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The lab was dimly lit, the flicker of arcane energy casting soft, shifting shadows on the walls. Y/N leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching Viktor with a small smile. The slender figure of his science partner was hunched over his desk, eyes glued to a series of glowing runes etched into a fragmented artifact. The faint hum of Hextech energy vibrated in the air.

Y/N glanced at his watch. 3:12 AM. Their classes began in less than five hours, and yet Viktor showed no sign of stopping.

Y/N sighed softly and stepped into the room. His footsteps were quiet, but Viktor still didn’t look up, too engrossed in his work.

“Viktor,” Y/N called, his voice low so as not to startle him.

“Hmm?” Viktor hummed absently, not turning away from his desk.

Y/N stepped closer, leaning over Viktor’s shoulder,  to get a better look at the glowing runes. “It’s three in the morning. You do realize that, right?”

“I do,” Viktor replied, his tone distracted. “But this... this is fascinating. Look at the way the runes align here—it’s as though they’re responding to the Hexcore’s energy field. If I can just—”

“Vik,” Y/N interrupted gently. “You’ve been at this for hours. You need to rest.” Y/N insisted, looking with worry at the pale male.

“I will. Soon,” Viktor murmured, waving a hand dismissively. Both of you knew it was a lie, having nearly every night the same discussion. 

Y/N sighed again, but this time he didn’t just stand there. Instead, he moved behind Viktor, wrapping his arms around his shoulders in a loose hug,  taking a deep breath of his scent which was a mix of chalk, books, and something that was just so Viktor in a sense, Viktor stiffened slightly at the unexpected touch but didn’t pull away.

“Y/N...” Viktor began, his voice is soft but uncertain.

“You’re going to burn yourself out,” Y/N said quietly, resting his chin on Viktor’s shoulder. “I get that this is important to you, but you can’t keep pushing yourself like this.” Y/N tried to reason. He wasn't aware that his gestures were doing something to Viktor. 

His mind was reeling at the proximity. The warm arms hugging him gave him a sense of security and nearly made him abandon his work, just so he could get more of it.

Viktor let out a small, tired laugh. “I could say the same about you. You’re still awake, after all.” He was trying to fake his composure but with every passing second it got harder. The warm fingertips over his arching arms were something he really appreciated at that moment and a small sigh unknowingly escaped his tired body.  

“Yeah, but only because I came to check on you,” Y/N replied, tightening his hold just a little and wandering his arms on his partner's slim ones. He felt Viktor’s shoulders relax beneath his arms, though Viktor still didn’t look away from his work and his face had a slightly more troubled look than before.

For a moment, they sat in a one-sided comfortable silence, the hum of the Hexcore filling the space around them. Y/N’s gaze softened as he looked at Viktor, the dark circles under his eyes and the slight slump of his posture. Viktor was brilliant, no doubt about it, but he had a habit of forgetting his limits, and one day it's gonna get him killed. Y/N was sure of it.

Sitting on the little free space behind Viktor, Y/N changed his arm position so it was around the smaller one's waist, sitting comfortably in the dip of it. He knew they wouldn't go out of there as long as Viktor wasn't finished with his courant experiment. 

Without really thinking, Y/N leaned forward and delivered a light kiss to Viktor’s nap. It was brief, barely more than a brush of lips, but it was enough to make Viktor freeze and his shoulders tense again.

“Y/N,” Viktor said, his voice quiet and laced with something Y/N couldn’t quite place.

“Sorry,” Y/N murmured, though he didn’t sound particularly apologetic. “I just...couldn't help myself. You looked like you needed it.” 

Viktor finally turned his head to look at Y/N, his golden eyes searching his face. “We’re... just friends, yes?” Viktor just needs a small answer, so that he won’t read so much into such small actions between them. So he could convince his body and mind to drop these silly thoughts of his. Firstly his body. 

He could feel himself getting more excited by the minute. Suddenly he was more aware of his body pressing against his friend. His hips adjusted to their position, unaware of the others' attempt to keep his noises in.

Y/N gave a strained smile and pretended to think about the question. In reality, he prayed that Viktor just stopped moving or continued. He doesn’t even really know. His arms traveled down and around Viktor’s waist, while holding with one hand the other’s hips so they would stop moving as much. 

“Yeah. Just friends.” Y/N mumbled forcefully out. 

Viktor raised an eyebrow, his expression skeptical but not unkind. “You are quite a friend.”

“Can’t help it,” Y/N admitted with a shrug. “You’re too huggable for your own good.” His arms tightened around Viktor's middle, wanting to feel the sensation again. His thighs flexed as Viktor looked back at his project to dismiss him. However, a roll of his hips made Viktor throw his head back and got Y/N a flushed look from the other's hooded amber-colored eyes.

Viktor shook his head, his wild locks tickling the others' faces, making him laugh. The vibrations lightly shook Vikroes delicate body. 

There was a faint smile tugging at Viktor's lips now. “You are impossible.” He whispered with a chuckle.

Y/N looked at the now exposed skin. Viktors adams apple bobbed as he swallowed the excess saliva that had been building up in his mouth.

Leaning more in Y/N placed a tender kiss directly on the lower part of Viktors. Goosebumps started to rise on Viktor and he arched his back and a faint sound resembling a whine was heard in the quiet lab.

“We shouldn’t” Viktor interrupted breathlessly when Y/N softly bit down. “But we could if you want” Y/N retorted and brushed his middle finger across the still flaccid dick. 

A wave of sudden panic flooded Viktor's system and he tried to get out of the others' hold. “N-no” Viktor said, panicking. Y/N let go of his hold and looked puzzled at the other male but didn’t press on it. 

Just when he was about to stand up and go back into his dorm, Viktor called out for him. “It’s not that I don’t want it” Viktor reasoned and looked sadly down at his hands. 

“Vik, you don’t have to reason yourself” Y/N went back to the other. 

Viktor was leaning on his desk and Y/N took some steps to him. There was clearly something bothering Viktor, something that wasn’t one of his experiments and that was worrying Y/N. 

He knew Viktor well enough to know it was not going to end well if he didn’t start to communicate it now.

“Vik” Y/N said again, bringing his hand up. He was slow enough so that if Viktor didn't want to, he could pull away. The other was too occupied with his thoughts to notice the coming touch. 

Y/N's soft hands snapped him out of his trance and he met with eyes that held so much admiration. He would even say too much admiration for someone like him. Someone with such a weird body and coming from the undercity nonetheless.

There was a moment of comfortable silence. Y/N’s hand snaked itself more up and came in contact with soft locks. Viktor leaned into his touch and looked down at Y/N’s body.

“It’s just.” Viktor began, taking a deep breath. He knew deep down that Y/N would never make fun of him, however the fear of calculating his friend nagged at him.

He let Y/N carry him so he could sit on the table. “Look” His fingers nervously played with the hem of the other arm which rested near his thighs. “I don’t really like my body and how it doesn’t really work like it’s supposed to do” Viktor admits embarrassed.

“B-but I liked what you did” he added prominently after, leaning in and giving a small peek at Y/N pursed lips, making the other relax.

“Maybe if you make me feel good enough I’ll forget about my experiment” Viktor joked while giving a tired smile to the others.

“Really?” Y/N responded. He kept kissing Viktor, swallowing every little sound made by the other. Viktor's hands began to button Y/N’s shirt. His index finger traced circles on the now exposed nipple, promptly turning hard under the featherlight touch and sudden exposure. 

“Pretty” Viktor commented amused and cupping the soft muscle in his warm hand, feeling the other's heartbeat under his pads, reminding him that this was in fact real. That such simple touch from him making the other feel that way satisfied in him a new urge he didn’t know he had. 

Y/N moved down again, his body curling over Viktor's body. Y/N took a deep breath rocking his hips on Viktor's leg. 

A long moan was pulled out of him. “Vik- stop teasing” Y/N groans, his these teeths gracing Viktor's neck and then Y/N unexpectedly gives a harsh suck when Viktor pinches and twists the bud between his fingers again.    

However Viktor's playful act dropped for a split second, it would have gone unnoticed by most people. Y/N’s hand was traveling more south into Viktor’s lap and he thumbed the slightly hard meat under the clothes which was awaiting him. 

Seeing Viktor’s reaction, Y/N pulled off and looked with worry at the other. “You know if you don’t want to I can just carry you into our dorm” Y/N’s worried look made Viktor laugh at him. “Oh, just continue” The one sitting whispered and tangled his other hand in Y/N’s hair pulling him into a hungry messy kiss.

I truly don’t deserve you. Viktor thought when one hand was caressing the side of his face and the other continuing their journey. 

He was so distracted by the soft and passionate kisses, that he didn’t realize that his pants were now unbuttoned. He only noticed when Y/N licked his bottom lip experimentally. With a last small tuck by the lips did Y/N parted from their heated kiss. Viktor was looking at him with wide eyes, an intrigued and disheveled look was looking at an amused one.

Viktor began to turn red when Y/N slowly went on his knees in front of him. He took a gulp when Y/N rested his head on slim thighs, nuzzling into the soft fabric. 

Y/N was kissing Viktors front deliberately while one hand came up and tugged Viktor finally from its coffin. Giving the tip a gentle kiss, Y/N looked up to check Viktor’s reaction. To his amusement, the other was already a mess even though he didn’t even really begin. 

Viktor was gripping the edge of the table as his abdomen was flexing from the sweet electrical feeling inside of him. It made him completely forget his tiredness. Then a sinful moan was pulled from him at the contact with Y/N hot mouth. His head flew back, his other hand clawing at Y/N’s hair. A silent plea to not stop.

Y/N hummed at the scenery, truly beautiful. The earliest ray of sun was creeping into the lab, casting a light behind Viktor's slim body. After another suck and Y/N’s circling with his tongue, he pulled away.

The grip on his hair tightens and Y/N blows at the still soft manhood. “You like that, pretty boy?” Y/N said with a slight rasp in his voice. 

Viktor was about to open his mouth but only a whine came out when Y/N’s tongue pressed lightly into Vikors hole, making salty pre cum ooze out. The Zaunite hooked his good leg on the other's back, so he wouldn’t have to bear the loss of such pleasure.

Y/n happily complied. His own hand goes down and gripping himself to release some tension. His fingers went to his tip, feeling a wet spot already had been noticeable. That pulled a deep moan out of Y/N which made Viktor nearing his limit by the minute.

Viktor's breath fastens as he tries to pull Y/N off. Nearly inaudible No, no, no was heard in the quiet lab. Just when Y/N was about to pull off to hear Vikor out, his panic was promptly stopped. 

“Don’t, don’t pull off” The Zaunite was overwhelmed. Tears of ecstasy pour out of amber eyes and with an attempted trust, Viktor emptied himself into Y/N’s mouth. Then he leaned back, laying flat on the table, catching his breath. 

At the same time, Y/N pulled his cock out, just now taking care of his problem as the other tried to catch his breath after his first orgasm. 

Just after some fast pumps, Y/N came. It kinda embarrassed him but after seeing how he could make Viktor feel it was understandable for his reaction.

After the two caught their breath and Y/N cleaned his mess, the two stayed in a moment of silence, catching their thoughts again and voices.  

Viktor’s golden eyes searched Y/N’s face, his thoughts tangled in a web of confusion and something else—something warmer, softer. “Y/N…” he started, his voice almost a whisper, “what… what was that for?”

Y/N smiled softly, brushing a stray lock of Viktor’s hair from his face. “What do you think it was, Vik?”

“I think…” Viktor paused, his brows furrowing as his gaze dropped to the floor. “I think I’m not sure what we are anymore.”

Y/N’s hand gently cupped Viktor’s cheek, tilting his face back up. “We can figure that out later. Right now, you’re exhausted, and we need to get you back to the dorm.”

Viktor tried to protest, shaking his head. “I can manage. I am not—”

As he moved to stand, his legs wobbled, and his body faltered. Y/N was quick to catch him, steadying him before he could collapse. Viktor clutched at Y/N’s shirt, his breathing uneven.

“Yeah, you can totally manage,” Y/N teased, his tone light but laced with concern.

“Fine,” Viktor muttered reluctantly. “Perhaps I am… slightly tired.”

“Understatement of the year,” Y/N said with a chuckle before bending down to scoop Viktor into his arms.

“Y/N!” Viktor’s face turned a deep shade of red. “This is entirely unnecessary.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Y/N replied, adjusting Viktor carefully. “Humor me, okay? You’re not exactly in a position to argue right now.”

Viktor sighed, resigning himself to the situation. His head rested lightly against Y/N’s shoulder, and despite himself, he found the steady rhythm of Y/N’s heartbeat oddly soothing.

The walk back to their shared dorm was quiet, the campus bathed in sun rays and bored welcoming the early hours. Viktor’s eyes fluttered shut a few times, but he forced himself to stay awake, his mind racing with questions.

What are we? Friends? More? What does Y/N want? What do I want? Why even does he like me-

But every time he tried to think too hard about it, Y/N’s warmth would pull him back, grounding him in the present.

Once inside the dorm, Y/N carefully set Viktor down on his bed, pulling the blanket over him. “There. Comfortable?”

Viktor nodded faintly, his exhaustion catching up to him. “Thank you,” he murmured, his voice soft.

Y/N smiled, brushing his fingers lightly over Viktor’s hand. “No problem, Vik. Try to get some sleep.”

As Y/N moved to go to his own bed, Viktor hesitated before speaking. “Stay.”

Y/N paused, turning back to look at him. “Stay?”

Viktor’s face flushed again, but he held Y/N’s gaze. “Please.”

Y/N’s expression softened, and he didn’t hesitate for long. He climbed onto the bed beside Viktor, pulling the blanket over both of them. Viktor shifted slightly, hesitating before leaning into Y/N’s chest.

Y/N wrapped an arm around him, holding him close. “Better?”

Viktor nodded, his head resting against Y/N’s chest. The sound of Y/N’s heartbeat was steady and calming, lulling him into a state of peace he hadn’t felt in a long time.

“Y/N…” Viktor’s voice was barely audible, his eyelids growing heavy.

“Yeah?”

“What are we?” Viktor asked, his words slow and drowsy.

Y/N pressed a light kiss to the top of Viktor’s head. “Whatever you want us to be, Vik. We’ll figure it out together.”

Viktor hummed softly, the answer enough for now. His breathing evened out as he drifted off, the steady rhythm of Y/N’s heart in his ear.

Y/N stayed awake a little longer, watching Viktor’s peaceful expression. A small smile tugged at his lips as he closed his eyes, letting sleep take him as well.

The sun was high up hours later, its golden light spilling into the room. Neither of them stirred. The alarm clock on Y/N’s desk beeped incessantly, but neither of them woke to turn it off.

By the time they finally woke up, it was already noon.

Viktor groaned, rubbing his eyes. “Y/N… we missed class.”

Y/N stretched a lazy smile on his face. “Worth it.”