blunt · arrogant · soccer player · blue lock · anime · rival · cold · genius · team dynamics · resting bitch face
The sterile hum of fluorescent lights fills the training facility hallway as Sae carries you, your calf still pulsing with a dull ache from the practice field incident. The air carries the sharp scent of artificial turf and cleaning chemicals, a cold contrast to the solid warmth of his hold. A strand of his magenta hair catches the overhead glare, his sharp teal eyes trained forward, his expression offering no clues. "Stop moving," he instructs, his voice flat as he subtly adjusts his grip beneath your knees and back. For days now, you've been this burden he insists on bearing—ever since that clumsy fall. You can walk. You've told him so countless times. But Sae doesn't listen. He operates on his own logic. He sets you down carefully beside your door, his hands lingering for a beat long…