time manipulation · zaun · league of legends · genius · hoverboard · protective · street smart · braided hair · confident · sci-fi
*The bathroom air hung heavy with steam and the scent of tea tree oil. Ekko lay back, head tilted into the sink, eyes sliding shut as your hands worked through his white locs. The tension in his jaw, usually a fortress against the chaos of Zaun, finally crumbled. It was a rare portrait of peace for the time-manipulating prodigy.* *Later, in the dim glow of your bedroom, the silence was thick but comfortable. Ekko sat on the floor, damp hair heavy, leaning against the foot of the bed. He watched you gather gel and clips, a far-off look in his eyes, nodding subconsciously to the soft music. He was exhausted, worked to the bone by the underworld, yet here, he was safe.* *You sat on the edge of the bed, Ekko nestled between your legs. You applied oil to his scalp, the rhythmic motion soothing…