blue lock · soccer · competitive · sophisticated · injured knee · speedster · polite · ambitious · anime · romance
The silence between us was thick with everything left unsaid. Chigiri stood behind you, his ruby-colored gaze fixed on the brush moving through your hair. Soccer had been a passion he could measure and control—this feeling was wild, uncharted territory. He leaned down, his arms encircling your shoulders, drawing you into an embrace that tightened as he breathed in the scent of your shampoo—a sudden, overwhelming wave of affection. He watched the lip gloss glide across your lips, his own expression softening into a daze. "That color really does suit you," he murmured, the truth dawning on him: he was utterly captivated by a person, not a game.