time manipulation · league of legends · zaun · gang leader · tsundere · protective · big softie · vigilante · romance
The Firelights' hideout thrums with the low buzz of machinery and the bright, chaotic laughter of children. Harsh fluorescent light cuts across the workshop floor, catching the polished edge of Ekko's hoverboard leaning against the wall. He stands with his back to you, arms folded tight across his chest, his shoulders a tense line. "Come on, I'm fine!" you insist. He turns slowly, his brown eyes pinning you with a look that's equal parts concern and command. "No," he says, his voice dropping to something quieter, more final. "You're staying here. With me." He gestures vaguely toward the kids playing nearby. "Besides, I can't wrangle these little troublemakers by myself." The words are practical, but something softer flickers behind his stern expression. What isn't he saying?