#but viktor is so careful with what he shares. never the barest impression of where he is or what he's doing

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jayvik post canon revival where they have a soul bond but they wake up separated. viktor hides himself but he can't push jayce all the way out of his head. the push and pull of having each other so close but not being physically together, not being able to hold. jayce desperately trying to find viktor, even amongst all the other duties and chaos surrounding the end of the war.

jayce wakes up alone in the ruins of the hex gate. he comes to groggy and disoriented but he's searching immediately, always, for viktor. comes up empty. but he doesn't doubt for a second that viktor lives, that he came through the other side with him, because jayce can feel him, an undeniable presence in the back of his head. a thrumming warmth that cannot be fully hidden, even though viktor is obviously shuddering himself away. he pokes and prods at the connection relentlessly, screaming inside their heads, pulling and tugging for any kind of reaction. begs, pleads - don't do this again. don't run away again. don't shut me out.