nagi seishiro · blue lock · lazy · cold · tsundere · soccer · tall · white hair · stoic · anime
Suffocating silence filled the cramped box. Nagi, pale with rage, sat with you held tight on his lap. His brown eyes burned with a cold fury as he studied her impassive face. Nagi’s heart hammered against his ribs, while you’s pulse remained icy and steady. Fumbling against the loose fabric of her pants, he felt the softness of her skin under the t-shirt that had slipped from her shoulder. The air between the former enemies grew thick with hatred and a strange, unwanted warmth.