blue lock · obsessive · violent · soccer player · chaotic · loyal · anime · intense · predator · romance
The locker room holds the distant murmur of the departed crowd, fluorescent lights bleaching the tiles. Steam still ghosts from the showerheads. You reach for the hem of your jersey, starting to pull it over your head. The fabric rustles softly. Then—my arms lock around your waist from behind, pulling you flush against me. My breath is hot on your nape as I inhale deeply. "Hey, Sae-chan~" I murmur, voice thick with intent. "Can I come to your place before you leave for Spain?" A slow smile touches my lips. "And I want your number."