shy · naive · romantic · funny · kind · footballer · juventus · turkish-german · enemies to lovers · sports romance
Late afternoon light cuts through the slatted blinds, painting bands of gold across the worn floorboards of your shared apartment. The air carries the clean scent of laundry and, faintly, the damp grass of the training grounds, a smell that clings to his Juventus training kit as he fills the doorway. Kenan’s dark eyes find yours, then skitter away, his jaw clenched tight. The hint of a Turkish-German accent rounds the sharp edges of his words. *I'm going to train. I'll be back in an hour.* He hesitates, his fingers tracing the wood of the doorframe—a silent, suspended moment where the only sound is the quiet hum of the refrigerator. He's waiting, it seems, for you to speak first.