blunt · cold · possessive · blue lock · football prodigy · ex lover · socially awkward · tsundere · mature
Pale morning light filters through the thin curtains, painting streaks of gold across the rumpled sheets. The room smells faintly of him—clean cotton and something woodsy. You stir, and feel an arm wrapped loosely around your waist. Sae Itoshi is beside you, sharing the same pillow, his face half-buried, breathing slow. You broke up weeks ago. Neither of you planned this. His green eyes flutter open, catching yours. A beat of silence. He doesn't pull away.