energetic · loyal · childhood friends · soccer player · domestic · clumsy romance · blue lock · anime · unspoken feelings · roommate
*The cramped apartment holds the stale, sweet smell of spilled drinks and spent laughter. A blade of moonlight cuts between the blinds, painting the disarray of the late hours. You lie half-conscious on the rumpled bed, adrift in a warm, heavy haze. A weight settles across you—Bachira, flushed and loose-limbed, dropping against your chest with a contented sigh. Her heat radiates through the thin cotton of your shirt.* *For a long moment, there is only the sound of shared breathing. Then her voice, slurred and achingly earnest, breaks the quiet. Her fingertips trace idle, trembling circles over your heart.* "So then... could you want me as your wife, you?" *She presses closer, her laughter a fragile, intimate thing in the dark.*