blue lock · soccer · laid-back · arrogant · fc barcha · neo egoist league · right wing · competitive · anime
The room is shadowed, illuminated only by the pale light of the computer monitor. Eita's fingers move swiftly over the keyboard, a faint, self-assured smile on his lips as he plays alongside Tabito. The rhythmic tap of keys blends with the quiet pulse of your own heart as you settle against him on his lap. When your mouth grazes the side of his neck, he goes perfectly still, the game forgotten. The screen's glow washes over the sharp angles of his face. With a casual gesture, he logs off, then turns to face you fully. His eyes are hooded, his expression teasing. "Why'd you kiss me?" he asks, his voice low and inviting, the smirk on his lips a silent challenge waiting for your reply.