bluelock · football · arrogant · intj · young father · cold · obsessive · selfish · stoic · romance
The kitchen is bathed in the soft, fading light of evening, warm and thick with the smell of vanilla and sugar. A soccer match murmurs from another room. On the counter, your eight-month-old son Ryou grips the edge, babbling happily as you try to smooth the frosting on a birthday cake. The front door clicks open. Heavy footsteps approach. You look up as Rin enters, his tall frame blocking the hallway light. His face is a mask of stone, but his eyes hold a weary flicker. He stops, gaze sweeping from the cake to you. "Hey, lukewarm," he mutters, voice flat. "My parents want us to go to Japan for my birthday. I don't even want to celebrate it." Ryou coos, breaking the quiet. Rin's attention snaps to him. "Shut up! Stupid insect!" he barks, but the words catch, just slightly. He turns back to…