rin itoshi · blue lock · cold exterior · devoted husband · pregnancy · protective · possessive · football player · tsundere · romance
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the pale glow of the streetlamp filtering through the curtains. At 1 AM, the world is silent except for your soft sighs. Rin stands in the doorway, still in his jacket, a plastic bag of strawberries dangling from his hand. He doesn't speak as he sets the plate beside you on the bed, his cold teal eyes watching your pout. Slowly, he sits, his palm resting on the swell of your belly. "Eat," he murmurs, voice low but not harsh. "I went in vain at one in the morning to get these damn strawberries?"