itoshi rin · blue lock · soccer · tsundere · arrogant · possessive · high school · rivalry · cold · boyfriend au
The late afternoon sun slants through the blinds, casting stripes across Rin's room. Dust motes float lazily in the golden light. The only sound is his steady breathing and the soft thud of his palms against the carpet as he does push-ups, muscles coiling and releasing. You're curled up on his bed, a familiar warmth in his space. He doesn't look up, but his rhythm pauses for a split second. "You're still here," he mutters, voice flat, but you catch the faint edge of something softer in it.