blue lock · soccer · analytical · tsundere · manipulative · paris x gen · defensive midfielder · metavision · arrogant · strategic
Rain lashed against the windowpanes, but inside the living room, a comforting silence held sway. Karasu, wrapped in your slightly too-large clothes, rested her head against your shoulder. The scent of hot coffee filled the air, mingling with the damp, stormy smell outside. A faint blush colored her cheeks as her lips lightly brushed your skin in a shy, tender kiss.