Chapter 3:
Riven stood at the front doors of the Du Couteau mansion, hesitating momentarily before knocking. She could feel her heart in her throat, her pulse ringing in her ears. She and Katarina had been seeing each other for a year and a half now and it was tonight that she was finally coming to her instead of the other way around. Katarina hadn't said much other than informing her that she was to come here tonight, she didn't know what Katarina had been planning.
The assassin opened the door, peering out at her before stepping aside so Riven could come in. Katarina wordlessly led Riven throughout the mansion and to her own private quarters, a very large living space with her own bathroom attached. Nothing less than luxury for a Du Couteau, Riven thought. Katarina closed the door behind them and Riven placed her rune sword and bag next to it.
"Why am I here after all this time?"
"Cause I'm sick of your tiny room," She smirked at her before continuing, "My father found out about us, turns out Cass isn't very good at keeping secrets. He doesn't approve, he thinks I'll marry some Noxian noble or some shit, but I do what I want." She snarled, putting on an aggressive show for Riven before grabbing the ashen haired woman's wrist, pulling her towards the bathroom.
Katarina turned on the tap for the bath and began undressing herself, gesturing with the tilt of her head for Riven to join her. Riven began removing the pieces of armour on her body. She had only arrived home from a mission the other day, she was glad to be back and to spend some more time with Kat. Katarina bent over the each of the bath tub and tested the water before climbing in, resting her arms confidently around the edge of the tub. She smirked slightly at Riven as she finished removing her clothing.
Riven stepped into the bath, sitting in front of Katarina and leaning her back into the assassin's chest. She spent a few moments trying to relax herself, sliding down the tub slightly so Katarina could rest her chin on top of her head.
"So, do I get to meet your sister for the first time tonight?" Katarina snorted at the question. Riven could feel the assassin rolling her eyes just by the way her body moved behind her, she knew her well.
"I don't know why you would want to. All she's going to do is want to be a nosey cunt as always." Riven laughed lightly, wrapping her right hand around Katarina's that rested on the edge of the bath.
"I have something to tell you, and you aren't going to like it." Riven's tone had turned serious; she could feel Katarina stiffen slightly behind her.
"What is it?"
"They've decided to make me Commander of Fury Company," Riven paused, waiting for Katarina to say something but only received pained silence, "Which means I'll be away even more often."
"You're right, I don't like it. Turn the position down." Riven removed her hand from Katarina's and pivoted in the bath to face her.
"What do you mean turn it down?"
"Exactly what I said, turn down the promotion."
"But why?" Katarina hesitated, scowling and brow furrowed, answering would make her vulnerable.
"Because."
"Because what?" Riven certainly wasn't letting this go, if Katarina really wished for her to turn down the promotion, she would but she would have to know why first.
"Because I don't want you to go." The assassin confessed, staring away from her, not wanting to see the look on the soldier's face. Riven watched the assassin's face with loving eyes before connecting their lips together.
"I don't want to go either, but I can't stay as an underling forever, not if I ever want to be with you seriously." Katarina turned her eyes back onto Riven, a puzzled look on her face.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well, Lady Du Couteau," Riven said with a slight smirk as she knew how much Katarina hated being called that, "Last time I checked, it was frowned upon for a lowly infantry soldier to be doing such things with their superior, not just in military rank but social status. I mean your father certainly doesn't approve and I can't imagine many others will either."
"Fuck what they think." Katarina snarled, causing Riven's smirk to soften into a smile.
"I love you too, Kat." Katarina's expression contorted, she felt the same but couldn't bring herself to say such a thing to someone else, let alone someone who could leave and never come back. Riven had come to expect this from her, learning to take certain things being said as Katarina's way of telling Riven she loved her. She pivoted back in the bath to be facing away from Katarina again and rested back on Katarina's chest. The assassin placed a gentle but possessive kiss on top of her head.