Arcane headcanons | °• Sevika •°

You cant sleep

• The room was quiet, the kind of heavy silence that came with late hours in Zaun, interrupted only by the faint hum of the city outside.

• You lay in bed, tossing and turning, the sheets twisted around you, unable to find a comfortable spot.

• Sevika’s steady breathing filled the space, and you glanced over at her relaxed figure, her head slightly tilted to the side on the pillow.

• Despite the comforting presence of her beside you, your mind refused to quiet. Thoughts ran wild, stubbornly keeping sleep at bay.

• You sighed softly, trying to avoid waking her, and rolled onto your back, staring at the cracked ceiling.

• “You’re thinking too loud, sugar,” came Sevika’s gruff, half-awake voice, cutting through the stillness.

• You turned your head to find her looking at you with one eye open, her lips curved in a tired smirk. “What’s wrong?”

• “I can’t sleep,” you murmured, your voice small, as if embarrassed by the admission.

• With a low groan, she shifted closer to you, propping herself up slightly on her elbow. “Wanna tell me what’s keeping you up?”

• “Nothing specific,” you admitted, fidgeting with the edge of the blanket. “Just… everything.”

• Sevika reached out, her rough but gentle hand brushing over your arm, her calloused fingers warm against your skin. “Come here.”

• You hesitated for a moment before scooting closer, letting her pull you into her chest, her metal arm resting on your side for balance.

• Her hand found your hair, her fingers threading through it in slow, soothing motions. “You’re overthinking again, huh?”

• You nodded against her, and she chuckled softly, the vibration of her chest grounding you.

• “You’ve gotta shut that pretty head of yours off,” she teased, her voice low and lazy. “Or do I have to knock you out myself?”

• You laughed quietly at that, her dry humor a welcome distraction from the chaos in your mind.

• “Just relax,” she murmured, her lips brushing against your temple. “You’re safe here, sugar. Nothing’s getting to you while I’m around.”

• The rhythmic sound of her voice, paired with the steady rise and fall of her breathing, began to calm your restless thoughts.

• Her hand didn’t stop moving, her touch gentle and deliberate, like she had all the time in the world to take care of you.

• “Close your eyes,” she whispered, her tone softening even more, a rare tenderness lacing her words.

• You obeyed, feeling the tension slowly drain from your body as you melted further into her warmth.

• “That’s it,” she said quietly, her voice almost a purr. “Just let go.”

• It didn’t take long before sleep finally began to creep in, Sevika’s presence anchoring you in the safety of the moment.

• She stayed awake a little longer, her fingers still tracing along your arm, just to make sure you stayed at peace.