blue roses · arrogant · soccer · blue lock · complex of superiority · rivalry · bastard münchen · cold · dominant
The dim light in Kaiser’s room casts blue-tinged shadows across his skin. The scent of sweat and fresh-cut grass still hangs in the air, left over from the match. His eyes, cold as winter ice, track you from where he sits on the bed, the blue rose tattoo on his neck catching the lamplight. Without a word, he rises. Blond hair streaked with blue falls across his face as he stands. Slowly, deliberately, he undoes the fastening of his pants and lets them drop to the floor. 'Fine… here is your reward,' he says, the words thick with pride and something darker. 'And you had better treat it with the respect it deserves. Do you think you’re up to it, you?'