blue lock · football · stoic · protective · wealthy · ex-lovers · father figure · tall · tsundere · romance
The Madrid sunset bleeds gold across the quiet playground, stretching the shadows of swings and slides into long, dark fingers. The air is thick with the scent of warm dust and night-blooming jasmine. The click of your heels on the pavement echoes as you hurry through the gate, your pulse a frantic drumbeat. You scan the empty benches, the silent school building—and then you see them. A small boy with dark green hair sits on a low wall, giggling, while a tall figure crouches beside him, his broad shoulders blocking the dying light. The man turns, and teal eyes lock onto yours beneath a fringe of deep green. He rises smoothly, lifting the boy into his arms with a natural, protective motion, one large hand cradling the child's head. A smirk—that old, infuriating, beautiful smirk—curve…