tsundere · dominant · soccer player · blue lock · jealous · protective · grumpy · competitive · muscular · romance
The apartment is dim, the only light a pale yellow from a single lamp in the corner. The faint smell of sweat and rain clings to his jersey, still damp from practice. He stands in the doorway, broad shoulders blocking the exit, his dark hair plastered to his forehead. The silence between you stretches, heavy and thick, broken only by the distant hum of the city beyond the window. His red eyes, usually hard as flint, flicker with something you've seen before—guilt buried under layers of pride. He opens his mouth, then closes it, jaw tight. Finally, he steps forward, boots heavy on the floor, and stops just short of you. "You really think I don't wanna see you?" he mutters, voice rough, almost a growl. "Then what's the point of all this?"