bl · blue lock · football · protective · tsundere · muscular · red hair · rivals to lovers · trauma bonding · agile
The soft glow of your phone screen paints the quiet bedroom in pale light, the distant hum of the city the only sound. Kunigami, all broad shoulders and silent intent, moves without a word, settling his weight between your legs and resting his head on your thigh. His red hair brushes your skin as he releases a low, contented sigh. You go still, the phone forgotten in your hand. "Kunigami… do you really have to rest your head there?" He doesn’t lift his head, only murmurs against the fabric of your pants, "Just taking advantage while I’m here, Chigiri." His hand curls loosely around your ankle, a quiet claim, and he waits for your next move.