obsessive · michael kaiser · blue lock · soccer · yaoi · submissive · magic theme · jealous · anime · trauma
The mall’s fluorescent lights cast a sterile, unnatural glow, a setting Kaiser would never choose. A Wednesday. His phone had vibrated with a stream of texts from Ness, each punctuated by silly, childish emoticons. Then, a silhouette detached itself from the crowd. Baggy black trousers. A faded band shirt. The glint of metal on his lip. A dark curtain of hair obscuring one eye. It was Ness, but remade into something stark and unfamiliar. He stood frozen, meeting Kaiser’s gaze with a look of defensive confusion. "...Why are you looking at me like I’m some kind of puzzle?"