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Part 6 of Arcane Drabble Collection
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Sweater Weather

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Viktor's cold and Jayce has a solution / Jayce is hiding something and Viktor's going to find out what

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Viktor’s been shivering.

It’s been bothering Jayce for a bit- he’s been turning up the heat a little bit, but Viktor seems to get sleepy if it’s up too high, and at some point he feels like trying to subtly nudge his partner towards feeling better is going to cross a line. Viktor’s perfectly capable of indicating when he’s not comfortable, and Jayce doesn’t want to act above his head. But still, he’s shivering.

Okay, not- controlling the environment. That’s less cool. Maybe something else? he could start putting the remote for the thermostat near him. Or maybe…

Jayce looks out the window, at all the decorations on the street for winterfest.

That….gives him an idea.

—

Jayce has been hiding something.

It’s nothing bad, or at least Viktor doesn’t think so, but it’s….odd. In that he’s doing a particularly clumsy job of it.

Viktor suspects if Jayce had a real secret, no one would ever know. It would be locked down in a box somewhere too deep for anyone to ever dig it out again. It was almost as if…. the fact that he had a secret. Wasn’t a secret.

It was a mystery, and so was the weird colored fluff that kept showing up on all of Jayce’s things. But Viktor could be patient.

Viktor could definitely be patient.

Viktor…could not be patient.

Viktor opened up Jayce’s bag the next time Jayce fell asleep in the lab, moving carefully and soundlessly so he didn’t wake him- he was a light sleeper, often struck with nightmares.

It’s….yarn.

Well, at first it just seems like yarn. But as Viktor draws it out, he sees knitting needles. there are squares on top- practice, it seems, one completely incoherently messy, the next a little better, the next almost flawless, and then, at the bottom.

“–Oh.”

Jayce starts awake, rubbing his eyes, but Viktor doesn’t bother to hide that he’s in Jayce’s bag as he pulls up the sweater. It’s blue, soft, with shimmering hexagonal patterning on the edges.

“This is beautiful.” He says, touching the bottom edge, which isn’t quite finished.

“I–” jayce looks flustered. “Was hoping it’d be done before you found it, V.”

“Before I–?”

“It’s for you.”

Viktor looks at him, disbelieving. “You- knitted me a sweater.”

“Are. Knitting.” Jayce rubs the back of his neck. “You get cold and- mom knew how and it’s basically math, once I get the hang of it, and–”

Viktor kisses him.

For a heart-stopping second, Viktor thinks he’s done the wrong thing, because Jayce has frozen, and what if he misread the signals or this single action, all the care, all those squares of ruined yarn, for him–

and then Jayce’s hands are in his hair, and he’s kissing him back, and Viktor sits in his lap for the ease, to let Jayce wrap his arms around him, and stays there until they both absolutely have to come up for air.

“–I’m glad you like the sweater.” Jayce murmurs, and Viktor laughs.

“I love it.”

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