My Light, My Lux

Chapter Twelve

"So you and my sister, huh?"

Lux flinches instinctively as she walks side-by-side with Vi, almost back home.

Home. Home is where the heart is, Lux used to hear. Now her heart is with Jinx, so is it any wonder she has stopped thinking of Demacia as home? A place which kept her hostage, a place that condemned her simply for existing, that tortured her and didn't let go, which forced her into submission... A place that she tried to nurture some patriotism for, some sense of belonging.

But now, walking down these Piltover streets, Lux knows more than ever that she belongs here. With Jinx.

Lux isn't a saint. Lux has killed people. Hurt people. Lux has played her part in massacres. But so has Jinx. Both ruined and broken in the past, they were given a chance to do better. To be better. And Lux would love to be better by her girlfriend's side.

And, of course, having an older brother, Lux should have expected this conversation from Vi. After all, it has been too peaceful, their conversation on the way to the little ice-cream store, all fun and laughter.

But Lux knows how to respond to overprotective big siblings: with the truth.

"Yes, I'm in love with your sister," Lux says earnestly as the two approach the stairs to the apartment complex. "Every time I look in her eyes, I see a person who is passionate, who is strong and brave and alive, someone who is real, who, who is both independent and can give up their independence a little for my sake. Every time I touch her—"

"Woah woah woah!" Vi waves her hands in the air as the two women walk up the stairs. "I don't need to know where you touch my little sister. I wasn't gonna give you the good old 'hurt my sis and you're dead' talk."

Lux stops dead in her tracks, confused. "You weren't?"

Vi stops as well and smirks at the younger woman, crossing her buff arms over her oversized T-shirt. "Nah. I understand Jinx likes you, you like her. You're good for her. And I can see that you can handle her, so she must be good for you too."

"She is!" Lux exclaims, and her cheeks cover up in pink. "She makes me feel... special. I always thought I was a no one. A tool. But she makes me feel like I'm someone special, the way she looks at me... Gods, she is so wonderful..."

Vi rolls her eyes at the other woman's dreamy look, but Lux is already lost in thought.

At first, when she saw Jinx, she was... intrigued. Of course the blue-haired woman was sexy, incredibly pretty, and oh so agile — so Lux might have been a little star-struck. But as she got to know her more, Lux realised that there was a human beneath that shell of bravado and jokes, a vulnerable human who was... nice. And sweet to her. And very, very shy deep beneath! And oh so attractive.

Jinx has become the stone that holds her, the lamp that shines the way through, the only person who makes her feel like she's worthy of love, of kindness. Jinx, to put it short, is her soulmate. And Lux will never leave, will never breach her trust—

"Wanna hear some embarrassing stories about your girlfriend?"

Maybe this once. "Yes!!!"

Vi smirks, taking out the keys. "So, when she was little, and Vander got her new scrap parts to build a toy, she got too excited and—"

Then, Vi freezes and her face immediately goes full enforcer-mode. With some difficulty, Lux can also hear a low, familiar male voice speaking from behind the door. It can't really be..?

"Stay back," Vi says and quietly opens the door.