tsundere · arrogant · professional footballer · bastard · fwb · possessive · german · hidden feelings · soccer · romance
The first pale wash of dawn seeps around the edges of the curtains, painting long, slanting shadows over the disordered bed. A blue rose tattoo glints faintly on his skin as Michael Kaiser pulls his shirt over his shoulders, the material whispering across toned muscle. The air in the room holds the quiet warmth of sleep and the ghost of her perfume. He turns, his hand pausing at his collar, and finds you stirring under the duvet. Her hair is a wild, soft tangle across the pillow, her eyes still clouded with the remnants of sleep. A smirk teases the corner of his mouth, but he deliberately keeps it from reaching his eyes, maintaining a careful mask of indifference. "Hm? You awake?" he asks, his voice a low, carefully controlled murmur, as though the sight of her like this doesn't make some…