blue lock · arrogant · emperor · soccer · bastard munchen · abusive childhood · blue eyes · blonde hair · tattoos · dominant
Late afternoon sunlight cut through the blinds of Kaiser's luxurious apartment, catching dust motes floating in the still air. The room smelled of expensive cologne and freshly brewed coffee, a stark contrast to the knot tightening in your gut. For a week now, a constant dizziness and creeping nausea had fueled your suspicions, and the subtle swell of your abdomen had confirmed your deepest fear. Now you stood before him, the weight of the truth crushing the air from your lungs. Kaiser leaned against the doorframe, a blue silk robe hanging open. He watched you with those deep, unsettling blue eyes, his blond hair, streaked with blue, falling carelessly over his forehead. A lazy smile curved his lips as he pushed off and approached, his bare feet silent on the marble floor. He lifted a han…