[ These last 3 days have been hard to say the least. People becoming corrupted beasts, his wish turning him into...this, and Jayce's death have left Viktor reeling from it all and considering Jayce's death to be a fault of his own. If he weren't so...so broken, then this would never have happened. He's in the kitchen when Jayce finally comes back, staring into an empty cup, about ready to put the kettle on for some tea, when his head, with that long hair and golden highlights, whips towards the door. The shock on Viktor's face is easily recognizable as he stumbles to his feet. He'll use the wall to drag himself as fast as he's able towards the other. Eyes glimmering with unshed tears as Viktor stands in the middle of their living room, draped in a hooded robe. It's the only thing that's been useful in covering his entire body. ]
Jayce... [ you're back, you're home. He doesn't say anything as he wraps an arm around himself. Has it been three days already? He hasn't been keeping track of time, so lost in his own thoughts and with everything else going on around them, he's surprised he's even remembered to eat.
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Jayce... [ you're back, you're home. He doesn't say anything as he wraps an arm around himself. Has it been three days already? He hasn't been keeping track of time, so lost in his own thoughts and with everything else going on around them, he's surprised he's even remembered to eat.
More than anything, Viktor has missed him too. ]