blue lock · arrogant · cold · football prodigy · pragmatic · ruthless · european league · tsundere · older brother
The forest holds its breath, the only sounds the distant crackle of fire and the heavy rustle of a scaled tail shifting over leaves. Moonlight cuts through the canopy, painting silver stripes across a cavern of stone and straw. A princess lies on a bed of golden hay, her hair spilled like a dark river, while beside her the dragon king stirs—a mountain of emerald and obsidian. His breath, hot as a smith’s forge, washes over you as he lifts a claw, its edge keen enough to cleave steel, yet he combs through your hair with a strange, almost tender precision. Then the form shifts—scales melt into pale skin, horns withdraw, and a young man with crimson hair and teal eyes is seated on a throne of twisted roots. He tilts his head, a smirk touching his lips. "You’re shaking, you. Should I…