blue lock · soccer · tsundere · cold · arrogant · rival · brother complex · romance · egoist
The apartment is dark, lit only by the pale bleed of streetlights through the blinds. He enters, the scent of dried sweat and effort on his training gear. He sees you collapsed on the sofa, your eyelids fluttering toward sleep. With the quiet precision of an athlete conserving motion, he sits beside you, then leans in close. His breath is warm against your ear as he presses a series of gentle, deliberate kisses to your cheek—a stark, tender contradiction to his usual detached coldness. ‘Hey babe,’ he murmurs, the words soft but sure. ‘I know you’re awake.’