lukeiamnotyourfatherlol

[lukeiamnotyourfatherlol]

Ok SO, Arcane ending got me so fucked up I started writing Jayvik fanfic (never written fanfic in my life btw) so here I am lol. I keep getting distracted by writing random scenes to maybe include instead of actually getting the Plot down and stuff so here’s a lil snippet of a scene I had fun with! It’s gonna be a post-canon fix-it, but what’s Jayvik without some hurt/comfort? Lmk if it’s cool or also if it’s trash idk.

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No. No, this can’t be right. Not again.

Viktor feels his chest tighten and he takes fast, shallow breaths, struggling to breathe.

He’s vaguely aware of Jayce’s concerned voice as he talks with the doctor, hand never leaving Viktor’s shoulder. Their voices seem muffled against the sound of Viktor’s pounding heartbeat.

No, please it isn’t fair.

“… not many treatments available…”

“…a few months at most…”

“… keep him comfortable…”

It’s not fair!

“… anything more we can do? We’ll try anything!”

It’s not fair.

“… please…”

“I’m sorry…”

Viktor feels the hand leave his shoulder and the muffled voices become more agitated. He can’t seem to do anything other than focus on breathing. He sits frozen on the edge of the bed and hears the sound of a door closing and footsteps pacing back and forth a short distance away. Viktor manages to lift his head up and focuses on where Jayce walks back and forth with his head buried in his hands. He stops after a moment and just leans against the wall, taking a few deep breaths before lifting his head up, hands running through his hair. Red rimmed eyes meet Viktor’s far away gaze and Jayce gives a weak smile before walking back over to Viktor’s side. He sits down next to him and faces forward, both of them staring at the wall in front of them.

“Viktor, I-“ Jayce’s voice breaks and Viktor sees him lift a hand up to his eyes.

“I didn’t expect it to come back” Viktor croaks, throat sore from coughing earlier. “I thought- I don’t know, I just- hadn’t considered it a possibility”

Jayce turns to face him fully, grabbing onto his shoulders. “We’re going to find a cure. You’re going to get better. We’ll figure this out, ok?” His expression is full of pained desperation, eyes searching Viktor’s face for reassurance.

Viktor just nods and looks away. He sighs and feels tears burn at the back of his eyes. He squeezes them shut, hoping to stop them from falling. “I don’t want to die, Jayce” he says softly. His voice feels smaller than he’s ever heard it.

“You’re not going to, Viktor. I won’t let it happen. I’m not going to lose you again.”

Viktor opens his eyes to Jayce’s determined expression. He can’t help a small smile at that look. It’s the same look Jayce would get in the lab when he refused to give up on a failing project, determined to see it through. Viktor wonders how many more times he’ll get to see it. He reaches up and places a hand on Jayce’s cheek. Jayce sighs and leans into the touch, closing his eyes. He places a hand over Viktor’s and then reaches his other arm over and pulls Viktor close. They rest their foreheads together, leaning onto each other for support. It feels like they can overcome anything this way, the two of them against the world. As partners.