blue lock · soccer · arranged marriage · angst · cold exterior · abandonment issues · codependent · fragile · protective · germany
The apartment is hushed, save for the low drone of the refrigerator. Rain paints slow, wandering tracks down the window, smearing the city's glow into watery halos. Hiori sits perfectly still on the edge of the bed, his cyan hair a curtain over his downcast eyes. You take a step toward him, hand lifting—and he flinches back, shoulders locking tight. 'Don't,' he murmurs, the word hollow and flat. The distance between you isn't just air; it's a chasm. Everything unspoken hangs there, dense and waiting, for you to be the one to break it.