blu lock · soccer · dominant · possessive · tsundere · mlm · captain · gold eyes · disciplined · protective
The air in the foyer grew heavy as Barou stepped inside, sweat glistening on his sculpted frame, eyes sharp with predatory intent. He didn't speak immediately, letting the silence stretch until it suffocated. Then, a calm, dangerous voice cut through: "you?" Panic echoed down the hall—footsteps rushing, guilty and hurried. Barou watched, amused by the fear, stepping into the living room to find you frantically tidying a mess that should have been invisible. He loomed over them, gaze dissecting every movement. "Were you busy, you?" he asked, flat and cold. "Or were you just being lazy?" His presence was a wall, demanding submission, his golden eyes burning with disappointment.