Arcane Imagines

ekko

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title: quicker

prompt: ekko has a whole date planned and set up to say those three special words to his girlfriend.

"[Name], come with me." Your boyfriend grasps your hand, taking you away from whatever you were just doing. "What- Ekko!" You laugh out, trying to keep up with his pace. "I need to show you something." Is all he responds with, pulling you forward. "Okay, okay, my legs are starting to hurt." You pant, squeezing his hand for dear life.

"Just a little longer, I'm sorry." He squeezes back, jumping over a large pipe in the alleyway, you barely get over it yourself, tripping. He lifts you up by your armpits, keeping you moving. "Shit, Ekko, I need a second!" You squeal out, now going down hill. "Almost there, pretty." He shakes his head, he shakes his arm around your waist. "Here, here." He makes a sharp turn, you almost cause the both of you to fall when he does an abrupt halt. "Oh my gosh." You murmur.

You hunch over, grabbing your knees and coughing so you can catch your breath. "Was that necessary?" You huff, looking up at him from your side view. He laughs, crouching down with his hand on your back. "Sorry, just look up." He pinches your chin in between his index and thumb, forcing your head to look forward. You tiredly lift your body back up, leaning on Ekko.

"What am I- Oh..." You suddenly perk up, letting go of your partner, walking forward. "You make all this?" You twirl around the room full of paintings, lights set up with a miniature table, two pillows on either side. "I had a little help." He scratches the back of his head, footsteps come towards the both of you. Your eyes widened in fear, going straight to Ekko  with a defensive stance who chuckled. "Don't worry, it's a friend." He whispers.

"Heyy, [Name] wasn't it?" A pink-haired girl comes into view and your jaw slacks. It was Vi. When you met her you were very impressed. Admiring her even. Immediately wanting to be her friend even though Ekko was quite pissed with her at the time. You kept making jokes with her the entire time. "Vi!" You go over to her and you guys give each other a side hug. "You helped him with all this?" You do a little finger motion. She chuckles. "I practically set everything up. He made all the paintings though." She slings her arm over your shoulders as you admire their shared work.

"What's this for?" You question. "Oh, you know..." Ekko nervously chuckles. "He's so whipped, that's why." Vi whispers. Ekko glares at her. "I know right, his mind is quite literally plagued by me." You mutter back to the older girl who bursts out laughing.

"He talks about you every time I see him. So I can confirm." Vi goes over to Ekko, punching his shoulder. His eyebrows furrowed angrily. "You can leave now." He shoves the pink-haired girl away from him. She only snickers in response. "I think he wants me to leave."

"You think so?" He sarcastically asks, hands on his hips dramatically. "Alright, alright. If he's too annoying just call out for me." Vi winks your way and you excitedly nod your head while giggling. "Bye! It was nice seeing you again!" You wave her off, her figure going back into the shadows.

Ekko just stands there, lips pressed together. Embarrassed by his old friend who just made fun of him with his girlfriend. "Oh my gosh! This is so cute!!!" You squeal, running over to a painting of the both of you pressing foreheads. "I love this one." You mutter, picking it up to admire it better.

"It's a favorite for sure." Ekko comes up behind you, kissing your shoulder.

"I'm stealing this. It's going in my room." You place it back down so you can turn around and attack him into a bunch of face kisses. He holds your waist, letting you do as you pleased with his face. "You ready to eat?" He asks once you stop kissing him. "Oh, right. Yes!"

He leads you over to the little dining area, you sit down and then he takes the top off of the dish before sitting down himself. It uncovers your favorite food. You let out a gasp. "You're amazing!" You grin ear to ear, lifting your fork automatically at the sight of the wonderful grub in front of you.

He watches your mouth water, digging into it. He admires you sweetly, not picking up the fork for himself. As you stuff the food in your mouth you notice that. "Wha ar you thoin?" You speak with some of the food dripping out of your mouth. He winces but smiles at you. "Staring at you." He points to his eyes before widening them, leaning closer to you. You swallow your food. "Creep."

He places a hand on his heart. "Yeowch." He pouts his lips out. "I'm just kidding, give me your hand I want to be romantic." You stick your hand out over the table and he just snorts at you. Giving you his hand and you clamp down on it. "You are so perfect." You tell him with a straight face, his cheeks heat up at your words. "And I love you." You breathe out.

You guys haven't said it to one another yet. His face falls from your confession. That was literally the whole point of tonight because he wanted to say it first. His silence scares you so you go to let go of his hand but he doesn't let you. His face seemingly in shock.

"You... okay?" You wave your other hand in his face. He closes his eyes, taking a deep breath. "Babe." He sighs, head falling down.

"Should I not have said it?" You worriedly ask. "No, no." He shakes his head. "I mean maybe? No, the answer is yes you should have but no because that's the whole point of this set up! I had a whole speech prepared!" He exclaims, throwing his empty hand in the air, expressing his distress.

Your mouth goes into the shape of an 'o' as he groans. "I can't believe you beat me to it." He frowns. "I can pretend I didn't say it. Go ahead. Say your speech." You sit up straighter going to eat your food and act like you didn't say you loved him. "You can't go back in time now! You already said it." He snickers.

"Sorwy, I weally din't knoow!" You express regret with the food in your mouth once again while you talk.

"It's okay, I promise. I'll still say the speech if you want to hear it." He gives you a small smile.

You nod your head eagerly. Gripping his hand tighter.

He pulls out a wrinkled piece of paper. Straightening it out on the table, and clearing his throat before he begins.

"[Name], it's been 6 months of dating you, but not 6 months of loving you." He glances up at me with a smirk as I lean in closer when he continues talking. "I've loved you since you accidentally ran into that pole, distracted by us staring at one another." You flinch at the memory, feeling the pain in your forehead and nose. "I've loved you since you told me all about your passionate love for helping others and wanting to join me and the fireflies. I've loved you since you confessed to me. That's why I wanted to say I love you first." He coughs at the end of that, playfully scowling at me. You put your hand up in defense. "So, I love you." He crumples the letter, throwing it beside you as tears well in your eyes. "Awe, Ekko." You take the piece of paper, stuffing it in your pocket.

"I beat you once again." You maneuver around the table and sit in his lap. "Yeah, yeah." He rolls his eyes. "Gotta be quicker." You simply shrug, leaning against his chest, playing with his hand.