At least Molecule is enjoying himself. The sun does feel nice.

A loud sound jolts Viktor from what he's washing. It sounds like glass breaking. Goodness what did Blitz do–

Viktor and Jayce are in their bed. Jayce is facing him but has tried to put distance between them. It has Viktor wanting to close the gap, so he does. Gently he cuddles up into Jayce's chest without a word.

Jayce made a move to grab something around me and I flinched. It was involuntary. I feel bad. The look on his face was pained. I wish there was more I could do to assure him I am alright than with just words...

"Ah hello my Brouček. Yes I am alright come, come." At least my little Molecule is here to keep me company.

Back in Piltover I occasionally had what I referred to as 'bad days', today appears to be one of them. I cannot get out of bed, the pain and exhaustion are too much. It's frustrating. Jayce has been doing everything this morning, including unpacking. I want to help ):

Jayce went into town an hour ago. Viktor has been been busying himself cleaning. "No Brouček, we need to put these pots away not relax in them. Silly boy." There's movement out of the corner of his eye. Oh it's Jayce. Back already?

There's a stretch of silence as Jayce's hands are wrapped with new gauze. "I'm not upset with you Jayce," Viktor's voice is soft, small, "I know it was an accident. You'd never purposefully do that."

Viktor searches the house, looking for Jayce. He finds him in their room, shoulders slumped and seemly deep in thought. Viktor slowly makes his way over, "Hey."

Jayce hasn't spoken to me much today. He avoids looking at me but when I catch him glancing I can see it on his face— he feels awful for hurting me. I am not mad at him. I just ... I do not know. I– I want to be near him.

The reflection that greets Viktor back in the mirror is startling. He hadn't realized just how bruised up he is. The black eye is obvious and neck more noticeable but his hips are also black and blue, along with the left side of his body from where he fell.

Gods ... there's so much. Surely this will stain. Dear Janna, I—I must try and clean it.

// Want to give a warning for blood in the next photo Viktor will post

The sigh that leaves Viktor is full of relief. Thank gods. His face falls when he realizes what Jayce is implying. Frantically he crawls over to his partner on all fours, ignoring the pain shooting through his knees and hips.

If Viktor wasn't in flight or fight mode he'd appreciate Jayce's words, maybe even banter, but his brain has gone blank. The man's mouth drops, "Gods, your relationship was never mentioned. Goodness this will be quite the story! The Hero and the 𝙃𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙡𝙙."

(Viktor:) Oh um, hello ___. (The Man:) Ah hello Mr. Viktor! I see the directions I was given were correct. That's a relief! (Viktor:) I see. Did- did Dimitri tell you? (The Man:) No not all my friend, I simply asked around town.

Viktor reads on the couch in their living room, Blitz cuddled up next to him. Jayce is taking a nap, which he is grateful for. Viktor appreciates his alone time. It's abruptly ended by knocking at their front door.

Gods I have ... stuff all over my back, it's gross. I think I managed to relax Jayce a bit. Or at least I hope it did— I will certainly be feeling things tomorrow. I can already feel the bruises.

I think I know what to do to calm Jayce down ...

I understand Jayce's fear, I worry too for the possibility of us being found out. It will destroy what we've built here. But it's consuming him. Too many times in my life my choices, my autonomy, have not been my own. I know Jayce means well, but I do not want to be controlled.

I genuinely am at a lost as to what I should do. I can't leave the house, if I do I'll be supervised like a child. I cannot talk to Jayce without him mentioning the Piltover merchant and how he's going to end us. I feel ... trapped in a sense.

It's rather depressing but the best I could do with the limited floral around the cottage. Wasn't able to stay out very long either, I was ... urged inside. At least I got some fresh air.

Rage bubbles up in Viktor in an instant. As quickly as Jayce grabs his arm Viktor swats it away with a slap. He backs up, breathing heavy. "Jayce I understand your worries, truly I do. I know things could change if we are found but please, do not keep me here against my will."

We're as safe as we can be stuck in this house. It appears I cannot leave so that's ... great.

Blitz can tell I'm upset, he's been pawing at me like this whenever I think too hard about the conversation earlier.

Viktor enters their kitchen and sees Jayce cleaning what he assumes are dishes in the sink. He walks up to Jayce slowly, cane tapping on the hard wood floor. "Jayce?"

Hmm, interesting. I can't say I have been afflicted with this, eh, baby fever you speak of. At least not in any recent years. I do not mind babies but I have never desired to create one myself if that's what this refers to.

I am a tad late answering this one but Dimtiri was there with us. I would have never agreed to meet someone I do not know without a mutual party present. Though even with that in place I find I am regretting that meeting 😅

Jayce has been ... quiet since we got home. He won't speak and has been frantically moving around the house like he's looking for something. That man, Dimitri's friend, must have really spooked him. I am confident he doesn't know who I am and he did not see Jayce so we are safe.

Viktor's eyebrows shoot up. "You're from Piltover? Goodness you are a long way from home. What brings you out here?" "Trading routes, I see. Well what are your thoughts on this quaint little village?"

Jayce and I have made into town. We are at the spot I told Dimtiri we'd meet him. He isn't here yet.

Before Jayce and I head out I wanted to check the garden, things are coming along. I'm pleased with how it's turned out so far.

I received more correspondence from Dimtri this evening. Apparently a friend of his from out of town is visiting and he would like to introduce us. He's spoken of this friend before, I can tell Dimtiri is excited. Jayce and I agreed to meet them tomorrow in town.

Viktor isn't sure how loud he is but he couldn't care less, he's feeling too much to bother. Every bounce on Jayce's dick causes mind-numbing pleasure to shoot throughout his body, he's shaking with each thrust. It feels ... utterly amazing.

It appears the cookies are laced. When Dimitri said he'd bring that relaxing herb and some baked goods I did not know he'd combine them. I'm not upset, just feel a bit silly now that I missed the obvious signs he gave.

Little boy is having fun. Jayce just told me "You are younger now then you are right now" and my mind is ... I think they say 'blown'? If any of you have any intriguing or unusual facts please do tell us, we are listening. I yearn for such thoughts and knowledge 👀

"It was Dimitri, he dropped by to give us some cookies." Viktor sets the plate on the table so Jayce can see. "He said, and I quote, 'These are my specialty cookies, best out there.'"

Viktor walks into the living room, plate of something in his hands. He sees Jayce on the couch widdling and smiles.

Recieved some correspondence from Dimitri today. We've been doing so for some time. I had mentioned to him my situation, that I have been indisposed for the last few days. He offered to bring by something that could help, a herb apparently.

Precious boy has been with me the entire time I've been resting. He could certainly tell something was the matter.

It's early in the morning. The sun is barely starting to show up on the horizon. Jayce and Viktor sleep soundly in their bed. Viktor stirs, he's dreaming. It's not a pleasant one— more like a memory. He's floating, in what he doesnt know.

It's feel good to be out of the house for a bit. Since so many of our linens and clothes got dirty for ... reasons the laundry needs doing.

Yes, anything with Jayce is worth the wait. He made it a very memorable day. In a selfish way I wish we had done this sooner. Back in Piltover I wish I'd had the courage to say something ... but like Jayce tells me, "we can make up for lost time". I feel like we are.

Sore and loved

Jayce and Viktor lay together in their bed, enjoying one another's company and the calm, spring morning. Jayce is practically falling asleep as he rubs circles in Viktor's back. "Jayce," Viktor mumbles.

I having a feeling this is going to be one of many baths this weekend...

Viktor kisses back. "Miluju tě," he whimpers. He feels Jayce hit a certain spot in him and gasps. Clawing at Jayce's back he makes a desperate sound. "Jayce haa‐ that ... do that again."

Viktor moans when he tastes himself on Jayce's lips. He parts Jayce's mouth open with his tongue. They get lost in each other for some time, simply kissing and being with one another. When Viktor comes to they are both naked, clothes discarded on the bed and floor.

Viktor's eyes go wide at the sight. The giggle that leaves his lips is involuntary. "Oh my gods Jayce."