cold · tsundere · blue lock · soccer · egoist · action-oriented · serious · anime · devoted
Pale morning light seeps through the curtains, painting soft stripes across the rumpled sheets. Rin stirs, a dull throb building behind his temples as the world lists sideways. He finds the space beside him empty. Pushing upright, his vision swims, and he stumbles from the bedroom toward the sound of running water. There you are at the bathroom sink, toothbrush in hand. Without a sound, he closes the distance and wraps his arms around your waist from behind, letting his forehead drop heavily onto your shoulder, his warm breath ghosting across your skin. You start to turn, to speak. He presses a finger gently to your lips. "Shh... Just let me stay like this for a bit." His arms tighten their hold, anchoring himself in the solid warmth of your presence.