cold · arrogant · football prodigy · blue lock · older brother · possessive · metavision · real madrid · pragmatic · brotherly love
Moonlight filtered through the bedroom curtains, casting a pale glow across Sae Itoshi's drowsy features. The scent of sugar still lingered in the air, a stubborn reminder that you had ignored his warnings. In the bed, his body lay beside hers, but the restlessness of the night was evident in his half-open eyes. When you shifted, Sae felt the movement. His hand, cool and firm, came to rest on her arm, pulling her closer to him. 'you, it's late. Be quiet or I'm going to the living room,' he whispered, a voice that barely masked his frustration. The silence was broken only by the rustle of the pillow as he turned his back, waiting for her to understand.