a soft moan as Caitlyn's tongue slowly licked up her center."You taste so good, darling," Caitlyn giggled which somehow sounded extremely sexy. Caitlyn's lips latched onto Vi's cl@t, throwing Vi into a fit of nosies as she tried to maintain her composure. Vi was moving in every which direction, Caitlyn's tongue swirled around her in every direction, and Vi couldn't tear her eyes away from the woman eating her out. Caitlyn was hunched over with her ass raised in the air, allowing Vi to see the curve of her ass and her flawless skin. Vi practically orgamsed fro the sight itself, but still could not take her eyes of Caitlyn, who was still looking right back at her. It took probably less than three minutes for Vi to cliamx, not as loud as Caitlyn but stil noticeably loud. Caitlyn kept her eyes trained on Vi the whole time. Caitlyn's tongue and mouth worked wondres, her face and chin wet as she slid up Vi's body to kiss her. Vi could taste herself on Caitlyn's lips and tongue, pushing the stray strands of dark blue hair out of Caitlyn's face. Their kiss was soft, relishing in what they had just done to each other. Caitlyn realized why she fell in love with Vi, she felt it in her touch, how she cupped her cheek and lightly kissed her. The butterflies in Caitlyn's stomach erupted oncea gain and she almost felt shy as she took in every detail of Vi's lips.They pulled away slow, staying close so that their noses touched slightly. Vi held onto Caitlyn's waist as their eyes fluttered open, and was greeted by a small smile from Caitlyn. Caitlyn nuzzled her face into Vi's neck, feeling fatigue wash over her. Vi securely wrapped an arm around Caitlyn's waist, before drifting off to sleep herself. <><><>The soft glow of dawn seeped through the curtains, painting the room in hues of golden light. Vi stirred awake first, blinking as her surroundings came into focus. Her gaze shifted almost immediately to the woman lying next to her. Caitlyn's face was serene in the morning light, her features softened by sleep. The warm sunlight kissed her skin, highlighting her features. Vi let out as soft chuckle, her lip curling into a smirk when her eyes drifted lower, cathcing the sight of the faint marks on Caitlyn's neck and collarbone. She knew she'd been a little too eager, but the sight of those love bites made her chest swell with pride. Carefully she lifted her hand, brushing a stray strand of hair from Caitlyn's face, tucking it behind her ear. Her fingers lingered for a moment, gently tracing the ege of her cheek before retreating. Vi lay there, propped up on one elbow, simply watching Caitlyn sleep. Not long after, Caitlyn stirred awake, her lips parting as she let out a soft, sleepy, "Mmm," Her lashes fluttering before her eyes opened, squinting slightly against the morning lightly. She turned her head toward Vi, her lips curling into a sleepy smile."Morning," Caitlyn murmured, her voice husky from sleep."Morning, Cupcake," Vi replied, her smirk widening, "Sleep good?" Caitlyn nodded lazily, stretching her arms above her head before letting out a content sigh. "Better than I have in a while," she admitted, her cheeks already tinged with pink as she noticed the way Vi was looking at her. Vi chuckled, propping her head on her hand as her other hand traced patterns on the sheet between them, "Yeah? Can't imagine why?" Her tone was teasing, but her eyes gleamed with a mixture of mischief and affection.Caitlyn's blushed deepened, and her agze flickered down to the sheets, embarrassed but unable to hide the grin tugging at her lips.Vi leaned closer, lowering her voice, "I mean, you were practically the one begging for me to-" "Vi," Caitlyn cut her off, her face now completely red as she buried it into Vi's neck, letting out a groan of mortificaiton. Vi laughed, the sound rich and warm, as she wrapped an arm around Caitlyn's waist, pulling her closer. "What? You don't want me to recap? I thought it was a night worth remembering." Caitlyn peeked up at her, her lips twitching into a reluctant smile depsite her embarrassment. "You are impossible." "How many times do I have to tell you, Cupcake? You love it." Vi quipped, her voice dripping with confidence."I might," Caitlyn murmured, her words quiet. She sat up slightly, resting her chin on Vi's shoulder as her fingers traced circles on Vi's bare arm. "Last night...it wasn't just...I mean, it wasn't just something casual for me. I hope it wasn't for you either." Vi's teasing demeanor softened instantly. She shifted so that she could look Caitlyn in the eye, "Caitlyn...last night was...It wasn't casual for me. Not even close." Caitlyn exhaled, a mixture of relief and vulnerabilty flashing across her face. "Good becasue...I'm in love with you, Vi." Her voice wavered slightly, but she held Vi's gaze, her eyes searching Vi's for any doubt.Vi's heart stopped for a moment before a wide grin spread across her face, "Yeah? Took you long enough to admi it." She teased lightly. "Vi," Caitlyn huffed, her face flushing again.Vi reached out, cupping Caitlyn's cheek in her calloused hand, her thumb brushing against her skin, "I'm in love with you too, Caitlyn," She said, her voice steady and full of conviction. "I've been falling for you all this time, and even more last night. I don't want to spend another second with you." Caitlyn's eyes shimmered with unshed tears, but her smile was radiant. She leaned in, pressing her lips in a tender, lingering kiss. When they pulled apart, Caitlyn rested her forehead against Vi's, her fingers tangling in Vi's messy hair, "So...what happens now?"Vi smirked, her confidence reutrning, "Now? I think we take it one day at a time. Bu I'll warn you, Cupcake, I'm not letting you go anytime soon." Caitlyn chuckled softly, her arms wrapping around Vi's neck, "I wouldn't have it any other way." Vi smiled, and cupped Caitlyn's cheek once more, "Will you do me the honor in letting me be your girlfriend, miss," Vi jokingly said, in a deep manly voice.Caitlyn playfully smacked Vi's arm, "Yes, you dork. I would love to be your girlfriend."Vi pushed her body on top of Caitlyn's, a huge smile on her face, and attacked her with kisses. Caitlyn let out loud giggles, and melted into Vi's embrace.They stayed like that for a while, wrapped in each other's arms as the morning sunlight bathed them in its warmth, the world outside their little bubble fading away.As she sat on the edge of her bed, watching Vi move around her room with that effortless swagger and confidence that she fell for so hard, she couldn't hep but le ther thoughts drift. Her eyes folllowed Vi's every movement- the way her muscles shifted beneath her skin, the casual tilt of her smirk, the way her laugh filled the room and settled into Caityn's chest like a warm hug.How did I get so lucky? She wondered, biting her lip to keep a silly smile from taking over her face. Caitlyn smiled to herself now, her fingers tracing the edge of the blanket draped over her legs. Her thoughts wandered to all the little moments with Vi that made her heart race and her head spin. The way Vi had always managed to turn everything into a playful argument, the teasing glint in her eyes whenever she found a reason to call Caitlyn, "Cupcake" or "Princess." Caitlyn rolled her eyes all the time, but her heart betrayed her, thundering in her chest as Vi flashed that cocky grin. She always knew how to get under Caitlyn's skin, in the most infuriating ways. Every bickering match was a careful dance, a game they both loved to play. Caitlyn would huff and pretend to be annoyed, but deep down, she adored it.She adored Vi. God, the way she flirts...Caitlyn though her cheeks heating as she remembered Vi's habit of finding every excuse to touch her her- brushing a strand of hair from her face, letting her hand linger just a second too long when they worked out together at the gym, leaning in close enough Caitlyn could feel her breath against her ear. Vi had perfected the art of making Caitlyn feel both completely flustered and entirely dazed. She could still hear their playful banter from weeks before, when Vi was helping Caitlyn at the squat rack, "Shift your weight back a bit. Don't want you falling over." Vi had teased, stepping closer behind her and ghosting her hands over Caitlyn's waist.  Caitlyn rolled her eyes and went on with her set, but her heart skipped a beat at the way Vi's breath brushed the back of her neck, the warmth of her hands steadying her in the squat. She's so ridiculous, Caitlyn though with a smile. But somehow, she makes me feel like I'm the center of the universe.And now, as Vi glancd over at her with that same teasing smirk, Caitlyn realized that she wouldn't have it any other way.Violet Lanes infuriating. She was impossible.And she was truly insufferable. But Caitlyn loved her either way. She wanted the bickering, flirting and everything in between-she makes my world brigther. She always has.'
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