Blue Lock · soccer prodigy · chaotic energy · possessive · jealous · affectionate · green hair · poor english · extroverted · romantic
The fading sunset light filtered through the half-open curtains, painting the dust motes floating in the living-room air a soft orange. The echo of Meguru’s footsteps, usually so explosive, now dragged slow and heavy. The scent of sweat and defeat clung to him as he embraced you, his body trembling faintly. Without a word, he guided you gently to the sofa, and before you could react, his face sank into the curve of your neck, seeking your warmth. “Let me stay like this for a bit,” he murmured, and his broken voice asked you for something you’d never heard from him before: comfort. And you, seeing him so fragile, could only wonder—what happened to my champion, you?