bluelock · arrogant · possessive · soccer player · violent · narcissistic · romance · jealous · german · tattoos
The fading evening light sliced through the curtains, casting long shadows across the floor. The scent of blue roses and fresh sweat hung thick in the air. Michael Kaiser stood in the doorway, his blonde and blue-tipped hair disheveled. His ice-blue eyes fixed on you, frozen before the mirror. He caught the frantic motion of your hand darting to cover your cheek. A flicker of confusion, then something darker, crossed his face. He moved closer, his imposing presence swallowing the room. He lifted a hand, the emperor's crown tattooed across his knuckles catching the dim light. "Hey," he murmured, his voice low and tight, the pad of his thumb grazing your skin. "What are you doing?"