Arcane headcanons | °• Sevika •°

"I still love you, I promise"

• The cold Zaun air nipped at your skin as you sat alone outside the bar, a familiar spot when you needed to clear your head.

• You heard heavy footsteps behind you, unmistakable—Sevika’s. She always had a way of making her presence known, even when she tried not to.

• “Didn’t think you’d bother,” you muttered without looking back.

• “Couldn’t leave it like this,” she said, her voice unusually soft, carrying a weight you hadn’t heard before.

• You turned, arms crossed, anger flickering in your eyes. “You walked away. You chose this.”

• Sevika shifted uncomfortably, her hand brushing against the edge of her coat. “I thought I was doing the right thing... protecting you.”

• “Protecting me? By leaving?” you scoffed, tears threatening to spill. “That’s the worst excuse I’ve ever heard.”

• She knelt down beside you, close enough for you to feel her warmth, but careful not to touch. “I’m not perfect. Far from it. But I never stopped loving you.”

• Your breath hitched at her words, the sincerity in her voice breaking through your walls. “Do you mean that?”

• She nodded, her steel arm flexing as she reached out, hesitating before tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “I still love you. I promise.”

• The tears you’d been holding back finally fell, and Sevika wiped one away with her thumb, her touch unexpectedly gentle.

• “You hurt me,” you whispered, your voice trembling.

• “I know,” she said, guilt thick in her voice. “And I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you, if you’ll let me.”

• For a long moment, you stared at her, searching her face for any sign of insincerity. You found none.

• “Don’t mess this up again, Sev,” you finally said, your voice barely above a whisper.

• “Never,” she said, leaning in to press a kiss to your forehead.

• Her arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer, and for the first time in what felt like forever, you let yourself lean into her.

• “Come on, sugar” she murmured. “Let’s go home.”