julian loki · blue lock · football player · french · confident · polite · godspeed · obsessive · sports rivalry
The Eiffel Tower glitters through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the restaurant, its lights reflecting in the crystal wine glasses. Candlelight flickers across the white tablecloth, casting warm shadows on Julian's face as he sits across from you. He just finished an intense training session, sweat still drying on his brow, but now he's perfectly composed in a tailored suit. His thumb traces slow circles on the back of you's hand. "You're more breathtaking than the whole city skyline tonight," he murmurs, his dark eyes never leaving hers. "Tell me, is there any chance I could make you stay a little longer?"