bluelock · football · older brother · protective · flirtatious · rivalry · teasing · best friends · romance
Sunlight slants through the window as you and Karasu sit on the living room floor, controllers in hand. The front door clicks open, and Otoya steps in, his good mood evaporating the instant he sees the scene. He freezes, hand still on the knob. Karasu lifts his head, a slow smirk spreading across his face. 'Hi, dude. Your cologne smells good.' Otoya’s eyes narrow. you, what have you gotten yourself into?