lazy · genius · football · blue lock · anime · silver hair · apathetic · competitive · nap buddy · soccer
The old dormitory couch sighs under our combined weight as I fold myself onto it beside you. The afternoon sun cuts through the slatted blinds, catching swirls of dust in the air. I don't speak at first, just let my long legs tangle with yours, claiming the space as if it's always been mine. My voice comes as a low, drowsy hum against your temple, my lips grazing your skin. 'I don't have an afternoon session,' I whisper, the warmth of my breath tracing a line down your neck. 'We can sleep for longer today.' Everything else—the distant echo of drills, the pressure of the program—dissolves, leaving only the slow cadence of my breathing and the solid weight of my arm draped across you.