Muj Milacek | Viktor Arcane x Reader

Chapter 16

"I had to save you, I couldn't... I couldn't just let you die," You wiped the tears from your cheeks, they stung as they poured over gashes on the left side of your face. At least you knew they weren't going to get infected.

"You had enough magic to do this?" He gestured towards his newly metal body."

You pursed your lips and shook your head, "I had to get more, I summoned the Hexcore."

Viktor inhaled sharply, he was well aware of what that kind of power would do to you.

"I used it to heal you," Your voice broke as you thought back to the last words you had heard before healing him, "Sky, I don't know how she was still conscious, she helped me consume the Hexcore. I think I would have died without her, we all would have."

You looked back up at Viktor through wet lashes, "I don't really know what I did, I could barely think, everything was so loud," Your head twitched to the side, eyes squeezing shut as the roaring sound of a thousand voices and fiery magic flooded out from your memory.

Viktor brought his hand up to caress your uninjured cheek, bringing your gaze back to him, "Yet you won."

"I thought I was going to lose it, I could feel my grasp on reality breaking," You nuzzled into his palm, the next slew of words speeding out of your mouth, "But then a Celestial, Soraka, she took me away, fixed my brain, and sent me back."

Viktor blinked, "What."

You chuckled, finally, you'd been the one to stump him for a change, "She's the one who first brought me to Runeterra, she was able to lock the power of the Hexcore away, although I need to be careful not to draw on it. I've still got the power of six gemstones, I don't feel necessarily stable, but I don't think I'm at imminent risk of destroying everything in my path."

"Glad to hear I won't be meeting my end again anytime soon," Viktor slapped that cheeky smile on his face, you couldn't help but laugh.

"I was so worried I was going to lose you," Your voice broke again, all traces of humour leaving you as your memories of the past few minutes came flooding back, refusing to be ignored. You ran your fingers down Viktor's neck, feeling the strange cold metal underneath.

His eyes fluttered shut under your touch, "I'm not going anywhere."

You bit your lip, nervously looking at your feet. You didn't say anything, but you couldn't help but wonder if he meant it. Even you had a hard time looking at yourself, did Viktor find it just as challenging?

Viktor held your chin, guiding you to look back up at him. He knew you well enough to know what you were thinking, "You are just as beautiful now as you've ever been, no amount of scars or Shimmer could ever change that. I loved you before, and I still love you now, Miláček."

Those words were enough for you to shake off any remaining doubts you had. Time seemed to stop in a collision of senses as your lips met his for the second time. Your fingers tangled in his hair, his cold torso pressed against yours, you moved so you sat in his lap. His hands gripped your waist like he was afraid you would fly away should he let go. He tasted sweet and metallic as he kissed you with the desperation and heat of a man who'd thought he would never get this chance again. Your stomach twisted into a knot, everything hurt, yet when you were entwined in Viktor's arms you felt like nothing could ever harm you.

When you broke apart for air, chest heaving and pupils blown wide, you rested your forehead against his. You weren't ready to create any more distance between you two. You hadn't noticed at first, but when you opened your eyes you found that you were glowing a gently blue, numbing your pain. You ran your fingers down his neck, making him shiver, his breath hot on your lips.