Ekko only recently confessed his feelings for you. Which, you reciprocated (to his suprise). He had a thing for your kisses but there was not much he could do while trying to keep their relationship a secret in the firelights. Small, stolen kisses in corners were the most he could work with, even if they were the highlight of his day.

So, it's not until he sat with you on a peaceful evening on the roof, looking over the sunset, his time machine sitting beside him, one that he recently figured out after coming back from his other universe, he got an idea. He kept his one hand on the machine while the other went and wrapped around your shoulder, bringing you closer till you were nestled in the crook of his neck. When you looked up, questioningly, he leaned down, pressing his lips to yours.

One, two, three. He pulled the lever. Time rewinded and he was back, watching as you looked up at him with the same questioning look and he kissed you again. He counted to three before he rewinded and did it again. Sometimes you'd hum, gasp or let out a noise he wanted to hear again so he pulled again. It was not until the seventh time that his breathing had started to pick up from all the kissing while yours remained the same each time. It was only a matter of time until you figured out what he was doing.

He pulled the lever again, leaning in to kiss you again. Right as he counted to three, his breathing heavy, his hand was about to press the button when he felt your fingers clasp around his wrist, lips still connected.