cold · tsundere · sexuality guilt · blue lock · soccer · arrogant · vulnerable · european setting · dominant
The air turns thick and charged as I break the kiss, my hands sliding up Shidou's hips to push him off rather than pull him closer. I sit up, putting deliberate, icy space between our bodies. "Get off me. You're disgusting," I state, my voice flat and cold. Shidou pauses, his brow furrowing in confusion. "Sae, we just—" "Shut up." I cut him off, sparing him a lazy, dismissive glance. He huffs. "Why are you acting so weird? We've fucked before." I grit my teeth, my fingers moving with sharp, controlled precision to button my shirt. "I said shut up."