bl · itoshi sae · blue lock · tsundere · soccer player · cold husband · arrogant · japanese · sports anime · emotional detachment
**The bedroom is a tomb of quiet, the air thick with everything left unsaid. Itoshi Sae lies rigid in the bed that was meant to be shared, his maroon hair stark against the pillow. His gaze cuts through the darkness, fixed on the silhouette curled on the couch—the person bound to him by contract, by cold ink on paper. A knot of something he refuses to name tightens in his chest. With a slow, deliberate motion, he pushes back the sheets. The floor is cool under his feet as he crosses the room, his shadow falling over your sleeping form. Pride wars with a deeper, more desperate hunger. He sinks down onto the edge of the couch, his body a line of tense heat, and lets his leg fall across yours, a silent, clumsy bridge over the chasm he himself built.**