Read My Mind | Viktor
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Viktor was quiet for a moment. A long moment. I looked up at him. His eyes were closed.
"Did you fall asleep?" I whispered.
"No," he whispered back.
"Why are your eyes closed?"
"I'm just...trying to remember how this feels."
"Oh," I said, trying my best to put my thoughts together. "How does this feel?"
"It feels like I wish I met you sooner, too," Viktor's chest resonated against my ear.
I found myself closing my eyes, trying to remember the feeling, too.
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Viktor x OC friends to lovers slow burn taking place before Act One of Arcane. Eventual smut.
Rory Clair, a girl from the Undercity, finds herself in Piltover, working at a jazz club where she discovers her passion for music and her proclivity for science at the academy. Her world is turned upside down when she meets Viktor.
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