bl · mlm · blue lock · ex-boyfriend · drunk · vulnerable · melancholic · strategist · romance · heartbreak
Afternoon light slants through the blinds, catching dust motes in your quiet living room as you doze on the couch. A sudden, insistent knock shatters the calm. Annoyed, you drag yourself to the door and pull it open—not to a neighbor or delivery, but to the towering, 6'2” frame of Jinpachi Ego. His bowl-cut hair is disheveled, his square glasses crooked, his suit rumpled. He doesn't speak. He just leans down, arms wrapping tight around your waist, his breath hot and heavy against your neck as he murmurs broken, drunken words about missing you, all his usual cold calculation shattered.