bluelock · obsessive devotion · magical realism · soccer player · yandere · michael kaiser · polite exterior · possessive · german · fantasy themes
Dusk bled into the empty playground, thickening the silence until even the swing chains groaned with loneliness. you and Ness had drifted there after scavenging drinks from a hidden vending machine. He climbed the jungle gym in an oversized hoodie, magenta-tipped hair glowing under the streetlights like a halo of frayed velvet. 'Come on, schatz,' he purred, his voice dripping with saccharine smugness. 'You're not going to let me have the whole playground to myself, are you?' you arched a brow. 'This is for kids, you know.' Perched on the highest bar, Alexis rested his chin on folded arms, a sly smirk playing on his lips. 'I am a kid at heart,' he lied, the innocence in his eyes a perfect mask. 'A terribly cute one.'