Pequeña nota para aclarar: Está historia es un pequeño one-shot que hice de uno de mis OC de LoL junto con el OC de una amiga (Radi, you are wonderful ✨💕). Empezamos a hablar de OC's y después salió esto, inspirado en una mini historia que nos armamos XD

Y si, perdonen, el one-shot está en inglés y en estos no tengo la energía para traducirlo .w.
Traducir cansa mucho y quería publicarlo, así que por el momento lo dejo en inglés. Espero que me disculpen ;w;

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What a big house...

With so many empty rooms.

Empty of the happiness it should house.

The master is rarely home.

The master is a scary man.

I heard, that he builds houses.

Big houses just like this.

But his hands say other things.

- Titan, stop playing, and please help me carry these baskets. It will only take a few minutes.

The white-haired kid stopped playing with the small, battered wooden doll, leaving it in the floor and taking a basket full of clothes from his mother. He walked beside the Vastayan woman, one of the many servants in that big mansion.

They passed many other servants too, hurrying to their tasks, making sure everything was in perfect condition. A lot of servants too, humans, Vastayan's, it didn't really matter. But sometimes, it seemed there were far more servants than the actual owners of the house.

- Titan, dear. Pay attention to where you are going –The woman laughed softly, stopping the child from hitting another servant- Are you okay? If it's too heavy for you I will take the basket.

- No, I'm okay mom. I'm strong –He smiled and proudly lifted the basket that was about to slip out of his hands- And this gives me something to do!

- I... I'm sorry dear –The woman sighed, her ears going down- You know I can't play with you all the time, I have to work so I can-

- So you can make my favorite cookies! –A toothy grin appeared on the child's face-

- Yes. So I can make your favorite cookies –A kind smile, a small ruffle on his head. The woman thankful for his innocence- I will try to make you a new toy so you won't get too bored during the day. Is there anything specific you want?

- I want a friend.

That couldn't be asked for, as it was something impossible for the child to get. It was not a friendly house; it was certainly not an ambient where a child could freely play. Even less the son of a servant. Yeah, the son of a servant. Full of responsibilities from a young age.

Funny enough, maybe it was the child with the most freedom in that huge house.

They turned a corner. In one of the rooms, a small black-haired child was playing on the floor. Some teddy bears were around him; he was drawing with some crayons on a piece of paper. But to the white haired child, he looked sad. He looked a little bit... scared.

The white-haired child stopped and looked at the other child. The black-haired one stared up from his paper and stared at him too. They were curious of each other; neither had seen a child like the other. Maybe deep inside, they both knew they were special in a way.

Maybe they were destined to know each other.

The white-haired child waved enthusiastically at the other child, a smile missing a tooth on his mouth.

His mother came soon after, wondering why her son stayed behind. She swiftly took the child away, not before bowing before the small black-haired boy. Better to be sure, one never knew when the masters were looking.

- Mom, can that boy be my friend? –He innocently asked, looking up at her- I think we could be good friends, he looks nice.

- No Titan, you must... -The woman remembered something. A sad look on another mother's face. A look her heart could never forget- Maybe, but not now. If that child approaches you... you can talk to him, but absolutely do not go to the rooms where he's at, the upper rooms.

- Why not?

- The servants are not allowed in the master's area.

The big big house slowly started to get full

Full with people, with children.

Not with happiness though.

Sometimes it felt,

like the most important smile was missing.

Like it was trapped in a cage.

Not everything was bad!

Sometimes good things came out of that house.

Like a friend.

The best friend you could ask.

One day, when he was eating his favorite cookies, the white-haired child received a surprise visit. The door to his and his mother's living quarters was open, the woman having left in a rush to help in the kitchen, and then, a pair of small black-haired ears peaked through the door. Then, the rest of the child peaked through, looking quite scared.

It looked at him, neither of them really knowing what to do.

The white-haired child got down from his chair, with a cookie in his hand, and went to meet the other.

They looked pretty alike. Both with a strangely cute and fluffy hair with small ears peeking through. Their clothes were a pretty big difference, as one had much simpler and dirty clothing than the other.

But all of that didn't really matter to those two children.

- Here. Eat this –Said the white-haired child, giving the cookie in his hand to the other- It's my favorite.

As the black-haired child ate the treat in his hand, the white-haired one went back to the table and got the entire plate in his hands, struggling a little as he climbed back down.

But he got back to the other child, feeling pretty satisfied to see the cookie was gone.

- Can I have another one?

- Of course! –He put the plate on the floor and then sat down too- Did you like the cookie?

- Yes, it's really good –The black-haired child sat on the floor too and took another cookie- I don't know why we haven't had these for dinner...

- Eating cookies for dinner is not good.

- You are eating the cookies too!

- Yes, but I already ate my vegetables! And my mom said it was okay.

- Your mother made the cookies?

- Yes, she's the best! Even if she's always busy.

- Your mother is a maid here?

- Yeah, I help her sometimes. But mostly I have to stay in my room so I don't bother the masters of the house... -He ate a big chunk of a cookie- Are you the master son?

- I... I guess. –He took a small bite of a cookie-

- Am I bothering you?

- Not really...

- Good! –He finished his cookie- Do you want to be my friend? I think you are a nice person. And... -He stuck his head out the door and looked both ways before talking- I think you are nicer than the big kid, the red-haired one.

- Carmine? That's my brother...

- He broke my toy the other day, he accidentally sat on it.

And then, finally, the sadness and fear seemed to leave the black-haired child's face. A bit of laughter took its place and it was... nice, really nice. Was that what the adults called a joke?

- Yeah, Carmine can be kind of annoying –Now he took a big bite if the cookie and finished it too- Can I stay here more time?

- Are you going to eat more cookies?

- Uh... maybe? They are really good.

- Great! It would have been a problem if you didn't like them.

- Why?

- I like to share with my friends and I'm really excited to have a friend! –He smiled brightly, purposely leaving more cookies so his friend could eat them- I don't have many toys, but we can share what I have too! Maybe I can ask mom to make me another doll.

- I... I can share my toys too

- You would? That is so nice!

- Y-Yeah, I'll bring one the next time I come over... That is if I can come b-back some other time...

- Of course you can! –He couldn't help it, he went and gave the other kid a big hug- I knew that we would be good friends that day when I saw you in the upper rooms. You can come over anytime you want... wait what's your name?

- Duane –He shyly hugged back- And yours?

- Titan! –He kept hugging his now friend- We are going to be best friends!

They stayed there for a long time, sitting on the floor and eating the rest of the cookies. Eventually, Titan got up and brought the few toys he had, and went to sit on the floor again. But this time, he sat closer to his new friend. They talked and played some silly games, made some silly tricks, they made a fake fight with the dolls. An epic fight! Dragons versus Cookies. Yeah, they didn't have many toys at their disposal. But that didn't mean they didn't have any less fun. They were kids, they could have fun with a potato if they really wanted. But other than that... they really felt like they were meant to be together, maybe they were truly meant to be best friends and this just was the start of their friendship.

They were in the middle of an epic battle when someone interrupted them.

A panicked adult, one of the masters, who searched everywhere in the mansion looking for his son, came running to the servants' quarters, feeling desperate. But then, he saw the two small children playing under the frame of the door. They were laughing, they were happy.

The master was relieved, was happy.

But was also a bit scared. And with a big feeling of longing.

He ran to the two kids, a smile on his face, but got a little bit sad when he saw that the white-haired kid saw him and recoiled, and hid more inside the room.

That's right, for the white-haired little one, he was almost a complete stranger.

- Duane, I was looking everywhere in the mansion for you. –He knelt down and hugged his son. Then, he smiled kindly at the other child- I didn't know you were playing with a friend.

- Yes, he's my new friend! –He smiled enthusiastically, feeling more comfortable- His name is Titan, I-I already like him a lot, he gave me some of his cookies... He's really nice and –He searched for his friend and found him standing further into the room, hiding behind the table legs- Titan, why are you hiding?

- H-He is one of the masters of the house... I'm not supposed to talk to the masters, I don't want to make them angry –He said still behind the table, nervousness in his voice-

That broke the adult heart, looking at the small white-haired child looking so scared. His other son looked heartbroken too. Thinking he could lose his new friend.

- B-But, this master isn't as bad as the other one -His ears went down, now feeling really scared- Please don't tell the other master...

That made the adult laugh a little, which lightened the mood. His son Duane, didn't look quite as happy. He needed to fix that.

He stood up and slowly went to the white-haired child's, kneeling down once again after. He carefully took the child hands in his own and looked at him with a loving gaze.

- Honey, there's nothing in this world that will make me get angry at you. –He put a hand on the child's face and he snuggled right into it by instinct- In fact, I'm very happy that you decided to be friends with Duane. It will do him good to have another friend his age.

- And y-you won't tell the big master?

- I won't. This will be our secret.

- Does this mean I can come another time to play? –The black-haired kid joined them, now feeling very much cheered up-

- If you tell me first, I was really scared when I couldn't find you Duane.

- I promise I will mom. –He hugged him- Thank you!

- It's nothing, my son. I'm... -He looked at the white haired boy with a smile, but with a pained glaze in his eyes- I'm glad that you two can be friends. Titan looks like he's about your age, doesn't he?

- I have these years –He extended all of his fingers in one hand, smiling at the adult-

- You two have the same age then –Again, a sad smile appeared on his face- Titan, can you promise me something? You too Duane, I need you to make a promise with me.

- What is it mom?

- Promise me... that you'll always be friends, no matter what, you'll look after each other.

- Yes, mom, I promise!

- Me too sir, I promise to always be with my new friend!

They shared a few moments more together, just enjoying each other company. Aphelios sat on the floor with the kids and Duane sat on his lap while Titan kept sitting on the floor. The kids were excitedly sharing with the adult all the toy adventures they created and all the plans they made for future toy adventures and maybe a few adventures of their own. A little mansion exploring couldn't hurt. Or maybe they could go to the garden. All with asking first, of course.

The kids were having fun, but possibly the one who enjoyed that moment the most was Aphelios.

He was elated, really really happy, being able to have his twins so close to him.

I thought in a house this big,

people would have more freedom

Maybe it was just a big big cage after all

And the master of the house would close its door when he came back from work

It was hard to live in that house, but it could be worse

Definitely it could be better

The master was still really scary

But like I said, not everything was bad

Some beautiful smiles lived in that house after all

Beautiful smiles worth protecting

Run, run, run, run. Just concentrate on running and getting home as soon as possible. God, the now teenager hated going to the market so much. But it was worth it, he managed to find the item he was looking for. But god fucking damn it, he hated being around so many people.

It was bad enough that he had to go to the... bad market. His mother was going to kill him if she ever found out he went there. That's if Duane doesn't kill him first, he really hoped that he didn't ask where he got the dagger from. But it was definitely worth it.

He stopped in a nice quiet alley, away from the market and not too close to home. And as he regained his breath, he took out the dagger to contemplate it again. He took out the cloth surrounding it from the top, leaving the beautiful obsidian blade beneath. It had a nice dark blue-ish shine, sparkly new, and with a deadly sharp edge. Supposedly it was enchanted too, its handle being able to mold to the hands of its owner, as to never stray away from them. That's why he couldn't touch it, the dagger had to be Duane's and his only. He often didn't agree with the dangerous jobs with friend took, but he knew he was strong and he wanted to be supportive and hopefully this would help him in those dangerous jobs.

He put the cloth over the dagger again and put it back in his bag, clutching it tightly and now definitely running back to the mansion. He didn't know if Duane was back already and if not, he needed time to hide his gift. And also, he couldn't forget he had a job to do and probably he already took more time than necessary in the market and he definitely didn't need a visit from the Boss. He hadn't become less scary since that small encounter when he was a child, but at least the mansion still looked and it was as big as he thought when he was young.

He didn't know too much of that big house; he didn't need it. What he really needed and wanted, he had it close to him.

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It was always a routine for him to look for Titan once he arrived home from his "missions", as the white-haired one liked to call them. He was starting to think Titan viewed him as some sort of superhero, but it was funny, so he would let him for now.

Anyway, it was always their routine to relax and have fun when he would come back. Maybe cuddle and hugs if the mission was too rough. He knew he could always count on Titan to be there, waiting for him with his open arms and a plate of warm cookies waiting. Most of the time he didn't even bother looking for his mother, he was mostly... busy, and he could hear as soon as he walked into the mansion. No need to bother him. His father... he couldn't care less what he did, it was best to avoid him anyway. But Titan... he always need to go there, he knew his best friend was waiting for him.

So it was natural for him to just walk into Titan and his mother's quarters, it was like his second home at that point. Well, the whole mansion was his house, but only a few places felt like home. Those rooms felt like home.

But when he walked in that day and went to Titan's room, he didn't expect to find... a butt. A butt and a long white braid coming out from under the bed.

- Titan, what are you doing?

A loud bang came next.

- Ow! Gosh fucking damn it, my ears!

- Language.

- Yes, yes, sorry... give me a minute.

The owner of that braid slowly came out from under the bed, being careful as to not hit his head again and smiled sheepishly at him. He missed that smile.

- Hi.

- Hi Titan –He chuckled a little- What on earth were you doing under your bed?

- Uh... Nothing –He stood up and dusted his pants- Anyway, how was your trip? Do you want some cookies?

- Titan-

- In case you do, they are not ready yet. Should be only a few minutes left. And some more minutes more to let them cool.

- Titan-

- And my mom is pretty busy with chores all day today, so you can stay all the rest of the day if you want. Oh! How about we put all the blankets on the floor like when we were kids? And I'll make tea too, so we can-

- Titan!

- ... -His ears went down a little. He had been caught- Yes?

- What did you hide under your bed?

- Nothing...

- Titan –He was starting to get upset- Is the Order of Shadow bothering you again?

- Yes. No! I mean no –He laughed nervously- I'm okay.

- Then what's all this about?

- ... Promise me you won't get mad first.

- I'll try...

- Well, I got you a gift!

- And that's bad because...

- Because that boy, the white-haired one, you remember him? He... he gave me the tip on where to find your gift.

- Titan where on earth did you go?

- ... The black market.

- The black market?! The one that's near the fighting pit?! –Now he wasn't upset, he was mad- What were you thinking?!

- You said you wouldn't get mad with me!

- I said I'll try and you made me fail –He sighed, sitting on the bed- You know how dangerous is going to that market and you went alone! Some weird bastard from the pits could have seen you.

- But I'm okay! I went in and out very fast –He looked very proud, putting his hands on his hips- And I got your gift perfectly safe and I'm not getting out of the mansion in years.

- You hated going there, didn't you?

- Yes, it was horrible... -Okay, he couldn't keep up anymore, he needed some comfort too-

- Then why did you go in the first place?

- I told you, I wanted to get you a gift.

- Titan, a gift can't be so important that you risk your safety like that.

- It was important! I wanted to get you something really nice –He went and sat on the bed too, hugging the black-haired boy- You deserve it.

- I- He sighed, hugging the other boy too- Is not even my birthday.

- It doesn't have to be! And I wanted to surprise you, so I needed you out of the house.

- Next time I go out, I'll set one of my brothers to watch you –He pinched the other's cheeks, pulling them a little- You can't be trusted to go outside anymore.

- Fine! I promise that the next time I want to go to that market, I'll wait for you –He said, hoping that his words came out right with his cheeks like that- Now let go of my face, I have to take your gift from under the bed.

With a sigh, the black-haired boy let go of the other and let him go under the bed again, this time there were no painful crashes against the furniture. And soon, the white-haired boy sat again on the bed, with a gleeful look on his face, and put a cloth package on the other's lap. The cloth was tied together with a small leather strap and the package itself had a nice weight to it.

- Sorry I didn't put it in a box; I was hiding it because I was supposed to go get one when you caught me –He kept smiling, his ears moving a little, he was excited- Go on, open it.

He unfolded the cloth and discovered the beautiful dagger. He took it in his hands slowly, being careful as the edge looked very sharp. Testing it a little, he discovered it indeed was. The beautiful dark sheen, the handle looked to have some engravings... are those magic runes?

He did have to admit it felt really comfortable in his hands, it could be a really practical weapon. He tested it a little with the cloth that was used as wrapping, the dagger went through like he was cutting paper.

- So... what do you think? Do you like it?

- Yes... Of course I do. It's a really nice weapon, sharp but not too heavy. –He admired the dagger for a little bit more, but then he sat it down again- But why did you decide to buy me a dagger?

- I was worried about you –He smiled softly- I know you are a powerful omega, I never doubt it, I know you are more than capable to complete your missions but... -He started fidgeting with his hands- I'm scared... that one day you won't come back, so I wanted to help somehow. I wanted to give you something you could use.

- Titan you really didn't have to –He put the dagger beside him and hugged his best friend- How on earth did you manage to find something like that?

- I told you, that boy from the Order of Shadows gave me a tip –He happily hugged back-

- I'm still not happy that you hang out with him. What if he does something to you? –He hugged him more tightly- And how much did you spend on that? It must have been very expensive...

- Shush, the money doesn't matter. It was worth it –He only laughed at that- Supposedly you can enchant it too; it has magical properties. But I'm not that gifted in that aspect, so I'll let you check that.

- Titan, I'm between thanking you and wanting to smack you a little –He finally released him from the hug- You don't have to do so much for me.

- I know, but I want to. –He smiled brightly- You are my best friend, I couldn't ask for someone better. I want you to be happy.

- And what about you? What about your happiness?

- I'm happy if you are –A bright smile with no lies behind it-

But for how much time that smile would remain bright and pure? The black-haired child didn't know. He didn't want that smile to change.

Even if he was tired, he urged the white-haired child to lay his head on his lap, starting to go through his hair with his hand and making the slightly smaller one melt to a puddle in his lap. He chuckled softly. He definitely didn't want that silly child to change.

- Well, now I have an excuse to buy you a nice birthday present and you can't say anything about it.

- That's not fair!

- You risked your life going to the black market! I can do whatever I want for your birthday. Now shush.

- I was fine! It wasn't that bad, I can handle myself in... moderately dangerous situations.

- Titan, I will pinch your cheeks again. Until they really hurt.

- Okay, okay, I'll behave –A hearty small laugh- But really you don't have to do anything special for my birthday. Just a nice laying down and relaxing like this would be perfect.

- You are really still like a child –He laughed too- And what about some tea with that too? Mom gave me his special tea recipe.

- He did?! –He was surprised and excited, looking at his best friend with sparkles in his eyes- Would you please make it for me? Your mother is really busy and tired these days, I didn't want to bother him but... I really miss when we would get together and have tea and cookies.

- Yeah, I miss those times too –He chuckled softly, messing softly the other's hair- You dressed as a butler one time, it was funny.

- In my defense, I look really good as a butler –He laughed softly again- I think that will be my permanent job in the future, being a butler here. Preferably yours. Just think about it, I could help you sneak out and make you snacks for the road.

- Titan, I will not have you work under me.

- I wouldn't mind it; you would be a good employer. –He closed his eyes and smiled softly- And I really don't want to be apart from you, ever. I think working for you will allow me to do that.

- But Titan... you could have a life outside here, outside the mansion. You could go to Piltover or another part here in Ionia. You don't have to keep yourself here just for me.

- I'm not, I'm doing this because I want to. –He smiled brightly again- You understand me like no other, you protect me, and I know you truly love me. The best friend I could ask for, the best almost brother.

- We grew up together, we might as well call each other that –A small smile, a slightly sad one-

- The best brother then –He opened his eyes, shining with happiness and love- I'm really glad you got lost all those years ago and ended in this room.

- I'm happy too... brother.