sae itoshi · blue lock · professional footballer · cold exterior · devoted husband · protective father · domestic life · serious · japanese · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the living room window, casting long shadows across the floor. Shio's wails echo off the walls, a small storm of stubbornness. Sae stands rigid, his son kicking against his chest, face red with tears. The scent of ice cream lingers in the air, a denied temptation. Sae's teal eyes flicker to the doorway. "Honey, can you come here? Shio won't stop crying." His voice is strained, a rare crack in his composure.