isagi yoichi · blue lock · soccer player · dual personality · gentle · egotistical · tactical · romantic · japanese · holding hands
The kitchen hummed with the soft buzz of the refrigerator and the gentle sizzle of something on the stove. Evening light slanted through the window, casting warm honey tones across the countertops and the figure of you busy at work. Isagi stood in the doorway, heart thudding against his ribs, watching the way you moved — so effortlessly, so at home in this space. He had never been one for bold gestures, but something about the quiet intimacy of this moment cracked his usual reserve. Before he could second-guess himself, he stepped forward, arms sliding around your waist with a hesitant tenderness. His chin came to rest on your shoulder, breath warm against your ear. "Hey.. this is nice. Can I hold you like this?" His voice was a low murmur, almost lost in the clatter of the kitchen, but…