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thebestsetter · 12 days

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Thinking about Bachira Meguru assuming he's unlovable.

Being called a monster for their whole childhood really makes a mark on a person's life and self-esteem. But for Bachira, they were unavoidable.

At first, he tried to ignore the mean comments and pretend he didn't hear them. Maybe that would make the loneliness go away. Maybe it would make the problems disappear.

"He's a freak!"

"Eww, don't get too close to Bachira! You'll get lice!!"

"He's stinky"

He heard the whispers. He just used to pretend he didn't. For both his and the children's sake. So he could pretend he was normal. At least for a while.

And, sometimes, even parents, grown-ass adults, called him weird. Shouldn't they set an example for their kids? They tell them: "Don't judge other people! You never know what they're going through!", but are always the first to talk shit about someone, even if said someone is a little kid.

"Poor kid. It's probably the parents fault."

"He says sees a 'monster'! He's probably schizophrenic."

"My son is afraid of him. Specially when he's playing soccer. He said he's very scary"

He tried to ignore them. He really did. He tried to smile through it all and treat people the same way he always had nevertheless: with respect. Because crying would make his problems real. He didn't want them to be real. And he was doing a good job at it! But one faithful day, he snapped. The final nail in the coffin.

"When I grow up, I want to be a football player, just like Zico!" 11 year old Bachira said, showing the whole class a drawing of him, Zico and his monster playing soccer together. His smile was as bright and blinding as ever, specially because he was talking about his passion: soccer. He loved it so much. It helped him escape the harsh reality for a while.

The class went silent. They used to think Bachira was weird, to put it slightly, but this? It just made him even more weird! They all knew that he could never be a football player. He was an outcast. A freak. He was a monster. And monsters couldn't live with humans. Nobody wanted a monster on their team.

And so, instead of clapping like they did with the other kids' drawings, the class started to laugh. It started out quiet, but later it turned into a full, loud laugh. All of them. And Bachira always dreamed of making everyone there laugh, but not like this. They weren't laughing with him or because of him, they were laughing at him.

"Uh? What's happening, miss?" He asked the teacher, confused and on the verge of crying. He couldn't cry here. Not in front of them, please. That would be another thing for them to laugh at.

He swears on his life that he heard the teacher laugh a little, before the adult crouched down to match his size, grabbed his drawing and put it on his desk, while the other kids' drawings were being stuck to the board with tape. And then, he heard one of the worst sentences he ever heard in his life. One that he knew would definitely keep him awake at night:

"Meguru, being a football player is too hard for you. Why don't you settle for something more real and reachable? Like a doctor or a lawyer?"

He didn't understand. Some kids here wanted to be astronauts, others wanted to be models. Hell, one wanted to be a dinosaur babysitter. And their drawings were hanging on the wall, like they were going to be achieved. Bachira felt like no one believed in him. Like he was being put aside.

He then realized the problem wasn't what he wanted to do. It was him. Anyone could be a football player, but he couldn't. Because he was a monster. He was different from others.

And so, the tears began to fall. One by one, first from his left away and then from his right eye. His vision began to blurry. Left eye, right eye. Left, right, left right. Kids laughing, teacher laughing. His drawing on the desk. Left, right. Left right. He couldn't even see his own hands anymore from how blurred his vision was. He looked to his side. Left, right. The door. His escape. He needed to leave.

So, without second thought, Bachira ran towards the door. He couldn't care less for the teacher calling his name. He wouldn't come looking for him anyway. Nobody would. Nobody cared enough to do it.

He sat behind a tree, protected by it's shadow. He continued to cry. Hard. He put his hands in his eyes to try and stop the tears from falling, but he couldn't. He needed to let it all out. He just wished he had someone by his side during his breakdown. He really wanted a shoulder to rely on.

"Hey"

Maybe he was, indeed, schizophrenic. Because, the moment he looked up, he saw a girl he swore was too pretty to be real. The sunset made her have an angelic glow, and the wind made her hair flow just the right way. Her face was like a greek statuate, and he swore he could hear a soothing symphony playing in the background when he met her eyes: they were the most beautiful color he had ever seen, and he could imagine himself being lost and found in them. She was just too pretty. Too pretty to be here for him. And so, he managed to stop crying for a while and said, between sniffs:

"Did you lose a bet?"

The way your face contorted was almost comic.

"What?"

"Did someone pay you to come here? Where are the cameras? And how much was it?"

"I didn't lose any bet" you said, frowning. "I came here to check on you because I wanted to. I don't get why everyone laughed at you. Your dream is not stupid. Nobody's dream is."

"Even Richard's? He said he wants to be a dinossaur nanny" he said before he even thought about it. He then widened his eyes, because what if you were Richard's friend? What if you hated him now because he said something bad about your friend? What if he already screwed everything up? What if...

"Okay, you win. That one's actually stupid." You laughed. He made you laugh. This time, someone was laughing because of him. He felt like he was capable of everything at that moment. Your laugh was a sweet, infecting, honey-like melody. It made him wanna laugh too. He didn't realize it, but he had already stopped crying, and was now just staring at you with big, blown and unwavering eyes. His mouth slightly parted, like he was studying you and comitting everything about you to memory. Almost as if you were indeed an ilusion, and would disappear the second he blinked. He couldn't believe you were real. You were real, and you were talking to him.

After a while, you stopped laughing and finally noticed his intense staring. Suddenly bashful, your cheeks turned a bright red.

"I-I just want you to know that you shouldn't be ashamed of your dream. I think- no, I'm sure you can achieve it. You just have to work hard for it. I-I've seen you playing sometimes, and it's honestly amazing how focused you are. Bachira, I want to be your friend. That's it, if you'll let me-"

He hugged you. Hard. If it was any other time, he would have been afraid of scaring you off with the sudden hug, but he couldn't care less right now. He needed this. He needed a friend. You were just what he needed. You were perfect.

He started to cry again. This time, the first tear came out of his right eye. Right, left. His vision was getting blurred from how hard he was smiling. Right, left. Right, left. Your arms hugging him back. Right, left. The sound of the school bell, signalizing the end of the school day. People would see you and him hugging and you would probably be called weird by them for being next to him, but you still didn't break the hug. Right, left.

He didn't want to escape like he did during the class incident. No. He wanted this moment to last forever. He wanted time to stop, to be in your arms for eternity. He didn't want to pull away. He finally made a friend. You were his first friend.

Bachira Meguru used to think he was unlovable, but you proved him wrong. You proved he could, in fact, be loved. He wasn't a monster. He wasn't a freak. He was Bachira Meguru. Your best friend. And he wore that title with pride. Later on, he had the honour to be called your boyfriend, and he was even prouder of that one.

He used to think he would never find happiness. That's why, the moment the ref blew the whistle signalizing the end of Japan U-20 against Blue Lock eleven match and securing Blue Lock's victory, he couldn't think of anything else besides his girl. He ran across the field to you. Because you were like a magnet. He couldn't be apart from you, or else it felt like the whole earth would explode. He was yours and you were his. You both were meant to be.

"You did it! I love you, Meguru!"

He laughed. A pretty, genuine laugh followed by a couple of tears, beginning from his right eye, of course. His mother was recording behind you both, the blue lock team was smirking and whistling at the sight of you two and the television was streaming the moment for the whole world to see. But neither of you cared about the extra eyes. You were the only ones on the world. You always made him feel like that, and he hopes he makes you feel that way, too.

"I love you so much. Thank you."

Thank you for being with me. Thank you for being there. Thank you for not leaving me. Thank you for accepting the title of being my girlfriend proudly. Thank you for being you. Thank you for everything. Thank you.

He then lifted you and spun you in the air, smiling hard. He brought your lips closer and then kissed you. A kiss full of emotion and love. So much love: raw and pure.

You proved he wasn't just lovable. He was also capable of loving. And there's nothing prettier than loving someone.

Bachira Meguru was lovable, and you made sure to show him that. You loved him, and he would do everything to keep it that way forever.

~A/N: there's a "saying" that says that if you're crying and the first tear is from the left eye, you're crying from sadness. If the first tear comes out of the right eye, they're happy tears!!

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lazyalani · 2 months

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| Blue Lock

| No one knows how much I cried that day

| angst, breaking down, post-break up, angsty shits, hurt no comfort, implied romantic relationships, i got carried away in isagi's part

| Ft. Itoshi Sae, Itoshi Rin, Bachira Meguru, Isagi Yoichi

Even so, I could never regret loving you.

| Summary: When everything comes to an end.

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two birds, on a wire

RIN

He convinces himself that it was okay. That he's fine, he's okay without you. That it isn't as bad as it seems. Because that's what he's good at anyway, being alone. Or convincing his self that nothing affects him He actually manages to convince himself for a few days until he passes out in practice and wakes up to his teammates pointing out how he's practicing a hundred times harder than usual. How his moderate practiced turned into everyday, everynight. How his medidation and yoga turned tense. How he's lost so much weight despite being always the healthiest and fittest of them all. Oh, but he isn't anymore, isn't he? Why? Oh. So he goes back to his apartment, his teammates' voices ringing in his ears. He tried to think how it happened. How what happened? He can't think of any reason why-- Why is the holder beside the sink only holding one toothbrush? Oh. Oh, but why are his eyes wet? How did the water reach his eyes when he's only brushing his teeth? Oh, that isn't water. I wonder what it is.

one tries to fly away, and the other

SAE

It's not like he fell out of love, no, not like that. It's just that it's not the same anymore. It's just the way Sae's whole world has changed since he went to Spain. You aren't those sickly inlove, innocent, pure hearted children anymore. But he could also never fall out of love either. Not when you're the only one he has left of his past self. You were the only one left of the reminder that he onced lived in the sweet lie behind the realities of the world. You were that one light keeping him from giving in to the shadows of the 'reality' Spain shed to him. Like a kid keeping a light open in the night so the monsters couldn't come and get them. Your sweet smile reminding him of the popsicles he used to share with his brother. You were the silence he needed in the midst of the noisy, demanding world of his career. You were the comfort he had when he is constantly reminded of the harsh reality of the sweet dream he used to share with his brother. But that light has now dimmed. Sometimes, love isn't enough. Sae's world, is just too harsh and dark for someone like you. Better let the light turn off than get tainted. But Sae, is now, even more lifeless. Like a kid being taken away from their favorite toy to grow up. The only hope he had for his happiness is gone, and he has no more reason to even try and pretend infront of a camera. This is Sae, in his lightless world.

watches her close from that wire,

MEGURU

It had always been him and you, no one else mattered. All you two ever cared about was each other and having fun together. You never understood football, nor had he understood your dollhouses and kitchen toys, but it had never mattered to both of you as long as you had fun. You never cared about the side comments, the haters, the bullies, the dumb shits, the cool kids, the smart kids, the people around you. It had always been about the two of you, and it always will be, right? Oh, he has a new friend in blue lock? Oh, his name is Isagi, you're glad he found someone who undertood him in a football sense. Oh, another friend called Chigiri? That's great, it means he won't be alone in there without you. Oh, another one? That Kunigami seems to be reliable too. And another one, and another one, another one... Why, where are you going, Meguru? Don't chase after Isagi... Don't leave me... Ah, you weren't enough, afterall. And Bachira Meguru's return from blue lock was without you. Ah, it seems like you were the only one he had outside football, afterall. Too bad you thought it was better to grow apart as it seemed like he already did. And Bachira Meguru is reminded of the past he shared with you again. Loneliness.

he says he wants too as well, but

YOICHI

From childhood friends, to highschool sweethearts, to strangers? A very fitting ending for someone who realizes he has to change in order to get his dreams, even it means leaving behind someone in the process, even if it means it's not intentional, and unfortunately, in the middle of it all, is you. Yoichi is a natural sweet and kind person, you've known of his dream since you were kids and the announcement of his return to blue lock with his new found friends had excited him along with you ofcourse, it means he is once again a step closer to his goals. But it seems like those goals of his do not include you. It isn't something intentional. He cares for you a lot. He doesn't seem to know how it's affecting you and you're too scared to tell him, too guilty because how could you even think about your sweet guy like that? But it was reality. He was changing and you could never not notice. The new found confidence, the bravery, the boldness. It seems to be doing him good but, it was having the opposite effect on your relationship. You felt guilty, he never seemed to think less, not even once. He never seemed to have noticed the distance. To him, only little time has passed because he had fun, but to you, it seemed like a whole lifetime. Change can be a good thing, but apparently, when it becomes morre of an obssession to his dream, he strays too far to even grasp. He is right beside you yet you cannot even reach his mind. Always about football, about Kaiser, about Bachira, about Rin, Noel Noa, Kurona, Hiori, Shidou, football, football, football, football. Isagi Yoichi has failed to notice you slipping away from him, and is enveloped by the crashing pain of you leaving him. It isn't anyone's fault really, but when a situation's more complicated than just who is to blame, it becomes overwhelming to the point of nothing at all. And it's better to just grow and learn from it than try and fix it.

he is a liar

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arlestial · 11 months

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Hey, could you make a part two of how the Blue Lock boys make up for the forgotten date? (Nagi,Isagi,Bachira) 🌷

❝if you'd have been the one❞

synopsis : Life is sometimes difficult, keeping them busy and away from you; until it turned to take you away from them.

pairing : Isagi Yoichi, Nagi Seishiro, Bachira Meguru x genderneutral!reader •— Blue Lock

tw : Alternative endings (angst or fluff/comfort)

word count : 4300~ words

author-note : Hi !! I’m so happy y’all liked this, so I decided to write a part II. Some wanted angst, others comfort, so I did both in order to please everyone :) The part I is here ! Thanks for all your kindness, I’m overjoyed to see so much attention on my writings 😭 I hope you’ll like it !! take care of yourself ♡

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ISAGI YOICHI’s eyes widened when he saw your text, after the game. He knew he fucked-up the instant he stepped inside the soccer field, already regretting his decision. He won, but the stadium applause sounded like an awful ringtone that woke him up to reality, a shrill noise crashing his organs and piercing his ears. His heart was racing; not because of the victory, but because of the apprehension. The fear. The panic, that perhaps, he had lost you. But you wouldn’t leave him, right ? Everybody make errors. You would forgive him, no need to stress. At least, that’s what he was trying to convince himself. But in the depths of his own mind, he wasn’t this confident. He took his phone, excusing himself from his teammates that were celebrating, and isolated himself in the corridor. He tried to call, but you refused it twice. He groaned, his hands shaking, trying to tap a text quickly.

22:49p.m. | y/n ♡ : guess you made your choice then.

- read at 00:24a.m.

00:24a.m. | yoichi ♡ : honey please just accept the call

i know I fucked up, I’m sorry

i shouldn’t have done that

- read at 00:33a.m.

00:34a.m. | yoichi ♡ : i know you don’t want to talk to me right now

I’m coming over

- read at 00:38a.m.

00:39a.m. | y/n ♡ : gosh, how savvy and perspicacious of you.

- read at 00:39a.m.

00:40a.m. | yoichi ♡ : here in two minutes

- read at 00:41a.m.

You turned off your phone, completely mad. You clearly didn’t want to talk to him right now, especially this late. He couldn’t care less about you when he was playing on the field; and now, surprisingly, he knew that he fucked up and he regretted it ? Please. You decided to spend the night elsewhere, at your parents, since they were the only ones responding in the middle of the night - they were probably watching a movie at home and were a bit surprised to see you texting them a "hey, can I come over ? got an issue at home" text out-of-the-blue. As you exited your bedroom with a bag filled with spare clothes, you’re met by a raven-haired man, panting, still in his blue jersey, preventing you from leaving the house. He grabbed your waist when you tried to walk past him.

"Isagi, let me go."

"Love, listen. What I did was selfish, I know, it was a terrible mistake."

"So tell me, Isagi, when did you feel regret ? When you stood me up or when I texted you back, making it clear that I was upset ?"

"Actually, from the very first moment my foot landed on the field. But that doesn’t change anything, it’s still shitty of me, and i-"

"But it changes everything, in fact. So, you could’ve turned around. You could’ve joined me at this restaurant, like you promised me, no ? But you didn’t. So you just lied right in front of my face. How bold of you."

He felt like suffocating. You were right. He should’ve refused to play the match, even if there were the most talented players in the world; because you were his lover, goddamnit. He knew you were insecure, because he was rather absent, and he should’ve came to the date he promised to take you to. He was busy with Blue Lock, neglecting you in the process and not setting aside enough time to reassure you like he was supposed to. He wanted you to slap him, to punch him, as hard as you could; he wanted to suffer physically. It was easier to bear physical pain than to handle the mental distress he was in.

"But no, my sweet boyfriend Isagi Yoichi decided to stood me up to play some random game as if he’s not always away from me all the damn time."

"I don’t know why I did that, honestly. It was stupid, and I’m deeply sorry. You know that I love you a lot, right ? You’re the most important thing in my life, and I don’t want to loose you because I’m too immature to think before I-"

"Am I even enough for you ?"

You were losing patience, your tone now sharp, trying to bite away the tears from falling.

"Obviously you are, darling. You are more than enough, and you deserve so much better than me."

He hurried to say, his hands coming to your cheeks, gently stroking them with his thumbs. The concerned look on his face grew rapidly in a desperate, frightened one.

"That doesn’t feel like it. If it was the case, you’d have turned around. Soccer had always been your main interest, and I’ve always been the second. I don’t want to be with a guy that prefers a sport to his own partner."

ISAGI YOICHI had never experienced so much fear in a lapse of time this short. His heart skipped multiple beats - maybe it stopped completely, heavy. He heard the blood rushing in his veins, in his ears, as if the pulsations were the applause of a whole stadium; it was deafening. His breath hitched, goosebumps painting themselves on his clothed arms. Don’t go.

The choice was all yours, now.

↳ Your mind kept telling you that he wasn’t feeling any regret, that he wasn’t really sorry. If this situation presented itself again, he would pick the same decision, leaving you alone, completely by yourself in this stupid restaurant, below the pitiful looks of the waiters, probably whispering at each other who could even stood you up like that. He put distance in your relationship since weeks, months even, ghosting you when he was too tired to send you at least one text to let you know that he loved you still. Regardless of his lack of attention towards you, he wasn’t even capable of respecting his own promises, as he might prefer to play soccer with his friends as usual. And you were just there, always waiting for him, in every situation, waiting for him to come home with a warm smile and a good dinner, sharing kisses, hugs and cuddles on the couch, disappointed when he was reminding you that he’d be gone again in two or three days to return to Blue Lock. You were tired of it. It wasn’t even a relationship at this point.

"I’m not a toy you can play with for some time and then abandon like it’s nothing. My patience is not infinite."

"I never said that. It was an opportunity I couldn’t miss, and I wasn’t enough thoughtful to realize about the consequences of my actions. I just hope you can forgive me for it."

You pushed his wrists away from your face, glaring at him coldly, not wanting to cry for him. You took your bag and walked past him successfully this time, opening the door without giving him a single glance; just stopping in your tracks as you reached the doorknob.

"Goodbye, Isagi. I hope you’ll become the player you desired to be for so long."

You were his motivation, the person he wanted to make proud, the person he wanted to impress when showing his new capacities and his strength. The person he wanted to come home to, everyday, as lovesick as the day before. But now, the tears were flowing silently on his cheeks, as he couldn’t process what he saw. You, closing the door behind yourself, leaving him without any chance of coming back. Because you sincerely realize how much you love someone when you actually lose them.

↳ You tried to push him away, in a faint attempt to show how much you hated him right now. But he just stared at you, his gaze never fading, and he tilted your chin up with his hand. The other went straight to your waist, pressing you against him. Your eyes and his met; and you swore you’ve never saw a fonder look in your entire life. Orbs filled with pure love and softness, enamoured unpronounceable words, a silent plea begging your forgiveness. He leaned and kissed you gently, carefully. When he finally broke the kiss, he took your hand in his and intertwined your fingers together, pressing multiple kisses on the back of your hand without breaking the eye contact you both were sharing.

"You deserve someone better, honey. And I want- no, I will become this someone, that will love you properly. I promise you this - and if I break this promise, I swear, you can kill me however you like, it’s up to you."

You bit back a chuckle, amused by his words; but on the depths of your heart, you were fully aware that he was genuine.

"I’ll never disappoint you again. You’re the love of my life, I couldn’t handle loosing you. I’m sorry for what I did, again. I’m an asshole. Really."

He kissed your forehead with so much tenderness, a tenderness you missed during his long absence. He peppered kisses on your face, his grip on your waist tightening, as if you were going to slip away from him. He whispered something else, not daring to break the eye-contact,

"I’d rather watch the whole world burn and experience an endless suffering that having you leaving me for good."

NAGI SEISHIRO tried everything. After multiple unanswered calls and messages left on “seen”, he noticed that you’ve blocked him. He sighed, staring at his ceiling. Was it the end ? He tried to forget you, he really did. He tried to convince himself that you weren’t this important. He tried to wake-up each morning without searching for you underneath the sheets, only to find a cold bed next to him. Occupying his thoughts with games, movies, series, even soccer, wasn’t enough anymore. He needed you in his arms, and he was willing to do every single thing imaginable to get you back.

You were at one of your friend’s apartment, enjoying some time with her watching your favorite series. She left the couch to get you a drink, mumbling a quick "pause the episode, I don’t wanna miss it" before hurrying to the kitchen. You smiled, and did as she asked; until you heard a knock on the door. You frowned.

"You ordered take-out ?", you called your friend from the couch, questionably.

"Nah, I didn’t. Told you we were going to one of my friends’ restaurant this evening."

She came back from the kitchen, two glasses filled in her hands, her brows furrowed. She put them on the table, glancing at the door.

"Who is it then ?"

"Don’t know. Wait, be right back.", she quickly turned around, walking towards the door, and opening it slightly. Her face went blank in approximately 2 seconds, and she gulped.

"Um.. Well, that’s awkward."

You couldn’t hear correctly what your friend said to the stranger; you could only hear a low voice, that sounded awfully familiar. So, you decided to get up, trying to get a peek of the tall figure standing in the corridor.

Your eyes widened.

The series was long forgotten on the screen, the voices echoing between the walls, as you stared, dumbfounded, at him.

Seishiro.

Your friend shifted uncomfortably, deciding to leave you both alone for some privacy as she promptly went to her room. You didn’t know what to say. What to think. But the dark bags under his eyes, that looked stern and empty, his hair even more messy than before, gave you relatively an idea of how the two passed weeks had been for him.

"What are you even doing here, Nagi ?"

Ouch. The use of his name instead of his first name was abysmal; but a relieved sigh escaped from his lips. Finally. Your voice. It sounded so much better than your voicemail, that he had listened every night after you left him in your shared apartment.

"I’m sorry. I- I’m really, fucking sorry for what I did. I miss you, Y/N. I can’t-"

"Nagi, stop. I can’t do this right now."

You cut him instantly, trying to close the door. Well, trying, because he refrained you from doing so, laying his whole strength on the door to keep you from leaving him again.

"Please, Y/N, at least, hear me out."

His voice was pleading, begging even; as much as your heart broke with his wobbly words, you didn’t know what to think, what to say. You bit your inside cheek, wondering what to do, now that he was so close to you, after all this time.

NAGI SEISHIRO looked at you dead in the eye, his own blackish orbs watering at the sight of your frame standing in front of him. His hand wandered to your cheek, his fingertips almost grazing your smooth skin that he missed so bad, as if you were made of real porcelain. Porcelain that he’d break with only one feather touch. So he held back.

"I missed you so much," his voice broke, approaching you hesitantly. "So fucking much. I’m sorry for neglecting you and taking you for granted all the time, I’m sorry I didn’t give you the attention you deserved, the attention you needed. I need you to come back to me. I can’t live without you, baby."

Forgiving him was a tough choice. Your heart was aching at the sight of tears rolling down his cheeks. You’ve never seen Nagi cry before, at least, not cries of pain. But he hurt you, he really did. These two weeks were just obnoxious to him, but they were worse to you. Seeing his texts, his calls, deciding to block him anyway - it was laborious, to say the least, because your feelings for him were still there, haunting your mind constantly, day and night.

The choice was all yours, now.

↳ How could you just forgive him like that ? After all he did ? Sure, you meant a lot to him, but did you mean more than anything else ? You were always second, never the first, and it became clearer each day that passed that you weren’t as important as you thought you would be for him. He didn’t even made time for you in his oh-so-important schedule, focusing on soccer and his fucking games, hanging out with his friends who knows where, instead of you. He chose it. It wasn’t random. You weren’t his priority at all. Sitting patiently on the couch, staring at the door with this constant lovesick gaze, waiting for him to return to finally go on your well promised date. But he never returned. And you weren’t going to return either. It was enough.

"You know what ? You were the first thing in my mind, everyday. You always have been the first person I was thinking of in whatever situation I was in. The only voice I wanted to hear, the only person I wanted to see, the only gaze I wanted to get lost in - now don’t tell me you feel the same."

"I do-", but you immediately cut him off, anger taking the best of you.

"You’re a freaking liar. What’s the next step, uh ? You’re going to promise me you’ve changed ? You think I’m stupid or something ? I’m not naive, Nagi, I’ve never been your priority and I’ll never be."

"You don’t understand, Y/N. I’ve been busy, you’re right, but give me a second chance. I promi- I’ll not make the same mistake again, that’s for sure. I realized that you were extremely important to me, more important that I’d like to admit actually, I can’t bear seeing you without me at your side, it just hurts too much. I’m just asking for a second chance."

"As much as it hurts to say, it’s over. I’m not going to give you a second chance when I knew damn well that it’ll not change anything. If you needed time to process your love for me, I’m definitely going to give you time to process it even more."

His eyes widened when he saw you slowly closing the door, in a faint attempt of ending the discussion.

"No, wait, I beg-"

"Move on. It won’t be so difficult anyway, spend some time with your friends and your games, you’ll soon forget about me."

He was now staring at the wooden door of the apartment, tears streaming down his features. He lost you for good this time. And he finally understood how it felt to receive the same treatment that he gave you; to be abandoned by your lover when you needed them the most.

↳ Seeing him in tears didn’t really help your case. Your heart burnt, and you soon felt yourself tearing up, your vision blurred. You let out a broken sob, to which he responded with a call of your name - desperate, probably as broken as your cries - and he embraced you tightly, his nose nuzzling on your neck, sighing when he finally touched you, melting in the loveable hold he wished to feel again. He kept repeating the same apologies, the same confessions of love, hoping it’d soothe your tears.

"I don’t want to hurt you ever again," he mumbled, stroking the back of your hair gently, "I’ll never hurt you ever again.", he assured with a shaky voice.

He kissed your temple softly, still holding you close to him, your head resting on his chest.

"It’ll be the last time I’ll ever put something above you. You’re the most important thing to me - I can’t live without your presence near me all the time. I’m sorry I just realized that I needed to tell you this now. I should’ve known you deserved to hear it properly,"

"You’ll be my highest priority from now on, as it should’ve been from the very beginning, angel."

BACHIRA MEGURU was anxious. At first, he decided to give you space. He hated arguments with you, always trying to avoid them, and he thought that distancing himself might help the situation. Spoiler alert, it didn’t. Sweaty palms grabbing his phone, and immediately turning it off, utterly incompetent. He didn’t want to argue, to entertain a conflict with you; he prefered your smiles and your soft giggles in tickle fights. He missed them. The sound of your hard laughs, the look of your teasing grins. However, he couldn’t bring himself to text you, nor to call you, afraid that you’d pronounce a dry "it’s over". He couldn’t handle the pain, and avoiding it wasn’t the best idea to fix the issue. Meanwhile, it had been 3 weeks, you were now nearly convinced that your relationship with him had come to an end. No texts, no calls, no attempts to see you, you founded it weird, but you didn’t question it. It worried you a bit, yeah, but you weren’t going to chase after him if he didn’t want to talk about it. You were more hurt than worried; after all your moments together, the shared memories and the heavy feelings, he just moved on this easily ? Even though it was totally his fault ? You just scoffed when your friends asked about him, hiding your devasted state behind a mocking tone, saying it was probably over now. You waited for a message all the time, staring at the screen, angry fat tears rolling down your cheeks in frustration. What an asshole.

"You never texted them ? Bachira, are you crazy ?"

Isagi exclaimed, in utter shock. They were in his bedroom, Isagi was sitting on his bed, unable to process what Bachira just told him. The usually joyful man paced around, his face in his hands.

"I- I didn’t know what to say ! I fucked up really bad this time, I was scared of losing them."

"Man, you definitely lost them now. It’s been 3 weeks, you should’ve said something earlier !", Isagi replied, nearly strangling himself in desbelief.

"I know. What should I do ?"

"Bachira..", he sighed, biting his lip in despair, "it’s probably too late now. They’re most likely thinking that you don’t love them anymore or that you moved on."

"But I didn’t ?", Bachira whined when Isagi stood up and smacked his head, annoyed. Isagi mumbled something inaudible, probably about his naivety or his stupidness, again.

"But that’s what it looks like, bro. You stood them up, and they got no news from you, don’t be stupid. Everyone would think the same thing."

Bachira gulped. He was right. And without hesitation, he ran away from his home, heading towards your place, in hope you would accept his apologies. He never sprinted this fast in his entire life, his muscles burning, his ankles aching from the impact of his feet against the stiff concrete of the streets he was running in. The road seemed even longer than usual, and when he finally arrived on your doorstep, he was panting, his hands shaking as he hesitantly knocked. He felt nauseous. Emotions overwhelmed him when he finally saw your form opening the door with a worried look.

"Meguru ? What are you even doing here ?"

He immediately took you in his arms, his head buried in the crook of your neck, breathing-in your comfortable scent, relieved. You yelped in surprise, not reciprocating the hug.

"I missed you so much."

He muttered, still trying to catch his breath. You frowned, surprised by his presence.

"It had been 3 weeks, Meguru. It’s a bit late to come here."

"I know. I should’ve come earlier. I’m so sorry, Y/N. Please, forgive me ? I promise I won’t do it again !"

BACHIRA MEGURU didn’t want to let go of you, choosing to hold you even tighter, letting his tears soak your shirt. He couldn’t care less about crashing your bones with just arms; if it was possible, he’d live in your skin. That seemed creepy, to say the least, but he enjoyed over-proximity with you, and he couldn’t bear to be apart from you anymore.

The choice was all yours, now.

↳ After 3 weeks, seriously ? You pushed him off of you, clearly not amused by his whines. You just felt anger, disappointment, embarrassment.

"Meguru, you left me alone for 3 weeks straight, and now you’re coming unannounced as if it was actually common ?"

"You don’t understand, Y/N !! I was too anxious of your reaction after our argument. I didn’t know how to deal with the guilt I felt, I didn’t know how to apologize properly.."

"No, you don’t understand. You really think that ghosting and ignoring people as if they never existed was a solution ? I should be the one to do that, not you. You’re always avoiding conflict and I’m so sick of it."

"I know-"

"No, you don’t !", you sneered, taking a long breath to soothe your nerves, "You never did. You haven’t remembered our anniversary - and it’s not the only thing you’ve forgotten along the way. You never took our conversations seriously, you never put any attention in our memories and our celebrations for them. I don’t want to be with someone who’s not even capable of being mindful of our important moments together and of our special dates. If it’s not important to you, alas, it is for me. I won’t give up another thing, especially if it’s something that is dear to me."

"It’s important for me, I swear. I just don’t know how to show it correctly."

"Then learn. But you can count me out."

You opened the door, leaving a broken Bachira behind, reaching after you. But you turned to stop him, giving him a quick nod, a silent no. The weak smile on your face shushed the golden-eyed boy. And he understood.

"I wish you the best, Meguru."

↳ You bit your inside cheek. Always giving promises he couldn’t keep, with a beam and butterfly kisses. And as much as you loved him, you didn’t know if you could tolerate it again, if your heart could handle another betrayal.

"You’re always promising the same things, but you’re never actually changing.", you argued.

"I can. I know I disappointed you, and you have every right to be upset. I’m trying my best, learning to manage my feelings and my habits is hard and tough, but I’ll do it for you. I’m really trying, Y/N,", he said, his voice breaking slightly, "I’m not used to this. It’s- you’re my first love, and I really hope you’ll be my last. I don’t have any experience in terms of relationships. If dates are important to you, I’ll make all the efforts in the world to make them special and memorable. I want to grow old with you, so please, give me one last chance to prove you that I’m worth it."

You hesitated for some seconds. He wasn’t the type to lie, and right now, he sounded strangely serious. It felt out-of-character, but you needed it to actually make up a decision.

"Fine. But it’s your last chance.", you finally whispered,

"Yes ma’am. Trust me on this one, I’ll make you proud of my work."

He sighed, relieved, immediately peppering your face with kisses. You giggled, trying to push him away.

"Gosh, I missed this sound. Oh- and I’m taking you on a date after; that’s the least I can do. I love you to the moon and to saturn, Y/N. Thank you for everything."

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yeuheart · 2 years

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What are you so afraid of?

Synopsis: What are they afraid of in your relationship? | CW: Angst, mentions of breakups but it never happens | Featuring: Hiori Yo, Bachira Meguru, Itoshi Rin | Tags: @hiorisgf

Hiori Yo is afraid that his parents might see u as a distraction to his sport career, and separate you guys. He knows he likes his own time alone but it doesn’t mean he wants to be separated from you. You’re someone he can lean on, a person that distracts him from the pressures of his family. Even then he still cares a lot about his parents opinions and pressures but with you he can just forget it for a little while. He’s not sure how well he’ll hold up anymore without you.

Itoshi Rin is afraid that his words might rub off too harsh on you, and with that you might leave him because of that. He tries his best to soften his words but he can’t just cut ties with his habit so easily. Arguments would arise during the relationship and he’s worried that one of these may be the last one. He wouldn’t know what to do with himself if you guys were to set off on different paths after an argument.

Bachira Meguru is afraid that you might get tired of him, his personality specifically. He knows he’s not the easiest to handle, and he’s grateful that you’re still by his side. But there’s still a chance you might get tired of how he acts and leave him. He’s the type that if you express a single annoyance at him he would overthink it quite a bit, the guilt overwhelming him. You’re someone who understands him and he’s not sure if he can find another who does the same.

#blue lock #blue lock x reader #blue lock angst #blue lock headcanons #bllk hiori #blue lock hiori #hiori yo x reader #hiori yo #hiori x reader #blue lock meguru bachira #bachira meguru x reader #meguru bachira x reader #bachira meguru #rin itoshi #rin itoshi x reader #itoshi rin x reader #rin x reader #itoshi rin #+yeuheart

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imraespace · 29 days

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LIFE'S HARD WHEN YOU'RE INLOVE ─

─ WITH RIN ITOSHI !!

"L/N? Miss. Teieri is looking for you." A student called out to you in the hall.

Miss. Teieri? You have football duties already? You nodded at their words and made your way towards her office.

The walk was.. unpleasant. Only because you forgot which way was her office..

Now lost, you began looking around for help but spotted no one. Wow!

Then you realize that you're nearing the football room, where the team gathers. Maybe that's why there's no one around. Or so you thought!

In the corner of your eyes, you spot him..

Your heart has never dropped so low.. so fast in your life. It's too early to speak to him! At least that's how you feel.

Fright taking over your mind, you sped walk in another direction, ignoring the fact that you may or may not look silly right now.

At least it worked in your favor! Because Rin completely ignored you.

Silly you, you're the last thing on his mind right now.

At least the fright led you in the right direction! Somehow, you made it to her office.

Finally, taking a deep breath, you rested your hand on the door knob and quietly opened it.

Inside, you were greeted with the familiar cool air you longed for. Miss. Teieri doesn't seem to have noticed you as yet, too into the show she's currently watching.

You didn't know if you should call her or not, so you silently walking up to her desk. The sound of her show.. shows? Got louder with each step.

"Um hello?" You muttered, but she softly shushed you.

Is the show that good? You peaked a bit to see what she's watching and it seems that she's indeed watching two different shows. One was football-related and another one seemed to be a reality show.

The reality show caught your eye, witnessing the drama that's unfolding and the large amount of money they're losing. All because of a kiss?

You let out a small huff.

"I bet if I were there I wouldn't kiss anyone if I'm being rewarded money." You commented, Anri followed that with an approving nod.

Then she realized that you're here.

"Oh L/N! I called you here because I have a task for you tomorrow!" She informed you.

"Is it related to the match?" You asked her.

She slightly nodded.

"A little bit, I just thought you could come and greet them at the end of the match! You can also get a free front-row seat at the game." She justified.

To you, it seems that she maybe wants to befriend you.. You shrugged at the thought.

"Alright. Can I watch that show with you?" You asked her.

"Of course!" She answered back, closing off the football game on the side, pulling aside a seat for you.

There sat the both of you, eating whatever snacks she had before, with her completely forgetting the task Ego gave her to do. Just this once she forgot.

She's bonding with a student right now!

This duo is currently in practice. Followed by your other friends, Seishiro and Reo, Hyoma and Aryu had now arrived on the field, after their little gathering with you.

Behind them followed Rin Itoshi. The group had formed and noticed that their coach, Jinpachi Ego, was waiting for them.

He gave them a pep talk, one you cannot imagine because you don't know football. Kick ball!

But one thing you do know for sure is that this practice seems more serious than before. One thing on their mind was Goal.

Rin's mind at this moment, why the hell is Isagi Yoichi pretending he doesn't give him water with secret notes.

So before practice had begun, Rin decided to confront the boy.

"Isagi." Rin started.

The conversation they were having, Meguru, Sei, Reo, and Hyoma was now at a stop now that Isagi was being requested.

Yoichi turned his body in his direction, showing the boy that he caught his attention.

"What are you trying to get at?"

"Huh?"

Rin sighed, pulling out crumpled paper from his pocket.

"What are these supposed to be? Are you looking down on me or something?" Rin continued, almost starting an argument.

Yoichi stared at the paper, confused by the accusations.

"Uh, let me see it.." he mumbled as Rin shoved it in his hand.

There Yoichi sees the messages left for Rin.. with his name sighed at the end.

Meguru peeked, wanting to see what's the drama and then began to laugh.

"You're sending love notes Yoichi?" Meguru joked, trying to hold in his laughter.

It caused Reo to chuckle a bit, along with Hyoma. The group was now giggling at the poor boy. Yoichi, feeling embarrassed that someone was using HIS name for this, he then realized something odd..

"Hey wait a minute.." he mumbled, staring at one note.

His heart dropped when he realized..

"Erm, doesn't this look familiar guys.." Yoichi muttered, showing the cat face..

The group stopped laughing for a bit and then shared a look with each other, leaving Rin being the only confused person now.

"No way.." They all muttered.

Yoichi turned back to the male in front of him and gave him an apology.

"I'm gonna make a group chat later.." Meguru started.

"How about after the match." Hyoma reminded him.

Seishiro thought back on the times you acted weird, only holding onto that one book you have. The gears slowly moved in his head.

Rin on the other hand, now convinced that it wasn't Yoichi based of the group's reaction, wonders who the actual culprit is..

He rolled his eyes thinking about it.

What a hassle..

## LIFE'S HARD WHEN YOU'RE INLOVE. --

╴“ WITH RIN ITOSHI?? „

ฅ^._.^ฅ : some things about y/n !! she mostly sleeps through the day, only does stuff IF needed !! with her given gift of being effortlessly smart , all she does in her free time is : nap , eat , sleep. hmm what if.. one day y/n develops a crush and now has to ACTUALLY work to achieve a goal ? : date rin itoshi !!

8 // 10

note: this chapter is a bit short but the other one is around 3.2k words ahahah..

TAGLIST: @deezy12299 @kuroronana @khoiyyu @swagkittybear @shidousprincess @starbarfbunni @jealovsie (OPEN)

! if you didn't get tag, that means your acc didn't show up :(

-`♥︎´- for this story, i'm trying a something new, which includes words/phrases, foods and hometowns from japan and germany. if there's any errors please point it out !

-`♥︎´- word count : 946

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darlingbabyboo · 1 year

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"Please don't leave me... "

♥︎Possible breakup, how do Blue Lock boys fight for you? ♥︎

Don't leave is on the tip of Isagi's tongue but he can't say it. How do you make something right when you've screwed up everything? What do you do when the love of your life is slipping from you and you don't have the words to tell them that they can't leave? Does he even deserve you? He pushes away the thoughts that tell him to let you go. That says it's not worth it. He'll keep trying, makes sure to show you how much he loves you. You're perfect, astounding, spectacular. He knows that he doesn't deserve you but he needs you. Please don't leave.

Okay is what Bachira says, but he doesn't want you to leave. Don't you know how much you mean to him? How much you've changed his life. He was so alone without you, you've completed him and have made him so unbelievably happy. You guys might not spend as much time together but don't you know how precious you are to him. He takes off, any game, any event, nothing is as important as you. He needs to show his love. How important you to him. You've changed his life for the better and he can't let you go now.

Considers it. Just for a minute. Just a second. Nagi knows that things have been getting so strained lately. The usual casualty of your relationship has become forced. It's taking so much effort lately to keep the love alive, it's so difficult to make keep things good. Wouldn't everything be better if you just left. His heart aches at the thought. Thinking of you not by his side makes him feel like someone covered him in gasoline and threw a match on him. He doesn't care how much effort he has to put in. You're worth it. He can't lose you.

Not going to happen. You can't break up with him. You can't leave him. Don't you know how much you mean to him. What you've done for him- to him. He's nothing without you, all his riches and treasures mean jackshit if you're not by his side. He wants to be the one to make you happy, always wants to be the reason for your smile. He's throwing money left and right, he's making sure you always know how much he values you. Reo would break if you left him, so please don't.

Don't you know... How much you mean to him. How close you two have become. How much you matter to him. Rin knows that he's not the best at expressing his feelings. Knows he's closed off and he's horrible with emotions, but don't you know... He loves you. Please don't leave. Please.

#blue lock headcanons #blue lock scenarios #blue lock x reader #blue lock fluff #isagi yoichi x reader #isagi x reader #bachira x reader #bachira meguru x reader #nagi x reader #nagi seishiro x reader #rin x reader #rin itoshi x reader #reo x reader #reo mikage x reader #blue lock angst

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marcobodtlives · 7 months

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It’s honestly quite gay when a character’s intrinsic purpose (in both life and their role in the plot of the story) is inextricably linked to another character.

Marco’s purpose was to encourage Jean’s character development as a leader, while Jean’s purpose is to keep that pile of ashes proud.

Ymir’s purpose was to protect Historia like nobody was able to protect Ymir.

Yuji’s purpose is to save Megumi, and Megumi feels responsible for Yuji.

Meguru’s purpose is to play soccer with Yoichi and awaken his ‘monster’.

The list goes on and on -

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frosted-hyacinth · 23 days

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𝐈𝐝𝐨𝐥 𝐥 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐈𝐝𝐨𝐥!𝐚𝐮 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 : chapter I

Feat. too many blue lock characters to list... (theres like 19 love interests...) Tags. fluff, maybe some angst later on cw. NOT EDITED, (if there are any more, please let me know) note. my run-on sentences are coming backkk noooo also how did i forget the word facility?? (I had to google it until i remembered...) also a lil short as always sorry! (had this in my drafts for quite some time lol)

masterlist. (non-existent for now) next.

It was your first time at a concert. You were at a concert that your friend bought tickets for but ended up not being able to go and now you were here. She'd told you last minute that she had an urgent family problem and that she wouldn't be able to go. However, she didn't want to waste the tickets she'd brought so she handed them to you and ran off, not letting you refuse.

You didn't really think you were into these idol things but when you saw her dancing across the stage with those... eyes... You were captivated. You couldn't look away.

That was the moment you knew, you wanted to be just like her. An idol that could captivate the eyes of anyone watching them, the kind that told everyone look at me without a word. The center of attention.

After years of hard work, it payed off.

☆ ⋆･ﾟ:⋆･ﾟ

You sighed, a while ago, your manager, Emi, had told you to do a job with Itoshi Sae. It was supposed to be just normal modelling, something that came with being an idol but the whole experience was just tiring. The images came out perfect, better than perfect even but the Itoshi was much less agreeable to work with. That was not something you'd want to do again.

But now? Your manager was telling you that you'd gotten an invite to have a collaboration with 'Blue Lock.' A program Jinpachi Ego (a person who you personally found a little creepy) created to find a perfect male idol. It turned out that they had already eliminated a handful of people, leaving behind

Emi said that if you joined, you'd get much more publicity than you are right now and your PR team even said that this would be good for you. You would have said yes anyway but with the way they seemed like they were begging you to join, you couldn't refuse them anyway.

That was how you found yourself in a bus ride with 'Anri Teieri' to the Blue Lock facility, arriving finally at a large pentagon-shaped building.

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sae-rins · 1 year

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WHEN THEY SEE YOU WEARING LINGERIE

with : reo, rin, kaiser, sae, ness

tw! nsfw, mentions of porn

Reo is flushed, he wants to touch himself so badly, too bad he was tied down. You sat down his lap and started kissing him. Your belly hit his dick, and he tried so hard to hump to at least get friction. You began teasing his tip with your thumb. His eyes rolled up to his skull, he was in heaven, he swore he could’ve came immediately. “Y/n please stop teasing, I can’t help it anymore, please~”

“Rin, come on don’t be shy come touch me, or maybe you could fuck me right now” you say. Rin muffles as his drool drips down his beautifully built body, the gagging device and the ties were holding him down, his dick is so hard it hurts. “You’re so cute Rinnie.” You went down on your knees and started sucking on his tip while tracing his veins, he whimpers, he really wants to fuck you till the break of dawn right now, but theres things holding him down. He swore once he gets untied he will fuck you till you’re humbled.

Kaiser looks at you like you’re an angel sent from heaven, but oh the way you make his dick feel makes him feel like his being punished by a succubus, your lingerie is so beautiful but he wants to rip it all off to see all of you, he wants you to ride him faster but his hands are tied, you thrusted slowly to tease him, he moans, his moans can put a shame to porn stars, he is so vocal, Kaiser feels that he is about to cum, his eyes rolling back, his hair messy, he was breathing hard. You sensed that he was about to cum so, you pulled out. Kaiser was shocked, “y/n baby come on.. I was so close shit”

Sae was shocked when he woke up and see that he was tied down to the bed, he turned around in panic, that was till you peeked your head in your huge walk in closet, you opened the door and there you were, in your slutty lingerie only from the best manufacturers, sae picked that out for you. You went up to the bed and sat on his crotch, oh how badly he wanted to fuck you. “Good morning sae~” you said in a slutty tone. “Please y/n, fuck me.” You began to grind on his crotch and he was going crazy, to bad you were only starting

Ness was crying, begging to be touched, his dick felt so sensitive, the vibrator felt so good, he lost his patience and was crying already “please y/n please… n-need it now ah-“ he looked adorable, you slowly rubbed your clit to his tip, and began seductively rubbing between the lingerie ties. He was a moaning mess, you felt bad and decided to give him what he wanted, after all he’s been a good boy..

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acdelmnort · 1 year

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a fanart of the A Break Well Spent series by HopeyHope on ao3 ! Please go read it if u love these two boys… its so so good

archiveofourown.org/series/3388618

#i love this fic sm #its everything u could ever ask for…#like aquarium date AND sleepover?? with FEELINGS?? hell YEAH???#the fluff and the teeny angst is AMAZING #the comfort at the end…i love it #but most specially the fluff. the FLUFF.#truly a masterpiece #bachisagi is consuming my soul rn #bachisagi #bcis #isbc #isabachi #bluelock #isagi yoichi #bachira meguru #THEYRE BOTH SO IN LOVE #its insane #my art

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tojisbbg · 1 year

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𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧

❝if i told you, you know how to go and break my heart in two.❞

♡ bachira meguru ♡

a/n: i love him so much, he’s such a cutie patootie :< reblogs, comments and likes are very much appreciated!! it’s my second blue lock writing piece :)

content: bachira meguru x reader, childhood friends to lovers, slight mention of bullying, just you both being cute weirdos, mostly very fluffy, little angsty, hurt/comfort, kissing, very self-indulgent (lmao), not edited.

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it was time for recess and you hummed a little tune the teacher played earlier when everyone sat in a circle for music time. you were skipping towards the park, wishing to swing and slide to your heart’s content.

you didn’t have any friends and your teacher along with your parents were worried about how this would affect your upbringing. you were only in second grade and a social life was crucial at this age. but, your interests and creativity was as vast as the sea. being the weird kid wasn’t always that bad, you just accepted the fact that you were more unique than others.

nothing wrong with that.

besides, you enjoyed spending your time alone. you had more time to explore by yourself, find your interests, and playing by yourself was always an adventure because your mind was as exhaustively curious as your actions.

you were startled to hear a bunch of kids roaring in anger, your gaze turning to the side where the small field was. you saw a bunch of kids from your class stomping on something, or rather someone, while angrily spewing words.

your eyebrows furrowed in fury, bravely marching up to them as you threw the apple in your hand straight at one of the kid’s face. the jerk winced, looking at you with a glare.

“what’s your deal, freak?” he taunted, making you scoff.

“is hurting others that fun? well then, i love fun! why don’t you let me join in, but instead i’ll stomp on you, ‘kay?” you darkly said, pointing at the kid as he harshly gulped. his forehead was already slightly throbbing from your previous attack of throwing the apple at him.

“l-let’s go guys, these weirdos are creeping me out.” the boy stuttered, grabbing his lunchbox before scrambling with this friends. the small crowd of bullies cleared up, allowing you to get a look at the victim.

you saw the little boy on the ground, wincing in pain as he slowly sat up. he had a slight bob cut, uneven bangs covering his forehead while the tips of his hair in the back were blonde.

“you okay?” you softly asked, sitting on your knees as you placed a small hand on top of his. the boy weakly nodded his head, looking up at you with a pained smile as a little bit of blood trickled down from his nose.

“oh, you’re bleeding. come with me, i’ll fix ya up!” you chirped, grabbing his hand as you pulled him up with you. he quickly bent down to grab his soccer ball before being dragged away by you.

you led him to the park, climbing up the stairs to reach the small bridge. the both of you sat down and you opened your lunchbox, pulling out the hello kitty bandages you always carried around.

“what’s your name?” you asked, watching him rub away the tears that were streaming down his face.

“meguru.” he sniffled, making you thin your lips.

“i’m y/n. here, use this.” you said, handing him a tissue as he quietly thanked you.

“those guys were a bunch of meanies.” you spoke, cleaning up the blood from his nose with a tissue.

“yeah, but they’re right. i’m a weirdo and that’s why no one wants to be friends with me.” bachira looked down at his hands, making you frown.

“there’s nothing wrong with being a weirdo, i’d rather sail the ocean to the neverlands by myself than have those bullies on my boat to sink me.” you joked, making the boy in front of you laugh. you smiled upon seeing him finally cheer up, grabbing one of your hello kitty band-aids before putting it on bachira’s nose.

“i always carry these around because i get hurt a lot from falling down.” you sheepishly grinned, pointing at the same hello kitty band-aid that was on your nose.

“ah, we’re matching!” he exclaimed, making you nod.

“yeah! hey, wanna go on an adventure with me?” you asked with a cheeky look, making his eyes widen.

“me?” bachira asked, clearly confused on why you’d ask him to play with you.

“mhm, i need a partner. so, will you?” you questioned him once again, and without hesitation, bachira nodded his head as he grabbed your hand once again. your heart fluttered, a small blush tinting your cheeks.

“yes!!” he giggled, dragging you with him off of the play area even though he didn’t have a clue where to go. bachira liked holding your hand, the warmth from your small hands on his was comforting.

“first, we need to make a kingdom.” you instructed, walking towards the sandbox as you both took off your shoes before entering the small pit. you and bachira grabbed the neatly stacked buckets and shovels before starting your construction.

“who’s gonna live here?” he questioned, watching you attentively tap the back of the bucket before pulling it off, you tongue sticking out at the corner of your lips from focus.

“me and you, silly. it’s our kingdom, just for us.” you casually responded and bachira didn’t know why but his tummy felt like there was a bunch of butterflies swarming inside.

“o-oh, okay.” bachira stuttered, getting a little shy because he’s never caught anyone’s attention nor did anyone dedicate anything to him.

“why? do you not like it? we could add more things or-”

“no! i would like to live here with you, y/n. it’ll be our neverland.” bachira gave you a warm smile, making you giggle as you nodded your head.

“yup, we’re gonna have so many fun things. a whole river of chocolate, volcanoes made out of cake, a huge castle with big and bouncy beds and the clouds will be cotton candy!!” you excitedly informed him, making bachira gasp as he clapped his hands, looking at you like you just lit up his entire world.

“and it’ll rain gum drops!” he added on, the both of you high-fiving before continuing to build your kingdom.

recess would soon be over as the teacher called all the kids inside. you and bachira walked inside the classroom while holding hands, making all the other stupid children whisper and gossip. you saw bachira lower his head and you felt yourself get a little annoyed.

“oh, y/n! you made a new friend?” your teacher rushed over, a relieved smile once she saw you both.

“yup, me and meguru are best friends forever. so, if anyone has a problem with him has a problem with me.” you said very loud and clear, hearing the whispers die down as you’re sure the kid from earlier probably told people around him about the incident.

the rest of the day was spent as usual and class would soon be over. you waited for your mom to come and pick you up, passing time with bachira who was also waiting for his mom to come.

“follow me.” you whispered, linking your arms with his as you pulled him away from the teacher who was busy talking to another parent.

“huh? won’t we get in trouble, though?” bachira tried to reason, but you shook your head.

“nope, we just have to be quiet.” you placed a finger on your lips, trying to hush him. bachira agreed with your words, allowing you to take him wherever you pleased. you guys were now in the school’s garden, filled with a variety of pretty flowers.

“you see those things flying around? my papa told me that they’re called fireflies when we were gardening.” you told him, crouching down as you observed the tiny insects flying.

“so cool, but why are they called that? do they have fire powers?” bachira innocently asked, making you chuckle. it was still lightly outside, so the creatures looked like normal flies or other flying insects.

“catch one of them and you’ll see the magic.” you suggested and bachira looked at you with a weird look at first, a little bewildered but he decided to trust you. after a few minutes of struggling, he caught one and quickly closed his palms.

“got it!” he laughed with a pant, showing you his closed palms.

“good, now open your hands and see.” you encouraged him and he did so, only for his face to be scrunched up in disgust.

“eww.” bachira said as he scrutinized the squashed bug on the palm of his hands, yellow liquid on his flesh.

“you squished it, meguru.” you laughed, fishing out a tissue from your pocket as you wiped his hands. bachira couldn’t be bothered about the dead bug in his hands, more caught up on how gently you wiped away the remains of the bug.

it made his chest feel fuzzy.

“here, i’ll help you.” you offered, grabbing his hands as you tried to slowly and gently catch one of the fireflies with him. bachira watched your every move with nothing but amazement.

“got one.” you blurted out, feeling the firefly circle around the walls it’s been placed in which would be your and bachira’s hands.

“now watch closely.” you sang out before slowly releasing the firefly, the neon green light no visible on the butt of the bug. bachira gasped, his eyes widening as he watched the creature light up.

“wow!! that was so cool, y/n.” bachira’s face warmed, adrenaline being pumped inside his veins from how much serotonin you caused him to release from such simple actions.

“meguru, home time!”

“y/n, papa’s here! let’s go, honey!”

you both heard your parents call for you in the distance.

“will we play together again tomorrow?” he nervously asked, looking at you with his bright honey colored eyes. his hands clutched onto his shirt near his heart, gulping harshly as he tried to prepare himself in case you’d decline his offer. bachira didn’t know why, but today still felt like a dream to him, he’s never had this much fun in school before.

bachira would always play by himself in the corner, either in the building blocks section or dribbling with his soccer ball. he would eat alone and even when he’d go home, he’d spent most of his time with his mom.

of course, bachira didn’t mind spending time with his mom as she was the only person bachira held so dearly in his little heart. however, even though birthdays were spent with him and his mom, it still felt quite lonely.

but now bachira grew fond of you. your existence in his life now has turned his world around.

“of course we will! we’ll play together forever and ever because we’re best friends forever now.” you hugged him, making him stiffen from the sudden action of affection. but soon, bachira would give in and hug you back before letting out a small giggle.

“thanks, y/n. i love playing with you.”

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“incominggg!!” you screamed, lunging towards the figure of the boy who was breathing heavily on the soccer field. you latched onto bachira’s back, giggling as his turned his head to the side to look at you through his peripheral vision.

“y/n?!” bachira exclaimed in shock, quickly letting go of the soccer ball in his hands to tightly grasp the back of your thighs so that you don’t fall.

“who else would it be, meguru?” you asked, your tone a little sarcastic which made him laugh.

“you’re right, just didn’t expect you to be here. are you stalking me?” he teased you, making you hum in response.

“maybe, why? i can’t even come to my best friend’s games to support him?” you faked a dramatic cry, making bachira roll his eyes as he walked over to the bench with you still on his back to grab his duffle bag.

“alright, you little drama queen. so, how was i?” bachira gave you a smirk, making you shoot out your hand to give him a thumbs up.

“awesome as always, duhh! we’re talking about the bachira meguru, aka my best friend, who is the world’s best dribbler in soccer!” you continued to shower him in compliments, making the tips of his ears go red from slight embarrassment.

“hm, good. you should always look at me during these games, you know.” bachira arrogantly said, making you pinch his cheeks.

“don’t get too cocky now, or else you’ll get ahead of yourself.” you warned him as you watched him wince from your tight squeeze.

“okay, okay, i got it.” bachira quickly blurted out, walking home with you as you yawned.

“mm, meguru you’re all sweaty, sticky and nasty. hurry up and take us home.” you whined, making him scoff.

“you threw yourself on my back willingly, not my fault.” he quickly defended, making you let out a heavy sigh. despite your complaints, you snuggled closer to him and felt his hold on you tighten.

“i know, it’s because i missed you so much and i was so excited that your team won. also, i like being close to you like this, you feel warm.” you mumbled to yourself, feeling yourself get a little sleepy as you rested your cheek on his shoulder. the blonde tips of his hair tickled your face, but you didn’t care that much.

“yeah?” he asked, feeling his heart jump when he felt the slight graze of your nose and lips against the skin of his neck. you and bachira have been friends for about eleven years now, the both of you stuck to each other by the hip like glue.

everything on your mind, going on in your life and just anything in general had to be shared with bachira. he was your other half, the only person in the entire world that you cherished more than life itself after your parents. the same went for bachira, you were like a warm spring breeze after a rough winter, refreshing and comforting.

he couldn’t have wished for a better friend than you.

bachira would soon hear soft snores in his ear, the feeling of your warm breath fanning over his neck as you peacefully slumbered on his back. his lips curled upwards unknowingly, shaking his head in disbelief.

“i’m home.” bachira announced as he entered the doors of his home, kicking his shoes off while still making sure to hold you tightly while he does so. his mom comes out of the kitchen, an apron wrapped around her body as she gave her son a welcoming smile.

“welcome home, meguru. oh, y/n is here too? my, my! you should’ve told me earlier, i would’ve made her favorite for dinner.” bachira’s mother said in disappointment, her eyes traveling to your sleeping form on her son’s back. she came towards you before lightly booping your nose, watching you scrunch your nose from the sudden impact before she softly chuckled at your reaction.

bachira’s mom absolutely adored you, crying on every single birthday of bachira’s when you’d show up at their doorsteps in your cute little dress and a box neatly wrapped with a bow. the way you loved and adored her son made her heart swell with happiness, knowing that in this world perhaps some kind of good does exist.

that good being you.

to bachira’s mom, you were an angel sent from heaven and she loves you to pieces just like how she loves her son.

“y/n is fine with anything you cook, mama. i’m gonna set her on my bed then go shower.” bachira assured his worried mother, making her nod as she patted his unoccupied shoulder.

“okay- oh! i almost forgot, some mail came in for you today, meguru.” his mother scurried over to the small table by the tv, grabbing the envelope before handing it to her son. bachira hummed in response, thanking her before heading upstairs to his room.

bachira entered his room, gently laying you down on his bed. he saw you fuss for a minute, groaning at the loss of contact with his body. bachira watched you in pure amusement, hands at his hips as he observed you. deciding to not be mean, he placed a pillow between your arms which you instinctively hugged tightly before dozing back into a deep sleep.

bachira placed the envelope on his study table, deciding to open it after he showered. by the time he stepped out of his bathroom, he saw you sitting up on the bed, drenched in sweat as you fanned yourself. the sight of bachira coming out of the shower half naked with only a towel wrapped around his waist wasn’t a new sight for you nor did you mind it.

you both were very comfortable around each other and bachira didn’t mind it either. though, your eyes would always stay a few seconds longer on his very well sculpted body. he was slightly shorter than his other teammates, even though he was nearly 5′8 in height and easily hovered above you. regardless, his body was in great condition as he worked out very frequently.

“oh, sleeping beauty has awakened?” he teased, watching your red and hot flushed face have beads of sweat cover it. you gave him a quick glare before throwing a pillow at him.

“shut up, i’m boiling here. it feels like i’m in satan’s butthole.” you said, making him snort from your obnoxious commentary.

“my bad, i forgot to turn on the air conditioner before i left. just go and take a shower, it’ll help you cool off. i’ll have the room be cold by the time you come back.” bachira suggested and you decided to go along with his idea, probably stinking of sweat anyways.

you opened his closet, rummaging through his clothes to find a t-shirt and a pair of shorts to wear. bachira heard you close the door of his bathroom and the ‘click’ sound of the lock, indicating that you’ve already gone to shower. he took this as an opportunity to slip on his clothes before going over to his desk to grab the ac remote. he pressed the power button, the roaring of the cool air immediately starting to cool off his room.

as bachira was setting down the remote, his eyes fell on the envelope his mom handed him earlier. he grabbed the mail, sitting down on the bed before ripping it open. he took out the letter and began to read it.

“blue lock?” bachira murmured to himself, eyes continuing to scan the paper. he realized that finally his talent and love for soccer was getting the recognition that it deserved. bachira was aware of how skillful he was, never denying the fact that he was some kind of soccer prodigy. even as a child, his love and passion for soccer set him to be different than the other kids.

bachira meguru’s talent in soccer is what made him be seen as the freak in school.

“ahh, that feel so much better.” your voice woke him up from his trance, shoving the paper inside the envelope before shoving it under his pillow. he didn’t know why he did that as he never hid anything from you. but, bachira felt like he needed some more time to think on it before letting you know.

“see, i told you.” bachira gave you a smile, watching you almost drown in his clothes because of how baggy they were around you. but, you liked wearing bachira’s clothes because it was so comfortable and roomy.

you plopped on his bed right next to him, enjoying the cold air from the ac hitting your freshly showered face. you drew random shapes on bachira’s hand before playing with his fingers. your eyes would always fall on the band tightly secured on his ring finger, your initials on it as you had a matching one with him on your finger with his intials on it. on the side, a small drawing of a firefly was engraved on it.

it was a promise ring that you both gave each other to never leave each other’s side ever. to some it may seem like some silly promise a bunch of stupid teenagers made at the age of sixteen, but this promise was something you and bachira held to both of your hearts very strictly.

“y/n.” bachira suddenly called out your name.

“hm?” you hummed in response.

“what would you do if i had to go away for like a few months?” he asked out of the blue, looking into your eyes for an honest answer.

“i would kill myself.” you blurted out without any hesitation. bachira’s eyes widened and his jaw fell open.

“what?!” he exclaimed, making you burst into a fit of laughter from his priceless reaction.

“y/n, that was not funny!” he whined, shoving you to the side as you calmed down from your laughing high.

“sorry, sorry, but i was partially kidding. anyways, this is actually what i would do.” you said, making him tilt his head in confusion as he watched you attentively to see what your next move would be.

you sat up, climbing onto him before tightly wrapping your arms around him. your legs straddled his waist and your arms wrapped around his neck. bachira’s head spun around, the scent of his shampoo was hitting his senses as your wet hair tickled his nose.

“i’d super glue myself on you so that wherever you go, you’d be forced to take me with you. or, i’ll chain you inside my basement as hostage so that you can’t leave.” you joked, making him chuckle as you felt the vibration from his chest waving on yours.

“so dramatic.” he squished your cheeks together, making a pout form on your lips.

“we’re talking about basically my life support here. i can’t let you leave my side, then what will i do? who will i come to when even the slightest minor inconvinience occurs in my life? nope, you’re not going anywhere, meguru.” you quickly shook your head, tightening your embrace around him as you shoved your head in the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent that you never got tired of.

you always said these kind of things to him, so bachira was used to it. but, after getting that note from that blue lock place, your words were hitting a different spot in his heart. bachira couldn’t deny the fact that you did things to him, you made his heart feel funny and his stomach churn with nervousness.

he convinced himself that perhaps it was a silly little crush that he grew up with because you were his first friend and pretty much the only person he ever paid attention to. bachira thought that he’d get over it as time passed by, but it only seemed that his feelings for you grew stronger and stronger.

yet, he would silence those pesky feelings because he didn’t want to ruin this beautiful friendship of his with you. bachira loved being friends with you and even though he’d feel like he’s over the moon if you were his lover, he’d rather not risk it. the boy would feel destroyed and never forgive himself if he were to ever lose you from his life.

“meguru, y/n! dinner’s ready, come downstairs.” you both heard his mom call for you guys, making you roll off of him as you both headed downstairs.

the fresh smell of chicken stew along with stir-fried noodles hit you nose, making your mouth water. you looked at the dinner table and saw it filled with many of your and bachira’s favorite food.

“ms. yu! ahh, you ate and left no crumbs again.” you complimented, shamelessly sitting down next to bachira as you quickly grabbed your chopsticks, inhaling the noodles. his mother watched you with heart eyes, loving how you appreicated her as much as you did to her son.

“i wanted to make more of your favorite dishes but it was getting late, meguru didn’t tell me you were coming over.” she said, slight guilt washing over her tone as she always tried her best to please you just like how she pleased her son.

“are you kidding? this is heavenly, i’d cross the seven seas just for a bite.” you hummed in bliss as you continued to eat. you made the woman very happy with your words, watching her eyes glimmer.

“make sure to eat a lot then.” she came over to ruffle your hair and you eagerly nodded your head.

you knew bachira’s situation was a little complicated. from the very beginning it has always been just bachira and his mom. she worked part time at a local supermarket while making some extra cash on the side as an artist. bachira told you that his dad abandoned the family when his mother found out that she was pregnant, leaving her to raise a child all by herself.

the story still brings you to tears every time you remember it. both bachira and his mother suffered a lot, especially the poor woman. raising a child alone was difficult, and you knew that making ends meet was very hard on ms. yu. yet, you couldn’t help but be so proud of her for raising her son so well.

she was an amazing mom and you always made sure to make her a mother’s day card every year to remind her that she deserved more recognition than she gets.

“did you open the mail, meguru?” his mom suddenly asked, catching your ears as you looked at bachira with curious eyes. you saw how the spoon stopped on his lips, as he harshly swallowed.

“yeah.” bachira answered, a small smile on his lips.

“you got a letter, meguru? from who? a secret girlfriend or maybe the lottery?” you threw crazy assumptions on the table, making his mom chuckle from your silly behavior.

“no, you idiot. it’s from this soccer bootcamp place called blue lock. they gave me an invitation to join them and they said that they can help me get into nationals.” bachira finally released the bomb, a nervous laugh following after his last few words. his mom gasped in shock, her chopsticks dropping from her hold as she rushed over to her son’s side, pulling him into a tight hug.

“oh my god!! that’s so amazing, meguru! is it finally getting fun, now?” she rocked him back and forth, petting his head as bachira smiled brightly.

“yeah.” he answered, his eyes trailing to your figure as you stopped eating. your chopsticks poking and playing around with your food. you noticed bachira’s stare on you and you quickly fixed your face, giving him your best smile you could make at the moment.

“come here, y/n!” bachira’s mother opened her arms wider, ushering you to come and join the hug. you got up from your chair, accepting the invitation as you rubbed her back while she cried tears of joy.

“congrats, meguru.” you mumbled into his hair, trying very hard to contain your own tears. but the thing is, you didn’t know if these tears were from happiness or sadness.

“i’m gonna go to the bathroom real quick.” you quickly excused yourself, running upstairs as you entered his room. you knew that bachira would most likely follow in afterwards, so you locked yourself in his bathroom. all the tears that you’ve been holding in came down like a waterfall, as you sobbed in your palms.

you knew it was selfish of you to think this way, you know that you should be happy for him. and you were happy! deep in your heart, you were so proud of bachira for coming such a long way. you knew that he struggled with his self-confidence since childhood, underestimating his abilities because those jackass kids continued to kick him around.

but, you were his wall. you protected him and supported him every single step of the way. you knew that if bachira went to blue lock, then he could definitely make it to nationals and one day play for the world cup to bring victory home.

you had faith in him as you always rooted for him.

if he could win then it would help his mom with their finances so much. you knew that a huge boulder would be relieved from her shoulders.

yet, you couldn’t help but let a piece of you feel shattered. you’ve never been away from bachira for long as even long distance vacations would involve both your parents and bachira’s mom to go together. you chest squeezed in pain, never expecting that the day you’d have to let him go would come this soon.

“y/n, you okay in there?” you heard a knock on the bathroom door as bachira called out for you. you quickly cleared your throat before speaking.

“yeah, give me a minute.” you tried your best to sound as normal and coherent as possible. you flushed the toilet to pretend that you were using it before turning on the faucet to wash your hands and face. after drying yourself, you opened the bathroom door and was met with your best friend’s clearly concerned face.

“calm down, i just had an upset stomach ‘cause i ate too fast.” you quickly tried to dismiss him with your lie, only to earn a scoff from him.

“liar.” he shot you down, making you wince as you knew that there was no point in even trying to lie to him. this man has known you pretty much his entire life, so he knew you like the back of his hand.

“i’m not.” you still tried to argue with your reasoning, though you knew it was futile. you laid down on his bed, grabbing your phone as you tried to busy yourself with scrolling through social media. bachira followed behind you, sitting next to your laying form.

he looked at you with furrowed eyebrows, his gaze was intense and it was getting extremely hard to keep your character.

“yeah, no.” bachira blurted out, swiftly grabbing the phone out of your hands before setting it on the floor beneath him. you looked at him with small glare.

“hey, i was watching how to make tirimisu! give it back.” you grumbled, draping yourself over his lap as you tried to reach the ground to grab your phone. however, bachira had enough of your games.

he pushed you down on the bed before caging you between his arms as you were now pinned down under him. your eyes widened as you could feel heat rising to your cheeks. bachira looked at you with a frown when you tried to avert your gaze away from him.

“hey, don’t look away from me.” he pouted, bringing a hand to grab your chin to force you to face him again. you let out a sigh, looking at him with sad eyes. it was no point in hiding your emotions anymore knowing how persistent he was.

“i know that whole blue lock thing is bothering you, y/n.” bachira said as if he was reading your mind on the side.

“no-”

“y/n, i know it is. i’m not stupid, i know when you’re bothered and what’s bothering you.” he snapped at you, making you let out a heavy sigh.

“fine, yeah it is.” you shamefully admitted, not wanting to even look at him in the eyes. it was such a great opportunity and instead of cheering him on, you were trying to hold him back.

“okay.” bachira simply said, getting off of you as you cocked an eyebrow in confusion. you watched him grab the letter before crumbling it into a little ball, walking over the the trash can by his door. your eyes widened as you quickly jumped out of the bed, stopping in front of him to block him from throwing the paper out.

“are you crazy, meguru?!” you questioned his sanity, watching him shrug your shock off.

“if it bothers you then i won’t go. i love soccer but i love you more, as long as i can play with people and have you by my side then i’m fine.” bachira answered you and that familiar feeling of your chest tightening came back. an overwhelming feeling of just wanting to crash yourself onto him and keep bachira all to yourself powered over you.

“oh, meguru..” you breathed out, tears welling in your eyes before streaming down your cheeks. you pulled him into a bone crushing hug, making bachira stumble behind as his knees hit the side of the bed. you purposely pushed him so that you both could fall on the bed.

“i would never stop you from doing what you love, meguru. go to blue lock and become the best striker, ‘kay?” you said as you hugged him tighter, wetting his shirt with your tears as bachira protectively hugged your waist.

“y/n.” his voice croaked, making you lift your head up as you looked down at his face. you gave him a sad smile before wiping away the warm tears that slid down his cheeks.

“don’t cry, meguru. ah, you’re making this so much harder. imagine yourself playing in a big stadium, thousands of people screaming ‘bachira! bachira! bachira!’ and boom! you make your goal and the crowd goes wild.” you stroked his cheeks as you softly spoke, his honey colored eyes softened as he leaned into your touch.

“will you be there?” bachira asked dryly and you couldn’t help but let out a small giggle.

“i’ll be in the front row seat holding a big poster of your face while screaming your name. just don’t forget me when you become famous, ‘kay? i was your number one fan since the beginning.” you huffed out, making him laugh as he rubbed your back.

“i won’t forget my weirdo.” bachira said with a cheeky grin, making you look down at him with loving eyes.

“find friends over there that’ll play soccer with you, meguru. don’t ever lose your love for soccer, okay? you’ll always be the best to me.” you said as your eyes shone with admiration, leaning down to place a soft peck on his cheek.

bachira’s heart was on fire from your words and your little actions. he felt like he was going to explode because of these burdensome feelings.

“i’m in love with you, y/n. i have always loved you, ever since we were kids. i know that it’s very sudden but i can’t stop my feelings for you anymore.” bachira confessed, biting down on his lower lip as he waited for the bitter taste of rejection to hit him.

instead, he was met with the sweet taste of your lips. the taste of your strawberry flavored chapstick met his tastebuds as he felt your plump lips move along his. you tangled your fingers between the locks of his two-toned hair, tugging on it as you continued to deepen the kiss by angling your face. you nipped on his lower lip playfully. bachira felt your lips come to a stop, making him let out a shaky breath.

you smiled against his lips before softly landing a few pecks on his lips. you looked at him, seeing that his cheeks were now rosy red and his lips a little swollen from the kiss.

“i love you too, meguru. when you come back, i’ll be waiting for you with open arms. in the future, we’ll get married and you’ll make me a soccer wife.” you said with dreamy eyes and the mere thought of it pulled on bachira’s heart strings. he grabbed your hand, the one where your ring finger was wrapped with the promise band. he kissed it before kissing your knuckles.

you loved him and wanted to spend the rest of your life with him.

“of course, we’re the perfect pair after all.” bachira said with a cheeky smile before placing a hand on the back of your head, pulling your face towards his to place his lips back on yours.

you couldn’t help but fall in love with him even more than before.

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nkogneatho · 1 year

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pasi my favorite 🥹🫂 can you do comforting isagi nagi and bachira after losing a game?? fank u💓

—cw: gn!reader, hurt/comfort, professional players.

𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐈 is nothing but disappointed in himself. He doesn't believe how his analysis and strategy went wrong. It was a big hit to his head because the adrenaline while kicking the ball overtook his sanity and he ended up using physical strength over strategy. He came home in the jersey. He didn't even wish to change his clothes in the locker room and came home straight to you. Judging by his expreession, you knew what was up. You immediately walked over to him, feeling guilty about not being there to support him because of work. Before he could utter a single word, you rested your hand on his cheek, stroking it. Isagi felt his sadness melting away as you muttered a "good job."

𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐈 was so sure it doesn't matter to him. Losing one game was not a big deal. But he was wrong. It did bother him. Not the game but his opponent . Nagi was so sure he had him in the palm of his hand, but his opponent seemed to be sharper than him, stronger than him. It was eating Sei up. He walked out and saw you waiting. Seishiro is good at hiding his emotions for some reason. Mostly, because he didn't want to make you worried. Yet, you knew. Why wouldn't you? You've been together for 2 years. He adressed you with a big smile on his face. Suddenly, you stood on your tippy toes and placed a soft kiss on his forehead. And Nagi couldn't help but warm up to your "I am so proud of you."

𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀 is always optimistic about his tricks and abilities. What he couldn't predict was how ruthless his opponents were. It wasn't enough to just play with his strength and control over the ball. The opposite teams had bigger members than him who had absolute control ovwr the field. Even after he lost to them, he didn't let the regret of defeat appear on his face. He masked it with a beautiful wode smile that you always love while he ran towards you to jump in your embrace. But Meguru sometimes forgets that you can see right through him. You removed the gloves from your hand and ruffled his hair. "You did your best, Meguru." Your words fell on his ear and his regret washed away. This time, a genuine smile appeared rather than a big one on his face. It was funny how it was winter yet all you both felt was warmth in each other's arms.

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lazyalani · 1 year

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Will love be enough?

Blue Lock Men as Angst Lines

In another life, I would make you stay

— sae, rin, seishiro, noel, tabito

We're not broken, just bent

— hyoma, yoichi, niko, kenyu, hiori

Oh, silly, silly girl, he never even loved you

— aiku, eita, lorenzo, ryusei

Before it's too late, I'll take a step away

— rensuke, sae, seishiro, aiku

Well, it burned

— sae, shouei, meguru, michael, alexis, ryusei, noel

He's made his choice, now it's time to make yours

— sae, rin, seishiro, shouei, yoichi, noel, meguru, kenyu, ranze, aryu

Time will come that priorities will change

— reo, sae, rin, yoichi, hiori

The more friends he make, the bigger the lump on ny throat gets

- seishiro, reo, meguru, hyoma

I shouldn't have ignored the alarms on my head

— sae, aiku, eita, rensuke, snuffy, ryusei

Am I crazy? Maybe, we could happen

— rin, kenyu, aiku, reo, ryusei

Before I love you, I'm gonna leave you

— yoichi, meguru, niko, aiku, hyoma, tabito, alexis, loki, ranze

Before I'm someone you leave behind, I'll break your heart so you don't break mine

— rin, shouei, seishiro, reo, rensuke, eita, michael, ryusei

Even if I'm not here to stay, I still want your heart

— sae, kenyu, reo, michael, rin

Every word we can't take back

— sae, rin, seishiro, michael, shouei

How do you go from making one your home and then just letting it all go?

— yoichi, hyoma, meguru, nijiro, tokimitsu, reo, kenyu, hiori, rensuke

Where have the times gone?

— sae, rin, rensuke, yoichi, meguru

Where are the plans we made for two?

— sae, rin, reo, yoichi, kenyu, rensuke

Have I crossed the line?

— sae, rin, ryusei, seishiro, rensuke, shouei

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Their love language + a bit of them as a partner: Blue lock addition pt 1

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Cw: characters are aged up, fluff/angst headcanons pet names

Characters: Rin itoshi, Bachira Meguru, Isagi yoichi

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Bachira Meguru ⚽👾:

Fluff:

Bachira's love language is physical touch no doubt.

Like this man can't keep his hands off you.

Hand holding, hugging, arm around your shoulder, hands on your waist, palm on your thigh, kissing your nose, poking your cheek, biting your ears the whole nine yards.

Like his hands are always on you in some way if not that then he's going to need your hands on him.

No seriously if he's not touching you he's making you touch him.

He'll grab your hands and put them on his body especially if you seem upset. He likes being there to relieve your stress.

He'll make you hold his hand, link your pinkies, put your hand on his head, on his lap, just touch him and he's happy.

Random thing bachira has a habit of popping up randomly on you just to kiss and hug you then he'll leave like nothing happened-

Anyways- Bachira loves holding and cuddling you.

His favorite way to hold you is when he's sitting next to you, arms around your waist, his face in your neck as he inhales your scent, his legs drapped over yours as you run your fingers through his hair. It helps him calm down, especially when he's super hyper.

However he loves any position you like!

When your cooking, cleaning, working hell even if your just chilling on the couch he'll be holding onto you practically clinging to you and your warmth!

Though it gets really sweaty in the summer-

Angst:

Bachira getting in a down mood is rare but when it happens it's hard to figure out that he's upset. The only way to figure out he's upset is how he'll be less hyper and weirdly quiet.

During these times is when he really just wants to be near you.

He'll follow you around like a lost puppy, gently holding your hand allowing you to lead him wherever you want.

His hand will tighten around yours when he's getting pissed, sometimes he'll move his hand to your waist holding it firmly until you take him somewhere to relax.

Easiest way to make Bachira relax is cuddling.

When he's in a bad mood he wants to be held. He'll lay his head on your chest, your arms wrapped gently around his torso as he listens to the soft sounds of your heartbeat. Usually it makes him go to sleep 🥺

When your upset however Bachira pulls out all the physical stops.

Bachira will hold you hand, kiss your neck and ears, trace letters and shapes on your skin to calm you down.

If your angry, don't worry! Bachira has his hand lightly tracing shapes on your skin while you rant. Your sad and need some quiet time? His arms are open for cuddles. Your having a panic/manic attack or something similar? It's okay! Bachira is there his hands gently playing with your hair as he whispers soft words to you. Family/work/school/friend/personal issues? No matter! Bachira is there to save the day with his super soft hugs and kisses!

If you don't want to talk about it and don't want him touching you, it's okay! Bachira is there with your favorite snack, drinks, blankets, plushies and music.

Even if you don't want to be touched he'll still try to touch you in some way. Usually it's him trying to hold your hand or link pinkies with you.

If your really not in the mood, he'll sit next to you giving you space to move away or move closer. He'll try and fail to keep the pout off his face but he can't help it, he just wants to make his baby feel better and he's confident in his physical ability so why won't you let him cuddle you :(

Anyways- when you fall asleep, you know Bachira will be cuddling you for damn sure.

You'll wake up after your bad day to see your clingy boyfriend sleeping beside you, his arm loosely around your torso his face your shoulder as he mumbled against his thumb.

He's so effortlessly cute it hurts-

Oh and when he wakes up he's following you around like a lost puppy-

Good luck going to the bathroom, because he'll sit outside the door waiting for you-

Isagi Yoichi ⚽🥇:

Fluff:

Isagi's love language is acts of service.

Since Isagi is a football(soccer) player he doesn't have much time to spend with you. Between the training, prep, blue lock, school, football(soccer) games and much more it makes it hard to spend time with you so when he gets the chance he's there to be next to you as much as he can.

Rather its you reading a book to him as he listens while gently brushing your hair, ranting about your day as he hums along to what you say pointing out misspoken words, helping you with chores or even playing with you as he helps you get groceries he's always showing he loves you in small ways.

You could be cleaning your room together and he'll slow down in his cleaning and humming along to what was said.

He also loves doing small things to make sure your happy and healthy.

He'll ask you if you slept enough, or ate enough. If you had some water, or if want a break from work/school.

He notices the small changes in your behavior to and he tries to act accordingly if there's anything that needs to be taken care of.

He always has extra snack and drinks on him for when your hungry or thristy (or if he knows you haven't eatten nor drunk anything yet-), he has blankets in the back of his car for when your sleepy or get cold, he even has medicine and first aid for you if you get hurt or don't feel good.

He keeps a watchful eye on you, and picks up after you.

It's small barely noticeable but it's way of showing he cares.

When your long distance, he'll call to check in on you, he'll always be sure to send voice messages telling you what you need to do and how much he wish he was there with you.

He makes sure you stay ontop of work to.

He'll ask about assignments, any new projects or just anything similar to remind you to complete it.

If your working to hard he'll bring you small snacks and light drinks to keep you healthy. He's also not afraid to grab you and make you take a break or in the best cases to take a nap.

He has everything planned out for you if your unorganized, has stuff ready if your forgetful, helps you out if your overworked, gets on you if you procrastinate, and overall makes sure your organized and ontop of any and everything.

Angst:

When Isagi is upset you can tell.

He gets quieter, he seems hyperfocused on something but theres nothing to be seen, he'll glare at people and even shoot off at the mouth a bit.

This is pretty rare since you keep him calm most times but in times like this he's disorganized.

Not in a messy sense but in a forgetful sense.

He'll forget to eat, drink water and even forget to sleep properly when he's upset.

In these times he needs you to keep him composed.

Make sure he eats, shove water down his throat, help him sleep. Things like this makes him fall deeper in love with you if that was possible.

It shows him you see him and that he's not just a nobody.

If you pamper him in small kisses while telling you made him something to eat after he's been stressed he'll be on the verge of tears.

When your upset on the other hand he tries to give you space as much as possible.

It's not because he doesn't want to be with you, but it's because he wants get things and make things for you to calm down.

He'll run you a shower or bath, massage your shoulders, wash your hair, gets clothes out for you, have food and drinks ready for you when you come to him.

If your not hungry, thats fine he has your favorite show/movie ready for you with blankets waiting for your arrival. Not in the mood to watch a movie or show? It's okay, Isagi already has your favorite playlist playing so you can relax in silence. Not in the mood for music? Thats also okay. He'll sit next to you as he reads out loud for you, his free hand rubbing your back if you allow it.

He'll also always have his arms open when you need him.

You don't have to talk, or even look at him. You can just lay your head in his chest or on his shoulder as his arms hold you gently, softly stroking your back to help you relax.

It always ends up with staying awake until you fall asleep just so he can give you a goodnight kiss on the forehead before he falls asleep.

In the morning you have to wait for him wake up- :P

Rin Itoshi ⚽😑:

Rin's love language is quality time little to no doubt.

Rin is always doing something so he tries to spend time with you even in little ways.

It can be you watching him work out, the two of you spending time watching horror movies, even the two of you mediating and doing yoga together.

Rin isn't great with words and some time he can really hurt you because of his blunt demeanor but he doesn't mean to.

He doesn't like PDA or being touched alot, nor does he care about gifts, but he wants to show you he loves you.

Thats why he prefers spending time with you.

You two can be doing anything but it's always meaningful to him.

Like you can be walking around the mall complaining while he silently listens to you.

He just enjoys your presence, and hopes you feel the same

Angst:

When Rin is in a bad mood he often shuts himself off so you really have to know him if you want to know when he's upset.

He's easy to read when he's upset but the problem is getting him to come around you.

When he's upset he'll actively avoid you just to make sure he doesn't hurt you.

However when he's in these moods just try to stay near him even with his persistence of avoiding you, he'll usually cave when it comes to you so just be patient.

Sit next to him, watch him and be there for him with little to no words or touches.

Rin is someone who doesn't want to be spoken to nor touched when he's upset so don't try to force it just be there so he knows your there for him when he's ready.

When he's ready to "open up" he'll lay his head on your lap, he won't speak but he'll except you to talk.

The sound of your voice and just your presence there will help him out alot.

Don't ask why he's upset but he's willing to listen to anything you have to say.

Rant about school/work, talk about your day, tell him how much you love him while gently stroking his hair and he'll relax.

He does something similar when your upset.

When your upset he doesn't want to make things worst so he'll stay silent and keep his hands to himself but he'll stay close to you.

He'll sit on the couch if your on the floor, sit next to the bed if your covered up, sometimes when he's annoyed with your attitude he'll drag you to do yoga, mediate or even just watch him practice.

He'll offer his shoulder to cry on, a body to take out your frustrations, even a ear when you need to speak but he won't force it.

He'll get fed up with your attitude but he won't make you do little to anything at all.

If your hungry he'll order food. Thristy? He'll get you something to drink. Want a bath? He'll offer to wash you.

He literally won't leave your side unless you want him to and if you want him to he'll leave and wait for you to come to him.

When your ready to be around him don't except him to be cuddly or lovey dovey, or except hin to shower you in warm words or gifts. Instead except him to be there ready to spend time you.

He'll listen to you while he washes your body as you bath, he'll take you out for a walk your pinkies just barely linked to let you know he's there, a horror movie marathon with your favorite snacks and drinks as he glances at you to make sure your okay.

And in really rare cases, him laying with you in bed when your half asleep as he whispers quiet "i love you's" to your semiconscious form.

The next day expect him to be taking you with him to mediate and for a nice warm meal.

And don't try to make him act lovey with you when your better after you heard him profess his love to your sleepy form.

He will smack you over the head-

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LIFE'S HARD WHEN YOU'RE INLOVE ─

─ WITH RIN ITOSHI !!

"I dare you."

"No."

"Triple dare you!"

"..."

"Ohh Rin!!"

"MEGURU!"

You shoved your hand in the boy's face, looking around to see if anyone heard him but everyone else was too focused on their own conversations, thankfully.

Your eyes landed on Rin's spot and realized that he isn't there.

You let out a sigh of relief and sat back down, glaring at the laughing male, who sits on your desk.

As of right now, Meguru is trying to get you to step inside of the library and find textbooks for HIMSELF along with Yoichi.

You promised your friends that you would help them with the areas they are currently struggling in but no one has yet to move to gather the materials.

Of course, Yoichi will browse around to find something that might help him, but Meguru wants you to personally see what will help him, AND physically help him as well.

And he's using his knowledge about you, against you.

"Hmm, yummy sweets, all for me!!?" He taunted, digging his hand into your bag.

"OKAY FINE!"

And with that, you stomped out of your classroom, looking back to see if Meguru actually ate any of your sweets.. He did, but at least it was only one.

It was an early school morning, normally you would arrive at school late, but these days you three arrive at the time you normally start to get ready.

So there are some new things you get to see like you noticed how Rin isn't present in the class in the early mornings, but always arrives late. He's in the school building because his shoes are switched in the cupboard.

Mindlessly walking, making your way to the library building, you had to step out of the main building but thankfully the field is near the area because if it wasn't, you wouldn't get to see the view you accidentally caught a glimpse at, it wasn't your fault honestly.

You stepped out, letting the morning sun soak into your body. It was a nice feeling. A few students passed by, some talking to their peers or some just exiting the library building.

Whoever's on the field right now was a bit too into their zone as suddenly a ball came rolling towards you and collided with your legs. It wasn't a forceful hit but it was enough to nudge you a bit.

Your eyes looked down at the football, that lays next to you. You looked up to see who was the culprit of the accident and found it to be Rin.

He was panting, a bit sweaty, and looking right at you. He was practicing early before school. Damn, just thinking about how much dedication he puts into this sport makes you wonder how much dedication he will put into his girlfriend.. Just thinking about it is making you blush like crazy.

Wait, he's making his way here, the ball!

Stopping your crazy delusions, you grabbed the ball from your feet and slowly brought it up to your face, inching it more and more to hide the heat on your face as he came closer. Your stupid thoughts..

"Sorry.."

"Huh?"

"For that." He said, gesturing at the ball.

"Oh, it's okay, I promise." You told him, smiling as if he could see it through the ball.

You gripped on the ball for a bit, he's waiting for it.

He's waiting for the ball, but the more you stare at him, the way his breathing slows down, and how that one strand sticks to his hair. Oh look at his eyes, they're staring down right at you, not to mention those eyelashes you're jealous of.. for many reasons now. Finally, the uniform that hugged his form so perfectly, you wished it was you.. WHAT?

On the inside a bomb just blew up, on the outside, you're finally giving him the ball, with a bit of force though. It caught you off guard, so you opened your mouth to make up some excuse. Yeah totally..

"Sorry! I was just admiring how much you put into football, y'know? Just thinking about it makes you seem so hot- WHAT! I mean, it's hot.. out here.. so.." Woah! How embarrassing can you be!!?

LUCKILY FOR YOU, Rin paid no mind to your words, just agreed to it.

"It is hot."

"It is.. like me." You muttered. Now he's staring at you, nodding.. NODDING?

"Yeah, you're sweating." Oh, he meant it like that.

"You too."

"Because I'm practicing."

"Yeah, I know."

Not a conversation you wished to have with Rin but at least it's one!

"Okay.. I'm gonna go to the library, have fun practicing!" And with that you ran off, leaving him alone with the ball in his hand.

He sighed, staring at your back.

He forgot to give you that silly sticky note. Again. As in the third day.

For some reason, for the past few days, after that one lunchtime you came to visit the team, you annoyingly caught his attention.

It's annoying and confusing the poor boy. Before he barely acknowledged your presence, you were in class and that's all. He only knew your name because it was the first in all subjects, that's all. So why now, all of a sudden, you're in his head?

Ever since that stupid shit you did with Yoichi's name on a note you gave him, he thought of you as weird and annoying. Then you began to open your mouth, admiring this and that, something he hadn't heard of from anyone besides his brother probably.

You're noticing the small things like his morning practice, and his empty water bottles all because you admire him.

Not only that, ever since you were given the role of helper in this team your whole behavior shifted, asking random questions and making friends. Just before that big match you always slept in class and never moved an inch. Is that why you maybe caught his attention?

Rin is so into his own motives and doings that these random thoughts that sneaked up on him is confusing him. Just before you apologized to him his mind was straight and set. Not anymore and he doesn't know why.

"HYOMA!!" Your loud voice alerted the boy on the field.

━ 12:30 PM

They haven't started practice as yet and so before they did, you had a deed to do.

Hyoma, who was in the middle of braiding his hair, turned around to face you as your ran up to him.

"Last night I was bored and made some sweets and I made your favorite so this is your share!" You told him.

"Homemade food from a lady?" Otoya perked into the conversation.

"Yeah what about it?"

"Your fruit sando was tasty." A voice from behind said.

You turned around and saw that it was Gagamaru. He's one of your new friends on the team, he helped you save a stray cat!

"Thanks Maru, but I only planned on giving this to Hyo." You confessed.

The males around you let out a series of groans, which didn't affect Hyoma!

"Thank you Y/N." He said with a smile, which caused you to return it.

"Are you sharing that?" Otoya asked your friend.

"No."

You laughed a bit.

"How about tomorrow I bring more?" You suggested.

"You're offering your Karinto Manjuu to them?" Hyoma complained.

It caused a small smile to form naturally on your face.

"Okay I won't, but I will bring something else tomorrow then."

"Okay!"

With that, you left them to do their kicking of balls and thought it was best to visit the library to find any books related to baking or sweets, your favorite hobby.

Without your knowledge, familiar piercing eyes followed your movement as you made your way toward the building, remembering this morning's event.

His ears listened to his teammates' praises for your sweets, and now it's piqued his interest a bit.

You made it to the library and began your search for some bakery-related books.

You scanned every row, touching every spine of the books as your finger passed by it. You stopped in your tracks as your ears picked up on some students conversing.

"..L/N."

Huh? You?

You stood still as a statue, not making a sound. to hear what they were talking about.

"You know her? Same! I heard she might visit Japan soon."

"Same!"

The voices died down as they walked away, completely ignoring their surrounds and carrying on with their day.

But you stood there confused, until it hit you.

"No way.." You mumbled.

They won't ever come back. You sighed, pushing the thoughts away, and went back to your original plan here, look for sweets.

..Fruit Tart, Sherbert, Canulé, Éclair, Madeleine..

Those are the ones you're mostly familiar with because she always made them for you. With a smile on her face, she would always help you make desserts. But he always used to complain about too many sweets..

What's wrong with munching on the happiness here on hand? Just the thought of munching on those yummy sweets brings a smile to your face.

The same smile that formed when your eyes landed on a book filled with desserts.

"Found one!"

You grabbed the thick book and made your way to a table, off to Candy Land to find one sweet treat.

Your eyes scanned the pages, turning them one by one as time passed by until you found one.

Why not cheesecake? A strawberry one.

Feeling content with your new plan, you put the book back in its original place and left the library.

━ 10:01 PM

".. Can't believe I'm saying this but go to bed."

You looked up from your phone and saw Reo.

"I will."

"Okay.." He muttered.

You planned on making this cheesecake earlier as soon as you came home from school but you had your afternoon nap until 9 PM. Who's fault is that?

So now you're making the cake!

You stared at the recipe in your hand. You went digging in your recipe cards and found the one you had for cheesecake.

All the items that are needed is right in front of you, all you need to do is to start the process.

You got the biscuits of whatever choice and placed it in a zip-lock bag then got your rolling pin and took your anger out on it!

Too into it, you failed to notice the sleepy Reo sneaking up behind you.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING AT 10 PM!?" He asked you, with a bit of attitude.

"Well as you can see, I'm making cheesecake!" You answered him, pointing at your station.

"Why at 10PM you decided to do this?"

"It's for your team."

He sighed then walked away, back into his room.

And so you too went back beating it!

The rest was easy, you decided to make two cakes and now it's chilling in the fridge, finally you can get some sleep!

━ 6:09 AM

"Y/N?"

You turned your head in the direction of your name and saw the one and only Otoya!

Your face lit up as soon as you saw one of the people you were looking for.

He noticed your other bag and began to approach you.

"Do you need help with that?" He asked, already motioning to grab it but you were quicker and shoved your hand inside.

There, you grabbed the cheesecake that you neatly placed in small boxes, where did you get the boxes? From a store duh!

Anyways, you pulled it out and both Otoya and yourself were greeted with a box in your hand!

"What's that?" He asked you.

You gave him it and then signal to him to open it.

His face lit up a bit when his eyes landed on the treat, that was gifted to him by you!

"For me!?" He exclaimed.

"I made for everyone, but yeah that one is for you." You stated.

Out of the blue, his hand found its way around your shoulder and a smirk was formed on his face.

"So.. how about we-"

"Y/N!" Nevermind, he was cut off by Meguru!

You took his hand off of you and ran towards your hyper friend. Sadly, Otoya was left alone but oh well!

Your hand entered your bag and pulled out the treat for your friend.

"For you." You confessed, with a bright smile.

Meguru accepted it, the same smile on his face, and turned around, looking for someone.

It was Yoichi!

His smile grew a bit larger when his eyes landed on his friends.

As usual, you dug for the treat and placed it in his hand.

"What's this?" He asked, eyeing the box with interest.

"Cheesecake."

"Thanks."

"Yeah, what he said!" Meguru added.

Yoichi looked around, visibly ignoring Otoya as he noticed that he already had a box in his hand.

"Are you giving it out to everyone on the team?" He asked you.

You nodded at his words, scanning the area for anyone else. Of course, there's one place where you're guaranteed a teammate there but you decided to go there last.

"Then let's help you, c'mon!" Meguru suggested, grabbing your bag and running off.

"WAIT."

Their help was needed as a lot got done, and you even made friends with Hiori!

You draw sparkles on Aryu's box before handing it over to him, for no reason of course.

As normal, Barou had his attitude but he accepted your gift, next time you might give him a sponge so he can appreciate your kindness.

You found Gagamaru in a tree but he got his portion as well!

You forgot that your roommates are also on the team, so you personally visited them.

Upon entering their class, Hyoma was in there, which made things easier.

Seishiro was first to notice you because the door interrupted his train of focus towards his game.

"Hi." He simply said, greeted you.

You gave him a small smile and placed the box on his desk.

"Is that the cheesecake you were packing this morning?" He asked.

"Yes it is, that's yours." You pointed out. He nodded and then returned to his game.

Reo and Hyoma on the other hand approached you.

"You actually made it for them?" Hyoma muttered, taking his share.

"You were up at 10 PM making cheesecake for them?" Reo also muttered, but this one has an annoyed tone to it.

"Yep!" You exclaimed, with a smile and gave him his piece, then made your escape.

You had three more pieces, so you made your way to Anri's office to give her two, one for herself and for Ego.

You knocked on her door, which she gave you access to enter and you were greeted with her pleasant smile.

You placed the boxes on her desk, which confused her but you explained everything to her.

So of course she thanked you, with a hug and after a small conversation, you said goodbyes and left the office.

Now finally, the one person you avoided.

Nervously, you made your way to the field. Before you did things for him like fill his water bottle with ease so why are you nervous?

Is it because last time he squashed your treat? Ha totally not..!

Well.. This time you both have a somewhat acquaintance, so he will accept it anyways right!

Whatever, with all that nervous thinking, you mindlessly made it to the field anyways.

He was there, practicing his heart away, only focusing on getting better and not you nor your treat, so you should walk away!

Nevermind, he turned around. He stopped in his tracks, eyes lingering on your body for a bit, which caused some heat on your cheeks. You sighed and made your way towards him.

His eyes landed on the box in your hand, then back to your face.

"I don't know if you remembered from yesterday.. but I made this for everyone so.." With each word you muttered, it got softer and softer until he couldn't hear you anymore, but he got the idea.

You stared at the grass on the floor, holding the box with sweaty palms.

He waited a bit for you to gave him the box, but with your eyes on the floor and not on him, you failed to notice that.

So he took it upon himself to get the box from you, gently prying it out of your hand, which caused your fingers to touch a bit. It took you out of your staring contest with the grass and focused on the box in his hand.

"Thanks.." He muttered and made his way over towards his bag and placed it inside.

No squashed treat this time, which caused a warm feeling to appear in your chest.

You slightly waved goodbye, and ran away, with a smile on your face.

When you finally left, leaving him alone, he stared at the cake for a bit and he wondered how your cooking tasted. He remembered everyone praising it but because of circumstances, he couldn't taste it.

He sighed, returning to his practice. He will enjoy the flavor later in the day.

## LIFE'S HARD WHEN YOU'RE INLOVE. --

╴“ WITH RIN ITOSHI?? „

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