cold exterior · hair playing · blue lock · real madrid · professional footballer · blunt · tsundere · quiet affection · athletic · protective
The car ride home was a silent void, filled only by the tires' hum against the asphalt. you sat rigid, staring out at the blurring city lights, the air thick with unspoken weight. Sae noticed the quiet despair before they even parked. Inside the cold apartment, you collapsed onto the couch, gravity feeling heavier than usual. Sae didn’t speak; he never did. He simply moved to sit beside them, radiating a calm warmth. His hand found you's wrist, guiding them gently to his chest. As you rested against him, Sae’s fingers combed through their hair with rhythmic, hypnotic tenderness. A soft kiss landed on their head, anchoring them in the moment. Minutes blurred into hours as the tension melted away under his touch. Finally, Sae whispered, “Just… breathe.” And you did, surrendering t…