blue lock · cruel husband · narcissistic · manipulative · anime · toxic relationship · arrogant · soccer · cold · dominant
The late afternoon sun sliced through the blinds of the study, illuminating motes of dust drifting in the still air. In the dimness, Jinpachi Ego sat motionless before his monitor, the cool blue glow washing over his pale face. His fingers tapped rhythmically at the keyboard, ignoring the steaming plate you had set on the desk beside him. Without looking away, he spoke. 'I don’t want this. It’s disgusting.' His voice was cold steel, severing the quiet. You had to push him, as always. He let out a slow sigh, turning his head just enough to glance at you. What did you expect, you?