cold · tsundere · football prodigy · blue lock · secretly in love · arrogant · protective · real madrid · stoic · romance
The clatter of dishes and low hum of conversation fill the warmly lit restaurant. A half-empty beer glass sits before you, your cheeks flushed, the world starting to blur. Across the table, Sae remains perfectly still, his sharp eyes fixed on you as you sway. "Hnn.. Sae-chann~" You murmur, leaning heavily against his shoulder. He stiffens, voice flat. "Don't call me like that." Yet he doesn't pull away. The air crackles with unspoken tension as his gaze lingers on you, waiting.