Writing and ruining!

I see Darius as a practical man, something like "if its not broken, you don't need to fix it". So after a long day, he wouldn't care that much about how many different positions you two can try, he's happy just for having you there with him

But he cares a lot about you. He's big and intimidating? Yes, he is. But he will always respect your time and try to make you satisfied

Draven usually says that he need to spice the things with you. And even that Darius tried sending you nudes (after a looong conversation with his brother), he never actually did, just deleted the pictures and never tought about that again

But when he's away, Darius likes sending you dirty texts or calling you just for saying what he would prefer be doing with you at that moment

He actually curses a lot. It's not intentional, but the time in the battlefield and with the other soldiers, well, it made him adding a lot of bad words in his vocabulary, and using them it's so easy!

Ok, his eyes take a lot of time in your ass, and that's his second favorite part of your body (losing only for your eyes. He loves the way that they shine when you smile). For being honest, he's a big fan of going from behind, and can get a little rough sometimes

If you give him a massage, he would feel like the luckiest man ever. He has scars and a lot of bruises, so letting you touch him is something really meaningful

Childhood memories are something complicated. Mostly because sometimes they look like a dream or a complete mess, you can't say whats a lie and what was real.

But Kayn never forgot about his childhood.

Being used as part of the noxian army couldn't be forgotten, neither the person that was always by his side could.

Kayn knew you since he could remember. You two played together, and when he joined the army, you did the same. You two were a team, one always completing and helping the other.

A lot of times, he tried to look stronger that was feeling. Because of you. He was always there, holding your hand, and saying that everything was going to get better.

But it never happened for your two.

The friendship survived the time in the battlefield, but that day, when Kayn won his battle against a lot of ionians, he losted you from his view, and couldn't never redeem himself for this.

After some days, your name was listed among the dead soldiers, even without a body being found. It wasn't something new, in moments like that, anything could happen.

But that boy, that little boy who promised you every day and night, that he would make everything better for you, he never forgot about you.

The boy became a war hero, a teenager trying to learn the secrets of his new master, and then, an adult corrupted by an ancient force.

Life wasn't easy, but Kayn never had something like that, nothing was easy, he knew that.

Rhaast was always there, just waiting for a chance to take the control of his body. Sleeping or just taking a break was something complicated.

But that day... He managed to do it.

The view of that mountain was pretty impressive, and his mind could simply travel through the past, his questions, and how everything started.

Time didn't mattered at this moment, it was just a little and insignificant detail, he could spend hours remembering the moments where he was with you.

But Kayn wasn't really alone there. Don't took more than some minutes to Rhaast start with his teasing.

"So that's what you will do all day? Staring at nothing?"

Kayn took a deep breath.

"It's better than talking to you. I'm one hundred percent of sure that the silence is smarter"

"Smarter than you." The darkin's laugh reverberated "I bet theres something else in your mind. Or is this someone?"

The man didn't answered, he bited his own lips before any sound could came out, and his eyes turned a little opaque.

"It's nothing" He answered simply "We better get going, these noxians won't forget that they saw someone in the woods"

"They would if you had killed them"

Kayn took the scythe from the ground and after looking at that scene for the last time, he entered into the florest.

"I need to follow them if I want to know more about that crimes. They where the nearest people last time, and I can't follow dead bodies"

Rhaast didn't answered, and the silence finally began.

The footsteps weren't making any noise, Kayn knew how to walk without being noticed, and if it was necessary, he was ready to passing through some walls too, so he had nothing to worry about.

It was a peaceful day, in a strange way. But he wouldn't complain about the good climate, the lack of enemies or that Rhaast was in complete silence.

Minutes became an hour, and one hour turned into three. The florest ended, and they arrived in a lonely house.

The house structure was solid, but it didn't changed the fact that it was abandoned, with widows with broken glass and the doorstep almost falling apart.

"Great, we can spend the night here."

The man spoke, opening the door and taking a look around. The furniture, was left there, like it was waiting for the family to return.

"Pathetic" was the only word who came from the darkin, when the scythe was left in a sofa, but Kayn didn't cared about his words, and just continued looking into the house. No thing looked out of it's place, like the house was waiting for the return of the people who lived there.

No trace of blood in the floor or anywhere else. Something happened before they could arrive.

After some minutes of this research, Kayn simply sitted in a chair, looking directly at one of the windows, the moon was already there, and he could finally rest a little bit.

The man never had good and healthy eight hours of sleep, he was always alert, so after some time, when he heard some noise out of the house, his eyes opened in a flash and he took his scythe, preparing himself for a fight.

He took some steps, without making any sound, and after opening the door, he left the house in silence, analyzing all possible places where an enemy could hide, taking advantage of the darkness of that night.

When a figure leapt towards him, his instincts allowed him to use the scythe to block the attack and knock his enemy back.

The pale light from the house illuminated the battle. The scythe's blade glowed during Kayn's repeated attacks, which were deflected by his opponent. And after one of these attacks, the person, dressed in black, charged towards the Noxian, with a dagger in hands.

Kayn's free arm acted quickly, taking his enemy's weapon. But the moment his eyes caught those of the one who seemed interested in killing him.

Kayn knew those eyes.

He could never forget them.

"Y/N?"

His voice faltered and the dagger fell from his hands, giving the person a chance to back away, but the assassin was faster and wrapped his hand around his arm, trapping his rival there.

"Y/N, is that you?" He insisted.

The opponent's eyes were like blades, trying to understand the question.

"Who in the void is Y/N?"

the female voice asked sharply, while its owner squirmed in an attempt to get free.

"Just kill her already." Rhaast's voice reverberated once more.

But Kayn didn't obey. He was pressing her arm hard, he needed to keep her there.

He didn't understand how it was possible, how you could be here after all these years. But you were, and he'd recognize those eyes anywhere.

"Y/N, it's me, Kayn" He said with a smile, dropping the scythe and using his other hand to grip your other arm, with less force now.

His hands held you there, steady, close to your shoulders, but they didn't seem capable of hurting you, not with the force he was using.

"I have no idea who you are or who you think I am" your voice came out firm "I don't even have a name..."

He interrupted you, bringing your face closer, now more visible thanks to the light from the house.

"Yes you do, you're Y/N, you were born in Noxus, and you've been my best friend for as long as I can remember... I thought you were dead. But now... You're here. You're really alive."

His eyes stared at you, he looked completely different from the man you had faced a few minutes ago, he looked like a child.

But you didn't remember him. The certainty with he said all that, or the gleam in his eyes, none of that mattered, it couldn't be true.

"Let me go!" You snapped, irritated by the failed attack.

"I can't Y/N, I can't do this again."

"I AM NOT Y/N!"

Kayn sighed, lowering his head. How could you not remember who he was? That you couldn't remember him?

It hurt

It wasn't a wound, like so many he'd gotten during his life, it was a deep pain… in the organ he no longer remembered.

His heart ached.

"You don't remember..." He muttered "Don't remember but I can swear I've known you since we were kids Y/N we grew up together... We fought together"

Kayn's hands released you, but for some reason those words seemed to hold you there.

"You're wrong, I fight for myself."

Your voice faltered for a moment, his mind felt confused. Why did you fight?

"Then why did you attack me?" he quickly replied

A mission, that's what you remembered. Names, targets, that's all. Your current mission was to kill the man in front of you, so why haven't you already done so? And what else would you answer him?

"It was necessary" you limited yourself to a short reply, and for a moment, you thought you saw a tear in his eyes.

"Well..." Kayn sighed, and opening his arms, smiled at you "so do it. Kill me."

Your eyes dropped to the dagger on the floor, none of your targets ever gave you that opportunity, they never even got a chance to see who was attacking them, why did this man have to be any different?

Your hands retrieved the object, and as you took it, your face turned to Kayn's.

His expression was peaceful, for some reason you couldn't understand.

"Why?" you whispered

"After all these years, something put us in each other's paths. You need to kill me, and I was looking for the person responsible for the murders of masters of Ionia, which I can see now.... It was you."

You looked at him in a perplexed, almost stunned way. All these weeks, you thought you were letting everyone down.

The disguised Noxian soldiers served as bait so you could escape.

But nothing worked against Kayn.

"Y/N" he continued "I already lost you once. And I don't want that to happen again. Kill me"

You sighed. I needed to finish this.

Your hands gripped the dagger firmly, pointed toward his heart.

But before the blade touched him, your hands began to shake.

You felt a pain in your chest, and your eyes watered thanks to the tears that were now flowing.

You couldn't kill him.

"Kayn..." your voice came out as a whisper, his head hurt so much it felt like it was about to explode.

Flashes came to your mind, moments on the battlefield, nights when you feared the worst, the murders you committed...

That wasn't you.

Kayn was always present in her childhood memories. He didn't lie.

You remembered. Somehow now you remembered everything.

Your hands dropped the dagger to the floor, and the moment you looked at Kayn, he smiled, lowering his arms and wrapping them around you in a hug.

As an artist, Jhin pays a lot of attention in everything he does. But also, on you. For him, you're his muse, and he could describe you and all your characteristics for a whole day

He loves surprising you. He usually takes you to fancy places without a special reason, or then just bring some gifts

Not a big hugger, but he does love kissing you. He usually goes for your neck or your most vulnerable parts.

He knew you before you noticed. Actually, you caught his eye, and since that day, he couldn't take it from you

When you two are on the bed, he usually just stay in silence, looking at you or with his head near your chest, hearing your heartbeat

Jhin is touch starved, don't matter what time it is, he will love being touched by you. Give him some hugs or kisses and you will get to see this boy smiling

Now, some NSFW Headcanons :)

Jhin is really gentle in mostly of the time. Do you guys remember what that Grey said? "I don't make love... I fuck. Hard." Well, Jhin is about 50% a lover, so you will never listen this phrase

About that other fifity percent, well, Jhin is into BDSM? Yes, he sure is. Your nights are always a great event, diverse and enjoyable. But his favorite thing to do is blindfolding you and using a whip to make you obey him

Jhin is into roleplaying, and if you like he won't mind lending you some of his masks for moments like these