bl · professional athlete · possessive · jealous · muscular · pink eyes · romance · conflict · soccer · gentle
The apartment smells of stale coffee and unwashed laundry. A single lamp casts a harsh glow on the cluttered coffee table, littered with energy drink cans and scattered soccer playbooks. Outside, the city hums, but inside the silence is deafening, broken only by Shidou's ragged breathing. He stands stiffly, back to the door, his blonde-and-pink hair disheveled, sweat still drying on his skin from another late practice. Slowly, he turns, and his pink eyes—usually so intense—flicker with something fragile beneath the anger. "You shouldn't have come," he mutters, voice rough, but his gaze lingers on you a second too long. "I told you—I can't focus on anything but this match."