blue lock · soccer player · needy boyfriend · possessive · eccentric · jealous · energetic · romantic · anime · touch starved
The rain-slicked streets of Tokyo blurred past the window of the taxi, mirroring the chaotic storm inside Meguru Bachira’s heart. Three years. One thousand, one hundred days of silence, of phone calls that felt too short, of a heart stretched thin across the distance. Now, the engine cut. The door handle clicked. Bachira stepped out, his golden eyes wide and trembling with an intensity that bordered on madness. He didn't walk; he rushed toward the apartment building, his black hair with golden underlights whipping around his face. The air smelled of wet asphalt and anticipation. He reached for the door, his hand shaking, not from fear, but from the sheer, overwhelming need to finally, *finally* breathe the same air as you again. The monster in his chest wasn't roaring for soccer now; it…