Arcane headcanons | °• Sevika •°

How she wakes you

The room is quiet, the soft light of the morning creeping through the window, casting a golden glow over the space.

Sevika lies beside you, watching you sleep. The faintest hint of a smile tugs at the corner of her mouth, but she doesn’t move yet. She studies you for a moment, her thumb gently tracing the back of your hand as it rests on the bed.

The silence stretches, but it’s comfortable, the kind of quiet only found when two people are truly at ease with one another.

Sevika shifts, her large hand lightly brushing through your hair, pushing a stray lock behind your ear with the gentleness only she reserves for you.

Your body shifts slightly in response, but you don’t wake. Sevika leans in closer, her lips brushing the side of your neck, just barely. She inhales the scent of you, taking a quiet moment to herself, before her voice softly breaks the calm.

"Doll," her voice is low, a hushed murmur, but filled with that unique warmth only for you. "Time to wake up, sugar."

She moves her hand to your shoulder, giving it a slight, gentle shake. Not enough to startle you, just enough to coax you out of sleep.

When that doesn’t work, Sevika carefully shifts her body so she’s hovering just above you. She looks down at you, her eyes soft but full of that underlying protective intensity.

She presses a quick kiss to your forehead, then another, a little longer, her lips lingering on your skin as if she could pour all her warmth into you through that one small action.

She hums softly, brushing her nose against your temple. "Wake up, princess," she whispers with a smile that’s both tender and mischievous.

Your eyes flutter open slowly, squinting at the early light as the sleep still clings to your body. You blink a few times, the sleepiness hanging on for just a little longer.

Sevika’s hand slides to your cheek, her thumb gently caressing the skin there, feeling the warmth of you. “Good morning, princess,” she murmurs again, her voice soft like silk, but there’s an undeniable force in her presence.

You slowly turn toward her, the weight of her body now against yours. She’s steady and warm, the kind of steady you can trust.

You let out a sleepy, half-hearted chuckle, your eyes still barely open. “Good morning,” you mumble back, voice still heavy with sleep.

Sevika chuckles softly, her eyes filled with affection as she brushes the hair from your face. She’s still gentle, even as she gives you that soft, teasing smirk.

“You always take forever to wake up, doll,” she says, her voice low and teasing, but there’s so much care behind it.

You stretch against her, your hands reaching out to pull her closer, leaning into the warmth of her chest.

She lets you settle against her, not rushing you, but holding you in the moment, her hand moving to rest on your back, rubbing soothing circles.

“You okay, princess?” Sevika asks, her voice a little more serious now, soft but full of concern, as her fingers brush along the back of your neck.

You nod, the last remnants of sleep slipping away as you let yourself relax into her. "Yeah, just... not fully awake yet," you mumble, your voice more awake now but still with the lingering effects of sleep.

Sevika smiles, leaning down to plant another kiss on your forehead. "Take your time, sugar," she murmurs, her tone laced with affection.

As the moment stretches on, Sevika stays close, her presence soothing and constant, a comforting anchor as you finally begin to wake up fully, the weight of her love surrounding you.

"You’re the first thing I see every morning, doll," Sevika murmurs softly. "And that’s all I need."