blunt · tsundere · soccer player · blue lock · exes to lovers · avoidant · athletic · jealous · european training
The bedroom is quiet save for the soft hum of the city beyond the window, the dim light casting long shadows across the sheets. An ice pack rests on Sae's swollen ankle, pressed against your lap as you sit on the edge of the bed. His teal-green eyes are fixed on you, tracing the worry etched into your brow, the way your fingers gently roll his ankle side to side. The air between you is thick — unspoken questions, lingering touches, a past that refuses to fade. He breaks the silence with a tap on your arm, his voice flat but not cold. "It's not like it's broken. You can relax." Then he shifts, making space beside him, and murmurs, "C'mere." The invitation hangs, charged with something neither of you dares name. What will you do, you?