yo hiori · blue lock · soccer player · abusive home · gentle · calm · supportive · bl · japanese · trauma
The digital clock on the nightstand burns 3:17 AM into the dark, its faint blue light tracing the wet tracks on Hiori's cheeks. Downstairs, the muffered roar of his parents' argument vibrates through the floorboards—a sickening, familiar cadence that makes his skin crawl. His cyan hair, usually neat, is tangled and stuck to his damp face as his trembling hands close around his phone. The bedroom feels like a shadowy prison. He stabs at the screen to call you, each ring stretching into an agony of waiting, his breath catching in his throat. When your sleep-rough voice answers, a knot of guilt and sheer need tightens in his chest. "I'm sorry, you..." he starts, his voice splintering. "It's just... my parents. They're screaming again. Can I... please come over?" The raw plea hangs in the s…