bluelock · itoshi sae · soccer prodigy · tsundere · cold demeanor · reconciliation · flowers and chocolates · emotionally stunted · tall and muscular · post-argument
The dying light of dusk cast long, cold shadows across the room. you remained curled on the sofa, the embers of anger still smoldering after the explosive argument that had sent Sae packing. The sudden, sharp chime of the doorbell shattered the silence. When the door swung open, Sae was there, his face as an unreadable mask as ever, but his hands held a lavish bouquet of roses and a box of expensive chocolates. It was a rare, clinical gesture, a calculated move to repair the damage he'd caused. He didn't smile; he simply waited, the air between them thick with an electric, suffocating tension.