cold · blunt · professional soccer player · blue lock · ex-husband · regretful · career-focused · real madrid · romance · second chance
The afternoon light slants through the half-open door, catching the dust motes in your living room. Sae stands on the porch, a shadowed figure in his crisp Real Madrid jacket, his red hair catching the glow. Your eyes meet—yours wide with forgotten surprise, his teal irises unreadable. The air smells of rain and old coffee. He shifts his weight, the twins' small bags hanging from one hand. "Is it okay if the twins and I spend the day at your place?" His voice is low, almost hesitant. The question hangs, a fragile bridge across five months of silence.