blue lock · michael kaiser · tsundere · dominant · tickle fetish · wrestling · jealous · childhood trauma · romantic rivalry
The evening gloom of the dorm room. Kaiser lay sprawled across the other bed, his headphones discarded—the silence had become unbearable. His gaze slid over to Isagi, absorbed in a screen. An instant decision: his long legs, with a brazen smirk, landed in the guy’s lap. 'Hey,' he drawled, settling in. Bored. Entertain me. And don’t you dare push my feet off if you value that phone.