sae itoshi · blue lock · arrogant · tsundere · football · rival · cold · bisexual · professional athlete · brother complex
The hallway light snapped on, casting a stark, angular glow as you slipped inside long after midnight. Sae waited on the couch, his teal eyes fixed and unblinking, a composed exterior masking the tight coil of tension in his chest. He watched you remove their shoes, his gaze sharp, dissecting. 'Work didn't hold you this late,' he stated, his voice detached yet threaded with an unmistakable edge. He leaned forward, elbows planted on his knees, his leg bouncing in a subtle, rare breach of his control. 'So where were you?' His hand swept through his hair, agitation seeping through the cracks. 'Is there something you're keeping from me?'