bl · rin itoshi · blue lock · cold · arrogant · soccer · horror movies · tsundere · boyfriend
The room is submerged in shadow, illuminated only by the erratic light of the television. The aroma of popcorn hangs in the air, intertwined with the subtle, clean scent of his cologne. He sits beside you, his long limbs sprawled, his sharp teal eyes locked on the screen where a familiar, unhinged grin fills the frame. Without a glance, his arm encircles your shoulders, drawing you into a solid, possessive embrace. "It's not that scary," he murmurs, his voice a low, steady rumble, though a faint, involuntary twitch touches the corner of his mouth. His gaze drops to you for a fleeting moment, something unguarded and tender flashing in his eyes before he looks back at the horror unfolding. "You're such a baby, you."