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They were frustrated. It had been a few days now and Y/n just couldn't seem to perfect it all the way. An assortment of small dots adorned their sides. Suddenly a memory racked their brain of the deepest parts of Zaun, not too long ago. They had seen a healer and how they added the last bit to their ailments. With a single drop of shimmer. Y/n eyes landed on the vile that Viktor had kept on Y/n's desk the entire time. They bit their lip in debate, eyes shifting to VIktors once again sleeping form before throwing all caution to the wind cause what the hell did they have to lose. They popped the vile open, dipping a dropper in and dropping a single drop into their serum, it mixing together and glowing lightly.
"Here goes nothing." They whispered to themself, sliding the new vile into the syringe gun and placing it against their skin again, not even flinching at first before wincing and throwing themself forward, teeth digging into their lip as to not alert Viktor. They tasted iron but didn't back down until their body had stopped seizing. They huffed a bit before placing the syringe gun on their desk and lifting themself from their chair. They still had to wait fifteen minutes before checking their vitals so they decided to walk over to Viktor's side, brushing his umber hair from his face to behind his ear before resting their hand on his cheek, caressing it softly. Suddenly the door slid open, revealing a familiar girl. Y/n raised a finger to their lips in a silencing motion. They walked their way towards the girl, limping a bit but still walking. They motioned for her to step into the hall with them, letting the door slide shut again. Y/n smiled sweetly at the girl.
"What is it you needed Ms. Young, It's quite late, shouldn't you be home by now?" They asked.
"A-ah, well yes I suppose so, I just. I've been working on a project for a while now and I wanted to see Viktors opinion on it." She said, a bit flustered. Ah, they understood the situation now.
"Why not I look over it? Y'know a proofread before you present to the big boss." They smiled, a hand extended. Sky hesitantly placed the blue journal in their hand and watched as they looked over it. Their eyes widened and their jaw dropped as they looked up at the girl. What she was designing here were theories for functional hextech prosthetics. Her main focus being in particular, a leg. "Ms. Young, I- I don't know what to say-" They admit. "Your work is remarkable, could use a few adjustments here and there but whose work doesn't. I Uhm, I'm very flattered by your interest in this subject particularly."
"Well, you and Viktor both have inspired me so I thought why not repay you in some way." She brightly smiled. "Also, I know about how you two care for each other, don't think I'm trying to step in between that in any way." She reassures, pushing her glasses up her nose, a bit of sadness in her eyes but in an accepting way. Y/n chuckles at her admission.
"I appreciate the clarification, Ms. Young. Please, never lose your spark." They say, giving her a small hug before waving goodbye and going back into the lad, the door sliding shut behind them, a smile nestled on their face. They were over to their desk and draw their blood, inspection it after. At that their eyes go wider than quarters. They'd done it. They had actually done it! And they couldn't wait another second.
"Vik!" They yelped out, quickly making a second dose and notching it into the syringe gun. Viktor rustled slightly but didn't make much else of a move. Y/n bounded over to him and knelt down taking one of his shoulders in their hand and shaking gently. "Darling, please I need you to wake up." Viktor's eyes slid open at this, a short cough coming out into his hand leaving a small bit of blood causing Y/n to frown. They swipe out a handkerchief from their pocket and wipe the blood from his palm before kissing his knuckles. Y/n then looks into his eyes with a spark. "Darling, I've done it!" They say excitedly. Viktor's eyes widen and he immediately fixes his posture.
"Really?" He exclaims in slight disbelief but that disbelief is vanquished by a nod of their head.
"I'll be open and honest with you, I did end up using a bit of that sister of shimmer you brought in the other day, but it worked! It really worked this time, I promise."
"Then what the hell are you waiting for, Солнечный свет?" He said with no falter in his words. Y/n nods and pushes Viktor back in his chair and he complies. They unbutton his shirt, pushing it aside being met with the sight of his metal spine brace. There was a patch of skin exposed near his hip and they rubbed the skin with the pad of their tub before placing the syringe gun over the cool flesh. With their free hand, they grabbed Viktors and looked into his honey-colored eyes.
"This is gonna hurt like a bitch, so please bear with me." They warn and Viktor gulps before squeezing Y/n's and nodding. They take a breath then pull the trigger letting the serum enter his bloodstream. A moment passes before he convulsed, letting out a scream of pain. Y/n dropped the now empty gun and wrapped their arms around their lover, holding him while he gripped the back of their shirt tightly. they caressed the back of his skull as the seizing dissipated, whispering sweet nothings in his ear until he was still, yet still hanging onto Y/n. "You did so well, look at that. My darling, my love. We just need to wait approximately fifteen minutes before we can check your blood, alright? Hang with me and don't pass out for the love of the gods." They say, just holding Viktor against them. They stay like that for the next fifteen minutes before Y/n moves and draws Victor's blood.
Regaining his strength a bit, he grabbed ahold of his crutch, making his way over to where Y/n stood, examining his blood sample. Once he made it to them, he slumped against their back, resting his chin on their shoulder and wrapping one arm around their stomach.
"So? what's the verdict, doctor?" He asks cautiously, yet still with a hint of humor. Y/n shifts in his arms to face him looking at him wordlessly, mouth agape. "That bad, aye?" Y/n buried themself in the crook of Viktor's neck.
"It's gone." They say almost in disbelief of themself. A knot in their throat forms as they begin to shake in their lover's hold. "I did it." They whimper out. Viktor rubs a hand across their back, on the verge of tears himself.
"You did it, my love. You saved me. And so many others." At his words, Y/n finally lets loose and cries freely into him. A tear rolls down Viktor's own cheek before he laughs lightly. "Let us go home, shall we?" Y/n nods into him. Neither of them cared for whatever else happened in the future, they had each other and that's all that mattered now.