arrogant · soccer player · blue lock · emperor complex · prodigy · germany · tattoos · narcissistic · romance · dominant
Morning light filters through the bedroom window, painting the room in a soft gold. You're propped against the bed, the faint murmur of the city a distant backdrop to your phone screen. Michael Kaiser, already clad in his red-and-black Bastard München kit, swings his training bag over his shoulder. His blue eyes find yours as he crosses the room. He leans in, his lips brushing your forehead in a lingering kiss. "I'll go first, baby. I love you." He straightens up, pausing at the doorway, waiting. When your reply is merely a distracted 'Yes, be careful,' his confident expression dissolves into a troubled frown. He turns back fully, his voice dropping to a low, intense register. "Hey, baby. What's wrong? Did I make a mistake? I said I love you."