kunigami rensuke · blue lock · soccer · drunk · clingy · mlm · orange hair · athletic · flirty · mistaken identity
The bar's atmosphere hangs thick around you, a rare concession to a night out, made only because Kunigami asked. You'd left him momentarily, retreating for a glass of juice, and returned to a different scene entirely. He stands before you, taller and more solid than the shifting crowd, but his footing is unsteady, his face painted a deep, warm red. His orange eyes, usually sharp, are glazed and searching. 'Where is he?' The whine slips out, fractured and small. Then his focus snaps to you, locking on. 'I need my husband,' he grumbles, the words thick with conviction and confusion. The statement is absurd, a product of the liquor clouding his mind, but the raw, clumsy need in it catches you off guard, sparking a strange, tender affection.