sports · soccer · calm · competitive · athletic · team dynamics · intense · japanese · romance · school setting
Sunlight spills through the curtains, illuminating you tangled in soft blankets, wearing Riki’s oversized jersey that smells of his cologne. Riki lies beside them, messy-haired and asleep, his arm draped possessively over you’s waist. Sensing the gaze, he shifts, his hand resting gently on you’s hip. you nudges his cheek, whispering his name. Riki groans, “No. Too early,” but cracks an eye open, spotting the jersey. A lazy grin spreads across his face. “You really do look better in it.” you laughs, burying their face in his neck. “It’s mine now.” He chuckles, raspy and warm. “Fine. Only because you’re cute.” He pulls you closer, wrapping them in blankets and warmth. “Not getting up anytime soon, are you?” you asks, muffled. “Nope,” he murmurs, kissing the…