#watching him smile at sunrise all hopeful for a future with you he'll never have 22 years later is SO MUCH WORSE

[dramarants]

going through the 20th century girl tag to move on and appreciate all the great moments only to find out ppl would rather yijin died than not end up with heedo

#20th century girl #twenty five twenty one #20th century girl spoilers #spoilers #maybe I'm in a weird mood but I can't scroll any more asldkfj #I get why ppl say the movie did it better: pacing + showing aftermath + believable #even though the sadder ending was a surprise they set us up for it and have proper closure to the characters #and while I still have some gripes (what happened to the brother how did woonho diedoes the squad not stay in touch where are they all now) #overall it was solid #but idk if 25 21 pulled a 'he died' I'd be so pissed - it's lazy and thoughtless and not marrying your first love is realistic #their final scenes together were soooo good it's just the reason for parting was unbelievable & present day scenes left us with more qs #but to be like 'yijin and heedo were soulmates and their breakup is unthinkable so... #'instead of growing and moving ahead after all his struggles to establish himself and support his family he should just DIE' #like this 20th c girl ending is so much more heartbreaking imo sldkfjasdlldgfkj #watching him smile at sunrise all hopeful for a future with you he'll never have 22 years later is SO MUCH WORSE #idk I'm glad bora is shown smiling and cherishing what they had rather than mourning (tho she has every right too) but it still doesn't... #...feel like closure to me. but there really is no good parting when it comes to death huh #show me people can treasure their youth and still find happiness and fulfillment in unexpected ways down the line!! #there's a beautiful piece of 90s nostalgia media still waiting in the wings for us I just know it #just don't know how much I can take my heart being ripped to shreds in the meantime 😅 #ranting

[daphnedirose]

Little White Lie

Viktor x f!Reader | SFW | wc: 1.3k | The loneliness Viktor's success brought to you was somehow easy to handle at first with his promises of coming back home early to spend time with you, but the empty house begins to tear you apart as he fails to keep them.

Requested by a lovely anon <3

A/N: Kinda angsty, and damn I love writing angst. Enjoy <3

The sound of keys jingling filled the hall as Viktor unlocked the door of the place you two shared, hoping to find the lights off as it was usual for the last few months.

Five, maybe six. He couldn't really tell.

His working schedule became tight since the Hextech and the Hexgates turned into the present and future of Piltover, making him consume more time in his lab with Jayce to discuss and sketch the prototypes of the new inventions waiting to be created. You adored how he talked to you about his future projects when he came back at night and how he shared with you his dreams from last night when you made him breakfast before he left in the morning. He was passionate and assertive about his short and long-term goals, something that made you feel attracted to him since the begging of your relationship. You used to have brainstorming conversations before falling asleep together and he took some of your ideas into deep consideration for his future plans.

That's how things were before he stopped coming back at night.

It was progressive, you should have seen it coming. He returned to your apartment almost in the early morning, letting the dinner you prepared for him get completely cold more times than you could count. Eventually, you decided to leave the dinner in the oven so he could reheat it when he arrived.

You asked him multiple times to return home earlier so he could rest properly, a request he always replied with a sweet: "Yes, dear. I'm sorry. I will."

You still got to wake up next to him and love him as much as you wanted before eating breakfast together, so you let it slide when he didn't keep his word night after night.

But then he started to stay in the lab for whole days. Sometimes three days in a row, four, until he once didn't show up for a week.

You confronted him worried when he finally showed up, worried about his health and well-being since you couldn't really visit him in the lab since you did all of the house chores by yourself.

"I'm sorry, darling. I just feel that I'm always close to a breakthrough when it comes to the Hexcore and I lose track of time. I'll be home sooner, I promise."

You would never make him choose between you and his job. They were two different loves, you knew that, but sometimes it scared you to think what he would choose if given the chance. Deep down, you knew what the possible outcome would be, even if you tried to convince yourself otherwise.

You tried to believe him, you truly did. But his oaths weakened every time he broke them.

He'll do it next time. You thought to yourself. But his actions screamed louder than your cries at night.

He didn't.

The bed started to feel too big without him, soon did the room that used to be yours, then the hallways... Your house-no, the house that once was yours. It was empty, stuck in a time where you'd cuddle till noon and watch the sunrise and sunset through the window of the bedroom where your souls connected in more ways than physical.

"Soon, my love."

A tear rolled down your cheek, falling on the pillow that used to be his.

Today you especially insisted he come back at 9 pm so you could enjoy dinner together. He accepted, which put a wide smile on your face as you hugged and kissed him goodbye. You knew he wouldn't forget what date it was.

Jayce also asked him to go home early when he arrived at the lab, him also being conscious of what you were celebrating today. Viktor gave a soft chuckle as he replied. "I will, Jayce. Don't worry."

He didn't see Jayce's concerned smile since his eyes stayed focused on his work like they always were.

Viktor arrived home at 2 am. The sound of keys jingling filled the hall as Viktor unlocked the door of your place. A confused expression appeared on his face when he noticed a faint warm light coming from the dining table. There were two plates of delicious fancy food served, now cold by the time they left in the open, accompanied by an empty flower vase and the light of an already melted-down candle.

As if it was waiting for him, the light of the candle burned out when he finished contemplating the scene, realizing abruptly the promise he made and the date it was.

He went to your bedroom as fast as his limp allowed him to, opening the door with a guilty expression. There you were, as beautiful as we always saw you, sitting on the edge of the king-sized bed, eyes focused on the floor. You were wearing your favorite dress and styled your hair the way he always adored. In your hand, you held a yellow chrysanthemum*, which he guessed once was in the flower vase from before.

His heart broke when you raised your gaze at him. Silent tears crystalizing the eyes he loved so dearly, running down your face and falling, some on the ground, some on the flower.

You raised your hand a bit, aligning it to his face as you held the chrysanthemum, handing it to him while you tried your best to put a smile on your face.

"Happy anniversary, Vik."

He let go of his cane and quickly sat down next to you, wrapping an arm around you while his other hand pressed gently your head against his chest, showering you in nonstop apologies as he softly laid both of you on the sheets, cuddling. You broke, sobbing and burying your face in his chest, hands clenching hard on his vest as the tears wet his clothes. He lightly ran his hand through your hair, a failed attempt to calm you down.

You rarely cried in general, and when you did, he knew you reached a hurtful limit. His eyes started to water as he pulled you even closer to him. You did the same, trying to remember when was the last time you felt his touch for so long.

"I'm tired, Viktor. I'm so tired." You cried.

"I know, my love. Please forgive me, this won't happen again. I'm sorry, I swear. I didn't mean for you to hurt."

You cried yourself to sleep in his arms, lulled by his voice making oaths he most likely didn't intend to fulfill, gentle kisses being placed on your forehead, and his hands tracing abstract figures on your back and shoulders.

His embrace felt like the home you created long ago for both. Something you craved to revive but failed to recover.

You slept well for the first time in months.

The sun rays that peeked through the window woke Viktor up the next morning, whose initial instinct was to reach out for you for a morning cuddle and a kiss.

He paralyzed. Your side of the bed was empty.

"Y/n?" He called in a still sleepy tone.

No reply.

He got up immediately, any trace of laziness leaving his body as he sat down on the edge of the bed, his gaze scanning the room looking for you. There was no noise coming from the kitchen or the bathroom. Only a letter on your nightstand, accompanied by the lonely yellow chrysanthemum you were holding the night before.

He grabbed the letter, his fingers tracing every letter you wrote on the yellowish piece of paper.

"I'm sorry, my dear Viktor, but I don't think I can handle this. I need some time for myself, away from the empty house. I'll be back when I'm better, I promise."

Viktor picked up delicately the flower from the nightstand with his other hand, staring at it as the loneliness in the room became overwhelming. The sparkle from his golden eyes disappeared, being replaced by tears he couldn't hold back that ran silently down his cheeks and fell, some on the letter, some on the flower.

He slowly placed the chrysanthemum on his chest, holding it close as he did with you the night before. Hoping he didn't teach how to lie as sweetly as he did.

His subtle sobs filled the room soon after. He knew you were a fast learner.

*Yellow chrysanthemum: a flower that represents a belittled love

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