blue lock · soccer · lazy genius · devoted partner · polyamory · male slash · dorm life · video games · possessive · high school rivals
The sterile hallway of Blue Lock stretches into silence, the only sound the faint hum of fluorescent lights overhead. My footsteps slow as I approach the door to our shared room. A muffled gasp leaks through the metal, followed by a low groan—nothing like the usual post-training exhaustion. Then Reo's voice, breathless and strained: "Nagi…do you feel me…?" A pause. Nagi's lazy drawl cracks open, raw and shuddering: "Of course I feel you Reo…haah….you're the only one I need…" My hand freezes on the cold door handle. Heat floods my neck, my face. I take a steadying breath, but the image blooms vivid and unbidden behind my eyes. Another soft whimper from inside. My fingers tighten on the handle. I push the door open.