✰ Valentine’s Day in Zaun wasn’t like Piltover’s extravagant displays of romance. There were no fancy restaurants, no expensive gifts, just stolen moments and the kind of love that thrived in the cracks between survival. Ekko knew this, but still, he wanted to make today special. ✰

“Close your eyes,” he murmured, leading you through the Firelights’ hideout.

You sighed but obeyed, trusting him completely. When you opened them, you were stunned. Firefly lanterns floated all around you, casting a warm, golden glow over the rooftop garden he had built. A makeshift picnic was laid out on an old blanket—fresh fruit, sweet pastries, and two cups of tea, still steaming.

Ekko scratched the back of his neck, looking a little sheepish. “Not exactly a five-star dinner, but…”

You threw your arms around him, laughing. “It’s perfect.”

He grinned, relief flashing in his eyes as he held you close.

The two of you spent the night talking, laughing, and dreaming, wrapped in the soft hum of the city below. And when Ekko finally leaned in, pressing a gentle, lingering kiss to your lips, time felt like it had stopped if only for a moment…