In which the paparazzi caught you and Sae shopping in a jewelry boutique (inspired by mbappe and ester lol)
warning! mildy? r-rated; Sae gets cockblocked by the worst news possible; Itoshi Sae is whipped your honor
Word count: 2.7k it’s not that long i promise
Your relationship with Sae had never been open to the public, much less discussed - just private. Everyone knew he had a girlfriend, but no one knew who you were. No one knew it was you. You were a complete mystery. Until today, that is.
When rumours started swirling a year ago that he had a girlfriend - mind you his fanbase was already deranged as it was, he immediately confirmed the rumours without hesitation - though indirectly. You weren't sure whether that was bold or reckless. Then again, Sae was hardly hyperaware of his fanbase, much less paid attention to it.
You remembered that interview that went viral overnight. A reporter had the audacity to ask Sae about the rumours right after his match. You remembered Sae taking a pause, his eyebrows scrunching slightly to convey his confusion, before his expression shifed to annoyance.
He answered with that ever so monotone voice of his, 'Ah? So what if I have? I fail to see how this is any of your businesses' - irritation flickering in his eyes. That was all he said before walking out of the pitch, seeing as the interview was no longer about football. He didn't want to entertain gossip.
Any further attempt to ask about his dating life was completely shut down. Sometimes he would say, 'Next question' - or he would simply walk out with pure indifference.
After that, the media learned to stop asking.
His patience was a luxury. He scared the reporters that way. His reputation had long been built on his character, seemingly the same both on and off the pitch. Cold. Sharp-tongued. Intimidating.
The rumours escalated when a photo was leaked a few months ago - a picture of you and Sae taking a stroll at the beach with your hands intertwined. It was dark in the evening, your backs turned against the camera, so neither of your faces were visible. For Sae on the other hand, no one could mistake his silhouette - his strong physique and his reddish-brown hair standing out despite the dark background.
The fans absolutely went into a frenzy. The comments were utterly bipolar. Some people were crying, angry or boldly delusional. If you weren't Sae Itoshi's girlfriend, you would've laughed at their stupidity. You mostly couldn't fathom how some of them directed their anger at a faceless girl they didn't even know.
A bead of sweat dropped as you imagined yourself getting jumped by his fans. You shivered.
Sae ultimately valued protecting your privacy over his own, always keeping your dates subtle. He was protective in that way. So when a paparazzi finally caught your face, clear as day in the camera - everything went straight down to the gutter.
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30 hours before present time
You had been lounging on the couch, legs up, hugging a pillow on your chest, and lazily scrolling on your phone, looking for new things to buy.
Your thumb went to a stop when something caught your eye. It was a dainty, diamond pendant necklace. It was absolutely lovely. Very simple yet elegant.
You chuckled to yourself like a maniac, knowing this would hurt your bank account. But you simply must have it.
"You want that one?" a deep voice spoke from behind your shoulder, pulling you out of your own world. You looked up and saw Sae behind the couch, bending down slightly to see your screen.
He had just come back from the gym, hair slightly mussed, with white t-shirt perfectly hugging his muscles, the sleeves seemingly tight over his biceps, grey sweat-shorts, and his gym bag slung over his shoulder.
Perfect timing. You faced him with much excitement, your eyes twinkling expressively.
"Sae, what do you think about this one? Isn’t this lovely?" you raised your arm a bit so he could see your screen better.
He looked at it with indifference. "Hm, it's fine"
You gave him an unimpressed look. "Are you saying it's fine because I like it, or you saying it's fine because you think it's ugly and you just want to agree with me?"
"I like everything you like"
"Then I don't want it" you turned your back against him dramatically, unimpressed.
Sae wanted to deadpan at your antics, though there was an amused look on his face. He leaned down to kiss your cheek. "Are you upset? What did I say?" he murmured.
"I want you to be honest" you pouted, your head turning away from him.
"You make it look better." That was just that, short and sharp. It took a second before his words registered in your brain. You knew fully well what Sae meant - the necklace wasn’t anything special, but you, yourself make it look special.
His words hit harder than they should have, and your breath caught a little as your cheeks warmed up. "And yes, I like it. I think it would suit you." He added.
You slowly lifted your gaze at him. Well... if he put it that way then...
"Okay then! I'll go visit the shop and see it for myself", you said, your voice much lighter now, clearly excited.
You hopped off the couch to go get ready.
"I'll come with you. Wait."
You turned towards him and blinked. You gave him a confused look, an eyebrow slighty raising. "It’s broad daylight. People will see us.”
Your boyfriend stayed indifferent.
"Hm." He pulled out his phone. "I'll call the shop. They can reserve the place for us."
You stared. "Sae, is that really necessary? It would just bother them" you said. "It's fine, I can go alone"
But Sae was already tapping on his phone. "It's Cartier right."
You immediately grabbed his arm, stopping him. "Really, it's okay. I won't be long"
"I'll ask them to open after their closing time," he said simply. "There won't be people around then."
Your lips parted. Huh? Is that even possible?
Before you could even protest, he was already lifting his phone to his ear.
"Yes, hello" Sae spoke calmly into the receiver.
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The morning after, 1 hour before present time
Both your legs rested on the sofa, locking Sae in between. You were straddling him, sitting on his lap comfortably.
The brand new necklace resting on your skin, and Sae’s hand holding the pendant, inspecting it.
“I could’ve payed for this myself you know.”
He looked at you dead in the eyes with disbelief, as if you just insulted him in the face.
Like hell he would let you pay for yourself. Who were you kidding? He would spend more money on you than himself.
“It’s like you’re calling me poor.” Your boyfriend lifted an eyebrow.
You let out a chuckle. He looked so offended.
“Alright, I’m sorry” You cupped his face, giving him a light kiss on the lips.
”Sorry?” Your boyfriend stared flatly at you, clearly expecting more.
You rolled your eyes at his pettiness, a smile grazing your lips.
So you showered him with rapid kisses all over his face, twice on his cheeks, his forehead, his nose and finally a long peck on his lips.
“Am I forgiven now?” You smiled prettily at him.
“Hm, not quite.”
Then Sae cupped your neck and pulled you to meet his lips.
He kissed you slowly. His kisses were soft and gentle, trying to show how precious you were. You couldn’t help but smile as you reciprocate the kiss with the same motion.
He sucked your bottom lip, and your lips automatically parted, gaining him access to slip his tongue in. Pretty soon his kisses gradually got deeper, his hunger taking over - his tongue wrestling your own.
He was thirsty. He couldn't get enough of you.
Your head drew back from his intensity, lips still locking. So you wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders to steady yourself. You thrusted your hip forward, pressing on him as if it was reflex - pressing on his hardened groin.
He groaned on the contact, fuck. He wouldn’t let you get away with that.
His hands travelled downwards to cup your bottom, giving them a squeeze. That's right, he had always had a fetish with your bottom cheeks. And you would be damned if it didn’t lit a fire within you.
You smirked in the kiss and pulled away, "Well then do something about it."
Instantly, Sae went rigid. You saw his jaw clenched so tightly. He knew well what you were insinuating.
You looked directly into his eyes, a sly look on your face as you brushed your fingers on his chest, then slowly going down to rest your warm hand on his bulge.
You leaned into his ear carefully, "please", your lips brushing his ear.
He did not need you telling twice after that.
Before you could even react, you were instantly thrown down on the sofa, and you let a gasp in shock.
Sae took advantage of your parted lips to plunge his tongue in - wanting to bruise your lips, with a hunger so strong you’d think he hadn't been fed for a long time.
Your hands traveled under his shirt, feeling his muscular core.
Sae's warm hand caressed your exposed thigh, sending a shiver down your spine. His touch burned.
His mouth parted from yours then started trailing down kisses to your neck, giving you a moment to breathe - barely.
His hand creeped inside your shirt and found its way to your breast. He lifted your shirt with his other hand, just enough to expose your breasts. Then Sae bended down to suck.
He nibbled on your right nipple, his warm, wet tongue making it more sensitive. His other hand massaging your other breast. You shut your eyes tightly at the sensation, lips parting at how good it felt. An embarrassing sound escaped your lips - you were practically mewling.
He made his way up again to meet your lips once more.
His hips thrusted forward, and you gasped at the pressure, feeling his hardened bulge between your legs.
You wanted to ignite his hunger even further… so you gripped on his maroon hair tight - and started moaning his name into his mouth.
Your ploy seemed to work as Sae kissed you even harder, devouring your lips, making you breathe heavily through the nose.
He thrusted and pressed even harder on you, making your legs grow weak.
Sae slowly descended his hand on your stomach, then lower - until he reached between your thighs.
You sucked your breath, anticipating, your legs tightening around Sae.
Then as lightning struck down earth, a sudden, consistent buzz froze you both.
Sae quickly recovered, seemingly unbothered. "Ignore it."
Sure enough, the buzzing stopped. He leaned down his head and resumed kissing you again fervently, his fingers slowly lifting down your underwear.
His lips descended down from your neck, giving you wet kisses in between your breast, down to your lower stomach.
Lower - lower. You could practically feel how you were soaking wet - and he would finally get a sweet taste of that.
What in the fuck could they possibly want right now, Sae thought, letting out a groan in annoyance.
This time you halted, and cupped his face to bring him up to your level. Somehow you had this gut feeling that something didn't sit right. "What if it's important?" you gave a worried look at Sae.
Sae gave an irritated huff, resting his forehead on yours.
The buzzing stopped once more, then resumed again after a beat.
"I swear if it's Shidou, I'll cut his throat out and feed it to the dogs" He spoke with a gruff, his expression darkening.
Sae reluctantly got off you and reached for his phone on the coffee table. He immediately swiped, not even bothering to read who the caller is.
"You better not waste my ti-"
"Sae-chan!" A frantic voice spoke. It was Girolan. "Thank goodness."
Sae paused at Girolan's tone, he was clearly panicking but Sae couldn’t give two shits at the moment.
"What is it?" Sae spoke coldy.
”Sae-chan there'sahugeproblemlikehugehugetypeofproblem.Ijustatebreakfastwithmydaughtersthenistarteddoingchoresbecausewhynotrightmywifeneedsrest.IwasjustvacuumingthefloorwhenIreceivedacallfromtheagency.Ohmyohmythepaparazzicaughtyoubothlastnight.itsallovertheinternetnowthepicturesareeverywhere.Itsover.ohIdontknowwhattodoimpanickingthisisbad.”
What the fuck? Sae pinched the bridge of his nose, not understanding any bull for shit.
His jaw tightened, his fist clenching tightly as If he was going to punch someone. He swore he was going to pull all his hair out for ruining his good goddamn morning. I don't deserve this shit. He'd never felt this much rage before since Bunny Iglesias.
Sae took a deep breath, losing his temper, clenching and unclenching his fists. He wanted to hit something.
Yet he gathered all composure he could muster before speaking, "Girolan, I don't understand what you're saying, speak slowly." He managed to speak calmy, contrary to his outrage.
"Someone caught you both last night. They leaked the pictures just a few minutes ago."
All the anger died down in a split of a second, now replaced with shock.
Sae turned to look at you with wide eyes, strikingly opposite of his usual aloof expression.
What? What? What happened. Dread creeping in.
Sae parted his lips, trying to find the right words, anger slowly seeping in again.
His eyes didn't leave you, and it took a few seconds before he spoke again to the receiver. "Call back the agency. Find out who's responsible." He spoke slowly, his voice deep and cold, seemingly collected.
Inside, he was boiling. How could he be so careless. In all 2 years of being with you, he swore to himself to protect you - to not let you get taken advantage of malicious cameras or harassed by the media. And yet he had just created an opportunity for that, now that the world knew what you look like.
He gritted his teeth in anger. He would personally take care of the person responsible for those pictures - murder in his mind.
He ran his fingers to his hair tightly. "And shut all those pictures down." He added darkly.
You looked up at him in disbelief. Pictures?
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You sat on the sofa as you scroll through your laptop, seeing both your face and Sae’s plastered in your big screen. On top of the article, written in big, bold letters - Sae Itoshi Spotted With His Girlfriend Last Night.
One picture showed Sae standing behind you, clasping the necklace around your neck. Another picture showed you both looking at a display, with Sae’s hand resting on your waist. The third was you speaking to an associate of the shop, with the pendant gleaming softly against your skin.
The pictures were carefully zoomed in, taken from outside the windows. It felt too intrusive, enough to make your stomach drop.
You rubbed the space between your eyebrows, dreading the worst as you scroll down to the comments.
saeforlife: No way this is true, I'm so heartbroken
urtea_towel_:The girls are all crying rn
its.daniel24: Idk why this is relevant to football'
defnotmadz: Somebody stole my nonchalant man
user6677: This must be AI
lizzyhopeee: Bro she's a baddie omg
tu_tuvelo!!: They look good together what’s the problem
cacababy111: Gold-digger lol
Excuse me? That last comment caught you off-guard. And you let out a scoff of anger, a stream of curses ready to escape your mouth. How dare–
In the corner of your eyes you saw your phone continuously blinking with endless notifications. You took a peek at your screen.
Oh my goodness, they found your Insta already. You hastily threw away your phone on the couch, horrified.
You heard footsteps and you looked up to Sae approaching, tapping the end button on his phone. He had been busy talking with PR team.
Sae was fuming. One of his managers in his PR team suggested he post an official statement, but Sae was no goddamn popstar. He wasn’t obligated to spoon feed the public. He couldn’t care less of what others think of him but he’d draw the line the moment your privacy is crossed. He wouldn’t stand for paparazzi following you, harassing your privacy, especially when you’re alone.
The thought of your private, intimate moments being plastered all over the internet made his jaw tighten.
Sae stopped in front of you and bent down on on his knee to meet you, his eyes apologetic. “I’m sorry, amor”
You gave him a sympathetic smile “There’s nothing to be sorry about, Sae."
“No, it’s all my fault. I should’ve been more cautious.”
“Sae, we both knew this would happen at some point. It’s not your fault.” It was true. It was bound to happen.
He averted his gaze from you, lips pursing.
But you cupped his face and forced him to look at you. You kissed him softly on the lips.
“Do you know what this means?” You asked with a slight smirk, attempting to lift the mood. “We can go to disney world now.”
Sae let out an unbelieving huff. Of all damn things..
You lifted an eyebrow and forced your face to keep straight. “I’m serious. We should wear matching shirts and those cute headbands.”
Sae put two of his fingers on your forehead and pushed your head back lightly
“Oww” you exclaimed dramatically.
In all honesty, Sae felt relieved too. It was over now, no more walking on eggshells on the street. No more hiding. He could now freely show his girl off to the world, walk hand in hand outside in broad daylight without pretending to be subtle, and take you out on dates in public places you’d always wished for.
For the first time the world saw you. And he would damn show to the world that he was only yours.
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End notes: lmao shidou as the prime suspect sae thought of first. Be kinder to my boy cmon on now. Also, gang did yall see mbappe posted ester on his ig like 3 or 4 days ago?? And the lyrics on his song choice was like ‘she has blonde hair my baby is the prettiest..’ I was gagged, that def inspired me to write.
art at the top was drawn by kaneshiro
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