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little headcanons of how they would act when they fall in love. From their subtle habits to their hidden soft sides ♡

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Michael Kaiser and the way he loves𐙚♡

Sae Itoshi and the way he loves𐙚♡

Rin Itoshi and the way he loves 𐙚♡

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word count: 788/ he's such a hidden softie♡

Rin Itoshi and the way he shows affection through your favorite food or drink. Just sliding a specific snack across the table without a word, his expression cold and bored, muttering a lie about it being a "mistake" because he'd rather die than admit that he stood in the store aisle for minutes just to find the exact one you like.

Rin Itoshi and the way he stiffens the moment you lean against him, his entire body going rigid. He always complains about you being clingy, but he never moves away. Instead, he subconsciously tilts his head toward you, letting himself be soft only for you.

Rin Itoshi and the way he walks beside you always half a step ahead, acting like he's in a rush. The moment you lag behind he stops dead in his tracks and waits silently for you, unable to move forward unless you're with him.

Rin Itoshi and the way he pulls you into his insane routines. Forcing you to do yoga or stretch with him under the guise that your posture is terrible and it annoys him. Pushing you down gently but firmly by your shoulders, his hands lingering a bit too long on your skin and his breathing rough against your ear as he guides your movements. That may lead to something else..

Rin Itoshi and the way he forces you to rest the moment he decides you've been working too hard. Ignoring your protests and pushing your head down onto his lap as his pretty fingers tangle into your hair to keep you pinned there.

Rin Itoshi and the way he guides you through a crowd by resting his hand on the back of your neck, fingers digging slightly into your skin. Steering you through the rush, his eyes glaring at anyone who dares to get too close to you.

Rin Itoshi and the way he gets angry when you say something bad about yourself, like you said the stupidest thing in the world. He'll just stare you down and tell you that his standards are high and the fact that he chose you means you're perfect.

Rin Itoshi and the way he uses his sharp tongue to hide his worry for you. Snapping at you for being careless or frowning deeply the second you look tired. Instead, he may shove a drink in your hand with an annoyed look, refusing to look away until your color comes back. He acts like your weakness irritates him but your well-being is the only thing he's truly focused on.

Rin Itoshi and the way he reacts when you compliment him. His eyes widening before he quickly turns his head, an angry flush creeping up his neck and ears. Scowling at you or calling you an idiot for stating the obvious. A single compliment from you is all it takes to completely shatter his composure.

Rin Itoshi and the way he lingers by the door when he needs to leave, staring down at you with an intense, irritated look until you finally take the hint and go to kiss him goodbye, only for him to grip your chin and deepen the kiss aggressively because he hates the thought of leaving you for a long period of time.

Rin Itoshi and the way he acts jealous by stepping right into your space as his shoulder is blocking you from their view. Glaring at them and holding your fingers tight. He's claiming you as his without ever having to say a word.

Rin Itoshi and the way he cuddles you at night, holding you against his chest the second you try to move away. His grip tight even in his sleep, locking you against him like you might vanish. Holding you this close is his only security.

Rin Itoshi and the way he invades your space. Kicking your feet out of the way on the couch only to rest his own heavy legs over yours, leaving you no room to move away from him. Acting like he's taking up space when he really just makes sure every part of him is touching you.

Rin Itoshi and the way he gets competitive over your attention. He will narrow his eyes the moment you start mentioning someone else, interrupting you to desperately pull your focus back to him. He needs to be the only thing you ever think about.

Rin Itoshi and the way he claims your things. Taking your keys or your phone out of your hands and casually dropping them into his own pockets when you're out together. Acting like it's just because you're careless and might lose them, when really he just likes the subtle control of carrying your world around in his jacket.

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word count: 855♡

The apartment is silent and the room is dark

Only a thin strip of moonlight slips through the curtains and the distant hum of the traffic drifts in from outside

And behind you, Michael's breathing. Slow and deep. Warm against the back of your neck

The room smells faintly of his shampoo and the expensive cologne he wears even when he insists he isn't trying to impress anyone

His arm heavy and warm across your waist, possessive in the unconscious way he always is when he's asleep

Your back is pressed against his chest, feeling the steady rise and fall of his ribs

You should be asleep but you stare into the darkness trying to sleep somehow until-

"You're annoying" the words are mumbled into your shoulder

What? The question nearly leaves your lips as you immediately start to turn

Nearly

Because before you can even move, he continues

"Always there" his voice sounds strange, softer, sleep-heavy. The kind of voice that exists only in the middle of the night

You freeze. Every instinct is telling you to turn and look at him to see his face but something stops you because you realize he thinks you're asleep.

His breath is warm against your skin when he exhales

"Every match" you can feel his fingers flex slightly against your stomach "Every time"

You don't move. Don't breathe too loud even though a smile is threatening your lips

His arm pulls you closer without thinking. Not possessive in a deliberate way. More like instinct. As if your distance makes him uncomfortable even in sleep

“You never leave” the words are heavier this time, not said like a complaint but more like a fact he doesn’t even understand.

You can only stare in the dark, afraid your heartbeat is way too loud and he can hear it

He shifts again behind you, his forehead briefly brushing the back of your shoulder

“I look for you” he whispers it so quiet you barely hear it.

Almost lost in the space between breaths you feel something twisting inside your chest

You almost turn again. Almost. But you don’t because you know this isn’t something you’re supposed to interrupt

His voice drops further, slurring slightly “My apartment is quieter without you” sounds honest in a way that feels too simple to be anything but real

You swallow carefully not to make any sounds

His thumb brushes slowly against your arm absentmindedly like he doesn’t even realize he’s doing it

“It’s worse” he says it like he’s slightly annoyed at that fact , it’s an inconvenience. You are something that has become an inconvenience he doesn’t want to be without

Silence follows long enough that you think he’s fallen asleep but then-

“I don’t have to think so much around you” his voice is softer now, heavier

You bite the inside of your cheek to not smile and not make sounds

“I like it”

“I hate it” he continues after a pause. It’s like he’s contradicting himself and doesn’t know how to explain it fully even if he was fully awake

His grip tightens again, just slightly like he’s settling closer into sleep

For a second everything is quiet except for breathing then-

“I love you” he says it so softly you’re not even sure you heard him correctly

For a second, you forgot how to breathe. Not because you never imagined hearing it. Actually you daydream about it a hundred times. A thousand maybe. Every day during lazy mornings or long drives, during matches when he pointed at you in the crowd after scoring but never like this

The room feels different immediately after. Even the air has changed

Your entire body goes still and it feels like your heartbeat fully stops for a second

You don’t move or turn or breathe properly for a moment because this isn’t a confession you were meant to hear

Behind you, his arm tightens around you once more and then relaxes slightly

His body is settling into sleep even as his words stay behind. His forehead rests against your shoulder again and this time, he doesn’t speak anymore

Minutes pass, maybe even hours

His breathing slowly evens out, deeper, heavier. Asleep for real this time. The kind of sleep that erases whatever he said without permission

The room becomes quiet again and you finally let yourself breathe slowly and carefully

It feels like any sound might break something fragile

You don’t turn around yet, just stay there and listen to him breathe against you

Your chest aches and you hadn’t realized how cold your hands were until now

You’re so happy you can’t even describe it with words but you let yourself smile

Even if tomorrow he might act like it never happened, at least you heard and know it even though you weren’t supposed to

You can’t wait to tell him you feel the same. You already loved him from a long time ago but you were too scared to push him away. You’ll say it soon somehow though

He needs to know how deeply you love him and that you always will

Ahh how much i love him

word count: 661 / some of my favorite things about him ♡

Sae Itoshi and the way he listens when you talk even when he pretends he isn't. Expression distant, eyes closed, giving you the impression he stopped paying attention a long time ago, until hours later when he casually references something you said in passing because with Sae, attention and remembering are his affection.

Sae Itoshi and the way he slowly starts including you in his routines without discussing it first. Your favorite snacks in his kitchen, your toothbrush beside his. Space for you in his life made quietly and permanently.

Sae Itoshi and the way he pretends to be annoyed after you steal his clothes yet he never asks them back. Instead he just watches you walk around in them silently, eyes lingering a little too long.

Sae Itoshi and the way he looks back to make sure you're still beside him in crowded places. Just quick glances over his shoulder, subtle enough that nobody else notices how often he does it.

Sae Itoshi and the way he remembers the exact little things that make you happy. Not grand romantic gestures, just specific things that nobody else notices enough to remember.

Sae Itoshi and the way he says "You're staying over" instead of asking. As if the thought of sleeping without you beside him suddenly feels unnecessarily empty.

Sae Itoshi and the way he hates admitting when he needs your comfort, yet somehow always ends up beside you when the world starts exhausting him too much.

Sae Itoshi and the way he stares at you when he thinks you're not paying attention. Expression calmer than usual as if loving you softened something inside him he thought was permanent.

Sae Itoshi and the way he dislikes unnecessary touching from everyone except you. Your hands on him feel familiar now, expected even and sometimes he catches himself leaning into them before realizing what he's doing.

Sae Itoshi and the way he silently fixes things for you instead of comforting you verbally. Acts of service are part of his love language. Adjusting your jacket when it slips off your shoulder and even plugging your phone if the battery gets low.

Sae Itoshi and the way he gets jealous in silence. No accusations or dramatic reactions, just colder eyes and his attention fixated too intensely on the person standing close to you.

Sae Itoshi and the way he acts inconvenienced every time you ask for his affection, only to pull you into his lap five minutes later without a word.

Sae Itoshi and the way he waits for your texts even while he's pretending he doesn't care about his phone at all.

Sae Itoshi and the way he gets protective without realizing it. Walking on the side closest to the street, pulling you behind him instinctively.

Sae Itoshi and the way he pulls you closer to him unconsciously whenever he is tired. Half asleep, defenses lowered, holding you against him like his body trusts you more openly than he knows how to.

Sae Itoshi and the way he gets irritated when you apologize too much. "Stop saying sorry for everything." Somewhere along the way, your feelings started mattering to him more than his own comfort.

Sae Itoshi and the way his affection feels hidden inside restraint. Every touch, every glance, every quiet act of care carries more meaning because he is the type of person who rarely gives those things away freely.

Sae Itoshi and the way he waits for you when you're running late. He complains about it every single time, arms crossed and expression annoyed, yet he never leaves. No impatient messages or dramatic remarks, just Sae waiting for you exactly where he said he would be.

Sae Itoshi and the way he shares things that used to belong to him. A hoodie left at your place, a favorite song quietly added to your playlist. Small pieces of his life offered without any explanation. He stopped seeing a difference between "mine" and "yours".

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word count: 2k / sorry this got so long, i can't help it, I love him too much♡

Michael Kaiser and the way he says your name like he's testing just how much power it has over him, like he hates it the way it sounds softer in his mouth. He says it slowly sometimes just to watch your reaction.

Michael Kaiser and the way he kisses you after arguments, like a way of apologizing because he doesn't know how to stand close to vulnerability without ruining it first.

Michael Kaiser and the way he stares at you after scoring, searching for you in the crowd, waiting for your reaction like it matters way more than he’ll ever admit.

Michael Kaiser and the way he gets meaner when he's jealous, pulling you closer while pretending he doesn't care as if the hand gripping your waist isn't betraying him completely, smiling while saying cruel things " you seem popular today"

Michael Kaiser and the way he kisses you just to interrupt you when you say things that hit way too close to the truth "You're impossible to-" and suddenly his mouth is on yours because he would rather drown than let you finish that sentence.

Michael Kaiser and the way he loses his composure for half a second after a bad match, jaw tight, eyes burning with frustration, quieter than usual. Having his face gently cupped makes him completely freeze. Tenderness after failure feels so unbearable to him, like something he doesn't deserve and it cuts him deeper than the anger ever could.

Michael Kaiser and the way he acts after winning. So cocky and insufferable, running high on ego and adrenaline but it only feels like a real victory with you there to witness it.

Michael Kaiser and the way he pretends he doesn't need your attention while constantly searching for yours, watching all your expressions across the room, checking if you're looking at him, getting irritated immediately when you don't notice him as if being loved by you became an addiction he can't control.

Michael Kaiser and the way he teases you during kisses, smirking against your mouth, pulling away slightly just enough to make you chase him "Look at you, so desperate for me" like your desperation is the prettiest thing he's ever seen.

Michael Kaiser and the way he falls in love with you slowly, against his will enough to terrify him. First he notices you, wanting to spur reactions from you, then the obsession disguised as amusement makes him think of you more. It only gets worse when he starts becoming reckless emotionally, craving your attention, your presence and validation. He starts pushing you away while simultaneously clinging harder, terrified now that you're capable of hurting him. He realized that losing you would destroy him and in that moment he became dangerous.

Michael Kaiser and the way he gets quieter the deeper he loves you. Less performance, less ego, less teasing and no arrogance. Just Michael, the most vulnerable version of him.

Michael Kaiser and the way he pulls away after almost saying something too honest "You're the only pers-" he stops, annoyed with himself because his vulnerability feels like standing on the battlefield unarmed.

Michael Kaiser and the way he holds you after intimacy. Possessive, heavy arms across your waist, face buried against your neck like he's hiding against you. If you try to move too fast he'll just murmur a soft "Stay", almost fragile, the kind of tone he would deny using it, if you mentioned it later.

Michael Kaiser and the way he gazes at you when you're asleep. He can't comprehend how someone could stay long enough to love the worst parts of him.

Michael Kaiser and the way he loves touching your neck, just feeling your pulse as a confirmation that you're alive and that the moment is real.

Michael Kaiser and the way he notices every tiny change in your mood even if he's not admitting it. Instead of asking if you're okay, he starts hovering around you more often, annoying you on purpose just to stir another emotion out of you. Your silence feels wrong in a way he can't tolerate.

Michael Kaiser and the way he calls for you to be near him like it's natural for you to belong beside him, like he stopped questioning it a long time ago.

Michael Kaiser and the way he gets angry at you for seeing him more vulnerable, not because he hates you but because he hates that you witnessed it especially when your opinion suddenly matters too much.

Michael Kaiser and the way he kisses you after making you mad on purpose just to get your attention, smiling slightly when you shove at his chest, holding your wrist before you can pull away "You're so cute when you're angry"

Michael Kaiser and the way he watches you during interviews, barely paying attention to the questions he's asked, just waiting for you to look at him across the room. And when you do?.. that stupid satisfied smirk appears instantly.

Michael Kaiser and the way he clings to you after nightmares. He doesn't say anything verbally but he refuses to let go of you, keeps touching you absentmindedly. Hands on your wrists, fingers hooked around your sleeves and his forehead against your shoulder, holding you against his chest while pretending he's asleep.

Michael Kaiser and the way he acts when someone else made you laugh harder than he did. He becomes unbearable, interrupting the conversation and dragging you away "Am I boring to you?" he half jokes but underneath the facade there's his insecurity.

Michael Kaiser and the way he melts when the praise comes from you. Not just shallow comments but something more real, more personal, more sincere that makes him realize you pay attention to the parts he hides as well.

Michael Kaiser and the way he kisses your knuckles absentmindedly while thinking. He doesn't even realize he's doing it. His affection became muscle memory somewhere along the way.

Michael Kaiser and the way he goes silent after accidentally hurting your feelings. At first he gets defensive, cold and sharp-tongued but later, when the room goes silent and his anger fades, guilt settles in his chest heavily once he realizes he actually hurt you.

Michael Kaiser and the way he looks at you after pulling away from a kiss too fast. Breathing unevenly, avoiding your eyes for the first time all night because he kissed you too honestly and now he regrets letting you see that much emotion.

Michael Kaiser and the way he pulls away after a failure, he's cruel to himself, anger makes him sit in silence with his jaw clenched. You try to touch him but he stops you, not because he doesn't want you there but because if you're soft with him right now he might genuinely fall apart.

Michael Kaiser and the way he learns love through physical closeness first. His hands finding your waist faster than his mind can catch up, pulling you against him. His body understood he needed you before his pride allowed him to admit it.

Michael Kaiser and the way he stares at your lips when you argue. A part of him aches to say something cruel but another part wants to kiss you deep until neither of you remember why you were even fighting for.

Michael Kaiser and the way he gets addicted to hearing you say his name softly. Everyone else says his name with admiration and praise but you say "Michael" like he's a person first and that scares him because you can see him for who he really is.

Michael Kaiser and the way he falls asleep easier when you're beside him. Though he would rather die than confess it out loud.

Michael Kaiser and the way he tries to act unaffected after intimacy. "You seem so obsessed with me", meanwhile he hasn't stopped touching you once since.

Michael Kaiser and the way he looks at you during quiet nights. No performance, just him tracing circles into your skin like he's trying to memorize you. He looks less like an emperor and more like someone terrified of losing the only softness in his life.

Michael Kaiser and the way he gets quieter when he's tired, not softer exactly, just less guarded. He would rather listen to you talk without interrupting for once while holding you close. Exhaustion is the only thing strong enough to loosen his grip on control.

Michael Kaiser and the way he tilts your chin up before kissing you. He wants your full attention first like he refuses to be loved halfway.

Michael Kaiser and the way he stares at you when you wear his jersey, trying to act unaffected by it to keep his smug expression but his stare lingers too long. He's proud you show the world who you belong to.

Michael Kaiser and the way he hates being ignored by you specifically. The second your focus shifts away from him for too long, he becomes unbearable, invading your personal space. Your attention becomes something dangerously close to oxygen.

Michael Kaiser and the way he kisses you after being frustrated with himself. The kiss is messy, desperate almost, like he's trying to erase it from his skin through you.

Michael Kaiser and the way he pretends your affection annoys him while unconsciously leaning into every touch. Your hand against his hair, your fingers against his neck tracing his tattoo, your head on his shoulder. He acts inconvenienced every single time but never moves away once.

Michael Kaiser and the way he picks unnecessary fights because his feelings get too real, the affection and his craving becoming unbearable and he doesn't know how to survive wanting someone this much so he sabotages it before it can consume him.

Michael Kaiser and the way he asks you to stay with him tonight like it costs him something, asking for comfort feels like begging to be loved.

Michael Kaiser and the way he watches you, eyes tracing your face carefully like he's trying to understand why being close to you matters more than anything in the world.

Michael Kaiser and the way he grabs your hand in crowded places, not even romantic at first just automatic like losing sight of you irritates something primal inside him.

Michael Kaiser and the way he kisses you during rainy days. Lights low, only rain droplets can be heard against the window. His arms wrapped around your waist while he rests his forehead against yours longer than usual.

Michael Kaiser and the way he gets possessive after realizing other people look at you the same way he does. His hand sliding around your waist, kissing your temple mid-conversation while standing way too close. When you call him jealous he scoffs out a quick " Don't flatter yourself" all while glaring at anyone who so much stands too close to you.

Michael Kaiser and the way he wakes up before you just to stare for a while, sometimes his thumb tracing your features. There's something quiet in his expression, just admiring you and loving you in silence.

Michael Kaiser and the way he reacts after realizing you know him too well. All his fake smiles or mood swings. He gets annoyed at first but being understood becomes addictive.

Michael Kaiser and the way he almost says " I love you" for the first time. The words sitting on the tip of his tongue, you can practically see them in his face, in the way he's holding you tight, his guard slipping little by little but fear wins at the last second. Instead he kisses you harder like maybe his mouth can communicate what his pride refuses to.

Michael Kaiser and the way he finally says it one random night, half asleep. Your back pressed against his chest. While he thinks you're asleep his rough voice slips out quietly. Arms tighter around you, no performance left just a simple " I love you". Quiet. Honest. He forgot to be afraid for one second, his face buried against your shoulder like he regrets it immediately, but he wouldn't take it back.

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