Arcanum

AS YOU ARE.

Yeah, it's the Weeknd again. And no one can stop me. What r u gonna do abt it? Just read, bitch.

this is fluff, for a change, and it's connected to the plot of my other book, 'Violet.'
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I sat on the old rooftop, not having been here in years. The skyline of Piltover looked drastically different from my childhood. Especially since my leadership had changed it so much.

I had finally made an impact, changing the lives of those in the Undercity, and I was damn proud of it. My people were thriving.

But still, I was filled with a guilt. That I was still doing so much better than most citizens. That I had rose so fast, while others would never get to experience what I had in the span of a million lifetimes.

Sometimes coming here, and looking at the same view which I had thought would be so unattainable at the age of 17, was humbling. It reminded me where exactly I came from, and why I was in the position I was.

I heard footsteps behind me, and turned to see Vi walking towards me. She sat behind me, seating me in between her legs and wrapping her arms around my waist. She rested her chin on my shoulder, sighing contentedly.

"Hi, Vi." I said sheepishly, leaning back on her. The sun was beginning to set, and I stared off into the red and orange embers.

"Hey, Cupcake. What's on your mind?" She mumbled into my hair.

I sighed, beginning. I always felt like I could talk about anything with Vi, and talk about it forever.

"I miss who I used to be. I feel too much like a politician. I don't like my image. I feel hated. I miss being in the Undercity, out on the streets, actually making an impact." I said, closing my eyes in distress.

"I feel like.... I feel like i'm not the same person you fell in love with. You shouldn't love me still. I've changed so much." I finally said.

Vi immediately turned my chin to face her, her cool blue eyes now a turmoiled storm.

"Don't you ever say that. Ever. First of all, I love the person you've become. It's true, you've changed. But we all have, and it's not a bad thing at all, Cupcake. You've become this beautiful, strong woman. You were already so badass, sticking with me and Caitlyn and fighting Silco up until the end, and you still are. You're sexy, you're kind, you're caring, you're fierce, you know how to stand up for yourself, and you've done so much good for this city. Even if it's from a position that you don't like. And you know what? You can resign. You've done so much already, you've earned happiness. I love you, just as you are. I love you in the present, not in the past. That will never change." Vi rambled, staring into my eyes passionately. I smiled, wiping away her tears.

I leaned close, kissing her sweetly and slowly. Just like the first time she kissed me.

"Marry me. Marry me, Cupcake." Vi suddenly said, breaking away from my lips.

"I mean, that was always the plan, right?" I chuckled. Vi had always said she would make me her wife, joking around. It was sweet.

"I'm not joking this time." My expression dropped. "Those other times weren't entirely jokes, anyways. I always meant it. I just hadn't bought the ring yet, and I was waiting for the right time. Marry me, and let's grow old together." She paused, waiting for me to say something. But I was speechless, my mouth agape and tears starting to brim at my eyes.

"Y/n, I've been running my whole life. I've been shoving through life, my fists constantly in front of my face. While that's always going to be me, I want something final, permanent now. All these years of attacks, death, has made me realize that I can't take chances. There is no right time, I cant wait. I've known that I wanted to be with you since the day Vander brought you to us. Be my wife, Cupcake. Make me the happiest woman in the world." Vi professed, pulling a small red box from her pocket.

I looked from her, to the box, and up to her again, my mouth closing and opening like an idiot. Tears were pouring down my face now.

"Vi, you're such a dumbass! I wasn't joking either, ever. God, you're so stupid." I sobbed, putting her lips back on mine. "Yes, yes, yes. It's always been yes. You didn't even have to ask. Well, you should've asked, a lot fucking earlier. God, I thought you were joking!" I rambled, choking on tears.

"Better late than never, I guess." Vi mumbled against my lips. I giggled, kissing her nose. She wiped my tears, kissing my forehead.

She brought the box in front of us, opening it. Inside was a silver ring, with a large ruby in the middle. It was surrounded by smaller rubies, and diamonds lined the band. I gasped, shocked at the elegance.

"I know, it's not the biggest, shiniest ring. But I know you like rubies, and silver. This one caught my eye, and it was in budget, even though that's not something I cared about anyways. I would've spent all our savings on a ring if it meant you loved it. So I hope this one is enough." She stammered, rubbing the back of her neck in embarrassment and shame. I gently slapped her face, glaring at her. She looked up at me in surprise.

"Vi, it's more than beautiful, it's the most beautiful ring I've ever seen, you idiot. You didn't even have to. I'd marry you with paper rings, darling, our love isn't dependent on how big the goddamn ring is. I'm not even worth that much." I said, cupping her face and gesturing to the ring.

"You are worth more than all the prettiest jewels in the universe." Vi whispered, sliding the ring on my finger.

I was the happiest woman in the world.
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I know not everyone has Christian/Western weddings, so I'm not writing that part. You can envision the actual wedding however you like :)