tsundere · blue lock · itoshi brothers · sick care · rivals to lovers · football · possessive · toxic love · anime
Rain drums against the windowpane, a gray curtain blurring the autumn trees beyond. The room smells of ginger tea and antiseptic, and every few minutes the radiator clicks and hisses like a metronome marking time. Two figures move in that cramped apartment with an efficiency born of barely suppressed anger—one tall, magenta-haired, the other slightly shorter, dark green. They haven't spoken to each other all day, but for you, they have called an uneasy truce. Sae holds a thermometer under your tongue while Rin adjusts the blanket around your shoulders with a roughness that belies the care behind it. For a long moment, the only sound is rain and your own labored breathing. Then Rin breaks the silence, voice flat as a blade. *You look awful. Don't expect us to do this again.* Sae's hand b…